Call it what you want [P, NK]

Perched on the edge of a training tower, the silver demon had a grand view over the forestation beneath him. It was a scenario he was used to as he did enjoy watching the younger ranks scrambling in desperation to achieve their own goals, whether it be out of a desire for power or a need to protect their loved ones, he enjoyed their struggles. He knew whom was truly dedicated to training. Whom really deserved a chance to impress a demon. It's entire torso was hunched forward, ready to drop like a torpedo at any given moment. In the black abyss, eyes scoured the area for a morsel worth entertaining him for a little. After all, his recent orders.. Well, were they orders? They were more of a request. His recent request was to keep an eye out for potential ANBU operatives and Seven Swordsmen. Perhaps, in this shambles of a city, a legend would be forged.

Youta was outside the towers. Today was great weather so she felt like practicing outside. Normally the Chuunin would have gone into the plains, but she wanted to try something rather urgently and did not care for walking out of the village for that, no matter how much she liked peace. Actually when you calmed your mind, the noise of the village did not bother. In a training square just next to the training towers Youta was practicing a certain sequence. A couple days ago she noticed a rather interesting line in her master's book about the Twin Lotus style that she used and that Youta had rediscovered. It briefly explained how the style allowed a certain mental and physical state in which basic ninjuts techniques would become available to the blade user without use of handseals, making them usable in a sword fight. That was basically when Youta was now working on. Stepping forward she would thrust Shigure in her right hand, parrying an imagined blow with a ninjato in her left, then spinning with a second block followed by a slash as she stopped.

186 w.

Of course, a plethora of shinobi meandered in the forest, practicing their tactics and attempting to hone skills that could later be used to not only save their lives, but their village. It was a regular show, and so the veiled man turned his attention to one of the Kenjutsu practitioners, he had not seen her since he had departed the village, but he had been watching her training sessions while he was there. She seemed to rely on blades, which interested Xyxer, a former Seven Swordsmen, whom even himself did not constantly use a sword; rapid deception was fun. His body tipped forwards even more, almost as if it was preparing to drop down through the resistant wind and into the solid earth.

Youta began a new sequence. Opened with a left kick, she would continue it with a slash of the ninjato, a confusing spin of Shigure followed by a thrust of ninjato and a slash of the katana. She would step and spin, jump back and run a few steps, all while the two blades silently sang their calm tunes. At some point Youta started feeling confident with trying this. Doing the swings, spinning the blades like two lotus flowers, she would start mentally weaving seals into her motions. Then suddenly, after a thrust, she would poof, being replaced with a barrel. Youta herself would appear at the base of the tower, where the barrel previously stood. She would smile as the techniques apparently succeeded and would start walking towards the barrel to return it where it belonged, but after sheathing her blades.

328 w.
[250 w. towards learning to use Substitution with Twin Lotus style]

.. How queer. The girl he had been watching was seeming to vanish while just using swings and movements of her sword.. A trick of the light, perhaps? A genjutsu? He did not know, but he knew that her hands were too full to be using hand seals. As a result, he was intrigued, simply pushed his body down from the tower into a lunge, traveling through the air like an eagle on the hunt for a scrumptious rabbit. Landing about five metres from the girl, he crouched into the landing as a shockwave (I wont add a strength because of how that went last time) of dust enveloped the immediate area around the two; shock absorbancy in his armour obviously protecting him. Standing up properly, the demon looked towards the girl, ushering no words from his faceless helm.

Youta would have a premonition, or maybe hear something. She would turn her head just as something or rather someone heavily landed not too far from her. The weight of the landing raising a bunch of dust in a minor shockwave, which would be successfully negated by the field that surrounded the girl, an effect of her armor. In the dust before her Youta would see an armored figure standing up. She could not see the face covered by a helmet, but from the chakra she could judge the man being at least Jounin level, if not as powerful as a Kage himself. Responding to the man's wordless entry with an equally silent look, she would take a single step back. Unsure of his intentions she would raise a ninjato in front of her, while Shigure rested on her back.

Gazing from behind the veil, he looked towards her weapon, which had now been raised, and then to her. Had she just threatened him? Did she truly believe she was strong enough to defeat him? Still continuing to allow no freedom of words that could be trapped in his throat, the male slung Tidebreaker from his back. Taking slow steps forward towards the girl, he was now approximately five meters from her, closing the distance ever so slowly.

Youta continued stepping backwards. The dust was finishing to settle by now. She was unsure as to who this guy was or what could have made him take this threatening pose, now also wielding a weapon. As he continued to approach and she to decline, the girl would look around if she could see any people who might assist her. No help, she was alone, nobody was around and she couldn't sense any other people nearby.
Finally she decided to make a stand, as it was unlikely she could outrun someone like that. Maybe it could be settled with words. "Who are you, what do you want?"

"I am.." He paused as he continued to take steps forward, now being two metres away. The entity gazed upon Youta, appraising her within miliseconds before his body seemed to flicker forwards. Roughly a meter in front of her, his hand attempting to rest on her chest with his arm extending, aiming to throw her either towards the ground roughly or backwards. Heck, maybe even both. Merely toying with her, he sought no reason to execute her just yet, instead continuing with his sentence. "The hand of Rage and Ruin."

Youta was caught off guard as the man suddenly got close and threw her back. She would hear him saying some nonsense of a phrase before she would slow down some five meters away. She doubted he was being serious, but what the hell could be his motive or intentions? The girl would weigh her options, trying to find the best one. Her ability to fight back was rather limited, if he was to become serious and running away was probably to fail. In the end she decided to try it nevertheless.

Her figure would start to blur and fade as the chakra shroud was activated. As it started Youta would start moving to her left and then into the shadow of the tower. In a moment she would become completely invisible to a naked eye and maybe have a chance to get out of this mess. The guy did not seem somebody you could just talk and sort things out with. Not with that line.