Ayuna happily clapped his hands at the notion that a story would get him a free room, and so he cleared his throat to speak before Hiroki asked his question. He had promised the ingrate that he'd help him with the issue of sticking out like a sore thumb, especially to people who knew what the eyes were, and he kept his promises. It was one of his few genuine traits. On top of that, he needed Hiroki, both for his potential as an enforcer and comedic nonsense. "I haven't yet, no. Tsuki, forgive me. This is Hiroki, and this is his hair. Is isn't it pretty?" as he jested, Ayuna would rub his chin, pondering on where to start their tale.
"I met him when we were younger, still schoolyard boys. His bright pink hair was something of a contentious topic among the more rowdy boys, and because I was the soft spoken doctor's boy with a friend who was his neighbor girl that happened to be too quiet to stand up for herself, we faced a bit of bullying. I'm not embarrassed to say that we got thrashed pretty hard. But then, they were older and there was more of them. It got to a point, however, that my personal savior came in the form of none other than Hikari. Shes... well right proper terrifying when she wants to be, and Hiroki got strong enough to fend for himself. Over years I got to know him whenever he had to get bandaged up, or what have you from being rough and tumble, and Hikari kinda grew on me and the neighbor girl. To keep an already length anecdote from exploding any further, I lost the neighbor girl. Brain disease. And that was after the UHV popped in and demolished everything ninja related. We sorta just wander together with an older fella named Ishida who I happened to help out of a pickle, and we ended up here after I went to study medicine at the pharmacy. Speaking of that, if you wouldn't mind it, we'd love to use the dojo while we are here as well?" He hoped that Tsuki wouldn't pry for anymore details. He thought he had left enough out to keep specifics cloudy but given enough that she'd be good with his description.
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Rinka listened to the new arrivals intently, particularly to the boy Ayuna. He was certainly the chatty one... almost the opposite of Rinka in every way. Following along with the pair as they walked, Rinka's head, still clad in her toy cat mask, would occasionally c**k from side to side in intrigue at the boy's story. They seemed like an interesting bunch for sure.
As her shrimp and steak ramen was delivered she also asked Tatsuya to bring her a nice bottle of white wine. Turning her attention to the young man before her as he told his story she would listen intently. In the end it was a story she had heard several times before. Not from him of course, but from the other orphans and "street rats" as the stuck ups would call them. But she knew better.
If he was telling the truth, she would happily let him use the dojo free of charge, but there was something else she would need to address. Giving Hiroki a light smile she nodded,"Indeed it is. It goes well with his eyes. Though please take it from me kid. In the end you may be better of not hiding who you are." As she spoke however he tone shifted to one tinged with the spice of regret and pain,"People will hunt you one day regardless of eye color. Once word gets out and dont worry it will, that you have those eyes its going to paint a target on your back. I learned that one the hard way."
Facing the young woman she popped a piece of grilled shrimp into her mouth as she continued after swallowing the piece of course,"I asked you three to submit your weapons as a test of basic respect. If you wouldn't check your weapons simply because I asked you too then odds are, that you would not follow my instructions and requests when using my dojo. That being said, Miss Hikari, I will hold you responsible for your friends while they and presumably you as well, train. However I have one final question for you three, and I would like each of you to answer it honestly. Why do you want to train?" A simple question but one which held great meaning to the warrior.
___youwillknownihilism
Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2018 1:32 pm
___"Looks like you should have just left the chakra suppression kit on Ayuna, your friend's so intent on us being disarmed but my hands are still attached to my wrists." Hiroki rippled at the projected air of familiarity, but couldn't suppress a chuckle or his wide, wolfish grin as the read was pitched out over the plate for him to devour. Dead center, too easy. "You think I want to hide that I'm a Hyuga to avoid fights? HA ha hahaha! You missed the mark by farther than I can see, and I can see real damn far." The short man said bemusedly as he pulled out a chair and plopped himself in it. His voice was bitter as black coffee, with all the energy it afforded. It was a presumptuous stance to take on her part, and he supposed it would be a comfortable presumption to make here in her own house if she hadn't whiffed so hard on the read. "I ain't trying to hide my eyes because someone might want to steal them - their appearance is a tactical disadvantage. Makes people run, try certain things, gives away all my abilities. We can't hide in plain sight like the Uchiha or those with unique elements. Plus, any excuse to offend the arrogant sensibilities of the clan is enough for me. What better than a mutt who's defiled his heritage to get under that paper they call skin? Ain't like people've ever needed a reason to headhunt me anyways."
Hell, a pink Byakugan would likely only be more valuable, not less. Hiroki was under no impression he'd gain some kind of respite from conflict. And hell, he clearly didn't care if he stuck out. The man had a damn face tattoo and a safety pin in his ear. It was simply advantageous to not have people be able to easily guess at his abilities. It'd help him live longer, spread the name Hiroki Hyuga farther and farther, besmirch the good name of the honorable Hyuga clan even more. His slender fingers entwined on his knee as he crossed it atop the other. "As to why I want to train, well, Ayuna's story and your words of wisdom directed at me an my eyes should've rendered that question rhetorical on my end."
Often times it felt like people got the wrong idea. Among his friends, Ayuna was definitely the one that kept everyone as out of trouble as he could, and to be honest he didn't understand why, considering he was the face of their group, that Tsuki had opted to hold her responsible for them. He had half a mind to let her actually go off the rails and blow up half of Takumi, but decided he didn't too much care about what Tsuki thought of his group. He didn't have a second to answer the question, which he always found so mind numbing to have to answer at all, before Hiroki got to prattling on about why he needed to train, why he felt it was advantageous to hide his eyes and the like. Ayuna had to admit, the ingrate was indeed one of his favorite people. He didn't even try to contain his entertainment towards his dislike of the clan, or anything about how he couldn't hide in plain sight. Toshio vs. Ayuna was a great example of that actually, and the duality was something he hid behind effectively. He turned his eyes on Tsuki and shrugged, still smiling.
"As for me... well I have people close to me now. People who are strong and special, and unlike them I don't have anything about me that stands out besides surgical knowledge. I would like it very much if I could begin working on my taijutsu, if nothing else, so I can add something in combat and not be a liability to Hiroki and Hika." He would end it with that, and place a hand on Hikari's shoulder to indicate she was up next. His poker face, practiced over half a decade of intense and constant temperament, remained unmoved even as his irritation levels rose. If they got refused cause the two of them couldn't put up solid reasoning, or cause they didn't give up their weapons, then Ayuna would likely not take it very well once they left, and he rarely got angry enough to show it.
Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 5:43 am
Ayuna's story was interesting if only that it did leave out certain details. For example that Hikari was still with her family at the point when they were children. She had yet to realize that growing older and being forced to stop playing samurai would be like a death sentence. As would being sold off as some kind of breeding stock to a clan looking for a kekkei genkai. Still it was a cute story, she liked the part where she saved their assess from bullies. Still it was hard to reminisce without thinking about the tragedy that was Ayuna. She had to wonder that were she still around would things be different? Would she be having eyes for Hiroki? Would she and Ayuna be rivals? Would she have come to hate Ayuna? So many possibilities but they had all been cut short by a terrible disease.
Tsuki's response though, was highly entertaining. She had turned her weapons in on a whim, a fickle mental coin toss. Putting her in charge of Hiroki was like putting a tiger in charge of a baby. Ayuna was their leader and thus in reality it would still be his job fortunately. Primarily because Hikari didn't give a damn. Though that had more to do with youthful foolishness and a feeling of being invincible than it did with anything else. "Hear that guys? Guess that means I'm big sis now... nyeeeeeeeeh" she stuck her tongue out in jest at the two men. However there was also one more question for her to answer. Why did she want to train. Hiroki's answer was typical. Finger to the clan blah blah. A-yu's answer was sweet and practical. Her answer would also be typical though in a different way. However, a hand placed upon her shoulder and a shortening of her name caused her to blush noticeably. Hikari wore her emotions openly as it were, and A-yu had a knack for forcing the things he wanted to see. "I train because I want to," she began, her mind obviously distracted by the touch. "Though I do everything because I want to. Some might call it a spoiled mentality but I have my reasons and honestly I'd rather die free and doing what I love than been a prisoner to someone I do not."
Ayuna bowed in thanks tot he woman who had given them permission(causeAzgotbusy) for use of the Dojo. Ayuna, already wearing only a form fit tank top and sweats, turned to his cohorts. "Well. I've been ready to get started on this for quite some time. No reason to wait, right?" Ayuna would propose, walking towards the back the moment he was finished speaking. There, he took to the scrolls, eyeing them all with an inquisitive yet still calming look on his face. A soft hum escaped his lips as he gave several styles cursory glances, a finger on his lip as he took in all the information he could on short notice. "Ah, this one.~" he finally settled taking the Kaiser fist scroll with him towards a spot in the dojo off on it's own.
The first technique he would learn was one that was all about training his strength. Looking at him, he definitely looked like one who kept himself physically active, if not for having to keep up with Hiroki, Hikari, and Ishida. He himself started and ended his days with mildly rigorous activity, push ups, incline pushups, crunches, squats, sometimes some deadlifts. He would practice punches much the same way. Reptition in throwing his whole body weight into it as he hit a punching bag. Beads of sweat fell from his body after a strong thirty minutes of putting his all into the concept. [Heavy Punches]
Now, the next technique was a cow of a different moo. He was going to put his chakra to work, allowing it to flow freely throughout his tenketsu and gates, spiraling out and surrounding him in an aura that looked similar to electricity. His hair stood on end just a little, his power radiating more in that small area than it had been prior. [Stimulating Armor]
The next skill was something he always figured would be a thing he could expect Hiroki to do. He would put one hand on a mannequin's neck, the other on it's chest. He inhaled, feeling silly even though his body was protected by that armor skill. With a great rearing back of his head, he would crash his face into the dummy, headfirst. The result was one utterly annihilated dummies top piece and sent the rest sprawling out to the ground. Theimpact on it's own woulda made him pretty dazed if not for his armor. [Kaiser Crown]
Next he would enter his own fighting stance again, one favoring strength and heavy handed punches with a wide stance and the fists out front. He threw a punch out, intentionally high, so he could take advantage of the feint maneuver. He brought his elbow down quickly, a motion that would be akin to having a pickaxe shoved into your skull. He focused on this motion, repeating it over and over again until it was simple muscle memory. [Crumbling Overhead]
Next he stayed in the stance, delivering a series of punches, two at normal speed, then one as fast as he could. The idea was to build in a concept of the skill, a difference between a normal punch and one intended to be explosively fast. This was a prelude to the technique itself, which was called Sudden Straight. With the introduction of chakra, his glistening body would move even faster, rushing forward with a strong speed boost intended to crush his target before they could respond. [Sudden Strike]
Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2018 6:30 pm
___Hiroki hauled himself up with little fanfare, following Ayuna without another word. He rolled his shoulders and grabbed a pair of scrolls before plopping down to do something he was loathe to do. Hsing-I Pakua required him to meditated, luckily beginning with rumination on the nature of fire - not terribly hard to grasp after running around with Hikari. [ Fire: Bursting | Rank E for learning ]
Next up was meditating on earth. A glance at the scroll suggested this and its following counterpart, would be the most difficult for Hiroki to manage. Feeling big and strong, solid like a rock? Not really his forte. Hyuga didn't do the whole no selling direct hits thing, and he was a little slight to really grasp the concept of being unmovable. [ Earth: Crossing | Rank E for learning ]
Considering the principals of metal was slightly better for Hiroki than earth, though he was starting to get a bit fidgety by the time he got to it. The sharpness was something he could relate to, imagine with clarity. It was a concept he'd gotten familiar with learning his clan's techniques. Needles were his point of reference, if someone might pardon him the pun in the process. [ Metal: Splitting | Rank E for learning ]
Water, second to last in the line of meditative elements, was by far the easiest for Hiroki. Flowing and shifting, capable of moving quickly and with force, absorbing impact but displacing it instead of holding fast. It reminded him very much of the Gentle Fist style of taijutsu, and he figured he'd probably end up favoring it for pairing with that. A perfect compliment in a lot of ways. [ Water: Drilling | Rank E for learning ]
Wood seemed like an... odd addition for him to be pondering. After all, though he was a tengu technically, the Senju controlled wood and no one else. In this case he just imagined a tree, as it was the scroll's suggestion. All in all he found it odd, a little closer to ruminating on nature in a hippy dippy sort of way that made him curdle a bit. He couldn't stand that stuff, had no interest in being one with nature, but he supposed it'd be worth the displeasure in the end if it helped him fight better. [ Wood: Smothering | Rank E for learning ]
"I'll take a glass of that wine as well, Tatsuya" He said as the door closed behind him, the light of outside fading and allowing his features to be illuminated by the light of the interior room. He smiled at her as he crossed the main area and took a seat next to the Queen of Blades, resting one arm on the table and turning his body away. His hair had grown out substantially since they had last been together. He had also managed to acquire a few tattoos, and more than a few scars. Beyond all that what had changed most had been his eyes. While before they were hard and fierce, now they were soft yet determined. He had transcended. While before he was the wildfire now he was the Sun. As the bottle and two glasses were brought before them, he smiled at Tetsuya and nodded "Pleasure to see you again as well" He said before turning back to Tsuki. He glanced past her to the collection of young shinobi who were milling about, most of them heading into the Dojo "You do seem to attract the extraordinary Tsukina" He said with a grin, taking a sip of his wine.
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Azeiel The Risen
Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2018 6:09 pm
___It was about time Hiroki worked on the rest of his Hyuga techniques, starting with that pesky stance. He slid into it, obviously uncomfortable. And why would he not be? He found it to be strangely off balance for a clan that prided itself on position, but then he supposed that probably lent itself to their typically explosive assaults. [ Palm Stance | Rank X | Simple ]
Time for another stance. It seemed as if these were the only things Hiroki had neglected to train in originally. No matter, it wouldn't slow him down too terribly much. He'd back to proper Tai in no time.[ 1 / 3 ] For now, he settled into the second stance. This one was a bit more comfortable, but also a bit more complex. Overall he was quite pleased with the outcome, or at least as pleased as he could be busying himself with Hyuga crap.[ 2 / 3 ] It wasn't necessarily that he hated the training. In fact, he quite enjoyed that bit or he wouldn't be doing. The idea of rounding out into a proper Hyuga in any way irked him, though. But, at the end of the day, it lined up with more fighting which meant it was on the table.[ 3 / 3 ] [ Trigram Stance | Rank X | Simple ]
The last techniques on Hiroki's plate were one's he'd completely overlooked the first time through. Almost like they'd never been there to begin with. No matter, he'd make short work of them in a dojo.[ 1 / 6 ] This first one, however, would have to be handled via reading. He wasn't the nicest dude around, but the b*****d Hyuga was far from inflicting actual personal harm on his comrades for the purpose of training. If only because Ayuna would whine and Hikari would almost certainly spend half the time saying daddy this, that, and the other.[ 2 / 6 ] In essence it was like a bigger form of the basic gentle fist. You struck at a large hub of activity in the chakra network instead of small ones, shutting everything off for a short time. Against a taijutsu user like himself, it probably wouldn't be as effect.[ 3 / 6 ] Put a ninjutsu user in front of the Hyuga, however, and they could be rendered almost entirely inert. Of course, there was probably more to worry about than just that, if you let someone like Hiroki get too close. It would be a neat, if situational, tool though.[ 4 / 6 ] In essence the tech wasn't significantly different from any other Hyuga attack. Gather the chakra in your hand, and for it into the target. As far as Taijutsu went, with their eyes, it was obscenely simple.[ 5 / 6 ] In this case he'd have to worry a bit about dispersion, but that wasn't a big deal. If you could compress chakra to the size of a needle at the tip of your finger, you could do bigger fairly easily. Only time would tell if he could pull it off in a fight, but the mutt was confident.[ 6 / 6 ] [ Eight Trigrams Tenketsu Strike | Rank B | Complex ]
Eight Trigrams Infinite Strike he could train in person. For real, which was a nice change. It was rather unassuming, but that was deceptive.[ 1 / 5 ] It was the most brutally fast thing he could possibly learn. In essence it turned him into a little assassin. Emphasis on the little, both in a good sense and a bad.[ 2 / 5 ] For now he settled into his stance, carefully selecting his posture. He could really hurt himself if this went wrong. Somehow he didn't think Ayuna would be capable of helping him out of a bind.[ 3 / 5 ] He gathered his energy for a moment, and then he was gone. Across to the other side of the dojo in a flash. So fast he even managed to catch himself off guard.[ 4 / 5 ] He could immediately feel the drain. It was immediate and significant, to the point that he had to plop down and take a breather. Safe to say he'd need to keep that one in his back pocket.[ 5 / 5 ] [ Eight Trigrams Infinite Strike | Rank B | Simple ]
ChigiriSonozaki Genin > Tamer/Bukijutsu > "The Black Rabbit"
The first and most likely place Belamos would be located would be the local barracks were everything he seemed to enjoy might all be wrapped up into one big bundle. Food, women, and training. "I wonder were that sonufabitch is at...", she muttered as the rabbit hopped in beside her and begin to sniff about for Belamos. "You figure you'd find some flames or something as a dead give-away?", she remarked with a sarcastic grin as she strode further into the establishment and began to scan the people there for signs of her sensei. It also made room for Jenna to follow behind. She wasn't quiet about her words, so if Belamos were in ear-shot, he'd have likely heard his student's casual remarks. They obviously weren't malicious, but more or less, playfully cynical.
Jenna had been a loyal companion and an excellent squad-mate thus far. Chigiri had hoped that the two might remain together as more of a permanent unit seeing as she had learned how to coordinate with her use of ink and paper tag techniques as it stood. Jenna also seemed to understand Kuro-bun and anyone that could get along with her rabbit was certainly worth the time of day.
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• Strength ► 4 →→ Xmas 2017 PA, Juggernaut • Speed ► 6 →→ Tamer PA, Hagane no Shunkan [Stage 4], Tame Za Kyokudo [Stage 2], [Advance of Steel] • Reflex ► 2 →→ PA, Tame Za Kyokudo [Stage 2] • Fortitude ► 3, Juggernaut →→ -
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KiIala
Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2018 5:37 pm
A Y U N A 病 I T O Wicked Flight
Ayuna would exhale, allowing the stimulating armor to release itself and take a deep, inward breath before exhaling. In truth, he already had a toned physique, but something about stimulating all of his muscles with that chakra made a few veins appear, some of the tones and cuts in his anatomy even more visible. The small amount of sweat that had accumulated on him did a lot to give him quite the glisten. He turned to Hiroki, proud in a weird way of his friend's progress. "Looking good," he would encourage as he looked to Hikari. "Is anyone hungry?" he would ask, placing a hand on his stomach, accidentally flexing a bicep as he did so.
Ayuna's question grabbed Hikari's attention. She hadn't really felt like training today and the idea of getting something good to eat made her smile. After fleeing Sasagi and marching all the way to Takumi she could definitely go for a bite to eat. "Mmm I could go for some food yeah, hungry enough to eat a horse heh heh."
___"Count me in." Hiroki said as he caught his breath. He'd been putting in the work to make sure they were ready, and, well, it couldn't hurt to actually get some food. Besides, he was interested in what their plans would be moving forwards. Where they'd go, and what they hoped to achieve when they got there. He could think of a worse thing than downing some ramen and game planning their future endeavors.
Things truly were getting busy these days. With the visitors off working up a sweat she had prepared the kitchen for the nightly dinner rush. Of course she had given her word that they would be well fed and she intended to honor that. Though given that not a single one of them looked of ages she would continue to hold the bar off limits for them. Turning her attention to her steak and shrimp ramen she would continue her work on her favorite meal. The sweet taste of the shrimp, mixed with the sharp taste of the garlic and thyme steak made for a wonderful mixture of flavors. Granted she could not cook very well herself, but she could identify flavors like a champion.
Though despite her enjoyment of the flavors in the meal before her, it was interrupted by the return of Belamos. He did look different to be sure but appearances change, people generally do not. With his words on the extraordinary she would smile just a bit,"Its a gift." Brushing her hair she smirked,"What can I say, quality recognizes quality." Returning her attention to her meal with a determination to finish it she would gracefully plop a piece of shrimp and steak into her mouth with a smile.
