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Post by falcon on Jun 16, 2008 21:30:02 GMT -5
"Hmm, a request from the kazekage I see. How I grow tired of this place and the people in it." Saito said as he took the letter from the bird and shewed it away. "Your leaving so soon, Shiro? You haven't even heard my offer yet. I just made my way back to the sand village, and you arent going to give me three seconds of your time. Hmmm, figures." Saito said loading his gourd up. "I am not really sure how to say this Shiro,but my partner and I have heard alot about you, and would like to travel with you. You see, he is on his way back from his journey to find you this second. He should be here anytime. I would like you to meet him and consider us to come with you." Saito said standing in front of Shiro so he would have to notice him. "You see, I am no ordinary shinobi. I have a skill that no one in the shinobi world has to offer." Saito said as a small amount of iron sand began to revolve around his and form a tight little ball. You see what I mean, If i wanted to I could..." Saito said as he was interupted by what he saw walking up to the group as he spoke. "I'll be.. Hes returned."
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Post by onime on Jun 16, 2008 21:36:33 GMT -5
"BAKA! BAKA!" [/color] The crow swooped up in one huge gallop at the sight of the letter being ripped up. Being a companion of the Kazekage and messenger, it angered the crow. Disrespect to it's master, swooping back down shortly believing that Saito was too chatty with his little friends. It would peck at his head annoyingly and fly away in one quick movement. Already heading back to the tower after it had done so. Still echoing it's words. "BAKA! BAKA!"[/color] The large crow would glide to the tower to communicate what had happened to the Kazekage's assistant.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by amrothleingod on Jun 16, 2008 21:53:59 GMT -5
A man walked up to them, his stride confident and friendly. He stopped next to Saito, standing quietly. "Hey Saito, business good?" He asked, smirking. Koutetsu was wearing his normal attire, black gi pants and a white sleeveless gi shirt. The Kanji for wind and fire on his gi shirt stood out. He moved, his boots scuffing int he sand and his arm guards stood out. His bow reclined on his back, arrows near it.
His dual katana hung on his respective hips. His green eyes stared out from behind his black hair. His white headband ruffled in the wind. His black facemask covered his grin. "So...your Shiro....the one we've been looking for." He said casually, standing near Saito. He crossed his arms over his chest, waiting patiently. He watched the crow fly away, glaring at it.
His Yan Yue Dao and his armor rested safely in two scrolls in his leg pouch. He casually took int he situation, filing away details in his mind. He stared at Shiro, waiting. "My partner and I are finally glad to meet you. I was just on a mission to find you, though it turned up less results than I liked." He said, smiling. "Though it all turned out well." He added. He shuffled from foot to foot, taking in all the details he could. Koutetsu quietly looked over at Saito, smirking once more. |
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Post by falcon on Jun 16, 2008 22:15:04 GMT -5
"Hmph, same old Koutetsu I see." Saito said calmly as he placed his hand on his partners shoulder. "You see Shiro Senju we have searched high and low for a man that possess that name. Now that we have found him, we would like to join you." Saito said as he looked back at the orb of iron sand floating in his palm. "You see Shiro-sama, we are not your average shinobi. We will benefit you in many ways." He said as the iron sand turned into a small dart and pierced the ground below him. He bent down to pick the dart up which had caught a fly on the way down. "We are not a bunch of intermidiate shinobi, we are the sand's finest. This Ikkoutesu or Ikkaitsu i have heard about has led me to believe you like to "teach people" about life. Well my accomplice and I like to teach in a different way; a very painful, but educational way." He looked at Koutetsu smilling as the iron sand made its way back into the gourd. "We will gladely travel to the leaf village with you, our whole life Koutetsu and I have searched for our meaning. Now that we have found one, please do not turn us down." Saito said as he looked at Shiro hoping for a positive response.
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Post by `''shiro`'' on Jun 16, 2008 22:56:10 GMT -5
{. chapter two: Split Ends
So many people, yet time went by slow, it was a fast process nonetheless, but something at the back of this young warriors mind began to mess with him. Flashbacks of the old organization he was in, although old doesn’t mean it had died, it only means that the secrets of the organization are only being held with the leaders, one of them being Shiro. Kenshi, the kazekage was one of these leaders though, it has been a while since Shiro had actually made contact with them. The two ninja that had come up to him were completely disrespectful to a captain, especially one that tamed himself enough to control a village, but the feeble minded never are aware of such things. There was no way that any of these ninja knew Shiro, other than his brother of course, and even then, suspicion ran through the wind.
”I have no history with either of you, so who is going to give me the…..straight answer as to why you both need my assistance. My blade has yet to reach it’s blood limit, so I’d answer quick because I am very busy, uselessness causes undesired attention, if you have no business dealing with my organization, I don’t see why you would be of any use to me..”
Sarcasm hinted throughout his voice. Puppetry was a skill unlike any other, a playing field in which strings can be attached willingly and forcefully, though the playing field they are all in was a treacherous one, no one knew the consequences, which made it all the better for the young warrior. Looking to his side, his brother ready and aimed to attack, a pitiful example of a Senju, though he talked of pride. Shiro stood long and tall, although it was not much to say, he was shorter than everyone there, and reaching at the same height as the girl, it made him feel no weaker though. His Gurada captain outfit was on (the captain outfit of bleach for Hitsugaya) and in it gave aspiring memories, he knew all of the remaining members wore their outfits, but none had the respect as the captain’s uniforms, staring at them too long would trap the victim in a trance, the code of Gurada printed very small upon the outfit, but no one has yet to match a prime example of intellectuality, they all seemed simple. |
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Post by gitrdone on Jun 17, 2008 1:06:06 GMT -5
Agitated greatly by the absolute disrespect given to him by all parties, the mocking pissed him off, especially the degrading comments issued to him by his brother. 'So much for family.' He looked around once more his gaze stopping at his brother.
"You want to leave with this bunch of baboons that's your choice. I wish not to stay in such unpleasant company, I don't care to see you again Shiro. While you play with your fans I'll be doing something useful."
Ridick turns his back to the group tossing a smoke bomb into the air having it land behind him to conceal his exit. As the mist cleared the shinobi was nowhere to be seen, he disappeared in the tree's and was a few miles away from them by then. As before, his heart played with his actions, having to do that to his brother again was annoying to say the least. Yet Shiro didn't get it, he never got it, he chose to hide his feelings and not grow attached to anyone for it might have cost him his strength. When Shiro didn't know how much strength there was in having bonds like that. But it mattered not.
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Post by Sinda Kally on Jun 17, 2008 7:15:17 GMT -5
Licia didn't know what to say to her father, who was now standing before her. As far as she could remember, she had been out with Shiro, had just watched him fight a giant turtle, and win, and was practicing the summoning technique. The next thing she remembered was waking up here. Her father was sitting drinking tea, calmly explaining it to her, this couldn't be fake. There were all the tacky ornaments on the wall that he had put up, but he said that they were family heirlooms. A bit confused, Licia walked over to him and sat across from him.
She grabbed a cup and poured herself some tea. She slowly sipped it and set it down. "Father, how long was I out? I remember something completely different", she said. Licia hadn't any clue what was going on, but she was going to have to find out. Her father looked back up at her, pausing. There was something different in his eyes now. "Licia, to your room, now! You know that you aren't allowed to have tea. It helps to calm me, you needn't be calmed", he yelled. After a second, Licia stood and walked to her room.
The entire way there was a smirk on her face. She had seen it, seen through this illusion, right there. Hiara would never yell at her, he always spoiled her. The king of hell was still tricking her, but she knew now. She couldn't let it out yet, so she sat in her room, reading some books. Oddly enough, the books were exactly the same as the books she had read in her own home.
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Post by bluez on Jun 17, 2008 11:34:49 GMT -5
The mischievous winds that howled between the desert dunes didn't exactly make Jin's trip easy. A lot of the time, he had to hold his ground, waiting for the winds to die, and if it wasn't for his cloak, his skin would probably be raw from the sand scrapping against the flesh. One good reason Jin war the cloak. That, however, was a while back, and he was in Sunagakure now, so despising the past wouldn't help. His job, simple. He was here to get rid of a killer. Jin, ever since leaving his village secretly, had served the mighty hand of god, taking it into his responsibility to rid the world of those committing evil. Letting them buy theirselves to freedom to commit more crimes was unacceptable, so it was up to his doing to do the right thing. Most didn't agree to killing, but most also wouldn't do anything to stop tyrants like the one he was ridding today.
The target, Mitsumido Hekishi, was a middle-aged aristocrat that served with owning prostitutes and running and underground Dead Pool. The ages usually ranged from 16-35 and they were all being held against their will. Usually, he would just kill them right away, but there was too many guards watching at the dead pool, he would need to do it when he was alone, perhaps at home. Yes, home was perfect. The plan was already decided. Jin would infiltrate the house during the time Mitsu would be working, hide, and wait for the rat to come home.
However, a little mistake had happened, when Jin proceeded into the rock-posterior house, Mitsu was already there. On his comfortable couch, enjoying a meal of noodles. He was so interested with the business papers in front of him, he didn't even notice the shadowing figure slide in through the front door. Peering from the corner, the cloaked figure decided to was best to check the interior before making a move. And with swift movements, he shot throughout each room of the house, making no noise more audible than a mouse's footsteps. The house was empty, and Mitsu would die unknowing of the killer.
Jin's ebon-painted cloak seemed to hover over the stone steps as he made his way downstairs. As expected, the slightly obese, tanned-man hadn't budged an inch. Progressing towards the couch, Jin slightly pulled his blade from his back, and gave it a twirl. The whistle was the last thing Mitsu was aware of. His head turned to meet a silver katana to the neck. The sword easily beheaded him, and blood squirted from the new opening with each heartbeat. This was the second murder he had committed this weak, but it was for a better cause...
Escaping upstairs and out a window, Jin dashed across the stone roofs, with magnificent flexibility and agility. He needed to get as far away as possible, in the least amount of time, and from what he was doing, citizens (if they saw him) would just suspect another ninja doing business. The dead-end of building tops quickly got closer to his feet, and when meeting the edge, he came to an abrupt stop, with his toes slightly hanging off the edge. Hopping down easily to ground level, Jin moved forwards, but caught interest in a white-haired shinobi looking man. He was wearing a white and black outfit to match, something that wasn't very common amongst society these days. There was something about the group that piqued his interest. Something was going on, that for some reason, Jin strongly wanted to know.
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Post by falcon on Jun 17, 2008 12:15:17 GMT -5
Saito's hand tightened up on Koutetsu's shoulder as he could tell Koutetsu was becoming agitated. "What's your malfunction, Shiro Senju?" Saito said as he inched his partner back who was about to explode. "Thanks, but not thanks. You are not who I thought you were Shiro Senju. Go and fulfill your dream whatever it is... Alone!" Saito said turning his back on Shiro as his brother flickered in to the mist. WIth his back still turned, Saito looked at the ground and smiled. "Looks as if your brother has relized what I have as well. Hmph, come Koutetsu, we dont need this." Saito said calmly as they began to walk away. Looking at the letter from the kazekage he smilled and dropped the letter at his feet. The two shinobi made there way to the entrance slowly. Saito was angry that he had spent 2 years searching for someone like this. Constant threats, along with constant put downs was all he they had recieved while talking to the shinobi. "Koutetsu? Now what?" He said calmly to his partner as he put his hands in his pockets.
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Post by `''shiro`'' on Jun 17, 2008 22:23:29 GMT -5
”Impatient little rodents, you know nothing of me. If you would be so kind as to….calm me down, my blood is boiling and I have been tempered all day, what was it that you two needed?
A slight giggle came out after the words were said, the ninja came and left so quickly, time had become wasted for no apparent reason, though tempered he was, the young warrior needed to calm down. His hand now completely holding the hilt of his blade, the sound of metal wavering in the wind put a certain chill down his spine, blood could be smelled already. The pitiful nuisance of the earth, certainly did just…rip everything he wanted to shreds, it was time for an even bigger action….a domination. A swift motion of hand seals, not many, and the world would begin to shake, or so it seemed. No real action was being taken, and Shiro was not planning to attack them on full throttle, or not even at all, he had a backup. The sound of a horn was heard, from deep below the oasis about a mile away.
”aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
The sound of an ancient tune. Throughout the entire time, three seconds had passed, the oasis he had sheltered up erupted openly, many trees and wood longings began to seep around the entire area, covering Shiro in a vast circle of vegetation, he was now in his element, there was no need for anyone to be alarmed, danger could be sensed when Shiro was actually fighting, but he kept his hand steady as it lay on his hilt, nothing more, no movements, but his senses were peaked over the top. These ninja were going to have to prove their skill in battle if they were truly going to be traveling with him, and possibly a challenge for himself, taking on two sand Jounin.
”If you wish to travel with me, then prove your worthy in battle.”
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Post by falcon on Jun 18, 2008 12:08:14 GMT -5
Saito stopped dead in his tracks. "Very well then!" he said in a flash as he pushed off of his partner knocking him back a bit. The trees seem to grow faster than he could count them. Saito pulled his hands out of his pockets and in them was an exploding tag. Iron sand quickly made a sphere around the tag and Saito through it into the trees. While the sphere made its way through the trees, Saito began running around the outside of the trees. "katsu!" Saito yelled outloud as the iron bomb went off wildly in the trees causing a large explosion. While running outside of the trees and seeing the explosion he yelled. "KATON: DAI ENDAN!" Before he could make out the last words a large flame emerged from his mouth igniting the trees in front him while he was running. "Ill smoke you out of your little hidding place. Come out and face me instead of hiding behind your little trees, they are useless when dealing with my sand." Saito said as he stopped and watched the trees infront of him catch flame and quckly spread becuase of the heat in the sand village. "YOur on MY turf now, you wont beat me so easily."
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Post by `''shiro`'' on Jun 18, 2008 19:44:40 GMT -5
Simultaneously two movements had been made by both parties. Shiro’s fortress was set up quickly, and swiftly after it came up, an attack was made by the sand shinobi, a bullet like attack in one area of the forest, easily dodge able but there were many. As soon as he heard the missiles being shot, he replaced himself with a wooden log, his real position now over his opponent who was now completing another technique, and afterwards shouting out the words “dai endan,” so Shiro still had time to kill this shinobi, but he was ill didn’t care for it. As soon as the fireballs would have erupted from the sand shin obi’s mouth, Shiro’s sword would be held out, at the back of the shin obi’s neck, while his left hand stood handing one hand seal.
{. Jutsu archive
- 1Wood Replacement [No Hand seals]
Rank: E
Type: Ninjutsu/ Evasive
Element: Mokuton (Senju Bloodline)
Description: Furthering the knowledge of the replacement technique, using their elemental chakra base, the user can replace themselves with a log in times of surprise attacks, although no hand seals are needed for the technique.
After Effects: None.
- secret unrevealed jutsu
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Post by bluez on Jun 18, 2008 23:28:25 GMT -5
Jin stood a few yards away, assessing the situation. The white haired kid, probably around his age looked dangerous, and sort of gave off a dangerous aura. Acting as a bystander, Jin attempted to get closer, piqued by curiosity of what they were doing at Sunagakure for. Some were definite Suna shinobi, but a few members of the group hailed from other great ninja villages. When he got into the range of voice in which the sounds were actually able to be understood and combined to make complete thoughts, he only heard a few words, "that you two needed..." And following that was a haunting silence. In the distance a tune played that was unrecognizable, a sort of mystic presence to it. And before his mind could conjure a thought to what it was trees pierced the golden sanded floor, creating a forest. Jin was forced to leap back now and then to avoid a sharp wood piece from damaging him, and when the forest resided, the whole front side of the Kage building was enshrouded in greenery probably never yet seen in the lands.
A quick thought sketched itself in Jin's brain, "What the hell is going on here?..." However, the danger didn't come from the trees, it came from the Sand ninja responding to it. A fury of flames pressed against the wood, and turned part of the forest into a room of intense fire. Jin usually didn't care for the lives of others, but he had just come back bloodthirsty from a killing, and this would give his appetite the perfect cover-up. He just needed to pull off the role of a self-served vigilante, and pretend he was just protecting the civilians. And now that the thought rolled a bit in his head, he would honestly do it naturally. It was just the use of his sword and the stench of blood that filled his nostrils that unleashed a beast locked up in his mind. Inhaling for a few seconds, he let out a deep breath and refocused his mind, taking the intelligent approach to the fight. Any foolish attacks could lead to his downfall, and dieing in a voluntary fight just for the sake of entertainment isn't the way he wanted to go down.
Jin's first target was the more dangerous one that actually could possibly harm civilians. He was firing off giant furious flames that would torch the wood, and cause debris that would damage nearby buildings and cause the streets of the village to be engulfed in damaging ebon smoke. Placing a soft gloved hand on the handle of his family Katana, he easily pulled it out, letting no sound escape the funnel that often sheathed the sword. With a twirl of the weapon, a hi-pitched whistle surrounded the area around him, his eyes peered to the left and right, watching for any suspicious movements. And with reassurance that he was clear for a few seconds, his hands quickly created a few hand seals and clouds started to fill the skies above. The temperature seemed to dramatically drop with a chilly gust of wind, and straight from there, all winds immediately died. Jin caught the glance of surrounding men and women staring at him, his eyes glowing under the hood. Either they saw him as a demon, or a prophet bringing the first sign of winter to Sunagakure. And returning his gaze to the burning forest, minuscule particles began to fill the air, all easily connecting with the ground. In seconds to follow, the area was covered with a veil of snow, and now he had the upper hand of fighting amongst his element.
Jin glanced over to a wall that had a slightly taller than him pillar rising from the corner. With a lunge, he landed gracefully on the small patch of stone, and shifted his sword so his right hand was holding it backwards. His eyes, still glowing from the chakra use, glared at the fire-breathing man, and he waited for the perfect chance to strike. Jin was going to take the smart approach, and not engage in any large-scale combat unless he proved a threat, he would only try to reason at first. Call of the attack maybe, though the look embedded on his face gave the possibility that this was a fight of skill, and a few injured civilians didn't matter in the process...
((I would have listed the jutsu, but I typed this up with my internet offline, and I forgot the name of it. Just click the link in my sig and it is listed on amongst the other jutsu)) |
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Post by falcon on Jun 19, 2008 10:24:59 GMT -5
"Wha!, Behind me?" The sword seem to halt where it stood. "You see shiro senju, metal weapons wont work on me. As long as you stand near me with that thing, your indangering your own life. You should have heard me out when I tried to explain my abilities. I am the only one of my kind, shiro senju. Now you will have to pay for your ignorance." Saito said as the sword began to bend and swivile a bit. The point turned back at Shiro and made a thrust towards his chest. While Saito was explaining to shiro about his special abilities, Saito had been doing a small amount of hand signals. As the sword lunged at Shiro, Saito yelled "IRON SAND TENDRILS!" As he did this 2 tendrils burst out the top of the gourd that was on his back and began lunging at Shiro as well. "3 blades, can you dodge them all?" Saito said as he spun around and the tendrils began to drill away at Shiro trying to hit them along with Shiro's sword which was being caught in Saito's Polarity Field. "I havent stretched my polarity field far, in order to save chakra. If I were you I would find a way out before all of your metal weapons turn on you Shiro Senju." Saito said calmly as the battle continued.
10. Iron Tendril Technique
Rank: C
Element: Earth/Lightning
Type: Ninjutsu, Close Range
Description: The users solidifies their iron sand and creates 2 large whip like tentacles (roughly 10 meters long, 4in thick). The tentacles can stay close to the body of the user, attaching themselves to the users gourd; or be used upon a pile of Iron sand on the floor (like a tendril sticking straight out from the floor). These tentacles can fulfill a variety of tasks, from attacking and slashing opponents like whips, or providing some sort of defense against close range attacks.
After Effect: After they serve their purpose they sand will disperse and fall onto the ground again.
Drawbacks: They can not be used outside of the polarity field. Fire type techniques will make the tendrils melt overtime and be useless. The tendrils can only stretch about 10 meters and only be used in close range.
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Post by `''shiro`'' on Jun 19, 2008 11:49:38 GMT -5
Words meant nothing to Shiro in battle, a rash mind always stayed on the offense. One hand seal held by the wooden clone as Shiro stood on top of one of the trees completing hand seals. The wood clone detonated itself with one hand seal as the ninja began to talk. Even with his iron sand becoming a tool, he was too slow. His back had already been turned and the explosion had went off, the ninja began to turn around after his iron tendrils stuck through the wood scrapings. Though, wooden splinters shot off in the first general direction, towards his opponent, thanks to Shiro’s wooden abilities he was able to control the flow of the attack. Even with the defensive iron, he was very ill prepared. Little splinters would probably enter his skin, because the ninja could have deflected some of them, but not all of them of course. The real shiro had been completing hand seals to keep his fortress up, water logging the entire forest, making it very humid inside the terrain. Though with a smile, Shiro jumped back into the darkness swiftly after the explosion had went off, and the forest still kept growing, by now the iron sand user would become filled inside of the dense forest, it was inevitable to actually hit Shiro, although he was not hiding, he stood in the center of it all, awaiting his opponent, because staying on the outside was very ignorant, seeing as Shiro held the advantage more on the outside than on the inside, but few would know it’s possibilities. The forest’s height reached too high to measure, and now seeing as Shiro was on the inside, chakra began to become restored to him, his chakra rate was increasing, but for which reason? Someone else was in his forest, someone who was changing the climate slowly. Thoughts raced through the young mind of the Senju.
I….have never been beaten, and the battle I am currently in is pitiful, I am only seeing who can withstand the attacks they will be put up to…..the iron sand user, his power is unique but holds the drawback of a death, but I shall not kill him. He could prove to actually be useful….but, where is his anger? ….and the…other shinobi, he has made crystalline frozen water fall upon my beautiful forest….feeding me the energy I need, but for what reason? Maybe he is inspired by my way of thinking also…but…how do these people know me…maybe my popularity has exceeded what I thought, heh, lets get this over with..
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Post by bluez on Jun 19, 2008 12:50:07 GMT -5
After careful inspection, and reassurance that his jutsu was firmly in place, Jin gave a strong leap forwards, dashing through the thicket of wood. Combat was audible just ahead of his position, and he knew that jumping in blindly would possible cause damage to him. Muttering, "Hyouton Shimobashira no Jutsu..." and initiating a hand seal with one hand, a column erupted from the ground, shattering the wood that was once there. Jumping on his new platform, Jin was now completing a triangle formation with the two combatants. Each were in sight, though the outsind Sand ninja was much easier to see as the white haired was behind a few branches and what not. His eyes continued to glow as the chakra restored itself in his body. Returning his gaze upon the Sand ninja, it was time to try and stop this madness.
Jin's hand iniated another seal, and the snow falling above the sand ninja accumulated together forming another pillar, which fell heavily towards the shinobi. While at the same time another colum formed underneath, with the sole purpose of pushing his opponent up towards the other pillar. Jin payed no attention to if the attack hit or not, instead, he dashed out. Upon stepping on a wooden branch, he felt a drop in energy and quickly hopped out of the thicket. He was already suffering from fatigue of the summoning of three heavy pillars, but something drained his power back there, and it threw him off guard for a second.
Refocusing on the task at hand, Jin's sword whirled before finding itself in a combat ready position. The pillars that he started forming were just now starting their task, and it was up to the Sand Ninja to evade the crushing trap. It would be difficult dodging an attack from three places, and unless this man was a genius, it would be difficult to dodge all of them. The battle was turning out quiet interesting. Mainly because of the skill of these two. Mokuton wasn't a well known chakra element, and this was honestly the first time Jin had seen its use first hand. In addition, the man he was focused on attacking, had superb control over the sand. Two worthy opponents, yet his heart's combat-lust was still controlled over the trained mind he possessed. He wasn't going to let his body fall under control to his heart, as individuals that let that happen often fell victim to defeat or loss...
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Post by falcon on Jun 19, 2008 17:26:24 GMT -5
"A clone! SHI..! That is all that could come out of Saito's mouth before the clone exploded. He did all he could to react but he didnt have to much time to react. There was some smoke and splinters that shatter through the air toward Saito. As the smoke cleared, all that was seen was Saito kneed with a red cloak of hair protecting him from the splinters. "Underground Guardian Spikes, is a very useful techniq...!" Before he could finished his sentence he was knocked into the sky by a large ice pillar. "What? A senju using an ice technique?" As he said this he noticed another shinobi standing with a a handseal locked in. "What is he trying to do?" Saito said as he looked above him to see a large frosting cloud forming above his head. "ITS A TRAP!"
As fast as he could he began forming handseals. "Iron Multi-Size..." Was all that was heard as he clashed with the cloud above. As the ice shards cleared away all that was seen was Saito stilll standing on the ice pillar with his hand raised. The iron sand had barely made its way around his hand just enough to act as a glove to bust through the cloud of snow. With a chill from the snow going down his back he took a look at the new opponent. "Do not interfere shinobi." Saito said with a commanding tone. "After I finish with this battle, your next!" Saito said as he began looking for Shiro in the woods. "Fair enough. Metal Detection Jutsu!" Saito said quetly as he closed his eyes. "Since the battle field is made up of wood it should be easy to find you!" Saito said as he opened his eyes. "That sword and your headband gave you away, I can tell by every single twitch you make with my technique." Saito said as he got out a kunai. "DODGE THIS!" Saito yelled as he through the kunai. As it got close to Shiro, Saito put his hands together. "Shuriken Shadow Clone!" Saito yelled as the Shuriken turned into 30 as they surrounded shiro coming right for him. "Ive about had enough of this. You see, I have practiced my whole life to control my chakra perfectly, not an inch wasted. When I was a genin I had to develope a great control of my chakra just to maintain my magnetic field." He said to the shinobi who had butted into the battle as the Shuriken was mear feet from the Senju.
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Post by `''shiro`'' on Jun 19, 2008 17:51:14 GMT -5
”Enough…I’m done with this battle, its boring and I’m not even trying….”
His voice was pretty confident, he had been holding a hand seal, bark began to just wrap around all his clothes and himself. What it looked at was pretty simply. His hands and arms were completely covered, with iron bark gauntlets, and bark that covered his entire forearm, then his biceps, it left space between the joints for maximum flexibility. It then began to cover over his face like the helmet the second hokage used to wear, it was a mimic. Even his chest and legs were covered up with the basics, on the chest just lied some wood connected up by his shoulder and went down which covered his back and front, with the definition of his body so that he had no extra weight upon him. His sword lay on his back and his dignity high, he was going to be traveling like this. With the iron bark he had complete control, it was greatly useful, and very dense, nothing was getting through it, and with a simple technique without any hand seals, it would become water logged, it was now the perfect defense and offense. He began walking out of the forest, a slight chill came over the terrain, and his forest began to die, he was done. He drained the rest of the chakra out of the forest so that he could keep on storing, and with his iron bark armor he would just keep a constant drain addition, basically feeding himself chakra, building his chakra stamina, it was complete.
”I believe you both need me for valid reasons, lets get this over with…”
.` note; he is using chakra to make his voice echo
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Post by bluez on Jun 19, 2008 18:28:42 GMT -5
Seeing the attack end semi-successfully, Jin wanted to show emotion, though getting happy in the middle of a battle and jumping around could lead to an early grave. Instead, he continued to glare down the ninja, prepared for another attack. His approach was going to be simple, fake a sword slash, and at the range, the ninja would be thrown off. However, with a small jutsu he developed, a blade of ice would extend possibly cutting part of the legs, neutralizing any great movement. However, before his assault, the white-haired shinobi halted the fight.
Jin felt the decrease of temperature, and he knew that the forest was withering away. The trees were dying, and shrinking, opening more spots for the air to travel freely. Peering at the powerful white-haired ninja, he whitnessed a sight that could be explained as frightening, but at the same time exciting. The wood wrapped around his body forming an armor that looked tougher than steel. It was a skill of a powerful shinobi, though it didn't seem to be in use for combat at the moment.
Realizing the scene was changing to non-hostile, he whirled his blade and smoothly sheathed it in the long funnel strapped around him. With a simple leap off the ice pillar, he proceeded out and carefully walked a few yards away from the white-haired man. When they met, Jin glanced at the sand ninja then back at the one covered in a devilish looking armor of wood. With an expressionless tone like always, he spoke, with a bit of a questionable tone to it, "I'm not sure exactly why I Need You?" This was a question hoping to answer what they were talking about earlier.
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Post by onime on Jun 20, 2008 4:13:24 GMT -5
(Shiro, you know the Kazekage right? If not, void this post) The crow that once had pecked Saito's head loomed over the short-winded battle field. Now coming with a new letter. It would shout over Jin's head upon him speaking his words. "Baka! Baka!" Zooming down towards Shiro now. It would land right in front of him. Holding a letter at it's beak, it would show it. Of course, the crow had already communicated who these people were to the assistant in the office. Holding the letter, insignia of the Sunagakure upon it. If Shiro chose to take the letter and read it, he would read;
Please come to the Kazekage office. Ask these Shinobi to escort you please. [/i][/b] The assistant had written this to be brief and ascertained. For the description the crow had described, white haired and short. It could've been Shiro from a few months back. The assistant knew this of course by a long time line she had been with her kage in office. Acting as his secretary for his whole term as Kazekage. Knowing that Shiro was on good terms with the Kazekage, maybe he could help. [Remember to rp Exit out of this thread and enter my Kage tower thread][/size] |
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