The blonde haired Alphonse blinked, a sparring match? Wow, that was really unexpected especially so soon. He looked to the two beside him, the other spiky haired blonde and the white haired Getsu. He gave a slight smile before saying," Lets just do our best allright? I don't think I can do much damage." He began to do a hand sign, showing he was gonna get prepared for a attack. Not starting yet though. Just being cautious.
Ninjutsu |20 Strength |10 Speed |15 Kenjutsu |5
Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 12:03 am
Janet23
ox Kaze xo
Sunaomi
Battle Ram
Midoriko Nekonome ~Tora Kumori~
As Midoriko listened to what the Raikage said, she felt that this was her time to shine. As Yuushiro was asked to make her way over to fight with the others, Midoriko ran up to her and grinned. "I really wish we could be on a team together, Yuu-chan! But if it's just for this match, then let's kick those boys' butts!" Her energetic demeanor about this could probably start up a stalled generated with as much energy as she was putting out. Before Midoriko was able to say anything else to the Kaguya girl, Hitofuki began to make growls. "What's that Hitofuki? You want me to attack the white haired boy? Well...if you insist."
It seemed that Hitofuki had an interest in the Hatake, even though Midoriko wasn't aware that it was because the tiger cub that he was eyeballing her. Before she would attack, Midoriko had to size up the enemy. Performing quick and foreign hand signs to the eyes of those present, she activated one of her clan's jutsus. Midoriko's yellow eyes grew slitted, and within a moment they were just like a cat's. As she gazed upon Getsu, she sized him up and agreed with Hitofuki that they could take him.
With the tiger on her shoulder, Midoriko began to quickly run towards the Hatake, her eyes still in the form of slits. Hitofuki leaped from her shoulders, and landed on the opposite side of Getsu. With more foreign hand signs performed, Midoriko activated one of her favorite jutsus. Hitofuki was engulfed in a puff of smoke, and it quickly cleared to reveal a second Midoriko. As the real Midoriko flexed her diamond-tipped cat claw gloves, she grinned in an almost feline manner. "I do hope you are quick on your feet. Cat's claws are known to leave scars, and you know what they say about diamonds being a girl's best friend!" With that, in a perfect mirror-like fashion, the two Midorikos rushed forward, gloves ready to strike the ruby-eyed boy.
"When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you... Whenever you want it to be."
CURRENT STATS Ninjutsu~10 Strength~10 Bloodline~10 Speed~10 Taijutsu~10
Chakra Pool: 70/90
Hitofuki http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo236/Lovedwingsofpain/tigercub.jpg 【 Shinobi Rank 】 Genin 。 【 Kekkei Genkai 】Kumorineko Bakushin 。 【 Shinobi Profession 】 Bloodline 。 Prodigy - Advantage : o Mastery - Able to learn jutsu outside rank limits (genin learning b rank jutsu) - Disadvantage : o Headstrong - Succumb to any and all effects that jutsus have 【 Shinobi Speciality】 Speed 。 【 Chakra Pool 】 90 。 【 Equipment 】 Diamond-tipped Cat Claw Glove x2 Basic Katana x1 Kunai x8 Shuriken x20 Paper Bombs x 3 Smoke Bombs x10
{OOC: Jutsus Used: E Rank- Cat's Eye C-Rank: Siamese Twins}
Albroit smiled at the sight of the Kumogakure shinobi stumbling and falling on the floor, was he another Genin? No, he was way too big for being just a Genin. Why did this figure appear just now? He shook his head. Looking at how the shinobi was equipped. It seemed like the shinobi was at least a Chuunin, the traditional Kumogakure clothing indicated such a rank most of the time. But what really grabbed his attention was the way he wore his headband. No wonder he stumbled! "Hoy! Clumsy mister , you might want to take that headband away from your eyes. You can't see anything if you are wearing them like that!" He smiled at his own conclusion and ideas. He felt really smart for noticing that!
Albroit scratched his chin, everyone was already getting pumped up before even clashing. Both of the people that were standing near him already ran off before he could even say a word, they liked battling this much? Well he didn't really mind. But the cockyness of the Uchiha just attacking the Raikage without any comments? It surprised him. He looked at the scene that the Uchiha had probably caused, which was covered by white mist. And that girl that had been so arrogant towards him was still in there too! Who could he be able to face besides her? He didn't want to spoil any fun for Getsu! Since the girl with the tiger was really determined to battle his old travelling buddy.
He quickly formed a few hand signs. Facing towards the white mist. He smiled while bending his head towards the mist. This way his hair didn't have to change in shape. He channeled the chakra through his hair, quickly firing it off into the mist. The C Ranked - Hari Jigoku technique would probably do something. Hoping it would land a blow on the girl that had been so arrogant, the Raikage stated that they were sparring? That was a good thing then. It could give him a round at that girl! "I am your opponent, arrogant child!". He shouted the words so that they would reach the girl, even while standing away quite a distance in a mist. The Kaguya would probably not appreciate his actions.
Getsu's gaze shifted, apparently the Uchiha had nothing to say on the subject of his comment, or the boy simply chose to ignore him outright. It mattered little to the white haired Genin, the boy was... overly emotional. It was probably for the best after all, Getsu didn't want to have the boy try to start a useless confrontation with him. The Raikage spoke, telling them that this was going to be a three on three fight, and then after that, it would be determined who was going to be in what squad. She called the Uchiha boy over to her, saying that he was going to fight with her, while the girl, Yuushiro, was going to be part of the three on three fight. Getsu blinked. They were going to fight each other? Well, the Uchiha seemed eager enough to show his skills as he quickly squared off against the Kage, spewing mist about the area he was in. The two blonds that he was with... Well, while the spike haired one seemed like a fighter, he currently didn't do anything other than pout. As for the other... Well, he too was waiting, perhaps they were more defensive than offensive, or they were doing what he was, and waiting to see what their opponent's would do first. The sleepy headed blond looked at him and the other with a smile, saying to just do their best and that he probably wouldn't do much in the way of damage. Getsu nodded, smiling at the male in return.
Getsu's attention was diverted as someone else entered the training field. The man was fairly tall, and had black hair and matching black and green attire. His footsteps were... somewhat fumbling and hesitant, and he walked with his hands out... Getsu then noticed that he couldn't see the man's eyes, as they were covered by his headband. Why would he do that? The young Genin watched as the man stumbled over a root, and would have fallen flat on his face if he hadn't been able to grab hold of the Jounin that was there to steady himself. There were quite the array of people here... He heard the female with the Tiger cub say something, his gaze shifting back to her in time to see her making a dash towards his group. Wait, no, not the group as a whole, but him specifically.
Getsu blinked, watching as the female did a strange set of hand signs, her eyes shifting and slanting like her feline companion's. As she came closer, the Tiger Cub leaped over him and landed behind him, the white haired Genin's gaze following it as he shifted to be able to see it behind him. It was just sooo graceful!! So light on its feet and... Smoke engulfed the Tiger cub, and as it cleared in its place was a replica of the female that it was paired with. "Ah..." he looked back to the original, hearing her warn him that cat's claws tended to leave scars, and that diamonds were a girl's best friend... What did that mean!? Well, either way, he gloves looked rather sharp, and the pair seemed to mean business as they rushed him from either side. He was at a disadvantage here, and being stuck in the middle of the two would not warrant well for him, that much he knew for sure. "Listen, must we really..." his words were cut short as the clawed gloves met with his shirt... And then his body exploded in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a substitution log. He reappeared behind the pair, his hands up as he quickly shifted through the hand signs needed, "Raiton, Lightning Clone." Next to him, a clone of white electricity started to form and take shape, watching the pair as Getsu took a slow breath, "As I was saying... is it really necessary to fight each other? I mean... I don't really have a reason to try to harm you... I don't even really know your name." It was somewhat obvious that, even if he might be weaker than the female, he wasn't too overly serious about having to fight her. He had called the clone simply to even the playing field a bit since the pair seemed to fight together. "I'm Getsu by the way." He smiled under his half mask, his eyes turning up at the corners as he raised a hand, waving at the female and her Tiger... though at the moment, he couldn't tell which was which.
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ s ʜ ɪ ɴ ᴏ ʙ ɪ . ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ʀ ᴍ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ᴊ ᴜ ᴛ s ᴜ . ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ :: Kawarimi no Jutsu [Body Replacement Technique] ll Raiton: Lightning Clonexxxxxxᴊ ᴜ ᴛ s ᴜ . ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴋ:: E ll D ᴊ ᴜ ᴛ s ᴜ . ᴅ ᴇ s ᴄ ʀ ɪ ᴘ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ :: A ninjutsu technique in which the user swaps their body's position with that of a nearby object, usually a log or branch, to avoid attacks and let that object take the attack for them. You cannot substitute yourself with the body of another living being. This technique can only be used every 3 post.
A jutsu that creates a clone made of lightning based chakra. Unlike the normal clone jutsu, being just an illusion that cant attack, a lightning clone has a solid form due to the electrical chakra the fills its form. They can attack as a real person could, but only with a quarter of the original's strength. To make up for this, they can deliver minor stings of electricity with their physical attacks.
Accoмpanιed By: Hotaru; Albroit, Alphonse, Getsu, Midoriko, Raiken, Yuushiro Locaтιon: Training Grounds of Kumogakure no Sato Mood: Passive Calm/Relaxed Alarm Tнoυgнтѕ: "A curiosity shall arise, quite certainly." ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Emotions and their brethren remained omnipresent objects of blatant curiosity that would only be forever left unknown and untouched by those who possessed them. Such things were, in the mind of the intellectual few who could only begin to comprehend anything of the sort, found better to be quaint in the lives of those bestowed by their sheer prowess- some odd that was far more substantial than any other strength that one could possibly identify in their own lifetime. Disbelief is not uncommon in any society with an intelligence whose prowess is anything of the moderate variation. The minds of any collective were only a group to be inevitably left unheard of- despite quantity, quality only reaches certain extents that are always and only lacking in the often misplaced fantasy that many have come to know as "perfection". It was only clear to those who were willing to believe that this immaculate goal of sheer desire was something to only be uncovered as unattainable no matter how many times a person might be reincarnated into a new life, immersed within a new reality where they could once again attempt to achieve their impossible dream. It was only emotion that would allow these major lies to so willingly sneak into and harbor themselves within the complexities of the mind now weakened by a foe possessing far more than enough experience. Staring into the past and its ways, a person can only come to see a collection of intelligent people, all of whom had found a true worth and reason for their existence in the life that they lived. The majority of these few, however, had displayed only cruder viewpoints. Although humans possess their well renowned vast intelligence, such simple details as emotions will only stand ahead of it whenever possible. These were mistakes that people were unwilling to fix- flaws that, for more than unknown reason, were left to only be untouched throughout eternity. It seemed that none would know why this came to reign true, and it was only judged by the lot to be best kept in this quiet manner. This was the reality that so few inevitably result in shying away from. It is only emotion that causes a person to lead their life astray from any course. It was only ever a war between the two largest decisive figures functioning within the machine known as the human body. The only question to ever be left unanswered by many is what existence a person would be living without emotion- an inquiry whose outcome does not simply exist in theory nor reality. A boring place it would be, as considered by most, to reside in an omnipresent bleakness lacking the powerful emotions that so easily and skillfully assume control over a body, claim command over a mind, and change a view on any matter through simplicities as basic as the hearing of a few stray words, mere sentences, and undated paragraphs. Yet there is none to claim true that life would be a bore and nothing less- without experience, only does presumption exist. Many only assume that with the lack of violence, the lack of harsh taunts or gleeful laughter a boring place would be created. It is these overruling emotions that make life interesting, so stated by the vast majority- the vast majority was that so often left unattended to. It took the minds of many to achieve a single common thought on the subject, let alone many; lives that allowed themselves to refuse to follow without first interrogating. A variety of people were to inevitably exist in the world. It would only be assumed that the likened majority would believe in a better existence if pain and suffering- hurt and sorrow- were removed from society as a whole, though it is only to be found in human nature that a rebuttal would be proposed. Those that did not believe this to be the answer often chose to understand that happiness and joy- ecstasy and excitement- were the ones causing difficulty. The reality of the pondered chose to believe in neither of these opinions- there was something more to be found within life than "right" and "wrong", "good" and "evil". The only knowledge commonly possessed about the alien abilities of emotions was that they are powerful to extremity's lengths, it seemed. The information about what it was that this reality truly existed as would never be found, as this was how it should have been. With the release of a slight breath that was only contempt in the action, Hikaru allowed a gentle sigh to leave his mouth. He saw differently than the many views of others in regards to emotion, life as a generality. His beliefs led himself to find that the systematic reality that humans came to know as "life" was nothing less than perfect; God would not have designed it otherwise. If a person would attempt to take away any one aspect of this world that they know, it was only inevitable that the entire system would fall apart. It is only the truth in his mind that the delicate and unruly selves of the people that exist are what keep reality in check; the good and the bad balancing out one another, the logic versus the creativity, and so further. Life was a perfectly flawed system, and to attempt to change it would mean only to take away from one's own existence. The only question that ever remained in the mind of the Jounin was why perfection did not always reach the mind of every person- only a select few.
Remaining in his calm demeanor, Hikaru watched Shinto away after the sudden outburst of failing dispute between himself and the newly appointed Raikage. It seemed that the woman knew more so than the surrounding lot what the word "discipline" truly meant. The whiter-haired male wished for there to be a way in which he could assist the Genin; remove the troubles that so firmly bound the boy who was only to be attracting further difficulty in his own life. This was openly displayed on his face through a slight inward arc appearing to press down upon each of his eyebrows. The wrath that the- Uchiha, apparently, harboured was of a large extent; a dangerous length that meant trouble for both himself and others, as was now displayed by the gesture soon to follow. As looked to be apparent, most of the Clan were forced to endure a world of pain. It was only in the Jounin's curiosity to wonder how it was that all of this rage began welling inside of the young male; what life it was that he had been forced to live to see the blackness that he appeared to now know as his home, and as a place where he could be safe only through hiding. This was a phase that Hikaru, himself, had gone through and known more than well. He simply knew not how he could ever be of assistance without truly knowing the Genin that he now empathised. Unfortunately, at the current time, it appeared that there was work to be done, and both himself as well as seemingly everyone in the immediate area understood this more than clearly.
Nodding off only slightly towards the direction of the Raikage showing only moderate acknowledgement was not the intention of Hikaru, but it seemed that something interfered with his stance. As it were that the Jounin would steel himself away in preparation for watching over the training spar that was soon to be held by the Genin, an interruption broke his already determined path- another male it seemed, and one that Hikaru had identified without haste in shifting his gaze. Upon feeling the weight of his body shift alongside the slight strike and grip that now bonded himself and this newcomer by the arm, it was evident that this person was one of the village that went by the name "Hotaru"- another Jounin alongside himself that watched over the boundless Kumogakure no Sato in preserving its safety. Shifting his gaze slightly, Hikaru turned a warm smile towards his counterpart. It was true that this was not an uncommon instance, as the male insisted that his eyes be eternally covered by the headband granted to himself by the village, but he did not need these as his gift presented him with thousands of others that would allow him a sight far more effective- in most instances- than any other. Perhaps it was he possessed such a vision that it was that he missed simple things as his own footing and perhaps the more specific presence of others- details that mattered not to the other Jounin. Placing a hand upon the covered back that belonged to Hotaru, Hikaru spoke in his casually smooth and relaxed voice that he seemed to only always possess. "There is no need to thank me," he began, still with his indicative calmness despite the fact that the other would likely not notice, "It is only natural." Leaving his phrase with a vague closing, he returned his vision to the Genin that seemed to have already begun with their course despite the lack of supervision that was to be made in the event that interference might be requested. All should have been safe at this point; Hikaru was more than willing to intervene if found necessary.
[[OOC: I apologise for the late post (and if it seems rushed at all, as well). Last-minute school stuff happened.]]
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»Used Jutsu:
Metal Trsu
Sunaomi
Neko of Crystal Hearts
Souchi The 2nd
Ethan Kirito Soul
AaronQuan
Battle Ram
Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 1:25 pm
Battle Ram
Midoriko Nekonome ~Tora Kumori~
It seemed that the white haired boy had used a substitution to evade her attacks. As the two Midorikos stood in a mirroring manner, they smiled in unison, and then began to speak at the exact same time. "I am Midoriko Nekonome. Hitofuki wanted me to fight you, so I am doing so." With the same grin, the two began to quickly run forward, and then leaped into the air, doing somersaults over the boy and his lightning clone. With quick movements, the two kunoichi threw two smoke bombs each, engulfing Getsu in a cloud of dense smoke.
Grinning, Midoriko was glad that this was working so well. While hidden by the dense smoke, the Nekonome and her tiger threw five shuriken each, the metal stars whirring through the air. With quick thuds, Midoriko heard them bury themselves in both the clone's and the real Getsu's arms. As the smoke cleared, The two smirked as only one Getsu was left. A pile of shuriken lay where the clone once stood. "I do hope we haven't hurt you too terribly. But I feel that I need to show them all I've got to be able to get in." The two began to circle the boy now, walking around and around, like big cats circling their prey.
"When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you... Whenever you want it to be."
CURRENT STATS Ninjutsu~10 Strength~10 Bloodline~10 Speed~10 Taijutsu~10
Chakra Pool: 70/90
Hitofuki http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo236/Lovedwingsofpain/tigercub.jpg 【 Shinobi Rank 】 Genin 。 【 Kekkei Genkai 】Kumorineko Bakushin 。 【 Shinobi Profession 】 Bloodline 。 Prodigy - Advantage : o Mastery - Able to learn jutsu outside rank limits (genin learning b rank jutsu) - Disadvantage : o Headstrong - Succumb to any and all effects that jutsus have 【 Shinobi Speciality】 Speed 。 【 Chakra Pool 】 90 。 【 Equipment 】 Diamond-tipped Cat Claw Glove x2 Basic Katana x1 Kunai x8 Shuriken x10/20 Paper Bombs x 3 Smoke Bombs x6/10
The Hatake boy smiled at the female as both her and the copy created Tiger spoke, it sounded like stereo. He understood why they did it though, if only one were to speak it would diminish the illusion, and the enemy might be able to point out which one was the real one. The enemy, in this case, was Getsu. The pair had amazing synchronization, very impressive indeed. He was beginning to not want to be on the receiving end of their attacks, though it seemed he had little choice at the moment. He would deal with it as best as he could, and if he lost against her... Then so be it. This was, after all, only something of a practice spar, how badly injured could he really get? ...He was about to find out.
The female, after introducing herself as Midoriko, and the Tiger as Hitofuki, then proceeded to throw several smoke bombs at the ground in front of him, and the clone. They were rather effective, and as he had nothing to aid him in blowing away the smoke, nor seeing through it, concealed the pair as it was meant to. He brought his left hand up to his face, holding it palm out almost as if to block the smoke, but also to block an attack should one come as he slowly shifted his gaze around in the smoke. An attack did come... But not from head on so to speak. Whirring was his only warning, followed by the stinging pain that had him staggering back a step, his clone sparking and sizzling out of existence as it too was hit. His eyes widened as the smoke cleared and he was able to see the damage done. Of the shuriken she had thrown, three were now embedded in his right arm.
Metal clattered to the ground as the shuriken that had hit his now dispelled clone fell, and Getsu gasped softly, his left hand slowly moving over to his right arm, hovering over one of the shuriken. She had actually thrown something meant to do this much damage to him? He blinked, yes, he had expected her to fight him rather fiercely, but not with the intent to maim and possibly kill. If those had been only a few inches more to the left... They would have embedded themselves in his chest and caused serious, if not fatal, damage! As the pair began to circle him, speaking to him in a mocking tone, Getsu merely tilted his head, the hand that had been carefully hovering over the shuriken lowering, fingers clasping onto the metal. "It's really alright..." he said softly, the only indication that he winced as he jerked the first shuriken from his arm was his eyes narrowing slightly in pain. His hand went to the second one, repeating the motion and pulling it from his arm, bright red blood starting to stain his white coat sleeve, "It is a shame though... My coat is going to be ruined after this..." his voice was still calm, his expression, as he pulled the third and final shuriken out of his arm, now holding all three in his hand, almost impassive, save for the wince when he removed the bladed stars. "I guess you really are serious about this then, aren't you?" He remained looking at his arm as the blood slowly pooled from the wounds. Flexing his fingers, he slowly curled his arm, testing how much damage had really been done. Aside from it being slightly painful to move, it was nothing that he had to worry about. Tilting his hand, he let the shuriken fall from them, the metal stars clattering to the ground, his left hand coming across to swiftly and smoothly draw his white katana.
Now he shifted his gaze, ruby orbs watching the circling pair, "I suppose I need to put a little more thought into the situation myself. I can't let you have too easy of a win... That wouldn't show much of anything, now would it?" The corners of his eyes turned upward into a mouthless smile as his stance shifted, his left foot trailing back slightly before he began. Channeling Chakra into his feet, he suddenly darted forward, his movements a blur of white as he zig zagged toward the closest of the two, whichever they may be. He came to a skidding halt as he brought his katana up, the white blade sparking and dancing with bright white electricity, seeming to cause the weapon to glow as he quickly and forcefully slashed diagonally up from right hip to left shoulder, then once more, crossing downward from right shoulder to left hip.
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ s ʜ ɪ ɴ ᴏ ʙ ɪ . ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ʀ ᴍ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ᴊ ᴜ ᴛ s ᴜ . ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ :: Raiton: Shiroi Yaiba (Lightning Release: White Blade) // Mūnsuteppu [Flicker Step] // Sādo no fōmu: Fangu [Third Form: Fang] xxxxxxᴊ ᴜ ᴛ s ᴜ . ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴋ:: D // E // C ᴊ ᴜ ᴛ s ᴜ . ᴅ ᴇ s ᴄ ʀ ɪ ᴘ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ :: The Hatake are able to imbue their bladed weapons (Swords with Chains, Swords, Tanto, Daggers, etc) with bright electricity. This causes the blade to have a more focused edge, and higher cutting power than normal. This jutsu does not require handseals.
The user utilizes chakra into their footing and moves in a blurry fashion.
The user lifts his/her sword and diagonally slashes in a quick succession, in which would uproot an entire tree or tear away water in front of them.
Neko of Crystal Hearts
Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 2:58 pm
Alphonse Kaze
The blonde male watched as his ally Getsu was fighting against Midoriko. He charged up a bit more chakra before performing a few hand signs and calmly said." Maybe I should give you a little help Getsu! We are allies in this fight so!' He smiled and finished his hand signs. Alphonse watched the two as the smoke began to clear. He really didnt need to use hand signs for this jutsu, he just wanted to to help him focus his chakra a bit more.
D Rank - Raiton: Lightning Bolt Jutsu User forms fires a bold of lightning from their hands or fingers towards an opponent. The attack can cause minor burn wounds and a fairly painful shock upon contact with the target.
He pointed his fingers and sparks came from them as he calmly said,"Lightning Bolt Jutsu!" He fired three bolts slowly aiming them carefully at the girl.But only at her arms and legs, not wanting to cause her too much pain.
Standing to his feet he could feel the chakra resonating from the Kikachu bug letting him know that Hikaru was still there. His hands had been brushing his pants and partial cloak off as the genin soon began to argue and attack each other. It was like some kind of massive sparring match. The bugs from each genin and surrounding area went crazy with charka, allowing Hotaru to know the specifics around him. It was right before the genin broke out into sparring matches at he heard the chatter of some girl. 'Hoy! Clumsy mister , you might want to take that headband away from your eyes. You can't see anything if you are wearing them like that!' A small nod came from Hotaru, he thought about removing the headband, but then again what would be the point after all there wasn't much to see; but besides that, it would have been difficult to see due to the young one running off, yelling out anything that seemed to come to mind. "Hikaru, is it me, or do Kumo girls seems rather in abundance as of late?" He was speaking about Albroit, but how was he to know that he was a boy. Well really he could tel by the chakra signature the Kikaichu bug was giving off.
But as the young one ran off, Hotaru changed his view, well his head's position anyways. Looking towards the side where most of the genin were his hair just flowed against the steel of his headband, his arms slowly raising up to cross over one another over his chest. "This is bugging me." He spoke rather calmly, his body and head then turned back staring towards Hikaru as he looked somewhat puzzled. "Why are we here? Just to watch Takiko blow up genin? I mean have you heard the way she tried to blow up her son?" He smirked a little bit, he knew the reasoning behind her 'trying' to blow him up, he just wanted to ruffle a few feathers of his old team mate. It was then he felt the chakra in one of the young genin fluctuate, sparking could be heard slightly across the training grounds as it seemed someone was shooting off Raiton jutsu. An chakra left from another genin but appeared in two places at once, it must have been a clone jutsu. "Boring..." He just sighed and just dropped his arms, crouching down both arms propped up on each knee as he stared blindly forward.
Chakra Pool: 250
Equipment - 20x Shuriken - 15x Kunai - 10x Smoke Bombs - 5x Chakra Pill - Medical Pack
Shinobi Subclass: Multiple Elemental Advantage: Dual Power - Ninjutsu in your elements take 50% less to use. Disadvantage: Everything But - Any jutsu outside ninjutsu cost 25% more to use. battle. Kekkei Genkai: Kikaichu Ishoku
AaronQuan
iiTetshinji-Kun
Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 3:39 pm
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Alphonse was too busy with the two opponents that he opposed. Where the hell was Raiken? It was time to show off. You could tell that the flare never cease, continuing to blaze with confidence. The boy was right on the move to harm his enemy. The element of surprise was at hand. He appeared on top of Alphonse in a rapid frontal flipping position. The Raiken brought down his foot for an attempt to bellow a drop kick upon Alphonse's head with exceptional force that could cause an concussion if directly hit or maybe dizziness if slightly affected.
— Taijutsu | C Rank | Konoha Boufuu [Leaf Winding Wind] Jumping into the air and spinning, the user brings their head down in a drop kick atop the opponent’s head. This can cause a concussion if a direct hit is made or can cause dizziness if only slightly hit. During the spin the user is open to attack.
The ability to control electricity/lightning, along with the ability of storing it within the human body to use as offense or defense, depending upon the situation.
Jin entered the training grounds. His white eyes surveying the scene of what seemed to be a sparring match. He looked around to see if he could spot the Raikage in all this commotion but, then he saw...her. A girl who would make his body stiffen and his palms sweat, although women were his natural weakness he'd never gotten this effect from just seeing one. Brunette and looked like everything good with the world. Jin shook his head he had to focus he had something to do. He surveyed the field making sure not to get hit by any oncoming jutsu. He soon approached who he remembered to be the Raikage from seeing her a couple times before. He smiled as he approached her, as he began his sentence."Well I see you're still as beautiful as ever Madame Raikage. Jin Hyuuga, nice to formally meet you."Jin said as he took her hand gently by the fingers and merely tapped his nose to it knowing she was a married woman and it would be rude to kiss her hand."Although I do enjoy basking in your radiance, that is not why I've come. I've come because I'm a Genin and I was hoping to receive a headband and maybe join in this sparring match."Jin said with his signature charming smile. He was genuine in all his statements and his white eyes with their lack of pupils would look into hers with sincerity.
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Well he certainly was wasting no time getting this truly pointless, yet still necessary, sparring match started. Takiko simply crossed her arms and shook her head in disapproval as the first wave of mist came around her. Surely this spar was not going to take very long. As Shinto breathed out another wave of mist, Takiko had reached down into clay pouches with her right hand while the other draped down to rest comfortably on her waist. She chuckled slightly at the behavior of the boy. He behaved just as her son once did. Bringing out all the big stops when it was not fully warranted or necessary.
While waiting to hear the Uchiha's next movement, another young Genin, that Takiko really did not pay much attention to at the present time, walked up to her asking about a headband and to join the match. This was not the time to be asking such questions or even really responding to them. She simply held out her left arm in the direction of the fight signalling this new Genin to simply go and join the fight. From there she brought her left index and middle finger together against her lips as soft inaudible whispers slipped against them. With that a quick breeze shot from her lips, guided towards the direction of the young boy named Shinto. A faint voice that could only be heard by him slipped by as the breeze carried the words "Don't miss little Uchiha boy" past Shinto's ear. From there Takiko rested both of her hands against her waist and waited with a bored smile rested on her face.
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-Jutsu used: D Rank - Fuuton: Naishoubanashi Kaze no Jutsu [Wind Release: Whispering Wind Technique]
Jin was waved off by the Raikage who he hadn't noticed was in the midst of her own spar at the moment. Jin walked in the direction she pointed him which led him back to the girl, she was short, but he couldn't tell her age, and he didn't want to risk seeming like a creep. Why his mind was on that at the moment totally was beyond him but he regained his focus. He didn't know if he should jump in or not. It seemed to be a pretty even match so far and it looked as though they were teamed up. He was running out of time one blonde haired boy was about to be hit with a drop kick to the head, while the girl seemed as though she was about to be struck by lightning. Jin wasn't faster than lightning and saving her would only put him into a weird state that he couldn't show his peers so early in their relationship. Jin made his mind up as he performed one hand seal and a clone of himself appeared in a cloud of smoke. He nodded toward it and it picked him up and flung him right at the blonde haired male, but instead of aiming for the one about to be drop kicked he aimed for the kicker being propelled by the force of being flung by himself, he was moving at double his normal speed coming in with a heavy strike to the spiky haired male's torso that if landed would cause him to fly back some distance and would allow Jin to back flip and land. He had no clue what the outcome of this would be but, he'd be prepared.
Jutsu Used: E Rank - Gentle Fist The Gentle Fist (柔拳, Jūken) or Gentle Fist Art (柔拳法, Jūkenpō) is a form of hand-to-hand combat used by members of the Hyūga clan. It inflicts internal damage through attacking the body's Chakra Pathway System, subsequently injuring organs which are closely intertwined with the area of the network which has been struck. To do this, the user surgically injects a certain amount of their own chakra into the opponent's chakra pathway system, causing damage to surrounding organs due to their proximity to the chakra circulatory system. Even the slightest tap can cause severe internal damage, hence the name "gentle" fist.
C Rank - Gentle Fist Art: One Blow Body Using their ability to expel chakra from every chakra point on their body, a member of the Hyūga clan can hit their opponent with a blast of chakra that will send them flying away from the user.
B Rank - Kage Bunshin no Jutsu [Shadow Clone Technique] Kage Bunshin is a Jounin level Ninjutsu technique. When Naruto stole the scroll of seals, he learned this technique as well. The normal Bunshin technique creates a copy of the ninja that lacks any substance. The Kage Bunshin distributes the ninja's chakra evenly among the clones and creates a real copy with form and substance. The clone itself can also utilize any jutsu the original ninja knows. When the clone finally disperses, any new knowledge it has gained is passed back to the original ninja and any additional clones. This makes Kage Bunshin an excellent training method if the ninja has the chakra capacity and stamina to maintain the Kage Bunshins for an extended period of time. This allows the ninja to essentially reduce the time it takes to train and learn with each clone added. This is especially true when used with Tajuu Kage Bunshin.
Souchi The 2nd
Sorry if I interrupted I just didn't know what to do lol
Albroit crossed his arms, giving him a casual look, He was waiting for the girl that should come out of the mist, she should have some damage by getting bulldozered by sudden needles. Yet there was absolutely no reaction coming out of the mist. Did he kill her? Wounding her would teach her some things about showing respect to your colleges though. He scratched his cheek as he didn't know the answer, would he find out? As he didn't know the duration of the mist technique, nor did he know what the Raikage would do with this. He turned his head around, to look at the other battle scene. The battle scene where both the girl with the small tiger and his old travelling mate, Getsu were in. It was far more intresting than his own battle. He could jump in if he'd like, but would that hurt him? It would be lots of fun, but he needed a plan before doing such an action. Being reckless into a group of several armed people was just plain suicide. He turned his body around and ran off towards the other Genin. His high speed made him appear as if he was a blur towards other slower Genin, a effect that could come quite in handy. As he was getting closer to the battlefield he noticed somebody flying through the air. And another one had just thrown him! Well wasn't this the perfect timing to slam such a guy? Maybe he liked being thrown aswell? His punch could create such an effect. He got closer towards the Genin that had just thrown another Genin into the air. He pulled his fist out. "Pay attention now!" as his fist was getting near the jaw of the newly arrived Genin. Albroit did not know that it was a shadow clone.
Accoмpanιed By: Hotaru; Albroit, Alphonse, Raiken, Yuushiro Locaтιon: Training Grounds of Kumogakure no Sato Mood: Passive Guard/Steady Alert Tнoυgнтѕ: "Preemptive, really." ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Opinions and viewpoints existed within reality in a condensed space left seemingly untouched by, yet continuously making contact with, any and all matter surrounding them. In contrast to matter and antimatter, these bits of speech and thoughts reside in a realm that is not located between the two [whereas dark matter might], but overlapping them in a sense of utter entirety. The light granted by words was one of whom possessed the capability of defying such factual knowledge as the truth while also doing precisely the same towards falsities and yet granting both a mutual agreement that left a supposedly resounding quietness. This would only ever cause and be accompanied by, however, an omnipresent dispute held swiftly between reality and imagination. Without fact, fiction falls into an emptiness that is entirely unclassified by any means as there exists no means for it to be classified by in a world that knows only truths and falsities; it continues to defy the bindings of life by both existing and being fabled within the only known reality. This was the confusion and endlessly unravelling paradoxes caused by the supposed simplicity of opinion. Both bending and straightening fact as well as its counterpart, viewpoints are perceived and returned in a constant manner that could continue for as long as a person's imagination is active enough to overcome their sense of intelligence. This was a basic motor function of the mind: intellect being ever-constantly improved by creativity and vice versa; the brain being an object that needs only itself to accomplish larger feats. Truly being the pinnacle of the humankind, it was also its largest fault- in honesty, it proved no different than opinions in the sense that it contradicts reality in the most infinite of manners. These were the details that caused mankind to possess the capabilities both of destroying and loving. While one might balance another out, shifts are only inevitable to occur, and this was merely to come to be known as advancement. Humans, as well as any creature, could position themselves as both good and evil without any difficulty- this was simply the true transcendence of nature that was bestowed upon those who dwell in it. There was, however, no existing criteria that existed to label one as either of these. Opinions reached levels of two, wherein the first and most preferable be that any and all parties agree, despite perhaps their words not being truthful- this was a piece of viewpoints that made them unique in that they do not necessarily have to be correct or incorrect and could be both evenly at the same point in time. In the stage of mutual understanding there comes to be no apparent fault; it is only within the second evolution that causes disruption in even the most astute of persons. This is the event that occurs when two- and only two- equal parties hold different opinions, which subsequently leaves either side in argument. Any conversation that is to be entitled this way is no longer a discussion for as long as assault is being pinned. It only lies within human nature to realise that a third party must be required in any conversation of opposing forces for it to be considered a discussion. However, this is not- and never could be- the only variable.
The tempo of the bountiful images that were now being swiftly displayed before the eyes of Hikaru were, perhaps, difficult to follow, but were home to only few details that mattered to himself that corresponded with both his position as a Jounin and his own personal standings. What was only required as dominative between the conversion was an attentive and watchful mind. Despite the fact that the unnoticeably symmetrical amber-strewn orbs were focused only on the spar at hand, Hikaru's ears took fully in attentiveness towards his comrade and whatever words that might be spoken by the individual. This specifically moderate ignorance of the other was not entirely desirable, but it was the only possible option granted by the current scenario that took into account both his own wishes as well as those given to him. The male would far rather provide his fully undivided grace towards Hotaru, but it inevitably rang true in his own mind- and possibly further outside to those capable of such profiling prowess- that an assignment descriptive only of duty was called upon by the Raikage; newly appointed or not, it was only in a village member's most basic criteria to obey their higher-ups when the possibility is able. This information should have been clear to the likes of many; whether or not it would be followed through was entirely a different matter. This detail would not once preserve an afterthought in the vast majority due to the fact that it would come under light in a time that had already been predetermined by a higher power. Despite his obvious attention towards the action taking place, there were no noticeable breaths nor motions that visibly occurred upon the body of the Jounin as he quietly observed the practice of a duel that stood in his wake. It was more than likely that his lack of movement may have made the impression of his non-existent ignorance of the comrade standing beside himself- there simply was no purpose in his speaking as of current, as speech was not yet directed towards himself- this was common nature for the male. It was only after Hotaru had finished recalibrating his being that his rather uniquely pleasant tone of voice resonated in the limited air- something that was likely to only be found by one who had spent enough time alongside the dark-haired fellow to pay attention to such details. He and Hikaru were certainly an uncommon pair: one of whom lacked vision and another that seldom spoke. Their personalities were also neither to be often compared, but study was taken into account multitudinous times that opposites often attract. This was only as a result of the instinctive curiosity dwelled within the mind. Without verbally responding to the other Jounin's entryway question, a simple nod accompanied by a calm smile were the only gestures to be granted into his possession, as it was more than likely that a conversational topic would soon approach between the two as a result of the courses of actions now witnessed by Hikaru. It was only now that any noticeable, unorthodox details in the Jounin's physical structure would occur. A certain venture that took place only during rare occasions began within Hikaru's own mind in a sense that was far more than fluent: Genin were- purposefully or otherwise [though it mattered not]- betraying their orders to satisfy their own begrudged desires while the assigner of their task remained distracted by work of her own. It had now arisen to the point in time that was so awaited, though far more preemptively than several might have originally thought. This was the only moment that one might have seen the slightest of reactions from the Jounin throughout the already-observed-entirety of the spar. While only presented in the form of the slightest and evidently unsatisfied exhales of air relieving itself from his mouth in a rather cooling manner, it should have been made to be more than apparent that a sense of distaste was discovered in the midst of the action.
Life was now broken down by people into an endless enigma, it so seemed. With no evidence that it truly exists leaves it in an empty space that only awaits interrogation. It is this instability that prevents breakage. Upon reaching the supposed entryway, in regards to its validities, a person can only guess, and what end it will come to, one can only do precisely the same. This was true chaos- sporadic information that was all the while impossible to know yet desired nonetheless. It was curiosity that led people to such distances, but it was nothing separate that provided also the destruction of those who beheld it. It was this disarray that allowed for people to come to know both themselves and others as no damage was dealt without being returned in the attempted-to-be-equal life of humanity. Whether or not a person causes an act to resume the equality in life, however, is entirely interchangeable. Some aspects of the reality have come to be praised to extensive heights, and yet others appear so lowly, while the unnamed few are simply understood as neutral objects causing only strife in the already warped reality. Nothing can achieve entirety in value as it was far more than apparent that no such thing resides in existence. Any whole of the life that mankind has come to know is so seemingly endless, and all the while, far more than limited. Not one singular trait is capable of being compared between each individual life, as the majority believe to be true. Never does a person come to truly realize what large amounts of satisfaction life has to offer, despite the fact that, to anyone's knowledge, it is all that any living organism has. Each of these many individuals has yet to realize this detail, and it is only often that one will ever begin to comprehend it until they halt their egotistical and self-centered views and second guess all the while standing alongside another.
Hikaru's thoughts now returned to his comrade as more words were brought forth from the quiet. Despite his passively calm nature, it was only inevitable that this well-known contrast would force a voluntary smile to make its appearance upon the face of the Jounin; he was not a person of a dry composure, but simply serious about the life in which he lives. This was an interesting outlook on reality, certainly. The two males knew well a good amount of information between themselves, and a decent capacity of the new Raikage- both past and slightly present- though it was granted that Hotaru certainly possessed more knowledge than Hikaru on the matter. This was hardly of any significance, though- the duo knew enough. As was evident by both speech and movement, the latter had witnessed more in this sparring match than the former, but that was not to matter- it would not be long before the scenario at hand would become apparent. The slightest of laughs was exerted from the mouth of the Jounin signifying a gentle smile with a hidden composure- something that his counterpart was likely to know well. Withdrawing Shibiru from his back in a swift motion, the cloth wrapped around the rear of the cross seemingly instantaneously unravelled through a skillful few flicks of the wrist. As was appointed by the woman now in control of his actions, it was Hikaru's duty to intervene in this basic "sparring match" if ever found necessary. Certainly attacking an ally- on multiple occasions- was reason enough to include himself, despite what amount of resent he'd had in partaking. He'd two targets of whom both possessed blonde hair- spiked, the both of them. It was no difficult feat to prevent the duo from causing any further damage-on-impulse, but it was honestly something that Hikaru would rather not be having to do. Identifying his first target- Albroit, he believed he'd heard one of the other Genin address him as- the butt of the weapon opened to reveal two large barrels whose purpose, as of now, would be revealed. Upon finding the proper distancing, a large wave of blood directly taken from the Jounin's body was released from the cross towards the immediate direction of Albroit so that it would forcefully make contact and move him aside. To reach in the slightest of the boy's head would make for good use at a later date. Having now dispelled massive amounts of the thick red liquid upon the ground and nearly concealing the direct line of ground that stood between himself and the shot, the process became a much less difficult task for Hikaru to complete. Raising Shibiru so that it was standing once again, the Jounin manipulated the now scattered blood towards the other blonde male whose hair was far more abstract than the first. Due to his form of offense, it was simply required that the Genin be struck and moved out of the immediate proximity of his allies as this was all that was currently desired; it was more than certain that this intervention would catch the attention of those involved. Turning once again to Hotaru, a gentle sigh accompanied by few words were all that left his mouth: "This is why we are here."
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»Used Jutsu: ● Chishioton: Katameru [Blood Release: Solidify] ~ E Rank This technique allows the user to instantaneously change the state of blood to a solid form. Strength, thickness, and et cetera vary depending on what Blood Type is being solidified.
● Chishioton: Jinkō Henkan [Blood Release: Artificial Conversion] ~ E Rank This technique allows the user to reproduce and modify the red and white blood cells in Natural Blood to create Artificial Blood, which, unlike the former, is used solely for combative purpose. Through modification it also allows them to alter its Blood Type [A, B, AB, O] and indefinitely store any form within their body.
