Ayame Hyuuga
Academy Student
Hinata, she is missunderstood. Maybe it's cuz she likes to headbut.
Posts: 40
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Post by Ayame Hyuuga on May 5, 2007 17:15:03 GMT -5
"Mine is Ayame Hyuuga." she smiled "Maybe I'll make some friends faster than I thought after all."[/color] she thought to herself. She reached out her hand and shook Minako's hand.
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Post by tenten on May 6, 2007 18:38:29 GMT -5
Minako smiled, "Nice to meet you Ayame," She said shaking the Hyuuga's hand, "So what are you doing wandering around? Don't you have a team?" She asked inquisitively.
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Ayame Hyuuga
Academy Student
Hinata, she is missunderstood. Maybe it's cuz she likes to headbut.
Posts: 40
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Post by Ayame Hyuuga on May 8, 2007 17:53:34 GMT -5
"I usually spend most of my free time in the forest, that's where I just was." she said then looked down at the ground and said "But I'm not in a team yet."
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Post by Rokubi on May 8, 2007 19:50:10 GMT -5
As the sun set over the sky of Konoha's southern gate, which nestled in between the Land of Fire and the Land of Tea, as the morning grew closer to an end, a man could be seen making his way toward the gates. The figure preluded from the setting sun, it was a fine time of day when everyone was wrapping up their businesses and going into their houses for the night. This man was none other than Takeda, Shingen, his red kimono fluttering in the breeze and his footsteps silent but still. He made his way into the gate where two konoha sentry-men watched over to make sure only authorized personnel could enter, the held spears in their hands and motioned to stop the coming intruder from proceeding any further into the village. Takeda's body was soaked with the many droplets of pure water from the rainfall that had preceded this day, it dripped off of his hair, nose, and mouth and fell to the ground creating a small drop sound that only those with the most acute hearing could sense. The sentries immediately noticed that this man was the wanted outlaw shinobi, Takeda Shingen, and proceeded to take action against him. They thrust their spears into Shingen's sides only to be halted by a cold presence, the water on Takeda's body had been frozen into ice and now the spear's edges were encased in it and attached to the shinobi's side. Before the guards could scream for help the ice traveled up the spears and immediately froze their hands to the wooden ends, the severe cold of the ice made them scream with pain as they experienced a painful case of frostbite, so bad that if medical attention was not initiated quickly they would have to lose the hands. As the men fell to their knees and writhed in pain, cursing and screaming at Shingen, he kept his steady pace into the village, not running even though the ANBU squads would be there soon enough. He welcomed the challenge, he was here to see someone, for he had business with the Sojiro clan, and he wasn't leaving until he obtained what he came for.
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Post by tenten on May 9, 2007 18:57:54 GMT -5
Minako shrugged, "Don't worry just give it time, it's not always easy to find jounin who are free to teach, and sometimes it's even harder to formulate teams." Minako smiled, Looks like I've made a new friend! Minako smiled gleefully. Her only true friends were Kazuma, Lee, her two senseis Kaji and Anko (if you consider it a friend relationship)....and Jion. A look of worry crossed her face. Jion... her old teammate, he'd disappeared quite a while ago, teams had searched for him and never found him. I hope he is okay,
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Ayame Hyuuga
Academy Student
Hinata, she is missunderstood. Maybe it's cuz she likes to headbut.
Posts: 40
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Post by Ayame Hyuuga on May 9, 2007 19:11:59 GMT -5
Ayame smiled but then she saw the worried look on Minako's face and said "What's wrong?"
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Post by tenten on May 14, 2007 13:55:12 GMT -5
Minako shook away the thought in her head, "It's nothing," She answered quietly, uninterested in talking about the subject any longer. Wanting to change the subject Minako continued, "Would you like to go get some tea or something? I'm still hungry!" She said clenching her stomach.
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Ayame Hyuuga
Academy Student
Hinata, she is missunderstood. Maybe it's cuz she likes to headbut.
Posts: 40
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Post by Ayame Hyuuga on May 14, 2007 15:49:43 GMT -5
"Sure, I'm a bit thirsty too." she said smiling.
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Post by tenten on May 14, 2007 18:56:51 GMT -5
(K, I'll meet you at the Terto tea house)
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Ayame Hyuuga
Academy Student
Hinata, she is missunderstood. Maybe it's cuz she likes to headbut.
Posts: 40
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Post by Ayame Hyuuga on May 15, 2007 18:52:38 GMT -5
((OK))
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Post by Kaji on May 16, 2007 20:52:58 GMT -5
The scent of fresh pine tingled in an earthy aroma. It was unfamiliar, for it was alien almost in the desert and stone drenched Shinobi that walked its forest. However, dispite his upbringing, he seemed to blend in seamlessly. A black covered hood shielded Kenji Osamus' face, his luminiscent trademark golden eyes seeping outward in the forests shade. These eyes were known well by the afterlife's residents, Kenji becoming almost an "angel of death" in many cases. He did bring this ultimate eternity upon many, however this foolish label was scoffed upon in his view. He preffered not to be tacked on by artificial namesakes and considered his own name of Kenji, and unnecessary following.
Nevertheless he trudged onward, his feet pounding the earth in true Stone-Shinobi grit. The Daito was visible, shining outward in the minisicule and rare tresses of sunshine that flared through the overhanging foliage. It menaced the animated and breathable air that Konoha offered forth. It constrasted heavily with the sand scented and blood drenched oxygen that resided in the land of stone. Stone reeked of genocide, murder, and the utter desgusting human traits that erupted from any fiberistic state of peace.
Konoha's gate began to tower forth, it's presence agitating Kenji in the slightest degree. For he had a preference of staring into the sun, no matter it's affects on his eyes. It was transfixing, and it bothered him when something blocked it's all consuming presence. How would he breach the walls? An earth wrenching quake? Although impressive, it was clear that his abilities would need to be unearthed soley in the presence of his hunted goals.
His masking alias, Katzuka, his profession- to deliver a "sword" to Konoha's interior. This was necessary in case he was "questioned", for the Osamu didn't wish to spill and discharge blood in such a meaningless manner. However, if it was all-important to his goal; he would, without faltering, ring open Konoha's blood in a crimson overflow. If crucial, he would slice open the fibers that held Konoha together. And if absolutely mandatory, He would reduce this peaceful yet abominable village to the point of repellent and repulgent gore. It's peace would shatter into an alternate dimension, one where any emotion, and feeling at all, was all absorbing pain that would fill ones entire being. If Kenji was provoked by these insignificant and feeble peasant excuses for Shinobi, he would gash open a laceration into an interior hellish residence.
If antagonized, Kenji would evoke a mass butchery of the very ideals that paisted Konoha into the poster of peace. Although he didn't necessarily want to evoke such a god awful wrath, if irritated- he would make the worst dreams of an innocent sleeping child, the most bloodcurling and horrifying tortures immagined by ANBU and intterogators, and highest level of terrifying pain...become reality.
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Post by Kaguya Yoh on May 19, 2007 3:07:02 GMT -5
Shijin walked not to far behind Kenji. His demon eyes closed for the moment as he walked. The Shioji doing some mental preparations for the soon to come battle. The Shioji using his ears and nose to guide himself as he walked behind the Assassin Leader. The Shioji then stopped and opened his eyes looking up at one of the trees smelling a very familiar scent. Although he couldn't pick out where he smelled this sent before. 'I know this sent,' he thought to himself still looking up beginning to walk once more. 'Smells like a Shioji.'
'Impossible they're gone.'
'Well apparently theres another some what I can smell unlike our nose is fooling us.' Shijin stood quiet no longer talking to his other side about the matter as he began to walk once more. Taking larger steps to catch up to Kenji. The demon deciding to deal with the scent another time. When they passed the gates the Shioji looked around at the scenery. Even though he was born in the Land of Fire this was the first time he had stepped foot into Kohona. It looked so... peaceful. S dark smirk going across his face as he thought of the destruction of this village. The smell from the forest getting stronger than before, but like before he choose to ignore it. His head turning toward the assassin leader, "So Kenji-sama how do you plan on doing this?" the demon asked curious. (So tired)
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Post by Kaji on May 19, 2007 12:18:25 GMT -5
The hooded face's passive and prolonged sollitude seemed to transfigure into eagerness, while a tanned hand coming up to Kenji's mid chest. A smirk radiated off of the Osamu bosses being, showing Shijin the inflamed animation that exuded excitement. He clenched the brought up hand in a fist, his knuckles turning white with pressure, and stared deeply in an arcane and complex manner. His extremidy had such raw symbolism, and it didn't cease to give off a penetrating sense of power.
Hearing Shijins words, he brought a finger to his lips, showing the silence that needed to incase their persona's. No speech was required, for voices were recognizable, and could be traced backwards in many cases. Instead Kenji closed his eyes, thinking back to the previous Stone ANBU techniques that plagued his Jutsu repitoire. Sifting through the annals and records of powerful death moves and tortures, one came across- simple, yet incredilbly effective in such a situation. The technique itself simply voicing communication into a companion, or enemies head. It was derived from a genjutsu, to gain access to the opponents mind, however it wasn't nearly as complicated. It's purpose was simply to speak without speaking, an incredibly useful tactic.
With a quick hand signal, Kenji's mind reached outward, probing Shijins mind with a raspy- yet softspoken tone. The Stone Shinobi's voice seemed to contradict, and it held a differentiation of power yet utter calmness.
His voice penetrated deeper, ringing out towards Shijin mentally. He released two simple words, a technique known by most Stone Nins. "Shroud of Stone." The words would echo in his subordinates head until understood, reverberating across the endless dimensions of the mind. He was telling Shijin to use the concealing technique, for it would shield them from Konoha's eyes. Kenji himself seeped into the very ground he stood upon, concealing himself in the earth's all covering girth.
Now his presence was one with the earth, grounded deeply, and gaining him connection with the ever bearing planet. It was always interesting to be a part of such a upholding and necessary thing, and the pounding footsteps that plauged the earth was near deafening to Kenji's ears. No matter, he was hidden beneath an unsuspecting Konoha- and their prey would receive their entrapment from the very ground to which they walked upon.
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Post by Kaguya Yoh on May 20, 2007 5:21:30 GMT -5
(so very tired)
Shijin noticed as Keji raised his finger to his mouth. As a sign for him not to talk. The demon doing as he was told bowing his head as a sign of both respect and also a way of apologizing. Shijin had much respect for the older assassin despite the fact that he was human. Kenji was probably the only human worth any respect. Or at least in his eyes he was so the demon had no problems taking orders from him.
That was when he heard his leader's voice in his head. The Shioji finding it a bit odd, but at the same time he was used to it. Kratos always spoke to him in his mind. This was a first that someone other than Shinimagami speaking in his head since... forever.
'As you wish sir,' he said in his mind not sure whether or not Kenji heard him. But that didn't matter. Shijin did just as he was told using the same jutsu as his leader blending into the earth to hide himself from the village just as Kenji did. The demon excited for the up coming battle.
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Post by Kaji on May 21, 2007 20:01:30 GMT -5
The Osamu boss broke off any mental link before he could hear the demon's response; however he presumed that his orders would be complied with, promplty. Being one with the earth was an experience like no other, and his concealment into the underbearing stone was nearly breathtaking. It was as if your transformation directly formulated into the earth, contiguosly and flawlessly seamed into the greater picture. Overall it was a calming experience, and it was calmness one needed in battle. For some warriors might as well be dead, blindly and ragefully plauging the artform of combat. Their styles- reckless and distasteful, while Kenji viewed his own martial arts and swordsmanship as faultless, and truly pure.
Nevertheless, they were now inside the Leaf villages walls, moving concealed in the earth; as deatlhy silent as their organizations name suggested. The deadly stone, for they truley were, and they lived up to there reputation through pefectly excuted missions. They were aces at the heart, adept in all aspects of the shinobi- and capable of eliminating all opposition under any circumstances. Each member at their own outlooks and philosophies, and they all had their own means for obtaining such combattant perfection.
But no matter their skills and credentials, their mission was pristine, and their objectives luminous. For their prey were as good as captured, and Kenji very being cried for their submission.
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