Wandering tales of a lone Samurai (IO/NK/)

.........Did he just....... I...But.... Kira mentally gawked at her student as her performed his counter. He could have side stepped. he could have simply responded to the attacks with an attack... No. This mother fucker really JUST threw a fucking shadow clone at her attack........Breathe in, Breathe out. Breathe in, Breathe out. Breathe in, Breathe out. She needed to find another answer, firing off round two and three of the scroll. Twenty more weapons follwed the exact same format, only double. Meanwhile she strategized.

"It was slightly impressive..... even in a last ditch maybe this will work dumb luck sort of way. You do have to give him that. " The demon of chance as usual was inclined to butt her nose into a situation that didn't involve her. Following the second stream of weapons she would go ahead and fire a third, these following only a moment behind the downard falling set of weaponry. With that her technique would end. Yanno... It's going to be an incredible ammount of hell gathering all of these back up, she realized quickly as she studied her student's form for any signs of a shift. She couldn't even tell if he was taking this seriously. It was almost as if in a few moments the resolve she'd worked so hard to instil upon him was a distant memory blown away like delicate petals of the cherry blossom slipping away in the wind. She turned the weapon around in her hand again, deciding to allow him to get a bit closer to her. If he wanted a closer fight she would consider it, even if it meant disaster for her student. A deep cloak of pitch black spiraled it's way up her body, from heel to the tip of her head, masking the girl's features perfectly in her natural element.

she could always use..... That jutsu. She considered. Had he seen it yet? Her perfect dance... NO. Most likely not. She would instead flick her wrist, releasing the chakram from it's hold on her arm to slide down and into her hands. With another powerful throw it would be off, aimed towards the ground a distance ahead of her student. Her eyes finally would begin to glow with a deep blue color, the power of her trinity showing it's face. It was time to actually take this seriously and if one of them died..... well. She hoped she wouldn't kill the boy.

The weapon would crash against the ground, richochetting upwards only to have it's direction turned a bit with a whip of the chain that turned it's sharpened edge downward causing it to fly directly towards her opponent, aimed at the center of his gut with a speed of one hundred and seventy one and with a terrifying sharpness of two hundred and twenty one. This would be step two, a three point attack that would require more then a surprised response to defeat.


(TWC 1973)

Kiru was already turning, as she sent her next line of weapons, having followed every small detail, he didn't have to react at the weapon, more so predict where it was going to be. The needles meant to hit his torso would fly into the winds behind him, Kiru having dodged very shortly before they were even thrown. Next, she was preparing to use that disk of hers, no doubt at frightening speeds. Like before, he had to predict its path before the attack was done, which was suprisingly simple once you realized there was only a small space to hit him. However, he wasn't sure he could dodge any sudden turns made by it, once it was fully headed at him. He dropped one of his kunai in such a way that it would go unnoticed into the forceful winds of the tornado behind him and be sent just over the side of the wall. Just as he did this, his body would twist, the chakram going past his stomach as he kept moving, however watching the weapon for any other movements.

"Tsk." The sound left her lips as she saw kiru's plan. It wasn't a great one. The boy should have known better. Things within the realm of the Hell's angel were never exactly what they seemed. Were she legitimately trying to kill him his guts would be spilled amidst the blood of so many other who'd fallen in the land hidden by the snow. Thankfully she wanted no such action, though he would need to pay for the miscalculation. Her mind was elsewhere as she fought, seeing her attacks pushed the boy back. Perhaps she would taunt him a bit.... See if those eyes could be pushed past acceptable levels. Either way her concentration was split between the boy and the strange new power in her blood.

So. It allows me to turn my body to smoke... Sort of like a smoke transformation, she thought to herself. It was a wierd skill but thankfully a skill she was grateful to have picked up. It would provide incredibly useful utility in the event she needed to get out of something, but she wondered how it worked. With her new understanding of medical jusu she broke down the basics of the human body, debating if it was simply a molecular shift.

As she thought, the chakram came ever closer. Just as it neared her opponent's body she activated the next ability, drawing it from the pool of power her weapon had. A horrific blue aura slid from the sharpened edge of the chakram, lashing out at the boy who'd dodged just a little too closely. With the sudden addition and the dificult for sight with his target high above where his focus would be and the weapon at waist level suddenly no longer too short, it would be a dificult dodge, cutting into his skin and pouring blood across the floor as it offered it's master a bit of the boy's power.

If this went as expected she would release the barrier, dropping downward towards the ground. Another of the strange fuinjutsu looking shields would form at an angle about a meter from the ground, offering her extra footing, and her body recoiled like a spring, quickly building tension before shooting off towards the boy at her max speed of fourty six, the cursed seal spreading across her body as she pushed off, though only in level one. Her position would be such that she would seem to fly across the ground up until the point when she was within a meter, again assuming she'd incapacitated him with the attack that would come only a hair shy of spilling the boys guts upon the floor, opting instead to pour large volumes of blood out instead, and her feet would set into the rubble finally, sliding to a stop just before him.

"This.... is why you fail....... Few can fight without thought like the Demon priest and I. Do not make this mistake again." With that her hands would begin to glow green, the mystical palms technique activating as her insult set in, healing the wound to ensure he would survive, though inevitably with a bruised ego.

(twc 2497)

As the Chakram began its increased shift in size and area of Attack, Kiru wpuld disapear from the spot he had been in. Not quick enough for a short term dodge, he would continue his run 5 meters below the wall, running on the inner edge. His clone, faithfully running beside the tornado, would take his place in the center of the winds as soon as the chakram wasnt a danger. The tornadoes and the clone would likely reach where Kira was. The tornadoes would knock Kira from the air, being 20 meters, should she not move. The clone would watch her every action, prepared for a counterattack.

His body poofed from existence, forming up behind the wall of wind in what could only be a teleportation of some sort. Come to think of it... She'd seen this before she was fairly certain. At any rate she would figure it out fairly quickly. Pushing off of the barrier that held her above for so long she would form a single hand seal, forming a clone of a very specific style. One of her newer jutsus formed up just to her right, and as she flew upwards the clone fell downward. As the winds reached their destination she continued her movement skyward, and it would become apparent the difference between the girl kiru knew, the terrified child who reacted without thinking, and the powerful mind of the nara girl who'd lived so long in youka's care. The clone would be kicked just between the shadows, falling into an opening in the center of the boy's protection. THe cloak flowed across this clones body, followed by two shields called out by the shadow clone that wrapped around it's body closing in to protect the clone as it did it's work. Either way she would call out the cursed seal, alowing it to flow across her body at level one, boosting her speed and chakra as described in the previous post.

"Surprise." Kira would say as she slowed her upward momentum another ten meters, a shield forming behind her which she used to push off, shooting like a light towards her true opponent as the two clones took care of one another. If this worked then the Kiru clone would see a black ball penetrate the wind before opening up, the girl within sticking her tongue out and using her left hand to pull down the bottom of her eyelid before a great explosion would erupt from inside the circle of tornados with a power of, ninety five, spreading across a three meter area that would leave a large crater in the ground beneath them.

she spun in midair, grasping onto the chain that dangled from the edge of her sword a couple feet down it's length, and with a swift tug pulled the chakra back, causing a ringing of metal on metal as it spun like a yoyo for less then a fraction of a second before shooting off towards Kiru again at a speed of one hundred and thirty one, and with a sharpness of two hundred and fifty six. She relished in the power of her weapon to shift at her command thanks to the chain attacked to it, subtle pulls at different angles bringing the weapon different directoins.

All the while she continued her thoughts on the new blood she'd gained. it seemed familiar actually. Almost as if there was a shinobi in the history books who'd used it... or something similar. Unfortunately her memory wasn't fantastic, and her memory of the past even worse as it came in broken flash backs at in oportune times.

(TWC 2995 ap= stuff. yep. i wont run out)

Noticing the tactic Kira seemed to be employing, the Clone, lets call him Greg, knew he needed to be, well, somewhere else while she dropped from the sky like a cannonball, but also knew that as he was not real, he could afford to see what she would do as she got closer. Meanwhile, Kiru, running sideways, figured Kira would be coming for him at somepoint, knew he needed some sort of defense, or at least a powerup. All these techniques took a toll on him, so he prepared to fall back to his basic close combat skills. Catching her in a five barrier seal would be ideal, but simply not applicable at the moment. His spectre mark would come in handy, but he wasn't sure about the speed boost he would get, plus the boost he already had in sight. He didn't want to overtax his body, but didn't quite have a lot of choice at the very moment. Meanwhile, Greg, dropped the tornado as a cannonball of a clone dropped in the center, as he jumped backwards. The clone would explode, Greg covering his face, and the explosion would knock him back. His armor took the brunt of the blow, but poor Greg had his face burned a bit, the sleeve not fully protecting his head. Falling off the building, he wondered where his brief life went wrong, though he had an exciting view of Kira attacking Kiru.

Kiru, sighing at the need, activated the first mode of spectre seal, pushing his speed to 135, and allowing him to dodge the chakram as well as any size increase due to him jumping about 5 meters at an angle to put him back on the wall, finding a crater, and no clone. While sad, he was sure the little guy would find his way back. Sighing, he bared his sword, and concentrated, his eyes hurt from the seemingly difficulty at seeing at such speeds. He powered his body up with wind at the same time. He needed to continue to increase his repertoire of wind techniques, and not just rely on his spectre seal. He had heard of a particular way to boost his body, and relative speed with wind, he just needed to increase the chakra flow in his body to push wind out every pore. In such an explosive situation this shouldn't be the hardest thing he could accomplish, especially since Kira had gained the ability to fly at some point, which was a little unfair to be totally honest. In any case, wind swirled around Kiru's feet, and he prepared for a short range assault. They had baited each other with long range attacks for long enough, and Kira had to know that he could just about dodge anything she could throw. No, this should be settled close up, with the technique and skill they shared. Speed vs speed and blade versus blade. Kiru didn't know if he could even hit her, but this was how he wanted to settle it.

WIND GLAIVE- (500/3k)

WC- 500

THe clone seemed to have done it's job. She was certain an explosion of that magnetude would be more then enough to handle what she assumed to be a shadow clone of some sort, and was rewarded by the wall of wind falling. One problem down. From the chakram, just as it passed the boy's position a small shadow shot out, moving at a speed of eighty five to split off into two separate strands that moved towards the boy, moving out to circle towars his left and right. Finally she landed, her aim putting her not quite where she would have liked due to his sudden movement. She would land just short of where the chakram had summoned shadows, her own shadow connecting to the shadow imitation technique as she rolled foward, catching her heels against the ground the second she was back up.

With another horrific cry Sorrow shifted in her hands. The weapon glowed blue, seeming to disappear from this world at her command, and incredibly quickly at that. As her feet touched down she pushed once more, springing forward to catch her hands onto the ground, shifting her direction without losing momentum. The moment she was back up, following quickly behind her looping shadows the weapon reformed, this time as the enormous domia scythe it was known for.

Now the true fight begins, she thought to herself hoping she had gained enough knowledge about her new bloodline to be able to use it were it needed. She shifted the daggers in her hands quickly, feeling the power of Selene's blessing flow through her. Her eyes began to glow with the deep purple light of her path of true sorrow. She didn't think it would ever come to this.... The a clashing of raw power between herself and her student. Still if that's what he wanted she would oblige. The cloak never left her form as she rushed forward now, moving at a speed of ninty one. Would he activate his seal? Had he already? he was definitely quick... Quicker then shen she'd remembered.

Once she reached him the twin blades would flash out, striking with a crossed slash aimed to open his stomach, assuming he was there and hadn't attacked preemptively. The ringing of chain filled her ears, sending a tingle down her spine. ~Ready selene? it's about time we tested our skills together....~

~Of course.... Will you kill him?~ She could feel in the tone the spirit of her scythe used that this question wasnt only intended to be from Slene. Amber was lurking in the back of her mind, wondering the same question. Even Kira wasn't completely sure.

~No. I hope it won't come to that... But we'll see once the true first blows have been struck wont we?~ her eyes resonated intensity that only seemed to be amplified by the glowing light that flowed like flames from the edge of her vision. Would youka have held back? No. He would strike this boy with everything he had. He would intend to kill him, and with his death prove he was never fit to be the student to the demon priest. The real question was could she truelly prove herself different from her teacher.

(TWC 3535 ap=1107))

Kiru calmy watched the events coming forth, and hoped that Kira had made a fatal error, and not himself. Well, not fatal fatal, but at least a mistake. He moved back from the shadows, as Kira would expect him too, meanwhile she jumped forward, aiming to slash his stomach. This battle could be over in one move, should he do this right. He acted as if he he didn't expect the suddenness of the blow making a backstep like an ameture, and desummoning his sword to protect and, and moved his arm down. Just as the blades would go to hit his stomach, Kiru's hand would reach Kira's arm, seemingly barely in time. Kira would see that he had little room to dodge, even as his back moved to dodge the blades, his fingers would only lightly brush her arms. This all would happen in an instant, Kiru making himself look like a fool, but as he stood back, Kira would find her body falling into unconsciousness immediately as his fingers left her arm, not even realizing a seal had been placed. Should this not work, Kiru would backpedal in a quick jump backwards, a sudden renewal of energy, to dodge any sudden moves at his max speed. Should it work, Kiru would keep his guard up, and wait to see if it had worked as he had intended.

WC 200

Damn it. Things were happening just as she'd expected. Her attacks moved at blinding speed as always, though she expected him to be able to respond. Was his mind elsewhere while they fought? In truth so was hers but.... Damn it. He still wasn't ready. As she realized the surprise in his eyes her strategy would shift completely. Her hands would open, her remarkable reaction time taking in the scene to ensure everything exactly as it needed to be. Her hands would glow as her arm warmers activated, her look shifting drastically in a moment. His hands came in to brush against her arms right as she released the attack, a burst of Pure Taijutsu energy flowing from her hands to blow him back catching his arms as the attack traveled to his chest, the space between them lighting up in a blue glow.

If this worked as described he would be blown back with a force of ninety one, which while it wouldn't crack through his armor the sheer force of the attack would be enough likely to blow him all the way back to her aimed position, thrusting him into the open hole in the wall that kiru was kind enough to point out to me in skype after i ignored it the first time. She would slide to a stop after the attack, his hands meeting her energy enhanced taijutsu instead of putting on the seal, as she watched to ensure her attack to satisfy Kiru's intense need for this small bit of terain is used solely because he created it didnt actually kill him. Her movement forward would allow her hands, which dropped downward quickly to catch onto the two ends of chain, lifting them upwards and back into her hands.

(TWC 1375 ap= 1107-20-10-20-5= 1057)