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 Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:15 am
Hidden Cloud Academy
A young man stirred within bed as his body finally lifted. His right arm coming up to his hair thus sliding down upon his face to cover his eyes from any blinding light in which shined between the window’s curtains. Why…. Why must I wake up at a time like this… he took a deep breath as his mouth opened wide. The young boy slipped his hand from his face only to leap out of bed within his shinobi pants. He looked to his left and then to his right as he quickly rotated his back so it would make a crackling sound, and then turned his head as well thus making his neck pop in various places. He walked to a full body mirror and stared upon his reflection as he saw nothing but raw muscle with toned body structure. Within the shinobi world one must be fit and ready for battle if you aren’t then you’re surely to die.
Living within Kumogakure wasn’t a pain; however, it did have its ups and downs. The young man didn’t seem to like the sun too much and yet he loved the scenery and the type of obstacles it gave him within his day. Another day at the Academy… What fun this’ll be... the young man walked over to his dresser and pulled a drawer open to find wrappings. He was soon to wrap them around each of his wrists and forearms as he continued to get dressed. He sighed momentarily just before kicking the drawer shut and thus turning on one foot only to access his closet with one foot. He looked down upon the floor of the closet as he set his lazy eyes upon a pair of shinobi shoes. He lowered his body down onto the floor before taking another pair of wraps from the shoes themselves and started to wrap his feet. Once completed he slid his feet into his shoes and then without using his hands crossed his ankles and lifted his body upward into a standing position. Looking back to his dresser a framed picture stood before his eyes, He couldn’t help but grit his teeth with despair. His right hand came forward only to place his fingers upon the glass of the frame to try and remember how his parents felt…how gentle his mother was… and how strong willed his father was…it was why he joined the stupid Academy in the first place.
And after all they’ve done… I’m still parentless with only the memory of pain and rage…what a pathetic life this is. He looked to his closet to find a long sleeved shirt that had a giant collar to it. His mother had made it when he was born; it was to be a gift for his eighteenth birthday. Today was his eighteenth birthday, Today he was to become a man; although, his dad had crafted something as well…A steel Headband with two small horns, crafted in lightning chakra. It helped maintain the balance of chakra flow within a person’s body and thus created perfection within all lightning based jutsu. Thanks mom…Dad…for the gifts… even though I’ve said it for eighteen years It still doesn’t get old… I’ll hold onto these until the day we meet once more.
Placing the horned plate upon his head the young man walked to his balcony as he looked down before the village as he stayed within the highest of rooms. This was his usual way of getting down; although, most people thought he was crazy he was perfectly sane for the most part. His left foot stepped upon the ledge and quickly his body rose only to free fall into the skies. His eyes were closed as he just took in the moment of being free, free of all of his nightmares and fears. His eyes opened slowly as his body began to rotate only for him to catch several rock formations just before stepping to ground finally. He stood up and placed his hands together in a praying like manner before inhaling a deep breath and slowly exhaling it.
This was to focus his body once more; if he got too hyped he seemed to go insane from what the rumors have said. He began to walk down the mountain side as he could view over the entire village from where he was. His eyes began to shift from side to side as he took in all of the details around him, he couldn’t help but be on guard for some of the villagers didn’t like him. In fact they were jealous of the abilities in which he held, it wasn’t because if his heritage because he never once used any of his abilities around others; however, it was the pure ability of skill in which he processed that made the other students angry towards him. He couldn’t help it though; in fact, he didn’t want to stop excelling beyond his classmates he lived off of it.
For them to hate him was simply to love him in every aspect of his being. He knew he was smarter than most people, to have his genius get under the skins of those who weren’t as skilled as him was a life filled with excitement. Eventually at some point when he first began to attend the academy he had a mass of students confront him for cheating and being too smart; however, what they didn’t know was when they attacked him, he would simply knock them all out without hesitation. One of the teachers seen this in play and was shocked to find out the young man had taken out nineteen students before getting cut by the twentieth student. More or less the student was in the hospital for over three weeks due to the severe injuries in which they had taken due to striking a single cut upon the young mans face.
The Teachers would look upon the young man differently ever since. He didn’t care though his time was almost up within the Academy and thus he wouldn’t be pestered with little child games any more; in fact, he’d have the opportunity to excel within the shinobi world when he graduated. His mind was set upon that goal ever since he had entered the academy. He wanted to excel in that in which both his parents did and beyond. He wanted to show the truth about how life was being lived. He wanted answers from those in which started wars, only to kill a child’s parents in front of their eyes. He sighed for a moment time before noticing he hit the village of Kumogakure. From here it would be to the Academy for his final day as a Academy student. Walking through the village seemed to be mildly punishing for the young man he seemed to get a lot of nasty looks thrown his way. It was said that his parents disobeyed a direct order in their final mission only for the goal to be sabotaged and in which case lead to their inevitable deaths.
In which case the young man was shunned for what his parents had done in disrespect towards the village. Eventually he had made it to the academy with no serious incidents; although, now would create a rift between the peace in which he had kept while coming down to the academy. A couple of students had shown up before the instructor only to come towards the young man. They’re faces looked squinted and red since the last time they met the head student got his tooth kicked out of his mouth. "What are you doing here! You piece of s**t… your not welcomed here! Why do you insist on being a shinobi when you’re going to get your a** kicked!" The lead student spoke out as the others followed with smart remarks; Such as, “yeah you’re a idiot, you don’t deserve to become a genin!” “Take your a** back up the mountains and stay there you troll!” although between all the complaining and aggravation they put the young man into he didn’t get loud of obnoxious like they wanted him to.
Instead the young man simply grabbed the leader students face with his right hand and then with one step placed his right leg behind the boy and threw his face backwards making him trip and fall onto his back. The other student looked towards him and spoke vulgar slurs to him before leaping towards him. With not a word spoken he grabbed each of the boys’ wrists and flung them in opposite directions this cause one student to face plant against the academy door as the other fell on his face. "Baka Butsu rouhi waga jikoku." He spoke for the first time within the entire morning, his voice pierced that of their ears and sent their eyes into dismay. His voice was cold…So cold that it shook those around him when he spoke.
The students looked at the young man and ran off into a corner of a fence as they waited for their instructor. As the instructor came from a distance walk way the students ran up to her and began to tell her what had happened. She sighed and told them it was their own faults for pestering the young man in the first place. She wasn’t like the others she was on his side for most of the part. She opened the door to the Academy and the three students rushed passed her to their class room. The young man looked towards the teacher and bowed before entering in respect for her leadership. She touched his shoulder to try and calm him in the sense of knowing there was someone there in which to defend him when he needed it. She almost felt like a mother without a child…and that he was there to provide for her as well.
Once in class the students settled down and the young man sat in the front row looking towards the beautiful teacher in which he was honored to know. She spoke out with a gentle small voice as the class settled down and she took down the roll call. “Is anyone absent today that we know of?” the students spoke out with a no, and she continued on with her routine for the day. “Today we will learn how to use the ration element; therefore, this will be your graduation test. So for the first three people I called please come up to the front and show us your demonstration.” She called name after name and gifted the passing students with headbands as they left the classroom.
The room was now empty as the Young man was the only one to have not demonstrated his abilities. “Ichimaru, please come and show me your ration mastery.” She spoke his name which wasn’t common in fact no one had spoken his name since he was little when he could vaguely remember his mother calling to him when he was a toddler. ”Hai-Sensei” within moments the young man known as Ichimaru completed a set of hand seals as dense sparks formed around his hands. In an attempt to show his teacher he began to wave his palms within the air as the electricity had a way of moving with his palms as they almost looked like a light show.
“That’s good enough Ichimaru come get your headband you’ve passed the Academy. Also I might add you’ll no longer have to worry about the students bothering you… you’re free to do as you wish.” He bowed once more and spoke the simple words in which she understood. ”Hai-Sensei” Finally picking up his headband he placed it around his waist and walked to the door before turning around and speaking to his Teacher one last time. ”Merushi-Sensei”
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 2:38 am
HIdden Cloud Academy -12 Years Old-
Kelvin yawned stiffly as he lifted himself lazily off the bed, He stretched as he scratched his stomach gently. His eyes slowly moved around his small one bedroom home. He was living alone a child from birth but it did not matter to him anymore he had gotten use to being alone at a much younger age. He would spend his time training to be a ninja or occupying his mind to keep the depressing truth of his loneliness at bay keeping him from entering a depression. He walked to his window already changed into his usual combat attire. He would be assigned into a new squad today upon completion of the Academy today. He rushed through his home and into the lightninh village jumping over a mid wall and soaring in the sky for a few seconds before landing softly on the dirt road his body seemed to warp as he reappeared jumping from roof to roof heading to school. Despite still being a child Kelvin was well versed in basic jutsu and combat already some claim him to be of a certain bloodline but Kelvin had always just a normal boy with a natural talent for jutsu and combat growing up. He entered the academy through the same double doors he had been using all year as he did a single bug flew by his eyes as it caught his attention he stopped and watched it fly in circles around him as if interested in something. Kelvin blinked a few times as he held his hand out for the bug to land on it took the bait setting down at the base of his middle finger and walking around his hand “Funny, I swear there is chakra coming out of you” He said to no one in particular just thinking out loud. His mind wandered off to the night he came up with his name. Kelvin had come from a book he read long ago when he was eight years old and Reyes meaning Kings came from a foreign word a travelling merchant taught him. He liked it and everyone had only been calling him kid not really knowing his actual name or history. Unfortunately Kelvin did not remember anything past eight years old he just came to be in lightning country when he woke up and decided to stay he was offered a home by the kage and entrance into their academy. A chance to become someone and Kelvin did not pass it up dedicating his time to training and improving his abilities to become a great ninja.
Kelvin was sitting on his deck pretty bored waiting on the school teacher to show up to began classes’ next to him was his best friend Jhon drawing circles with a pencil “I am so bored!” He exclaimed and Jhon replied with a half smile “Patience is a virtue best friend” Kelvin blinked and frowned “what does that even mean!” He said even louder “Ignorance is bliss” He replied with a slight chuckle “Your so weird!” he exclaimed as the class door slid open and the teacher walked in with a smile on his face he was wearing the usual combat attire his headband wrapped tightly around his forehead and Kelvin stared at it. Already feeling the warmth of the head band he would receive today “Today is the day Jhon! You ready bro!” He said in a low voice with a sly smile but Jhon’s eyes were gleaming into the teachers headband as if trying to will the headband to come to his lap. He put his hand on his friends shoulder “Patience is a virtue” He said in a mock tone before laughing. His friend laughed as well and they set there area up before class actually began after the initial greetings
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:29 am
Ichimaru, Nine years old. The young boy followed behind one of the teachers as he kept quiet, it wasn't long before they had come to a door within the hallway. He pulled himself up towards the doors window and peered into the classroom, He wasn't within the academy just yet due to being a unknown child. it was presumed that his mother couldn't rightfully care for him and thus she had abandoned him in the hands of the village. It all started one night on patrol a young woman was scouting through the thick brush of the forest as she had found a blanket that obviously didn't fit within the scenery so she went in to investigate only to find a young boy sleeping within the shadows of the trees. She kept a close eye out for anything suspicious and as the boy stirred she noticed his young eyes come into a light of fear and anxiety over where he was. He called out for his mother but no one came, the woman looked at the boy beneath her mask as she calmly dropped to the forest ground and slowly walked over to the boy. at first he was shy and hesitant but eventually she was able to pick him up and carry him toward the village with him on her back. He was stationed within an orphanage and thus this was the next day. As the teacher opened the door to a class room he peered into the rows of children before addressing the teacher who was about to teach class. "This is the young boy in which you found a couple days ago, we'd like you to keep a close eye on him and possibly see if he has any talent for the Shinobi world, I'm sure seeing as you were the one to find him, you'd be honored to take up the task of being his mentor and such." The young woman looked towards the boy and smiled. "Sure, I'd be glad to do anything to make this young boy apart of our society." And so it was, the young boy was able to sit within the class and examine the other students and how they seemed so talented. He wanted to become better than them in a way...He wanted them to look onto him as if they depended on him; however, at such a young age lust for power would corrupt and destroy such a young child. He didn't speak out as he sat and looked dully upon those around him, one student stuck out the most as he kept talking. 53 lines
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 8:06 am
-Hidden Cloud Academy-12 years old-
Kelvin smiled softly as he watched the new kid walk in he looked rather beat up almost depressing or maybe shy. He blinked a few times as he tried to read him but got nothing. He never really was good at judging someone’s character at least not at this ripe age in the future he knew he would have to hone in on his mental abilities and probably flirt with genjutsu to further improve his mental state. Kelvin waved at the kid not wanting to speak out loud and get in trouble just then he watched a bug land gently on the palm of his hand, He watched the bug curiously as it seemed to be cleaning out his wings a transparent dust falling on his palm. Kelvin barely felt it but once again he felt as if the bug was infused with chakra somehow “Interesting, I have never seen this kind of bug in the our forests or mountains” He spoke to no one in particular as the bug crawled up his sleeve and seemed to disappear from there “did you see the bug Jhon?” He looked at him and shook his head “which?, Il kill it” Kelvin frowned “Well it’s gone now should have been paying more attention” he said hitting him upside the head “I am! To our teacher! Anything else is irrelevant” Kelvin greeted his teeth “I am irrelevant ey!” He said out loud and his teacher called out to him annoyed “is there a problem Kelvin!?” Kelvin sneered as he sat back down “Not yet” He said under his breath “what was that?” The teacher asked and Kelvin gritted his teeth again “Absolutely nothing sir” He said “For now” He finished under his breath . Class continued un-interrupted and everyone was taken outside to practice on jutsu or combat. Kelvin followed the hall to the outside school grounds and he went looking for Jhon his best friend and Rival “Jhon!, I have a bone to pick with you” Jhon smirked “really! Bring it on Kelvin!” Jhon said out loud almost excitedly. Kelvin smiled and nodded “Here I come!” He rushed forward raising his right fist aiming for his best friends chest but Jhon took a hold of his arm twisted hard to the right and through Kelvin over Jhon’s self sending him sprawling into the air backwards. Kelvin caught himself landing hard on his two feet. His friend was a bit wider and buffer then Kelvin himself but he had speed to his advantage and they both knew that having sparred before they had spend time trying to find each other’s weakness . But Kelvin could suddenly see from another angle all together and he fell to his knees feeling as if he had experienced an out of body moment. His eye re averted scanning Jhon. But he could see in an almost three-sixt angle around his friend ‘what is this?’ He thought to himself trying to understand. He looked down at his hand and there was a bug ‘Another one…When did he?’ he thought as three more came out of his sleeves and his eye slightly widened “Jhon…We will continue this later!” He said as he ran off behind the school ground he looked at his hands and there were more bugs coming out of his sleeve and he could not understand why “What is this” He said as fear began to grip him but he forced himself to calm down wondering if Jhon would follow him. He did not want that so he looked around for a better hiding spot, he finally just to climb the school walls and stay near the rooftops. He loked down at his arms again and most of the bugs had disappeared into his sleeves most likely “Weird..Are they inside me?” He could not feel anything wrong with him so at least they were not killing him…Yet
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 8:35 am
The young boy noticed the disruptive older boy wave to him before he got spoken to by the teacher, he couldn’t help but think how amusing it was to see him get into trouble. It wasn’t long before class was almost over for the classroom, the teacher made note of it aloud as she mentioned free time to practice their ninja skills and to learn how to throw bladed weapons. This all seemed new to the young boy as he wasn’t even truly in the academy yet, it would take a couple more years before he would enlist within the school of ninja. Getting up from his desk the young boy walked up to the female teacher and calmly and grabbed her shirt slightly while pointing to the window. She sighed and looked down upon him with caring intentions. “Yes you may go outside and play in the fields if you wish to” with that he slowly walked to the door before peering over towards the other students, the one student that waved at him had been acting weirder and weirder. Seemed he was in some kind of scared moment, the young boy didn’t take it too much to heart as he walked out of the class room as he wanted to play within the grassy fields of Kumogakure. Quote: 98 lines, your line count was off, don't know what you keep doing but I'll just keep the line count to make it less confusing. biggrin couple more lines, just go over 100 so we get more. doesn't matter how long this takes.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:03 am
Cloud sighed as he stared up at the clouds in the last hour he found out there were bugs inside him and they kept producing by now he could feel them within his chakra stream. He sighed softly as he spent some time experimenting trying to get them to do his bidding and it worked well sort of. He go them to stay in one area or go around him in circles withing yards creating a field of vision. He had gained an incredible awareness as if he was linked to all there eyes.Kelvin jumped down landing softly on the ground and walked out into the fields he watched the new kid walking by and decided to see what brought him here "Hey, Whats your name?" He called out to him as the wind gently blew his shuffled black hair back. He had to raise an arm to shield his eyes from the wind for a second before the wind subsided " My name is Kelvin" He said with a slight smile.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:23 am
The young boy walked out into the fields of grass as he looked into the clear blue sky as he watched clouds go by. Momentarily distracted he didn't hear the older boy walk up on him. this kind of scared him as he fell to the ground. looking up he heard a question and then an answer. the young boy looked over to the older boy with dull eyes set upon him. something seemed to be familiar about this boy, as if they were linked in some kind of way. But it would be impossible he had no brothers or sisters and there for he had no relatives and yet this boys eyes seemed so familiar. the young boy shifted upward to stand at his usual high, slightly smaller than the boy in front of him. he spoke out for the first time since setting sight upon the boy. "Ichi-Uchiha..." Simply abbreviating his name would be find enough as to not reveal his full name. the boy held out a hand as if wanting to shake the older boys hand. his eyes seemed to be closed half way as he continued to stare as the boy now known as Kelvin. Ichimaru didn't really know how to talk to people much less interact with them, all he knew was his name and where he had come from.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:30 am
Kelvin blinked a few times and chuckled when he fell to the ground. He smiled and took his hand helping him up but suddenly his eyes changed as he was taken to the past to a much younger age 'Uchiha..' He thought to himself as the family crest appeared to be hanging on a wall in what he thought use to be his home. He shook his head coming back to the world with questions of his pasts. But he held it in and smiled instead "good to meet you! You have parents around here? I don't. I am a orphan been all my life they found me around here actually can't remember were exactly but nearby" he said as he walked to a nearby pond deep enough to sink his foot in "Check out what I learned in class" he said with a chuckle as he concentrated the chakra at the base of his feet and stepped onto the water. Floating above it "See the chakra is held at the base of my feet keeping me a top. Really easy to do after you learn Chakra Stability in class" He said with a smile.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 10:00 am
The young boy’s eyes seemed not to flinch within the moment of setting eyes upon the basic jutsu. He seemed a bit too content with the grass and how the open skies were. He sighed before picking himself up and looking towards the boy named Kelvin. “I’m going to go… the teacher is to show me where I’ll be staying now that I’m apart of the village… let’s hangout sometime; after all, we might end up within the same team one day. Until we meet again, this will be goodbye.” He stated while waving a hand momentarily into the air. Then began to run off towards the teacher as she awaited him.
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134 lines x6 [ Team bonus ] = 804 exp.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:23 pm
Quote: Water Country: 13/100 lines Musica yawned loudly, scaring the birds from the roof they had shared. It was a beautiful day in the Mist Village. The sky was having one if it's rare clear days, and the sea breeze blew gently through, blowing Musica's hair about. From the height of the roof he was crouching, Musica was able to see various happenings throughout the village. The hustle and bustle of the people going to work or shopping for dinner. The children running about, playing games. The dozens of boats that came and went and the goods they exported or imported. Musica sighed and looked at the paper in his hand. It read, simply: “Baily, Himitsu, Ammy.” The boy stood, turned around so his back was facing the town, and pocketed the note, planning his path. He didn't see how finding those three were in any way relevant to his situation. But there wasn't much of an issue. Musica closed his eyes, took in a deep breath, and leaned back, falling from the roof. Soon after he fell, there was a metal rail that fenced a small balcony. The boy reached out and grabbed it just long enough to push his feet against the wall below the railing. Doing so made him launch straight back and on to the top of an archway. The moment he landed on it he turned and ran to the right, then jumped down onto another rooftop. Musica continued to jump from building to building, each roof lower than the last, like a staircase. Then he jumped left, off of the building and a little past past a flagpole. As he passed the pole he reached out with his right hand, the momentum from his jump making him arc to the right, swing him into an alley. In the alley there was a pipe that connected two buildings. As he flew, Musica put a small amount of chakra into his hands and caught the pipe. The momentum made his swing in a full circle a couple of times before launching him into the street. Musica grabbed the corner of a building as he flew from the alley and, as he swung towards the wall, angled himself so he was horizontal with the wall, putting enough chakra in the soles of his feet to make sure he didn't fall. “Hey, kid!” One of the villagers, a small balding man in his thirties, yelled as the boy crouched on the wall. “Get down from there! You'll hurt yourself!” Musica ignored the man and looked around, getting a sense for where he needed to go. He looked back for a second, noticing how far away his starting point was. Not far now, he thought. “Crazy kids these days,” the man muttered as Musica ran along the wall. The boy forced more chakra into his feet just as he jumped straight back, swung from an overhanging lam post, and landed on the outskirts of one of the training grounds.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 6:58 pm
Musica landed with a 'thud,' crouching in a small cloud of dirt. He looked around and stood up slowly. The air was silent, aside from the squawks of seagulls. Around him were various forms of training dummies, ranging from simple logs in the ground to the ones will poles coming out of them. I never did know what they were called, Musica thought. Hanging from trees were multiple red and white targets with shuriken or kunai either lodged in them, or scattered on the ground below them. Musica felt the sudden urge to pick up a kunai. "If it ain't nailed down. . ." he muttered, flipping it in his hand. Musica sent energy down through his fingers and into the blade, his hand and the metal radiating a slight orange glow. He flicked his wrist, tossing the weapon into the nearest log, where it lodged with a 'thunk.' Musica immediately turned and ran up the nearest wall and crouched there, then snapped the fingers on his glowing hand. The glow around his hand disappeared as the kunai exploded, blasting off the top half of the log it was in. Musica whistled, watching metal shards and wooden splinters rain into the ground.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 8:55 pm
The clang of metal against metal could be heard from the side of the field as the form of the grand Executioner's Blade could be seen raised up to deflect the raining metal that Musica had caused. "That's not a bad technique, kid." A velvet soft voice called out from behind the large weapon, "But just how combat ready are you with a technique like that?" The voice questioned, the slight but unnoticeably muscular frame of it's owner being revealed as well as another as the blade swirled around and was placed in a secure place on his back. The one who had spoken five foot ten and skinny, his purple hair wild and chin length framing a delicate face with two piercingly bright blue eyes. The man was dressed today in the same clothes he had bought the other day; a green hoodie hanged loosely upon a gray sweater that zipped up to the chin, dark blue and raggedy jeans decorated with a simple belt chain clothed his legs as he wore simple blue and white sneakers. The other was a stocky built man with purple and black spiky hair, his form covered by a yellow wave print shirt, black slightly form fitting pants with double belts to it, one of which bore the symbol for his village and boots which came half way up his shin, covering the bottom of his pant legs with the boots material. Quote: Line Count: 545 Battle Lines: 287 Musica: 50
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 9:28 pm
Musica stayed on the wall, looking down at the two men cautiously. His mom had mentioned that his dad had enemies, and that they might come for him. So many times, in fact, that Musica contemplated running away out of sheer annoyance. "I wouldn't know," the red head answered, putting a little chakra in his feet in case he needed to escape. "I'm not allowed to use that technique at all when I spar." Musica judged by his bands that the two were from the same village as he was. But the one who spoke didn't seem to know about Musica's limits. They must have recently come into the village, he thought, eying their clothes.
"Who are you?" Musica frowned slightly, watching the fluid motion in which the sword was put away. "I don't recall seeing you around here before." He quickly ran his over both of the men, rapidly taking in every detail. "And I never forget a face." Well, they don't look like assassins. Musica's gaze travel to the, now sheathed, sword. But that doesn't mean jack s**t in this world.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 9:50 pm
"That's fine with me, as long as it all gets done." Koji said to Saikoro, now following him closely, not giving anytime to look over the crowds of people within the streets as the pair made their way off towards the academy. The fact that being held captive for such a long time had affected him in a negative manner did weigh on his mind however, as it was painfully obvious that he was going to now be well behind everyone in his graduating class, well at least the ones not killed by the twins who abandoned the village. The last time Koji had a real chance to practice his abilities he had mastered the use of both his bloodline abilities that he was aware of, being the use of his eyes to make them act like the Byakugan and also the meat tank skill, although that barely used the akimichi abilities to their full potential. "I don't doubt that I could use a good bit of training, but I do think that the academy is the wrong place for most of it, so I'll reinforce some basics while I'm here." Koji said to Saikoro before they entered the compund. While they were in trusting grounds, Koji did like to keep his abilities on a need to know basis, so he would only feel comfortable using them around his own comrades or in the presence of those he would be forced to use them upon.
Once within the academy training grounds, Koji eyed a red haired boy who he had never seen before who appeared to be training all by himself, sending charged debris up into the air, only to have it deflected by Saikoro's blade. "Damn I can't even do anything like that, and the few skills I know wear me out too much." Koji thought to himself before he realized that the pair was being talked to. "The name's Koji, and I'd have to say I've never seen you either..." Koji said coldly as he watched the boy analyze the pair upon their arrival.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 10:05 pm
Saikoro raised a brow at the boy, a disgusted look flickering onto his appearance as the boy addressed them, "You should show more respect to your seniors." The man said, walking a bit closer only to crouch down and pick at the debris that littered the ground before him. The metal fragments were still warm to the touch from the explosion and portions of the boy's chakra was still radiating from it. The idea of pulling apart the technique the kid used and learning it for his own began to cross his mind but he it was quickly thrown away as he contemplated it's practicality. For the way he fought and moved during battle, he would need to train extensively to refine the technique into something more graceful and smooth before he could effectively use it against a foe on par with himself or greater... and that was time he could spend much more wisely on training his own body and devising his own style of techniques rather then perfecting someone else's. Raising his head to look at the boy boredly, Saikoro let out a soft sigh. "But to answer your question, I'm Saikoro Daisuke, now who are you?"Quote: Line Count: 586 Battle Lines: 287 Musica: 91
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