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 Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:16 pm
NIGHT OF THE SAMURAI PART2
Tyson sat on the same cliff he had the other day when he met the samurai. But instead of watching the village he was watching the clouds. He hadn’t done that in a long time, not since he was a kid, but he couldn’t think about that he only had another hour before he had to check in with his team, since they still hadn’t left for the Chuunins. He was looking forward to competing but at this rate it might be another year before they happened, course it couldn’t really be helped. Orochimaru and his allies had stirred up a lot of trouble.
He sighed and looked at the scroll laying in his lap. The details he Had already planned out for the village he would one day create. He hadn’t told anyone but those two samurai about this dream of his, he hadn’t even had the chance to tell Tara. He twirled his pen a bit and tried to re-focus on what he was writing, he had already decided basics like size, guidelines, stuff like that. However he hadn’t decided things like what the village would be called or where it would be. That was a bit harder, so he decided to work on the village layout for the pre set size of the village. He jotted down notes about defenses, traps, and positions of buildings. Once he had gone through everything he could think of and had checked it over and was satisfied he rolled it up, slipping it into the back of his sash for safe keeping until he got back to camp.
He took one glance over the cliff, as his sword clicked out of it’s scabbard. He charged chakra into the blade and released in bursts as he swung it around. The chakra hit the ground at the foot of the cliff and seemed to etch a symbol into the ground. That looked basicly like a fang with a battered sort of outline. Tyson smirked as he looked at it and muttered one word, “perfect.”
He then looked back to the village as he sheathed his sword, “I’m coming Orochimaru, just wait, the days coming that your reign will end, I swear it.”
He glanced at sun position as he walked down the walkway and toward his team, “Damn I’m late.”
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 5:01 pm
Emotional Roller Coaster Part1
What a roller coaster, he’d been in the sound, then competed in the chuunins, and now he had been transferred to a Hidden Mist team. Wait the hidden mist uses water style jutsu’s right? This could be interesting, maybe he’d be able to learn something jutsu wise from his sensei and teammates.
Anguna had once said that he should learn cancel, “Maybe I should learn, there are quite a few handy jutsus out there. I’ve thought of plenty of other custom jutsus too.”Tyson said before digging through his belt pouch and pulling out his Howling Wail jutsu scroll.
He read it over a few times understanding it bit by bit. After a couple hours of reading and fixing his crossed eyes he knew what the jutsu was, now he just had to use it. It was a fairly high level jutsu about B-Rank, but mainly only because of the multiple effects.
Tyson adjusted the swords in his sash as he got up, looking into the distance. Seeing the water as the boat headed toward the mist, this was going to be a trip to remember. He’d received word that a team in Konoha had appeared with some openings and that Sorensuke had joined it. But he wasn’t going to jump ship now, literally or figuratively. He was going to be part of Team 07 positioned in the Hidden Mist. Sorensuke was back home in Konoha and that was how it was going to be.
“Maybe by the end of it I’ll have been everywhere. I started in the leaf, trained in the sound, competed in the chuunins in the shadow, and now I’m going to the mist, that’s four down.”Tyson said as he walked to the other side of the boat.
“Hey quit walking around, you’ll tip the boat.”The navigator yelled from the cabin where he was checking maps.
“I’m sitting, I’m sitting.”Tyson yelled back as he sat down, he’d been told about five times to sit still, that the boat was too small to be getting up and walking around especially if he leaned against the edges. The cabin didn’t count because it was built better and the captain and navigator were fairly small people.
He rummaged through his possessions he hadn’t shipped back to Konoha. He brought his village plans, that roll of silk he’d gotten, the bamboo chest plate, a small bag of leaves, his black cloak, the maps he’d gotten from that guy he fought, and whatever he had been carrying during the chuunins. He’d brought money and some rations too. Everything he wasn’t carrying on his person had been thrown into a sack, which Aca was currently guarding by laying on top of it as he slept.
Tyson sighed and laid back watching the clouds. He then started thinking of different jutsu’s. He decided to borrow a blank scroll from the ship and started writing down the jutsu’s he’d like to learn, including the custom ones he’d thought up and the rest of his clan’s jutsu’s. “Too bad I don’t have the Sharingan I could just copy most of these from opponents, then again I wouldn’t be able to use any of my clan moves if I was an Uchiha, even if I did face an Inuzuka, the Sharingan can’t copy clan techniques.”
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Well this is the next piece of fanfiction, part 2 will be up as soon as I type it out. I've been distracted with school so yea know that it's starting to get boring and less eventful I should be able to write more... hopefully.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 5:13 pm
((Wah?! Damned school, November I swear to you all on my missing-nin's head that I'll be able to focus and start writing more fanfiction, plus I've got like four people to write about now.))
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