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 Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 8:56 pm
Quote: There is not much to the route between these two countries. It is a simple cross of the ocean which can be achieved many ways, although the most common, and by far most easy, is to simply charter a boat and take a calm ride. Though storms do hit the area between the two countries from time to time, most likely lingering storms coming in from the neighboring Lightning Country, the trip is usually calm and peaceful.
Quote: Post Count/Time: 8000 Words min/ 50 Hours
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 8:01 pm
Deciding it would be best to take a boat to reach lightning country they were quickly taken to the docks at the eastern side of earth country. It was far different then the area they were earlier in fact it felt like a modern port city. Hatsuma had approached the ticket booths to purchase a trip across the seas to lightning. “hm… it would be more efficient to buy a cheap and quick boat across however, Sakura wanted a means to relax… perhaps a cruise ship would do…” she commented to herself already using Oasis’ alias to get into the habit of it. Quickly sticking to her decision and purchasing the tickets before returning to the other two. “I have the tickets here we can get on board now, it’ll be leaving shortly.” She commented passing out the tickets to the two before gathering up her things. It would be difficult to multi task while hiding her arms the way she was but she would be able to manage for now. After gathering her things she made her way towards the rather massive and elegant looking ship that they would be riding for the duration of their journey to lightning country. There weren’t and nomad caravans in that country however there would be one in water country so they would continue their task once they got there. Handing the ticket to a man by the ramp she headed up and began to seek out the cabin that the stub she had left signified. This trip should be decent if they could keep on the low about their objectives… it might even be necessary to come up with a back story for themselves that would keep them from being suspected of seeking out these blades. No sooner had they gotten aboard the ship had it rumble gently to life before it began to drift out into the blue waters of the ocean. Hatsuma however paid little mind to the ship leaving and concentrated on seeking out their cabin. Quote: travel thread line count=17 total lines=687
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 8:18 pm
Oasis wandered out to the docks not paying attention to what Hatsuma was doing, and found herself walking right to the end of the dock and looking out at the water. She paused, mouth agape and stared at it. "...Thats, alot of water..." she states quietly as she looked out at it, the water felt like it went on forever and ever. She took in a deep breath and smelled the air, it tasted salty. "huh..." she mewled to herself as she knelt on the dock and reached a hand down towards the water, but before she reached the water she was snatched up from her position by Itoku.
"Sakura, do you think that now is really an appropriate time for that?" Itoku questions as he motioned lightly back over his shoulder to Hatsuma, and a ragtag band of possible trouble makers who were starting to gather, and a fair number of others who looked similar to them seemed to be piling into the boat as well.
Oasis blinked dumbfounded by the name he used for only a moment before laughing quietly, that was her 'name' right now. "Yea I suppose not." she states sticking her tongue out. She stepped around Itoku as Hatsuma came back with the tickets. No doubt Hatsuma had taken note of the people who were gathering, it probably was no simple coincidence, after all these swords were something special after all, and there was no doubt a large number of people after them. Oasis took up her ticket and proceeded to the boat, she raced the door and walked along until she found their room. she gave a few short knocks before pushing the door open. As Oasis opened the door and went to step in she was roughly shoved into the room by the figure of a fairly tall shinobi that shoved his way through. Oasis landed with a thump and turned to say a quick scathing remark to see the large man staring into the room with stone cold eyes, he let out a long heavy breath that was modified by the strange breather device that covered most of the lower half of his face releasing a loud hiss and a short burst of steam from its sides as he breathed out, the man felt menacing, and threatening so Oasis thought better of saying anything. She bowed her head lightly "Excuse me." she states before scurrying to close the door as she heard thudding footsteps proceed away from their room. Oasis plopped into a seat and took a deep breath, that was potentially very dangerous just then wasn't it? As she was thinking about that she heard heavy footsteps approaching once more,and she let out a shriek as the door opened and catapulted one of the many cup coasters that sat on a small table at the intruder. He caught the disc as the door opened and sighed.
"Sakura... Its just me, take a deep breath." Itoku states as he tossed the coaster back to its proper position. He had already made himself accustomed to using her temporary name. "Here, try these on." he adds putting a bag down infront of her.
Oasis blinked at it a few times. "OH...?" she opened it and pulled out a simple lavender colored miniskirt style Kimono with simple cherry blossom patterns on it. "its pretty." she mewled looking at it she then looked up at Itoku "Key, so now you look the other way." she states spinning her hands around motioning him to turn around. Itoku sighed and turned around. Oasis quickly changed from her tabbard style top and changed into the kimono. "There." she adds as she looked at it, there was something else in the bag, a pair of simple straw sandals. "...really?" she questions plaintively.
"Yes, wear those." he states leaving out reasoning behind it, it should have been obvious, how many barefooted girls were around here?
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 2:26 pm
Hatsuma had been in one of the rooms of their cabin on board the cruise ship, setting her things upon one of the beds she had effectively claimed it as her own. Glancing over to an end table she spotted an itinerary for events that would be happening on the cruise. She picked it up and glanced through it before stepping out into the main room where she spotted both itoku and Oasis. She waved the itinerary above her as she approached before holding it out to the two. “I think we should do some of the things in this to better establish ourselves as non-combatants… well Itoku you will still be considered one due to the cover I’ve created for us.” She stated pausing a moment before continuing. “Sakura you are a member of nobility, Itoku is your guard and I will be your hand maid for the duration of our travels. I found that these suit our personalities as well as our appearances quite well. The false documentation is easy to do with the spirit tags so I’ll handle that.” She stated grabbing up a clipboard from another table to attach the itinerary to before rejoining the other two. “with that said I think we should try and find entertainment during the trip since little can be done for our missions right now, have a look at these and pick something to go look at for now…” Hatsuma stated handing over the clipboard for Oasis and Itoku to look over the many things that were to go on during this trip. Quote: travel thread line count=66 total lines=736
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 4:35 pm
Oasis proceeded to stumble and trip about the room as she pulled the sandals on her feet pretending as though she had no balance what so ever with them on her feet. She eventually gave up the act and sat down on the other bed. She watched Hatsuma unpack for awhile before getting bored and rolling from side to side on the bed she was on. Eventually Hatsuma was done with what she was doing, and began to speak. "Hn?" Oasis vocalized and got to her feet going over to Hatsuma she looked at the itinerary. "Hehe, me, nobility..." she states quietly a little chuckle escaping as well. She turned and looked back at Itoku, that made sense, him being body guard. Then she looked at Hatsuma, who's current disguise really did give credence to the idea of her being a hand servant or maid or something to that effect. She took a deep breath and shook herself a bit righting her stance and such, if she was supposed to be nobility she should act a little more, noble. She took up the clipboard and looked at it. She held a hand up to her face pointing her fingers lightly at her chin as she contemplated.
"...Oh boy..." Itoku groans lightly, he already knew what was going to happen, Oasis had been given a role to play, and odds were great that she intended on playing the part, thoroughly.
"We should first go watch this." Oasis states pointing to the clipboard, she pointed out a rather simple arm wrestling event. "And Itoku can even participate." she states with a grin as she looked back at Itoku who simply sighed and nodded his head.
"So then I suppose we head to this event first." Itoku states as he went to the door and swung it wide open, a short bull of a man was moving forcefully down the hallway as Itoku was about to step out, the man turned back and glared at Itoku for a moment.
"For your own safety, ya better not be headed to the strong arm contest." the short man says before vanishing down a stairwell which no doubt lead to the arm wrestling contest.
Itoku huffed and narrowed his eyes, though the expression was lost to his mask he made haste to follow the short man. "Lets get this over with then." he states loudly even though he meant that he fully intended on beating that little man in the competition.
Oasis turned and looked at Hatsuma before following after Itoku, she paced herself behind him to look like he was escorting her to their location, Hatsuma was sure to follow behind her in short order. It was a fairly short walk before they found themselves in the belly of the ship where a fair sized crowd had gathered. A tall an nonspectacular looking man stood in the center in front of a table. There was several other tables about, and he pulled up a mic and began to speak.
"Welcome, to the strong-arm competition. A last man standing competition of strength and talent." the man states loudly as he pointed at the table in front of him. "All challengers please approach the tables." he states as he looked into the crowd and almost instantly there was motion in the crowd, man men of rather expected builds and appearances approached the tables, all with massive arms and barrel chests looking like human tanks formed from muscle. After the brutes had gathered Itoku stepped up, looking rather dainty in comparison to the other competitors. The man Oasis had run into before was not near the tables, his towering figure stood back in the background, watching. The announcer waved his hands and when no one else came down he ushered everyone back from the tables so that the competitors would have space to sit. He stopped and looked at the group, standing by Itoku he patted him on the shoulder and said loudly "Let the first round begin then." he states as he threw his hand in the air. Each of the competitors locked their hands together and planted their elbows on the tables. Once all were in the starting position the man motioned for them to begin. In moments most of the tables had a victor. Save for Itoku's table, at which neither arm had even moved yet. Itoku stared through the eye slits in his mask at the competitor who was obviously struggling against Itoku's arm.
"My turn now." he states as he rocked his wrist forward slightly and in what looked like a completely effortless display Itoku thrust his opponents hand against the table, nearly toppling the man from his chair at the same time. The announcer now turned judge looked at Itoku and smirked lightly as he put a hand up and motioned for the second round, the competitors all moved in, there was half the number now as at the start, and this round went in a fashion very similar to the first, Itoku throwing a surprised muscle head with a combination of strength and technique. Finally after a few more rounds it came down to the final round. Itoku sat down at the table with the shot bull like man from before. "I expected someone small like you to have gone down sooner." Itoku states in a flat tone as he looked at the man at the other side of the table.
"I told ya to stay away from this contest, I'm gonna break ya now." the man states as he placed his left arm on the table. So that had been his secret weapon, he was forcing the other competitors to use their left hand. Too bad for this southpaw. Itoku placed his left on the table without hesitation. The judge looked at the two for a moment before slapping the surface of the table meaning they were to begin. Just as with the first round neither arm moved, however it wasn't for a lack of trying on either part this time. Itoku was actually applying pressure against the left handed competitor and was gaining no ground. He paused and tightened his grip planting the elbow solid he didn't permit movement as he stared at his competition dead in the eyes. There was a light cricking sound that came from the table, and a similar one from the arm of the short man.
"Might I advise you... You should drop your arm and forfeit." Itoku states as his moved his fingers and shifted the hold of his hand slightly. The short man didn't respond and Itoku released pressing into the new position with his full strength, there was absolutely no movement for what felt like an eternity, and then it finally happened. There was a creaking sound followed by a horrible bone crunching snap as Itoku snapped his competitors arm. The moment the mans arm broke Itoku let the pressure off and looked to the judge who, with a flabbergasted expression, declared Itoku the winner. "I gave fair warning." Itoku states before walking away from the table, his opponent screaming and cussing a slew of foul things as he writhed in piteous agony.
Oasis grinned as Itoku approached. She nodded her head "thats MY bodyguard." she states emphasizing the fact that he was there to protect her and perhaps going just a little overboard. Oasis chuckled and looked at the list "So then, whats next?" she questions as she looked down the list, there was an interesting sounding competition that they could join, something called 'shuffle board' or something like that.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 3:10 pm
“Well rather than going onto another event, I think that we should consider your health Miss Sakura and look at food vending aboard to get something in you before we expend to much energy and end up weak and sick…”Hatsuma stated adjusting her glasses as she spoke calmly. “Health is quite important, as well as this task you father set us upon to allow you to experience the commoner’s life for a while…” She continued as she looked over the clipboard checking off the arm wrestling from the events they had completed. “As is there are three different locations to acquire food. The admiral’s lounge is likely to have healthier foods to eat, then there is supposed to be a barbecue pit somewhere on the upper deck near the pool… then below deck there is some food vendors that sell a variety of things and is by far likely to be the least expensive choice… since this is your journey I’ll let you decide the location Miss Sakura, just remember you are supposed to practice a budget so you can better govern your land when you finally inherit it. “She finished finally, verbally establishing their story to random passersby so as to strengthen their cover story even more. She was already quite set into her role for the trip and it would be hard to guess she was telling straight out lies. She didn’t care where they went to eat but she was feeling a bit peckish so it was pretty smart to get some food while they could given they hadn’t really eaten at all for a while so it was a good opportunity for them. Quote: travel lines=150 total lines=820 normal disguise pc= 340
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:01 pm
(disguise pc = 240)
Oasis rocked from side to side lightly, her expression changing some to fit the character that Hatsuma was describing, her catlike grin became more of a spoiled smirk, and she took a bit more of haughty attitude in her posture and wrapped her arms around her chest as Hatsuma took the clipboard again. "Hmmph." she vocalizes as she brought a hand up to her chin for a moment "well I suppose." she muses as she turned her head back and looked over her shoulder for a moment. "So, let us begin with the vendors we can sample some of the local delicacies." she states with a smirk as she strutted out in front of the group. Oasis found this role, rather amusing actually and was taken to it quite well, which Hatsuma and Itoku may eventually come to regret. She walked along with Itoku and Hatsuma at her heels she paused and held a hand out as she approached a stairway, she looked to either side before proceeding up the steps in a graceful manner, rather non characteristic for Oasis but quite befitting of a young lady. She stopped at the top of the steps and then looked about.
"I do believe the vendors are this way, my lady." Itoku states as he bowed and motioned in the direction of the vendors. Oasis grinned and nodded she vocalized some sort of short recognition before continuing on past him.
"Do not fall behind, it is unbecoming of a vassal to leave the side of their charge for much time at all." Oasis states in a haughty voice as she spun back to look at Itoku for a moment, she found it entertaining to be behaving like a spoiled rich child. She hadn't met any, or anything like that, however she had read a fair deal of manga which had such characters in them. Oasis lead the way to the snacks leaving Hatsuma and Itoku trailing a few paces behind her at all times. "Ah, there it is." she states as she approached the vending area, she paused and looked to Itoku "Right then, do acquire for me some of these snacks for me." Oasis states as she pointed into the area with a bit of a flamboyant flick of the wrist. "So not forget to get some for Ai as well." she adds with a brilliant smirk.
Itoku let out a muffled sigh before stepping into the area "yes, my lady." Itoku states with a bow before heading into the vendors.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 6:32 pm
Hatsuma, or rather Ai, followed after flamboyantly hyped up Oasis clearly getting into her role as they travelled onwards towards the snack vendors. Upon entering the innards of the ship a mixture of rich scents assailed her nose soon reaching the slurry of scents’ origins. The room was massive enough to be surprising though it was likely due to the fact a large portion of the ship tended to rest under the water’s surface rather than above it. Oasis ordered Itoku who likely disliked the roles assigned at this point. “Ah yes mister Itoku, please get me something that is sweet without having large amounts of sugar, caloric intake is important so be sure to restrict Miss Sakura’s diet to just a few items… judging by the smells here it can’t be the healthiest of foods…” Hatsuma commented in a well acted out expressive tone that would cause her to come across as bossy yet a bit timid about certain situations. She adjusted her glasses once more as Itoku shook his head before silently turning about to find some food for them to eat. He likely only put up with this due to his noble and loyal nature causing him to react in a way that was best befitting of the situation. “Well Miss Sakura I suggest we find a place to sit, after all your feet must be tired from all of that standing around earlier yes?” she questioned as she motioned Oasis off towards a bench by a wall that had a small end table on either end of it and it seemed to be able to easily seat three individuals of itoku’s size without much trouble so these two would be fine sitting here as they waited for Itoku to return. As the two sat down a couple of male shinobi around their age made their way along the wall coming to an abrupt stop at the two girls. Looking up Hatsuma gave the two an uneasy glance before speaking. “C...Can I help you?” she questioned nervously which caused a smirk to spread across one’s face. “I couldn’t help but notice you two fine young ladies are here all alone, perhaps we could help you out since you both seem quite frail, and we have all these muscles and talent.” The male in front spoke flexing a rather stringy arm it was likely he was merely a tracker, in fact both of them seemed suited to that field, or perhaps medical shinobi. “It would be a fine thing if we were alone, but we have someone who is likely far more skilled then the two of you thanks…” Hatsuma stated bluntly suddenly hoping Itoku would return quickly so they wouldn’t have to blow their cover. Though her face seemed rather indifferent her insides were telling her to punch these guys in the face. After all her emotions were muted not entirely absent from existence. Quote: travel lines=200 total lines=870 normal disguise pc= 340
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:00 pm
(disguise pc = 240)
Oasis let out a sigh and wrapped her arms about her chest once again, she stood at an annoyed angle as Hatsuma told Itoku to limit her intake. "Always the bossy one Ai." she muses before shaking her head and following along behind Hatsuma to her chosen table. Oasis sat lightly at the end opposite of Hatsuma and gently rested her elbows on the table, lacing her fingers together pensively. She crossed her ankles and turned as she heard someone approaching. It was a pair of rather goonish individuals, they seemed well, rather stupid really. Oasis internally rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation however she kept it together on the outside and only raised an eyebrow at them before letting out a well practiced sigh and flick of her left hand. "What do you think you are doing?" she states as she turned to face the boys, she tightened the crossing of her ankles and placed her hands on her knees. "Who is it that you think you are approaching in such a... manner?" she states as she tipped her head back and up in a derisive manner as if she were sizing up a disappointing cut of meat. Oasis turned again putting her profile to the boys and looked to Hatsuma with an annoyed expression. She held her hand up in the air and was about to snap her fingers when the second boy reached out and grabbed her lifted hand.
"I suppose ma' bro dere he didn't quite make 'imself clear did he?" The second spoke and revealed an almost astounding lack of intellect when compared to the first one who spoke up. Though in contrast to his appearance he was actually fairly strong. Oasis tried to snap her hand free from his grasp but it was like her hand was encased in concrete.
"Yea, thats right. I didn't make myself clear. I was proposing that we be your company for the, evening." the first said in a considerably more sinister tone than his original approach. He leaned in and planted a hand on the table "So, then what do you have to say about that?" the more intelligent of the two concluded as he looked at the bespectacled Hatsuma and pointed his hand out at his glasses as if he was going to pluck them from her face when a large and irritated figure showed up behind the two. Itoku had returned with their treats. In a brief flash of movement Itoku pulled a tanto from its sheath and flipped it over cracking the pommel down on the first boys head hard enough that he dropped chin first onto the table, with his hand horizontal now he carried across into a backhanding motion and swept the rather unintelligent one from his feet, by planting a foot behind the second boy he was able to plant him firmly on his back on the ground. He sheathed the blade and placed the snacks on the table, they were housed in little bags currently and seated on a tray. Itoku then snatched both boys up by their hair and looked them in the eyes. They were dazed and confused but by no means unconscious.
"Now... I believe you two owe the ladies a sincere apology." Itoku states in a dark sounding tone as he turned them to face Hatsuma and Oasis. The boys sputtered and stammered quite well surprised by the sudden and rather unexpected attack, and still mentally reeling at what had just occurred, who was this individual, and how did he move so quickly? However as they pondered instead of speaking they only served to anger Itoku who took it upon himself to make the boys apologize. "Since you will not make proper amends yourselves then allow me." he states as he pressed down making the boys drop to their knees. "We are both sorry, the likes of us lowly worms do not deserve to crawl upon our bellies across the ground which you have walked upon." he states standing himself in a stiff posture as he held them down on their knees. "Now is when you bow apologetically." he states before swinging their heads forward into the edge of the table giving them both another nasty crack to the scalp before ejecting both of them out behind him. "Begone you damn fools." he states with a snort before pointing them away.
"I'm certain I warned you." Oasis states with a snide little grin as she turned to face the startled young men she crossed her legs up at the knees and looked down at the boys as she turned her hand bending the wrist she pressed the back side of her hand against her chin and let out a short burst of a derisive laugh. "oh-hohohohoo." it was a bit of a shrill cackle and was certainly obnoxious, and so very stereotypically the laugh of a pampered upper class individual. The boys didn't stick around not even to make return remarks they simply gathered themselves up and bolted from the area as fast as their feet would carry them which in their current state was obviously impaired.
Itoku let out a short huff of disapproval however he straightened his clothing and handed the girls the snacks he had gathered for them. "As requested I have kept the number to a healthy few, and kept the caloric values in mind. I believe you both will find each treat enjoyable, and a fairly healthy choice." he states as he crossed a hand over his chest and bowed lightly. Oasis grinned and pulled open one of the bags placed before her and retrieved a dango from it.
"Hmm, dango... how quaint, I have heard that these are regularly eaten at festivals and the like." Oasis states with a still snide little smirk playing across her features.
Itoku shook his head lightly and pointed out a bag for Hatsuma. "I do believe I made an apropos choice for miss Ai. A sweetened warm fish, in stark contrast to your usual demeanor." he states with a smirk that was lost to his mask. Apparently Itoku was showing his humor, which was decidedly dark.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 6:12 pm
“Well that’s a rather unfavorable observational comment to be making Mister Itoku, but thank you for the help, I was ready to scream my little lungs out in fear of what those boys might have wanted to do…” Hatsuma commented placing a worried palm to her cheek as she thought about what ‘they’ would have done… or rather what she would have done to them. Hatsuma took the warm fish shaped snack and brought it to her lips before taking a bite of it which was accompanied by an ‘ohmn’ sound. Her eyes became surprisingly bright as she took in the slightly sweet flavor of the snack the pastry dough was warm and buttery and the red bean filling was the proper sweetness to accompany such a buttery flavor, the outside of the snack had a crisp flakiness to it that caused the softer center to contrast in a melodic symphony of texture to go with its mellow yet extravagant taste. This snack was normal for most but was definitely a new and greatly enjoyed flavor for Hatsuma. “This is delicious I wonder how it is made so wonderfully wonderful?” she swooned in what might not be acting as both of her hands went to her face before giving an excited wiggle expressing how much she enjoyed the flavor. “Uh hem… now that we are satiated I believe we should go about another event… perhaps this one?” she commented suddenly regaining her standard composure as she looked over the brochure pointing at what seemed to be a martial event, this would certainly explain the number of fighter type individuals. It might be wise to get some observation of foreign combative styles. “Would you be interested in this Miss Sakura?” she questioned knowing if she was she’d probably force Itoku to compete just like the strong arm competition. Quote: travel lines=274 total lines=944 normal disguise pc= 340
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 9:07 pm
Itoku chuckled lightly to himself and nodded a few times, he expected a response like that, but it didn't make the joke any less funny to him. However it was her response to the treat that took him by surprise, the usually very controlled and nearly expressionless Hatsuma let out an expression like a little child trying something amazing for the first time, really and expression that would be expected from Oasis who was currently nibbling daintily at her dango. It was a switch around for the two visually actually. Oasis, in her rich girl act seemed more like Hatsuma, where as at the moment Hatsuma seemed much like Oasis. Maybe there was some more reason to Hatsuma being teamed up with Oasis than the rabbit already knew of himself.
Oasis put the dango back into the bag and looked at Hatsuma. "Hnn, Ai... I take it the flavor was to your liking." she muses with a grin as she placed her elbows on the table and lightly rested her chin in her palms. Oasis couldn't believe the response to the Taiyaki, she liked the treat herself but it was such a big reaction from Hatsuma who never reacted, to really much of anything. Aside from the time she saw her respond to fear, however fear was one of those ultimately powerful emotions. As she regained her composure Oasis looked at the event mentioned. "Hmm, a contest of unarmed martial talent? That sounds like it would be entertaining, and maybe even educational. It could give me something to tell my guards about." she states with a chuckle as she turned her head and looked at Itoku. Who sighed silently and bowed his head.
"If it would please you my lady, I will compete." Itoku states as he stood from the bow and extended a hand as Oasis reached hers out and he helped her down from the chair in a manner much befitting to a high class lady being aided by her butler.
"Good, I didn't want to be made to ask you." Oasis states as she stepped away from the table, her unfinished dango in the bag in her left hand. Itoku walked from Oasis over to Hatsuma and did the same for her before they proceeded to the area where the combat would be, it was in a more open air area of the ship. It was a nice area, and a very official looking dojo arena was setup. A great deal of individuals had gathered, a few of them were plainly repeats from the strong arm competition, however there was a great deal of different people here. A great number of them dressed in classic martial arts gi of many different martial practices. There was obviously at least two who were wearing kendo jackets. There was one who was probably going to be the greatest challenge. He stood in a fairly formal fashion and yet he gave off a bestial aura. His gi had both sleeves torn off the color was probably white at one point, however it was an odd gray and rust color. Itoku recognized those colors to be the results of blood and sweat, it had obviously been cleaned but only in a manner to clean it not to remove the staining. Itoku looked for, and found, his belt which was black. He could tell from its appearance that it was a black belt that followed the original idea of the black belt, it was such a color from a lifetime of training, blood, sweat, and the soil of the earth. His skin had a slightly abnormal orange color to it. There were many apparent scars on his skin and they gave an odd striping to the flesh visible on his arms, like the stripes on a tiger. Itoku took a deep breath and looked over the rest of the group, who else in there seemed that they could be dangerous. Most of the rest of the crowd seemed to be made of what was expected in such a tournament, strong individuals of varying capability. However as he came to the last few that he could see there was one last one to stand out. He had a thin body build and narrow snake-like eyes. The way his eyes slid across the room proved he was doing the same as Itoku, when they locked eyes for a moment there was a flash of something, a terrible sensation that washed over his person, that small framed man, was likely more dangerous than the tiger like man by a long shot. A short mustached man stood in front of the crowd and revealed a sign up sheet.
"In an orderly fashion, everyone please approach and sign your name, or an alias by which you are acting under." he states as he motioned to the sign up sheet. There was a rush of movement now as a line was formed. Oasis looked down the line and was curious as to how quickly this would proceed. Itoku looked back to Oasis before stepping into the end of the line.Itoku patiently waited in the line, and looked for the two most outstanding characters, and watched when and where they signed the sheet. Itoku now stood in front of the sign up sheet and looked for the two combatants he was most interested in. It took only a moment as he wrote his name on the sheet 'Itoku' he wrote it cleanly with well formed kanji and then he stepped up to a box and pulled a sphere from it like the others had done, they weren't told why to do this, they were simply instructed to do so after writing their names. The tiger man's name, or alias as it might be was Mouko and the thin snakey man wrote the name Jadoku. The names were befitting their appearances conveniently enough. Mouko meant something along the lines of 'big tiger' and Jadoku meant snake venom. He looked at the sphere he had picked it had the number 13 on it. He sighed, an unlucky number. The last having signed the short man with the mustache spoke again "Good, now you all can get ready the first round is going to begin in five minutes." he states as he pulled another sheet to reveal a large board which held numbers and lines, and now their names, each connected with their number, the number they had drawn. It must have been some strange either technology or sneaky technique that made it possible. Itoku saw his name he was the fourth fight in that round. So he had some time. "For those late comers to the arena, I will give a short summary of the prize. There is a thirty thousand ryo reward and a custom weapon forged by the legendary sword smith who is currently on this ship, as well as a medal for you to wear." the man states before he stepped down and sat at the table, there was a sudden sound of a gong being struck which was obviously meant to signify the beginning of the first fight of the first round. It was an uneventful fight to say the least a pair of simple, and rather similar street fighters brawled in the ring for awhile until one of them was unable to continue and the fight was called in favor of the one who went by the name of Ken. The second fight contained a judo fighter squaring off against a rather standard tai kwan do fighter. The fight came to an end when the Judo fighter pulled the fighter through a number of moves ending in a throw which ejected him from the arena. Oasis watched each fight interestedly, but only half interested, maintaining a fairly disinterested appearance appropriate for a character of her standing. She clapped when the others did so however she kept the clap quiet and maintained contacting her fingers from her left hand against the palm of her right to create a sophisticated clap. Finally Itoku's first fight came up. Itoku got into the arena after leaving his weapons with Oasis and looked for his opponent, who came clambering into the area. He was a scrappy youth, and from his lack of stance he wasn't formally trained, at all. The judge looked at Itoku and motioned to question if he wanted to remove his jacket, and Itoku simply shook his head. The judge shrugged and the gong sounded.
"Here I come, Dragon style!" the youth shouted as he launched into a variety of obscure movements culminating in a thrust like punch aimed at Itoku's center. Itoku made a scarce movement and dodged around the attack he lowered his hand to contact with the youth's wrist and sent the boy to the canvas. He landed with a whump but jumped back to his feet an oddball vivacity to his movements, he seemed quite similar to Oasis in personality. The boy swung his arms around in a wide pattern and paused when he was in a stance like the trigrams stance from the Hyuuga family and then proceeded to move in to strike at Itoku, each strike was batted away like one would shoo fly's however even with such ease of movement to stop his attempts the boy was entirely undaunted as he stopped at the other side of the arena breathing heavily. "So, you can stand against my dragon fist style fighting, lets see if you can stand against turtle fist!" he states as he rolled his hands into tight fists, had he just created names for his odd movements? Perhaps he was one of those who wanted to create his own martial style. Although the boys moves were useless against the well trained Itoku, there was an interesting pattern developing, each of his unorthodox movements were without waste. Itoku smirked and struck up a mild fighting pose, it was time to put an end to this fight. As the boy came in for his strike Itoku swung about and dropped a few key strikes on the boy as he extended a leg and pushed, the movement should have sent the boy reeling right out of the arena, however as he neared the edge the boy dropped a foot hard and spun against his heel taking in the momentum of different movements of his limbs he turned what would have been a tumble off the side into an edge hanging movement ending with him right back facing Itoku in the arena still. The boy had obvious talent.
"Do not allow a boy like him to defeat you. After all what use is a body guard who cannot win a fight?" Oasis states with a haughty attitude the character she had developed as Sakura was an interesting one, if not perhaps a bit annoying, which was the entire purpose.
"Yes... My lady." Itoku states, there was no hint of irritation in his voice however internally he was quite irate. As the boy came in towards him again Itoku swung about and dropped two heavy strikes against the boys back and kicked his legs out from under him at the same time. This movement crashed the boy against the canvas with a heavy thud. Itoku expected that to be the end of it, however only seconds after impact the boy flipped over onto his back and then rolled to be positioned onto his chest again and threw himself like a torpedo at Itoku's chest. Itoku dodge and grabbed the boy by the ankles and threw him down against the ground again. Who was this boy and why was he able to take such a beating? Itoku glanced to the name board and found his competitors name, he had signed it 'Goku' Itoku blinked a few times, curious if that was his actual name or an alias both were possible. Itoku turned and looked as Goku got to his feet again and turned his palms against each other before he grinned up at Itoku.
"I thought I wouldn't need to use my super secret move, the monkey fist." Goku states with a grin as he turned his hands so that his fingers pointed in opposite directions and slowly slid his arms to his side. He bent his knuckles and created a ball shape out of his hands and lowered his stance turning to aim his approach at Itoku, who was now curious as to exactly what the boy thought he was going to do. However Itoku soon found out as Goku took a sudden step forward and thrust both hands out from his side and let out a short shout. Visually nothing spectacular happened, however Itoku was suddenly hit by a heavy wave of force which nearly pushed him off his feet. Itoku braced himself and moved into a serious fighting position. He couldn't allow Goku to continue like this, it seemed to boy had a limitless supply of energy and he seemed to be getting stronger with each time Itoku hit him. Itoku narrowed his eyes as he pulled his hands to his sides and breathed out deeply. His posture crept lower until he moved taking two long strides forward his hands erupted from his sides and connected cleanly with the boys shoulders catapulting him from the arena. Goku landed heavily in a chair at the side of the ring and had a shocked, however oddly pleased look on his face. "You are a really strong warrior!" he called out to Itoku as he was declared the victor. Itoku turned and nodded his head to Goku acknowledging the boy's statement.
"You, show great potential." Itoku states before he left the arena and headed towards Oasis and Hatsuma who were seated at a tall table at the wall of the dojo-esq room. "That was unexpected." he states as he looked at the two of them, he took a seat and looked back to the arena. The remaining fights were similar to the first, however the two he was watching were almost uninteresting as they ended in only moments. Mouko landed only one solid blow on his opponent which sent him stumbling from the arena, and Jadoku made a number of strikes which caused the fighter to seize up and collapse, he wasn't in any life threatening condition, however he was unable to move for a long period of time after-wards. There was a few fights left however Itoku hadn't noticed anyone else who signed up to be taking interest in so he took a seat.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 10:29 pm
Hatsuma had followed along after Itoku and Oasis promptly standing in line with them as they approached to sign up. While they signed Itoku in an idea came to mind to aquire them a bit more money, after all two was better odds then one to win the competition. As the others turned to head away from the sign-up Hatsuma scrawled an alias on the sheet ‘Gansaku Fujin’. “She’ll arrive later I was tasked with making sure she got the chance to enter.” She stated simply with a bow before following to catch up with the other two. “They said they needed help in the women’s locker with towel collection and match advice, I offered to help since they said that they would pay me well, I hope that is okay Miss Sakura, I figured initiative in getting money would be important.” Hatsuma explained with a bow as they made their way to a room that was half open air and held an amazing stadium style arena on its’ grounds. “This is where I take my leave, good luck Mister Itoku, be safe Miss Sakura.” She stated with a courteous bow before turning about and heading towards the women’s locker room. Rather than heading straight there she veered off and quickly formed some unique gear. It was a martial uniform for karate, however it had extended and enlarged sleeves she also had a headband that she wore as she tied her long now red hair in a high pony tail. Using a quick hand seal her eyes changed from purple to a fiery orange color. It was a technique that heighted her vision for ranged techniques but this would do fine for an eye cover up to allow her to remain incognito during the match. She slipped the uniform on and decided to use karate solely as it would reduce her connection to wind country, it was also her best formal style that she knew and would better explain her roughly double strength. As contrary to her disguise this one let her use both sets of arms though they had to be used in unison with one another. Feeling content in her disguise, she caused the skin toning sand to change as well giving her a fine line of freckles over the bridge of her nose and well as a slightly paler tone than even the Ai disguise held. She made her way to the women’s area of the lockers only to find that her cover was slightly inaccurate as the lockers were sanctioned off for ‘A’ and ‘B’ contestant groupings, thankfully Itoku was in the other locker though she was sure he’d figure out what she was up to. This would be a good opportunity to see how Itoku’s technique functioned first hand since he had rather remarkable speed. Sitting on a bench she spotted two formidable feeling foes, one reminded her of a turtle due to the fact he was very broad; not fat but very wide in stature, the fact he seemed to have a flat almost no existent nose settled the turtle image in her mind certainly the other looked almost noble she was slender in physique and had brilliant red hair that seemed to flare up like head plumage of a bird. Her gee was sleeveless and seemed a single piece separated top and bottom by a black sash. Her yellow eyes seemed to contrast her darker skin tone quite well. They both conversed between one another and Hatsuma took a seat upon a bench to await her turn. When contestants left they would be sorted by loser and winner the loser clearly leaving and the winner entering another larger room to await the next round. “Ah; what a splendid fight from our contestants! Next up we have some unknowns, Gansaku Fujin and Hojiro Mashima please come to the arena now!.” The announcer shouted out over the microphone and soon Hatsuma stood and made her way out. Once out there her now orange eyes analyzed her opponent deciding he too used a form of karate. “It seems we have a pure style match between to karate fighters! Let’s see who’s style reigns supreme in what is likely to be an amazing round!” the announcer stated stepping back allowing the two fighters to bow in respect to one another before both of them struck strong and nearly identical stances, however Hatsuma could already see a flaw in her opponents’ that might actually cost him the fight. “Alright contestants!....FIGHT!” the announcer wave his arm down between the two and quickly vacated the arena allowing the two to start the match. As expected the man named Hojiro shot forward with a powerful straight punch which Hatsuma blocked with some effort shifting past him to backhand him in the side. A powerful thud noise rung out and cause Hojiro to stagger to the side before correcting himself once more. Hatsuma had gauged him and notice he had a weak defense on his left. Looking a little agitated he brought down a rotated drop kick which Hatsuma responded by lowering her stance to counter with a swipe guard. This caused him to stagger once again. His strikes were solid however if they didn’t hit they didn’t do anything. Hatsuma was able to read him quite easily actually. Feeling little need to drag this out further hatsuma waited for the right moment in his next attack, which was a straight punch, to counter with a straight punch of her own as she side stepped and brought the punch right into his side. Him being taller it connected just under his extended arm causeing him to slide across the arena before falling to his knee. He opted to tap out as he clutched his side in pain. Hatsuma returned to her starting stance and exhaled a controlled breath before adjusting her sash. Bowing to the crowd she left the arena and went to the new waiting area. "Wow what a match, the control that Fujin had over the fight was amazing, it just shows that concentration is absolute int the fighting world today!" the announcer exclaimed as Hatsuma and Hojiro both left the arena. "There will be a short intermission between rounds, please take this time to get something to refresh yourselves." The man with the mustache states before he himself walked off, that was likely why he called this pause in the fighting, because he wanted a short break. Quote: travel lines=455(over complete now lol) total lines=1125 normal disguise pc= 340
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 11:59 pm
Itoku sat down beside Oasis paying little attention to when Hatsuma left. However as the remaining matches went down he grinned as a certain fighter appeared and stepped onto the arena. This Fujin girl was a fairly talented fighter, and he had a feeling that he recognized her in some fashion. However he decided to ignore that and instead returned to watching the others who were mulling about. The losers who were uninjured consoled each other, and told tales of their grand valor and fighting ability and other such cockamamie things as they commiserated. The winners were doing somethin similar shouting big statements with plenty of gusto and bravado. All the commotion grew louder as the first round finally came to a close. There would be a short intermission before the next round began. He would be facing off against the Judo fighter he saw in the first round in this round. He nodded slowly as he thought of the best way to counteract a Judo fighter.
Oasis, had stopped thinking, or rather she wasn't paying attention. She was looking around the room at all the different people, and she had soaked up what information there was to be had from the fights on the arena, the later rounds would be the more informative ones. "Itoku, get me a drink, I am thirsty." She states as she looked over to Itoku. "Get two, you should keep yourself hydrated if you don't want to be made a fool of." she adds with a devious grin.
"Yes, my lady." Itoku states as he got to his feet it was his loyalty to the caravan, and knowing more of the truths about Oasis than anyone else that kept him acting how he was supposed to instead of just getting angry about this setup. He walked over to a concession stand and gathered two tall citrus fruit beverages. They would quench thirst, and have a good flavor. He walked back over to Oasis and deposited her drink. "Your beverage, lady Sakura." he states as he bowed his head lightly before turning and sitting down, he stuck the straw under his mask and proceeded to take a long sip from the beverage, as expected it had a cool texture, sweet and yet slightly bitter at the same time, perfect. Itoku watched as Mouko and Jadoku were both walking in close proximity and speaking to each other. It was obvious that Mouko was not his friend, but still obvious was that they were associates in some manner. His surveillance was interrupted as the young man from before appeared.
"Master Itoku, you must take me on as your pupil!" Goku declared as he stood in front of Itoku, and Oasis. He glanced over at Oasis for a moment and blinked before his gaze returned to Itoku.
"...No, I am currently employed as lady Sakura's body guard or butler... At times I'm not completely certain which role I am to fulfill." Itoku states before taking another drink, he wasn't about to consider taking a student, let alone some spastic youth.
"You are here for both." Oasis states in response to Itoku who hadn't actually asked a question. He nodded slowly and bowed his head, giving the coined 'yes, my lady' response yet again.
"Fine, for now I will continue my search for King Saru's bo-staff." Goku states with a heavy hearted sigh before racing off once again, he really was alot of Oasis in that. Oasis chuckled lightly, inside she was quite curious about the boy, and found him to be friendly and interesting. However the Sakura character could not care less. Itoku stood up and took a few steps before turning back to face Oasis.
"I am going to take my leave for a moment my lady." Itoku states before walking off, he didn't give a reason and that was annoying to 'Sakura'. Oasis crossed her legs and let out a huff as she took an annoyed sip from her drink.
"I have a small announcement to make. It would seem a few of the competitors have, dropped out, so the next round will be a bit smaller than originally intended." A fair voiced woman called out on the microphone before the chart was adjusted, the first fight was entirely eliminated now, both it seemed the Ken fighter had left after the first round three others were removed in a similar fashion. The original first round was a solid twenty fights, or total of fourty fighters. This round was supposed to have ten fights featuring twenty total fighters, however four had apparently quit and now it was a eight fight round featuring eighteen fighters. Oasis sighed, that meant their fun would be cut short.
Itoku walked around the arena and into the fighters preparation room, which told him that Hatsuma's story wasn't legit, seeing as there was no gender separation, it was simply split into two areas. He was able to tell there was no separation because there was a couple of female fighters in the room, they were quite the scrapers, he could tell from the fights he saw. However, he was surprised by one. The judo fighter he expected to take on next, was not a guy. He was unable to tell from the distance before and the exceptionally subtle movements hadn't given away any gender keys. Her figure was fairly androgynous as well. However currently she was adjusting her top some and he was able to see the wrap used to secure her breasts. "I see." Itoku states slightly before turning and heading back out, he was interested to find out how well this judo woman could fight.
It wasn't long before Itoku had left the room that he heard the gong, apparently the break was over. He headed to the arena, his fight would be now instead of third due to those who had dropped out. Itoku stepped onto the stage and awaited his opponent, who came moments later. He knew that his opponent was female however she did a decent job in disguising most of her gender identifiers and pulled off the look of a fair faced male fighter. It was likely she was worried that people would take it easier on her due to her being a girl, which was sadly enough true quite often. However that was disgraceful and he wasn't about to do that for her. Lady or not, he was going to win the fight. The judo woman took up a simple posture and waited for the fight to start. "Our next competitors, Itoku, a fighter who's style has yet to be identified, and Ichiin a contemporary Judo fighter." The announcer states before signaling the beginning of the fight. Itoku watched as Ichiin stood statue still watching him. Would this be a face off to see who moved first? However as Itoku moved his foot forward Ichiin did the same. Itoku quirked a brow and thought about it for a moment, what was she up to. He took two quick steps forward and Ichiin followed suit. Itoku smirked, he knew what she was doing, it was an interesting technique that would allow some fighters to size up their competitions strengths and weaknesses, and other fighters used it to get into the head of their opponent and bother them, causing a flaw in motion. Itoku nodded and then moved he took a number of long strides forward before swinging a flat hand in towards the side of her head, she moved to strike in a similar, yet very obviously countering manner, she was going to try a throw, it was the same as her first fight. She wanted to tie her movements to the opponents, and then use that bond to make her opponents movements her's and take complete control of the rhythm. However Itoku knew this technique and as the two arms swept he cocked his hand back and slipped a grip around her wrist and pulled forward dropping his posture he snapped his hand free from her arm before she could grapple in return he slid forward and wheeled into a backhand motion which was counted with an expected vertical arm however he followed through with his other arm and lashed his hand to her wrist and punched his other arm out straight he pulled her arm down and then pushing against the back of her arm circled around and pulled her arm behind her back. It was unlucky for her that she was against Itoku, who was well trained in many different martial forms. However as he attempted to lock her down with another movement she made one that was rather unexpected, she pulled forward some and kicked clean over her head striking Itoku with the point of her foot on the top of his head, with a surprising amount of force. Itoku released her arm and dropped back, he gave his head a short shake before pulling his heavy coat off. His head, and thus ears, were still covered by the hood attached to his current mask. The coat hit the ground with a weighty thud. He struck his arms out to his sides and let out a short huff of breath. He pulled in a deep breath and then vocalized as he released it, a mantra, and mudra at the same time as he slid his stance and hands into a different fighting style. Ichiin recognized that her originally technique wouldn't work and so she needed to take the offense this time or she would lose. Ichiin let out a short huff as well before she moved forward quickly moving on the balls of her feet she made her movements faster however the gender anonymity was starting to fade. She struck quickly with a dagger like right hand however Itoku blocked, crossing his arms at the wrist like an X and pressing her hand directly into the floor. He drew his hands back quickly to avoid grapple and then swung his head forward attempting to strike the point of her head with his forehead. Ichiin dropped down and rolled back kicking her legs up as she went she planted her feet against his forehead and caused herself to slide back across the floor. She f;lipped quickly to her feet and watched Itoku for a moment before she launched again, he had apparently riled her up. Her movements were becoming sloppy now. Itoku waited, he only needed one movement now. She drove in quick with a number of strikes Itoku simply side parried most and then on a power strike he jumped clean over her and landed behind her, in a sudden flicker of movement he stuck two fingers against a series of pressure points in her back and arms and Ichiin went limp armed and slumped forward collapsing onto her knees. She knew there was no way to continue. She also could not tap out and was forced to speak.
"I concede..." Ichiin states in a very clearly female voice. It was a very soft lovely tone to her voice, probably another reason she hid her gender, she sounded like the type who would be treated like a frail flower instead of allowed to fight seriously.
"Your name isn't Ichiin." Itoku states as he poked at a couple spots and returned motion to her arms and freed up most of the other points so she would regain control sooner and likely have less soreness. He held a hand out to her "You fight well. You put most of the men here to shame." he states as Ichiin stared at his hand angrily for a moment.
"You say that now." she states irritatedly as she shook her arms lightly obviously irritated.
"I knew you were a woman from the beginning of the fight, you can hide alot of things to disguise your gender, some things however cannot be hidden. Someone with well tuned senses will always be able to tell." Itoku states giving a short nod.
"Well, your no normal man..." she states as she took the hand up. "My name, is Fuuyuki." she adds as he helped her to her feet.
"Fuuyuki." Itoku states bowing his head shortly "I do not go by an alias, I am Itoku." he adds with a slight sound of pride to his voice. "No I am no normal man." he finishes as they stopped and then parted ways at the bottom of the arena.
"Hah, a gentleman and an excellent fighter. Itoku proves to be an interesting individual." The announcer states as he got up and readied to announce the next match.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:36 pm
Hearing the announcement Hatsuma figure those who dropped out saw completion they weren’t fond of, whatever the case her next fight seemed to be unchanged as she was soon called out to the arena the time of the match being bumped up to the third slot since those who left broke the rounds near the early matches causing the extra fighters to be paired up at the bottom of the bracket. Walking out to the arena the announcer began his standard schpeel once again. “This fight will certainly be an interesting one, this round we will be pitting The mighty ‘Silent Fujin’ who’s fists back double the pack according to our interview of her last opponent who as you all know tapped out only after two strikes… those strikes were solid though as three of his ribs were broken causing immense pain to even move!” He motioned his hand to Hatsuma who was now on stage. “And Silent Fujin’s opponent breezed through her match with her adapted style of Chinese kungfu, which normally mimics only a few animals for its technique, her’s however would be more akin to an entire zoo of animals having observed many animals is likely what spawned her unorthodox and effective branch of Chinese kung fu! Give it up for the spitfire Aryuu!” His hand extended towards the other end of the arena at a rather short female wearing standard martial gear for and Chinese kung fu practitioner, she seemed quite youthful her pigtailed black hair simply adding to the effect. They both approached the center of the ring and Hatsuma quickly noticed the sour look on the short girl’s face. “What? I have to fight this broad?! She doesn’t even have breasts you can hardly call her a woman at all!” Aryuu sniped out her voice sharp and irate as she scanned over Fujin’s shape deciding the small amount of chest Hatsuma DID have wasn’t adequate enough to qualify as female. The bandages Hatsuma was wearing under her uniform certainly didn’t emphasize her figure at all. “Wow what a comment and Silent Fujin is staying true to her title! one I gave her mind you… Let’s get this round going then!” Hatsuma and Aryuu both cleared the distance and bowed to one another before getting into their respective poses. Aryuu’s was low to the ground and Hatsuma’s was a straight forward stance as she began her controlled breathing. Rather than beating the whelp outright she thought it be better to demoralize her before hand, she would take a few blows before finally striking. “And FIGHT!” the announcer shout swiping his hand between the two fighters. The announcer stepping back intiated Aryuu’s body to leap into action writhing and bouncing about in a very animalistic manner. Hatsuma stayed put remain silent not even following along after the short fighter. This of course caused a sour look to reach the females face once again. “If you won’t start off, I will!” Aryuu shouted out before bounding skyward spiraling about mid-air bring flailed limbs down at Hatsuma. Hatsuma shifted to the left still remaining in place which allowed the blows the small down upon her shoulder rather than atop her head. As expected the style held little power and instead relied more on precision than on striking with power, this girl being flustered however couldn’t focus enough for the precision required of her style. She began striking furiously along Hatsuma’s body that remained planted her pose unwavering as the little bits of power weakly built up upon one another. “Gah I hate power martial artists! They always try and make us feel weak!” Aryuu exclaimed switching stances into one of her unorthodox poses quickly bringing a fist forward connecting cleanly in Hatsuma’s gut. This hit was different and actually broke Hatsuma’s stance causing her to step back once. That strike was different… rather than pinpointing a strike zone there were reverberations that seemed to hit all the points without remorse. Though it wasn’t painful it caused an unsafe relaxation of the body. Hatsuma needed to get things moving and avoid getting hit again. “Ha so you moved! Good it means you are softer than that guy I fought last round!” Aryuu exclaimed triumphantly switching yet again to another unknown stance. Hatsuma responded by switching her stance as well allowing her to maneuver more effectively. Aryuu shot into action unleashing a barrage of strikes that Hatsuma could barely keep up with constantly deflecting the strikes having no openings for a counter attack instead she would remain defensive, if worse came to worst she could throw the spitfire from the arena, this fight would actually be good allowing her to feign a bit about her actual skills to throw off the rest of the competition to her actual ability when she tried to reach the final match. In a quick side step she shot a fist forward in an attempt to punch the short girl however her height allowed her to easily drop under it and bring a potent strike up into Hatsuma’s elbow. Though she was fine with one arm shy she knew the strike was strong enough to disable and arm and had to feign the response of such allowing her left arms to fall limp at her side as she weaved away from the short girl analyzing what she should do next. Getting little time to step back her space was shortly breached by Aryuu once more who sent forth another barrage of un-aimed strikes. It was kind of frightening to think what this girl would be capable of if she actually focused her strike properly. Hatsuma spent her time dodging back and weaving between the strikes avoiding anymore unnecessary injury for the time being. While she analyzed the little girl for any openings she might expose. With her constant stance changes it was quite difficult to hone down any real weak points. She would need to sit through all of the stances she knew just to get a jist of how to respond to this girl. What’s more is the girl was expending minimal energy while Hatsuma was stuck responding, they would be dancing about for quite a while at this rate. “You know it just makes you seem stupid for not talking! It also makes people hate you!” Aryuu shouted in a feeble attempt to get under Hatsuma’s skin, it was quite clear how she made it through round one. Coupled with her skill as a martial artist she also held a sharp tongue that would definitely cut most into a rage and cause them to become far more reckless. Aryuu yet again moved into another stance and began utilizing her legs which had more power and reach then her jabbing arms seemed to have. Her stance was remarkably low to the point her hands nearly touched the ground; switching her posture her whole upper body swung foreward with her striking palms. With a slipt second idea Hatsuma shot a powerful punch into the open palm of the short girl. The force of the strike impacted loudly into Aryuu’s palm and a resonating cracking rung out as Aryuu’s wrist went limp causing her arm to fling back with far more fervor then was imparted from the initial impact. Bounding out of range she nursed her wrist and shot a cold glare at hatsuma who relaxed and then re-tensed the fist she had just used for that powerful punch. In either case Aryuu would be one limb down for attacking, though she could still use her elbow it wasn’t a part that was utilized often in Chinese kung fu no matter the adaptations to it. “Stupid butch girl, you aren’t supposed to hit so hard no matter how flat your front is!” Aryuu shouted out coldly as she settled her injured arm behind her back and prepared another stance that was a little more core in regards to the teachings of Chinese kung fu. It was also more of a reflexive defense stance then an offense, this meant Hatsuma would likely be moving in for the attack if she wanted to get this match over with. Grabbing her ‘injured’ arm she massaged it a moment before wiggling out any remaining stiffness from it and returned to a pose more suite for attacking, her stance was a bit wider than normal and she had on hand in a fist at her waist while the other was pointed forward and open palmed, it wouldn’t remain open when she struck with it but an open palm was much easier to deflect attacks with. Finally Hatsuma shot into action bound forward swiftly and powerfully bring her fists forward in a flurry of accurate and potent strikes. Aryuu worked hard to fend off the strikes successfully and was able to shift away from the strikes she couldn’t block. She had talent but she focused to much on one strike at a time and karate had strikes that utilized both fists for unisoned strikes. Shifted forward she began to bring both fists down upon Aryuu who as expected was only guarding for one hit. The fist that was unguarded connected with Aryuu’s stomach which set her off balance for a second duel strike which connected powerfully in both spots. The sudden impact sent Aryuu spiraling to the floor where she slid and ended sprawled upon the arena ground. The short girl tried to get to her feet but the force of the hits shook her entire frame into immobility. “Wow! I’ve never seen dual striking combed in such a way, Aryuu is out and Silent Fujin advances to the next round, she’s a fire starter for the fighting spirit I’ll say that much!” The announcer shouted hatsuma bowing respectfully to her down opponent and adjusted her sash before taking her leave of the arena to wait in the resting area; she would likely get some refreshments to help stave off the fatigue that would be sure to come. The rest of the fights’ rounds went off as expected the more powerful opponents shining through with relative ease creating the round 3 line-up which consisted of the eight remaining combatants. This is where the fights would surely pick up heat as the majority of the fighters were very powerful in presence and likely skill as well, of course Itoku was among them so it would certainly be an interesting round the following rounds would be even more interesting than that. Hatsuma would have to be careful that much was certain, she was now known to the crowd as well as her opponents and they were steering clear of her to avoid any unneeded analysis of their technique or body build. Quote: travel lines completed=667/400 total lines=1337(lols right hur yo.) normal disguise pc= 340
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 9:50 pm
Itoku watched Fujin's fight, now certain that was Hatsuma. He nodded a couple of times as he watched the fight unfold. She was a talented fighter for an individual of her current level. The one she was fighting was no slouch either, though she lacked discipline. He had a bad feeling about this last round, there was eight fighters left now, there would be four fights in this round. Itoku looked to the board, he was to fight the 'big tiger' Mouko. There was two fighers that he was also unsure about. One by the name of Kanan, this fighter was a woman that he noticed, who was not shy about her gender, and her moves were dangerously powerful. The other would be Kaidzuko a fighter who he didn't know anything about. He stayed near to the arena as he heard other fighters moving about, most of the earlier losers were leaving at this point. At this point there was the sound of the gong again, meaning the next round had now started, the break was shorter this time, it would seem the man hosting the tournament was basing it off his schedule more than anything. Itoku got up on the stage and watched for his opponent, who was surprisingly already there on the stage. "This fight features the Noble Itoku, versus the ferocious Muay Thai fighter Mouko." the announcer states as he looked to the two fighters, both bowed respectfully towards each other and then the announcer signaled the beginning of the fight.
"You have done well until this point. However you will not be defeating me today." Mouko states in a low gruff tone as he moved into a standard opening stance for muay thai. He brought his hands up and lifted his leading right leg narrowing his profile and preparing his striking points. Itoku took a deep breath and decided which style of fighting he would need to use. It would be a good idea to use one similar to the judo woman from before. He needed to avoid being hit by even a single blow as it would seem from the slight alterations in his body posture that his opponent intended on using full power in his strikes. Itoku locked his eyes on his opponents and then he felt something, a wavering of energy. He shook his head and changed his stance almost instantly the style he was going to use wouldn't be strong enough, this individual, he was easily master class. Itoku switched his stance and launched his coat off. He stood with leg bent at the knee lifted so just his toes were touching the arena floor his hands open with the thumbs pulled tightly against the sides of the palm. His right arm lead forward palm down and shoulder forward, the left arm back closer to his side he curled his fingers at the second and third knuckles for a palm strike stance and coiled his elbow back drawing that hand close to his body the palm faced up towards the heavens. "Hahaha!" Mouko laughed he knew what was going on both were of master class, the fight would be decided by one move alone, it was only a question of when that decisive blow would land. Mouko not one to wait launched forward to attack with a loud tiger like roar he jumped fowrad towards Itoku and landed in the tight zone where a wide reaching fighter would take issue with striking let alone evading and then swung in with his right elbow shifting his torso out and back as he moved tight against his opponent for the first move. Itoku shifted his body lifting his food entirely from the ground he spun his body in flow with the elbows strike pattern and evaded being touched with only a fraction of space between his body and the offending limb. Itoku turned in the motion and struck his flat hand out towards the shoulder joint of Mouko while his left pointed upward and he swung his elbow for the revealed back of his opponents arm.
Mouko responded coiling his body down and drawing his arm in he pushed into the open space on Itoku and brought his left arm up from a low position aimed to strike Itoku in the low side of his chest as he threw this blow he kicked his leg against the ground which would push him away from Itoku.
Itoku swung his hands in quickly and then brought both down bracing the attempted elbow strike he pushed against it and then applied more force against the arm leveraging himself against the elbow and aborting Mouko's jump he instead threw himself over Mouko and landed behind him. Itoku landed quickly striking both arms out to full stretch and then snapped around swinging his arms to his sides he leaned forward and jutted both hands in a blade strike at Mouko's open back guard.
Mouko dropped forward and rolled as Itoku hit him turning it into momentum instead of a strike he rolled forward and then flipped onto his feet turning in an instant to face Itoku. a smirk on his face. "Seems that we both need to be more serious about this." He states as he planted both feet firmly on the ground and let out a short 'haa' sound. Mouko grabbed the top of his Gi and pulled it off tossing it to the ground it made a weighty thump as well, it was obviously weighted like Itoku's jacket was. "This will be a fight to remember." he states as his eyes almost seemed to flash as he locked eyes with Itoku.
"Yes. Then let us continue." Itoku states as he stepped forward crossing his arms for a moment he took a deep breath and let it out with a low 'oo' tone before turning his profile to face Mouko there was a similar effect as Itoku's eyes locked onto Mouko, the warm up was over the true fight would begin now. Both moved at the same time leading with the same foot they stepped faster than before and began to trade blows. Mouko launched a number of high speed swings and thrusts using only his elbows he continued to strike dangerously at Itoku's vitals. Itoku using a smooth style of motion avoided and deflected the strikes without taking damage. However as Itoku was swinging a wide elbow slice away a sudden short knee strike stuck Itoku in his open side. Itoku coughed and jumped back from the attack before a secondary could land in his momentary stumble. Itoku took a deep breath and pressed a hand against his side he managed to reflexively change his muscles tension and avoided breaking a rib, however there was serious bruising, another strike to that location and he wouldn't be able to stop a rib from breaking. He swung his pose around and came into a low pose for a moment before rising, he jumped in a crane like stance towards Mouko, Itoku launched a barrage of highspeed and forceful short kicks. The motion of kicking and being blocked kept Itoku in the air for an extraordinary amount of time as their limbs continued to contact there was a build up of heat that was starting to be created from the constant contact, after awhile there was a short bang like sound each time one would collide with the other. As soon as Itoku landed he moved in with a number of short quick dagger hand thrusts almost each seemed to be parried, not a single was able to be evaded. Itoku however didn't budge and continued with a tight sharp array of stabbing strokes against Mouko's solid frame. As Itoku was about to bring in another attack his fingers curled right before impact all the way into a fist and a short burst of speed came right before the impact striking hard against Mouko's blocking arm.
Mouko swung back as the attack landed and he forced a movement to change the rhythm he moved into the strike zone and swung a leg up into a high strike forcing Itoku to retreat. "So, that was your game?" Mouko states as he looked to his arm that was hit, it was starting to turn purple all over an instant bruise was over taking his entire arm now. "Combining multiple strikes... heh." Mouko states as he shook the wounded arm out and then changed his stance. The alteration to the stance, this had to be an older muay thai, was he going to use muay boran?
Itoku took a deep breath and swept his arms around leaning into his left leg he lowered his stance and pointed his right leg out. "Its to bad I missed on my intended strike zone." Itoku states as he turned his palm up and motioned for Mouko to attack. Mouko smirked and launched forward as requested. However as Mouko moved Itoku started to do something strange, as his eyes locked onto Mouko his breath changed rhythm, in a few moments before Mouko was able to come up to him Itoku matched breath rhythm with Mouko. Take over had started, he would be able to take the style and take out Mouko soon. Itoku shifted his weight back and then launched forward bringing his hands tight in between the striking limbs of Mouko planting his extended hands just inside of Mouko's shoulders he swept out and forced Mouko's arms open. Itoku opened his hands and shoved them atop Mouko's shoulders and used them to leverage a backflip kick right to the point of Mouko's chin, which was only marginally evaded by Mouko swinging his head back, the kick was only just avoided and a small cut formed on Mouko's chin from the sheer speed of the attack.
Mouko laughed and swung two fingers quickly across the bandage on his left hand and then connected with the cut on his chin, he created such friction with the bandage on his hand with his fingers that the heat was enough to stop up the bleeding from the small cut on his chin. "You've changed again..." Mouko states curiously as he coiled his arms in and looked at Itoku, he could feel that he was losing ground on this fight now. However he wasn't one to back down, and so he struck forward again launching a flurry of attacks at blinding speeds at Itoku.
Itoku responded to the attacks simply moving his body around swinging his arms as needed to evade each and every attack, he had completed his secret technique, he had taken the style and he knew what move would be coming next. He turned into a last volley of attacks and struck his hands forward sticking multiple points across Mouko's chest. This was the final move that both knew would be coming from the beginning. Mouko jumped back and entered into a power stance and pulled in a deep breath, he released it in a shout and then pulled one last short breath before he stopped breathing. This change in rhythm pulled Itoku's take over technique and ended it. Itoku moved in kind and slid back taking a short controlled breath he changed his stance one last time. The next move would be the last move. He could tell that Mouko was going to attempt a kill strike. However there was something unfair in Mouko's favor, he was not just a martial artist, or a summon, he was also trained by shinobi, so he had more speed that he had yet to reveal. Both men stared at each other for a moment longer before there was a flash of movement and both raced at each other. Mouko swung a hammer like elbow up and forward for a rib cage shattering attack, however Itoku slipped in under the elbow and moved at a speed almost invisible to the human eye and landed a swift and dangerous strike to Mouko's open side. The strike made a loud hollow thud sound and as the two stood with their backs to each other Mouko raised a hand in the air before falling onto the arena floor.
"It would seem Mouko is unable to continue, lightning strike Itoku shall continue to the next round." the announcer states as he snapped out of it and climbed up onto the stage, he was quite surprised by the skill level displayed in that fight, it was a fight between masters. Itoku stepped off the arena and turned back to face Mouko who struggled to move and managed a seated position he bowed his head at Itoku before the medical team showed up and carted him off. Itoku returned the expression before gathering his coat and sitting down by Oasis, who had an unexpected visitor. Fuuyuki from his previous fight was sitting at the table with Oasis.
"Your young lady here has told me alot about you Itoku." Fuuyuki states as she nodded shortly "You really have alot of hidden talent don't you. "Thank you for permitting me to sit here with you Lady Sakura." She states as she looked over to Oasis.
"Oh, the pleasure is all mine I assure you Fuuyuki, it was most entertaining, the contest between you and Itoku." Oasis states with a smile as she looked over the rather tired Itoku. "The next fight is starting." she states as she noticed the announcer who was saying the same.
"Now we have Jadoku the snake, a fighter who possess inhuman speed and flexibility versus Jinku a fighter of the capoeira style." The announcer states as he looked to the stage as both fighters arrived.
"Jinku... I will be certain to remember your name, for the shinigami." Jadoku states as he leaned back into an unorthodox fighting stance.
"Okay mahn, whatever ya say." Jinku states in a voice that held a heavy islander accent. Jinku moved into a loose stance he swept his right hand up and brushed it across his nose "Yea, lets go mahn!" he states as he swung his hands in front of him as his body swayed from side to side slightly as he maintained a flow to his stance. Jadoku smirked and then launched forward, his legs seemed to move faster than his upper body as he leaned back as he ran forward, however just as he reached Jinku he launched his body forward and swung his hands out like a knife Jinku dodged pulling his body back from the swing he then swept his legs around in a circle in an attempt to knock Jadoku's legs out from under him. However this attack was met by a surprise, when his leg collided with Jadoku's there was absolutely no resonpose from the strike, Jadoku however turned and slashed his hand down quickly striking across Jinku's ankle. Jinku jumped back quickly his leg ached wildly now, how was that possible? He had used so much force in his attack and yet he did nothing to the opponent.
"Keh... heheheh. Your will isn't strong enough, you cannot even touch me." Jadoku states as he lazily leaned forward staring at Jinku with his narrow wild eyes. He moved from side to side before swinging to attack again. Jinku was forced into defence and he did so quickly sliding back and away from each attack, or at least he thought so, however as each attack seemed to miss Jinku fell back from the attack bruising starting to form where the attack should have hit, a narrow scratch sliding over the surface as well, it was as if the air around Jadoku's hands was causing damage as if he had been hit Jinku tried to keep avoiding but with each narrow evasion he took more and more damage. Jinku's stance started to fall apart as he slumped into his stance breathing heavily there was obvious damage to each revealed section of skin that was visible, there was obviously more damage to areas that were unseen. His dance like moves were no use against this opponent who slopped about like a drunken snake.
"Dahmn it mahn!" Jinku exclaimed loudly as he pressed a hand against his chest "I cahn beat ya mahn." he states as he swung his hands down again, however this was a lie he was already out of steam and he had no way to continue. Jadoku just simply chuckled before launching into another odd attack, he flipped forward landing on his hands and then sprung forward flipping head over heels in this fashion until he was upon Jinku, by which point he threw himself into the air on the last flip, Jinku stumbled back however it was too late. As Jadoku went up he swung his hands across Jinku's shoulders and disabled his arms, Jinku would realize this a little too late as Jadoku came down from his flip and landed both feet on Jinku's shoulders smashing him into the ground, Jinku was not going to be getting up from the attack, and he would be lucky if he would ever fight again.
"Kehehehe." Jadoku chuckled as he walked across Jinku's back to walk off the stage. "I decided to spare you from the reaper, thank me." he states before walking away.
"...Uh, Jadoku, is the winner..." The announcer states as he watched Jadoku saunter off the arena floor leaving a critically wounded Jinku in his wake. Jadoku was a frightening opponent for sure.
"...Fujin's fight is next." Itoku states as he waited to see what Hatsuma would do against her next opponent.
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