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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:41 pm
[ Theme of the moment] Notwen listened to Ichimaru spew bull about not being a coward and proclaim that he believed the dark-skinned blonde was scared. He was partially right. Notwen didn't know which way this battle would go, and that doubt was putting fear in his heart. He also had to protect Musica, who was in more danger due to being so inexperienced. The crippled Uchiha closed his eyes and tried to figure out a way to counter Ichimaru's onslaught. " Notwen remember your training with the General and everything you have learned up to this point." spoke Ikkarus through their mental connection. " That boy may be strong, but his mind is as weak as ever. Keep your mind clear and strike back with the combined power of our souls!" It was then that the dark-skinned blonde remembered one of Rose's final lessons. A smile appeared on his lips. " Thanks Ikkarus. We will win this fight." Notwen gripped the Exe Kaliba tightly in his hand and began to dash toward Ichimaru. He would need all the momentum he could muster in that final attack. The only source of light up to that moment was the goggled blonde, who was charging up the Howling star with lightning chakra. " Suzume Koumyaku!" declared Notwen, and fire streams from his soles added much-needed speed to his movements. By then Ichimaru had run half-way up the wall behind him and kicked off toward Notwen with the intent to kill. Again the dark-skinned blonde ignited the Blade of Sparrows in the emerald blaze, which crystallized into sharp rock around the blade and gave it more sharpness. He also added another color to the mix: blue. " Shura: Activate!!" cried the crippled Uchiha and the blue flames began to swirl around the emerald blade. With a final leap, Notwen spread his wings and aimed himself at Ichimaru who was now just over three feet away. " Lets end this with a blaze of glory! Aura Soul Spark: Endymion Blade!!" cried the crippled Uchiha, swinging the enhanced Exe Kaliba at Howling Star with all his might. The impact sent numbing vibrations up and down his arm, which caused him to let go of the burning blade, but not before it cut clean through the Howling Star.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:35 pm
Musica landed against the wall on his back, the stone sizzling under his armour. If the boy even came out of this alive, he learned one thing: walls hurt. They hurt really badly. Did I just get b***h slapped? He thought as he landed chest first on the floor, what little remaining in his body being knocked out of him. The cold stone sizzled and steamed as he laid there, amongst the the rest of the rubble, watching the two Uchiha fight seemingly to the death. As he witnessed this battle, he realized that he wasn't only scared of how outclassed he was. Yes, he was scared; more so than he had ever been. But as he watched the building fall slowly to pieces under the pure force of each attack, he noticed that he felt like a small child compared to what he was witnessing. He hated how easily he had been smacked aside, like a tiny insect, as if all of his training had done nothing. Musica watched as Notwen sing-handedly pushed away Ichimaru, the hairs on the back of the boy's neck rising as the lunatic charged up volts of electricity. The air cracked and vibrated as Ichimaru ran up the wall, jumping straight at Notwen. Musica watched as the floor cracked from the lightning, bits and pieces of the wall falling around him. I'm not going to be slapped around. Musica growled as he slowly reached his right hand to the nearest patch of ground, getting ready to blast a rock from the unstable floor and directly at Ichimaru. No! Zhu Rong yelled, making Musica stop moving instantly. This is no longer your fight. Don't inrfere! Musica shook his head. The hell I won't! He mentally yelled, moving to continue his plan. He's right you know~ A second voice cheerfully called out. Musicas eyes wideend as his arm stopped moving, despite his urges. You fight with honour? Then let them kill each other. Musica groaned defeatedly, realizing that he had no choice but to watch, wide-eyed at the brilliant colour of the flames from Notwen's sword. There was a bright burst of energy when the two attacks collided, the air filled with clashing energy and the screech of metal as Notwen's blade cut through Ichimaru's like warm butter. A soft exhale escaped Musica's mouth, a small fish astounded by the battle of two sharks.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 4:24 pm
Ichimaru Flew towards the Crippled Uchiha with Crazed eyes as time began to slow down, the Epic battle in which the two were involved in was so intense it seemed to last forever, Watching as Notwen prepared himself for a inevitable impact he resorted to coating his blade with crystal like sharp rock and thus cried out to Ichimaru just before the bird upon his back spread it's wings and brought notwen into the air as he dove towards Ichimaru, At the initial contact of both blades a giant Air wave pushed everything into either sides of the rooms, the windows being blown out and thus the dead bodies being left to fall to the bottom of the tower. The heavy Vibrations upon impact made both of his arms numb, even while fighting someone with one arm the match was pretty even. In the last moments however Ichimaru's Howling Star gave into the Crystallized blase and thus was cut in half, Ichimaru looked down only to see Notwen's blade dig into his lower side just before cutting clean from each other. Ichimaru Quickly fell to a knee just before stumbling upon a few last words. "What....an intense battle....to... bad... I had to ....lose......" After in which speaking he quickly released the handle of his blade and collapsed upon the ground behind Notwen and thus in front of the newbie Genin. Whatever was to be done to Ichimaru was now not only up to Notwen but also Kumogakure, as being a traitor wasn't taken lightly within the village. He would either be stripped of his jutsu forever and be kicked out for be put into a high security prison while being powerless to get out.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2011 8:19 pm
Notwen was panting heavily for the next few minutes following his clash with Ichimaru, who had been wounded in the side by the Exe Kaliba. The dark-skinned blonde looked from the fallen figure of the Sai impersonator to where Musica lay on the floor covered in protective magma. As his breathing began to return to normal and the adrenaline levels in his blood diminished, the fused Ikkarus and Notwen began to separate. The sparrow's crimson-gold feathers began to retract and go back to cover their usual area. With his face revealed once more, the crippled Uchiha addressed the red-head with an exhausted smirk. " You can release the protective jutsu now, Musica." At that time Notwen attached chakra threads to the broken Howling Star and pulled them toward himself. If for any reason Ichimaru decided to regain consciousness he would now have to attack empty-handed. It's best if i don't make any physical contact with the sword. thought the dark-skinned blonde as he began to work on subduing the traitor. Attaching several chakra threads to the goggle-wearing blonde's body, Notwen controlled him as if he were a puppet and forced him to stand limply. " Griinza." muttered the crippled Uchiha causing green flames to travel from his fingertips, down the chakra threads and finally over the traitor's body, where they began to spread and encase him in the same material that had covered Notwen's Exe Kaliba minutes earlier. Once Ichimaru was covered in about ten layers of rock up to the chin the crippled Uchiha carefully lowered the broken weapon down to the captive's feet and walked to the broken window. " Come on Musica, let's head back. You can have free hits on him if you like, but don't overdo it." With that said he waited for the red-head to make his decision, then the two would fly back to the VIP area.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 11:17 am
Musica stood up slowly and groaned as his joints popped, his back throbbing painfully. Glad I had that Jutsu up, he thought with a wince as he walked towards Notwen and Ichimaru. Slowly the Genin's armour dripped off of his body, leaving a carpet of lava behind him. The cold stone hissed and bubbled as steam rose from the floor, slowly drifting out of the nearest hole in the wall. "Free hits, huh?" Musica muttered, examining the unconscious form of Ichimaru, the glow of Notwen's green fire cast an eerie shadow over the blond's face. The boy looked down at the floor, his hair casting a shadow over his eyes as he watched blood flow around his feet. The image of each and every body flashed through Musica's mind, each victim making his blood boil hotter and hotter with pure rage. Musica clenched his fists, the molten orange glow of his right hand becoming more prominent. Just one touch. He thought as orange sparks crackled along his hand, the amount of pent up explosive force building. Musica's head snapped up, his face contorted with rage, and brought his Blasting Hand up by his head with his pinky and ring finger curled back. Is enough to see his brains splatter! Musica stepped forward with his left foot and thrust his hand forward, twisting his hip into his strike. Why should you show him mercy? He didn't show them kids mercy. The same voice from earlier spoke as the boy continued his attack. Kill the b*****d! Musica quickly twisted down to his right knee at the last second, facing away from Notwen. The boy's hand dug slightly into the floor, the stone cracking around the tips of his fingers. The air was filled with the sound of discharging energy as all of the explosive force left Musica's hand. For a moment, the only sound that filled the room was the boy's panting. Then a portion of the floor about twelve feet in diameter exploded, all of the sharpnel flying straight up thought the ceiling. Musica rose and walked towards Notwen as the floor behind uim crumbled to the floors below, his hair casting a shadow over his eyes again. "Attacking him while he's defenseless would be no better than what he did to those Genin." He said, his voice dark. "We're better than that. Better than him." He never stopped walking as he spoke, eventually reaching the nearest opening in the wall, giving him a view over the entire village. Slowly the ceiling started to crumble with the floor, the barrage of stone plus the earlier struggle too much for it to handle. "Let the proper authorities handle him. I'm sure there are worse punishments than death." With that, Musica jumped out of the opening and down into the village below, back to Examination area.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:11 pm
What type of stun is this... I need more info encase I want to break it..
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 3:33 pm
As Ishinon arrived at the gate leading out of the village Joona was already there and ready to leave, Ishinon was eagerly listening as Joona first praised him on graduating from the academy. Thank you Was what Ishinon said in response to the praise.
Ishinon was a little surprised by what Joona was gonna have him do while they were going to the chuunin exam in Gryu'Jiong. As Joona showed Ishinon the seals, he would burn them in to his mind and remember them perfectly and in the right order, as it was done slowly and wasn't to many signs he was able to it without any problems. Uhm how far is it to that place? Ishinon asked because he had heard of the limited amount of times he was allowed to break was only four times.
As they began to walk, he would perform the transformation and that part succeded in the transformation, keeping it nice and easy, then he would form the ram seal, into a snake seal and finishing with the tiger seal. Ishinon would have something that didn't even remotely look like what he was trying to create with the bunshin. It meant he had to try again, stoping this time to see if he could make it better, a slight improvement only as he quickly caught up with his teacher, the transformation was still there, it wasn't the hard part now since he had already learned the technique to this level before, thought running was probably a bad idea for now.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 7:34 pm
As they walked, Joona turned to Ishinon and answered his question. " The village of Gryu'jiong is about fifteen hours away from Kumogakure. The roads should still be a bit congested from the people wanting to see the exams, so that might slow us down a bit." As they walked Joona's pace continuously became brisker. He looked back to see how Ishinon was doing with his training and noticed him stop moving to get the clones to appear in better condition. " Nope! Start over." said the academy instructor in such an abnormally loud voice it was sure to startle the boy. " You're supposed to perform all of the transformation and clone techniques while moving. As a penalty you will have to start again while jogging and you lose a break. Come on, let's go." Joona began to jog down the road, looking back periodically to check up on the genin. Most of the day was spent at the jogging speed since Ishinon couldn't handle going any faster. After the first break, which they took after two whole hours of jogging, the genin was beat. Joona wasn't the type of person who would force a person to go beyond their limit so he allowed the boy to rest for an hour. After seeing that Ishinon was still exhausted from his efforts, the academy teacher slung him over his shoulder and began carrying him the rest of the way to Gryu'Jiong. " I hope you understand what i am trying to teach you through this exercise, Ishinon." said Joona as he walked at a controlled gait that reduced the up-and-down motion of his body. He wasn't sure of Ishinon had fallen asleep or not, but at that time the academy instructor decided to say nothing else until he got to the gates of Gryu'Jiong several hours later. Notwen was now sitting in an eatery near the center of the village. He was reflecting on the match with Takera Uchiha which he had just lost. It didn't make sense. This so-called 'Uchiha' had been using the techniques of the Mizu clan. Not once had he used a sharingan technique. In the end, the scuffle with Ichimaru had caused severe strain on the dark-skinned blonde's chakra and left him practically powerless. Notwen had to sacrifice his clones in order to detect the direction in which the giant ice sleds were traveling. Notwen had blasted himself into the air using jet propulsion and bended the words 'I GIVE' using the fire from his streams. The proctor showed up and announced Takera the winner. It had been only a about an hour after the match ended and the dark-skinned blonde felt refreshed. He no longer had to worry about who he was going to fight next. Frankly, he didn't want to face the remaining contestants. One of them was the guy who created the shockwave that damaged the arena, and the other hadn't showed much of his power, but was still a strong contender. The crippled Uchiha sighed and used his chopsticks to pick up a dumpling and place it in his mouth. The tangy, meaty flavor was so delicious it brightened his mood. " Mister Tenma, these dumplings are awesome!" said Notwen in delight. The cook cleaned his powdered hands off on his apron and smiled. " Well, if one loves cooking they'd make sure all of their meals come out splendid." explained the rotund man in a husky voice. His attention shifted from the dark-skinned blonde to someone who was standing behind the flaps. " May i help you?" asked Tenma. The man, who was carrying a young teen on his shoulders walked in and sat the boy down on the last seat to the right while sitting himself down on the seat next to him. " I'll have an order of thirty steamed dumplings to stay." said the young man in a voice that Notwen recognized. " Joona-sensei?" asked the dark-skinned blonde, turning his head slowly to look at the academy instructor. " What are you doing here?" Joona laughed a bit. " I'm here to watch you compete in the tournament." he said, and noticed the expression the crippled Uchiha made before the latter disguised it. "I guess i'm a tad bit too late, huh?" Notwen sighed. " Well you wouldn't have been able to see much. My opponent and i were fighting in extreme fog." Joona scratched his head. " The good thing is that you made it pretty far in these exams. Also i noticed the billboard on the way in. You're in the top five leaders in points. By the way," he said pointing with his thumb over his shoulder. " This guy here's Ishinon. He's a brand new genin from the village and he needs a teacher." " Oh that's great. He has you already." replied Notwen. Joona shook his head. " I need to return to the village as soon as possible. So i'm going to need you to take care of him for a while and teach him a few of the basics." Notwen looked at the academy instructor with a disapproving look. " Look of it this way. You're not fighting anymore so you can keep an eye on him without having to leave him for a long time." Notwen sighed and looked around Joona to get a better view at Ishinon. He seemed physically capable, which was good. " I'm Notwen Uchiha." said the crippled Uchiha to the genin. " Nice to meet you."
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 4:58 pm
Ishinon thought he hadn't done anything wrong with stopping even for a instant without really being allowed as he hadn't thought it was anything wrong with that until he heard Joona correct him and giving out a penalty for not moving. A audible sigh could be heard from Ishinon now that he was forced to perform the techniques while jogging, which he thought would be almost impossible for him. Even so he slowly but surely started jogging at a quite slow pace for it but still moving faster than walking, Ishinon would form the seals for transformation again, and after a few tries of failures mostly because he wasnt able to keep a steady flow of chakra for his technique while moving at this pace. It quickly started to look like two identical people were running along the road towards Gryu'jiong.
Thought Ishinon's pace was quite slow still, especially since he had yet to perform a succesful clone at all, not a single one looked even close to a regular human being yet. It clearly was frustrating Ishinon as he kept following his teacher. Ishinon's mind got caught on a few of the people they encountered on the road, and when it happened, Ishinon's transformation suddenly broke as he had lost the level of control over his chakra he used to keep it up while being distracted. Damn it, I thought I could afford to look at that for a second atleast, but i can't not at this pace while trying to keep going and not losing track of Joona.It wasn't in Ishinon's mind for long shortly after that Ishinon transformed once again, trying to up the pace a little as it had already been a half hour since they started jogging.
It clearly was draining Ishinon's stamina more quickly than he had thought, as his control of chakra was bad already from the start. As Ishinon started to realise his own limit over the transformation, and how much chakra he actually had wasted on making nothing but failure clones. It meant even if he was physically fit for it, which he never had a trouble with, would it be something he didnt completly understand that would create the limit for him first? That question kept coming back to Ishinon, as he increased the amount of time between the clone tries. It was obvious even to him that he couldn't go on like he had the first half hour of jogging. It would drain his remaining chakra and Ishinon didn't want to disappoint Joona further, not after already having made a mistake shortly after starting.
It had soon passed a hour and Ishinon had started to get clones that looked like a human now, yet it didn't look completly like one. Just like how Ishinon was unable to sustain it for anything more than a maybe ten seconds. To Ishinon it meant he would in his mind return back to the seals, and look at them once more slowly, atleast he was capable of keeping his transformation up while that occured. Soon Ishinon succeded after taking the seals slower than before making sure everything was correct and made a clone he could sustain. As he was sustaining it he felt the energy in his body disappearing even faster, to fast if he was to complete even a fifth of the distance. What can I do? I'm not even able to do this at all. Its to far if im even to keep going like this without the clone i finally managed to make. Ishinon's mind was clouded and confused on how he should go on, like this it was certain failure on making the distance or even a part of it was going to be impossible.
Ishinon kept thinking as he dismissed his clone out of feeling it stealing way to much of his remaining energy and it was a good choice by him for the moment, even if Joona might say that he can't do that. It would be about fifteen minutes later that he realised the could reduce the amount of chakra his transformation drained from him and still keep it up, if Ishinon remained highly focused. Ishinon thought he could, and tried to refine the transformation as he undid it and cast it once again, feeling that the burden on sustaining it had lightened a little. It was the refinement of his seals and how he had been able to sustain it while running that had caused Ishinon to gain better control and improvement in how he molded the chakra. Even if it was far from being anything close to good, it still meant he could push further and as he took the current refinement. Then Ishinon hoped he could sustain running with the clone for quite a while longer. At least compared to his first real success of a clone.
The smile on Ishinon's lips had finally disappeared as it approached one and a half hour of constant jogging, his steps had now dramatically slowed down, along with a much heavier breathing compared to just twenty or so minutes ago. It clearly showed how exhausting this had truely been on Ishinon, yet they had so much more to cover, thats when Ishinon realised that those three breaks wasn't going to help him if he was this tired after just this distance. Even so Ishinon wouldn't stop, he had to, he had to show Joona that, he had what it would take to be a real ninja, and not give up just becuase the destination felt unreachable. Even if Ishinon didn't realise this in his mind which now was extremly tired aswell as his body, this had truely improved his basics. It was a great method to use on Ishinon who was completly confident in the physical capabilities of his body, yet it wasn't something he could do by just that.
Ishinon almost lost track of Joona as he had quite suddenly hit that wall of exhaustion, but it seemed Joona wasn't going to disappear, as he soon saw him again. It seemed Joona was keeping just ahead of Ishinon by a certain distant that had increased for just a short while when his pace had slowed down dramatically. This last half hour Ishinon was capable of running, was complete hell, it truely burned away at his little to none remaining stamina and chakra, his body was more exhausted than he ever had been before. The last five minutes Ishinon was capable of moving his body forward had already made his clone disappear along with his transformation coming undone.
When Ishinon finally was allowed to rest, he fell on his knees and then forward, as he was competly out of energy. As a hour soon passed he hadn't recovered at all, as Ishinon tried to stand his legs where so unsteady that he feel down again. Joona then decided to carry him. I am sorry... Was the final words Ishinon said as Joona picked him up over his shoulder and passed out. Ishinon would remain passed as Joona carried him to Gryu'jiong, only waking up when they had arrived at the destination and was in some restaurant or something. It seemed Joona was going to be entrusted to someone by Joona. Ishinon stood up as Notwen prestented himself. Ishinon smiled despite being confused as he bowed before his senior I am Ishinon, Nice to meet you Notwen. Ishinon would stand up straight again, observing this one before him, feeling that he truely wasn't anything close to him in any aspect.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 5:40 pm
Notwen perked an eyebrow as he watched the boy stand up and bow instead of shaking his outstretched hand. Shifting his gaze from the genin to the academy instructor, Notwen asked,
"Um, Joona-sensei. What's his deal?" Joona smiled apologetically.
"It's a long story. Hopefully you get used to it." At that time his order of steaming dumplings piled high on a platter arrived. Tenma drizzled the restaurant's secret soy sauce over the dish before retreating into the the kitchen silently. Joona picked up a pair of chopsticks and hastily crammed ten of the dumplings into his mouth. He chewed them quickly since they were still hot and washed them down with the drink he carried in the gourd in his bag. "Well that was delicious!" he exclaimed as he produced a scroll and some money from his pocket. "Here's the ryo to pay for the meal and the training regimen i prepared for Ishinon. So far he still has to complete #2." Turning to the new genin, Joona patted him on the back. "Don't worry. Notwen's a cool guy once you get to know him." He got up and walked out of the dumpling shop. "See you guys back at the village!" and with a poof he was gone.
Notwen was a bit confused by what just happened. The more he thought of it the more he got confused.
"What just happened?" he said to himself before turning back to his remaining dumplings. He picked one up with his chopsticks and noticed that Ishinon gave off the vibe that he was out of place. "You know," started the crippled Uchiha. "Joona left those there for you to eat if you're hungry. They're paid for."
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 7:03 pm
It seemed that Ishinon once again had done something out of place. Ishinon hadn't understood he could shake the hand of his fellow genin. He had instead done what he was used to, stand up and bow while saying his name. Ishinon stayed silent as Joona and Notwen spoke, Ishinon fading away from them. He truely was confused with where he was, just like how it seemed he had recovered to a certain extent. As Ishinon looked around himself, he would see people eating, feeling how he himself was really hungry, since he hadn't eaten in such a long time despite that he should have been hungry ages ago by having spent that much energy.
As Joona left with a poof it just was Ishinon and Notwen left, having not paid attention to what they had talked about because of being confused and hungry. Ishinon's eyes was staring at Notwen as he said he could eat those that were left from what Joona ordered. While nodding Ishinon quickly started eating them every single piece was quickly gone, nothing left. Thanks. So what should we do now? Ishinon asked as he wasnt sure if the Uchiha had planned to do anything.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 8:10 pm
As Notwen ate he couldn't help but watch the young boy two seats away. He ate the twenty remaining dumplings faster than the dark-skinned blonde thought was possible.
"Slow down!" he said with a chuckle. "The dumplings aren't going anywhere." When Ishinon had finished eating his meal he thanked Notwen and asked what was next. The crippled Uchiha called Tenma over and gave the man the money Joona had left behind. "Thanks Mr. Tenma. The meal was great." Notwen then returned his attention to Ishinon. "To be honest, i had no idea that any of this was gonna happen. You seem worn out, so i'm guessing Joona-sensei was a bit tough on you on the way here." The dark-skinned blonde got off of his bench and walked over to the coffin-like box that was leaning on the other wall. Lifting the thick strap over his head, Notwen let it hang diagonally over his chest, the end result being that the coffin now hung at an angle across his back. "Well i just got out of a fight about two hours ago so i don't feel like doing anything related to training. Let's get to know each other a little." The dark-skinned blonde beckoned Ishinon to follow him as he left the restaurant as he headed for a less populated area in Gryu'Jiong.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 10:49 am
The food had disappeared and now Ishinon watched as Notwen paid the person named Mr.Tenma the money which had been left there by Joona. As Notwen was talking about the way here, Ishinon responed. Well I had to run and do transformation and cloning, as im stilla beginner in the field of ninja techniques it was pretty rough. I don't even know how i even got here. Ishinon quickly stood up as Notwen motioned for him to follow out of the restaurant, smiling a little, while his eyes were stuck on the coffin like item.
As they had gotten away from the restaurant a bit Ishinon thought that it was time to say a little bit of who he was, atleast some of what he knew. As I said before my name's Ishinon, and I have been told that I am a member of the kaguya clan. Until recently I fought as a slave in a arena in the borderlands between the water country and the lightning country, I came along with the ninjas that freed me.What bout your past? As Ishinon explained he got a little curious about this fellow he had been assigned to be with and learn from.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 11:41 am
As the two boys walked along a slightly empty street Ishinon began to talk about himself. He was a member of the Kaguya Clan and had also been a slave in an underground fighting arena somewhere between the Water and Lightning countries. Immediately the dark-skinned blonde recalled the huge island he passed on the cruise from the land of Water.
That explains why he acts the way he does... thought Notwen as he listened to the young genin's short autobiography. He kept silent until Ishinon had finished speaking, making mental notes on how to approach certain subjects. When Ishinon asked him about his past Notwen smiled. "Where do i start?" he asked himself as he looked for an easy starting point. So much had happened in his life that it would take the crippled Uchiha several hours to tell it all. "Well, i'm originally from Wind Country. I was raised by my grandparents there alongside my twin brother, who passed away about half a year ago on a mission. I left Wind Country a few days after the incident to travel around and lost track of time. During that time i got into a fight against two strong people and narrowly escaped with my life. That's how i lost my left arm." The crippled Uchiha placed his right hand on the metal shoulder that covered his injury. "I was taken care of by good people who led me here once i was better. And now i'm here today, a contestant of the Chuunin Exams." Notwen sighed. It'd been so long since he recounted the story. There were several details he had left out, but those details were personal and were bot going to be divulged to a stranger. "That's me in a nutshell. Is there anything else you want to know?" asked the dark-skinned blonde.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 12:25 pm
Ishinon smiled as it seemed this one didn't judge him because of his background either, atleast not openly. That meant a lot to Ishinon, as he had usually been judge to be trash, because of the fact he had been a slave in the past. That's why he had given it his all to become someone, someone different from back then. One who wasn't chained down and forced. Ishinon listened eagerly as the uchiha started talking bout his own past. He found it really nice that he remembered things so far back and it sounded so nice to have people that cared about you.
Thought this brought back memories of a person he had been close to in the arena, one he had been forced to fight one day. As Ishinon started thinking about that his hands went to his head grabbing it, as the painful memories of certain things in the arena resurfaced. But as soon as it had started it was gone again. Sorry about that. But it sounded so strange and nice to have people that cared about you. I dont remember anything that happened before i became a slave The usual smile was gone from Ishinon's lips, he just couldn't smile right now, not right after those memories showed up within him and then disappered.
Ishinon would sit down on a bench in the less populated part, trying to calm himself down, as his right hand was shaking a bit, having no idea why , he tried to stop it as he was sitting down. This always happens when I hear certain things. I know it's not good, but I will change in to someone that has a real value It was spoken clearly and directly especially the last part as Ishinon intended to become someone that meant something to others what ever that might be, as he didn't want to become useless trash again that could be replaced by anything.
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