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-----тhe Zama no Akuma, State of the Demon, wasn't something I was looking forward to mastering. It was by far the hardest of them to master, and I had no idea how long it would take. While I had seen two Bijuu within the past year now, I hadn't truly ever come face to face with one. The Nibi had been terrifying enough from a distance, watching it wade through the village and leave fiery ruins in its wake. The Sanbi in Kirigakure hadn't been nearly as bad, even though I'd been in direct contact with it. For whatever reason, its power had been divided in the labyrinth dimension, and it was weakened as it was from the Magma Lady that I had fought... Well, attempted to fight. Inka had done most of the work before she vanished. -----That aside, meditation was hard enough for someone like me as it was. And being tired wasn't exactly going to help. Staying awake was going to be a struggle. I sighed inwardly, and let my gaze wander around the room again. "I just hope whatever it takes won't be too extensive. I can only heal so much." That I'd already demonstrated to him during the attack in Kumo. I'd healed some of his wounds after we were forced to run from the UHV soldiers thanks to that idiot Haituro. Looking back at Samuru from the corner of my eye, I scowled at him. "You shouldn't pick at your food. You'll need your strength if we're going to test how much it'll take to get the demon's attention."
«ωιтнσυтғ є α rтнєrє ιs ησc σ υ r α ɢ є»
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r y σ :: 両 5 3 0 0 α c :: 2 0 9 0 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ c н α к r α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 5 0 5 / 5 0 5 ѕ т α м ι η α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 4 8 5 / 4 8 5 т r α η c є • ρ σ ι η т s :: 2 0 / 2 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄
• Improved reflexes [Stage Five; Kiss of Flesh and Steel Mastery] • Improved reflexes [Stage Three; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved agility [Stage Five; Basai Bagua Mastery] • Improved mobility [Basai Bagua: Move as Water - A Rank] • Improved strength [Stage Two; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved perception [Shunkan no Hagane: Sensory Information - B Rank]
• +140 Chakra/ +140 Stamina [Training] • 5 chakra or stamina refunded from bloodline techniques, +20 Chakra/ +20 Stamina [Thoroughbred Discipline] • B-rank Ninjutsu require no hand seals [Mystic Hero Discipline]
• 2 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Personal Attribute] • 3 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Class Reduction] • 2 post reduction to Bloodline [Class Reduction]
Damien walked into the restaurant and walked up the flight of stairs near the door. He was having a crappy day with people in general and he just wanted something to eat, the waitress and Damien pulled out just enough for something small " Um... do you guys have sandwiches? " Damien wasn't too hungry, he was tired more then anything. He had been training every since graduating the academy and having... situations... he just wanted to enjoy this.
[✠]Samuru arched an eyebrow and held his hands up, fingers spreading outward in a surrender "It should only require enough pain to get the attention of the thing." he replied easily enough, his tone carrying as he spoke. As for eating "You can't force someone who hasn't eaten in a month to just start eating, Kaileer. I'd rather keep my food in me so I'll continue to pick." that being said, he again began shredding his dumpling, breaking it into small bits. As he did so, he noticed someone else come into the moderately full eatery "Ah...." he made a noncommital noise towards Kaileer and then nodded his head. The man from the dojo, Damien, Kaileer had said, had just taken a seat. He probably hadn't seen Samuru because his back was to the door and Samuru had no intention of garnering the attention of the rude genin "..." he made a grimace at Kaileer and began eating the bits of his destroyed dumpling.[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
Tao-Benshin
Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 4:46 pm
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-----ι'd never gone more than a day or two without eating, so I couldn't even begin to imagine a month without food. It was hard to go a few hours without something sometimes, but after so long without it, the hunger didn't register anymore. Or at least that's what I'd heard. It's possible to survive a long time without food as long as you have water, but eventually the body would start shutting down. He did have a point though. I was grasping at straws trying to find anything worth saying. -----I looked away again, away from the door, so I missed the new arrival. The sound Samuru made was what alerted me to anything, and I turned to see what he was gesturing to. The spiteful genin from the dojo was apparently done with Kinpaku already. Or he'd just skipped out, and pretended like he was going to follow my suggestion. Whatever. I'd done the task I was given. Whether or not he followed it was his own choice. I returned Samuru's look and leaned back in the seat, flinching when the blades across my back clanked against the seat. The goal was not to get the genin's attention, but I wasn't exactly inconspicuous carrying these things around. For about the tenth time, I regretted at the very least no stopping at my apartment to drop them of. I'd had them on me for so long the thought never occurred to me. Folding my hands behind my head, I looked up at the ceiling, and spoke soft enough for only Samuru to hear. "He said he doesn't do favors. Well... I think he's in the wrong job then. Especially because he's a medic apparently..."
«ωιтнσυтғ є α rтнєrє ιs ησc σ υ r α ɢ є»
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r y σ :: 両 5 3 0 0 α c :: 2 0 9 0 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ c н α к r α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 5 0 5 / 5 0 5 ѕ т α м ι η α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 4 8 5 / 4 8 5 т r α η c є • ρ σ ι η т s :: 2 0 / 2 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄
• Improved reflexes [Stage Five; Kiss of Flesh and Steel Mastery] • Improved reflexes [Stage Three; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved agility [Stage Five; Basai Bagua Mastery] • Improved mobility [Basai Bagua: Move as Water - A Rank] • Improved strength [Stage Two; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved perception [Shunkan no Hagane: Sensory Information - B Rank]
• +140 Chakra/ +140 Stamina [Training] • 5 chakra or stamina refunded from bloodline techniques, +20 Chakra/ +20 Stamina [Thoroughbred Discipline] • B-rank Ninjutsu require no hand seals [Mystic Hero Discipline]
• 2 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Personal Attribute] • 3 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Class Reduction] • 2 post reduction to Bloodline [Class Reduction]
[✠]Samuru made a noncommittal grunt, shoving some of the dumpling into his mouth to keep from making a comment. Considering that even at his most antisocial, he'd made an effort if someone needed help....it was certainly not how he thought a shinobi should act. It was part of the reason he'd broken away from his home in the first place...shinobi were supposed to work in teams. The only ones who acted alone were the elite Anbu and Onin because it was required of them. And to not care about the those around him "Haituro." he said around a mouthful, indicating the shared brutality of what acting alone without thinking of others could do. The aforementioned one had almost gotten both Kaileer and himself killed because he thought he was doing the right thing without thinking about it. He shook his head with a sigh through his nose and took another dumpling, swallowing his mouthful "Go home, Kaileer. I'm not going to be done for a few hours at least. I'll find you when I need you...and I won't go anywhere I'm not....prepared to go." the reminder of Jae stung like a needle of ice through his stomach and Samuru ran a finger around the plate for a moment "Go on. I'll find you later."[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
Tao-Benshin
Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 6:14 pm
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-----ι looked back at Samuru in slight surprise. Was it that obvious I was struggling? Neither of us were exactly social people, but still. I felt bad just leaving him there. At least we were on the same wavelength about Haituro. Not that I wanted to find the man, but the last I'd heard from him was when we rebuilt the gates. He'd vanished instead of returning to the office with us. -----I wasn't going to complain either about being told to leave. It would give me a chance to sleep and then figure out the State of the Demon. But I needed to avoid Jae for the time being, and hopefully Samuru would too. "If you're sure. I need some sleep anyway, then I'll probably be at the dojo for quite a while." Pushing myself up to my feet, I glanced Damien's direction again, then threw Samuru a sideways grin. "Don't get in too much trouble." Pushing the chair in, I waved a goodbye to the jounin before heading out of the building.
[Exits]
«ωιтнσυтғ є α rтнєrє ιs ησc σ υ r α ɢ є»
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r y σ :: 両 5 3 0 0 α c :: 2 0 9 0 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄ c н α к r α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 5 0 5 / 5 0 5 ѕ т α м ι η α • ρ σ σ ℓ :: 4 8 5 / 4 8 5 т r α η c є • ρ σ ι η т s :: 2 0 / 2 0 ┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄
• Improved reflexes [Stage Five; Kiss of Flesh and Steel Mastery] • Improved reflexes [Stage Three; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved agility [Stage Five; Basai Bagua Mastery] • Improved mobility [Basai Bagua: Move as Water - A Rank] • Improved strength [Stage Two; Tame Za Kyokudo Mastery] • Improved perception [Shunkan no Hagane: Sensory Information - B Rank]
• +140 Chakra/ +140 Stamina [Training] • 5 chakra or stamina refunded from bloodline techniques, +20 Chakra/ +20 Stamina [Thoroughbred Discipline] • B-rank Ninjutsu require no hand seals [Mystic Hero Discipline]
• 2 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Personal Attribute] • 3 post reduction to Bukijutsu [Class Reduction] • 2 post reduction to Bloodline [Class Reduction]
The food arrived and Damien was happy that he was able to afford just a little food, he was havign a rough day and he just wanted some food. He took a bite and it seemed like the best sandwich in the world, he was vegetarian... and it was made just perfectly. He chewed and looked around, he realized that there was the man that he grew a disdain for. He suddenly grew no appetite and wrapped his sandwich in a napkin, he was over it and knew that he would have to grow stronger before he was any kind of match for the man. He ascended the stairs and looked at him, he wanted the man to know that he was there with a simple look. He decided that it was best that he just made his way to the Kage Office
[✠]Chewing his dumpling slowly, Samuru returned Damien's parting stare with a passive disinterest. The boy was a moron if he thought he mattered a whit or that Samuru even cared. His enemies were numerous and worse than anything that Damien could possibly become ...I miss Raki. he thought, suddenly mournful. Damien had nothing on evil stares when compared to Samuru's twin brother ...gods, I ache... his head clunked down onto the table, the ache rising through his chest and spreading into his whole body. Most of it was from the previous panic attack and the anxiety of knowing Jae was in the village and aware of him...but it was also something he hadn't expected: home sickness. Not for Konoha but for the familiar streets and faces, for Raki, May and Sae...for his mother. Samuru closed his eyes and let his head fall to the side, opening his eyes to look at his empty plate ...."...haaa..." After a moment, he shoved off the table "Screw it. I'm getting out of here." he left money on the table and left. ((Exits))[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
[✠]Samuru entered the Edible Creations 2 in relative silence, his bare feet avoiding any broken glasses and plates and food on the floor. He made his way to a table and sat carefully, pulling into himself as he slipped his hands into his vest pockets. He'd wait for Myurai to sit before doing anything else but mentally, he was arguing Seriously? What? Back in business with this pompous creep who makes the Konoha leadership look pious. We need food and for that we need money. For now, we stay in business with him. We can't even use weapons anymore! And whose fault is that? Yours. Not even close. You suck. Amiti, you deprived us of what we could really do. I am making sure we can actually use it all. Samuru focused on the wood of the table, waiting.[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
The sounds of crunching glass preceded Myurai as he entered the building with a sigh. So much of the city had been destroyed and yet, despite having the resources, the manpower was absent to repair the village quickly. Taking his seat across from Samuru he brushed his hair back and began,"So what would you like to know? As I said I will tell you all I know in regards to the state of things for the business." The only significant changes were those in relations to the creation, leadership, and managing of the trade fleet.
[✠]He watched Myurai sit, his expression one of tested distrust. As one of the waitress came over, setting glasses of water on their table, Samuru flexed his hands "What has changed?" he asked finally. He hadn't noticed anyone he knew when he left the office and still, it felt like he had missed something. His hands trailed over to the glass of water and he used a finger to push on it, gently pushing it nearly to tipping point before letting it come back "Why are you making a fleet? What point is it to you to have one?"He told us this already. He told YOU this and YOU forgot......Stupid Amiti. he continued to push the glass, seeming to be rather enamored with the motion of the water Will the Hime be working with us, ask him that. Who is the Hime? The female Myurai. There is a female Myurai? Yes. What is her name?...You don't remember that either. Shut up. Stupid Amiti."I'm curious about who will remain working at the emporium if you are leading this fleet of yours."[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
Rubbed his forehead a bit as he began,"You will, along with my siblings if they ever turn up, though you will carry the most pull over them as your words will be treated as my own when I am not there. As for why I am building a fleet, I do not wish to be a shinobi my entire life. I would like to retire while I am still alive to enjoy doing so. In addition to that the fleet will provide security against the Uhv and prevent them from launching a naval invasion of the country. Well that is so long as the boy kage does not mistake my fleet for his own."
[✠]Samuru sighed at the thought of dealing with siblings, plural. He did not like crowds...and he had desires of his own to meet. As for retiring...he looked at Myurai with an appraising expression, though what he was thinking was unclear. Retire? Somehow, the idea of a shinobi retiring did not make any sense Retirement is another word for death. this time he didn't rebuff Amiti, a small feeling of agreement answering the silent comment. He continued tilting the glass but stopped, suddenly and with abruptness at Myurai's last comment. The glass slowly continued its tip until it fell over and water spilled across the table, sliding off the uneven top between the two to spill onto the floor "Do not call him that." the words weren't strange, a weird authority spilling out of his voice as Samuru did nothing about the water even as it slowly dripped onto his knee "If you were fit, perhaps you would have been Kage instead. But you do too much. You would not sit still long enough to be a Kage, not even for a day." slowly, he reached out and righted the cup as one of the waitresses threw a towel on the puddle on the floor "You want to retire? Kages rarely survive their chair and they do not retire. Kaileer will likely die as Kage."He will not like that. I don't care, Amiti. Neither do I but there is no point poking an irrational bear. He is not a bear. No? Samuru tilted his head, once more appraising Myurai No."Why do you dislike him?" he asked putting both hands around the cup and slowly starting to spin it. While Myurai might be happy that Samuru was not acting like he had before, his behavior was peculiar, even for him. He was like a small child with a deadly intention. A child with a knife. As he rotated the glass, spinning it between his palms, his blue/brown eyes seemed unfocused, watching and not watching the glass spin Why did you allow him to gain over us, Amiti? A means to an end, like you did when you put us back in with him. What good will he be to us if he is never here? He is an ally. No, he is a leash. HA! He is a long leash, yes, but he is a leash....you did not see it? No. Stupid Amiti...yes. Its ok. It is? Yes. Why? Because he who does not hold the leash tightly can be strangled by it. he turned the cup upside down and began turning it around its rim, waiting for Myurai to answer.[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
That question, it was one he had asked himself many times before and yet each time he has meditated on it he had come to a different answer. With a sigh he ordered a bottle of sake and quickly paid the girl upon her delivery. Taking the stopper off he he took a long drink from it before setting it back down," Ive said it before and I will say it again. I am no leader of men, I am not a kage because I do not wish to be one. I do not possess that quality that makes men follow you into hell. I am better off with numbers and steel than a chair." Taking another swallow of the sake he continued,"Samuru I dont hate the man despite appearances. Its his actions that I hate, since he took the position he has limited my freedoms and operational independence significantly. Under Kinpaku I had the freedom to act as I saw fit and the authority to act in the best interests of the village. Now it seems that I cannot even give orders to my anbu without his say so. At the end of the day I do not like him because I do not trust him, nor does he trust me. Despite my service record he still does not trust me to act as I deem fit yet has no problems calling upon the power that I wield. Ive tried to teach him what he needs to know and be able to do as a kage yet he ignores me. He needs to learn that men will not bow simply because he commands it. Something you should understand. Hes let his position go to his head simply put." Every word that slipped from his lips was the pure and honest truth. For reasons he did not know samuru was one of the only people he spoke with clear honesty with.
[✠]Samuru listened patiently and, at the end, he set the glass down so it sat on its top. I see sin and name them Greed and Gluttony. Amiti's dry comment was unhelpful. He was already well aware of those characteristics that Myurai had displayed. Perhaps Myurai was simply dense when he called it goodwill and honor "Freedom? I name it neglect. Kinpaku neglected her duty and rights as your sovereign to regulate your actions." he said softly "And then she neglected to give due warning when she PLACED Kaileer in charge. He did not take the leadership through any want or desire of his own. But he has it now." he again began tipping the glass, pressing his finger into the bottom of the glass as he spun it on its edge. Internally, Amiti had started up a heavy chuckle and Samuru kept his silence for a moment "You call him Boy Kage but expect him to react and think like a seasoned man. He and I are not so far off in age and I suspect he has less experience than I. But even I would not want what he has now." he started to tip the glass to the left, letting it fall again.
Its soft thump on the wooden table was muted as Samuru let out a sigh "You are no leader of men? Then give up your seat as a leader of the Anbu. Stop your business that relies on others to take orders from you. Give up your fleet you have so carefully cultivated because you cannot sail it by yourself." he tilted his head to the left and looked at Myurai with an eery sharpness in his eyes. There was nothing there. Just an empty, angry gaze with another angrier gaze behind it. Two beings judged Myurai now and they found him....less "Become a merchant, answer to no one. But you will not, will you? You find your power too tasty."Greedy mouth, filling, filling, filling. Amiti's words hissed as Samuru continued "You have a record? What is paper? Words and more words. Serve by him and gain the respect you both desire from each other. Accept that he is not Kinpaku and you, not he, must change for he has the power to dispel you with words and warriors. For they are not your Anbu." he rolled his neck and let his head drop back, looking at the ceiling as he contemplated the woods and whirls in the ceiling.
"He has not had his position long enough for it to even reach his toes. As for if I understand, I do not. You see, we bow to no creature. Man, woman or beast. We will bow to the end and nothing else." We? That was different. As he continued his upward gaze, Samuru didn't speak for some time. Stretched as he was, the bones of his neck and collar were revealed, depicting a thinness that was becoming dangerous. And even though he'd claimed to be hungry, he had not yet ordered any food. "You are a weapon too, Myurai, and will be until you claim your 'retirement'. And there is a fork on the ceiling."Really? Yes. How did it get up there? I don't know. Perhaps the giant put it there. lifting his head again, his hair fell all over his face in a mess as he slightly slumped to watch Myurai "Why do you presume I would understand? You and I are nothing alike except that we are different weapons."[✠]
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.] [✠]
