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"Sadly I fancy you're a bit late friend." Off in what would be a stump nearby a man with his legs one crossed over the other sat patiently in rest as he fanned himself garishly. Senran had been simply resting his laurels as it were here outside the area of what was once a former village grounds now made a crater. He was there for the village's ascension and truth be told he had no interest in paying a village another visit. At least not so soon nor suddenly. He wasn't welcome in the land of whirlpools and neither would he think he'd be welcome in the now flying village. Of course, if he truly had the desire to go he would have regardless. This was, after all, the tenant and core of his beliefs.

"So what brings a stranger like yourself here? Wanderlust? Seeking power? Seeking destruction? Privy to your desires? If what your looking for is the village." Senran would weave his arm back as he'd then swing it upwards an eloquent yet powerful display, the wind behind it causing the air to part. Only just barely at the end of the fierce wind did the clouds surrounding the village part for a brief second to reveal the lower end of the rocks connected to villages base before the clouds reconvened again to continue hiding it. "I'd hope you have a method of flight."

Breaking through the clouds did descend a muscle man. Seeing as Senran had no interest in wanting to save someone today he'd watch as the screams grew louder on his descent. Something simply 'told' Senran he'd likely be fine. Only an idiot would have jumped off a village at such heights fully knowing they'd be injured as a result. It was more likely he just wasn't all too ready for what he'd planned thus making him graceless by proxy.

"My m, one of those are you? I'm quite afraid you may have me confused for someone who hails from this village. Allow me to correct you in that assumption in stating that unfortunately, that is wrong." Senran continued to fan himself in a manner most accustom to someone who found his company most disinteresting. When it came to religion the people were often quite simple they were either a zealot, or worshipped out of fear of condemnation in the afterlife. The name Belamos Karna carried no weight with Senran. He had heard faint whisperings of man calling himself a god with that name but isn't that what all these insignificant mortals wanted? To grow closer to godhood? If they knew how lonely and boring it was at the top many would certainly change their mind. Senran himself knew of course for at one time he could have been considered one of such at one point in time...and now made mortal he had absolutely no desires to return no he had his epitaph already written.

With one hand the man known as Senran Kaguya began to reproduce in the sky a word. This word when translated would be truth. He manifested this floating word of chakra so casually it seemed only to be something of aesthetic nature. "I know not a man by that name. Albeit he sounds the type to sing his praises and have people sing praises of him in said village above us." The man would then produce another word in what seemed like a playful manner not unlike the last. This word came out to read 'confession'. "As for doorbells I suppose you attack the base of their village hard enough someone would answer. I've doubts they have any such systems readily available so suddenly." Like playing with a touchscreen he'd touch one of these floating words and then mix one with the other. Essentially the words created 'Truthful Confession' "Of that, I can tell you I am speaking the honest truth." Then the words would glow and then they'd flash out of existence.

"As such, I wonder if you speak the whole truth." Had he not closed his eyes or averted his attention elsewhere Kazuto would then at the sudden disappearance of these words, even his companion, had it the ability would begin to spew truths from their mouths. Embarrassing, dark, irrelevant. The one's that weighed heavier taking predominance over others. You see had he not smiled a smile he had seen a hundred times over Senran's skepticism would have been left to wander but if there was one thing that Senran disliked most, it was people being dishonest not with him but with themselves. If Kazuto did not wish to aim a smile his way, then that was something he should not have done. Thus Senran would look on and listen in intrigue had he been successful.
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Technique Name: Bunretsu Kotoba: Kokuhaku {Divining Word: Confession}
Rank: B
Type: Maruton
Element: N/a
Description: Senran's techniques aren't particularly strong but are designed to expose a person for who they really are. By invoking this word those that look upon it when it glows and vanishes or is touched by it will immediately begin confessing their innermost thoughts that they typically keep hidden in what could only be considered the equivalent of mouth diarrhea. What's exposed could be anything as simple as 'I pee the bed at night still.' 'I think my mom is hot.' to accidentally exposing military secrets or something similar. This effect is removed via Kai but it may be hard to do if one's using their hands to force their mouth shut or not dying of embarrassment.
+Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} Korabo
Technique Name: Bunretsu Kotoba: Shinjitsu {Divining Word: Truth}
Rank: B
Type: Maruton
Element: N/a
Description: Senran's techniques aren't particularly strong but are designed to expose a person for who they really are. By invoking this word those that look upon it when it glows and vanishes or is touched by it will be incapable of lying. While they are not obligated to speak the silence or the use of kai to remove the ability is often a key indicator of the individual hiding something. {Confession} is often used right after if Senran is either curious or suspicious

"Ah that's what I like to hear." Senran would say closing his eyes almost pleased hearing the insult as though her were some kind of masochist. This of course was not the case but geuineness of the mans words would cause his soul to tremble in delight. Senran would look on as the mans companion leapt a top him and freed him of the power of his words. "To say nothing at all isn't truly a lie now is it?" He'd open his eyes to see the man revealed his weapon Senran's eyes would narrow. "Oh?" He closed his fan and stood from his stump. Then spread his arms wide and reeled his head back.

"If you've the desire to attack me then do so!" He said almost in a taunt. Before bending his head back towards the man to answer his question. "What am I doing here? Do you not grow tired after many days of travel? If I were to speak the truth, my being here, a mere coincidence." He'd open his fan casting Kazuto and his companion's reflections. "I am simply a man who caters to humanities desires. Desires they are incapable of fulfilling on their own because they are either too afraid, held back by certain beliefs, or blinded by thoughts irrelevant." He'd then close the fan and point it in the mans direction. "Which is why I say to you now. If your desire is to assault me then follow through with that desire! I cannot say I share the desire but who am I to keep you from it!" He'd open the fan once more and continue to fan himself with a sharpened awareness in his eyes.

Currently, it was not one of Senran's desires to fight the man, he was as he would call it not 'pure' enough to be the one to fulfill his true desire. Yet similarly, if the white-haired raving prophetic mad man was assumed the one to fulfill desires he could very well perhaps have a way to fulfill Kazuto's desire to ascend to the village. His spiels carried with them an air of uncertainty when it came to morality. Senran's beliefs were solid in that he accentuated human nature's wants and desires. If someone per say wanted to fornicate with a woman he'd accentuate it breaking moral ground. If young boy wanted to be chief of police when he grew up he'd accentuate it. If a man wanted to save his dying grandmother or kill said dying grandmother he'd accentuate it. Senran was a man who held no blame. It was the people who conceived these desires that bore the weight of their own actions not he. This is how he lived. A force neither pure evil nor good. A man that accentuated the dichotomy of man at their best and their worst. Someone who could be just as much a threat as he could be an ally not based on what others would have him believe but what those people believed of themselves.

"Ho? Is that carnal desire in your eyes? Are retired drag queens your type then? I jest." Senran would poke fun at the man. The look in his eyes was not something he found unfamiliar but Senran's own carnal desires were very few and inbetween and they typically fancied women. Only twice has he ever indulged and this was only due to granting the indulgences of said women he'd had these run ins with after 'freeing' them from their restraints. That being said some slight dissapointment that the man here seemed to be restraining himself from his lasciviousness but Senran knew he wouldn't be able to play the same tricks twice so easily so soon.

"If your desire truly is to venture to the village in the sky, and should it outweigh any others I'm certain I can grant you the means to do so." With his free hand those glowing words would begin showing up again. The first, 'Ascension' the second 'Desire' again with his index and middle finger he'd have the two words unite into 'Desiring Ascension' from first looks of the word it would easily be read as an ability that would grant someone the ability to fly if they desired it. Assuming that's how these man's words worked. Truly, however, the combination of two words was a layering of two abilities. "If that is your desire simply state when you are ready and you'll be granted the allowance to ascend" He'd wait before releasing the word.

Tandokuhikou [ Solo Flight ] | Rank A - Split [5/5]
This technique grants the user the ability controlled flight, and may be transferred to others through physical contact with them. The flight effect from this technique lasts for ten posts, cumulatively shared between the user and those it's transferred to. Transferring flight to someone else immediately ends the effect for the person it is being transferred from.
+ Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} Korabo
Technique Name: Bunretsu Kotoba: Yokubō {Divining Word: Desire}
Rank: E {Use} - Null
Type: Maruton
Element: N/a
Description: Senran's techniques aren't particularly strong but are designed to expose a person for who they really are. By invoking this word those that look upon it when it glows and vanishes or is touched by it will be overcome with a sudden need to fulfill and satisfy their immediate desires. This technique is often combined with both {Grievances} followed by {Reverly} and applying {Desire} last to produce utterly chaotic results in someone who is incredibly emotionally damaged or incredibly self-conscious. The desires in that moment say wanting to kill ones loved ones becomes an actual desire the individual wants and then typically acts upon. This can be Kai'd and it is up to the RPC under the influence to determine the level of Kai. Successfully fulfilling ones desire breaks the effects of {Desire}

"If exposing people for whom they truly are is wicked, hmhmhm, well consider me the devil of this world." He'd say coyly chuckling with a wry but coaxing smile as he cocked his hips slightly to the right and opened the fan. An alluring, mysterious, yet also dangerous aura. He looked like a holy man, spoke in cryptic metaphors, and behaved like a trickster. "Rather brazen to inquire one's name without first introducing oneself yes?" He would say still not even knowing Kazuto and Byakko's names. Still Senran himself had nothing to hide. "Senran Kaguya, that is my name, or should I say rather that is the name I am now known by....Mmm hmm hmm. But I suppose I go by another name to some. People I've had run-ins with tend to refer to me as the Holy Demon, bringer of fortune to some and despair to others. " Senran would then with two fingers spell another word in the air, 'Divide'. Before moving it into the word. To create 'Desiring Divided Ascension' the word then re-arranged itself to again 'Desiring Ascension' as the divided part vanished. If he was to ascend to humor this mortal he'd need to make some adjustments. Moreover, he needed to settle on if he really truly did desire ascending...which after some thought he figured perhaps it would prove in good fun. After all not even Senran was immune to his own compulsions.

Still with this new insight to what he has been referred to he awaited the mans decision before him. Senran would then ensure him if he were to have desired stabbing his back he'd have already done so. "Stabbing isn't my forte, if you are stabbed it will be because someone else had the desire to, not I." Yet, these words were far from reassuring. Basically saying if someone wanted to stab the man he likely wouldn't stop them.