Makoto Senju [Training]

His blue eyes focus on the first fish as he observes the wound. a clean cut from tail to head. Good. A decent cut would make the seal easier. He places his hands over the fish and closes his eyes focusing his chakra. Healing the wound in his mind. He focuses on projecting his aura over it and willing the wound to close. However violent tendencies have a chance to leave a mark on ones chakra manipulation.

He opens his eyes when he hears it crackle and looks at the fish. Its flesh was boiling and the flesh around the wound was melting. Fantastic. He had done the opposite of healing. He sighs in frustration and shakes his head Damnitt.

He tries on three more fish all with the same effect or just lighting the last one on fire. Before he admitted to himself he needed instruction. His camp consisted of one tent with a bed mat and a camp fire. He decided he would just study the books and did so until late into the afternoon as he waited for his instructor. His fire in plain sight of the docks. Simple enough for her to see and investigate if he would come tonight.

[2/5 Medical Ninjutsu]

Makoto looked around him at the burned fish all around as if contemplating how to explain not knowing the apparent basics of healing. So far he had been attempting to find the balance in the elements of it instead of just a neutral element. Makoto would put his hands on the fish and produce a green glow. He focused his chakra on his hand and tries to tie in those emotions to his efforts. However even now those emotions where foreign to him and his collective thoughts where all trying to find a way to do it without emotion.

It took a moment but as he waited in silence for his attempt a burst of fire erupted from his hand in a brief flash. It was bright and warm but still destructive. he closes his hand as it fades back into the dim light of the camp fire.

He sighs and looks across the fire at his teacher again his eyes shining in his frustration as he indicates the burned fish around him. A bit of a waste but still it was for a better tomorrow and what was a few fish in the grand scheme. About 10 in all of his examples of failure.

[3/5 Medical Ninjutsu]

Makoto would sit back as he thought to himself. This was nothing knew, it wasn’t like he was new to medical ninjutsu but then again, he had put so much time into training ninjutsu and bukijutsu he didn’t pay much attention to stuff like this. He examined the fish with the deep cut down the side. It smelled like sewer, Makoto hated it. He would move his hands back over the fish generating chakra through his hands as a light green glow would form over his hands again as he attempted to heal the fishes wound again. Although he was a master at ninjutsu this proved to be much harder than he thought, this way much different.. instead of using ninjutsu to hurt people he was using it to heal people. This would be a testament to his patience.

[4/5 Medical Ninjutsu]

Makoto would look at the fish as he neared the end of his training. He had used up almost all his chakra as he was greatly fatigued but he knew he had to heal this fish to pass this class. Makoto would get up as he walked outside the tent to take a breath of fresh air, prepping himself up to perform the healing. He did a couple stretches and cracked his knuckles as he opened the front of the tent and walked back in. He would heal the wound. Makoto moved his hands over the fish as a green aura came over his hands once more, this technique was taxing and Makoto hadn’t even mastered it yet. Within a few seconds the wound healed, but not only that the fish also started flopping back to life. Makoto would laugh as he threw the fish into the water and made his way home. At least he was better in Medical Ninjutsu

[5/5 Medical Ninjutsu]
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