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 Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 11:42 pm
7 0 7 XX ☣ 
707 tilted her head to the right side when seeing a arm shoot up in to the air. It took her a few seconds to register who it was before shifting her body to head towards the clown. He was certainly an interesting character. She had met some interesting people in her time. Some where old souls like her and others where young children who thought killing was just for them. She saw many fail and fall apart at the schemes which always amused her, and then there was her type who just went insane for a period or two at times. It was always a fun adventure meeting these types of people however this man a bit different. He seemed to have a much interesting way to his sanity. She had never scene anyone like him before in appearance or in mentality. It was strange... Normally she would stay far away from any male that wore more make up then her brother but the Joker was fascinating.
" Do you still want to come? " She asked while stopping in front of him and waited patently for his answer. She wanted to return home to her 'family' and her doctors. It was time for a check up anyways plus she was sure that there was some more things to be placed within her body. She had had to give her report on the shinobi world to them, just in case a fun take over would come. She truly hoped that one day this world would be like hers. She wanted to see the dead rise along with capable people who would grow stronger in those pleasant times. Nothing brought out the true beast of a human as when they are fighting for a life and death situation. It was always fun to watch. Seeing how it would end was always something that was fun. She often had dreams of such things, even in her old life. Seeing the world burn from a hill top. Simple things in life really.
[ Sorry for the lame post. I'm in a hurry, have to do some work. ]
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 7:13 am
 Joker looked as he saw his new friend. He was ready to leave this world. He wanted to see what was new and exotic. Smell the smells and play the play. He wanted to see a world that made less sense to him than what the world already made him to him. Maybe seeing a new world where he fit in..it would finally make him appreciate everything he was...a scientist...a doctor..a self proclaimed maniac. SO when she asked him those words do you still want to come. He already made the decision before he was born. This is where he was supposed to be.
"Yes. Maam."
Joker said as he stood up he whistled for the waitress. She came and took his tea cup and he gave her a nice tip. He figured he wouldn't be here for a while..he would give them a positive note. He looked at her as he already had his things. He had his summon scrolls and his knives. They were the only two things that he ever carried with him. Nothing else matered..clothing..personal effects.. pictures. None of that. IF he needed clothes he killed somebody for them. If he needed food he was a wealthy doctor. IF he needed supplies. He killed for them. So He was set.
"I been waiting a life time to see this place."He said rather cheerfully as he gave a big smile. As he started to walk besides her. They were a team those two. An angry psychotic clown with dried blood in his hair. A walking living nonliving Zombie. If they didn't get stairs he would wonder what exactly was wrong with the Hidden Sound Nins.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 1:10 pm
 Mayu sat slumped against a crumbling stone wall, shadow falling over her while she looked up as white puffy clouds lazily blew past far overhead. She was taking it easy. There wasn't much use for a ninja like her, not as she was. That being said, those in charge knew of her heritage, as well as a fraction of her own history. That lent her a certain freedom. For the moment, her skills were at their absolute minimum, and she was of no real use in missions. Yet the ones in charge didn't dare get rid of her, they knew that she would gain great power later on, once her form developed. All of that was well and good, save that it could get a little boring. She had had ample free time in the weeks and months since graduating the Academy. In that excessive downtime, she had worked from time to time, building up her stamina, working on her mastery of the basics. Her speed was still utterly abysmal, but the rest of her skills were on par with what was expected for someone of her level. She knew she could move faster, in short bursts. The process was rather draining, at least for now. With enough training, and if she ever moved beyond her current form, she knew she could become faster. Perhaps it was instinct, perhaps ancestral memory. She just knew that she possessed an edge, she was continually evolving. As time passed, she would grow stronger, even without moving a muscle. Though she would move, move as much as it took to hone her skills even more. Why settle for half-measures, after all? And more important than that, she would need to become stronger, much stronger. She had plans, plans that did not coincide with Hidden Sound's ruling elite's goals. Her plans were her own. She had been careful. Oh so careful. Playing dumb at the right moment, intentionally letting slip this or that, all while hiding her true goal. That goal? War. She had been created- bred seemed too courteous a term for how she was formed- primed and directed toward one purpose and one purpose only. That of giving Hidden Sound an unbeatable weapon for the wars, in which they had been in the thick of when she was first decanted. That war was long gone, deep into the annals of time. When she had first learned that fact, time had seemed to slow down. The world shrank to a small point, really just her consciousness and nothing more. The ware was done? Then what was her purpose? Did she have a purpose any more? Was she obsolete? Would she be disposed of? Was there anything of use in her? These despairing thoughts spiraled down, deeper and deeper, moving almost instantaneously. After all, she had been encased in a cocoon for decades, if not longer. The world had changed greatly while she was in a form of stasis. And while her body was in stasis, her mind was still maturing all the while. She was, physically, barely a teenager. But mentally, she was older, vastly older. Even so, to see the world itself changed, down to the finest details, it was a shock. That, combined with the war's complete absence, might have been the cause, might have made her lose control, or even lose her mind. If there was one who would know her, they might well think she was insane. But in that moment, it simply didn't matter. Guided by sheer self-preservation, she had arrived at an epiphany. She was created for war. There was no war. For her to survive, there had to be war. Therefore, she would create a war. That thought process took only seconds after she had come fully awake, short enough that nobody else was any the wiser for her sudden paradigm shift. She had come to a decision, and she knew enough about operational security to not let even a hint of that goal escape into the world. And now? Now she was well on the path to that goal. She had gained slight recognition by successfully graduating the Academy. Now she had to further that recognition, become known through her village as a strong ninja, as a capable warrior. Once that was done, then she could begin to really put her plan into action. From all of the information that had been channeled into her during her time sealed away, she knew a lot about how to foment unrest and such, all of the key ingredients to create riots or even outright warfare. That would come in handy for her true goals. But for now, she was just taking it easy, letting her plans focus and hone down to a razor-sharp edge. She would return to training soon enough, to once more throw herself into her studies, gain more power and knowledge, and from there see about extending her sphere of influence. If, by chance, she found someone unguarded and yet amenable to her cause, she would do well to attempt to recruit them. Finding such a person would be a great challenge, however. If they were so inclined to favor warfare and open unrest, they certainly wouldn't advertise such. So it became a game of detective, could she find those few miniscule clues that would point her toward potential allies? Not to mention the risk of betrayal. Being united under such a cause was almost asking to be betrayed, for the others to be just as self-serving as she herself was. In the end, this would, more likely than not, be a mission for her and her alone. That was alright. She had been alone for so long, that the solitude didn't bother her any longer. Several long moments later, she stirred from her reverie, straightening up from her slumped position. While she had been engrossed in thought, the day had progressed. From the late morning, when she had last looked at the sky, to now, several hours had passed. She could tell it was time to get moving, she had had enough of a break. Slowly getting to her feet, she methodically stretched. It might have all looked deliberated and coordinated, but in fact, she was just that slow. Nonetheless, she was skilled enough to overcome that loss. She had arranged a meeting with one of the elder Kagerou, even if, technically speaking, she was their elder. They would teach her some of the skills of her clan, as well as other handy bits of knowledge. The meeting was not for at least an hour, but she had enough experience with her lack of speed, to know that it would take about that long to arrive. So she set out, seemingly at a casual strolling pace, but in fact, doing her utmost to walk with haste. She would look forward to her next level, when she could actually move with a modicum of speed! (1164 x 2 = 2328 + 444 = 2772 out of ??? )
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 8:45 pm
 As Asuka crossed the border into the Land of Rice Paddies, it was easy to tell where the name came from. It was a relative small country but the entire land was basically one giant rice paddy. The cloud chuunin made his way to the Village Hidden in the Sound. He planned to spend some time training here. His taijutsu could use some serious work if he was to make the best of his clan’s special abilities and he had heard good things about the skills of this land. Asuka eventually reached the outskirts of the village and gazed at it for a moment from atop a nearby hill. He figured he would set up camp here for now, just out of view of the village and head in tomorrow. As the acting Raikage set down his backpack, he heard rustling in several directions that began getting closer. He would have liked to excuse the noises for animals, but it was just too convenient that they were all closing in on him from different directions at an alarmingly fast rate. Now that he was alerted by their presence, Asuka activated his Ryuugan eyes and scanning them over. They were easily much weaker than the cloud shinobi, however there were four of them. He began to chuckle a little as his test of strength came ever closer. At the sound of his laughter, the four approaching sound shinobi stopped their crawling approach and rose out of the tall grass that they were using for cover. They knew the jig was up and that an attempt at a sneak attack would just be a waste of energy since their target knew they were there. Now that everyone knew the deal, Asuka was sure this fight would be incredibly interesting. He let out a sigh as he addressed the shinobi that surrounded him. “Alright boys, what is it you want?” The cloud chuunin tilted his head back and put his hands in his pockets as he awaited an answer. The sound ninja all glanced at each other before one spoke. “Nothing personal Raikage, but we have an employer who would like possession of your rather special sword, the blade of Momochi Zabuza.” After hearing this Asuka only scratched his chin as he thought about this. He had forgotten to consider that people would start hunting him since he had a rather legendary and incredibly recognizable sword. The cloud chuunin nodded his head as he began to speak again. ‘Alright boys, I’ll make you a deal. If you can beat me, you can have it. But I’m sure that’s what you planned on doing in the first place so let’s not kid around. Well come on then, I’ve got more important things to do than play with you so let’s get this over with.” Asuka stayed in his relaxed position for the moment, unsure of which way he would need to defend first and waited for the young ninja around him to strike. They were all quick to put up fighting positions and begin walking around him. The young Sinobi’s Ryuugan eye gave him the split second head’s up he needed to get the fight off to a good start. As the enemy behind him came charging with a punch towards Asuka’s back, he simply used the body flicker technique to avoid the strike and was incredibly glad he did. He could now sense the massive amount of chakra focused in the genin’s fist. That move would have really hurt if it connected. But now that Asuka had moved himself behind the attacker, he figured it was the perfect chance to test out his new technique. As he reappeared from the body flicker, Asuka flung a fuma shuriken made of lightning chakra towards the attacking sound shinobi’s back. Normally this technique would be rather simple except that the young Sinobi also injected wind chakra into the attack, creating his signature white lightning that allowed the attack to be faster and sharper. The sound genin barely knew what hit him when a large gash tore open on his back and the wound was flooded with electricity. It was an excruciatingly painful experience for the boy as shown by his screams before he went unconscious. Asuka nodded as he was pleased with his work and turned his attention to the other three enemies left. “Your team mate is still alive boys, but he won’t be for much longer. You live in a small ninja village. Can you really afford to let a genin die over this sword? If you choose to leave now to save him then I won’t pursue you. You can say I was too skilled and escaped. We both win here.” Asuka always liked to try and resort to diplomacy first before too much damage was done if any. It was almost always useless but it didn’t mean he couldn’t try. The acting Raikage waited for their response giving no sign of intent to fight. The genin of the Village Hidden in the Sound glanced quickly at each other, obviously tempted by the offer that Asuka had given them. But they quickly abandoned the thought as their attention turned back to the young Sinobi. He realized their village must have a much tighter hold on their shinobi in terms of punishment for their failures. Asuka just gave a shrug and prepared himself to start getting serious. He didn’t have time to sit here and play around with these boys. The acting Raikage needed to be training and getting stronger so he could do well as a leader and protector of the Village Hidden in the Clouds. The sound shinobi that were attacking Asuka had all moved to be in front of him, so it was easy for the cloud chuunin to take a fighting stance with his focus in that direction. Before long the attacking shinobi in the middle charged straight at Asuka aiming for his chest with a palm strike. Much like the last attacker’s punch the strike was charged with chakra. Thinking blocking might not help much, the young Sinobi performed a substitution and disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving behind a large rock that went sent flying a substantial distance from the palm strike. Asuka simply dropped down from above and sent his leg flying down into the sound shinobi’s skull. A disturbing crack could be heard by everyone present as the genin quickly hit the ground and stopped moving completely. Even though their teammate had just dropped like a rock, the last two sound shinobi took tried to take advantage of Asuka’s focus on his last target to attack. They came in from opposite sides of the Raikage. One of them was coming in low with a shoulder tackle to Asuka’s knees while the other went high with a knee strike towards his head. He knew this would be bad knews to be hit by either attack, so he drew his specially made katana and began spinning rapidly as chakra poured from the blade to create a spinning dome of energy that stopped both attackers in their tracks. Once the taijutsu attacks coming at him were stopped and the enemy shinobi hit the ground, Asuka stopped his shining sword rotation technique and sheathed his sword. He did not wish to kill these genin since they were not trying to kill him. There was enough war at the moment and he did not wish to drag Hidden Sound into anything by killing off their genin. So for this fight, the young Sinobi would stick to taijutsu to knock them out. He knew his hand-to-hand technique needed some work anyway. As the sound ninja that went low for the shoulder charge pulled himself up to his feet, Asuka saw his opening and took it. He made a quick dash toward the boy and quickly ducked down before sending a powerful kick up into the genin’s chest that sent him flying into the air. The cloud chuunin then jumped up to meet his opponent’s ascent before doing a flip forward in the air and landing a massive kick with both legs that sent the sound shinobi rapidly crashing into the ground. The last ninja from the Village Hidden in the Sound stood in awe as his teammate crashed heavily into the ground. Asuka landed softly next to the small indent in the earth it had created and faced his final opponent. “I’m giving you one last chance to run and go get medical help for your teammates. This sword is not worth your small village losing three or four genin.” Asuka then watched as the last boy standing nearly had a mental breakdown right in front of him. The sound genin dropped to his knees and was speechless as his hands and faced twitched. He was obviously experiencing a great amount of uncertainty mixed with a good portion of fear. Asuka gave a sigh as it appeared that this sound ninja was unable to make a decision. He slowly walked up to the boy and up next to him as he stood their twitching. The young Sinobi gave a swift backhanded chop to the back of his attacker’s neck and he quickly fell to the ground and remained motionless. Asuka had been bluffing since he got here. His attacks had been swift and powerful but these boys were obviously very physically tough based on the amount of taijutsu they used, and he had made a point to miss vital spots. Asuka thought about how the next scouting party to come by would find them and they would be fine. The Raikage grabbed his backpack and made his exit from the Land of Rice Paddies. He had picked up a few good taijutsu moves from those boys in his short time here. He’d have to come back and thank them some day. words = 1650 x 2 = 3300
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:55 pm
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
And so, Siren left Satasuri, not to see him again for a very long time. Siren had flown about for what seemed like hours again, being attacked by birds of the same species as she several times. When she landed, she finally came across the Sound Village. This was where Siren was to live for the next few years.
Siren had made her way into the village. Somehow, this little girl with barely any ninja expirience ascerted herself in this village. Her goal here was to make herself known. If she could be respected here, she could get respect anywhere she thought. At first, making herself known as a shinobi wasn't necessarilly getting her anywhere. The first couple of weeks, she mainly displayed herself as fast and swift. Not knowing very many jutsu was really hurting her status. But then she decided to take a different approach. One night she headed into a local bar (More like a strip-club) and after almost getting raped she made her way back stage and figured that since this was the Sound Village, surely they would enjoy a bit of music. A few other girls went on stage before her, however, and they were immediately booed off stage. Siren winced at the crowd of hoolagin males in the audience. Slimy, Slippery, Cunniving-looking men each having their own special weapon of mass destruction. The one that concerned Siren the most was a large individual with a massive spiked-club with remaining blood-stains on it. She looked in the back and found a small white dress. Similar to the feathery one she had worn on her dance recital. She was by far the smallest in the bar, and most likely the weakest, other than cowardly bar-tender. She didn't have stage fright, but she was nervous about loosing her head. She would have to do this song A-Cappella seeing as that the band was probably hiding somewhere. As she walked on stage, the men gave her one chance to impress them, it seemed. The smoke from all of their cigarrettes clouded the air, making it hard to breathe and see. Siren didn't really realize how brave she was being... or incredibly foolish. Siren took her place center stage and only having slight difficulty with the microphone, she began to sing. As she sung, she noticed the audience calm down. The actual music that went to the song was playing her head. Suddenly the band reappeared and went along with her song the best they could, only adding on to the epic livelyhood the song had. The audience was captivated with her song and almost seemed to be caught in a strong genjutsu. When she finished, she looked over the audience as the cheered for her. She bowed, smiled and gave a quick twirl and ran off stage. She was giggling on the inside and had felt something so strong and powerful. She noticed that she had all of those men in her grasp like puddy. This single night would explode her career in recognition in the Sound Village.
As years went on, she grew and even got an agent in this ninja world. Her personality never really changed along with her scars. She merely earned more money as she grew older and wiser. However through out the years, she began to be more and more interested in her own chakra that she had forgotten so long ago. Like her body, her chakra was extremely flexible and (in a way) colorful. While on a couple of tours, she did indeed grow stronger in her ninjutsu abilities. She only knew about a handful of jutsus but she did them extremely well. Lately, however, she craved that independence she once had when she was younger after her uncle had died. Her uncle... That brought up some nostaligic memories that Siren didn't want to remember. Throughout this singing career, however, she never actually used her real name. Her celebrity name was 'S' and that had always bothered Siren since her goal was to make HERself known, not create someone else. Well Siren looked out her window and admired everything she had and everything she had done. The Sound Village seemed to have some sort of Spirit again and in a way, it prospured. Siren had become a ninja world celebrity, as hard as that is to do, she almost regretted it. This isn't what she wanted, but what would she regret more, creating something she never intended, or the idea she had in mind.
She had one last concert to play in the Sand Village before coming back to the Sound, not once did she ever perform in the Leaf. She went to sing in the Sound Village's bar where she got her start and everyone in the Village came to see her with her most breath-taking song.
Again, everyone was captivated by the music and some even reduced to tears. She was using her chakra when she sang no-a-days but not to enhance her singing, but just to train when controlling her chakra.
The small concert ended and her and her agent were immediately on the road again to the Leaf Village for another concert. Well, Siren was not about to go back to the Leaf Village. The carriage with Siren inside only made it to the Sound Village's mountain pass when suddenly, the carriage exploded, as if it had been sabotaged! Sound ninja came running only to find 3 dead bodygaurds, and 1 dead agent. Siren, or 'S's body, could not be found. The ninja sadly returned with the solemn news that their celebrity was gone. Little did they know that Siren was watching them leave from a good distance. For the next 5 years, Siren would live in this misty pass alone, stealing from and haunting those who crossed the pass. Siren had found an abandoned cabin deep with in the mist. Through out the years, she touched it up and the outside seemed very cold and damp, with ivy leaves groping all over the house, but the inside was made into a very westernize house, looking and feeling very warm and inviting, earning most of her furniture from the money she already had earned as a celebrity, and from the money she stole from travelers. 'S' was dead, and now Siren Akeboshi had become known as the "Siren in the Mist", pretending the dead ghost of 'S'.
One night (present day), after Siren's mysterious training, she took a shower in a waterfall and cleaned herself up, once she returned home she dried herself off and let her hair down and relaxed after putting a silk blue robe on. She sat down on her couch by the fireplace and relaxed and began reading a small book. The fire gave off a hot warm inviting glow from the window, making the house warm on the inside, with hot pot of ramen boiling, and like a beacon to weary travelers on the outside.
... So shake it off
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 3:37 pm
Drago had barely made it to Hidden Sound. The poison was running deep through his charka and practically killing him. He didn't have enough time to cure himself. He made it to Hidden Sound...He had some memories of being here..and that this was the safest place for him. Drago kept his hand on his chest but now it was all starting to get worse. However his eyes caught a fire that was near by... However the poisoned weary ninja could have just imagined it.. He struggled to make it to the door..his mask torn. His chest bleeding. He put his hand on the door knob and turned it slowly.
"If it's trap by the group..I am dead.."
He managed to say as he fell into the door face first. He put his hand on the ground to catch himself. He looked around the room first as he kept his hand on a kunai. He was to weak to use the tokijen..but he would make sure that he would scar anybody trying to hurt him before he died. However he didn't feel any murderous intention in the air. He still kept his hand tight on the hilt of the knife. However his nose started to smell something pleasant...food. He hadn't had anything to eat since he was attacked at the Udon Bar. However now he was pale. The ninja could barely breathe let alone eat.
"Sorry to intrude..my name is...."
Before he could finish his statement his body collapsed. He was laying on the foot of the welcoming house with the fire and the noodles.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:21 pm
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
Siren was half-asleep when suddenly the door flew open and in flopped the body of a red and green shinobi. Siren leapt out of her seat she almost fell into the fire until she looked at the body. The body was tattered and bloodied, but what if it was a trap? She snuck over to the fainted male and gasped at the sight of it. She figured it wasn't a trap when she saw the blood dripping on the floor. There wasn't much movement, only the small breathes coming from the body. She moved it's head and gasped and stepped back a bit.
"Drago..."
She spoke quietly as she recognized her old friend. She saw the kunai near his body. She hadn't seen him in years. Siren began remembering how she felt when he had abandoned her all those years ago. She picked up the kunai. This was her chance of revenge for making her feel so lonely. Drago was her friend and he just left her all alone, but if that didn't happen she wouldn't be where she was today. Siren paused.
Then, tossing the kunai, she dragged body inside and laid him by the fire. She flipped him over and saw he had been poisoned and was bleeding from the chest. The poison didn't seen very strong within him, but if he wasn't healed soon he'd bleed to death. Using the same type chakra that had used to heal her, her hands began to glow a bright electric blue and she began healing him after she took his vest off and ripped his shirt open to get a clear healing point. And yet she never took his mask off as she gracefully healed him.
Eventually she had finished healing him. Siren bandaged him up and smiled a bit as she began to hum a little tune. Siren got a few blankets and gently placed them over Drago when she felt that he was stable. She cleaned him up a bit and then Siren sat on the couch and layed down and watched him a bit. But eventually her eyes grew heavy and she fell asleep in her blue silk robe, her long, glossy, black hair fell over her face and covered it as she slept.
... So shake it off
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:12 pm
Drago felt something odd. His body was healing.. However he wasn't doing it. He let himself fully rest as he felt his body starting to mend itself with a bit of aide. Eventually the poison was drawn out and the wound was closed. He opened his eyes and he held his chest. He reached for his side and tried to pull for his tokijen. However he was unarmed now. He never felt so vurnable in his life. As he pulled the blankets from his chest.
"You..Siren.."
He said with a bit of a sad voice. He looked at her sleep and he put his hands on her head. He brushed his hands through her hair as he sighed slowly. He let his eyes start to glow and he glazed upon her for a moment. He sat down next to her as he smiled a bit behind his mask. He couldn't believe this... She saved him. After he left her... she still some how managed to save him.
He wrapped his arms around her and went back to sleep. He was tired. The poison had drained him but he was just so happy to see her. She was his angel. The only person that managed to care about him when he was on his death bed. She had grown so much since the last time he had seen her. His eyes clsoed as he layed his head upon her own. The Ninja from Hidden Magic finally found somewhere that he could call home.
"Siren.."
He said lowly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 4:46 am
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
Siren slept. She was a bit of a heavy sleeper. Siren layed next to Drago peacefully, eventually rolling over to face him. She groaned a bit as her eyes fluttered open suddenly seeing a face covered by a tattered mask. A reflex suddenly kicked in and screamed and leapt up into the air terrified!
Grabbing several pillows she began throwing them all over Drago, but her brain hadn't registered that it was Drago until she stopped throwing them realizing it was him. Siren gave sigh of relief. Drago was okay, and there wasn't a random burgler in her home.
" oops... I'm sorry... How r u feeling? Are you hungry?"
She asked placing pillows back and heading towards the kitchen. She had some Miso soup left over from dinner.
... So shake it off
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 5:05 am
Drago was still caught in his sleep. With his arms wrapped around Siren until suddenly she attacked.. The little warrior used whatever she couild get her hands on...She certainly had grown up. He looked and he was getting hit by the barrage of pillows. Was this some sort of new jutsu.. The pillow no jutsu technique..he was getting hit constantly with the pillows until she stopped and realized who he was.
"...Mrphm.."
He looked at her as he dragged his hands through his hair. He could feel his stomach growl as he looked at his cyan eyed friend. He could only marvel at the job she did at his wounds. He touched his stomach and his bandages. The pain of the poison was still in effect. But most of it had subsided. The whole through his chest was healing rapidly..He wasn't at full strength. He didn't know how long it would take to get back to full strength.. He would have to depend on her.
"You did a wonderful job..."
He said as he walked towards her. He bit his bottom of his lip as he felt like he was intruding on her.. but she asked if he wanted something to eat. He could only smile through his tattered mask. He needed to fix this mask.. now it wasn't doing its joib. It was showing who he really was. He couldn't help but look at the girl with a smile on his face.
"Food would be delectable right now...That poison really did a number on me.."
He walked next to her and he looked her over once or twice. He crossed his arms a bit and gave her a thumbs up.
"You look like you have done quite well for yourself huh? Mastered the medical Jutsu.. So I was correct.."
He said with a bit of a smirk. He hadn't felt bad for leaving her. If he had more time he would have checked in on her more often. But he got sidetracked with the multiple people trying to kill him. He saw that she grew into a wonderful person. He put his hand on her head and ran his fingers throug hher pony tail.
"So no hard feelings?"
He said behind his tattered mask.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 5:27 am
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
Siren began preparing his dinner for him and gave him some curry rice and bowl of miso soup. She saw his smile a bit and she too gave a small smile. But seeing him almost made her want to yell and scream and throw terrific tantrum. But instead she just nodded. She suddenly pulled down his mask and gave a fake smile.
" What do you think?"
Siren said plainly as she gave him a pair of chopsticks to dine on. The soup pot was empty now so Siren had to start washing it. As she did she looked back at him,
" And what exactly are you 'right' about?" she asked as she washed the pan. Siren was happy to see Drago, she just didn't know what to do...
... So shake it off
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 6:49 am
Drago watched her prepare his meal and he felt her pull down,his mask. Literally and figurtivly. He bowed to her graciously as he took the food from her. He looked at her fake smile and frowned at her.
"Oh why the fake smile darling? You pulled off my mask... Do you not think I can't see through you?"
Drago looked at her as pleasantly as possible. He couldn't imagine her staying with him. People were trying to kill him. She wasn't ready for that life. He wouldn't put her through that. He looked at her with a slight frown.
"what did you think I was going to drag you along with me? People have tried to kill me siren.. did you want to live my life..."
He said as he continued to eat. She meant so much to him he couldn't stand to see her hurt. However his leaving her helped her grow. She had to know that..
"you wanted to be a ninja... So I let you spread your wings... And they have become very beautiful wings indeed."
He said with a smile as he let his left cover her right hand.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 6:36 pm
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
Siren looked at his hand and gently slipped it out of his grip.
" It wasn't that!..."
She said as she fiddled with her fingers. Her eyes looked down at the ground. She turned to him and sat on the kitchen counter and crossed her legs, trying not to show emotions.
" I had just lost my uncle with out even being able to say goodbye. And then you left without saying goodbye ... I lost two people I loved in the same day... And you left....."
she paused and played with her hair as she crossed her legs..
" . . . But like you said... No hard feelings..." she said solemnly.
... So shake it off
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 10:34 pm
Drago looked at her and he walked towards her. He put his dish down and wrapped his arm around her. He wasn't good at things like this. He was a ninja first and a man second. But he had lost his himself a while back and she was one of his first few memories.
"You know the thing is.. I havn't had much in my life. I don't even have my basic memories.. you are one of the only things that I remember."
He said with a smile. He looked down at the ground and he sighed slowly. He did feel bad that he had left her in the time that she needed him. He could only put his hands on her chin and push her chin up so that he could see her beautiful eyes.
"I won't leave you for as long as you want me around Siren. I know that it's hard out there....But I won't leave you lonely ever again.."
He said with a sad smile. He ran his hands down her face and he wrapped his two arms around her and gave her an embracing hug.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 2:52 am
It's Hard to Dance with the Devil on your back...
Siren froze and tightened up at his first embrace. She hadn't had friendly contact like this in over 5 years! She had almost forgotten what a hug feels like. Siren wanted Drago to stay, she had forgiven him a long time ago. Siren just wanted an apology from him to prove that he still cared. She loved Drago with all her heart, he was her greatest friend.
Leaning forward in the hug she slowly kissed his forehead and gave in to his embrace.
" You can stay as long as you want..." she said in whisper. However, she didn't even think about how he would feel with how she makes a living now-a-days. She didn't think Drago was much of a villan. But Drago was her friend, so what if he knew that she stole things for a living. Plus, Drago would be able to how strong she's gotten.
Siren climbed off the counter and took Drago's hand and lead him into the guest bedroom.
" you can sleep here. The bed is a king size so I figured you would feel comfortable in it. My bed is right across the hall if you need anything. Now you can finish your dinner in here and get some rest. You need to completely heal before you go anywhere."
Siren smiled and let Drago explore the room. It was completely dark now. Her fire in the living room had finally gone out. Siren was about to let go of his hand and head to her water bed, which she stole. Siren then let her long hair down as she was about to head to bed.
" Is there anything else you need? " she asked smiling.
... So shake it off
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