Hikaru
Iwagakure | Chūnin | Explosion Addict
TIME: Present Day | LOCATION: Konohagakure - Forty Fourth Training Ground | INTERACTION: @Reflection
Hikaru couldn't help but wonder when exactly did shit start to go down as he managed to dodge yet another sword that randomly flied towards his position, the always present grin in his face twitching for a bit as he recapituled how he managed to get into such a dangerous situation.
If he had to guess when it all started to fall down, it would be by the end of yhe first test, for while he did manage to grab the scroll - at the cost of his shoes, unfortunately - he didn't manage to get a passing mark for all of his teammates, with Renji failing to resist the lightning that assaulted all of his teammates due to something he could only call as poor luck, as the two other members of the team escaped safely in despite of being seemingly less durable. If that wasn't enough to drastically reduce the odds of passing, even more followed to make Hikaru's life considerably harder as, while he was happily enrolling some bandages around his feet to use as a substitute for his lost shoes, the two other members of his team stealthily - or so it seemed for the highly distracted Hikaru - left his grasp, running away before he could even offer to carry their scrolls for them. How very rude.
The result of this series of events was, as one would expect, pretty prejudicial for the directionally challenged Hikaru, who, without any sensor technique or means to guide himself, instantly shrugged off the very thought of trying to hunt someone, making a simple decision that clearly denoted how very troublesome his day was going to be:
Guess I'll just walk around until I find someone. And then came the explosion - something so terrifyingly flashy that Hikaru couldn't help but get emotional, wholeheartedly wishing to meet the person who caused such an amazing boom and... Well, probably kill him or her. He couldn't have some randoms stealing his thing and doing it better than him after all, shit like this isn't good for his reputation.
Unfortunately - or fortunately - for him, before he managed to find the person responsible for the explosion the water came, forcing him to take refuge in the top of a nearby tree - or trees, as he had to change trees quite a few times as the previous ones fell due to the violent impact of the water waves - just to face yet another trouble: God seemingly decided that shit was too easy for him and made it so that rain was made of weapons instead of water, making Hikaru resort to the desperate measure that was brandishing his umbrella like a club to deflect the weapons while cursing the heaven's internally, stopping just to answer a random yell that particularly tickled him off.
"No, asshole, you're the last living human in this shitty world!" He rudely answered the stupid question, pretty satisfied by his reaction for a second before he noticed the obvious.
Wait a sec, I just answered something..? Doesn't that mean... I finally found a freaking target! He couldn't help but immediately leap towards the direction of the voice, using the gradually falling trees as footholds as he made his way towards the first other participant he got a hold off after the rest of his team left him.
Kamui Uzumaki
Konohagakure | Chūnin | Sleepy nin
Before Kamui could even take his time to inspect the result of his attacks, something else immediately triggered the response of his sensor technique at maximum intensity, forcing him to retract his chains to prepare himself for the use of a different technique - something that he wouldn't be able to handle for long if he insisted in maintaining the chains active and drsining his chakra - barely having the time to grab the nearby Sakana and jump towards the top of a nearby tree before the waves came, mowing down their surroundings.
Before he could explain the situation to his teammate - that he decided to take with him as a safety measure, since he was the only one who had one of his seals in his body and thus the only one Kamui could handle even when his chakra was terrifyingly low - he was forced to once more jump as the tree started to fall, this time moving his free hand down to use the jutsu he had been saving, causing the rise of a curtain of smoke for a second before the form of a surprisingly big hawk arose from it, taking Kamui - and Sakana, if he agreed with being dragged around - to outside the area dangered by the water.
Even the swords that violently rained down towards the area were easily dodged by the bird, who could easily avoid most of the blades when guided by Kamui, who was now forced to use his sensory technique to its most as he desperately tried to calculate the safest route out of this hell. With some luck, Sakana would understand the situation quickly and decide against running away by himself - the ideal situation, for Kamui was pretty sure that they would still find it pretty difficult to escape even if they joined forces at an ideal state - otherwise... Well, he guessed he'd need to recruit some extra help amongst the not-so-safe options.
TIME: Present Day - Morning | LOCATION: Konohagakure | INTERACTION: @Reflection
"What a bothersome thing." A lone hooded figure muttered as he walked amongst the defenseless citizens now devoid of most of their chakra - if not bodies devoid of any chakra at all - calmly moving as he indifferently disposed of any clone that passed by him with an unnatural ease, generally only taking a single, terrifyingly fast blow of his hands - strangely adorned with a claw shapped gauntlet - to force a clone to turn into smoke, a method that made him look somehow unemotional, aa he seemingly didn't even acnowledge the clones as opponents in despite of all the damage they caused to the village, merely systematically disposing of them without even trying to inquire anything as he continued to make his way towards the center of the village.
This scene quickly changed, though, as soon as the man seemingly caught a wind of something, instantly moving towards an specific clone - the one who just reported their clearing of the market district, that conveniently had his voice detected by the man's sensor technique and thus revealed his identity as the new commander, triggering the cloaked man into appearing in front of him and talking with someone other that himself for the first time since entering the village.
" So you're the new commander, huh? Great. I was looking for someone who could deliever a message before I started to break all these fakes." The man talked slowly, emitting a the seemingly boundless killing intent that he managed to hide up to this moment, seemingly not interested in hearing any answer from the clone - merely guessing that it was a clone of the one responsible for all this mess and thus the most reasonable choice if he wanted to deliever a warning.
"So do me a favor and vanish like a good fake to deliever a message to your main body: It's better to send someone who I can use to blow some steam while you can, otherwise I..." He stopped talking for a second to completely remove the hood that covered his face, revealing a messy white hair and a pair of purple eyes that gleamed dangerously as he finished delivering his message.
"Arashi of the Hidden Grass, will wholeheartedly work to break this little play of yours."
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