Bloody Knuckles (Vaneda, p, nk, io)

After Itami threw his Katana at the shinobi, he was still holding the ram hand seal. His attack was successful, the sword pierced through the guy's thigh and was stuck in. Itami knew that had to be painful. And he was enjoying every second of pain that delivered towards the guy. The shinobi however, grabbed his Katana and pulled it out if his thigh. And the shinobi began to stand up easily. Itami was a bit confused as to how he would be able to stand up so quickly. It must be some type of medical jutsu. But that couldn't be the case, the wound was still there. Could it be some type of pain killer? Itami doesn't have answers yet, but he still had the Ram hand seal up. Waiting for the right time. The man would begin to speak, saying it wasn't smart to disarm himself with no weapons. Which wasn't completely true since he had weapons in his weapon pouch that he could easily use. But Itami got the point he was trying to make.

"Hmph, doesn't matter..." Itami said as he was still holding the Ram hand seal. This was another way to trigger the same genjutsu that he was trying to trigger before. It could be triggered through the Ram hand seal. It was almost impossible for him to look at itami and not even notice that he was holding the ram hand seal. Since he had been holding it, from the time he let go of the Katana to through it. He would then activate his Ephemeral genjutsu and activate the paralysis at power of 50. And the shinobi would need a chakra of 50 to break out of the paralysis. But, IF FOR SOME REASON that still didn't trigger it. He would quickly point his index finger towards the shinobi and move it in a circular motion. And even try to put it towards his line of sight. And he would activate the paralysis same way he did with the Ram hand seal. With a power of 50.

And if for some reason the shinobi didn't glance or even notice the index finger even though it should be in his line of sight already. Or even the ram hand seal that has been held up for the entire time since he got hit in the thigh with the Katrana. Itami would just make the ram hand seal and as the shinobi's X-slash was coming at itami at a speed of 30. He would body flick towards the right for about 30 meters since the one post cooldown is finished. His body flick would be moving at a speed of 130. And immediately make the clone hand seal and summon a shadow clone. The shadow clone would take out a kunai from his weapon pouch, and be in a defensive position. And the real Itami would begin to make five hand seals at the speed of 60 to perform his Demonic Illusion: Descending Hell Technique.It would cause a ball of fire to form in the sky in a diameter of 100 meters. And the fireball would basically be enough to cover the entire training grounds. As the fire was getting closer and closer the shinobi would feel the heat getting hotter and hotter. The fireball would be moving at a speed of 55. And even if he tries to dodge the huge fireball. It would follow him and aim just for him. But the entire body flicking part would only happen if both of the triggers for the genjutsu failed. Again, this entire paragraph would be disregarded if the Ephemeral genjutsu was successful.

It was at that moment as he held the Katanas that he found himself unable to move. Vedena seemed to be subject to some kind of trick that rendered him immobile. Frustrated, he tried to muscle his way free, but to no obvious avail. He stood there struggling, hissing, fighting against some invisible force that held him still.

"Oooo.. Somebody's a coward...." Vaneda commented in a sing-song tone reminiscent of one child mocking another. "And here I was starting to have fun with your skill... Reducing yourself to such a level as to use tricks... I am disappointed sir." As he spoke, He attempted to force his way out of whatever was blocking his movement, but whatever had him, he couldn't muscle his way out of it.

"And such a fool too... I honestly have to wonder how you got anywhere... I guess that show you put on before really was the best you had..." He sighed, obviously disapproving of whatever the ninja had done. Although he was really in no position to resist whatever the ninja could throw at him, that smile remained on his face, forever confident.

As the genjutsu, was successful. The shinobi instantly stopped and was now immobilized. As Itami stared into the eyes of this man and walked up 3  meters in front of him. He heard the man mocking him and calling him names. Itami wasn't fazed at all by his comments. He's been called things 100 times worse in the course of his life. 

"Your words don't affect me you insect.." Itami would say casually as he looked into the eye's of this shinobi. He really hated people who talked a lot and spoke so arrogantly. He hated that with a passion. That makes him want to shed even more blood. As he walks over to the man's immobilized body. He would take back his katana but also be prepared if there was some other wierd trick up his sleeve. Even though for the most part he wasn't going anywhere.

"Ha ha ha ha." Itami would do a devilish laugh. The man began to speak of how Itami got anywhere in life. And calling him weak for pulling a genjutsu. He could tell he was really trying to push him but it wasn't working near the least. As Itami put his sword back in its sheath. As he would begin to speak again. 


"And here I thought you were an ANBU. Here's my advice to you, stop collecting masks and playing dress up before you get yourself hurt." Itami would say to this shinobi.

"I would admit, your a strong shinobi. But only cowards make excuses. If this was on the battlefield, I would've chopped you up in a million pieces and fed your remaining to someone else. Just to get a good laugh out of it." Itami said with a devilish smirk on his face. His obsession for blood was growing stronger and stronger. But he had to quickly control himself.

Vaneda simply laughed as causally as he would had he heard a funny joke. The man still seemed to believe that he was an ANBU and that was STILL funny. He would have shaken his head if he could, but instead, he just stared in his eyes, smile wide and taunting. He noticed that he could still move his fingers as the man took his Katana back and he just smirked. The other ninja began his monologue as Vandeda curled his free-hand's pointer and middle fingers behind his thumb.

"Ha ha ha." He countered back with his own exaggerated sarcastic laugh, rolling his eyes. "The funny thing is that you still thought I was one of the ANBU black ops. Really? You really thought that? I honestly can't tell whats more disappointing. Your pathetic use of tricks to win you battles, or how gullible you actually are."

When the man made a comment about him being chopped to pieces, he simply laughed some more, nearly hurting himself with how intense the chuckle was. "Oh... oh that's just rich.... When you say that, you almost sounded threatening... Like that would actually do anything..." He smiled widely, his fingers tightening ever so slightly behind his thumb.

"But what's stopping you...?" he asked, looking down at his sword, then back in the man's eyes. "I see that little look in your eyes. You want to kill me... Whats preventing you from taking that little knife of yours and running me through...? The Raikage...? Your own code...? Maybe its that voice in the back of your own little mind telling you not to lower yourself to my level... Or maybe its because you know in whatever passes for a heart in there that you just. can't. do it." He laughed lightly, staring into the ninja's eyes with each chuckle. 

He'd wait a moment, and if the man still hasn't done anything, he'd simply smirk.

"Do take your time. I'm not going anywhere."

As itami listened to this man's words. Saying he was foolish to think he was an ANBU. He was right, it was foolish of him to think so highly of him. "A lot of mouth for someone who got caught by a simple trick." Itami said to the shinobi. As the shinobi continued to talk and rant. Itami would turn his back on him and begin to walk about 15 meters away from him. And he would then sit down in a criss cross position and begin to meditate again. Easing his mind once again as he sits there patiently not listening to anyone.


"Your no threat to me anymore." Itami would say as he released the genjutsu from the shinobi and continue to meditate. He didn't feel like going through the trouble of explaining why he killed a fellow ninja knowing they are a bit low on shinobi. There is actually a lot of ninja in this village Itami wouldn't mind killing. But what good would it do for the village if war was to strike. it would be naive of him to say he could handle a war with just him and the raikage. Even though he is already aware of how strong he is.

Conflict arose in the distance as Genzo vaguely heard mumble's of two individuals speaking to one another. His hand gently wrapped around the Zippo lighter inside his pocket, pulling it out whilst placing a cigarette between his lips with the other. The wafting scent of burning oil's crept throughout the area before an unwelcoming sent of burnt tobacco followed behind it. "Heh... Well isn't this something you don't see everyday!" Chuckled the Hozuki, noting his superiority in a rutt as one simply desires to meditate. At least, so Genzo can only assume this far on at such a point. A deviant smile marked itself on the man's face, placing his hand's back into his pocket walking towards the two in curiosity of the situation. "I have to admit..." exclaimed the Chuunin under his breath, "I'd be a liar to say I'm not least interested in what they're going on about. I may as well go join the fiasco!" With that said, Genzo continued to walk into the proximity of the two Shinobi, waving to one another before placing his hand back into his pocket.

"Heyo guys, what's cracking? people can hear you two for a mile away!" Cackled the Hozuki, opening his squinted eye's as their sharp defined line's grew vivid. One spoke the word's of an individual whom has fallen for their own absolute ludicrous antics, while the other remained remarkably calmed during the whole entire situation. A similarity sparked within Genzo's mind, noting their ability to keep their cool in certain situations where it wasn't worth losing. His eye's glanced down to the individual whom appeared to ignore everyone's presence concentrated deep on meditation deciding to give his luck a whirl, sitting before the man merely a meter away from him. "Tell me, what are you currently practitioning in? Excuse me for being a bother, however our friend here seem's a little hot heated to speak to momentarily." Calmly stated Genzo, slowly glancing up to Vaneda with another smile cracked before awaiting further reply.

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"A lot of talk from one that uses tricks." Vaneda retorted before finding he could move again. The fact that fool of a ninja had let him go and declared him a non-threat. For a Jashinist such as himself, it was the worst insult. For a moment, he said nothing, considering whether or not to take the fool's head off and bathe in his blood, but he eventually shrugged and with a smile on his face, he shook his head.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night pal." It was just then that he noticed a cackling person laughing his head off about something a mile away. Whatever amused him so, he seemed to stop spontaneously and take a good long look at the heretic ninja back to his meditating. He seemed almost intrigued, as if the man's composure was something worth taking interest in. The Jashin raised an eyebrow as the man talked about Vaneda in the third person before cracking a smile at him. Immediately, the Jashin had mixed feelings about the newcomer. Immediately, he seemed a lot more open than the spoilsport sitting on the ground over yonder. However, no one likes being talked about in the third person, not even a zealot for the god of pain. Perhaps especially for a Jashinist such as himself. Being trained to spread the word of Jashin, simply being ignored the way he was now by 2 separate people was infuriating. Vaneda salvaged his composure however and restrained himself, slipping his katana into its sheath before turning fully to face the stranger.

"You know, its rude to talk about someone in the third person, buddy." He commented, looking the newcomer up and down with an inquisitive eye. "We were practicing swordplay earlier." Vaneda told the stranger, glancing back at the meditating heretic before returning his gaze back to the new guy.

As Itami heard the shinobi he just fought say something else. Itami would just ignore him after he said his statement. He was getting annoyed with this guy. After Itami released the genjutsu and the man was now free. Some new person was laughing from a distance and started walking over towards the two. More annoying people? This one talked more than the last guy. This should be fun, Itami would think to himself sarcastically. As heard the guy say something, he just sounded young and ignorant.

"Friends of yours?" Itami would say to the shinobi with the ANBU mask. As Itami continued to meditate, the new person walked up over to him. He started speaking about what Itami was doing and mentioned the other guy being uptight about something. As much as Itami can't stand that guy, it wouldn't be the best to talk that way towards him. The other swordsman would tell this new guy its rude to talk to someone the way he was. 

"No.. your were practicing swordplay. I was just focusing on winning the fight that you chose to pick. And like a fool, you fell right for my genjutsu..." Itami would say to the other guy. His intention wasn't to fight with just swords. Hell, Itami would care less for swords. Genjutsu was his specialty, and he sticks to what he does best.

"And new kid.. you might get yourself killed speaking carefree like that. Especially towards that fool over there. Who likes to pick a fight." Itami would say to the new kid. He wasn't really on anyone side. But he just wanted to warn this new guy if he said the wrong thing, it wouldn't be a surprise either of his wanted to shed some of his blood.

Both individual'seemed content on establishing cautionary action due to Genzo's smart mouth, little did they realize his moderative Psychosis made it merely incoherent. Yet again both of the Shinobi's eyes squinted for a brief second, letting out a little laugh. Although the Hozuki's twenty year's of age, his apparent youth-like complexion seemingly made him younger as he was. After the mumble's of the individual still continuously insulting the already agitated man almost contradicting himself.

Sure, it's true that Genzo doesn't know one thing about his opponent, however if what was spoken is true... Genjutsu seems to be super-efficient even if his technique's are unknown. Of course his intention wasn't to pick a fight of all, at the very least his smart-mouth was doing nothing more than merely getting him into trouble. A sigh emitted from the man's mouth, letting his cigarette drop to the floor stomping on it lightly.

"Listen, maybe we all got off on the wrong foot. Perhaps you'd both prefer me to introduce myself any further discussion." Smirked Genzo, keeping his calm complexion. "My name's Genzo, sadly you'll probably see me around more often as I've reached Chuunin ranking in Kumogakure no Sato. No need for us to tear one another apart, correct?" he chuckled, pointing toward's the angered Shinobi. As friendly as one could gesture, he sign's the man over to both of them happily to sit along.

"What's your guy's name if you don't mind me asking?" Questioned Genzo, placing his hand back down to his side. Although he could have easily placed the man under his Ephemeral, unnecessary conflict isn't the way whether anyone agree's with his ideal stand-points or not. Unless the Hozuki was placed in such situation of self defense there's no reason to be ignorant and start a conflict he may lose. "You use Genjutsu you were saying, that's pretty remarkable...?" Paused Genzo, awaiting to see if he could also get a name out of the other Shinobi meditating,

Vaneda simply turned his attention of the heretic off, for if he listened to any more of his slander, he'd probably rip his own arms off to get to him and, as anyone with good sense knows, it takes arms to rip off other peoples arms. With every ounce of restraint, Vaneda resisted his outrage and kept his composure. Perhaps noticing this, the new guy, Genzo as he introduced himself, attempted to diffuse the situation with his introduction. He looked younger, maybe around 17-18, but something about him told the Jashin that he was older... He said that they might be seeing more of him, considering that he was a chuunin and that there was little need to tear themselves apart. Actually, there was a reason why their blood should be shed. Vaneda just wasn't exploiting it yet. It wasn't the right time... The sacrifice was so much more useful to Jashin if they had a bond first...

When Genzo requested a name, he was unsure whether or not he was talking to mr. personality-of-a-graveyard over there meditating. Supposedly. Or if he was talking to Veneda himself. The new guy seemed to be enthusiastic to make friends, but the harsh reality was, he was in the space of a Jashin fanatic and a guy who dug his social graces out of a corpse-pile. Unfortunately for him, the new guy wasn't likely to find any sort of redeeming qualities in the meditating man. Whatever bond he hoped to form with him was likely to end with an insult or Genjutsu (aka tricks) to push him back to a comfortable distance.

"Me? I'm nobody, really. Just passing through. That guy, however," The Jashin nodded in the direction of the man-not-really-meditating. "Probably has a name if you can get it out of him." Vaneda leaned up against a nearby tree, simply observing their conversation. Surely, this would be something funny to behold.