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Naked feet sunk into the soft earth, weakened by the mid day's rain fall the toes of the girl could squirm in the mud and clay as she dug deeper into the muck. The mud was cool and wet, relaxing in comparison to the beating sun that rose high above the forest roof. A relieve to be out of the sun, Akira sat in the shade of the giant leaves, keeping herself out of the direct sun and out of the heat.
Rolling her shoulders back, she slipped the heavy backpack off her shoulders and gave her arms and needed stretch.
It felt nice to get the weight off her back, the increased gravity making the load she carried a great deal for tiring then it should have been. A 50 or so pound bag doubling its weight insured the back pack was something the her body would have a struggle lifting. Naoko Akira was simply not accustom to the continuous, unavoidable weight the gravity put on her body. Unlike the training weights that she strapped to her limbs while practicing CQC and taijustsu, this weight was constant,...unavoidable. Speaking of training, today was supposed to be her final exam, a training exercise to see what she had learned over the past year. But here she was in the middle of nowhere, carrying a 100 pound pack through uneven terrain, she huffed and puffed out her cheeks as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Stupid old, man" she muttered as she wiggled her toes in the mud.

Cade's adopted Daughter, Naoko Akira was both trained and equipped by the members of First Cell. Top of the line, custom tailored clothing to the girl's choosing. Jounin inspired garbs with the gloves and shoes removed to completely allow freedom of movement for finger and toes. She had long black hair, but it was tied back in a tight bun, leaving only a selected strains of hair to fall over her face. Her eyes were a deep purple, but vibrant with life and energy, following them to shine even within the darkness of the shadows she concealed herself in.
Raising her hand, she brushed the few black hairs away from her face, slipping them behind her ear as she peered out into the brightly lit forest. Withdrawing her feet from the mud, she stepped out into the day light with curiosity in her eyes. It's like i'm being watched she shivered at the thought, Creepy pervs. She thought to herself as her hand slipped into the pouch resting at her hip, drawing out four shuriken.

The Adept of the Longwei Style


A soft whistling in the air would alert the trained senses to the weapon, kunai, knife, dart or arrow, such a was unclear as it came from the blind spot of the female. All the same though, she didn't need to worry about the projectile that was going to miss it mark buy several inches. You see, judging a person's height from a great distance was never easy, so one had to pressure and judge off the information they could reasonably expect to be true. Problem was with the hot sun beating down upon the forest, heat waves rose up distorting the way light traveled through the air and making is nearly impossible to see the truth about Naoko Akira. She was short, very short..maybe 40 inches tall, the average height for a girl maybe 5 years of age.


Purple eyes examined the weapon, following its line of travel till the eyes fell upon the man in the trees, the girl squishing awkwardly as she realized this man had been following her, "stalker" she her eyes looking from side and side. Creepy, pervs, i don't want to deal with this, she stopped mid thought, what is this is part of the training? to beat up some pervy stalker guy? that must be it!. The girl extended her left hand forward, curling the fingers back into a tight fist before allowing the middle finger to raise slowly on it own. "Hey ******** head, i hope your ready to die" she called out, the adrenaline in her blood pumping through her system.

Tossing the skurikens to the forest floor she ran toward to the tree in which the man was in and slammed her fist into the trunk of the tree. The core of tree shattered and splintered wood blew out of the other side before the tree tilted and collapsed with the creepy perv still up in the branches. Drawing her fist back, her purple eyes scanned the heights waiting for his move. Her hands falling into defensive position, slowly moving through the air ever so slightly. "Oh no, did you fall down and go boom?" Akira giggled before stuck out her tongue.


--Briefing-- Akira Naoko, 7 years of age, under tall, raised within the walls of D.R.G organizations and 1st Cells bases, she is highly educated beyond her years. Yet despite her intellect and physical abilities, still thinks like a child.

The girl's hands moves gently through the air, traveling through the breeze as it slipped and weaved through the trees. The free strands of her black hair moving with the winds which came eastward, a perfect wind for the current positioning.

The wind altered their flow, a slight change of direction and sent the winds into a spiral so faint the body wouldn't catch the alteration. The air currently within the forest would appear to stop for a moment as a vacuum effect forged a tunnel of wind, forging the road of wings. An act of wind manipulation that reduce resistance against a single person's motions while applying addition to the others. In this case, the wind would tight into restrict the man while leave Akira to move as she pleased.

The girl was naturally flash, but within the tunnel Naoko Akira's speed tripled is natural state making her actions a blur in which a simple blink would make one believe she had teleported. Using this method of speed Naoko would almost appear at the shorter figure's side, her hands still in motion. Within the tunnel of wind however, light reflected on particles in a different way, images blurring and even showing up as multiples. Eyes not used to this would no be able to tell which of the multiple strike Akira appeared to be throwing where real. In truth she only went for one strike, her other hand moving through the air and directing wind in front of her body as the left fist aimed to strike the chin. A uppercut was a devastating strike but Akira wasn't a "normal" human being, and her physical strength within the tunnel would easily allow her strike to throw a small bodied man into the air. Once off his feet, her hand coming back together as if to form hand-signs before bring her hands out before her body and redirecting the wind tunnel into the man body. Slight alteration were made however, instead of the tunnel restricting movement, the man got the benefits of a friction free travel, but the current within the tunnel would make sure he went one direction. Much like a bullet being shot from a rifled barrel the girl would send the man spinning like a rapid projectile into the thick forest trees.

"Next time, bring more bad guys"

A waste of effort to make a strike if on is careless with their aim the girl said with a smile even when her eyes caught the light reflecting off the surface of the blade far to late to dodge. The short sword's edge sliding across the Jounin style armored vest, splitting soft fabric and cushioning before meeting the kevlar inner layers supported additionally my a unrecognizable metal that the cut such as that would not even scratch.
Akira spun around, the damages of her vest revealing a mistake over her overconfidence but leaving her unharmed as the impish creature retreated to put distance between. Unknown to the impish creature, he had made the gravest mistake yet, he had damaged Akira's vest. Something giving to her as a gift, and a favor accessory of hers.
Naoko's teeth clenched and the purple irises began to rotate as her pupils expanded. Her palms moving through the air slowly, directing the current of air around her. The technique being deployed as a Taijutsu, or CQC style not used by man, but the Kongs.The Ironwood style, the Guiding Fist, a non magical style that manipulated the wind through body movements so bizarre that the normal human mind could not register all the actions being performed. This was the reason fighters of this style appeared to cast the illusion of having multiple arms and hands.
Naoko Akira's hands moved with trailing after images that soon began to move separating then her what the eye would believe were her actual hands. Multiple actions and gesture being performed simultaneously as the winds unraveled like lines of yarn and traveling out in multiple direction, twisting and swirling through the trees.

Road of wings

Naoko Akira cut the distance between the two with a flurry and quick steps supported by the tunnel of wind that made her actions blur into a mess of color. A direct approached from the front, she dove her palm forward aiming for the core of the imp's body, striking his guard directly with her inhuman strength that would lead to the man soaring backwards into the trunk of a tree. Or so one would have expected, the truth was whether or not the strike landed, The imp man would be thrust forward, unless he could have caught the secondary attack, but unless the man had eyes on the back of his head it would have been very hard to see the two girls. A double image of Naoko Akira, one attacking from the blind spot, and one attacking directly from the front. Both moving in perfect time, identical in nearly every way, one the distraction for the others strike, but how would anyone tell the difference.

If struck in the back, the imp's body would be momentarily unable to move as the strike to the spine would disable the nerves for a fraction of a second, but it would be enough time to spell trouble. Working within the time frame, the girl would use the same wind road technique to catch her propelled target, grabbing him by the collar of his brown clothes and pulling him back. The target would still carry forward momentum however which would cause his feet to continue forward, bringing his body to a completely horizontal state as if a magical was using a levitation trick. Still withing the frame of being paralyzed, the free hand of the girl adjusted the wind current towards her palm, and drilled it into the core of the man as the numbing effect of the nerves came to an end.
The earth would crack and give way to a crater from the power the girl put into the strike alone, causing a explosive wave of outward force that would send the leaves that had fallen to the forest floor to rise into the air.