Loser Intensifies [p,nk, Xyxer]

There was no doubt in Kozata's mind that he was now ready for the journey... the path that would lead him to the origin. He knew where to look, and he knew what to expect. All he had to do was get the Mizukage to approve of his leaving. He knew that the Mizukage knew that he could actually just leave whenever the hell he wanted and be back within a few hours, but this was just a formality, a sign of his respect for the man. Also, if there was anything the kage wanted done while he was out of the village, he'd know in a few seconds.

Arriving at the atrium to the chambers, Kozata requested an audience and sat down. He knew what he had to work towards next, but he wasn't happy about it. A supreme technique that was capable of manipulating time and space itself to kill someone? He knew that as a support ninja, he had to have some kind of offensive capability, but he felt that Dio was going too far here.

After a few minutes of Kozata being seated, the receptionist chirped towards him, "Kozata? Kozata!~ The Mizukage isn't here at the moment! He said he'd be somewhere around his monument at this time!" With that, the receptionist went back to doing her work, with the guards dotted around the area focusing their eyes upon the one that had slain randomers for rank ups. What an ice cold guy.

The Mizukage, in reality, was in fact just by his monument. Opposing him by a metre was a simple straw dummy, albeit with a fuinjutsu symbol upon it's gut. Atlas wore a simple long sleeved tee with NINJA PANTS, foregoing the comfort of sandals as he stepped forwards, then backwards. He was mastering the footwork of such a delicate move, which of course, was not delicate at all. It was rather brutish in fact. His hands lifted themselves up and pushed behind his head, gripping the hilt of Samehada before throwing his left leg forward, his foot trailing along the grass before firmly planting the ball of his foot into the soil, twisting it slightly for his toes to point more to the left to allow for a greater range of motion in his arms. The heavy blade was lifted from his shoulders and thrown downwards towards the dummy, crashing through the left side of it's neck before completely carrying through the straw. He still had not perfected the move, and it seemed too sluggish for his tastes currently, so he simply placed the blade back onto his shoulders before resuming the practice of all of the steps, waiting for some punk ass kid to walk along.

He was always by the monument nowadays, was he not? Well, he'd head there right away, then. With a blurry flash of purple light, Kozata teleported down near the monument. With a similar flash of light, he'd appear behind a building, where the mizukage wouldn't be able to see him, but it didn't matter, since his chakra signature was not exactly the easiest to hide. So, he knew that the kage knew that he was there.

Stepping out, he noticed that the Mizukage was training... old school style. 

Waiting a few meters away, he would drop to one knee and wait for senpai to notice me the kage to finish.

Perhaps the secret of the technique was woven into the movement of the wrist throughout the entire episode? Sliding one foot forward through the grass once more before transferring his weight, he lifted the hefty weapon from his back before launching it down towards the dummy once more, twisting his wrist to elongate the path towards the end, enabling for a more destructive end result than before. He was getting closer, but still there were elements  that he was missing, and it infuriated him to no end. Nothing that good ol' training wouldn't fix though. Of course, he had noticed movement of Kozata in the area, but he did not bother to stop his training, nor did he acknowledge him. In all fariness, seeing a guy in your peripheral vision wander up to you, then drop to one of his knees without saying a word was rather amusing. He had completely forgot to address him before the movement. Smirking, he swung his leg backwards and placed the sword onto his back once more as the dummy reformed. He continued as he did before, mastering the elongation of the wrist to execute the move.

Clearly, he was pretty devoted to his training. Should he interrupt him, Kozata might suffer some pretty serious consequences, but he refused to believe that the Mizukage hadn't noticed him. So, Kozata decided that it was time to end this and get some confidence for once.

"Lord Mizukage, I'd like to request your permission to take a small trip. I believe I have discovered the Shinkou clan's source, and would like to... investigate it. If there is power and knowledge to be gained here, I will certainly bring it back to the village."

He would remain kneeling, and wait for the kage's answer. Inwardly, though, he was wondering.... how fast was the kage moving? And if his movement could be recorded in a single instant, how fast would that instantaneous velocity be?

It was an interesting statement that was poised by Kozata. He had discovered what, from his research, was the focal point of the Shinkou. The center of their power. Perhaps his knowledge on the subject was somewhat mucky, perhaps he had been informed incorrectly. Sliding his foot backwards so that he was in a neutral position once more, his lips parted to allow a few words to escape,

 "And this 'Clan Source'.. What does it do? What is it's significance?" 

Of course, Xyxer had another question after this, but at this point he was simply bullshitting so that he could rack up the word count he needed. So once more, his left foot moved forwards half a metre before his arms curled behind his head in what could be referred to as a triceps press, his fingers curling around the hilt of Samehada once again before he torqued his body somewhat downwards, his eyes focused ahead so that he could see the neutral expression of the straw warrior before him. His wrists flicked towards the end of the movement once more before the heaving weapon cleaved through the dummy.. then he paused for a second. Shit. He forgot to twist his foot. He put the weapon back onto his shoulders and prepared to go again.

Mmph, specific questions. Kozata didn't have all the answers, as Dio's memories were pretty incomplete as they were. So, he'd have to give the kage the facts, which were far and few in between. Well, at the very least, he'd give his best shot. Dio went ahead and, within a fraction of a second, went over everything they knew so far.

"Within me exists an entity that is linked to this... 'origin'. This entity gives me the ability to use shade release chakra, as well as a small doujutsu. However, these two assets will be completely linked and evolved if I can make contact with the 'origin' and its power. If there are any other Shinkou clan members in the village, they would also most likely benefit from this."

There, succinct and short. Hopefully, the kage wouldn't need more than that. All Kozata needed was the power from this, to find out who he was... who Dio was. If he didn't, there would be no end to the mysteries. 

"It's to the west, but it shouldn't take too long for me, due to my capabilities." Yes, Mukou. The kage already knew about it, unless he had forgotten in so short a time. Of course, Kozata knew that Xyxer wasn't autistic, so that probably wasn't the case.

Once more, the left leg of Xyxer slid itself forward across the soil before planting down firmly, on the ball of his foot mind you, into the dirt. Once that connection had been made, his hands moved up towards the hilt of Samehada as his upper half started the torquing motion, his arms extending upwards, outwards, and then down towards the neck to move along with the momentum of the twisting. This, combined with the twisting of the feet allowed for a far greater path of travel, much akin to the technique in boxing where one twists their shoulder into their jab, or cross. With his training honed, he turned towards the male and appraised him for a few seconds.. His head nodding after a few seconds, "So be it."

[Exit]

813 WC

3000/3000 for Great Cleave, carried on from my last topic.
25% reduction again, yeah baby.

Wow, Xyxer actually hadn't mandated that he take anyone with him. In that case, his trip would be that much easier. With no one to get in his way, he could plumb the secrets of his own clan at will. Bowing gratefully towards the mizukage, he would take his leave, returning to Mukou to make his preparations.

[EXIT
Finished C/D with Xyxer]