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 Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 11:56 am
 Shikarama Nara, The Dedicated Genius He turned back to Aya, whom seemed to know the child. He felt her gripping his arm gently with both hands. She said in a comforting manner, "It's OK. It's only Logan." Shikarama looked back to Logan for a moment. "And...who is he?" Aya greeted him. It was clear that they knew each other from earlier. Then he remember, he had seen him during the fight. "Wait you were the kid that rushed right up to that thing before we beat it." Aya then took the time to ask Logan a few questions. With her gesture after Checking on Shki, he calmed himself and began to walk, turning and stepping past Logan. "Alright, but you guys should go on ahead. I have to see a real doctor about my wounds." He moved to head from the group towards the room he was given. He knocked on it, glancing back to them he would see what they would do for now. 21238SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 238 Wind Release Stream- 238/600
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 12:14 pm
Logan Hyuuga, the Blue Byakugan ((Appearance: He has very large blue Byakugan eyes which appear to lack pupils. He wears a cloak, pants, gloves, a shirt, four scarfs, and a mask. they are all black and made of special materials. These clothes make it so only his eyes can be seen.)) Logan Watched as Aya moved another hand onto Shikrama's arm, working to calm him. The Nara turned to his cousin, looking back to her. Then Aya spoke in a soothing tone while looking at his face, telling her clan-mate, "It's OK. It's only Logan." She then looked to Logan, seeming curious of him. Shikarama had followed her gaze, asking "And...who is he?" Logan looked between them, before telling them, "I a Logan Hyuuga. I know Aya and Shki." He said, glancing to those two specifically. Logan then again nodded to Aya, his metallic glove-covered hands lightly together as he answered, "I and Shki have only been in this place for a matter of minutes. We came here to find you." He looked back to Shikarama, whom showed signs of a realization on his face, saying out loud "Wait, you were the kid that rushed right up to that thing before we beat it." He nodded, rather calmly to that. Logan then continued what he was saying from there; "I had sensed your chakra in the air around the battlefield, after the crystalline beast was killed. Using my Byakugan, I went to find you. Shki followed me. I found you at this hospital, and seeing what appeared to be a strangly dire situation we approached. Unfortunately, Shki acted a bit hastily..." He said, glancing specifically to the scythe-wielding boy. Aya told Shikarama to lead the way so they could get moving, while gesturing through the doorway. Logan stepped back, allowing the Naras and Shki to pass. He then began following them. Shikarama, however, told them, "Alright, but you guys should go on ahead. I have to see a real doctor about my wounds." Logan followed him with Aya down the hall, and stopped as Shikarama reached the door. Logan brought his eyes from Shikarama to Aya, wondering what she would do now. 17060 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 1096 Divination Field, 128 Strikes - 1096/1400
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:39 pm
"She's dying in there!" A frustrated and worried male yelled, as he threw himself forwards at the two slightly older looking men before him. Both men stood strong, holding the man backwards with grunts of strain. "She will be fine! It's just the birthing process! Stop worrying so much and just take a seat. Damnit, Little Brother!" One of the male's said, before pulling a hand back and thrusting it forwards into the frustrated male's chest. Sending him flying backwards and into the couch that was behind him. Both males standing beside the door instantly relaxed when their little brother had dropped helplessly onto the couch. "He's been like that since they started. What's he so worried about? Sure she's yelling a little more then our wives did.. But they still yelled, maybe he should have picked a stronger wife?" The male on the left said as he chuckled slightly. His gaze moving from his brother beside him and to the door they were standing in the way of. "Still though, it's curious as to why this night was chosen for birthing isn't it? It's not exactly a calm night, but he kept saying that the baby wouldn't wait any longer.. Such a bad night for these sort of things." He says, raising a hand and brushing the medium length black hair out of his face, just then another flash of lightning would light up the entire room, sending odd shadows across the far wall and leaving both males staring at the shadows as they flickered and moved like flames. "Well it will probably be over soon.. And then we will be able to-" A large crash of thunder would actually drown out the male's words, as the light filled the room again. This time though, the flash would look a little different. An explosive impact would strike the room on the other side of the wall, causing not only the wall but the very room itself to almost shatter in an instant. Both full grown men would be sent flying forwards and into the far wall, only to land beside their younger brother upon the ground. Small fires littering the room, as eight bodies would lay thrown about and aflame in what remained of the other room. The body of the mother was scarred without a trace, her charred mouth open in a silent never ending scream, before what remained of the ceiling above her cracked and fell. The boards and flooring slamming onto her severely burnt body, causing it to break into multiple pieces like a clump of dirt being crushed between the thumb and forefinger. The other bodies in the room, those of the medical ninja who were there to assist in the birth of the child, all lay about the room covered in flames, having actually been knocked back by whatever had caused this devastation. By the time the Father had awoken, he would be partially underneath his two elder brothers. Both of which had been dead upon impact, the concussive force that had sent them forwards would have knocked the wind clean out of them. Despite they both having been veteran shinobi, they couldn't live through their necks snapping at such a velocity. Wide eyes and silent with dread, he slowly rose to his feet after sliding out from beneath his brother's deceased bodies. His gaze peering over the sheer destruction that had once been his house. He slowly walked forwards towards the other room, stepping over what had once been a wall and was now a burning hole. His gaze went over each and every dead shinobi until it fell upon the remains of his wife. Tears slowly beginning to creep across his face, although the emotion themselves were slow from the sheer stunningly unexpected amount of death that had happened in his home. A soft crying could be heard a small distance away, a tired crying almost like it had been going on for hours without stopping. His eyes widened slightly. "The child!" He practically screamed before running as fast as he could towards the sound. Immediately dropping to his knees as tears began to pour from his face, he pulled the scarred body away from the ground, hearing the snapping of brittle bones as the arms themselves snapped from the body and the body hit the ground with similar cracks. Beneath the charred body, apparently having been in it's arms when this devastation happened, was the body of his child. The child having only been slightly covered in ash even though it would appear that it had been part of the main location of whatever had happened. He would slowly lift the baby into his arms, the sobs starting as his eyes began to blur through the tears. His entire body was shaking, even as he turned around to view the remainder of the room to which was swiftly becoming nothing more then soggy ash from the hard rain that was pouring through the large hole in the ceiling. "It.. looks... like... Lightning.... struck...?" He says through the sobs, his voice barely audible beneath the pouring rain as he walked to the center of the room and dropped to his knees. The rain pouring down onto him steadily, as he simply began to scream through his sobs, the rain doing nothing to help his appearance as it quickly soaked through his clothing. He leaned backwards, holding the crying baby to his chest and screamed mourning wordless noises into the night. The rumbling of the thunder in the storm doing nothing to mask the sounds of the poor man who had lost his entire life, other then this one child in the matter of seconds. [1239]
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 11:57 pm
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
 Siren had been bond and locked in a cage in this bird form. She squauked and kawed like a hawk would. She hated being stuck in this god-for-saken cage, almost as much as she hated the Leaf Village. She kept leaning on the gate of the cage. Then they stopped. Before they entered the village, they changed into normal villager-like attire and put away their ANBU clothes. Then they waltzed right into the village and made the villagers passing by think that they had just caught the most exotic hawk species. Everyone was oo-ing and aw-ing and the majestic creature. But Siren just felt like scowling at them all. She hadn't been in this village for the longest time and she had no intention of coming back until it had appeared that Drago had betrayed her. Siren began to feel like crying when she thought about him. He had lead them there? She couldn't believe it but it seemed so true. The Ghost League had finally found her and now she had to face the music.
About 20 minutes later, the group had arrived at the Hokage Mansion. She fluffed up angrilly and refused to say a word to whomever was going to talk to her. She just waited for her oppurtunity to get out of there. The village seemed different now though... a little more prosperous than before. When she escaped she would be sure to return to memorial. The shinobi holding her, waited to see the Hokage.
... So shake it off
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 12:34 am
Drago appeared in the village with his new found mask on. He sighed slowly as each time he came here.. it was never under good circumstances. Everytime he came here it always felt like..that there was someobdy dying or that would die. This city was like a graveyard to him. However when he stepped his foot onto the ground of Hidden Leaf he scratched his head a bit. He was looking for her... He remembered her saying something about the Ghost League that wanted her.
"eh.."
Drago adjusted his new found mask. He spent some time designing it. However, he would have to readjust it later. He wasn't liking it but it would hold up under damage. He adjusted his gloves and kept his hand on his blade. Drago walked towards the village and he bit the inside of his lip. He didn't know where to start. The village was so big. He would simply have to start beating the information out of people. Drago looked up to see one of the mask following him. He wasn't stupid. He figured that one of htem had been trailign him sense Hidden Sound. How had they found her..was it his fault? He sighed as he leapt from tree branch to tree branch. He quickly caught up to the anbu and grabbed him by the throat. He squeezed slowly and his eyes could be felt behind the mask.
"I am going ot kill you unless you start talking.."
Drago muttered. The anbu simply didn't say anything. Drago pulled out his tokijen, but before he could cut through the anbu. The nin kicked drago in the arm, and thenused his free hand to punch Drago in the face. DRago let go of the anbu as he did that he dissappeared in a viel of leaves. Drago closed one eye and muttered silently.
"damn he was my only lead.."
Gotta find another...where did he go. He started to walk towards leaf. Now he was just going to kill whoever... However before he got to far into the village he saw note falling into his hands.
"Dear Drago..don't go looking for trouble....for all your needs..just go to the kage tower indeed."
Drago took the note and ripped it inhalf. He only wondered who left him this note and how they knew who he was.. That would be a problem. But he would worry about this later.. as he started to walk towards the Kage Tower. The Ghost league and anbus would surely be there. They would be protecting there Kage. The King of Leaves. The ninja surroudned by them. He only pulled out his tokijen and sliced down the first door that was in his path. He walked into the tower and he only cracked his neck. It would be a long journey..and possibly he might die. But for her..anything and everything were possible. He sighed as he chased after his mate.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 11:22 am
 ~ Aya Nara ~ Silent Schemer ~
The young Nara was concerned for her cousin, and went with him and Logan down the hall. She didn't know if Shki followed with them, but hoped he did. She still hung close to Shikarama, for she wanted to keep him calm. She looked back at Logan and smiled slightly, showing him she was happy to see him. She kept walking with the older Nara, and waited as he knocked on the door. Soon, a doctor came to the door, greeting them, and taking a look at them. He saw the Shikarama needed some attention, and quickly asked him to step into the room. Aya smiled at him, trying to keep the atmosphere calm. She walked into the door with him, and kept quiet. She let go of his hand, and let the doctor do his job. She stood next to Logan and watched.
"It was nice of you to come check on me, Logan. And of course, Shki too." Aya said with a giggle. The young Nara looked down at her feet, before her hand reached up to her neck, feel the placed where blood had once gushed out from. She sighed, still feeling the slight sting.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2012 6:10 pm
Shikarama Nara, The Dedicated Genius Shikarama glanced back to Aya as she stood beside him. He then raised his gaze to the doctor who greeted them. He raised one hand with a greeting back to him. The doctor could see some of the injuries over his form. They could all use some treatment. "Hi, I am Shikarama of the Nara clan. I could use some medical treatment." At the doctor's whim, he stepped into the office. The doctor closed the door turning to him. They asked him to show any wounds that he had. Shikarama nodded to them. He set his cloak down and pulled his shirt off. The doctor looked over, seeing cuts on his legs, sides and arms, as well as a burn on his left arm and a deep bruise on his left shoulder. The doctor concentrated, gathering chakra in his hand. They placed it over the cuts, and used medical ninjutsu. Shikarama clenched his eyes, feeling a sting as the cells were regenerated. The cuts, one by one, began to close up. As the doctor ran his hands up Shikarama's legs, they disappeared completely. The doctors hands moved to Shikarama's sides and abdomen, making them heal over as well. The doctor had to concentrate to do this, even if the wounds were minor. Shikarama, in return, kept himself perfectly still. He had to make sure the doctor could do their work. It took a minute or so, but all the cuts on his torso were gone. The doctor's hands grasped his arm, bathing it in the concentrated chakra. After a few minutes no cuts were left. Then the burn his skin began to fade away as the tissue was replaced. It was as if his burn no longer existed. The doctor readily moved to his other arm. Shikarama smiled softly, even through the sting as the pain from the wounds themselves faded away. Finally, all that was left was the bruise on his shoulder. The doctor stood up and placed both hands over his shoulder. They pressed against it, causing Shikarama to gasp. He had to improve the placement of the bone, which was slightly dislocated, though, thankfully not completely, though. He sighed as the bruise began to disappear, smiling at the doctor. Finally, the bruise, along with all his other wounds had been removed. He thanked the doctor, before stepping out, looking to Aya. Sorry for the wait, let's go.21638SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 30 Wind Release Stream- 600/600
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 9:06 pm
Logan Hyuuga, the Blue Byakugan ((Appearance: He has very large blue Byakugan eyes which appear to lack pupils. He wears a cloak, pants, gloves, a shirt, four scarfs, and a mask. they are all black and made of special materials. These clothes make it so only his eyes can be seen.)) Logan Stopped as they reached the doctor's office. He watched and waited, seeing the doctor come and take him inside. He brought his attention then to Aya, wanting to give him privacy as the doctor looked at him. "You are welcome, we help a desire to see you after what had happened. As well as that, I was worried by the faint chakra and the blood I had sensed." He nodded to her, his eyes moving to her throat which her hand now touched, where the closed wound remained. "Aya, wants he is finished, where do each of you intend to go?" He asked her. He waited a few minutes. After that, Shikarama opened the door and stepped out, redressed. His cuts, where they had been, had disappeared. He activated his Byakugan again, causing his eyes to shift visibly. He looked between the two, scanning their bodies, finding Shikarama's wounds all but healed up. Meanwhile, the levels of bacteria in Aya's body had already decreased somewhat. 17226 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 1262 Divination Field, 128 Strikes - 1262/1400
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 11:45 pm
Numerous occasions in the days that passed his wife's death, the man would remove himself from his room. Entering the room next door and peering down upon his child. His face wasn't soft any longer, it wasn't the face of a father looking at his child. He looked upon her with disgust and rage. This man blamed her for the deaths of all those inside his former home, especially his wife. The child's mother. A sneer came across his face on a number of occasions, his fingers twitching with rather violent intent, and the occasional lunge for the baby herself. After a few of these attempts, he had been forced from the room and the baby moved to another room of the house. His very family forcing the baby and the father apart in order to keep the baby safe. They really didn't know much about what had happened, although it had been concluded that lightning had struck the house during the birthing process. They simply treated the baby surviving as a good omen, seeing as the poor thing had gotten away unharmed. With the increasing violence from the father quickly raging out of control, those of the Konoha Korps were called in, in order to intervene. They took the soon to be labeled clinically insane father away, bringing him to the Medical Shinobi who were more specialized in the use of Genjutsu to attempt healing the minds of those struck with mental illnesses. Leaving the baby in the custody of the father's closest remaining family. Without the father attempting to end the poor child's life, she would raise up quickly in order to become a certainly well mannered young female. Learning the things necessary for childhood and even making friends with those in her neighborhood around the way.
Reaching the age of seven, Shikyo had never been told about what had happened when she was a child, the stories themselves having been long pushed aside and forgotten by those who had known about it at the time. It would be around now when her entire world would quickly begin to change. During a rather quiet night, a harsh knocking would fall across the home where she lived. Leading to her uncle to rise from his bed, and emerging into the main rooms in order to check who was at the door. A slightly started gasp and then harsh sounding whispered words would begin from the door way. Leading Shikyo to rise out of bed herself and slowly sneak her way forward towards her own door. A single light blue eye peeking outwards from the cracked doorway in order to try and see what all the fuss was about. A grizzled looking male stood in the door way, to which was being blocked by her uncle. The male appeared calm at first, his whispers short and seemingly to the point, although soon his face shifted to an angrier one as he blatantly began speaking at a normal level. "I don't care if she is sleeping! She is my daughter, and I have come to regain custody of her! You know I have that right... So move out of my way!" He says, his voice raising in level as he slams a fist against the frame of the door. Her uncle reared back slightly at the violent action, before raising both hands up in front of him. "Just come back in the morning, okay? Let he sleep for now, and you can see her in the morning..." Her uncle would say, grabbing hold of the door and slowly pushing it shut. The man on the other side of the door sneered angrily, throwing his fist against the frame again and then turning fully around and storming away and into the night.
"Who... Was that?" The young Shikyo would ask, fully pushing her door open and moving outwards from her room. She didn't even bother putting up the act of having just woken up, or anything of the like. She was simply too shocked by what had happened, to go about any sort of extended planning. Her uncle slowly turned around as he finished closing the door, and a slight frown lined his face. "That... Was your father... And I have a feeling, he's going to be taking you home with him tomorrow." He would say, before a long sigh escaped his lips. He had grown fond of the child that he had been looking after, he couldn't imagine what kind of horrible things would end up happening when her father took her home. After all he couldn't have been released from the Hospital for too long now, but he did indeed seem to want his daughter back, although it couldn't be told if it was for better or for worse. "M-my F-father?!" She says, as the shocked expressions deepens upon her face, they had never really spoken all too much about her family. A swelling set of emotions to which were a combination of fear and happiness began to form within her. She had finally put one of the questions that had been forming itself constantly over the years in the back of her head to life. She found out who her father was, although he certainly did not seem to be a happy man. The fleeting fantasies of a child would surely come into play now, childish reasoning of 'Long days at work' and 'Cranky' would form in her mind, even while her uncle was ushering her back into her bed and to get some sleep. She nodded obediently, not actually paying any attention now. The stories he would tell her! The questions she had to ask! If he was around, her mother must be near by too! She could barely fall asleep, with the excitement that filled her completely. Tomorrow she would learn about her father, meet him for what, to her, was the first time in her life. [1297+1239=2536]
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 4:19 pm
~ Aya Nara ~ Silent Schemer ~
Aya listened to what Logan said about Shki and him checking up on her. It was a sweet gesture, and she was glad they both decided to come look for her. She wasn't concentrating that much. She wasn't feeling all there. She had previously lost a lot of blood, and she still had a lot to recover from. She sighed as he asked his next question. What was she going to do? She didn't know herself. She could go home, to her forest, but she didn't want to at the moment.
"I...I don't know. I feel...kinda faint." She said leaning against the wall behind her. She began to question herself about it, Where could she go? She looked up at Shikarama stepped out of the room he had been in, and apologized.
"It's...Okay." She said as she stood up and began to follow. She closed her eyes for a few moments, and within those moments, she had managed to get her face smashed into a wall with a loud thud. She stayed like that for a few moments before turning around, a red mark clear on her forehead. Her hand slowly made it's way to the red mark, and she breathed in slowly.
"Ouch...."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 7:24 pm
Shki caught the occurrence and winced at the imaginative pain that he could feel coming from Aya. However, he still was laughing on the inside from the impact of the wall to her forehead in the first place. " Probably wanna get that fixed up" Shki said. He could only sigh as it came to him that Aya was very prone to pain and random occurrence.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 8:33 pm
Shikarama Nara, The Dedicated Genius Shikarama looked to Aya, noticing her paleness. As they began to walk, Shikarama asked her, "Aya, are you alright?" It was only a few moments later as she hit into the wall. He turned around with a worried look on his face. "AYA?" He asked and declared, seeing her slowly pull herself off the wall. On her face, a red mark was left. She slowly said "Ouch..." holding her hands to the mark. Shikarama sighed, quickly approaching. "Aya, what happened?" His hand reached fore her forehead as he moved in closer, an arm ready to catch her incase she fell. "Can you make it out of here?" He gave Shki a glance, he seemed generally displeasured by the pain. His eyes moved to Logan then, whom showed no reaction in general in his eyes. 21772SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 164 Wind Release: Vacuum Sphere 164/600
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 8:53 pm
Logan Hyuuga, the Blue Byakugan ((Appearance: He has very large blue Byakugan eyes which appear to lack pupils. He wears a cloak, pants, gloves, a shirt, four scarfs, and a mask. they are all black and made of special materials. These clothes make it so only his eyes can be seen.)) Logan looked to Aya as she at first seemed in thought. Her skin was visibly pale from blood-loss. She leaned against the wall, admitting that she was feeling the effects of said-blood-loss. Her gaze then turned to Shikarama as he left the office. Logan followed them as Aya said she was ok and went after him. He saw as she closed her eyes, and saw as she hit the wall. Soon enough, Shki reacted semi-empathetically. His facial muscles seemed to reveal a small amount of amusement in a micro-expression. Shikarama, meanwhile had showed worry beforehand, having noticed her appearance. He reacted quickly, moving to her as she turned from the wall. His hand reached her forehead while saying "Aya, what happened? Can you make it out of here?" Shikarama then looked to Logan and Shki as they all waited for Aya's response. 17404 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 4 Divination Field, 128 Strikes - 1400/1400
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 9:07 pm
~ Aya Nara ~ Silent Schemer ~
The young Nara was kicking herself mentally. How could she not notice the wall there. It just sort of, jumped out in front of her. Shikarama had asked her a question before she was attacked by the wall, but she wasn't focused enough to have notice. She blinked at her cousin was suddenly by her side, checking on her red forehead. She caught a glance of something oddly pale, and noticed it was her own skin. She sighed to herself, as she knew she had to go home and rest. Sure, she had been healed up and have anti-biotics, but that doesn't make up for the fact she lost more than half her blood. She looked up at Shikarama, and nodded. She could get out of there, but probably not in one piece.
"The wall just sort of attacked me." Aya covered up her pain with a joke and giggled. She looked up at Shki, and rolled her eyes. Logan seemed unaffected by her little slip up, and simply watched.
"I think I'm just gonna go home and rest for now. That way no more wall can decide to jump out at me." She joked again.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 12:42 pm
Shikarama Nara, The Dedicated Genius Shikarama glanced to the silent others for a few more moments. Then, he brought his attention back to Aya. He could see, she definitely needed rest. "Alright, Aya, we are taking you from here. It's best we get you somewhere to rest, and give you some food and water. You will need such things to recover." He wrapped an arm under her shoulders and began to walk with her. he kept her out of the path of any walls, leading her too the elevator. He let the doors open for them before walking in. He waited for the others to follow into the elevator, before letting it close. "Now, Aya, what would you like to have...I'm buying." He glanced up, a little less enthusiastically to the others. "You can join us as well, I suppose."21907 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 307 Wind Release: Vacuum Sphere 307/600
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