Her sister really was not one to show any sympathy whatesoever to anyone who was not her, Yanmei. A sweet yet dark chuckle slipped through her lips into the air. Her gaze "staring" upon her sisters face although her eyes did not see her. Perhaps Yanmei was too relaxed around people, it made Yanyu nervous? Either way, Mei Mei knew how to keep herself safe. She'd been doing it for years after all. One thing was for sure, they still owned the man for helping them. Yanyu could hate it as much as she wanted, they owed a "debt". Assuming the Hyuuga could keep them "tame" enough for it. They were double edged blades capably of cutting the owner as well as the target if not used wisely. Yanmei just had a childish way of seeing things to a point, put if one didn't take her seriously they would learn it was a wrong move.
Saying nothing more, Yanmei spread out her legs readying herself to spar her younger yet mature sister. As a Taijutsu user her speciality was in hand to hand combat, surprisingly considering she was well blind. As Yanmei moved towards her beloved sibbling, her sai's in each hand, she was about to make a strike when a familiar voice came into notice. Speak of the devil and he appears! Stopping in her tracks she turned to face the man, hiding her weapon up her sleeves for now. His grin would go unnoticed by her, but the tone in his voice would not. "Nee-chan... If it isn't the devil himself. We shouldn't have spoken of him ~ It made him come, or perhaps, we should have said his name much earlier to get him here ~" She stated obviosly playing with the situation not caring what Apollo would think. Her sleeve infront of her mouth helped muffle a few childish giggles. "We are doing lovely~ or were, I can not always speak for my sister~" If Apollo knew them well enough, the were (in Yanyu's case) was basically saying his appearance ruined it. Yanmei didn't mind though. Apollo was fascinating in a way.
Her crimson eyes gazed to where she sensed Apollo's face was, looking yet not seeing him. For most people, this look gave them the creeps. What was she to do about it? Not her fault she coudl not see.
Chakra Pool: 300 ║Stamina Pool: 150 ║Chakra Elements: Earth, Water ║ Bloodline: N/A
Redera Issun
Dcme
Posted: Tue Jun 18, 2013 9:13 pm
&&&&&Ｙａｎｙｕ〖 煙 雨 〗║ｓｈａｋｕｔｏｎ ║ｎｉｎｊｕｔｓｕ║ｂｕｋｉｊｕｔｓｕ
"Ｐｏｏｒ Ｕｎｆｏｒｔｕｎａｔｅ Ｓｏｕｌｓ"
It was no secret that Yanyu was reserved who by default trusted very few--and for good reasons. But even to this day, her memory was lacking of him. Of how he had directly saved her when she was near death. She knew he did, and to her expense Yanmei reminded her at the ripest of times. Regardless, Yanyu had prepared to uphold the bargain. At least that much she was willing to do. Yet somehow old invisible scars still ached whenever she was reminded. Now, true to her sister's words, he was here. Her sister lowering her stance and Yanyu doing the same. At least two seconds until he started to speak. His compliments were flattering but they were familiar with nature. A snake dressed in wool. Golden fleece. He was a man who dressed of class and with winsome features. His name was only appropriate after all.
Her gaze flickered to her sister, noting her usual spirited atmosphere before returning to Apollo. Even blind, her sister was very keen. But there were truer things that Yanyu wished to protect her of. Her feelings however would remain buried for now. Her sleeve by habit covering her lips didn't shift. "And why is that again?" Her tone as steady as silver bells resonating with implied discomfort as ever. It was also no secret that she disliked their 'checkups'. Her gaze unwilling to succumb to the man's rather naughty expression. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂
[S ranked = 14 posts = 3 sentences per post = 42 sentences ]
Generation of True Weakness. It was technique that required that Aki tweek her Moment of True Weakness and make it stronger. She would be able to swamp everyone within her range and virtually kill bloodline usage for awhile. The draw back? She too would be effected. It was a hard placed Jutsu to consider using in actual combat, since Aki relied on her bloodline as well. So. Her solution? Only to use this technique once she had exhausted all other mediums. That or if she knew her opponents bloodlines would only make things harder she could stop them from the start and go for such weakness that would result. She had many potential uses for this jutsu and thusly she began to train to modify and strengthen it. Letting out a deep sigh she closed her eyes and activated her bloodline. The other Aki came forth, yawning and opening her glowing red eyes. "Geez! You could have let me at least play a little longer. All you ever let me do is the dirty work!"So? Aki scowled and crossed her arms over her chest. I can refuse to switch you know...go find Flou. Kill him.Good luck with that. The inner Aki retorted, sounding sure of herself. The demon Aki seemed amused. Ooooh? Being in Otogakure has given you backbone! Tossing her head to and fro, Aki began to practice her Jutsu. Making the needed hand signals, she activated her Jutsu. Initially nothing happened. Not even a glowing flicker of light. Biting down on her bottom lip, Aki realized she was going to have to retrace her steps from the last time. Making the needed hand signals she activated her chakra with a medium burst. Her lights began to glow, brighter and brighter before the fizzled out. Cursing her luck she tossed her hands into the air. Biting down on her thumb she thought about what it was she needed to do to achieve mastery of this and quickly. First thing first, she needed to approach it slowly. Like the last time she had tried, she had started with a medium burst and then had released a stronger and more controlled burst of chakra.
Applying the same principle was key at this point in time. Sucking in a large breath she released it slowly. This was not the same wayward and wishy washy malicious Aki that normally presented herself. She knew there was gain to be had by making herself stronger. If not for the Aki she shared this body with but for herself. Always for herself. Going through the hand signals she activated a medium burst of chakra to her jutsu. Her eyes began to glow, releasing a white stream of light that was already starting to flicker out. Adding another burst of stronger chakra to reinforce the jutsu she was able to project the light further around her. It glowed brighter and brighter until it flashed a blaring white blare, encompassing the area. Aki returned to her consciousness in that moment, blink in surprise. "It basically sends my a** back regardless...Thank me later! She barked, Aki looking smug suddenly. If she ever wanted to get rid of her other self she had to convince her to use this technique. Fat chance!
[ Completed : Sakkakugan : Generation of True Weakness ]
[ Genni Genjutsu :12 posts to learn : 3 sentences per post : 36 to learn ]
Yawning, Aki stretched her arms out before her. Things were starting to get more interesting now. She was getting stronger and stronger after she had reached her desired point there was one person she was going after. God. To see him writhe. She giggled aloud. This is not for your pleasure...remember that.Yeah, yeah. Whatever. She thought to herself, the real Aki. Clapping her hands together twice she moved onto the next Jutsu on her list to master. It was a simple strengthening Jutsu. This Jutsu would immensely power up her Genjutsu. It would be doubly hard to realize what was going on and if they miraculously did, it made it triply hard to break her technique with Kai. This Jutsu was Aki's ultimate reassurance to going up against a stronger Shinobi. One like Sypher. A girl with a vendetta was a terrible thing to withhold. Smirking she imagine several scenarios where she was torturing Sypher. The displeasure in the back of her mind caused her to refocus.
Summoning a clone, Aki instructed it to do one task only. Try and break out of her Genjutsu. The clone nodded it's head slowly. It was wary of being put under a Genjutsu but was under an order to carry it out. Aki squared off against the clone, moving through her hand signals before she activated her chakra. She used her infamous Genjutsu numbness. The clone began to feel the effects, her limbs feel more and more disconnected from her body. Despite being under the Genjutsu' the clone did not realize what was happening to her. She reached for her Kunai, slowly and drew it slowly. Her hands trembled from the effort of drawing her kunai and holding it out in front of her. Slowly her grip slackened and the kunai slipped out of her grasp. Aki chuckled, watching her clones feeble attempts at grasping her weapon. It was at this point in time where the clone finally realized she was being influenced by the Genjutsu. Forming the signal to release Kai, she tried with minor application of chakra. The technique failed, the effects weighing down on her body. She tried again, applying more chakra until it finally worked. She let out a loud gasp and sunk to her knees.
Aki stood there, smirking. Watching her clone suffer was like imagining the real Aki being tortured. It was a dream come true. You will disappear before that ever happens... Chuckling to herself the other Aki looked up at the sky. Ohhh. But I can dream. More than Sypher more than anything else on this planet...ripping you to pieces is what I fantasize about the most. She thought, being particularly nasty today.
[Completed : Sakkakugan : Genni Genjutsu ]
[ Kugai :12 posts to learn : 3 sentences per post : 36 to learn ]
Another moment, another technique to learn. She was only drawing herself even closer to her goal, however. She purred at the thought. Soon she would be in a good condition, enough to go out on missions and what not. Aki was tired of training. She visibly pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. In retaliation she could possibly go back and ask Suoh for a mission. See if she could appeal to his more playful side and ask for forgiveness. Don't you dare! The inner Akemi snapped. Her annoyance washed over Aki, causing her to snarl and narrow her eyes. Whatever. I wasn't serious anyway. She said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Hmph!" Looking to the clone that had finally gotten to her feet Aki explained the next jutsu to her. It was another Genjutsu improvement technique but this time it sought to modify it greatly. It would make her jutsu immensely stronger, so strong that Kai would not work in breaking it. Only inflicting enough damage that equaled the rank of her Genjutsu would be enough to brake it. Leaving her victim seriously screwed if they had to use an S ranked amount of damage to themselves just to break free. The clone's eyes widened and she almost began whimpering. Aki 'tched' at her and pointed for her to get into position.
Obliging the clone waited patiently while Aki began her Genjutsu. Activating it Aki sacrificed for this technique by adding another half of the Genjutu's activation chakra in order to 'modify' the Genjutsu; making it in turn stronger. Voice of Domination. Aki felt like playing around with this Jutsu for now. Crossing her arms across her chest and looking and inspecting her finger nails, the lack of action on Aki's part startled and left the clone confused. "Alright. Clone, I want you to draw your Kunai and stab yourself in the leg. It's for your own good you know. Making sure you don't submit to any Genjutsu so easily. It's necessary..." Aki instructed, the clone blinking a few times in surprise. She nodded slowly then more rapidly as if this order made the most sense in the world. She happily grasped the Kunai and plunged it into her leg with zeal. She balked out in pain and fell to her side, grasping her leg in pain. "Ahh. Perfect. Now. Do it to your other leg. Just to make sure. Stab yourself again, in the other leg." She commanded, the clone nodding and once again repeating the process. It continued on like that until the clone had tortured herself enough that she had broken the cost ordnance and disappeared in a wisp of smoke. It was cruel on Aki's part but she didn't particularly care.
xxxxxxxxxxxＨideo walked lackadaisically through the thick brush as he traveled further into the village. Reaching the massive series of wooden buildings, Hideo moved swiftly up the ramp to a pair of sliding wooden doors. Facing the doors, Hideo reached out, fingering the soft wooden handle before sliding the door open and entering the first in a strand of buildings. Stepping carefully inside, he examined the inhabitants of the room before him, his eyes flickering from wall to wall before continuing inward.
Ｒummaging through a pile of books on simple elemental affinity and manipulation, Hideo was quick to find a single large textbook on Katon chakra manipulation. Moving to a separate building from the others, Hideo quickly shot to the centre of the vacant room. Allowing his legs to buckle beneath him, Hideo fell to the solid wooden construct beneath him, calming himself with several deep breaths, concentrating both as he inhaled and exhaled. Focusing on each breath that both entered and left his lungs, Hideo's consciousness both became completely separate, and yet omnipresent. He quickly summoned forth his chakra, focusing within his core. Kneading the warm, meta-physical substance within his centre as it began to flow around him, or rather it had always been there. He now began to sense the chakra flow, as it drifted around him like an active brook, the chakra within his core being pulled from the physical adaptation all around him. As it tightened within his centre, the chakra grew warm, hot in fact and grew forth into his lungs as it shot upward through his gullet. The heat growing, becoming more present as it climbed, the heat grew, and yet it disturbed nothing. Then, in a sudden burst of energy, Hideo exhaled, the fire quickly escaping from his mouth, and into the room, it's presence alone raising the surrounding air's temperature by several degrees. But the flames quickly dissipated, becoming nothing more then a mere signature of the magnificent heat they once possessed. [ Technique Learned :: Great Fireball Technique ] Ｌeaning back, Hideo pressed his palms firmly against the oaken floor. Holding himself up as his head fell backwards, closing his eyes slowly before opening them once more to find himself in the same building. "What a pain. Training..." Hideo leaned forward, flipping through the book, but finding little to actually aid him, he closed his eyes once more. Drawing more energy from the brook, flowing all around him in the familiar manner. The "water" from the book began to boil as Hideo brought it forth to his lungs once more, the heat; comforting as he leaned back, inhaling, focusing on his breath and the heat within. He quickly exhaled, his breath moving up his esophagus before escaping from within all together. The massive fireball quickly field the room above Hideo in a flurry of uncontrolled flames, they only lasted several moments before dispersing once more. The ceiling above, completely and utterly scorched, though not to the extent to which it would've compromised the structure. Hideo adjusted his weight, leaning forward as he set his palms into his lap carefully. Once more, focusing inwards, kneading and heating the chakra within his core once more. As the chakra became more and more heated, Hideo shifted it into his lungs once more, only moments before splitting it. As Hideo leaned back again, in the same manner as previous, he exhaled with great furry, seven balls, smaller than the first escaping from his gullet all at once. The balls each struck the ceiling with equal power and prowess as the first before dispersing upon striking the wooden surface and spreading outwards all across the soft, oaken form. [ Technique Learned :: Mythical Fire Flower Technique ] Ｆire. A dangerous construct of gasses and heat. Hideo quickly leaned back once more, forming several hand seals as he began to knead a furry of chakra within his core once more. This formation was now little more than second nature. The chakra built up, heating up as it rose. Rose out of his core, and into the gullet of the young man as he summoned forth a torrent of flames that escaped into the surrounding atmosphere. The heat, brilliant, the soft touch of searing brilliance against his face unlike any other. Dragging forth a light pink pigment to his cheeks with every soft ember that reached his soft facial structure. Closing his eyes, his mind fell back to some degree, conscious, and yet unconscious all at the same time as he allowed his own chakra to connect to the surrounding energy radiating outward from the flames. Pulling the warm air inward, he exhaled, his chakra growing in a thin veil around his own body. The veil of chakra, warm, and radiating as the surrounding heat became less brilliant, utterly ordinary, the heat only serving to intensify the light veil of chakra around himself, protecting him from the heat of his own creation to some degree or another. [ Technique Learned :: Fireproof Technique ]
xxxxxxxxxxxＦorming a quick series of hand signs, as a mass of chakra began building up within his core. The brilliance of the heat as it grew becoming more than comfortable, but rather invigorating. The energy seemed to climb as it rippled, writhing within his chest in a flurry of rage, emotion. The pent up energy, climbed through his esophagus before ripping past his lips, and in a bright display of roaring flames, seven balls of crackling gasses shot outwards, bursting outwards against the oaken ceiling above. The flames rippling outward in a blithesome dance.
Ｈideo stood up, drawing five kunai as several light embers drifting blissfully downward before breaking apart upon his shoulder. Forming several hand signs while holding the kunai carelessly between his fingers as a mass of heat quickly began building up within his core. Exhaling deeply, the warm energy rippled upward through Hideo's throat, inhaling one final time. Puffing out his chest, Hideo tossed the five kunai before exhaling, five balls of fire, slightly larger than those from earlier ripped outward from his gullet. As they reached the projectiles, the flames over took their position, igniting the onyx forms for all that they were worth. The flaming knives continuing forward, piercing the air as slight ripples of heat distorted the atmosphere around. Each knife pierced the wall on the opposite side of the room, their forms still burning, as the black of their scorched forms carried outwards from the position of the knives, threatening to light the wall ablaze. Hideo hurried to the position of each knife, the veil of chakra protecting himself from the flames as he gathered each projectile. Flicking his hand outward, the flames quickly dissipated.
Hideo continued back to his previous position, holding the onyx projectiles in front of his face, examining their form, still glowing slightly with the heat that had rippled over their form only moments previous. Forming hand signs in the same manner as earlier, Hideo began to knead the chakra within his centre with the same prowess as previously, the chakra war and comforting, however rather than allowing it to travel up his gullet. He quickly caused it to burst outward, moving to his hand before rippling into each weapon respectively. Inhaling as the weapons grew to such a heat, they burned to such a point that the metal itself glowed white without any outside source, each weapon now created, propelled heat as the chakra was spent. Only moments after the chakra was applied, the burning sensation quickly grew to such a point that it threatened to break through his veil. Hideo tossed the knives as the ripped through the air, their heat distorting the air around them. With each dull thump, the knives struck the opposite wall once more, the walls instantly becoming growing black and then catching fire. Hideo quickly moved to the wall in an attempt to extinguish the flames that continued to replenish themselves as the chakra burned into the wall. Hideo quickly ripped the knives from the wall but the second they touched the floor, the oaken surface too became blackened with the heat that was being expelled with each passing second. Though the chakra soon completely dissipated before the floors could catch fire any further. [ Technique Learned :: Mythical Fire Phoenix Nails Red Technique ] Ｓeeing the blackened walls and ceiling, Hideo moved swiftly across the room, heading over to a window on the far side of the room. Quickly opening the window, Hideo clambered out onto the sill. Extending his body fully, he reached up onto the edge of the roof, lifting himself onto the platform above. As Hideo pulled himself up, he thrust his elbow onto the roof before pulling the rest of his form up along with it. The wooden surface was dotted with moss and other miscellaneous growths.
Ｓitting within the center of the platform-like roof, Hideo looked around, appreciating the peacefulness of the surrounding nature before forming a quick series of hand signs, all of which began the process of pulling in chakra from the surrounding stream. The chakra grew hotter than before, and Hideo drew in more and more chakra, molding it into a massive ball of fire, it ripped around within Hideo's lungs, expanding and compressing itself in a brilliant dance. Inhaling once more, Hideo created a mass of pressure within his chest, and with a quick exhale, the energy hurried up his gullet, forming flames just as it made contact with the surrounding atmosphere. The energy ripped outward through the forest cover as they took the form several balls of flame. Each taking the form of an intricate dragon head, similar to those within Chinese lore. They ripped into the sky before dissipating as they smoldered about, turning the sky orange in a sudden display. [ Technique Learned :: Great Dragon Fire Technique ] Ｈideo stepped back, a look of almost surprise crossing his face as he looked into the sky, the orange flames dissipating above. Hideo quickly exhaled, his breath slightly harsh, almost a sigh in fact. As he continued to step back, the embers fell from the sky, layering the platform with what remnants of the dragon flames still existed.
Ｆorming a quick series of hand signs, Hideo began drawing in chakra once more, he continued to knead the chakra within his core. As his power increased, so did the energy within the stream around. Like before, the heat of his chakra within his centre began to travel up his esophagus in the same manner as before. The flames were lesser than before, however they were much warmer, and they danced with more speed than before. With a quick exhale, Hideo brought his right hand to his lips, cupping slightly as the energy met the surrounding atmosphere and shot outward in the form of a shifting ball of flames. Launching them into the sky, they reached nearly twenty feet into the air, scorching the trees as they dissipated into the air, nothing remaining, save a series of embers. [ Technique Learned :: Fireball ]
xxxxxxxxxxxＳtanding on the roof still, Hideo stretched upward. His eyes focusing upon the blue sky above, flickering back and forth between the myriad of clouds above. His focus quickly changed however, meditating on the chakra as it flowed around his body, taking it into his body, his arm. The chakra quickly began to tighten within his arm before dancing about erratically. The chakra ripped outward, making contact with the atmosphere around as it swiftly pulled the air around it, causing it to rip about in an uncontrollable torrent. As the sword expanded downward, extending beyond his arm, it suddenly burst outwards, the force causing Hideo to fall backwards upon his back, the damp moss quickly becoming uncomfortable. Returning to his feet, Hideo shook his head slightly, attempting to shake the sudden dizziness.
Continuing forward, Hideo repeated his previous actions, forming but two hand seals before a sudden torrent of wind forced itself around his right arm. The energy, quickly dancing about as it forced a whirling torrent of air to join his arm, the air now writhing around his arm. The torrent extending forward, acting as a sword, however this time it was different, faster, and yet more stable. Hideo stepped forward, lashing out, jabbing forward, moving in a downward chop and then pulling back again, allowing his hand to stretch open, the air dispersed as though it were simply a natural form of wind. [ Technique Learned :: Sword of Wind ]
Ｈolding similar hand signs as before, Hideo began to allow the chakra within him to dance around in a massive spinning torrent. As Hideo walked forward, he allowed the chakra to burst out, attracting the wind and then pushing it away once more. The bursts suddenly stopped as Hideo bent forward, panting slightly at the exhaustion of his own chakra that he had only just undergone. As Hideo continued forward, he allowed his chakra to burst once more and then compress itself within his core, writhing about within his centre before spreading throughout his entire body.
Ｔhe chakra within his core burst outwards before centering itself within his core once more, switching places inside his body, moving from his shoulder to his leg with each passing burst, the air around him being disturbed as well as the chakra adjusted the surrounding pressure. Another burst left the chakra compressed within his hand, and the air swirling around him. Holding out his arm, the air began dancing about with increased speed before allowing him to lash out. The wind around his hand extending forward with the power fantastic as it ripped through the forest, extending twenty feet in front of him, each passing moment allowing the wind to lash further out, ripping through the jungle ahead in a torrent of wind. [ Technique Learned :: Gale Wind Palm ]
Ｓtepping forward, Hideo formed a simple hand seal just in front of his chest. Closing his eyes, he began to meditate upon his chakra once more. This time, allowing the bumbling blue brook flowing around his body to flow faster, jumping around his own form. As Hideo focused in on the chakra, he extended that which he had been kneading in his centre, and then pulled in that which surrounded his current form. The chakra continued itself blithesome dance within his body, all around as he focused in on the chakra, allowing it to contract and extend once more. He lunged forward, forming several hand signs as he released the chakra all at once, standing up straight as he did so. His chakra began to extend around his body once more as he focused in on his own form. Breathing in deeply, he exhaled, and his body disappeared with a sudden unprecedented flash.
Ｒeappearing only feet in front of his former position, Hideo turned around, rotating at the hip as he carefully studied everything that had changed between his two positions. Forming several hand signs more, Hideo would repeat his former actions, allowing his chakra to escape his form and then return once more, contracting and extending in an erratic dance, and in another quick flash, Hideo was gone, however this time he would be further away in a more successful display of ability, this time arriving at the Kage's office in search of a mission... [ Technique Learned :: Body Flicker Technique ] -Exit-
Ｉｎｆｏ נ u ᴛ s u . ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ :: Shunshin no Jutsu [ Body Flicker Technique ] נ u ᴛ s u . ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴋ :: D נ u ᴛ s u . ᴅ ᴇ s c ʀ ι ᴘ. ::Shunshin no Jutsu is a basic Ninjutsu technique. The Shinobi will appear and disappear in an instant, allowing them to retreat or attack suddenly. To facilitate the movement the Shinobi will often use nearby elements such as mist, sand or leaves to mask their appearance or disappearance.
Now what in the heavens could Yanmei be talking about. Apollo wasn't any devil. Maybe a little twisted. Evil, perhaps, but he was certainly no devil. Well, not one that they knew too much about. His intentions always remained shadowed by lesser things and, in this situation, it was of course no different than the others. "You're always so warm, Mei-Mei~ I wonder why your sister must insist on being so cold to me all the time." Amber orbs swayed from Mei over to Yu, giving her a gleaming pearled smile that would of course assure any misdeed would never come to pass, at least not yet. Today was a day of celebration! The first fall of a nation had been planned and Apollo merely wanted to share that with his lovely ladies. "Now now. Don't be that way. Yu-Yu~ I know you recall the amount of wounds you had when I first fished you up. Something like that doesn't get healed over night quickly. Check-Ups are needed to make sure there were no complications with your healing and all is well. But, before we get to that I'll start with another topic." Moving his hand in a waving fashion, Apollo then went on to the next subject. "Soon, we'll be assaulting Kirigakure to kidnap the Mizukage. Something that honestly shouldn't be too difficult. Now, I don't know if either of you have been getting battle ready, but I'm imploring you to do so and fast. There will be wars in the future and.." Slowly his eyes teared up, expressing a large amount of what could be called sadness. "..I DON'T WANT MY BABIES TO GET HURT! @~ @ APOLLO-SAMA LOVES HIS GIRLS!" Without warning he rushed over and embraced the two into a forceful hug. "@ ~@ PLEASE DON'T EVER LEAVE MY SIDE! I NEED YOU TWO IN MY LIFE TO MAKE IT COMPLETE! I LOVE YOU BOTH MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE EVER!" Oh yeah. Totally the truth.
Redera Issun
Aquos Dragoa
Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 10:20 am
&&&&&Ｙａｎｍｅｉ〖 艷梅 〗║Ｇｅｎｉｎ║ｔａｍｅｒ║ｓｅｎｓｏｒ
"Ｙｏｕｒ ｆａｔｅ ｉｓ Ｓａｆｅ ｉｎ ｍｙ ｈａｎｄｓ."
Yanmei, Yanyu. Yin and yang. Two sides of the same coin. These sisters probably were the best representatives of these sayings. Of course to a certain point only. Apollo was quite the character. His existence amused Yanmei in quite a great deal. When called warm she couldn't help but giggle as she attempted to hide a pink blush behind her kimono sleeve. "Oh Apollo sama~ You are too kind~" Though his question about Yanyu was understandable. "Apollo sama should not feel so sad~ Yanyu acts the coldest towards you~" It was as if she was saying, she hated him the most. Correction that is what she was completely implying, that Yanyu possibly hated Apollo the most out of everyone she had ever met. Yanmei would merely keep her blush hidden behind her sleeve as Apollo continued speaking but towards her sister. How the woman was probably eating herself on the inside reisting an urge to harm the man. Yu yu could be quite prideful when it came to such things. Getting help from him was something that had wounded it dearly. Now as he continued the topic intrigued her even more. Attacking another village. How wonderful. Her precious pet could get some nice food with such a thing. It had been a while since he had tasted human flesh, he was probably missing it. "Oooooooo~" She yelped with glee as she almost jumped up and down in the very spot she stood. "That sounds delightful~! But..." The womans voice soften like that of a child almost ready to cry, or ashamed in themself. "I have not trained... you see.... I haven't gotten to it yet but! Your Mei Mei promises to work hard and be battle ready for Kirigakure~" By the end her gleeful nature was back as she beamed a bright smile at the man. This happened just as he grabbed her and maybe even Yanyu into a hug. "Ahhhhh~ There there." Was all she said to the matter as the blind girl somewhat hugged him back. If he had any sort of suggestion for training for Yanmei to learn, she'd be happy to hear. Wasn't exactly easy to know things when you well.... couldn't read.
She scoffed at his direct accusation and comparison. It was true, and with the way he was gently reminding her of his heroic deed it made her want to push the lames aside. Nee-san..there are such limits to your kindness. But alas there was no changing that. In the meanwhile her gaze steadily dissected his form as she was listening. Hold up. Tearing down Kirigakure was no problem. At least not to her mindset-- for it was a indeed she owed him. Ownership and Responsibility came hand in hand. After the havoc that they'll reap, no more words will critics have to speak. All that good stuff will be stored in the future. Meanwhile her eyes had the answers to the tangled knots to sweep the tides away in this cause. But this man and his galls... "...!" His babbling sweet talking aside, her face scrunched up with disgust as his hand had dragged her and her sister into an unwanted embrace. He was a genius medic one one hand and a chipper boy on the other. But his tall stature did suggest some athleticism. She would have to be careful. Hearing Yanmei coo at him, her face really turned to s**t when her sister seemed to take pleasure in his doting affection.
Wriggling a bit, Yanyu managed to recover her weight. "Enough already." Pushing him away with one hand, she turned around, grabbing her sister's hand to rip her away from his hold like it was the most holiest duty to be done on Earth. At any rate, she let go of her sister's hand. "Our most immediate task is training. Let's finish quick before he starts with the unnecessary waterworks again." Yanyu voiced to Yanmei, as she walked further ahead to get her own area. From there on after a few watchful glances at the two, she got into pose to prepare herself. There's still hope for you and me. We've come so far from last time after all..
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Mizu Shirizoke [ Water Repelling ] This technique produces a mist of pure Shakuton chakra that dehydrates Suiton techniques that come into contact with it. The amount of chakra used in this technique is directly reflective of the incoming attack. ( Simply meaning a Suiton technique which costs [40] chakra to form is intercepted by a Mizu Shirizoke worth [40] chakra, and so on and so forth.) • Takes [15] posts to learn.
Mizu Shirizoke // Water Repelling
[1/14] Being familiar with one's self called for a little history rundown. Though she was of a vagabond's descent, Yanyu knew that she her ability and durability towards heat wasn't just the run of the crop perk. In fact, when she researched it some days back she learned of her clan's techniques. But the one she needed to know in order to establish the building block of all the Scorch foundation was the Water Repelling Technique. And producing the Shakuton chakra from her body came easy enough. But what to do with it? The oriental woman looked around for a target. Ah. Surely enough, she had seen one. [2/14] With a bucket of water some miscreant janitor had neglected, Yanyu directed her chakra mist around it. For the first few moments it did nothing but bore her with no results. A little after ten minutes she started to see vapor dance it's way out into the air from the bucket. Now knowing that more chakra was needed, Yanyu went ahead and spent the chakra. The sloshing murky water now gone within moments through her intense assertion. "Much better." [3/14] But alas. Her training didn't end there. The small success was nothing close to mastery. Water wasn't going to sit still in a bucket for her every time in a battle. From what she could conjecture in an imaginary scenario, Shinobi could still produce water from the air. And the Burning Jade Woman wasn't one to accept such advantages. The truest way to cripple an opponent was to take away their natural resources. Which was why she felt pride in her blood. The chagrin that will dehydrate the fluid dreams of any that get in her way. The valid point of that made her bring about another target. Someone's water clone. [4/14] This clone was perfect. Unsuspecting. Larger in volume. Moving, very much alive and able to be mobile. She felt no need to ask for consent, for this would be practice for that person as well. So the kunoichi went ahead and produced the clan-made mist upon the clone. First he started bubbling. Then he just evaporated without even melting. Oh my, that's rather gruesome. Witnessing her rude success he sauntered to her with an angry mixed with confused gaze. No words could he endow her with for the sparring acquaintance looked at the puddle of his jutsu through a puppy dog look. The simpering wimp should go ignored. This was Otagakure. Land of Black, White, and Gray. When he asked why, she didn't even acknowledge his presence. [5/14] "What's your problem?! Hey b***h!!" She heard him. Now that he was out of his crying fit, he finally looked like a thuggish idiot. She continued to ignore him, figuring that by provoking him she could use the provocation as a means to enter a spar. "You think you can just try to play it cool and act like you don't care? HUH b***h?!" Quick-lime eyes shot in his direction. Unforgivable. "If bitches have a social obligation to accept being called that, then by all means, refer to me as the Queen b***h." She turned around. Razor blades were born from her callous tongue and remarks for her teeth to carry. The amusement hid in the corners of her eyes from seeing the thick vein on his bald head pulsate. "What's wrong? Couldn't correct your jutsu the first time? Ignoring his other remarks, she cut him off again. Adding more salt to the mental injury. Raising a brow, she put in an extra long sigh. "Honestly what are you trying to do? My sister's pet lizard is effortless in comparison." At her taunts, he felt like he was probably getting pushed over in the drag. Erupting in anger, he sent forward three water clones. [6/14] At the oncoming cerberus of ain't s**t men, she projected to them her fabulous razzle dazzle of dehydrating mist. The third's fist couldn't even touch her more stationary-out-of-reach presence. "I don't think it was meant to be. Wouldn't you agree?" Her tone hid a dirge of effortless sarcasm. The same way her eyes widened with him creating three more at his pride's folly. And again she dehydrated them. His chakra and hers at the expense but alas, Yanyu was no fool. She knew the consumption rate was just as equal. Therefore, she had to calculate efficiently. [7/14] With the defeated oaf simpering back home somewhere she cared less about, she took it upon her own generosity to evaporate the rest of his sloppy leftovers. From then on she wandered, looking for more struggle. However she was stopped by a rather cute Janitor. He was ruggedly handsome despite his ragged uniform. Possibly twice her age but that never stopped anybody. Anyway, he asked her if she had seen his bucket. Oh. Oops. Apparently there was a leak somewhere in the facility and he really really needed that bucket for whatever reason. Yanyu knew where it was. But she didn't feel like getting it for him if that's what his gaze implied. So instead, she had him redirect her to the source. [8/14] Incredible. No signs of twitching. Yelping, mewling, or any of that unladylike-like conduct. So what was the problem? Water that accumulated from god knows what was up to their ankles. Her momentary attraction to the man ended shorter than the span of a fruit fly. The disrespect she felt towards him right now was nothing compared to the lethal mist she was steadily coveting the waters with. "Don't expect me to do this often. So do it right the first time." Her scorn was given to him on both accounts. The vapor sizzling off the ground that was now dried. The drain was clogged. The content of which was left for the Janitor to fish out. She left before the insinuation of being asked another favor was born. [9/14] So now, she was back again. Having evaporated a bucket, several water clones, and a mildly flooded room, Yanyu readied herself for a more drastic approach. So on per request, the Janitor had scouted her a good sparring partner. A person who specialized with Suiton techniques. Far better than the last, hopefully. Because she hated it when favors went unparalleled. To begin, the opponent had spewed a rather wide blast of water. Probably to distract her. Her eyes screwed into tight lids. So the Janitor tipped him about her ability? Well now. The wide blast evaporated with her asserting more chakra. But what she didn't expect was a stronger pulse of water to fly at her behind it. [10/14] She ducked to the side. The immense water pressure nearly decapitating her head had it not been for her quick somersault. The pulse blast however had weakened since it penetrated through her mist. The veil of the shakuton chakra however was working even immensely. Before long, it was nothing more than a harmless squirt before it danced into a collection of traveling vapors. At the man, Yanyu stood. Prompting him to throw his best shot. And from her display he muttered under his breath. His hands sealing signs at an immediate rate. [11/14] Either way, this was great. The black tide known as 'ennui' was starting to take over. Her placid face would continue to remain until the man blasted out his whirlpool. He walked back. She walked forward. His face turned white in alarm. Why approach a whirlpool?! Her legs carried her in careful strides. Her posture never changing. The shakuton chakra dissipating the moisture surrounding her presence already. Right now, it was chipping off his power. [12/14] Step inside the party, torrents weakened. He didn't have the smarts or the heart to withstand her heat--heathen. What was the body of a hydra to a solar dragon? Seething-- and only through retaliation could he still be living. She was still around. His attack reduced to a pathetic puddle currently evaporating. I guess I win. Observing water being defeated by the dawn of her aura it was forever sleeping on them. But the battle wouldn't end with just one party losing his demon. "Now, it's my turn." [13/14] The classical line that began greatness had been said. The present time of hers and his was the truth intertwined. But with this now, Yanyu would rush forward. Her fans hidden beneath her sleeves. Speaking easy, he tried for another burst of water. But by this time she was able to tear it apart. More respondent spending on heated chakra expelling outward-- Was that all he got? [14/14] A little party never killed nobody. Only, she left him in a rather dehydrated state. Amazed at how her boredom was continuing still, Yanyu left to another area.
Senei Ta Jashu [ Multiple Hidden Shadow Snake Hands ] Rank: B Official Description: Senei Ta Jashu is a Ninjutsu technique that manifests a torrent of snakes which erupt from the sleeve. The Shinobi can extend these snakes to attack a target. Once extended the snakes can wrap around and bite into the target to hold and bind them. Guild Description: See official description.
Senei Ta Jashu [ Multiple Hidden Shadow Snake Hands ]
[1/5] In her possession was a scroll. In that scroll it mentioned snakes. How whimsical shinobis were. That, to conjure unbelievable techniques hiding beneath their sleeves-- It was unheard of. But Yanyu wanted to go for it nonetheless. And quickly after placing the material away, she memorized teh details. She lowered her sleeves. Her face solemn as it was before. Then she thrust out her arm. Her sleeves flowing from the brief wind as chakra was produced somewhere within. [2/5] She couldn't believe. Yanyu was partly surprised by how a 'hiss' was heard. Curious she looked in her sleeve, certain that she felt movement. At any rate the shinobi tried again. And again. Chakra scraped up and in, she waited. Her fascination with snakes was not a secret. [3/5] At last, three snakes lunged out from her sleeves. At first they were incredibly wild, hard to handle for they just bit at anything. Unfortunately for them, her will was stronger. Her absolute authority had forced them to practice at gripping the dummy in front of her. With a tug of her wrist she pulled it down. Topside. Upside. This could have been a tragedy. [4/5] Now, she wanted to maneuver other things. No, in fact, conjure more than three snakes. Out from her sleeves came the torrent. She nearly lost her footing from the burst of movement. But that problem was fixed by shifting her footing. With the snakes, she aimed for three dummies. Strangled them. All three heads popped. The stuffing strewn was was starting to spew from the tight vice. [5/5] After several minutes she was able to master it. Beneath her a floor full of broken dummies and other equipment. The snakes returned to her sleeves. Their mass and quantity disappearing almost under a minute. Their sliding bodies coiling around her arms too, were gone. Just like that, she had mastered this interesting technique.
Rikio was on a mission to be as thug as he thug could be. Walking into the academy he was going to see what was up with these Oto ninja. There was still much he had to learn but for now he would halt on his development. It was time to spread fear throughout this village and get his name out there for the people to know. Big Daddy was here and was going to be doing big things. He saw a women with black hair doing some kind of training. See seemed interesting enough so Rikio was not going to beat around the bush. With his hands in his pocket he would walk up to the young women and stare at her face to face. Eye to eye. He noticed hers were very animal like. Like a serpent. After a short while of looking her up and down Rikio would part words. "I had high hopes when I saw you from a distance. Now I am very disappointed. You lack much skill. So much I will call you weak. You can leave this building now." He would await her acknowledgement before he we go to the next person.
Yanyu was just about done reading her material until someone piped up about disappointment. Initially, she did not pay him any mind until he kept on going without a stop. She deducted that whoever this person was, they either had a reason to single her out, or not yet knew of what true disappointment was. Indulging him a placid stare, Yanyu observed his features. He was a brat. No older than she should be and perhaps even younger. He had that punkish apparel and the attitude to match going on with him.
"I won't leave this building until I feel like I want to." Her tone put in with no trace of aggravation. She had just finished learning a two jutsus. One sleeved hand covering her lips as usual with an incomprehensible expression. Her lightning green eyes saw that though young, his eyes didn't waver at all. He could be the son of a noble or some valuable hostage; for all she cared he was probably some one's little tart sibling who was misplaced in the scenery. But alas, he had her full attention now. She was afraid that things would get too boring without her sister. "Run along to whomever that takes care of you." Her eyes lowered. A small warning was hinted. Unlike her sister, Yanyu was more susceptible to irritation.
Rikio had a look of confusion on his face. His eyes would arc as he adjusted his stance. His eyes squinted a bit as he looked at her. "I don't think you understood me, you see your weakness is affecting my greatness." Rikio then looked her up and down. She did not look like much, at least not to him. "You have a certain ambiance and it just screams I'm not worthy." The young shinobi put both his his hands in the air and shrugged his shoulders. He had a Kunai in his hand now and was playing with it like it was a toy. Spinning it in on his finger at high speeds. He would start to lean across the academy wall. "I don't know, it might me your eyes. They remind me of a snake and it does not get more cowardly then a snake." He continued spinning the kunai on his middle finger speaking in a very cocky tone. His other hand was positioned in his pocket. "As for who takes care of me, I am on my own." He tossed the kunai in the air with the use of his fingers and it made a whistling sound as it spun in the air. "Is that what you were expecting to hear? You want to be my new mommy? I am kinda hungry." Rikio would looked her in her slick eyes with a very blank expression as he caught his toy when it came down. Rikio was not going to back down from this chick. No matter how scary she looked. He was going to takeover this village and he was going to start with her.
It didn't take a genius to diagnose his egotistical vision. More reasons than one, his actions weren't benefiting from his personality. And knowing that, Yanyu knew that perhaps he ought to be given the benefit of the doubt. At least, that's how much fire she had to reserve behind her eyes when looking at him. She almost chuckled but instead curtly shook her shoulders. Her gaze squinting in amusement. Here was this boy, who to sting, was at least a few inches shorter, twirling his kunai with his continuing provocation. "Why don't you put your money where your mouth is, brat?" The venom in her voice by now made it clear that a simple apology wouldn't suffice. The challenge was fortified by the tension the two had already created/
Staring him down. Her eyes were considerably wider than before. It wasn't much of his trash talking, but that Yanyu was traveling down into the dark roads of extreme ennui again. She hadn't smoked in two days without filtering her pipe. Her irritation was starting to pave a way for possible mood swings. Murder verses the only motive was motivation. Who knows what she would do.
So she thought she was tough? She thought he could take him on? How foolish could this old woman be? Did she not feel his aura? The power in his breath? The gravity in his walk? He was a god among men. Did she not sense it? Rikio would chuckle and then it would slowly escalate into a full blown laugh. After he was finished he would push his body off of the wall to stand in front of the woman that stood over him. He was not intimidated by the height. He would relish in the moment. This was when he was at his best. "Maybe I was wrong, you are pretty. Your humor saved you." He placed his hand atop her head then he let it slide down to her pale cheeks and let his hand rest there as if he just dried a tear. He was being gentle and affectionate. Yes that much was in him. As if she was his big sister. He would speak in a very soft voice as if he was trying to seduce her. "You would not last one minute in battle with me and I could tell you the reason." His hand would go down her neck moving her hair out of the way until it became home with her shoulder. He would pause for a moment and then smile a bright and menacing smile. "Wanna know why?"
The chakra signatures around her flared, rousing Aki from her sleep. She had fallen to sleep in the middle of training. Her exhaustion had overcome her stubbornness and she had crashed mid stride. Uncurling from her fetal position, she propped herself up with her arms. Gaze unfocused she just 'felt' around her or a bit. There were other people in the area now. One specifically strong chakra signature caught her attention. Rising to her feet slowly she stood there, still half asleep. She wanted to finish her training and then be on her way. She could finish her bloodline and chakra training elsewhere.
[ Post reductions = Genjutsu - 4 // Academy - 2 -4 ]
[1/1] Stretching her arms above her head, she lowered them and summoned her clone. The clone stood there, oblivious to the fact that she was to be used as a practice dummy. The point of this Genjutsu was to give the enemy an ego. Bigger in the case of some people. So much so that they suddenly became impaired in judgment and suddenly 'forget' to use more complicated jutsu. This was useful for her not only against Ninjutsu and other bloodline users but it was nifty against Taijutsu and Bukijutsu users. Starting with a low humming noise, Aki's 'humming' got louder as she activated her jutsu. Her clone blinked a few times in surprise and confusion. "What's the first jutsu you would use against me, in a fight?" The clone was confused but turned pensive. "Clones. They could handle you easily." She said, scoffing. Aki stared at the clone and slowly smirked. It worked... She thought to herself, deactivating her jutsu.
[ Recklessness : B : Completed ]
[1/1] The next jutsu was more for Aki's enjoyment and help in getting her out of sticky situations. She didn't liked being questioned and this Genjutsu offered her a way to get out of such things. Going up to her clone, Aki used her gaze as a focal point. "You should probably leave. You have something to do, don't you? Something about meeting up with a friend..." The clone looked semi confused now, scratching her head in confusion. "Y-yeah?" She still looked uncertain, Aki wondering idly if she had failed. "Oh that's right. Sorry. If you will excuse me." The clone turned to leave but Aki reached out quickly, tugging her back by grasping her arm. "You have no friends. Clone, remember?" The clone looked slightly disturbed and even more confused then. Nodding slowly she shook Akis hold off.
[ Forgetfulness : B : Completed ]
[1/6] There was one more Genjutsu to learn then she would get out of here. Too many chakra signatures flaring out around her and it was distracting. She was used to this. Close proximity gave her even more detailed scope of those who resided around her, especially the stronger chakra signature. "One more and you can go... Aki ordered, taking a deep breath and beginning the process of trying this Genjutsu out.
[2/6] This Genjutsu was one that was reliant on sight. Using both of her hands made this technique strong, one hand and it was slightly impeded. The whole objective of this Genjutsu was to get the person to see a rope tighten and wind around them. It would slowly impair them, tightening and tightening as if they were being wound by the coils of a snake.
[3/6] Taking a deep breath Aki made the necessary hand signals and then activated her Genjutsu. The clone didn't notice anything initially, getting ready by flinching and looking about her. That was when the rope began to coil around her from the legs and upwards.
[4/6] The clone panicked, reaching for the rope to pull it off. This only exasperated the effects. The coils of rope wrapped around her hands, ensnaring her. This caused the clone to lose balance and fall to her side. Continuing to struggle the clone squirmed in order to lose the coils that were continuing to tighten around her as they worked.
[5/5] Keeping her hands together in that last hand form, the clone continued to struggle. Each movement on her clones part brought the coils of rope even more tightly around her. Letting out a short gasp, Aki could hear that her clone was struggling to breath now.
[6/6] Watching with a detached expression, Aki was curious to see just how tight the rope would get. The clone let out a short cry and then went limp, the rope having reached it's most critical level of tightness on the clone. The clone dissipated in a poof of smoke, Aki considering this jutsu complete. Now she could get out of here and look for a quiet place.
