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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 8:47 pm
"Hello Yang, I believe I saw someone looking for you. But I don't think you'll have to worry." Nova gave him a grin of reassurance. "I don't think he's traveled anywhere, and is in town at the moment."
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 8:52 pm
"Let him come. It would be his last act. Who are you. Your not a friend of mine so don't adress me so plain." Said Yang looking at Nova.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 7:41 am
Nova winced a bit and then smiled and turned back to Jiroubou.
"Lets move on the "Earth Wall Land Flip", shall we?"
"Alright, this technique should be easier for you than the clay prison."
"I'm glad you have that sort of confidence in me."
"Don't flatter yourself, I can still break your neck in one swing."
"Oh yes, a wee Genin wouldn't have a chance against a warrior like yourself" His voice was clearly sarcastic. Regaurdless, Jiroubou went on to show him how the technique was executed.
Nova looked back at his pocket watch and saw that he needed to be visiting another village at the moment.
"Jiroubou-san, I'll be back later to finish my training, but I must be going.
"Your loss, not mine."
Nova grinned and went off towards the docks.
1/10
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 4:52 am
Since Hurdy was still in the town he saw Nova leave. "He's off to train, he might become stronger yet. But now, I have something to do." Hurdy headed towards the forest. He was going to cunstruct the ultimate war machine. He took out his clay. He began to make a giant hawk. It would be 15 ft. tall and as long as a school bus.
It had been about four hours since he had started and the head was starting to take shape. He had just finished the neck when he started to get hungry. He couldn't eat though. It would only waste time. So he continued to work, makeing sure to make little air pockets in the under side of the belly. This he loaded with little explodeing hawks. So with a hand seal the pouches would open and about 30 little bird clay models would pour out. they would seek out a target and kill it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 4:59 am
Hurdy had finished the boddy and it's massive feet. It coud stand and it could even hold him if he got on it. Hurdy just needed to finish the wings, so it could fly and the tail so it could steer directions. The wings would be massive and require hard work, shapeing each feather. So he started the tail, and tommorow he would do the rest. The tail was very hard but he finally got it. Then he took out some seal paper and sealed it in. then he put the paper on his belt and went to a hotel. He had done good today.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 5:11 am
The next morning Hurdy went back to the woods and realesed the giant bird so that he could work on it. He began constructing a wing. It took him hours to finish half of one. He knew he migh get finished by tonite if he really worked himself. He started a dawn and by midday, he had the first wing finished and on the bird. Next he started the other one. He carefully sculpted the feathers, So that thet could raise up if needed, like a real bird. Hurdy Finally finished the great creation at midnight. Now, he just needed a name for this magnificent creature. "I shall call you Yami Taki, Dark bird." He carved the characters for flying explosion into the fore head of his clay beast.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 5:23 am
Hurdy jumped on it's back. Since it was midnight, no one could see into the sky. So he could fly tonite and still keep yami taki a secret. nce on it's back He said, "Take flight yami taki, and let the world know of your great might!!!" The bird started to move as hurdy put some c3 chakara into the bird. This made it a deidara speciality # 18 jutsu. If he blew it up, It could easily level a village to nothing. It might even get a few people fleing because of it's size. Then he put explodeing chakara into the little bird in the belly pouches. Now The bird started to flex it's wings and take flight. Hurdy loved the feeling of flying, He had never expirenced it before. It was the ultimate feeling. He landed and sealed it back up. Then he headed back to the hotel for some rest.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 5:51 pm
~Damian made his way into the Village, striding towards the entrance as he wondered where the man he wished to meet was. This wasn't his first visit into the village before and most likely not his last, though he wished to get what training he could out of this unfortunate village. After entering the village, Damian stood for a while, looking for any clue of where the man may be.~
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 6:36 pm
Yang saw Damian and memories from Yin started running into his head. He then walked up but didn't have the Akatsuki uniform on. "Hello again Damian." Said Yang walking up.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 6:41 pm
~Damian turned, looking to that of the man he knew as Yin, "Oh... hey.... When did you get here Yin?" The man before him was the same man, yet Damian sensed something slightly different about him, though it could be that he wasn't wearing his Akatsuki uniform.~
((Hey I'll be back later, I'm about to go watch fireworks.))
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 6:51 pm
"Yin is just a sub name. Bone is my true name. I've been here a while." Said Yang. His forehead showing an engraved symbol of Hidden Sand that had been crossed out.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:28 am
~Damian stared at Bone momentarily as he turned, leaving once more. It would cause a controversey later, but he rathered not talk to anyone at the moment. His soul purpose at the moment was to gain more power, though through means of learning from the Shinobi that he had written within a book. Slowly, he withdrew this book from his cloak, looking over the various names of shinobi he needed to talk to. After a moment he picked one, looking at the picture momentarily as he walked off in search of the Shinobi.~
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:32 am
~After a few minutes of searching, Damian's eyes caught hold of the man he was searching for. He strode forth to the man, his cloak billowing out slightly as his legs hit the insides, "You are Jiroubbou, correct?" The man turned nodding slightly as he watched the mysterious figure of Damian, "I would like to learn some of your techniques, for I aim to be one of the greatest shinobi one day. Your help would be thoughtful." At this the man signaled for Damian to follow, leading him into a small dojo in which to learn some techniques.~
(1/2) Rising Knee
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:40 am
~The man signaled for Damian to stand back slightly as he stood near a dummy statue, preparing to demonstrate one of his techniques. Quickly the man crouched, his legs charging with Chakra as he leapt into the air, kneeing the dummy in his head. Damian watched, noting in his mind that this Taijutsu technique would be of use later, should he want to use it in conjunction with his own Hyuuga abilities. After a moment, Damian walked over, demonstrating the technique that had been preformed. His legs charged with Chakra, then he leapt into the air, twisting slightly as he kneed the dummy from an upward angle. It had been a extremely easy technique, though it would be a useful one later.~
(2/2) Rising Knee
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 12:44 am
~After a small applause from the Shinobi, Damian stood back again, awaiting the next technique that he would need to learn. The man walked slowly towards another dummy, feeling that he didn't want the current one to break from too much use. Slowly, he demonstrated the stance of his next technique, explaining in detail what Damian must do. His hand came backwards, charging itself with Chakra. At this point, Damian noted within his mind that he could make use of this technique too. All of these Taijutsu techniques that were being taught to him would be of tremendous use when used in conjunction with his own bloodline.~
(1/5) Pressure Palm
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