NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1240/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:102300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Discoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Lucius sat and smiled at the two and they decided who was going to be sitting where. He ignored all emotions or looks from the two as if he didn't even notice them. He looked out the window next to him watching the crowd walk around all so busy with their own lives. Not caring or noticing what the UHV was really up to."So you two are ninja right? I've only seen UHV soldiers a handful of times and most wear that armor stuff right? Why don't you guys wear it as well?" A waiter came and left some bread on the table for them to snack on. Lucius reached for some bread to try it. It was really good his face lit up a little just eating the food. Could this idiot really be so dangerous?
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
Acting casually, Oto's Goon Squad walked through the front door, waving at one of the cooks, the waiting staff, and the current non-military patrons. As the civilians paid for their meals and departed, the wait staff went to go pick up the their next orders from within the closed off kitchen. The head Goon, actually named 'Goon', moved his cigar from the right to his left, and then spat it down onto an ash tray for later. "I ain't got time for this," he spoke to the second in charge, Frankie. Unlike Goon--who was almost as tall as the ceiling when standing tall--Frankie was shorter than average, and barely came up over the restaurant's bench seats' maximum height. "Yeah Boss, yeah Boss." In total, not counting Goon and Frankie, four more folks aside from Ydar and company still occupied the main room. Grunting once more, Goon looked outside as a carrier bird swooped by a nearby window. "Better get on with it while there's still daylight left," Goon sighed, picking up a bar stool.
xx||♫||→ Ydarihan Malakzdar → ||♫||xxxx xxRank :: Genin // Village :: Otogakure no Satoxxxx
Chakra Pool :: 0, 305||0, 305______AC :: 00,000 Stamina Pool :: 0, 295||0, 295______Ryo :: 0,000
----- [ A ] n annoying, yet intriguing, decision left Ydar scooting into the inside of the table, putting his mobility at a severely low level. Of course, given that he hoped to avoid any amount of conflict that would end up requiring more...exotic means of survival, he supposed it was for the best. Sitting with a flush of the cheeks in supposed embarrassment, the young boy slunk into the corner as far as he could, hoping to avoid physical contact with the female as if he knew not how to handle them. Stupid though it would seem, it was typical of male adolescents his age, and he could only portray the same facade he always had by continuing the charade. Sighing mentally, his hands shaking ever so slightly in obvious nervousness, he reached out to snatch the menus placed purposefully where it was easiest to peruse without being rude. A small amount of amusement came to his mind at the small gesture, as he knew it came from the oddly reserved Japanese culture that Otogakure personified to an even stranger level. -----Such thoughts were pushed from his mind as Lucius began his interrogation. That it was an interrogation was clear, though framed to be polite discussion between a visiting foreigner and a common member of the village's budding defense. Still, as inept and foolish as his persona was want to be, even Ydar couldn't feign not knowing the answers to his questions. Annoying, to say the least, but he felt nothing of the sort at he answered with rosey cheeks making their presence known quite well. "U-um, well...you see, the United Hidden Villages do not exactly like our presence, despite their allowance of our training regiments. As such, we are not gifted with this technology, nor allowed to know their inner workings, until we have proven ourselves as loyal, obedient members of society." Yes, complete truth as the children were taught in the academy. It allowed him a reprieve for his Code, but only thus. To help with the believability of the story, Ydarihan augmented his voice, giving it the tone of one who was quoting some sort of text from a well known rulebook. Speaking from rote, as it were. -----Yet this came to an end as the others in the building began rising and leaving, though apparently only in a vague attempt at being discreet. In fact, only military trained individuals or those adept as espionage would have recognized it immediately for what it was: a retreat. This group was expecting a fight, that much was certain, yet he did not ready himself. There was no need. If his life was in danger he could defend himself against any enemy, but what he worried most for was the collateral. The damage, if this person across from him was as strong as he seemed, would unlikely be kept to a minimum. And while he felt the presence of recognizable individuals enter the room, he did not turn. No, for Ydar's persona wouldn't notice. In fact, he simply waited with bated breath for Lucius to answer, as if he were the most important person in the world. As if he had found someone to look up to. -----
Cherish shot a cold look at the man but her face softened after a moment. She sighed after Ydar finished explaining but had some corrections to make herself. "While zis is true of Ydar and the other ninja in zis village; I myself am not a ninja. I dont have a headband and do not intend on getting one. My family however can manipulate chakra very well and our arts make us assests to zese villages of yours. I am still frowned upon but I am tolerated because Im typically more of a pacifist than not. They think so anyway." She said with a shrug, sitting on the outside of the bench with her legs hanging over the outside edge. Her fell on the approaching duo; specificly the one with the barstool. She actually didnt recognize them and her eyes dared him to try while locked in his. However she did not move.
NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1240/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:102300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Discoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Lucius sat smiling as Ydar responded to his question, though his response was so scripted it was if he ripped the words right out of a textbook. It was a little too perfect, Only the insanely devout or those pretending to be would usually be like that. And he's ran into his fair share of devotees. But even with those words they helped. If they allowed them to continue with their training then they needed to have places that allowed the shinobi to use jutsu. At the moment Lucius was merely filling himself to ease the unending sensation in the pit of his stomach. This truly was a hellish place,it was almost as if a peace of him was missing. This was the sensation of when he couldn't use his chakra. Of course, none of this translated to his expression. He had grown accustomed to the feeling at this point but he still didn't like it. Though his interest peaked when Cherish spoke and said she wasn't a ninja of this village. So is she in the same situation as him? Oto really is pretty pathetic, this is who they send in the keep an eye on him? He could probably kill these two in the blink of an eye. They were in such close proximity and the table loomed over their bodies that in the event of an attack it would be difficult to pull weapons out because of the table."Hmm I see Cherry, question though if you aren't a ninja, and you are not part of the military why do you stay here? Why doesn't your family find a place that will respect them more? I've been all over the land with my wares I'm sure some place would treat your family much better." he inquired to her. He didn't need to look over to see the people beginning to exit once a pair walked in, well as long as they didn't bother them they had no reason to come over there right? At this point he doubted these kids could even handle a teddy bear in combat. But after he finished his question to Cherish he looked over at Ydar."what do you think Yoda?"
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
As the folks in the corner chattered on, Goon walked down the aisle towards them, his hulking form blotting out some of the far lights on the wall. Frankie, however, only merely had to bend over to become unseen, his small stature working to his advantage against the heights of the ye olde diner benches. "Move," Goon commanded only once, before raking the bar stool across the unshattering windows behind and above the Oto residents' heads, gathering more than just steam as it meteored to Lucius's chest. The bar part of the stool was horizontal, with the seat vertical, stretching from one side of Lucius to his other. The other 4 patrons all rose upon seeing the action begin, drawing their kunai launchers.
NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1240/1240 ▪ Stamina 930/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:102300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Discoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
As he waited for the two to respond, it looked like they finally were making their move. The people who didn't leave were in critical locations in the restaurant effectively surrounding him. The imp had vanished from his sight, probably crouching somewhere. And the large one was heading towards them. Lucius reached over for a side plate the waiter had left then grabbed the ketchup bottle and put some on the plate. He did this with all the condiments and spices and mixed it all together. He then dipped a piece of bread in the mixture.Before he could eat he then sighed, it was heavy as if burdened by the entire world."Sorry Jae, maybe next time."He thought to himself as he reached for a toothpick before the man arrived and picked his teeth before letting it rest on his lips. If the kids get in his way he'd probably have to kill them. But unless they directly opposed him he wouldn't hurt them. As the goon reached them he already had everything prepared. He smiled at the goons order."Did your mother teach you any manners?"As the stool raked against the windows Lucius would then grab the diner table and rip it off its hinges flipping the table and all its condiments which Lucius had unscrewed the top off of while he was making the mixture. Thus, pepper powder, salt, black pepper, ketchup sauce and his mixture went flying towards the two genin. Some pepper powder in their eyes wouldn't hurt them too badly. Noctis spit his toothpick straight at the larger goons eye on the side he was attacking with, he would either reduce power to his attack without thinking to revert some power to block that's if he saw his attack in the first place which he doubted this distraction probably made him close his eyes to block any particles. He would most likely reduce power in his own attack unknowingly. If he recovered quickly enough his opening eyes would be met with the toothpick he shot at him. If he did block with his other it he would have to extended it across his face blocking his vision. His opposite hand with reach out and catch the incoming attack if it succeeded it would seem effortless. This all happened rather quickly, first the distraction of spices flying through the air. Followied up by a toothpick barreling toward his eyes, and him standing from his crossed legged position and pulling the stool closer towards him pulling him towards the goon and the goon towards him. His other hand not holding the bar stool would already prepped to deliver a elbow strike to his head. Which would be the jaw area. He wanted to snap the goons head back and cause a blackout. He didn't know how much power to put into each attack. He didn't want to use to much and overkill him. If the goon did block his toothpick attack with his other hand he wouldn't see Lucius elbow attacking coming because his massive arms and hands would be blocking his sight. But luckily his jaw would still be clearly exposed if he was protecting his eyes. The others began to move in too, they wouldn't fire their weapons with the goon here. They probably didn't care about the genin though. But he still had to be wary of the genin. The spices and table wait on them should keep them distracted enough. He wondered how the boy would react, was he then idiot everyone imagined? Or an idiot he imagined for them? Though his position still gave him a tactical sight advantage. In the corner the imp couldn't sneak up on him from anywhere but in front or the windows next to him. But he didn't want to stay and find out. He charged the windows and shattered them with a side tackle as he would land outside.
Toothpick Spit C rank -Offensive Activation -1
Hyoushi Tentou Rank: X :: Simple B rank Stamina. Treated as Complex VS Formless bar Stool Attack. Used as defensive counter. Defensive Activation -1
Tokken [ Tackle Charge ] Rank: X :: Simple D rank Offensive Activation -1
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
xx||♫||→ Ydarihan Malakzdar → ||♫||xxxx xxRank :: Genin // Village :: Otogakure no Satoxxxx
Chakra Pool :: 0, 305||0, 305______AC :: 00,000 Stamina Pool :: 0, 295||0, 295______Ryo :: 0,000
----- [ S ] trange that Lucius seemed so intent on making the condiment version of utter bullshit instead making ready for the fight, or paying more attention to the names of his cover. The name, Yoda, was not the first of its like that he had come across in his three years of residency within this village. Nor, in fact, within the village itself, for the United Hidden Villages soldiers tended to use such nicknames for him as well. Odd, to think that so many found it better to give insult by overwriting a name-day honorific than to learn to pronounce it properly. Eyeing the older male behind a facade of innocence, Ydarihan knew that the questions and insults were nothing but a distraction, as was the condiment mix upon the table, and so he let the insult slide. Still, there was the small matter of his act, which required him to at least attempt a response to the foolish nickname the male had so rudely given. -----However, before more than a scrunched up expression and the widening of his eyes in confused outrage could pass as a response, the genin felt a disturbance to his side. The clunking of thick boots, obviously augmented with some sort of weighted material, carried further than a normal sized persons would have otherwise. Large stature, obviously. Squeaking of wooden leggings on wooden floorboards, given the average distance between sitting arrangements, meant the man was also large. Thudding, the skidding of further wooden furnishings that cut off rapidly, along with a weighted presence in the air? Lifting of a stool or chair for physical attack. Smart, but it meant the man was a thug, little more, which also gave the young man the impression that this table was about to become a rather convenient battleground. Thugs fought handily, brutishly, and given the general reaction from the UHV troops towards chakra users like Ydarihan and Cherish, it was likely they would have literal reservation about using them as collateral damage to defeat, or capture, this figure. Cold and dispassionate as the feeling was, he allowed no emotion to cloud his wits as he considered the options at hand. -----Table: easy enough to hide beneath, but moving without the brute coming their way inciting the aggression first? It would reveal his awareness to be at a level he actively pretended to have otherwise. Too, hiding and allowing Cherish to be struck would be against his Code, and that meant impossible. Could, perhaps, he offer to fetch more condiments for the male? A strong possibility for success, as it would grant him the ability to see the incoming threat, yet it rose the conundrum of what he would do at such a point. The persona presented to the village at large was one of a useless, kind-hearted bumpkin. Would such a figure truly not stand in the way? Respect for his superiors, and fear of their overlords, could be used to temper any strong reaction. Stuttering, nervous sweat, shifty eyes to look for a getaway? Possible, but then, if Cherish was as blind as Ydarihan pretended to be it still left her in harms' way. Worse, there was the possibility that Lucius was harmless, but given his guarded reactions as the tone of his questioning it was clear the vagabond was here for intel, though what exactly it was would likely remain buried if his life were to end here. -----There was still the possibility, however, of him assisting the stranger in some way. Likely as it stood such actions could easily be dismissed as his sheer lack of attention, but it might well put him in the line of sight of superiors looking to dispel any suspicions. Given his immediate intentions, such a response would warrant the pushing back of plans that he simply couldn't risk being delayed. A conundrum, but one met with cold neutrality, to better control the admiration and the light blush of one who did not appreciate being confused. -----Eyeing the condiments, he decided to take the chance and go for the second option. Turning with shifted, and confused, eyes the genin looked around for a waiter while explaining his purpose. "Um...I am certain they know how to make your...sauce?....for you, Lucius! Here, let me get someon-" Mouth open in shock, and mild fear, Ydar allowed his persona to flourish as his eyes met that of the Goon's. Given his rather lackadaisical approach to the situation it was clear that this newcomer was underestimating his opponent, or overestimating his on abilities. Neither mattered, given the way he was even then brandishing the massive stool, and in fact the Genin would leap into action even as the barstool came down. -----Releasing a controlled yelp of surprise, both at the giant's approach and the other four with their kunai launchers he had not noticed, Ydar threw himself over Cherish in a vain attempt at "white knighting", covering her even as the condiments showered down upon them from the flipped table. As the table came down upon them the young Justicar pulled upon the reserves of his own physical body and called forth the Manus Ìustitiae, invisible tendrils made up of the celestial energy within his small form. They were undetectable limbs that flowed out from his back, creating a micro-thin layer of protection over his body that kept the weight of the table from slamming down upon him. Still, he felt the exertion the same as he would were it his own hands holding it, for in a strange way they were, and as such he grunted with the effort in a way that was in accordance with the position he was in. Looking down at the girl below him, the flush of blood to his face both one of a blush and exertion, Ydarihan growled deep in his throat and remained where he was, though the words "Sorry!" yelped out between breaths to assert the same shy, youthful boy he was intending to display.
Cherish was going to stand and help but before she could she found chaos to be in the way. Between the bar stool being swung, the person throwing the very table they were at and herself being covered by yda in her entirety she was forced onto her side. Instead of struggle; her hands moved a small loop of leather over the hilt of her estoc. Commonly known as a peace tie, it wouldnt allow for it to be drawn without breaking the chord now. She had turned red at this point and let out a small squeak of suprise and embarrassment. Her mind looked over what she knew about this particular culture and found that usually the females of japanese society over reacted to someone protecting them in this manner. The weight on her back was actually somewhat comfortable. His sword was digging into the back of her leg. At least; she thought it was his sword. Her face flushed a little bit, she burried her eyes into the cushion of the bench to hide it.
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Already well into the swing, the Goon's hat was the only available piece of equipment that stood between certain eye poking pleasures, and the future of the young man wanting to be attacked. Dipping the rough hat down, the toothpick would firmly make its way into being the large man's next accessory, pinning the hat to his eyebrow. Continuing over Ydar and Cherish's heads, the windows refused to give way before the stool smashed its way through the table. Losing some of its strength due to the clash, it still had enough ability to connect with Lucius. Staggering back now, with the table rendered ineffective from the initial strength test gauge-style attack, the Goon put up his condimented fists. The small sidekick was still not visible, but perhaps this was more due to Goon not needing his backup quite yet. The others, all 4, fired 2-3 rounds from their kunai launchers as Lucius made for the clearly unbroken windows. It was a charge denied, as he would bounce harshly off them. Clearly, this was a military establishment, even if it was a restaurant. (please allow for smaller reaction times, as long, long set-up posts can be interrupted by attacks)
NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1180/1240 ▪ Stamina 940/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:102300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Discoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Well, that escalated quickly. Lucius had hoped he'd be getting through this situation a little easier. His counter was overtaken surprisingly as if this guy really wanted to harm him. The stool struck him on the side with quite alot of force. Luckily nothing seemed to be broken but it hurt like hell. He needed to get out quick and he noticed the windows and tried to break through. But for some reason this establishment that was built before the UHV took over was reinforced to handle jutsu. Meaning the UHV wasted a ton of resources to fortify everything in the village. He hit the window at bounced off. Kunai began to fly by him as he fell and landed on top of genin. He kept his head down behind the fortified seating compliments of the UHV fortification division. The seating gave just enough protection. When the launched ceased he began to move lifting himself up off the genin."Sorry bud, for the weight and all." he lifted himself up off the genin by his arms when he felt a sudden relief. Ever since he arrived in this village he had felt sick to his stomach. it was a feeling in the pit of his gut that something was missing. Of course he realized soon after that he was incapable of using chakra within the walls of the village. Which put him at an enormous disadvantage. But at that moment, he no longer felt ill. As if the curse on him had been lifted. How had his situation changed? They would drop the anti chakra field to mobolize shinobi against him, as that would give him more power. He looked down at his hands as he felt something at his fingertips. Ydar's headband it felt different that a normal headband, at that moment pieces started falling into place. This was how Oto made it so their shinobi could still operate. Because if this anti chakra field was village wide they would have nowhere to train. The headband was standard issue and no one would think twice about it. As time would once again feel like it was speeding up from his epiphany he had to think fast. He grabbed the Ydar's arm and pulled him with him as he leaped on the seating and ran on top of the seats towards the exit. If Ydar resisted enough Lucius would simply hold onto the headband and slip it down and off his arm. Lucius reached down for his blade in his bag and unsheathed it whipping it towards the assailants, releasing a wave of chakra but it did not go for the UHV but for the support beams of the building. The building being 5 stories has a lot of weight to support. Besides the UHV seemed to have evacuated all non military personnel so no innocents should be harmed. If the headband worked as he though the chakra wave would slice through the top end of the beams above the heads of all the soldiers meaning thier armor wouldn't touch the chakra and wouldn't dispel it. The technique would slice through a couple beams in the back and middle of the restaurant. before dispersing. The building would begin to creak and crack as a sudden wieght was placed on all the beams that didn't get sliced. But the beams wouldn't be able to handle the pressure of 5 stories would, since only the back and middle beams would be cut then the back end of the store would collapse ontop of the kunai launcher soldiers. The Goons and Sheri would be relatively safe unless they stayed for the rest of the collapse.
Offense of Steel Rank: A :: Complex -40 -40 Description: From the ready position, the user swings their blade at a given target, sending out a wave of energy that slices anything it hits in the way that the blade would. The technique starts out with a range of 2 meters, but increases by another 2 meters for every rank above E-Rank. Affects all blade techniques for three of the user’s posts.
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
xx||♫||→ Ydarihan Malakzdar → ||♫||xxxx xxRank :: Genin // Village :: Otogakure no Satoxxxx
Chakra Pool :: 0, 305||0, 305______AC :: 00,000 Stamina Pool :: 0, 295||0, 295______Ryo :: 0,000
----- [ A ] s the weight of Noctis settled upon the table that was now heavy upon his back Ydar's face was rammed straight between the welcoming embrace of Cherish's breasts. In the darkness of the fabric pressed against his eyes the boy considered just how a young male would normally react in the situation, and decided upon the stereotypical muffled screaming of shock and outrage. While this happened, however, Ydarihan did not allow his senses to linger, for he had no true care for such exploits. No, instead his mind focused on something else, a pulling, an attempted removal of his headband that bent his arm at an angle that was, unfortunately, quite painful. An eruption of air above his head and the snapping of support beams were not lost on him, nor, in fact, was the rumbling of the stonework above. -----Observation. -----Weight upon his back prevents movement of a rapid nature, while the zinging of metal on metal ricocheted above his head told him kunai launchers were now in effect. Given number, speed, and spread of the attacks a narrow sweeping pattern was used in the chance of evasion from the target, but not enough to hit the giant fellow. Weighted steps remained silent. Movement had ceased from large combatant and given the steadiness of the stance upon the table over him no attack was forthcoming. Care, perhaps, on the part of their supposed 'saviors'? Given length of distance to window, and the twang of the wooden stool upon the glass above, the distance was manageable but the glass would require Ruin to end. Technique activated, four arms at extension, two at the ready and two holding the table from his flesh. -----Planning. -----Possibility: using three arms, haul upwards with excessive force along with the pulling of arm. If timed properly, will allow the perception of him pulling harder than intended. Justification of action ignored. Possibility: utilize Ruin to destroy the headband, making all actions plausible only when considering Cherish or Lucius as a viable source. Possibility: Once free of table weight, grab Cherish and perform Substitution with nearby chair, followed by acceleration to propel through glass caused by imminent structural collapse of above rupturing glass in frame. Possibility: Utilize table to lever Lucius into air for midair swing by heavy opponent, causing likely cerebral damage due to muscular strength and point of impact. Decision: All of the above. -----Commencement. -----Three arms, invisible to the naked eye, snapped upwards to snare the wooden beams above even as the other end of the structure began to collapse. Focus. Intensity. The eternal energy of Ruin grew through him, power made of the energy colloquially known as Stamina spreading from his arm directly into his headband. With a heave, timed to carry along with the pulling of Lucius's pull, Ydar came upwards with enough force to launch the table upwards and upend any footing Lucius would have had. At the same time, the headband slid from the genin's arm as he came down once more on Cherish, this time with an audible squeak for intended effect. Forming one handsign, one finger barely resting upon the headband even as he fell, the two poofed! from existence, replaced by a shard of wood from a nearby table. Instantly, the pair landed upon a table on the other end of the building just as the cracking from above brought down dust and debris. Stress fractures spidered outwards from the edges of the nearest window leading out front, the frame warping, bending as pressure it was not meant to withstand fell upon it. With a yelp, Ydar used all of his leg strength to shove both him, and Cherish, crashing through the fractured window, a spray of glass and dirt alerting passerby to move out of the way. -----Outcome. -----Survival. Possibility of detection limited to a ninety-eight percent chance. Acceptable. With fracturing of window foundations all around the building would begin to splinter and shatter, accelerating the collapse to a matter of seconds, not minutes. having landed on his back, Cherish atop him, he gazed up at her with shock and not a bit of blush, despite inside his pride in his plan.
【 S I X T E E N ⦁ V E N G E F U L ⦁ B R O T H E R 】
◢ K a z u h i k o S h i z u k a ◣ ⦉I am the product of a failedexperiment, disowned by my father for being imperfect. My hatred of this world, and the technology that it bears, knows no bounds.⦊
【 G E N I N ⦁M E D I C A L - S E N S O R ⦁ S U P P O R T 】
❝ I want to see it allburn. ❞
[x] Apparently I had great timing.
I had a horrible sense of direction, and I was perfectly aware of that fact. Let's just say... were I a bird---foul freakish fiends--I'd have probably flown east for the winter instead of south. I would likely be the child who got lost on the way to the bathroom. I knew the sun rose in the east and set in the west, but that knowledge didn't save me. To be fair, the angle at which the sun rose and set varied throughout the year to the north and south. That aside, my saving grace was the fact that I could see my link to my oblivious training partner from before. Although even that didn't help all that much. The chakra line went straight, regardless of buildings and other objects in the way, so finding my way to the kid even with it still took more effort than I liked. By the time I found the building, I was ready for a nap, expressing such as I paused for a moment outside to regain my composure and pretend that I hadn't taken a ridiculously long time to get there.
And then two bodies flew through the window of the building, which seemed to slowly be crumbling under its own weight. The young man who bore my link landed hard on the street in front of me, lying supine under a woman who looked to be about his height and of similar age to myself. Dark-haired, she wore a sword at her hip. So she was one of us, eh? The so-called 'shinobi' under descriminative watch of the UHV soldiers littering the town. Not that it mattered so much, since once I'd taken any usefulness from this wretched place I intended on taking my sister and leaving. A small smile lighting my lips, I approached them, ignoring the slowly collapsing restaurant for the moment until it proved more interesting. Although...logic told me we should probably get away from there, lest we get hit by debris. I held a hand out to the young woman to help her up and, should she accept, hauled her up to her feet as well as I could with my pathetically weak arms. The touch would allow me to place a spirit link on her as well.
"Seems I've arrived at a good time." My grin slid slowly from my face as the weakened foundation in front of us swayed dangerously. "If you're both unharmed, we should probably move." I commented, and made a short series of hand seals. Were my links in any pain, they would feel it slowly melt away as I took it on myself. Neither looked particularly injured. I just had to hope I would regret the choice. I had a high tolerance for pain, but even I could only handle so much.
Whether they decided to stay or not, though, was their choice. I'd done my share of help, and there wasn't much I could do to help anyone that might be inside the collapsing building, so the only thing, and the smartest choice, would be to retreat and come back once the dust had settled. I had no intention of putting myself in harm's way. Hell, if there were other shinobi inside, they would probably be fine enough on their own. I was definitely curious what had happened, but that could wait until we'd reached safety. Gesturing to them to, hopefully, follow, I hurried down a nearby alley in search of a place where it turned off, putting an entire building between us and the imminent destruction.
Techniques Used: ♪ Links: 1 [-5]
♪ Mukei Enko [Spiritual Connection] - E [-5] The most basic technique of the Miyamoto clan in which all other techniques are derived and operated. Through a whim and moment of physical contact, the user creates a connection between themselves and the subject. This connection is the Miyamoto tactic; it opens a gate to healing, strengthening, and many other benefits that cannot be brought out by one person alone. Once a bond is formed, a tie with no true physical form is created between the parties. It cannot be seen or severed without special and specific means. This connection can, however, be broken if the user runs out of chakra, becomes unconscious, or the connected party leaves the general vicinity. ( Any form of skin-to-skin contact while using the technique forms a connection. Additionally, a willing target can have this connection created through any form of contact, even through clothing. ) ♪ Go Itami [Giving Pain] - C [-20] A link technique that allows the Miyamoto to divide the damage a connected party takes amongst themselves and/or any other connected party. Additionally, although the damage is redirected, stunning and obstacles formed by an attack cannot be redirected.
Current Objectives: ♪ Find a training partner ♪ Get some training done ♪ Reconnaissance
Item Owned: ♪
Passive Abilities: ♪ Recovery rate is increased by one stage, allowing for constant recovery of chakra and stamina during combat, and significantly increased recovery outside of combat. [PA: Improved Recovery] ♪ Detailed information obtained from sensory techniques; range is halved [Resolution discipline] ♪ Chakra pool is increased by [40] and can perform Eiseijutsu with one hand. Body is fragile and cannot handle rigorous Taijutsu or Bukijutsu. [Seirei no Hogosha]
♪ Learn Eiseijutsu one [1] post faster. [Medical Class] ♪ Learn Ninjutsu and Genjutsu techniques one [1] post faster. [Sensor Class]
Lanfaer
Toryu Naminosaki
❝ I want to see the worldchange, but I can't do it on my own. I am not strong enough. ❞
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2017 7:59 am
____Kasuna Shizuka | Genin | Oto | Ninjutsu | Bloodline | Doton, Suiton Fuuton | Chakra [645/645] Stamina [145 /145 ]| Normal theme | BT- | _____________________________ "Live life to the fullest." _____________________________"and focus on the positive.”
_____________________________ Lets light up the sky! post layout by apo-chan
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"Running running running watch out world I'm running" A loud cheer followed with humming would be heard from the distance slowly getting louder as it approached the restaurant. To most just passing by or walking along the street's they shook their head's knowing darn well who it was and where this person was headed. Kasuna went to this place everyday just for the bread. A odd thing to select but she was a odd person after all. Upon her aimlessly running it grew faster seeing her brother straight head." Oni- !" The child was caught off by the sight of the building ahead collapsing. clumsily she tripped over her own feet. Quickly tucking her arms in she used the fall to roll forward like in a rollie pollie form. spiraling out of her roll she laid flat next to her brother dizzy. " Oni Chan The world is so spinney and the star's are to bright." Clearly she was out of it by the was she spoke so fast and made less sense.
Patting her face her dizziness went away enough for the girl to get back on her feet observer the scene. two people on ground both around her older brothers age and ah It finally hit her. With a overly dramatic shock like expression you would see in a cartoonish show Kasuna went through several events, tapping the ground with her fist, rolling back and fourth crying, bowing down with prayers coming from her lips, to standing right back up placing her hands on her face." Brother.. My bread is gone oh the sorrow my poor sweet's I will miss you so."
"Gahh!" The soldiers all raised their hands up, as they attempted to duck and weave. Creaks, cracks, and groans prodded the building, and while the outside was well fortified, the inside was not so much. This inevitably was leading to its demise, as was being experienced. "Goon, this way," the pint-sized fellow spoke, as the larger man pulled the senbon out of his hat and head. Blood was already well streaming down across the left side of his chiseled face, but that wasn't enough to permanently phase him. Being dragged out of the crumbling building, Goon twisted his wrist free from his sidekick. Looking down, he tried to see where his buddy should be, but only a mild shimmer faded back to the nothingness. "I see what you're doing, Frankie," Goon stated, flexing his shoulders while eyeing for his prey, assuming that Lucius made it out during all of the collapsing building's dust clouds. "Find him, pin him," Goon demanded, when he couldn't immediately see through everything.
