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Every muscle in her body stiffened when the scent of blood mingled with the air. If the young man in front of her had been wounded prior to her arrival she would have known. This only meant one thing. The wound just happened and it was self inflicted. What sort of nut job was thing guy? Akane came close to saying forget it and turning around to leave but her resolve wouldn’t allow it. She stood tall, feet planted to that spot. That and her curiosities were getting the best of her. If someone was willing to inflict a wound on themselves so readily, they had to hold not only skill but some form of worth.

Her knees felt as if they would buckle when she heard his voice. She couldn’t think of a time when she would even get remotely enticed by a voice. Then again, she avoided people at all cost back where she was from and she for the most part avoided people when she traveled too. She just wasn’t much of a team player and one couldn’t blame her. Her lack of social skills and trust issues simply would allow her to trust others to the extent she needed to for a team to efficiently work. For a moment or two, she tested his name in a tone that was well below a whisper before she even bothered to answer.

“My name is Tsukino Akane.”

She had to admit that what the young man before her could provide wouldn’t be entirely what she sought out to learn but it was better than nothing and it would surely prepare her. Slender hands moved to rest on her hips as she shifted her weight and a sigh left her lips.

“I’m willing to take what I can get.”

Although he’d had a good night's sleep, Ikkoku felt that he had been rudely awakened by the hot spring staff to pack his things and leave. He checked the clock by his bed. Damn. They weren't kidding when they said "first thing in the morning". It was 8 am! He knew this wouldn't be a big deal for anybody else, but it was too early for him. This wasn't a school day, dammit! Well, at least they hadn't woken him up at the break of dawn like he had feared. As he began packing what little he had into his small bag, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what he was going to do about breakfast. It was clear that these people wanted him gone. Well, there had to be some sort of restaurant in town. After exiting the main gates of the bath house, Ikkoku suddenly realized that he hadn't seen that girl he had followed here in the first place. Oh well. It was probably better that she not see him after yesterday's embarrassment. With that incident behind him, he began to aimlessly wander the Hidden Mist Village in hope of excitement, entertainment, and maybe something to eat.

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Reaver Senimaru slowly weaves his way through the trees as he heads towards the village he had come to play around in. He had heard that there were new shinobi showing up in this place every day, and he was curious whether he could find a nice new play thing to put a couple experiments on in the mean time. Wandering slowly through the trees, a single hand with it's odd claw like weapons sliding across the bark and leaving partially vile looking scratches that seemed to melt into the trees a little as if they were some sort of odd acid. Reaver's light purple gaze slowly fell upon a male who appeared to be taking an offensive stance as if he was planning to battle the female that was before him. This was a simple thing for him to notice, it was clearly some sort of sparing ideal, which caused a short chuckle to escape Reaver's lips. "Well.. Looks like the prey is already in the area, and a nice deal away from the village too. That will make things easier to have some fun.." He says, as he continues to stroll forwards, the long flowing black cloak that he wore swaying with each step that he took, as he moved almost silently up behind and slightly to the left of the male who bore the red accents in his clothing. By side stepping suddenly to the side, he passed behind a tree and just as simply he would have vanished from all traces of his presence. Merely seconds later, the tall almost sickly looking male seemed to just rise up behind the female of the group, a single hand raising and then flicking with a single finger. The Single Finger Flick technique, would send the female shooting forwards past the male at a rapid pace, if it connected of course. The matter of whether or not it connected was not that large of a deal to him, instead he moved forwards at a rapid pace, his other hand moving from his side, bending at an angle and then shooting forwards in the form of a simple uppercut in the attempt to knock the male flying into the air in order to line up for a follow up strike.

That was simple enough, the first strike against the male had been more then just successful. Of course the opponent moving to attack and then turning invisible wasn't exactly something he had expected, more so for the opponent turning invisible. But even with the fact they had vanished, Reaver still had some decent ideas to continue the fight and keep it rolling, of course the electricity was an issue. Dipping to the side, in order to move around the lightning that was sent in his direction, reach casually cocks his head upwards as a single hand seal is struck with his left hand. Upon opening his mouth, an odd gas like substance shoots forwards towards the air where his opponent was. This gas like substance would equally begin to fill a small area around where Reaver was as well, this odd gas was known as the Sticky Gas technique. It would be used to flood the area with a gas that would connect onto the opponent with a tar like substance and with luck, make them viewable through the use of the tar in the air. Reaver chuckles as he casually opens a fold of the long black cloak he wore, causing a series of mosquito like beings to emerge, these beings were made purely out of chakra, and would hunt down foreign forms of chakra in order to not only draw chakra from the host, but blood as well just like a normal mosquito would. The most dangerous part about these mosquitoes was that with each of their bites, they would lay a specific disease onto the opponent in order to hinder them further. The particular disease that Reaver had in mind was that of the Pertussis disease, which would cause; Coughing, Mild fever, Running nose, Sore throat, Nosebleeds,and Vomiting blood to occur in the victim. Reaver grins, as the mosquitoes spiral around him, most of them heading off towards the nearest opposing chakra signitures that were both his opponent, and the female that was in the area.

Reaver's head cocks slightly to the side as he casually listens for the faint sounds of his diseases having taken effect, of course for the few moments that he stood there awaiting this to happen, he sadly didn't seem to find an accurate time to which that he could hear even a faint cough or anything else that would signal an effective connection with his mosquitoes. Slowly rolling his shoulders in a shrug, Reaver raises a single hand before his body, an odd black and green orb of disease forming in his palm as he then chuckles and squeezes his hand into a fist, the orb shifting and expanding in order to mix in with the fog like mist of the area, creating a second layer of smog to which would be a full layer of disease. This disease layer would be enough to cover most of the forest they were in, and risk a multitude of diseases into effecting the opponent if they were to breathe it in. That made things a little more interesting, to be certain. Meanwhile Reaver casually lowers his hands in order to create a second series of hand seals within the dual layering of vision impairing techniques that had taken root in the area, his lips curving into a grin as he speaks. "Well now, it seems like all you're going to do is hide from me? Pathetic." Reaver says simply, while never seeming to move from his current position, all he would do was stand and wait for his opponent to make their appearance.

The flames of Fai Ryu would cascade downwards, destroying everything in it's path, including Reaver himself. The Reaver's very body melting down to nothing where he had been standing only moments before. Although as soon as the body was completely toasted upon the ground, the true Reaver was appearing in front of Rakurai with the use of the Underground Fish Projection technique. Now that he was above the ground, and the clone he was using as a cover to draw attacks, and then using the body flicker technique and sending Reaver rapidly forwards towards his opponent. Twisting his wrists slightly, what appeared to be two eyeballs could be vaguely noticed in his fingers, as he then plunged both hands forwards and slammed his palms directly over Rakurai's eye sockets. The overall force of this attack would send the boy sprawling backwards with a nice impact force, while simultaneously using this specialty jutsu to actually seem to cause their eyesight to instantly become gone. Causing them to be blind, exactly what was done at this time wasn't all too certain, but by the time that Rakurai could recover from this attack, Reaver would have been long gone.

"Well now.. What do we have here? Another little experiment that I can play with?" Reaver says, since he had left the area rather quickly, he was easily capable of making himself appear out behind the tree that this new male, Ikkoku was standing in. The mosquitoes that were buzzing around the male, moved back to grant Reaver the required blood and chakra that he could use if it was necessary for him. His right hand shot forwards with the use of the Snake Fist Style, the claw like weapons on his fingers would be used to install an almost limitless amount of poisons into the bloodstream of the shinobi in question, should they strike and pierce the skin even a fraction of an inch. Reaver's face twists slightly as the mosquitoes that were around him and this male quickly multiplied with each connection between them and the opponent, allowing their abilities to install diseases to be used for this effect too. If even one bit the male now, the disease known as Malaria would be introduced into the young shinobi's system. This disease was known to give the effects of: Fever, Shivering, Vomiting, and Convulsions. As such, foolish Ikkoku wouldn't stand a chance much longer unless he were to find some way to treat for the diseases, or manage to move through the fast acting effects of such a disease when it hits him.