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Oh right, the key. Taking the small object from where it had been discarded on the desk, the clone of the Raikage exchanged it with an envelope. Within it, Toso would find the following:
• 1 Mining Mission coupon [2x all rewards, including ores if Actual Mining I or II were completed when used] • 1 IOU for 1k ryo [can be exchanged at the secretary's desk • A simple card with an equally simple message of "Happy Holidays!"
Once the chuunin picked up the envelope, Kaileer answered his question. "Nathaniel decided to focus on his training as a medic and has been working at the hospital for quite a while now. As far as I'm aware, he's still there." Assumingly satisfied with the answer, Toso took his leave, sending in an unfamiliar face in his wake.
The young kage sat back in his seat with a silent sigh while waiting for the newcomer to make his entrance. Pale hair, fairly tall--or at least taller than he was--and about the same build, the older male spoke very formally, and interesting change from the last several he'd spoken to. Still, never being one for formality, Kaileer didn't much care for the show. Although that didn't mean he didn't appreciate it. Leaning forward again, he shuffled through the files on his desk while the potential genin finished his introduction. So he was an Uchiha? It wasn't often one of them make their way to Kumogakure, but perhaps it could be helpful.
Kaileer frowned slightly at the mention of a red headband. Lucky for the kid there was one left. Still staring at the papers in front of him, he pulled the strip of fabric from the drawer to his left and set it beside the file on the desk, out of reach for the moment. "Before I even consider giving you this band, let alone putting you in a squad, I need to tell you the same thing I tell everyone else." His green eyes finally lifted away from the notes as he continued, repeating the same speech he'd given far too many times already that day. "Three things are expected of you if you intend on being a part of this village: cooperation, combat ability, and leadership. You exist to defend the people of this town from danger, and are expected to put their safety first and foremost before any of your desires. If protecting them is your desire, well I guess you're all set." His expression turned grave. "Finally, I expect respect. I'm not an overly formal person; you're welcome to call me by name if you want--Kaileer Cein'lys, by the way. But if you're given an order, you follow it without question unless there is another path that leads to a greater good. In which case you'll be reprimanded but thanked. If you can't follow these simple rules, then you might as well leave now."
He paused, placing a hand over the headband, and pushed himself to his feet to fully face Kojin. "However, if this is something you think you're capable of," he pushed the object forward, so that it was within reach of the young man, "then you're welcome as a member of our ranks." Releasing it, he stepped back and folded his arms behind his back. "If you have no questions, you're dismissed. You'll get word later regarding any squad you're assigned to but in the meanwhile train and, when you're ready for it, there are some minor requests on the village mission board that can be done."
Looking at the Raikage with a interesting spark in his eye as a small grin appeared on his face. Cooperation, combat ability, and leadership? he thought as he let his smile fall back to a blank face before taking the headband and attaching it to his belt tightly before nodding softly. Kōjin understood the need to put the village above himself that was the reason for being a shinobi. If anyone who couldn't understand that themselves would end up being an hindrance during a mission or even defending the Village as they may put a particular person above the Village as a whole and that could be used against them. Thankfully for Kōjin's sake that would not be an issue. "Lord Raikage what you have stated that you needed from me as a shinobi is nothing but what should be accepted and I promise you will not have an issue with me. I thank you for the headband and putting your trust in me no matter how little it may be at this time due to my amateurness. I will get stronger and prove my worth." With that Kōjin bowed again and turned to exit the office lighting a cigarette and looking towards the ninja that he had spoken with before. "The Raikage is free now. I thank you for your patience, and look forward to working with you in the future. I am Kōjin Uchiha may I know your name?" He would wait for a moment and after receiving the name of the ninja he would nod towards him again offering a sly smile before exiting and heading towards the academy to train.
Chunin l C - Rank l Kumogakure l Samurai l Prodigy Chakra - 390/390 l Stamina - 375/375
"I am the sword in the Darkness...
The boy had thrown his head back on the sofa and had started to think, it wasn’t anything of importance, but each blink of his eye had gotten heavier than the last, until, finally, he managed to fall asleep. He dreamed of what had happened not long before. Of the Ravine, of Soraru, of Shu and his scream. Axel had failed them. The weight became heavy once more. As he slept he could feel his body being dragged down to an abyss, one he would never be able to crawl out of, nor did he want to do so in all honesty. He thought he had woken up finally. Looking around him he saw a vast field of blue winter roses. The redhead walked the field looking at the vast expanse, blue flowers were everywhere as far as the eye could see, but as he took his next step, he saw felt his leg dangle. The ground in front of him gave away to sheer nothingness. He stared into the abyss, let himself go, falling for what felt to him like hours. His eyes darted open when he heard a male voice. Axel looked around disoriented until he saw the towering figure of the white haired man he had spoken to before. He groaned as he got up from the sofa, feeling more tired now than what he did when he had fallen asleep. Perhaps Hakanai had been right, he did need rest, but now wasn’t the time to think about that. Then again, if it was not now, when would it ever be? “Axel Storn.” He said plainly, his tired eyes fixed on the man’s white hair. ‘Just like Masahiro.’ He thought, referring back to the man who brought the ice fiends into this village, to the man that was instrumental in the killing of so many. “I look forward to it too.” He forced out after an awkward three second long pause, followed by a reluctant bow.
Axel turned and walked up the stairs all the way up to the Raikage’s office. Once there, he knocked on the door and only when he was given leave to enter did he push open the door. He took a step inside and had his eyes meet the Raikage. The disappointment would be palpable in his tired eyes, followed quickly by embarrassment. “I…” He said trying to find words, reaching for them, but they managed to escape him time after time. “I…” He tried again, but all he could think of was how he had disrespected the man, and his rank, without knowing who he was, second guessing him, thinking him a man equal to his own rank. He quickly went down on one knee, placing his closed right fist next to his knee, and his closed left fist on his half bent left leg, then, he lowered his head to avoid looking at the boy, no, at the man. He felt his legs and arms quivering with fear, and uncertainty. How would he react? He remembered that back when they briefly spoke at the hospital he had received reports of Axel’s behavior, from that moment on he was likely to only have had received more bad news about the young samurai, much to his dismay. “I am here to receive my punishment.” Those were the only words that managed to slide off his tongue, his mind, although certainly there, was in a million places at once, chief among them with his father, and how disappointed he would be if he were in the room to see his son prostrate himself in such a manner before any man that was not the Daymio or his father himself. It was only now that the boy realized just how weak he truly was.
Ryo: 2523 AC: 6300 OOC:
Candies: 23 Technique Used:
Passives:
Specialization Bonus: - 5 Chakra and Stamina for Buki Techs Mori Strength Bonus: +.2 In Strength Total Bow Draw Strength: 60lbs
Royal Burrito
Anbu Black Oinin
...I am the shield that guards the realm of men."
Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2016 3:27 pm
Combat Song-Sinful Rose Ah, My Wonderful Life ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ Clad in white and ornate garment a man followed an Anbu. His symbol upon a band tied firmly around his arm that of a leaf. An anbu leading the way so it seemed having guided him to the location. Within his hands, the Anbu not the man he carried a sheathed blade. A Nodachi sheathe red like blood. It was standard of course that Nakicho be stripped of his equipment for the duration of his peaceful visit. It seemed the Anbu took extra precaution to seal his chakra as well. With a red scarf shielding his face he made his case prevalent to the secretary with an overly enthusiastic laugh that seemed to accentuate that things were going smoothly. "Ahahaha I've come to inform your Raikage about the State of affairs. If he's too occupied at the moment then do make certain he receives this." Nakicho would then reach into his coat which made the Anbu eye suspiciously. A pat down had already been performed but he would not have any further nonsense here. Removed was a manilla folder. "Konohagakure is under new management. The former Hokage has left office and has inaugurated another in his place. The enacting Hokage would like to mend the relationship between our villages!"
The man was quite literally beyond loud. His voice if the door were not completely shut could echo through the door and the walls themselves. He oozed ecstatic. There was no hush hush or sensitivity to the subject it seemed at least through this mans thought processing. He'd wait if the secretary would accept the folder containing Konohagakure's propositions of aid and assistance or until someone informed him to shut up or keep it down or the Raikage in particular stating one or the other. Of course the man just stood there with an air of confidence if not regality.
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P a s s i v e s : : > Fluid Transition: Training Allows transition of stances without consuming an activation.
> Super Justice Stance: Inactive • [Mildly] Increases to [Strength] & [Fortitude]
> Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]: Inactive • [Nullifies Pain C Ranked or Below Passively] & [Kai's Genjutsu of [X] Rank When Entered.]
> Solid Shogun Stance: Inactive • Defensive Techniques are Increased [Heavily] in [Fortitude] & [Strength] • Offensive Techniques are decreased [Greatly] in [Strength]
> Attacking Shogun Stance: Inactive • Offensive Techniques are Increased [Heavily] in [Strength] • Defensive Techniques are Decreased [Greatly] in [Strength]
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C o m b a t : : > Steel Arm Guards: Left and Right Arm > Smoke Bombs: 0 > Wire: 10 Yards > Chunin Flak Jacket > Strength Increase[General] 0.4 (Heavily) > Strength Increase[Two-Handed Melee Weapons] 0.8 (Supremely) > Reflex Increase [Kiss of Flesh and Steel]0.1 (Slightly) > Formless Styles: Odachi: Rank B
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>Baranotsubomi バラのつぼみ (Rosebud) [Triggered, Uses Remaining 2/3] The second form is the neutral state of the blade. The blade is a typical steel silver. However upon attacks self inflicted or otherwise it absorbs the blood of the injured location eventually until the blade grows red. Upon becoming red the blade becomes entirely serrated making injuries susceptible to cause hemorrhaging and muscle tearing. It takes a blood draw from the base of the blade to the tip before becoming red. This can be executed by the user as if performing a blood summoning by running a finger from the end to tip or causing a significant enough wound on the opponent. When red the blade can null jutsu one rank lower than the corresponding styles Rank. Up to 3 times before a new blood draw is required. Each Blood Draw costs 20 Stamina and 20 Chakra if self inflicted.
I walk back to the Raikage's tower and went in the first floor. Once inside I'm mildly perplexed. I don't think I've ever been inside this floor. Top floor, sure. This one? Don't think so. I pull off my goggles and mask and look around, taking everything in. I then proceed up to the front desk to talk to the secretary. ""Hello? I'm here to turn in the Learn a Jutsu mission?" I lean on the counter while I wait to hear anything
Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 7:40 am
Rexnov
Damn, yet another visitor. Although the flood of new genin and the reports coming in were nice, it didn't change how tired the clone felt, in conjunction with already having the exhaustion of the original Kaileer. Not to mention the young kage had so much paperwork to go through because of said flood of people. Still, this visitor was another familiar face, which made the situation a little easier. Or at least it would have if it hadn't been for the flash of disappointment in the red-haired boy's eyes. It was quickly replaced by embarrassment at the realization of just what had happened that day in the hospital, after he took Lilja's life. Kaileer had been angry about it at the time but after a while to simmer down, he came to understand the mercy kill was necessary. That didn't change the fact that it was not the chuunin's choice to make.
Axel wasn't unlike Kaileer himself in a lot of ways. He would follow his heart before his orders, which the Raikage didn't mind so long as it was for the greater good, and no one was hurt for it. In this case, he was grateful to Axel, Soraru, and Shu for going after the ice beasts, but it had still been highly irresponsible. As it was his idea, the fault lay on him, despite Soraru's attempt to claim otherwise. He glanced down at the file with Soraru's report that still lay on the messy desk and leaned back in his seat. "Stand up. My only punishment to you is going to be a bit of community service. What the three of you did gave us information that another nation was invading our territory, and regardless of how irresponsible it was, we likely wouldn't have found out until a patrol happened to pass through that way, and they probably knew that." Sitting forward again, he placed his arms on the desk, and continued. "I'll still need the report from your per--" a loud, boisterous voice echoed through the door, although it was too muffled to actually understand, "...spective, since you're technically the leader of that escapade."
The secretary flinched at the stranger's overly boisterous voice, casting a quick glance of disapproval at him. "Sir, please quiet down. I'm right in front of you." Looking at the manila envelope, she gestured to the stairs. "I believe the Lord Raikage is speaking with someone at the moment, but you're welcome to wait in the lobby upstairs. Given the dire straits between the two villages at the moment, it's probably best you speak with him yourself..."
Her gaze shifted away from the white-haired man to a dark-haired genin that had approached while she was speaking to the foreigner. She frowned in slight frustration, but nodded regardless and jotted down a quick note. Once finished, she stood and bowed to both of them. "One moment, please." With a small nervous grin, she turned and headed down a nearby hallway.
[Gonna give you guys a round to interact if you want to while she's getting Kokuei's reward. If you don't want to interact, I'll continue. Also for future reference, Arrow, you don't have to wait for me to respond to pick up your reward; you're welcome to puppet her. Unless you have questions, or someone else is speaking to her, like in this case, where you'd have to wait.]
Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 12:08 pm
AxelStorn
Chunin l C - Rank l Kumogakure l Samurai l Prodigy Chakra - 390/390 l Stamina - 375/375
"I am the sword in the Darkness...
The muffled sound from the outside wasn’t enough to make Axel move from the position he was in, he was still too shocked at the fact that Kaileer was the Raikage, and his behavior toward him in the past. What was more, was that his shock emanated more so from the fact that Kaileer was effectively not going to punish him. Axel would not stand for that. “My lord, not only did I disrespect you more than once, but I disobeyed a direct order from the giant Wanryoku after I had given him my word to lead the mission, and a squad.” He paused, his eyes still fixed on the ground. The young samurai gulped and pushed his fist against the floor of the Raikage’s office. After a brief moment of silence, the redhead raised from the ground but never made eye contact with the Raikage. “While all of that may be true, the reality that the only reason anyone found out about what we discovered is because someone was there to rescue us. The only reason we needed rescuing is because I was not strong enough to fight off our three attackers.” His voice was strong and full of emotions, mainly a cocktail of rage and disappointment, his arms were resting at the side of his body, both fists were clenched, crushing his clothing. “You want to know what happened?” He asked as he tried to regain his composure.
What had happened was simple, they spent around a day or two following the trail of the creatures. At first it was only Axel and Soraru, and at some point while they were making way through the Storn Mountains Shukenja arrived and brought them food. They had reached the ravine, there were people down there, and while they were preparing to make their way down, they were attacked, and that’s where it all went downhill. “ I will spare you the needless details. We arrived at the Ravine on our second day. Soraru was preparing himself to go down the Ravine to question the workers, as he prepared, we were jumped by three individuals, at the time we did not know where they were from, I had my back to Soraru and Shu, but I heard the voices coming from behind me, so I assumed they were in the same situation as I was; with a knife against their necks. With my abilities, I thought I would be able to turn their weapons into dust before they had a chance to use them, maybe turn the fight around and deliver these people to you as a sort of peace offering, you know, because we broke the rules and such. But that wasn’t the case. They seemed to have someone that knew what was happening the moment the first’s weapon began to turn to dust, so he wounded Shu’s neck. When that happened, I knew that I had to make a choice: Soraru and I fought against these three people, and likely died, or we gave up and they would save Shu’s life. I chose the second option. The fact that they offered to heal him lead me to believe that we would have a chance to escape. We were drugged and taken… somewhere. It was a mine, or a cave of some sort. I used my abilities to weaken the structure of the cave we were in, and then Soraru used a kunai with an explosive tag to bury them under the mountain. It seemed like we didn’t achieve much, since later, once Wanryoku arrived, all three of them seemed to be in good shape.” He paused for a moment and rose his eyes to meet Kaileer. “And that was what happened.”
Ryo: 2523 AC: 6300 OOC:
Candies: 23 Technique Used:
Passives:
Specialization Bonus: - 5 Chakra and Stamina for Buki Techs Mori Strength Bonus: +.2 In Strength Total Bow Draw Strength: 60lbs
Heights, sheer drops, and stairs. Stairs everywhere. Especially the stairs. Seriously, despite being the least dangerous element of the mountain village, it was the stairs that gave this newcomer to Kumogakure the most trouble. She didn't care about the potentially fatal falls she could trip into with a careless step, but the exhaustion from hiking to the top of the highest mountain was not something she could just brush off. The trek to the Raikage's office from where she was currently staying at was no joke to the 22 year old. She had counted five breaks before finally reaching the doors, but then again, she also took a break whenever she felt like it, having no desire to push herself for the journey.
However, she did eventually reach the doors. Taking one last break before entering the office, the stranger fanned herself, chest heaving with large breaths and drops of sweat glistening on her brow. Luckily for her, while the outfit she wore looked like just any old maid outfit, it was actually a maid outfit made to remain presentable even after heavy exercise, so there were no embarrassingly moist spots on her clothing. For most, it was a strange choice in attire. For this woman, however, it made perfect sense. She had been a maid not more than a couple years ago. Besides, anything else would require more effort than she thought was worth. Even if she could see the puzzled looks others gave her, this whimsical adventurer wouldn't have cared. Her clothes fit and she could move comfortably in them. That was all that mattered.
After catching her breath, the former maid tentatively felt for the doors. She took a little longer than most, but after finding and identifying the handle, she entered the office. Her ears adjusted from the sound of the constantly billowing winds outside to the muffled noises of a professional interior. Besides some business talk going on, it was mostly quiet with very little small talk, but she could hear the breathing and shuffling of those that were silent. She felt that there was more people in one direction than the other. How did places like this work? She wasn't all that sure. She'd never bothered to go into a government building like this one before. This was the first time she actually considered becoming anything but a passerby.
If the woman had to guess, though, then she should go in the direction of the business talk. She turned and walked in the direction of the unmuffled discussion, tapping the ground in front of her lightly with her white walking stick to "watch" out for any obstacles that may be in the way. Her red eyes, which had opened, stared blankly at nothing in general. White hair fell carelessly in front of them. Whoever had been talking--the receptionist and two males--had finished by the time the red-eyed female successfully made her way to the reception desk. If the chairs weren't fixed to the ground, no doubt any of them in her way would have been shoved ever so slightly to one side or another by the walking stick the blind used to navigate, nothing more than a quick tap to learn that they were there before moving on to find an opening meant to be walk through. Otherwise, there was no change to the room.
Some sort of line had been expected, but as the foreigner approached, she sensed that it was just two people standing in front of a desk without any obvious organization. She paused, the unexpected development making itself obvious through a quizzical expression that crossed her easily readable face. She didn't know much about these sorts of places, but she had expected some sort of line like with most any service. Then again, she didn't mind being wrong. It happened, more often than not, for people like her.
Appeased despite having little reason to be, the lady waited pleasantly with a patient smile behind the other two that had arrived first. She had heard three voices but in front of her right now, she could only feel the presence of two that were standing on her side of the desk. It appeared that the receptionist, assuming she had assumed right, was not present at the moment.
Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 10:06 pm
【 E I G H T E E N ⦁ C O U R A G E O U S ⦁ W A R R I O R 】
◢ K a i l e e r C e i n ' l y s ◣ ⦉I'm broken, lying helpless, shattered, surrounded by the world. And yet you're smiling bright, completely blind to life.⦊
【 R A I K A G E ⦁B U K I J U T S U - B L O O D L I N E ⦁ H A K E M O T O 】
[x]Isamu didn't skirt the answer, and it was more time than I half expected, but still not enough especially when Wan asked his following question. How many? My gaze turned back to the smaller giant, no glimpse of joy in my expression as I heard his answer. Even before Wan clarified, I had a feeling I knew what he was going to say. Perhaps not the exact word, but my friend's reaction was enough. Isamu's victorious grin brought the sinking sense of defeat to the edges of my heart, it gripped tight enough to cause pain. I hid the discomfort the best I could, giving only a small grimace on an otherwise stone face. I thought I'd been too numb for anything else to reach through but with only five words, the invader managed to throw my confidence out the metaphorical window--seeing as we were underground. For a moment, I felt like a small child standing between two war veterans.
Except that's exactly what I was.
Eighteen and having somehow obtained the title of Raikage, the name felt tainted now because of my failures. Wanryoku, only a couple years older than myself, had so much more experience in the ways of war than I could even fathom. Aside from the destruction of Yukigakure nearly a decade past, and the UHV attack a couple years before, I'd been raised in an age of relative peace. I was in over my head. I--
I cut my thoughts off, hands at my sides balling into fists. Regardless of my personal stresses, I couldn't let my weaknesses show in front of such an enemy. I could panic once I was away, in the safety of my own apartment where no one could see me.
Instead a growl escaped me, anger winning out over fear and welling back to the surface from where I'd haphazardly stuffed it so it was out of the way. "Why?" I echoed Wan's question when Isamu gestured at Wan. "Why go to such great lengths to chase down one person?" Speaking only made my anger worse, and my voice rose from it, echoing through the otherwise empty dungeon. "Your people would put the lives of thousands of innocent civilians on the line? For what? Honor? For something you can beat?" I snarled and lunged closer, as close to in his face as I could manage with my shorter height. But in the ringing silence that followed my shouts, I hissed my words through bared teeth. "Well you won't find that here." Taking a step back again, I spoke at a normal volume once more, white hot fury coursing through my veins and tinging the world in red. "Where you were to find one, you'll find an army. And we won't lose."
I spun on my heels and left the compound without another word. I'd planned on speaking to the man myself, but rage overtook me, just as it always did. An ANBU would have to interrogate him, and they wouldn't be kind as my soft heart was. Up the stairs and back to the ground floor of the tower, I hardly even noticed the small group of people huddled around the secretary's desk, barely aware of the stamping of Wan's heavy steps as he followed closely behind me.
My anger only cooled as the crisp breeze of early spring touched my exposed face, and my blinding anger faded until it sunk into the sheer sense of dismay that almost overwhelmed me before. Moving off the main walkway to a side path where a bench sat on a fenced precipice overlooking the village, I sat with a heavy sigh, hunched over myself, hands shoving black locks from my face. Wan stood silently beside me, saying nothing as he waited for me to gather my bearings from wherever they had gone.
After a moment, I let my hands drop to hand limply from my knees. I didn't look up, my gaze fixed on my fingers as I subconsciously rubbed my thumbs together. "What are we going to do?" My voice was hardly a whisper, and I fell quiet again, unsure if he's actually been able to hear me. "I... I'd panicked, made a fool of myself. The man was probably laughing in his cell at that very second. "I don't even know what I'm doing as it is." Somehow, a dry laugh escaped me, and my eyes lifted to the cityscape before me. "I'm just a kid throwing a tantrum. Kinpaku must have been off her rocker when she had me take her place."
Techniques Used: ☁
Current Objectives: ☁ Spar with Soraru ☁ Talk to Wan
❝ I don't want to hurt you, it's not mynature. A monster born from dusk to dawn can't be your savior. ❞
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-----{ N }umb, yes. That was a good word for the sense of mind that Wanryoku bore as they charged up the stairs, though even through the fog of his emotions the Adviser was well aware of the emotions likely flowing through their young Raikage. When they exited with haste the ANBU at the doors moved to follow, but a single look from the giant stilled them, and cast them back to their posts. Their presence was not wanted, let alone required, in this situation. Instead he simply followed the younger male in silence, going over with a vague amount of concern just what had been said, and worse, what was insinuated. -----And then he sat down. -----Stopping beside Kaileer, remaining silent, Wanryoku worked through his own demons and concerns, knowing that being there for his friend, his leader, would require a focus in mind that he simply didn't have right then. Taking a deep breath, silent though he tried to make it, the jounin held for seven seconds before releasing it over a similar time span. Inhaling for a count of seven, holding, and releasing. Over and over again, allowing his mind to clear of all thoughts, to still the rushing of the blood in his ears so that he could, if only for the time being, be at peace. It was only as he cleared the final hurdle of his breathing meditation that he realized Kaileer's posture had...changed. 'He'll talk,' Wanryoku realized. 'This is the time to be there for him. I must put aside my own concerns, else all is lost from the start.' The thought came immediately, without reservation, and for a moment the giant allowed himself to feel proud of that fact before tuning into Kaileer's words. -----When the Raikage finished Wanryoku maintained his silence, though not his stillness. Walking around the boy, each step slow, methodical, he groaned as he lowered himself to the ground beside the bench. Even sitting, Kaileer was barely to his adviser's shoulder, though he was likely use to this sight by now. Eyes searching the village below as the sun slowly set in the distance and its dying light fled before the fingers of the night, the hand upon his right knee gestured slowly towards it all. "Kinpaku was a warrior, Kaileer," he began, his tone clear, thick with an accent that was undisguised, for he felt no need to try and be something he simply wasn't. "She would have plan. She would go out, fight, bringing all of strength down on my father. Broker friendship, bring ally, she would be hammer against the anvil of father's wrath." It was true. In the time Wanryoku had known her, she proved the type to allow nothing to stand her down, nothing to challenge her and dare to pretend they were her equal. Cold anger, a firm hand, a tendency to give orders and demand death in exchange for their service. And that was why... -----Inhaling softly, eyebrows raising for a moment as if it were only a simple truth, he continued. "And she would lose." -----Eyes never left the village, but their gaze was clearly not for the present. Instead the past of his people drew themselves before his eyes the lines of soldiers and their loyalty. A loyalty bought with fear and punishment for anything but. A fear that enforced a principle, a lifestyle that left no room for any sort of personal choice or decision. The memory of his brother's death, the look in his father's eyes as he gazed upon the steel sphere that had become his shell. "She too much like him. My father...all he cares about it victory, and his will. Anything outside that need to lose, to stop." Gaze returning from deep in the past the giant allowed a dry smile to spread across his face. "Your strength is you new. You young. You think differently. With training, we have hope..." A new expression, an unusual one that bore no name, came to his face then as he considered just what that might entail. "With you, we have hope." -----
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 5:14 am
Combat Song-Sinful Rose Ah, My Wonderful Life ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ "Of course my fair lady due take whatever time you deem necessary! Ahahaha!" Shoulders high with his posture straight his laughter resounded all the more so disturbing the peace. The Anbu who bore the responsibility of holding his weapon almost felt it difficult to not attempt using it himself to silence the flamboyant man who seemed more suited for a theatre play than the office bearing the title of a ninja. It would only be then he'd see the single eye covering the face of the man shift towards the Nara clan boy next to him. With the utmost enthusiasm from behind his silken mask he produced uplifting words in his general direction...at least they sounded uplifting...they were spoken with a confident air. "Ahhahaha! It seems the village of the clouds has apt to learn students. This comes to me as no surprise! Ah the fresh scent of sprouting YOUTH. Placing a hand beneath his chin and closing the eye an audible deep sniffing inhale of the room occurred. "Ho. Indeed. Reminiscent of a lemony zest strewn across a babbling brook that runs with the sweat of superfluous strength yet to surface in a thunderous crashing wave upon the shores of enlightenment."
Opening the eye he would spot the red eyed fem arrival approaching. The outfit of a maid but in his eyes the outfit of a maid is no less than the outfit of maiden. The life of a maid comparable to his own in the past. A bodyguard indentured to the females of his clan in retrospect the duty of a maid was a role reversal. The girls frame and being one who seemed devoid of the ability to properly see created an air of pity and innocence around her that the pristinely dressed male couldn't help but address. Before the poor Nara boy could get a word in edgewise like a gallant predator all his attention diverted towards the approaching woman.
Her appearance was mature yet youthful not reflexive of the typical youths he was associated with. Which was to say she was certainly not in the age fifteen and younger category...but he was prone to being surprised before. A hand would reach for her free one tenderly but with a suddenness that could prove surprising if not outright frightening then this was followed by the weight of another. His grip of the first however was weak and a delicate one that was well trained in handling the fragility of such contact. The hands that would envelop hers would also be soft though large and permeate the scent of coconut. They were well taken care of it seemed an even now their would prove to be a slight slickness attributed to oils of a moisturizing kind.
"I see also the village of clouds carries with it gems to rival the sand and leaf in unison. My sincerest apologies my dear nymph this neanderthal of a man by the name of Nakicho has negligently and needlessly placed himself in your way with nary a notion of niceness not unlike the most nefarious of nihilist. Apologies for this inconvenience again, advance at your earliest aspiration! Adieu!" With his string of awkward enthusiastic alliteration concluded the man who spoke with overtly flamboyant voice let go of the girls hands and stepped aside so that the young woman could take his place towards the frontmost part of the desk next to the Nara. After all there was no rewards to be delivered unto him and it would be just as easy to hear what the secretary had to say from the side.
At this point in time his headband from the leaf glimmered as the Raikage and a large man accompanying him made their presence know. His eye then shifted to follow him as he trained his ears unfortunately he could hear only muffled bluhs. Still his curiosity couldn't help itself as his eye then glowed blue and produced what seemed to be a wispy aura in their direction. Nakicho would then pick up the emotions of the individuals who were having a discussion. One simply felt like doubt or lack of confidence the other...reassurances. After closing his eye again Nakicho could feel something sharp on his back. "What did you do?" Crossing his arms he realized the foolishness of the action he took. "Well you see my fine friend. I innately worry about others you see. My eyes allow me to pick on whether someone is feeling under the weather. There's no need for violence." With a slip of the tongue "Our Kage can handle himself, refrain from anything further or I will strengthen the seal." The kunai would produce a 'friendly' p***k on the man's back causing him to wince ever so slightly. "Of course." His singular gaze now fixating on the duo debating whether or not with new information he should 'simply' approach the Kage himself rather than wait.
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P a s s i v e s : : > Fluid Transition: Training Allows transition of stances without consuming an activation.
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> Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]: Inactive • [Nullifies Pain C Ranked or Below Passively] & [Kai's Genjutsu of [X] Rank When Entered.]
> Solid Shogun Stance: Inactive • Defensive Techniques are Increased [Heavily] in [Fortitude] & [Strength] • Offensive Techniques are decreased [Greatly] in [Strength]
> Attacking Shogun Stance: Inactive • Offensive Techniques are Increased [Heavily] in [Strength] • Defensive Techniques are Decreased [Greatly] in [Strength]
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C o m b a t : : > Steel Arm Guards: Left and Right Arm > Smoke Bombs: 0 > Wire: 10 Yards > Chunin Flak Jacket > Strength Increase[General] 0.4 (Heavily) > Strength Increase[Two-Handed Melee Weapons] 0.8 (Supremely) > Reflex Increase [Kiss of Flesh and Steel]0.1 (Slightly) > Formless Styles: Odachi: Rank B
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I nod to the secretary as she steps back to get my rewards. That was fairly easy. I then turn my attention to the flamboyant man with the leaf headband who had arrived prior to me. Tall, Obnoxiously loud, overbearing and overconfident. Such a hassle. Why couldn't it have been a quiet time for the office when I got back? I open my mouth to respond to what he'd said to me, his poor attempts to win me over to his favor, when he turns his back on me to focus on this new girl who entered. I then notice the sword and sheath on his back. "So the Leaf has swordsmen too, huh? Here I thought they were just a bunch of idiots who couldn't focus beyond the clan bonds? Or at least, thats what dad had told me..." I mutter to myself, remembering how my dad had told me of his family leaving the Leaf because of the heavy clan focus there and his father wanting to get beyond the simplistic views of the clan heads, how he had lost some of the closest friends he ever had, just to get a better life.
I shake my head. No, I need to focus on the here and now.There is a Leaf swordsman here and I need help with my Bukijutsu. Perhaps I can use this to my advantage. I turn to see the Leaf nin standing over to the side, with an anbu holding a kunai to his back. Great. A troublemaker. Ok. I can deal with this.
I walk over towards him after readying myself mentally. Sir, am I correct in having heard you say that your new Hokage wants to work to repair bonds with Kumogakure? If so, what better way than by helping train a new generation of ninja? I see your sword on your back, and might I say what a wonderful color the sheath is," I hold back a gag as I lay on the compliments, "And it is only fair to assume that your blade itself is just as wonderful! I am a Bukijutsu user as well, though I have no master nor any real training yet. I am sure Lord Raikage would agree that you would be doing our country a great service by helping me to learn, even just some more basics! I am interested in the Shigure Souen style. Would you happen to be familiar with it? And would you be willing to teach me it if you are?" I smile as I conclude, fairly sure that my plea will be heard. I did, after all, make some relatively good points. It would go a long way to mending village relations if a Leaf nin took on a Cloud nin as an apprentice, even if only for a short time, and it would also go a decent ways towards helping me, which Lord Raikage would be pleased by, I assume, since it means his nin are getting stronger. A new thought occurs to me. "And if you can't teach me Bukijutsu, I am a Raiton and Doton Nin user from the Nara clan, if you would be able to help in either of those areas instead. Perhaps you even know my grandfather or my uncles? Shintama Nara is my Grandfather. He is still of the Hidden Leaf, though I don't know if he is well known anymore. I'm sure he would be thrilled to know you helped his grandson learn the way of the nin." I finish and bow slightly, ignoring the fact that the anbu and the Leaf nin appear to be staring at me.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 5:34 pm
For someone that was just all but pounced on, the blind woman's reaction was nigh nonexistent. Her emotions, easy to read as always, crossed her face throughout the exchange, but they hardly changed anything about the situation. Awareness of the approach of the man, followed by curiosity, and culminating in surprise at the sudden touch. She had heard the swish of long hair and the pressure he put onto her hand was gentle but the man's frame, feel, and voice all told her that this charming fellow she had just decided to nickname "Nachos" was a male. His offer was unexpected and the maid decided that this was a weird but kind foreigner.
He must have had quite the lungs, too, because he had said all he wanted with one breath and bid farewell before the red eyed miss could say anything in response. Even if she wanted to say something after his farewell, she couldn't because almost as soon as Nachos had moved aside, he had gotten into some other sort of trouble. "Oh dear," the entertained miss commented about the disturbance, but said nothing more and merely questioned in her head, . If she had heard correctly, the leader of the village had just entered the lobby. She assumed that he or she must have been the owner of the lighter set of footsteps that had just arrived. Surely, the heavier set must have belonged to some sort of two-legged creature that wasn't a human. After all, there wasn't a human her in ninja country that could possibly be that large.
There was no hesitation from the blind woman in taking advantage of Nachos' offer and she moved up to speak to the receptionist after the other male, apparently a "sprout" according to Nachos' flowery words. She introduced herself, "Hello, my name is Xion Akagami. I would like to work for Kumogakure. I think it will probably be easiest if I just joined as a ninja." Xion actually didn't know what really was easiest. It was just easiest for her to ask to join as a ninja because that was the one thing she knew that a ninja village needed.
Combat Song-Sinful Rose Ah, My Wonderful Life ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ The way the Anbu held his sheathed crimson blade at the time it may have appeared to be on his back but after he had dropped the kunai's edge from the flashy man's back it was re-revealed that it was indeed being kept in the Anbu's possession due to safety procedures. Nakicho's singular eye left the duo after being addressed by the Nara who seemed to be goading him. This was assumed of course in tone of voice and rather bluntly with the associative term idiots. However, an emotional being he was one that was hard to anger. If the old Hokage was still in office it would certainly have triggered a reaction...but since the change the man was uncertain where his fervent patriotism went. Instead he responded with the usual boisterous laughter as the silken scarf that kept his face concealed lifted implying a large grin beneath it. "Ahahahaha. So hot blooded and willing to learn. I would never turn down such a request for invigorating insights into the iaido arts." His fist would be thrust into the air as if sparkling with whitest of hotness serving as what seemed like a beacon sparkling with the effervescence of assuredness. Well...that or it just looked plain silly.
"However," The fist came back down returning into a crossed armed position the tail end of the scarf fluttering at the speed from withdrawing it almost instantaneously. "The dandy that I am I'm afraid I must decline." A seriousness came to his voice not unlike someone narrating a group of penguins marching with pleasant deepness to it...although the alliteration returned although it didn't seem as intentional. "Despite your assurances unless the approval comes from your Kage himself there are problematic political policies that come into play. While I'm familiar in the style you seek should injury befall you without proper contractual credentials the media with misinformation may make out certain mistakes to be malicious. In addition unfortunately I've only acknowledged my blade as a means of attack. Suffice to say aside from inheritance I've not any experience in the arts of ninjutsu despite my natures." Waving his index finger while he spoke with arms still crossed he finally took a deep breath. He seemed capable of talking forever if one allowed him to. Something said he'd be good at narrating stories on stage or telling children the dangers of the deep waters.
His single eye now closing with the continuation. "Further more I'm under you villages protection protocols so unless this fine anbu associate yields my enchanting equipment and alleviates this seal placed upon my person restricting my chakra prowess any potential of taking you as my pupil is preemptively prohibited. Pickles." Opening his eye it what seemed like a fit of terror. Why did he say pickles. The mans stomach gave a signifying roar. Indeed he had not eaten in the longest while. His journey here while simple enough was also one that relied on rations and he had intended to resupply in town. Despite this he attempted to deflect the unheroic embarrassment by addressing the Nara's inquiry about his uncle. "Unfortunately despite my position I've yet to be acquainted to most of the village itself you see I..aaha.best not worry about it." Recalling he really shouldn't be exposing how he was initially a sand nin for most of his ninja career it was regrettable enough he alluded to the possibility in his introduction to the woman now asking to be a ninja. The man in addition as usual was no way quiet in any of speech.
❀ C H A K R A ┆ 340/340x❀ S T A M I N A ┆340/340x❀ A C ┆ 2700 x❀ R Y O ┆ 2900 xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┆ ❀ Bukijutsu Specialist ┆ ❀ Nakibro ┆ ❀ Fuuton / Doton ┆ ❀ C-ranked Chunin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
P a s s i v e s : : > Fluid Transition: Training Allows transition of stances without consuming an activation.
> Super Justice Stance: Inactive • [Mildly] Increases to [Strength] & [Fortitude]
> Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]: Inactive • [Nullifies Pain C Ranked or Below Passively] & [Kai's Genjutsu of [X] Rank When Entered.]
> Solid Shogun Stance: Inactive • Defensive Techniques are Increased [Heavily] in [Fortitude] & [Strength] • Offensive Techniques are decreased [Greatly] in [Strength]
> Attacking Shogun Stance: Inactive • Offensive Techniques are Increased [Heavily] in [Strength] • Defensive Techniques are Decreased [Greatly] in [Strength]
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C o m b a t : : > Steel Arm Guards: Left and Right Arm > Smoke Bombs: 0 > Wire: 10 Yards > Chunin Flak Jacket > Strength Increase[General] 0.4 (Heavily) > Strength Increase[Two-Handed Melee Weapons] 0.8 (Supremely) > Reflex Increase [Kiss of Flesh and Steel]0.1 (Slightly) > Formless Styles: Odachi: Rank B
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>Baranotsubomi バラのつぼみ (Rosebud) [Triggered, Uses Remaining 2/3] The second form is the neutral state of the blade. The blade is a typical steel silver. However upon attacks self inflicted or otherwise it absorbs the blood of the injured location eventually until the blade grows red. Upon becoming red the blade becomes entirely serrated making injuries susceptible to cause hemorrhaging and muscle tearing. It takes a blood draw from the base of the blade to the tip before becoming red. This can be executed by the user as if performing a blood summoning by running a finger from the end to tip or causing a significant enough wound on the opponent. When red the blade can null jutsu one rank lower than the corresponding styles Rank. Up to 3 times before a new blood draw is required. Each Blood Draw costs 20 Stamina and 20 Chakra if self inflicted.
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