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 Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 2:19 pm
"When you say it in such a tone, it really does make me feel sorta bad, Mister Gloomy Face."
Rinsa crossed his arms in front of his chest as he stared at the Zetsu for a moment before he lead the man out of the tent, the assembled crowd slowly breaking apart to stretch and rehearse in their own hushed groups. "Please allow me to amuse you in some way, shape or form? Perhaps so manner of sparring would lighten your spirit?" He suggested as he stared at the two colored man. After all, ninjas needed to work on their battle skills, so this wouldn't me too much of an odd suggestion would it?
"...Besides, I still need to do some warm ups as well, so I won't mind."
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 11:01 pm
"And what would the manner, of this little sparing match be?" Asks a rather harsher voice, though it was of the same pitch and sounded around the same as his normal one. The talk of a battle, had drawn out the already anxious Dark half of Slade. And now, he would likely remain for the remainder of such a skirmish between the two. Though Slade was not one much for bloodshed, there was always a possibility that his darker half would attack recklessly, which was the soul reason why they had made a sort of pact, for each taking their turns. When outside of fighting, Slade's light half would do the talking, and within, Slade's dark half would speak. This made things easier, and prevented arguing between the two, about who deserved to communicate more.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 12:12 am
Rinsa only gave a shrug as he reached into his side pocket, withdrawing what appeared to be a whip as he stretched it out before him then smiled. "Just a casual little match... Nothing to serious. I'm sure we'll no one to call it quits, right?" He said in a questionable tone, yet he hardly seemed to notice the change in the Zetsu's tone as he turned, walking several meters away from the black and white gloomy nin.
"Shall we begin, sir?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 9:39 am
"Whenever you're ready, just attack." Slade replies, his hands connecting, and creating hand signs, though they were hidden beneath the folds of his Akatsuki styled black cloak. His odd yellow eyes, staying locked on his now opponent's form, as he waits for the first attack. A whip eh? I've never faced someone with a whip before, I hope this will be interesting... Yeah, I have never either, so I agree with you. Goes the small communication that had ran through Slade's head, as he waits for the first attack. Since Rinsa had proposed the skirmish, it was almost a right, for them to start the fight.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 10:53 am
Nodding slowly, Rinsa made a simple set of seals as a golden, woolly mass appeared on his back and over his shoulders as the Golden Fleece came into play. Taking a single step forward then, the nin was gone from his place moment later, reappearing several meters meters behind Slade, his arm trailing several inches behind the body before it made a sudden yanking motion. Mind you, this was also the hand that wielded the whip. The whip that managed to loosely come around the Zetsu's neck when the Clown had rushed by, thus meaning he had only several seconds to respond before the weapon's loose grip would tighten.
Being an ex- Tamer, it really wasnt very hard to manipulate a whip however you wanted it. With only a simple motion, it was easy to bind something... But it would only constrict when it was yanked at by the wielder.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 12:47 pm
((Sorry cold...))
Demon looked over to the man and his smile"Seems he's ok...". The large cream colored dog next to him began to growl, he no longer trusted anyone, not a random ninja standing alone in a patch of grass. Demon sighed"It's ok Cizu...if he attacks we'll be ready" the man said with a smile on his face, Cizu simply nodded. "Hey there, what are you up to" he asked with a smile.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 5:21 pm
"Faster then I expected... But that does not really matter...." Slade says, as his fly trap like appendages close over the whip that was around his neck. "I hope you have a spare..." He says, with a smirk, even if his opponent was behind him, and likely could not see the smirk. With his flytrap closing onto the whip, if she did not pull it away, it would soon be cut in half. Finishing the hand signs he had been making, he releases a surge of his chakra, causing a forest of trees to shoot into the air around them, bushes, shrugs and vines making their way around as well. A decent defensive technique, for an earth using shinobi. Grinning, he allows a single black thorn to grow from the inside of his palm, as he awaits his opponent's reaction.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 5:36 pm
With another flick of his wrist, Rinsa managed to retract the whip. The rising growth of flora however, caught him off guard. Thankfuly enough, the Goldeen Fleece was still on his back as he retreated back several meters, his eyes on the mini forest that was in front of him now. He would need to break through endless rows of bark and wood now to get through to Mister Gloomy Face now. Cracking his whip, he focused his energy, making a set of seals as the shadows in the surrounding area focused to one point as he initiated the creation of his shadow beast.
Several moments later, something appearing like the love child of a wolverine, a lion and a beaver appeared between Rinsa and the trees. With another crack of the whip, it launched forward, claws tearing through wood like the ravenous demon-beast it was.
((Doh. Must go now.))
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 9:12 pm
Suddenly, amidst the trees came three identical versions of Slade. At least two of them, could possible be a clone, though the type was unknown. Before each even landed, they were making hand signs Within moments, wood suddenly rose from the ground around Rinsa, and began forming the shape of a prison. This was the Shichuurou no Jutsu. Used by the three Slades in order to imprison Rinsa within the folds of wood. Smirking Each of the slades, started making hand signs in order to get ready for the next attack, should Rinsa manage to break free.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 10:29 pm
Rinsa frowned as the wooden prison began to assemble around him. If he wavered any longer, his imprisonment would be inevitable. He needed to break free before it's construction was complete. Conjuring a single ball of chakra then, Rinsa reeled his arm back before throwing it directly into the final 'open spot' in the prison, but even then, the space was swiftly closing. A seal later however, the ball expanded in massive size before he broke into full sprint at the ball, abolishing the sphere of chakra directly before impact as it broke apart, leaving an open gap for the Pan'ya to leap through as he arrived outside of the prison, rolling at first before rising to his feet.
With a crack of his whip then, he started his mild counter attack as his Shadow beast stopped it's work on the trees, rushing towards the nearest of the Slades.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 12:15 am
"You're a shinobi... Never believe what you see in front of your eyes..." Slade says, as he rises from the ground just behind Rinsa. With the use of his Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention Technique. His entire body was encased in the flytrap like appendages, and they were closed enough, to only reveal a single odd yellow eye peering out from within the rather tightly shut jaws. Though as soon as he had finished speaking, the jaws tore open, and with them, along with revealing his bare torso down to his waist, a shower of small seeds rained onto Rinsa. With only a slight addition of chakra, the majority of the seeds that had been scattered from the sudden opening of his fly trap like appendages, instantly grew into tall grass that covered the area in seconds. Slade, having finished this wave of attack, sank back into the ground as the fly trap closes behind him. Once again, using the still active Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention Technique. Though his three clones, on the other hand, each created hand seals, even as they leapt backwards, away from the attacking beast of shadow.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:34 am
Rinsa then threw a single dagger, but before it even met it's mark, the Zetsu had disappeared back beneath the earth surface. Cursing for a moment, the Pan'ya paused, taking notice of the grass around him. What this was supposed to do however, the boy did not have the slightest idea. Instead, he cracked his whip again, the beast returning to his side. Mister Gloomy Face wouldn't just pop up and make grass grow just for the hell of it, would he? There had to be some more sinister aspect here at work, and whatever it was, it had made the Clown Nin nervous enough to put him on the edge.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 2:00 pm
The hand signs being created by the clones caused wooden beams to rise from the ground, between Rinsa and the escape from the grass and the forest before Rinsa. The clones themselves merged with the wood on the other side, in order to cease their function. Now that that was finished, the true Zetsu rose from the side of a tree, far above Rinsa and his shadow beast. Making hand signs once again, when the hand signs were finished, the grass around Rinsa and his beast of shadow rose and created a prison that was as hard as stone. This as the Green Trap Bind. But even so, Slade was not done. He began making another set of hand signs, after all. There was a second set of seeds that had not been touched, yet. Grinning from within his slightly closed fly trap like appendages, he awaits his opponent's reaction to such a trap.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:02 pm
Hearing the canine respond to his presence, Yukimura could no longer be at ease. He put his hand behind his back as if he was reaching in his back pocket. But he was reaching within his equipment pouch to grab a kunai if something were to happen.
"Nothing much."
Yukimura said with an inviting smile. His Seikakugan Eye still activated.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:42 pm
Azami hadn't done very well on her exam to become chuunin and had subsequently been denied the rank. Of course she also hadn't tried to hard she skipped several questions preferring not to spend to long in the room with so many other people. It didn't matter she was in Nano so she might as well use her time in the village to learn some of its techniques. Azami strode threw the towns streets gazing from one side to the other taking in everything she saw
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