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 Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:17 pm
"hmm?..." he said as he fell backwards keeping a firm grip upon his prize. he luckily caught himself putting his free hand to the ground making a backflip of sorts. he then continued forward for a second as he would look back and forth. "ok, this is just odd. come out here Fancy Pants Uchiha boy!" he said attempting to gain hiss attention and lure him out with ease. "i may be colorblind but i can still see. and just you wait until these eyes can see for 2 and more." he said giving away part of the secret of his eyes. he quickly noticed and shoved the wallet into a pocket, his fancy looking armor would show itself as he threw off a crappy coat used to hide it. "come on!" he said as he hoped a crowd wouldn't form.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:27 pm
~Chuckling slightly, the youth stepped forth, the robes billowing with each step, "If its a fight you want, you should know who I am before picking the fight." With a slide of hand, the sword twisted in his grasp. There was something odd about the sword and even more so about the secretive youth. His left hand raised to brush a part into his silver hair. There were increasing numbers whom had picked up upon the idiots bantering. Would he look like a coward if he faced the boy? Sliding his palm along the sword once more, he stared forward not directly into the boys eyes, but more at his newly revealed armor. There were several vulnerable points to strike for death, but he had sworn himself from doing so. Some of the local merchants had began making bets on the fight before it had even started. It would seem that several of them had bets on the armored individual more-so then the leaf nin. Then of course there were several who were pointing at the insignia on the Uchiha's robes. The youth would merely roll his eyes with irritation at the crowd.~
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:39 pm
Sam looked around as he saw the betting. "Hey, can i put fifty on him to win?" he said with a laugh, as he often gave up on fights very quickly. he then turned back after he saw the merchant shake his head at him. "darn guess not. oh well. Read for some fun... umm, i don't even know your name?" he said as he rubbed his head "i'm Sam Sara of the hidden rain, and you are?" he said as it appeared that the crowd found it odd to pick a fight with someone you don't even know. Sam grabbed his katana, a good sized one, not overly large or short. "i'm not to good at fighting, so sorry if you get disappointed during this." he said as his gray ringed eyes would glisten brightly in the light.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 6:43 pm
~Smirking, the youth would tilt his head to the side, glancing at the crowd, then back to the newly named Sam, "Ah.... so thats what you ment by 'legend'." A half hearted chuckle parted his lips as he continued to stare at the boy and his katana, his own parting from its sheath to join the youth's hand. The crowd was quite confused at the conversation between the two, being that they hadn't been around for the earlier banter. Speaking of legend infront of a few gossiping merchants would most likely end up getting shredded to bits. The resulting story would most likely have two warriors of legend facing off to the death over some maiden in distress. Well that usually is how worms act. Slightly confused as to whom had said that, the youth glanced to his left then to his right before resuming his glare upon Sam, "My name is Uchiha Damian....junior. Not to be confused with my father." His feet parted slightly into a stance built more so for a hybrid of defensive and offensive attacks. If there was one thing he learned from his father, one must be like a snake, built for defense and speed, yet able to attack upon whim.~
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:04 am
Sam thought for a moment looking at Damian, "huh, junior.... didn't your dad control the Akatsuki for a while?" he said as his sword slowly moved downward. "yeah thats it! he was one of the legends in control. i heard that some idiots tried to take control while he was gone. then he came back and murdered them all for insolence." he stated abruptly. he then lifted his sword upward to a straight point toward Damian Jr. "I've never really found anything out about my father, other then he had power in hidden rain. at least you have a legacy with you." he stopped there as he looked around and smiled. "lets begin." he said bluntly as he raised his katana upward and and flipped it backwards. he then swung the blunter end down at Damian's arm that was holding the large sword. he hoped to hit a nerve and cause him to drop the sword.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:15 am
~A twitch of Damian's arm swiped Sam's blade to the side. His feet still unmoving as he stared at Sam, "A legacy? If you concider being looked at like you are your father a legacy..... Are you truly that foolish? He was a murderer, not a legend..... The people who gave him that name fed his fame and made him kill more. Useless deaths!" His right foot fell back slightly, allowing him to brace himself for the next attack, allowing his opponent to get in another attack. The crowd had began getting louder as they learned who Damian was. Several pointed more severely at the sword, then to the Uchiha insignia upon his back, "You do realize that you will have to be faster then me if you wish to get close enough with your katana..... Mine is obviously bigger then yours" A slight smirk upon his lips showed his adolescent immaturity as he couldn't help but make fun of his opponent.~
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:28 am
Sam's arm flew to the side with the katana, "well, a legacy is anything that has been left behind, your father could have left you his knowledge and that would be a legacy that you have gained." he said becoming unsure if he was really making any sense. "also if you think logically, distance comes in handy with most things, but it can never really save you from something a small distance away. he said as he put his sword away for a moment. he then began to make handseals as everything around Damian junior would seem to blur for a second. all of a sudden all of the merchants and other people around watching would start to look just like Sam. they all started to make handseals next and then grabbed the katana at their side. "Demonic Illusions." they all said as Sam would begin to move into the crowd of Sams he quickly found a spot and stood still for a moment and waited to see what Damian would do.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:41 am
~Smirking, Damian played along with the technique that his opponent had placed. Was he that uneducated about the Uchiha bloodline? Keeping a firm watch on the real Sam, he looked around at all of the others, which were obviously still villagers and merchants, "Where oh where has little Sam went....? How about this.... " Another smirk parted his lips as he preformed one hand sign, then withdrew a small black piece of linen. Quickly he wrapped it around his head to cover his eyes, "Look.... Now I can't see, thus your silly mind trick no longer shall have affect...." Swaying forward, Damian caught his balance as he wasn't used to not having his eyes to protect him. Should of finished the training.... Shaking his head, Damian waited for Sam to make his move, wondering why he kept hearing random speech within his head, "Come on Sam, you have your chance to come attack me little whimp, quit hiding behind your little Genjutsu."~
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 12:34 pm
Sam looked at Damian as he covered his head, "wow, interesting way to ignore a genjutsu." he said as he walked forward he was already tired of fighting and about to bust out laughing at Damian. "i'm done, its a little hard to actually want to hit you like this." he said as he made a handseal and released his genjutsu. "i think i'm going to go walk around the village for a bit and see what it has to offer, wanna come?" he offered as he continued forward down the road looking around him as he went.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 12:42 pm
~Turning upon his heel, Damian laughed at Sam, "I didn't ignore the Genjutsu. Haven't you ever read up on Uchiha? Genjutsu is near to impossible to apply on us without us realizing what is actually happening. For instance, you failed in realizing that this is not actually me..." The body shifted and became a log. The real Damian was however standing right behind Sam with the Masamune's tip less than a millimeter from the base of his neck, "Take care to remember the basics of your training. What we learned in the Academy can get us out of a jam from time to time, especially when used in the correct fashion." Smirking, Damian sheathed his overly large blade, "Sure, I came to this village to get some training done. Thus far I've only managed to run into a theif who has mediocre skills and a village full of idiots who don't know when to stop betting....." His eye tilted towards a man who evidentally didn't realize the fight was over and wouldn't quit spilling his guts on how much money he was going to make, "I've heard there are quite a few shinobi from this village who have techniques I desire. Its a bit easier for me to learn them since I merely have to see them do the technique in order to replicate it.... You however are going to have to do a bit more work on it I suppose...." With this, he withdrew a flask from within his robes, lifted it to his lips and took a swallow, "Where to first almighty nin of the Rain village?"~
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 12:57 pm
Sam looked at Damian as he took a drink from some flask he had sealed inside his clothes. Sam now had a very blank stare on his face wondering what he had taken a drink of, "uh, its my first time here so how the hell would i know? and also don't be sarcastic with me. i don't like sarcasm." he said very strictly and continued to stare at Damian Jr. "would you care to lead captain quick learner." he stated very bluntly. he continued to walk forward although he offered the leading to Damian who would have been right behind him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 1:08 pm
~Rather then taking the lead, Damian merely hung back, walking a pace behind that of Sam. The boys hands were slipper and one slip would mean that he'd have to kill him. So, for all extensive purposes, Damian was avoiding having to kill his newly attained sparring partner. A boyish smirk parted his lips as he nudged Sam in the elbow with his arm, "So.... I motion that half of those merchants made a hefty helping of money today. Although, I doubt they'll see any of it. I earned the money, so.... While you were busy watching my substitution technique and everyone was confused I might have accidentally picked up some of the profits." With a shift of his palm, he threw two small sacks of coins to Sam, "Now shall we go get some Ramen?" His head cocked towards a roughly made building he'd spotted off to his left. He awaited Sam's reaction to the money and the ideal of ramen. It wasn't often that he found someone near his age with any type of talent, let alone able to preform a Genjutsu like Demonic Illusions. Still, he didn't know much about the boy, though nor did the boy of him. Well... No one really knew about him. It wasn't really posted on every wall that once upon a time his father had been a good man with a life some would kill for....~
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 1:33 pm
Sam looked awe-shocked when he caught the the sacks of money, "wow, well done Damian! Jeez i should be able to eat for a month with this stuff!" he said smiling happily since he didn't have to steal as much to survive now. "oh yes, some ramen would be great right now." he said as they would turn into the little shack to get their food. he took a seat and looked at the chef. "i'll take your top seller ramen, if you don't mind." he said as he threw down some money and awaited his fresh ramen.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 1:42 pm
~Taking his place on a rather worn down wooden stool, Damian glanced at the chef upon hearing Sam's order, "Excuse me, I'll have a bowl of ramen with shrimp if you have that in stock, if not beef would be nice." The chef glanced at Damian then to Sam, "Very well, separate orders?" Nodding, Damian reached within his robes and grabbed the flask once more. With a tilt of his head and wrist, he drank from it again. Glancing to the side, he motioned to Sam, "Want some? Its only water." Upon offering this, he placed it on the counter as the ramen he had ordered was shoved infront of him, "Ah, so I see you did have shrimp. However, just for your own safety, I'd watch how you place your customers food down. Accidents happen in a kitchen quite often...." Damian glared at the rude chef, though the chef merely stared back until his gaze fell upon the insignia upon the youths chest, "...My mistake. Will you be needing anything else?" Glancing back to Sam, Damian shrugged, "I'm rather hungry so two bowls would be nice." At this, he lost interest in the chef, his face tilted towards his bowl and the chop sticks that were now working masterfully at shoveling food into his mouth.~
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