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Hibiki glanced at the exchange between the shopkeep and Kyu briefly before leaving them for the pile of generators nearby. Due to his Lightning Chakra Nature, he was rather intrigued about them and wanted a closer look. The item could have been easily carried on one's back, although, to Hibiki, it looked clunky and wouldn't help with being stealthy at all. He glared at the set of Generators with silent rage. "Such a disappointment." The Inuzuka whispered to his Vulpine Ally. He continued examining the generators from a distance, reading the list of specifications and limits on the side of an overturned one, when he overheard Kyu and the merchant talking about a set of free ninja tools with a purchase of the SC items.

He scoffed, it was obviously a gimmick by the merchant. 'Buy this s**t, and get more s**t for free' was the sham he was trying to pull. The Mist Genin ignored it and continued pondering the use of a generator. He already has a a natural capacitance in his body, as a few people have already seen when his anger rises, but does he really need a generator alongside it? He thought about it as he went to pick one up, but suddenly there was a spark and a small zap, as if something was fried, when the generator came in contact with Hibiki's outstretched hand. He bit his lip, it didn't harm him at all, but did give him a bit of a scare.

The Wild-haired genin glanced over his shoulder and saw the Merchant still talking to Kyu with noticeable zest ("Free~!"). He didn't see anything that had happened, or took any notice whatsoever. Hibiki sighed in relief. Kuro shook his head at his partner's silly antics before sauntering towards the counter where Kyu stood. Hibiki grabbed another scroll and two trinkets before waltzing up towards the register, whistling innocently. "Ya, empty shuriken cases will kill a shinobi." He chipped in, acting as if he was part of the conversation. "I'll take these two scrolls, Chakra Shield and Hydro Pump, and two SC capsules, for the Fox and I." He pulled out the Ryo needed and hastily pushed it into the Employee's hand.

"Thank you! Sorry, but we have to take our leave now. Plenty of other business to take care of and stuff. I thought I saw some tasty fruits out in the bazaar as well and we do need to train and s**t..." Hibiki rushed through his departure and raced to the door with Kuro on his heels, "By the by, you may want to check out that pile of Generators over there." and like a wisp of smoke, they were gone.

There was a small jingle as he entered the crowded streets outside. He sighed in relief again. He didn't want to stir up that much trouble in Lightning yet, theres still plenty of time left for that. The Vulpine duo crossed the busy road over to a nearby fruit stand and awaited for their comrade to exit the shop. It seemed like he was taking his sweet time getting out of there as well...

Sorain walked casually into the small village area with both hands in his pockets, trying to be as unnoticeable as possible. Sorain was not one for vanity or attention unless under forcing circumstances, instead he preferred to simply stand in the shadows and watch as the common fools ran willy nilly in the streets exposing themselves to the dangers that lurked in the word. Gliding in and out of the crowded streets Sorain made sure to keep his face down, covered by a wool hood that cast a darkened shadow over his facial features. As he reached the heart of the small village Sorain quickly found what he was looking for, an ideal place to post up and watch the pre exam events fold out. From here he would do what ever he could to pick out possible contestants and get a good feel for them before everything started. Not that he was worried about anyone here being much of a match for him, he needed to know exactly how much of his abilities he could risk exposing and how much he could afford to keep hidden.

Quickly scanning his area, checking for anyone that might be keeping a loose eye on him, Sorain turned his head down and directly below his feet a sheet of ice formulated on the ground, in an instant Sorain sunk through it, only to reemerge on the side of a near by roof top resulting in the illusion that Sorain was simply standing in front of a window inside the building itself.

Once inside the house Shizuka smiled a little and showed them around the house, showing them where they would be able to sleep while staying in the house. "So this is the house I'll leave it up to you guys to pick how you sleep, but I am in one of the rooms upstairs, if you guy want to do a little training there is a space out the back, also Aya and Hayato your in the exam right, did you guy get you participation sets from the front gate, if not we can go pick them up later, I need to get some food for dinner, unless Kai is willing to take us out for dinner". Shizuka said looking at Kai, and almost seeming to say, 'you better get me something for all this', she then looked at Hayato and Mayu, as she took a seat, she had ended her tour in the living room so they could relax a little.

Kai looked at Shizuka, and then took out his wallet and looked though it to see how much he, then signed a little. "So what do you two want to do, we can do some training, or go do some shopping before hand pick up those participation things, and it is up to you two if we eat out tonight, or cook something?". Kai said derecting his words to Mayu and Hayato, he was lending on the couch in the living room as he looked at them.

Mayu followed Shizuka around the house as they wondered around the rooms of the house, Mayu was interested in learning more around Shizuka, she was the first ninja, Mayu had been able to really get close to, who was from a place aside from the Leaf village. As the talks moved a long to another topic, on what they were going to do first, Mayu didn't really care, she kind of wanted to treat this trip more as a vacation then a mission, Aya was taking it more serious then she was, but maybe not to the same level as Hayato, who was giving the feeling he was treating this as a mission, and Kai who had said before leaving that he was here on a mission. So to her shopping seemed more interesting, also hearing that those involved in the exam were meant to get some sort of participation set, Mayu really wanted to go get it right then. "Well for me shopping seems more fun then training, but I do a lot of training at home, and training would be better in the long term, so I would rather change and clean up a little then go shopping, rather then do some training".

Mayu said as they got to the lounge Mayu found a open seat on the couch near the end a little bit away from Kai, leaving room for him if he wanted to sit, or if Hayato wanted to take it, but there were other seat in the room available, once sitting Mayu thought a little about the other point that had come up on dinner. "I would like to eat out, I don't mind cooking, but if we go out for dinner tonight, we will be able to talk with one another a little more, rather then having some people cooking while the others wait". Mayu said blushing a little as she spoke up this time, for some reason, in truth, Mayu was beginning to feel shy, she wasn't sure why, it wasn't like her to feel shy, so why now. Aya who was sitting within Mayu blushed as she listen to Mayu speak up for herself, and get her our point across, which was something that Aya wouldn't be able to do by herself, she would normally put on a smiled and asked others what they wanted to do.

For the Post Above this one ----^

Clones 1 & 2
A good thirty minutes had passed since the eight of them were formed, Clones one and two had disguised themselves as young teen along side an older male figure, possibly a father and son type duo. They kept an eye out but still did the usual sight seeing just like everyone else did. clone one would look at all the different types of colorful themes as clone two would look at the more adult like tools, pictures, and heavier mechanics that lay within the vendors. "hmmm this is lame, when are the exams going to start already..." clone two smacked clone one upside the head and quickly spoke in a deeper toned voice. "Stop your bickering... they'll start when they start.... I don't like being dressed like this in any way, shape, or form... We'll come of use soon enough so don't worry about it, if you haven't noticed that street kid for some reason darted away from us... as if...No... Hatari would have caught it...but just in case keep an eye out." clone one looked at clone two and nodded. "yeah I noticed it too, and will do...got to have eyes in this place other wise we might get screwed over."

Clones 3 & 4
while the others looked around clones three and four sat at a Ramen shop, the exact shop in which the young street boy had stolen the food from. They were dressed in fancy clothing the type in which you find rich snobby people dressed in. Clone three was a ugly looking rich woman as clone four was a slightly attractive young male who had got his way with the woman and used her for her money, A sigh came from clone three as she seemed heavily depressed of the lack of attention clone four was giving her. it was all an act of display though, clone four looked through the shades in which covered his eyes and kept an eye on the street kid as he had wondered off for no reason. "I don't like this one bit, that kid took some food and then brought it to his master and now for some reason has run off." "Well you know dear, how snobby little brats can be you are one yourself you know... clone four looked over and hissed at clone three. "Shut up... no one wanted to marry you so I did, Just because your ugly doesn't mean you're not useful to me." clone three looked at clone four just before slapping him across the face. "You pathetic little b*****d you! grrr..." clone four chuckled lightly as it didn't phase him one bit. "just keep your eyes open granny."

Clones 5 & 6
It wasn't any surprised that clones five and six were vendors that stood in front of one another, one has a vegetable stand while the other a fruit stand. both took on the form of old men, five was bald and six had grey hair. "Bah you scumbag of an old man, trying to steal people away from my fresh vegetables!" "Curse you to hell! you're trying to keep people away from my fruit stand! here have an orange you baldy! Six threw an orange as Five ducked and was quickly to throw a squash right back at six. "Gah you're ruining my stand! go somewhere else you wrinkly old buffoon! Five and six played their rolls like pro's or at least they were having fun at the roles they took on.

Clones 7 & 8
The final two Seven and eight were dressed as lightning Genin, they seemed to be pals with one another. They seemed quiet and well put together, both looked and acted as if they were serious business. They were at a second weapons shop looking at swords and other misc. bladed items. they didn't need to speak for they understood their body gestures. Seven and eight knew their objective was to keep a close eye on anyone who would seem suspicious and out of ordinary. they would be the first to impose on those who stood in Hatari's way.

Hatari
Coming back to the place in which he had left the boy Hatari was soon to notice the boy had left the place in which he was last seen. "Damn it... I'm not even gone two seconds and the boy disappears he's going to pay like hell now.. I told him not to ******** around with me... Hatari looked around the cloud as clones one and two were soon to look in one direction, as he started walking in that direction he noticed two and three speak out the word "Left alley" as he passed the open vendors he trailed down the alley as he spotted the boy for a split second before he vanished around the corner. "Where the ******** is this kid going... why is he moving away from the crowd...did someone else get to him?"

Takera arrived on the edge of Gryu'jiong. He noticed the increasing number of people who were circulating through the entrance of the village. After taking a few steps forward his vision suddenly blurred and an immense pain shot through his eyes. "W-What was that?" He questioned trying to figure out what just happened. Was it another shinobi's doing? Would they have been foolish enough to attempt something at such a place and risk a big confict? That seemed unlikely given the circumstances. Once more the pain came, but it was less than what it was the first time. Takera shaked his head lightly trying to figure out what was wrong with him, when suddenly he felt something that began to send chills down his back. His sharingan began to recede without him willing it to. He still had plenty of chakra, which puzzled Takera deeply. He tried to will the sharingan back, but he was unable to call it forth. He moved over to the tree near the road and sat beneath it for a while trying to recollect himself and figure things out. He closed his eyes and began to think for a while. His mind drifted back to a time in his training when his master in Wind had begun teaching him.




"Boy? Have you been feeling weird at all lately?" The old man looked at Takera who was now tired and breathing hard from the training that had commenced over the last few hours. Takera looked up as he continued breathing hard and he didn't answer for a minute as he began to catch his breath. "I'm fine. Why?" he spoke as he made one final deep breathe an exale of air from his lungs. He coughed lightly and rubbed his mouth with his arm. The old man stared at Takera very intently. It was almost as if cold air was coming from Takera's mouth, but it was more than just hot out where they were. Temperatures wouldn't get low enough to see your own breath until around an hour or so after it got dark, yet Takera's breath was now visible and cool rather than warm. As if he were subconciously cooling the air from his lungs that he expells through his mouth with an ability the old man hadn't seen Takera ever use before. The old man turned to face the sandy dunes out in the distance and pondered the idea. Was it possible Takera took on some of the old man's bloodline abilities because of the large amount of blood transfused to save his life? Or was it just side-effects of the transfusion and would dispell soon enough? The old man turned back to Takera with a puzzled look. "I'm worried that you may not be physically stable, boy. You do know how it was I was able to save you, correct? He questioned Takera seriously. Takera looked back up at the old man. "Not exactly. You never really told me anything about that, but I never really asked either. I didn't see a reason to ask. I'm just glad I'm alive. I'd never reach my ambitions and save Zeru if I'd died out there." He thought back to the horrifying pain that devestated him prior. Takera reached up and rubbed his hand lightly across a portion of the large scar that stretched at an angle across his chest. The old man nodded in agreement. "You've grown wise, but heed my words, boy. I saved you by having a good deal of my blood transfused into your body. The operation was needed immediately and there was no time to confirm if our blood matched. I'm worried that your body may not take kindly to my blood and if it rejects the blood, you may very well die." He spoke sternly to Takera. Takera's eyes widened some and his sharingan that previously receeded from exhaustion returned. As such his breath suddenly turned back from frosty to normal. "Don't take me so lightly old man. I'm not that weak!" Takera rose his voice in frustration. The old man became intrigued. By sheer will while on the point of collapsing from exhaustion, he managed to re-ignite his sharingan and force the odd occurance with his breath to be supressed. "No, you're not weak, but you are still human and as such you're capable of dying as easily as any other. Remember that well, boy." The turned once more to face away from Takera. Takera released his Sharingan and sighed a heavy breath before sitting down to rest. He hadn't been sure what dangers the old man spoke of, but he knew one thing was certain. He felt fine, so the blood couldn't have been rejected or he'd be long gone. Takera just shrugged it off as he tried to relax.




Takera opened his eyes and rose to his feet trying to re-collect himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he wasn't able to use his sharingan. He decided to see if he maybe there was something just plainly wrong with his chakra and began making an elemental form of chakra in his hand. Expecting to see a spiral of wind come forth from his hand, his eyes widened greatly as rigid spikes formed one after another from a small ball of ice that had formed just above his palm. Takera immediately stopped focusing his chakra and the ball dispersed. "What the hell is going on!? That's not my wind! That's something else entirely!" Takera placed a hand back on the tree behind him to sturdy himself as he became stressed over what was happening. Had he really lost his sharingan? And what were these new abilities that seemed to take it's place? Takera had lost his cool and began to stumble out towards the path once more when he turned to see a carriage pull forth and stop only a few feet from him. Surprised to see him, he watched as Drake climbed out of the carriage and thanked the driver. Takera realized he was in bad condition and what his master told him might be true. He thought back to the time he sealed the scroll. He was in no condition to guard the scroll or himself for that matter. He walked up to Drake shakily and reached back into his round pouch, he quickly pulled his hand forth with the scroll while Drake's back was to him and found himself astonished to see the speed of his arm jetting across towards Drake's bag. He slipped it into a slight opening in the side of his bag and then tugged with the opposite hand on the shoulder that the strap was resting on at such timing that Drake wouldn't feel or see the scroll being inserted into his bag. "Hey there. Fancy meeting you here, Drake." Takera greeted Drake as he seemed to gradually feel better than he was moments ago. His face had grown a bit pale, but color returned soon and he was wearing his mask, so nobody could see his face regardless.

Takera didn't say anything more to Drake before he turned and walked towards the village. He stepped inside the village pushing his way through the people to find a secluded area on the rim of the village where he could sit and sort out his problems. He seemed fine now, but what happens if he's hindered so strongly once more? Takera spent a good hour of time making handseals and studying the ice chakra he could now form. The ice was astounding. He could do amazing things with it for so much less than he had to put out in chakra or fatigue to use his older wind jutsu. He re-developed and engineered a handful of jutsu as well as accidently reverse summoning himself to the Misty Peak that was home of the Dragons. Takera landed atop Kairo's head. A big black dragon who's eyes were white and wings lined with red around it's edges. "Oof!" Takera landed with a thud. Kairo immediately reflexed and whipped his head back sending Takera tumbling down Kairo's neck and onto his back. Kairo turned to face the young boy staring back at him. "A human? Here on the Misty Peak?" Kairo began to laugh somewhat at the concept that seemed so foolish to him and quickly his anger faded away. Takera rubbed his head lightly as he stood up. He opened his eyes slowly and saw Kairo staring back at him. His eyes widened and he leapt sliding back further down the dragon's back, but quickly realized he was atop the dragon and before he could react, the dragon's tail came down on him and smacked him in the back, dropping him instantly. Takera coughed raggedly as he tried to get back to his feet. He breathed harder and harder until suddenly the icy chill began applying itself to his breath. Kairo watched as the boy struggled to rise even in such a dim situation. "What business do you have here, human? This is the Misty Peak in which all dragon's reside. You should not be here." Kairo questioned the human, intrigued by him. Takera sat up slowly. "I was trying to create a new jutsu when I suddenly got pulled through from where I was to this place. I don't know where I am or how to get back even." Takera said calmly. Kairo looked the boy over and even sniffed at him ever so obviously. "You smell of blood similar to my own and another blood that reminds me of a human I used to know rather well." Kairo spoke as he reminisced of a past time. "If you were not fated to be here, you would not be here at all. I will give you two things. The first is a scroll, in which you must sign and mark with your blood. The other is a way back to where you came from. Once you go back, you will no longer come here whenever you cast the jutsu that you did. Instead you will summon forth a dragon from here among the Misty Peak. I warn you now though. Do not play games with the dragons. If you call us forth without a proper reason you'll be punished severely." Takera wasn't sure he knew exactly what was going on, but he wasn't stupid. He understood the jist of what the dragon was implying. He simply nodded and walked towards the dragon's neck. After recieving the scroll he signed his name and placed a pair of bloody palm prints upon the scroll. Takera rolled the scroll up and gave it back to Kairo. Kairo nodded and placed a claw on Takera's head very lightly. "Do not forget my name, human. It is Kairo. " Then suddenly Takera poofed away and landed once more where he sat in the icey enclosed area on the rim of the village. "

Takera moved into town to take care of a few things while mulling over what had happened to him inside the realm he'd been transported to. He had stayed quiet and rather secluded, taking less obvious paths through the village and by-passing crowds inconspicuously until he came across a shop closer to the main route through the village. He watched and his eyes widened as he saw Hibiki walking forth from the shop and away with something in his possession. "Was that...?" Takera cut off as he began to walk towards the shop. He walked inside only to see Kyu only a few feet away from himself. Takera's eyes widened again. There's no telling what either of them thought of him or what they'd do if they found out he was in Lightning after being gone so long from Mist. He moved past Kyu without taking his eyes off him until he passed him by. He quickly looked over the merchant's merchandise. Going through scrolls and countless items hastily hoping to be out of the shop as quick as possible. He noticed the half-villed vials in a special commemorative case and decided to buy the Reaper's Calling scroll and 3 vials. He had been too worried about staying there longer than a few minutes and was not able to look over everything. He hastily pulled forth the ryo and paid the merchant for the bag of supplies. He began to turn to face the door when the merchant grabbed his shoulder. "Hold on, sir. As a special deal of buying those SC Tech Inc items, I'm obligated to give you a free set of class C ninja tools." Takera grabbed the case from the merchant and thanked him. He had originally discarded his old set of weaponry when they wore and had no use to him, but he figured it couldn't hurt and accepted the quality weapons. He picked up the weapon case and moved quickly out the door.

[Note: Takera has been wearing a mask that no one in lightning knows of other than Sorain since his final post in the previous thread, so no, you cannot see his face. Takera's also new to lightning, so even unmasked he'd be unrecognizable save for a very few people.]


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