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 Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 2:34 pm
i-okami the great-i -Akihiko nodded and turned to Erika- All right help me get up on him. -Akihiko put his sword into its back sheathe clicking into place- [[I already helped you up... sweatdrop ]]
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 10:29 pm
Hikari stumbled down the path, almost half way back to Yukigakure he fell down hard. He moved the the side of the road and sat with his back against something. He didn't know what it was, but it supported him so it would probably not attack. Hikari let out agroan as he began to mess with his shoulder, tenderly touching his hole. " Damn "Father" If he hadn't have made me deliver that stupid talisman, then none of this would have happened... " Hikari said, grunting in pain as he messed with it a bit more. Hikari took his hand away from it and just sat there, regaining his composure. " Atleast I unlocked my Byakugan through this entire peice of s**t ordeal... " He said laughing, stopping quickly as he had bounced his shoulders too much.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 10:37 pm
Lament_of_the_lonely 
Kazuki lay face down on the ground, not able to move anymore. His hair blew lightly in the wind, and the grass bent in his direction. "Ah shut up! I can't keep going! I'm so hungry!" He rolled onto his back, and let his hand fall onto his forehead. "I can't believe I forgot to grab some food from Konoha!" He berated himself for a bit, and then reached his hands up to the starry night sky. "And thus the tale of Kazuki Shishigami comes to an end. The epic that had just begun, a tale of life, and now death. For 11 short years, I have lived, and have yet to write my book. No one will hear of Kazuki, the...I'll think of a name later! Oh, woe is me!" Kazuki said as he began to hallucinate due to lack of food.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 10:51 pm
" Huh? " Hikari said, turning around and looking down at what it was he was leaning against. " Hey... You're that kid from Tsukigakure aren't you? " Hikari said, openning his bag he took out some jerky, and a box that held half a plate of Yakitori and half of a Sponge cake with Strawberry sauce on it. " Here, I'll be fine until I get back home. " Hikari said smiling, laying the box next to the ninja's face. Hikari took the jerky, just because his stomach was starting to growl from the delicious aroma of the food. " We never actually got to exchange pleasantries. I'm Hikari, and you are? " Hikari said, finishing his Jerky and turning around taking the Ninja's head in his lap and beginning to feed him bites of Yakitori chicken with a fork.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 10:56 pm
{Am tired....sowwy! Feel free to auto-move me or something!}
Kazuki, for one reason or another, still thought he was hallucinating. In between bites, Kazuki spoke to Hikari."Oh, how nice of Kami to offer me food. Though, as an omnipotent being, I thought you'd know my name. Kazuki Shishigami, unofficial Ninja!" He said that because he was still an Academy Student, and yet to have become apart of a village. "Mmm Kami-sama, you make wonderful Yakitori Chicken!" After finishing the food, Kazuki literally fell asleep within moments, passed out and snoring. This was the first time he had slept in around three days. Well, now Kazu had a chance to write his book.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 11:05 pm
" Kami? " Hikari said thinking for a second. " Did he mean Kami as in spirit or Kami as in god? " Hikari said, puzzled by Kazu's responce. " Hmmm oh well, either one is still good enough to lighten my mood. " Hikar said smiling he Stood up, and picked Kazu up as well, leaving the empty box on the side of the road. he would have to deal with that... Never, he probably wouldn't see it ever again. " Heh, This little guy could be pretty fun to have around. Not to mention the fact he saved me. " Hikari said smiling looking down at the boy. But His Jutsu techniques are something amazing... " He said refering to the mokuton jutsu he had used before.
{ I'm skipping outskirts of Snow, and going straight to the gates NEXT time I'm online >.< I'm tired too, and even ooc is making my head hurt confused }
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 6:05 pm
Kazuki awoke sometime later, and sat up, wiping the drool from his face. He yawned and scratched his head, wondering what had happened. It was then that he recalled acting like a fool infront of Hikari, and wondering if he had been Kami. That was interesting. Well, moving onward. Kazu was ready to move on, and intended to head over to Yuki, and become an official genin. He went over to Hikari, and created a clone, allowing it to carry the stuff for him. He himself picked up Hikari, and intended to give him a piggy back to Yuki. "I better get started on that book, I already have alot to write about." Kazu set out towards Yuki, merely following the earth's direction.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 8:06 pm
 
Miirror yawned as he made it to the outskirts of the village. It was a nice and rather calming night; though chilly, it was still rather comforting. The first time truly on his own accord! The child, despite missing home, felt rather liberated from the confides of his home and was facing the world on his own; at least in a sense. Hoping to get some good training so that one day he wouldn't have to let his poor village suffer like it did. The child hoped up onto a branch and set up camp; hanging up the food and other items above on the tree limb while he started a fire and a place to rest for the night. Once the fire got nice and roaring, Miirror departed his camp briefly to find some water. The child, after finding the water source, marked the stream all the way until he got near the head of the stream or the 'cleaner' section. Dipping pan into the water, Miirror followed the marks and utilized the moonlight as his form of flashlight to take him back to his camp groud.
Placing the kettle over the flames, Miirror would wait and let the flames purify his water while the child would begin his training. Pulling out his various books, Miirror looked through them to see which one he should begin training on. Miirror then noticed his Taijutsu scroll and rather noticed he hadn't worked on it in a while. Stacking his books up and setting them to the side, the child pulled the large scroll from his pack and spread it out before. His royal hued eyes widened as there were new instructions to more of the fighting style of the 'Swan Dagger'. It seemed his father was going to allow him to learn more of the style which was just perfect for him as his hands indeed did get a lot stronger.
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 7:31 pm
Miirror faced the tree he was underneath after he evaluated the next technique he chose to start learning. The levels from then on seemed quite stamina bashing as well as muscle tearing despite the devastating power it held. Which, indeed, is a good thing as the style seemed more to counter-and-attack the opponent instead of simply attack. This was a perfect style for Miirror who wasn't a Taijutsu-ist but needs to know at least a little something so that he can defend against it if indeed he's faced with one that is based around it. Slowly getting into the 'Traditional Stance' that felt more and more comfortable the more he dropped into it, the child began to strike the bark of the tree. Stabbing the tree with his hand shaped in the way of a spear, he started to piston his hands against the trunk as he imagined it was an opponents in-coming hand in which would gain quite a rude surprise.
1/5 Shifting Caw
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The child started to get better in-tuned with his striking as the pain his hands used to feel decreased slightly. It seemed the worse parts of learning this style were gone and he could focus more on what was important; the actual moves. Moving his feet so that he could circle around the tree and continued to strike; getting more fluid and precise with his strikes as he imagined what he needed to do to hit the nerves of the opponent. First he started with the neck muscles in which most of his strikes fired towards.
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The other strikes Miirror started was the many that laid in the mid-torso. This area, would practically be a field day for the child if he ever gets his opponent to be that opponent as there was so many spots to choose from he could be playful with the technique. Lighting up the three with furious nerve destroying stabs as he started to add small twists at the end. Unfortunately, it wasn't as powerful as he wished it to be but it was strong enough that the child was able to blast away the pieces of bark instantly.
3/5 Shifting Caw
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 8:58 pm
Miirror panted softly as he looked at the tree. It looked as if small blunt arrows had ferociously slammed into the truck while having simultaneously a rather vicious spin. He could tell the places where he performed the technique correctly as he saw a small dip in, addition to the place that he struck, that indicated to him that another force must have been added to the initial strike. Giggling and shaking his hands to relieve the stinging sensation he had on his finger tips, Miirror continued; knowing that if he hit his opponent correctly their nerves would be devastated from the damage.
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As the next barrage of strikes ensued, Miirror noticed that he was making the small additional marks upon every strike. It showed him that he was getting the technique and performing it properly. That, beyond anything, made the child happy. But Miirror didn't stop until after each strike he was bringing at least above an eighty-percent success rate. When he finally did, he pushed off the spattered tree and sat back; tired from all the training but glad he accomplished one technique. The child would probably learn one more, catch something to eat, then eat only to train for one more technique and call it a night. With how he had to go to achieve his destination, the child needed as much energy as possible.
5/5
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 9:49 pm
Miirror sat back on the tree he frivolously attacked and trained on as he picked up an easy read; and as you probably would've guessed it was his Genjutsu book. Constantly reading all the techniques and moves he can gain to utilized and disturb a persons mind. It is so thrilling that he wished he could learn every single one of them! But sadly, knowing that it truly is impossible to do such, Miirror decided he'd just learn and pick out the ones he knew would benefit him in the future as he read through the various techniques and moves before finding one."Taste of Sand..." Miirror said aloud and wondered if the technique would benefit him any. It indeed seemed like a good technique to learn but then it seemed more like a huge annoyance that may or may not throw a person off their game plan. Thinking it wouldn't benefit him as much, Miirror would pass up on learning that particular jutsu but indeed did 'dog-ear' the page just in case he changed his mind.
But, only a couple pages ahead, Miirror found and extremely useful technique. The child knew he'd be able to not only utilize it, but expound on this beautiful move in which he'd attempt quickly. Such a beautiful would work perfectly in a battle situation; seeing as in ninja warfare, seconds are very precious."I will definitely need this technique." Miirror said as he placed the booklet in-front of him and started to work on the move and it's mechanics. Which, like all jutsu's, starts with the hand-seals and chakra manipulation.Mougo Shibaku no Jutsu (False Strike Technique) 1/4
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 10:04 pm
After Miirror got a good aspect of what the technique did and how it needs to be initiated, Miirror started to work on the mechanics of the technique. It, was similar to his 'Buki Weapon' genjutsu with how it is administered except this Genjutsu is taking the passive method of attacking. So, instead of providing an attack, Miirror would have to throw up the hand-seal and simultaneously make a move to dodge. The child saw the complexity of this move and knew it would be quite hard for him to trap someone in it, but a person with a low mentality he knew he'd easily trap in his whims.
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After checking that portion off the list Miirror started to devise plans on how to trap the person in the technique. Genjutsu and be subtle and/or flamboyant. It all depended on a couple of factors but the boy knew he needed to try to rely on a mixture of both just in case he in fact, one wouldn't necessarily work in the situation provided. Nodding his head so some of his idea's Miirror took the last thing into consideration; the chakra output.
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Miirror had to devise a plan to solidify the technique towards the opponent to ensure them looking at his hand. The child easily came up with methods in which to enact eye contact to his hand to provide the illusion as he nodded and sighed. It wouldn't be full proof until Miirror deploys it in battle but he was sure that he'd have the technique work properly. Nodding his head, the child decided he'd push one more jutsu out but before he did he jumped to the branch his items hung from and pulled out some food. Utilizing the water he purified, Miirror dumped the noodles and some chicken into the kettle and let it cook while he completed his last technique of the day. Looking back through his various books, Miirror decided it was best if he learned another Bloodline technique. Rather wanted to divulge deeper into the way of the Daiga.4/4
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 10:40 pm
Miirror decided he'd learn another technique that would benefit him greatly. It was yet another defensive technique that would help the child out in case of an emergency. He remembered his parents utilizing the simple Ninjutsu that utilizes their unique blood to another limit.
The First thing Miirror knew he needed to do was basically remember the jutsu. The technique is rather a bloodline move and he most definitely wouldn't be foolish enough to tot around his family's secrets. Thinking hard about the jutsu, Miirror caught a faint memory of his father utilizing it. The electrical burst came off from within him, without the use of hand-signs, while the electrical energy would stun the person's nervous system to a point that their limbs become nonoperational. Thinking he had a good theory on how to create the technique, Miirror decided to start performing it himself.
Disabling Jolt B 1/3
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Miirror concentrated on the Raition power that flowed through his body. But instead of having it flow equally through his body and charge it that while, Miirror pushed the electrical force into the center of his body to conform and contain. Letting it grow and strengthen within his body as he noticed a faint line of light blue chakra gingerly outlining his body. It wasn't enough for you to see on the first glance but upon a second or third glance one would see the child's chakra growing at a steady rate; more precisely, at a steady rate centered around on area within his body. I think this is enough... Now I just need to release it at once. Miirror thought as he charged his power just a little more for good measure and prepared to discharge the technique.
2/3
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Once Miirror felt comfortable enough with the technique, he balled up lightly before releasing the control of chakra he had to protect the growing Raiton energy and released the power in a full burst. The explosion of the power surrounded Miirror in a bright white color that engulfed him for a couple of seconds before disappearing. Miirror blinked and smiled a little. His Clan indeed seemed quite powerful with their Raition capabilities and he knew what then. Sighing and looking at the pot Miirror smiled as the timing of his training being over was just the time the noodles and chicken looked done.
After a good meal and a satisfied stomach, Miirror doused the flames of his campground with dirt and threw away or destroyed, most of the evidence of him being there before jumping into the tree above. After camouflaging the bags and other items within the tree limbs, Miirror found a thick branch to take his rest upon as he slept. Waiting for the bright morning to rise and help guild him further to his destination; the training grounds.
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 1:59 pm
As the morning sun worked as an alarm clock for the child to get up, Miirror slowly stirred and arose from the branch as he stretched with a wince; after all, a tree isn't the most comfortable slipping arrangement. Yawning softly, Miirror looked around the area, smiling a little at the peacefulness of nature which was best exhibited in the morning. As, at least this time, the child wasn't graced with the viewing of Genocide like at his home. Leaping off the tree and finding a nearby stream and it's high grounds, Miirror bathed himself up to ensure he kept his hygiene up in addition to brushing his teeth before putting on clean clothing. He knew he'd be killed it his he returned to his parents smelling like the backside of a donkey.
Upon returning to his camp, Miirror disabled his traps and re-satcheled himself with that over-sized backpack full of luggage as he sighed. This would rather be the last time he'd be within the true outskirts of his village as he would head further towards his destination. Taking a light look back, the child gave a small mental good bye before continuing onwards; pushing further into the outskirts of the moon village in hopes that he may figure out how to properly get to his Summoning Lands. But first, he'd have to go through the Land of Shadow's to get there.
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