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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 8:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 9:19 pm
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Sukai Chiryō-shi | Kumoagakure | The Healing Sky | Ninjutsu Class | Chūnin | Medical Ninja | +-------------------+ Shikomi Shindan [ Prepared Needle Projectile ] (1/3) Sukai heard movement as Kein toke Dai to the bedroom. He was probably putting her to sleep, but she honestly didn't care for the pair at the moment. She sat on the kitchen counter, looking over her medical scrolls tears enveloping her eyes. They fell upon her scroll's jutsu as she read them. They were slow and steady at first, reading in the moonlight of the dark kitchen. Then they became more rapid. She made no noise as this happened. She shook her head hair going everywhere. It was a better alternative than killing someone that was for sure. But the medic hated herself for allowing herself to cry. Closing the scroll to practice.
(2/3) I feel a bond between them forming, something I cannot change even if I wanted to. . . Even if he toke me in as his student I shall not learn under someone like him. Sukai lightly slapped her cheek getting rid of her thoughts, Kein and Dai had been so kind to her all this time. Usually Sukai was a very kind and gentle person. But lately her dark chakra was building. Making chakra needles all around her arm poison formed at the tips. Focusing more chakra into them the stronger the needles became and the more deadly the poison. Her jutsu she had finished rather early. Which wasn't a surprise. She was a prodigy in the medical field after all.
(3/3) Thinking for a moment Sukai looked at the needles that were around her arm. Using her chakra she turned them onto herself. The medic looked at them for a long while. Wondering if it was worth it pressing them into her skin and killing herself. How she saw it she was half dead anyways, half zombie at lease. She released the chakra poison she had made and smirked. "Silly me. I'm not suppose to make my own posion. I'm suppose to use the posion already made, appart form the dieseases I have stored." Shaking her head once more she dispersed her needles. And sighed gloomily once more. "No point in killing myself when I have a world of people around me." Shikomi Shindan [ Prepared Needle Projectile ] --learned
Chakra shirinji [ Chakra Syringe ] (1/3) Sukai laughed softly then turned back to her scroll looking at the next deadly jutsu she was to learn. "Why didn't I learn the basic's first? Instead of jumping to the advance? These will come in handy too." Making a clicking noise at herself and shaking her head Sukai processed in her readings.
(2/3) Putting her scroll on the counter Sukai looked at the palm on her left hand, it was weird thinking that the over coat was paper unstead of her normal wrappings. She then clentched it into a brief fist letting her fingers unwind once more. The medic then focused her chakra into the palm of her hand, making it into a finer point than all of the needles before. This one was barely noticeable even with her highly trained eyes. This point could possibly hold someone's life within it's very p***k. Sky smiled at this jutsu. Glad they had left her alone for once so that she may practice her dark arts in peace. Though, this loneliness she welcomed sadly. Knowing after she returned to Kumo that this would be an ongoing thing with her, which was fine by her. Being a medic didn't mean she needed a love intrest. They would only get in the way of her studys.
(3/3) After keeping it up for a while the medic waved it away and leaned back on the counter bending her head under the shelves and her back adjacent the wall. "Who relies on others anyways. . . .I never asked for them to take me in like this," Sky mumbled getting up and putting everything back were it belonged. The woman then walked into the living room and got all the tea cups putting them in the sink as she washed them then put them away much like hers. Going back into the room Sukai looked around, pulling her cape off she unfolded it back into her old treanch coat and drapped it over herself. She found a croke in the corner between the coach and a chair and curled up into a ball, the tears returned as she went into the fetile position. Pulling her hood over her head, the only way anyone could indacate she was there was the large fan leaning on her and the wall. It quivered as her body jerked some. But didn't make a noise. She then started to drift off but come back easily at the thought of her parents, what they were like. Then whimper and close her eyes starting the process all over again. Chakra shirinji [ Chakra Syringe ] --learned+-------------------+ "The more I learn the more I can kill or heal you with."Chakra Count: 405/405 AC: 3,150 Ryo: 1,900
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 6:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:58 am
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Daitomi (Dai) Imatokai | Kumo | Shinobi Hunter Apprentice | The Paper Ghost | Ninjutsu Sensor | Chuunin | +-------------------+ Dai was crashed out. She had never felt that tired. On normal times of her sleeping, people talking around her would have woke her up. But she was exhausted from all the late night reading, training, the late nights at the ONNIN headquarter and her thoughts of her and Zetsu. If she was awake, Dai would feel like the heavy weight that normally sat of her chest was gone. Dai made a soft noise as Kein picked her up off the couch and held her in his arms. Her head rolled and laid against Kein's chest as he carried her. Her head shifted as he laid her into the bed she she would, most likely, rest better. Dai shifted onto her side before Kein tucked her in. Dai took in a deep breath and exhaled. She had breathed Kein's name, so soft, so innocently. Soon, Dai's body fully relaxed into something soft and innocent. Her white hair almost seemed to vanish into the pillow, but it eluminated her soft alabaster skin. She breathed with easy and looked rather content laying so still in the bed Kein had sat her in. She practicably looked statuesque laying so close to where Kein had sat. Not moving or making a sound as she breathed with ease. Kein had probably never seen, Dai, so peaceful and so innocent in his time with being her teacher. +-------------------+ "The better the fighter, the more of a challenge to win." | Chakra Count: 375 / 375 | | AC: 3,600 | | Ryo: 2,200 | | Theme: To Glory | {{ooc: }}
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 5:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 6:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 6:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 6:01 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 2:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 2:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:46 pm
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