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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:20 pm
The edges of Shinichi's mouth upturned into a snarl when the kid cut off on thinking about his question. "You have the all the facts, boy," Shinichi growled, but went on calmly, "Every shinobi needs a dose of curiosity. If during a mission you don't investigate that strange occurrence, it could mean your death. So, pay attention to what happens around you, even if they are just annoying humans." Karite's body looked toned enough for a kid three days into his education. What they really needed to work on was his mind, since shinobi were not brainless murderers, no matter what was suggested by their brain dead Orochi enemies. One could train the body until it bested every man, but he wasn't marketable as a ninja until he proved to be more than the three spear men the lord could have hired instead. Bah, at least the kid wasn't lazy. Shinichi jumped like a cat to his feet and motioned for Karite to join him over by an overhanging iron bar, about 2 metres off the ground. The ANBU's giant, though scrawny frame, just barely missed hitting the bar. "Three pull ups!" he barked, upturning an hourglass on one of the desks. Grey, grainy sand trickled into the bottom half with the patience of a mad bull after seeing red and smelling an enemy.
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble
DC: 16
Train: 1/1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test Karite's muscles
1d20 + Strength
DC: 12
Train: 3/3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means Karite needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Karite The Reaper rolled 6 20-sided dice:
2, 11, 7, 2, 16, 1
Total: 39 (6-120)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 7:30 pm
(Rolling many cause of Glitch)
Karite was not sure what this man wanted from him but it didn't matter. Any form of training was welcomed and he would do it without complaint. As he walked up to the bar it seemed a little tall and his muscles were still a little tight from the cold weather. He knew better then try anything to drastic without warming himself up first. He wasn't about to say that to this guy. "Ok GUY. I will remember that down the road." Shaking his green hair Karite locked his gray eyes on the target. Bending down he could feel his muscles contracting and then it happened. His thighs locked and he feel to the ground. Trying not to show any pain he flared his nostrils and breathed it out. What did this guy want him to prove.
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble [3]
DC: 16
Train: /1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test Karite's muscles
1d20 + Strength [2]
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means Karite needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 8:04 pm
"Too big for your britches, brat?" Shinichi taunted as he tapped the hourglass increasingly faster. He resisted the urge to crack a smile at the irony of that statement, as the boy seemed to fit into nothing but his pants. So Karite wanted to hardened his muscles by exposing them to cold? With the grace that could sneak up on a pack of panthers, he bounded to the academy entrance in one step and kicked open the door, thereby letting in the chill. No one would be getting frostbite, but it might be that much tougher to perform physical tests. "Tick tock, time's running. Boy, you don't want to score lower than everyone else," he said, now twisting the head of the timing device so that the sands dashed down at a greater rate than ever.
Roll 1d20 + Sense and DC: 10 to resist Shinichi's taunts with next post. If Karite succeeds, +2 to the other roll on that post. If not, -2.
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Karite The Reaper rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 10:02 pm
"To fat for yours old man?" It seemed this man and Karite have formed a relationship on insults. It would be interesting to see how this panned out. The man looked like he could make another good scar on Karite's other shoulder. Standing up and brushing of his bum Karite let no pain stop him as he hopped up and manage to firmly hold his place. "You were saying there pretty boy?" Karite said mocking the man. He had tried to scare him but Karite had iron will and determination. Most of all though he had heart. That didnt stop his body from screaming from every possible muscle in his entire body.
1d20[9] + Sense [2]
DC: 10 to resist Shinichi's taunts with next post. If Karite succeeds, +2 to the other roll on that post. If not, -2.
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble [3]
DC: 16
Train: 1/1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test Karite's muscles
1d20 + Strength [2]
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means Karite needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 6:52 am
Karite was soon going to pay for his words. As his forearms began to scream retracting every fiber of muscles snapping around his bound like anacondas on the hunt. His fingers began to peel off the bar till he dropped to the floor. The clatter of his half naked body and jewelry hit the floor. Silencing any mutter of pain. Karite looked at the man as he stood up again. Looking at the hour glass it seemed this task was not so easy for the boy with the speed of a lion and the strength of a rabbit. Realizing he had left his Jo on the grounds he could not simply flip the hour glass over again. So he would have to work harder.
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble [3]
DC: 16
Train: 1/1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test Karite's muscles
1d20 + Strength [2]
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means Karite needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Katz the Nine Lives rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 7:59 am
Shisei continued to make a mad dash for the academy door. There were in sight. He was almost there and probably making a record time arriving to school at such a rapid pace. Sun colored orbs only saw the doors burst open as if the school was waiting to welcome him inside. The inertia and acceleration stopped hastily, the serpent frame wanting to follow behind the rest of his momentum. It was not to be. The light body stopped and hit the ground as if some person smashed him with a baseball at the back of his neck. When the small snake turned he saw that his leg was ankle deep in some type of animal trap. “What the hell?” his mind began to wonder. The villagers weren’t wasting anytime apparently. They got his door this morning and now had traps constructed. Quite devious. The chalk skinned child hastily and using a lot of force pulled his leg out of the hole. This only made some sticks jab into his ankle. Fanged lips made a slight grunt. Well this was a great day. Silly Raikens, bugs and now traps. The person who built this trap was going to lose the tendons in their ankles for this injustice. For now Shisei would shrug it off. His ankle didn’t hurt much and fortunately the foot with bandages had fallen into the trap. A minor adjustment to the bandages and pulling down the rest of the pants leg on that side would suffice till later today. His body walked with caution into the academy. He gave the outside one more look to see if any perpetrators were around. None. Just a broken trap and small pints of blood.
The cold air was not as effective as it was earlier in the morning. Still the serpent youth would feel some of the harsh cold. The half mile dash in less than ten minutes was enough to make the child weary. He went through the village with their cautious eyes and passed the playground with the group of children. He almost knocked some fruit out of Brassa’s arm. Fortunately Shisei still kept up his speed. Next time he journeyed to the playground he’d have to apologize to the weird speaking boy. For now the snake youth would have to play the good student, as much as he desired not to. Only two of hours of sleep still kept violet dreads on the cranky aspect of things. For once he wished class was canceled.
The small frame entered into the room to find something he was not expecting. First thing was that there were only two people. A student, a baby and a man with hair similar to the molten streams that would quietly seep from a volcano. This hair was wrapped into a ponytail that moved like a winding current down to his neck. His eyes were an intense emerald. Not the bright type of intense, but a quiet dull type. One that even though they seemed unexciting they were like the calm before a devious storm. The rest of his russet colored skin was rough like a mountain. His skin had all types of small scratches and claw marks upon them. He wore a uniform similar to the one Ms. Yuki had the night of the mission. Which meant… Shisei already did not like the man. They may have been a few reasons for this, the most annoying about this man were the blood stains on his clothes and the blood colored hair. Both red.
Amber orbs lowered slightly and changed attention to the other two people in the room. One was basically a newborn who had similar traits to Shisei. “Ms. Yuki’s child? Then there is another left. Why is the child with this man?”. The initial shock of the child fled quickly as the little girl’s lungs filled the room with crying. Shisei flinched slightly at the sound. What an annoying sound. Yet who could blame child? With Gawain all pattered in blood from probably slaying a green knight, any infant would scream in terror.
Before walking over to the older man, serpent eyes made a glance at the newly staff wielder. Today he was staff-less and also sporting fewer clothes. It seemed Karite’s attire kept dwindling with every encounter. Soon he would only be in his unmentionables. Shisei watched as the lionheart fell to floor, not being able to hold on to the bar. The snake youth shook his head slightly. “So brash…” his mind thought. Whatever it was that the older boy was doing Shisei would soon figure out. For now his attention went back to the man. Both feet made him walk to man fearlessly. "Where is Yuki-sensei or the teacher of this class?” the child viper questioned, folding his arms across his chest.
Foot Trap
d20+ 2 Detect +[3 Int.]= 14
DC: 20
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 1:39 pm
Karite's body was shaking to intensely right now as all his muscles were stretching and pulling on their own accord. It looked bleak for the kid now. The only time he gets on the bar is own body will not cooperate with him.There had to be some way for his body to work with him instead of against him. Nothing was seeping in through those dark green locks of hair. As all hope seemed lost though none other then Karite's very own rival walks into the door, Orochi Shisei. They both had been on the island for about the same amount of time and had a ran in with the most vile person on the island, Tanu. They were already running for top students in the academy. He was skilled and very determined, but Karite was as well. "Where is Yuki-sensei or the teacher of this class?” The snake boy asked as he walked in. It was a funny question but it was all so simple. "Misses Yuki isn't here and if she isn't the man standing before you has to be the teacher. I thought you were smarter then that Shisei." Karite spoke through gritted teeth. As he tried to chuckle it didn't come out as much of anything other then heavy breathing. Every muscle he needed right now seemed to be in retaliation. They had wound them self so tight in the cold that now it seemed they wouldn't work properly no matter what he tried. Pushing through was all he could do though. He would not give this man the satisfaction of knowing he got the better of him.
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble [3]
DC: 16
Train: 1/1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test Karite's muscles
1d20 + Strength [2]
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means Karite needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 2:11 pm
The comment made Shisei slightly curl the features on his face. People today just wanted to test his intelligence and patience today. The face returned to its emotionless style as gold orbs turned to Karite. The boy was heaving as if someone socked him in the stomach. One eye pivoted slightly to person painted in blood splotches. To the snake youth this man could hardly be called a teacher. Where is the rest of the class? Also why would a teacher be covered in blood. Was there no cleanliness? The snake child moved away from the man who was trying to control the baby. “I fail to see why a teacher would be covered in blood. I would think a teacher would know how to take a shower. Feh. Whatever.”
The serpent eyes glanced at Karite’s body, an hourglass of sand and the bar. There probably was some sort of time limit. Shisei decided to try and follow his emerald haired reaper’s advice and use his head a bit. “I guess we’re supposed to do this until the rest of the students enter the academy? Or is it until the hour glass runs out? How many do we need to do?”
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 4:22 pm
{Sorry for the bad posts..I've been busy}
The gray eyes looked towards the academy, another yawn forcing its way out of her mouth. Serena could fall asleep at any moment, but she was awake enough to come to school. Before she stepped up to the building, though, she noticed a broken pit. It seemed to be some sort of trap...and someone had fallen through it. She carefully stepped past it, but ended up tripping over it a bit anyways. The Raiken walked through the hallway until she reached the door she was supposed to enter,and slipped in quietly. She was too unfocused to see anyone else, though, and just sat in a desk and laid her head down. Hopefully the teacher would wake her up when and if class started.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 5:34 pm
Izumi, long hair bouncing behind her as she made her way towards the single storied building, wondered what it would be like inside this building. This would be the first place she would be coming to in this village and hoped it was full of decent people just like the man she'd met only minutes before at the beach. Upon entering the building there seemed to only be two class rooms. She chanced herself and walked though the door to the right. Inside there seemed to be an already decently populated class room. She took notice of the sounds of a child and smiled. Izumi entered and searched for what would be the teacher. Her eyes were almost instantly drawn to a peculiar looking child with black hair and strange eyes. She'd never come across this particular look before...But it mattered little to her as she looked about to find another girl in the room with her head down. Her hair was pulled up, yet she held bangs before her face. She couldn't see what the girl looked like at the moment because of the way she had her head down, but it mattered not to the Meho girl as she ventured a bit further into the class.She took notice of the bamboo desks and how a student was working on pull-ups. She wondered if she could perhaps try them as well? It certainly would be something fun to do!
She hadn't been able to do anything in the boat she had landed on this village in. Other than sit and watch the flow of water beneath her. She'd found that at different places above the water, where fish pooled, the ripples were slightly fun to watch. Though that might have just been the complete bordom she had been experiencing. But she never once regreted not hating or disliking her parents and clan for sending her adrift into the waters. She was sure that they had done something in good will for her, and not just to get rid of her. This was what she told herself anyways. Izumi hoped her experience here would be a much better one. Her bare feet made no noise as she crossed to the desk that held a man. Her blue mini skirt seemed to make no movement, as the beads she wore over her midsection from a broach on her shirt jingled ever so slightly. One could feel a more native vibe from this gentle looking girl than anything else. She stood before the only adult in the classroom with her head slightly down in embarrassment. "Um....pardon me....I was told this was the Academy...?" Her voice was a bit hesitant as she bowed deeply to him. A warm smile enveloped her pink gentle lips as she returned to a straightened position. She could only hope she had gotten the correct place.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 6:17 pm
((Azzy, since I doing body pains I am taking out hp))
Karite noticed everyone coming in but couldn't fight the pain. His muscles had so much lactic acid in them and they were frozen stiff for sleeping in the cold half naked like he was. Falling to the floor his body curled itself by its own will into a ball. The pain was causing his eyes to swell with tears. Letting out screams of pain Karite couldn't take much more of this before his body would rip itself apart. He had to warm up. His muscles were pulling against themselves on there own accord and he had no control. This feeling he had was the most painful feeling he has ever felt. There had to be something he could do to stop this feeling but now all he could do was stare at the fire in front of him to afraid to move for what it might bring at this point.
Hp:-2
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble [3]
DC: 16
Train: 1/1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test Karite's muscles
1d20 + Strength [2]
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means Karite needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 7:13 pm
The silver eyes that usually held a sign of confidence were now a painful gray. Both orbs shut and the tanned frame fell to the ground. Shisei just gazed at the prone teen. Was this supposed to be some type of joke? What would be the reason? Then the child let out a painful scream. The snake youth flinched slightly at the sound. Now there were two people bawling. “You need to wear more clothes in this type of weather.” Shisei slightly reprimanded. His voice also came out as if stating the obvious. The boy was shivering. The cold had probably gotten to him. The snake child had on long sleeves and a vest, yet he still felt the weather. Of course Karite had to feel the true harshness of it, showing more skin the clothing to the world. What did the emerald hair expect to happen? For someone who was taunting the dread head about his intelligence it was not too smart coming out without more clothing.
“Annoying…” the snake child muttered to himself and brushed his fingers through the purple hair. Then he pulled off his vest and tossed it over the prone form of the cub handler. Maybe that would give him slight warmth. The next move would be to tell the teacher. Shisei turned back around to find two other students. One was the sparkle eyes. Her eyes weren’t shinning brightly at the moment. She was out cold. Black hair covering all her facial features. Her endurance was finally diminished, but Shisei couldn’t blame her. He would like nothing better than to curl up on two desks at the moment. Sadly he was more determined to staying awake.
The other person, the cobra kid did not recognize. Another female with raven hair. This one though had a pair of light cerulean eyes that was brighter than any blue jay. The choice of color for her shirt was nothing that Shisei cared for. The gold orbs gave the female a full scan from the bottom up. Another person who did not know what foot wear was. Another person who did not know how to dress in the winter. Her frame had little clothing. A blue skirt that probably should be an inch longer for a girl her age. Glittering accessories that just wanted to attract attention. “Probably a jezebel…” the serpent youth thought. At least she had a good sense of wearing the purple crystal. That was about all that Shisei found important about her though. Like many other things in life, the snake child found this person to be inconsequential.
“Sensei. A student has fallen.” his voice spoke louder than normal, but still with its calmness. Too calm. It was as if this was a normal occurrence to Shisei.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 8:17 pm
[That'll work, Karite.]
A messy brunette dashed into the room, her feet covered with sandals so open many would consider them inappropriate for summer, as the footwear only consisted of a bottom pad and thin strings around the toes. "I saw blood on the snow!" Orika cried as she fumbled for balance and barely avoided crashing into a desk. The girl scanned the room for the poor soul who had fallen into her trap and foolishly ripped his ankle open instead of calling for help escaping. Or maybe that wasn't so dumb 'cause she would have done exactly the same. "Ooh, oooh! Are you okay, Shisei?" Orika whipped her head around in the snake boy's direction as a fistful of blood punched her nose. Whew! The girl comically wiped the imaginary sweat off her brow when she saw that Shisei wasn't too bad and that the real wound came from Shinichi-sensei. "I really meant to remove that contraption last night, but forgot cause there was so much to talk about with the Kage-sama gone and the Orochi gone and Aku-san gone and its just really, really exciting! Oh yeah, sorry about your ankle. Do you want a bandage?" she asked, cocking her head to one side for a brief second before moving onto the fearsome ANBU, "Ack, how'd you get hurt, Shinichi-sama? What's with all the blood? I thought you couldn't get hurt! Can I see the wound? Please, please, pleeeease?!" Orika made a dozen energetic bunny hops in front of the man, hands grasped together in an attempt to get the man to take off his shirt to show the marks of battle.
"You must eat nothing but jelly for your arms to be that weak," the man bickered. He appreciated how Karite refused to give up on an exercise meant to test upcoming genin. Of course, all the academy standards were much too low. If he had his way, students would be doing pull ups the first day of class. Had Shinichi not been an unemotional shinobi for his entire life, a cruel smirk would be forming on his lips right then. He was technically in charge of Shimagakure. Why not use that power to change his one thousand and one pet peeves? The thought barely left his subconscious before the remaining Orochi limped into the classroom and so rudely ignored the assassin. He only added fuel (and various toxins) to the fire by mentioning the name of Shinichi's long term enemy, Yuki. Only Karite's quick-witted intervention saved the boy from becoming the victim of Shinichi's famous short fuse. That was, until the Orochi snubbed the ANBU on not being clean enough.
In a blink of an eye, Shinichi seized Shisei by his odd, purple dreadlocks and hoisted him up until the boy's face was level with his own, above 6 feet high. "Moron! You sound like someone who sneers at everyone else for being idiots, when you're the fool they're all mocking!" Shinichi hissed, yanking the boy closer to his battle-torn face and away from the pedestal the snake child danced upon, "How smart of you to mess with someone who just came from a war. We fought Orochi. We hate Orochi. Did it ever occur to your peanut brain how the hell you're still alive in an entire community of cold, blood-thirsty shinobi? I spent all of last night keeping the mob from torching your place! If you aren't intelligent, at least be grateful!" The ANBU flung the boy towards a high-reaching bookshelf, just missing a maniacal girl who talked more than she breathed. "It's not my blood," he corrected, a ray of sunshine striking his granite heart when she rambled about his agility, "Shut up. Go take care of your boyfriend before he gets into real trouble."
Shinichi scanned the room for anything else that would prevent a peaceful class and landed his piercing grassy eyes on a sleeping girl. Already irritated by the three unbearably annoying kids he met before class even began, the man was in no mood to gently shake her awake. He snatched Ayumi, who was playing with her fabric tail, and set the baby gently on the lazy student's desk, right next to her ear. Shinichi's ginger eyebrows rose as he made the bird seal and blew a tiny fireball between Ayumi's spread legs. Predictably, she screamed and started to cry very, very loudly. Guffawing in his mind, but blank on the outside, he then turned to address a scantily clad girl, all her skin a prominent red from the outside chill. And... he was not aware that they made skirts that short. "I think these children are too young for what you have to offer," he replied in a deep manly voice, "But you'll find plenty of hungry customers at the bar." Shinichi pointed to a multi-colored building out a window.
The snob was speaking to him. The young man tore his attention from the hooker's chest for a brief (very brief) second to listen to Shisei. Oh, great. So Karite was a kid who trained too hard on too little strength. He would get along well with Sukotto. "You should know your limits, boy." Shinichi muttered, as he bent down to check Karite for injuries. The kid had screamed as if someone had chopped off a limp. The ANBU wondered what the boy's voice would sound if that really happened. Well, it wasn't impossible to satisfy his curiosity... No, no, the boy had too much ahead of him. "Shisei is correct; You should never train hard unless your body is ready or you'll tear something. Luckily, this isn't so bad." Shinichi took hold of Karite's arm and stretched them in a few directions until his blood circulated better. "Seemed like tough training that was both painful and exhaustive. Great!" Shinichi said, flipping the finished hourglass, loud enough for every kid in the class to hear, "There are bars all around the class. I want everyone to give me three pull ups in a row before the sands empty 10 times. Get started!"
-3 to all of Shisei's Tumble rolls for injuring yourself in the trap
+5 to everyone's first roll
Be sure to clearly indicate what you're rolling for and if it was a success.
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble
DC: 16
Train: /1
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test your muscles
1d20 + Strength
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means you needs to grab the bar and try again.
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Tategami Maya rolled 2 20-sided dice:
5, 11
Total: 16 (2-40)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 8:52 pm
Damn, but this building was still as intimidating as ever. With a low growl in her throat and looking like she had been torn apart by a low-gravity hurricane, Maya stood at the door to Shinichi's class and grinned when she heard the exercise. Pull ups...she had been able to do those easily when she was in academy. Ah...and there was Karite, already hurt. And he thought he could be Tategami...well, he'd have to be tougher than that, even if she had to train him herself until he was bone weary day in and day out. The thought made Maya smile - but only ever so slightly. Perhaps the boy wonder wouldn't be such a bad addition to the clan... then again, he would definitely have to be stronger. Maya reached up and tousled her hair - it was much longer than before, almost halfway down her back. Messy....she'd have to cut it soon. Maybe now? Why not? She had come here to cause trouble...with a chuckle, Maya reached into her pouch and pulled out her kunai. It still had flecks of blood on it, though now dry.
Tugging at the long strands of dirtiness (frickin' beast!), Maya studied the strands over her shoulder and began to cut through them at uneven intervals. She wasn't going for an even look - she was just going for shorter than it was now. A little above her shoulders seemed alright - of course, the hair behind her head would be longer than the one by her ears, only because of the way it would fall once Maya pushed it back again. Still, it would be shorter than it was now. Maya let the strands fall to the ground, cutting piece after piece and then shaking her head, loose strands joining their sliced brethren on the floor. Pushing them into a pile with her bare foot, Maya picked them up and threw them in a nearby garbage can. Twirling her kunai twice, she tucked it away, her deed done. She leaned against Baki, who sat regally next to her - and who was debating stretching out along the back of the classroom, since it was dry and there was no snow on the ground.
Maya wasn't deaf - she'd heard what the ANBU had said to the Orochi kid, and felt a strange, warped sense of protectiveness...probably because Seshiro hadn't been a bad guy, but the evil man before her had labeled him as such. Then again, he'd left...Maya's low growls and glares at Shinichi were easily read - she did not approve of his habit of picking on students who didn't like him, herself included. Because she was sure that pretty soon, even though it was kind of her fault for coming into the classroom, the ANBU would turn his attention to her and make her miserable - like he always did.
Oh-My-God-Scary-Lion-Girl!
5 + Intimidate[12] -> 17
Special: If Sense check fails, -1 to your second roll.
Baki shook his heavy mane once they stood indoors, licking his nose and scratching an itch on his stomach. Lots of little buggers in here...including the boy-wonder and an Orochi child. Baki's low growls filled the classroom, and his golden eyes were easy to read, just like Maya's face - however, his glare was directed towards the boy who was a clan member of their most recent opponents. A spy? Definitely a snake, the lion decided, and looked to Maya for advice. Finding her locked in a glare with the evil red-haired one, Baki shook his head, though his growls did not lessen. He was, obviously, ignoring the rest of the people in the classroom. The ANBU would not be bothered by his growls, Baki was no more scary to that man than death was to the Grim Reaper, so he didn't care. However, the lion didn't think at all about the rest of the students...
Holy-God-A-Lion!
11 + Intimidate[15] -> 26
Special: If Sense check fails, -1 to your second roll.
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ViciousKira rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:18 pm
Izumi turned her bead-covered neck towards the sound of frantic running. A girl seemed to be hyper and it nearly started to rub off on Izumi before the man quickly put an end to it. Izumi watched with interest as he picked up the strange looking male and threw him into a bookshelf. Izumi twitched and the sight and wished to see if the boy was alright, but stayed her ground. Perhaps this place was just as her home island of Haha? Perhaps nothing more than war-loving people? The frail looking child watched as the man used the young baby for his own pleasure of scaring the sleeping girl. It pained Izumi to see such actions...But once more, she kept her silence and merely let her eyes wander about. That was, until he turned his sights on her. As he made his crude assumptions of her, she merely smiled gently to him and stood before him with an air of happiness. "Sir, there's no need for such actions. A child is only a child, no matter if he's five or fourteen. Children who are used to being around war, such as I'm sure this one has...I'm sure he wishes to no longer be treated like some common item to be thrown about a room like a hair band."
Her smile brightened ever further as she looked at the crimson haired man. "And using a baby as a tool isn't very nice either. The baby can't take care of herself, and I'm assuming she's not yours by the looks of it. Are you a usual child abuser?" The child's head tilted slightly in innocent curiosity. "Not to mention, falsly accusing a girl of being one to sell her body isn't a correct action either. To assume such things are just rude, Sir." She then raised her hand to her mouth in a bit of shock that she'd just told this gentlemen his actions were unjustified. "Please forgive my words. They are mere thoughts. Please, think nothing of them." She smiled once again and quickly made her way to one of the bars that stood in the room. She'd need to do three pull ups...? Perhaps the only rough spot she'd have is to grab the bar...She was going to have a bit of trouble grabbing the bar and keeping a hold on it. Her short stature seemed to be one that would cause her great injustice...Though she could touch the bar, being that it was only roughly a foot taller than she was, keeping her hands from slipping would be another thing all together. The girl sighed and touched the bar, preparing herself for the inevitable. At least she got her wish of trying this thing out.
Her hands clasped onto the bar as best she could, and attempted to lift her feet from the ground so that she could at least only be using her arm strength to hold her there. Her eyes were averted for a moment as a girl walked in. She looked to be...what seemed like smiling, but Izumi couldn't be sure. Then, sure as the sun was out durring the day, she began cutting her hair with a kunai. Soon enough she had tucked it away and went about her business, and seemed to be giving death glares to the teacher. The sounds the animal beside her were making the girl slightly uneasy, but nothing too bad. She was used to frightening things and didn't think too much of the animal. Truly, it was a magnificent creature to behold. She hadn't been so close up to this particular large cat before. A lion! Who'd of thought she'd be encountering beasts of this land so early. Izumi kept her position on the bar for only a few moments longer before realizing she still had things to do. While subconciously attempting to divert her gaze away from the large animal, she attempted to keep her hold on the bar for a few seconds longer before trying to gather her strength to pull herself up. Sadly, it didn't turn out as she planned and she fell to the ground roughly on her knees. She didn't wince in pain. Quite the contrary, with all the physical training she'd had back on Haha Island, she was used to being thrown around and beaten, so merely falling on her knees really felt like nothing more than bumping into a wall lightly.
+5 to first roll
Grab the Bar
1d20 + Tumble
DC: 16
Train: /1 [failness]
Pull Ups
A simple exercise to test your muscles
1d20 + Strength(3)
DC: 12
Train: /3
Special: Must be done in succession. Failure means you needs to grab the bar and try again.
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