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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 6:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 7:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 7:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 10:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 5:41 pm
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Inka Hizara xxxx˪ ˲ 'It was all useless! It couldn't save her! Useless!' ࿇ Inka was walking up the street towards his apartment building, head high but eyes glazed over as he mentally ran over everything that he had learned not only today but yesterday too. He'd gone through so much under Nekita's tutelage, but it was mostly training, he'd had no practical experience - except for that time when he attacked Nekita by the river. Walking into the building, Inka nodded to the person behind reception before heading up the stairs to the 4th floor. But that didn't mean Inka didn't already have an idea on how to use the new techniques. No, he was smart, he saw how two or more techniques could run together. He saw patterns. Room 417. Unlocking the door, Inka stepped in and closed it gently. Hands worked at his belts, undoing them before gently setting them on the small table he ate at. Walking into his kitchen, Inka pulled out some leftovers from last night's tea, warming it through to eat and finish off. Inka didn't need to work more than he had to right now; just going over what he had learned while his body rested.
Finishing his meal, Inka stood and washed what he had used, before heading to his bedroom. Undressing, Inka pulled out his most comfortable pajamas to lounge in. With his new change of clothes, and it still being a while before nighttime, Inka rested on the couch after doing a few small stretches. On his back, Inka closed his eyes and went over the hand signs he had learned physically. This was how the Genin worked away for a few hours, going over hand signs and chakra usage before finally snuggling down into his bed to sleep and awake to the bright next day.
Inka made himself bacon, toast, and eggs with a hot cup of tea in the morning, and he ate it while sitting in the window sill, looking down on the streets below. His ears were waiting for mentions of the exams.
[ enter from Utami's School ]
• Weaponised Performer • Renounced Shakuton • Kirigakure Genin • Volatiles Expert
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 6:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 2:48 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 12:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 4:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 9:07 am
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Sebastian Crane
You may think your special...
Sebastian didnt even knock as he entered the apartment belonging to Max. He had stayed here several times, and in long hours of discussion of darker subjects of life that he felt that this place was his home as well. Walking over to his cot, the ninja layed down in it...and began to focus.
Despite the fatigue and tiredness of what he was feeling, Sebastian had an idea to harden his hardcore thread style. He felt more rejuivinated and revitailized after the mission, finding that his methods, although limited at the time, were scarely effective. So laying down, the ninja practiced.
Each individual thread hardened with the application of his chakra, but the medical ninja was not going to settle for this level of hardness. His minute chakra control was so much better now that he applied it deeper into the cells of his threads, and he felt the little threads get tighter and stronger. This was good....
Satisfied with the outcome of this small piece of training, Sebastian layed in wait for a moment. Max would maybe be along shortly, But the medical ninja had WAY more training on his hands then Max did. With a whole bunch of newer and fun medical techniques, as well as a new heart, the nightmare of Kiri was soon to be a name feared by all.....
(hardcore thread upgraded to A rank)
...but you aint nothing
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 10:17 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 10:27 am
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Sebastian Crane
You may think your special...
Sebastian felt Max nearing, but he still had time to do his training. Entering back into his meditative state, the ninja relaxed and breathed. It was time for more chakra.
This time the ninja focused on his flow, feeling every hardened and all three hearts in his posession. He was exstatic about this, because the more chakra he had the more he could use his medical knowledge to be an asset to him and Max, so they could ebgin to "Collect" things they desired. The plan they had was indeed a cruel one.
Now the energy was making its way back into the hara, more aboundundt and better flowing. Sebastian didnt have the chakra strength of a ninjutsu user, which is why he used a blade as well as he did, but his control was going to be unparalelled. He was going to make sure of this.
Now Max was basically to the door, and Sebastian sat up. He would great his only real friend in the village, a mutual predator and freak. They had lots of training ahead of them, especially if they were to exact revenge on the enemy.....
...but you aint nothing
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 10:58 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 11:18 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 12:05 pm
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