Training about (Summoning area)

Kiru sighed and stretched his arms. It felt like it had been months since he had done anything, and the boy figured a bit of training would do him some good. He had three targets set up and had carved himself some makeshift kunai and a staff to use while training. No point putting wear and tear on the real thing. He flipped the hood of his cloak up and flipped forward into a one armed hasn't stand, twisting his body upward and into a spin he let lose three of his make shift kunai, striking each target center mass, and with each in a different vital region. His cloak made a slight whooshing noise as he landed back on his feet, the staff already in his hands. A forward thrust bashes the head off the first one, a loud thumping as it bounced away. He carried the thrust into a spinning strike into the stand of the second dummy, causing it to flip and crash onto its head. He flipped backwards as if to put some distance between himself and the last dummy and tossed the staff like a spear, impaling the dummy causing it to rock back and forth. Kiru sighed as he realized that wasn't exactly enough of a warm up for himself, but had probably made his makeshift tools outlast there usefulness. He retrieved them and confirmed his suspicions. The daggers were missing hilts or had their blades overly chipped and the staff had a nice crack right up the middle.


The boy was still coming into his own, at least where fighting styles were concerned, and It wasn't all that likely he would be super effective in close combat situations. He summoned up one of his ally end blades and inspected it. He seemed to do just fine with metalworking, but apparently wood was beyond him. He summoned the other in a flash of light and kicked the dumps head up into the air and gave it a light tap, sending it across the cave. Breaking into a run he quickly sped past it and smacked it with the flat of his blade and watched it go careening across the cave once more.  Kiru sighed and used thousand needles of death with practiced skill and decimated the head. That was it for those hours of work, destroyed with only watery remains. He briefly considered going into town, but the daily life in Koniha felt a little monotonous at this very moment, and the boy would rather hang out in the cave. At least he wouldn't be pestered by some of the less stealthy anbu that followed him. He preformed rain tiger at will and sat in a position of comfort with his legs crossed. Placing his journal in his lap, he enjoyed seeing the rain seep off the small barrier that protected it and it's pages. He opened it to some of the seals and other magic is he had copied from the fae realm and started studying.


WC - 500

Not a sound came from the entrance of the cave as the hell's angel approached, Her sharingan telling her there was someone out and about in what was her sanctuary. Slipping into the cave she looked about, the twin daggers hatred held in each of her hands. If it was simply a young shinobi they would too easily be hidden, allowing her to look non threatening. Otherwise... Well, she would defend the borders of the village in the same manner she defended the village itself.

"State your name quickly or....Kiru?" her outfit would look far too much like it belonged within the village hidden in the leaf, her newest armor glinting in the totally existent light that must have been placed for kiru to see, though it wasn't clear what it was. To those not aware of her sanctuary it would be like to cold steel burned black by smoke. Hanging from her neck was a necklace she didn't let fly too often, a long silver chain sitting just past the bottom of her breasts with the hyuuga symbol hanging from it. The long cloak hid most of her features, those not hidden covered by the raven mask and though it wouldn't be noticable currently across the back of her cloak was the symbol of her legacy, the mark of the nara indicating her status in the clan, though her existence as the head of the nara house wouldn't be clear.

"Wh.... I thought you were like... Dead or something. I've not heard a peep from you since I was shattered." It would be clear the time they'd been apart had been good for the girl. Not only could she stand again but her speech was clear and her mind seemingly back on point.

Kiru was surprised to say the least, as he heard a voice he hadn't heard in some time. The book snapped shut and vanished in a poof of smoke. Kiru stood and reached as if to slide off the hood that hid his face but, in the end, decided against it. His cloak looked newer, though that could have been the shiny wetness from the rain. His face hidden in the shadows of the hood, which would seem a lot longer then before. "I tried to contact you but I was... Out of service range."
He'd let Kira figure out the implications of that on her own. "Don't have to worry though I'm back to continue the fight... Unless you've already beaten Youka, though if you had you don't look worse for wear."
The rain took on a silver tone, normal for Kirus chakra but the fact that it wasn't silver already would show he had his chakra control down a lot more then previously. He chose not to give any details on where he had been, if Kira needed to know she would find out in due time.

"The... fight." His comment seemed matter of the fact, a clear statement of purpose for what the'd been training up for so long to do and yet........ Completely off. She hadn't realized uptil this point just how much the small girls words within the village hidden in the leaf had affected her. "Will of the leaf...." The words left her lips without her actually realizing it, her thoughts elsewhere as she considered what the daughter of Viper had said. Closing the distance she'd take a seat near where the boy was, her eyes glazed over as her thoughts pulled her from reality.


"Kiru." She'd pause at his name as if she wasn't sure if what was on her mind should be said. In truth she wasn't at all. It felt out of place for her resolve. "Have you ever thought maybe we're going about things wrong. I spoke to a girl within the village hidden in the leaf and.... I dont know."

Kiru hadnt thought about his path in..2 months hed say, but Kira clearly had different feelings about what they were doing. And maybe he did too. He wasn't sure about her being near him right at this moment but it couldnt be helped. "What did you two talk about that has made you question..this?"
He used "this" as a word for their whole plan, though it probably didnt do it justice. His felt confident his hood would keep her from seeing what he was hiding, so he would just have to hear what she had to say.

"The misguided will of fire. THe power of vengeance.... Death of Navi yamaki.... Echo uchiha." This would... probably hit Kiru hard. She had worked for the self proclaimed god of wind for a long time and spoken fondly of him. Echo uchiha, the invincible one had for a long time been a staple in the areas they'd frequented, a teacher, though she wasn't actually sure Kiru had ever truely met him.

"How She wished to raze the world at the death of her uncles.... How the will of the leaf and realization that death only begets more death..... How forgiveness is the true test of strength."

Kiru was deep in thought. He had met Echo  before, the man who glowed gold and was faster then Kiru couldve even imagined. "I knew Echo, briefly. Daiyuki tried to kill him."
The man had been known by Maku, he was pretty sure. 
"Death seems awfully common these days.."
A gloved hand squeezed itself at his side. "Kira..forgiveness is quite a strength, but i dunno if i have the capability.."

"He... taught me. Looked after me for some time. Until i'd remembered exactly who it was who'd tortured me in my past..... I'd considered him the only kind teacher i'd known. " She didn't flinch at the suggestion that daiyuki had tried to attack the god of wind. it.... well it seemed like exactly the thing he'd do.

"I don't know. Something about the girl's words..... made sense. Hatred only brings hatred, and if we start the path..... where does it end?"

"What if the path is predetermined. What if there isnt a way to end the hatred? What if its destiny?"
Kiru was getting a little more emotional then he meant to, but he needed to hear Kiras answer to this. If he couldn't have her help then that path of hatred really was his destiny...
The rain pattered off his hood and slowly came to a stop as Kiru stopped the technique, the mystical lights in the cave brightening the place once more, revealing once more the scarred landscape of his training area.

"If it's predetermined then we're following fate either way. Assuming fate forces our hand through this dance then our choices never were ours, this included and we can be sure that whatever we've made is correct because well.... We couldn't have come to the alternative conclusion. " The rain felt nice against her armor, though Even Faedrawn wood swelled a bit. She moved forward to sit down, waiting for his next line of responses.