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 Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 2:08 pm
 Deep underground a dark colosseum awaits those who crave to explore the depths of their power and push the limits of what they can do. Be warned that training can very quickly turn into murder- in fact it is encouraged. One can only train to be a killer if he practices killing after all. Anything else would fall short.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:33 pm
 Shuniji scoffed as he barged into the Sound Village's training arena. It was dark and dingy and smelled like sweat and mold and was way too cold for anyone's liking. It was a wonder he saw a large snake slither along the banister of the stairway to the observance deck.
Not that Shuniji really minded. He liked snakes well enough. He'd decided as a child if he were to be able to summon anything, he'd pick snakes. Because of how cool he'd look with a colorful boa constrictor around his neck.
*cough*
Shuniji broke free of fantasies of his own coolness and surveyed the large room. This was the closest Sound Village got to a central plaza and there was almost always at least one group of people around. To the best of Shuniji's knowledge, that's where rumors came from.
Unfortunately, there weren't really all that many people here today. (Or was it night? No one ever really knew...) Shuniji stood arms akimbo and tilted his head in irritation. The dim, flickering, fluorescent lights overhead cast bizarre shadows across the room and gave Shuniji a twinkling appearance.
Well, there was no harm in asking around. If that didn't work, violence was always a favorable alternative.
Shuniji smirked and walked further into the room.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:46 pm
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
Out of the darkness two small Black Cats seemed to be lurking about in the arena, Hanging around anybody who was simply there to watch people get owned. One of the small cats consisted of Seika. She had used a transformation technique to run around and eavesdrop on peoples conversations. Normally people wouldn't talk when other PEOPLE are around, But cats are just stupid animals, right? Though, anybody that really cared or just the paranoid would find it queer that twin cats are running around in a treacherous area like this.
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:39 pm
Shuniji was about to approach the nearest shinobi, but nearly tripped over a cat that dashed under his feet.
"WHAT THE HELL IS A CA--" he shouted, but cut himself off the second he realized he already knew the answer. He glared daggers at the direction the one cat ran off to, (Not that he could actually see the black hairball in this poor lighting) but continued on anyway. Let Seika collect her little tidbits of information. He could always get it out of her later.
"Heeeeey, buddy~" he drawled as he strolled up to a couple of ninja talking to one another on the sidelines. It looked like they were commenting on the sparring match going on in the center of the arena. Not that Shuniji cared as he cut off the guy making the comment, who in turn glared at him but said nothing more.
The two looked something like your typical thug shinobi, but all the same they had that eerie "Sound" quality to them. One was tall and wearing weird face paint, the other, while shorter, was more muscled and seemed to be wearing bits of armor. With how this village was run, though, they were probably attached. He was the one Shuniji interrupted.
"So I've been hearing things..." Shuniji continued with a rather smarmy tone of voice, but corrected himself when he saw the looks he was getting, "Right. Have either of you heard of a group called 'Wairudokaado'?" he asked, getting straight to the point, "I'm really just curious. Honest. Wouldn't you, I mean? The whole village is run something like an interrogation session for a P.O.W. It's not often we get news of the outside world."
Shuniji was trying very hard to sound like this was a normal conversation. He'd rather just ask these morons and go, but asking direct questions was like asking for help, and that just doesn't fly here.
The bulkier man sneered at Shuniji, who took it in stride and politely smiled back. He ground out a reply of "What's it to ya? Keh. 'T'snuthin' you need ta know."
There was an off-chance this guy didn't actually know anything and was just being vague to mess with Shuniji, but he couldn't take that risk, so he remained quiet. The beginning of a frown twitched at his mouth and his eyes narrowed just a touch.
The man's "friend" on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the conflict and started playing along. "Yeah, it's really none of your business," he chided playfully. The dark paint adorning his face crinkled with his sinister smile, "Nothing you need to worry your pretty, little head with."
Shuniji suppressed a disgusted shiver. His patience had run out and he had neither the time nor the desire to hang around with these... heathens, masquerading as respectable Sound-nin. It made his blood boil.
So he smiled pleasantly at the two "gentlemen" and stated a "proposition".
"If you two do, by some chance, have information pertaining to the Wairudokaado, it's in your best interest to go ahead and tell me what you know now. If you don't and are merely feigning some semblance of brain cells, go ahead and tell me that too so I don't have to waste any more of my precious time trying to converse with a clown and a Neanderthal."
...Well, that at least got a reaction out of the two. They were both openly glaring at him now. The tall one had his teeth clenched and appeared to be trying to kill Shuniji with his mind and the brawny one was on the verge of tearing through his companion to strangle Shuniji.
"'Ow's THIS!" The shorter one shouted--though he seemed to have intended that to be a question, "If ya beat it outta me, maybe I might TELL YOU."
Shuniji would have flinched, but years of living in Sound had prepared him for moments like this. He responded with a well-trained mask of insanity--eyes wide and a grin just wide enough to perturb the faint of heart. Yup, this wasn't the first time Shuniji pissed someone off for the hell of it. He was half hoping it would be the guy with the face paint to challenge him to a fight. He really wanted an excuse to wipe all of that stupid make-up off...
The challenger saw Shuniji's crazed expression and responded with one of his own. In a flash he was halfway to the center of the arena, which had apparently cleared out in preparation for the oncoming fight. Shuniji dashed off after him, by the way this guy was moving, it was any wonder he didn't drag him along with him.
Shuniji chuckled under his breath. Everything was going according to plan. He'd start up a huge fight with these guys, cause a commotion, people would talk about it--ask what started it. The name "Wairudokaado" would surface and information would bubble up. And he got to take center-stage the whole time. He idly wondered how Seika was managing with her "stealth mission" and his chuckle turned very dark.
Shuniji Fuku never did anything half-way.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 12:11 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
perched up on the balcony was Seika. She was still using her transformation jutsu to conceal her identity. This was perfect for her. While shun is fighting people it would make her mission slightly easier. But Seika was too amused to care. She just sat there watching shun. meanwhile Neko was off scouting for any leads on the mission.
it wasn't long until she heard the word. . .''KITTY!!'' before Seika could respond she was taken into some random Kunoichi's arms. It would be fine. . .if she didn't have a death grip on Seika. She struggled for what little air she had. At this rate, she'd loose concentration on her jutsu and turn back to normal. Seika quickly responded by biting her hands. Hard. The girl winced let go of Seika. It wasn't long before she got into a fit of rage and started taking out her weapons to throw at Seika. This wasn't good at all. She quickly took off running, trying to stay out of the enraged Kunoichi's sight.
Seika was running out of time with her jutsu. How was she going to get out of this one? Well, the only thing she could do was turn around and face the girl. As the Kunoichi approached Seika with her weapons held high Seika lunched herself at the girl, transforming back into her normal self. She knocked the Kunoichi on her back, but it looked like she was unconscious as well. With a look of confidence Seika stood up and dusted herself off. She was going to interrogate her unconsciously. But her smile quickly turned into a look of ''Oooh s**t'' when she saw the young Kunoichi's thuggish-like friends heading her direction. They didn't look too happy either.
As they approached, she set her hand on her hip, giving them a bored glance. ''Ah, is this chick your friend? She's rather hot tempered, isn't she?'' Seika said with a smirk. The men didn't like how she was talking to them at all. . .''Ey, Looks like we got ourselves a trouble maker here'' One of them said while cracking his knuckles. ''Oy! She hurt Aiko!'' Another one said with a high-pitched squeak. The men closed in on her with menacing grins. Seika sighed and responded to them by raising her middle finger. ''See this?'' she questioned them with a blank stare. ''This is how many seconds you have to live.'' That gesture made the men enraged. ''Oy little b***h. I'm going to break those fingers off one at a time, Haha!'' Little did they know. . by looking at her finger they'd be in a world of mind ******** href="https://www.gaiaonline.com/gaia/redirect.php?r=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DdknIKvT-JR8" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Seika's main theme
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:05 pm
Shuniji heard the shouts from the upper deck, and against his better judgement, turned his head to look. It was Seika being... Seika. It looked like she was switching into fighting mode. Shuniji knew exactly what that entailed and averted his gaze as fast as he possibly could.
Plus there was also that fist headed in his direction. Yeah.
"I'LL TEACH YA TA IGNORE ME, YA SMARMY f**!" the brutish shinobi bellowed as his fist went sailing over Shuniji, who ducked just in the knick of time. The pieces of metal fused to the man's arm managed to only catch a few loose strands of Shuniji's hair as he swiftly dropped to the ground. Knowing the man was far too sturdy to be brought down by a leg-sweep, he instead launched his whole body at his opponent's shins.
The guy stumbled, but caught himself instantly on his massive arms, which were long enough to make it seem like he hadn't fallen at all. Shuniji ran again to make sure he wouldn't be curb stomped.
Running was uncool, but he wasn't suited for close-combat. Especially against a guy built like a brick wall. A brick wall made of steel...
Shuniji pulled his megaphone from his belt and whipped it around to his mouth, just in time to unintentionally deflect a couple shuriken lobbed in his direction. Damn, this guy hadn't looked like the type to rely on tools. Shuniji was preoccupied with the chip in his megaphone's paint, uh, the battle. Right. The battle.
"YOU'RE PAYING FOR THIS, Y'KNOW THAT! RIGHT!?" Shuniji bellowed through the voice amplifier. Anyone who hadn't been paying attention to the scuffle had looked over now.
"SOUND STYLE: SLICING SOUND WAVE JUTSU!!" and like that, a burst of noise shot out from Shuniji to the other ninja. The force crackled against the concrete floor, adding another scar to the many that decorated the arena.
The man didn't move out of the way fast enough and took the brunt of the attack, absorbing most of the damage with his arms that blocked his face. Shuniji smiled slightly, but it disappeared as soon as it came.
His opponent was almost completely unscathed. Again. It figured as much, though. Slicing Sound Wave was almost an academy-level jutsu here. Everyone knew it and it made sense this guy would have a tolerance. Shuniji cursed under his breath. Anyone who had bothered to pay attention turned back to their conversations.
Shuniji's eyes widened at the sudden lack of interest. 'How dare they. HOW DARE THEY.' Tangled hair from the previous retreat fell across Shuniji's enraged expression and his breathing was much heavier than before. This. Would. Not. Do.
"RRAAAAAAAH!" Shuniji's thoughts were interrupted by a sharp blast to his side that sent him flying into a wall. The platform Seika and the others were standing on quaked slightly. It had felt like he'd been thrown by a hurricane, but it was just this guy's fist.
'G-Guy must be on steroids...' Shuniji half-heartedly joked to himself as he choked and gasped for the breath that was forced out of him. Then another thought struck him. This guy probably was on something, courtesy of the Otogakure medical facility. It was funny how strengths could also double as weaknesses...
No time to finish that thought. It looked like this guy was preparing to send Shuniji clear into the next room, if not the next life with another running punch. The armored brute was closing in, but the megaphone was closer. In a flash, Shuniji and the enemy were face to face, the megaphone sandwiched in between.
"AGAIN!" Shuniji screamed. A second blast of sound hit the guy in the face and he toppled back a few steps. He was still conscious though--quite the feat at such close range. Shuniji hastily followed up his exclamation with harsh whispering. He couldn't keep this pace up for long.
He was speaking, mouth pressed up against his weapon, quietly, but the exact words were muffled by the proximity and the echoes being thrown about the room by the device. In fact, the echoes seemed to fly all around the arena and converge back around the fighting duo.
"Screaming Propoganda..."
The ironic, whispery tone of voice flowed unnoticed into the string of words Shuniji was spilling into his megaphone. They ran like water through the air, and it seemed from the typical viewer's perspective that things had finally calmed down. In fact, the larger man had even stopped attacking.
Upon closer inspection, the man was standing mouth agape, eyes wide and dilated in an expression of blind, paralyzed terror. He was caught in Shuniji's genjutsu--the chakra molded from the words he hissed into his megaphone from his place slumped against the wall.
Shuniji was a pretty bright kid; always been fairly observant. Considering his parents' place in the Sound Village as "doctors", he knew at an early age what went on in the confines of the medical wing. He'd never been a participant in the physical experiments before--the removal and addition of limbs and organs--not like his buddy over there with the armored limbs and souped-up physique.
But Shuniji had a pretty accurate idea of what it must be like.
//"Hold sssssssstill now... Thissssss will only hurt a bit... Hehehe..."//
Shuniji's opponent screamed bloody murder.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 5:06 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .
Warning~ Vulgar language!
╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗ It wasn't long before the lead sound thug wrapped his hand around Seika's neck. He raised his other hand; that seemed to have some nice looking sharp knuckles attached. ''Any last words, Maggot?'' He said, grinning maniacally as his fist tightened. Seika met his gaze and let out a small giggle. ''Snake~'' she jeered with a smile. The thug blinked for a couple seconds trying to process her random choice of words. ''What the ******** are you talking ab- HOLY MOTHER ********> The lead thug jolted back, falling on his a**. Seika was released. His pair of knuckles turned into a snake coiled tightly around his fingers. The two of his followers looked frightened and confused, making a quick decision to turn and run. ''Not so fast!'' Seika snapped, stomping her foot firmly on the ground. As she did, the men lost their footing, tripping over each-other. The cause of it was actually Shun being ''one with the wall'' Either way the effect worked perfectly in Seika's favor. She'd have to thank shun for his gracefulness later. But that shake was just enough to return Aiko; their female buddy. From her unconscious state. Of course Seika didn't notice.
She just approached the lead thug casually. The snake was fully lodged in his eye. . ''Y-you b***h!'' he bellowed clawing desperately at his eye, trying to get it away from his face.
Seika knelt over, roughly grabbing the thugs hair. ''Shut up'' she ordered with a sneer. ''I'm feeling good today so, I'll make you and your friends a little deal. If you tell me what this so called 'Wairudokaado' is. I'll forgive your insolence, Savy?''
The thug glanced up at her with a enraged look. ''Why don't you go piss off and die!'' he snapped at her, spitting in her face. Seika's blank expression didn't change. She simply sighed in disappointment, wiping his disgusting spit off her cheek. ''How boring'' she said flatly, releasing her grip on his hair. Seika leaned in closer to the thug's ear whispering. ''Your impudence will cost you an eye. . '' The man's eyes widened. ''Wh-what the hell are you-'' Before he could finish his sentence Seika snapped her fingers, breaking him from the Genjutsu. Suddenly the man found himself back down to earth. But there was a searing pain in his left eye. In the attempt to kill the snake that launched itself at his face. . he had mutilated his eye with his real weapon in the process. The man let out a ear-splitting scream
Seika stood up as he did and quickly, with all her physical strength, Pushed him off the balcony. She leaned over the bars as he fell to the cold hard ground. You could hear a small cracking noise that was his head being either jogged or just split open. . . Seika could hear the results of shun's Genjutsu. . .Looks like he was finishing up already.
She then turned her gaze over to the terrified follower. It seemed the other one had gotten away. But because of that shake shun caused The ninja seemed to have sprained his ankle. Though. . .this one looked like the runt of the group. He'd probably be the one to leak any information. she thought to herself. With a smile, Seika made her way over to him. The runt flinched as he saw Seika smile. ''H-HEY NONO! DON'T GET ANY CLOSER, PLEASE!'' He pleaded, trying to drag himself away.
Seika didn't notice but Aiko seemed to have disappeared from the spot she had been in.
As Seika approached the yelping runt she knelt over beside him, giving him a unusually kind smile. ''I take it you heard what i said to your leader there, right? About our little deal?'' she said condescendingly and placed her hand gently on his cheek. Even if her genjutsu was no longer active she still had a few tricks up her sleeve. ''If you value your life, you'll tell me everything you know about it.'' She said darkly as she began to rake her nails across his cheek.
The runt let out a pitiful cry in pain, He quickly gripped Seika's wrist with a panicked look in his eyes. ''S-STOP I'LL TELL YOU! It's. . .it's a-'' He suddenly paused and grinned, making the blood seep out of the scratch marks on his cheek. He gripped her wrist tighter, pulling her dangerously close to him. He uttered one whisper in her ear. ''Die. . '' Confused by what he meant, she turned around to see Aiko behind her with a windmill shuriken, raised and about to launch at her. s**t! The runt set her up!. If she didn't move immediately there was going to be a possible beheading! But she couldn't the runt had a strong grip on her wrists. Oh man! I'm ********! Seika braced herself.
Just as Aiko launched her shuriken at Seika Neko pounced on her head, scratching at the girls face. The shuriken misfired and just Grazed the side of her chest leaving a medium sized gash. Seika winced and quickly launched her shoe into the girl's shin causing her to become unbalanced and fall off the balcony along with her dear friend. ''NEKONEKO-CHA!'' Seika screamed after her Cat. She could hear a loud ''THUNK'' as she presumed that was them hitting the ground. . . .God she hoped shun was not getting toppled over by those raining body's. . .that was the second one so far. She'd hate to hear him b***h about it messing up his hair.
The runt started cackling after the loss of Seika's friend. ''HAHAHA! THAT'S ******** PERFECT!'' he jeered, tears of joy rained from his eyes. This runt. . was already ******** up in the head before Seika got here. . she scowled, ripping one of her hands free from his grasp and viciously jabbed both fingers in his eye sockets. The Runt let out a cry in agony and released Seika. There was a high change Neko was still alive. . .After all most cat's land on their feet.
She stood up and tightly gripped the side of her chest. Blood dripped down her stomache from the wound. ******** that hurt. . Setting the pain aside, she once again approached the Runt and kicked him. Hard. In the side until he curled up in a ball, Letting out his small cries of help. Most of the other shinobi were too distracted with what shun was doing to care. The ones few that were watching. Just turned away, Not wanting anything to do with them. Anybody the cried for help deserved to die. Of course. . she wasn't finished with him, she was going to interrogate the crap out of this guy.
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 10:01 am
The large ninja Shuniji was torturing continued to scream long after the genjutsu was released. Shuniji stared in bewilderment at the scene as a guy was nearly tossed onto his guy. The blonde was slightly thankful his opponent had punched him under the observation deck, lest he be pelted by falling bodies.
Yeah, Shuniji was pretty proud of the pained screams his victim kept shrieking. That is, he was until the guy passed out. Shuniji's proud smirk faltered. He'd forgotten he'd needed that ninja to be conscious for interrogation. Oops.
He heard screaming from up above. He figured Seika was doing just as well, which made him feel a little better--
KA-WUMPF
Another body fell just a couple feet in front of him. This was an unconscious girl with a terrified cat attached to her face. Ooh, it was hanging on for dear life. Shuniji flinched inwardly. That wouldn't be pretty later. At least the fall had knocked her out...
Shuniji heard more cries of pain. He hoped Seika wasn't gouging people's eyes out again. Those were expensive to replace.
Replace! Right--s**t. That reminded Shuniji he was in a competition he didn't want to lose. His gray eyes darted from his unconscious sparring partner (what a waste of time) to his taller companion. Good, he looked pretty unnerved, either from the state of his buddy or the bodies raining down from above. Either way, it worked out in Shuniji's favor.
He quickly got to his feet (ergh—too quickly) and sped over to the shinobi before anyone else got a hold of the guy. Shuniji didn’t know if anyone else was sent to find information on Wairudokaado (though there probably was) but he knew weakness was exploited as quickly as it was sighted in Sound Village. It didn’t matter what it was for.
The guy almost flinched as Shuniji ran up to him—yup, he was scared. Shuniji tried to look as intimidating as possible, granted the man he was talking to was more than a head taller than him, but Shuniji could be scary when he wanted to be.
The flickering lights caused Shuniji’s hair to sparkle again. …Maybe he should retry the genjutsu.
The man’s heavily painted eyes were shifting around in search of an exit again. Shuniji noticed this and abruptly yelled at him, “Do you know anything about Wairudokaado or not!?”
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 4:19 pm
&feature Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .Warning! Vulgar language. ╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
After a few moments of beating the crap out of the Runt, she finally stopped when he started puking blood. Seika tilted her head and knelt down beside his curled fetal positioned body. She wrapped her arms around her knee's and smiled. ''So, are you going to tell me the information i require?''
When the guy finished puking blood all over the place he responded to her by flipping her off. ''I ain't telling you s**t, At this point i got nothing to lose!'' He had a crazed look in his eyes. Seika knew this guy was far from gone. But it wouldn't stop her from ruining his life mentally.
''Is that so? What a waste.'' she sighed, giving him a unamused stare. This guy didn't look like he was going to spill it. . .Seika lightly pressed two fingers against his shoulder. The man flinched as she did. ''When you wake up, Your going to wish you had died.'' she said with a unnervingly calm gaze. Of course the man could no longer see anything, But he assumed whatever she was doing. . might kill him. Suddenly. . he felt tired. . really. . .really tired. A few more moments passed and he was out like a light.
She lightly sighed and turned her gaze to the run'ts friend who seemed to have returned just in time to see her putting him to sleep. By the furious look on his face she assumed they were close. ''W-what have you done to him?!'' He shouted at her, sliding out what looked like sen-bon needles. Though, by the looks of it. . he was a medic nin. Seika smiled politely. ''Oh my. . so you decided not to be a p***y and come back for your friends right?'' Her words rubbed him the wrong way, ''Why you son of a-'' he was cut off by Seika ''If you want me to spare his life. . .You better tell me what this so called Wairudokaado is'' she said bluntly.
The man stood motionless for a second. Then lowered his needles. He had no choice. ''Fine, what do you want to know?'' he asked with a grimace.
Seika let a smile escape her lips. ''You have ten seconds to tell me or else. . '' She took hold of the uncontious runt's hand, with her other hand she grabbed one of the fingers and pushed it backwards in a way it wasn't supposed to bend until a loud cracking noise came from it. ''One'' she said flatly.
''What the ********! I thought we had a deal! I ALREADY ASKED YOU WHAT YOU WANTED TO KNOW!'' the young man whined, his face was full of dread and worry for his incapacitated partner. Seika sighed, rolling her eyes. ''Yeah, but you didn't answer my first question. . .Strike two.'' She smiled, Breaking the runt's second finger.
''Strike three. . '' -Crack-
''. . .Four, Another one bites the dust~'' -Crack-
''No! Please! Okay. . i'll tell you. .''
''Oh? Finally going to tell me something useful?''
''Yeah. . it's called Wairudokaado.''
''. . . .Five'' -Crack-
''Oh, we are! Six. . .'' -Crack-
''. . . .What do you want from us?''
''That's a rhetorical question. Seven.'' -Crack-
''I don't ******** know anything! Why are you doing this to him!? Just kill me inste-
''Look'' She interrupted ''If you want to save your partner before i destroy him i'd suggest you play by my rules. . .Eight.'' She was left with two more fingers. The poor guy looked like he was about to explode with rage, But this didn't worry Seika one bit.
''I. . .well. . .it's a group.'' He sighed, trying to remain as humanly calm as possible. ''And. . ?'' Seika questioned him, urging him to continue. ''That's all i know.'' he said stiffly, scuffing his foot on the ground. Seika wasn't very satisfied with that answer. ''. . .Nine. You know i'm running out of fingers here, I'll have to start on his toes pretty soon here.'' she sighed.
''Okay! I'll tell you. . but please just leave my brother alone. . '' he cried, taking a few steps closer Seika. She watched his movements carefully. When he got only five feet away from her he paused and continued with what he was going to say. ''It's a group. . I don't know much about it. But if you want any better leads you'll have to try the Rice fields.'' He said cautiously. Seika and him were at a standstill, both of them kept their eyes locked on each other. ''Alright then, Thank you for your co-operation. . .Ten'' the sound of the runt's last finger getting snapped in half seemed to be the loudest of them all. . .''NO! Why the ******** did you do that?! I told you ALL i know!!'' He screamed at her with his fists tightly clenched. Seika calmly stood up, facing him with a blank expression on her face. ''Strike ten was for being a horrible brother.'' She replied, setting her hand on her hip. Enraged, the man tackled her to the ground with full force. Luckily Seika was able to grasp one of his hands, But the man pulled out a couple of Sen-bon with his free hand and managed to stab her in the shoulder. Seika winced and shot her hand out, grabbing his shoulder tightly. she released his other hand and quickly made a few hand sign's. Suddenly the man stopped what he was doing. He almost looked like he was in a daze of some sort. A few more seconds passed and his body went limp , He was out like a light. Seika shoved him off her and quickly stood back up. She winced a bit at her wounds and slowly inched over to the runt. Even after that she STILL wasn't finished with them.
Lullaby
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 11:15 pm
 People melting tend to attract attention. A lot of people melting tend to attract even more attention, be it the sort you want or otherwise.
If that is the case then attention abounded upon the entrance of the stranger wearing a gasmask. The older ninja seemed to demand some respect among a few of the belligerent fools gathered, quite possibly out of fear- as he walked unheeded by the solid nature of the human body through the crowd. Those who failed to move aside seemed to evaporate in quite possibly the most guttural display of dismemberment one could imagine.
"I believe... that is enough..." Came the muffled voice of the masked figure when he had traveled sufficiently to be seen by all. He had walked rather slowly in the general direction of the screams of Seika's victims and his rather dusty, opaque lenses could quite possibly be fixated on her- his head certainly was looking in her direction, she WAS the center of a good deal of attention herself, and what he did say could be interpreted as directed at her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 11:54 pm
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗ Just as Seika got to the Runt's body she heard a mans muffled voice. She quickly turned her gaze to him. Was he talking to her?. . .Well he was in her general direction. . .So she assumed he was. Seika straightened her posture as much as she could. Was he another one of their friends?. . .No. That can't be right. This guy was different though. Seika took a few steps back away from the unconscious body. She kept her eyes locked on the man. . something about him made her feel uncomfortable. ''Who are you?'' she asked calmly, giving him a questionable look. Was she right to question him? That thought nagged at the back of her head. It was always good to be cautious. . ╚══════════♫♪♫♪══════════╝
. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 12:48 am
The gentleman in the gas-mask grabbed the face of a onlooker quite violently without so much as turning to look at his. The instant the man's skin contacted the gloved hand of the gas-mask wearing ninja, it started to be eaten away rather aggressively by an unknown element.
In a dozen seconds the gruesome display was over and the man was nothing shy of a puddle of fizzling biomass on the ground.
He supposed that this was introduction enough. The point was illustrated that he was not to be trifled with.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 1:47 am
Mosτ εvεяγoиε's mαd нεяε. . .╔══════════♪♫♪♫══════════╗
Seika's eyes widened at the mans display, flinching at the site of the human puddle. Well now. . if that isn't a walking ******** you, I don't know what is. She thought to herself. It was obvious this man meant serious business, But why was he here? It was clear that his ability's surpassed everybody that's in here. Seika crossed her arms around her chest, showing that she had no intention of attacking or messing with him. Seika winced a bit as she did. She had forgotten about that gash she had gotten. She'd run away. . .if he wasn't in the direction of the exit.
Seika was trying to look for something to say without being offensive. Choosing her words carefully. . .''If i may ask. . .Why are you here? .'' That. . .question failed as well. She kept her eyes on the Man, watching his movements carefully. After seeing that puddle of. . .human leftovers, she felt very paranoid. This was one of those times. . she could use Shun's social skills.
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. . .γou maγ нαvε иoτιcεd τнατ
ι'm иoτ αℓℓ τнεяε mγsεℓғ.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 6:44 am
Shuniji was in the process of yanking his (next) opponent down to his eye-level when the stranger walked in. He stopped talking immediately, but didn't bother moving, or letting go of the taller man who was being pulled into a really awkward position.
He saw the weirdo stranger approach Seika who seemed to be busy torturing someone else. Shuniji hadn't exactly been paying attention to the screaming. He had his own problems.
Huh. It seemed this guy (for whom Shuniji's lack of knowledge was an endless supply of irritation) was talking to Seika about something Shuniji strained to hear.
This guy should be talking to him. Shuniji thought bitterly, realizing he'd been put on the back-burner. But then he saw the man melt another guy's face off in front of Seika and decided he was okay standing on the sidelines for now.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 8:07 pm
"Wairudokaado... intelligence...mission...?" Asked the man wearing the attire of a a Jounin of the Sound village- taking heavy breaths in-between his words. The voice probably belong to a man in his late 30s, but it was impossible to tell with the amount of muffled distortion the gasmask provided. He was obvious interested in whatever she was trying to recover- but for what reason?
(When he talks think the Pyro from Team Fortress 2 but a little more clear...)
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