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 Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 12:20 pm
| Don't forget that Saya's organization ring makes posting your technique mandatory. For as long as you fight her, you have to post what techniques you use and the drain it has on your chakra points. | Avid [Greek], Saya The fox growls angrily noticing the man in the tree. "That's the stench I smelled. Strangers always stink to me," the fox hisses as Saya just watches the man. From the looks of it he was spreading darkness across the area. Interesting. She'd seen only one other person do this and that was her comrade Jenda-Mikenno. But this man didn't give off the evil of a Death Eater. Could he be something more? But in that case why would he shroud the area in darkness? There is no shadow without light. She only supposed he had a way of maneuvering in the darkness and didn't need shadow. Temporarily she would rule him out of being a Bikou of which she had a comrade of that clan as well. She continues to ponder over other darkness and shadow based clans like the Nara clan as she lowly sings.
"Sleep well tonight,
I'll wake you at the first sign of light,
If you just make sure you sleep well tonight."
The fox doesn't take its eye off of the stranger for a second, he even watches as the mans eyes change. That could be a costly mistake as Saya always warned but the fox didn't mind taking whatever came with looking into his eyes. He could tell that this man had the HuyaiMetsuki like Trevor Bikou, Saya's comrade. But even with that knowledge, the fox couldn't be sure if that was their clan or if they got the eyes somehow. "Be careful Saya. He's got the HuyaiMetsuki. He might have some Bikou capabilities," the animal murmurs lowly.
"Saya Avid of the Greek clan," Saya states giving this man her name. If he was projecting darkness into the area then no doubt he wanted a fight. And that was something she enjoyed doing even if she wasn't ordered. She couldn't care less about the cloak he wore either. She wasn't a fan of his lot. Her eyes glow gold as she uses Night Vision to see in the darkness. Thanks to the power of the darkness around, the glowing wouldn't be seen in a few moments and her location wouldn't easily be given away. "Tell me, boy, are you a Bikou?" She asks straight out, waiting for the darkness to fully set in. She could easily see the man where he currently is. She then reaches a hand up to grip the fabric covering her nose and mouth. She tugs it up over her head and then flips it down before it takes the shape of a black mask. Greek Night Vision 550 Skill Points: By sending chakra to the eyes the user can increase their night vision to ten times its normal level. The downside to this jutsu is the use of chakra causes the eyes to glow and will tend to give away the users position.[n]
Mask of the Spotted One 700 Skill Points: Endows the user with quicker response times and overall speed to dodge and counter-attack like no other.Calculations: 135,700cp - (550sp + 700sp) = 134,450cp Words = ?
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 12:42 pm
Looking at the person in front of him, he smiled letting out a grin without looking away. He placed his hands on his face before letting his eyes close. "Go away, saya. Names Karite Bikou. Keep bugging me and your fox will make a great meal for me." Karite smiled at the girl with out letting out a grin. He stood up looking at the girl before removing his shirt revealing his body to her letting a grin run across his face.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 5:36 pm
| Sorry about that. I forgot I was posting in Egypt too somehow. >.< | Avid [Greek], Saya "I'd like to see you try it!" Yami nips as Saya continues looking at Karite. Saya seemed to smirk beneath her mask at this man. Something about him seemed familiar to her though she couldn't place what. The fox's tail hairs p***k as he hisses at the man. He really didn't like him.
"I will do no such thing and allow no such thing. I was in this village first and don't plan on leaving here or this current area. And I would never allowed Yami to be killed and then served to a little boy such as yourself. A high ranking man perhaps but-" Yami growls and Saya chuckles. "I won't allow any harm to come to Yami is what I am trying to say. So what will you do when someone objects to doing as you say? Will you throw me out of here?" Gadra simply watches the on goings at a distance. The dragon had no intention of joining in on the conversation or a fight should one break out. Words = ?
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 4:14 pm
Seeing the girl made karite smile, but it was to late for him to do anything else. Looking towards the girl he smiled only before waving a hand at her before speaking. "Im sorry, but mabey some time later in the near future shall we meet again. Right now I need to head home." Karite smiled at the girl before looking at her with his smile. It was a nice warm smile which he loved to show off towards people. But his smile was just a fake smile that he would use as a real smile. Looking back at the girl, karite smiled only before his body turned to darkness before fading away into a seemless void on nothing..
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 11:21 am
 His first destination was Feudal Egypt; miles and miles from the Village hidden in the sands. In a sense, he was back in the shinobi world if he were to navigate his way back to the Village hidden in the sands. However he was still in the World Hidden in Fantasy; a part of this dimension now instead of the shionbi one he knew so much. One thing that would have been different is the sandstorms that were present in Feudal Egypt. If Kazama was in the Village hidden in the sands, the chances of that would have been likely if he were outside of the city walls. However with Feudal Egypt, Jet could feel the sandstorms hitting him. It was a good thing that he had came prepared however otherwise it would have been rather annoying picking out sand after this was all over. Even with his new senses he was able to see again so he didn’t want to feel that experience of not being able to see the way creatures should. As if that wasn’t bad enough it was extremely hot in Feudal Egypt. In a place where the entire village should be a desert, it was a good thing that Kazama was part of the Suzaku clan; otherwise he would have needed a few bottles of water or would need to jump into a bathtub when this was all over. It was also a good thing that he was the newest member of the league of owls as well otherwise there would have been a extra seat on a bench in the next dimension.
Shortly after his initiation into the owls, his body was placed in a regenerative tank that looked like a coffin but slightly bigger. Inside of it had water that came up halfway to the surface, so when they placed Jet’s unconscious body into it(from the blood loss), the water had healing abilities that would cater to his body but it would feel like he was floating in darkness. The lady from before had saw something unique in Jet Kazama; only a few were able to be healed by the tank which was designed from a few members of the owls that knew a thing or two about technology and medical practices and alternative medicine as well. When Jet was fully recovered hours later he was already given a mission, along with his very own owl suit right beside him. It was a slim fit made to point out his definition in his body. It came in a gloss black color, equipped with a myriad of weapons such as the kunai vest strapped diagonally across his body. The suit came with its own gauntlets as well along with some nice turquoise goggles. “She said you’re part of the lightning Talons now, so here’s your suit. I figured black was your choice for obvious reasons when it came to color. These are just the starter suits; you start making people talk about you, then you may end up with one of the upgradeable suits. That’s where there things start to become interesting and fun. You’re welcome by the way.”
”Thanks...nice finish…I can get used to this.”
”Yeah, we’ll see about that…your first destination is Feudal Egypt. The lady apparently has some special liking to you and decided to have you as backup. Get a taste of what it is we do.”
Meanwhile, in Feudal Egypt…
“I remember my first mission as an owl…”
With Jet Kazama was another Owl as well, who had on a more innovative design of the owl league attire the majority of the members were wearing. It appeared to be straying far from the traditional league of owl attire and looking more like a design for a thief. Then again the steel plates may have said otherwise, for thieves usually traveled light and wore light material. It was good thing that the steel the owl was equipped with was customized; so that it would have the same protection as steel it was quiet as well. His upper attire consisted of a utility belt looking piece going diagonally across his chest and around his back, having all sorts of surprises that was for his targets. What had also stood out from his suit, from the rest of the League of owls was his trademark mask. Usually those who were in the league of owls had mask designs that would resemble an owl. The appearance of a simple owl mask alone was simple, but still creepy enough to haunt ones dreams when they would go to sleep at night. Jet Kazamas’ partner’s mask had more of an appearance tracing back to the ANBU squad, an elite squad where the minimum entry was to be one of a jounin level. They were the ones that would step in line whenever things got too serious and the kages and the council either was not able or could not interfere. Kazama’s partner believe it or not was a one of a kind back before he became an owl; one, if not the only shinobi to be accepted into the ANBU squad at a chuunin level. He had skills that were naturally above even a chuunin at max capacity strength wise before the jounin exams. It had also helped that he had connections in the ANBU force back then. The mask that he had on now was a edited version of the mask that he had received when he was place on the ANBU squad. But along with his natural skills he also had a knack for killing, and doing it very well too. In fact, he did it so much he began to do it a lot to those that he wasn’t supposed to kill per say. Some targets that needed to be alive for interrogation met his blade. Eventually he became too much of a liability and would make a bad name for the ANBU squad of his village so they casted him out. Since then, the owls had taken him in, being more appreciative of his talents. “Finished here, we can move out...” said the other owl who had flicker’ed back to them from the pyramid
words this post=1033
1033+3086=4119-3600(Mirage/Wraith and Blessing of ra)=519 words
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