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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 9:04 pm
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xxxxZayr the Iron Monk xxxx
The ink clone sounded like a pretty decent idea. As the water grew more chill though, only then did he recognize what was happening. He'd allowed an interloper to sneak in on the mission. Even more so... It was a genin, which was bad. The monk whirled about, as Sypher was closing off Aki and even more so, the blue haired shinobi. Flou had opted to send out an ink clone, considering it was Sypher who was staying behind, it seemed somewhat clear what the teams were.
"I'll be investigating a little more about the area, so Flou, you're to stay with Setsuna and cooperate with him," the monk explained simply enough. Sypher stayed behind with the genin and Aki, then it would make sense that Setsuna and Flou would stay together, for there was strength in numbers for them. "You can roll with the ink clone idea, only with some rather ideal cover." He was about to continue when there came noise. The longsword ripped from its sheath, the monk whirling about. It was Mak.
"Mak. You need to shut your mouth now, or I'll shut it for you," the monk commented in a rather surly manner, "You're not supposed to be here, as I count five mist ninja, where there are only four man cells. You compromise this mission, and I promise you, you won't like what happens before we're all damned." The weapons were Kirigakure treasures on their person, and he'd promised he'd keep the two blades safe. It seemed that for once, Sypher shared a similar sentiment. Nevertheless, he'd leave it to the strange man for the moment, stepping up out of the water and onto a hut, before leaping to another.
"A man's soul wrought in iron!"
"Dance upon the edge of the Blade!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 9:31 pm
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Tobikuma 'Mak' Orishino XXXXXXX❝With the Swords Of Righteousness I shall destroy my Enemies !❞ XXXXXXX❝My Icy Storm Will Wither Away Your Power !❞ XXXXXXXGenin || Kirikagure [ Mist ] || Bukijutsu Class || Aura Of Ice
Mak was beyond furious, yet he knew enough to put a lid on his emotions and take stock of what those higher in rank then him were saying. He, however, had thought of all this"My mission was to escort the prisoner and await a transfer. I am still waiting for that to happen, all I know is you came and Taro left. I do not abandon my duty so easily. Call me a fool, or a idiot. I don't care" At this the temperature ceased to drop, in fact it actually began to raise back to what it should be. Mak, on the other hand, looked quiet downtrodden, as if he had been whipped repeatedly."I owe Lady Kage that much...I owe you all that much..." It came out as a barely audible whisper, barely louder then a breath. He sheathed it blades and took a seat in the prison, the half that froze thawing around him as he physically suppressed his Aura of Ice"Look, I know I am not up to par with you big shots. But I do have this little knack for healing. If anyone gets hurt...well I am no genius, but I can handle them...okay?" He was desperate to help in any way, that's all he wanted. Perhaps the Jounin could find some sympathy in that? Unlikely, but perhaps
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 9:50 pm
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Sypher "Syy" Senju
The past does not dictate the future; | ;
Sypher looked over at Mak once more and replied "I call you a blatant fool and liar. Your mission was over the moment I told you and Taro to bug off, to leave." he said, black eyes scornful and disgusted "Taro may be a moron but at least he had the common sense to realize that someone stronger than him arriving and telling him to leave signaled the end of his mission." Sympathy was not, it seemed, forth coming. Then again...Mak may not have noticed yet but he wasn't dealing with Syy anymore. No one seemed to have noticed yet, actually. Unfortunately for them, Yoo was not Syy's only personality...and Mak was the one unlucky enough to get trapped in a water prison with the monster "Flou is a medic. He is a far more skilled medic then you could possibly be." was the icy cold answer. He looked back at Aki but spoke once more to Mak, a final hate-filled shot "The only thing you can do is attempt to remain unharmed. Though if you manipulate the temperature or yell again...I shall harm you. Violently and without mercy. I am not my brothers, little boy." his brothers...It seemed a constant with all the personalities in this body, that they considered themselves siblings. Syy and Yoo...twins. Sypher, their brother.
Chakra Pool; 900-25= 875
The choice to change is always there; | ;
↳ Jounin ↳ Ninjutsu↳ Sensor
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 9:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 10:01 pm
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XXXXXXF l o uXH o j oXU w a XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
|xxChuuninxx|xx|xx Hojo Clanxx|xx|xxKirigakurexx|xx|xxMedical Ninjaxx|xx|xxBukijutsu Classxx|
↯↙↙XX I Will Forever Remember My P A S T ✗XXThat Doesn't Mean I Don't Have Room For a F U T U R EXX✗XX
☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲☲
Flou looked at Syy as he said that the idea was stupid "No Syy, it's using their characteristics against them, trust me. Please." He looked at Aki as she spoke and took a deep breath feeling the air he felt a small faint feeling. When Syy took action and began his job to protect Aki and Mak, he was aready in the middle of performing handsign's for the ink clone. He created the ink and then, through his hand, ink seeped out and began to form a clone beside him. The ink was black and completely solid, and as this formed a deep mist formed around Flou and his clone, just in case if there was someone already watching them.
When the mist cleared, two Flou's stood side by side, both identical, both with the same weapons and same attitude. The two Flou's looked at each other and nodded, one setting out into the village in a straight path, making sure to stay in view. The remaining Flou looked at Setsuna and nodded "Let's finish this dark chapter in Kiri's history." The final pages were beginning to flip, and it would finally be resolved. Flou looked back at Mak, as they had talked on the trip here a bit, Flou calmly spoke "Mak, just watch... Zayr and I are two of the best swordsman in Kirigakure, you may learn a thing or two." Flou looked back to the other Flou along the watery path, but began to slow his breathing. "Just sit back... and calm yourself..." Flou's voice became very lightly tone as if he was trying to put them to sleep, he closed his eyes and focused hard into the area.
Theme Music :: Chakra Lvl :: 445c - 25c - 5c - 10c = 405c Jutsu's :: Sumi Bunshin no Jutsu [ Ink Clone Technique ], Blinding Blend 001, Kirigakure no Jutsu [ Mist Technique ] Bonuses :: Durations :: Experience [AC] :: 3,100
OoC ::
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 7:46 am
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Sypher "Syy" Senju
The past does not dictate the future; | ;
Sypher didn't even give Mak a look this time "You can leave when I say you can leave." he replied, feeling nothing but absolute disgust for the genin. Mak claimed, moments before, that he wanted to help and now he was just up and ready to leave? Just like that? Granted, there really was no point in having him here but it irked Sypher to no end that this child could lie so easily and be such a brat about it at the same time. Either way, Mak wasn't going to be able to leave until Sypher took the prison down and Sypher couldn't take the prison down (yet) until he got what he wanted from Aki..."No, its not. I was just curious." he replied easily, his hand still on the prison wall as he continued to examine her. A fickle personality, if ever there was one "You didn't answer my question. Before or after, was the question. None of us had any doubts about why you came." his tone was as bored as her's was detached, as if neither of them could get away fast enough from this situation "In your position, a fight is the only way out, right? So I'd like to know now whether I'm wasting my time and energy with this defense." he used his free hand to put out to Ima who went to his side, curling around so that Sypher could lean back against him. His arm had started to throb slightly "I don't expect you to do anything more then fight for your freedom. However short lived it might be."
Edited.
Chakra Pool; 900-25= 875
The choice to change is always there; | ;
↳ Jounin ↳ Ninjutsu↳ Sensor
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2012 10:40 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 12:14 am
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Iwagakure | Santoryu User | Steam Aura | Head Cleaver User | Master Hakyoku-ken no Kata User
.--The Truth will only last for a bit...--.
The whole area went quiet, and from under the ground a splash could be heard down the road. Silence ensued and a light wind blew through the area. As Zayr hopped through the town, as he passed fover one gorge or slip between two houses, Black ash shot up into the air and like a blanket went over the area that Zayr was headed. This was the Burning Ash Accumulation Technique, and the Ash was very flammable. Just as Zayr approached it and the ash was put into the air, a flame grew from the bottom and then went up and made a bright flash of fire and a small explosion.
"Not so fast monk." A voice sounded from between the two building's but then was a swift movement it was behind Zayr, probably fifteen meter's away. They were quite a ways away from the others and this made the mysterious man smirk, no one to help the monk now. The first sound heard from him at the new position was the sound 'clunk!' as one of the seven swords hit the top of the roof of the house, it was the Head Cleaver.
A man stood with it in his left hand and two more swords on his sides. He wore a grey kimono and blue bandages under them. As he looked at Zayr, his emotions increased and an aura began to form around him, the aura was not anything special, but the man seemed to be... steaming. "You and your friends are all going to die along with Aki" He put both of his hands on his Head Clever and dashed at Zayr in a full frontal attack. He jumped int he air and brought the large weapon up in the air "I'll happy to kill a nameless opponent!" He was using the technique called Tetsu Rakka [ Iron Drop ] a move from the Hakyoku-ken no Kata Style, and from the looks of his stature, he was quite prestigious in the style too.
.--A Lie will last for ages...--.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 12:56 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 1:13 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 6:59 pm
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Sypher "Syy" Senju
The past does not dictate the future; | ;
It was....sooooo noisy outside the water domed prison now. Sypher could hear movement, shouting and little ripples in the water managed to come up from the ground as people moved about. He didn't pay any attention to until he felt chakra begin to stir around and he seemed to become dazed "There's going to be blood soon...." he mumbled. It might have seemed like he was sad about the idea of such a thing but....his blackened eyes glowed with a thick excitement and, perhaps, even a longing for such an event. Aki spoke to him then, answering with a single word and he looked at her with such a look. It was like he'd completely forgotten she was there in the first place "After..." he repeated, his head tipping just barely to the left. He still held the prison together but he was starting to weary of simply waiting. Sypher didn't have much patience when the world around him started to ride like a wave of emotion and sound. His chest began to cease around his breathing as excitement and adrenaline mingled like a drug through his veins "So you're going to fight your previous controllers?" he managed to say out, the glee rising in his throat. A mad kind of rolling purr had started in Ima, the great tiger arching his back and flexing his dagger long claws in the water. Sypher's chakra was filing the air around his body now, thick with the desire to spill blood. His free hand flexed and he reached out to her face mask "Or are you going to fight us? Not those village loyal morons out there...but us?" Sypher's fingers hovered over her mask, twitching and desperate to have a fight of some kind. He knew Aki was absurdly powerful. She could easily kill him if she wanted to...but if there was one thing this personality, this creature, enjoyed more then spilled blood, it was pain. Not because he had a personal preference for it but because when all was said and done, it was Syy and Yoo who would feel the agony. He would simply go back to the dark confines of their shared mind and enjoy his oblivion until he could resurface. He took all the joy...and they suffered for it. The thought of this absolutely devoured him with joy and his fingers pressed into Aki's blindfold, right above her eyes "Who are you going to fight, little Aki? I'm itching to know...I'm practically desperate, you know." his fingertips were the only thing connected to the water prison now as he leaned in closer to Aki. His expression was so soft and sweet at the moment. So wonderfully gentle...it was possibly the only clue to his true insanity that he could say his next words with a face like that "I can't wait to see who dies...don't keep me waiting now." he said, his voice almost full of brotherly comfort.
Chakra Pool; 900-25= 875
The choice to change is always there; | ;
↳ Jounin ↳ Ninjutsu↳ Sensor
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