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 Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 10:39 am
Westly looked down at the battlefield, deep in thought. "Tch. I can't really say anymore. I admire Aona's skill and Manndar's wit with equal measure. It's going to be a very close match, but if I had to guess... I'd put money on Aona. Manndar may be stronger, but Aona's too clever. She'll outsmart him."
He paused for a moment, then nodded. He'd come to a decision.
"In that case," Westly said, "let's say I favor Aona. I hope she wins. It'll make an excellent point to show everyone, once and for all, that it doesn't matter how strong you are; intellect is the greatest equalizer."
Blinking as if he hadn't quite heard something, he turned to Irasiri. "Wait, what's going on between them? Their... smack talk is off. They should be--"
The whole stadium rumbled. Westly nearly fell over the railing, but he caught himself at the last moment.
"Hey Manndar!" Westly shouted angrily. "Easily on the colateral damage!"
Westly's eyes shifted toward the judges. "If I started throwing things at them," he asked Irasiri, "do you think the judges would notice/care?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:11 am
Chaos suddenly appeared in a large puff of black smoke. He stood on the wall right above the battlefield, looking straight down at the fighters. There was a pleased yet corrupt smile on his face. He snickered a bit as he watched the battle "How amusing that they both made it..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 7:49 am
With a boyish eloquence to him Isshinta walked himself into the arena stands. His tiny body weaved in and out of the stands, dodging other watchers and moving through the crowd. He wanted a good seat, it was always a plus to see the action as best as possible.
"Wowwww", was all he said.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 12:43 pm
Daisuke walked into the stands after leaving when he witnessed Manndars last victory. Word had gotten around and Daisuke had come to learn that both Manndar and Aona had made it to the final round. He was a bit depressed after hearing that Manticore had not made made it to the finals, he was excited to see what Aona was going to be like in battle. He walked through the entery way and stood at the gaurd rail. The arena began to shake and it caught Daisuke off gaurd, sending him to his bottom."Whoa. That was quite the attack, eh?" He stood up and dusted himself off.
He starred down at the match as if he were an autistic child watching a record spin. His concentration on the match was broken when he heard the voice of someone familiar. It was he newly met aquaintence, Irasiri. "Hey Irasiri! How's it goin! Some match, eh?" Out of the corner of his eye,he noticed another person whom he had never met. "Oh, I'm sorry. I've just interupted your conversation, I am sorry. My name is Daisuke Kitahara. Whats yours?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 7:46 am
"Yes. I do think that the judges would notice and or care..." Irasiri says with a long drawn out sigh, letting his head fall towards his chest. Then looking back up, grinning, "But we could always try it right?" Realizing some one else had called his name he turns and waves in the direction it came from "Hey Daisuke, yeah, it is quite a match. Tell me, who do you think or want to win, if you care?" How will I answer if one of them asks me the same thing, i wonder? thinking this to himself he gazes down at the match as it transpires, wondering about the outcome.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 6:33 am
In the midst of the crowds Echo appeared within a gust of wind,and looked down upon the fight of Chaos and Isshinta. he could only think to himself, if Isshinta knew the mood that Chaos was in right now.
Echo then thought to himself, "Why is he risking a fight with Chaos? Everyone knows that chaos is edgy, I'm not even that foolish to challenge him around this time. Does he think he stands a chance? I don't get it, Chaos is the most demented ninja in the village and he challenges Chaos?"
Echo had the right to question such things, because Echo had first hand experience of the horrid things that Chaos could do to a ninja or even a bystander. Echo was getting close to have a good fight with Chaos, but not a great one...there was a time and a place when Echo would challenge Chaos once more, and the results would be tragic. Echo glared at the match for a short second and then he turned his back and left.
Echo then said under his breath, "I hope he knows a good medical ninja."
...And Echo faded away....
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 11:49 am
A small cloud of smoke appeared up in the arena stands. Once the smoke cleared, it revealed a small animal that appeared to be a mole, roughly the size of a puppy, sitting in one of the seats close to the edge of the stands. It seemed that the mole was trying it's best to see who was engaged in the final fight of the Jounin exams. It was shocked to see that the two combatants were none other than Manndar and Aona. Sighing, it turned around to look around the stands, and then returned it's attention to the match.
Tomoyo wished to return to Shuji and tell him about the match, but she figured that it'd be better if he found out later. It would only serve to upset the young Chuunin more if he knew that two of his best friends were engaged in the final match and he wasn't able to come and see it. She heaved another sigh, and settled in, watching the match intently.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 6:47 pm
Daisuke looked down to the fight between Manndar and Aona. He thought things over and over, thinking of possible outcomes. "Aona has him beat tactics wise. In my oppinion, a solid plan is all one needs to over come any obsticle, no matter how flawless it may seem. Still, I have to say that Aona would be in trouble if she got close to Manndar." He looked over to Irasiri, smiling as usual. "I can't give an honest oppinion as of yet to who I think will win. I need to watch the match more before I can decide."
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2008 8:33 am
Noticing the many kunai coming for the stands, and noticing that these were from Aona this time, Irasiri mentions to Westly "Both seem to have a need for collateral damage. Also, she just threw things at us, why can't we throw them at them? I'm joking of course, I'm sure that it wouldn't be a good idea."
To Daisuke "Yes, Aona does seem to have tactics on her side, but if Manndar does get close, well, we saw how that worked out in previous fights in the Tournament." Irasiri leans forward on the railing, looking thoughtful "I can't say who i prefer either, they both seem like very interesting individuals."
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 7:57 pm
Westly's jaw dropped at the final attack. Most people seemed to dive for cover from the oncoming blast wave. Only Westly was foolish enough to continue watching... the blast seemed to go around him as he stared, each ignoring the other. His image fuzzed slightly, and if anyone was looking--if anyone could see at all!--they might have noticed the outline of something else beneath, the lie torn away by the truth of Chakra.
His hands clutched the rail as the chaos expanded around him. "What the hell was that?" he asked to no one in particular. No one could even hear him yet over the roar. His voice was astonished and hollow, dry and humorless. "What do these eyes of mine see? A battle of ninjas, or a duel between sorcerers? Ninjutsu, Genjutsu... whatever it is, it's all just... Majutsu."
Westly looked around. "Best be gone before they start asking questions. They say all men wear masks, but I'd as soon keep mine on a bit longer. Not sure they're ready for the real me. Not yet." Westly seemed to fade from sight alongside the memory of his presence.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 8:13 pm
The explosion took the small mole by surprise. She had never seen, nor heard of such a concentration of just pure chakra colliding, or even existing. As the shock wave started, Tomoyo was lifted from her seat, and thrown a great distance away. As she flew, she noticed that both competitors were thrown as well. It seemed that neither had one.
As she flew, she was suddenly stopped by something hard. The wind knocked out of her, the mole quickly vanished in a puff of smoke, returning to the home of the moles, her true place, the one not at Shuji's side. She would just have to tell the young Chuunin what happened after he summoned her again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 2:45 pm
Harou walked into the stands, he was still waiting for someone to accept his request for a fight he put in earlier. However, he thought he might enjoy some of the fights. He looked out of the stands eagerly. Just then his eyes grew wide and a shocking, yet a huge smile came upon his face.
"It's. . . it's. . .Kitsu-san. . .!" He thought to himself.
he began yelling out into the arena. "Mr. President-san!!!!!"Oh how Harou hoped he would hear his shouting over the rest of the crowds. He had not seen him in so long.
"Mr. President-san!!!!" He screamed again, standing up and waving both his arms now.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 7:38 pm
As kitsu landed next to the boy he stood proudly with his hands on his hips in a robin-hood-esque pose. With a smile on his face he looked at the boy named Harou and held his hand out as to have him shake it.
"I haven't heard anyone call me by that in a while. Where are you from boy?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 7:44 pm
Harou peered up at Kitsu-san. He smiled and bowed politely. "Don't you remember Mr. President-san? Kumori village!"
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 7:49 pm
"Ah yes, now I remember."
Kitsu's head tilted up and to the left and it seemed as if his minded faded into a white puffy flash back.
It was nearly an entire year ago while Kitsu was traveling the world. He had come upon a small village that was being terrorized by a rouge band of thugs and shinobi. Using his skills as a Gaioh Ninja Kitsu quickly ridded the small village of the band of villains. They had been terrorized for years and had no one to save them for no one in the village was strong enough or brave enough. In commemoration for Kitsu's act he was deemed honorary president of the village. Although he had to jurisdiction over the village, it was till a pretty title that seemed to carry with him all the way to Gaioh through this young genin.
Snapping out of his flashback kitsu looked down at the bow and patted him on the shoulder.
"Its good to see that someone from your village its brave enough to come and train to be strong. Maybe one day we will go back and you can defend your village just like I did."
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