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 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 8:36 pm
Marcus walked in, laughing at a joke he had just told to his company before entering. It was highly inappropriate and very racy but he loved it that way, specially when he saw the look on Yokou's face. It was worth it.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 7:10 pm
Yokou sighed.
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Really. Someone might say she had no sense of humor, but honestly...only an infidel could find something...so distasteful... the least bit amusing. What's up with the perverse jokes anyways...? Marcus...now that she thought about it, he reminded her a lot of someone else...she knew. Rasen... He may have been especially talented at setting up a moment where others would look up to him...and as quickly would ruin them. Since the deceased Hyuuga Hokage had also been Zephyr's sensei...Yokou highly suspected that was how the...same talents were passed on. Blimey, the two could nearly be passed as father and son. Maybe that also explains why Marcus and Zephyr got along so well...
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Yokou had to suppress an eye from twitching. Why does the cafe smell like smoke and liquor tonight? And that fireplace...it's a wooden building... Not only a health but safety hazard.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 8:23 am
Marcus sighed a bit as he looked to the woman. Ahhh she was so timid when on the defensive but, when given a bit of time, she went right back to the Hyuuga ways. He was use to the Hyuuga so he knew not to be too obnoxious with it but still.. she seemed so damn stiff…
“You seem tense… why is that?” He asked as he looked to her and smiled a bit. He was a cheerful individual and liked it when others followed along.
Marcus sighed a bit as he looked to the woman. Ahhh she was so timid when on the defensive but, when given a bit of time, she went right back to the Hyuuga ways. He was use to the Hyuuga so he knew not to be too obnoxious with it but still.. she seemed so damn stiff…
“You seem tense… why is that?” He asked as he looked to her and smiled a bit. He was a cheerful individual and liked it when others followed along.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 1:27 pm
Yokou tried to pass off the strong smell of liquor and smoke. There was no reason to trouble Marcus on such minor matters. It was the annual major festival for Iwa after all... This was perfectly normal. So she tried not to make her breathing seem too abnormally shallow, suppressing the urge to cough by mere will alone as a large cloud of smoke floated their direction... A hesitant smile. "Ah...it's...nothing..."
Just smile, just smile...don't think about the floating black clouds...
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 6:55 pm
Marcus looked down for a moment then away. Hmmm she was different all right bu that different than any other Hyuuga he had met. To make matters worse, she was the leader of the Hyuuga's and just recently realized she had that little thing he liked to call heart. Expecting her to open up so quickly was stupid at best.
"Sorry... I'm pushing things..." he looked to her for a moment and smiled. He knew that placid face... it took him back alright... back to his day's before being a Kage. He glanced into Yokou's eye's but he was seeing someone elses eyes... another Hyuuga he knew and cared for greatly.
Why'd he start thinking of her now? For that matter, why did any of them come into his mind. He realized that he had started to think of all 4 girls... what the hell was this? He looked to the side and took a deep breath. Something wasn't right... something was very wrong.
He ordered another drink and began to try and calm his nerves. He was becoming startled and something was causing it.
It was a presensce... someone was watching him... someone familiar was watching him... glaring at him, looking at him closely. He felt it, he felt their chakra. It was familiar, warm, caring and yet distant, cold and almost menencing. He shivered a little in his seat and looked to Yokou.
"You know.. I"m not all that hungrey right now... maybe we should get out of here and go for a walk or something... ya know, build up an appitite. "
Just as he would turn in his chair, he would see someone leaning against the door, glancing to him. They were drapped in a solid black garb (think Organization 13 member) with a mask covering their face.
The person's eyes were trained directly on Marcus and he would turn white as a sheet upon seeing them. Yokou would be able to distinguish them as well... they were the eye's of a Hyuuga.The person raised a gloved hand to their ear and spoke low, saying something about 'finding him'. They then looked over to Marcus and took a deep breath, "Sooo... thought you could just up and leave did you Marcus... you know how we feel about that..."Marcus swallowed hard and groaned a bit, "Oh hell..." he mumbled, "Knew I forgot to do something...""Forgot? Forgot? Hehehhehehe, Oh Marcus, you baka... you knew we'd track you down. Now, come with me or you know what'll happen..." the woman began to slip down slightly into the stance of the 64 Palm. From Marcus' positio still atop one of the bar stools, he was in no way ready to avoid such a strike...
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 7:16 pm
"Hm...why?" Inquired Yokou, as Marcus suddenly became really nervous and insisted on leaving. However...with what ensued quickly after... This person... Yokou frowned. The chakra signature was unfamiliar. But certainly, it was there. The looming presence of a Hyuuga. A Hyuuga she does not know about in this village? As the newcomer dropped into the stance for Rokujuuyonshou, that ended any doubts. That audacity, too...
She got up. "Byakugan." She said quietly. No seals, the doujutsu forced its activation easily, taking its familiar place. She was in a good position to knock back the other with Hakke Kuushou in case that person attacked, as it required only one hand and no distance as well, however, she should not risk that nor the Kaiten...the latter not with Marcus so close to her and the former not with so many other bystanders and other customers around. Her sword (left) hand tilted Kusanagi in its sheath, on its strap, to drawing position. "Drop your stance." Yokou's tone was different...icy...though her face remained expressionless. The air around her loomed menacingly, yet somehow managing to complement with that cold beauty...
How arrogant... How dare this audacious pup point her weapon (metaphor) when she does not truly understand its afflictions? She won't allow Marcus to be hit.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:51 am
s**t… s**t s**t… Marcus had been in the middle of something like this before. Two powerhouses deciding to go at it and him stuck in the middle. It never ended well to say the least. A deep sigh left his lips as he looked over from one to the other. This was bad… very bad. He just hoped that…
“Those eyes… that sword… that chakra… you…. YOU are the Hyuuga princess…” The Byakugan began to stretch its tell tell lines across her face. It was activated through her sheer anger, “You’re very existence took my family away from me and now you take away the only man I’ve ever cared for who returned it! I will NOT allow such a thing. Die!
s**t!... Byakugan vs. Byakugan and both of these crazy women were about on par with skill as far as Marcus knew. This could easily go from a simple disabling of himself to a complete brawl that would take out half the town. Even if he weren’t the Tsuchikage, he cared more for this town than to see such a thing occur.
The woman moved just as one would suspect of a master of the Rokujuuyonshou. “I’ll pierce that filthy heart of yours!” with that last word, the woman vanished… she hadn’t used a jutsu… just pure speed. A sound came from behind the two of them as she had gotten around them and aimed her hand at the heart of the Hyuuga Princess.
However, even if Yokou could dodge or stop it, she wouldn’t have too. The both of them would probably be caught a little off guard by his motions. Standing upon the stool that separated the two, Marcus was now impaled by the hand of the woman. His abdomen bore the wound. Slowly he lowered his hand to the woman’s mask and smiled, “Got…. Got me again… just above the same spot… re…really don’t want me havin…. Havin kids huh…?”
The blood began to trickle down his mouth a bit, “Y…. you swore….. you swore to me that you were over this…” his voice… while it was weak still held that joking tone… “You swore you wouldn’t seek revenge… did you lie to me Getsuei-kuro? DID YOU!?” The last part caused a bit of blood to flow from his mouth.
“Y…Yokou….do….d…o…n…t….h…a…t…e…her…” He fell back… the woman’s hand still positioned where it was… she was mortified at what she had done… again her anger had gotten to her.
Needless to say, a large amount of ANBU arrived out of no where glaring at this woman… but she was in no position to do combat… she simply stared Marcus’ body.
[[Insta-drop to 0]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 2:27 pm
In a flash of cold blue steel, Kusanagi was freed from its sheath. In terms of pure speed and with her proficiency with the Kusanagi, she had the edge. Yokou...she...she was aiming to kill the other... Even simply extending the sword was enough and it would impale the other woman's heart. And certainly she was not one to miss... However, her eyes caught a form flicker before her. Marcus, Marcus... Why was he...? The thrust froze midair, a twist of the arm to flip the blade and reduce its speed...and then...in order to bring the hastily reversed extension to a full halt... The sword never hit Marcus.
Blood dripped from the sword to the ground.
In that single moment's action and to stop it just as quickly... Yokou's left finger of her sword arm and back of her right hand was bleeding profusely, the blood slipping onto the pale skin of her arm, onto the sword of Kusanagi, and trailing to the hilt, dripped to the ground. However... That was nothing compared to what ensued.
Wide eyes...
Tha-thunk.
The sword of Kusanagi fell to the ground, the blade impaling cleanly through the wooden boards... And stayed there, the light of the inn throwing a lurid gleam across this blade, lighting it crimson... This blade, stained black from absorbing so much blood during the wandering days (escaping from the master armies' pursuit)...
Yokou didn't even notice her own wound... All that came to mind as she caught Marcus... Her knees felt wobbly...and she dropped to the ground, holding him close.
Blood...blood... Marcus' blood...in the air, on the wooden boards...
Memories. Shikamori being impaled by Museifu's sword... The bloody mess she and the medic-nin who found what remains of the Hokage...of Rasen and his embassy...
The memories grew more grotesque...more blood...the world was dyed red... She was shaking, not noticing that ANBU had stormed the building.
All she saw was his blood...
She clutched her head.
And screamed.
A heart-rending scream, one that one would certainly not expected...of the Hyuuga princess of all people...
This anguish...it haunted even the watching veterans.
Her own people, who was worried about Yokou being out so late...they too were gathered outside, behind the ANBU...the Byakugan carriers looking on worriedly, but unnoticed by her, by anyone...
"M-mar...MARCUS!"
Zephyr, in normal form, had arrived in a most inopportune time. At first, outside, he was scolding his own shinobi, a veinpop pulsing at his temple. Strangely...the Hyuuga among the group... They just took the scolding quietly, and looked disturbed. "Yokou-dono..." Whispers among them. "She...she's..."
Either his hearing was miraculously deteriorating or...did he just hear Yokou meant to kill someone? Bah! Ridiculous. The Hokage snorted and marched for the inn door; he was carrying a child in his arms, a boy of about twelve or so...and if the crowd really looked...the child greatly resembled him... His son, perhaps? "Geez..." He complained to his Hyuuga companions. Huh...were all the ANBU of Iwa having a party here or something?
"So...if it's me you're chasing, I'm found in an instant. I can't even stay one minute free without you guys on my trail. But if it's Yu-..." A scream caught his attention.
No way.
"...ko?" Zephyr shoved his boy to the nearest Konohagakurian, an Akamichi. With a look that said, 'drop him and you pay...', the Senju shoved aside multiple members of the crowd...and decided this was too troublesome...
Poof.
Regaining his child form, he managed to get inside...though it was a pretty tight squeeze. However, once in...Zephyr wished he didn't. Several Iwa ANBUs immediately tried to show him the door, thinking he was a wandering child...a kindly female captain whispered children shouldn't see this. However, angry murmurings among the majority of them...their concern...
"..."
Youko...what...
What the heck happened!?
Kusanagi fallen, ignored as it stood impaled to the floor... It's shadow looming like the shadow of death itself... Blood on the floor...there was still blood trailing on Yokou's left finger and right hand too, yet she was doing nothing to heal her wounds... And that expression on her face...
Just like that time, for months after the incident between Shikamori and Museifu... The run-in that could've cost the Nara his life. And later, too, that expression...learning Rasen was dead... ...sensei... And now...
Marcus... He long recognized and accepted it. As much as he didn't want to break her heart...that person...impossible by political and surrounding circumstances...yet she had grown to truly love that someone... But seeing her shock, shaking...and those tears...
At times like these... At times like these, she was just as helpless. As during their team's first mission, Museifu got his Sharingan after a close death protecting his teammates...and also when Yokou first realized... Juuken Kempo was not enough. With it, she could protect herself...but she couldn't protect her loved ones...
The extent of a clan's selfishness...
Growing angry, Zephyr rounded on the nearest ANBU. "Why are you just standing there! He's losing blood!"
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giglamesh generated a random number between
132 and 723 ...
484!
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:38 pm
The anbu stood there shocked and not knowing what to do, but from the floor rose out a familiar form, That dark skin those large breasts blond hair, and the white uniform that barely covers them previously mentioned breasts. Then the breasts of shishimaru would be pressed against marcus's torso It would almost seem as a act of perversion, but suddenly the hole in in abdomen would begin to glow green and the wound would incredibly begin to heal with great speed, within seconds it was as if the wound was never there. A stone of hand would then come out from the ground and it would give him a Blood pill, to replace the blood that was lost from the injury.
Medical Technique: Minor Chakra Heal
By using one's chakra, a ninja can repair damaged muscles and skin. Through hard studies and continual practice a ninja can master the proteins in a body to help repair these injuries. [No bones can be repaired by this technique.]
Cp Cost: 10 per round
Heals: 1 - 10 + Chakra Mod. For ever 10 ranks ninjutsu, +2 max heal.
Requirements: Treat Injury (10), Knowledge: Life Sciences (5), Chakra Control (12)
Training: 8 days
-30=2040cp
healed 44-241 x 3 = 132-723
Shishimaru would shand and the hand of stone would sink back in to the ground, all the anbu froze as they knew exactly who it was. "third Black ops Commanding officer Shshimaru, orders a immediate with drawl Of any adjacent ANBU members, none of you were of any aid to the lord Taida ....i want a immediate vector search of the village to find further threats such as this one, then perhaps each of you may be able t provide some worth to Lord Taida. This search is to be carried out upon a lateral search of three hundred meters, move out." there was absolutely no emotion in her speech. The woman stood there back turned to the hyuga, both of them yet she was watching them just as thoroughly as they were her. It was odd she was present but the other two hunters were not, hyoumaru was escorting a man to get his papers after forcefully entering the stone nation. And harumi...was most likelt still stuck in the stone fist up in the tsukikami gorge.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:01 pm
A hand reached up and moved almost without any real goal... and soon it landed on one of he breast of Shishi.
Grope... grope, "H...hehehe.... ha...hay...flat chested Shishi... became a bomb shell..." He knew here since they were younger... probably wasn't as memorable to her as it was to him but he remembered her.
The wound was still open... it was straight through and hand only just barly missed his organs but had cut a few arteries, none super vital but still. The healing had repaired those but the hole still remained. Marcus laid there only slightly concious... "B...be kind.... they were simply.... simply assessing the situation... I'd have thought less of them if they had... charged in like you did... me being the Kage or not... the... the safty of the village comes first... and if I can't protect it... it falls on you lunk heads to do it..."
Marcus smirked slightly and nodded to the woman still in mask, "If.... if she had really wanted to cause some hell... Yo... yokou's the only one here that know's enough.... about the Hyuuga style to stop her... and... and she's in no shape... you'd all be dead or unconcious now... so... so just..."
He winced hard and groaned coughing up some blood, "Just get me to the damn hospital...!
She... she couldn't move... she had just... she had just done something so horrible as to strike Marcus down. Her Byakugan was quick but not quick enough to see that. Even the Princess only barly stopped her strike at the cost of wounding herself. If either of them had been even a second to late... Marcus would be beyond repair. She... she had to go... She looked down to Marcus and soon scooped him up regardless of the steps of others around her.
"Bring her..." she looked to Yokou and looked her over then vanished in a poof of smoke
[[exit to hospital]]
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:19 pm
There wasn't a single moment to waste. Shishimaru managed to heal Marcus, but only partially. Closing the wounds just enough that he could be moved. Yokou was still shaking, but she struggled up, Kusanagi forgotten behind with the enormity of the task she was now entrusted. Though it was shock...mentally in no condition to perform anything... And for a medic-nin, focus, concentration on healing the patient was very important...
Zephyr managed to slip towards her. Noting that she was still shaking... There was no other choice. "The blood pill would help delay for a while..." Zephyr looked down, a little unsure.
It had been a decade, dammit, since he last used the higher medical arts... That was why he didn't offer his help as a medic... Even if he recalls it perfectly...what if something goes wrong? Shaking the thought from his head, he shooed a kid away from Kusanagi and with a grunt, pulled the blade that was stuck in the floor. That...actually took effort... And then, he took Yokou's hand...side along Shunshin. "Hospital." He said.
Poof.
As the Hokage and Yokou disappeared, so did the Konoha shinobi outside. As for the Iwa ANBU, the really loyal ones might've followed along too, to see if Marcus was all right.
((exit))
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:19 pm
Shishimaru didnt flinch in the slightest from Marcus's grope she would turn and walk over to youko's side kneeling down. It was taken as a order from Lord tadia so she was going to follow it as a order would be what she would do if she was capable of doing it. Like a flower stone would begin to wrap upwards around youko closeing over her and the rose would then sink in to the ground shishimaru stood back up and would begin to sink in to the ground. "Lord Senju you are acustom to the Hyuga lord may i suggest, if feeling of mutuality you still hold for her, rendezvousing at the hospital immediately." As she finished the sentence she would completely be sunk down in to the ground gone with youko, no signs of her were ever there.
[forced exit youko shishimaru to hospital]
(never ******** mind) stressed
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 8:28 pm
The curry cafe huh? Somewhere in the village that Raisuke had never been. Mostly because.. he had never had his own money. But the missions that his sensei sent them on had changed that. Rai walked into the cafe with his hands in his pockets. Never tried curry. Rai thought to himself as he looked around the place from the entrance. Probably standing in anyone's way that wanted to come in to the place. Taking in the aromas of the food that was being prepared for the current patrons, his eyes would become lidded.
A moment passed. Seeming that all waitresses and waitors were busy he thought maybe that he should just find a table. So he did so. Finding a table in a corner to which he could put his back against the wall. He opened his eyes, thinking he might see someone that he knew him. He had made several acquaintances so it was very possible.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 9:01 pm
Amaya stood just outside of the Curry Cafe doors, a look of slight defeat on her half covered features. She had really planned on staying as far away from this cafe as possible, but the curry was so dang tasty that she just couldn't hold out for long. It's fine. It was just a training mission. I only worked here for a day. No way anyone remembers me, especially now that I'm in my own clothes again, she thought for a moment. That was enough to ease her tension some and she rolled her shoulders some. Amaya then took in a deep breathe and moved inside of the cafe.
One glance around and she could see the place was busy as usual. But then she blinked at the sight of a familiar face, spotting Raisuke seated at a table. Should she join him? At least she knew he wouldn't try to grab her a** like some people. But they had only spoken during battle situations. What on earth would they talk about? Welp. Only one way to find out... Making up her mind, Amaya wandered over to his table, taking a seat across from him. "Do you mind?" she asked.
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