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 Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 12:32 am
 Kiýøshî Uchiha
"The Crimson Wolf of Konoha"
CP: 770
HP: 638
MHp: 1000
Rank: Jounin Sensei
Profile: Here
[ Note: A new song for the scene is up. You'll love it Proto. <3]
Kiyoshi raised his head as she spoke in a gentle voice he'd yet to hear. She stopped and paused so much, but she really tried her best. He was humbled at her attempt but Kiyo couldn't bring himself to smile. She was kind-- and even with such sadness, she still managed to realize her disregard for manners.
He glanced down as her hand grazed his. He looked up to see her flinch. He looked to the basin. Did she need it? He slowly turned a bit, almost rising to his feet as he soaked the towel in the liquid, squeezing it. Sitting down, he slowly leaned over. She refused to look at him....
It was alright....
The Uchiha leaned over a bit, slowly and carefully taking her hand. "I know... what you mean Nyame-chan...", he quietly replied, moving the towel over the back over her hand. She had cuts and dirt all over, he sighed. Her hand was resting in his palm, he raised her sleeve, if only a little, to clean the rest of scrapes off.
"You are...really...kind..."
He looked up to her, she still refused to meet his eyes. His lips parted as he smiled once more. "...and you're quite kind also."
He looked down at her pale hand. She was quite pretty...
"Uchiha...."
He trailed off, raising her hand a bit. "..killed themselves. They fought for the scarlet gaze you hate so...I don't respect all that they've done. I like to believe an Uchiha should try to look out for Konoha before his clan. Any should... ", muttered the Uchiha, his eyes slowly wincing as he looked away. He wasn't good at cheering people up...
"I was raised by Hitoki Hyuuga, so I suppose I get my ideals from him. It would probably be why I'm sitting here. I hate seeing those pretty eyes so sad.", Kiyoshi continued honestly. He wasn't sure she caught his compliment, but it was more to her than to the Hyuuga clan.
"Please don't worry about being formal with me. I will never care to see that side... Shikahimei would've never. I'd like to say there should be more people like him.. so I try to be..."
Shikahimei was good at cheering and being there for people, but Kiyo was always the cool headed genius, he always acted apathetic. Kiyo's black eyes flickered as he rested his head upon the railing on Nyame's bed, looking down. He could feel a headache coming over. He hated thinking about the Nara sometimes...
__________Theme: (A song to match the mood!) - To not let her burdens consume her...
""We have pride.. for what? Our eyes? This clan cannot even see their own folley!!""
|The Heir to the Sharingan|
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 4:16 am
∏--Ω--∏
║Pisces║
╚True Rulers of the 12th House╝ 
The eyes of emerald were like a beast, staring directly toward the small animal within Elda's arms. This was strange and greatly intrigued him, so much is mind had become distracted by the sight of the small animal. His eyes were becoming filled with lust, as his mind began to reveal the flames that should engulf the small creature.
"Burn it...' His voice was much darker, filled with a history he could never leave behind. However, the tone of the sweet Judas filled with Redemption was tossed away for something that was forcing its way up. His voice was too soft to be heard by anyone but Yokou..
The emerald gleaming with the need to grab and toss the animal into a small pit, the fill it with the flames..
“A broken clock still ticks but the hands of time will twitch.. With my mind, my hands, heart and fists I’ll burn you body in a ditch..” Then he was released. His eyes quickly fell upon Elda, caught staring at her brilliant smile.
His head shaking softly as if he had woken from a gaze, breaking him from the darkness clinging to his mind. He was glad she shook him from whatever it was, but he was becoming exhausted mentally.
The once beastly emerald gaze was gone, as now one filled with hope and ambition fell upon Yokou. Listening to before breaking out into a quiet laughter at Elda's fit.
"I am fine, with whatever you wish for me to do Yoko--...My name?"
His mind instantly flashed to the thought of the long blonde haired man who had trained him so furiously as a child and named him.. The man who had forced him to join a slave encampment... Soon his eyes fell upon the moons on Elda's face.
A single bead of sweat would form on his cheek, as well as the once pale coloration became crimson. He was now filled with embarrassment, somehow feeling his heart beat increase..
The women were very beautiful, and it caused a stir in him.
"I am Judas." He spoke nervously feeling as if he should be judged. After all, it was the name of a child who had killed his mother.
His eyes shot open wide as he hopped off of the medical bed, his hand softly grasping Yokou's planting a kiss upon the back of her palm. His lips, for some reason, enjoying the warmth of her flesh. Soon he gently placed it at her side.
"Nice to meet you." He spoke with a bow, quickly turning to Elruda. His fingers curling around the base of hers, drawing her hand up to his lips planting a kiss upon the back of her palm as well. His lips still enjoying the warmth of her flesh..
His eyes widened, another blush forming. Her scent filled his nostrils, and.. it was not smokey, it was clear and nice. He slowly leaned back and placed her hand gently at her side and bowed.
"Nice to meet you." He said leaning back up, the blush still upon his cheeks.
The child had only ever seen elders at the slave encampment do that to women before taking them to their quarters. Judas was innocent to things perverse, but he had always thought it was what you did when you met someone new.
JudasHp:50/50 | Cp:15/15 | Mhp:50/50 | DB10 Theme Dear YouThә ∑ςςєηςє oƒ ĐυαŁ¡тұ
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 11:08 am
((Lolz. For Nyame's behavior here, reading it over, I suddenly got the old image of my friend's virtual pet Pikachu game thing. Anyways...Nina forgot to take care of her Pikachu, so it ignored her, and me and this other girl took turns shaking the device - along with Nina - until Pikachu would pay attention to her again... rofl ))
Since she wasn't looking at him, and was pretending the wall (her bed was in the corner) was far more interesting, she did not see Kiyoshi take up the towel again. She did wince, a little, when she felt the lukewarm water washing at the wounds on her hands - slightly both in surprise and a little from the stinging pain - but almost immediately too, realizing flinching was probably not very polite, she held still for him.
A little tensely, until he spoke.
"Your teacher was a Hyuuga?" She looked aside, surprised, but nearly as quickly, meeting his eyes by accident, almost shyly, she dropped her gaze. "...eh..." Except she couldn't stare at her hands either, that certainly won't help the fact that his hand was holding hers, so there was a long pause, as she stared at the floor, almost half-wishing that a dent could be made with simply her gaze.
But then she remembered something else.
Something very important.
"...I...I threatened Yokou-sama..." She whispered, paling.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 1:12 pm
Kiýøshî Uchiha
"The Crimson Wolf of Konoha"
CP: 770
HP: 638
MHp: 1000
Rank: Jounin Sensei
Profile: Here
[If you offered your other hand to him, he'd probably love you forever. xD More thank Pikachu loved Ash. xD]
Kiyoshi's picked up his head, his eyes half-open as he smirked. "Yes. I was taught by Hitoki, and did missions with him even as ANBU. Great man..", replied the Uchiha in his usual serene voice. He looked down at her hand, still holding his and slowly let it rest on her lap. He pulled his hands back, letting them rest on the railing. He would've offered to take her other hand, but he'd realized that he might've made the Hyuuga girl a bit uncomfortable by how tense she became...
She was so distraught at the moment... it was understandable to say the least...
He smiled, but she had held still for him nevertheless. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfy...", he closed his eyes, a small bead of sweat forming on his forehead. The smile faded as she spoke of Yokou-sama.
She did indeed.
He had watched as she almost attacked the Sennin... but... he'd do the same. Anyone would've. Infact...
"You did. An apology will more than fix that, she understands.We all understand.. I've raised my hands at Hitoki.. to the elders too..", he replied. She felt bad? He was a true-bred Uchiha in his youth.
"Even recently... when Shikahimei died. The elder talked down of the Nara right after the Battle of Konoha Forest. We were all so distraught.. and I. I attacked him, I was going to kill him.. but Hitoki stopped me.", Kiyoshi trailed off looking down, his hands coming together. His voice had been soft, just like hers.
"Seeing those beautiful eyes, I see all the mistakes I've made in my life.", his voice quivered.
"... and I've made so many..."
__________Theme: (A song to match the mood!) - To not let her burdens consume her...
""We have pride.. for what? Our eyes? This clan cannot even see their own folley!!""
|The Heir to the Sharingan|
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 1:48 pm
Minoru Ito Lvl. 4 Hp: 40/40 Cp: 23/23 MHp: 40/40  "I was not aware you had personal space issues Kaede-dono. I have never had any privacy before, so I cannot say that I completely understand. But I will respect it, as a friend and companion."Minoru looked at her warmly, the way any man of any god would look upon a worshipper. Kaede looked so down, so helpless... He couldn't just sit there and do nothing. "If it would help, I would bring you to my grove on the outskirts of town. At the moment it is my home, since I could never live in one of these wooden boxes."It was true that Minoru was claustrophobic, but only inside manmade structures. He had lived in caves, in forests, and in make-shift underground burrows, but buildings made him nervous. But he couldn't show it here, not now in front of Kaede and Conan... Anxiously his hands fidgeted and his breathing slowing increased. His eyes darted across the hallway, like an animal trying to get out of its cage. "I may not know anything about embroidery, but I’m sure I can help you find someone in the village that can... But if I may make a request; can we please go outside for some fresh air? I... I'm not good with enclosed buildings. Too used to the wide open spaces of nature you see..."Minoru licked his lips and his eyes flew from one end of the hallway to the other. He couldn't remember how to get out... "But I would ask that one of you tell me where to go... I don't know my way around this place..."Fear crept into his soul, taunting him, just as the stares and insults by the villagers taunted him. He felt like an animal in a cage, surrounded by people staring at him and prodding him for their amusement. He had to get out somehow.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 6:09 pm
First, Tairu earned himself a chilling glare that could perhaps rival any Hyouton Creation clansman from eyes that were so similar, yet different, from his own. He would feel the creeping chill, down to his bones, but instead of a kick, in the next moment, Elruda with her delicate, long fingers pulled free the knot of the ribbon. And then, she looked to Tairu with a huff, and said rather imperiously as the ribbon dropped to the ground:
"Kitty with purple ribbon was lost kitty. Fluffy Zephyr kitty is Elda's kitty."
...
Silence.
Oh.
Oh.
Looks like Elruda had entered unreasonable mode.
And she returned to ignoring Tairu, letting the kitten rest its small head on her shoulders, she, happily stroking its soft ears. But when Judas spoke again, she rewarded him with her usual cheerful smile, and then said:
"Judas, from Judah - "to praise" God...what a pretty name."
And with kitten cradled in one arm, while the other hand, her right, held to her collarbone, she said:
"Elda is very happy~"
"..."
Yokou had fallen quiet, but that was not because of Elruda's rejection of Tairu's "breaking news". No, rather-...
"Well..." She said, flipping a strand of dark hair away from her cheek. "It can stay, until we find the owners. Fair enough?"
"Mum's the best~!" With her free hand, she coughed into it. "...unlike - certain - others."
Daggers seemed to be hurled poor Tairu's way.
Tairu: -1 from Elruda affection gauge for the news that the kitten had an owner... rofl
"Well then." Said Yokou, tiredly pressing her forehead. "I'll be back...papers to get for Judas here from the medical order. Elruda-..."
"I know, I know, mum! I swear...that was the only one I had! And it was Marcus-jiji who bought it!!"
"Right..."
With that said, getting up, Yokou left the three children in the room.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 7:28 pm
LV. 40 | Experience: 0/8000 | Hp: 520 /520 | Cp: 715/720 | MHp: 2200/2200
- 5 Cp.
Copper. A bunch of smelly herbs. And disinfectant.
If he has to describe Seiji's scent, it would be this. And the hospital reeked of it. It doesn't surprise him Seiji's old office name plating now reads, "Takani Fuu". And it would seem she kept her former fiancee's office as close to how it was when its previous former left it, 19 years ago. Even though he doesn't need to face his head in the direction of Seiji's desk to see it with the Echo of the Siren, old habits die hard. Rough fingers linger on the glossy surface of an old photo. A part of him wishes he knew what the colors were, but he knows he shouldn't be greedy. Just being able to see the smiling faces of Team Shoichi is a blessing enough. The photo is put back on Seiji's old desk.
He closes the door behind him and turns off the Siren. He has seen enough for now. The man makes a mental note to come back later. There is no hurry. It will not disappear any time soon. This visit was just to confirm it. Next time, he will come here with Pops and Sho-chan. And as he passes through the hallway, he smells something very nice. Vaguely familiar, but... a nice smell. Most likely belongs to a female, and it wasn't Takani-san. Shinichi's curiosity picks up, so he trips and-
"Kyaaaaaa~!"
His head lands in soft bosoms. A not so flat chest. Alright! Inwardly, the blind man cheered and patted himself on the back for his success. Unfortunately, he lacked the tact not to wonder,
"Hmm... C-cup or B-cup?"
out loud.
And with clenching and unclenching fingers to emphasize his breast grabs, as he tried to weigh the other person's measurements. If Shinichi hadn't made that challenge to Pinocchio-chan, one might have wondered if the man had a death wish. In reality, his shut-in life had dimmed the man's awareness. One might say his stupidity rivaled Zephyr's on the subject of women, but that was one area Shinichi refused to boast about.
Wait...
What was his dangerous and horribly demonic aura he's sensing? It's making the hair on the back of his neck rise. A trail of sweat drips down his cheek behind his mask. It was as if he was a tomb raider, accidentally breaking a seal and releasing an evil that should stay locked and never seen.
____________________________________________________________________________________ His last words were, "... I'm happy."
When I die one day, I want to be able to say that too.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 8:18 pm
• ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ Your destiny is not yet set in stone.
O infant generation...  Hp: 1650 | Cp: 2680/2738 | MHp: 1650
Theme Song: I'm Going to So Kick Your Arse! [Bon Jovi - It's My Life]But where was she to find the documents...?
A frown settled on Yokou's lips...before she remembered...
That's right!
Supervisor Takani Fuu would definitely be sure to have extra documentation.
And so she headed for the Takani's office.
Just when she drew close-...
First there was a collision. And someone's head.
Then...
There was a hand.
Two hands.
WHERE THE HELL DID THAT HAND THINK IT WAS PUTTING ITSELF ON!?
...
Oh no the hell--...
With demonic speed, her hand caught the offending hand in a iron-like grip, as it had realized danger and attempted to swiftly retreat. The offending hand didn't get very far, so now that she had that in custody, she spoke:
"Sooo."
A...soft...voice...?
"...Shin-i-chi, was it?"
The cold voice dripped down like ice, even though the temperature in the room seemed to have increased to rival the flames of the infernos. Shinichi would hear the sound of a sword sliding out of its sheath: he was fortunate in that he could not see, because, not only had the visage of the oni from the pits of hell formed in the heat-wavering background behind Yokou...buuuut...
Her eyes glowed with danger, however, what was most noticeable was how her loosely flowing hair floated dangerously in the air around her, the terrifying expression on Yokou's face perhaps rivaling the very image poor Elruda ran away screaming once the child had seen the face of 'the Ring's ghost-girl' in one of her storybooks. Oh yes.
And THIS Sadako was wearing all black PLUS a maniacal grin.
The black blade of Kusanagi drew close - slowly, slowly - to Shinichi's neck (When had she even moved for her sword? Must've been with her other hand...). What was all the more disturbing, however, was perhaps just how sweet Yokou's tone had suddenly become. But the Lucifer-aura definitely did not disappear. Yes...Zephyr had certainly done a wondrous job corrupting his innocents.
"...would you like to see death, Shinichi dear...?"
And then she beamed, all smiles, but the murderous intent oddly enough seemed to spike with that-...
"Or...you don't mind losing a head, and two hands, no?"Rank: Sennin | Position: Council of Elders, Head of Hyuuga Familia
Title: Konoha's Kuruizaki-hime "Madly-Blooming Princess"Carve your own path.
...you bear the dreams of nations.
Hyuuga Yokou • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞ • ۞
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 8:35 pm
Hyuuga TairuHp: 59/60 l Cp: 45/45 l MHp: 55/55 l DB: 16 Theme: Main Theme Tairu stood motionless yet inside his head he was mentally dodging Elruda's daggers. Left, right, down, whoa jump! Tairu looked at Yokou-sama with unbelieving eyes, she was far to kind to be a mortal human being. Tairu looked at the kitten, it was so white and soft, and white. Tairu loved the color white, it was his favorite color. He was lucky in that respect, nost things Hyuuga were white. His was continuously locked on the motion of Elruda's fingers stroking the soft white fur on the kitten's ear. Tairu nervously walked over towards Elruda, his eyes never leaving the kitten. His new found attraction to the kitten came when Tairu realized that if Elruda got to keep the kitten then he could go see it all the time. Nervously Tairu broke his line of sight on the Kitten though he quickly looked to make sure it was still there. Tairu nervously tapped his fingers together as inched closer to Elruda. "Umm, Elruda-chan, if you would let this one see the kitten often... this one would forgot where the kitten came from." Tairu said a little nervously as he struggled to keep his eyes off of the kitten and on Elruda's eyes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:02 pm
"I...I...know..." She whispered, to his words that 'Yokou would forgive and pretend the incident didn't happen'. She very well knew the nature of the lady of her family: more forgiving and kinder than anyone. She had heard whispers that in that retrospect, Yokou was very like her old Sensei...the Sennin Senju, who had recently been named Juugodaime. Yes, she had blamed the Juugodaime for his neglect in notifying the village, but-...
Yokou-sama, whenever she was asked inquiries of her Sensei after visiting the mountains of Kumo would give a sad smile, and say "He's well. But his heart is elsewhere."
Elsewhere.
Not for the village...
A forced duty had been shoved into Senju Zephyr's palms. One that the wandering Sennin had not wanted...but...but...then...
Why, then, had he accepted?
The Senju Lord was a man of paradox.
But a person she had never known personally.
And she had attributed her, and Shika's choice, to take matters into their own hands, as Yokou and her mentor's fault...
"I know." She said, again, softly. "Yokou-dono is just like that. A real princess, in dignity. But-..."
Nyame didn't need to say more.
The heavy guilt was there. Knowing that the other side would forgive...would not chastisement have been better? And certainly, Yokou might have cold words, at first, to open the conversation...but always, always...a gentle, motherly embrace, and wiping the tears from a crying child's cheek...
"I-I...know!" She lifted her feet over the side from the bed, and searched for her shoes. "I-I'll go apologize, a-and..."
However, her vision blurred from focus, and her head dizzily spun, and perhaps half in her haste, and half-...
She collapsed forth, having fought the heavy dose of narcotics she was given too hard.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:04 pm
LV. 40 | Experience: 0/8000 | Hp: 520 /520 | Cp: 715/720 | MHp: 2200/2200
Oh crap.
Ohcrapohcrapohcrap.
This woman wasn't a pretty flower, she was a friggin' MAN EATING PLANT. At the very least, an oni demon. A mind reading oni demon that somehow knew his name! He felt one of his wrists get ensnared by a deathly firm grip. Like a handcuff. A very unpleasant handcuff. Shinichi only preferred to be handcuffed... if it was to a bedroom stand and the woman was wearing tasteful leather. His lips nervously twitched and smiled back. But it wasn't like the woman would be able to see it behind his mask. Oh thank kami for this mask... he can die preserving some of his masculinity.
Wait.
... die? After all the cool things he said to Pinocchio-chan about living life to the fullest and now... now HE'S GOING TO DIE BEFORE EVEN LASTS A DAY!? Die and let Pinocchio-chan win? Let the twip win, before even getting a chance to humiliate the brat at ping pong in the same fashion he had beaten Shinichi all those years ago?
Oh HELL no.
"AAAAAH! THERE'S AN ONI DEMON RUNNING LOOSE IN THE HOSPITAL!" he hollered.
Screw his masculinity. There was no way... he had spent a gruesome amount of training with Sho-chan to raise his ping pong skills. When he could have easily done something much for fun than hang out with a butt monkey. He was going to wipe the floor with Pinocchio-chan! But... that might not get enough people's attention in time to rescue him. He needed two hands for his nodachi and... oh damn it. What... what did he tell his Kai-chan if she was to run into danger? Oh, right.
"RAAAAAAPE! SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Yeah, that might work... if he was female. But hey, he had to try right? Damn it, he's not good at coming up with plans and ideas. He's only good at executing them. If only Seiji was here to plan out an escape route. Seiji...
Helpless the massive jaw of the death, like a damsel in distress Shinichi made one last ditch struggle. Like a will of fire before it flickers out. They say that shine best right in their fight right before dying right?
He will test it out...
I'm so sorry Seiji, but I don't want to reunite with you again so soon. I still want to...
"B-before I die..." he speaks with all seriousness to the oni demon.
I still want to...
"Do me a favor." his voice is hoarse.
I still want to...
I still want to get laid one final time.
"Don't let me die a virgin."
... and fail miserably.
Extra points if she fell for his lie. Extra points if she falls for it and he can somehow find a way to escape. Extra points if she's hot... from the feel of her chest, the woman possessing them had to be.
____________________________________________________________________________________ His last words were, "... I'm happy."
When I die one day, I want to be able to say that too.
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 9:28 pm
& ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ S e n j u F a m i l i a : ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ § He took me from the labs, and gave me a name.
..."I will call you Zephyr, and you will be as free as the wind"...  Hp: 1210 | Cp: 3142/3250 | MHp: 1200He cheerfully skipped through the halls, content with having gotten revenge on Shinichi.
But...Zephyr had the ill luck to poke his head around the corner.
"Oh, hey, what's this about ra-AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!????"
His words ended in a scream, because he had arrived in the particular moment Yokou had raised her sword, ready to decapitate Shinichi (as promised). But hell no. That wasn't his sweet daughter he saw b-but!
She had turned, just her head - the kind like a puppet slowly cracking its neck aside for the change of direction - and she...and she...!
It was a nightmare...it was...the Grudge!
"Y-y-y-yokou.........................?"
Even though she only looked over her shoulder, Zephyr couldn't help but back up in nervous apprehension: after all, she dragging along Shinichi by the scruff of the neck with one hand, sword never leaving the Uchiha's neck with her other hand...Yokou can be really strong when she needed to...
"...ehhhmn......Yokou dear.......? ......i-it's m-medical...r-rule........can we please put the sword away........?"
His jaw dropped, as she ignored him, and returning to her victim, raised the sword again...
"Y-yokou! Youarenotreallygoingtokillavillagerthedaybefore-"
CHING. KACHING. CHING.
There was the sound of a sword and metal slicing through the air.
"...Yokou, YOKOU!?!?"
...
...
...
Yokou had given Shinichi a haircut, Kusanagi-style. Leaving only one lock of hair in the center.
A Mohawk.
A Mohawk!
BWA-HA-HA-HA!
"..."
Sword still out, she grumpily commented aside.
"...enough...? ...no no..." She seemed to be speaking to herself now, (part) internally debating whether or not she still wanted the cranium.
...
"...not enough, not enough..."
She picked up Shinichi, and began shaking him. Violently.
"Next time..." She hissed, her tone deadly. "There will be no next time - I'll do more than shave you!"
A promise for full-on decapitation.
A flash would catch both's attention, and they would see Zephyr with one of those one-time use cameras they sold in Iwa's festivals... Giggling insanely to himself, he held the camera as if it was some prize to his small chest.
Perfect blackmailing material.
"I can submit this to the Times..." (expression: whee )
"...more money~!"
And with a happy, childish laugh, the little Senju skipped out of view in the turn of the halls...
!
Yokou debated who to kill first.Rank: Hokage | Position: Head of Clan, Senju Royal Family
Title: White Tiger of KonohaThe old man is dead now...why do I still live his promise...?
But he loved this village. I think I do, too.
Senju Shinrei & ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ K o n o h a g a k u r e : ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ §
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 10:00 pm
∏--Ω--∏
║Pisces║
╚True Rulers of the 12th House╝
Judas simply stayed quiet as Yokou left the room. He couldn't help but watch the two before him, they seemed to be around his age but he really couldn't tell. His eyes quickly shooting toward the guy..
"Are you... A girl?"
He blinked trying to find some clues of female traits. He looked a bit feminine (To Judas) but mainly because f his nervous attitude did he look so cute.
Tairu just might be a woman... However, his eyes shooting to Elruda, she is gorgeous. He nodded with confidence.
"...I'm Hungry." A large cat seemed to growl in the room, as his stomach rumbled in lust. "I forgot I hadn't eaten in 5 days!" He laughed off the pain of his starvation and blinked..
"Where am I going to live? What am I going to do? Do I get paid as being a shinobi? I think I need money... What's the money here? Do you take food coins?" He was frantic, he quickly pulled out the golden marbles from his pocket he used before to obtain food. They might be useless here.. But all of these questions caught up to him abruptly.
JudasHp:50/50 | Cp:15/15 | Mhp:50/50 | DB10 Theme Dear YouThә ∑ςςєηςє oƒ ĐυαŁ¡тұ
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 10:17 pm
Kiýøshî Uchiha
"The Crimson Wolf of Konoha"
CP: 770
HP: 638
MHp: 1000
Rank: Jounin Sensei
Profile: Here
The Uchiha listened as she finally replied. She was so troubled by raising her hands to her. He slowly raised his hands as she started to shuffle to her feet. His eyes widened, oh-- that's not too good...
She really was troubled by this....
Suddenly as she began to falter, he slipped from his seat. As she passed out, he would gently grab her and hold her in his arms, moving lower as to help cushion her. He held her now.. her head right at his shoulder, his hand supporting her, holding her up by the bottom of her knees. He looked to the bed...
No..
She'd simply try this again. It'd be better for her health and his dignity. He slowly rose to his feet, holding her close to him. The Jounin slowly began to walk out as a Medic stopped.
"Kiyoshi-sama, you cant--", but he was quckly stopped as the Sharingan flared, putting thoughts in his head.
"I'll just be a minute.", replied the man. The Medic simply bowed, hypnotized to not arguing further. His eyes became black as he continued walking towards the others. He glanced down, she was so pretty...
He smirked a bit. It was all Hitoki's doing. He had such an attraction to this clan. He planned to take her to the Sennin so Nyame-chan may apologize...
__________Theme: (A song to match the mood!) - To not let her burdens consume her...
""We have pride.. for what? Our eyes? This clan cannot even see their own folley!!""
|The Heir to the Sharingan|
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2009 10:42 pm
LV. 40 | Experience: 0/8000 | Hp: 520 /520 | Cp: 714/720 | MHp: 2200/2200
-1 Cp.
Oh, motherfu-
He scowled underneath his mask, as the crazy oni demon shook him.
s**t.
Though he was a narcissist, Shinichi's first concern was not how he presented himself in the village.
He would like to think that his ability to woo a woman's heart did not rely on hair so heavily as a crutch.
It was how he was going to present himself in front of his little sisters and his goddaughter. A delinquent haircut! It would prove that Sho-chan was right. And then that smelly little butt monkey will be winning in their affections. He will become their favorite at the drop of a hat.
Down right unforgivable!
Shinichi gritted his teeth, hands clenching. He pulled himself out of Yokou's grasp, unsheathed his walking cane, feeling the reflection of light off it's blade, and sliced off his remaining hair. Going completely bald now. So that he could at least grow back his hair evenly. Quickly, he sheathes it, hoping the other oni demon doesn't see and know... that he's armed. Put on a wig... naw. He's a shinobi. Henge no Jutsu should work fine... he flares that jutsu on. Even if shinobi could probably see it, his little girls wouldn't be able to see through the jutsu... at least not until he grows it back.
But that didn't mean Pinocchio-chan was off the hook. Oh no, no, noooo. There had to be a way... somehow, he was going to nab that photo from the little brat and burn it. Pinocchio-chan had to have developed some sort of weakness while he was gone. All real boys have one. If only he had taken a picture of his girl form...
Wait.
"Yokou?" he wondered out loud.
... did Pinoccho-chan just say Yokou? Where has he heard of that name?
"Yokou.."
Was she one of the many women he dated? Or maybe one of the sisters of the many women he dated...? A former member of his fan club? Pain in the butt. He couldn't honestly be expected to remember the name to the face of every woman he's ever met. That's like trying to memorizing poems. Unconventional and you'll forget it later because you never use it. Seriously!
"Yokou..."
No, if she was she would have been flattered that "Everybody's Kei... Shinichi" was even coming on to her... wait. Was she one of the many women he rejected in the past? Was that why she was so hell bent on killing him? It would make sense, but at least she wasn't rejected by someone ugly. Geez, here if she wanted an apology, she could've...
"Oh!"
He is lying on a warm hospital bed, black eyes intently watching the way that beautiful black crown of hair framed C-cup's face. While, he emphasizes about her chest size... the thing he would like to touch most is that loose lock of hair that is always trailing about as she moves, but...
"... you should be in jail for sexually harassing Hyuuga Yokou. Seriously, isn't she thirteen years old?"
That is not his right.
"Flatchest? Is that you?"
That would explain that extremely violent reaction. And why Pinocchio-chan knew her. And why she knew his name was Shinichi... which would also mean that she had seen through his lie.
"Aha... guess I can't say Flatchest has a flat chest anymore, eh? Ha ha ha," he nervously laughs.
...
Some people just need to learn to shut up.
____________________________________________________________________________________ His last words were, "... I'm happy."
When I die one day, I want to be able to say that too.
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