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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:03 pm
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Leaping through the branches in the tree, Rogue slowly looks over each and every one of the branches, there must be a fruit or something along the line here. The noticeable yet faint pushes of Ki in the area around him brought his attention to them all. More people were approaching? This was not good at all, and was certainly something he needed to take care of before there were too many people here searching for the same thing he was. Turning a full one hundred and eighty degrees on a branch high above the ground, he turns his attention to the area around him. Noticing two things in particular. One was that there was an almost blob like figure heading this way, and the other was the noticeable bounding of another shinobi heading towards the tree as well. Deciding upon a frame of action, Rogue casually flicks three kunai into his hand, and then pulls his entire arm back, before entering a ninty degree spin causing his arm to snap and send that full force into the kunai. With ease the three kunai would sail forwards aiming to either implant themselves into the shinobi, or to strike the ground should they take notice or stop moving prematurely. Only the noticeable glint of the blades sailing through the air would be how these weapons would be noticed as they came flying high above in the tree. Smirking slightly, Rogue moved forwards to the edge of the branch and watched downwards. The male he attacked ever present in his gaze as he watches for the intended impact of his weapons. With the black water mist flowing itself all around the tree, getting too close would be very hazardous to most people. He was literally forcing them to keep their distance with this sinister watery substance. For even a single breath of the liquid would cause it's brainwashing effects to take hold, sending their alignment sailing to pure evil and pushing them into a vamperic like state as well as causing them to want to grant their full admiration and worship upon Rogue himself.
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:25 pm
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"Guess the warning throw wasn't good enough for him..." Rogue thinks as he casually grabs a branch above him and sweeps himself around the tree. As soon as his new opponent would be losing sight of Rogue, he would instantly be upon his opponent. Using the Instant Assassination technique, a single blade flicking out from it's hidden point at his wrist, the hidden blade would smoothly slide into the back of his opponent just barely missing their spine by only a couple of centimeters. Grinning, he would twist the blade and yank it out, the weapon flicking back into it's holdings upon his wrist as he uses his other hand to hold the male up. "Don't you worry.. You're not dead, just disposed of is all." Rogue says with a slow nod of his head, his odd eyes casually looking over the male's body, before he would release them and move backwards and away from them. They were awfully weak, perhaps having been someone who had just moved out of the academy? Either way, they were shinobi, so they should have been trained for this sort of thing. Maybe if they played dead and attempted to tend to their wound, they would last long enough for someone else to save them?
Techniques Instant Assassination Description: A technique that can only be used by Rogue when his opponent does not know his current location. This technique allows for him to instantly move from where he is hidden, to directly near his opponent. Normally done by attacking the opponent from behind, but not necessarily. What this technique does, is allow for him to immediately strike the opponent with a knife or other blade, whether or not they have a way to dodge. This can only be done, if the combination of his strength and speed is equal to or greater then the defense of the opponent. If the strength and speed are greater, then the attacking blade is capable of causing a mortal wound upon the opponent, though it cannot instantly kill the opponent. If it is not, then the weapon's strike will miss, and leave Rogue susceptible to a counter strike. Activation Cost: Strength+Speed x 1/2 = Cost
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 8:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 10:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 4:16 am
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Drago_the_Blackrose Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 7:45 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 11:35 am
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With his movement through the trees, Rogue casually would bring his eyes upon one lone piece of fruit. What seemed to be the only piece of fruit among the entire location of the tree. Grinning he leaps the few branches that were between him and the odd fruit that was upon this tree. Landing on the branch, he reaches a claw like black scaled hand forwards and grabs hold of the fruit, snapping it free from the tree and bringing it forwards to look at it more closely. Chuckling he draws forward a scroll from behind his back, he flicks it open and allows the symbol upon it to actually appear to absorb the fruit forwards and into the scroll itself, once this peculiar object was sealed away. It would allow for him to move away from the tree and take the time to look it over himself. Smiling almost from ear to ear, Rogue then leaps forwards and off of the tree's center branches. Sailing through the air and grabbing onto branches or leaping off others in order to slow his fall. When he finally neared a building, he would then push off the final branch, spinning forwards in the air and then landing in a smooth and graceful crouch upon the building top. The very speed and agility he used to move down this tree so quickly, causing some small cracks to form around where his feet struck the rooftop. Looking down with a slightly raised eyebrow, he soon rises to his feet and slips the scroll he had been holding back into it's holder. His gaze slowly sweeping around the area from one side to the other, watching to see what was going on now. The black water mist he had been using around the tree, slowly retracting itself to become a minimal haze about ten feet in all directions around him, only enough to darken and screw with the light that reflected through it. Not enough to actually obscure his form too much.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 3:19 pm
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