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You'd like to see me jump i bet, Well Everyday's just like russian roulette, i'm gonna play, play, play with no regrets.
"Oh gee, always being the cold b*****d aren't you? See that is what i love about you, Yuka sensei." Lexy saying it in a very cattish tone putting a like pleasure hmph behind it, even though she did notice the ghost, the little white cute boo that flew back to the girl. "Oh don't mind her, she is just focused on her own thing, so much that she doesn't care to socialize. I feel you would have more pleasure speaking with me." She would look at Qin Mei, her eyes gathering in all the intel about the girl's appearance. Its like she came out some fancy home, with all the clothing she is wearing. Its fashionable, that is for sure, the looks of death is what got her attention.
"My name is Lexy Fuka, a fellow classmate of yours, nothing more. I am nothing special but a girl who wonders this world looking for adventure, a way to spend one's time. You look like you have a lot of time on your hands with that boo flying around and you pull it when its causing bad behavior. Where does it root this bad behavior? Doe it come from you, are you just as mischievous as me?" She would chuckle with the last question and even clicking her tongue as if she is pretending to detect something but continuing to grin. The grin can be to some a curse or a frightening thing to see, It can leave others on the edge about why a girl like her grins so big.
The grin can give away so many things, including murderous intent which is what makes Lexy Fuka very different from Aoki Yuka. Even right now, she would love to see what the girl's guts would look like if spilled all over the floor but yet around Aoki Yuka, she has to "behave". Aoki Yuka to Lexy isn't a patient women, she is one that will discipline Lexy, even putting her over her lap and spanking her. Lexy isn't the one who wants to get humiliated in front of the entire class, its the other way around. She then keeps her eyes on Qin Mei wondering what her response would be to Yuka and herself.
428x2= 856 words+374x2( 748 )=1,604 words
Tonight, Nothing's standing in my way, there's no obstacles, Anymore.
"Awww you're the type that gets attached easily. It's kinda like having a pet right? Life span is just too short." Qin Mei leaned forward placing her chin on the palms of her hands. Indeed she could clearly tell that this was not what the cold stranger meant, but she was having fun believing the other way. Flower shaped pupils looked at the red haired girl who joined in the conversation. Clearly the more friendly one, they would likely get along. "It's fine. I can see she's just a big ole' softie on the inside." she would reply almost baby talking the last sentence. Her attention was returned to the colder one after she spoke a statement in a demonic unnatural voice. If it was an attempt to scare her off, well she would have to do better than that. However the statement itself do throw her off. What was she even talking about?"OoooOOOOooooOOoooo SpooOOookky." she would reply playfully with the her hands moved to the typically ghostly position as she swayed them back and forth. It was then she would return to the more friendly one who introduced her. "Qin Mei. Nothing more than classmates? You mean I'm not your long lost sister? How disappointing." Reaching out she would grab the boo ghosts tail again. It was time to pay him back for his little stunt. "You like my friend?" she would ask with a playful grin upon her lips. Slowly she would pull the tail like a stretchy slime before reaching its limit. The boo laughed before struggling a bit to get away until POP! Letting go the specter would fly about the room, circling, zigzagging, even through solid objects such as desks, walls, even students. "Oppsies~"
Words: 290+344 = 634
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Xzavior Smith Hidden Night Village Even as his gaze rested on the current subject of conversation, Xzavior’s other senses took in information, missing little.
A redheaded woman (a literal adult woman) walked into the room. Xzavior suspected she might be the instructor until she took a seat amongst the students. He was not one to fault someone for delaying their entrance into this academy. He was beginning his training later than most, himself.
A pink-haired woman entered soon after, finding a seat. Xzavior caught her name from her introduction to a purple-haired student. Tiamat Doragon. He committed it to memory.
Another flamboyant-dressed figure soon entered, declaring himself the professor, writing his name upon the board. If there was truth to his words, and he was the instructor, he was quite young. If he was truly an instructor at such an age, it was an impressive feat. Lucius Graeme, his name. He was going to be a subject of great interest, Xzavior knew.
More figures entered, and Xzavior took note of them all. He made sure to listen for names. That kind of information would be important later, possibly. All information was good information, and Xzavior endeavored to collect as much of it as he could.
The older student’s name was Lexy, of the Fuka clan. Xzavior head read the name before, but couldn’t recall much information about them at the moment. Something about kissing, but the details eluded him for the time being. He filed what he could away in his immaculate mind, for later use.
Despite distractions buzzing like wasps all around them, Xzavior’s gaze never left it’s subject. Katsurou Muramasa, Hidden Katana Village, Unknown Clan. That this boy was hesitant to divulge his clan origins piqued Xzavior’s interest, to be sure, but he did not pry. He would likely learn that information in time, through Katsurou’s words, or through his actions. Prying would only cause this boy to hold this information tighter.
”No apology necessary. If everyone waited until I finished studying to speak to me, I would live in abject silence. It is a pleasure to meet you, Katsurou Muramasa, of the Hidden Katana Village, and unknown further origin.”
The slight smile Xzavior directed at Katsurou was somewhat genuine, and only a little pained. Interaction was not something that came naturally to Xzavior, though he had learned to emulate that talent with sheer study and practice. His expressions were nearly normal, if only a bit deadened. Particularly empathic individuals would likely see through this facade, Xzavior knew.
In any case, he was happy to have had a pleasant interaction, and hoped for more. He was never skilled at making friends, something that one could not learn from a book.
Another student, a female with an athletic build asked the pair if she had missed anything. "Not yet. We're just beginning. My name's Xzavior Smith, pleasure."
[1470] + (451x2=[902]) = [2372]
Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2021 7:17 pm
Erinor Ellerose Hidden Moon Village - Orimara Clan A cruel smirk came across Erinor’s face as a flamboyant boy entered the room, writing his name on the board and declaring himself the instructor. Though Erin was amused that someone called out the grown woman in the class, who seemed to think it appropriate to act so familiar with the other students, many of the children. Erin suspected neither of these people were the instructor, and his cruel smirk one grew as he made his suspicions clear. He cleared his throat to get the attention of the “Instructor”, raising his hand lazily, the look of mocking on his face giving sarcastic meaning to the gesture. He was not one to raise his hand to get attention. His presence demanded it. The hand-raising was purely a joke to him, his sneer only growing.
”... Sir G.” He false title spilled from his lips like poison.
” Are we to believe that you are the instructor of this class..? That you are tasked with the training of shinobi, a child?” His question sounded sincere in tone, but cruel and digging in context.
” I suspect that you are lying to us… Lucius Graeme.” He spat the name as if it were a slur.
” I suspect that you are a silly boy playing silly games, and wasting everyone’s time... Wasting my time.” His tone shifted to one of deadly, icy calm, like the eye of a storm, with the last bit. It was obvious whose time he was more concerned with.
” Do you know how much my time is worth? I suspect you don’t. I know you don’t, or you would not waste it so flippantly. I suggest you sit down before you make a costly mistake, Boy.”
His tone commanded the room, or at the very least the conversation. He spoke in a frank, business-like tone, like an employer speaking to an underling, his volume raising whenever it needed to in order to be the loudest thing in the room, powering through any objections that could be raised. It was clear that he thought little of his fellow students, and less of this one.
Lucius Graeme ( Huedini / Ichtaca ) Academy Student[x][x][x][x]Hidden Magic [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 08 ) | STR: ( 02 ) | DEF: ( 06 ) INT: ( 02 ) | RSV: ( 10 ) | SPR: ( 02 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 06 ) | RACT: ( 07 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ He did not exactly get the reactions he was expecting, upon strolling into this classroom and making his rather obvious declaration to the room itself. There was no, 'Hello Sir. G' and smiling faces from the students in the class, or even an acknowledgement from the tall older female he had immediately noticed and call out, they appeared to simply begin talking to one of the students that had entered the room and did not give him even a glance. What an absolutely frustrating group of children, it seemed. He twirled the piece of chalk in his hand almost absentmindedly until another of the of the students, a rather arrogant seeming male with an immediate smirk that was forming upon their lips, began speaking to him and accusing him of not actually being the teacher for this classroom. Lucius rose a black gloved hand to his mouth in an instant, immediately releasing a rather over exaggerated gasp as he strolls around the front desk that he was standing behind and directly over towards where this male who had risen his hand and begun speaking to him sat. Stopping before the male, he eyes him over once through the reflective lenses of his glasses before a slow sly grin of his own began to form across his own lips, and he leaned down against the desk with one hand placed firmly upon the top of the desk itself. "Well now, it certainly looks like a rich boy such as yer'self skipped out of a few home courses 'fore comin' 'ere eh? Took a mighty learnin' to.. Dignity 101, 'nd Pompous a** 360. Yet forgot to learn how to show any bit o' respect?" Lucius straightens his back immediately as a short sarcastic chuckle escapes his lips, and he turns on his heel to begin making his way back over to the front desk once again. His gloveless hand reaching into the folds of his clothing before returning with what appeared to be a notebook of sorts to which he brandished to the room behind him even before he turned back to face the classroom once again. "If you're such a knowledgeable, Young Master, how 'bout you get on up 'ere and give the first lesson then, yeah?" Lucius says, that same grin still completely plastered across his face as he stares across the room through his glasses at Erinor. "Oh. 'Etter yet. Take attendance wont ya? You're the new Class Representative 'fter all. Thanks to your abundance of knowledge, and higher-than-thou stature.." Lucius' grin appeared to twist even wider as he flips the notebook in his hand open and thumbs through the pages with his black gloved hand. All the while awaiting the male's next outburst. At this point, he had all but forgotten about the tall female that he had immediately spoken to upon entering the room, she did not have any sort of authority here, in fact her immediately boot licking of the pale blindfolded girl showed her as nothing more than a pawn, what was the fun of toying with a pawn?
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2021 9:55 pm
Isidora Circe Academy Student[x][x][x][x]Hidden Twilight [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 07 ) | STR: ( 02 ) | DEF: ( 03 ) INT: ( 05 ) | RSV: ( 05 ) | SPR: ( 08 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 05 ) | RACT: ( 09 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ While all the chaos had begun within the room, including an apparent altercation between someone claiming to be the Teacher of the classroom, and one of the Academy Students, a silver haired female strolled into the room and allowed her sapphire gaze to scan over the room until it locked onto the ghostly female that was a familiar face from her village. She smiles immediately, and quickly making her way up to the desk seating in front of Qin Mei, immediately sitting down and turning around to look back at the three females while ducking to the side slightly to avoid the little specter that was flying all about the room. "Qin Mei! Working or Lounging?" She asks immediately, while winking a sapphire blue eye towards the ghostly female while she turns her attention momentarily towards the other two, reaching into a pouch at her side and drawing out two vials of blue and purple sparkling liquid from the pouch and extending her hand out immediately towards Lexy and Aoki Yuka. "Interested? It's a special treat from our village that my mother makes. It'll... Definitely brighten the mood a bit in the room.." Isidora says with a rather foolish seeming grin following a quick giggle. Her sapphire eyes practically sparkling like the stones they were similar in color to, as she offers the strange blue and purple sparkling liquid vials to the two females. Her gaze soon shifting to glance around the room around them momentarily while she held the two vials out. With the commotion from the two males across the room, her offer was rather hidden from the majority of eyes in the area, which made it much more simple to deal with. The potion liquid was not poison or toxic in any way, it was most likely akin to a simple fruit wine in taste and consistency along with the added energizing effect of a basic energy drink. It was not a fancy or hard to make potion either, just a little side hustle that mother made for the locals that wanted it during the day or night.
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Erinor Ellerose Hidden Moon Village - Orimara Clan
Arinor’s smirk faded as he listened to Lucius’ response, silver eyes flashing dangerously as they scanned the figure, searching him, analyzing him. Lucius’ instructions fell on deaf ears. He had no authority over him. His words meant nothing. Despite the murmuring of the other students, a still silence seemed to take over the space, not a silence that could be heard, but one that could be felt. After a few agonizingly long moments, Erinor spoke, his voice high enough to be heard outside of the conversation.
” I’m afraid that would not be appropriate. A class representative should be representative of the class, a peer…”
He paused for a moment, his gaze unwavering. His smirk beginning to return
” I have no peers here. Rats should represent rats.”
Erinor’s smirk remained, though his jaw worked in withheld frustration. His station had never been disregarded in this way before, and it was an experience he was not enjoying. It seemed that it would take more than the weight of his name to give meaning to the respect he demanded, in this place. This class would soon regret setting that obstacle between Erinor and the respect he expected from them.
He spoke again, quieter this time, directly to Lucius.
” You’re a spirited boy. Strong of will. Confident. But a fool… “
His eyes flashed silver, as if some unseen light moved before them, the reflection shifting.
” I’m going to enjoy breaking you… Sir G”
With this, he dismissively waved Lucius away with a flick of a gloved hand. His face was deadly calm, but his pulse pounded in his ears, and his teeth threatened to crack beneath the clenching. He had not expected this level of disrespect, not here. These people would have to be taught their place.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2021 9:00 pm
Sanjiro Hidden Steel Hagane Clan
The sound of the door slamming open, the clinking of metal, and the sound of a loud, barking voice cracked through the room like gunshots.
”Ho. Ly. s**t! I love this energy!”
The source of the voice was a physically imposing figure, a teenage boy standing over 6 feet, and covered in tattoos. He wore many chains and buckles on his clothing and body, and his excited grin was so wide it was nearly inhuman. His eyes were not visible beneath his shaggy mop of hair, but it could be assumed they were as wide as his smile. He strode toward Lucius and Erinor in a few steps, crossing his arms and watching with an impressed expression
”I thought this place was going to bore the ******** out me, I’m not gonna lie... A bunch of snotty kids learning magic tricks and fart powers? Not my scene, ya know? But this?”
He threw his head back and barked out a laugh.
”Hooooooooooo boy! You can just taste the hatred coming out of this rich kid, and butterfly over here doesn’t even give a s**t. Fully holding frame. This is wild! Things could pop off at any second, and I’m definitely here for it. Full-on ******** powder keg! Let’s gooooooooo!”
Makane Sanjiro was practically vibrating with excitement, his jewelry jingling slightly with every adrenaline-feuled movement. It was obvious how much this newcomer wanted to see this conflict turn violent, though he didn’t seem to be armed in any way. His elders had warned him to “behave himself” while he was at the academy, but it was looking as if that might be an impossible ask, with the palpable violent intent already present.
Sanjiro looked around wildly at the rest of the class.
”Is anyone else seeing this s**t?! ”
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Nakahara Kiriko Hidden Slumber (Rasui) ---
An impossibly-small giggle could be heard from the back of the class, the whimsical nature of the sound in stark contrast to the tension that had built in the room in the last few moments. The source of the sound was a teenage girl, somewhat older than the usual academy student but seemingly unremarkable in the current company: It seemed most of the students here were late bloomers too. The girl hid her giggle behind a had gloved in black, a crimson flush beginning to take over her cheeks.
Her hair was a strikingly deep shade of purple, tied into a single long braid which hung loose over her shoulder and snaking around the desk, as if protecting a sketch book, the current page almost completely black with scribbles. Striking copper-gold eyes glanced around at the various students, surveying each in turn, as if sizing them up, appraising them.
Her legs were crossed, the one on top swinging with excitement as she looked up at the class, and down at her sketch book. She scribbled a few lines, and looked up again, continuing back and forth like this several times before something seemed to go wrong, and the girl tore thepage from the book, shoving it unceremoniously into her backpack and beginning again on a fresh sheet.
Kiriko was excited to be here. She had never had so many other children in her presence so willingly, and though she felt shy and anxious to make a good impression, she was happy to be among others for the first time in quite a while.
Her parents had not wanted her to come here, she knew. She had heard them argue about it when they thought she was sleeping. They were afraid people here would not like her. She was afraid of that too, but the Elders thought she should come, that being around others would be good for her. It certainly felt good to be around others. She was going to make so many friends here, strong friends that could take on any challenge. Friends that would appreciate her, who would need her help. There were so many kids here, and she could be friends with all of them. Every single one. Best friends.
There were no parents here to keep her from having friends, nobody to tell her to stay away.
With renewed vigor, she began to scribble wildly on the page, blackening it but for a set of 8 of jagged eyes, stark white for lack of ink, glaring with rage. The giggling returned, so quiet it was almost inaudible. She loved making things for her friends, helping them learn, helping them practice.
As she scribbled, she clenched her tongue between pointed teeth, squinting one eye, squinting in concentration as she scribbled so hard her colored pencil threatened to break beneath the strain.
Suddenly, she stopped, holding the paper up and examining it. Seemingly satisfied, she folded it and stashed it into the front of her shirt, beginning again on a new page.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2021 1:52 pm
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He was such a animal such a mad disease, they said to stay away, but damn he wanted me. And that was the day, that my blood became infected and i learned it was kill or be killed again.
Aoki Yuka considered this girl to be a annoyance, she even had brief moments with belief the ghost girl may prove interesting. She's worse then interesting, the girl simply lacking, evolutionary change may snap the girl's tone in two however, she will not waste time putting her under testing. It may prove good to not change this one at all, can't imagine the kind of annoyance she may cause if she advanced beyond what her ghostly shell is capable of. To mention along the lines of her being a big ole softie, far from the truth, she is a cold b*****d like how her fellow shinobi, Lexy Fuka described her.
The coldness of such a heart rivals together with the lands of the Hidden Snow Village. The place has the coldest of winters and pretty much winter every day with its climates. Though In the midst of all of this, a girl, white long hair mentions about a special treat, something her mother makes. Yuck, it makes her want to vomit all over this girl, specially about brightening the mood. "I have no interest in taking your vial, you can take it and shove it up your a**. Get this through your head, i am not here to make friends or stick around for too long. Didn't you hear my "friend" speak of what i am? I am a cold b*****d, who has a hardened heart and has no interest in attempts like you are making." To make her statement vividly clear, she slaps the vial out of the girl's hand, and aims on purpose to not hit her but it break against a wall of the classroom.
"If you are friends with that ghost girl, and i won't even use her name, then hang out with her and stay the hell away from me. See to it and keep to yourself, you never know how a person feels if you wish to bother them." Aoki Yuka can imagine some students wish to speak up and stand up for the girl. She wouldn't care if they did or not, it doesn't change her mood or the care enough about making amends. Making amends after her statement, nearly impossible to be accepted. "Humans" are fragile beings to her, they can do and carry out what they wish to do but in the end, their life moves on like a vapor. Like the smoke of a cigar gets puffed out, its there very clear but disappears shortly after. That is a human life to Aoki, nothing but expendable, research material later on, to be used, to be consumed. However, she is not willing to kill and kill every day, it would be the living of a beast at that, she is more then a beast. She is a planner, someone who takes time to plan her subjects carefully and tends to look for host that can handle the Mold.
363 words+288x2(576)=939 words+487x3(1461)=2,400 words
Like the freezer door was left wide open, frostbite crept into my veins, crippled by a life so tragic, i can never love again. Run away cause I'm contagious, you know that i can't control this, instinct to feed the hunter in me.
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You'd like to see me jump i bet, Well Everyday's just like russian roulette, i'm gonna play, play, play with no regrets.
"She can be, however i wouldn't trust your own words describing her. You best stick with me, i wouldn't want you to get hurt or potentially die to a "softie" like her." She put the "oooh" tone on the softie part, teasing Yuka Sensei, she knew what she was doing. It could get her in trouble but at this point, she wants to have fun, live her life free. "No you aren't my lost sister, i don't have any siblings which i am grateful for. I have everything i ever need." Her eyes would shift at the end of her sentence towards Aoki Yuka. "Lets just say she saved my life some point, showed me what it means to live, regardless of her being a cold b*****d like i have mentioned."
There's no fault in speaking some truth, Aoki Yuka is a cold b*****d in disguise of kindness and blameless. It was on that winter night, she had the joy of watching her parents getting murdered in cold blood. The night for the first time allowed herself to revel in blood, to even pinch her parent's blood between the index finger and thumb. The way it felt, it felt warm, like the kind of warmth from the sun. Death she embraced, death she allowed to pave her a new path. That path involves following Aoki Yuka and learning her cold b*****d ways and perhaps become that way a little bit more. However she is her own person.
A women who carries murderous intent in her breast, so much so, she wants to crack everybody's skulls in, even Aoki Yuka she wants to do to. However its because of that parent's death and murder, that she allowed herself to adore Aoki Yuka and to serve her. Her parents wouldn't understand how she became so twisted, so unfaithful to them. All her parents ever did was teach her about Hidden Snow Jutsu and holding her back from her "true" self. A murderous monster who wants nothing more but to paint the snow in blood. Screams...anguish...sorrow... even more to see someone yell in anger and rage about the loss of a loved one. She would revel in that battle and personally bring down the raging behemoth of a person who wishes to raise a hand against her.
"Your friend is interesting, i wonder, who murdered your ghost friend in cold blood?" Her right eye would get a twisting glare in it, so filled with happiness about someone's death, it pleased her. There would be nothing better but for someone like Qin Mei to explain who gave her the friendly ghost, who did it. For they would receive nothing but praise from Lexy Fuka herself. Before she could possibly receive a answer, a long white hair girl offers a drink she so claims, she saw the response that Aoki Yuka gave to it. Her eyes squeeze together as she would say "Oh sensei, you could accept her drink and be "cold" about it, but no, you can't stop being so bastardly, i love it." She turns to the girl known as Isidora "Thank you for offering such a drink, ill take pleasure having it. Though why offer me such a thing?" She asked with a smile.
428x2= 856 words+374x2( 748 )=1,604 words+542x3(1,626)=3,230 words
Tonight, Nothing's standing in my way, there's no obstacles, Anymore.
◤ Who would have thought, that the male would be sent into an academy, let alone have a rank lower then Genin at his age. Something wasn't right, then again, he figured something like this was going to happen after reading all the scrolls he had from his late grandfather. Taking a deep breath, walking across the grounds of the academy, searching for a spot, section that was filled with tree, a section of shade being formed by the overgrowth from the branches. Kyojuro looked around, taking a seat upon the base of the tree, pulling out a scroll from inside his sleeve, unrolling it to look upon the writings. Nothing was new, just the same stuff, different day, different generation that was going to repeat the mistakes of the older generation once did. Letting out a deep breath, the male looked around, watching those who stood around, watching an trying to get a understanding, seeing who would be a threat in time once stronger. Just wanting to make this trip quick, he looked back at the scroll, trying to reread some of the former history that his grandfather left behind, from a life once lived, but often lost. Apparently he wasn't much of a fighter, nor was he any good when trying to keep life from being removed as well. Letting his head rest against he bark of the tree softly, he closed his eyes, wondering just what kind of power his grandpa had, that would allow him to die that easily in his time, let alone be called weak. "To hold that kind of power, you sure died a lot, didn't you fool. What kind of person did you become when you obtained that power, what did you think it was going to do, for such a weak loser like you to begin with. No wonder why your son an daughter in law died. No one could handle living under the name of someone as weak as you, let alone be seen in the village after that stunts you pulled." Scratching the back of his back, the male sighed, letting out a deep breath, wondering why his family was weak, why they didn't try to repair the damage to their name, let alone having a child, forfeiting their life to escape from the disgrace of everything. Slightly touching his horn, he let out a deep breath, trying to figure out why he even had it, let alone what the reason he was born with it. Guess it was either a defect in his birth, or maybe someone wasn't really honest with their spouse an forget to tell some specific details to the other. Or, just a big guess here, it was actually a side effect from his grandpa when he was younger, an used those special techniques of his so much, his structure got changed, an somehow, Kyojuro just happened to be the lucky one to get a new feature added upon his birth, to show the world.
Wondering why he was born with the horn, he wanted to figure it out, but why, it was just a horn, a side effect, a birth defect, something he accepted. Lightly closing his eyes, he let out a deep breath, letting the sound of chatter echo around him, drowning it out like it wasn't there, like he did back in Void, allowing the darkness to swallow him, allowing him to feel the something. Why did most of the scrolls only hold information on the techniques, some for even a katana fighting style, an something that just seemed like a drug as well. Shaking his head, thinking about the other scrolls, something hidden in the words, in the meaning of the writing, something do with organizations, which he was apart of, weakest member, always getting the easy jobs, failed at each of those. The biggest part of details, was something he did to a Uchiha, fire, an body fluids, waterfall then death, his own for some kind of joke, a surprise, something stupid most likely. "Karite Bikou, grandpa you fool, your life was trash, meaningless, nothing you did meant anything, let alone did you do anything to be remembered for either. Why did you bother having kids, why bother keeping a lineage if you had nothing to give an part to them in their time of need or whatever people say. Thankfully you died, you left this world for the last time, an lucky for me, I get to fix your prior mistakes an redeem the Bikou Clan cause you did nothing but bring shame to our name. But hey, I'll use these techniques of yours to actually show the world you had some kind of power, even if you poorly used it cause you didn't know what you had." Clearing his mind, he didn't want to focus on his family, let alone the memories of people who no longer lived anymore, let alone had been in his life. Standing up, he dusted himself off, the scrolls back in his holster, his hands slipping into his pockets as he kept to the shadows of the shade, walking around the academy grounds. Only thing he wanted to do was get his headband, get the Genin rank, an be on his way back home, to sleep an train, to obtain what shall be his an to prove what his family couldn't do. Cracking his neck, the male took a deep breath, calming his heart an body, keeping his mind at ease. Not sure how long he had left here, staying in the shade, he kept walking around, just drifting off into his mind, awaiting for the time he could leave an go back home, the only place he felt like being then stuck around other people who probably didn't have much of a reason to even leave their home, let alone their village. Cracking his neck once more, he sighed, wanting to hurry up an leave, to get stronger, not be here.
No longer sure what time was now, even with the sun being out, Kyojuro looked around, wondering how much longer till the time of day went to night. Back home in hidden Void, it was always night time, it never had a spec of light, complete darkness, complete silence most of the time with everyone doing their own thing in the shadows. Kyo sighed softly, letting the cool breeze hit his skin, letting it cool off his body from the feeling of daytime heat. Everyone else seemed to be either ok with it, or just dealing with it an not letting it bother them a bit, which to each their own way. Letting the hood slide down the back of his neck, he felt the breeze flow against his hair, letting out a soft chuckle while relaxing a little, trying to make the best of what he could with everything that was going on around him. For the time being, he was going to just watch people, to examine how others acted, spoke, their body movements, try to understand how others thought an moved. Wasn't much longer that a strange sound would slowly be heard coming from his body, mostly from the torso, waist location at it got louder. Hunger, which was a normal thing to encounter, seeing as how the last meal eaten for him was a few days ago, not much but bread an some meat from a rabbit. Scratching the back of his head, the male sighed, looking around, trying to figure out where he could go an find some food, let alone just obtain it for free, since at the current moment, he didn't even carry a wallet on him. "Of all things to happen, the hunger is the first to make an appearance today over everything else huh, guess next meal might have to be a little more on the heavy side an contain more meat then bread. Let's see if maybe I can find something to eat, since there really isn't much to do out here currently." Yawning lightly an softly, Kyojuro started to sway on his path, moving differently from normal, guess the hunger was getting to him, especially since it caused a lack of sleep an rest for him as well. Stretching his back, his shoulders ended up popping, the pressure going away as he sighed in relief, Now for the time being, he was going to search, look around for something to eat, let alone a way to keep from having to deal with others an have something called a conversation with them, something he wasn't used to doing, unless he was alone an talking to himself that is. Kyo lightly smiled, something which was rare for him, cause he didn't really know what it meant to smile, to be happy, nor did he really care for it either. Taking a deep breath, he looked around as he yawned, only for his body to get more sluggish an weak. Feeling his body getting a bit more heavy, he started to topple over, swaying back an forth upon his heels, spinning slowly before taking a drop into some bushes, back first, hitting the ground. The impact an force from the drop wasn't much, but loud enough to be heard depending on who was around an was listening as well. Placing a hand over his stomach, he sighed, trying to see how long the current stomach pain was going to last, an if it was going to keep getting his way on finding his way to get some kind of food. "Of course, you'd end up getting sluggish from not eating everyday fool, this is why I told you to stock up an have something for emergency, but you never listen, even to yourself fool." Rubbing his stomach, he let out a deep breath, closing his eyes, wondering when he was going to get back up an continue on with his search for food, an probably a way to keep food stocked up for himself as well. Yawning some more, he started to slow his breathing, wondering if the stomach pain would go away if he was to get some sleep, maybe see if that would allow him to keep himself stable for a little while longer till he had something to eat an keep in his stomach for the next meal, whenever he would be able to have that as well. First day out of the village, nothing but regret. ◢
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Isis Akasun Academy Student[x][x][x][x]Hidden Sand [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 08 ) | STR: ( 02 ) | DEF: ( 03 ) INT: ( 10 ) | RSV: ( 03 ) | SPR: ( 04 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 06 ) | RACT: ( 07 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ The young frail princess of the Village hidden in Sand, slowly strolled into the Academy through the main gates, her pale red gaze slowly passing along the future shinobi that she passed as she stepped forwards, the quick flash of an icy expression immediately being forced into hiding as a newly appointed worried response spreads it's way across her facial features. Her pale red eyes glancing left and right as she makes her way towards the main Academy building, only to veer off towards the side of the building and one of the many locations that these future shinobi would train themselves the assorted tricks and techniques that all Shinobi were expected to learn before exiting into the great big wide world that was the land of the Shinobi outside the Academy. A soft sigh suddenly escaping her lips, as she slowly strolls along while looking for anyone that might look even a tad bit interesting. Sadly of course, she was not coming across a single interesting shinobi on the outside of the Academy. With the thoughts of entering into the Academy itself crossing her mind, she would suddenly notice a darkly dressed and white haired shinobi who appeared to have just finished up some sort of training and begun walking back towards the Academy itself. Of course upon closer examination, she noticed that they were holding their stomach and staggering about instead of walking like a normal person. Her own silver haired eyebrow raising slightly as she stops in her tracks and continues to observe the male, watching him actually practically throw himself into a bush on the side of the path and not emerge at all afterwards.
Isis immediately begins moving forwards at a slow and rather stealthy pace, keeping her eyes on the exact spot that the white haired male had fallen into the bushes, up until she could hear the low grumble of a starved stomach coming from the bushes themselves. At that, Isis immediately raises a slender hand to her lips and represses a sudden giggle the minute she had connected the dots to what the rumbling sound was that she had heard. The guy was starved? Was he training all day or something? Hard worker or something? ******** weirdo, really. Well what the hell, at least they had grabbed her attention better than the other shinobi that had been moving about on the outer grounds of the Academy. Her pale red gaze snapped back and forth momentarily as she looked around, before quickly dashing off to the side and sliding to a halt at a protruding corner of the academy where some benches were set. There were future shinobi set upon the benches with a lunch box between them, freshly opened and only a single sandwich having been removed from the box. The owner was clearly offering it to their friend who did not appear to have anything to eat. "Perfect.." She says, as her mostly childish appearance slowly darkened with an intent that was clearly something more bloodthirsty, akin to the early expressions that were harbored by her missing Father, Crius Akasun.
Isis immediately dropped her left hand to the hilt of the wakizashi at her waist, immediately drawing the blade from it's sheath and then dashing forwards without a second thought. Her right hand flicking a string of invisible chakra upwards and lashing it over the side of the building, snagging on a piece of roof tiling while the end of the line curled it's way around the throat of the furthest of two Academy Students. While their eyes widened in surprise as they noticed something winding around their throat, their only reaction to grab hold of it and attempt to tug it away. Isis spun the wakizashi in her hand and immediately plunged the weapon into the underarm of their academy student that had their back to her, who had just begun to lean forwards in a panic and attempt to figure out what was wrong with their friend. Isis grin's wickedly as she draws her right hand backwards and yanks the entangled female academy student upwards by her throat, while the one she had just plunged her weapon into releases a short yelp and crumples tot he ground upon the bench they were sitting upon. A second tug of the chakra string, would cause the flailing shinobi that was strung up by their neck to fly tot he side and slam into the wall of the building, more specifically the wall directly beside the window to the classroom that with a momentary glance, there was a female with striking lavender hair sitting and looking out the exact window in question. As the academy student hits the wall, their neck snaps in an instant and Isis releases the string of chakra, causing them to crumple to the ground right in front of the window. Meanwhile, she casually leans down and drags her weapon from the torso of the other student, cleaning the blade on his clothing before sliding it back into the sheath at her waist and snagging the lunchbox from the bench. As she closes it, she turns her pale red eyes in the direction of the window and gives a slow deliberate wink at the lavender haired female on the other side followed by a similarly slow wave goodbye, before she turns and heads back to where she had found that starved male from earlier.
Isis immediately makes her way back to where she had found that starved Academy Student that had fallen into a bush, her pale red gaze scanning over the area until she spotted the indentation of someone that had fallen. Carefully strolling her way over, she would squeeze her way through the small bush until she was standing over the male on the ground, immediately she would kneel down over the male and set the lunch box directly upon the growling stomach of the white haired guy. "Got you some lunch, Oniisan. How about you make that monster in your stomach shush it's big growling mouth, and enjoy a nice home made sandwich!" Isis says with a wide friendly smile forming across her lips, while she opens the clasps of the lunch box she had placed upon the white haired male. The slight glisten of splattered blood on the side of the lunch box as well as the inside of the lid would be easily noticeable if someone was keeping a good attention to what was in front of them, of course Isis did not react at all to it being there. It was just a few droplets after all, who the ******** cares? She continued to smile kindly down at the male in below her as she plucked a sandwich of her own out of the case and brought it up to her lips for a quick light nibble. An action that would plainly show the lack of poisoning in the case itself, but who knows in the end. Maybe it was all a rouse and she was trying to add another to her number of Academy Student casualties. "I will eat them all if you do not hurry up, Oniisan. There is not many other places to get food around here, and these are exceptionally fresh! I just got them after all." She says before taking another bite of the sandwich held between her slender pale fingers, while her pale red eyes remained fixated upon the male laying on the ground before her. If she was lucky they would become a useful tool for her in the future, if they were dependable they may even be considered an ally. It took a lot to be an ally, everyone was expected to hold their weight in her eyes, just like what her Father had taught her while she was growing up.
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Gateway Bunny
The Sinister 'Younger Sister' Appears
Ryuu Sanada
An Unfortunate Encounter: The Villain Appears!
Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2021 7:37 pm
◤Ќyojuro Bikou◢
◤Rank: Academy Student◢◤Village: Hidden Void◢◤Charka Level: 500◢◤Headband: ???◢
◤ It wasn't really that long of a rest for the male, seeing as how he could hear footsteps, an had a lingering scent on the tip of his nose as well. Letting out a deep breath, he slowly opened his eyes, looking around for a moment, coming to a stop upon seeing what looked like a silver haired child emerging from the other side of the bushes. Blinking for a moment, the male raised an eyebrow some, wondering about what kind of situation he was going to be entering into now. Watching as she was now making her way towards him, his eyes followed her, shifting to the object now being placed on his stomach, as he was knelling over him, with what looked like a innocent smile upon her face. Confused, he let out a deep breath, hearing her words, slowly shifting upwards against the base of the tree. "Not much of a monster in my stomach, coming from someone with the scent of blood an sand mixed together." Watching as she undid the hinges, an flipped the lid over slowly, he noticed some blood splatters on the side, blinking upon the removal of a half sandwich, to a nibble taken. Blood, Innocent smile, red eyes, silverish white hair, scent of sand, who knew that Vampire's could come out during the day, let alone be out in the sun. Scratching the back of his head lightly, he watched the pale little fingers move softly around the bread to grasp it, only to disappear between tiny lips. Cracking his neck, he quickly grabbed a sandwich, watching her little red eyes with his, bringing the food to his lips, taking a quick bite with a few chews an swallow. The taste was odd, an it was missing a few ingredient, but for now, it was something to fill up his stomach with. "I bet these are fresh, guess you got lucky an got a two for one deal huh little Vamp." Letting out a deep breath, he sighed, finishing the first part of the sandwich, quickly taking another one, pushing the box towards her, letting her have the last half. Few bites later, the other half was finished as he softly wiped the crumbs from his lips, looking at her still with a blank expression upon his face, which was normal, seeing as he didn't trust her, not yet.
Yawning a little now, the stomach having something inside now, the male looked at the young girl, wondering if she was who he thought she was, especially with the scent an appearance as well. Scratching the side of his head softly, Kyo looked towards the sun, wondering what he was going to do now, before looking back down at her with a confused look upon his face. "Well thanks for the food, now if you don't mind, Tell me young lady, what's your name." Letting out another yawn, the male cracked his neck, waiting for a moment before pulling himself out of the position he was in, only to let out a deep breath upon seeing what looked like a teacher with headbands on some kind of holster. Soft smile seen on his face, soon faded as he dashed towards them, quickly grabbing the item, slipping it into his pocket, looking back towards the bushes he was just in. "Lil Vamp, you can find me over in the Hidden Void, I collected what I needed, so if you wish to continue this little chat, then locate me over there if you wish tiny human." Placing his hands inside of his pockets, he let out a deep breath, quickly making his way towards the exit, as soon as he could locate it. It was nice to converse with a human, or a creature of the night, he didn't know which, just a suspicion that young lady, child, was of some importance to him in a way. Bringing a smile to his face, then removing it, he knew something was going to happen, an it was going to bring change to the world in some shape, which was going to be entertaining. Kyo made his way to the exit, looking an leaving the academy behind him, charging towards the exit an area he was in, looking for the door, gate, the way out of here so he could make it back to his home, back to his village, seeing as now he was going to be of the Genin Rank.
Exit to Hidden Void◢
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A chill ran down Raelyn's back as it felt like a long, creepy look as given her, though as she looked up there wasn't anyone looking her over in any way that justified the feeling. Her gaze falling on the small wyvern on the desk in front of the girl beside her. The lovely swordswoman reluctantly greets the young Sanada after a few demanding snorts and grunts from the cute creature, "Pleasure to meet you, Doragon, Taimat. My bad; Tai." She gives a slight bow in response, "I am Sanada, Raelyn." Raelyn smiles to her new acquaintance, and her small wyvern. "Does your friend have a name?" Her soft eyes resting on the smaller creature and even offers a finger to rub its chin softly if she is allowed to do so. The other quickly filling in the rosters of the class did not escape the notice of the Sanada.
The class was still a buzz with action, a mind-numbing amount of it as students continued to enter as well as a male referring to himself as the teacher, but as lessons furthered to be furthered... Realyn's eyes glance out the window once more this time she sees a small, cute girl approaching a couple of other students about to be having lunch... What happened next was a flurry of events that made the girl's stomach roll. 'Didn't Mom tell me about a clan that used chakra strings?' Her body reacting well before her mind, "Tai-chan, we have to stop her.." The young Sanada's hand moved to the window, forcing it open, before recklessly leaping from it. Gracefully nailing the landing like a cat, Raelyn made her way to the two students first to see if they could still be saved... but of course they were dead from the sudden attack of the smaller girl. An anger builds up in her chest, causing the young woman to storm off in the direction that Isis had walked off. She didn't even check to see if her classmate, Taimat, had decided to follow her or not.
When the Sanada girl catches up to the girl, she is having her stolen lunch with a strange older man... which was rather creepy in itself. He reminded her of that red, haired woman in the classroom... too old to be in academy, or to be having a casual lunch with the little psychopath. The large broadsword finding itself in Raelyn's hand and the tip stabbed into the ground as her left-hand points to the silverish haired little girl, "You killed them... like it was nothing... like they were nothing. Little monster!" She draws the weapon from the ground and flourishes it in a single hand, "You need to come with me and answer for their lives. I will not allow someone so callous to prey on the innocent." Mentally the Sanada was taken a back at how much it would have sounded like her grandfather, and simply smirked as she enjoyed the thought. Raelyn wordlessly staring at the duo waiting for the small girl, and her likely accomplice, to give themselves over willingly to her. Afterall, it would be better to turn them in alive, so that they may be properly punished for their crimes... though the male's only known crime at the time was being kinda creepily old to be hanging out with a young school girl... psychopath or not. It would seem that the older man was leaving though, by the time she reached the pair. He spoke of meeting the small girl in Hidden Void... if she wished to continue their talks. Should she... continue after him next? No.. his only crime was being older, and creepier, than her actual target. It left the small Akasun and the Uchiha there alone together.
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