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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 3:09 pm
| Lmbo. You died too fast. rofl | Volcano Reina would watch the weapons fall, her eyes gliding over each one. Her armor had grown once more. Her head, legs, and chest were all covered by her chakra armor. Half way to full power was the thought of this Reina. She was rather enjoying herself while her opponent was no doubt hating this whole thing. They'd been fighting for quite a long time and the only noticeable wound she had was a small scratch under her foot. Not only that but he forgot his jutsu while she did not. And yet he was more than liking thinking she was mocking him by her not performing jutsu either. He was more than liking wishing he could tear her to shreds. She smiles as he revives and watches him with great amusement in her eyes. The weapons would begin to rain down and all Reina was doing was staring at her opponent. He was preparing to attack in the midst of the weapon rain. She finally looks up as the weapons draw near. She focuses chakra into her hand while also increasing the strength of her chakra armor. She would first back flip, kicking away a few weapons, before becoming upright again. Some weapons would graze her unprotected arms but the wounds wouldn't handicap her much. She then makes an attempt at grabbing a few weapons. She grabs two kunai and three shuriken as she receives a few more wounds from the falling weapons. She would fling one shuriken at her opponent while placing the remaining two on her middle fingers. The weapon she threw was meant to miss but she wanted to see if her opponent would flinch or not. If he continued on he would strike her and wound her hip and left arm slightly. The wounds to her arms weren't that bad but it was painful. Apparently this part of Reina didn't mind the pain. The kunai she had caught would be in either hand. Once his attack would strike she would simply slash either of his wrists with one hand then jab at his stomach with the other. She would then leap eight feet away from him. Words = ?
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 3:34 pm
[Maybe. ninja ] Instead of flinching, he shifts a little in order to redefine the swing of his blade, in order to make it penetrate more into her body as it hits. He didn't want to simply wound her, as much as give her something more fatal then a normal strike. He needed to grant at least one injury that could hinder her movement and make his attacks more successful. Though he was not thinking all too clearly, because of the multitude of deaths and the symphony of pain that was issuing throughout his mind at high intervals. He had many things that he could simply go out and do in order to keep himself alive for a little longer. But they were all gone in the back of his mind. Something that slowly got more and more annoying as he worked through everything that was this fight. He couldn't actually do anything against her, and she was obviously holding back for that reason. Toying with him. Though normally that did not bother him, he really wanted to keep fighting at an even pace, since her speed was even faster then his demonic abilities could handle. Which annoyed him even more. Too bad he did not have more time to train on things like that. [213]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:03 am
| I got a little bored. >.< The beginning and the last paragraph are the ones directed to you. The rest is just explaining. I didn't want to forget how she did the whole, disappearing without a trace for four years. | Volcano Reina slips to the side. "Tut, tut. Scratch me a few times and I'm okay but try and kill me and you'll pay." This Reina was corny. The real Reina was far funnier.
Back in Reina's mind the real Reina was remembering her exploits over the years and just how she was able to stay out of communication with everyone. And... just how she made it so Drago couldn't find her by using the ring. It wasn't the easiest thing to do, hiding. But she was pretty good at disappearing as many could probably tell. She was a magician after all. She remembered times where she was extremely close to being caught but evaded it or smooth talked her way out of it. She never raised a hand to anyone in order to wipe their mind or to 'convince' them to forget they'd seen her. She was a people person and rarely used skills to erase peoples minds. That wasn't something the other Reina did. Anyway, she was found by Ella and Sai but wasn't exactly spotted. She'd warned them not to try and make her return. Ella was the one who kept objecting. She wanted Reina back and for the team to group up again. It wasn't the same. Ella never had to stay away from Reina. She'd disappear for a while but would always return. This time Reina was the one who disappeared and she didn't plan on coming back. Sai tried convincing Reina to return. Despite their closeness, Reina objected. She would not return. In return she struck up a deal with Ella and Sai. Reina would return if she was truly needed if they could cover her tracks. Ella thought the idea was simple enough but the ring on Reina's finger posed as a problem to her hiding as Sai had pointed out. Sai figured he'd try and alter the item. Once Reina returned it would be back to normal. But for now the link between Reina and Drago was severed. Reina wasn't about to leave her ring with her friends for two reasons. Reason One: it would be suspicious and might draw unwanted attention. Reason Two: it was hard enough not seeing Drago for so long. She wanted everything she could that connected her to him. Not only that but, should she come to face with great trouble, she would want to have something to remind her to fight until the end. She wouldn't give up. And, on the off chance she died or maybe she was wiped of her memory, she would have the rings to supply her with every memory she had lost with or without the help of an Ichazuki like Sai. The ring was the foundation for many memories or Reina's. The wedding where every last one of her friends was present. Shaneko, Tebayai, Nimen, Ella, Akou and Sai, and Anthro. Anthro meant a so much to her as Ella. He was there for her for so long. As an Aburame up until an Akasun. Her husband as she walked down the isle. His face was priceless. She wanted to laugh but she couldn't let herself slip up and cry from happiness. The time where she spent time in Hidden Federation. She traveled around with Drago and her son. It seemed like a family outing. Then there were the bad memories. Her sensing Akou's presence traveling away from Federation. Her ultimatum. Her fighting all of those people and killing the boy Joker. Her realizing it was all to buy time and Akou and Naomi were gone. She wouldn't forget. They were all important. The good, the bad... the mediocre; it was all important to her in one way or another. And now, this memory, would stick fresh in her mind. She was a bit happy that the male hadn't been killed killed. He kept sprouting back in a sense. She only wished she could condone for her subconscious acts. She contemplated long and hard. If she could get him to sleep... maybe she could make him forget. It would prove useful, anyway. He had seen her and might inform others of her wrong doing. Then again, no one else had. But did that matter? He had experienced death time and time again. It couldn't be good mentally. She would take away the memory of those deaths... if she could. But she was no Ichazuki. She wondered... could she somehow become a makeshift Ichazuki to erase his memory... or possibly alter them?
On the outside Reina would thrust the kunai towards her opponents heart. She would use her strength and speed for the strike. She wanted to get her fill before he started running around and performing his blasted jutsu. He was no pushover so it was a chore to kill him as many times as she had. Hopefully this would count in her total kills of this male. Words = ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:18 am
"Like you even know death.." Zaman says, with a twisted little grin, as his free hand was actually holding Reina's. The kunai in Reina's hand sinking only an inch or two into his chest as he growls a little in her direction after speaking. He was growing tired of dying, and he wanted to end this his own way. but his current lack of jutsu was getting to be tiresome in itself. Pushing on her hand, he moves to remove and then turn the blade on Reina herself. Mean while thrusting his weapon towards the exposed parts of her body in order to give her a better wound then the meager scratches he had been giving to her. This was a little close, for not having any actual techniques to assist in the demise of his opponent, and he knew she could at any time attack him with a jutsu and finish him off. And that was not exactly something that he took joy in having happen to him once again. [171]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:29 pm
Volcano "Don't think you're special! I know Death too," she mutters with a pout. Reina was contemplating on cheating and using a jutsu but sighs in her head. That wouldn't be much fun. Besides, she found it more enjoyable to mock him. The kunai would simply strike her in the chest and stay there a moment before she would repel him with an immense burst of chakra. She had chakra to splurge anyway. She oozed with chakra. Her opponent was rather fun but a bit dull for her. "Run, run, run. Hit, hit, hit. You sure don't have much variety," she mutters. She seemed to neglect the fact that she was the one who stole away his jutsu in the first place. "You just charge right after me. Haven't you ever tried using those big odd colored eyes of yours?" She wasn't going to admit that she didn't know his eye color. She doesn't look in peoples eyes. She had numerous experiences where she or someone else looked into someones eyes. She looked into Ella's and Akou's before but that was different. She trusted their eyes and knew exactly what they were. This guy was a sort of mystery. You don't go investigating peoples eye colors in the middle of a battle. What if they had a doujutsu like the Sharingan or something? She focuses again as she notices her opponent had caused her some damage but not so much that she up and start healing herself. She could always wait for the last minute for that. Loosing consciousness from blood loss or simply making it so her blood doesn't run out are methods she'd use. Her wound was bad but not lethal. She had a gash across her stomach. She winced and grinned now and then. She poked at the wound and suddenly her fascination died. "Ow," she murmurs looking at her opponent. "Look... guy... I've been real lenient. I haven't used many jutsu and I've been playing this gave for a while but... I have to say... I'm a little bored with you." Who needs moves like Rage Melody when you're like Reina. She knew exactly what buttons to push because she could imagine herself in his place. She could imagine fighting someone far stronger and constantly losing. She could imagine having someone mock him by numbing down for them. She could imagine how irritated and angry and annoyed he might be. She figured she'd play on it by making it seem like she was doing him a favor by not using jutsu and for letting him come back to life time and time again. That was actually more of the real Reina's doing but it came off wrong thanks to the jerk side that was in control. Reina just wanted to stray his thoughts. She wanted him to focus on her and hopefully bring her back to reality though that more than likely wouldn't happen until she got her fill of kills. She wondered how she'd convince him not to inform others of her sudden change in person. She didn't want people thinking of her as a menace and threat. She sighs in her slumber. Oh but she was so why try and hide it. How could she show her face again? She planned more and more on running away after this. It would be best. She'd really disappear this time. No circumstance would bring her back this time. She was a horrible person and deserved worse than banishment. On the outside she hoped he would get so absorbed in attacking he slip and she'd get another kill in. She claps her hands together and grins at him. Words = ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:45 pm
"You're day dreaming." Zaman says, for when she went to glare at him, he was not standing there any longer. Instead he was off to the side. Pushing his body to the limits in order to make himself move without the need of jutsu enhancements. His blade having returned to it's sheath as he uses his clawed hands alone to attack at her throat from the side. Attempting to plunge his fingers into her, and possibly rip away any skin that he was able to while she was barely paying attention to the battle. His muscles tensing to a high degree in order for him to have a much higher version of strength then he did before, and thus his speed and strength were enhanced by his own free will, instead of that of some jutsu's abilities. He was fighting, so as to continue living, and to kill his opponent. That was what he needed, and what he wanted to have done. Otherwise, there was no point to him continuing to fight at all. [174]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 1:35 pm
Volcano "I can afford to," she purrs. Could a normal person sneak up on an animal and them not know? Of course not. What was Reina to him actually? Was she his typical opponent? He was trying and she found herself marveling at that fact but she was trickier to sneak up on. Even if she was blinded or if she had every single sense of hers cut off she would know someone was attacking her through animal instinct in her anthro form. Her Beast Seal made her an animal. Sneaking up on her would take way more than natural speed for her opponent. He needed his jutsu to even come close to defeating her. That was why she stripped him of them. Without them he was nothing more than an easy target. She was having fun taking his strikes though she knew he was aiming for more. She would not allow him to defeat her. She was finished ducking around. It was time she started to pick up the slack. She was already in her half beast form so the full use of her seal was usable. She would sweep pass him with ease and come up behind him. "You seem perkier," she murmurs using the special ability of her seal to appear behind him and slash down at him. Question was, with what? Her nails had grown quite long and she was slowly taking the actually shape of a White Tiger. She would slash down before sweeping around to the front of him and slashing again and again. Her bottom became more and more like that of a White Tiger. Eventually she stops slashing and flings back from her opponent. She would then focus every ounce of her speed in order to flash towards him. Her movements were swift and gave off the illusion of moving in slow motion. She wound ram him so hard with her head in the chest it would literally stop his heart. Her chakra armor was covering ever part of her but her arms which had yet to be activated. She needed more kills. Words = ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 2:22 pm
"Irritating..." Is all he makes out, as she begins her slashes with her claws, ripping into him before he could have a chance to react properly. This was a very annoying thing to have done, and as such he was having trouble keeping up with her animalistic speed as she slashed into him. Once he figured it was over, he was suddenly slammed into from in front. The strength of the hit, plus the wounds he was given to begin with caused him to be knocked backwards onto his back. His body sprawling across the ground, as death over takes him once again, due to the stopping of his own heart. It was a greatly annoying process to have to deal with over and over again.
Shifting, the entire body's back arcs upwards, the chest tearing open with an unusual spurt of blood as Zaman rises from the torso of his former body, his arms raising up at his sides as he growls in the direction of his opponent of just far too many matches. His bloody olive gaze twisting to become just a little more bloody as a smile creeps a decent amount across his lips with each second that passes after this ressurection. He was sick of the game that was involved with all this. She was becoming more like a beast, and he having nothing to change himself further into. Simply stood there in a sort of awe. Or at least that's how it looked. The truth was, he had stopped caring with his last death. It was not just a fight any longer, and nor would he continue to strike at nothing, in order to get what he did not deserve. Raising a hand, he points one severely further clawed finger in her direction as he moves to speak. "Come on. Lets see you actually attack for once. I've been doing everything in these battles. Lets see if you can do more then simply duck and dive until I tire out entirely." He says, with wicked and inhumane growl once he was finished. His entire form shifting as he presses all his attention to his own muscles, using his unconscious mind to make everything stronger, without the use of a technique. His lips continuing to stay twisted, as the multiple razor sharp teeth that his mouth harbored were clearly visible. Black hair, tumbling down past his temple and shoulders, in order to slightly hide his extremely pale features, as he lowers his arm to keep his hands flexed and twisted unnaturally at his sides, the sharp claws curved inwards in order to be ready for use. It seems that he had forgotten that he had weapons entirely. Was this pure rage? Some sort of newly discovered power or perhaps he was tapping into something that he was not tapping into before. It was unknown to exactly what that was that he was tapping into, if he even was. But the change in stance and composure was that of something extremely close to a burning and highly heated flame. Without even making a move to strike, or charge or anything, he simply stood there, using his full insight and chakra to attempt to force away the hold that was keeping him from using his own jutsus. It was unsure if he could even do such a thing, as pressure someone to use more chakra and contain his jutsu. But it was worth a try in his own opinion. It was like he had gotten memory back for a moment, and was trying to use the same technique over and over again in a rapid motion in order to break the hold. Not a hand sign was made, or anything close to a movement that actually seemed even a little hostile as he stood there, awaiting the attack from his beastly opponent. [645] [Got a little angry at someone.... <.<; Burned off some steam...]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 2:55 pm
| Coolness! I don't mean you being angry is cool just how you transformed it into literature. Whenever you get bored or sort of vent through roleplay it is enjoyable for me. I mean, your drive makes your roleplay all the more interesting. So... coolness. | Volcano All that she could think was how much he'd changed. He altered much like she did but his transformation was oddly different. It drew her nearer to drawing back into the safety of her mind but she had to get her fill of kills. This male would give her her kills. She could only wonder if the battle would become all the more intense with him in this new form. Her eyes blaze as she pats a paw to the ground. You could tell she was still Reina in the manner she carried her form and her shape. Unique, she had a lean figure and looked rather delicate compared to many beasts. But it was all inner strength. Reina began to contemplate more and more on performing a jutsu. He wanted her to do more than little magic tricks and quick movements. Her tails sways as she contemplates on her next move. Something dazzling! Something amazing! Something weird! She had to show her opponent up. He looked cooler than her. She hisses lowly as he growls and the flames increase on her form. She was torn between angry that the spotlight was on him and excited that he had taken a change she hadn't expected. Reina, in any form, was captivated by new things. It hit a nerve or something. Same old, same old was boring. New and strange was lovely. She could so easily remember when she first met Akou. He was looking at some dead animal in the forest. Weirdo. Not to Reina. She thought he was amazing. She didn't care if he was somebodies kid, which he wasn't since he was an orphan, she snagged him up and made him hers. She loved him and he loved her. Then he was stolen from her. Reina regained herself after remembering the fact that she had a reason to kill this male even though he was so very interesting. Sometimes he was bland to her but would suddenly become this strange and wondrous thing. The real Reina didn't want to kill, the darker side of Reina didn't want to destroy things that she liked, but what about her animal side? She lets out a loud roar as she glowers at her opponent. "Me attack for once? In case you hadn't noticed, I'm the one doing all the fighting. You're just dying." She smirks again. She wondered if he was the type that didn't much care for her taunts or her arrogant way of talking or her overly cocky attitude. Maybe he was more than some guy to kill. He was so... different. She had long ago realized his trick to reviving because he came back the same way time and time again and he had been using that move alone for the past few attacks. She could figure out numerous ways to combat his ability as her eyes told her how it worked but she didn't want to. She found it much more to her liking to fight him without worrying that she'd sent him to the Afterlife and have to await his return or something. She liked him. Not in a weird way but in an admirable way. All three parts of Reina liked him. But in the end they had to keep killing him. He was actually giving them much needed power. He was valuable. Perhaps the real Reina could explain her reasons to him later. For now it was her animal sides turn. She creeps towards him listening to every change in the air that she could. Her tail felt around for odd presences. Soon he would be freed of her jutsu. It wasn't very long lasting. Then she would start using jutsu rather than simple magic. She figured it would be fun to stay and fight him a while longer. She would fling herself towards him with her head aimed for his chest. At the last minute she would leap up and ram him in the head. "Head shot," she mutters. Words = ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 3:11 pm
"Foolish.." he says, without even moving he had sweeped an arm up and then pushed her higher into the air, his lengthened clawed hands attempting to sink into the softer underside of her stomach as he pushed her up and over his head. Twisting olive eyes making sure as to keep a constant watch on her form as all times, as his long black hair shifted back with the wind of the attack she had tried to cause him. Of course, he wasn't faster then her, not by far. But he was taking himself as a more observant factor. He wasn't trying to out match her speed or strength, simply counter her moves, and perhaps take a try at strikes of his own every once and a while. And so, it would not need to be too surprising when he shifted his grip and reached up in order to grab her tail with one taunt hand. Pulling tightly, in order to then spin and cast her away. Or at least, that would be what the first thought towards such an action would indicate. Instead of actually releasing, he could then instead continue the arc downwards and slam her into the ground. The friction of the attack, along with the smoothness of him hopefully catching her off guard from the beginning might cause for him to actually give her an injury that she may have to consider healing. Although, even if he manages to not be able to cause any real harm. He was not done. Twisting in stance, in order to bring himself to face her, be it he managed to grab her or not. He thrust a clawed hand out, in order to bring the claws towards any part of her revealed flesh. Animal, human, some thing else that was about the same prospect. It was all the same to him now, he did not need his flames, did not need the sudden boost of an enhancement that took up his chakra. Instead he wanted only that of the ability to crush her with simply attacks that not even a higher level opponent would expect. This entire thing making it more and more interesting as his mind takes a more logical approach, even if his entire form screamed that of insane. The superior bloody gaze that he had gained, from this unexpected and unexplained transformation, fueled only by the ultimate pain that he felt upon each death, made it more sickening to be around. His composure screaming of their will of the flames. Hate echoing around him, and mixing with the expectations of a true demon. Nothing like a fairy tail to which they're all people in costumes. Or just a little tiny thing that grows with certain abilities or properties added to it's form. Zaman did not reign from the lower depths of hell, like demons were supposed to come. He did not dance about like some high and forgotten prince. He was simply what he was, a demon and nothing more. If anything else, he would continue to grow stronger just to combat an opponent of this caliber. Though he probably had no chance he would continue anyway, for that was simply the way he was. Making sure that every strike was something that could not be blocked, but perhaps a dodge was an option to to superior speed. He had not plans to simply allow everything to always slip between his fingers, as if he were a child. As of not, Zaman had not spoken a word since his revival. He had no reason to. Taunts were a usless thing to throw, when you're weak. He would say only what he needed to, from this point onwards. [623]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 4:38 pm
Volcano She meant what she said about stepping up her game. Her reaction time was very good. The thing was transforming back took time for her. She could sense an attack coming but she was vulnerable in the air in her current form. So why not eliminate the transformation? Instantly her form would flicker into her human form. Without thumbs how could she block his strike? She used her own Orochi Power to eliminate her ability to transfer in any way which would revert her back must faster than transforming back. She would grip his hand in one hand and his face in another. His strike was partially successful. He grazed her as he often did and blood dripped from her wound. His whole other series of attacks would pose as null once she reverted back. A simple fix. Now it was her turn. Tearing and cutting was good but neck breaking was also good. "Counter my move will you?" She would use her strength, speed, flexibility, and her propulsion to launch an attack. She would form a sort of hand stand while still holding on. His face would aid in balancing as his head is cocked upward. She would then fall to the ground nimbly before snatching him up and into the air. She would slam him into the ground in front of her before allowing her Orochi Power to return her powers. Claws would fling into his neck as she held him in her grasp. All of this was so fast he could react though it would only slow things down. She had natural strength which was only enhanced by a few passives moves. Some she restrained but others she found hard to. Like Drago she was capable of using Speed Is Everything. The name might suggest she increases her speed but it actually increases her speed. It isn't something she uses like a skill. Her body type enables. It. her strength is equal to that of a taijutsu with plain hand to hand alone. She had always been using this throughout the fight but now she wasn't going to hold back. Her inner beast was competitive and bitter at the fact that not only could he keep reviving, could manipulate flames like her, could someone change form, but he took death so well... on the outside anyway. Her beast side was jealous. She would pound him dead using her fists. She would revert back to human form with the use of her Orochi Power and then dash back from him. "I bet you didn't expect that. You did catch me off guard. I didn't exactly know what was happening until I felt the pain and swiftly countered. Nice try," she mocks. "I hope you died again. I'm ready to get even stronger." Words = ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 5:14 pm
[hehe. Zaman's 'True form' ninja Technically it's a technique. But it's not a jutsu. So~. xd ]  Though it was right, he was not expecting the attack to be blocked so easy by her sudden change. He grinned a little as her attack went through until his next death. He was growing tired of all this, and planned to attempt a strategic retreat in the near future. But the more demonic side of him, was growing more bloodthirsty. He had actually managed to strike a worthy hit this last time, and this upcoming life might be the time needed for him to finally gain even a small edge against his opponent. But that did not matter, with the end of her techniques, came another death and yet another anger filled revival. But would something change from this time, compared to all the other times he had died and then revived. Would something change yet again in order to give him an even more deadly composure and appearance. It was going to be seen, soon enough, as Zaman once again falls into his own death. Now, as always the body convulses and then the next Zaman rises from the chest, but something was off with this arrival. It did not happen at the time it usually does for the normal ressurections. Instead, the body seemed to shiver and then move violently. Soon instead of a figure rising from the chest, an actual being rose from the body itself, prying the skin away like it was simply a costume for it to wear during it's free time. As the almost skeletal being rose from the body, and the black flames consumed the body. Normal flames enguled the body of the creature that had risen from Zaman. Before they slowly began to turn back. The pressure for the release of it's restrained jutsu would reach a peak now. As the flaming skeletal being would advance towards Reina with it's claw like hands clicking together, before it dropped onto all fours and then moved swiftly forwards, striking out with a rapid amount of slashes in order to attempt and catch her off guard, if not just by the way it looked. [350] [All in all. I felt like spicing some stuff up a little, for the fun of it. ninja So... Yeah, the true form isn't legit. But it is in his techniques, it just hasn't been given anything special as far as a technique or anything. xd ]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:06 pm
| This should be interesting. Gotta test him out. :3 | Volcano Seemed as though she wasn't the only one getting stronger. He might look like someone that was wondrous at flames but Reina knew her standing. His manipulation was of a lower level to her own. But his form was for more than show. He was stronger and she knew it but just not how much stronger. With an opponent like him in her midst using jutsu would be rather good but she refrained. She would simply use her form to her advantage. If she could perform jutsu then she would use the flames to conceal her and shift her position over and over to confuse him before striking but she wasn't going to do that. She would go for solely passive techniques as the time for jutsu was coming upon her. Time to play. Her head would fall forward, her form reverting to that of the White Tiger, as chakra swirls around her forming two purposes. The flames would snake around the field as it dancing around the pair. Then they would shoot toward the new form before her before stopping and concealing Reina's side of the battlefield. Reina had more control than him though he could snake his way through the flames. By then she would have a strong defense up. An immense chakra barrier created from a technique she was taught by Drago in their days of sparring. The barrier would protect against threat she can see, or in her case sense, coming. For the time being she would heal until the game truly began. Jutsus usable or if she grows bored of snoozing. Her wounds would heal as she slept and her chakra would whip around violently with the more chakra she focused. Words = ?
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:17 pm
Hidden Love - 
Ryuko could only blink a few times as she watched the scene in front of her. She had been watching the fight for almost a whole hour now, forgetting about training and such. Something about the sight of violence, she loved it. The female then watched each of the zombie lover’s, watching their faces as they took punches, kicks, ect. ‘ I wonder what would happen if I throw a chain saw in there,….’ Thinking this as a small smirk slowly appeared on her face. The mental image was just too funny to be real. She then turned to Zeru with the same demented smirk on her first when they first had met. “See now you have something to do when you’re bored. Can you make them have a battle royal?” She asked while re-crossing her arms over her chest. There was something about a love that made her want to see violent things. Mainly murder. But killing zombie like people just seemed to work for now.
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“….. The females can wear nurse uniforms and the males can wear doctor uniforms. We have give them needles and tiny saw’s right?” Matsuri asked as she muttered this to herself. The female then turned her attention to Juliet, seeing the morphed expression on the women’s face. It was almost cute. She gave her a small smile, feeling pity for the Hidden Love user. This women lived in a village full of love and feelings but within a few day’s they had to come and make zombie lover’s. ‘ Maybe where helping them live in the real world..’ Thinking this as she tilted her head to the side. She wanted to know what Juliet was thinking but did not wish to ask such a annoying question. It just seemed less important right now.
[432 + 300 = 732]
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 6:22 pm
[Is this the upcoming 6th, or upcoming 7th, kill? xD]  Shifting in stance as the flames engulf the area, the skeletal mouth of Zaman's demon form. Though it had no lips, it still opened as if showing a grin. Soon he crouched downwards, and then pushed up, rocketing himself into the air as the flames that engulfed his body flickered with the speed of the movement. Twisting int he air, the bones cracking and clicking together in order to make it easier for him to move in the air, his eyes, though lacking in anything but a glow of red are cast onto the now sleeping form of Reina. SleepingNow?!" The demon form of Zaman demands, before it descends to the ground below, landing a small distance from Reina and yet still residing close to the flames as they begin to taint into pure black flames, like he most enjoyed. With a sickening little grin, he allows the flames to engulf his form, and then centers them on his claws. Mixing the flames with a manifestation of his own chakra that was the flames that were not touchable by normal means and yet still ranged across his body, Zaman soon moves forward, slashing with hs claws at her sleeping form. The writhing chakra being cut down with the effect of his own chakra made flames that appeared to rise from no where aside from his own body. [228]
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