As the two senior Shinobi reached the Downtown district Saiyuri disengaged from the skylines, deciding to take the northern section. This place was so big and for the first time in a long time, empty. The chaos from earlier had scared everyone into hiding, which was a good thing for Saiyuri and Takashi. Everyone would be in their homes and no one could get in the way. Chances are the persons connected to the attack were in hiding as well, not wanting to stick out. As it was Saiyuri was acutely aware of all the eyes watching her from half-closed shutters and doors. She could feel their minds and taste their fear; a bubbling feeling deep inside of her. Saiyuri felt the rush of thoughts, the sensation of hope and joy the people were feeling at seeing Saiyuri alive and around. News traveled fast here, and there was no doubt everyone had heard of what had happened. Saiya swallowed past the lump in her throat and minimized the contact she had with the world, dimming even Takashi's link. There was just too many people and too many emotions.
In the eyes of everyone looking in Saiyuri was a hero. She stopped Kaiser from killing everyone in the village and even prevented a mass amount of destruction. In her own eyes Saiyuri had failed. Soragakure should still be flying high in the sky, safe from those who would see them dead. There was one upside to how the events had played out; Saiyuri was now aware of a mole in her own village. The lists of suspects was still too high, twenty-three or so members of her military force that had the knowledge of Soragakure's greatest feature. Hopefully Team Hot Potato would find something here today that would point them in the right direction. From there, Saiyuri could properly punish the men or women who dared to destroy her people, her home. The sudden influx of anger and hatred brought too many things to the forefront of Saiyuri's mind. She saw Kaiser Shiro-Kame's devilish grin, heard his laughter. Saiya could feel the heat of her first home burning to the ground. She could taste the ashe clogging her mouth and stinging her nose. The feeling of that evil chakra, so vast and full of despair. Saiyuri quickly moved herself into an alleyway and closed her eyes, slamming down her mind locks. She was much too exhausted to have to fight herself as well as the true opponents. Perhaps one day Saiyuri could sift through her mind and do her best to repair the damage, but today was not that day. No, today was the day evil would see justice.
Saiyuri approached the first shop she had mentioned, one that went by the name of "Nick's Knacks". For a moment Saiyuri was not sure what she was looking at. It seemed that this store was in clear violation of Soragakure's trash and litter policies, but then it occured to her that all the scraps of metal were placed in certain ways. Saiyuri rounded to the front of the store and now understood; it was art. Each grouping of metal formed something great. There was a woman holding a baby, a small puppy, two shinobi, and even a model of the village itself. Saiyuri smiled at herself and gazed intently at the art, contemplating them deeply. "I know just the piece for a lady as lovely as you are!" A sudden voice said to her left. Saiyuri mentally smacked herself for allowing someone to actually sneak up on her. She reopened the barriers in her mind and turned to face the guy who had spoken. He was a queer looking fellow, tall and gangly with paint all over him. When the man saw her face he jumped backward, crashing into one of the metallic pieces. He stumbled and caught the fixture, spinning around and bowing at Saiyuri. "M-my Lady! Forgive me, I had no idea!" Saiyuri gave him a soft look and gestured first at her head, and then at the man. It was something she did with those were not accustomed to her mannerisms. The normal folk tended to shy away from the mental contact. "Oh, so it IS true! How interesting. Go ahead, I'd be honored." The first half of his statement registered in her head, but she ignored the implications at hand. Saiyuri extended a mental tendril to the man and probed his mind. It was surprisingly easy to enter, probably because he yearned for it so greatly.
The moment Saiyuri's mind touched his she almost wanted to let her mouth hang open. This man thought differently from most. Each person Saiyuri had touched before had a very linear method of thinking. Their thoughts were orderly, almost packed in boxes and labeled. But this man felt as if he had threw everything into a pot and mixed it. There were rich colors, random feelings, and abstract designs that Saiyuri could not make heads or tails of. It took her a moment to adjust, but then she began to speak. "Hello, I'd like to introduce myself informally if you will. I am Saiyuri Mayu." She thought to the man, her sweet voice akin to the sounds of summer and beauty. The man seemed to glow at the contact and an easy smile touched his face. A lot of people did not really know how to comprehend what this connection was, but this man was not trying to. Instead he was merely reveling in the contact. Saiyuri could feel the sudden despair from him at realizing he had been staring. The blush hit just after the thought and he cleared his throat. "I apologize, but this is just so unique! It gives me an idea for a new sculpture." And just like that the man's mind was off and Saiyuri blinked to try and sort the ideas. He caught himself once more and clasped his hands together, giving Saiyuri an inquistive look. "Wait, you must have come here for a particular reason. Is there something you need my lady." The man asked while raising an eyebrow. Saiyuri nodded her head and retrieved her own memory of the scrap of metal that had embedded itself in the headband. She pushed it through the link and brought it to the forefront of the man's mind. His eyes shot open in amazement and he blinked rapidly, turning his head to Saiyuri and the air in turn. "I'd like to know if you use this sort of metal in your work, or in the least who might." The man rubbed his chin and shook his head. "That's a very tough metal, too thick to mold. I work with thinner, lighter, pieces that I can easily bend. I may be wrong, but that looks more like military-standard metal. You know, for weapons and such." The man said out loud, once more staring at Saiyuri. She nodded her head and removed the image, gesturing at the sculptures. "These are very pretty. Your work is...unique." Saiyuri thought to the man. He smiled, clearly proud of his work. The man shook his head and wagged his finger at Saiyuri. "Not as pretty as you Lady Sorakage. I'm going to begin work on my masterpiece! Please come back soon, I'll have it ready for you!" The man said as he bowed and then bolted into his shop. Saiyuri was not sure what to say to that and instead walked away onto the next location.
A problem quickly manifested itself to Saiyuri. People knew who she was and that could cause the culprit to be on his guard. There were enough Mayu in this village for people to be aware of how they worked, and that meant if they were smart their minds would be devoid of any devious machinations of the inner mind. The first three shops proved to be utterly useless. One only worked in creating ninja tools, various wired contraptions and even binoculars. Another solely crafted the gears and pieces to larger machines. The moment she entered a shop the person behind the counter wold straighten up and act incredibly formal. Her questions got her nowhere and no one seemed to work with this metal, let alone know where it came from. Saiya's patience was wearing thin with each passing shop. She paused outside of one as another customer approached as well. Saiya quickly made herself scarce and uttered an inaudible apology the the guy. She entered his mind as he entered the shop and used his eyes to see. The shopkeep and the guy seemed to know each other and spent a good ten minutes discussing the recent events. Saiyuri tried to wait patiently but found herself pacing back and forth in an alleyway, tapping her hand against her leg as she did. Then finally the owner took the guy into the back, offering to show him his latest shipment. He led the man to a locked room filled with crates. Saiyuri quickly prepared to break into the place and subdue the two men. Just when she thought it was time the owner opened a crate and revealed a load of toys. All sorts of children's toys were in these crates and that was all. Saiyuri sighed mentally and withdrew from the man's mind, only to suddenly get a ping from Takashi.
Saiyuri rushed over, forgetting the remainder of her shops to find her partner in justice. When she entered the shop and followed Takashi's directions Saiyuri surveyed the scene. There was a table with tools displaced, a hole in the wall, and a man who surely had looked better than before. "I take it you and our friend here had some nice words and shared some tea." Saiyuri thought to Takashi jokingly. Saiya walked over to Takashi, pulling him away from his work. She reached into her pouch and removed a bandage. Even though Saiya's skills were now tailored to fighting, she still remembered her training from before. She washed his knuckles from the blood and wrapped them expertly, staying mentally quiet throughout her work. Takashi always found a way to come out banged up from a fight, or a mission, or even dinner. The thought made Saiyuri's mind soften, though she did not share that feeling with anyone but herself. She then went and took a seat on the floor next to the man. Mind reading was no issue, especially when someone's guard was down. What would be an issue was this man being unconscious. Chances are he was dreaming, meaning Saiyuri would have to dig around for a bit to find what she was looking for. To get a jist of what happened Saiyuri lightly pulled at Takashi's mind, playing back the most recent kerfuffle he had found himself in. The man had not admitted to anything but his guilt was clear. "I am going to enter his mind now, please refrain from damaging any more of your own body parts." Saiya said, in refernce to the bloodied knuckles. She reached out and grabbed the man's hand to strengthen the bond between them and extended a mental link.
Saiyuri felt as if she was slipping through cotton as she immersed herself into the man's mind. Voices and sounds echoed all around her as images and feelings caressed her. She felt the touch of one dream only to dive into another. Saiya flicked through is mind at great speed to find where he was at the moment. It would be easier to get to the man if she found his inner projection. After awhile she finally found him; seated at a table with a mug of coffee before him. There were scraps of metal and tools scattered all around, and the man was different. He was younger, his hair rich and his skin smooth. He was gazing down at some sort of schematics and reached for his mug, taking a sip and immediately scalding himself. His shout of sudden pain brought someone else into the room. It was a woman, roughly his age. She had a soft smile as she approached, placing her hands just before his mouth. A green aura wrapped her hands as she healed away the burn. The woman placed a kiss on the man's head and walked away. Saiyuri was suddenly aware of the presence of yet another person. She turned to the side and realized it was the very man who's mind she was in, only without a broken face. He had his arms crossed and a frown set on. "She was my wife, the love of my life." He said in his gruff voice, waving his hand as if trying to wipe a mirror. The scene changed, one that Saiya could tell was more intense. The man was crying, and the woman was trying to reassure him. She had been sent out with a squad of other ninja to aid in the war efforts. The younger man did not want her to go, but she had a duty to attend to. The man next to Saiya made a noise in his throat, and when she turned he had watery eyes. "She always was full of honor and duty. So beautiful..." Saiyuri gazed back to a different scene, the man hunched over a recently marked grave. He was laying a metal gear down, pressing it deep into the earth. Tears fell freely from his face. "It was you who took her from me! This blasted village and their need to grow and fight! THEY offered me peace! They said there wouldn't be any more of this, this destruction and chaos. I wanted to help people, to make sure no one else had to deal with what I had to!" The man shouted angrily. Saiyuri could understand his motivation, but could never justify it. "There are plenty of ways to help, and this was not one of them. People are dead because of the aid you gave to Kaiser Shiro-Kame and his underlings. More would have died had I not been able to slow the descent. Do you honestly think that's what your wife would have wanted for you? How do you think she would be looking at you right now?" Saiyuri said with words from her mouth, appreciating the chance to speak, even if it was only a dream. Her words were stern as she tried to ellicit a reaction. The man seemed about ready to attack her, his hands balled into fists and his eyes glaring at her. The energy rushed out of him in one exhale and he shook his head, clutching his chest. "I never wanted this..." Saiyuri knew she had the man now. She took a step forward and placed her hand on his shoulder, speaking softly and sweetly. "You still have a chance to atone. Tell me who commissioned these bombs." Saiyuri said with a certain fervor. She was so close she could taste it. The man shook his head and shrugged. "I never got a name, only the orders from a fellow." Saiyuri wanted to scream. She was about ready to leave when a flash of realization came across the man's face. "He had a medallion, a snake wrapping around a knife I think." Saiyuri's eyes widened as she realized just who he was talking about.
In the real world Saiyuri's eyes shot open and she stood abruptly, knocking over the stool she had been sitting on. "Councilman Ji-Hai Dun is the man we are looking for, and I know where to find him." The anger was present not only on Saiya's face and harsh movements, but her mind as well. It was threatening to boil over and Takashi would feel the mental heat. Someone was about to have a seriously bad day. [Exit to office]
Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 9:57 pm
Magnus needed another target to train on, and there was no shortage of thugs around the village, specially now that the village was in a complete disarray from falling to the ground. Of course, the state of the village alerted him and everyone everywhere were scrambling to figure out what was going on. The lesser worried ones, the ones with hidden agendas were looking to take advantage of this situation completely. Magnus could read their minds and feel their intentions...their dark desires to pillage and steal. He approached a group of them in an alleyway. "You know, thoughts like those can be problematic to your health when the village is being run by the Mayu. You do realize this, right?" As he spoke the thug safeguarded his thoughts as he turned to Magnus and smirked and pulled out a dagger.
"A dagger, for me? Why thank you." He said as he invaded the thug's mind even more pushing past his block. "A pipsqueak, eh? I'll show you." He responded to the man's inner thoughts. He took a neutral stance with his arms up, his palms opened, but relaxed making them shaped like a bowl as he swayed in the air. He motioned for the thug to bring it as he charged towards Magnus with his blade aim to stab Magnus repeatedly.
As The thug closed in, Magnus focused his chakra to the palm of his right hand, which was a bit easy with the blade phasing of the tou. But, this was pure chakra not the white phasing chakra his family was known for. As the thug came in for a straight stab, causing Magnus to deflect the movement with his recessive left hand to the right of him using the deflecting skill of his lightning boxing while at the same time practicing his harmonies. He stepped into his opponent's opening thrusting forwards with his open palm into the gut of his opponent and released his built up chakra into the opponent causing them intense pain along with breaking a few ribs and forced them backwards."Whose next?"
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"What the hell!? The kid's a shinobi, we have to get out of here!" Said one of the thugs as he went to pick up his friend. He was all around afraid of shinobi in general, but out of the three around Magnus, there was one that was not so afraid. "He is just a genin, a child playing with adults. Let's teach him some manners." He said as he charged forwards aiming to use his size and strength to his advantage. Magnus just smirked as he moved for a snap kick shifting into the initial stance. He waited for the thug to come in close as he quickly extended his leg outwards only to have it caught in mid-kick. 'He caught it...' He thought as he was then flung over to the left, back crashing into the wall. Magnus placed his hand on the ground as he pulled together some dirt and stood up, by this time, the thug was already on the pounce delivering a straight jab towards Magnus' stomach.
The first minor setback in his techniques from which Magnus quickly recovered with a sidestep of the man's attack hitting his inner wrist with his index and middle knuckle a technique known as a Nail. With this basic countering technique, Magnus flung dirt into the man's face blinding his vision momentarily as he launched into a volley of punches aiming in no particular area. Blinded, the thug wouldn't know what to do as he tried desperately to defend himself from the onslaught of punches that ended with a crouched downed focus dragon fang attack to the jaw. Taking aim and precision, Magnus launched into the air thrusting his fist into the jaw of the thug and lifting him into the air. "That's two down." He said to the last one as he dropped his friend decided to make a break for it. Magnus launched into a mad dash towards him launching into the air aiming for his inner neck to knock the man out as he flattened his left hand and smacked down into the opponent knocking him out with an Eagle Peck. "That was fine."
Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 9:49 am
Ronnel cracked his neck as he studied the young man who had just crushed a small trio of thugs. It seemed he had become a shinobi of Soragakure at an interesting time indeed. The young man chuckled softly to himself as he pondered a simple question - announce himself to the other, and hope that he was another shinobi of Sora, or keep himself quiet for the moment of concern that he was an enemy trying to take advantage of this village after its recent upheaval. He was inclined towards the former path, considering that the dark haired nin in front of him had just taken out a group of bandits, not exactly the actions of someone here to cause trouble.
Or he could do what he had originally been intending to do when he came to the downtown district of Soragakure, find a nice little bar out of the way of common traffic, and have himself a small drink of celebration. He had made it to Genin after all, despite the people who had been hostile towards him for the unnerving ease he had in drawing people towards him. That had only gotten worse when he announced his name, how was he supposed to know that one of the people in charge of accepting applicants had a grudge against Hanayas? Still, it had worked out in the end - the opposition had caused him to work harder than he might have otherwise, and now here he was, staring at someone who had just taken out a trio of thugs.
He shook himself once, reminsicing was for later when he had some alcohol and maybe pleasant company. Which he was heavily inclined to go find, the young man in front of him obviously had things under control here, and might just resent someone butting in. He knew he would if someone appeared offering help after a fight was over, never mind that he honestly hadn't gotten here until the kid was taking down the fleeing cutpurse.
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 7:28 pm
Piko was in a bit of a conundrum. Should he buy a loaf of freshly baked bread to munch on for the day, or a bag of half-baked dough that he liked to special order from this particlar baker? It was a difficult choice that he was faced with just about everyday. At times being able to munch on the tough, flaky baked bread while relaxing in the park was the best idea, but there was a nagging feeling in his gut that he wouldn't have as much free time as he used too since he was now a full fledged shiobi. As such, after another minute or two chewing on his lip in indecision, he finally asked for the bag. Content with his purchase, he left that particular shop, chewing on the dough as if it were gum while manuevering through the crowd. A tune began drifting through his mind, distracting him from his surroundings as the crowd thinned.
Bump. Even though it's pretty easy to notice his surroundings due to his particular bloodline, they escaped his attention until it was too late. Falling flat on his butt, but being able to keep a hold of his dough; Piko had run into a man with a few inches over him, as was often the case, and sported a mop of white hair. It took a few minutes for him to recover his faculties and realize what was going on, and as he did, the light tint of embrassment covered his face as he quickly scrambled to a standing position, and bowed towards the other male.
"I'm so sorry." He apologized meekly, keeping his head low. "I wasn't paying attention and I ran into you."
Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 7:43 pm
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Magnus could feel the eyes of another upon him as he opened his mental range till he heard the thoughts of a shinobi nearby. He turned to him meeting his gaze and spoke into the boy's mind. 'Oh, hello, I didn't know anyone would be around right now. I am Magnus Vain and you are?" He asked as he made his way over towards Ronnel as he was bumped into by another shinobi.
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Ronnel blinked as someone ran into him and fell over, turning his gaze away from the shinobi who'd just finished loosing a can of whoop-a$% on thugs, to see a play-haired boy sitting on the ground, standing back up. He held out a hand to the other teen then waved off the other's apology.
"It's fine, no harm done here. It'll take a lot more than a gentle bump like that to stagger me." He gave a lop-sided smile, though one eyebrow had risen at how meek the other boy was. Of course, that was as the shinobi he'd been observing made it over to the two of them, and the feeling of someone talking directly into his mind was something that Ronnel had thus far not experienced. His rather unique eyes closed then opened back up wider than normal as the teen turned around to look at Magnus.
"Uh, wow, that's a doozy." He shook his head, making his hair flip around his face, then smiled genially and held out a hand. "Name's Ronnel Hanaya, pleasure ta meet ya Magnus Vain. And you are?" This last was directed at the boy who'd bumped into him, trying not to exclude him.
Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2014 5:40 pm
“Kyaha”. Zokuji laughed as he watched the vigilante-esque shake down of some thugs from the shade of a tree. He let out a low whistle, giving a feigned look of being impressed that clearly came off as sarcastic. Brushing himself off, he stood from his resting place and moved toward where the thugs had been knocked out. Of course it was okay to attack three men minding their own business. They looked like rolling probable cause, and that’s enough reason to walk up to them and provoke a fight. Zokuji hadn’t even seen what the genin said to them to provoke their outburst, but it was obvious who had started it. The genin kneeled down over the last bandit to go down and rolled him onto his side. Checking his eyes, he confirmed a concussion. He moved the body and positioned him so that he wouldn’t choke on his own tongue. He shot a glance back to the genin who had begun to chat with a few faces he had seen around. The victor never really thinks about the defeated. Dangerous kid. Dangerous.
Shaking his head, he moved toward the man whose ribs were broken and kneeled down again to heal what he could. After poking and prodding and gauging his reaction, he determined the ribs hadn’t been broken nor did they pierce a lung. He used his healing hands to remove the bruising and swelling, but there was nothing he could do for the ribs. He hated not knowing enough. He moved this body as well and then made his way over to the man who had been uppercut. Zokuji stopped the bleeding, moved the body, and rolled him onto his side as well. His mouth lifted in slight appreciation. The kid had been unknowingly ruthless. Or maybe he knew and just didn’t care. That was a valuable trait, but taking that justice upon himself sent a shiver down Zokuji’s spine. Hopefully a man like that never became kage.
When he was done, Kokutan had all three men lined up outside of the alley against the building, in case any of their friends recognized them. It wasn’t like he didn’t appreciate the abuse of power. It was the unprovoked malice that rubbed him the wrong way. But who was he to judge. Naturally, he had done something similar before, and would probably do worse in the future. Later...now. Time was relative anyway, right? He jingled his money pouch, being a little heavier now that he had liberated the men of a bit of coin. Yea, it's all relative.
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Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2014 6:58 pm
Magnus walked over to Ronnel as he motioned his hand for a telekinetic lift, lifting the newcomer to his feet. He was delighted to meet new people, but of all the people around him, there was one whose mind seem to resent him. He listened in to the boy's thoughts as he went over to heal each thug unknowing of their dark thoughts even then while healing them. What he believed to be looks of appreciation and sincerity were actually a facade for the dark thoughts hidden underneath the surface. 'Who are you to judge my actions? You don't know what they are thinking, you cannot read their inner thoughts, dark desires,or carnal cares nor their disdainful thoughts of you.....nevermind, forget I mentioned anything.' He thought to Zokuji as he drifted out of his mind. His thoughts and his verbal actions stood alone from each other as he was smiling and indulging in conversation with Ronnel and Piko.
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Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2014 7:24 pm
“Kyahahaha”. Zokuji exploded with laughter and turned his head toward the genin. ‘So, that’s why I didn’t see you say anything. Fancy trick that. But it’s kind of hard to forget you said anything. I mean, you’ve invaded my most private sanctuary, as you did theirs. Who am I to judge your actions? Who are you to judge their desperation?’ He extended his arms outward in a sweeping gesture. ‘We’re in downtown. This is our village. You signed up to protect its people and yet you’ve struck down our citizens because they had a bad thought.’ He shook his head. ‘That black and white world of yours, scary stuff. Distain for me or not, they are still…well…human.’ He grinned and began to walk over. ‘But hey. Those are just my thoughts. I won’t force ‘em on you. Wouldn’t want to ruin the hero image you’re building of yourself.’ Ah, that was it. These guys just graduated from the academy too. That’s where he remembered their faces. “Hey guys! As long as we’re makin’ friends, cut me in too”.
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Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2014 10:21 pm
Floating was... different. When ROnnel had extended his hand for a handshake, he had instead floated upwards into the air, and his eyes went wide at that. He took a deep breath as he was set down as Magnus' gaze turned away, before another newcomer showed up. He was vaguely familiar, but his attention was focused on Magnus, until suddenly the male exploded with laughter. He had no idea what was so funny, but now that he was back on the ground he was willing to take things in stride. The white haired shinobi tilted his head to one side as he looked at the boisterous fellow, then shrugged slightly.
"No reason not to is there? Name's Ronnel." Thankfully everyone here was male and apparently not attracted to men, so Ronnel didn't have to worry about someone developing sudden attraction. That thought actually made him stop and take a quick glance around, but the sight of four shinobi talking seemed to be enough for the normal civilians to keep their distance. He let out a soft sigh of release - he didn't know if there was a way to control the hormone/pheromone production, so distance from women was good for the moment. He focused his gaze on the new arrival.
____________________THE PAIN, THE HATRED, THE DESTRUCTION____________________
This day had certainly been an odd one. Saiyuri had been sitting at her desk milling through paper work and battle plans when her calendar caught her eye. The 12th day of February; Saiya's birthday. She had paused the inner machinations of her mind and sat back in her chair. Her lids closed and a faint smile touched her lips. Saiyuri could recall the very last time she had even celebrated her birthday. It was precisely ten years ago, when her loved ones had been alive. In the days of old Saiyuri had felt a strong affection for two people at the same time. It was Takashi and Nakaya. Their bond had been deeper than mere companions. They did everything together and each loved one another equally. The boys had surprised Saiya and brought her to one of her favorite places. Inside of the city Saiyuri always had a rough time controlling her mind reading capabilities. Headaches and migraines were a constant and she was constantly distracted. Nakaya and Takashi brought Saiya high onto the monuments of the leaders of her village, far from the buzzing minds of the world below. She tried to cling to the image of their smiles, the feeling of their love for one another. But it all faded too fast.
After that Saiyuri decided she seriously needed break. Saiya had packed up her office and set out into the world, destined to find some happiness in this bleak time. For awhile she wandered aimlessly, occasionally brushing up against other minds. Most were still concerned with their village, others more concerned with what dinner would be for the night. It took her a moment to realize that there was a group of minds she was unfamiliar with. Saiya paused as she was walking around and 'listened in' to those present. Ronnel Hanaya, a genin medical shinobi. Stark white hair, tall and muscular. Saiyuri thought to herself, flitting to the mind of another shinobi. She nestled into Zokuji's mind, merely grazing his thoughts and not digging. Of course they would feel her presence, but if they had not already spoke to her before they may not know the feeling. Zokuji Hyuuga, another genin medic. Dark of hair, tall and muscular." Saiya committed the feel of his mind and switched the next subject. She would come into view of the small group just then. Magnus Tou, a genin enhanced fighter. Maybe I can teach him something useful. Saiyuri thought to herself as she took in their visual appearances with her eyes. Piko Utatane, another medic. Wait, I know this boy." Saiya said, offering a kind smile to her clansmen. She was of the Abumi clan herself, not only that but the clan head. As Saiyuri approached she suddenly slowed, not wanting to have all these shinobi suddenly turn formal and treat her definitely. Saiya softly bit her bottom lip in apprehension, deciding instead to make herself scarce. She ducked under a cloth facade, separating the outside world from the cozy little food shop. Saiya pointed at a tea and cupped it in both hands to feel its warmth. Her grip on her teacup was very posh, all the while thinking about how much of a little b***h Jean Gay
SHANE is.
____________________CAN I CONTROL IT? WILL I STOP IT?__________________________
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 5:13 am
Given the all-clear for his goofy actions, Piko rose back to a respectable posture, again nodding his head as a thank you for forgiving him. He was still terribly embarassed for losing himself in his thoughts, but it didn't seem to matter all that much since the male in front of him seemed the care-free type. Certainly not someone that he'd like to get involved with, as they tended toward being loud, boisterous, and attracted a lot of attention; which at this point was being directed at a boy he had not yet noticed. Introductions were quickly put into order, but he strained his ears to hear any kind of name. None came to him, and it was amazing that this male, Ronnel, already knew. Maybe they were previously acquainted? Nonetheless, he was pressured to introduce himself.
"M-my name's Utatane." He muttered, hoping that was enough for them to hear. After just meeting the both of them, he didn't feel the need to divulge his full name, no matter how trivial it may have seemed. Regardless of that, yet another new arrival appeared. It was just his luck that after bumping into someone out of the blue, he'd be running into several fellow shinobi. Piko tuned into the male further in the background, inspecting the surroundings as he approached. He was surprised to see three bodies in the alley, which were just a moment ago, he assumed, fallen ruffians at the hand of Vain. They seemed to be taken care of at the moment, but not for free. Three new people within the span of a few minutes, and nearly a fourth. He didn't recognize the person, but they quickly retreated back into the crowd, so he decided that he would pay it no mind.
"Strange coincidence for so many people to be in the same place at once, huh? Ha ha..." He retrieved one of the half-baked dough balls from his bag, and began chewing on it to hide his nervousness.
Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 1:11 pm
"Ah, Utatane, nice to meet you. I am Magnus Vain and shouldn't be that big of a surprise to see so many people here. I mean this is downtown and the village did just fall out of the sky and is now sitting on the ground. Something that hasn't happened in a long time I believe." He spoke to Utatane at the same time he spoke to Zokuji in his mind. "Actions speak louder than words. Dark thoughts are always around everyone has them. Even your loved ones have them, its when you chose to act on them that their true nature speaks out. With a village filled with Mayu, you would think you people would learn that by now. I may have invaded his mind to know his actions, but most time its natural and can't be helped. Especially, with all these people around me. I focus mentally on you while having a conversation, but everyone's thoughts lap on top of each other. I can hear yours and theirs without focusing.
If my actions seemed wrong to you, that is your opinion and I leave you to that. But, their actions depicted they got what they deserved. They could have walked away, but they chose to attack some kid in an alleyway with a dagger...' He transmuted as he looked behind him to the crowd. "Are you going to join us Madame Saiyuri or are you just going to touch our minds?" He asked as she soon came into view after touching each of the genin thoughts. 'Oh, and Happy Birthday.' He linked telepathically to her as he stepped to the side hoping she would take it as an invitation into the group. "So Ronnel, what brings you into Downtown? Doing a little shopping or training also?" Magnus asked as he had been training around the Downtown area for sometime now. His skills and techniques required a target or sparring partner and there weren't many around to which he could train with at the moment. So the thugs around the Downtown area in the less traveled places would have to do for the time being. Magnus knew the dangers of training like this as one false move could cause him to be seriously injured, but that was where his Mayu techniques really helped out should he find need to use them to get away quickly in a really tough fight.
Unrelinquished Despair
A faint smile
Our characters are suppose to know each other already, unless you forgot.
Boku_ha_Ronnel
The levitation was for Despair. And DSW, is an interesting coincidence.... Im glad that didn't just stand out to me as well.
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ [Enter] Man, Sho and Sun were in a great mood, their puppet had just been finished and had rested up a bit since their training but still needed a bit of a pick me up. He had Ruby wrapped all up on his back and headed for a less busy part of the tea shop. Sitting down " Green tea please!" he ordered and the waitress nodded. Drumming his hands lightly on the counter he failed to notice the kage sitting near him. Scanning around the warm tea was soon by his side. Lowering his head he smelt the aroma of the tea and it's leaves. Reaching over he couldn't quite reach the sugar, without looking at person because he was smelling the tea leaves who was the Kage he asked politely "Pass the sugar please..."
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Class: Puppeteer
Passives:
- Speed: 1/2 - Strength: 1/2 - Perception: 1
• Two technical twin RPCs. They must be in the same country. • Merging ability • [Puppetry Technique] The user can cast threads of chakra to control puppets as well as an assortment of inanimate objects (with exception of the user's puppets, chakra threads require physical touch to be connected) •[Focused Mind] Users specialize in using fewer but more complex and powerful puppets, and gain a 1/2 rank in puppet mastery.
Personal Attributes:
In Sync: Puppets gain half a rank boost in their attacks. String Envy: Puppets gain half a rank boost in defense Puppet Eyes: Perception is increased half a rank
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tem Name: Ruby ( First Puppet) Item Range: Stands about the height of 5 feet Item Cost: Item Ability:
Made of Sturdy Wood Two Retractable steel blades on the ends of both wrists Launch one fuma shuriken from stomach with a second hidden in the shadow released at the same time. Mid-Range kunai hidden launcher in right shoulder Recording device on its eyes used to relay information to the puppet master
Ability to preform
Thousand Hands Manipulation Force Rank: B Puppet's left arm opens several compartments. These compartments are prepared with summoning seals in them, which calls forth fifteen long puppet arms that can bend and follow the opponent for about seven meters, then crush them with devastating force.
Mechanical Light Shield Block (Lite) Rank: C A mechanism inside the puppet opens its arms into a couple of segments, through which the user radiates their chakra. The chakra spreads out like a thin film and turns into a protective sheet, blocking one C-Rank physical attack and below or one ninjutsu attack D-Rank and below. While this mechanism is open, the puppet can't attack.