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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 12:25 pm
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xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx
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It was Sukai that was on her way in the time being, which meant that Bast could be on her way to do whatever she felt necessary for her architectural design. Admittedly, the theme would follow her plans, but then again it wasn't going to involve many of the defensive measures. She'd begun to rise on her feet from the charred remains of the desk, when the door swung open to another sight, actually. The presence of more wasn't what she had been expecting yet. Either way, it was Kyo and Shi to enter into the room, a smirk on his face. That could only mean he did well enough in the evaluations. Well... He was pretty banged up too. "Well, that you're back is great, Kyo! How did it all go over?" Kin inquired, approaching the small jounin and his massive hound. The rapping upon the door indicated that there was yet another present. "You may enter."
"A mask for every situation..."
"And a performance for every soul."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 12:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 5:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 7:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 3:46 pm
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xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx
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Kyo seemed so very exuberant about the evaluations. So much so that he was to announce his placing. Second place? The boy was certainly talented, and he'd done so much for the village. So he'd been face to face with Doki even? Not that she was expected to fight. Doki was bureaucratic assistance, and it wasn't like she was in that many battles. As far as Kin was aware, Kyo fought a number of times more. Either way, he was exuberant. Why not? He'd done well. "Come see me a bit later, Kyo... I have something for you," remarked Kin, with a wink. She knew the boy's aspirations, but there were people here. An ANBU wasn't supposed to be known, after all.
Dai and Hakkin were already back. How long was she stuck in the wreckage of the office? People had been in and out, keeping her busy. "Hello there, Dai. Hello, Haki," Kin smiled softly, then there was another in the area, from the sounds of it. So many here. One voice was new... and arrogant, apparently. From the desk, she fished another warped plate, stepping forward from the office. It was necessary at this point, she needed to get out. "Well... A new face. The plates are damaged right now, but this is what I can give you... It was a plate for the new boy, no matter how damaged. About the hall outside the office, Kin looked about. "Now, can I get those questions real quick? Life's a wastin'."
It was hateful, hurrying these things along, but Kin needed to be out of the ruins of her office. The key was left hanging in Dai's hand. She'd be staying with Kin and Haki for the time being, after all.
[Really hate to do this, but I need to get the hell out of here, folks. So please, get the business out of the way, without waiting for people to disappear please. ]
"A mask for every situation..."
"And a performance for every soul."
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 4:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2012 10:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 9:34 pm
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xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx
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Kyo was first to take off, and that meant quite a bit, really. The smile on his face was just absolutely enthralling, and not long after, it was Hakkin that was on his way out. That was one fortunate bit of all things. Hakkin was on his way out to go after Kyo. Were they going to go and practice? Nevertheless, it was a pleasant factor, really. That was two things off the list. Then, it was Yuu that was next on the list. A mission request to partake in a C rank mission. "Well, Yuu... If Suzume will be escorting you, then I can't see much of an issue... I'm going to ask you to come back safely though," the raikage answered the girl's requests with a sigh. Another nerve to be shot, really. She slid her hands into her own sleeves.
She tried to smile ever so simply, glancing to Dai. After things were removed, and she was a bit more free to do as she could. Dai was going to be spending her time with an authority figure without any kind notion of whom she was. The kage was going to be accommodating as best she could be, without stirring up... Well, she was goin to certainly try. Once freedom was to come, at least.
[Bleh. Bad post is bad. >.<]
"A mask for every situation..."
"And a performance for every soul."
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 8:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 11:31 am
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Post 4/4 for Tandokuhikou [ Solo Flight ]
While people bustled in and out of the area, Bast stood off to one side and pondered over the design in her head. When the passersby had finished with their business, the woman began to feel more comfortable about working. She stooped low and pushed her finger into the ash. Moments later, her hand had taken on its qualities and she was pulling it into a ball at her feet. While the ash rolled itself into a tightly packed boulder, she raised her non-blackened hand to her ear.
"Scroll three-hundred twelve, please," she spoke to what seemed like nothing. Moments later, a small puff of smoke heralded the arrival of an equally small scroll.
The ball of soot and ash had grown to be quite large, but shrank suddenly and violently down to the size of a basket ball as soon as the scroll arrived. A few last bits of ash formed a summoning seal on the surface of the ball before her hand returned to normal, but Bast did not send the orb away just yet. First, she had something to learn.
The scroll was a very quick read; it seemed that the technique was a fairly simple one to execute, but the woman intuitively understood that it was not something simple to learn. She briefly considered going to the Academy to focus her mind wholly on the task of learning the technique, but was already halfway through the hand signs for it before finishing that thought. Simple exertion of the Chakra did not prove to be enough, as was to be expected. Flight was still a distant goal, but a second run through the hand signs brought her one step closer to understanding how to exert her energy. For a very brief moment, she hovered a few inches off the ground before tumbling back down. After nearly doing a face plant, she had developed a better understanding of the power distribution she was supposed to have across her back.
The next attempt was not quite as poorly executed: after three seconds of stable flight, she realized that she could not do anything but hover in place that way. That had its own bonuses since it meant that she had to follow the curvature of the floor, but it was not the independence she strove for. Her goal was close, yet still far off. After careful contemplation, she did something that she usually only reserved for dire circumstances: she began to sing. The room was designed for that, after all, and the acoustics were still amazing despite the destruction that had occurred. Her song--a somber one--lifted her from the ground and upward; from the outside, the scene would likely have looked like something out of myth, but the scientific underpinnings of the woman's mind noticed the balance of her Chakra during the technique and noted its shifts when she steered herself through the air.
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