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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:05 pm
Shiro successfully switched out of the sphere, getting pelted with a few rain-darts before attempting to use his wind to redirect the darts around him and launch another Gale Blast at Nyl.
This isn't looking good...
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:06 pm
Nekojiri Apparently, Lord Emon, the guy we're going to go see, has a way to seal it, but needs the sword. -Reeve looks from the sheathed sword back to Neko- Must be a powerful piece of steel...
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:08 pm
She let that gale blast pass through her, too. Well, she didn't really let it--she had no choice. Nothing could touch her.
More kaze, this time in the form of razor-sharp blades, fired at Shiro, attacking him from all sides. The earth below him wrapped around his feet in an attempt to trap him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:11 pm
-=Neko unsheathed the sword, holding it out in front of him. The blade was silver-colored, but so finely polished and crafted that it seemed to be black, as if no light was hitting the body of the blade, only the edges, which were seeming to glow, reflecting the dim light off in an aura which surrounded the blade=-
Apparently. Or it has something powerful inside of it...
-=Neko waves his hand in the air, and kept it up, palm facing the sky as the needle-like hail bent around the fountain, and anyone near it=-
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:13 pm
Shiro watched as the Gale Blast passed through her.
s**t!
He looked down at his feet in surprise as the Earth enveloped his feet, holding him in place.
s**t s**t s**t!
He struggled to remove his feet, taking a large series of hits from the razor blades.
Somehow, Neko managed to touch her.......maybe I could try that!
Shiro began what could be sensed to the others as an eerily close for a genin, but still far off attempt at reproducing Neko's ability.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:17 pm
For the first time, Nyl grinned. It was a malicious grin, though. It looked out of place, for her.
"Your grasp of something as intricate as Tamashii is nonexistent."
The rain abruptly stopped and the clouds it had come from drifted away. There was the empty night sky full of stars, which seemed to brighten in intensity. A small ball of light formed near Shiro's feet, just out of his reach, and began to grow.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:21 pm
-=Neko lifted an eyebrow in surprise at Shiro's change in chakra, a small smirk working onto his facs as he took a step back, sheathing the sword and standing on the water of the fountain, putting his other hand out, forming a stronger protective barrier around the immediate area=-
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:22 pm
Shiro didn't take the comment well, and instead dropped his attempt at Tamshii to insult Nyl.
"Shut up! How am I supposed to beat you if you're already dead, you dumb broad?"
In his anger, he complelely ignored the glowing ball.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:22 pm
Nekojiri -=Neko unsheathed the sword, holding it out in front of him. The blade was silver-colored, but so finely polished and crafted that it seemed to be black, as if no light was hitting the body of the blade, only the edges, which were seeming to glow, reflecting the dim light off in an aura which surrounded the blade=- Apparently. Or it has something powerful inside of it... -=Neko waves his hand in the air, and kept it up, palm facing the sky as the needle-like hail bent around the fountain, and anyone near it=- -Reeve draws his own as well, noting the startling...lack of similarity between them. Whereas Neko's sword was black, his was normal silver, with faint golden lines tracing it like veins on a leaf-
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:25 pm
Nyl didn't flinch at the insult. Insults mean little to a ghost.
"Your task is to defeat me, not to beat me. That is impossible in your current state."
The ball of light exploded, though silently. Pieces of sharp stone, ice, and bladed kaze flew toward Shiro, who was still held immobile by the ground.
"Distraction will kill you."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:26 pm
Oh...s**t...
-=Neko knelt down, falling into the water, focusing a tremendous amount of his energy into the forcefield, his eyes wide open in shock, his lips parted as his jaw hung limply, eyes fixated on the fight=-
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:29 pm
-=As the attack passed, Neko blinked a few times at Nyl's reaction, standing on top of the water again, lessening the force of his barrier as he stepped back onto the stone with a relieved sigh=-
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:30 pm
Nekojiri Oh...s**t...-=Neko knelt down, falling into the water, focusing a tremendous amount of his energy into the forcefield, his eyes wide open in shock, his lips parted as his jaw hung limply, eyes fixated on the fight=- -Reeve places the sword in front of him as if blocking a strike that wasn't there, still getting knocked back a few paces- Arrah, that's my cue, that it is. Gn'ight, Neko. -Reeve sheathes the weapon at his hip and more or less crashes on a couch when he enters the dojo-
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:32 pm
Shiro was engulfed in anger, and thus wasn't thinking too rationally at the moment. He ended up taking the vast majority of the attack, which sliced through his body, hurting him immensely. His blood now began to flow down his body, and he began to cough up blood. He doubled over for a bit, before looking back up, an evil, bloody grin on his face.
"Is that all you've got?"
He seemed to disappear again, loving his new ability to change into wind.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:35 pm
"I don't want to kill you, you know. And you're quite capable of bleeding to death that way, too."
She held out one transparent hand, not showing the least bit of exhaustion, and closed her hand into a fist. The water particles within wind-Shiro froze.
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