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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 6:38 pm
*Mouko goes back into the main dojo, and once again puts down his load on a coffee table. He cuts a slice of cheese, puts it on a cracker, and eats it, hoping someone else will come soon....*
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 6:40 pm
*Loading another cracker into his mouth, Mouko leans deeper into the couch, bored out of his mind.....*
((Anyone there? o.o))
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 6:50 pm
*Mouko slips another cracker in his mouth and sighs. Usually there was always someone around here, but not today.....it was, well, weird....*
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 6:59 pm
*Putting another cracker with cheese in his mouth, he ponders what he should do, considering he has the whole dojo to himself. He could train, sleep, or even put on a one man play.....*
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 10:04 pm
*Mouko walkes up on the couch, where he had fallen asleep in boredom. He sees the cheese and crackers in front of him, and has another one, wondering if he is still alone.....*
((anyone? gonk ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 12:55 pm
* he walked out of his room and then into the main room. There he sat down awaiting people to talk to. *
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 1:06 pm
* he finally grew bored and moved into the kitchen. there he removed a bottle of water from the fridge. He popped off the cap. shut the fridge door and walked back into the main room. Seeing that no one had showed up he satd own again and took a swig of his water. *
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 5:30 pm
*Not being able to hold up his illsuion anylonger only one bunshin remained as it hopped out of the trees and in front of the dojo.*
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 5:47 pm
..::Seeing Kai, and through the illusion of his clone, as he could sense even the slightest difference in chakra, he knew Kaimen was obviously injured by some sort, or had tried to hard in his training and over strained himself. Either way, Kaimen was injured. Calling out to the man from the central hall of the dojo, he knew he would find his answer somehow::..
Kaimen, quickly now, the medical ninja is on the way. Where are you now? I must know so I can help you.
..::Leaving the Main Dojo, he made his way outside to beside the clone, in search of Kaimen, searching for chakra::..
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 5:52 pm
tropicana breeze runner ..::Seeing Kai, and through the illusion of his clone, as he could sense even the slightest difference in chakra, he knew Kaimen was obviously injured by some sort, or had tried to hard in his training and over strained himself. Either way, Kaimen was injured. Calling out to the man from the central hall of the dojo, he knew he would find his answer somehow::..
Kaimen, quickly now, the medical ninja is on the way. Where are you now? I must know so I can help you.
..::Leaving the Main Dojo, he made his way outside to beside the clone, in search of Kaimen, searching for chakra::.. "I'm not here..." The Bunshin Responded pointing to the forest before it dissapated. Kai's chakra was at an unatural low due to the fact that he hadn't used his own recovery technique yet. The direction before the clone dissapated was that of the Matsu Iwa, where Kai was now.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 6:06 pm
Hmm...that clone pointed towards Matsu Iwa. It is quite far from here. But I have got to help him. He seems to be in danger. If a clone disappates due to natural causes such a low chakra, than Kaimen must be in grave danger. What an idiot. How could he have got himself into such a predicament
..: biggrin ust began to make his way towards the forest before he thought it might be faster if he got assistance. But from whom? No one could keep up with him anyways. Atleast not in a flat out race anyways::..
What a bother.
..: biggrin ust sprinted into the forest towards Matsu Iwa at top speed, in an attempt to save Kaimen Clough, if he really was in trouble anyways::..
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 6:56 pm
*Mouko limps into the dojo, sweaty and filthy after a day-long training session in the forest with all of his weapons. He was loaded down with his giant silver longbow, his four samurai swords, his dagger belt, and his long black oak staff, which was his newest challenge in the way of training. Shorter of chakra then normal, he places his dagger belt, logbow, and staff in a corner, but leaves his swords on. He always liked to have one type of weapon with him, and he felt he had neglected his number one choice weapon lately. Upon entrance of the kitchen, he locates his always useful energy food, cheese and crackers.......*
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 7:06 pm
*Chowing down on the beloved snack, Mouko begind to wonder if he isalone again, or if he will be joined anytime soon, for it would be weird if he were to be alone in the dojo for the seond night in a row.......*
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 7:17 pm
*Continuing his snack, he closes his eyes and scans the dojo for signs of life, and wonders why noone ever just pops up and says "hi" when he wishes they would. Finding no other humans around, he opens his eyes and slips another cracker in his mouth and sighs, happy for the new energy flooding through his veins.....*
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 7:31 pm
*Finished with his snack, and restored in his chakra levels, Mouko cleans up his mess and returns to his weapons. Loading the longbow on his back, belting the daggers on his waist, and grabbing his staff, he walks slently down towards the pool, to have a go at Espyn's form at torturing him. He remembers every single bit of it, even down to what the glittering blue mist that surrounded him looked like in upon appearence. He was determined to learn it, no matter how long it took, figuring that his ability to rhyme may give him a small leg up. He limbs into the pool area, a ready for failure look on his dark features. Placing his staff down carefully on a table, and his bow on a bench, he proceeds to walk on top of the pool water to the middle of the pool......*
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