Bluemage
Fukeneh
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The Sexy OOC
The Hidden Village of the Moon is as peaceful as anyone can expect a village of shinobi to be. Unfortunately, ninja politics are always tumultuous at best, and everyone knows that this time of peace will soon be little more than a fleeting memory. It is because of this fact, and to preserve the village's way of life that the academy was originally created, to train future generations in the way of assassination, espionage and the other skills necessary to carry on the ninja way of life.
Through the years more skills were recognized as necessary for ninjas to have. Classes that had before been just teaching techniques in general were split into taijutsu (martial arts) Ninjutsu (Ninja arts) and Genjutsu (Illusionary Arts) as well as several other small classes circling around developing accuracy with throwing weapons, and being able to analyze and recognize an opponent's strengths and weaknesses allowing a ninja to twist these into something that they could use. Classes came up with how to best remain hidden, how to tell if someone is lying, how to gather information, and other necessary tactics at keeping one's self hidden as well as being able to do the things necessary of them, and it seemed that new classes were always creeping up that seemed important for ninjas to know, or at least would help in making a better ninja.
Akazen Yoshi was the teacher of one of these new age classes, but his was no mere battle strategy class, or someplace to compare and share ninja arts. No, the things that the blue haired sword wielding professor taught were something that took learning, but were something that could be applied to every single part of a ninja's life. The thing that the blue eyed instructor taught was sexual appeal, how to use it in battle to your advantage, and how to avoid having it used upon one's self. It taught various things, such as how to bind an opponent, how to use being bound to one's advantage, transformation, various pheromones that one could carry on their person or create, all the way down to the various sexual positions.
Even with a class that most would have seen as little more than a joke and an excuse to have sex, Akazen took his job very seriously, which was why he had arrived in his classroom early and was busy setting things up. He knew the importance of being able to use these sorts of things to an advantage, because he had carried out many espionage roles where being able to escape had helped him a great deal. He had also been able to analyze people, and knew that most guards would drop their guard around a captive who they creamed their pants over. Optimally not being caught was the best option, but again this was something of which the chances could be greatly improved with the use of some of the skills that he would be teaching. At the same time that the skills could help someone escape from a cell, they also helped in fights since being focused on daydreams of sex took focus away from the actual battle.
He smiled softly and looked around his classroom. It was devoid of desks with the exception of his own. Behind his desk, and where he was standing was a large blackboard that was freshly clean. He was reasonably certain that he had his aide to thank for that. He made a mental note to make sure to thank her somehow. He looked down to the few things that he had brought with him. Really he hadn't brought all that much. He had brought with him two scrolls, his sword, the class roster, and several throwing weapons. He had also brought a good deal of wire which was wrapped tightly around his wrist and leg braces, though no one would have noticed it, and a few other tools meant to bind someone. The reason for all of this was because he wasn't really sure what lesson he would be starting off with today. He just hadn't decided. He knew that there would be an introduction so that he would let his students know just what it was that they had fallen into, but he also knew that if there was time he could start with a lesson on how to escape bindings, or how to use bindings to one's advantage. He supposed he could even combine both of the lessons. It was either that or one of the simpler lessons, such as adjusting what someone was wearing to make them more appealing, or to embarrass them. That would be easy enough to do, especially with the nice clean blackboard behind him and the copious amounts of chalk that he knew was in the top right hand drawer of his desk.
He looked down at his desk for a few more moments and checked to make sure that he would have everything that he would need to get the class underway. In the left hand top drawer was a collection of adult magazines, which he had decided he could throw out at any point in time to get his students more comfortable with the idea of being nude, as well as give them a few ideas on how to make themselves more appealing for the sort of things that they would be doing. In the drawer under it were a few of the skimpiest costumes that he could find which he planned to make anyone who failed to reach an acceptable level on their new ninja garb wear. The other drawer under the chalk was one that he had given to his aide to fill as she pleased. He had also given her the task to find him a few costumes that males could wear to make them more appealing, since he had been having a difficult time judging that sort of thing, another reason he had decided he wanted a female aide. He smiled as he thought of the other reason he had decided to have a female aide.
He sighed softly and then sat down in his chair, looking out over the class at the cushions that would serve as chairs for the people in his class. He knew that it wouldn't be long until there were bright eyed students sitting in them.
The Hidden Village of the Moon is as peaceful as anyone can expect a village of shinobi to be. Unfortunately, ninja politics are always tumultuous at best, and everyone knows that this time of peace will soon be little more than a fleeting memory. It is because of this fact, and to preserve the village's way of life that the academy was originally created, to train future generations in the way of assassination, espionage and the other skills necessary to carry on the ninja way of life.
Through the years more skills were recognized as necessary for ninjas to have. Classes that had before been just teaching techniques in general were split into taijutsu (martial arts) Ninjutsu (Ninja arts) and Genjutsu (Illusionary Arts) as well as several other small classes circling around developing accuracy with throwing weapons, and being able to analyze and recognize an opponent's strengths and weaknesses allowing a ninja to twist these into something that they could use. Classes came up with how to best remain hidden, how to tell if someone is lying, how to gather information, and other necessary tactics at keeping one's self hidden as well as being able to do the things necessary of them, and it seemed that new classes were always creeping up that seemed important for ninjas to know, or at least would help in making a better ninja.
Akazen Yoshi was the teacher of one of these new age classes, but his was no mere battle strategy class, or someplace to compare and share ninja arts. No, the things that the blue haired sword wielding professor taught were something that took learning, but were something that could be applied to every single part of a ninja's life. The thing that the blue eyed instructor taught was sexual appeal, how to use it in battle to your advantage, and how to avoid having it used upon one's self. It taught various things, such as how to bind an opponent, how to use being bound to one's advantage, transformation, various pheromones that one could carry on their person or create, all the way down to the various sexual positions.
Even with a class that most would have seen as little more than a joke and an excuse to have sex, Akazen took his job very seriously, which was why he had arrived in his classroom early and was busy setting things up. He knew the importance of being able to use these sorts of things to an advantage, because he had carried out many espionage roles where being able to escape had helped him a great deal. He had also been able to analyze people, and knew that most guards would drop their guard around a captive who they creamed their pants over. Optimally not being caught was the best option, but again this was something of which the chances could be greatly improved with the use of some of the skills that he would be teaching. At the same time that the skills could help someone escape from a cell, they also helped in fights since being focused on daydreams of sex took focus away from the actual battle.
He smiled softly and looked around his classroom. It was devoid of desks with the exception of his own. Behind his desk, and where he was standing was a large blackboard that was freshly clean. He was reasonably certain that he had his aide to thank for that. He made a mental note to make sure to thank her somehow. He looked down to the few things that he had brought with him. Really he hadn't brought all that much. He had brought with him two scrolls, his sword, the class roster, and several throwing weapons. He had also brought a good deal of wire which was wrapped tightly around his wrist and leg braces, though no one would have noticed it, and a few other tools meant to bind someone. The reason for all of this was because he wasn't really sure what lesson he would be starting off with today. He just hadn't decided. He knew that there would be an introduction so that he would let his students know just what it was that they had fallen into, but he also knew that if there was time he could start with a lesson on how to escape bindings, or how to use bindings to one's advantage. He supposed he could even combine both of the lessons. It was either that or one of the simpler lessons, such as adjusting what someone was wearing to make them more appealing, or to embarrass them. That would be easy enough to do, especially with the nice clean blackboard behind him and the copious amounts of chalk that he knew was in the top right hand drawer of his desk.
He looked down at his desk for a few more moments and checked to make sure that he would have everything that he would need to get the class underway. In the left hand top drawer was a collection of adult magazines, which he had decided he could throw out at any point in time to get his students more comfortable with the idea of being nude, as well as give them a few ideas on how to make themselves more appealing for the sort of things that they would be doing. In the drawer under it were a few of the skimpiest costumes that he could find which he planned to make anyone who failed to reach an acceptable level on their new ninja garb wear. The other drawer under the chalk was one that he had given to his aide to fill as she pleased. He had also given her the task to find him a few costumes that males could wear to make them more appealing, since he had been having a difficult time judging that sort of thing, another reason he had decided he wanted a female aide. He smiled as he thought of the other reason he had decided to have a female aide.
He sighed softly and then sat down in his chair, looking out over the class at the cushions that would serve as chairs for the people in his class. He knew that it wouldn't be long until there were bright eyed students sitting in them.
