The two Kurokasa men where more then surprised and impressed with how the medic had handled himself. They ice orb was slightly broken, battered, with shrapnel everywhere. The place they had just been was...well..over there and over there and over there and over there...
"Wow....Holy ******** s**t...did they.....they jsut tried to blow us all to Kingdom come. Boss...the Boss needs to hear about this. Everything. The shinjiro cant be...cant be trusted. Holy ********. Thank you Ares....i will put in a good word for you. I cant believe we are unscathed...holy ******** biosense technqiue, if focused, would be able to pick up the life signs of at least one of the Shinjiro men, who was beaten and broken. The ninja one the other side would be on the water with a shadow clone on its way back in to the explosion site. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Blown away from the explosion with Kazama, the shinjiro man stayed on the river bed, and saw himself stairing straight at the ******** who had caused all this problem. Whipping out a cylindrical weapon, the man pointed it at Kazama, and unleashed a torrent of 30 wind enhanced kunai towards the jounin. The kunai were rapidly launched from the muzzle of the weapon, and the wind chakra gave them an additional burst of velocity and acceleration. "YOU ******** class="spoiler-wrapper spoiler-hidden">
Winterwolf78
Kirito - SAO
Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 1:52 pm
James Cameron Poe King of The Frozen Sand
The real James spotted the yakuza man, and simply raised his Valkyrie to his shoulder, centered the man's head in the scope, and fired, sending the deadly half inch ice sickle hurling for his skull at 3000 fps with a whump of air.
Ares looked to the mafia men. "I appreciate it, but you arn't home yet, This is Reaper, He is taking you home to the mansion while I handle the rest here. Get moving and i'll get a drink with you later at the mansion!"
With that the real masked James would turn and usher the Mafiosos along as his clone rushed to give Kazama aide.
「 Kazama would hear the sound of movement to his left, looking just in time to see the male pull out a weapon. 'What the!?' Quickly expanding his chakra throughout the area, the lime green haired male would switch places with his clone in time, just barely however. As the kunai hit the clone, it would disperse into smoke that lingered where the figure once stood before slowly vanishing. "Huff.. huff.. Whew. That was close aha.." Hearing the sound of something from his right, he would turn in time to see a male fire a weapon, but that was all. His body was nearing it's limits and he was running on fumes. His legs buckled beneath him and he fell to a knee, arm still firmly wrapped to his side. 」™
[Chakra Pool 435/590] | [Shinsetsu]|[Stamina Pool 345/355]|[Info -- Clicky] ╚══════════════════════════╝
"What can be more beautiful than doing a job that puts your soul at risk? That's what it means to be alive! The one thing worse than death is to avert your eyes from it. Look straight at the people you kill. Don't take your eyes off them for a second. And don't ever forget them, because I promise that they won't forget you."
Jutsu Kawarimi no Jutsu [Change of Body Stance Technique] -Rank E
Passives
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
Offensive Style: Artless Draw Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 2:22 pm
The Kurokasa men would follow
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In a moment, the man though he had avenged his friends death, only to see the body poof in smoke, and then the world went dark....
「 Forming handseals, the male would create a cloud and have it directed to his wound. 」™
[Chakra Pool ---/590] | [Shinsetsu]|[Stamina Pool ---/355]|[Info -- Clicky] ╚══════════════════════════╝
"What can be more beautiful than doing a job that puts your soul at risk? That's what it means to be alive! The one thing worse than death is to avert your eyes from it. Look straight at the people you kill. Don't take your eyes off them for a second. And don't ever forget them, because I promise that they won't forget you."
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
Offensive Style: Artless Draw Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
「 Kazama would press the cloud against the wound for a brief healing period. 」™
[Chakra Pool ---/590] | [Shinsetsu]|[Stamina Pool ---/355]|[Info -- Clicky] ╚══════════════════════════╝
"What can be more beautiful than doing a job that puts your soul at risk? That's what it means to be alive! The one thing worse than death is to avert your eyes from it. Look straight at the people you kill. Don't take your eyes off them for a second. And don't ever forget them, because I promise that they won't forget you."
Jutsu Zouge Seppun [ Ivory Kiss ] Rank C The user will assume a comfortable position, loft their hands to a wound, and force their [ Hatsuyuki ] cloud to hover around that area. After a slight amount of preparation (1 post), the Hatsuyuki will be lowered to the wound, and then pressed against it for a brief healing period (1 post). After being removed from the wound, the aches and pains that were there a few moments ago should fade, and any torn skin should now be repaired. Of course, the healing properties of this technique have its limits.
Passives
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
Offensive Style: Artless Draw Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
「 The wound would heal and Kazama would feel no pain. With a sigh, he would form a seal and perform the transformation technique to change his appearance once again before leaving the area. [ exit ] 」™
[Chakra Pool ---/590] | [Shinsetsu]|[Stamina Pool ---/355]|[Info -- Clicky] ╚══════════════════════════╝
"What can be more beautiful than doing a job that puts your soul at risk? That's what it means to be alive! The one thing worse than death is to avert your eyes from it. Look straight at the people you kill. Don't take your eyes off them for a second. And don't ever forget them, because I promise that they won't forget you."
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
Offensive Style: Artless Draw Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 3:58 pm
James Cameron Poe King of The Frozen Sand
Ares came flying in to Kazama at a sprint, and slide quickly down "Chill man, I'm a medic. Clear your arm and let me see the wound and I will patch you enough to get you back to the mansion with the others and get you out of the city. This place is going to come down on your ears."
If He moved Ares would pull the Kunai and other shrapnel out, and then project his advanced healing hands onto the wound. Ares gift at medicine would make it take only a minute or so to fully heal, and even less to have Kazama able to move.
██ ██ ♔ ← ITS ONLY A FIGHT•│█ IF THEY SWING』BACK ! ! xxxxxxxxx(x jae ⇣ ketsueki x)x(x konoha ⇣ gakure x)x(x chakra ⇣ 760 x)x(x rank ⇣ jounin x)
Stretching her arms high above her head, Jae walked on the surface of the churning river that spread out in huge girth from bank to bank. It was an easy practice to carry out now that she was a master at chakra control, more or less. Rotating her left arm, she worked out the kinks. Spars were not something she typically participated in. Simply because you were required to hold punches. It was all or nothing for Jae but in Samuru's case she would make exceptions now and again. Placing her hands on her hips she squared off against Samuru. "We don't have much time so we have to make it quick and nothing that will leave you utterly drained either. You have a match tomorrow." She had a misplaced sense of seriousness about her, one that was short lived for a wide grin formed across her visage. "Think you can beat me now?" She asked him, taunting him as she normally did. Curling her hands into fists she tested out the elasticity and grip in her cropped black gloves. "Whoever loses has to endure the punishment game rules, meaning slave for a day." There was a specific dress she had bought just to dress Samuru in for such an occasion. His fair skin an raven colored locks would make passing him off as a girl a little easier. She was a little more tense now. To Jae a lot of emotions could be passed by trading punches. The last time she had 'traded punches' with Samuru he had barraged her with the equivalent of an emotional volcano. Will today be different? He was not the same boy from before, clearly but looks were deceiving. She was hesitant to find out.
Samuru didn't want to use his knives on Jae so as she walked across the water, he drew both tonfa from their holsters at his side. He nodded quietly as he waited then bent and dropped the tonfa on the ground "Slave for a day....ok." he pulled his jacket off and dropped it before taking the tonfa up again "...whenever you're ready, Jae." he spun the tonfa then lifted them up tightly, holding them up at the level of his cheekbones, eyes darkening as he waited. It wasn't chivalry or politeness that had Samuru letting Jae take the first punch.....he'd never sparred with her before. Curiosity was leading him. He knew nothing about her fighting style.
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██ ██ ♔ ← ITS ONLY A FIGHT•│█ IF THEY SWING』BACK ! ! xxxxxxxxx(x jae ⇣ ketsueki x)x(x konoha ⇣ gakure x)x(x chakra ⇣ 760 x)x(x rank ⇣ jounin x)
Tonfa's? She sized them up briefly. The lay of the land, the speed of the river water, the distance from Samuru, she had it down to a science. The only flip side to having a photogenic memory. You never had to repeat yourself. Her gaze became very steady suddenly, all buoyancy in her personality gone. There were not too many times she became a blank slate but every fight, every spar, was a serious matter to her. A couple of quick hand signals and her clones had joined her, each capable in the own rights. Both strong enough to hold their own.
Eyes narrowing slightly she held out her arm. Bringing her other hand close to her chest she formed a series of single handed hand signals, a rare trait amongst shinobi despite all of the wonders that shinobi themselves were. The water around her stirred, large secular tendrils rising as they remained connected to the source. In a circular motion they surrounded her, large gaps still visible, giving her body an eerie combination of solidity and distortion. Her chakra levels rose, unchecked before she pulled them further into her sphere of control. It was just like her to have a rosy tinged color as her signature. Wild and without form, 'spicy'. Bending at the knees she made eye contact with Samuru briefly before sprinting directly for him at a recklessly fast pace. The clones followed suit, each breaking off to the right and left. The angles from the front were covered, her ploy was already in motion.
Coming to a grinding halt once she was close enough Jae let her 'emotion's' slip. The image of uncertainty and hesitance marred her expression and she threw out her arms at the precise moment when she displayed such things on her face. All an act of course. The water she had controlled shot up before her creating a stationary tidal wave, a wall of water. Jae stood behind it, her reflection mirrored clearly from the side from where she stood. She watched as her clones slipped past the wall and charged Samuru, the right clone tossing shurikens while the left prepared to follow up with action from standard kunai.
Technique used ::: 1] Water Clone Reflection 2] Water's Reflective Illusion Rank of Tech. ::: C + A Chakra Cost ::: 20+ 80 Short description :::
Water Clone Reflection Like a typical clone but based of elemental usage. They are stronger and more capable than typical clones. 1/3 strength, intelligence and adaptability. Etc.
Technique Name: Waters reflective illusion Type: Ninjutsu - Genjutsu Element: Suiton Description: By activating her chakra and and manipulating her Suiton element Jae is able to create an ultimate offensive combination. She activates her Sution element and stirs up the water around her by tossing it up and creates a tidal wave of water that protects her when she is being assaulted straightforwardly. This is just meant as a means of creating a sort of mirrored illusion of herself, a reflection, behind the water. As the person cuts through her wall of water or is distracted by it and her 'reflective self' Jae appears from above them, giving herself a chance to catch them off guard with any type of a follow up she has in her arsenal.
So....suiton. That's one. Samuru solidified his footing as Jae charged him, gripping his weapons more firmly. The clones reached him first as well as the shuriken and he used a single tonfa to cut out at them. The block and counter technique easily knocked some out of the way as he brought his arm out and up in an arch and he dodged the rest. Spinning, he brought his arms back up, waiting for the other clone to reach him, muscles tense. He was strangely subdued, waiting with a patience that he always seemed to carry but that was normally hidden. Samuru's face was empty as well, not phased by Jae's antics with her emotions.
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██ ██ ♔ ← ITS ONLY A FIGHT•│█ IF THEY SWING』BACK ! ! xxxxxxxxx(x jae ⇣ ketsueki x)x(x konoha ⇣ gakure x)x(x chakra ⇣ 760 x)x(x rank ⇣ jounin x)
He easily dodged the shurikens, his reflexes were good. She would be disappointed if he hadn't been able to. If he wasn't going to expend chakra she was going to make it so he had to. Glancing at one of her clones she quickly flitted her gaze over to Samuru. The clone didn't look ecstatic about the indirect implication passed between them but was moving into action. She followed after the clone that was now engaged in direct conflict with Samuru. As her Kunai struck down on Samuru's tonfa, she pulled out another Kunai, a white explosive tag attached to the end of it. Jae, letting the wall of water dissipate, held her hands up before her chest, her activation signal already signed. The tag at the end of her second clones explosive tag went off. It easily destroyed the clone, Jae waiting and ready for Samuru's next move. Already her second clone was following up with another kunai with another tag attached to the end of it. He was fast but was he fast enough?
As he blocked the kunai, lifting his own hard enough to knock the clone off balance, Samuru saw the explosive tag for a second Oh crap. he struck out, kicking off the ground and turning as quickly as he could but the explosion still blew him off his feet and threw the air. He hit the ground on one shoulder, rolled a few times and stumbled to his feet before falling again, coughing. Part of his shirt had been blown away, blisters rising as he tried to clear the ringing from his ears "Ah s**t!" he blinked tears away as he saw the other clone coming up fast, with a second tag. He dropped a tonfa and snapped his wrist, a knife ready and sliding into his hands. Without hesitation, he threw it at the oncoming clone, straight at the head. If the clone didn't veer off, it would take the blade straight between the eyes even as Samuru snatched up his tonfa again and stood. His hair had been blasted as well and was a bit shorter in the back, thrown over his head in a wave as he, finally, went on the offensive. Rushing at the clone if it had escaped the knife.....he went over it in a rather athletic leap that landed him on the other side. Twisting, Samuru slid then raced for Jae directly this time.
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██ ██ ♔ ← ITS ONLY A FIGHT•│█ IF THEY SWING』BACK ! ! xxxxxxxxx(x jae ⇣ ketsueki x)x(x konoha ⇣ gakure x)x(x chakra ⇣ 760 x)x(x rank ⇣ jounin x)
Watching him take a small sliver of the blast from the blast radius, Jae flinched, her hands coming up and the pink haired kunoichi taking a slight step forward as if to go to his aid. Girl, you are the one who threw that. Duh. Spar. Brutal spar. She was fighting him without reserves, which was only fair to her friend but god damn if it didn't hurt her in the heartstrings to watch him get hurt. Don't coddle him...you are not going to baby him. Chastising herself, she brought her hands up, ready to activate the second blast as he dropped a Tonfa and tossed a knife directly at the other clone. The clone could have ducked, she could have tossed the kunai at him or Jae could have activated it before his knife hit her clone but Jae didn't do anything nor did the clone. Instead the clone took the knife, going up in a puff of smoke. Azure gaze flitting over to Samuru's now approaching figure, she switched to one hand, activating her next jutsu. Since she was supplied with an ample amount of water she was going to make use of it.
Water snaked up from the body of water in which they stood over and then traveled up slowly, gaining speed and dimension as it got closer to her outstretched arm. Once it connected to her skin, it surged upward, fed by direct contact the chakra that gave it life and enveloped her arm. It focused it's form over her wrist, creating some sort of clasp there. Tugging back she pulled back and the water stretched dangerously thin and snapped off from the source all at once. Cracking the whip once to the side she used the movement to gain momentum and then struck forward, aimed at Samuru's arm, going for the remaining Tonfa in his possession.
