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 Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 8:51 pm
Student~ Yukimura
Teacher~ Loo
Yukimura arrived in class at approximately three hours after the first sight of the sun light. His skin pale, and his eyes stuck out like a two giant sapphires in a sea of salt. He quitely took his seat and began to pay close attention to the lecture on chakra control his sensai was giving. He took his pen from his sack and began to tack notes on a small tablet that contained other random inforamtion that could help him function during daily life as a ninja. "The jutsu that we shall cover today will be the Substitution Art, Art of Transformation, Water Walking, And Tree Climbing. A few hours had passed. After learning the other jutsu, all that remained was the substitution jutsu. "You have been doing well, and I've seem to have not caught your name yet. And what might your name be young one," Questioned Loo Sensai."I am Yukimura Seido of the Hidden Summit," Answered Yukimura."Very well then, let us begin our lesson. We will be studying the Art of Substitution. Can you give me a description of the technique?" "Indeed, the user will substitute themself with a nearby object to prevent being struck. This move can turn the tables during a battle because it is so useful." "Good, now let us begin. Focus you chakra and disperse it evenly throughout your body, and picture a nearby object in your head. Perform the hand seals and....POOF!" Loo Sensai vanished in a cloud of smoke and left only a textbook in her place. Yukimura looked around and saw that his teacher was now behind him. "Now you try," Loo said confidently.Yukimura stood still and began to focus on the apple that lie upon Loo Sensai's desk. He performed the handseals and remaind frozen in a position of attention. Loo waited for at most two minutes and the touched him to see if he was okay, and as her hand approached his shoulder, he vanished and left the apple where he stood. Loo's eyes widened with shock as to how fast this student learned the technique on his first try. She smiled and said,"Good now lets try again."Yukimura hopped onto his feet and said,"Of course." Yukimura performs the hand seals once more and smirks at his Instructor. Loo Sensai takes this as somewhat of a challenge. She withdraws three small marbles from her back left pocket and ask,"Ready?" She draws her hand high with the marble grasped, then gets into the motion of flicking it."Here goes!"Loo flings the marble at her student and as soon as she does he vanishes and she sees a marble headed for her! Yukimura had used the substitution jutsu on Loo Sensai. POP! The marble struck Loo directly in the middle of her forehead; she rubbed her head and then looked around for the boy. Yukimura was standing there with his hands down by his side and proclaimed," Hmph, better than I thought myself. You actually caught me by suprise and because you were the thing I was focused on at the time, I used you as the substitute. Once more?"Yukimura smiled and squinted his eyes."Alright, last time. You pretty much got it,"said Loo.This time Yukimura stood there and made the "come on" gesture with his hands and smiled. Loo Sensai took the as an insult and grew infurriated. She hurled the remaining marbles in her palm for the pale haired boy, but this time he substituted himself for a marble itself."Incredible," Loo thought, "How could someone learn techniques at such a rapid pace?"Yukimura stood next to her at this point with a bored expression on his face."May we move on now," he questioned,"I am getting bored of this.""Actually, you are all done her Seido Yukimura. So, move on." Loo answered.Yukimura laughed and walked out of the class room with no hesitation."You will die a horrid death, from one of your own students. And that student shall be me!" Loo's face froze, she had never heard a threat like that in her life come from one of her own students. She remained in that spot and the class bell rang. She even stayed as all the students ran past. "He will be trouble," She said to herself. Words- 728 (Turn in to Graduate)
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 9:16 pm
 Honehime quirked an eyebrow when she saw Saka declare their destination, the East, by pointing to it. Thinking back to which direction the sun had risen that morning, she was able to verify that yes, that direction was the East. Maybe Saka was a quicker wit than her sleep appearance seemed to signify? Maybe that was just a clever disguise to make potential enemies underestimate her? Clever, very clever. She moved forward, stepping out of the Academy proper, moving out onto the grounds surrounding the school. It was still pretty early, the sun hadn't reached it's zenith yet. If they left immediately, they could cover a good piece of their journey before nightfall. But that made her remember something, did any of them have enough supplies for an extended journey? She had a few supplies, but with three people they'd not last very long at all. (1469 words + 146 words = 1615 words)  Nodding curtly once more, Lieselotte followed the other two out through the Academy's doors. Blinking several times as a ray of sunlight hit her squarely in the eyes, she turned at a slight angle to her original heading. Waiting for the other two to also step out of the building, she adjusted her grip on her suitcase, feeling it's comforting weight against her side. She had a vague idea of their immediate surroundings, she had done some research before taking this job, but she hadn't payed much attention to the area farther away than five miles, not thinking she'd be leaving the Academy for any purpose rather than completing her mission and heading to her rendezvous. (2377 words + 116 words = 2493 words)
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 11:32 pm
Sakazuki paused then as she removed her gourd, listening to the heavy thud as it's base rested against the concrete followed by the sloshing of liquid within the container as the Circe took a deep breath, stretching slightly as if to prepare herself for some manner of marathon or exercise. Hearing a slight crack as she felt some of her bones shift into place, she slipped her arms into the strap attached to the gourd as she pulled it onto her back once again, and with that, rather than waiting for any sound of confirmation from her allies, the Witch started forward in her own march as she hummed some unknown, wordless tune as she started East.
A three days' march, in her mind, didn't seem too bad. The witch had water - of course, when one was going to make potions on the fly, water was always a much needed attribute, thus, for now the girl had kept water on hand, utilizing a mix of pure physical strength and some magical assistance to keep the gourd from weighing her down. As far as food went however, they'd have to go along with 'living off of the land'... Unless of course one of her allies had brought some food along.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 9:09 pm
Honehime hastened her pace to keep up with Saka as she left the Academy. Watching as the other girl adjusted the heavy gourd on her back, she heard the thud as it hit the ground, as well as the slosh of liquid within it's interior. Likely water, but not necessarily. She herself had just a small canteen, if drunk from sparingly, it'd last her anywhere from two to four days. Not enough time to go to the bog and back. Not to mention food, either. She had some seeds, nuts and berries, but they wouldn't last the three of them very long, they'd have to catch their food, or harvest it from nature's bounty. She'd done so in the past, from time to time. So she knew it was possible. Hopefully the other two would as well. (1615 words + 137 words = 1752 words) Lieselotte slowly ran through the numbers in her head, factoring in the number of their group, along with the supposed supplies they would have. If the journey was three days, how much food and water they would need. It would take some work, the time it would take to capture food, if they chose to have meat, would slow their journey down by a noticeable amount. Many people didn't seem to realize that a large portion of time spent surviving in the wild was spent searching for food. If there was spare time, it was spent securing food for later, as one could never tell when the natural food stores around them might dry up at any time. Living in a land as arid and barren as Hidden Sand, she knew that well. If the other two didn't, they'd be in for a harsh surprise. (2493 words + 145 words = 2638 words)
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:16 pm
As the Witch began her march, she soon realized that all had fallen rather quiet. Looking over her shoulder briefly, she raised a brow. This lot... Was rather quiet now. Not that Sakazuki really cared much, in fact, she was more used to traveling in silence rather than with a noisy crowd, but seeing that she was now in the company of new comrades, she'd might as well take up the role as hostess, ne?
"So..." She started, evidently trying to think up a comment that would both provide some amusement for herself as well as get some output from the girls. "Lie-chan," she stated quickly, her gaze moving over her shoulder towards the Sunanin. "What manner of business do you have waiting for you in Sunagakure no Sato anyway?" She asked curiously as her brow raised slightly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 8:52 pm
Honey slowed slightly when she heard Saka speak, asking Lieselotte a question. She turned a little more to look at the third member of their group carefully. She'd tried to get a feel for the girl, but she seemed hidden, like their was a shield up protecting her from divining the girl's intentions. Something like that was very interesting, it usually meant that either the person was very strong, or had very unique gifts. And usually, if one was true, so was the other. She was very curious to see what the girl would say, she just hadn't been able to work herself up to asking, so she was thankful to Saka that she had done it. She waited, slowly moving forward, waiting to see what Lieselotte would say. (1752 words + 129 words = 1881 words) Lieselotte blinked in surprise hearing the girl ask her so matter of factly what her business in Hidden Sand was. It was so out of character for a future kunoichi, to ask something so blatantly like that. In a way, it was actually rather refreshing. She remained quiet for a long moment, gathering her thoughts, waiting until she finally made the decision. So far, even though she'd only been with the two a short time, she'd had no reason to doubt either of their intentions. She'd spent enough time in undercover missions that she could usually spot someone faking being friendly without much trouble. But there was nothing like that from either girl. So either they were pros as skilled as herself in that particular field, or they were actually that straightforward. She was betting on the latter. "Very well, I suppose it would be rather rude to zink of dragging ze both of you off on a long journey without a reason or explanation. My mission is to investigate zis academy, learn what I can, find ze weaknesses of ze instructors, and zen report my findings to ze one who is paying me. If either of you would prefer to not be a part of zat, I understand." (2638 words + 210 words = 2848 words)
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 10:18 pm
"Iz zat so?" Sakazuki replied softly then, playfully mocking the puppeteer's accent before she managed a slight smile. "I really don't care either way... That place wasn't exactly my home, therefore, I care little for it," she added shortly before emphasizing her words with a brief nod of her head. While overtime, she had nearly a dozen different lairs and residents, for now, she had finally settled at the Hidden Twilight village, and until something came around to change that, the Shinobi Village would remain as her home.
"So I suppose, for the sake of amusement, I shall take part in your little recon adventure..."
She then paused for several moments.
"So long as we get my nightshade."
Evidently, the girl was near the verge of obsession for the plant as she let out a faint chuckle. "As I have an order that I must fulfill for a customer before the end of the month... And love potions brew best beneath a full moon, so this three-day-journey thing is a bargain in my eyes."
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 8:56 pm
Honehime started walking again once everyone had agreed on their destination. The closer they got to the bog, the stronger the strange feelings she was getting increased. It wasn't a full premonition, it was something a little different, a strange tingle in her bones that told her something unusual would happen once they reached the bog. But whether it was good or bad, she didn't know. She did know, however, that there was, or at least had been, nightshade there. She could remember it clearly now, having spent more time recalling it. Whether it would still be there now, or if something might have happened to it, she couldn't say. But nightshade wasn't picked all that often, and all the animals in the wild knew not to eat it, so it really should still be there. (1881 words + 136 words = 2017 words) Lieselotte narrowed her eyes in a slight glare at the other girl, but resisted the temptation to escalate the situation. If she wanted to try to recruit them as potential allies, she'd need to get used to their characters, even if they did poke a little fun at the way she talked. She sighed and detached herself from her irritation, calming herself as she slowly counted to three. Right now, they should prepare themselves for their trip rather than stand around chatting. She doubted they'd be able to grab anything from the Academy's kitchens, so that left anything they could manage in the wild. That would take time. Time which they were currently wasting by chatting. Hastening her pace, she moved forward, taking a closer look around for any signs of edible berries or animal tracks. "Love potions? Do zey really work, such an étrange idea?" (2848 words + 146 words = 2994 words)
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 9:26 pm
Moving along the trail, Sakazuki began a simple tune in her mind as she moved in rhythm, her walking now becoming a slow skip as she moved along only several feet ahead of the other two girls. As the question arose however, she looked over her shoulder, a grin appearing on her face. "If you mean 'working' by creating true love, then no. There are various types of love potions, each with it's own intensity and uses. For example, there's some that simply put's the drinker into a state of lust... Sort of like an animal in heat, ya know? Usually they'll just do it with the first being they see then and there. But there are those who want something 'more' than 'just sex'. That's when we break out the potion that serves just as a little charm so that they'll find a person attractive and all that jazz. Different people ask for so many things to fulfill their romantic fantasies."
She turned to face Lieselotte as she now walked backwards before raising her hands.
"I could give you a whole list of the stuff I've been asked for over the years:
'Make my boobs larger!'
'How do I increase my stamina?'
'How can I make her see me for who I truly am?'
'Is there a spell that can make that mole on her face go away?'
'Make it bigger!'"
Going through the list, she raised a finger as she briefly reenacted each request on a verbal level before she eventually let out a sigh. "But hey, it's how I make a living now."
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 10:34 pm
Honehime listened to Saka suddenly grow more lively and talkative as she explained more about love potions. It was pretty obvious that the young Witch enjoyed her work as a crafter of potions. She could respect that, most of the time she enjoyed her own gift, too. Even if she saw things she'd rather not see, in the end it was generally for the best. And if she could help people, that made it all the better. Upon hearing Saka's comments about some of the other types of requests she'd been given, Honehime couldn't help but look down at her own chest. She wasn't very large at all, but she'd never thought of finding a way to get bigger. Having large breasts wouldn't make her foresight any better or worse than before, so she had always relegated it to the realm of the superficial, and generally unimportant. (2017 words + 147 words = 2164 words) Lieselotte had turned to face Saka more fully as the other girl explained more about her role as a potion maker. Overall it was interesting, although if the sort of requests she enumerated were the norm, it seemed people were even more superficial than she would have thought. She slowed down somewhat, her mind locked onto a possible idea. Even though she'd released her irritation at the other girl mimicking her accent, she still would like revenge. Nothing drastic, just a mild chastisement would do. And what the Circe had said had given her an idea to do just that. She slowed slightly, until she was walking a few steps behind Saka. Estimating the size of her gourd, she moved forward, her arms reached out. Rushing into her attack, she wrapped her arms around the other girl, her hands going to grab onto the other girl's chest. Out of the three of them, Saka likely had the biggest bust. She also wore clothes that showed them off more easily than either of the others. "It looks like you used zat boob-increasing potion on yourself, non?" (2994 words + 186 words = 3180 words)
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 11:19 pm
Sakazuki brought a hand to her mouth as a rather amused expression appeared as she gazed at Honehime. Had she made the girl more selfconcious? But then again... In her teen years, good looks were often very important, ne? Especially in becoming a kunoichi. While she saw dozens of flat chested female ninjas, it evidently helped on a seductive level to have large knockers. Yet, in the whole time that she had been considering these thoughts and laughing at the Kaguya, she didn't even take notice as the Akasun slowed, though her head did jerk to attention as the white- haired girl lunged forward, but by then, it was already too late.
Pale hands soon held her fair breasts as she let out a faint, wordless gasp. As her dull gaze soon found Lieselette in her sights, the puppeteer's question going through her mind, a simple little grin spread across the Circe's face. "Non. Forgive moi, little girlie, but zis chest is all natural~!" She chimed, evidently mocking her comrade's voice once more as then seemed to turn, wriggling slightly in Lieselotte's grasp as a gloved palm soon pressed to the puppeteer's chest, giving an experimental rub here and then a poke with the tip of her finger there. Withdrawing her hand, the amused smirk on her face had become a curved, smug line.
"Perhaps vhen I make zat potion, I should whip somezing up for you as vell?"
Even if she wasn't quite following the French accent anymore, she still seemed to be enjoying herself as her gaze turned over towards their bone friend. "...For both of you," she added shortly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 8:45 pm
Honey almost reached a hand up to her chest to see if she really was as undeveloped as she thought when she heard a gasp. Looking over, she saw Saka and Liese fondling each other. An uncharacteristic blush spreading over her face, she only watched for a long moment, caught flat-footed at the sheer unlikeliness of the scene before her. Finally, she found her voice, and stammered out a question. "If the two of you want, I c-can just give you some privacy for a while?" She turned away and walked a few steps off, not wanting to intrude on the other two's moment. Although why they'd just randomly do something like that was beyond her. The actual scene wasn't all that shocking, it was just the surprise involved. She'd read about things like two girls making out before, she'd even studied some of the records of the ancient sapphic vision orgies in a far off land, at an oracle in a place called Delphi. But this was the first time she'd seen two girls go at it in person. (2164 words + 180 words = 2344 words) Lieselotte flushed faintly pink when Saka turned around and counterattacked with a fondle of her own. Her embarrassment turned into irritation when Saka poorly mimicked her accent once more, enough that she knew she had to do something to make the girl pay. And that something would be very intense, it'd make Saka regret her actions, oh yes indeed. When she'd launched forward to attack Saka in the beginning, she'd set her suitcase down. Reaching back with a foot, she tapped it, and it slowly swung open. A rattling clatter arose from it as her puppet emerged. Or at least as much of a puppet as it was. It had a rich, wooden surface with straight, long fuchsia hair in place on it's head. It's eyes glowed a faint but unmistakable yellow, and it's joints were a typical ball and socket style. It had a chest likely about equal to Saka's, in scale at least. Also, it had no legs, it looked like it had never been finished, the ball and socket joint was even bare. The puppet clattered forward, intent upon the order it had received from Lieselotte. To grab Saka by the wrists so Lieselotte could attack with a most devastating technique. Tickling. (3180 words + 205 words = 3385 words) 
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 10:07 pm
As her sights moved from Liese to Honey, Sakazuki smiled and shook her head. "No, no, it's quite alright... This should be over qui-...?" The Circe trailed off as she heard the clicking of the suitcase seemingly opening itself followed by a series of clicking noises as the puppet rose to life. Silently, she stared at the marionette curiously. Several moments later, she crouched down slightly, extending her hand to touch it, not unlike how a curious cat pawed at a praying mantis or some other large insect. This proved to be a mistake however as an instant later, she felt wooden fingers wrap around her wrists, restraining them as the Witch let out a single surprised gasp as she gave Lieselotte a mix between a glare, a confused expression and ultimately, that same, amused yet curious look.
((8O Dessu was unsure if the tickles began yet.))
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Posted: Thu Dec 25, 2008 4:13 pm
The clouds had broken in the sky, allowing rays of light to pierce the thin shield they provided and pour light and warmth onto the world. It brought color back to what seemed like a bleak and desolate area. It specifically shone on one particular tree with many cuts in it. They were going in an ascending order. Following them downwards, at the tree trunk, came the sight of the kunai that had caused the damage. It was in the hands of Alcaeus, who was sleeping soundly while being supported by his new teacher, Noshima. As he slept Noshima sharpened one of her many shuriken. It had gotten dull from all of its use in the past few hours. She'd been throwing many of her weapons, and a few pieces of furniture, at her new student, Alcaeus. Really, it wasn't that the kid was bad or anything, but she did it to all of her students until after they learned the basics, which coincidentally ended right where this new one just finished: tree climbing. The next training step would bring him into the big leagues: water walking. Noshima smiled as she thought of how horrible this next step would be for the kid since he had so much trouble with just tree climbing, which only involved balancing his chakra. This time, he'd have to not only balance his chakra, but be able to maintain a steady flow of it with enough power. If not it'll be "sleeping with the fishes" for him.
Alcaeus' nose twitched as a small leaf hit him on the nose. He tried blowing it off, but that didn't work. Then, he tried wriggling his nose, but that failed as well. Just as he put his hand up to flick it off, a well placed shuriken whizzed by and pinned the leaf into a nearby tree. Alcaeus' eyes were wide op-en now and he looked up to his left to see who had thrown the shuriken. He cowered into a little ball as he realized it was Noshima, the Devil-woman. Noshima grinned impishly and held up four more shuriken in one hand, whispering, "Good morning, brat. Hehehe..."
Alcaeus took what little chance he had and leaped to his feet, ran up the tree behind him, and tried to jump from branch to branch to get away. Unfortunately, four shuriken were launched perfectly at him, which pinned him to a tree, helpless. Noshima slowly strolled, almost skipped, over to Alcaeus and gently removed the shuriken, smiling at him and saying, "Now, are we going to try that again?"
Alcaeus shook his head, a dumbfounded look on his face. She still had the accuracy of Noshima, but this woman was being nice. What the hell happened when he was out cold? He stood up and stayed still, as if a lion was circling him. Noshima waved a dismissing gesture at him and pointed at a lake right next to them, saying only, "Walk on the water." And as she said this, she herself strolled over to the water and took a few stepped out before jogging to the center of the lake and yelling back, "Take what you learned from tree climbing, balance, and mix it with a steady and powerful flow of chakra from your feet!"
Alcaeus nodded and thought the situation over for a few seconds, analyzing what he would do. He started focusing chakra, slowly at first, and walked towards the edge of the water. As he took his first step onto the water's surface, Alcaeus started pushing chakra in a faster pace until he felt his foot become planted firmly on the surface. Then, very carefully, Alcaeus brought his other foot up onto the surface and repeated the process with slow, then fast chakra. He didn't feel it to be too tough, so Alcaeus decided to take a few more steps, before slipping straight through and sending water right over his head. Noshima sighed as she watched him drag himself back to land. She knew that the first few steps were hard though, so she dismissed it as natural for all students. She did think about it though and realized that the first steps weren't his problem, it's the continuous walking and having to quickly change the chakra in his feet that made it difficult. If that's true, then he's thinking, observing, and understanding at a much higher level than most genin, possibly some chuunin. She chuckled a little as he tried once more to walk on the water. He was definitely an interesting one. If he wanted, after this, she could push him further than anything he's ever done before. Maybe she could break that limiter on his mind that kept him at such a small level...no. She wouldn't be able to do that. It'd be up to a jounin leading his squad to do that. She was just here to push them along.
Alcaeus laid on his back, breathing heavily, and soaking wet. He figured that this would be tough, but this was far beyond everything he thought. He'd figured out the initial steps, but the skill to do so at a faster pace was beginning to feel impossible. Alcaeus smirked and slowly stood up to focus his chakra again. This time, something just felt right. He wanted to move on so badly, he wanted to become as good as any other shinobi. No, he wanted to become the best. He was going to become the fastest shinobi out there. His speed would win over even the best opponents. Alcaeus took his first step onto the water and closed his eyes. His speed wouldn't be enough though. His jutsu would have to be the best as well, leaving all others in its wake. He also had to have the mind of a great tactician. Alcaeus firmly, confidently, placed his other foot down on the water. In that moment, something inside of him opened up, showing him his new limit. Alcaeus opened his eyes and brought his feet together, watching Noshima. Noshima had taken notice of his quick learning and crossed her arms, a sword in her hand. She whispered, "Come," but it seemed to echo around the two as Alcaeus unsheathed his two trench knives from his leg sheaths and held them out in front of him in a short fighting stance.
Noshima moved first, moving with a blinding speed across the water. Next came Alcaeus, who seemed to disappear form view, something Noshima took notice to. He was just as fast, if not faster, than her. This shouldn't be true, but Noshima knew she wasn't just over calculating his abilities. Their weapons clashed several times in a quick succession. Noshima did notice however, that Alcaeus would need to work on his weapon skills. They both turned and dashed at each other a second time. This time was different, as Alcaeus began using shorter strides in his running. Out of nowhere, like a ghost, Alcaeus seemed to disappear right through Noshima's sword swing, and herself as well! Alcaeus turned and smirked, whispering, "Shippuurei-Sochi (Hurricane Ghost Step)". In a flash, his knife was going through the air and seemed to pierce through Noshima, but she disappeared in a puff of smoke and a log was found in her place. Just as Alcaeus landed, Noshima appeared behind him with her sword to his neck, smiling and saying, "Game over." Alcaeus chuckled and Noshima looked confused, asking, "What?"
Alcaeus looked up at her face and smirked, bringing his blunt knife edge back into her thigh. Noshima was being careless today. She cried in pain and brought her sword away from Alcaeus. Alcaeus then turned and began to flash kick her in the face. Unfortunately, Noshima was only faking the pain and caught his foot, letting him dangle from her grasp. She placed the sword next to his head and grinned evilly, asking, "Checkmate?" Alcaeus sighed and nodded as she released her grip.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 11:39 am
And so, the reign of the Blood God, Serkan began with such a minimal place as the Shinobi Academy. He had no plans to leave such a place in ruin, but he wanted to test his abilities instead as a God. Chuckling darkly to himself, Serkan crossed his arms across his bare chest and began walking into the area of the forests, his crimson gaze slowly being cast to the area as he growls deeply to himself. "What a dull and worthless place, this is not even worth a slight bit of my time, I might as well drop the entire place to the ground now and save myself the trouble..." He says to himself, as he raises a hand and pushes the long red hair from the side of his head, he saw no point to staying here for long, he would simply gather the techniques he needed, and then continue on his way from there with really no other place to go other then this, he would not need a second opinion towards what he was doing here. Killing would be the only option after all, no mercy should be expected from a God of Blood. Shaking his head slowly, Serkan rose his gaze to stare at the trees above him, such weak things, normal fire could easily burn their very existence to dust and ash. Leaving only that, unlike blood. Enough blood could act as water and put out the fire. What a joyous thing that would be, seeing all elements fall to the power of crimson liquids. A short yet wicked laugh escaped his lips as he lowered his gaze onto the area before him, having no time to really waste in such a place, for he was needed back in his own village. Serkan took off into a run, heading towards the closest group of shinobis that were training near by. Though he did not mind them, instead he walked right on by, ignoring their very presence, since the true target was the Academy itself. He smirks darkly as he walks into the Academy. His cold gaze slowly being cast about the area. “All will die...” He mutters to himself, before racing off into the Academy itself. Upon entering, he leaps over a small wall and drops to the ground as he looks around. “You are all so weak... I will kill every one of you with my bare hands.” He says, dashing forward with his weighted down speed. The first academy student turns around in surprise, as the fingers of this mysterious man slip into the flesh of the ninja. Blood coated fingers slicing easily into the child’s flesh as he then removes his hand. Though not the forbidden technique, this was just as deadly. The Blood Shinobi then ducks to the side, planting on hand on the ground and twisting on that hand, to kick the now half dead ninja out of the way. Rising to his feet again, the Uchiha smirks, as he begins walking again. Perhaps he should gain a blade? That would be helpful, but not that useful for stealth purposes. A shinobi drops from a tree above him, trying to land a kick at his head. This mysterious God smirks and ducks to the side, dodging the attack, as the shinobi gasps and begins saying swift apologies. Serkan smirks and cracks his knuckles, before leaping forward and thrusting his extended fingers into the chest of the female. He says, with an almost kind smile crossing his sadistic face. Pulling his hand free, he turns and begins walking away, keeping a close eye on everything that was around him at this time, so as to know who the next to die would be. This was a sad thing, not many shinobi were out at this time, what a drag. As the teacher of the slain students, drops behind Serkan without a word. Serkan’s head tilts to the side ”Who are you, shinobi” The teacher asks, shifting a kunai in their hand. He says, with a twisted grin, as he spins around, kicking up and knocking the kunai from the man’s hand. Though the teacher flickered backwards before they could be attacked. “Running now I see...” Serkan says, as he moves forward swiftly, ducking to the side as a kunai was thrown. He had picked up the one that had fallen to the ground, and proceeded to charge forward. When he was close enough to throw the kunai and hit the teacher in the side. The teacher crashes to the ground, holding his side. Serkan smirks and drops down from where he had lept, to land beside the teacher. “You should have planned better... This attack of yours was useless to everyone...” He chuckles darkly, turning and running off, further through the woods around the academy. Listening to his surroundings, he could hear a group training in the distance. He continues running, leaping over a fallen log and landing amidst the training session. “Who wants to play a game?” He calls out looking from one ninja, to the next. Upon noticing one of them with a sword, he grins and lunges forward, breaking the wrist of the boy with the blade, then tearing the weapon away and thrusting it through the boy’s chest. “Come on! Just a little game, winner takes all. The stakes are only death, it’s nothing too specific.” He calls out, as he pulls the weapon free and turns to face the teacher, and the other two Academy ninja. Twirling the sword in his hand, to hold it in reverse, he then charges forward, ducking low and slashing upwards, cutting into the closest ninja without a second thought. This was all too easy for him. Smirking darkly to himself, he ducks to the side, slashing with the blade, but instead of connecting, he plunged the weapon into the final shinobi, leaving the last, and strongest looking of the group, standing there awestruck. Smirking, Serkan pulls the sword from of the child it was stuck in, and then twirls and throws it at the final shinobi. This one was actually a teacher of sorts. Instead of becoming impaled, the teacher flickers to the side, showing a speed superior to Serkan’s. Serkan frowns and leaps forward, raising his right leg, and then kicking down at the man, though the man simply raised his hands, blocking the kick, then wrapping his arms around Serkan’s leg, twirling around, he throws Serkan away, and into a tree. Serkan slowly rises to his feet, looking at the shinobi he was fighting with a single eye showing, beneath the shadows cast by his long black hair. “You’re dead...” He says, as he moves swiftly forward, plunging his claw like hands into either breast of the shinobi’s chest, then push out out, to tear the skin from the man’s chest. Pulling backwards, he then kicks the shinobi backwards and away from him. Smirking as the man simply crashes into the tree behind him, then falls limp at it’s base. The Blood God, Serkan smirks to himself, tilting his head down, so his long red hair fell past his head, he then proceeds to tie his hair back behind his head tightly with a piece of thick bloodstained cloth. After tying his hair, he begins to slowly walk, through the forest. He heads for the Academy Building itself. When he had finally reached the Academy’s main doors. A sly smile slowly forms across his face. This was all too perfect. Nothing could actually go wrong now that he was here. First thing’s first. He would need to get himself a taste of some blood again. After all, this was a perfect time for that, wasn’t it? Weak ninja all lined up in one area, as if waiting for him to kill them. He chuckles and walks through the doors. His crimson eyes, scan over the long hall ahead of him as he walks forward. Maybe he should learn a little after all? He smirks, heading towards one, his smirk remaining on his face as he leaps forward and thrusts his fist into, and through the door, causing it to splinter and break from his touch. “Hello.. Anyone home?” He calls, as he looks over the minimal amount of students that were in the room. He sighs slowly, before centering his gaze on the two standing before the class, one hand their hands in the position to make hand signs, which caused Serkan to slowly shake his head. “That would not do a thing...” He says as he walks forward, naturally, the hand signs look familiar, so he thought back on what the different abilities he had already learned were. “Ahh... Substitution...” He says after a moment, raising his hands and then making the hand signs for the jutsu, a moment later, a kunai pierced his form, and landed in the wall, His form poofing in a bit of smoke, as Serkan walks out from behind the half broken door, pulling his kunai from the wall, and then lifting the pack of one of the ninja in the room from the ground, and throwing at them. As soon as the bag hit the kid, Serkan smirks and lunges forward, using the kunai in his hand to kill that shinobi, then, spinning on the table he had perched himself on, he kicks the kid beside the now dead shinobi in the face. Grinning wickedly, he shifts again, throwing the kunai in his hand into one of the last shinobi in the room, as the teacher draws shrunken and throws them in Serkan’s direction. Without even a warning, he spins around, moving swiftly around the shrunken and then leaping onto his opponent. He knocks the teacher to the ground, before plunging his claw like fingers into their chest in order to kill the teacher. Pulling his hand away, Serkan sighs, before he turns and walks from the room, using the teacher’s kunai to kill the final shinobi that was sitting there, shocked. Lucifer chuckles darkly as he begins moving once again, heading out of their room and onwards down the hall. He was tired of this place, and planned to finish off every person in here. He smirks as he then leans back, raising one leg and kicking the wall down that was before him. Though at closer inspection, it was not the wall, but the door on the wall. The door flies backwards, hitting the wall on the opposite side and revealing another group of young shinobi, and a teacher. The teacher turns, instantly smelling the blood, and seeing the blood on Serkan's hands. Without a word, Serkan launches himself forward, swinging a wild punch at the teacher, even as the teacher, though shocked, managed to draw a kunai in the attempts of defending himself. Though they were far too late, Serkan spun around, snapping the neck of the man and then landing upon the ground easily. With a slowly forming bored expression, he looks towards the other shinobi. "I have gotten bored here, sooner then I expected.... You all get to live. Enjoy the bath of blood..." Serkan says, with a wicked grin as he turns and begins walking away, this slaughter might not go unnoticed, but that did not matter. He was leaving the Academy now.
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Learned.
Henge no Jutsu
Art of Substitution
Tree Climbing
Water Walking]
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