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 Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 6:49 pm
[I'm going by what the mods said.]
Akai shakes his head slowly, as he turns and begins walking away from his impaled opponent. With a sigh he was already down one weapon, of which he would need to make up for in the future. Perhaps he'll find a new one down the road, since his former was not too retrievable. Akai looks around slowly, trying to find something that would lead him to the mask he was looking for, though he was not coming up with anything. Shaking his head slowly, he continues walking soon deciding to turn around, and leave again since he could not find anything. He headed to the boat, boarding and heading to Hidden Tree.
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Mask of the Spotted One - Complete]
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2008 10:52 pm
Hidden Tree
Akai walks off the boat, and into Hidden Tree. Having tossed the empty sheath to his Daikatana off the side of the boat, after his previous fight. He did not have much motivation towards much of anything. Sighing he slowly walks through the village, his gray gaze looking around for a new weapon he could use. Of course, he had his Garian Tou, but what help would that be, if he entered a fight, that a real sword would need. Frowning, he slowly walked through the streets of this village, thankfully there were weapons to choose form everywhere. But what to choose? He had no idea. Slowly he stops walking, and then sits down on a bench of sorts. Perhaps something useful would cross his gaze, something that could help him in the long run. Sighing as he sees nothing, he ponders as to if he should just go try and learn a jutsu or something else even remotely useful for the upcoming exams. Though he could see nothing that might be helpful, Akai stood and began walking anyway, figuring something might just pop out at him, when he least expected it. Even though, he expected no such thing to happen, it was a small hope, so it did not matter, really. Frowning still, Akai slowly walks through this village again, keeping an eye on everything that was around him, just in case.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 7:42 am
Hidden Tree
Akai looks around slowly as he walks through Hidden Tree. His gray eyes locking on vendors, and Dojos alike, all of which could supply him with a new weapon, or teach him a new jutsu. Yet nothing was even remotely interesting to him. Frowning darkly, his mind turns dark for a moment, a twisted little rage forming the back of his mind. He turns, walking into a dojo and drawing the Garian Tou from his back. All those within the building he had entered, turn and raise an eyebrow, wondering what was going on. As soon as they had turned turned and looked at him. Akai smirks. The Bone-Mask forming across his features, though it only covered his right eye, and shadowed his face. The one eye that was covered, appeared darker then the other. Continuing to smirk that twisted smirk. Akai raises the Garian Tou and slashes it forward, the three blades whipping out, and cutting into the people inside, screams echoing out of the building as Akai slices each one into pieces with his blade. Turning and walking outside Akai chuckles darkly, as he turns back around and raises his weapon, slashing downwards. using the Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryū: Doryusen technique. An explosion of rocks and air erupts from the ground, pure chakra fueling it as it tears the buiding apart with a single wave. A few people behind the building, were also torn apart from this attack. Akai smirks, turning and sliding the bloodied blade back into it's sheath. "...Much better..." He says, as the bone-mask is absorbed back into his face. He continues walking down the street now, not speaking another word as people cower away from him in fear. Akai appears not to notice those that were fleeing away from him. He simply continues walking, stopping at a couple stalls to look at the weapons they held. Raising an eyebrow as he saw nothing interesting, he continued on his way. Soon, noticing a large dojo before him. "Perhaps... I'll have to go see of they will teach me something... Useful...." He says as he walks towards the door, then started inside, closing the door easily behind him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 8:19 am
Hidden Tree
Akai moves down a long hall way towards a light doorway in the distance. The sounds of swords clashing and grunts from physical fighting echoing down the hall. Akai grins, this was looking more promising then he had thought, this should be an easy way to gain skill and strength, walk in, fight through the ranks and kill every last one of them without concern for the consequences. Smirking, he steps inside, but sadly, there was only a small group of people standing in one room. "This is it? You cant be serious..." He says with a sigh as he walks forward, not even bothering to draw his Garian Tou form it's sheath. "None of you even look that strong..." He says, as they all stop what they were doing, and turn to glare at him. "The Proud and Naive are not allowed within this Dojo, leave now..." One man says, as he steps forward. Akai shakes his head slowly. "We'll see about that..." He says as a dark look comes across his eyes.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 12:21 pm
Hidden Tree
Akai ducks forward, dropping onto his hand and kicking the first angered attacker into the air with a single kick. Pushing himself upwards, he twists in the air and draws the Garian Tou from it's sheath. With a smirk he flicks the blade upwards, slashing into, and cutting in half the flailing enemy that was thrown into the air. As the two halves his the ground, Akai draws the Garian Tou back and then holds it in one hand, the other hand holding the blade so it masked most of his features from view. "Who'se next?" He asks, spinning the blade over his head, then slashing downwards to use Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryū: Doryusen technique, though in a weaker ability in order to just knock his opponents away, instead of killing them in this short range. "You're all weak...." He smirks, slashing and having his Garian Tou's three blades trail out, cutting deep gashes into his opponents. "I need a challenge..." He says with a sigh, as he walks forward, hoping to find more people on the other side of this door before him. Instead of opening the door, he reared his foot backwards and kicked the door open, though mainly shattering the door itself. Stepping through the remains, he smirks again, looking around at the next set of people through this room. "I hope you all, are much stronger then those in the room behind me..." He says, moans of pain could be heard behind him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 12:44 pm
Hidden Tree
Spinning in stance, Akai whips the three blades of his Garian Tou forward, as they flicker in speed and clash against the held blade of the first opponent to this room. "You cant just cut us down, this is for a learning experie—.." The man was saying, before being hit int he chest by a single palm. Akai had used his Garian Tou, as the distraction for the Dynamic Entry technique. Now, rapid punches and kicks knocked Akai's opponent away like a rag doll. Turning in stance, Akai leaps and uses the Leaf Rising Wind Technique, to kick the rag doll opponent into the wall. As he lands, he flicks his his Garian Tou forward, across the ground to have it cut the legs of his next opponent. He was going through these men too quickly. Perhaps he should play with them, before tearing them to shreds. Akai shrugs and continues moving. Kicking the last man away. It was odd, these rooms only had a small number of opponents. Maybe the more rooms, the more opponents will be in them. Cutting the final man up, before he even hits the wall, Akai walks forward and busts down the next door, and walks into a dimly lit, and rather large room. "Hmm...." He says, looking about the room slowly, unable to see much. "Good Evening... Pathetic shinobi..." A voice says from the darkness. "Are you prepared to fight, in total darkness?" The voice then says, before laughing as dark as the room around them. Even as the voice began to laugh, the doors lights were blocked by large doors. "There is no escape..." As odd as it was, the voice was feminine. "Bring it on... Fool.." He was fed up with what had happened in the two previous rooms, and needed a good challenge.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 6:58 pm
Hidden Tree
Using Gift of the Blind God, by making a couple swift hand signs, Akai grabs his Garian Tou from where he had leaned it beside him, and lifted it into the air. Since he could now not see, but using the Ascension Technique, combined with the Gift of the Blind God Technique, Akai should be able to sense his opponent rather easily. Moving at a swift pace, he rushes forward, the heartbeat of his opponent slowly nearing his ears as he had gotten closer. Smirking, he ducks low, then swings his Garian Tou at his opponent, the loud clash of metal against ore sounding and showing he knew where his opponent was. "Slow fool, I can hear your heart.. I know where you are by sound alone!" He exclaims, twisting and slashing with all three blades of his Garian Tou at his opponent. "Die slowly!" He demands, raising and slashing again, with his blade, all three crescent blades being slashed like a whip as the sound of flesh being torn could be heard. Akai smirks, moving forward and kicks upwards swiftly, knocking his stunned and wounded opponent backwards as he hears the crash of them hitting the wall behind them. "How... How am I losing... You cant see...." Clearly, this female was used to sudden attacks from different directions, as her opponent ran around slashing blindly in the darkness. "I can hear your breath..." He says with a smirk, as he rushes forward, slashing his crescent blade and cutting into, and through his opponent as he hears the sound of cracking and shattering bone. "Too easy..." He mumbles, as he walks towards the door, stopping for a moment, to make a hand sign and release the Gift of the Blind God Technique. As his sight returns, he loses the advanced abilities of his other senses, with a shrug, he walks forward, walking through the next door, into a room with six buff looking large men, each turning to glare at him. "Finally! Not many have actually gotten past the room before us, we have not tasted blood in so long~!" The tallest man says as he smirks and walks forward. "Prepare to die." He says, before running slowly forward, raising his foot and kicking at Akai. Akai ducks to the side, moving swiftly he slashes with a single blade of his Garian Tou, to cut into the side of the overly large male. "Good bye..." He says, as he kicks the large man away, far too easily. Smirking, he spins and attacks with the three bladed weapon known as his Garian Tou. The blade cuts into the second, now charging male. Akai smirks, pulling the three blades back and raising it, to sheath it slowly. "Hand to hand.. Lets see what you weak boys can do..." He says, moving into a stance, as flames made of light form at his palms. The men charge forwards, uncaring for the light flame and figuring if they attacked at once, they would win for sure. As he smirks he thrusts his palm forward, a flare of light fire singes with great strength of the closest man to Akai. Spinning in stance, he rams his palm into the same guy's stomach before swinging a kick around at the man now behind him's, head. Akai continues with the turn of the kick, drawing his Garian Tou from his back and slashing into the remaining two men's chests with the triple blades, before sheathing it once again. "Two of you left... One burnt badly, the other with a slight concussion... Can you still win? How about just a bruise?" He says as he moves forward, leaping and using the Leaf Rising Wind technique, to being a flying kick into the head of the staggering male before him. The male crashes backwards, hitting the wall and then lays there still. Turning on his heel, he thrusts his hand forward, and a kunai from his sleeve lodges in the chest, near the heart, of the final man. "Not even a slight bit harder..." He mutters, pulling the kunai free, and hiding it once again. "Now... What next..." He says to himself, as he slowly walks towards the next door. Upon entering the room, one man sat in the center, the man's back facing the door that Akai had entered. Akai raises an eyebrow, as he walks into the room. "If you're just going to sit there. I'm going to the next room..." He says, figuring he was nearing the end of the line. The man raises a hand, while rocks jut up from the ground around Akai, threatening to crush him. Akai leaps to the side, dodging the attack. Making a few handsigns before activating the Frozen Hell jutsu, the entire room instantly growing to be covered in pure ice. As soon as this first jutsu was used, he instantly makes hand signs for the second, Ice Grass. The entire room, around his opponent becomes intertwining long blades of ice. The man grins, blood dripping down from the side of his chin. "You did well... Claim your reward in the... Next room..." The man says, before coughing and slumping forward, dead. Akai weaves his way through the multiple spikes of ice, before walking through the half frozen over open door. Akai slowly looks about in the room beyond, for the most part, only seeing darkness.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:54 pm
Hidden Tree
Akai raises an eyebrow, as he fails to peer into the absolute darkness of the room he was looking into. With an arches eyebrow he walks inside, keeping well aware of his surroundings. Though he could hear and see nothing, he simply continues on his way anyway. After a few minutes of walking, the door he had entered through slams shut. Moments after that, lights flicker on, revealing a circular room with basically nothing inside. Akai frowns, what kind of prize was this? There was nothing here. He sighs and continues walking forward anyway. Akai looks around, soon noticing a piece of paper laying on the ground before him. He grins and walks over, picking it up. "What...? He says, after reading the paper.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 6:04 pm
Hidden Tree
Akai shakes his head slowly. "I don't care if I am expected to wait here until a new challenger arrives.. I'm leaving.." He says, turning and walking towards a nearby wall as he slides his Garian Tou from it's sheath on his back and raising it above his head. He slashes down, using the Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryū: Doryusen technique to hit, and break through the wall easily, as rock and slabs of the wall itself shatter across the ground outside. Akai smirks and leaps out the large hole and begins moving, keeping a close watch to the area around. As soon as he leapt through the wall, a series of heavily armed men charged out from around a corner, and pulled back on bows, aiming in Akai's direction. Akai sighs, turning in stance and centering chakra onto his blade. "Die.. All of you..." He says, as he releases the chakra in a slash, cutting the arrows trailing at him to shreds, before he moves forward swiftly, seemingly unaware of the weights that slowed him down, as he slashes with the blade charged with chakra, cutting into and through both bow and body alike. He smirks, spinning around and casting the three blades into the remaining men. He sighs as they seem to manage to dodge out of the way. In order to conserve chakra, he returns it to it's normal ore made blade ability. Smirking he walks forward, raising his weapon and slashing down, allowing the three blades to clash against the closest male's one. As the blades retreat. Akai releases his chakra, causing the ground to crack a little. Akai smirks, moving forward and plunging his left hand towards the stomach of his closest opponent. Knocking his opponent backwards with ease. "I'm leaving.. And that's it..." Akai says, as he uses his Garian Tou to cut through the remainder of the men before him. Akai then leaps upwards and onto a wall, using his chakra to walk up the wall and then stops, to stand on the roof. He turns and begins moving swiftly, leaping across roof tops and then dropping down again. Swiftly heading back through the city towards the docks. Once and a while, an arrow would hit a wall beside him, though he simply continues moving, dodging around the arrow without much concern to it. Akai smirks, they were all so weak, it was not even something worth doing. He knew he wasn't strong, but it did not appear that all these men within this village, were that strong either. As he landed on the ground again, and rounded a corner, three shinobi drop down before him, a fourth landing behind him and stripping him of his Garian Tou. Each wore a special mask, showing them as a higher class of ninja, as well as revealing them as a military type of class. Akai frowns, as they grab his hands, and try to bond them behind his back. "Can I help you both?" He asks, his head tilting slightly as he attempts hand signs behind his back. They catch him in the act, and wrap the ropes they were using to bond him tighter against his wrists, in order to prevent this from happening. They then throw Akai over one of their shoulders, and move swiftly forward, grunting slightly at the uneven weight caused by the heavy weights on Akai's legs. As they neared a large building, they threw Akai forward and into the wall, before whispering to themselves. Akai raises an eyebrow, trying to hear what they were saying, But then suddenly he was kicked across the side face, knocking him out almost instantly. An unknown amount of time later, Akai awoke to be in a darkly lit room. His gray eyes glancing around swiftly, for anything that could be even slightly useful to show where he was. Soon a single light flickered on above him, shining down on him alone, though revealing forms around him. You have been proven guilty, under multiple counts of manslaughter... You sentence is death..." A deep voiced man says as he sighs, others around the room, murmer to themselves. A large door opens behind Akai, as an ax toting male walks into the room, he stops beside Akai and peers down at him coldly. "Execution.. Will commence... Now..." The large man standing beside Akai says, as he raises the ax and then swings it down. Using the Dance of the Rose and breaks free of the bindings holding him. With a frantic spin, he slashes into the large man standing beside him, before swiftly moving away. The men around Akai yell in outrage. Akai turns and races for the door, flinging himself out of it and continuing on his way in a swift run, ducking side to side in order to keep away from any attacks. He was rushing towards the Dock at full speed. Keeping careful control of his speed. Glancing back, he realizes he had forgotten his weapons. Turning on his heel, he frowns slightly as he begins running back, swiftly ducking around the shinobi that were chasing him, and leaping into the building again. Behind the chair he had been sitting on, were his weapons. Grabbing them, he places them where they belong, before turning again and racing back towards the docks again. This time when he passed the shinobi, who had turned around, he cut into one, not strong enough to kill, but enough to halt the attacks from them. Leaping hard, he lands in a crouch on the boat, yelling at the captain to get out of here. Akai draws his Garian Tou, slashing wildly with it's three blades, in order to hold the attacking shinobi off, as the boat begins to move, the startled captain hiding his head, as it begins to move from the docks, heading towards Akai's next destination.
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Dim Mak- 1500
Channel 1500 - Both Complete]
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 10:36 pm
Yuan walked through the gateway of the hidden Flame village. He hoped that Sam would be able to find him easily enough here. Yuan looked up at the moon high in the night sky. Judging by the time, Yuan had figured that Sam would be here already, but alas, Yuan would have to wait. He popped a water bottle out of what appeared to be thin air and took a swig before twirling it and sticking it back in his pocket. He went and found a tree to sit under and sleep. He had had a long trip to make, especially with his detour. The Flame village was very hot, and Yuan found that it made him want to sleep more, so he gave in to that luxury since he had to wait for Sam anyway.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 8:44 pm
It had been a full day, and Yuan had slept through it all! He had awoken the morning after he had arrived here in the hidden Federation and still seen no sign of Sam. Yuan was not actually in the Hidden Federation, but rather a short distance outside, and he could see two men who appeared to be guards running over to him. Yuan could tell that they were guards by their appearance to believe themselves more important than they actually were. The men confronted Yuan and told him that they didn't want any vagrants in their village, and they told him to leave. Yuan shrugged and decided to comply... this time. Perhaps, he thought, he should go to the Hidden Leaf?
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 3:47 pm
Hidden Soul
Disembarking from the boat, Zaman slowly makes his way onto Hidden Soul's land. His olive colored gaze slowly passing across the area, as a smile slowly begins to form across his pale lips, and the lips of the plain white mask known as Jikokumen. His gray-yellow hair half seen at the sides of his head, and a little over his masked face, was hidden beneath the black hood of his cloak-like, hooded haori. Faintly, hums to himself, in order to pass the time. His Tsumugari-no-Tachi was sheathed across his lower back, on the sash-like belt that he had tied across his waist. Zaman slowly begins to shake his head, wondering what he could learn in a place such as this, that could be even remotely useful to him. He had gone here, because it looked promising, nothing more behind it, then that reason. His shoulders rolling into a shrug now, Zaman picks up his pace, heading deep and looking for someone who could perhaps teach him something even remotely interesting. His olive colored eyes scanning the area, one through the range finder, that was in the left socket of his mask. Frowning as he saw nothing he soon rounds a corner, and comes across a training area of sorts. A single man was seated in the center, atop one of the wooden dummies, plucking at a harp calmly. Zaman raises an eyebrow as he walks forward. "What a waste of time, playing a harp.." He says, as he chuckles and moves to walk by the man. As soon as he takes another step, a few notes were played on the harp, and Zaman was knocked backwards and into a training dummy, breaking it in half from the force. He grunts and rolls over onto his back. Surprised as anyone should be. How did someone with mearly a harp, manage such an attack?! Zaman slowly rises to his feet, looking at his new opponent with a half glare forming in his eyes. He couldn't figure it out. And due to that, he needed to kill this man, in order to continue with what he wished to do. This could be a valuable form of training anyway. Or at least, that's how he looks at it. As he stood. He raised a hand and threw a series of kunai at his new opponent. Who simply continued to sit there. Their fingers running across the harp, all the kunai seemed to miss, though Zaman's opponent did not move. Soon, pain erupted from Zaman's form. He dropped to his knees, his hands going to his head as he moans in pain. Rocking forward and leaning his elbows against the ground, whilst trying to ignore the intense pain that was going across his entire body. Soon, his entire form could not move. And was not moving. His eyes stared blankly thanks to the immense pain that was going through, from the sound of the harp playing just above him. His mind was trying to race through the events, trying to find out what was causing the pain. But nothing would reveal the cause. The only thing that kept coming back, was the harp player. Continuing to play. Soon, the harp player stopped, as the pain gradually resided from coating Zaman in agony. Soon, the trance like state seemed to go away, and Zaman could rise to his feet again, his olive colored eyes, now blood shot, casting upon the Harp Player, as he frowns slightly, his plain white mask, mimicing the movement of his lips. "How did you.. Do that..?!" He demands, wondering if it was some kind of genjutsu, or something even worse. The man makes no reply, already he had begun to play the harp again. His eyes watching Zaman as the next effect would soon come to pass. Zaman was ready though, he leaped upwards, attacking with his Tsumugari though before the attack could strike, sound hit him like spears, causing blood to erupt from the areas that hit him. he toppled backwards onto the ground with a grunt, staring wide eyed at his opponent. How was this possible? His opponent was killing him, with what appeared to be just a harp. It must be some kind of special technique! Zaman slowly rises to his feet, as he makes a few hand signs, and then speaks. "Tell me your secretes, Harp Player!" He demands, using the Instructor Genjutsu, in order to learn what he wanted to know. The man, playing the harp then replies with a simple nod of their head. Oddly, they were a mute, or something of the like. Zaman frowned, how was it that he kept running into these types of people? He wonders, as he then speaks again. "Show me, how you did these things to me!" He demands, as the man before him reaches behind his back, and draws forth a second harp. This one seeming to have been made of a black ore. The strings plain white, almost like a fine razor wire. Zaman raises an eyebrow, as he takes the harp from the man. Soon, the man was simply playing, though it was an effect that would not work on him at the moment. Raising an eyebrow, he attempts to copy the movements of the man ahead of him. Each time he tries, he fails almost miserably. "How do you make it look.. So... Easy..." He mutters, before he frowns slightly, "It's useless!" As he said this, the harp snapped in his hand, just as it snapped, he thrust his hand forward, the watch slipping from his sleeve and lodging it's blades into the skull of the harp player. Who instead of dying, completely vanishes form the area in a puff of smoke. Zaman frowns, as he turns and starts to walk away, just then a second figure drops down behind him. Raising an eyebrow, Zaman slowly turns around to view this armor clad warrior. "Can I help you?" He asks, instantly feeling as though something was missing form how he was just acting. Instead of fighting this one, Zaman turns and ran to the docks. He was still wounded, after all.
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Point Cash]
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 4:54 pm
Hidden Mythology
Having fled from his last village, Zaman curses to himself, looking down at the wounds he has from that odd fight he had walked into. This was not exactly what he really needed to happen, but it did, so he would have to deal with it. SIghing, he looks around the odd place he had now come to. It seemed that this boat he was on, lead to many different places, that were something he normally would avoid. Throughout everywhere that he could see, it seemed as if some kind of battle had taken place. Raising an eyebrow slightly, Zaman begins walking into this odd village. His arms crossed over his chest as he looks around. "Maybe I can get myself a useful weapon, or something around here?" He says with a shrug. It was a war torn village after all, they must have some kind of weapons, right? He nods, as if to answer himself. Suddenly, a stall comes to his attention, they were offering weapons, in a sense. The words said something about summoning weapons. Those that could be summoned to his hand by will. Zaman grins and walks over, instantly going into conversation with the stall's owner. Soon he came down to a price, and nodded as he accepted it. All he had to do, was go do a little assassination, for this man, and then he could gain any weapon of his choice, for free. Heading off, he didn't have to go for. The hit in question was the owner of a stall, three stalls over. As he walks up to the stall, he makes careful conversation with his target, then he plunges a kunai straight into the man's throat. Pulling it free a moment later, and then turning on his heel and dashing for the stall he had taken this hit from. Upon reaching it, he holds out the bloody kunai and smirks, his plain white mask doing the same. "Never even saw it coming..." Zaman says, as he slowly nods. What an excellent kill, that was. Zaman then proceeds to look about, at the weapons that he could learn to summon. One was brought to his attention, as overly useful. "The bow.. Should serve nicely..." Zaman says, as he then waits. The man behind the stall nods and then shows him how to use the ability. Smirking, Zaman soon had the idea mastered, and was able to summon the bow into his hand easily. Smirking, he summons the bow into his left hand, and then raises it, aiming at the seller and pulling back, as an arrow appears where there should be one. "Thanks.. Bye.." He says, as he pulls back and then releases, almost instantly killing the seller. Turning on his heel, and chuckles and begins walking back towards the docks. Perhaps he should return, and check up on his own village now? It couldn't hurt, right? Zaman shrugs, making the bow vanish as he notices the docks were not too far away. Glancing around, he walks onto the docks and heads for a boat, soon afterwards, sitting down and waiting for the boat to begin moving to it's next destination, so as he could rest for a little while, between villages. His eyes closing, in order for him to rest as soon as possible, though he remained alert, just in case something were to happen, like an attack.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 9:47 am
Hidden Volcano
One would start his path up the hill of the volcano. He seen many nins fall in this attempt. He looked up and he did a simple handseal. He realized that fighting or even trying to climb up this volcano in this suit would end in disappointment. it was to heavy to weapon heavy. One looked up the volcano once again seeing his target. One finished his handseals. As he did his armor broke off into a million pieces. He had performed the Downgrade jutsu. One to make him faster and use less chakra but make him physically exposed to attacks. One looked and he was gliding up the hill now. Running past the fallen nins who had passed out from physical exhaustion or died. Which ever one would come sooner. One would then see his teacher. Or who he hoped would be his teacher;Anma Jibaku . One bowed to this man as Anma looked up at him scratching his own head. Before he finally sat up looking at One.
"Who are you?"
One looked and he sighed slowly. Why must every single conversation must start with a who are you. Why couldn't it start with a fight. A battle. A Duel. But always with a hello. How are you. It was kinda irritating. As One looked and he held up one finger reaching for his scroll explaining that he was mute and that he One. One looked up and he nodded as he pointed to the scroll and then to himself. One looked at Anma as he sighed slowly. Anma only read the scroll a few times and he scratched his head.
"Hidden in the Gears you say?and your name is a number? Well then One. I am Jibaku..your new master for the time being it seems. I would love to train you in the ways of our volcano techniques. The first one you will learn will be the Earth Splitter. This technique is very powerful if you sue it correctly. I am the one for traps you see. I will drop an opponent into this trap and cause it to feel with fire or lava. Then they will be dead you understand."
One nodded his head listening to the wise old man. One looked as Jibaku started the handseals and punched the ground below him. Causing the the ground to split and One to fall in. One tried to hurry and get out but it was useless. One looked up and he had time to break down the technique from beginning to end. He thought he knew how to do it as he climbed back out of the cavern. He looked up at Jibaku. He performed the same seals. He punched the ground and he caused a hole to appear were Jibaku was. One smirked slowly as he looked at his fist. He was getting stronger and he could tell.
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 10:01 am
Hidden Volcano
One looked and he simply was quite happy about his ablity to learn this technique on his first try. however Jikabu was worried about this. How did this boy learn so quick. So young and so new how was he able to crack the code of this jutsu in the manner of a moment. One only glanced at Jibaku and he smirked again. Still not saying anything Anmu picked up an objected and he tossed it in front of One. One reached to pick up before it exploded in his face. Causing One to jump back trying to amke sure he was still in one piece.
"Exploding Object my boy. This technique will cause a small explosion depending on how much chakra you place in it. You can destroy buildings and even people if you get a good enough grasp on them. This technique is quite powerful and should be learned by you. If you think you can do it."
Anmu added. As he wanted to understand how the hell was One able to learn the technique so fast. Anmu looked up and he simply cracked his fingers knowning that one wouldn't learn this technique as fast. It required a precise amount of chakra to not make this technique blow up in your face literally. Anmu had a cocky smile as he called out to One with his disdained tone.
"Need some help One figuring this one out? huh kid?"
One looked up and nodded no. As he picked up a rock and tossed it towards Anmu. He looked and he had a brief frown grow across his face. As Anmu caught the rock and laughed. The rock then exploded and One smiled briefly. By watching the technique One had figured that it would take fast rotation of chakra and then a delay for it to explode to catch nins off guard. One broke down the technique one step at a time. He learned everything that he needed too just by a brief viewing of it. He wished sometimes that it wasn't this easy. Sometimes he felt like he was cheating. But he knew that he gave up talking to do this. What some people would do for power. One only smirked as Anmu shook his fist angerly. Anmu had never dealt with a genius. He would not know how to act.
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