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 Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 11:04 am
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Mikoto Suoh
☩•☩•☩ Let the fun and games begin...
...She is spayed and broken in Rank: Genin Bloodline: Kokoro ni yadoru honoo - The Flame That Dwells In The Heart Jutsu Knowledge: Offensive Mastery
XXXXXRolling onto his side lazily, Mikoto opened a single crimson eye, looking around the training ground before focusing his gaze on the Raikage. Apparently there was some ball going on in Iron country that they needed to retrieve tickets to. It sounded like a bunch of needless work that he didn't really feel like dealing with right now. He needed to get more training in alongside maybe some food in his stomach. Not deal with some lame mission that was nothing but a hide and seek game. Sitting up from his laying position on the small bench off to the side, Mikoto cracked his neck loudly, turning his body to sit on the bench normally. Standing up from this sitting position he spoke out, his deep yet lazy voice echoing throughout the Dojo as he spoke to the Raikage. ”I’d prefer not to attend if possible Raikage-dono. Unless required I feel no need to go to a ball, where I will not dance or interact with others.” The calm, lazy tone of his voice matched his lazy, half-lidded eyes.
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Skin is cold and white...
...Such a lovely lonely night
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 12:14 pm
Masoko Nakano
"A power like mine shouldn't be used without restraint..."  Once again, it felt as if silence was threatening to consume him as he stood there bowing in front of the Raikage. Did she even notice him? That was hard to say, considering his attention was towards the ground and not her specifically. But, after what felt like an eternity... she began to speak. Not directly to him, of course... but to all of the Genin spread out among the Training Grounds. Straightening himself back up, Masoko listened as she explained about a ball and how their tickets would be strewn around the village. As he contemplated a bit over this task, he suddenly heard one of the Genin state their declination from this challenge... and then the female he had been helped by a moment ago decided to run off... and then another Genin declined. It seemed that there wasn't much interest for an attendance to a ball, and he couldn't blame them. After all, it wasn't like he had any experience in dancing himself, or experience at a ball in general. However, he decided to give it a chance, for the sole purpose of the Raikage's statement, 'I want everyone in attendance'. And with that, he stood there in silence and waited for her to continue...
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Posted: Wed Jun 19, 2013 2:18 pm
 Ｋｕｒｏｍｉｎｅ Ｈｉｓａｋｉ【 Ｇｅｎｉｎ 】| | 【 Ｋｕｍｏｇａｋｕｒｅ 】 | | 【 Ｎａｒａ】 | | 【 Ｍｏｏｄ:: Ｎｕｌｌ】 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ xxxxxxxxxxxＫuro moved away from the village, heading towards the squad one training grounds. His black cloak concealed, for the most part, both himself, and his strand of weapons at his waist. He moved swiftly from the village as it seemed to disappear in the background. The black veil flowing around his body as he jumped from the peak of one rock to another, landing upon a massive deck before continuing in his pattern of leaping.
Kuromine arrived at the training grounds just in time to hear the Raikage’s announcement. A ball in the land of iron, and a mission? If you can really call looking for scraps of paper a mission. ”It sounds like busy-work to me Raikage-dono.” Kuromine’s soft voice rang out as he slid the door open. Stepping inside, he swiftly moved towards the back of the dojo, his blue eyes flickering between the genin who currently occupied the dojo. As he stepped near the hokage, his voice escaped alongside his breath once more ”If it’s no bother to you, I would prefer to stay behind and train.”
Continuing in his stride, Kuromine spoke up once more, this time his voice rang out a little louder so that the Raikage could still hear him with little to no trouble. ”It’s not that I don’t appreciate the idea, but a dance is simply not very productive in my opinion.” With that, Kuromine reached the young man in the back, he continued past the genin, however his eyes flickered back to him several times, studying not only his posture, but almost everything about him. A strange heat seemed to radiate from the young man, but it was hardly a bother to Kuro. Kuro firmly pressed his right foot to the floor before rotating to face the man once more. ”Well hello there, you are?” His voice was somewhat inquisitive and curious. This genin was unlike the others, he was...strong. Though there may have been a few powerful shinobi in the crowd around the Raikage, the heated aura, and devilish sword at his side made him somewhat different... נ u ᴛ s u . ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ ::
נ u ᴛ s u . ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴋ ::
נ u ᴛ s u . ᴅ ᴇ s c ʀ ι ᴘ. ::
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Posted: Thu Jun 20, 2013 9:49 pm
 ﹁xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx»»» Ģenin: Means I'm on my first step to surpassing those ahead of me
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx╄━Кumogakure: I am taught military strength and diligence. Above all I will protect these ideals.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>>Řanton: I will become the greatest Ranton user in history xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx﹂ Location: ?????? Flavio walked carefully into the training grounds with eyes still looking around for any potential workers from the hot springs. Despite not being very paranoid he still did not want to be banned from one of his favorite spots to go to. Once in, he spotted other fellow shinobi and the Raikage within the same area and tried to listen in a bit as to what they were speaking about. Everything sounded about the same as regular shinobi talk except hearing about how some of them did not want to attend a dance being held. When did this happen? He made his way up towards the lot of them and without directing his question at any one person he asked about what was going on. "What's this about a dance?" A friendly tone left glazed his question as he waited for a response. O.O.C:
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Groganofthewasteland Crew
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 8:15 pm
Raitora Koshi ""Go into battle knowing you will die....and take your opponents with you."  Jounin
Kumogakure's Mountain Gale
Health: Awesome!!!!
Mood: Jubilant!!!!
Thoughts: Uh-oh, Michiko's not happy, better stay out of her way
Chakra: Full tanks baby
(Before he got to the Training Grounds)
First things first before he came to find Michiko....he needed new clothes. And a shower. Because despite what others may think, Raitora prefers to be clean before he goes into a crowded place. The smell of sweat is not the best aromatherapy in the world. After a quick shower, a change of clothes, and grabbing something to eat on the way here to replace the calories he has burned with his training, the Mountain Gale headed towards the training grounds, half expecting it to be in shambles from Michiko trying to get a group of kids to settle down. If there was one thing he knew about his good friend the Raikage, it's the fact she was horrible with kids.
(At the Training Grounds)
When he entered though, he found that the grounds were a bit more crowded and she didn't seem too happy about something. So the muscular Jounin decided to stay back and wait to see what was going on. Like the genin, he was a bit in the dark about what was going on, so rather than muse about it, he just ate his ramen and waited to be acknowledged. The fact that he didn't come in in his usual style: kicking down the door signified he didn't want attention on himself.
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 6:23 am
 Brendon Hyuuga Hyuuga Clan, Side Branch || Kumogakure || Genin
Beginning to feel a little homesick thanks to the quick trip down memory lane he was taking, Brendon soon snapped himself out of his reminiscence and hopes for the future where he and Namine could talk openly and honestly with each other. Maybe the lie was beginning to take its toll on Brendon, he could feel the want to be honest with Lady Namine bubble discreetly under his skin and he knew, Brendon knew, that eventually it would soon boil over and he wouldn’t be able to keep it in anymore. He’d tell her everything, who she was, what she was to both the world and him and eventually he’d ask that the two of them return home to Konoha. It was odd, at this part of his deliberations, he stammered. “Home”. Where was that nowadays? A lump formed in his throat. He just sucked on the bar of his left snake bite piercing and gripped it between his teeth; rolling it in his a sweet hypnotic fashion that seemed to synchronise with his own thoughts. There was nothing he could do about it now, there’d probably be nothing he could ever do about it and that would just be it. That would be the end of it.
It was about then, when everything seemed to be grinding to a halt that Brendon’s cyan hued eyes fell upon Julien; having been kicked by Namine having to regain himself. Brendon tried his best to stifle the laughter that wanted to erupt from his mouth and is only half successful. Making an awkward fart like noise, as he quickly cupped his hand over it. He blushed a little too, embarrassed that he’d made such a fool of himself in front of Namine but still, it was worth it, it was worth seeing Julien doubled over and trying to regain himself. In Brendon’s mind that’s what you got when you underestimated a Hyuuga. And you deserved it to.
But all sorts of exciting things were beginning to happen. The Raikage had returned from her trip in space and was now going on about some sort of mission; a mission, to find ball tickets and then we can go to the ball? Brendon thought to himself. It sounded kind of silly at first even to Brendon but then again, wanting to do something, it seemed like it could be fun. It could be pretty inspirational for the blog too, Brendon couldn’t seem to stir up any creative juices in order to post recently. There wasn’t any major fashion changes, there wasn’t anybody doing anything weird or wonderful; it was just well, people being overly serious and from the replies towards the ball, that wasn’t going to change very soon now was it? Everyone thought it was a waste of time but it couldn’t have been, it couldn’t be. The Kage’s wouldn’t invest their own and their villages time in something that served no purpose. Brendon’s eye looked towards Michiko and towards the others before he just very curtly and honestly said: “We’ve been invited to attend an event that is bringing the world together and you lot think, oh well, it’s useless. Man, that sucks. We finally get to have fun and nobody wants it; I’ll play your game Raikage, why not?”
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2013 6:42 am
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