meditation: of body and soul (kira,yen,)

Dawn approached as the appearances of shadows hid away from the approaching rising Sun. As many in the dark wooded area of the forest stationed around the village within the flaming village known as konohagure where many a ninja would be already at work training and such. The dull thunk of shrunken and "ow" of an occasional student who failed to keep their mouth shut in bearing the pain from a strike was fresh in the air. Yet to the forest all was silenced as one would in a story book would speak hushed tales from another of such mystery that lies in it. Yet there was a stillness in the area sorrounding one part of the forest as dawn approached for the village. The village and sorrounding forest. And one shadow remained in a seated spot. Of course If one was none the wiser  it would be easy to pass a shadow like passing the trees. Ofcourse one's senses would easily go off the fritz of course as the straw hat individual sat at a mere crossed legged position deeply breathing as the pressure increased around him. His thoughts in a flurry from notes and observations as he went through slight points of utilizing his chakra. Eternally it was simple to push out yet something was off as yen took off his hat and opened his right eye surely keeping his left eye closed to prevent his ongoing sharingan from activating.  


A sigh escaped the young man as he noted that with as easy as it was to press out his chakra as many know through typical ninjutsu use and genjutsu utilization. It was easy to simply mold and release. Yet even now yen felt the glass ceiling there. Chakra had a greater depth then merely some water sprout or a fire ball. And as he learned through his training and studying of yin and yang. Each base fundamental had a way to work and could do much more then merely tap a nigh impossible element. It was what lies within one's own reach and further one's own mind and their body that determined how they can mold the possible and impossible. the vastness of this spectrum is immeasurable. Something as basic as the utilization of these techniques and further their consequences are quiet steep. One would wonder why it is that the legends of old could use this but yet even I wonder if there truely was a cost. The ever endeavoring madness and wish to put one's life before all else as a cost to reduce the failed individual chakra force by a staggering margin. Being pandemonium alone even I wonder what power it could truely posess alone. Madness that dances and further installs a grand advantage yet ever grows in wearisom toll that is not only a mental strain but that of one's own physically as well if not conditioned in a strong and vast chakra network. Mad world. All are shows of external confrontation to an outside force. And as marvelous they are show promise to change how one should approach me and the home. Now to tap into the internal forces of the power. Chakra alone is grand but when focused purely in the body it should also come from the soul. As mysteriIous as it is what would one do if they decided to utilize their full body and soul? A question that cannot be awnsered. For even the most harbored and hardened individual can tremble at such a thought. But now is the Time to flex the full power.As alone offensive is grand but to protect, to defend is this power. To preserve one's life and the life of the village is alone the drive to protect my home. And that alone drives me to dive deeper into the unknown path. A dawn or a dusk, perhaps darkness awaits, whatever May await I'll face it. To start I must find balance in my full force of my body and match it fully.


Yen thought as he stopped focusing his chakra externally but now silenced it as he had once before long ago. His insects hummed silently as he even remained still in body, and chakra as he measured it. Fully the power and strength as well as quantity of his chakra matched weirdly enough with his own body as he internally ran it throughout his body seeking and feeling through the mystery that was before him as he found the very thing he was seeking. Yen internally fluxed and flowed his chakra through his body as he relaxed and with silent but still concentration yen had to admit that this was unsettling as he felt a tickling like sensation throughout his body as his chakra resonated fully like a calm storm. It was as grand as it was serious as yen sighed a feeling of curiosity filling him like dread but wonder unbound as he was now prepped to open a new door through his training. time to take the step then


Yen thought as was at the ready his fingertips connected in a meditative pose.

Wc:859

859/3,250 for body and soul

Night gathers and now my watch begins. The first rays of sunlight threatened their entrance into a word where the cold and ill-intentioned thrived. While she was no longer either of these, at least in full, This was the tipping point for the girl calling herself the hells angel between contentment and disinterest. A trip to the borders had found nothing of interest. She expected as much, for who would dare cause trouble with the strength of the head of the nara clan lurched too close for any to dare hide? She'd not slept yet. Kira found that with time the act of keeping herself buisy with this or that granted incredible longevity. Even with suggestion that her actions would eventually end in a moment of weakness she pushed on, never feeling the slow creep of fatigue that should have gripped her tightly so long ago. With responsibility over she'd changed out a bit, actually shifting out of the standard she'd been seen in for months for something that held a little more flare. Of course the Coils of the goddess framed her chest in faux plate that shone in the dim darnlight, giving the appearance she'd meant for it to. This was the power of the Faewilds, and any who dared defy their will was doomed to find the reason why the high court held power for millennia.

The edges of her enchanted plate armor peeked out from a long quite tabbbard that attached for a few inches at her hips. FLowing from the point when the garment generally would have traditionally ended were two tails in the back of the same flat silk cloth with interwoven stitching of braided reds, greens, and blues that contrasted the black on white of the rest of her garb, drawing the eye of any that she passed to the intricate detail work that represented her connection to the power of magic granted by the court. The edge work came together at a softened point on each, a bright silver tip clashing slightly with the thick gold outlining that flowed across the entirety of the rest of the garment, and in the center of these silver tips was a very specific symbol. The symol of the demon of chance, the representation by which those who held the power to hold the scythe of sorrow looked a bit too plain on the garment, a simple S with a line cutting through the center at an angle to nearly touch the creating and terminating points of the shape. Atop the highest point and just below the lowest point on the angled line was a small black dot, and beside each of these on the right side were two solid black lines. Where she to remove the clothes and armor the same symbol would be visible easily like a dark still festering scar that marred her ivory skin, showing more boldly then the hundreds upon hundreds of small white lines that were spread across her entire body. Any who could see the girl's hidden form would understand that battle hardened was quite the understatement. None would see these and live to tell the tale.

Across the front of her tabard, sewn in a bright red was a symbol of the hyuuga clan, a prepresentation of her heritage. The back was impossible to see due to the light grey half cloak bearing a white symbol of the nara clan that spanned her entire back. The hood of the cloak held tightly to her form, framing her face to hide her raven hair, asside from a few stray strands that found freedom from their restraints, sitting defiantly across her left eye. Currently her eyes sat in their natural state, a bright almost glowing aqua blue. Two small glimmers of silver brought attention to the fishnet undershirt that set between her armor and her tabard, the webbing holding the two senbon in place in the event she ever need them. Surprisingly she'd chosen a bit more of an elegant outfit today, a long skirt slightly darker then her half hood, woven with the same braid like designs flowing downard from hip to heel in several points in the garment, a few of the strants seeming to coil inward and around one another like snakes seeking out a fresh kill, and the fishnet shirt traced nearly a foot of the garment, emphasizing either it's great length or her small stature. Standing at about five foot two inches tall it could easily be asumed the latter, but to assume anything based on this was a suicidal tendency.

As always the large hempen side bag set against her left hip, almost as if it were molded into her form. The black mask set at her throat, seemingly curled in upon itself a bit to look more like a choker that mirrored the transmission choker with a small balck box where the red jewel of the second bit of jewelery sat. She stood tall, the paragon of both beauty and devastation, her eyes searching the forest that was home to her clan for so long. She was out here simply to think for a bit. There was an early meeting, as there always was, with the counsel of elders that assisted her with the day to day events of her clan, and she needed to have a clear head before dealing with them once more. It was a double edged sword having the older members of the nara bloodline so close. She was thankful as always for their knowledge and guidance, but every decision she'd made up to this point was scrutinized and often gained her a scowl of disgust from the mroe reserved older men and women. Still, she had the support of enough of the high ranking ninja to do what she needed, which she considered a great gift.

She noticed first the large straw hat sitting off about ten meters in front of where she walked, almost lackadaisically, one foot lagging in the air for several moments before the gentle bend of her knee brought it to touch genlty against the earth. At this time of night no one should be in the forest, in HER forest. While it would have been too easy for this person to have heard her entrance she called forth the cloak of the night, mostly as a defensive gesture and as a sheet of pure dull black hid her lithe form she approached more quickly. "Hullo little bird. Quite far from the nest arent we? What brings a precious little pet into the hawks nest....." She spoke with conviction, even as disinterest filled her form. Inwardly she prayed this would end simply. She didn't have the energy or interest to actually keep up the metaphorical mask of power required to act officially as the clan head she knew she was expected to portray to those she wasn't familiar with. It was nearly robotic, condescending, and she didn't care for it.

(1166)

The meditative position of his concentration was not to be waivered as the flowing of robes caught his attention and a voice he had not heard in quiet a long while, ages in fact caught his ears as he simply responded to her remark. "Perhaps I'm far, bit unsafe to train properly without causing more harm then good, besides more secrets lie and are far better hidden from the naked eye. Don't you agree hells Angel?" Yen stated as he took a breath and the chakra within him eased and relaxed as he sought deeper down within himself. Seeking the plane where he once arrived once upon a time.

the full power of the chakra must be explored in a more base manner. When split it could in fact easily reach me back to that point I was once before. So now to see how much deeper I could go. yen thought as he relaxed and focused even further on the now calm chakra within him. Ignoring elemental affinity and studying the vastness of just working the base chakra in its basic form and hence as he studied it he adressed the lady once more. " what has happened lately ever since we last met? Surely you have indeed made a change to that painful shriek you cause what causes that madness truely a powerful effect." Yen stated as now his eye laid fresh a kind eyepatch where his left eye was as he kept the eye closed just to not burn away chakra pointlessly. Now taking in fact that yes the lady was dressed in the typical armored yet stylistically ideal version of a queen attempting to remain in a nail salon as well as armor clad. It was a bit much that spoke next to yen who bore his simple blue cloak and trademark straw hat. Now keen to add a bit more to his flair. Well perhaps not much more then some tiny garments versus the fashionista that stood before him yen held the line of simple meant more power.

Wc:354

1,205/3,250 for body and soul (25% discount from max stats)

She recognized the voice, though She couldn't remember the boy in front of her actually having made much in the way of convorsation with her in the past. Still he knew her title at least. This was enough to allow her to let down her guard slightly, moving closer to the man finally in slow purposeful steps.

"I suppose, though i've never been great with secrets personally. " As she spoke the strength of the cloak of the night changed, the blackness that hid the outline of her body seeming to sink inward towards her form as it hollowed out, pitch black chakra turning opaque. To any who would know the look it would seem that the girl called a greater power then she had before as the standard cloak that hid her movements stretched out behind her, growing ten long fox like tails at her lower back that swayed to and fro in the wind. The faux bijuu cloak would be apparent to those who had witnessed the strength of a jinchurichi before, an odd opaque bubbling forming across her body as the cloak extended out from the sheet of darkness that once surrounded her body. Her clothing was now visible however stark white and light ash on pale white skin where there before was only seen black, black of cloak or black of clothes had been her history, and this look almost felt strange on her form.

"Many things have happened. I've made great changes to the nara clan since our clan head fell ill, found a home within the village and borders in tandem, seeking out the few who dare enter this land with dark intent, taught several young shinobi in the arts of ninjutsu and medical ninjutsu, I'm not sure what exactly you're reffering to in regards to what has happened?" She thought back, searching her memory for this boys knowledge of her scythe's effects. "Forgive sorrow her screech um.... I don't believe I've actually ever gotten your name?" her statement was cut off prematurely, and her holier then thou facade shattered, much to her great pleasure, by the realization that the strange robed boy before her seemed to know quite an ammount more about her the she he. It was entirely possible that she'd simply forgotten. She'd met so many people in the recent year or so within the borders of the land of fire, and having used her title suggests they'd only interacted on a hand full of loose ocasions.

(1581)

Yen chuckled slightly as he had the girl a bit off guard and spoke as a slight glance up at the woman's face. "Sadly my introduction was a bit late. Normally I laze around the gates but to one such as you I mostly pass unnoticed unless you recall that pathetic scruffel at the gate once upon a time with a few since long gone individuals, it was a long time ago but around the time of kumogure destruction and my usual antics of activity of defusing a potential dangerous moment and safety to the village. I normally talk a bit but that's simple to figure out as well. " Yen spoke a bit as he refused to tell the true reason of his natural chatter habit as it was more a philosophy then something to hand out to an individual. As he smiled up to kiranomo and spoke once more.

"In simple terms I am the guy who stands out in the open and remains transparent in intention, and secrets are UN a bottle of shadows and unsaid things. Name is yen though but it's laughable how one does not as always remember the one who does not hide in the shadows but stands in the light where there is even greater shadows casted. Its like a coin on its side you see both sides and say that's all normall, but you never give question about the flat sides as who questions what is already seen? Nice tails as well they are stylistic and fits you well. Perhaps there could be use for them." An analogy that yen used rarely to reveal his normal position in things as few would guess that a grey individual would stand in the full clad daylight of the village and not take full action unless they decided to. Even this was a decision to reveal himself normally to one who doesn't pay close attention to the individuals and their full actions. UN fact yen would actually take a nice mental pat on the back that he had evaded for the most part her radar despite being clearly there. As it's hard to ignore a force of chakra within a village, yet upon closer examination one would find him clear as day.


Yen surged his chakra as he felt it almost come to a full waking point it would at a mental command which made him smile a bit more even spike up in a great deal of sheer force as almost as if it was stronger then usual. interesting, mentally people are used to using their chakra as a significant showing or molding of for a technique yet few would note the sheer power it possesses alone. Yin based chakra as one would call it flows off the mind and will as it connects to enable greater but based mind over self power. Where if one were to diverge deeper the would find the imagination and where chakra the life blood of the spirit and essence of the soul. Where yang chakra resonates and reflects the physical and force of pulling. To that extent if utilized the act of making a physical act of impossibility occurs from this simple notion. To that form this can explain what's laid out before me. yen thought as with a mere (ram handsign) yen felt the chakra within him stir and as with a disire to move faster he felt his awareness of the world and the surge of chakra alone simotaniously activate and by a burtst of grey chakra seeping in sheer power and stopping in a steady powerful but controlled maintained burst of power. As suddenly it was there it was gone. And yen nodded up to kira and spoke.


"What did you just see?"

Wc: 525

1,830/3,250 for body and soul

Whoever he was.... This boy could talk. She listened to his long speach, and right when she assumed it to be over he continued once more. SHe was almost impressed. Thinking back she remembered a few times when she'd been at the village gates. In truth she'd spent time everywhere within and outside the village asside from the few places that she should have been. It suited her. If needed she could simply send someone to take notes of the important meetings of her clan, or any random situation she was asked to attend. Kira... Well she wasn't really the sit behind a desk kind of person.

"I was like that once. I was the type to stand in a full room screaming at the top of my lungs and still be trampled by those passing. Even now it seems that with a presence noticable across the village due to the sheer power of my chakra I've found it too easy to slip in and out of where I need to be, keeping an eye on the small things that require my attention. " She considered his analogy, assuming it immediately to be used solely because of the effects of her shadow too easily noticable as the ten tails of the cloak continued to sway lightly in the cool breeze. Behind her her shadow shifted and contorted as she flowed the strength of her chakra in the way only one of her clan could. The edges seemed to stretch out, reaching like a large rectangle behind her as she shifted and contorted the darkness that was her greatest gift.

(1849)

Yen smiled and chuckled. "Its better to remain in sight as without question intentions can be read fully. There's no secrets too dark that break a trust in the light. And the shadows you control are indeed quiet a sight to marvel. A base status of yin release as it's will and spirit based and effects at a grand level. Mighty powerful ability that throes of the nara clan posess and utilize to an beautiful display. I could say that with much unfortunate distaste a nara I know of by the name of tatsugya is fairly gifted in the art. I wish he chose wiser actions though as now in reflection I might've been harsh, yet to take another's life in the act of even defense unless a life taken would've justified the act. However that has passed and been done. But I stand by the way of a transparent self naturally. As alone the power of a shinobi may be in the blade and sorrow it can cause." Yen quiped as he nodded at the woman who's shadows had taken a grand area of effect around behind her.


"But the greatest blades are the words that a warrior utters. Silence means that one naturally would be willing to silence the other. However every warrior hesitates at the power of words spoken. And yet this is going to be quiet a day. Your tails are unique. To think that they flow nicely with your artful dressing speaks solely on the power they could possess. As much as you say you once were one to be noticed. You still take the number one spot with the tails. Which is never wrong. It's different and that I respect."


Yen stated as he tipped his hat as his chakra flared once more and he felt the surge once more and the large chakra reserves he posessed and the grey chakra covering his skin roared to life as now defined and powerful as yen relaxed with a sigh and felt the grand strain on his chakra as he struggled to maintain the aura sorrounding and floating over his entire body in very controlled bursts of chakra. this is quiet tasking but it's wonderful at the same time how powerful chakra alone is. I must focus and maintain its complexion and depth. A few handsigns to mix in and further grab a hold the total power this jutsu can potentially be and make. I must try to grab a hold of this.

Yen thought as he felt the strain once more. It was staggering at the same time doable perhaps by himself as it was his level of power and reserves that could handle it.

Wc:452

2,282/3,250 for body and soul

"I suppose that completely depends on your experience. I've found that standing in the light leads to greater complications. Standing in the light..." She paused, searching for exactly the words to explain what she wanted to say without giving this boy too much information. She couldn't outright explain that she'd found death. It generally just didnt go very well. "Can too easily make you a target. I've found greater pain in the light then hiding within the shadows. " It was vague, but it conveyed her point for the most part. The topic change brought a visible ease to the girl who let out a gentle sigh as the realization that her need to guard her history was forgotten for now.

"Tatsuya. One of my more promising children. His power over the shadow is excelent. It was unfortunate to find that he chose to leave the safety of Konohakagure." She might have given away too much this time. It was a well hidden secret that the boy had intended to keep that he was leaving, and a secret she put great pain into keeping. Why she'd protected the boy she wasn't sure. Maybe it was because of their blood connection but..... No. It was because he'd seen the same terror she'd felt. She saw in his eyes the fight against corruption that she'd lived for so long.

"I disagree respectfully. There are many with whom words wont meet. You could speak for hours and find the act like to discussing philosophy with the gate of konoha. Too many only see power. If you have power they seek to extinguish your life to sample it, if you dont they relenquish your right to continue existence. " In emphasis to her point her shadow shrunk in at several points, the square like sheet of shadow she'd put energy into manipulating forming long blade like extensions, though they were still well hidden in the two dimensional world of the shadow. Two long blade like tendris stretched outward, curling around her body at her simple mental command. Her chakra presence, even without boosting it with the cursed seal or incomplete sage mode, would be stiffling, its power thick in the air as her aura flowed about the area.

(2221)

Yen nodded and solemnly agreed with a small "hm"  she made strong points and yet even he had to admit there's a flaw or two in the light yet perhaps within the light there was greater pain and yes in comparison to another in terms of power it comonly became a match of who out flexed who . And who would die and who wouldn't. It was the life shinobi faced and yen took it normally as it was he accepted that within all of this there was still fear all bundled up in all sorts of individuals and they would sooner lash out as then yet he recalled his talk with the princess of the uchiha who held a similar philosophy. As sad as it was yen completely understood the point that was burned in most konoha based shinobi. Violence often was the solution to clear a point. Yet that's where yen differed where he didn't need to rush to a fight and showed commonly that if hit what was truely accomplished?.


"You speak true. Yet that doesn't deter from the point that it's not always a necessity to exhuast a life. If you note that the mere point is that power is neither one dimensional as is the act of peace and war. There's more to power then just sheer will, and mere knowledge. It's often the gut feeling and the kicking in of instinctual reaction to out live a threat. All alone this speaks as what it is we fear as konoha is not a powerful individual such as the demon kumogure, but the influence that he has on future generations. The fact that in battle we would forget and throw away our ethical and soul based morals to be a monster. And lose what humanity we strive for and shall gain.  Even if we survive the most hardened warrior when asked would recall and feel that pain of exhausting lives, feel the thrill and fear of the other side of the path being the badlamds known as death, and long for a means to escape the clutches for momentary benifit of a strong relations often leading to a connection via with another.... Even you hells Angel cannot deny that. Through the reaches of even your mind have you ever wondered what it means. To follow the villagers life? And despite them seeing the atrocities of our world how they can lounge about and enjoy what is life despite its pains and fears? I found myself looking there often. Too many of our shinobi forget the Times of peace and would rather toss their lot to a wheel of power, trying to build up to be the strongest when in reality it is not what they are willing to gain. But sacrifice. Your actions show that you are willing to sacrifice much for the village. Yet me in the light vulnerable and in sight at all times put myself before others because no one is willing to take a hit beyond for the village. They are too connected to their own selfish hungers to be powerful that throes before them who dropped their lives at a word or threw themselves before an army to stall throes unable to understand what it means to be the body and soul of the village. The body can heal, another can always take their place, but the soul unless rooted through action and word fades. A life lost pointlessly for sake of some power. Power if gained is not used selfishly as many would say and not follow fully. But power is corruptive and misunderstood. Even I admit that power can take even me... But kiranomo even for you I would protect with my life because to point a weapon even at the shadows of our village. Is a declaration of attack. Your shadow manipulation is indeed incredible to witness. But I would say this. Don't travel or take the world alone and have me or another take steed in assisting and protecting the village. Gain not power but perhaps a glimpse of the world in another light. You are weary in your life travel. I saw it then and see it now still even more so. You seen much done much. Has yet more to do. And perhaps there is more I can hand over to you in due time."


Yen went silent as he exhaled and then opening his left eye while under the eyepatch yen glanced through the fabric at the workings of the shadows. The very pushing of yin chakra working in the way of blades. As in will of mind and soul completely embodied the shadows which was very intriguing and he had to admit that despite no true experience except utilization through base chakra manipulation. That even he had to admit that her control over yin release was unparalleled thus far. "Do you belive two core clans can actually work as a team as prescribed by the village foundations? Once upon a time teams were a lot more solid but this is more or less deeper then a pact of comradship. But as I see you too can perhaps learn this that I'm working on. As I see your ability to utilize yin release is unparalleled by what I have seen so far."  Yen stated with a smile as he now weaved a single handsign. (Ox) and through the force of it the grey chakra came back to life in a flash as yen proceeded to hold and uphold the aura this time it was indeed much easier. As before it was a shock, however it held a similar weight with enough control to uphold both forms of the yin release and the yang chakra flowing now within his body. "Utilization of yin and yang as a means of protection and enhancement. A challenge alone but with rewards and risks. Quiet a fun path nonetheless. " Yen stated with a smile as he added a (ram) as the roaring now powerful chakra stabilized and he felt his chakra settle at a much higher level then normal. And in a choice yen felt his body toughen even more  As with pleasure he preformed (Dragon) tying the two as one and with much pleasure and joy felt that with a sigh and the grand strain to uphold the jutsu alone it was well worth it. (body and soul +40 to chakra, +40 to health, aura health, power, and speed:95) "It might not look like much but I ask that I Disire to test this.  Please if you may strike true and powerful with sorrow or a weapon hells Angel. Not many get to see the full works of my techniques first hand but you get to enjoy the ride."


Yen stated with a chuckle as he closed his right eye and conserved his chakra. As he took a deep breath with much glee at the full product being used and completed. It was indeed a grand marvel to witness personally as he could now feel the enhancement of his chakra at full work. defensively this is quiet a technique at Hand and yet alone the full power it posesses the utilization alone is staggering I cannot wait to see how this all works now. To break down the full power of this will be a journey alone. yen thought as he awaited kiranomo to  strike.


Wc: 1,231

3,250/3,250 for body and soul


Actions: 1,105/1,160

-40 for body and soul

-15 for sharingan (breif activation)

His words brought her back to a place she hoped to never visit again, a dark memory of exactly the situation he described. She'd faced down the demon of Kumokagure too long ago, in the first village she truely felt a calling to protect. Sure there was the home of the now late tsuchikage Echo, who'd taken her and her team in before the raid on Yuki, before the fear, and before she'd realized the two men she'd offered her life to were cruel and evil. The village hidden in the snow gave her sanctuary, but more so it gave her friends that still stood at her side to this day. With Maku as the leader and she and youka standing in protection it was perfection, a walking dream that was well past it's time. The awakening point was too soon. She hadn't even realized the situation before her before a great commotion drew her from the small inn she'd made her home. Still weakened from death, which the memory of had been long since taken from her, she stood on legs to weak to hold her weight staring at the demon priest youka. He and a trio stood to challenge the village that was her home, and in fear she'd chosen the path opposite what Yen now described. She ran, allowing the village to be burned to ash.

"Their deaths.... Never dulled the sting. " her voice came in a whisper barely audible as she relived the situation once more. How smugly she stood above the barely breathing trio fresh from Konoha with strikes across their headbands and cruelty in their hearts. The thrill of retribution was long since gone, and while the eight of murder never truely hit her the way Yen described, the sense of loss, and more so the feeling of despiration and helplessness at the task at hand. Even with half of her retribution in hand the question of success wasn't answered. "I've found the need to gain power intoxicating. So intoxicating that I've gathered the strength of my fallen foes simply to test the limits of what they could have done to me had my blade not been found sharper. " At this she allowed the eternal mangekyou sharingan to activate, her eyes shifting from bright blue to a dull red color as three small red flame like dots formed in a triangle. Each opened up, almost seeming to draw across the open space of her iris a long S, forming the symbol on the tail of her coat before mirroring it across the center of both eyes, the two letters making an X like shape. The final transformation was like to the fishnets of the nara clan, a latticework of web like blackness flowing across the entirety of the circular red canvas. THe power of the sharingan made everything seem just a bit sharper, everything around her seeming to move more slowly then it had before. With it's strength she found the splitting of her concentration to be effortless, and with it strange effects began to happen.

The cloak that surrounded her body begin to shift slightly, symbols flashing across her mind as she watched a technique she was certain she'd never seen before being performed in her minds eye. In the distance she could see a shadowy figure that wasn't there, skin and clothes black as night with a strange mask too much like her raven mask hiding their face. More strangely however was the sound of soft string instruments that could be heard as the figure danced, and to top off the odity of her assumed day dream, the music, unlike the figure, could be percieved easily by yen. It wasn't clear where the sound game from, only that it began with a soft hum of low pitched viola ressonating through the area. She was completely lost in the illusions before her for several minutes, her eyes shifting left and right of their own accord as she zoned out almost on auto pilot, her chakra sensory the only thing truely keeping tabs on anything in particular, but was brought back to the real world by Yen's next question.

"I do. The Ino Shika Cho formation has been a tradition in my family for generations... Well. One of them. The other keeps all of their secrets solely within the knowledge of those with the eyes of the clan. " WIthout thinking she activated the power of her eyes, Copying the hand seals absentmindedly as he spoke. She molded the chakra in tandem with him, copying exactly everything that he was doing but found no actual effect once the molding was finished. "My body seems to be unable to replicate the effects of whatever you just cast. I can analyze it, but something seems amiss at the application despite a perfect mimicry of your actions down to chakra molding... However if you so wish it I will test your durability. If i may however, I feel the call of my bloodline to test the task. If it need be a weapon so be it, otherwise I would gladly use a different means."

If he decided that it needed to be a weapon the horrific cry of sorrow would fill the forest, chilling to the bone with its blood curdling screech. She would call the twin daggers of disdain, one in each hand, and release the first aimed at the center point of his shoulder. The cloak of shadows wrapped around the weapon as it flew, bringing a surprising effect she hadn't noticed until now, and one that Yen would most likely find interesting. While in air, though he could see the weapon it would be easily noticeable that neither the weapon nor the chain made a single sound as they came to their destination, their path invisible audibly even to one with the effects of experience in battle. The dagger flew towards its destination with a speed of one hundred and twenty, its motion not enhanced by any booster yet, and it's sharpness would cut into his skin unless dodged with a sharpness of one hundred and ninety. It would be a powerful blow, even at base, but aimed at an area that was non fatal if it succeeded in breaking through.


In the event he decided a weapon wasn't needed she would call out to the power of the shadow, and the answer would be nearly immediate. From the center point of her shoulders four long tendrils would form, shooting out and past her head to strike towards Yen. Their speed would be the same, shooting towars the same point on the boy at one hundred and twenty, but their sharpness would be slightly lighter due to a booster not being active. THey would strike with a sharpness of one hundred and fifty, attepting to break through his skin and force him downward, sewing him to the ground beneath him, however with both attacks she would pull back if they actually broke skin after two inches, drawing blood but not enough to cause significant damage.

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