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 Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 1:53 pm
Hidden Flame
"Well that's unfortunate..." Kiraki said as he walked off the boats and made his way through Hidden Flame. He held the Zero ring in his hands as its last communication went through. Apparently someone had returned with intent to take over the organization he helped recreate and kill him in the process.
"Considering I'm allergic to death I think I'll pass." He joked to himself as his head and face morphed to a jolly overweight man, his Mask of Suppression active to help further conceal his chakra signature. Taking the ring off his thumb, he pocketed it and kept walking. "This might come in handy later if need be...At least now I wont have to worry about the other factions out to get me. Oh well, I guess game is over for now...."
His nonchalant behavior hid his dissapointment for a moment, but it passed as he realized he could adventure more without so many needed strings. The thought of his new leader didnt bother him, in fact, he was quite indifferent to him and his motives.
His hands now in his pockets, Kiraki's jolly old face stared sweating from the heat as he whistled a lovely tune. something caught the corner of his eye; The sounds of earth quaking sparked something inside him as he took a quick detour to see what the fuss was all about.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:03 pm
 Kyoshou Kinuta...Kyoshou ran his hand through his silver hair letting a breeze brush against his face. He waited for Koujin to finish taking care of his set of angry villagers when something caught his attention. It wasn't chakra but sound. His being the village of sound, Kyoshou had an extensive ability to catch any sounds. He had used this ability more than once to listen to pencils scrape against paper during a test. Judging from the length and tap of each stroke of the pencil, Kyoshou was able to piece together his classmate's answers. This time he heard the sound of footsteps on dead leaves. He quickly jumped to the top of one of his spawned trees and shouted "Show yourself infidel!" Launching a kunai into nearby shrubs. ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:14 pm
"OI OI! watchwhere ya throwin dem things yah punk!"
The squeal of a jolly fat man rang out as he jumped from the bush. He sounded robust, loud, and slightly drunk as he rubbed his bottom, messaging a kunai wound that wasnt really there.
Taking a quick glance of what was going on, his first assumption was an extraction or an attack. Jerking his head back up to the trees where the yelling came from, Kiraki expertly acted his way through this.
He pointed a hand at Kyoshou and bellowed out with such force that if he had taken a drink of alchohol, you could have sworn you smelled the mead.
"Watch whereya chrow them spikey things!" Kiraki unintelligably rambled.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:26 pm
Kyoshou Kinuta... Kyoshou rolled his eyes as he said "Oh. Its just another drunk bum. Hmmm I wonder how drunk he really is...." Kyoshou muttered. He made a single hand sign muttering "Oiroke no Jutsu" The Sound ninja was enshrouded in a cloud of smoke as he jumped down from the tree although it wasn't Kyoshou who landed....or at least it didn't seem like him. Instead of Kyoshou, what stood in front of Kiraki was a beautiful young woman with silvery hair wearing absolutely no clothing. Her breasts bounced up and down as she delicately landed in front of him. In a sweet voice she said "Hey there cutie. As you can see, I don't have my wallet with me. Would you be kind enough to lend me yours?" As she said this, she gave the drunk man puppy dog eyes as well as twisting her dimples with her index fingers ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:31 pm
They had surrounded him, swirling like some sort of flaming pinwheel. Then they all dropped, or at least that's what it seemed like. Koujin barely even seemed to move the largest part of him visibly shifting was his chest as he let out a sigh. If time had slowed down so that the others could see they would have seen Koujin draw his katana and tanto, but bot in an underhanded style. Why would Koujin draw backhanded? Why he didn't want to kill them with move. The tanto he always carried with him drove itself into the sensitive area of the Flame Ninjas neck, he only struck with the hilt of his blade so as not to kill with the blade. Koujin spun leaving the tanto suspended midair Driving the hilt of his longer katana into the stomach of his second opponent. Another blade left in the air as Koujin's hand reached back grasping the blade itself of his tanto as it shot out in both directions, the hilt rocketing into the groin of the last man. The blade retracted, Koujin caught the katana and resheathed both blades all in a single blink of an eye, battoujutsu that was his sword style, rarely having him to move from his current position letting the attackers come to him. There were two chirps as if the crickets were out this early. "Ikirose... oh... I suppose I said that a bit late," Koujin looked down seeing he had already put the blade back. "Ey, Lardo-san.... go home... or pass out..." Koujin looked bordely at the man stumbling about.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:34 pm
Hidden Flame
The moment the naked ninja hit the ground, Kiraki laughed inside, it was just too funny to see how this chess game would unfold. He created as single handsign under his traveling cloak as he sauntered over to the girl in a drunken stupor."Well well... Disis betta."
He slung an arm around her and dropped his head in several inches from Kyoshou's own. Not breaking character for one instant he burped rather loudly in Kyoshous ear as he spoke. It didnt smell exactly like mead...but it seemed rather foul.
"Maybeh ikin chrow my own spikey ting later and see how well you chatchit?" Kiraki smiled, the smile looking rather odd with several missing teeth with a bhudda like charm to it, almost like he had been in one too many bar brawls.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:46 pm
Kyoshou Kinuta... Kyoshou gave a disgusted look as the man threw his arm over his feminine shoulders. He then furrowed his nose and eyebrows as the man released a nauseating burp in his face. Kyoshou had hoped to pilfer a few ryo from the man but just ended up smelling rancid. He pushed the man away with his index finger slipping from his grip. He then stepped back a few feet reverting to his male form. Something about his act seemed a bit phony though. Kyoshou made a string of hand signs activating the Kunai Levitation technique. The kunai that he had thrown into the bushes rose out of it as it pointed at the apparently drunken man's back. The kunai shot forward straight towards the man's blindside. Only a shinobi would be skilled enough to get out of the way. If he was a regular man, then the world would be rid of another drunk. ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 2:59 pm
Hidden Flame
The drunkard made a gargling sound in his mouth. almost as if he was trying to rinse his mouth and get ready for a kiss when Kyoshou pushed him off. Off balance, the drunkard fell over backwards as he let loose the wad of spit. It flew straight up and came back down behind the man as he fell, intercepting the kunai with pure luck. With an uncharacteristically loud TWANG! the kunai spun out of control from the wad of thick spit and flailed away harmlessly. (Needle Spit Skill)
Hitting the ground, the drunkard got up slowly. He hadent yet outwardly comprehended that Kyoshou had changed form as Kiraki sized up both ninjas. He wasnt in the mood to fight exactly both of them but it seemed like more of a reality when the other ordered him to leave.
"OIOIOIOIOI...OI......OI.....lookey here moon boy, leavethee lady n'i alone. go scamper off and read a clouder somshin." He spit again at the ground as he stumbled to his feet and threw an arm backwards, indicating the no longer there naked female.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 3:15 pm
Kyoshou Kinuta... Hidden Flame If the man was indeed a shinobi, he was very good at hiding it. Kyoshou still had his doubts. Especially since the drunk used a skill to turn his saliva into senbon clumsily knocking his kunai out of the way. He decided to try out his infinite armor. He had yet to use its special ability since he had gotten it. The powerful armor wasn't visible for it was underneath all of his clothing. Kyoshou had his specially designed as a sort of jumpsuit so that it wouldn't limit his movement as well as keeping it easy to cover up. The two green jewels located on his wrists lit up underneath his clan's signature over sized sleeves. Little by little it began sapping the man's chakra. ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 3:24 pm
"I would, but it is my responsibility to help this one, they are a Hero of sorts..." the shinobi sighed rubbing the back of his head. "That and I have a sword... several in fact... what do you have... besides your genorous size...? Lardo-san..." Koujin didn't want to be insulting, but he didn't know the mans name and even if he had told him what it was in all likelyhood he wouldn't remember it for more then a few minutes. Koujin sighed heavily at first reaching for his swords, but then deciding against it, he had honor the man probably didn't have all that much, meaning it would be dishonorable to put his blade into the man's blood. Koujin sighed flicking out a few strands of black hair.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 4:14 pm
Hidden Flame
The drunkard stumbled his way toward Koujin and burped in his face with the same intensity that he had in the fuax-girls face. Standing in front of him a foot away or so, the drunkard threw his hands up in the same intimidating manner that other really drunk people do as he shook from head to toe.
"Oooooh, thatll teach me Moon Boy. Lotsa punks outhur carry swords. I even carry my own...." He reached for his waist to pull out a katana but grabbed air, it wasnt really there at all. Something changed in the chakra pressure, He could feel it coming from Kyoshou but he couldnt quite tell what it was.
Without missing a beat, the drunkard put his fingers in his mouth as he tried to speak.
"Choo two tink of chorselves too highly. Heroes have napo-...napholin-....Nap-o-leon Compweses. BWRINGBACHDANEKKILAPHIeS!" The last chohearent sentence seemed to echo out slightly as he whistled so loud that it seemed like everyone in the area would receive a splitting head ache. (Datsuryokukan no Jutsu (Langish Technique) & Harmonics)
((Languish Technique - 1))
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 4:26 pm
Kyoshou Kinuta... Being a Sound ninja with extremely keen hearing, Kyoshou gritted his teeth hastily running through a string of hand signs. The screeching whistle would fade as Kyoshou performed the Cloak Art of Muting, waving his hand in front of the man.. "Ouch" Kyoshou grunted rubbing his head. At least now the drunk man couldn't make any more annoying sounds. "Alright Koujin. This guy's asking for it. So I ask again: Do you want to take him, or should I?" Kyoshou said in a confident manner with a hint of annoyance in his voice. His infinite armor was still sapping the inebriated man's chakra. Would the man ever begin to notice? ...of the Twilight Sonata
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 4:31 pm
This man clearly wasn't quite as he seemed, Koujin had no intention to be near the odious man stepping backwards letting the belch pass by him the large burst of air ruffling his hair slightly. As the man would begin to blabber on about something that Koujin failed to pay attention to, the world around him would go dark, the Bringer of Darkness Genjutsu? No, even a drunkard could see that Koujin hadn't bothered to preform any type of handseal, but not only that, his hearing had seemingly been shut off. All that remained to him was his sense of smell, taste and feeling. Even Kyoshou wouldn't be able to see the jutsu that Kyoshou preformed after the orb went up around Koujin and the drunkard. Koujin had preformed a jutsu two somethings hitting the ground next to Koujin, what jutsu had he preformed why had he preformed it and what exactly did it do? Those were all good questions, but for the moment Koujin simply stood there or at least it seemed like he was still standing there, could he somehow move without touching the earth itself?
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 5:49 pm
So thats where the pendant went to.... Kiraki thought as his sight and sound diminished involutarily. It was a familiar feeling and he knew what the other ninja was doing now. Blind and suck me dry....i knew i should have picked the stupid armor...
Using the small distance that Koujin back off with, the drunkard yanked a pair of small blades out and twirled in a defensive circle. Winds began to eminate from him that were powerful enough to knock to knock both ninja and whatever Koujin had just summoned far enough away from him. It seemed like the winds were vicious enough to push him and chunks of earth shrapnel as the drunkard flew up and out of the feild (Peacock Whirlwind), sending stray chunks of earth at both koujin and Kyoshou, releasing his technique and soaring down to safety with a good 50 ft of distance between the both of them. out of the range of both their ranged techniques for the time being.
As he hit the ground, he stumbled a bit as the effect of the armor sucking got to him, it was odd that he was affected worse that it should have been. Luckily his sight and sound were back as he eyed the two objects that Koujin had brought out.
"That pendant brings back memories...I wonder what those are Shukaku?" The drunkard said vaguely as he turned to the sound ninja.
"And the Kyubi. Shame you two are only alive and worthwhile until she only seems fit." He said, noticing the whisker like marks on his cheeks.He no longer sounded like a loud mouth drunkard, but his voice was uncharacteristcly soothing and mellow. There was no hint of anger, but there was a hint of pity and empathy.
How did he know these things?
((Languish - 2))
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 6:03 pm
"Neh... a same taste in things..." Koujin looked non plussed drawing a set of blades with familiar round stones marking the hilts. "Kazegaeshi" as Koujin split the man's attack he dropped his barrier of darkness and soundlessness. Koujin flicked a few errant strands of hair away with one of his blades. "I died the day I was born..." Koujin lost nothing in the words of the man, he had long since stoped believing the idea that he was a simple drunk. "I live on borrowed time, for now and forever, I only have a few goals in my life and I have bought myself just enough time. I am Gekkou Koujin, and which of the groups are you from? Ghosts... a new group of Akatsuki maybe? A lone hunter... or maybe... you are..." Koujin quieted. He had read through all of the late Fuhrer's files on the different groups so he was mildly acquainted with all of the ones that had died out right before the Alchemy Nation rose to power. Koujin stood there with his two clones, he had almost had the man trapped, but he had escaped for the moment.
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