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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 7:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 7:22 pm
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K o d o k i, D o k i j i m aJounin - Village Advisor Main Class: Taijutsu ll Sub Class: Medical CP: 130/ 410 ll AC: 9,400 ll Ryo: 1210 She rose a brow and her mouth took on the 'o' shape formation. Common for people to display with a sudden epiphany. Hers was that she recalled certain mentions of it when looking through some recent folders. His promotion process was one of them. She shuffled in the designated cabinet for his file and easily took it out. Reading it, double checking, and then glancing lazily at him, she nodded.
"I guess she probably forgot to with all the hectic events. But yeah, you're good to go. Ahem." Doki stood up, at least enjoying the part where his rank was now official. Though she knew little about the whole process of his becoming an anbu. Masks and ink and whatnot, right? He could do it.. "Congratulations Kyoishi Inuzuka. You are now promoted to a full fledged anbu. Serve our country well, don't screw up, and be smart about your decisions." She clapped, giving the promotion to her teacher. "So..yeah. I don't know where you'll get tatted or with your uniform and mask and stuff...so.."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 7:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 10:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 6:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 8:35 pm
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K o d o k i, D o k i j i m aJounin - Village Advisor Main Class: Taijutsu ll Sub Class: Medical CP: 130/ 410 ll AC: 9,400 ll Ryo: 1210 With all the hubub, Doki remembered that Dai-san was still in the room. She smiled, grateful to have her lighten up again like she was. At least a bit back to her formal cheeriness that lifted her spirits even then. Accepting the files with humble grattitude, Doki lowered her head as a small bow in thanks. She would have loved to issue her a break but knowing her situation with the house arrest...she didn't quite know what to do on that. "Nah, dusting's for grunts. We could let some nice gennin volunteer for that sort of stuff." She teased.
Even so. A person was a person, no matter what their circumstances. "Thanks, Dai-Sempai! You've been a great help. Er. Well, I'm just a clone but if you're hungry or something, you could have someone here go out and get you food." She said, gently refraining from the punishment that's been put on Dai but even so she didn't want her to suffer the cottage disease. As a kid, she knew what being grounded was like. Really, it wasn't doing much for the kids who actually knew how to spend their time. Maybe, with this time, she could get to know Dai a little better.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 9:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 10:48 am
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xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx
Kinpaku knew not what she had been doing. The world was lost to the woman, drifting about in memories, hazed over by liquor far back then. Ten years. Fifteen. That was when things began to grow hazy. Brawls and fist fights with fellow shinobi. Merchants. Just about anything, really. Her world was snapped to attention though, when Dai had grabbed a hold of her fingers, speaking affectionately. Leading a village was tiring, but the right people... Kin believed she had. Hakkin, ever present in her life. Daitomi. Doki. Even Kein, ambitious and problematic he was. That was when... The world snapped into something less than pleasant. Hakkin, Kyo, Apollo. A brief nod, and Doki was already gone. She had neglected to bring forward the question. Where were they?
Her hand slammed upon the desk, and almost immediately, a man in a rooster mask appeared, donned in the same clothing as Ouninushi, her fuuin specialist. "Find my boy and find Daitomi! Do not apprehend. Send up a signal flare," the woman ordered, the man in the rooster mask nodding, crimson eyes determined, before disappearing. Kin herself drew upon herself a cloak, one of the strange ones she'd been given, before approaching her window and leaping once more into the sky, grasping a hold of her tower. Watching for the signal.
[[NPC] Karasu Exit]
"A mask for every situation..."
"And a performance for every soul."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 9:57 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 5:16 pm
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