The clone replaced the short sword onto the rack and grabbed a bo-staff and began to give it a quick testing twirl as it replied," I dont view them as weapons to take lives. I view them as a means to protect that which we hold dear. You see for every man even you I would wager has a cause which he will gladly die for. Even with his bare hands to the death if he must. My family started making weapons to give those that cannot protect themselves a means to do so. Not just shinobi but those that have been abused by shinobi. In truth though they do not help much, they give people the courage to stand up to those that abuse their power. Everyone should be able to defend what they love. " His head dropped as he spoke and once he finished speaking he replaced the bo-staff as he continued with a curt bow," Its a pleasure to make your acquaintance. As for why I approached you its because I did not recognize you. Which leads me to think that your not from here are you?" It was not a threat in any way nor was it intended to be simply a statement drawn from logic.
[I've fallen so far that to rise is inevitable.] [but to rise risks falling again and I don't know if I can]
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"That's a sentimental view on weapons." Samuru replied. He was never one to hold back on his view point and so he spoke up, not hiding his mind "Saying that a weapon is used to protect or defend is a half assed reason for picking one up. An attacker defends his right to take the life of his victim with a sword just as much as a victim defends his life from the attacker." walking forward and almost violating Myurai's personal space in the process, he took the broad sword from its rack, easily handling it like an extension of his arm "And how could your family judge who can or cannot protect themselves? Say someone was sold a weapon then killed a man who broke into their house with it. Normally, you'd that was right and just, yes? But what if that burglar was doing it to steal food for their starving family? By selling the weapon that then killed that man, the seller would be partially responsible for the resulting deaths of that man's family. In this case, the man who broke into the house was trying to save his family. The man that killed this man was defending his home. But in the end, more lives will die because of a knife or a sword used by a 'courageous' man or woman." he spun the sword, bending his wrist as he slowly worked. The way he moved....it was cautious, perhaps hesitant and he favored one side. His ribs were still aching and not fully healed, the bandages hidden under his clothes. As he moved the sword, his sleeve cuff would rise to reveal bruises along the top of his hand and wrist "And not only that, but isn't the man who bought the knife abusing its power? By using it to kill, he is giving it more power then otherwise it would have if it were going to be used, say, for bread cutting or whittling. He is abusing the strength he bought when he purchased that knife." letting the sword fall, Samuru looked at Myurai "A weapon is a weapon. No matter who's hands its in, it is created for a single purpose. And that is to end a life. Maybe not to kill, not fully or intentionally, but it will end something for that person. Maybe pride, confidence, strength...maybe it will even alter the path that person would have taken if he hadn't come into contact with that knife." turning and replacing the sword in its place, Samuru glanced at Myurai again "Courage comes not from taking up a weapon to end abuse or to start protecting. Courage comes from being able to take a weapon and know that you don't have to use it. And I'm not from around here. I'm a....curiosity. The Raikage has given me sanctuary here in exchange for my cooperation and any information I can give her. As well as a place to safely heal."
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[To be betrayed...it hurts] [To forgive and still love...that sweet agony will not leave me] [But I treasure that pain and wear it openly.]
"The school can only carry me so far, I must seek inward for my true potential."
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Kazurai stood a moment gazing upon Myurai's jutsu. Shortly after seeing Igarashi already attempting something that she must have had worked in her mind and now was trying to bring to life. Upon her changeing Renji into a clone of herself. Trying not to blush at the exact copy of her it was a bit hard to not look alittle excited at the thought of things. But quickly shaking the thought out of his mind remembering that it was her MALE pet cat counterpart.
Feeling a bit outdone, he slammed his palms on the ground causing a good bit of water to emerge under his hands, as the water flowed away from him water clones emerged, rising to a standing position gradually as they were summoned from the gentile wave. Eventually making a total of ten clones, each armed with a water sword in each hand. Kazurai still crouched down was not done yet. It wasn't anything new but Myurai has still yet to see it, as well as Igarashi. Grasping at the water below him he released the basin jutsu, while rising pulling a water sword out in each hand, yet these two were of finer quality as well had curved blades. Standing with each blade he jolted both swords with his raiton chakra causing his black lightning to consume the blades, jolting black and silver sparks of electricity off of them. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Passives: Black Lightning: Raiton techniques are black in color; slightly increasing their power, while reducing visibility.
Techniques Used:Water Clone x10, Water sword x10, Lightning current x2
The clone smiled a bit at Samuru's words he was an interesting man. The clone gave a small nod and a respectful hoomf before it replied," You sound just like my father It was his view that a weapon even the desire to have a weapon indicated the singular need for violence. Unfortunately what a man does with his weapon his his choice that is the price of freedom. I as a man cannot hold an entire population responsible for the actions of a single man. My mother had a different view of things, one I think you may respect. I suspect you to be a man of honor. Have you ever played Shogi? My mother said the whole world is in it. Any move can be the death of you, you can do anything accept remain where you started and cannot be sure of your end. None of us know our end really, or what hand may guide us there. A king may move a man, A father may claim a son, that man can also move himself. And only then does that man truly begin his own game. She told me to remember that howsoever you are played or by whom, your soul and your honor is in your keeping alone. Even though those who presume to play you be kings or kage or other men of power. When in the end you stand accountable for your final reckoning you cannot say that I was told by other to do thus, or that virtue and honor was not convenient at the time. This will not suffice." He took a deep breath as he continued hoping that it didnt sound like a lecture at this point," You see its my dream to become a Kage. To create a world were shinobi are not needed. Where violence isnt needed, where honor and virtue govern not strength of arms." He leaned back against the wall as he finished his reply.
[I've fallen so far that to rise is inevitable.] [but to rise risks falling again and I don't know if I can]
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Samuru's eyes narrowed, his face closing up in an icy mask. The emotion was unreadable "And that, I think, is where we will differ greatly. I can and do hold a community responsible for the actions of a few." his voice was almost as icy as his expression but with the heat of someone who would not turn from the path he was on "Honorable? No...I would not say that I am an honorable man. But I will do what is necessary to keep my life from becoming the lives of others." he didn't say anything about paths or ways. He'd left Konoha because he did not want to be a simple pawn, a weapon to be pointed and used to destroy lives. He would remain his own, throwing his loyalty to no one, pretending to do what others wanted. A little smile crept on his face "Perhaps I've already moved myself." tossing his head back a little, he took his glasses off and cleaned them, finishing his words "An ideal world is only possible when people take up a untied ideal...a united world." putting his glasses back on, Samuru lifted his head slightly, looking at Myurai with a....angry? Sad? Depressed? It was an expression that went deeper then his words, one that said he was not on the path he'd chosen by choice "That is a good goal. But a kage can only effect his village. He cannot change the world because he is bound by responsibility and accountability to his people." walking past Myurai, he flicked his fingers in a wiggle, as if saying good bye "And I would not be ruled by a man like that." there. It was said. Not as blatantly as saying 'I'm rogue' but enough that it was clear he was not part of any village...which meant he was rogue. Walking out, he stopped to look around the outside, a courtyard of sorts. He paused when he saw a group with a...Oh. That was a clone, then. Samuru turned fully to plainly watch the group, a girl with pink hair, Myurai and another boy with white hair. He'd never had the chance to train anyone, advancing rapidly from genin to chuunin to jounin, so he wondered what they were doing.
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[To be betrayed...it hurts] [To forgive and still love...that sweet agony will not leave me] [But I treasure that pain and wear it openly.]
Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 8:20 pm
Myurai Hattori
￥ Kumogakure ￥ Ninjutsu/Bloodline ￥ ￥ Suiton ￥ Fuuton ￥ ￥ Jounin (Oinin) ￥ Hyouton ￥ ￥ Ryo: 3500 ￥ AC:000019200￥ Chakra :485 ￥ ￥ Stamina : 325 ￥ When samuru left to head outside the dojo the clone exploded depositing the information into the real Myurai as he watched his shinobi train. First Igarashi to which he smiled and said," Good good. Now what do you intend to do with that jutsu, I wonder? " Turning to Kazurai he said," Your jutsu is also a very good combination. Both combining a change in chakra nature and form as well as working multiple elements at the same time. However." Just as Myurai finished his sentence he formed a seal with both his hands instead of his normal one. His eyes began to glow bright blue and his frosty chakra exploded off of him as he released a massive amount of chakra far more than was needed to accomplish his task (s rank). As he did so the clones he had created would freeze almost instantly into a rock solid hunk of ice. Letting his chakra dissipate he spoke once more," Dont forget the fundamentals when you begin to work on more complex ideas." Turning entirely around to face Samuru he called out," Your free to join us if you so please."
[I've fallen so far that to rise is inevitable.] [but to rise risks falling again and I don't know if I can]
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Watching the clone turn into ice for a few minutes and letting Myurai do whatever it was he was doing, Samuru was hesitant to join. For one, he didn't like crowds and, even if it wasn't really a crowd, it was more then the regular single companions he was used to. And for another, it was clear that they were in the middle of something....still. It was an opportunity to learn more about the creator of that clone "Very well." he approached the group, dipping his head in greeting to the other two, hands in the pockets of his dress jacket. He seemed heavily clothed for he climate, a hoody under a jacket and all over a long sleeved shirt but didn't appear overheated "What would I be joining?" he questioned, his wariness at becoming involved obvious as he crossed on leg at the ankle, foot tapping the dirt with the toe of his boot.
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[To be betrayed...it hurts] [To forgive and still love...that sweet agony will not leave me] [But I treasure that pain and wear it openly.]
Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 8:33 pm
Igarashi Nobu Yutakata-Oshi
~Kumogakure | Chunin | Katei no Neko | Class: Tamer/Taijutsu | Chakra 295/295 | Stamina: 245/245~
Smiling at what Myurai said to her she then got down on all fours Renji copying her. "Well hope you know you are on fire duty. So hope you are ready." Looking at the new guy she smiled and nodded a hello. She then looked at Renji as he was still a clone of her and they both nodded. They both started focusing their chakra together. Their bodies starting to form a aura around them. it was starting to heat up.
"The school can only carry me so far, I must seek inward for my true potential."
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Having one of his lightning clones land behind him announcing himself, Asking him how hes doing today. The clone responding afterwards "Id shake your hand but... well.." Letting his hand spark slightly showing what he was made of "You know how it is."
Kazurai gave a subtle bow towards him as well greeting him properly. Looking back to Myurai, "So how can I stand my clones or myself against a jutsu of that kind of calabur?" Realizing how dangerious ice can be to any of his stratagies, he got a cold shiver down his spine still feeling the chill of the ice that was still around him. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX OOC: (His lightning clones have been out for dozens of posts now lol)
Passives: Black Lightning: Raiton techniques are black in color; slightly increasing their power, while reducing visibility.
￥ Kumogakure ￥ Ninjutsu/Bloodline ￥ ￥ Suiton ￥ Fuuton ￥ ￥ Jounin (Oinin) ￥ Hyouton ￥ ￥ Ryo: 3500 ￥ AC:000019200￥ Chakra :485 ￥ ￥ Stamina : 325 ￥ Now they were getting somewhere, Myurai gave a quick acknowledgement of Igarishi's statement giving her the go ahead before turning to Samuru as he replied," Well for now Im supervising their training as well as informing Kazurai here of ninjutus theory. Feel free to chip in at any time if you wish." He turned his attention to Kazurai who posed a very good question as Myurai thought for a moment before he replied," Well against ice there isnt terribly much you can do with your particular elements. Igarashi would fair much better but you not so much. I suppose you could use the ice as a conductor for your electricity but the time it would take to do so would probably leave you at a distinct disadvantage because against someone like me that ice would simply be used against you. Your water would be frozen and your lighting blown away. To put it simply a shinobi like me is a shinobi with your elements worst nightmare. Your only real chance would be to use your water as a conductor and try to pass it though the ice as its frozen or ensure that you keep the momentum with you and overwhelm them with strong raiton. So my advice is to focus on getting something truly powerful into your jutsu arsenal or learn to use your enemies skills against them."
~Kumogakure | Chunin | Katei no Neko | Class: Tamer/Taijutsu | Chakra 295/295 | Stamina: 245/245~
Her and Renji's body started to heat up more and the aura became what looked like flames. They started to flicker and started to expand causing the nearby area to start to ignite. But she couldn't stop now she had to master this jutsu. Renji was still trying to go beyond that and she could sense he was going to over load. 'Chill out Renji one step at a time.' She had to keep him calm like she was trying to keep herself calm while doing this jutsu.
"The school can only carry me so far, I must seek inward for my true potential."
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Refusing to accept that he would be simply screwed against an ice user. Readying the kusarigama for use. Knowing his sensai was at the level he was, he wasn't too worried about hurting him. More so trying to proove himself. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Passives: Black Lightning: Raiton techniques are black in color; slightly increasing their power, while reducing visibility.
The Academy Dojo was much more extravagant that Airi would have originally thought. The flooring of where she entered was made of marble, and carved into the stone around her were the images of clouds. Trailing her fingers over the indentations, she was reminded that as of now she was considered a Cloud Ninja, her loyalty to Land of Lightning. The thought was almost laughable. Of all places Black could have been, it had to be an area known for its stormy weather. Hopefully the stay here would be short lived, and she could return to her village without having to suffer through rolling rain clouds and rumbling thunder. The mere thought made the girl tense and she barely suppressed a shudder as she walked forward again, easily finding a library filled with a myriad of scrolls. It didn't take her long before she found a section that was based solely on her lineage; the Oni Clan. Taking several, she say cross-legged on the floor, golden eyes pouring over the information. Her parents had not been there for her to teach her how to use her bloodline, and now she would take it upon herself to discover the talents. For a moment, the thought of those who had given birth to her caused her stomach to tighten, a feeling of nausea almost overwhelming before she pushed the thoughts and sensation down. There was no point in dwelling on that now. Now was a time for improving herself, of showing people just how much of a Bakemonoko she really could be. Reflecting on her nickname, a faint smile graced Airi's lips before it transformed into a smug smirk and she stood up with a renewed purpose.
Before completely beginning her training, she stopped to fill her gourd with water, then entered an area where she could practice without worry of causing damage to anything important. With her hand on the gourd, she closed her eyes to concentrate, and let her chakra flow freely from her fingers, into the water that she had just retrieved. Taking a small sip she wrinkled her nose for a moment. "Weak.." To make the liquor stronger, she pumped more chakra into the liquid and tasted it again, this time with a faint smile of satisfaction. "Better." With the sake prepared, the true training could begin. Lifting the gourd to her mouth, the young Oni took a swig and swished the mouthful once, twice, then spat, coating the area in front of her with what almost appeared to be a smoke screen. Upon inhaling though, it was clear to Airi that the particles of the liquor were still heavy in the air. Sake Souken [ Sake Creation ] & Sake Kiri no Jutsu [ Sake Mist Technique ] Learned!
Truly, what a shame to let the sake she had created go to waste. Upon having this thought, the girl took a sip solely for the purpose of consumption, enjoying the burning feeling of the alcohol as is traveled down her throat. Licking her lips, she got back to work. She poured a little of the liquid onto the floor and manipulated the small puddle until three clones were created. Three clones that were absolutely tiny and adorable, by no means intimidating. As Airi was only 4'9", the clones she had just created from the sake with incredibly miniature, only about one third of her height. "They're.. tiny?" Bending her knees, she examined one closely, and watched as the even smaller version of herself grinned impishly at her, dancing in place excitedly as it awaited its orders. Standing back up to full height, which of course wasn't all that much, the girl pointed in one direction authoritatively, and watched as the little clones of herself scattered excitedly to that direction. "Hehe.." An amused smile graced the girl's lips and she twirled her finger, watching as the little pets stumbled around in circles. Calling one closer to her, she plucked a strand of hair from her head and placed it on the crown of the pest's head. Shooing the little thing off, she continued going down the list of what she needed to learn. Sake Soeki no Jutsu [ Sake Pest Technique ] Learned!
Tipping the gourd slightly, Airi poured the alcohol over her arms, and clenched her hands into small fists. There was a dummy target made of straw not too far from where she was, she she ran at it, emitting a battle cry that was an odd mixture of intimidating and adorable. "Orrrraaaaaa!" Mixing her main element of Doton with her new technique, the punch to the dummy made a massive impact. Bits of straw flew in every direction as the dummy succumbed to her power. Grinning coyly, she clapped her hands together once, and noticed that the gloves were still there. From her reading she remembered that this technique was actually one that lasted quite a while. Bringing the gourd to her lips once more, she swished the liquid in her mouth and spewed forth a glob of alcohol, which coated the floor in a puddle. Summoning one of her pests, she had it walk over the puddle and watched with the faintest hint of surprise and arms rose from it and grabbed at the small clone, grabbing it in the most awkward of places. Stepping away from the puddle, the had the other pests come forward, and triggered the explosion that had been ready to go from the moment she placed the hair on top of the clone's head. The explosion was larger than she had been expecting, and forced her back quite a distance, though she managed to land gracefully on her feet. Sake-splosion ; Tebukuro no Sake [ Alcoholic Gloves ] ; Chinsui Mosaku no Jutsu [ Drunk Groping Technique ] Learned!
Once again, the girl brought the gourd to her mouth and repeated the process of swishing the sake in her cheeks to imbed her chakra in it, the spat. This was different from the first time, though. Instead of creating a screen of mist that covered the area, this technique was let out in short bursts, the alcohol solidifying in the air until they resembled small bullets. With that done, there was only one more move that she could learn currently, and she wasn't looking forward to it. Nevertheless, Airi drew in a deep breath and held it, gathering chakra into her upper toso. It then began to spread slowly to the rest of her body as she slowly exhaled. And behold! The petite thing changed, chakra stimulating her growth as she doubled in size. It was strange to be so much taller, but it wasn't horrible. For once she could actually see everything without having to strain herself. Sitting down, the ground rumbled slightly, and the young Oni decided she would try to rest for now, knowing that she had expelled a lot of chakra, and that the consequences of the technique she just used would leave her feeling even more nauseous than she had when she had been reading over the scrolls. Sake Tama no Jutsu [ Sake Bullet Technique ] & Shikon Hoppeta Kasei [ Purple Cheeked Growth ] Learned!
[I've fallen so far that to rise is inevitable.] [but to rise risks falling again and I don't know if I can]
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Samuru gave the clone a once over and took his hand anyways, giving it a firm shake. The spark traveled lazily from the clone's hand to his and disappeared along his wrist...without any effect. He arched an eyebrow at the clone then released the hand, turning his attention back to the group "I know how it is." he agreed, crossing his arms over his chest. Ninjutsu theory? Samuru resisted the urge to yawn If I remember that correctly, its all about using elements to your benefit. he frowned at Myurai's comments about raiton being weaker then ice...but it wasn't his place to argue with him. Yet. Turning, Samuru found a decent looking rock and plopped down on it, sitting cross legged on it "...technically, if you had a rod that could be superheated using the friction of the lightning, the ice could be melted enough to arc the lightning to the opponent." he commented, watching the spar "You'd need a weapon that can extend, of course." he shrugged a shoulder, not sure who he was talking to at this point. Myurai, the white haired boy's clone or himself.
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[To be betrayed...it hurts] [To forgive and still love...that sweet agony will not leave me] [But I treasure that pain and wear it openly.]
"The school can only carry me so far, I must seek inward for my true potential."
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Turning back to him. "But yea, I'm Kazurai, haven't seen you around before." XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Passives: Black Lightning: Raiton techniques are black in color; slightly increasing their power, while reducing visibility.
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