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((I'm gonna take a guess at the blue glow. Tell me if I'm wrong.))


Roque saw Kinu move away and come in close for some kind of attack. 'Good, get me on the defensive.' He thought to himself. He specialized in defensive tactics, armours mostly. The theory behind his techniques being that if you are sufficiently protected, you don't have to worry about being hit. It didn't work out sometimes, but he had faith. One time that it didn't work out very well was this instance.
Kinus' electrical charge bit into the front of his calf, just above his foot. His thick skin counted for nothing as the chakra paralized his muscle. When his first foot came to the ground, he couldn't stop his momentum in time before bringing down his other foot. With the force he put behind his attack and his newly cut muscles trying to bear the weight of his useless foot coming down, he couldn't stop. His right foot buckled without the supportive musculature and Roque found the ground rushing toward his face at surprising speed. The grass was little comfort as he flipped through it like a man falling down a mountain. He came to a stop roughly twelve feet from where his first foot had left a sizable print. A grass-less trail led from it to Roque, where the Iwagakure chuunin sat with arms back and a large grin. His face was covered in dirt and his hair was polka dotted with grass. The cat that usually road atop the blond mess was clearly visible behind the sitting ninja. She seemed to be quite a bit larger and by far more armed than usual though. A snow white mountain lion stood with claws bared and a wakazashi in her mouth glared at Kinu through small black granny glasses. The rumble of a growl could be heard from across the small distance.
"Now now Kiesel. No need to get all upset." Roque said with an air of playfulness. The large cat made a sound that may have been a sigh or may have been a snort. Regardless, the lioness became a little white kitten once more and found herself atop the blood mess of hair. "Sorry about that. Kiesel can get defensive." Roque said, getting up on his left foot. "So where were we?" He dusted himself off and smiled up at Kinu. "Right, right. Well, I can't fight like this." He pouted at his right foot that hung loosely over the ground. "But I'll fix it... temporarily." He made hand signs, tiger, ox, snake, ox, then put his hands out in front of him and pulled them in. With that action, he was covered in dirt and rock from head to toe. His other foot came down on the ground as if it had never been damaged. "Mountain armour no-jutsu. In theory, I can move my body by moving this rock and dirt. Takes a little more effort, but hey." He shrugged. "Your turn to come at me." He took a boxing stance and waited for Kinus' attack.

Shinji sat silently, polishing off his soup and absorbing the conversation. It was evident that he had a lot of training ahead of him, before this could truly be called a "team." Meanwhile, Shinji thought, I'll need to pay close attention to my teammates' mannerisms. I've got to do my part to help speed up this acclimation. We need to become as good a team as possible in as quick a time as possible.

When the twins asked about dessert, Shinji nodded slightly and replied, "Sure. Dessert would be a great idea."

Ran flinched and tipped her head back as a hand swirled towards her- the cause of said hand missing her. She frowned to herself a little, but that faded as she was apologized to. At the question, she glanced around, for a moment, and then shook her head. "The guide failed to inform me of its' location." she murmured. "Sorry." she peeked back to see where Kinu and Roque were still fighting, and wondered if she would get to hear about who was the victor.
Well, if Kinu returned to their shared apartment with the book, then she'd know.

"Ooh, cheesecake!" Mayumi said, clapping her hands excitedly like a little girl. Indeed that luxuries like this were rare and very much savored by jounins, since most of the time she was out on one mission or another. She wiped her lips with the clean napkin and set down the chicken that was nearly finished, but not quite.

"I do have to tell you guys however, that if worse comes to worst, then we might actually have a mission as soon as tomorrow," she warned them, "and I can only hope that we can work it out as we go along."

((Kinu uses electricity, so the blue glow wasn't a blade but a charge of electricity formed by loading up chakra in the palm. However even though it doesn't cut the muscle, it does paralyze it temporarily, which would give a similar result as you described. No permanent damage though... Kinu wouldn't cut off someone's muscle in a spar, since an injury like that could take months to heal.))

It hit that easily? The impact of her very simple move surprised Kinu and threw her slightly off. Good thing Roque was as hard as a rock though, since he wouldn't take much damage even if he took a direct hit from her. Besides, she had only aimed for his leg, hardly a vital part of his body.

The cat worried Kinu slightly. Obivously it wasn't a normal cat, more like something that reminded her of a summon. What exactly was the role of the animal? Was it a fighting tool for Roque? Or was it something more than that? Or just a guardian as Roque seemed to have indicated? She decided to leave the pondering for later, as this was hardly the time or place for it.

The whole thing about attacking straight on wasn't really a method Kinu prefered though, but despite this she decided to do so, it was only a spar after all, a match for training and improving. Even though it didn't seem like it, she was actually a long range fighter who much rather would have hid in a tree shooting well aimed needles at her opponents. It wouldn't work on this teammate though, since he seemed to be way too rough skinned. So she opted for a strategy of more close range combat and since she hit once with her simple Chuusuusei Biribiri modification, she could perhaps continue on that same line. Well, at least until Roque decided to show another side of himself or the lioness started interfering.

So Kinu accepted her opponent's invitation and started running forwards towards him. When she was only a few feet from him she suddenly disappeared and reappeared another feet to the left of him, utilising her quick speed. From here she quickly spun around giving momentum to her right hand which was aimed palm first at Roque's upper torso. The closer it got to him, the more brightly blue her palm shone, giving a warning that a hit could perhaps hurt a little after all.

((Fixed!))

Roque could feel Kinu run at him. The pounding of her feet against the soft earth that separated them. It was a skill that Roque had developed, much like other Iwagakure nin, to be able to 'see' through vibration. It came into effect most often when traveling underground where sight has little enough use. Roque used it whenever he used his mountain armour since his eyes were covered along with the rest of his body. The vibration disappeared for a second, then appeared to Roques left. 'Fast lady.' he thought for a second as he tried to feel and see the movements of her body. 'Spinning around. Where are her hands?' He felt with patient calm. 'There, one hand coming in. It's aimed at my chest.' The offending hand looked to be fuzzy, vibrating abnormally. 'Chakra. Like when she attacked my leg. Can't let that hit my chest, may take out a decent junk of my strength.' Roque thought about dodging for a moment, but dismissed the notion. Kinu was by far faster than Roque and she could adjust. He decided on sacrificing another limb instead.
Roque brought his left hand up to meet with Kinus' hand. The slight parry managed to grab onto the blue glowing hand. Roque could feel the charge go through his arm, twitching at his muscles. Something was odd though. 'That hurt.' He pirked one stone clad eyebrow. 'But I can still move my arm?' He looked down at his arm and flexed experimentally. He kept Kinus' hand in a stony grip.
"Are you sure you're going all out?" Roque asked. "'Cause that hurt, but my arm is just..." He looked up and surprised, as if something had grabbed his attention. "Oh man!" He chuckled, his face cracking into a smile. "My armour is made of rock and dirt." He said as if explaining his chuckle. "It doesn't conduct electricity well. Most of you charge was insulated against. It would seem that we are sincerely mismatched." He grinned, keeping Kinus' hand firmly. He brought his other hand up to his face and peeled back the dirt and rock as if it were a mask. "So, do you want to continue from here, or do you want to get some lunch?" He asked with a smile.

"Ah, cheesecake," Shinji remarked airily. "One of the few foods I have yet to master. You may not have guessed it about me, but I do my fair share of cooking in what little free time I have. Food helps bring excitement to an otherwise dull house." He stared up at the ceiling thoughtfully.

Like the twins, Shinji was used to the idea of missions without notice. When the Genjutsu specialists insisted that they stay for the evening, he looked down from the ceiling and said, "That's fine with me. Maybe I could take a look around this house of yours. It's quite beautiful."

Yuki casually walked towards the afore-mentioned ramen shop, taking the scenic route. Konoha is a much more vibrant and verdant area than Oto is... I hope my genin will remember where I pointed. Otherwise I'll be dining alone... I wonder how the other squads are faring The sun was almost exactly overhead, so Yuki quickened and took a more direct path. Coming upon a navigating a dingy alley, he spotted a pile of rusty metal left in random heaps. Whoever left this probably wouldn't mind if... Stopping, he placed his hand on one of the pieces. Concentrating for a second, he unsupressed his chakra flow. The metal rattled a little and became a puddle surrounding his feet. Now, to separate the rust Standing quickly while spinning, the metal crawled up his body, slowly giving him a larger bo. Soon, all the metal had been acquired and the rust was left on the ground in a ruddy-colored mound. Having finished his quick excercise, he moved at a great velocity toward the ramen shop.

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Tonbo finished the second kanji with another brush-stroke. The slip of paper now read 'Ton-Bo,' his name. It's curious how my name when written in kanji is the same as that for dragonfly.

His clones were still scattered about performing their tracking duties. It seemed that most of them were getting ready for or head already commenced consuming their mid-day meal.