Username: Neko of Crystal Hearts Desired Bloodline: Sora Clan (Shoton: Crystal Release) Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: My character, the Otokage, is of the Sora clan. RPC Link: http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=23962529 RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage: Walking along the barren road, Miraku smiled to himself. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky, and there was a light gentle breeze blowing through the mountain pass. Thinking about stopping to practice some of his harp playing, shadows jumped out of the rock, blocking his pack. The rogue shinobi that confronted him looked like they were looking for a fight. With that ever present smile upon his face, Miraku set his harp he was carrying upon his back down, and then got into a fighting stance. In a quick rush, the enemy moved forward, kunai in hand.
Performing quick hand seals, Miraku released his charka into the earth, and four crystal walls shot forth from the ground. Sliding up and coming to a stop in the shape of a pyramid, Miraku was safe from the kunai that clanged against the Crystal Prism. Blinking in surprise, the rogue shinobi took to using their doton, firing rocks upon the barrier with little effect. Smiling, the shoton user release the barrier, then launched himself into the air. From his aerial view, he saw that the six rogue shinobi were clearly far below his caliber, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t rough them up a little.
With quick, fluid movement, Miraku performed more hand seals, and the air began to shimmer. Crystal began to form out of thin air, shaping themselves into close to one hundred crystal snowflakes. Before three of the Doton users knew what was happening, Miraku rained these shuriken down upon them, causing them to fall to the ground in agony of being cut by the razor sharp crystal. Landing upon the ground once again, Miraku turned his attention to the other rogue shinobi. Two of them were starting to get really antsy, but the leader of them remained still.
Grinning, Miraku performed more hand seals, and from the ground shot a crystal spire that took on the shape of a mighty dragon. As he stood upon its head, he waved down to the three shinobi still standing. “If you guys are sure you want to die today, be sure not to move, ok?!” Jumping from the dragon, he sent it forth, it’s roar echoing through the canyon pass. The two lackyies ran in fear, being chased away by the intimidating creature that was created so easily. Now only the leader remained.
Rushing forth, Miraku quickly created a sword made of crystal, and then swung it at the leader, who swiftly dodged it. The rogue shinobi quickly drew his sword, which clanged against the Shoton user’s. Grinning, the boy made a quick maneuver, and knocked the sword from the man’s hand. MIraku then jumped behind the man, and grabbed onto his shoulders, beginning to perform the Statues of the Past jutsu. As the man began to slowly crystalize inch by inch, Miraku leaned his head forward, and whispered into his ear. “If you wish to live another day, I advise you and your goons never haunt this pass again. Am I clear?” The man quickly nodded his head, and was then released.
Miraku picked up his harp, and began on his way once again. His care-free smile had returned, and the exit to the pass had just came up. The field of flowers at the end was certainly a welcoming site, so with much haste, he made his way into it, deciding it would be the best place for him to practice his harp playing.
Techniques Uses: Crystal Prism Shuriken Wild Dance Tearing Crystal Falling Dragon Statues of the Past
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Username: Sesshy_24556 Desired Bloodline: Puraton(plasm release Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: The combination of the two elements. Seem rather Fun, wish to be clan head RPC Link: Hiroshi Yaso n/a will make after approval RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage: Hiroshi halted his paced march for only an second to lifted his rather large sun hat; to wipe his brow, the sun was growing stronger as the shinobi grew closer to his home in the land of wind. The steel plated Suna headband reflected the sun's ray. The traveler was wary from his Nine day trek, Hiro was sent on an mission to gather information on shinobi activity in the land of birds. From his home in Sunagakure,on foot it took five days to get there and another five to return. This was the final stretch before he was at his villages gates. The barren wasteland created by past wars. Between the boarder of the Land of rain, and just outside the wind country offered little options for hiding. The man continued his march, only the sound of his foot steps on the semi gravel filled the air. It was surely to dull, the mission was successful if he was able to reach the village. His report contained intel on what he had seen in the country of birds, the stone shinobi's were occupying quite an large section of the village. An sign or at lease an starting point of warfare. The lone Shinobi's report contained the amount of earth ninja there at the time, as well as the coordinates of what looked like there head quarters.
The sound of something flying towards him caught his attention. Darting to his right and diving into a swift roll, Hiro was nearly hit by an Kunia. He scanned the area, he was alone it seemed, the Kunia that missed him suddenly exploded. Shrouding the Ninja in dust and a few small rocks, as he ran out of the dust cloud coughing he looked up. An shower of explosive wrapped kunia's were heading towards him. He clapped his hands together, a bright light was pushed outwards from his body. "Plasma release: energy wave." This wall of chakra would stand strong and deflect the incoming threats. Making an chain reaction, all the bombs detonating the second they hit the wall. Hiro's gaze fell back towards the ground after the explosions subsided, a squad of ten or more ninja were heading his way. Hiro had to make it back home, not only could he not allow them to take his intel. But if his Kekkei Genkai fell into the hands of Iwa it would be certain doom for his village. Hiroshi didn't have time to run, he formed two quick hand signs. "Plasma release: Plasma spitter." Inhaling as much air as his lungs could hold, exhaling quickly the young man spat out ten globs of whitish purple plasma. All the ninja avoided the substance but one, he was lost in the puddle of plasma. Melted by its molten properties, "he's a plasma user! Close the distance." The head ninja yelled." Hiroshi charges at the remaining ninja, they knew nothing of his clan. Leaping into the air the boy flanked a few of the ninja closes to him. He landed between two pools of plasma, two stone shinobi Came at him wielding katana's; Hiro's right hand made and swiping motion while the left moved towards his chest. The passive ability to manipulate the plasma, swung a glob of plasma on to one ninja. Hiro's other hand commanded the other nearest puddle of plasma to come to his defense. The substance levitated and intercepted the man's sword. The bladed weapon was melted away, the stone ninja lucky stopped before he was consumed by the plasma sheet. Holding his palm outward, Hiro pushed that wall of plasma out at the man. Three down. Hiro turned to see a group of four of these Ninja preparing a justu, earth dragon's tore through the ground and headed for Hiroshi.
He pushes his hands together to meld his chakra before exhaling a large ball of plasma. "Plasma release: Plasma Ball justu." The dragons would explode when they met with the plasma, sending the plasma flying into the air and every direction below it. In the chaos Hiro, took off. The plasma couldn't harm him, but the area was becoming unbearable hot; really quickly. He ran as fast as he could until he thought he lost the tracking ninja. He stopped to catch his breath, for only a second. He looked behind him, not a sign of life, he let out an sigh of relief. As he turned to continue home Hiroshi was meet by a blade, slashing him across the chest. He jumped backwards, putting space between him and the head shinobi. "That last little trick killed all of my men... U die here Suna scum." The man roared. Hiroshi stared with anger in his eyes, the path of an ninja was always an messy one. His left hand out behind him, while his right clutched his bleeding chest. This had to end soon, or he would bleed out before he reached the village even if he managed to defeat this man. The stone Ninja charged blinded by his rage, his steps were sloppy. Hiro's left hand was shaping a ball of plasma into a sharpened dual sided blade. The condensed plasma buzzed like an chainsaw. When the man lunged forward, Hiro stood firm. Swinging his plasma weapon as his defense. An large part of the stone shinobi's weapon was seen flying through the air before crashing to the ground near his body. He cursed Hiroshi, the victor with his last breath. The plasma blade had cut through the weapon as well as into his chest cavity. An pair of foot prints were seen in the sand moving away from the scene; accompanied by a few droplets of blood after a fee steps or so. Hiroshi, had less then a mile to go. Could he make it before he bleed out?
Techniques Uses: Plasma release: Energy wave Plasma release: Plasma Spitter Plasma release: Plasma ball justu Plasma release: Plasma manipulation Plasma release: Rotating blade(plasma shaping used to make blade)
Username: HoneyHoneyMoonshaker Desired Bloodline: Aokawa Clan - Hyouton Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: Ice release is a personal favorite of mine. I can do some neat stuff with it if I play my cards right. RPC Link: Not entirely done yet, but I have a skeleton. Kokoro, Tsumetai RP Sample w/ Bloodline technique usage: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kokoro sat on the banks of a river, dipping in her feet and swishing them around through the cool waters. It was refreshing. Though, there was one issue. It would be perfect if it was just a little bit colder. Kokoro threw a couple handseals around with her left hand and then emitted chakra from her legs. The water around her legs began to grow colder and then began to freeze along the surface [1]. "Aaahhh... Now THAT is refreshing! I can't stand chilly water. It's gotta be far below freezing!" Her relaxation time lasted quite a long time before she noticed a friend of hers walking along a path just passed a treeline that separated there and the river bank. "Hey, Kyo! You punk!" Kokoro flung her arm forward and formed a snowball in her palm that she then flung through the air, smacking her friend, Kyo, right in the face [2] as he turned towards her from hearing her shout at him.
"Oh, you jerk! I'll get you back for that one," he shouted back as he wiped the snow off of his face. "God, that smarts! Could you make that snow stuff any colder," he inquired as he approached her.
"Oh, I totally could, honey buns, but then it would just be a big ball of ice and that would hurt a lot more than any snowball could." She flirtatiously ran her finger down the center of his chest and pushed her face closer to his. "Why do you ask, huh? Afraid I'm giving you a cold shoulder? Or would you rather take me into a place to get warm and cuddly?" Kokoro was definitely teasing him, but she did this to a lot of guys. It was kind of her thing.
"H-Hey! You're getting a little close, Kokoro! And I didn't mean anything by that!" Kyo back up a bit and then fell over onto his back trying not to fall into her traps.
"Well if you don't want me, then I guess I'm just going to have to leave! You jerk!" Kokoro ripped her legs out of the ice, got up, and stepped away from the now frozen over river.
"Hey, don't be mad at me. You don't have any reason to be."
"Nope! You're too late! Now I'll have to pay you back with a snowball fight!" As Kokoro said that, Kyo knew that he was doomed. Nobody was better at fighting with snowballs than her.
"Oh God... What did I get myself into..." Kyo moaned and fell backward again. He did not want to get into a snowball fight with her ever, but it seemed that the time had come for him to meet a bitter, frozen end.
"Sorry, sweet thing! You brought this upon yourself! Yuki Yose! [3]" As she shouted the name of her jutsu, Kokoro would flip through a series of handseals. As she finished, things began to grow colder and frost covered everything around her, quickly growing into a thick snow that gathered and rose up to about knee height all around her. "Get ready, honey bear! You need to make a fort out of snow before we can begin!"
And so they began with the snowball fight preparations. Kyo stacked mounds of snow and created a decent-sized wall of snow. It stood about five feet tall and stretched a width of seven feet. It was an impressive wall and Kyo expected it to provide a decent defense to Kokoro's inevitable onslaught of deadly snowballs. He didn't really intend to fight back. After putting the finishing touches on his wall of snow, he turned around to see Kokoro's process.
"You about ready, Kyo? Oh damn! That wall is puny! Who taught you how to build a fort?" Kokoro sat atop a legit castle made out of snow. She had managed to use a few augmented jutsu that she made up herself to make a solid castle of snow. "So, do you think you're ready for this fight? Or should I just pelt you a bit and end it there?"
"Well, Kokoro, I know when I can win and I know when I can't run away. This when both of those are truths." Kyo stood in the center of what was assumed to be the battlefield and held his arms out so he revealed his chest as a target. "Take your shots and we'll get this over with, kay?"
"Okay, hot stuff! Just remember that you brought this upon yourself!" Kokoro hopped down from her snow castle and immediately began to form handseals upon landing. When she finished, she slapped her hands against the snowy ground and then the snow from the castle began to shake. Kyo was confused, but was quickly stunned by a bombardment from snowy chunks of the castle being flung at him rapidly [4]. They were dense and hit hard, nearly making him fall unconscious from the hard blows. After the onslaught, Kokoro seemed to have disappeared in the snowy field. Kyo was left half conscious under a pile of snow.
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Username: Battle Ram Desired Bloodline: White Chakra Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: Kakashi has always been a favorite Character of mine, and I wanted to make a character to fit into their long line of amazing ninja! Plus... White Chakra?! I mean come on, who doesn't want to look cool like that? xp RPC Link: x RP Samle w/ Bloodline technique usage:"Now, remember, this is the basic fundamental technique of our clan. You should be able to handle this with little problem Moon-kun." The female's voice was soft as she spoke, her hands slid lazily into her back pockets as she watched the young white haired boy. This would be his first real test of their bloodline, and even though the woman didn't show it, she was excited for her son. The boy gave a soft sigh, nodding and moving to stand from where he was currently seated, legs folded under him. His katana lay on the ground at his side, his gloved fingers curling around it's white sheath as he stood. The woman, hair equally as void of color, reach behind her, picking up a thick branch as she watched the boy. He took a slow, deep breath, his ruby eyes closing as he focused, finding his center. In his mind, he saw nothing but a blackness, and hanging in the center of it was a single crystal clear gem that sparkled and glowed a soft white color. This was what he always tried to do when he would need to learn something, focus, clear his mind, and imagine something to gather chakra to. A gem always seemed like a good choice, shaped like a tear drop and suspended by a thin silver chain that came from the center of the darkness. Slowly the gem would start to glow brighter as he focused on gathering his chakra to that 'gem'.
His eyes still closed, he let out a slow exhale of breath, his left hand coming around to grasp at the handle of his katana. As he did this, he focused the gathered Chakra into his hand and then through it to the katana. His eyes snapped open, and the woman threw the log branch at him. With a sudden movement, he unsheathed his sword, swinging it up in a controlled arch as he brought it, singing, from the sheath. In its wake, a white streak followed after it, the blade slicing through the wood as if it were nothing, the two halves falling to either side of him. He shifted his feet now, blading himself as he brought his left foot back, his arms came up close to his chest, bending at the elbows as he brought the sword up, shining white blade pointing forward as it came to rest about eye level with him, the white lightning that now coated the blade dancing and popping in the air, arching from the metal as the boy continued to imbue it in his electrical chakra. The woman smiled, clapping softly, "Congratulations Moon-kun. You did very well. I'm proud of you son." she came up, the boy relaxing as the glow flickered before extinguishing as he lowered the katana. She placed a hand on his head, ruffling his hair affectionately, the boy giving a soft laugh before she started off again, "Alright, let's go eat." He slid his katana back into its sheath, nodding and padding after her. Techniques Uses: D Rank: Raiton: Shiroi Yaiba (Lightning Release: White Blade)
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 6:31 am
Username: AaronQuan Desired Bloodline: Jinton / Swift Release. Reasons for choosing said Bloodline: It fits my character, his walking makes a sound. Which gives him an unique version of Jinton. This is further described in the example. Next to that I have a liking towards the bloodline. RPC Link: Albroit Kiwat. RP Sample w/ Bloodline technique usage: As the sun was setting a mysterious figure was standing behind a tree, using the decreasing light in his advantage to be unseen. Albroit was looking through a crack in the branch of his hiding spot. One-two. It was just as the Raikage described, the numbers matched his Intel. The bandit duo was setting up a camp for the night. When the night was falling they would rest, since they were near the border of the land of clouds. They were resting at the borders of the land. Their goal was to pass the border the next morning, taking a boat to the hidden mist. When the dock workers were still sleepy and slow, using their lack of interest and energy in advantage.
Albroit let out a big smile. This was the perfect opportunity. This B ranked mission required him to bring a bit of fear to the bandits, the two bandits would increase the fear for Kumogakure for sure if he did this right. Spreading reputation that Kumogakure was always aware if something went wrong was his absolute goal. The bandits had stolen a few bags of medicine and ship tools. They weren’t worth that much, but taking them back was the official requirement for his mission to succeed. He stretched out, got away from his hiding spot and walked around the camp through the surrounding trees that gave him shelter. He was entering through the main entrance. Planning to use incredible speed to increase the confusion alongside the twosome. Albroit was determined to show the bandits some Jinton, to scare them up. He stopped focusing on the sound of his feet. Clapping was heard around him, the old trusty sound he made when walking around. He faced the camp. Having his creepy signature smile on his face. He walked into the camp. Looking around him at the surprised bandits that laughed at him with a sarcastic smile. He noticed that both bandits were in the camp. Otherwise he wouldn’t use a tricky entering like that. He walked to the center of the camp. Where the bigger of the two bandits was, he quickly turned around and looked at Albroit with a filthy smile.
“I am a descendant from Kumogakure, and I came to get your stolen goods. Nobody steals from the people of the village hidden in the clouds”. He stopped walking and showed his creepy smile to the big guy. He looked around the camp and looked at both of them. Looking at their eyes with enormous joy, the eternal happiness that he always carried around with him. He started walking again, looking around the crates. Not touching anything. As he walked around with an obnoxious clapping sound he noticed the mood changing in the camp. Soon the two would probably get irritated by the clapping of his shoes. After a quick observation he made a conclusion. The stolen goods from Kumogakure were in the tent of the big guy. He turned back around and looked at the man. Walking a bit towards him.
The bandit stopped laughing and raised his eyebrow towards Albroit. Followed by lowering his hand, the movement that indicated his fellow college to attack the intruder. Albroit heard screams from the western direction. He quickly looked around his surroundings. The bandit was quickly charging towards him. He noticed a small log stub. He quickly decided his maneuver and stepped back 15 feet, landing on the log stub. Using his Swift Release: After-Image technique. A hard clap was heard as he used the technique. Loud enough to be mistaken for somebody slamming to the ground. His attacker crashed into the ground. Making a hard clap towards the ground. Stepping through the visual illusion that his technique left behind. The illusion of him standing there. The other bandit had a shocked look on his face, sweat slowly dripping from his forehead. The release of a bloodline trait scared him, as Albroit had planned. He again showed the guy his creepy smile. Walking forward with the clapping of his shoes filling the silence of the surrounding area, yet again. He walked over the body of the other bandit, the guy that had crashed on the ground. He was now about 10 feet away from the bandit. He looked into the scared eyes of the bandit again. “I have all the time in the world, you know why I came here. Give me the medicine and ship tools. Or I will actually use my powers to cause damage”. All of these words came out with his eternal happiness. The tone was more than confusing, towards any person that would see this situation. The expression of the bandit turned from scared to angry. He screamed and jumped forward towards Albroit.
Albroit shook his head. He used his Swift Release again, keeping his promise of going offensive. He charged forward and leaped in the air. This made another clap coming from his shoes. Just below his opponent. He pushed the feet of his opponent, turning his body to have his face look down to the ground below. He started punching his opponent softly. In the belly, in the face a bit. He changed his position. Finishing the technique by smashing the back of the bandit by a flat foot. He stepped on the back of his opponent and stomped him into the ground, he finished the jutsu with whispering the words of the technique before his opponent hit the ground. He whispered them: “Blurring Barrage”. He landed on the back of his opponent. The landing made a barrage of claps. As if an audience was clapping with a lot of enthusiasm. His opponent would now be confused and hurt by the different spots of his body being lightly touched, in just a matter of mere seconds.
He set his other foot down at the back of the bandit and wandered into the tent where the bounty was. He grabbed two bags, both were half open. Clearly showing that they carried either medicine or ship tools. He tied the bags shut and grabbed both of them with one hand, the bags weren’t really enormously full or heavy. He turned around and walked out of the storage tent. He started charging chakra into his free hand. Making his escape as soon as possible was his top priority right now. As he came out of the tent he saw the bandit that had fallen to the ground earlier charge at him again. He smiled at him, trying to leave a scary appearance to this member of the criminal duo aswell. He smashed his free hand on the ground. He whispered a few words. “Swift Release: Flash”. After slamming his hand at the ground at inhumane speed a light flickered in the camp. Albroit disappeared by using this light, making another clapping sound combo, as if a bird was flying up in the sky with a rapid pace. his mission was done. Scaring bandits and returning the property of the citizens of Kumogakure. Word count: 1170/700. Techniques Uses: Three Swift Releases. - D Rank: Flash. - D Rank: Blurring Barrage. - C Rank: After-Image.
*Sample is made with the character being at Chuunin rank. Since he does not possess Swift Release at Genin level.
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It so seemed that there was absolutely nothing to do in this village. Kiyomaru was always bored entirely out of his wits, which was an occurrence that was simply unacceptable in his mind. It was silent to the extent that he could hear his own footsteps as the soles of his feet came into contact with the ground below himself. That kind of sheer lack of sound bothered him to large heights. He wasn't one that could stand quiet environments; Kiyomaru always had to be hearing some form of noise, whether it be annoying to others or not didn't matter in the slightest- some abundance of it was required to please him. Besides the fact that Iwagakure was so simply encompassed with nothing but rocks, stones, and more rocks didn't help the fact. The village was hardly ever bustling with anything of much enjoyment value. It simply came down to this in the end: there was not enough activity in the village. The good majority of people seemed frightened of Kiyomaru, anyhow, but he couldn't in the slightest imagine why that was. Perhaps it was him that made his surroundings so quiet- no, that couldn't possibly be. Such a thing would be entirely impossible for him to comprehend. This Genin was no different than the others- in his own mind, at the very least. He took a moment before exclaiming at the thoughts that ran through his mind, "Kih!". The Genin was well adjusted to people being afraid of him; it was quite exhilarating, really, to know that his mere presence diminished the likes of those that he'd lived with for years- or maybe it was months... It mattered not in the slightest. He'd called the village his home for some time, at least. Time enough in his own eyes. That was all that was important. Whilst twirling a removed spinal cord of his own around in the air, Kiyomaru continued walking down the quiet paths. It must have been his personality- there was some air to the Genin that was different than others. Perhaps everyone took to the conception that he was plainly weird. That would find a way to overjoy him- there was nothing wrong with being different. Or perhaps the people were keeping to themselves as to... Not get struck by his long string of vertebrae. No, that was preposterous thought. If he had any desire to strike a person, he would have done so already. Simply any form of amusement worked; he'd nothing else to occupy his hands, so he saw no harm in using his own bone to entertain himself. Kiyomaru couldn't begin to comprehend that there was anything morally wrong about that. Continuing to swirl his spinal cord through the air just above his own head as if he were imitating a fabled cowboy from entirely incorrect stories he began talking to himself out of his sheer boredom. "What to do, what to- Oh!" Breaking his slow and seemingly analytical speech- despite its true form of sheer lack of enthusiasm- he made a quick exclamation, having his attention be directly changed to a new subject for his focus: a small creature caught the glimpse of his eye. It seemed to be a mouse, although it could have been otherwise; Kiyomaru didn't really care what it was, exactly. He recognised it plainly as something to do and occupy himself with, and that was all that he cared about. As the creature ran between his legs and off into the village, the Genin allowed himself to speak quickly before making any haste in chasing after it. "Hey Brain, let's take over the world!" Wherever the rodent ran to, Kiyomaru quickly made his way towards, all the same. It quickly dashed into a small building. The... Stone Cake, the Genin recalled. Or at least, that's what he thought it was called. Maybe it was the Rocky Palace. It was some silly name, but the Kiyomaru didn't care, and could certainly care less if he wanted to. His focus was too intently placed on the mouse. Due to his simply lack of caring as to what others thought of him, and, being in his own world, his intentions were completely raveled in following the creature wherever it went until he caught it, for whatever reason he'd had to do so. The small rodent rushed through the open doors of the Stone Brick. Yeah, that's what it was called. The Stone-Brick... Rocky Palace sounded much better in the Genin's opinion. It was hardly a surprise that Kiyomaru didn't remember, but that wasn't really of any concern to him. His focus was still entirely intact and connected to the mouse. "Won't you play with me?" he loudly inquired of the creature, despite knowing that it wasn't going to reply. "I'll help to take over the world!" It was more than evident to anyone that witnessed his behaviour that Kiyomaru's mind was elsewhere. He seemed completely ignorant of his surroundings, and one probably could have guessed that he wasn't even aware that he'd just run into an adult's bar. The Genin certainly didn't know, and that was simply that. He'd always figured it was just a restaurant, as he'd had no reason to figure otherwise. This didn't change the fact that, perhaps it was rude to merely barge in whilst chasing a rodent- of all animals- but Kiyomaru didn't care about what was considered "rude" and what wasn't. No, he cared about having fun and being entertained, and so far the mouse was proving to be very worthy of its task. No one knew his age, so at the very least, it was unlikely that he would be kicked out. For the reason of age, that was. As he continued chasing the creature, he seemingly rammed his face directly into the back of a male. The mouse had escaped Kiyomaru, as it scurried between the man's legs and onward into the depths of the restaurant. This was more than certainly a disappointment. Completely ignoring the fact that he'd just run into a person he began talking to himself once more. "Darn... Well, I guess that was fun! But what to do, now..." His tone trailed off as he heard the mention of drinking. Despite the fact that it came from the male of whom he'd just encountered on a far from polite term and the bar tender, he decided he would push himself into the conversation. "Can I join you?" He inquired, curiously. "Drinking is fun for adults, isn't it? I mean..." His voice trailed off, as he refrained from referencing what other "fun" the two might be getting into, later. Perhaps he was interrupting something important, or, seemingly important, but he didn't care. He'd never been drinking before, and he was curious, now. Since no one knew his age, no one could say that he wasn't eligible, at least. A smile lit up on his face. He'd heard so much about people drinking at parties and how fun it was to be drunk. Kiyomaru wanted to experience it, too. What was unknown to him, however, was that the man that he was speaking with was already put under the influence of previously consumed alcohol. With excitement still plainly visible upon his face, Kiyomaru watched as his considered-to-be conversational partner turned to face him in a manner that was evidently obscured from normal function. "Look kid, just go away." he spoke with a slight slur in his voice that made the boy interested even more so. It had become clear that the Genin was unwanted, but that mattered not- his persistent and stubborn nature would only recognise this comment as all the more reason to want to continue with his questions- he wasn't the sensitive type. "Aw, come on," he began, with a tone of taunting in the words that left his mouth, "it's not like you'll be breaking any rules." As Kiyomaru finished speaking, he extended his tongue out at the man. At this remark, an extremely flustered look appeared upon the face of the boy's larger counterpart. His face was slightly contorted and a darkened red hue that threateningly accompanied his furrowed eyebrows and exasperatedly misshapen mouth form. "Just leave, would you!?" in an instant, a fist was thrown just as quickly as it was drawn, openly displaying that there was a sizeable amount of distaste between the two. Matching the punch with his own, Kiyomaru allowed his right arm to extend to its full length to come into direct contact with the man's fist- his tongue having not retreated, though slightly obscuring a smile that portrayed sheer enjoyment. Upon the point in which the two would break the path of the other, an interception arose from the third and forth knuckles of his hand. Replicating the act of a concealed blade, a decently lengthy and thin spike of bone began protruded and forced its way into man's fist and through his arm. Making no haste in feeling the pain, the larger male attempted to withdraw, though it was an incapable act as a result of the fact that a large portion of his own hand took direct penetrative damage. This was slightly disappointing to Kiyomaru. "That was hardly any fun." still speaking tauntingly, there was also a slight note of the fact that the Genin was actually upset at the lack of effort that the confrontation required.
