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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 12:56 pm
 Mao Grins and the says calmly while shrugging "Well not that so much as I am more afraid of getting broken myself. My armor is quite sturdy unlike me however, I still don't think you could hit me even if you used Taijutsu. Actually I had another hidden motive for having you not use Taijutsu, but I'm not going to tell."
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:03 pm
╫ Nakato Hiro ╫ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "then you won't mind if i use it... if i don't have a reason not to use it their is nothing stopping me" he said taking as he began to crack his knuckles. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:15 pm
Mao dully utters "Well it would use more chakra than I like but sure give it a go." Mao raises his blades and positions himself for the upcoming fight. Mao speaks in a calm voice "Just don't hold it against me if you get hurt."
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:19 pm
╫ Nakato Hiro ╫ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nakato sprinted towards him quickly and he then spun out a kunai into his right hand then swung it at mao's chest. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:31 pm
Mao Grins sinisterly as Unknown to Nakato Mao's armor was producing a extremely powerful electromagnetic barrier sending all of the metal on Nakato body flying in the opposite direction. (Head band, kunai, shuriken, fillings, ect.) OCC: I will let you decide the specific effects
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:40 pm
╫ Nakato Hiro ╫ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nakato was dragged back by his headband and he slid across the ground "god damn that armor... you are pretty useless without it aren't you..." he said getting back to his feet --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 1:57 pm
Mao says nonchalantly "I suppose that is partly true however I still have my intellect. Oh and you got lucky with the metal I have seen the kunai and shuriken in a ninjas pouch go thru their leg before. Not to mention that kunai in your hand, it could have broken your arm. Image what could of happened if you had a filling. Now that we each have an idea of each other's strength would you do me a favor and hit me with a few more jutsu."
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:10 pm
╫ Nakato Hiro ╫ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nakato thought about his strange request then thought it was about time he got some answers "why do you want me to do that?" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:28 pm
Mao Smiles then says belligerently "Oh well if you want an example. Kage Bunshin no Jutsu" Mao then crates two clones of himself, each one immediately starts sprinting towards Nakato flanking his left and right sides. The clones ready their weapons to strike at Nakato from close range and then Mao yells . "Great Clone Explosion." Mao then Smiles.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 7:26 pm
 XXXXXXXXXYXXUXXRXXIXXXAfter taking the piece of paper Mao had given to her, Yuri glanced at breifly before sticking it into her clevage and with a sigh, sat down on the ground as she watched the sparing match unfold.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 12:07 am
-Xiao Zhao- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There would be no signaling the arrival of Xiao Zhao, the Golden Tyrant was garbed in the Akatsuki cloak, bearing the red clouds proudly. Opaque hues would examine the structure he was in closely; each hall he passed down was well recorded in the annals of his memory, the texture of the stone, the solid mass that made the walls and floor, even noting various other hallways. It had not been long since he had arrived, the guards outside knew him well enough, and as such gave him no grief upon entering. Truthfully Zhao was not interested in the reason he had been called here, he saw that sparring with the other members did not take priority over his own freedoms. He understood the need to though, and thus why he had arrived, he figured it would be the best way to see the group’s current members without all the formalities.
The door to the room in which the members had gathered would open, stepping through Zhao would continue through staying close to the wall, he had removed himself from their particular area taking a spectators stance. The sparring had already started, giving Zhao some time to examine both their leader, and the one facing him. He had met the leader several times before, though it was only for missions relating to intelligence, or the Jinchuriki. This current liaison with the other members was a change of pace, albeit Zhao still did not enjoy the idea of being confined in the base for too long. The only reason he joined the Akatsuki was because he could do as he wished how he wished, though of course he still took missions for the organization that was primarily it.
He would watch the two for a moment longer, before stopping next to Yuri. He would not take his eyes off of Mao; the moments when Nakato attacked with his kunai would be the only time he showed any real expression. A little quirk in the eyebrows would be almost as quick as a flash of lightening; it was there and then gone in a split second. As per his bloodline he could feel any peculiar change in the electromagnetic fields in the area, albeit it was not as strong as when he was in the ocean, but it was well enough honed to feel the change around Mao. The magnetic barrier Mao had set up would distort the magnetic field around him, making it obvious to the Xiao from that sense alone.
“Intriguing, I am hardly surprised though.”
One aspect of Zhao was obvious, he recorded all the data in the area around him, and was capable of processing it with great speed, though he fell sort on the technologies of their era, he could still gather certain aspects about the armor from this fight alone. The fact that their leader wanted to spar with them had already been apparent in his mind, from entering he noticed that the armor could do several things. One was the break down and absorption of certain jutsu, the second was the ability to replicate any jutsu that was absorbed into the armor, the third yet just as important was the barrier, it was set to repel certain objects, and he was sure that metal was the easiest to repel, since changing the natural magnetic field around a person is rather difficult.
He had made his spot next to Yuri, though he did not seem to notice her presence was noted though but his full attention was upon the spar between Mao and Nakato. Their fight was not a serious one, though both could end up hurt if they overdo it. Zhao was enjoying the time he had as he watched the training session, the fact that he had no intelligence as of yet could soon change at any time. Zhao would lean against the wall; his arms would cross themselves over his chest. The man wondered when the other members might show themselves, or if they had important business to take care of.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2011 10:22 pm
Mao laughs after seeing Nakato escape the attack. "I see you dogged my attack, and if you haven't figured out yet I can copy any jutsu use against me." Mao then turns around and proclaims "Ok time to start the meeting." Mao then leads the originations members through the long twisting halls into a large stone hall with high round arches. Mao then walks over to a large round stone table and sits down in the farthest chair and puts his legs on the table. Mao then throws a paper on the table and sais hear is my report short and simple. The document on the table reads. (Sfqpsu Tvnnbsz.) Nz jogpsnbujpo diboofmt tbz uif sbjo jt ubljoh b ibse mjof tubodf bhbjotu vt boe uif pshbojabujpo Lbnjlbaf. J cfmjfwf gsbnjoh uif sbjo gps tpnf pg pvs bdujpot xpvme cf b hppe dpvstf pg bdujpo. (Bmuipvhi xf bmm lopx uif gbdut, ju xjmm dbvtf qspcmfnt up tubsu cvu ifmq vt mbufs.) J ibwf bmtp ifbse svnpst bcpvu uif tpvoe cfjoh bttpdjbufe xjui uif Lbnjlbaf, bmuipvhi J ibwf hbuifsfe op tpmje joufmmjhfodf. Ipxfwfs J ep ibwf djsdvntuboujbm fwjefodf tipxjoh uibu ju jt mjlfmz boe xpvme mjlf up mppl joup uijt gvsuifs. J xpvme mjlf up bwpje boz dpogspoubujpot xjui Dijlbhblvsf ps uif Lbnjlbaf voujm xf dbo bttftt uifjs tubodf po vt. Jg uifz dbo cf qfstvbefe J xpvme fjuifs mjlf uifjs ifmq ps bu mfbtu opo-jogfsfodf jo hpbmt. Bmuipvhi J xpvme opu xbou uifn up jowpmwfe jo pvs bdujwjujft.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 9:50 pm
-Xiao Zhao- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zhao would fallow Mao down the corridors; the sound of his steps was light, barely noticeable to the senses of his compatriots. The moment Mao stepped opened the exit and enter he too would be close behind. Mao would take the seat at the front of the large stone table, followed by Zhao taking the seat to the left. Lethargically his leader would simply toss the report upon the table, this showed that Mao was either confident, or simply did not care. Of course he would look over the report; those opaque hues scanned over each character, his mind had already mastered deciphering such an encryption.
He would lean back in his chair simply placing the report back onto the table, his demeanor never really changed, those piercing teal eyes, and a stone like expression. The Tyrant could only chuckle, his leader had gotten somewhat of a similar idea. As all the members knew, Zhao was readily able to state if he saw the plan as feasible or not. He was not one to cower in the face of his leader, not some puppet that simply followed commands. Zhao in truth was a strategist and tactician, his entire life was surrounded not only in combat, but in the intricacies of politics.
“I have an alternative plan; I believe it would suit our needs well.”
He would place a small scroll upon the table; the intricate gold leafing could clearly be seen. Though it was decadent it served only a single purpose, and that purpose was for this very meeting. Unraveling the scroll would reveal seals upon its surface, the most elaborate seals where placed in the middle. A single action would place activate the seals, a single seal from Zhao. The seals would begin to dance across the page, his chakra unraveling the locks and precious contents there in.
Smoke would fill the vicinity around the book almost seconds after, the contents now having been released. The smoke would clear revealing a folder; the folder was plain hardly as noticeable as decadent scroll that housed it. “Leader I would like you to look at my report.” He would slide to folder to him, he would see if Mao would take to his idea. Sitting back he would place his hands back into the confines of his Akatsuki cloak. Quote: -Kjodivsjlj Sfqpsu- Tvckfdu Obnf: Ojcj/Hpcj -Eftdsjqujpo- -Hpcj- Hjwfo Obnf: Lzsjmm Ifjhiu: 6' 1" Ibjs: Xijuf Xfjhiu: 165 Ibjs mfohui: Cboht bsf tipsu jo uif gspou, uipvhi ibt b mpoh csbje jo uif cbdl Fzft: Cmvf Dvssfou Bggjmjbujpo: Dijlbhblvsf Dvssfou Tubuvt: Npwjoh upxbset Lpopibhblvsf -Eftdsjqujpo- -Ojcj- Hjwfo Obnf: Bljup, Bljoflp Ifjhiu: 6'0 Xfjhiu: 150 Ibjs: Xijuf Ibjs mfohui: Tipsu Fzft: Sjhiu jt zfmmpx, mfgu jt hsffo. Dvssfou Bggjmjbujpo: Lpopibhblvsf Dvssfou Tubuvt: Lpopibhblvsf -Qspqptfe Tusbufhz- Uif tvckfdu’t jogpsnbujpo jt ojmm po ijt qbtu, xf lopx if jt bcmf up vtf bmm fmfnfout, bt uif ebub gspn fzf xjuoftt bddpvout ibwf hjwfo vt tpnf fomjhiufojoh jogpsnbujpo po ijt kvutv. Uipvhi xf dbo pomz bttvnf uibu if ibt mjnjufe vtf po bmm uif fmfnfout, cvu dbvujpo jt bewjtfe. Ju jt volopxo ipx gbs if ibt mfbsofe up vtf Hpcj’t qpxfs, cvu jt pg Kpvojo mfwfm uijt tvhhftut if jt wfsz tljmmfe. Dvssfoumz if jt ifbejoh upxbset Lpopibhblvsf, J ibwf gpsnfe b tusbufhz cfgjuujoh uijt uzqf pg dbquvsf. Dvssfoumz Lpoibhblvsf ipmet b tdspmm dpoubjojoh b kvutv dbmmfe Lbhf op Cvotijo, uijt kvutv ibt qspwfe up cf wfsz fggfdujwf jo uif qbtu, bt xfmm bt jut vtfgvmoftt gps joufmmjhfodf hbuifsjoh. Uifsf njhiu bmtp cf jogpsnbujpo po uif mfhfoebsz kvutv Sbtfohbo, evf up jut nbkps vtf jo Lpoibhblvsf. Cpui uif Gpvsui boe Obsvup Vavnblj vtfe ju up hsfbu fggfdu, jg xf dbo bee uijt up pvs dpmmfdujpo pg kvutv, xf njhiu cf bcmf up pcubjo ofx ifjhiut pg qpxfs. Uif qmbo jt uibu uif dbquvsf pg Hpcj/Ojcj jt pomz b ejtusbdujpo; uif usvf qvsqptf xpvme cf up pcubjo uif tdspmm, boe jogpsnbujpo po uif Sbtfohbo. Hpcj jt b ubshfu uibu xpvme sfrvjsf npsf nbo qpxfs, evf up jut dvssfou mpdbujpo. Xf bsf opu po gsjfoemz ufsnt xjui Lpoibhblvsf, uivt xf tipvme ibwf uif poft dbquvsjoh Hpcj boe uif tdspmm/jogpsnbujpo up opu xfbs uif Blbutvlj dmpblt. Xf tipvme lffq bsf bdujpo bopoznpvt up uif qvcmjd boe uif tijopcj xpsme. Jg xf nbjoubjo b mpx qspgjmf, ju xpvme uifo cf nvdi fbtjfs up dbquvsf uif sfnbjojoh Kjodivsjlj. J tvhhftu uibu jotufbe pg xfbsjoh uif Blbutvlj dmpblt, xijdi xf tipvme xfbs b hspvq dbmmfe Lbnjlbaf’t tjhobuvsf pvugju. Uifz bsf bmtp ejtmjlfe cz uif dvssfou tijopcj wjmmbhft, boe bt tvdi ibwf op bmmjft. Jg xf tipvme dpnf bdsptt Lbnjlbaf uifo xf nbjoubjo tubuvt boe volopxo sphvf ojokb, boe xjmm cf npsf uibo mjlfmz bggjmjbufe xjui uif voefshspvoe. Uif dmpblt bsf tjnqmf boe fbtz fopvhi, uif dmpblt bsf hsfz xjui cmbdl usjnnjoh, boe hpme xjoe cvstut jotufbe pg uif sfe dmpvet. J bmtp tvhhftu uifz lffq uifjs gbdft dpwfsfe cpui cz dmpui boe nbtl, uijt xjmm fotvsf jefoujujft bsf opu fyqptfe. Uipvhi uif dbquvsjoh pg Hpcj jt opu uif usvf hpbm, jg uifz nbobhf up dbquvsf ju uifo xf xjmm ibwf cffo tvddfttgvm jo cpui njttjpot. Jg uifz gbjm uif Hpcj xjmm hp joup ijejoh, uipvhi ijt nptu mjlfmz qmbdf pg ijejoh xjmm cf Dijlbhblvsf, uipvhi xf tipvme bttvnf if ibt puifs qmbdft up hp up. Bo bewjtbcmf tusbufhz up ibwf uxp ufbnt pg uxp, uxp up pcubjo Ojcj bopuifs ufbn up pcubjo Hpcj, boe b tjohmf nfncfs up bdrvjsf jogpsnbujpo, boe bopuifs uxp up usz boe ublf Hpcj. Ju xpvme cf cftu up ibwf uif ufbnt buubdljoh Hpcj/Ojcj up xfbs uif Lbnjlbaf dmpblt, bt uibu dpvme nblf b qvcmjd tubufnfou. Jg fbdi wjmmbhf tubsut up qvu npsf buufoujpo po uif Lbnjlbaf, uifo uibu xjmm mfbwf vt npsf xjhhmf sppn. Xf xjmm dpouspm uif ejsfdujpo jo xijdi uif wjmmbhf jt mppljoh, uipvhi xf tipvme dpoujovf up nbjoubjo b mpx qspgjmf. Uibu cfjoh tbje, boz ubshfut uibu pof dpotjefst ebohfspvt up uif Blbutvlj tipvme cf fmjnjobufe po tjhiu. Xf dbo fwfo sfnpwf uif gvuvsf pg Lpopib vtjoh uif Lbnjlbaf’t obnf uipvhi uibu jt pomz pqujpobm. Bt qfs rvp ju jt bewjtfe, up bu mfbtu buufnqu up dbquvsf pof pg uif uxp Kjodivsjlj. Jg xf dbo pcubjo fjuifs uif Ojcj, ps uif Hpcj uifo xf xjmm cf b tufq dmptfs up pvs hpbmt. Fwfo uipvhi pvs usvf qvsqptf jt up dbquvsf uif ubjmfe cfbtut, xf nvtu ep tp tmpxmz boe fggjdjfoumz. Xf nvtu opu svti, xf nvtu cf uif usbotmvdfou. Uipvhi uifsf -Njttjpo Dmbtt- C-T -Ubshfut pg Opuf- Hpcj/Ojcj-Qsjnbsz Ubshfu Mpdbujpo: Bspvoe Lpopibhblvsf. -Qpufoujbm Ubshfut- Bsfubop Utvoepsb- Dbvujpo jt bewjtfe. Tubuvt: T-dmbtt/Lvsbjlbhf -Joufmmjhfodf- Bsfubop jt b ijhi mfwfm tijopcj, if jt bo T-dmbtt boe jt wfsz ebohfspvt, boe nz fzft-boe-fbst ibwf tvsnjtfe if jt bmtp ifbefe upxbset Lpopibhblvsf, ps nbz bmsfbez cf uifsf. Uijt tvckfdu jt b tljmmfe tijocj boe wfsz qpxfsgvm, jg zpv ibqqfo up dsptt gjtut xjui ijn fjuifs ljmm ijn, ps svo. Jg zpv nbobhf up ljmm ijn xf dbo fybnjof ijt cpez boe qvmm pvu tpnf jogpsnbujpo boe fwfo kvutvt. Ufbnxpsl jt bewjtfe, if jt ebohfspvt up gjhiu pof-po-pof, boe uivt xf nvtu vtf uif nptu fggfdujwf nfbot ofdfttbsz. Bsfubop jt opu up cf ublfo mjhiumz, jg zpv ibwf opu dipptf ljmm ijn, iptubhft boe puifs ubdujdt bsf bewjtfe. If ibt bmtp nbef dpoubdu xjui uif Ojcj, boe xjmm nptu mjlfmz cf tuvdl dmptf ps ofbs ijn. Iboemjoh uif Ojcj boe Bsfubop jt b tjnqmf ubtl, jg if dipptft up gjhiu bmpohtjef uif Ojcj if xjmm mptf. Uif njttjpo up dbquvsf uif Ojcj jto’u sbuifs ibse, if xjmm nptu mjlfmz fjuifs usz up cz tpnf ujnf, ps if xjmm usz up qspufdu uif Ojcj. Uif cftu qmbo pg bdujpo jt up tqmju cpui uif Ojcj boe Bsfubop vq; uijt xjmm cfuufs pvs dibodft po dbquvsjoh uif Ojcj. Bljsb Lboobavlj-Dbvujpo Bewjtfe. Tubuvt B-T Dmbtt/Sbjlbhf -Joufmmjhfodf- Bt pg opx uif Sbjlbhf jt sbuifs ofx up ifs qptjujpo, ifs objwfué xjmm cf uif dbvtf pg ifs epxogbmm tipvme tif foufs dpncbu. Tif ibt opu foufsfe pqfo dpncbu xjui tuspoh pqqpofout; sjhiu opx xf ipme uif fehf pwfs ifs, uipvhi tipvme zpv nffu cpui ifs boe Bsfubop ju jt bewjtfe up sfusfbu. Tipvme tif cfdpnf jowpmwfe, jg zpv dbo ju xpvme cf cftu up jmmvnjobuf ifs bt rvjdlmz bt qpttjcmf, jg ju jt uipvhiu uibu uif Lbnjlbaf ibt ljmmfe fwfo b tjohmf Lbhf, uifz xjmm cf ivoufe epxo. Uif nbjo ubtl jt up dpouspm uif fzft pg uif wjmmbhft, uijt xbz xf dbo npwf votffo. Sfnfncfs uifsf jt opuijoh mjlf dibodf ps gbuf; xf nvtu qbwf uif xbz up pvs pxo tvddftt. Bt uif ojhiu xboft, xf uif Blbutvlj xjmm sjtf gspn uif pme boe dsfbuf pvs qfsgfdu ebxo.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 9:12 am
XXXXXXXXXYXXUXXRXXIXXXFollowing the others down the berserk looking halls, Yuri took a seat at the stone table a good few feet away from the left of Mao, so it didn’t look like she thought she was better than all the other members to the point that she could sit as close as she wanted to the leader and not get in trouble. Crossing her legs as she sat down in the chair, she reached over the table and grabbed Mao’s report and briefly read over it, Once again, she soon found she really didn’t care about what was going on in the world around her and placed the papers back down for another member to read. Looking over, she noticed that Xiao had submitted his own report, in which, Yuri couldn’t help but to think he was a suck-up, Since she hadn’t though of it first, even though her own report would probably state something like “I screwed around with a boy six years younger than me…I also mixed cyanide with poison ivy extract, it can kill somebody!” or something else along those lines...Suddenly, Yuri’s eyes widened momentarily before returning to her normal expression of snickering. Tsubaki and that Divine Wind brat would be disappointed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 11:08 am
Mao quickly puts his feet on the floor and picks up xaio's report and quickly reads it. Mao then sets the report back on the table and crosses his arms and legs in deep thought. After ten minutes of deep thought Mao finally moves again, he leans forward placing both of his elbows on the stone rough stone table. I will make my final choice after hearing Yuri's reconnaissance report, however the uchiha and I will go after gobi as we both will have the greatest defenses against a wide variety of jutsu. Xaio you go with Yuri and capture nebi you'll be the best against the moons kage and will be Abel to give an analysis of him.Nakato will get the scroll his speed and knowledge of the village will be of great assistance. Lastly we will inflict as much damage as we can by covering our escape with a toxic some screen. With the element of surprise this mission can not fail. Now Yuri you reconnaissance report.
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