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"Have fun getting everything back. I'll look forward to the day when your dreams come true as far as Turning every village into Hidden Joke." Zaman says, as he chuckles and then makes a hand seal, as black flames swirl around him, and he vanishes in the black flame body flicker. Once gone from sight, Zaman would head off towards the docks, in order to head to a decent village with jutsu that were helpful to him, fire jutsu were the most wanted. But since this village had none, it just forced him to go off and find it elsewhere. What an annoying thing to have to do, Zaman sighs as he leaps onto the boats and sits back, looking up at the sky.
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Bounding off the docks, Reaver Senimaru casts his gaze slowly around the area to which he stood, wondering exactly what he was going to do in this place, that could assist in his learning of diseases or poisons and make himself stronger. With a slight chuckle, he begins walking and looking around for something, anything, that could point him in the direction of what he might be able to use as a decent technique. Even if it was not exactly what he was looking for, if it was useful, she might consider using it instead of simply leaving the person willing to teach him there all together. With a slight chuckle, as he shifts the bag that he had slung over his left shoulder he casually walks towards Hidden Mist. Ignoring the mist that was around him, in order to continue on and see what was hidden in the mists, as far as the village was concerned. His light purple eyes scanning over the entire area, as he wondered exactly what was to happen in such a place. Upon scanning over the water, he takes in the figure of someone walking out of it's depths, as he raises a single eyebrow slightly. That was an odd thing to see, someone rising from the water as if they lived down there instead of on dry land. So interesting, that he figured he would have to go take a look. With a single syringe slipping into his free right hand, though still concealed he heads forward and stands not too far away from this figure, in order to look the male over. He seemed to be a shark, or something. That was even more interesting to him. But should he bother him? Reaver rolls his shoulders in a shrug, as he considers this aspect of being a shinobi. If it was an enemy, he would be attacked. Good thing he was prepared for such an attack, with the syringe at ready, he waits to be noticed.
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Suddenly, and only moments after the clone was created, a black clad figure would land behind the clone without a sound, or at least one that was not masked by the splash of water against land, for Reaver had timed it rather perfectly. Head tilting a little to the side as a syringe was soon slid cleanly into the base of the clone's neck. Reaver's light purple eyes scan over the area slowly, before he pulls the syringe free and the clone would poof. With the poof, and even if someone were to look over to see what had happened, Reaver would be gone once again. Now he was carefully moving along a higher edge above the stair case, keeping low to the ledge he was upon, as he moved in a rather slinking fashion on wards and around across the ground where he was. His light purple eyes, barely seen peeking over the edge once and a while, in order for him to locate the true creator of that clone. Leaving a clone unattended was never a good idea in his book. But it didn't matter much, for he had disposed of it easily. He figured, if they were cautious enough to summon a watch, even if it was in the form of a clone. He could easily find the caster, by simply waiting for them to investigate their missing clone. A small smile was moving across his lips. He wasn't an evil person, but this was possible enemy territory, so there was no reason for him to tread lightly, until he figured out if those here were enemies or not. The syringe he had used, already slipped back into his sleeve, in order to be summoned in case he needed it again. It wasn't a normal syringe but that of a battle syringe, that he had invented himself. Making it easily concealable as well as able to be used in a flash, if he needed to inject someone, or possibly draw blood. All he would really need to do is strike them with it once. That was what made the syringes in his possession, so valuable to him.
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Frowning once the male whose clone he had destroyed, didn't come to see what had happened. Reaver frowns a little and then imbeds chakra into his hands and feet. Now allowing him to use the Tree Climbing technique to move across the cliff side, and then the roof above the stairs in an even stride for a crawl. His light purple eyes watching the male that he was following as he moved across the ceiling that protected the stairs. Thanks to the mist, to which rose from the water and floated into the stair way, he was partially obscured from sight. With a low and almost muffled chuckle thanks to the mist. He soon dropped from the ceiling by releasing his chakra, spinning easily in the air he landed almost behind the shinobi without a word. Perhaps, in some near future time line. He would be some kind of assassin. Since he appeared to have the skills to be able to move in a fashion that was much closer to that of a shinobi. Then the normal movements like those of other shinobi in this generation. Rising from his half crouch that he had landed in, in order to muffle his landing, he allows a single syringe to slide from his sleeve, before he thrusts it forward, aiming to slip it into the shark shinobi's side, and as soon as it would strike, it would draw blood. Maybe not useful to him now, but in the future it will be extremely useful for upcoming techniques. With a grin, he slips his other hand, to which normally held the strap of the bag, that was hanging over his left shoulder. Once his left hand was behind his back, it drew a long hunters knife from a sheath within his clothing, just in case the knife was needed to protect against an attack. Both actions done in about the same instant. And as silent as he ever was, this was a perfect opportunity. Even if his opponent was ready for his appearance. Not many expected sudden attacks from no where. Most expected a random launch of jutsu, though Reaver had not seemed to use an actual jutsu yet. But only his chakra in order to scale the walls and ceiling.
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[At this rate, I could learn all your clan techs before you. xd ]

Looking at the broken tip of his syringe, Reaver frowns a little, and then twists off the remains of the tip and then retrieves the other half, before slipping both into his bag with the same hand that held the syringe. Now removing a new needle he twists it on and then the syringe vanishes into his sleeve once again. "Simple. I'm exploring other lands in search of things to learn. As far as jutsu, or anything else that i useful to me." He says, as he shifts in stance after all, it was better to be safer and shift his long knife to be held in both hands, the blade's shaft held in one, and his hand now resting over the other. He grins almost darkly, as he stands there in the ready. Wondering exactly what this male would do, since he had attacked so suddenly, and without warning. After all though, it was surprising that they had reacted so instantly, only by him dropping by. He had only been aiming to draw blood, but that didn't make it anything more deadly then a simple blood sample in order to throw off his opponent, and perhaps store it for future use for one of his techniques that he had pretty close to mastered of his own free will.
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"It's simple. I wanted to draw a little of your blood, in case I needed to fight you later." Reaver says, as his light purple eyes slowly move across the male's form, as he chuckles and then speaks again. "I need a small sample, it will barely even hurt to a more experienced shinobi. Perhaps you'll simply let me, and then I'll be on my way. You don't even need to worry what I will use it for, until far later in our lives, if we are to meet again." Reaver then says, as he shifts his palm over the top of his knife's hilt. Moving it a little across his body, as he held it in an almost assassin like fashion. That was really what he was training himself to become, an assassin that could kill without warning, and finish someone off before it was too much fighting involved. That was why he chose that, because thanks to his diseases and poisons he could kill without anyone thinking it was foul play that was involved. Chuckling a little to himself, he slowly makes his way to take a few steps forwards, his hand that was on the hilt, gradually shifting once again, in case he needed to use a swift strike to cut into his opponent after a leap. This was the last thing he needed to do, was start a fight. but if the fight was needed, then it would be completed at full force. As it was, he was already not liking this place that he had come to, so he might have to kill just to flee. If that was what it came to.
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"Well.. In that case, I'll have to proceed." Reaver says, as he rolls his light purple eyes a little in their sockets. As soon as he finishes talking he leaps into action, the blade held in either hands, slipping into one as he moves forward, slashing with the blade in order to slash upwards with the knife. As soon as he slashed upwards, using it as more of a distraction, he thrust his other hand forward a syringe slipping from his wrist to his hand as he aims for the male's stomach. Once again attempting to draw blood in order to get the sample that he needed in the future. With his attack, of the syringe disquised by the slash of his hunting knife. He made sure to move forward and in a slight arc, in case a counter would be made. He was moving fast, trying to make this last as short as possible in order to maximize the least amount of damage he could gain from a fight. His light purple eyes scanning over the entire field of play, as he moves about still keeping his attack aimed correctly in order to maximize performance from his fighting style. He was going to be an assassin after all, so why should he fight in any other way, then the way he was fighting right now?
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