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Post by FUUKAME YUKITO on Mar 15, 2013 1:26:25 GMT -5
Clang! Katanas sparking from heavy impacts and creating long noises throughout the battlefield. The odd opponent keep stricking at Yukito as the Konoha ninja did his best to protect himself. Bombarding him with countless strikes seemed to be his only tactic at this point, but Yukito was not getting any room to counter while defending. He knew that they were not too far from Iwagakure now as the fight was moving on a heavy scale. How a simple 'shopping' mission to gather important herbs for the Medic teams turned into a brawl for plants still puzzled Yukito. Right now, he could only afford to use his short moments of thought in between strikes to come up with something. He only had one reasonable plan, In between strikes, he gathered chakra in his blade in short intervals until it was just enough to form a gale of wind around his blade to stop his opponent. Out of reaction, the man finally backed off, and retreated, but Yukito was mistaken. He simply stepped back to form some wind-based move all his own! A blade of wind shot for Yukito unexpectedly. Luckily with his sword already "charged", Yukito countered instintively by shooting his tornado of wind shielding his blade at the wind blade.
Unfortunately, Yukito's counter was premature as it was not a counter he was properly prepared for. His slight tornado was influenced by the blade, and instead of nullifying, it propelled the fullly-loaded wind blade attack somewhere out in the direction of Iwagakure. He heard a slight crash in the distance, and his teeth bared. "Something got hit! Dammnit! he said under his breath. Now with a look of concern, and anger in his eyes, he turned to face back the strange ninja with no headband on his forehead. The jerk however started to fly off into the same direction of Iwagakaure. Dammnit, was he playing? Yukito hurriedly went off to follow him as he knew that somehow, he was gonna end up close to where the two ninjas' attack landed.
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Mar 18, 2013 16:11:48 GMT -5
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Leikal had a peaceful morning, working in the flowerbed with a single arm and hand while managing through the weeds. His white gloved hand having small areas of dirt smeared along it while he personally continued to tend to the plants with a smile to his lips. The children were playing inside and he continued to work and manage through the plant work while he would only look up to the sky as the sun blistered ahead. Clothed in slack pants and an unbuttoned white dress shirt he would smile. His Iwagakure headband dangled off the side of his hip along with a clay pouch while his Shinobi Alliance headband, akin to INTEL, would be on his forehead. He would hear something, a buzz in the air and would look around, seeing nothing. A child walked out to greet him, the kid himself smiling and laughing. Then the tornado hit something, something important.
The kid was thrown, flung against the sturdy stall, every bone crushing inside that boy’s body as Leikal heard every crunch. His eyes widened in surprise, instantly he knew the kid died on impact and he would look to the direction that the fighting came from. His eyes glared, hatred filling as he saw two individuals coming his way, the direction that the attack came from as Leikal would instantly forming several hand seals in his single hand. With a slam of his hand he would pick up a single slab of dirt, however this single slab of dirt was a football stadium in length and about thirty meters in width and height as he would grip it with a single hand and threw it in their direction. The earth release: Earth Mausoleum Dumpling technique was a dangerous one as it would aim to smash the two individuals through blind rage and complete frustration. The strength of the technique possessing more power than most would assume.
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Post by FUUKAME YUKITO on Mar 21, 2013 23:22:54 GMT -5
The bastard picked up speed as he was heading for the Hidden Village now; Yukito was now pissed. Was this guy playing with him or something? If that was the case, then he couldn’t bare to let him get away if he was wasting his time like this. The ninja that just liked to play and toy with people were ones that he honestly couldn’t stand. It was screaming missing-nin material on top of that. With that drive to hit his ego, he immediately tried for a chakra burst in his feet to lunge off the next landing his feet met. Upon lunge, he was soaring a little close to the man and tried to land a chakra-infused punch to practically crack this guy’s back. His superhuman-like strength shined – CRACK!
The ground cracked upon impact with his fist – it missed, and the mysterious ninja now barely reached the Village. Strangely, he unleashed a time bomb as Yukito tried to recover from his failed move, but the ANBU Jounin refused to give in. He dashed out of the smokescreen, and caught sight of the man. They were both now in the Village, but the moment he entered, Yukito spied the immense amount of earth that was hurtling towards both ninja. To his disappointment, he saw the ninja heading right into the oncoming land, but disappeared in a poof of smoke at the same time which indicated the use of a shadow clone. As the earth now came for him speedily, Yukito’s only reaction then was to aim his fist, put all his focus into his left arm, outstretched it as it was just close enough and smashed right into the football stadium-sized land mine of earth! Yukito managed to cut right into the heart of the rock and through to the other side so he would go through the whole thing before it eventually crumbled away behind him. The Jounin slightly panted as he stood stationary, and wondered if that move came from the same ninja. What the hell was going on?
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Post by SUKNI LEIKAL on Mar 25, 2013 14:33:27 GMT -5
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Leikal could only remember the death of his orphan, the orphan he took care of and in full effect kept with his own eyes on the two. Though the sound of a small poof, shadow clone, was evident, meaning one of the two was not there however, he would know the second one was there as he burst completely through that entire rock jutsu, as he would glare. The man stood stationary and Leikal would stick his hand into his clay pouch as the mouth would eat into the clay and he would rush forwards. The mouth would keep eating away while he would rush forwards and now with this he would be in complete readiness to devastate someone. This devastation would result with the next few jutsu, as his hand would eat at the clay. All the while, his fingers formed the hand signs necessary for the stone dragon jutsu.
The jutsu would rush forwards, Leikal riding on top of it with chakra holding his feet stationary while the dragon arced through the sky. The dragon rougher, less artistic than normal yet the expression on Leikal’s face was a foreign one, one of hatred. It was not displeasure, longing, threatening; no, it was hatred in the purest of all forms inside this form. Leikal in this likely-hood would aim to devastate and his own reign of terror, even this close in the village, would aim to destroy this man. His eyes could not magnify nor find out that the second fool was but this own, that face and everything else was going to die by Leikal’s hand. With a jump the dragon would partake in catering into the ground where the other ninja stood while Leikal would jump high, seemingly to hover it would seem while he did such a maneuver.
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Post by FUUKAME YUKITO on Apr 6, 2013 12:55:54 GMT -5
Yukito recovered shortly, and caught his breath from the run to the Iwagakure Village. At the same time, he tried to process what the hell happened. All he knew was that he was battling a suspicious character, and up to this point, he knew that he was merely playing games because he did not treat the confrontation seriously. On top of that, he retreated here, created a Shadow Clone along the way, and now there he was alone. At the same time, he noticed a smoky scene like at the scene of a accident, or impacted attack. That also had him clueless; it just wasn’t like him to not be savvy of what’s going on. However, that soon left his mind as he noticed a character walking hurriedly his way with his hands in his pockets, looking pissed off and focused only on killing or hurting – it was all in his expression. It didn’t scare or worry Yukito; only striked his curiosity. As the man progressed, Yukito merely looked up at him directly, preparing himself for whatever was to come – it was clear this man had a problem with him, and wasn’t going to be passive about it. However, he had to admit that the sudden white-looking dragon-typed creature appearing from his jutsu surprised him somewhat as it shot into the sky with the man atop its head. ”….the hell?” he admitted to himself looking up at the sight – the dragon itself looked coarse and forced as it approached Yukito.
He would have really love to know why this man was targetting him like this. Yukito was the kind of man that liked to fight only if he had good reason; especially when bringing out his best. He couldn’t think of any reason as to why this was happening, but at this point, all he could was tell himself that he needed to protect himself. The dragon approached, looking as if it would crash into the ground where Yukito stood. The man jumped off as the dragon reached close, and Yukito made out the Iwagakure band. The man was a local, so why would he do such damage close to the building? Perhaps, this was the doing of the strange man from before? ..either way, Yukito’s thoughts were put on hold as he had to deal with the oncoming threat. He could easily dodge this beast, but he would have much rathered to dispose of it somehow. He wasn’t even sure what the thing was made of as it was certainly not real. As it got closer and closer, he thought about making it paralyzed, so with his quick hand signs, he unleased his Inspiration Wave jutsu typically used for strengthening surfaces, but as an ANBU, he practised making his techniques more versatile. He created a field of surged, electrifying current around him that would last just enough to hit the dragon-like creature before dissipating in about a minute being present by itself without anything to strengthen and electrify. Yukito would jump at the last second out of the way to his immediate left as the ‘dragon’ would be encapsulated in the electric field with the hopes of paralyzing.
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