Jun Kimura Genin - Konohagakure - Ninjutsu/Taijutsu - Katon AC = 2,550 - Ryo = 1,700 - Chakra = 275 - Stamina = 225 (195)
Samuru... weird name. Or at least not common. "I was gonna go with Haru to the sparring grounds to help him train, so we might as well do it there." replied Jun, pointing over to the red headed Hyuuga when she had said his name. As far as the sister went, whether she felt any hostility coming from the other could not be told. Jun really wasn't paying attention to her since there was no reason to.
With the place picked, Jun headed to the streets and then in the direction of the sparring grounds. If they followed, they followed, if not then she'd wait for as long as her patience held out before training on her own.
Sparring grounds it was then. Unaware of Jun's thoughts about his name, Muru just nodded then looked at Maylee as the other girl left "See you there...?" he asked before turning and walking into the crowds, unable to take it if she said no.
† Maylee Sanmiitai † |Youngest Sanmiitai Triplet| + Suchīru nobi Akira + "The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."
Maylee looked at her brother as he walked off. She stood in the street for a moment and stared at the hole that was made by Samuru. It felt off. Maylee looked at the boy with easy dirty red eyes before turning on her heels. "Don't just stand there and get left behind." She told him before walking into the crowd and vanishing from site. Heading off to the Sparring grounds to watch her brother have fun.
[exit to sparring grounds]
"Mess with my Onii-chans, and I will burn you alive."
| Chakra Count: 350 / 350 | | Stamina: 175 / 175| | Oracle Raidus: 5yards | | AC: 450 | | Ryo: 0 | | Theme: Into the Fire |
Atteharu would simply listen. A smile on his face, able to tell the irritation he was causing. None the less, he headed towards the sparring area as well.
† Maylee Sanmiitai † |Youngest Sanmiitai Triplet| + Suchīru nobi Akira + "The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."
Maylee sat at the bar and ordered her usual. She'd sit there paying no mind to those that passed or sat next to her. She was trying to block the world out as she thought a few things through. Maylee wanted to talk things over with Samuru. But...he didn't want anything of her. She looked up and thought of returning the favor of pushing him down. Then thought of her dad and the things he said to the three to help them stick together. Maylee tapped her nail against the counter. ...you are siblings, and one day, you'll only have the other two to rely on... She thought and smirked. But Samuru was her favorite brother. Maylee lowered her head and groaned softly. She was pissed at him and she wanted him to feel the same pain as she did. But this wasn't making her the better of the two. She wrapped her arms around her head and sighed. ...I just want to get him alone to talk things out. But it seems like that will never happen if he keeps avoiding or pushing me away... Maylee closed her eyes "What am I gonna do?" She mouthed against the counter top of the stand.
"Mess with my Onii-chans, and I will burn you alive."
| Chakra Count: 350 / 350 | | Stamina: 175 / 175| | Oracle Raidus: 5yards | | AC: 450 | | Ryo: 0 | | Theme: Into the Fire |
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 10:11 pm
「◝⇪ please don't let go hold me tight before your warmth disappears xxxxxxxxoxxxxxxxxxoxxxxxxxxoxxxxxxxxx please don't let go ✧one more time╍ ♡ ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ▷xxxxxxx▷xxxxxxx▷xxxxxxx▷xxxxxxx▷xxxxxx▷xxxxxx▷xxJ a e K e t s u e k i J O U N I N ⇛ K O N O H A G A K U R E ⇛ S A I K E T S U xxxxC H A K R A ┇ 6 1 5
The fresh air did wonder for her disposition and Jae seemed to brighten up in light of being outside. Stretching her arms high above her head, she twirled in a lazy circle once, bouncing on her tip toes as she relished in the feeling. "Nothing but blue sky and good weather!" Well. It wasn't the freshly powdered snow that she missed but despite the total opposite in climates Konoha had fair weather year round. It was a nice substitute. Much better than Sand or Kirigakure. Tossing her arms behind her head and walking in a relaxed position, she moved into step with Samuru, staring at him with her usual icy gaze. In the sunlight her eyes seemed to become more ice blue in color versus the darker blue of indoors. "How are you feeling, Wobbly?" She asked, watching his expression, gestures and movements in order to read the unsaid. Perceptiveness was an art to Jae. She took it seriously. One had to be very observant in order to get a good read.
Getting closer to the shop, her attention shifted, Jae immediately getting distracted. Her stomach growled, the Kunoichi placing her hands over her stomach in order to stop the rumbling. "Ugh. I am so ready for that Ramen. Broth of boiled pork bones, green onions, eggs, ginger, and meat. Oh god. My body is ready." She said aloud, more to herself than anyone else. Opening the door and holding it open for Samuru, she happily took in a huge breath of 'Ramen scent'. This village was one of the best when it came to making Ramen. In her traveling time she had eaten a bunch of different food and knew what to compare it to.
Samuru resisted the urge to roll his eyes Is she ever going to use my name? he thought, keeping his face carefully clean of emotion or thought. He looked up at the sky, narrowing his eyes to look into the light, before raising one shoulder and dropping the other. He felt fine...a frown broke his neutral expression as Jae described the ramen she was going to have. What kind did he want...? Stepping in with an absent nod of thanks to Jae for holding the door, he didn't look around at first, making a line for a table with two chairs in the sun. He had his back to the bar and settled down, still unsure of what ramen he wanted.
† Maylee Sanmiitai † |Youngest Sanmiitai Triplet| + Suchīru nobi Akira + "The finest steel has to go through the hottest fire."
Maylee sat up when the owner called her name. He sat a bowl of ramen in front of her and she thanked him. She knew her eldest brother was inside the shop. With her. The owner looked at Samuru and then back to Maylee. Maylee dazed and not caring, the owner lend over the counter and whispered something to her covering the side of his mouth. "Is everything alright, May? You're normally attached at your brother's hip." Maylee looked at the shop keep. Her face showed nothing but her eyes said everything. The anger, the pain, and the loneliness of not being around him. Her eyes drifted to her bowl. "He doesn't want me around anymore." She chocked on the words as she took up her chopsticks and snapped them apart. The owner inched up and stared at Maylee as she quietly ate her food. He crossed his arms against his chest as he watched the girl eat. At least she had her appetite. "The visions came back, didn't they?" He asked her. Maylee looked at him. The owner was friends with the triplet's dad back in the day. After losing him, Maylee fell into a depression where she would see things of the past. When she was tested, the Ramen Shop owner was there and was told everything about them. Maylee shifted her eyes away from his. "May.""Don't tell, Samuru." She spoke softly. "If he doesn't want me around. Then he doesn't have to know." Maylee gripped her chopsticks. "I don't want to get tested on again." She mumbled. "Maylee, his your brother. Besides Raku, Samuru is all you have.""He doesn't want me." Maylee spoke into her bowl. "Can you just leave it at that. He doesn't want me." Her voice was sharp on the last part making it clear to the owner. The owner sighed and nodded. "Alright, Alright. But you know you can come and talk to me, alright?" Maylee nodded and continued to eat her food. Feeling distant from those around her; pushing them away from her. The room felt dark, Maylee could only focus on herself and Samuru, who was several tables from her. Maylee won't look at his back. The owner would stand there and watch the poor girl eat her ramen. But every now and then would shift his eyes at Samuru. The devotion Maylee had for her brother, was broken, mucked up in some nasty mess and Maylee kept saying 'he doesn't want me'. The owner sighed and looked at Maylee. Who was at this point getting down to nothing but the broth of her ramen. He was worried for these two's relationship.
"Mess with my Onii-chans, and I will burn you alive."
| Chakra Count: 350 / 350 | | Stamina: 175 / 175| | Oracle Raidus: 5yards | | AC: 450 | | Ryo: 0 | | Theme: Into the Fire |
A general feeling tugged at Rakuin, having been lost in family business... It was quite the pain. The usual feeling tugged at him, letting him know that a sibling was present, which was more than important for him. He sighed somewhat, stepping up to a seat beside Maylee, his presence becoming betrayed simply by the ram that kept with him. "Baaa!" announced Tetsu boldly, knowing he was probably the only one a Sanmiitai would never really notice at this point.
"Maylee, how are things?" Raku inquired rather quietly. The public eye always made it difficult for the middle son to interact with either of his siblings, though Maylee was considerably less of an issue. He nodded to the owner of the ramen stand, who turned to begin preparing Rakuin's usual while the boy's shoulder's sagged.
Help me leave behind some... ...Reasons to be missed!
Rank:Jounin
Bloodline: Yukiton [Snow]
Chakra Pool:465
Stamina Pool:355
XXXXX Arriving with a soft sigh Mikoto came to a stop before the ramen shop, his long black hair hanging defiantly in his eyes as he stared blankly at the shop. It had been a long year without eating delicious food like that from this shop..forced instead to eat ration bars and whatever he could catch in the wild. Taking a deep inhale of air the male walked forward, pushing aside the flap of the entrance before striding inside slowly. It felt good to be back in the village after so long, especially considering he'd missed eating his Tonkotsu ramen with sake. Walking over to his usual table the male sat down, waving the waitress down before ordering a large bowl of Tonkotsu ramen, with two bottles of warm sake on the side to drink. The waitress was slowly but surely turning red in the face, embarrassed by the fact that such a good looking man was speaking with her so freely, her embarrassment was sealed when he gave her a heart-warming smile, causing her to scamper off to the kitchen with a bright red face.
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O.O.C:
Active Techniques Used.
Passive Techniques Used
Ittoryu [ One-sword School ] Rank: E :: Sword Style Description: The beginning step in the Power of the Cursed Three, one must master the basics before going on. Gives the user the basic tools needed to become proficent in the unique style of the Cursed Three.
Nitoryu [ Two-Sword School ] Rank: B :: Sword Style Description: The user goes on to practice several basic forms as well as attacks using dual-swords, though they can be on differing length and weight as long as the user is comfortable.
And when you're feeling empty... ...Keep me in your memory!
「 Was it true? The male had revieced word that a man had come into the village with a cold aura just like himself, but also had a similar chakra signature. Was his brother finally back? Kazama would shift his mask to the side of his face and add chakra to his legs, blurring from his rooftop as he hurried to the location he had gotten at HQ. "Please brother.. please be back.." The curtains would flicker about as if something had rapidly move between them. The Shinsetsu male would be standing next to the male whom he called his brother. The mask was back over his face, a kunai in hand held at this man's throat. "Giotto, you are hereby under arrest by Konohagakure's military for abandoning your village. Please, come with me and there will be no reason for you to be hurt.." Kazama would step closer with his left foot and lean down, his mask inches from this man's face. "But first, you could at least buy your Otouto a drink.." Kazama's free hand would rise up, gently grasping the mask that covered his face before sliding it up and to the right, the light of the shop illuminating his face from the shadows cast by that of his mask. 」™
[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."
Help me leave behind some... ...Reasons to be missed!
Rank:Jounin
Bloodline: Yukiton [Snow]
Chakra Pool:465
Stamina Pool:355
XXXXXTilting his head back slightly the black-haired Jounin couldn't help but smirk, feeling a light metal touch softly against his throat. He knew of course that he wasn't actually under arrest, but he couldn't help but give a low chuckle, his silky smooth yet deep voice echoing throughout the ramen shop as he spoke to the man holding the Kunai to his throat. "Ara? I'm afraid I can't do that..you see...if I was taken captive I'd have to break a promise to my father..the promise to take this world by storm as the best swordsman." With that said he gave a soft smile, grabbing his small cup of Sake before tipping it back into his mouth, swallowing it slowly before setting it back upon the table. Releasing a soft sigh of happiness the male finally lifted his hand up, placing his finger gently against the Kunai before pushing it away from his neck. When Kazama leaned in to speak about buying him a drink Mikoto couldn't help but laugh heartily, his silky voice rumbling deep in his chest as he spoke in response to his Otouto.
XXXXX"Is that so Otouto? I'm not sure I should do that..you did just threaten me with a Kunai after all. The first time seeing me in a year and you do it with a Kunai." Giving another laugh the male motioned for Kazama to sit before ordering a second order of sake, this time containing cold Sake as opposed to warm. With that done Mikoto focused entirely on his brother, crossing his arms softly over his chest as he did so. "How have you been Otouto? I see the time hasn't done you too much good..have you lost weight?" Giving a worried glance towards Kazama the Shinsetsu clan heir couldn't help but wonder silently just what being in the Anbu did to a person, considering how underweight Kazama seemed to be after all that time.
O.O.C:
Active Techniques Used.
Passive Techniques Used
Ittoryu [ One-sword School ] Rank: E :: Sword Style Description: The beginning step in the Power of the Cursed Three, one must master the basics before going on. Gives the user the basic tools needed to become proficent in the unique style of the Cursed Three.
Nitoryu [ Two-Sword School ] Rank: B :: Sword Style Description: The user goes on to practice several basic forms as well as attacks using dual-swords, though they can be on differing length and weight as long as the user is comfortable.
And when you're feeling empty... ...Keep me in your memory!
「With a flick of his wrist, the male would flip the kunai around before placing it back in his holster, lips curling into a thin, soft smile. He took the offer to sit down, but upon hearing the question about his weight, his head slumped down and hit the table with a gentle thud. "So much work.. so little time.. it's not fair. Training is getting pushed back and back as time goes on. Right now I think I get about an hour a day at most, it blows." With the arrival of the cold sake however, his mood seemed to cheer up slightly. Sitting back up, he would grab a bottle and pour enough into a cup so that it was almost overflowing. With a fluid motion, Kazama would bring the cup to his lips and tilt his head back, letting the cold liquid flow past his lips and splash upon his tongue before going down his throat. A sigh of relief soon followed and so did the gaze of his dark eyes locking with his brother's. "And it seems that this year did your body good. You seem much more toned than before, it's clearly visible. Dad would be proud yeh?" There it went. The weird wording that the male only let out when he was in a fully comfortable environment, but it contained a slight pout in the tone as it was touching on the previous statement. When the girl from before returned, he motioned for another round. 」™
[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."
Help me leave behind some... ...Reasons to be missed!
Rank:Jounin
Bloodline: Yukiton [Snow]
Chakra Pool:465
Stamina Pool:355
XXXXXGiving a happy laugh Mikoto watched as Kazama slumped down onto the table upon hearing his question. He could understand his younger brothers plight however, considering the fact that he hardly got any time to train or anything else whilst being in the Anbu. Smiling softly when his Otouto tipped back a drink of Sake, before a sigh followed the cup hitting the table again. Laughing once more Mikoto poured himself his warm Sake, tipping the drink back to allow the liquid to pour down his throat, burning it's path as it did so. With that done he began to eat his ramen, breaking apart a set of chopsticks before digging into the bowl. Hearing Kazama's statement he looked up with sombre eyes, staring at his brother before nodding his head and speaking. "I've trained myself for a year straight, whilst eating nothing but ration bars and what little I could hunt for..I'd expect to gain at least some muscle..though I agree..pops would be proud.." Giving a deep sigh the male poured himself yet another cupful of Sake, tipping it back quickly before slamming the cup onto the table with a smile.
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O.O.C:
Active Techniques Used.
Passive Techniques Used
Ittoryu [ One-sword School ] Rank: E :: Sword Style Description: The beginning step in the Power of the Cursed Three, one must master the basics before going on. Gives the user the basic tools needed to become proficent in the unique style of the Cursed Three.
Nitoryu [ Two-Sword School ] Rank: B :: Sword Style Description: The user goes on to practice several basic forms as well as attacks using dual-swords, though they can be on differing length and weight as long as the user is comfortable.
And when you're feeling empty... ...Keep me in your memory!
