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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 10:01 pm
Soryuu KenjiNameless Village | Nature's Guard | Chuunin "Hmmm, good question... I hadn't thought of that." Kenji stroked his chin for a few seconds until a thought suddenly struck him, as he began to remember a time during his childhood. "When I was young, my father started calling me a certain name. We were training in the forest and a large tirceron attacked us and we were separated. My father was able to fend the beast off, but was unable to find me until I stepped out of the shadow of a tree. He said it was like i walked out of the 'Shadow's Edge' itself and started calling me that every now and then. I think that ought to suffice."
Kenji gave a slight smile as he wondered what Haruko might choose as her name, but continued on to answer her other questions. "Covering air and ground might be good, but if something were to happen in either area, they would be left alone. For the time being, as we travel to the rendezvous, we should probably stick together. We can deal with the escape itself when the time comes. at the very least, if it comes down to the two of us, I can hold off an enemies approach while you get everyone as far away as possible."
"Always to protect...never to harm."
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Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 1:43 pm
Haruko TsubameNameless Village | Medical Ninja | ChuuninHaruko listened in silence while Kenji spoke of a childhood event which lead to him getting a nickname. 'Shadow's edge, I think that suits him well. It's also impressive the sort of training he's done since he was a kid. I actually don't even know what a tirceron is.' Nodding her head in understanding, Haruko waited till Kenji finished speaking before opening her mouth to reply. "I agree, that tatic would just be a bit to risky with just the two of us there. And as to your suggestion, I don't think anyone would be happy if you risked your life like that for everyone else's sake. Besides, I would end up feeling guilty if I left you to fend for yourself while I escaped with the other and you didn't return. We go into this mission as a team, we'll get out as a team okay?" Turning to face her window while waiting for a response from Kenji, Haruko noticed that the sky had already turned fairly dark, a good indication for them to move out. 'Guess now might be a good time for us to head out.' Picking up her mask, Haruko procceed to put it on as she stood up from her spot.
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Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 2:09 pm
Shadow's EdgeNameless Village | ANBU Kenji was touched by Haruko's sentiment for him, but he didn't fully agree with it. There are times when one person must sacrifice themselves for the safety of the greater whole, and Kenji had had this ingrained in him since a child. To see Haruko so intent that they would return together instead of leaving one behind however, Kenji couldn't bring himself to push the point any further. "Very well then, we stick together." Though he said the words, he wasn't quite sure that he would agree to it in the end if something were to require such a sacrifice, but it was something that time would simply have to be done at the time if the situation were to arise.
Nodding to her as he placed his ANBU mask on, he was surprised to see just how nonrestrictive the mask was to his vision. he had thought it would be very difficult to see with the porcelain mask on, but it seemed to be well constructed to allow for a maximal range of vision. "Alright then... let's stick to the rooftops until we are out of the village and let's keep a quick pace to the crossroads. we don't want to grab any unnecessary attention in or travel." With that, Kenji walked over to the window and opened the shutters, placing one foot on the windowsill as he looked out at the moon which was starting to grow brighter as the night grew darker. Without another word, Kenji launched himself out of the window, reaching a rooftop not far away as he broke out into a sprint jumping from rooftop to rooftop, knowing Haruko would be quick to follow him as he made his way to the rendezvous point.
{Exit to the Crossroads}
"I will protect the village..."
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Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 2:23 pm
Eagle EyesNameless Village | ANBU Once she was sure the mask was on properly in place, Haruko lifted her head up to stare at her room and was surprised to see her range of vision change just ever so slightly. She had thought that the mask would restrict much more sight than she had first anticipated. 'These designs were really well made.' Hearing Kenji speak, Haruko turned her head towards the direction of his voice and noticed him already making his way towards her dorm room window. As soon as Kenji launched himself out of the window, Haruko was quick to follow but took a moment to close her window first before following swiftly behind her partner currently jumping from rooftop to rooftop a few feet away. Not wanting to be left to behind, Haruko added a bit of chakra to her feet to help increase her pace as the two of them silently made their way towards the rendezvous point.
((Exit to Crossroads))
"I serve the village..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 7:47 pm
Rashir came out of his room after a few weeks away fromm everybody. He didn't feel good in that time so he spent all his time in there. Now that he felt up to shape again, he went out for a walk.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 3:59 pm
Rashir got a little hungry since he had not eaten a lot in weeks, so he decided to go grab a bite to eat. (exit to grill)
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:37 am
Strolling on by Narkosa turns to see the common house once again. A feeling of warmth covered the young ninja knowing that he was going to a place that would give him peice of mind. Unlike most people Narkosa passed up on using the front door. Narkosa always seem to be the person who wouldn't use a window, but he did enjoy climbing through windows. Drawing up his special trait it appeared that the shinobi had rope form in his hand. Turning his head left then right Narkosa watches for anyone who would be watching him. Throwing the rope into a window Narkosa gave it a slight tug making sure what appeared to be rope had fasten to somewhere strudy. The climb was quick and silent Death sensei would be proud of that fact.
Inside the room it reveals that the rope was nothing more than ink Narkosa uses for battle. Smiling lightly Narkosa draws the ink back in and takes a seat wondering what he should do next.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 12:45 pm
It was strange to seeNarkosa walking through the doors of the dorm this time. Smiling haplessly he turns his head to see if anyone was in the dorm. After a qouck scan he notices that no one hasn't been here in a while "Wow I cant believe there isn't anyone here," he said calmly. Turning to the stairs Narkosa makes his way to his own room turning tho door kn ob slowly he opens the door to find a large ink stain on his bed spilling onto the floor. "Well this is both good and bad," he sighed as he open a blank scroll. Throwing a blot of ink onto the empty parchment Narkosa draws a kunai knife making a small incision on his hand Narkosa lets his black and red blood spill onto the ink stain after a few tense seconds Narkosa watches the ink stir back to life once again gaining the knowledge that the blob had held "now now inky I thought something would happen here, but I guess I can be wrong," Narkosa says as he holds the injured hand out the ink begins to be sucked into the wound slowly closing up showing no sign of the cut that Narkosa had just made to himself.
Now that the stain was clean Narkosa had some pressing matters to deal with being a gennin while his squad were now chuunin Narkosa had to find a sensei. "I better to to searching for Death sensei oh joy I haft to go find him. I better just start from the source and work my way outwards," Narkosa explaind to himself. turning to the window Narkosa scans the horizon "Okay I guess I should star at his house and see if I can find were he would be," Narkosa smiled in his own frustration he never reall like tracking people down, but it was something that had to be done after all how could he become strong without a strong teacher. Drawing out a thick strand of ink Narkosa hooks it to the window sill repelling down.
((Exits to Death's house))
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 8:20 pm
Narkosa burst into the main room of the common housing building hold the small box he received earlier. Though his voice was low some of what he said was nothing more than a string of obscenities. After several second of some well stringed obscenities Narkosa storms to his room; the door swung in violently Narkosa carefully places the box on his bed. With Narkosa's well organized, Narkosa pointed his hand at a stack of scrolls. The tribal tattoo upon his hand sprang to life stretchering silently the dark fluid grabbed several scrolls, and began retracting back to Narkosa commanding the strands Narkosa smiles at his mastery of his ability. The strands began to roll out on the floor the ink began to cover the blank scroll as Narkosa a large scroll sitting in the corner.
The scroll was on of the first written by his clan " How did he get a hold of this.." After a few moments of silents Narkosa shakes it off "No matter how he got it there is no way that he can use it against me," Taking a hold of the relic Narkosa saw a flash of the past. The burning house with a boy dripping wet watching the house burn to the ground "I shall make my own path," The words were uttered by Narkosa he knew who spoke them before. It was time to begin. Blowing the dust from the ancient scroll Narkosa smile reading the words slowly.
The two blacken scrolls were crossed perfectly which was intended for this ritual. Rolling the relic upon the floor Narkosa smiled as a thought brewed in his mind. "He wanted to give you an old friends name well let us bring him back I never thought this would ever be used," Narkosa turned to a shelf containing several scrolls Narkosa reached behind them all to pull out a oak box.
Narkosa held the box as though he was held a fallen friend. "I sure do miss you my friend I don't think this will bring you entirely back, but it might just help ease my pain," Narkosa dropped the scroll his vision blurred to the scene of a battle field the sight of a white wolf banded with black ropes. All Narkosa saw was his own reaction as blood sprayed upon his face. It was his own scream that broke Narkosa from his own nightmare. Shaking the horrid memories Narkosa rolls out the final scroll to begin the ritual ahead of him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 1:25 pm
The Ritual The room was as silent as a tomb nothing stirred in fear of breaking the errie silence that had a grasp upon this young man's sanctum. Narkosa starred upon the scroll instantly memorizing the ritual and what was needed to be done. Placing both hand into the pouch behind his back Narkosa fondles around for an instant to find what needed for the part he was going to play in this dramatic sequence. Slowly Narkosa drew his hands to his lips his mouth open to ingest three food that will increase his chakra to an amount that was necessary for the ritual he was beginning to do. IN the other hand Narkosa revealed a scalpel holding out his hand narkosa dug the instrument deep within the palm of his hand. The blood began to flow with an errie color or colors in Narkosa's case. The black and red blood began to flow over his hand; staring for a swift second Narkosa transfer the blade over to his wounded hand and began the same sequence to his other hand. With blood flowing from both hand Narkosa knew there was no turning back from this, and now it was time to start. With a thundering clap that broke the silence Narkosa watch as the specks of blood and ink began to move upon their own. Inhaling deeply Narkosa closed his eyes and began to hum. The humming was subtle at first, but as the noise grew louder it got the more the ink began to move. Narkosa's hands shifted from a normal chakra gathering position to the hand seal dog. The ink from the scrolls leapt from their resting place and onto the young pup's resting body. The ink moved furiosly inside the body tending to the pup's wounds and lack of blood loss. "It seems to me that this dog has been through a lot of trauma like you have Narkosa," Narkosa smiled hearing the ink for the first time in his life. Usually the ink would give it's user a gut feeling of some sort, but now it had spoken to him "Open your eyes my friend to see what you are doing to me," Narkosa couldn't believe it this was something that had frighten him for years his ink was turning against him and was going to kill Narkosa for the years of abuse he has sent it through. Narkosa's eyes open slowly preparing for an attack it was to his surprise to see the ink sewing up the pup as though it was a stuff animal. "Now! It is time to pay!" The young pup say with an unnerving roar. Stepping back Narkosa made a stupid mistake and tripped upon his own scroll.without hesitation the pup lunge for Narkosa. Then all ythat could be heard was... Laughter? The pup was happily licking Narkosa and the young ninja was giggling like a school girl "Kinta geet off me you little lummox," Narkosa said pushing the pup off. Kinta leaps backwards making the ink's job more difficult trying to sew him back up. Scrambling to his feet Narkosa saw for this first tim an old friend he thought was dead. The ink began to settle down in Kinta's bodyleave nothing to waste Narkosa snatched the pup up and gave Kinta a hug " Narkosa... Narkosa NARKY YOUR CHOKING ME!!!" The pup yelled. Letting go immediatly Kinta had a confused look upon his face remembering his last moments of life he couldn't understand how he was here. Narkosa smiled once again and said "Come on I will explain on the way."
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