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Kensei Watched as his brother came at him with his byakugan activated. "Ahh. so were taking this up a notch eh. very well, Byakugan." Kensei said as his Byakugan activated. Kensei activivated his Byakugan at just the right moment and he countered Syrius' attack by stopping his palm with his right hand. he then spun off of his front foot and delevered a swift double palm strike directly to Syrius' ribs which sent him rolling backwards and almost out of the dojo. "Opps, Sorry Sy." Kensei said in a voice that seemed to be saying, " That's for earlier. That's for earlier. Kensei said in his mind as he got into a defensive stance. "Come on Sy your not even trying. this isnt like a spar with those weaklings from the academy. this is a duel between two extremly skilled Hyuga and if you dont want to take it seriously then I'll just be on my way." Kensei said as he did his best to coax his brother back on his feet.
[attack roll= 16+10+2=28, hit. 20+5+2=27. critical strike damage x2]

[damage roll=21x2=42. that's more like it lol]

Gekkani bolted awake - clearly annoyed. For goodness sake... Today was one of the rare days she had a day off from sentry work... Truth to be told, it bothered her a bit to be leaving security work to the substitutes... Well, perhaps she shouldn't be so doubtful. Substitutes to the sentry captains were from the same family: understandably, because of the powers of the Byakugan. Gekkani was an exception, though she wasn't able to use the Byakugan in the conventional way...

Twelve years old and already stronger than the Sannins...the branch child who was born of a Hyuuga father - his actions had labeled him traitor to the main branch - and a Yubei mother. Her eyes and ears were unseeing - she had inherited equal inheritance from both limits - her mother's gift of the sixth sense however had become more profound, could be expanded by will, almost as if expanding vision with the Byakugan. Though blind and death, she walked with an elegant grace, with a 'vision' and 'hearing' sharper than those of her family who could.

Gekkani sat up in bed, brushing back a lock of red hair. It felt a bit strange, knowing today she could choose not to wear her uniform. She considered it for a moment. When Nyame-sama was here, she was always adamant in dolling her up on the rare days the child wasn't working. Unseeing eyes, though the same lavender-white of all Hyuuga members, blinked once. And she sighed.

Fine. For Nyame-sama then... Gekkani slipped from her bed, and walked across her room: to the closet, and picked out a red kimono. Her long red hair she kept untied today, but held back by a single headband which had two painted kitsune masks to the right. She strapped her puppet summoning scroll to her back, and took with her a wakisashi. True, she wasn't proficient in the weapon arts...but...having a wakisashi with her made her happy. It reminded her of Nyame-sama...

To think, this was the same child the rest of the family was so wary of. Undoubtedly, they feared her...not only because of her half-blood lineage, but also because of her powers... Though she could not utilize the Juuken Kempo arts offensively, no other held as frightening a command over the puppet arts as she did: the forbidden living puppet arts. She had turned enemies and captured intruders into puppets, and even preserved the corpses of her parents as puppets... The art that could keep intact a living shinobi's power...

But today, the puppet master looked only like an innocent little girl. She did not even wear her usual black blindfold, with the Hyuuga pattern in the middle... It was hard to guess that she couldn't see, her eyes looked normal enough...normal for a Hyuuga anyways...and walking with that grace...surely, not anyone outside the family would be able to suspect.

A frown carved her lips - Gekkani could sense people pounding away at the front door. How insolent... She thought. It would be so easy to kill all of them...but Nyame-sama won't be happy with that. As she passed the clan dojo, Gekkani sensed two people in there...must be clansmen sparring... Past the dojo, past the water gardens, past the courtyard...to the front gates...

The gates swung open. "Good afternoon." The child greeted coldly. Killing intent spiked. So strong, so cruel was her chakra...not just all those in the vicinity but throughout the whole compound would be able to feel it... More than plenty to send the fan club scurrying.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 1600

[oh god please dont tell me were gonna have to take orders from her. i hate listening to people younger than me XD.]

Kensei deactivated his Byakugan and helped his brother up. "Well Sy your getting faster. Not fast enough though. lets finish sparing for now. cant really do much now that we woke up you know who." Kensei said as he put his kimono back on. "well what should we do now. any ideas?" Kensei said as he walked out of the dojo and headed twords the gates of the compound. "Good Morning Gekkani. All is well I hope." Kensei said as he waited for Syrius to come out of the dojo.

Syrius was shocked at the ease his brother had in dodging his attacks. How had be been do quick? Had they not the same training in dodging incoming attacks? It just made no sense to him. With a blink, the small framed boy ended his use of the Byakugan. His brother redressed himself and spoke to their small half breed Hyuga cousin, Gekkani. 'What a weird little girl..' She was a frail looking girl with flowing red locks. It was rumored that the was very dangerous, though you could not tell by a simple look. On the outside, she seemed a polite little girl. Though on the inside, only God knew. Syrius looked as his brother spoke to him about their plans now.

"Well I don't know about you. But I'm going to go into the meadow, sit in a tree, and practice my ocarina. You're free to come along if you would like.", Syrius said with a smile. The boy then turned quickly around, causing his shiny navy hair to flip. Syrius walked to the door or the dojo and then just outside it. After slipping on his small wooden sandals, he made his way to the doors of the compound. As he opened then, the once cloud covered sky was starting to clear with the glare of the afternoon sun. Syrius would stroll slowly through Konohagakure.

(( Exit to The Open Meadow ))

Later in the day...

BAM!

The front door of the Hyuuga compound flew open, as a furious Senju ANBU member barged through the entrance. "WHERE THE **** IS THE ELDERS OF THIS PLACE?!!"

"..what on earth is going on? Is this conduct becoming of the Senju royal family?" Hyuuga Michishirube, the north gate guardian curiously eyed the intruder. Interesting. The one time he decides to return to the compound for lunch, and this is what happens...

"Royal family my a**!" Snarled Touka, her pretty features twisted in a feral expression as she stomped her foot, leaving a crater on the ground. "Explain how the hell Shiro was returned - almost half-dead, to our estate!"

"...huh...? Shiro? You sure, he has more energy than a baby bunny..."

Haru sighed, pulling Touka back. "...what she is trying to say is we have Hyuuga Gekkani under custody. Firstly, the wounds upon Senju Shiro were cleanly done with weapons - poisoned - an art Miss Kana is a master of. Secondly...may I inquire why she still has a member of our family in her possession?"

"..." Huh? A member of their family? Oh, were they referring to her puppet arts...? "Hey..." Michi deadpanned. "I won't go near a berserker if you paid me, much less talked to her face-to-face..." Ah. Straight and to the point.

Haru blinked. What was going on? They were frightened of their own family member? "But it is a matter of grave..." His radio's button flickered. "Pardon me." Haru clicked the receiving button...

Gek...bzzt...out compound...bzzt...nobody dare st...bzzt...Shiro ok...bzzt...Anzu drew...son...out...

"You got to be kidding me...those cowards! Not a single b*****d had the guts to stop her just from leaving?" Poor Haru. He was being shaken by Touka now, very violently to boot, though innocent of any crime.

Haru sighed.

This was turning out to be a rather long day.