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 Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 6:04 pm
 Shuniji's grin held strong as he gleefully watched Seika flail across the training arena.
"Y'know, sometimes I think it's nice to share the spotlight~" he lilted. The sugar in his voice positively dripped from his obnoxious smile.
His eyes flicked up to Seika as she clamored onto the railing next to him. The grin smeared across his face curled up into a smirk when he saw her start the signs for her jutsu and his gaze drifted back to the arena to observe the results.
He whistled in mock impression. "I didn't know you were training a second element~" Or at least if he did, he forgot out of sheer apathy. "Looks like it's still a little rough around the edges, though. Do you even know how to walk on water?"
He sneered a little harder, but backed off for the sake of getting Seika off his case... which by this point, would take a bit more effort than usual. He turned around so his lower back was supporting his weight on the railing and spoke with his eyes closed.
"I was thinking fire for mine, but I guess if you're going to be putting so much work into water techniques, the least I could do would be to help out with my lightning chakra~"
There was probably a concealed insult in that statement, but it was in both parties' best interests to not dwell to much on it.
He didn't move, but his gaze sharpened considerably as it rested on the kunoichi standing above him.
"So whattya say? Wanna train together?"
.....If he was lonely, he should have just said something.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 6:27 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝ 
Seika turned and raised a brow at Shun's commentary. His insults only bribed her to punch his sparkly a** in the face. Which she was half tempted to do until a large Kunai whizzed past her face, barley missing her cheek. Which snapped her attention back to the angry crowd below her. Okay...she didn't want to admit it, but she needed Shun's help with this one. But that wasn't going to stop her from being stuck up about it. Seika turned and motioned to answer with some witty insult, but was interrupted when she sneezed in Shun's direction without even having the courtesy of covering her nose. Though she probably did that purposely to show how much she really cared about his opinion. Sniffle. "Ugh...Yeah, just try and keep up, Mmkay?" Seika replied and gestured a finger point down at the crowd. That was obviously an invitation.
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 3:36 pm
Shuniji snapped out of his smarmy moment with a disgusting slap to the face, courtesy of Seika's monster sneeze. His face was frozen in disgust as he slowly processed his next move.
'Goddamn wind chakra... probably doing that on purpose...'
Growing irritation aside, Shuniji calmly wiped the liquid off his face with the back of his glove, clearing his vision in time to see the kunai zip past.
"You're lucky I enjoy this sort of thing," Shuniji muttered as he hopped up to join Seika on the railing.
Crouching down to stay balanced, he quickly brought his hands together to make a sign. He paused a little longer than the jutsu normally required, causing a little snap of electric chakra to pop between his posed fingers.
"...Shadow clone," he stated bluntly--usual fanfare having been lost in the concentration.
The clone produced behind its original "poofed" into existence. There was only one, and it somehow felt more... solid than the others that Shuniji had produced in the past, but otherwise looked normal.
It smirked and hopped over the railing. It landed with a splash in the water below and Shuniji relaxed a bit on his haunches to watch the being distract the mob below from himself and Seika.
Shuniji looked a little happy for watching an image of himself get chased around the arena by angry ninja, but he was far too intent on watching the outcome to bother explaining anything to Seika at the moment.
248/1,800; Trained Towards B-Rank Lightning Release Shadow Clones It's So Wonderful
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 5:24 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika let herself smile a soon as Shun took the hint. She tilted her head slightly and silently investigated each and every move he made...though Seika SHOULD be keeping her eyes on the target, but she was actually waiting for something. Then her gaze wandered over to the target- no...the enemy. She was looking for a chance to strike and using that time to store a large amount of chakra....though last time it didn't seem to work like she had expected, which turned her off a bit.
She silently started to mull over what could have gone wrong as she watched his clone run around the arena.....wait- that was it. Shun mentioned one that she had trouble targeting with her jutsu...or maybe it was something else, whatever. Seika figured if she had a certain objective....a sort of goal towards the jutsu, She'd be able to figure it out easily. She noticed the arena was kind of shaped like a fish bowl...in a sense. All she needed to do was fill it up. Seika calmly slid her head phones off till they hugged her neck. Her gaze wandered back over to Shun, giving him a small smirk. "I can walk on water...That sort of thing is academy crap, but I sure hope your clone can do it too...or hold his breath." Seika smiled and let herself giggle before making a single hand sign. "Keep them busy, I need a moment." Though really...Shun seemed to be doing a fine job with that already. Not that Seika of all people would admit that. One thing was fore sure...this arena was about to get turned into a aquarium real fast. After a few moments she started to position herself comfortably on the bars and shot Shun a playful grin. "Ready to get this party started, partner?" Seika coed playfully and slowly stood up on the bars with one of her hands pressed against her lips. It seemed like she was ready to try again....with less fail.
[Water Release: Exploding Water Colliding Wave - B rank 1393/2000 ]
(Sorry about the small and icky post! Dx
I promise I'll do more when I get my computer back)
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 8:49 am
Shuniji rolled his eyes at Seika’s grandiose lead-in to her jutsu. Showboating was only okay when he did it. The rest of the time he was impatient.
“Stop stalling already and get it over with. Clone-iji can’t keep running forever.” He rolled his eyes in exasperation.
Meanwhile, said clone was, in fact, starting to wear down. Shuniji averted his attention back to the floor below with a frown. The clone was breaking down faster than he’d anticipated. Its movements were slowly becoming stiffer and its attempts at dodging its pursuers were getting significantly less fluid.
“The point of a time-bomb is that the damn thing goes off when I want it to…” The real Shuniji growled. The clone tripped over its own feet and Shuniji finally gave up. “Release,” He stated dully, and in turn, the clone, a mere half-second before it hit the wet floor, exploded.
The body of the clone was like the regular, sparkling Shuniji on steroids. The whole thing flashed and sparked, electrocuting everything and everyone standing in the giant puddle that slicked the floor. Pieces of training equipment and people alike lit up like lightning rods on a stormy day.
When it was all over, the clone was no more, and the angry mob was quieter, but slightly blackened around the edges. Shuniji could have sworn he saw one of them cough smoke.
“…I’m going to make another clone while you get that jutsu going again…” Shuniji was trying to come off as calm and collected, but sounded hesitant. “I’d suggest that you do it better this time, too ‘cos I don’t think these guys are playing around anymore…”
True to Shuniji’s implied word, the crowd was recovering from their impromptu tasing a little faster and more irritably than Shuniji would have liked. He’d have to step up the voltage in the next clone, but to do that, he’d need to survive a couple more minutes.
Oh, jeeze, they were breaking out the shuriken…
“FASTER, if at all possible, Seika..!”
335 + 248 = 583/1,800 Trained Towards B-Rank Lightning Release Shadow Clones Junk Ninja Garage
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 7:50 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika's smile quickly deteriorated back to her normal blank stare as Shun spoke. 'Ah, but yes. Mr Buzz-killington was getting cranky.' She was getting all hyped up too. It was fine though, she didn't want to be enthusiastic about training anyway. Her gaze seemed to wander from Shun to the enemy. As if trying to differentiate the enemy from Shun. Of course Seika was ready to attack, but she was sort of stalling for a few moments. It was funny seeing Shun down there taking the front. Why should she jump in and ruin everything? It was then Seika realized doing this would be considered Jerk-ish. Not....that she cared in the least. Besides it's not like he didn't do the same thing to her. So the "Jerk" waited for a few moments. Every second pissed away was actually spent focusing her attack better.
Though really...she was busy carefully inspecting Shun's lightning clones. Then it dawned on her. There's no way in HELL she'd be able to run down there personally after making the place into a fish bowl. 'Cause lightning travels through water....and knowing her luck, she'd be the first one to get barbecued. "Oh, hell no." Seika mumbled disapprovingly and shook her head lightly. But she had to do something! It wouldn't be right to let him fend for himself. Stupid Shuniji and his big mouth. Eh...well, time to make stupid choices and regret it later!...Hormones sucked.
Seika waited a few second before taking in a sharp breath and holding it. Her chest seemed to swell up as she let the chakra build up and convert itself into a watery mass. Ugh, there's nothing like the unpleasant feeling of water in your lungs. Though she still held it in for as long as possible. She needed to get this right, make it even more powerful. Ah, but then the unfortunate happened. Seika had to sneeze again. NONONONO! NOT NOW DAMMIT! It was one thing holding water back, but a sneeze was a little more of a hassle to hold in. Oh, but Seika tried! "Hnnngg...MPHHH-MPHH-MPH! ACHOOO!" and failed. As she sneezed, truck tons of water sprayed from her mouth. It poured out as if her mouth was a portal to a water world. The large mass of water started out as a 30 foot tidal wave, threatening to mull over whoever decided to stay put on the ground. Within minutes the lower area was fully submerged under water. In-fact, the bars Seika stood on had been the only thing that stuck out of the water. The second floor was actually shallow. It was only covered by a few inches of water.
As for Seika, she looked terrible after belching all of that water. Despite that, she turned and searched the area for her Scythe. Luckily it was washed up not too far from her. She wasted no time retrieving it. Seika could only assume the bars were no longer a safe perch considering metal can attract electricity as well. It wouldn't be a problem if the water wasn't touching it, but she could compensate. With one hard swing, she launched the blade of the Scythe into the wall and quickly hopped onto the poll section of the Scythe. It wasn't too cleaver, but it would keep her high above the water without having to get electrocuted. She could only hope the wall didn't allow electricity to travel through it.
Still, Seika looked exhausted after performing that Jutsu, again. Though she still needed to pull her own weight in this duo. "Shadow clone Jutsu." She uttered calmly while perched on her Scythe. The clone appeared before her, making a small splashing noises as it took off and leaped onto the bars, then dove into the water and submerged itself. The ripples from the movement slowly dissipated as if she had never disturbed the water in the first place. Meanwhile the real Seika merely watched with mild anticipation as she began to recuperate her chakra. The rest was up to Shun for now. It was doubtful she even cared if her clone got caught in the crossfire.
[Water Release: Exploding Water Colliding Wave - B rank 2083/2000 Complete! ]
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 10:03 am
Shuniji would have smirked at Seika’s compliance, but his face was too firmly set in concentration to give way—ultimately allowing only a small twitch of acknowledgement as the arena below filled with water. Thankfully, the geyser managed to distract the mob long enough for Shuniji to do his job.
His muscles tensed as he focused on pulling his chakra in close to his body, gathering it at the center of his chest. The buzzing, pulsating sensation of the lightning element he was adding to it, coupled with the squatting posture that kept him balanced on the railing was making his knees stiff.
‘Lightning, lightning, lightning…’ Shuniji repeated to himself. He brought his hands together carefully, so as not to disrupt the chakra he’d accumulated at his core. He positioned his arms out in front of himself and made the sign he used for the Shadow Clone Jutsu. In his mind’s eye, he imagined his chakra lining up behind his arms to make his jutsu a straight shot. It was a concentration technique he learned back in his academy days.
Seika’s jutsu had run dry, and it looked like the mob wasn’t having anymore distractions. It was now or never for Shuniji, and he was now starting to regret pissing them all off to begin with. ‘Old habits die hard, I guess…’ Shuniji would have shrugged, but he felt like it would mess up his jutsu.
Speaking of his jutsu, he felt like he might burst from the pressure his chakra was causing on his ribcage. He probably should do something about that.
“LIGHTNING RELEASE SHADOW CLONE!” he bellowed a little too loudly.
There was a burst of smoke that crackled like a storm cloud. When it dispersed, the clone Shuniji had managed to make was revealed to be rather… interesting to look at.
“That thing is hella creepy.”
Shuniji’s attempt at making a stronger clone had substituted electrical charge for authenticity. It didn’t really look like Shuniji. It looked more like a plush toy made of Shuniji’s skin… and then stuffed with a hive of bees with the way the wacked-out chakra circulation was making it pulsate.
Shuniji looked horrified.
The mob, meanwhile, looked hesitant to go near the abomination, and edged closer in inches to make sure it was safe to attack. The movement caused the water beneath the clone to ripple. The doppelganger flopped over lightly in response,
and then exploded.
If Shuniji hadn’t been distracted by the excruciating pain of self-electrocution and flash burns, he would have been proud of the blast he’d created, despite having a rather unimpressive chakra level. As his spasming body lay convulsing on the metal-grated balcony, he would at least be thankful he didn’t have a heart at that moment, because it most certainly would have stopped otherwise.
What little of the group on the water field below that was still conscious decided Shuniji and Seika weren’t worth the pain and effort of attacking head-on, in broad, artificial daylight, at least and dispersed the best they could. A couple just sank to the bottom of the pool.
A couple minutes later, there was a loud “CLANK” and the sounds of some heavy gears turning through the concrete walls. Soon after, the water level started to go down slowly. The village maintenance crew had likely opened the drainage grates in the floor that existed for occasions such as this one.
A couple ninja that had taken refuge on the concrete walls of the arena hopped back down to the ground as it started to appear… only to wipe out on the slippery tiles. The arena’s janitors would likely be joining Shuniji and Seika’s newly-established hate-club later.
It would be a little while longer before Shuniji’s brain reestablished its own electrical impulses and he woke up from his self-induced coma. Oddly enough, the way he was twitching made him look just like his clone.
651 + 583 = 1,234/1,800 Trained Towards B-Rank Lightning Release Shadow Clones Junk Ninja Garage
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 12:42 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
It was a good thing Seika practiced self restraint a little too excessively. Or she'd be laughing at the deformed clone. Of course even retarded looking things could pack a punch. Which....as witnessed. It even took Shun out. After that everything was pretty quiet, besides the small muttering complaints of the other Ninja in the area. Though really Seika was just favoring the fact that Shun finally shut up....and unconscious. Of course the better half of her couldn't just leave him there for the other Ninja to poke him with a stick....or Kunai. If they didn't get some sort of static shock from touching him.
Sniffle. His body wasn't too far from her perch, so she merely kept an eye on him until the floor dried off a bit. Once Seika had a decent amount of chakra regenerated, she found it okay to send a clone off for drinks while she waited for Shun to regain consciousness. Meanwhile, Seika kept a sharp eye on the crowd of people huddled together on the other side of the arena. There was no way they'd decide to pick on Shun's convulsing unconscious body while Seika was awake...of course chances were they were just as pissed at her.
By the time her clone had returned the floor was dry enough to walk on. So Seika decided to check on the status of her barbecued partner. She stood only inches from Shun and carefully observed his twitching body while taking a swig of her juice box. Siiiiip. "Shun, are you alright?" Of course she had no answer.
"Look, I'm not taking you back to the Otokage to get fixed or anything, 'cause I'm pretty sure he'd just make it worse."
Still no reply.
"HEY!"
since when did crickets invade the training arena?
"...I ate your stupid Beta fish while you were sleeping."
It was clear that Seika was getting a little desperate.
Her clone painfully watched Seika's attempts to wake her convulsing partner up and shook it's head disapprovingly before shoving Seika aside. As it stood before Shun's body, it made a single hand sign and performed a transformation jutsu. The pitter patter of the cat's feet could be heard as it hopped up on Shun's chest. Now Seika knew what the clone was trying to do....she'd stop it, if her hands weren't occupied by two juice boxes. The small cat clone quietly perched itself on Shun's chest, the slits of it's pupils widened as it stared down at Shun intently, making an even creepier effect. To make things worse, it's fur was poofed up from all the static electricity Shun's body was holding. So it looked like a black fuzzball with creepy eyes. Seika used to have Neko-chan do this to Kai on Sunday mornings to help get him out of bed, but it always ended up with Kaichou screaming like a little girl while bolting out of the room with the cat clinging to his shoulders. Good times~!
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 10:58 am
“Eerrugh…” Shuniji moaned. It felt like the static was sealing his eyes shut and keeping him pinned to the metal balcony. All he could register going on around him were the murmurs of what was probably Seika talking and the occasional spark that shot off his hair, which had been splayed out around his head like a halo. Eventually, he struggled his eyes open.
“HOLY FFF--!!”
Shuniji was loud when he wanted to be, but he managed to suppress his cacophonic swearing once he realized it was just a cat. Being scared by a cat was uncool. He whipped his head to the side to glare at Seika for jeopardizing his coolness. Once he saw that Seika was holding an extra juice box, however, he extended a hand out as well. He was still glaring in Seika’s direction, but now it was directed at the juice that wasn’t in his hand.
Artificial fruit-flavoring happened to be one of Shuniji’s weaknesses. His favorite flavor was red.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 2:46 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika restrained laughing and shook her head lightly with a faint smirk. Even though Shuniji was mad at her, it was still worth it. Still...it wouldn't be wise to try his patience any longer. So she dispelled the cat clone rather quickly. Then, as promised she lightly set the chilled juice box in his hand and took another swig of her own. "It's Cherry. There was only two flavors to pick from. Though I don't think it matters because I recall you saying you liked Cherry anyway." Seika explained and turned slightly to observe the opposite side of the area. She couldn't really remember from where, but she heard him say it at some point. It may have been on their Wild Card mission. That event was sort of fuzzy. Though when Seika was snooping around in Shuniji's bathroom, she noticed "Cherry" flavored shampoo and merely assumed from there.
The Ninja were still huddled over in their dark corner, Who knows what they were plotting. But Seika didn't look very concerned with them. She merely stared at them, shaking her juice box lightly. "The label says this is Strawberry Kiwi, but all I taste is Watermelon for some reason." She continued in a more depressed tone. Hanging around Shuniji snuffed her sense of taste....it sucked. Though judging by the look on her face she didn't really mind it. Watermelon happened to be one of her favorite flavors...besides strawberries. That'll change soon when she get's sick of eating Watermelon flavored sandwiches.
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 2:18 pm
Shuniji eased off his glare once he was holding the juice box.
"Yeah. Sure." He wasn't going to say thank you, since he was still miffed about the cat thing. He jabbed the straw into the carton and took a sip.
Of course, his cherry-flavored moment of bliss was wrecked when Seika brought up watermelons. He accidentally crushed his juice box and spattered himself with sticky liquid. At least his jacket was already pink...
"..." He choked down his frustration. "I thought we weren't going to mention that. EVER." He tried to glare at Seika, but found himself unable to make eye-contact. Eventually he just gave up and turned to the side in a huff.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 3:03 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika took a small side step and turned slightly, raising her brow at Shuniji's sudden outburst of...whatever that was. She wasn't quite sure what he was so worked up about. Though for the sake of not getting her face burnt off from the awkward tension she unintentionally caused. Seika decided to quickly correct herself. "Mention what?" Seika asked with a dumbfounded stare. At least she put effort in trying to make herself believable. Though really, she remembered everything, but Shun didn't know that. Seika was just trying to make him feel better by pretending she had no memory of it.
Though just in case he wasn't buying it...She quickly reached down into a small grocery bag and pulled out another juice box, then tossed it to Shun. Seika required a lot of drinks to rehydrate her body after that move, especially when she was sick. So her clone had gotten a bit more than demanded. Besides...after that careless comment, he deserved one of her precious juice boxes."Er..forget it. So, are you going to try again with the lightning monster-clone thing?" A change in subject all together might be preferable as well. Even if her subject changes were slightly more offensive than the last. Seika didn't really mean it though...she was just horrible at keeping a decent conversation.
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 9:44 am
Shuniji glowered at Seika, but backed off once he received a replacement juicebox. This one was grape-flavored, which he found slightly disappointing. He drank it anyway and rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, of course I am. It’s way too useful to pass up learning. Besides, I’ve only been at it for an hour,” he spoke about the Lightning Release Shadow Clones. “I’ve just got to figure out the right balance of lightning and clone. It’s tricky to figure out how to make it as strong as possible without losing control.”
He sighed and shrugged as he leaned his back against the railing, only to flinch when he got hit by a spark of residual static. He didn’t bother moving from his place on the floor.
“It’s been what—a few months since that sick undead guy showed up?” Actually, it had only been a couple weeks at most, but the tension caused it to feel a lot longer. “Ugh. I just want to get this implied invasion over with. I can handle fighting and I’m not afraid of death, but this waiting around for nothing in particular is driving me insaaaaaaaane,” he whined.
He nearly sucked his juice box inside-out with the force of his childish frustration and chucked the crumpled box over his shoulder. He stuck his hand out towards Seika and made grabby motions for another without bothering to get up off the floor.
He moaned again, continuing his pity party, seemingly ignorant of his obnoxious behavior, per usual. “Those timetables you gave Wairudokaado are gonna be outdated by the time these losers get their act together.”
Shuniji suddenly turned his gaze to Seika; his steely eyes trained with a jarring level of focus.
“So when… if Wairudokaado does show up… What are you going to do? Are you going to fight them? Or are you going to keep up this ‘double-agent’ act?” It was odd that he was bringing up the possibility of treason without the slightest hint of malice. He sounded genuinely curious. “Hell, I mean, even if you do fight against them, they’ll probably think you’re being a double agent for them instead of the other way around. That’d make you a triple agent, now wouldn’t it?” He laughed at his own conclusion. “That’d be ideal, actually. Being on both sides of a large-scale fight like that. You’d be totally safe and no one would question it.”
He shrugged again and relaxed against the railing. “And before you ask… I’m not worried about you defecting for real.” That all-too-familiar smirk resurfaced from behind Shuniji’s friendly demeanor. “I know you’re not stupid enough to try that stunt again.”
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 5:03 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika glared down at Shuniji's hand with a pursed lip. Of course...it was barley noticeable with the straw stuffed in her mouth. It was hard to listen to him when she was so busy getting worked up about his slightly more offensive, physical actions. Seika glanced down at the bag of juice boxes that sat at her side. There were a few more left, but geez...he drinks a lot. Hell, Seika was still on her first!
Feeling defeated, She let out a heavy sigh, then roughly placed another juice box in his grabby hand. Pff, Ingrate. Of course....Seika was selfish, but only when it came to things that are of a limited amount. It's not like she didn't have the money to buy more either. Still though...Shuniji's complaining didn't go completely unheard. She felt a bit bothered by the fact that she knew nothing about Wild Cards intentions. Seika wasn't quite sure what side she was on anyway. Sound....Wild card. She couldn't stand any of them.
However, Shuniji's last topic peeked her attention. She merely glanced away, avoiding eye contact and calmly lifted herself onto the bars. Her legs playfully dangled off of the edge, making a light clanking noise as they tapped against the railing. "That is my intention." Seika replied with a rather dishonest look in her eye. He actually made a very accurate guess. However, there was another hidden motive that she had recently planned out. Shuniji was good at lying, but Seika was better. All women are. That's why she hated lying. Though sometimes...telling a little white lie is a lot better than telling the truth. Especially when doing so could cause some unwanted problems.
Seika let out a light sigh and took a long swig of her juice box before it shriveled up in her hand. "I'll fight, because that's what is expected of me." The enthusiasm put in that statement was rather...dry. Of course Seika didn't like being told what to do, micromanaged, or being an a** kisser. She wasn't on anybodies side, but her own. This sort of mindset was what she was trying to fix....though hanging around Shuniji probably made it worse. Seika shrugged off her depressing thoughts and pitched the crumpled juice box over her shoulder, then reached for a new one. "There is something that sort of bothered me..." She mumbled lightly and stabbed the juice box rather violently with the straw. "That acid man...He mentioned something about preventing you from being "Complete" What do you think he meant?" Yeah of course that was bothering her. If Seika was going to hang around Shun, she'd like to know if there was any chance of him spontaneously exploding. So then maybe she could pick a sick day or something...
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 9:15 am
Shuniji slurped his juice box at an obnoxious volume. He appeared uninterested, but he was listening carefully to Seika speak. He kept his eyes closed in thought.
“I guess it’s for the best after the tag-team training we’ve been doing,” he mentioned with regards to Seika’s choice to fight with Sound. “Better hope Wairu’ doesn’t expect you to hand me over when it comes down to it. Heh… You’re shaping up to be my bodyguard, now, aren’t you?” Shuniji snickered deviously. “Please treat me kindly~” he lilted with a mock bow.
Shuniji’s smirk only deepened when Seika brought up the idea of his “completion.” Honestly, the idea of it kind of freaked him out, since there was a very, very good chance of this ending badly for him. On the other hand…
“It sounds cool,” Shuniji continued without even bothering a proper segue, “The completion thing. I don’t care how painful or potentially humiliating it’ll be—it sounds awesome.”
Shuniji knew he was sounding naïve at the moment; that he’d more than likely be put through Hell, and, if lucky, killed because of it. However, natural trepidation aside, Shuniji really didn’t have a say in matters. There was no point in worrying about matters he couldn’t change.
Hell, his choices came down to either dying for the Otokage in a fiery supernova of historic proportions, or getting assassinated by the Wairudokaado before he even had a chance to figure out what he was supposed to do. It wouldn’t be much of a stretch to say most people would choose the former, not just Shuniji.
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