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Always, so long as character sheets are up to standard.
Always, so long as character sheets are up to standard.
Koji Takuma | "Do you really want to die?" |
_______________________________________________ | It wouldn't be long now. The kids would be showing up with whatever they'd prepared, along with the absence of what they hadn't. While the students were likely expecting some sort of traps having been set up through the area, there was a distinct lack of any sort. No tags, pitfalls, not even so much as a wire. Their jounin simply stood infront of the scroll, taking a couple of steps away from it. 'Which one will be first I wonder... Probably the Inuzuka. That, or the Uzumaki. The Hiki kid will probably be the last one. Let's get them making more noise.' With a look back to another man behind him, Koji gave a nod, and the copy of himself jumped up into the nearest tree and looked out to observe. Keeping his eyes out, Koji leaned down and placed his hand on the ground, pouring his chakra in. "Shifting Tides..." Under all of the genin, despite their distance, the ground shifted ever so slightly, its shape staying the same, but under the foliage and moss the soft dirt began to harden, soon becoming as hard as stone. Every footstep any would make clapped against rock that echoed through the trees as if the earth were hollow within. "Don't think the approach will be easy!" He called out into the forest, and pulled out a much larger scroll, this one not blank, unfurling into many, many individual sealed objects. Running his hand along it, Koji pulled out bundles of Kunai at a time, and furiously threw them into the forest at random. The man seemed to have no target as of yet, but against the trees and the hardened ground the weapons ricocheted all over! Both in the directions of where the students were going, and everywhere else. They were met with a hail of blades bouncing and sticking into the trees all around. 'And now we see who comes first, and how the plan changes...' |
Raizen - White Reaper __________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ | ________________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ I walked the path that led me to the end Remember I'm caught beneath with nothing left to give, forever Grey skies will chase the light away No longer I fought the fight now only dark remains Forever Divided I will stand And I will let this end |
______________________________________ Resolved footsteps echoed through a stone hallway, a masked man entering a large, open room, that had a rather low ceiling. Just high enough for tall people to not be bumping their heads, but only a couple of feet more. A long table made of marble, masterfully crafted but showing cracks and chips from age sat in the middle surrounded by spacious stone seats. Furthest from the entrance an old man sat with a cleared plate in front of him with specks of rice decorating it, and beside it a steaming cup of very dark tea. His arms were wrapped in bandages down to his fingertips, his legs thin with the skin hugging his bones. Partially matted, frizzled black hair draped all the way down his gaunt, chapped face and loomed onto his shoulders. And yet, this desiccated husk seemed to be regaining color in his skin. Lifting the cup to his lips caused his thin, bandaged arm to tremble slightly, but ever the less the more he moved. On the opposite side of the table the masked figure approached the old man, stopping when directly across from him. He began to speak, his words direct, while his voice was smooth and confident. "It seems someone must have gotten wind of the operation. Both the beach and the caves are being stormed now. It seems to be at least three full teams that are invading." With his arm relaxed, the masked man lifted it to extend three kunai to the old one, who grasped them with familiarity. "I know you're not in the best condition. Regardless, we need to move. Follow me. I have some things that may help." The old man had a bitter expression as he stood up from his stone chair, but his eyes were full of conviction as he moved to follow the white mask. | ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ The sun begins to rise And wash away the sky The turning of the tide Don't leave it all behind And I will never say goodbye When angels fall with broken wings I can't give up, I can't give in When all is lost and daylight ends I'll carry you and we will live forever ________________ ________________ |
Rashiku Karata __________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ | ________________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ ______________________________________ Every night of my life I watch angels fall from the sky Every time that the sun still sets I pray they don't take mine I'm on the front line Don't worry I'll be fine The story is just beginning I say goodbye to my weakness So long to my regret And now I know that I'm alive |
______________________________________ The room darkened and went silent. There were murmurs of some sort, a softer voice that grew ever more distant until it was silent, instead replaced by the crackling embers of fire, the smell of charred blood, accented with a constant and sickening high-pitched ring. Rashiku could feel small glowing ashes burning small holes through his clothes, burrowing to his skin and leaving their marks. How long the area was dark, the boy couldn't tell, but eventually Takayuki's living space lit up once more. Feeling an odd warmth on his hand, Rashiku looked towards Ami holding it. It didn't feel... unpleasant exactly, but he wondered when she did it and why. As she kept holding the feeling became more uneasy, and he slowly pulled his grip away and closed his hand. Takayuki stood up with a hazy blur surrounding him, but it quickly faded away. Along with his words being hard to understand for the first few, the rest came back into focus. A team must communicate... and Ami did not. Everyone was up in a flash as their jounin had grabbed Ami and announced his orders, to kill her. Kill her for being a danger to all, for containing a monster, her very existence a threat to the Leaf Village and its people. Rashiku's sheathe fell to the ground, his parallel blade drawn before he knew it, facing forward and ready to act. Akira was begging Rashiku to not harm Ami even as his body started moving forward, with his hands gripping the hilt tightly and his feet taking a combat stance, ready to strike. "Ami-san. Forgive me." With a burst of forward movement, his sword thrust forward directly at her, sure to pierce her right into her chest... The piercing glow of Rashiku's activated eyes were directed right towards Ami with his blade moving closer and closer to her in what seemed to be slow motion, focused on her every movement to make sure he wouldn't miss. The boy already regretted what he knew he was about to do, but it was necessary. Ami was labelled a monster. She hid a beast just waiting for its chance to slaughter anyone it could. She was a threat to her entire village. She was like him... While a different beast than his own heritage, Rashiku had been deemed a threat to his entire village just like she was at this moment. His death had been ordered like hers was now. His family had been slaughtered, and hers were sure to be next after her... And Mekakushi-sensei was one of the fearful bastards aiming to carry out that slaughter! It would not be accepted, and he would die like the rest of those like him. 'Forgive me Ami. This will be painful!' Rashiku's body burst forth again into the thrust with far more power than before, with the angle suddenly shifting upwards and to the his right. The force put into his blade would more than go through Ami like ordered, it would go through her, behind her, and slam into the apartment wall! At the last moment, with his eyes helping him control every movement of the thrust forward, it became clearer that he'd never aimed at Ami's chest, instead the blades pointing towards her upper left shoulder. And behind her shoulder, through it... was Takayuki's fear-tainted heart. With Ami's bubble jutsu making movement of his kunai more difficult, and Akira providing great assistance with neutralizing the bombs, Rashiku focused solely on moving forward to slam his blade right into the jounin's heart in an attempt to kill him in an instant. | ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ ________________ One push is all you'll need A fist-first philosophy We watch with wounded eyes So I hope you recognize I'm on the front line Don't worry I'll be fine The story is just beginning I say goodbye to my weakness So long to the regret And now I see the world through diamond eyes ________________ ________________ |
Location: Meeting with the Kumo-Nin/Clone with Hideo. | Mizuraki Senju |
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_______________________________________________________________________________ | The clone infiltration had gone off well, at least in the beginning. Mizuraki doubted that one single clone would have made much of a difference, though she had to admit that the thought was weighing on her...COULD the clone she had sent off to Shadow Hideo and the children have made a difference? Maybe things wouldn’t have ended in such a sorry state if there was one more body to assist? The veteran ninja always had a problem with overthinking and questioning her own decisions, it was a habit that she was never quite able to kick. However she had to have faith in the children. They passed the academy for a reason and besides her clone would be there with them every step of the way! Even if Hideo was an absolute pain in the ass to work with, she could put that aside for the kid’s sakes. Mizuraki didn’t say anything to Ichika about the assault, she thought it would be best if they simply moved on and got the assault started. Their minds needed to be as clear as possible for the battle that was about to take place. The Senju woman removed the glove from her hand and sunk her teeth directly into her thumb to allow blood to seep freely from the wound. Placing her hand upon the ground Mizuraki called forth her companion: Katsuyu. The giant slug emerged from the summoning seal that Mizuraki had created and eclipsed most of the forest with her incredible size. The slug, while large and obviously imposing due to her size, suddenly lowered itself toward Mizuraki with a...Surprisingly timid sounding voice emanating from the giant beast. “Mistress. Is there something I can do for you?” Mizuraki blushed at being addressed as such before holding up her hands and gesturing towards the much larger being. “S-Shhh! Katsuyu I told you about this before. Just call me Mizuraki. You don’t need to be so formal.” Katsuyu nodded her head in recognition. “Oh of course, Mis- Mizuraki. I had forgotten your instructions, I apologize.” The Slug now began to take notice of her surroundings. “You must be on a mission of importance, Mizuraki. I haven’t seen you around this many Ninja in quite a long time. What do you need from me?” Mizuraki merely nodded in confirmation. “Long story short. We’re invading a base full of missing-nin. We need your help to cross the sea. You’ll be able to ferry us all across with little to no effort. I know its salt water but I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important.” Katsuyu’s face faltered for a brief moment upon the mention of Salt Water. The slug could survive incredible damage and easily reform itself...But that didn’t change the fact that she absolutely loathed salt water with a passion. “If you think something as silly as salt water is going to stop me from helping you, prepare to stand corrected, Mizuraki-Sama. Of course I will give you all whatever aid I can.” Mizuraki’s smile was practically beaming as she reached out and hugged the very, very large slug. “Oooohh. I knew it! You’re the best friend a girl could ask for!” The brunette quickly calmed herself down and put her game face back on. “Alright, everyone. Let's get moving. We only get one shot at this!” Dammit all! The clone of Mizuraki that she had sent along to tail Hideo bit down hard upon her lip in utter frustration. They had technically done their job, but they also just put every foe down there on high alert. The children were going to be walking into a trap. Dammit, Dammit, Dammit! The clone continued to berate itself before making its way toward Hideo and the children. She emerged from the undergrowth and looked to Hideo and his charges with a grim expression on her face. “I’m going to be coming with all of you.” The clone locked eyes with Hideo practically challenging him to defy her. “I was going to just stay behind and watch Hideo over here. But the situation’s bad, you’re going to need help.” She walked forward and crouched down in front of everyone. “Me and Ichika kind of screwed up a little…” she murmured under her breath. “We got through a great deal of the initial section however. I can easily guide you all through it, but we’ll need to be careful. The enemy is going to be on high alert. The other wave of our clones was detected in the third tunnel, they collapsed the ceiling.” She smiled a bit though. “It won’t be much of a problem though, I can break my way through that stone easily. Just stick close to me and we’ll make it out okay? I swear it.” She looked at Hideo again. “I’m not taking no for an answer by the way. So with that all out of the way are we going to get moving?” |
Koji Takuma | "Do you really want to die?" |
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_______________________________________________ | These three really were surprising. They all accepted his challenge without a hint of protest. Koji had expected the need to shut down some defiant speech questioning his own qualifications, or something similar. The only defiance they showed was in the face of the challenge, Naruko in particular boasting about how he would be the one needing to give his all. It was certainly possible... one day. "I'm not interested in boasts, but it's good you're not wasting time on pointless matters. Let's get started..." Koji's hand extended out to point into the forest, off in the distance to somewhere that could not be seen through the thick foliage. "Two hundred meters to the southeast I put down a scroll. You are to retrieve it and bring it back to this spot. I will be stopping you from doing so. That's all there is to it. You'll have thirty seconds in this location to prepare, and then we'll begin for real. Starting now!" Right after Koji made the announcement, he dashed through the trees at blinding speed, and within a few seconds was already at around the location he'd stated. A patch of ground nearby was clear of trees, and seemed visible enough as any. Koji's hands moved into a pouch on his belt and pulled out a blank scroll and a kunai, casually tossing the scroll onto the ground. It would do for the test. The kunai flipped in his hand, the blade facing upwards between his knuckles like it was a claw. It was coming near time for the genin to move, only a few seconds longer... Koji's back arched as he leaned back, his arm extended behind him. With an inhale, he waited the last couple of seconds... go. The man exhaled, and suddenly snapped forward in a throw, and in an instant his kunai was gone. Grass and leaves around him blew backwards violently as a shockwave passed through them, and a thunderous sound rang into the air as if he'd shot a cannon! Less than a second later, where the genin were was blasted through by a small object ripping through the branches and leaves, and crashed into the tree that was behind them. The breaking soundwave followed after, at the same time as the tree began to collapse with nothing but a large gap being left in the middle. The test had begun. |
Koji Takuma | "Do you really want to die?" |
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_______________________________________________ | A man in dark blue shinobi gear kept an eye on the meeting spot within Training Ground 31, a strangely average area with lots of heavy forestry. That was partly what made it different from others, in that others usually had some sort of specialty or gimmick around it, while this one was just a designated patch of trees for training. Up in one of those trees he laid back along a large branch that supported his weight, reading a stack of books he'd brought. At that moment he thumbed through a schlocky 'horror' titled "Snakes in a Hotspring", and on the branch lay a mystery book and a comic of some sort. Eventually the Man's students would arrive, Captain Takuma's new Cadets. As they each arrived, he recalled what he'd read about each of them. His team was strong, far stronger than he'd expected. Strong, and stubborn. They were bullheaded and overconfident. That was something in them that he'd have to demolish immediately. Once all were there he closed his book, set them aside, and jumped down to meet the three of them. His eyes stopped on Naruko for a second longer than the others. 'Adorable... That's a problem. Will worry about it later.' Koji was certain that these three would have words for him, either questions, declarations, or what have you, but they would wait. Right away he spoke first before giving them the chance. His voice was loud, clear, and stern without him even having to raise it. The demanding presence of an experienced commander. "I am Koji Takuma and I've been assigned to be your Jounin. However, I do not have to accept any of you. Regardless of what you showed at the academy, I'm not convinced any of you have what it takes to be Shinobi. You'll have to prove it to me. Should you fail to prove yourselves, I'll send you right back to the academy. Should you prove to be useless and lack potential... Then I'll save the village the trouble and just kill you here." The man sternly told all three of them, watching how they'd react, wondering what they would do next. |
Koji Takuma | "Do you really want to die?" |
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_______________________________________________ | A man in dark blue shinobi gear kept an eye on the meeting spot within Training Ground 31, a strangely average area with lots of heavy forestry. That was partly what made it different from others, in that others usually had some sort of specialty or gimmick around it, while this one was just a designated patch of trees for training. Up in one of those trees he laid back along a large branch that supported his weight, reading a stack of books he'd brought. At that moment he thumbed through a schlocky 'horror' titled "Snakes in a Hotspring", and on the branch lay a mystery book and a comic of some sort. Eventually the Man's students would arrive, Captain Takuma's new Cadets. As they each arrived, he recalled what he'd read about each of them. His team was strong, far stronger than he'd expected. Strong, and stubborn. They were bullheaded and overconfident. That was something in them that he'd have to demolish immediately. Once all were there he closed his book, set them aside, and jumped down to meet the three of them. His eyes stopped on Naruko for a second longer than the others. 'Adorable... That's a problem. Will worry about it later.' Koji was certain that these three would have words for him, either questions, declarations, or what have you, but they would wait. Right away he spoke first before giving them the chance. His voice was loud, clear, and stern without him even having to raise it. The demanding presence of an experienced commander. "I am Koji Takuma and I've been assigned to be your Jounin. However, I do not have to accept any of you. Regardless of what you showed at the academy, I'm not convinced any of you have what it takes to be Shinobi. You'll have to prove it to me. Should you fail to prove yourselves, I'll send you right back to the academy. Should you prove to be useless and lack potential... Then I'll save the village the trouble and just kill you here." The man sternly told all three of them, watching how they'd react, wondering what they would do next. |