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 Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 1:14 pm
Kensei was now very angry. he didn't want innocent blood to be spilled but the fact of the matter was she was no longer innocent. she kept her weapons tight in her grip and had no intention of backing down. "Never trust a Hyuga?" Kensei responded as he was now furious. "No I believe the correct phrase would be never become enemies with a Hyuga. Gekkani she is attempting to endanger the lives of myself and Syrius. I tried to reason with her but she wont listen so there's no choice. Kill her." Kensei said as he was not going to have someone's blood on his hands today but he was not going to be injured either. "Im sorry but it looks like what ever grudge you have against my clan will end today and you will carry your senseless hatred to the grave. Come on Sy it looks like were going to have to find a new place to practice." Kensei said as he hopped down from his tree and waited for Syrius.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 1:27 pm
HP: 30/48
She gave up. There wasn't a point in keeping her weapons any more. They weren't going to do her any good. There was cracking as the chain tightened around her throat. Blood stained her grit teeth, and she maintained a white-knuckled grip on the chain around her throat. She knew it... She didn't have a problem with dying any more. She accepted it with open arms. "Come on... Prove your clan is as heartless as everyone knows it is. And why take the fun away from them? Go ahead and have your kicks before she takes all the sport out of it." She was choking the words out... She wasn't going to go quietly, but she couldn't fight them as she was. If that b*****d hadn't brought the girl along on his ambush, she could have taken both of them... Trust. A disgusting mistake to lose your life over.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 1:44 pm
Kensei looked up in the tree at Syrius who was just still sitting there. "I'm going to head back to the compound and grab some lunch. I'll see ya later Sy." Kensei said as he strapped his Guitar to his back and began to walk back through the meadow. he passed Lula without any acknowledgment whatsoever. "I'll see you later Gekkani. It's a shame that blood has to be spilled on such a fine day." Kensei said as he then looked back at Lula. "Well I guess this is your fault. had you not been so careless you wouldn't be in this situation. Oh well." Kensei said as he left the area and headed back to the Hyuga compound.
[exit to hyuga compound.]
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 1:50 pm
HP: 25/48
Lula laughed as the boy walked away. Yeah... I got careless. Next time I'll just stick to my prejudices... Next time I'll just kill the traitorous bastards before they can fulfill this vicious circle. Her neck was bruising around the chain, more crunching heard as she was slowly choked to death. And now she didn't even have her toys to keep her company. Oh, well. I certainly had my share of fun.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 3:03 pm
"..." As soon as Kensei had spoken the command, the chains seemed to have loosened - not enough to break the deadly vicegrip but very slightly, just enough for Lula to slip her shuriken against the chains, in case Gekkani changed her mind. But how foolish...such a futile effort was useless...against Senju's Herculean strength...
It worked.
Melediana felt her stomach twist. Her knees felt weak but she maintained her posture.
It had been a costly gamble - but it worked...it...
No...
Things began going horribly wrong: an argument...Kensei gave the execution command!
Her voice was emotionless.
"...your wish is my command."
Senju Shiro had been overjoyed for a rare break from ANBU duty...well, had. Of all the frigging places he could've chose - why the hell did he choose the meadows again? Before he had even entered the field, he already sensed hostility. Then, killing intent that could've only belonged to a Sannin... Great. Just frigging fantastically great. And of all the people... Before the puppet could deliver the killing blow by pulling the chain, thus incapacitating the girl, Shiro stopped it cold with his own hands...
Not without cost though. Even if it was the same insane strength...a few drops of blood spilled onto the ground, from the younger Senju's hands. He ignored however, the metal digging painfully into his skin. The knowledge burned clearly: if he even falters an inch, this girl will certainly die... The others would recognize the young ANBU member, Kazumei perhaps especially, the Senju boy who had been tutored by that Uchiha captain...Kazumei's older brother, Toshiro...when the teen had first entered the black ops.
"Call back that puppet, Gekkani-san..." Ruby eyes flashed furiously, as his grip tightened around the chain. The chain trembled: Shiro was clearly fighting against the force pressed into the kusarigama's chains - not enough to free Lula outright but enough to fight against the suffocation process. So...the Senju with Gekkani...was a puppet. But how was it able to keep that strength...?
...the forbidden Kugutsu arts...
"To sully the Senju name with such a thing...call it back, or I will destroy it - regardless of our clans' friendship!"
"...Senju, remove yourself from my way..." Her face was as expressionless, as her living puppet fought against the Senju hunter in a contest of strength. "Kensei-sama has spoken his order." The threat was clear: if Shiro does not remove himself from her way, she would kill him too. But the realization that hung even more clearly, even more fearfully to the bystanders...
This village means nothing to this girl.
Damn this.
"Gekkani!" He spoke through gritted teeth. Damn...this thing...he knew a little about this puppet: a renegade Senju Sannin this girl had killed... She had won acclaim by Konoha for that but still, just his luck...to be fighting against this thing. To fight against a berserker... Yet...still...still, no matter how coldly she tried to mask it...beneath that assassin's mask, still a child... "I don't believe it was fair for the Council to label you a berserker! Surely...dammit, I don't understand! Why do you still obey Hyuuga - even though they ordered you to kill your mother?" The assassination order she had carried out, too... "You..."
The doll snapped.
Something so terrifying about her expression, something that could not have possibly belonged on a Hyuuga face...a devilish fiendish expression: that could have only belonged to a Yubei's face. Contempt, fury, spite...
"And what do you know! You, of the main branch, who lived pampered by the Senju royal family! You, who had your parents from the very beginning!" Her quiet voice dropped to a hiss. "You, who wasn't born with your world dark and silent! For my life - a halfbreed's - chichi-ou (papa) accepted the death penalty. You know nothing - what it is like...to live spit on as trash by a purist family - with the only way to prove your existence, the...!"
What could've she meant by that...? Was she...? But she seemed fine...a blind and death child?
Slap.
Melediana had struck the child on her cheek.
Her fear had disappeared...
Replaced by pity.
"...didn't Yokou...didn't Nyame...didn't...didn't they love you more than anything?" ...didn't I too...?
"I-if I don't obey...there's no other reason for me to exist..." A tremor in her voice? Her resolve wavered even as she tried to protest. But her small hands trembled...the chakra threads wouldn't hold steady. Even her puppet's hands seems weighted with indecision, whether to deliver the killing blow or not... "If a tool becomes rusty, what will become the use of it..."
She...so she had feared being discarded...
"But Kana...you're not a tool." A soft pause. "You're right. I don't understand. I'm pureblood, you're not. I don't know what it's like to be in a purist clan, but I have some idea...Senju doesn't exactly treat the non-Mokouton inheritors kindly... But you are yourself. Touka stood firm, proud, even though she couldn't use our family's kekkai genkai. She didn't care what the Elders said but lived as herself. ...you don't have to obey them." Still tugging on the opposite end of the chains to counter the puppet's force, Shiro dared approach the girl...carefully, slowly...
"Kana-chan..."
The puppet backed a step. The child on its shoulders was clearly shaking. "D-don't come near me...I'm the demon, if you come near me you'll d-die too..."
If I make through this alive...the first thing, I'll be submitting a complaint to Moku-sama about clans raising berserkers...
"Kana...listen to me. Your mind is your...!"
"Shiro, move aside!"
Too late.
A wakisashi blade met his stomach...not held by the puppet but by Gekkani's trembling hands...impaling cleanly through. She had taken off from her perch on the puppet's shoulders, like a little bird in flight...and he swore he saw it, in her blind eyes, for that moment...
Tears...
((No damage to Lula since Shiro was reversing force on the chains but she's still trapped. As for Shiro...poor Shiro. U_U''))
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 3:21 pm
Lula watched as Shiro threw himself into her fight. Followed int short order by Melediana. She didn't know if she was thankful or if she was pissed. The deciding factor was when Shiro got stabbed... Now she was pissed. At who? She wasn't certain. At Shiro, for getting in her way and stealing what should have been her hit. At Gekkani for obvious reasons. At Kensei for being a hardheaded a*****e, and at Melediana for simply coming into her fight. She felt blood trickling down her neck, and she knew just how deep that damned chain had cut.
She was livid. The only things brighter than her hair were her eyes. She realized just who she was mad at. Myself. She had forgotten her life's lesson. A mistake she would not make again... And she certainly hoped that if she ever did, that people would stay the hell out of her fight.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 3:38 pm
"Cripes...that hurts..." It hurts to even talk... "B-but...I won't give anything, even to turn out otherwise... Taichou (captain)...taught me that..." What was he saying? He would prefer to die rather than see Lula get killed? A cough, as some more blood spilled. "...a village isn't built on clans...but on the strength of its people..." The grip on the chains grew stronger, even though strength was fleeting him. "...Yokou-sama tried to change Hyuuga...Rasen-sama, too... But two people are not enough. Not just Hyuuga...but Senju too...not this whole village's nobility system..." A pause. "That puppet...I will be taking it back! Here goes..." With what wild strength he had left, Shiro tugged at the chains with all his power, and the puppet was dragged forth...sent flying forth...
"Power is meant to protect - not to threaten or murder, Kana!"
But as expected...he missed. Shiro had broken the kusarigama but his fist only managed to barely crack the Senju puppet's outer shell. He had lost too much strength. "Aw...cripes...this sucks..." He muttered, before the poison claimed his system and he passed out.
To Melediana's surprise, the puppet caught Shiro from falling. "...what poison did you use...?" She growled at the girl, checking over the injured Senju's wounds. Damn...it just barely missed his spine... Otherwise, it would've been a fatal strike.
"...don't bother searching for an antidote... Nor will drawing it out work. It's Genbu's poison." She had replicated the sample after many unsuccessful attempts, the brilliant prodigy had recreated the Senju clan's legendary contract...the turtle water-god summon's special poisoning technique... "It affects the system much quicker than any other poison." With that said, she turned, her puppet following.
"Where do you think you're going!"
She couldn't possibly be planning to turn him into a puppet...?
"...to save his life..."
To the one place which would know how to treat Genbu's poison...
((Shunshin to the Senju Compound))
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 3:53 pm
Lula ripped the chains off her throat. She didn't cough. She didn't struggle for breath. Her face wasn't of pain... It was disgust. So the little girl had a conscience somewhere underneath that blood. It had to be the half of her that was human. Lula dropped down and grabbed her shuriken and her pennywhistle. It had been cracked. She spun her shuriken closed and holstered them. Like sirens... Disgusting creatures lure you in and kill you unhesitatingly.
She didn't even wipe at the blood. She turned her back on the scene and walked away. She could very easily kill those two Hyuuga boys... It would be a couple snaps of her wrists... But she would give them a snowball's chance in hell. If they ever crossed her again...
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Emily Marneth rolled 4 20-sided dice:
11, 6, 15, 5
Total: 37 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 4:59 pm
Lula walked into the forest, losing herself in the trees. She was sick and tired of holding herself back. No more. No more. She wasn't going to do it anymore. She was not going to have those pathetic excuses for human beings staining the face of this earth. She was going to train harder than ever before. And she had a whole new reason now... She gave herself in to the prejudice that she had suppressed. She lost herself in the irrational hate of an entire clan. This is what had happened for her parents to run this far with her. To avoid a clan war... Well... They had failed.
She was beyond livid. She was beyond anything that had a word. The emotion she felt was so incredibly massive that it was impossible to wrap her mind around even a small corner of it. And she didn't care. She was letting the full force of it bear down upon her. She gave up trying to be fair.
Pulling twelve shuriken out of her pack, she whipped them all forward at a tree, spinning one hand at a time, never breaking her stride as she turned four times in rapid succession, letting all twelve fly loose, whistling through the air.
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Emily Marneth generated a random number between
96 and 360 ...
305!
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:00 pm
((Damage to tree:
8-30 * 12
96-360))
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Emily Marneth rolled 4 20-sided dice:
19, 5, 2, 2
Total: 28 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:07 pm
There were splinters flying and the sound of the tree's trunk buckling under the force rippled through the air. Each shuriken had sunk almost entirely into the tree and had still been spinning, ripping the trunk open even further. She kept her stride, ripping all twelve shuriken out when she made it to the tree, backing up and turning on the same tree to add insult to injury. She threw four shuriken one at a time, spinning smoothly but throwing the shuriken with incredibly sharp motions. They whistled through the air towards the tree trunk. She wasn't even thinking any more. She just knew that while she was strong enough to kill those boys, she wasn't strong enough to kill that girl. And she wouldn't stop until she was. She wouldn't stop until she could kill each and every one of those wretches. They didn't deserve to live any more than a two-legged horse. Worthless, no matter how pretty their coat was.
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Emily Marneth generated a random number between
32 and 120 ...
104!
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:08 pm
((Damage to tree: 8-30 * 4
32-120))
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Emily Marneth rolled 4 20-sided dice:
13, 15, 20, 11
Total: 59 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:22 pm
Splinters. Everywhere. But she never stopped. She continued her spinning throws. She would keep on until she'd thrown all thirteen of her smaller shuriken. And then she'd throw all four of her fuuma shuriken. She needed money. She needed to buy more. She needed more weapons. Damn it to hell what would happen when she ran out: No one would be alive to tell the tale. She would train until she couldn't be any better. And then she would train more. She would train until she was unable to train, and she would do it so that she could kill every person that took her for less than what she was. Four more shuriken left her skilled hands... And she continued plotting. She wasn't going to have a plan. She didn't need a plan right now. She needed the skill to carry out any such plan that she might wish to have.
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Emily Marneth generated a random number between
40 and 150 ...
116!
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:23 pm
((Damage to tree: 8-30 * 5
40-150))
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Emily Marneth rolled 4 20-sided dice:
17, 3, 2, 2
Total: 24 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 5:28 pm
The trunk was devastated. One of the shuriken passed in and into and through the wood, piercing a tree on the far side. Splinters still filled the air, but none of them bothered Lula. She had grown up taking whatever they had to throw at her, and when she'd fought back, she'd been taught that it was bad to fight back unless you could defend yourself completely. She was damn well going to be able to defend herself. So the Hyuuga could see everything, could they? Well she'd just move faster than they can. What good is seeing if your body and mind aren't as fast as your eyes? She was positive they couldn't get out of the way. She knew they couldn't. She wouldn't let them. Four more shuriken. Four more whistling projectiles on their way to destroy a tree with the bad luck to be in the right place at the wrong time.
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