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Joshua Tamashii
Saa
Carlyle“...” Confusion crossed his visage as he caught sight of what he assumed would be his opponent. A machine of some sort? He did not expect it. It might prove to be a challenge, but the vibrations produced with movement were happily lapped up into the martial artist. He had steeled himself for the fight to come. Three steps forward as his allies acted. It was fitting that two tanks were to come across one another in the middle lane. Yet this seemed to be nothing more than hopeful dreams. His mother moved with haste. Befitting as he knew her style and signature the best out of his other allies. Even should he lose sight of her, he'd be able to detect her presence with a bit of effort. But he was also not afraid that she would be fine running into the field ahead of him. She was strong and had far more experience than himself. He was confident that she was the vanguard that would serve best out of the five of them.
Of course, that did not mean he would not give her a loving touch as she raced off. Chi bestowed upon both mother and aunt in one fluid motion. A burst of chi that carried the unique characteristic of his pool. Supporting their actions with basic supplements of his vibrations. These vibrations would allow for ease in penetrating defenses in such a manner that one might question the nature of the strike. At the current level, it was not something to write home about, but it would be more than enough to get through base levels. He may not understand the full concepts of how their elements would mash together when placed, but he did have quite a bit of practice with utilizing vibrations. This was something his uncle came to understand firsthand. Even so, he did receive a bit from his mother. In turn, causing him to feel a warmth within his bosom.
As if she had passed the torch onto him. He could only imagine that this was a sensation his mother had felt when she was younger. He could feel it almost immediately. He felt like he was far sharper than previously and wanted to make use of it. Even as he witnessed his mother attempt to split the ground vehicle in one fluid motion. He wanted to see how his mother and aunt would react to the natural chi he had sent forth via vibrations. But he did not wish to wait around. He should be heading over to the team fight. His job had always been to absorb damage and make the most of things. But he handled it differently. As far as he understood, it seemed like a scuffle was bound to occur where his aunt originated. Though it had originally been two, it would seem that numbers currently played a factor in an advantage for them.
So he intended to travel in the direction where only one of his allies resided—west. Ready to race forward as the sound of a bullet struck a nearby tree. This caused his movements to pause and use another tree as cover within the jungle, and in turn, catch sight of something...odd. Physically. With sight alone. He took note of the other who traveled up the center lane—where Shin himself had been since this originated. Had he seen him racing off and that was what caused him to try and get closer to the temple? Maybe. But this being had gotten by where he hid. Seemingly unaware that Shin remained within the jungle itself. Was his focus on something else? Why was he moving so stealthy then? Had it been to try and play a mind trick upon the young male? Not that it mattered. Everything seemed to point that the other had been focused on something else.
In one fluid motion, the Shin flung forth his kunai aimed between the eyes of the other with the very gift bestowed upon him from his mother. The range was so close that he had easily seen the whites of his eyes. The other did detail getting close to the temple after all. It had only been when the other had sought to drive that spear downwards had Shin acted. In one fluid motion did he seek to strike the back of the neck of this being, Mosi. Shin held no information on who he was or what he intended to do, but it did look like he pushed a little too far. The kunai traveled swiftly, carrying with it more than enough force to dislodge the spinal column at the base of the skull. Of course, this was not the true purpose of the weapon. The sharp point was intended to pierce flesh using the increased gravity pull of the planet itself to rip apart flesh.
Using his right hand, the hand closest to Mosi, he sought to deliver a swift strike before the other could realize he was there. Should the strike land or not did not matter. This was because Shin was being careful to keep his senses in touch. Searching for disturbances in the air via vibrations to make the best choices. Despite this, should his assassination succeeded or not did not matter. If this turned into an isolated fight, it would be for the best. This was because this being was after something. Plotting a trap or maybe placing a curse of some sort. But if he could stop the other with an attack from his blindside, it would be for the best. He could feel it now. Those vibrations built up within his knuckles. Ready to be used.
Of course, that did not mean he would not give her a loving touch as she raced off. Chi bestowed upon both mother and aunt in one fluid motion. A burst of chi that carried the unique characteristic of his pool. Supporting their actions with basic supplements of his vibrations. These vibrations would allow for ease in penetrating defenses in such a manner that one might question the nature of the strike. At the current level, it was not something to write home about, but it would be more than enough to get through base levels. He may not understand the full concepts of how their elements would mash together when placed, but he did have quite a bit of practice with utilizing vibrations. This was something his uncle came to understand firsthand. Even so, he did receive a bit from his mother. In turn, causing him to feel a warmth within his bosom.
As if she had passed the torch onto him. He could only imagine that this was a sensation his mother had felt when she was younger. He could feel it almost immediately. He felt like he was far sharper than previously and wanted to make use of it. Even as he witnessed his mother attempt to split the ground vehicle in one fluid motion. He wanted to see how his mother and aunt would react to the natural chi he had sent forth via vibrations. But he did not wish to wait around. He should be heading over to the team fight. His job had always been to absorb damage and make the most of things. But he handled it differently. As far as he understood, it seemed like a scuffle was bound to occur where his aunt originated. Though it had originally been two, it would seem that numbers currently played a factor in an advantage for them.
So he intended to travel in the direction where only one of his allies resided—west. Ready to race forward as the sound of a bullet struck a nearby tree. This caused his movements to pause and use another tree as cover within the jungle, and in turn, catch sight of something...odd. Physically. With sight alone. He took note of the other who traveled up the center lane—where Shin himself had been since this originated. Had he seen him racing off and that was what caused him to try and get closer to the temple? Maybe. But this being had gotten by where he hid. Seemingly unaware that Shin remained within the jungle itself. Was his focus on something else? Why was he moving so stealthy then? Had it been to try and play a mind trick upon the young male? Not that it mattered. Everything seemed to point that the other had been focused on something else.
In one fluid motion, the Shin flung forth his kunai aimed between the eyes of the other with the very gift bestowed upon him from his mother. The range was so close that he had easily seen the whites of his eyes. The other did detail getting close to the temple after all. It had only been when the other had sought to drive that spear downwards had Shin acted. In one fluid motion did he seek to strike the back of the neck of this being, Mosi. Shin held no information on who he was or what he intended to do, but it did look like he pushed a little too far. The kunai traveled swiftly, carrying with it more than enough force to dislodge the spinal column at the base of the skull. Of course, this was not the true purpose of the weapon. The sharp point was intended to pierce flesh using the increased gravity pull of the planet itself to rip apart flesh.
Using his right hand, the hand closest to Mosi, he sought to deliver a swift strike before the other could realize he was there. Should the strike land or not did not matter. This was because Shin was being careful to keep his senses in touch. Searching for disturbances in the air via vibrations to make the best choices. Despite this, should his assassination succeeded or not did not matter. If this turned into an isolated fight, it would be for the best. This was because this being was after something. Plotting a trap or maybe placing a curse of some sort. But if he could stop the other with an attack from his blindside, it would be for the best. He could feel it now. Those vibrations built up within his knuckles. Ready to be used.