Cytisus' head slowly tilted to the side. The moment he had finished his words and began to await an answer from the Clown before him, he felt a both unfamiliar and familiar presence make itself known within Hidden Grass. Feels like.... Me.. Interesting. Looks like we'll have to come back to speak about the war after this short detour! Cytisus slowly nodded to himself, as he slowly withdrew a hand from the ground in order to casually point in the direction of the immense source of chakra that was almost literally condensing into the air, causing a tense sensation of dread over the very landscape. Had this pure anger been any more noticeable, Cytisus believed the plants themselves would begin to blacken and die as if winter had blown through early. "Well I'm afraid Joker, my village has an urgent matter that they need their stand-in Kage to take care of. If I can tame this source in the distance, perhaps you can recruit them for your war as well." Cytisus says as his fly trap maw began to close around his head and he began to sink below the surface of the ground. "If I don't return before the battle, I'll track you through the docks and meet you at your intended location of battle in due haste!" He calls just before sinking into and vanishing fully beneath the ground once again. It was time to investigate, and from what the very presence felt through this distance away, Cytisus' mouth was already watering at the thought of the possible meal that must be awaiting him from the location of this presence.
Cytisus slowly rose from the ground, having traversed the land in a matter of seconds in order to arrive just in time for the scene that was happening before him. A white haired male, beating at the ground and yelling in rage before declaring total damnation. In my village? I think not... Cytisus thinks to himself, as he sank beneath the ground once again, moving forwards to be directly beneath his soon to be opponent. He wasn't going to just prance forwards through the field like some sort of new-age samurai. Rushing forth with say, broad sword in hand and making an obvious swing through the air. The opening move needed to be a surprise or else the advantage could not be held. The moment Cytisus would be within the earth beneath Bel. He would let his own chakra flare for just a moment, drawing the sword known as the Jakotsutō from its sheath and then throwing a black skinned hand from the ground to grasp the male's ankle. Should this grab fall through, the male would be pulled directly into the ground by force, the blade of Jakotsutō spiraling like a tornado. It's multi-fastened blades carving away at the earth to soften it, as well as chopping into the opponent as their pulled into the ground with the dirt piling over them. Thus allowing the blade to strike and slash away at the opponent several times while they are simply smothered by the heavy earth around them. Cytisus would move away whether or not the attack made it's way through, raising himself completely from the ground with his sword in hand in order to peer in the location of the male he may have to kill. Certainly the use of his Jakotsutō's special move, the Subterranean Death technique.
Standing upon the ground now, Cytisus casually used his free right hand to form a series of hand seals directly before him. The seals themselves partially obscured by the use of his long cloak like coat partially hiding his hands. The moment he finished the hand seals he would scatter a group of seeds over the earth that had been torn up by both his own attack attempt and the ripping of the ground by Bel themselves. Grass springing up with a small dose of chakra in order to fill the void of the missing corn that he had caused. it was a cosmetic touch really, but something he felt he needed to do. Even if all it did was set up for a possible attack in the future. His extra hand signs were simply to make the technique look like more then it actually was, perhaps the opponent should they catch his motion, feel in some way threatened by this.
144,216 Chakra 144,216 - 3400 = 140,816
Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention Technique: 600 Seed Growth: 800 Jakotsutō: Subterranean Death While beneath or within the ground, Cytisus can attempt a grab upon the opponent. Should he manage to grab the opponent in any way, they will immediately be yanked into the ground without even the space to move once within. As soon as they are under the ground, the blade Jakotsutō will be used as if it were a small cyclone, Doton chakra harnessing through the multi-layered blade to spin around the opponent and cause a series of possibly major wounds to the opponent for a single post.Should the opponent survive such an encounter, the earth will have been moved around enough that they will be capable to dig themselves back to the surface. (This attack functions as a grab, if the opponent is grabbed, it is too late to dodge the rest of the attack. Although protecting vital areas is obviously possible if they have a way to do so while completely surrounded by earth). ~ 2000 Chakra.
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 1:25 pm
Reaver Darkside
Personalized Summation: "Don't touch what isn't yours. I'll kill you." Health: Perfect Mood: Sadistic [from inactivity, from conflict]; Annoyed [from Mandy and the other Dante's, from The Source, from The Controller] Location: Hidden Grass:: Middle of some empty field. Availability: Unavailable except to Dylan. High risk of "To the Death" combat if interrupted. I only want to respond to him.
xxxxHe was found with his hands stained red with ruby colored paint. There he was destroying the landscape of someone else's village when he should have been playing mad in his own backyard. Not that it mattered because he didn't care if he destroyed someone else's home. When he feels the intense surge of chakra that almost felt like it was all around him he would lower his head, sag his eyelids, and sprout a sickly grin. His animal instincts were going mad trying to tell him to go on the defensive. He wouldn't ignore them but he hated how they didn't do more than whine about something coming and give him no indication of what. The hair all over his body would stand on end as something would latch onto their body and begin trying to drag them down only for the youth to easily slip free using Snake Slither just as contact would be made with his skin. "Being dragged down to Hell already? Irony has no sense of time," he laughs in his head. Chakra begins spewing out of his body and spreading outwards at a rapid rate. When or if the blades would begin to rise and attempt to form a cyclone that could easily rip a normal human to shreds the chakra would condense and pull anything caught in it downward. The sheer force of the chakra being forced earthward like that would make the ground below crack until giving way and forming a crater beneath the youth.
xxxxThey wouldn't hesitate to get to their feet and would stomp down with their foot over and over. The earth would crack a little more as they would force the chakra to go down more before the technique ends. By the time he would be done his unknown opponent would have spread their little seedlings across the ground no doubt doing so for more than one reason alone. As they stomped the ground before they would have been shifting and turning to try and set their sights on whatever was after them in case they weren't under the collapsed ground beneath him. They would set their sights on the scythe of Mandy and chuckle a little. "I'll kill you," they would say as they stomp down with their foot in order to send the scythe leaping up from the earth and to their waiting hand. Chakra would spread across the weapon like flames before the weapon would be flung towards the only object close that appeared to be moving. Just from the fact that he was throwing the scythe rather than holding onto it meant he both didn't care for the trinket and had intentions of causing harm with it. The scythe would cut through anything in its path in an attempt to impale Cytisus. From there the being would be trying to analyze the situation; factoring and calculating to find the best way to achieve a strike that might draw blood.
Well it would appear the initial attack hadn't served it's purpose, this character he was now combating sure was an interesting individual. Regardless though, he would need to continue on the offensive in order to get this fight begun. His seeds had been planted onto the damaged earth, although some had been smashed and crushed by the opponent continuing to stomp on the ground, that did not really affect seeds all too much. His opponent had gone for the scythe, their obvious weapon choice the moment they had locked onto where he had brought himself into view. This was perfect, although instead of rushing or attempting to straight out attack with the weapon, they instead immediately chucked the weapon at him. The weapon glowing with what could only be chakra as it sailed through the air directly towards his current location. He would only have a second to come up with a defense against such an attack, and yet the only defense that his other half was screaming through his head was Dodge!. And with that, being said his body surged with a slight amount of chakra. The very fly trap appendage that he bore around his head would shrink down to something similar to a thorny collar around his neck, as his cloak tightened into something similar to a black leather suit over his body. His body reacting in a moments notice, moving to the side with a partially sliding motion and ducking down with his blade sliding back into it's sheath within this motion, as the full transformation into his speed form would take place. With his opponent without their possible primary weapon, he should be able to move forwards and take care of things easier without all his immediate defenses in tact. He could of course switch back should things begin to get too rough. With one foot pressing against the ground, he took off with a new found boost of speed directly towards his opponent. His hands shifting upwards and into the formation of hand seals.
After a longer then necessary series of seals he would vanish in a spiral of grass and dirt, the body flicker technique causing him to disappear from view. Even as he disappeared the ground would rumble a moment, before a multitude of trees would shoot up from the ground, growing in only a few seconds and soon followed by the grass and shrubbery that was only found in a jungle location. The trees themselves not only forming a new terrain to fight in, but branches would also grow from the ground in an attempt to trap the opponent within their branches. Cytisus' orochi taking hold as his body flicker would conclude with his presence perched horizontally in the preparation to leap towards his opponent, one foot pressed against a small not on the tree itself as his right hand was dug into the tree to hold him in place. The Orochi would manipulate the wood of the tree, that had attempted to grab hold of Bel, spikes of wood shooting out in every direction from the branches themselves to impale the opponent. Final move? Cytisus leapt from the tree he had perched himself on, whether or not the opponent would have time to notice him there. He cascaded downwards through the air drawing the blade known as Jakotsutō from it's sheath with his left hand, and slashing the multi-blade forwards to have it snake down in a rather untrackable pattern to attempt sending a seemingly limitless amount of blades cutting across the male's chest like a saw before the blades themselves would retract once again to form more then one blade. Cytisus himself would not drop to be near his opponent, instead his body landing about ten meters away, a distances close enough to allow himself to continue fighting with the length of the Jakotsutō should he still need to fight at this point.
140,816 Chakra 140,816 - 3500 = 137,316 Birth of Dense Woodland - 1200 Body Flicker Skill: 300 Living Cloth Organism: Speed Form An activate-able trait developed through the original Living Cloth Organism he owns, as well as the introduction of the multi-level armors that he possesses. This allows for him to use a small surge of chakra to manipulate the LCO (Living Cloth Organism) into a new state, almost as if it was changed into a new appearance although granting him different benefits then it would normally in it's normal form. This form, classified simply as the Speed Form, allows for the tightening of the cloth itself, as well as the shrinking and manipulation of his fly trap like appendage into that of something close to a collar around his neck. This manipulation of the cloth adversely triples his average speed, but removes the ability to use his fly trap appendage for defensive or offensive purposes. Through this form, Cytisus also becomes unable to use his Leech All Creation: Attack Prevention technique. Meaning the only form of mobility would need to be equal to any other shinobi. ~ 2000 Chakra to switch back and forth.
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 9:47 pm
Reaver Darkside
Personalized Summation: "I'd kill Mandy if that didn't mean killing myself!" Health: Perfect ---> Excellent ---> Perfect Mood: Sadistic [from inactivity, from conflict]; Annoyed [from Mandy]; Temporarily Overwhelmed [from different senses] Location: Hidden Grass:: Somewhere in a forest. Availability: Unavailable except to Dylan.
xxxxDamnation would watch as Mandy's scythe would fly off and not even come remotely close to connecting with the target. Had he miscalculated the trajectory? He must have forgotten about the wind? Something had to be the reason because his attack wouldn't even come close. Regardless he would center his mind and ready his body once his opponent would come rushing towards him. It would all be about wasted when his opponent would vanish. All Damnation had that he could think to assume was that it was teleportation or a fast movement. Just when he figures that it might well have also been an illusion the terrain undergoes a drastic change. Trees that would have taken centuries to grow that big and tall would erupt from beneath the earth and shoot upwards. The sky would be almost completely obscured by the lush trees as grass and other shorter shrubbery would bloom forth. Damnation had to admit it; this was annoying. More than that it was very distracting having so many things around him at once. In an effort to ease some of the strain on his mind he would activate the taijutsu ability Universal Time Understanding.
xxxxAs a result of Mandy having carelessly fused with Kushin in Mist, all of the properties of the animals that Kushin had fused with were all inside of the Dante's form. The introduction of the forestry sent all of these senses haywire and made it impossible for Damnation to really focus on one thing effectively. But with Universal Time Understanding active he could take in and analyze information better and not be weighted down by the new found senses of the animals. With training he could control it, but at the moment that was all he could manage. This gave the tree branches bursting up from below the chance to wrap around him. He wouldn't wrestle but instead he would clench closed his fists. This action, while unnecessary, would cause a violent wind to develop and rip away at the tree branches binding him and coming up from the earth. It would proceed forward and towards his opponent that was at an extremely far distance. This wouldn't really do more than to show his opponent that he knew where he was and deflect the blade that was attacking him. But the latter was just a perk. He had the eyesight of the animals and ten miles wasn't nearly far enough to be out of sight.
xxxxOnce free Damnation would shift through the three hand seals that would allow him to summon forth Swamp of the Underworld placing his opponent almost at the center of it without putting the swamp near where the Dante was. Giving the amount of time it took Damnation to actually respond to the attack from the branches, the splinters of wood would have at least begun to shoot at his form. But his clothes would barely even shows signs of this let alone his body. His skin was as durable as a flak jacket and that was even without taking into account his other natural and chakra based defenses. So he wasn't harmed at all; at least not that he could tell.
Curiously his opponent appeared to have managed their own little escape from his attacks. Manipulating the wind around them into blades in order to cut his tree's branches apart and allow themselves to escape. Still a but of his primary attack had made it through, the splinters of wood from the attack itself. Cytisus simply smiles allowing the deflected blade to return back into it's seemingly one bladed form with a snap almost similar to that of a whip. All around his opponent an odd almost red-yellow sap would be flying through the air and dripping from the wood and branches that had been destroyed in order to allow the opponent to get away. Had even a fraction of this sap managed to touch the opponent, which surely it had, they would find their clothing and very quickly their skin beneath beginning to melt away as if a severe acid had landed on them. Any remaining branches beneath or around them would also be dripping with this sap, making the opponent's step something to be watchful of. This acid was from the passive Hell's Garden brand technique known as the Blood Sap Technique. Harnessing the blood from the very shinobi and civilians that he had killed and devoured in order to actually use it as a force against anyone who dared to damage his forest during a battle. Although satisfied with this passive coming into place, he noticed the ground around him quickly turning itself into a swamp. Although not necessarily something that would hinder his abilities he knew better then to assume that his opponent had used a jutsu to add some nice variety to the landscape that he had just created.
Already his body was becoming swallowed up by the surface itself, having focused too long upon the possible tricky demise of his opponent, he was already roughly knee deep in the terrible swamp substance that he knew all too well planned to suck him up and kill him within a matter of moments. Raising his right hand he made a flicking motion with his wrist, grass removing itself from the ground and becoming a whip to which connected one side from his hand, and the other to a nearby tree's branch. With a slight tug, and manipulating the tree itself with the use of his Orochi, the entire tree snapped around it's base, the base itself ripping from the ground with a low pop before the entire tree would come falling downwards, earth being ripped from the earth due to the weakened roots beneath it. As the tree itself fell, landing directly between himself and his opponent Cytisus would be gone. Vanishing completely from his opponent's sight entirely. It was only a matter of time that Cytisus himself would be walking from behind a tree, his gaze turning to look upon his opponent now. Although he had been stuck only moments before he would have freed himself through a delicate combination of stage-play. It was always fun using a trick like that in battle.. Although we did not give it too much justice seeing as we haven't necessarily countered yet. I know.. But this way we can see whether the blood sap is doing it's job or not, and plan our combat around that knowledge. The brief conversation in his own mind would hardly hinder his attention to the battlefield itself. "Interesting tricks.. Did a toad teach you that? You probably shouldn't have listened, it was hardly effective.. Hurry and die wont you? You're boring me." Cytisus says aloud as he slides the blade in his hand back into it's sheath at his side. He needed to be a bit more tactful with what was going on before him now, couldn't just sit back and attack from a distance all the time although the opponent was obviously not some weakling like those he had fought only a few days before.
140,816 Chakra 140,816 - 2500 = 134,816 Escape Artist 1000 Smoke and Mirrors- 800 Green Whip 700
Hell's Garden: Blood Sap Technique A sinister ninjutsu created after a series of murders by the Cytisus Zetsu. This jutsu causes him to be able to actually able to cause plant life and other wooden constructs and life that he controls to bleed with an interesting type of sap. This sap is primarily made up of the assorted blood of the dead that he has devoured. This sap holding an extreme acidic property that may be defined by the Tailed Beast hidden within him. No matter the substance that touches this odd blood based sap, it will begin to erode and decay within seconds. Should an unbreakable blade become coated in such a liquid, it would not break, although the blade will dull considerably until the weapon is cleaned with an appropriate base solution that will counter the acidic properties. This technique coincides with Cytisus to actually coat his own weapons in the needed base liquid, allowing him to prevent his own weapons from being destroyed.
Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 1:24 pm
CLICK. CLICK .
"Oh yes politics.. Trust me I been there and done that... They said I was unfit to lead the Federation. Then I just killed those people who said that I was unfit and used their bodies to strengthen my dolls. "
He didn't say that with any tone in particular. However, it wasn't a joke. He simply went into a flash back. He remembered cutting into those soft throats with his favorite kunai, or was it a knife. Did it matter? He simply shrugged his shoulders and kept putting his hand on his chin. He then sighed a bit as he looked at his little children. He could see through there eyes. they were every where just wondering around. They were so not innocent. Covered in the blood of all the deaths he had caused. He could only smile like a proud parent.
He lost track of his thoughts.
"Aww.. I really want to open a plant person and see how you guys work. I haven't had the chance to see chloroform and how it works for a person of your clan. Fine Fine Fine. WE won't open you up. Are you sure... no no you are sure.. unless you aren't."
Joker put his finger on his lips. He then thought about not having matching uniforms. He had already stitched them together and everything. He gave a slight frown. However, his smile perked back up when he said he was in. That was good news. Good News indeed. He fumbled in his pocket and he poked out his bottom lip.
"the note says Friday at Mist.. Time.. I am not sure. I guess its whenever we start killing all the people. So I gess when I blow up the first building.. or slaughter the first person. The War begins!!!!"
CLICK CLICK CLICK
The Camera flashed with each time he pressed his finger of the camera. He took another picture.
"Well We do hope to see you soon. Bring yourself a little party bag. That way you can take home all the goodies you want. Bring A friend too. There will be a lot of people to kill."
Joker said with a gleeful wave. He then started to walk away.
Right, well... I was just doing it to make sure you knew. (Darn my errors!)
Oh and let me know if anything is fishy. At the moment I'm just playing with my Dante's fusion properties in prep for the fight. Not even sure any of this is legit. I mean, I based some things off of FMA and past events in the guild where there was no issue but that was a long while ago. So if this doesn't work then feel free to take advantage of this with whatever time we have left to fight. Thanks.
Personalized Summation: "You don't say?" Health: Perfect Mood: Calm [from conflict]; Annoyed [from Mandy]; Confused [from opponent] Location: Hidden Grass:: Somewhere in a forest. Availability: Unavailable except to Joker's team.
xxxxWind wouldn't come to the rescue this time. It was too late for anything to be used to block the sap as even the wind played a part in hastening the substances flight towards the Dante. Damnation was fooled despite his supposed ability to counter attacks to the nano second. He was a hasty fool if there ever was one. He would scream in agony and hunch forward, grabbing at himself, as things would continue forward. It wouldn't be until his opponent would speak to him that the demon would stop screaming and begin laughing. "We clearly have no clue about one another. I guess you're not some pansy that I can spook away with a bit of swamp water." The Dante would dust them self off casually before going on to say, "And these little tricks of yours aren't making so much as a dent. Still, you did manage to get one over. Couple thousand more of those and you might manage to make me sneeze." A pause and then he would go on, "I've gotten annoyed with not being able to physically touch you. And with you jumping around like some sort of lemur, I'm bored with you too."
xxxx"I prefer to get to the bloodbath already." He scowls but soon grins. He figured since they were getting no where that he'd chat a moment to socialize. He hadn't had someone to talk to in a very long time. He often killed them before he got the chance. He would then open his mouth and point a finger to the back of his throat. "I'm more vulnerable on the inside. Why don't you try shoving a weapon down my throat and see if it kills me?" That could possibly be true but he wasn't that much less vulnerable. It would still take a powerful attack to do any real damage to his insides as well. "Ever heard of Legendary Weapons?" He would let his arms fall to his sides now. "They say there are armors that are indestructible when worn. What would happen if someone were to get that ability applied to them self? That would mean that only items similar to that would so much as make a scratch on them. Sounds out of this world but I'd buy it if I were you." Damnation was a part of a larger cluster of beings. For the most part there were only two other forms that were actually alive within him now; The Source and The Controller.
xxxxThe Source was where all powers lied. That form had fused with the elements, special armors and weapons, and even people primarily to remove their soul but was granted other benefits as well. It made it possible for them not to feel pain and to be able to have immense defensive capabilities. Namely he had the properties of the Berserker and the Adamantium combined so a little acid wasn't quite enough to break through. "So unless you're some sort of super plant, I'm done fooling around with you. I'm heading back to Mist so I can destroy it."
QUICKPOST Just letting you get there, if you planned to head there now. 3nodding
Cytisus chuckled casually as his entire body slowly took a more normal appearance, the fly trap appendage slowly reforming itself. Growing up from his collar once again and recovering his shoulders and head. "I was never really a fan of hard candy anyways... Go ahead and head off to Hidden Mist then.. I'll meet you there. You can destroy the place, and then we can play around a little more. Maybe you'l see some blood. Maybe I'll get a meal!" He says with a chuckle as he raises his hands to form some hand signs, sinking into the ground nearly a moment later. The war was coming, and it was time for him to get about dealing with such a fun time!
Any Words?: "Who's this d**k?" Health: Excellent Mood: Indifferent [from everything]; Annoyed [from this dude, from Olly] Location: Hidden Grass: Docks ---> Where ever Olly took me. ---> Docks again. Availability: Unavailable.
Any Words?: "Yeah, no. My life is definitely not worth this much." Health: Fair Mood: In Pain [from injuries]; Unlucky [from Cytisus orders]; Fatigued [from healing Vade] Location: Hidden Grass: Docks ---> Where Lokken is. Availability: Unavailable to any but Cytisus.
Any Words?: "I'm... still alive...?" Health: Poor Mood: In Agony [from injuries]; Pitiful [from complete loss] Location: Hidden Grass: Off the side of a path. Availability: Unavailable.
Personalized Summation: "Huff... You're not even worth my time." Health: Perfect Mood: Calm [from conflict]; Interested [from opponent's suggestion]; Bothered [from Vade and Olly] Location: Hidden Grass:: Somewhere in a forest. ---> Docks. Availability: Unavailable.
xxxxDamnation would watch this being revert from their other form to this one before tilting their head a little to the left. Apparently they were hinting about something happening in Hidden Mist beside Damnation rolling in and wrecking it. Sure there would be blood but he said maybe he'd see it. The youth's pupils appear smaller as he opens his eyes up wide and gives a twisted grin. "I had no idea that Hidden Mist was more than a hot spot for useless trash like the one Mandy went up against. Maybe our continuation will yield a lot more blood. But if there's going to be blood to begin with I probably wouldn't mind another clash like this one." The being turns around slowly to observe the landscape, aiming to remember this place in the future, and then would make his way beyond his opponent and towards the Docks. They didn't have intentions of doing damage to this village again. Damnation actually intended to acknowledge this place as that person's turf and not mess with it. He wasn't some pathetic scum so he didn't need a sadistic creature like him coming around pulling up his grass again. The Dante would move forward before spotting Mandy's scythe on the ground.
xxxxThey would snort, look at the large tree it had cut through forcing the Dim Mak to end, and then at the weapon wedged into the earth. "Useless garbage," he would say before reaching down and gripping the handle of the scythe. They would glide their hand across the weapon and soon it would flash. The Garian Tou would then be seen where it once was and the boy would remove their weapon from the earth. They would then sling the weapon over one shoulder and head for the docks again. As he would move forward Vade would arrive with Olly walking along beside him. Olly complains that they took so long that they were probably late but Vade growls for him to shut up. They would proceed forward a moment before Olly would warn him.
xxxx"You tend to get a temper easily. I wouldn't do that until you are free to return home if I were you." He hears Vade mutter something about not being him and the West sighs. He hated babysitting. They would move forward before noticing a figure carrying a weapon approach. Vade's temperature would flare up causing the boy to point his weapon at him. "Your temper," Olly warns again as Vade gives him a 'no duh' type look. The action was instinctive, not hostile. The same was so for that person. Vade would not hesitate and would continue forward and pass this person who returns their weapon that would now look like a crutch and keeps moving as well. They did rub each other the wrong way but neither cared to fight about it. Hopefully that wouldn't effect their inevitable reencounter in Hidden Mist. Vade would continue onward until he and Olly would come across the now unconscious Death Swallower he had fought alongside before.
xxxx"He looks like s**t," Vade complains as Olly moves over to the young boy. Vade in the meantime would look himself over. Apparently Olly thought it wise for Vade to change his clothes to something less hobo and more casual. So after he finally got Vade to let him patch him up and get him to almost perfect condition, he would present Vade with a new outfit. Nothing too fancy. Just a hoodie and some pants. Still, this was more than Vade could get for himself so he had not a single complaint. He'd still want his old clothes back but for now this was great. Maybe after the fight, if he doesn't make it, he could at least go out looking like a halfway decent b*****d. But it'd be in a blaze of glory like he always pictured it! He'd stand and watch Olly a while before wondering when he should get going. So without saying anything Vade would suddenly vanish, flickering away to the docks. He would leave a scorch mark on the ground with his first name to show he was there but Olly would have to deal with whoever wanted him brought there cause he was gone.
Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 12:52 pm
There was a serious flurry of conversation within the young male's mind as he awoke from what was a dead sleep. The voices within his head screaming angrily among each other, and immediately following with his own, even though the conversation was moving too quickly for him to fully comprehend. Slowly he rose to a sitting position, his gaze looking around the area to see that he was laying within his room in the Kage's quarters. "What.. The.. ********> He said aloud, as he slowly shifted in position and removed himself from the bed, his hand raising and moving across his bare chest as the large fly trap appendage slowly grew itself from his shoulders all over again and surrounded his head. "Ugh.." He mumbled to himself, raising a hand and holding it up between the maw of the fly trap appendage in order to rest over half of his face. "We were apparently sleeping for a while.. There's enough notices and mail on the other side of the door that it's slipping through under the door itself.. What? Did that Dante do something to us? No.. We left before any of that could happen, didn't even really get close.. Hmm..." Cytisus' doujutsu activated in a moment, his golden eyes spiraling into that of the multi-doujutsu combination that was not even nearly at the level that it held the possibility for. His eyes snapping to one side and then the other, he took in the very environment before slowly raising to his feet. "Lets see what we've been up to.. My chakra doesn't feel at full potential at the moment, which is weird for a long sleep.." He said with a frown, the gaze spiraling and revealing one of the doujutsu he had at his disposal as his entire gaze glowed a golden hue and then he was traversing backwards into his own past. Overlooking it as if he was an entirely different person, in order to view the events that had transpired over the last month or so of time that he had been apparently sleeping. A minute or two later, after fast forwarding through the past events he frowned slightly, his gaze snapping back to reality. "Well that settles that, a hellish battle to say the least.. We should check up on some of the other's at a later time." He sighed and walked forwards to his door, opening the door and looking down at the stack of letters and notices that were laying in front of his door. Raising a hand, he drew the blade at his waist and use it's large crescent blade to scoop the letters into his room and towards his nearby desk almost like the weapon itself was a broom. "It's a shame that I don't have memory of that.. But I at least remember in third person. Yeah, at least you're used to three people Terrible joke..." He says with a chuckle, before scooping up some letters and taking a seat at his desk, flicking a match across the table in order to light the lantern, he would begin the task of going over the assorted notices and complaints from his village and the notices from the villages around him as well. His gaze quickly snapping from one letter to the next as he read, manipulating the doujutsu he possessed to further accent his own reading skill for the time being, until he deactivated it in order to allow for the act of writing responses to be easier.
