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 Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 1:22 am
2+1=3
Lehran was fast asleep. He was resting his chakra though, and should have rested enough, If only he ould wake up, since he would sleep the night of, knowing how tiered he was.
On the other side, Reyson, explained what was tehe current situtaion of Lehran. He explained how was 'sol's new master' which he discribed. "Sol, I can't hold any more pets, you are to go with Lehran, just like your mother went with me. A boy partner won't do you bad, you can learn from each other." Reyson explained towards the pied Kingfisher, Sol.
His mother, Luna, nodded. Sol, took a while to understand, untile his mother explained things in bird form. Sol nodded and he understood his position, and turning towards the kid, Lehran.
Luna, flew of next to Lehran, aswell as Sol. Both looked at the sleeping kid. Luna started then to yell out "Hey kid, wake up! You have to finish your training." Whist the talkless bird, sol responded by slapping the child in the face. The he started to peck Lehran's nose.
A quick yawn from Lehran as he woke up. He noticed two black and white birds were looking at him, one pecking him. He stood up and took one of him.
Luna on the other hand cominced to speak. "So, you are Lehran? Wake up! Can't you see you are uin the middle of training!" Luna responded before she continued. "This bird next to me, is my son Sol. Take care of him" Luna said before she looked at Sol, whilst Sol waved. "I don't want to explain, so just take my dear boy, and protect him. Learn from him as he learns from you. If you ever want to call him, just blow this whistle." Luna responded before she flew away with amazing speed. Reyson, used the shosen no jutsu and appeared like a quicky birds, going tree to tree.
After the quick, yet strange moment, Lehran had witnessed a talking bird, hand over her son, and flew away. He looked at the bird flew away, and senced someone go from tree to tree. Though he was confused. He looked at aprantly, what he could call his 'new pet'. He stares confused.
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Simpashia rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 2:37 am
3-3= 0
Lehran stood shocked for a while. The random moment, had passed so quickly, he could not get his mind to understand why a talking bird gave away her son to the care of Lehran, not to mention a whistle, and the fact that the son bird was still gazing uppon him, with a wild look in his face, he looked like a now it all, smiling. He took the whistle and saved it in his pocket, before he looked at the bird. It was trying to tell Lehran something, yet Lehran did not understand much about birds. So he just ignored it. He took out an apple he had in his bag, and shoped it into little peaces as he gave them to the bird. "Sol, was it?" Lehran asked.
Sol was actually trying to tell him to go back to training, yet when he reaceaved a few amouint of apples, he started to gently eat them. It was not his favorite meal, yet he liked it alot.
Lehran ignored the bird for a second "Rest here, I have to go train" Lehran responded and Sol did not even notice it. Lehran takes a few handseals as he transforms into his sister once more, he awaited next to Sol, just to talk to him. For two minutes he stayed transfomed as his sister, Akari before he turns back. He was so tiered, he could not hold himself anymore. He walked towards the exit, it was already dark. Sol flew on his shoulder, amazed at his traning. "So, I really am your new master...? What kind of bird are you anyways?" Lehran responded before Sol starts to wave around. Not understanding, he continued to his house, with the bird in his shoulder and taking an apple.
Part II
The final part of the training is done much like the first. By using the Tiger or the Sheep seal, they would transform into their chosen person/object. After they have completed their transformation, they're expected to hold the Henge for 2 minutes.
Cp: -1 for each successful transformation + -1 per minute held
Train: 4/4
Formula: 1d20 + Chakra Control (10)
DC: 11
To regain Cp, they would have to rest for one post and receive +1 Cp.
Rewards: +1 Chakra, +1 Chakra Control
[Exit to housing]
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:28 pm
Nyame didn't go home. Despite the fact that she knew Irihi would be waiting worriedly for her...she found her feet taking her to their team's old Genin training grounds. Training ground 22...the fields adjacent to the Memorial Stone. The villagers often called this particular place cursed...as the "field of tears"...because every team said to have used this training ground would one day break apart. Hyuugas weren't superstitious...but Nyame could believe it now. Rokudaime's team and even that famous Hokage's father's team...Yokou-sama's team...her sensei's Genin teammates...and now...her own...
The darkness of the night was a welcome shield. Here, where she did not need to worry about clan dignities. Nyame had never felt so miserably a woman, so weak and fragile a thing before... Yet she made no attempt to stop the tears. She allowed them to fall silently.
Big words. Arrogant words that she would do anything for Konoha to be free once more. But yet, despite it all...when asked to choose between honoring either her clan and the village's sacrifices...or the safety of her teammates...of Shika...
Where was the loyalty? Hyuuga prided themselves for their fierce loyalty to the village... Yet right now, that didn't matter...it didn't matter! She was every bit as selfish as that blood traitor... When had her heart left the clan?
No...was it ever there to begin with...? Or merely something taught, brainwashed from a young age...?
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 2:51 pm
Typical Nyame. He thought. Hell I'd come here to think as well. He thought to himself again. He saw that she was alone, and not in the mood for heading back to the compound. He wasn't much for words towards girls, but he knew that he could say something. He walked slowly towards. Taking his mask off, and putting it in his pouch. "Nyame?" He said slowly appearing beside her. He knew as ANBU he didn't have any emotions. He had his mission, and that was all he needed. "You shouldn't have did what you did. Your duty to the vill...." He wanted to finish, but he couldn't His true emotions showed. "What you did was totally stupid, and it was one of the best things you have ever done for me." He said. He wanted to put his arm around her to comfort her, but he didn't know if he should. He di though anyway. Slowly he did, and rested it tightly. "You are true. More true then I could ever be. What you did was nice. It makes me feel better that you care for me." He said, and then he smiled.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 3:16 pm
Nyame’s shoulders stiffened, surprised Shikaenja had followed her and momentarily embarrassed for him to catch her in so fragile a state. But instead of getting defensive, a pained expression instead crossed her pretty face, though now tearstained. She hugged him abruptly, with such a desperateness as if he would disappear the moment she would let go.
One surprising thing after another...who would've imagine that same main family leader that turned down so many marriage proposals from prominent clans with cold eyes would come to love one of commonblood lineage, of the same class that she had once so contemptuously eyed?
"Useless...I can't do anything..." The words came brokenly. "If...if I was a medic-nin...Anzu at least would've let me come with you..." Her slim frame shook quietly now. Bitter tears still trailed down her cheeks as pale eyes watched Shikaenja...with what was it...regret? Before she hugged him again, resting her head gently against his shoulder.
"Why? To a clan...that I don’t even know what’s right anymore. If..." Her voice trailed off, becoming quiet. Slim fingers reached up, gently tracing the Nara’s cheek. "If I wasn’t born Hyuuga...would everything have been different...no...happier?" Her meaning was not regretting having met Shikaenja; Nyame did not blame him for confusing her once so set-in-stone life. Rather, she had meant...if she wasn’t born in Hyuuga, with all its strict regulations...she would have been able to love him normally...
Again, both right and wrong. Right, because Hyuuga did keep her chained. The ‘mad princess who grew up in a cage’. Wrong because...the clan separated her from the brainless zombies of so-called kunoichis during their Academy days who were concerned more with love than ninjutsu.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 7:08 pm
He listened to her cry more then her words. It was hurting to see what he looked up to break down. It was true there was really nothing she could do, but there was something that she could do for him. "Well you are not completely out of luck. You can do something for me." He hugged her back, and then broke away from her. He now stould infront of her. He took her hands into his. "I want you to belive in me. I want to know, and trust in me. I need to know this before I part. Knowing that you trust, and belive in me will only make me feel better, and thus make me better in this mission." He said looking into her eyes. In reality he was saying. Tell me that you love me. He knew he couldn't say that though. "Before you speak. Nyame. I wouldn't have you in any other way." He said smiling at her, and waiting for her responce.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 7:33 pm
Nyame smiled, even through her tears. But it was such a sad, beautiful smile. "This is...so strange...being pitied...being pitiful... Is it because women are faint-hearted? Yet...the moment he (Anzu) gave you that mission... I...I knew!" She gently held Shika's hands, her pale eyes reflecting her promise. "All that I can do for this war to end...I will..." She squeezed his hands gently. "Until you can come home again."
And she hugged her teammate again. "One last time, until we meet again... I'll tell you this..." She leaned in to whisper into his ear. "I couldn't accept any of the marriage proposals... Couldn't raise a family with another..." And then even softer. "Having given my heart to you..." A gentle kiss on the cheek. An expression of 'I love you', accompanied with a gentle smile...yet Nyame did not realize that was what Shikaenja looked for.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 7:31 am
Shikaenja watched her cry, and then wiped awy her tears. He knew that she would do everything she can, and he will too. He had a long trip on his hand, and it was a risk to go to the newly restored sand village. They all need help. The masters are stronger then all the Kages together. He released her hands, and then put his mask. The hour wasn't up, but he had to go. There was nothing else he could say. She told him everything he need to here, and now he was ready. He stepped back his eyes still focused on her, and with a mere second he was gone.
(Exit to Konoha Village.)
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 6:36 pm
"Farewell..." She murmured softly into the night air. "Until we meet again..." Nyame closed her eyes for a moment and when she reopened them, an expression of determination burned within her pale eyes. She will keep her promise to Shikaenja. She will keep her part of involvement in Anzu's plan. But she also promised something else to herself: if anything ever happened to the Nara, the Master and every last one of his supporters will pay...pay dearly. The Fire Master wanted a living Konoha...for a one man state is not a state at all. And for her, she would not care if it comes down as necessary to stain her hands with his goons' blood and even wager her life to challenge his power.
"So the war begins..." Her eyes grew cold and her expression distant as she eyed the silver-white moon, faintly veiled by the dark clouds. "But it will have an end." A cold breeze played with the Hyuuga teenager's long hair, whipping long dark blue hair around a pale doll-like face. And as she quietly left the scene, the darkness of the night swallowed up her figure.
((exit))
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cyborg902 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 7:31 pm
Conan had spent his time in the meadows reading and thinking about things. Conan had walked into the meadows quite a while ago. He had shown up to wait and see if the others would show up but after what seamed like a while of reading it seamed like they wouldn’t show up. Sighing Conan stood and got ready to leave. He took a quick look around him and saw the now rotting fruit from yesterday. The ones that Lehran had thrown at him. Conan figured it was getting late in the day and figured that he might as well head home to check in on his mother. Closing his book and running off back to the village.
((exit))
Human anatomy
DC: 15 + Int mod.
Formula: 1d20 + Int
Train: 4/9
Rewards: +1 Intelligence, +3 Knowledge points (on what you did)
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 11:23 am
Shikaenja appeared back where he started. He knew exactly where they parted, and that is where her heart sloly broke. "I am sorry." He said to her, and then looked down at the ground. He took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes. The night played, and he dropped a small tear. She told him she loved him, and he didn't even say it back. He cared for her, and couldn't show it. He is living a ninja life, and he wasn't going to forget it. That was simple and clear. He knew that he would have to find this kid, and make sure he wasn't killed. Nyame was going to be feirce, and he didn't need that. Hopefully the captian didn't get involved. He would have to use his shadow possesion, and that wouldn't be fun at all. His stayed closed as that night replayed several times.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 3:05 pm
Quiet...annoying silence... The cold nights were so cruel.
Anzu may have been convinced that Nyame did not venture out except to argue with the Council, but that was far from the truth. At night, after tucking Gekkani into bed, she would whisper to the child that she was sorry...that she will be gone for a bit. The child understands though, and does not press. Nyame wanted to be alone to mourn. To her surprise, though, she found Irihi at the training fields tonight. She had ordered him to go home but he explained he was finishing up training for Megumi-sensei. But Nyame was stalwart that children shouldn't stay up so late...so Irihi obliged and returned home.
Like a ghost, she walked to the memorial rock...
That figure...
Could it be?
Wind whipped at her long midnight-blue hair, slightly purple in the pale lighting of the moon...lavender eyes wide.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 3:15 pm
Opening his eyes he was looking through a mask, and at a distance at the ground. He saw feet, and then he mover his head upwards. Getting the face of his love Nyame. His eyes widened, and then he took off his mask, and looked at Nyame. "Nyame!"He said in a surprised tone standing there. He could see the pain, and surprise in her eyes. Her wonder ful eyes. He began to walk towards her. Un sure of how to approach her. He made no sudden movements. "Its me Shikaenja. I am not dead. This isn't a genjutsu. I am really here." He said, and continued to walk. He held his arms out like a cross. Showing he wishes to embrace her. Then the uncommon happened. Shikaenja's eyes started to water, and a tear fell from his left eye. "I am sorry." He said, and then wrapped his arms around her. "I am so sorry." He said. Whispering in her ear. "I should have said this before I left. I love you too." He said, and then he hugged her deeply, and tight.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 3:30 pm
She didn't hesitate to embrace him. "Okami-sama...it's...true...real...alive...you're alive...!" Tears stained her cheeks, flowing freely now, and upon closer inspection, her eyes seemed a little too suspiciously red...as if she had been crying unceasingly since the Nara left. Looking at Nyame...she was wearing funeral garb? No lovely kimono but a simple black yukata. "When you left...I couldn't eat nor sleep..." A choked sob. "...and...when Anzu's acquaintance in Suna wrote... Time just...seemed to stop...I couldn't look Anzu in the eye, I know it wasn't his fault...he would not have predicted the Kazekage would change in so short a time...but still...but still... And poor Irihi and Gekkani had to take care of me instead, Sora-sama gave condolences...but I didn't want them..." She hugged him tighter. "I'm sorry...I'm being a hypocrite, aren't I... Speaking like this of the village... I should be happy, Akane-sensei will be returning soon after all as our Kage..." Ah. So Anzu couldn't bring himself to tell Nyame that their sensei abandoned his people...
With all the mental stress, she might have really cracked.
"But I couldn't rejoice at all...nor in the village being freed of the usurper...every night, it's the same dream over and again...of you leaving..." The fear of nighttime...and the terrible fear only amplified, when the message from Suna at last came. Each night only the same memory replayed like a cursed ring: the Nara's retreating back into the darkness. And because she could not sleep, Nyame had made it a habit of venturing to the memorial rock every night... Praying for okami-sama in heaven to take pity on her...as if that would somehow bring Shikaenja back.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 4:20 pm
He held her by the arms, and pushed away from her. He wiped her tears, and then sighed. She doesn't know. I should tell her? He thought too himself. "Nyame-sama. Our teach..... Akane-sama has disappeared. News from the group in Iwagakura. Zephyr is now the Hokage. There is no official reason to why he left, and nobody knows where he went." Another tear fell from his heart due to all the emotion, and the sudden realisation that his teacher is now gone. "He is gone Nyame." He choked. "He is gone." He hugged her close. Releasing more tears, and soon an amount that matched Nyame's.
Hoping he can help them both be strong.
"It is ok. It is going to be ok." He said, and then continued to mourn the loss of his master. "Through us he lives. Even if he isn't dead. Through us he lives. His teachings his way of life he gave to us. He is still here Nyame." He said, and then looked at her again. His saddened face matching hers. He hoped this information would some how giver some inspiration to get better, and know that she is going to be responcible for the village just as much as he is.
(Okami means mistress)
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