Retribution...this is not my goal. No, I care not for soaking the world in violence. There has been enough of that.
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"Samuru." it was an automatic response from Samuru when the owl made a whooing noise and he felt a little silly for it. But as the great owl lowered to the top of the wall, Samuru slid down, feet gently touching the gate "Thank-...you." his full weight no longer held by another, he could feel the full damage done to him by the cultists and damn, it hurt! He swallowed it back with a grimace and set about locating his puppets. Samuru had lost the connection to them when he'd started fighting, his strings snapping pretty easily in the chaos. As it was, he had only one good puppet to fight with I didn't get a good look at the damage to Pelleg so Peilli is my only option. spotting his Peilli close to the gate, Samuru pushed his hands together, signing as he focused his chakra to his fingers. The strings exploded out, fighting the air before they attached to Peilli, the puppet jumping to attention then sprinted over the gate as Samuru maneuvered it. Getting a better stance with a wince, he sent Peilli into battle, releasing the gas in the hollow chambers in the chest. The cultists nearby, within three feet, would collapse in a paralytic fog, unable to move or speak. From there Samuru worked Peilli into a defiant fighting stance, releasing the whips from their holds in Peilli's arms. From there, Peilli was a blur of leather snapping and cracking the air, wrapping limbs and pulling unfortunate cultists to the ground.
Kuchiyose Kugutsu: Ichi (One) 10chakra
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I seek only that which was taken from me...not for myself but to prevent it from being taken from others. No more broken families. I will keep the peace for the childhood that never was and the child that did not survive. I will not weep for the world that will not see. I will change it even if blood stains my hands.
『XXXXXFeeling the girl slide around to hook underneath his arms to /extract/ him from the area. As they flew through the air Kansuke gave a soft sigh, briefly hearing the pain in her voice as she spoke. It was quite obvious she was harmed in some way, that added onto the fact that he was quiet heavy himself do to the muscle mass he held, he knew she was struggling slightly to carry him and fly. After a few moments of thought Kansuke spoke over the sound of the cultists and various other things, his cold, empty voice easily cutting through it all. "There is no need, it's quiet obvious you were injured somehow, and whilst I am by no means fat I am rather heavy. This should be fine, I'll head to Noctis from this location." With that said he slipped his arms from her hold, resulting in the male plummeting towards the earth below. Channeling chakra throughout his legs Kansuke flipped through the air, hitting the ground with a loud boom as dirt and stone cracked underneath his feet.
XXXXXCracking his neck loudly Kansuke glanced towards the last place he heard Noctis was at. Bracing his legs against the earth below him the Uchiha took off at a high-speed, sprinting off towards the Midnight forest. He only hoped he could reach his leader in time to help with the Kyuubi, or whomever was there that Noctis was going against. [Exit to; Midnight forest] 』™
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"As long as there is love..there will be hate."
Village: Konohagakure Rank: Jounin First Class: Bukijutsu Second Class: Genjutsu Age: 21
Passive Skills ✘ 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.
✘ 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.
Retribution...this is not my goal. No, I care not for soaking the world in violence. There has been enough of that.
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His body was wearing out even though his chakra hadn't yet failed him. Maintaining the strings and controlling the puppet was wearing at Samuru and his chest was tight and painful from whatever beating he'd taken. He was pretty sure something was broken inside What's the point? he sagged to his knees, still trying to keep hold of Peilli. The puppet had taken a mace to the face and it stuck, forcing the puppet off balance. He stared at the bodies below, watching the wounded simply get up and move off to attack the walls again. When he'd first started fighting, he'd been filled with a righteous anger at the idea that these idiots were trying to attack the village Why do I care? They didn't care... his eyes started to darken, seeming to go from blue to brown then to a dark red of some kind. He closed his eyes and pulled on Peilli, dragging the puppet back to the wall "We should never have come..." he muttered, looking at Jae as she let the other man down. He should have just...gone with her. Below him, Peilli nearly lost his head until he dragged a dredge of energy from within himself. He was so tired of this...all this pointless fighting.
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I seek only that which was taken from me...not for myself but to prevent it from being taken from others. No more broken families. I will keep the peace for the childhood that never was and the child that did not survive. I will not weep for the world that will not see. I will change it even if blood stains my hands.
『 The young Uchiha would keep his surveying gaze on the frey, watching, studying, thinking of what to do. So far it still seemed that the fools still wouldn't give up. Their relentless attacks earning the slightest respect from the male. It would seem that his uncle would head off towards all the commotion in the distance to help with whoever was fighting the Kyuubi. That would be less help here, but that didn't really effect much. The gates were being pretty much kept secure. There would be another shiver that ran down the Uchiha's spine as something happened off in the distance, and the feeling was eerily similar to the explosion from before, however, his attention stayed on the commotion below. Suddenly, the male would be filled with an overwhelming sense of knowledge and memories that signified his clone had done it's purpose, but not to what he really desired. But then again, it might have been best this way. A puppet would rush past him and made it's way to the front lines. "It seems someone is back in the fight." However, that did not last long at all, and after a few good kills, it would seem that the controller had.. given up? Why give up when they were obviously holding their own? Forming the correct seals, the Uchiha would place his palms on the barrier below him once more and surge more chakra into the ground far below before there would be another rumble followed by another barrier that would halt the cultists advance for a while. However, he wasn't done. After forming more seals, the Uchiha would surge more chakra into the same location, but this time a mass of stone spears would erupt from the wall and attempt to shred the army to pieces. Upon standing, Masaru would turn and walk to the back of the barrier and look down, watching as the Sanmiitai male walked over to the wall and slumped against it.. "What's the matter?! Just giving up?! Are you scared or something!? You know, for all that I've heard about you, and how I am suppose to be scared of you, you are turning out to be pretty pathetic! How can you still call yourself a man! You just going to run away and let your mother and sister be slain like your father!? ARE YOU!? I bet he is turning over in his grave!" He would yell down to the man he now deemed scum, looking down upon him with utter disgust like a King to his servants. 』™ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
"Even if you learn the newest technique, it still wont match the skill that oozes from me.."
Village: Konohagakure Rank: Chuunin First Class: Ninjutsu Second Class: Ninjutsu Age: 17
✘Chikyuu no Sandoichi [ Earth's Sandwich, formerly known as 'Earth's Food' ] Rank: A Official Description: The user creates handsigns and then when they activate it, the ground literally opens and swallows the opponent with 2 very large slabs of earth. Once the handsigns are created it can be used anytime and is extremely unpredictable, making it hard to defend against. Guild Description: When the effect is given, the main force will be from the slabs slamming together. If held open past the initial A-ranked force, the jutsu will continue to push with a B-ranked amount until broken or closed. If the environment naturally has two nearly vertical surfaces, the chakra cost is only B-ranked.
✘Doryuusou [ Earthen Rising Spears ] Rank: C Official Description: After forming the needed hand seals, spears of stone will raise from the ground to pierce the target.
Passive Skills ✘Flame Proficiency: Katon [ Fire ] ninjutsu cost [50%] less chakra to perform.
✘Heightened Reflexes: Masaru reaction time is much faster than others.
As the man slipped from her grasp, Jae automatically reached for him. It was a kneejerk reaction and it was a reaction she should not have exercised. She felt a pull and then a horrible sensation of pain numbed her to her very core. Her vision blurred and she fell. Her sense of balance was off and flying was virtually impossible in this stupor. As the ground got closer and closer she closed her eyes tightly. A loud 'wooshing' noise and the cushioning of a feathery body immediately caused her to open her eyes and grab onto whatever she could. She slipped and was lucky Karu's taloned claws gripped her shoulder. It dug into her skin, biting down into her flesh. She cried out slightly but bit down on her lip."It's a death sentence...whooo. To let a fledgling fly before she is ready." He said, his rumbling voice comforting to Jae. "Set me down by Samuru..." Jae instructed, the owl tilting it's wing and flying back toward the gate. As they approached him, she noted he was on his knees. It wasn't his expression that alarmed her it was the color of his eyes. It was a shade she had never seen before. It was a crimson as the color of her blade. Deep, deep red. Karu let her go, Jae landing on her right foot and stumbling forward a bit before she wrapped an arm around her mid section and righted herself. Standing a small distance away from him she simply stared at him, panting. She knew that look. It was a defeated look. The look of someone on the verge of giving up. "Samuru..." She said, her voice lower than usual.
The fatigue in her body was worsening but it was the mental fatigue that seemed to press down on her the most. Was Samuru at the same point she had reached in the forest. Jae reached out to touch him but stopped when she heard the Uchiha's words. Turning her head she looked up at him. Was he trying to egg Samuru on with insulting words? It was the same methods she had tired when she was a child against those who annoyed her. Jae bit back the vile slew of words she wanted to throw at the Uchiha. Instead she looked back to Samuru, her breath even now. "...." She didn't know what to say to him. She didn't know what expression to give him. All she did was look to the ground, before Samuru. I cant give up. I have to get my mother out of here...make it to another day so we can run away together... But was it really going to be that easy. Was this even possible? She was losing hope and faith. Faith that those insane cultists seem to have an abundance of.
Karu landed a short ways away from her, wings outspread. He was waiting for her. Waiting for her to fight. It's what she was here for. What she trained for but Rakuin's words always emerged whenever she was at this crossroads. Her legs moved mechanically, taking Jae to Karu before she paused. The large summons sensed her emotions the closer she got and shut his wings slowly. Jae reached out a hand and placed it on his large chest. Not meeting her summons gaze she fought with the battle inside of her. Jae had dragged Samuru here. Her selfishness. "Leave Samuru. Before it gets worse and you cant." She didn't turn to look at him, Jae's expression blank. The smudges of dirt on her face gave her a haughty look.
Karu Chakra and Stamina : 1325 / 1210
Technique still in effect: Tandokuhikou [ Solo Flight ] Rank : A [6/10]
Retribution...this is not my goal. No, I care not for soaking the world in violence. There has been enough of that.
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His body was throbbing and Masaru's stupid shouting wasn't helping. Samuru looked up at the Uchiha, his dark red eyes meeting the Uchiha's own with undisguised loathing. He breathed deeply and felt the sloshing in his abdomen, knowing for sure that something inside him had ruptured, before he looked back out at the cultists. There seemed no end to them..."I'm not the scary one. Never have been." he muttered, not willing to yell and do more damage to himself. No....he wasn't scary. He'd never thought of himself as scary or threatening or even a danger. That was Raki. His hand trembled as Peilli raced through the cultists, bashing some to the left and right until the puppet made it to the wall just below where Samuru slumped, taking a defensive stand. He knew Jae was nearby but Samuru chose to not look at her right now, not willing to let her see that he was hurt...until...Leave? He kept his gaze out over the fighting but it was dimming. All the light in his face and eyes was dying out, his expression dulling to nothing. So. "I hate when he's right." he said, his voice as expressionless as his face. Jae had seen the color his eyes were before...but it had been nearly a year or more since. Gripping the wall, he pulled himself up to stand at a tilt, his body protesting Rakuin was right. Had it all been a trick? Telling him to leave but not coming along...had she just....lied to him this whole time? They were supposed to go together. He finally looked at Jae and his eyes were so empty they seemed to show the very inside of him "...there isn't any point in that." he replied "I won't make it to a hospital at this rate." He signed carefully and sent another set of chakra strings back over his shoulder and to Pelleg. Reaching the puppet, he pulled it to its feet and brought it sprinting up the gates and to his side. Turning his gaze away from Jae, Samuru stepped right off the side of the gate, dropping to the ground like a stone. A cushion of chakra slowed his descent but he still landed pretty hard, causing him to hesitate with his plan It doesn't matter. he thought as Pelleg landed next to him. Peilli was near as well and with a jerk, he sent them rushing in. The cultists attacked with a vengeance, swarming the puppets with sticks and maces as they fought with swords and whips. Samuru focused on them, bringing one back if he was under threat to deal with it. That worked until one of the cultists got behind him and slammed a stick into his abdomen "Haaagh!" Samuru gave a shout of pain and doubled over, fighting to keep control of Pelleg and Peilli. But both puppets staggered then fell completely as the cultist struck a him on the back, the strings snapping. Both puppets collapsed to the ground by the bodies of the cultists they'd slain and were set upon instantly. The puppets were pulled apart, arms and legs torn from the sockets and thrown as Samuru collapsed to the ground. His weapons were useless at this point. A dozen cultists swarmed him, attacking with feet, fists, sticks and maces, a black swarm that obscured the violence being done. When they finally backed away, drawn off by their fellows, Samuru was lying in a pool of cooling blood. Many of the sticks had been struck at him with such force that they had gone through his body and pinned it to the ground. The back of his head had been caved out by multiple mace blows and gore blended with black hair, his face crushed to the dirt. Bone pierced skin, pale and bright, his arms twisted badly behind him. Then, from the middle of the crowd, a hand thrust up, throwing a cocktail. It landed on Samuru's cold body and burst, flames exploding everywhere and forcing the cultists to scatter with cries of victory.
Kuchiyose Kugutsu: Ichi (One) 10chakra
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I seek only that which was taken from me...not for myself but to prevent it from being taken from others. No more broken families. I will keep the peace for the childhood that never was and the child that did not survive. I will not weep for the world that will not see. I will change it even if blood stains my hands.
It wasn't until she heard him speak of the hospital that she turned to look over her shoulder at him. You hate hospitals why would you... He wasn't okay. He had been hurt much worse than he let on. Jae you are so stupid. She thought to herself, watching him get up and go to the opposite side of the gates. He was injured and weak. "Samuru! Wait!" She called, arm half extended as if she was going to reach for him. Something inside of her tore, as if something had been ripped out of her. It was a weird feeling and made her feel slightly empty. Clenching her fist and jaw she jumped onto Karu's back. "Follow him!" She shouted, Karu lifting into the air and hovering over to the other side. He kept out of range while they searched for him from above. Samuru where are yo- Her heart dropped into her stomach. He was surrounded, being beaten to a pulp. He mouth went try and her ears began to ring. This is some joke right? As the mass moved back, Samuru still in his own blood. He was twisted and battered in angles a person couldn't possible recover from and as if that wasn't enough the explosion of fire that enveloped his body made Jae weak in the knees. It took her a moment to register what she was seeing exactly. Its not real right? He must have created a clone or something right? The broken and scattered pieces of his prized puppets made her think otherwise. Jae shook slightly, the shock setting in. "Let me down Karu..." Her voice was calm despite the growing storm inside of her. "Whoo?! You can't there are too man-" Jae made a hand gesture, dismissing Karu. She fell from a great height, her chakra buffering her fall as she touched ground.
How was it that she still felt so calm. As if she were in a dream almost. Jae watched the flickering flame from where Samuru's body had disappeared under. I should have just begged him to leave with me. Done everything I could to convince him. Tears ran down her face now, Jae not noticing them. A group of cultists reached her then, still empowered by their latest atrocity. One came in close to punch her, Jae moving to the side easily and mechanically. She struck out, punching someone in the stomach to be grabbed from behind. She leaned back and kicked out, striking someone down before her hair was pulled and she was dragged back and off balance. I could have healed him. She thought to herself, realizing her mistake. Her self absorbance and confusion had cost her the one person in her life she couldn't afford to lose. Now. She understood just what Samuru meant to her. A sharp pain in her side momentarily brought her out of her stupor, Jae gritting her teeth as a small knife of some sort was wedged between two of her ribs. Reaching out behind her she utilized her self defense, going for the eyes. Her hair was released and she was able to kick out to her right, knocking her attacker away. Stumbling back she reached for the knife and pulled it out.
Using the blood from the wound she flicked her wrist out, crescent shaped disks flying at the cultists before her. They sliced through her enemies, leaving pieces everywhere. She hated the cultists. She hated the Kyuubi and she hated the world created by the shinobi. Most of all she hated herself right now. She sobbed out, taking a step back and falling on her backside. Placing her face into her bloodied hands she broke down. She didn't want to be here if he wasn't here with her. I'd rather be dead. She closed her eyes tightly and waited for the blow that would end her.
Bloodline Crescent disc [C]
Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 7:37 pm
The clone passed through the gates seeing his shinobi fighting the cultist. He didn't see koan anywhere and went off looking for her in the others parts of the village where fighting was going on.
NoctisShinsetsu ▬Kage ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1170/1170 ▪ Stamina 950/950 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:160/160 ▪ AC:50,000 ▪ Ryo:10070 ▬
[ Feel the power of my will ]
Noctis would be heading in the direction of the gates. He took a different route then when he arrived first looking for Koan. He found a group of cultist who seemed to be gathering near a certain point. Though the real him was low on chakra he abused his speed and appeared between the group. He released a powerful hurricane like kick in between them all. Many were sent flying and others finally noticed who they were dealing with. They began to scatter and run they didn't have too many from their unit left anyways. They would re group and attempt something else. Noctis noticed a fire burning but he couldn't tell who was in it. He noticed Jae laying there on the floor."Jae, why are you here?" He could sense a mix of feeling from her. Sadness, grief, defeated. He was just stopping by waiting for Koan to catch up so they could seal the kyuubi. Back up arrived and medics tended to her, Noctis left and looked for Masuru, but if koan arrived first he wouldn't be able to wait for him.
『 Masaru would watch as the male decided to be useful, making his way to the battlefront and begin fighting again, however what happened he didn't expect. He didn't think Samuru would allow himself to get surrounded again, and this time get so brutally beaten. However, he didn't feel the least bit sad for the male or angry. He went out fighting like all Shinobi should, and he went out with honor. The only real troublesome part would actually be telling Maylee what happened. However, what annoyed him was the fact that Jae was just giving her life away so easily all because she lost someone close to her. Didn't she want to make it even? Shouldn't she desire to kill all of these cultists? It was none of his business however, so he let her do as she wanted. And that was when the Hokage arrived, scattering off the cultists at the gates and seemed to be in search of something. Wait.. if he was here, then who was attending with the demon? The Uchiha would leap his way over to his superior and hesitate for a reason he could not name, "The burning pile over there is Samuru Sanmiitai's body, and it seems that the female known as Jae has given up on all hopes of living sir.." 』™ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
"Even if you learn the newest technique, it still wont match the skill that oozes from me.."
Village: Konohagakure Rank: Chuunin First Class: Ninjutsu Second Class: Ninjutsu Age: 17
Nothing happened, she didn't feel a thing. Maybe death was painless? A voice, distant and unclear, alerted her she wasn't death. Why...not. She didn't want to be here. Not without Samuru. Was this how her mother felt when she had lost her father? So empty, as if her soul had been shredded to pieces and the remaining shell was left to live out the torture of life. She didn't know who had saved her nor cared to acknowledge them nor the people who seemed to suddenly be handling her. She stared out before her, expression void and eyes dulled. The tears on her face continued to fall, the medics mistaking it for the pain of their treatment of her wound. "Let me die. Please. Just leave it." She said, her voice as emotionless as her expression. She looked to one of the medics tending her, grabbing their hands to stop them from what they were doing. Her blood loss has weakened her grip and someone from behind easily removed her grip, holding her hands away. They continued healing Jae, putting her on trauma watch. First chance she had Jae was going to try to self terminate. The medics look to each other, uncertain and wrote her down for suicide watch. One of the medics waved their hand over Jae's face, the pink haired kunoichi sagging forward as her eyes closed.
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Koan Uchiha
￥ Konogakure ￥ Genjutsu Specialist ￥ ￥ Raiton ￥ Katon ￥ ￥ Genin ￥ Two Tomoe Sharingan ￥ ￥ Ryo: 00300 ￥ AC:001150￥ Chakra :565 ￥ ￥ Stamina :125 ￥ As she drew nearer to the gates she couldnt help but see and smell nothing but blood and death. Everywhere she went it was all the same, more blood, more death, granted she didnt really care either way about who had fallen as long as it wasnt one of her fellow Uchiha. Landing near the Hokage and her cousin she smiled up at him and said," Greetings cousin. I trust you were not pushed to hard here ?" Turning to face the destruction in all its glory she couldnt help but blink her sharingan active. Even in its one tomoe state she couldnt help but smile. Seeing the trace chakra that lingered noted without doubt there had been some battle here. Then as if bidden by her own will and desires, the single black tomoe within each eye split as her eyes evolved to their two tomoe state. Her life and death battle with the people inside the village had forced her survival instincts to change. Turning back to the Hokage she said," Im with you sir, whenever your ready."
『 Glancing behind himself, the male would see medics attending to Jae. One seemed to be writing something done and whatever it was, Masaru figured it wasn't good. Maybe mental ward or something of the sort. It was then that a familiar figure could be seen approaching. Masaru got happy for a split second because he thought he had finally found his brother but then realized that it was his cousin. Well, not to say he wasn't happy to see his cousin and that she was safe, but he had been searching for his brother for some time and had still not found him. "Well hello. Good to see you are not harmed." The Uchiha male would return her smile and soft gaze before replying, "Pushed to hard? Not the slightest, however I did expend more chakra than I would have liked because of those two." Masaru would nod down to the burnt corpse and the light haired female being taken away. It was true however; he had spent a lot more chakra that he would of wished too. Now that he thought about it, he probably should of just bathed the land in a sea of flames. Not only would it have been more efficient, but also, less chakra because of his strong Katon affinity. It was then that he noticed a change in the female's eyes. "Ah, so you have awakened? That's good to hear." Even though he was fronting a happy and proud exterior, on the inside, he was slightly ticked that she had managed to awaken before he could. "Ohoho, even progressed further than that hn?" His smile would widen, but on the inside he had raged. It was as if she was mocking him. 』™ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
"Even if you learn the newest technique, it still wont match the skill that oozes from me.."
Village: Konohagakure Rank: Chuunin First Class: Ninjutsu Second Class: Ninjutsu Age: 17
Passive Skills ✘Flame Proficiency: Katon [ Fire ] ninjutsu cost [50%] less chakra to perform.
✘Heightened Reflexes: Masaru reaction time is much faster than others.
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Koan Uchiha
￥ Konogakure ￥ Genjutsu Specialist ￥ ￥ Raiton ￥ Katon ￥ ￥ Genin ￥ Two Tomoe Sharingan ￥ ￥ Ryo: 00300 ￥ AC:001150￥ Chakra :565 ￥ ￥ Stamina :125 ￥ For once Koan was actually smiling. Spending so much time away from other Uchiha had had an effect on her. Hearing his words she quickly followed his nod to the lighter haired female an the burnt remains of a man or well she though it may have been a man at one time. Hearing him speak of her eyes she quickly blushed a bit before her eyes turned back to the bright emerald they normally were. Giving a quick bow to the body as it passed she said," Always will we be called upon to defend the lives of others no matter the cost to ourselves. Sleep well comrade and know that your sacrifice shall not be in vain nor forgotten. Know that we will one day join you upon the other side. " Having said her prayer she looked up at her cousin and said," Forgive the display, no offense or insult intended." She may be an Uchiha and thus by blood better than your average person but with her fathers standing being what it was before his death she was still the Princess of the Uchiha, after all the true heir to the title of clan head had to to be confirmed. Though there were many many going for it.
『 Although it was much of a custom for him, the male gave a bow towards Samuru's burnt corpse when his cousin did out of respect. Her comment about the display had taken the male aback slightly. Why was she apologizing? He wasn't really offended by the display, just more of.. well.. for the lack of a better word, jealous? "Haha.. There is no need to apologize Koan-chan. No foul intentions were taken. So how comes training?" He would change the topic for now as they waited for orders from Noctis. However it may be or seem to others, Masaru wasn't aiming for the throne at all. He didn't care about being Clan Head; it just seemed more of a bother to him. If Koan became appointed to the position, he wouldn't object for it was her's really. 』™ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
"Even if you learn the newest technique, it still wont match the skill that oozes from me.."
Village: Konohagakure Rank: Chuunin First Class: Ninjutsu Second Class: Ninjutsu Age: 17
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