Bloody Knuckles (Vaneda, p, nk, io)

After Itami spoke, he was still getting annoyed from they two shinobi while he was trying to meditate. At this moment, he was just focusing his chakra and trying to unlock his bloodline power. But just with meditation and focusing on his elements and trying to combine one another within himself. The new guy began to speak again, saying this conversation started off a bit intense. What you expect when two people just finished fighting. This new guy also claimed he was a Chunin and stated that he just reached that rank. He stated there was no need for tearing each other apart, but that's what Itami lives for. But he didn't say anything as he continued to meditate and focus on his chakra. 

He then asked who was the name of the shinobi he just finshed fighting. "I don't know.. Why not ask him yourself?" Itami would say to Genzo. The other shinobi would say that he is a nobody and then he would mention Itami. Itami figured he wouldn't stop asking, so he just said fuck it and would tell Genzo is name.

"My name is Itami.. and yes, genjutsu is my specialty. But right now I'm focusing on something different." He would say casually. But from the way he grew up and was raised in this village. Talking wasn't the way to get to know each other. Through violence and shedding blood was his way of communication.


"Listen here, talking to us isn't the way to catch our attention. We communicate with violence and shedding blood on one another. If you really want to catch our attention, just put a scratch on that guy over there. And I wouldn't even mind teaching you a thing or two. I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind that after being disappointed with our fight." Itami would say to Genzo. If the man wasn't up for the challenge, he would see that as weakness and unworthy to even speak another word to. That's why when Itami first met this other shinobi, there was less words and a lot more fighting.And if they were to fight, he would continue to meditate and focus his chakra towards unlocking his bloodline.

(TWC: 3858)

Further conflict couldn't be resisted, as Itami made clear to Genzo they weren't Shinobi who have discussions unless it involves the clashing of their fist's. It'd take an idiot to not comprehend the simple factor that the Genjutsu Specialist wanted to further his training, being bothered no further. The sudden change in the agitated man's personality astonished the Hozuki, the man seemingly had calmed himself down enough to answer Genzo's question. After managing to mellow him out to a certain extent, he felt it'd be almost merely insulting to irritate him further physically harming him more than the previous fight he had endured previously. Situation's like these aren't times where the young man's psychotic mind sadly isn't capable of comprehend basic human emotion, seeming more intriguing as the second passed. Placing his hand onto the cold ground beneath him, Genzo pulled himself to his feet once again placing his hand's into his pockets. Out came his Zippo Lighter in his left hand while another cigarette within the right, bringing the smoke placing hit between his lips. Jerking his left arm upward's into the air a flash of light emitted from the sparking flint, crackle's of the flame getting closer to the Hozuki's mouth before placing it back into his pocket. Loudly the Shinobi cleared his throat, being sure to catch the attention of both Shinobi's attention.

"So, let me get this straight... You want me to attack "some guy" in exchange for your worthwhile, perhaps even a lesson later on in the Art of Genjutsu? Yes... That does seem fascinating, although I should let you two on in a secret..." Pondered Genzo, laughing hysterically as his hand's met before the center of his body forming the Tiger seal. Inhaling a massive amount of oxygen the Hozuki released it in a mere second, completely engulfing up to a twenty meter radius entirely in mist peforming the Hidden Mist Technique. Without considering any unnecessary hesitant precaution, Genzo quickly slipped out a Ram handsign, blurring fifteen meter's toward's his objective stopping merely one foot infront of Vaneda. (+50 Speed Body Flicker Technique / 29 Speed = 79 Movement Speed.) Attempting to lock eye's with the individual Genzo simply concentrated his Chakra, using one of his highest tier Genjutsu onto him, thus being the Genjutsu Binding Technique (+50 Power, resulting in being stuck in a paralysis Genjutsu for three post's if cannot be broken otherwise.) Still glaring towards the individual, Genzo calmly walked five feet into the mist disappearing once again. "The secret... If you simply cannot tell already is Itami and I have similarities in specialty!" Whispered Genzo, forming a gun-like shape using his left hand, aiming toward's the presence of the stunned(?) Shinobi.

Water formed at the base of the tip of Genzo's finger, gaining condensation from the thick mist within the area as a miniature water droplet rapidly formed at the tip of his finger, aiming it at height level toward's the man before releasing the bullet spiraling toward's the individual only five feet from the Hozuki. (69 Speed/Power + 70 Chakra.) "Well, a scratch is kind of an insult even though I know you two don't know me... However let's see what my Water Gun's capable of doing, I can guarantee you it'll be more than a scratch that's for sure!" Cackled Genzo AFTER firing his technique.

Total WC: 1,219
40 AP - Water Style: Water Gun Technique.
30 AP - Genjutsu Binding Technique. (If we make eye contact, I'm not going to auto-gen you on this one as we're in mist.)
10 AP  - Hidden Mist Technique.
10 AP  - Body Flicker Technique.

AP Total: 110/200.

Vaneda, causally leaning up against a nearby tree, looked around as the area surrounding him began to be engulfed in a deep mist seeming to spring up from nowhere. Unbothered, he simply sighed as the newcomer, Genzo, faded out of sight within it. For only a moment, he couldn't see the strange young man, then suddenly, he appeared in his face, locking eyes with him. Vaneda attempted to raise an arm to smack him sideways but found that he, once again, was incapable of moving. Another trick from the same bag it seemed. Frustrated, but oddly comfortable against this tree, he rolled his eyes and glared at the new guy, a flash of annoyance running across his face.

"For God's sake... Can you people do nothing else...? Is cheap tricks and gags all you got. That really IS disappointing." As he voiced his disdain, the new guy leveled a finger at the center of his chest, right where his heart would be. The man chatted on about how a simple scratch would be an insult so he'd use, what he called, his "water gun" to deliver much more than that. Needless to say, Vaneda was less than impressed with the little finger gun his pointed as his chest. Vaneda stared at the finger, then he slowly raised his eyes up to meet his with an expression that read as "are you serious right now?"

"What, Genzo, are you gonna shoot me with yer little finger pistol? Should I make little sounds while you shoot imaginary blasts at me? Pew pew p-" And then, as Vaneda mocked the kid, he felt a jolt of cold pain blast through his chest and into the tree behind him. Somehow, the little bastard actually shot something through his chest, piercing his heart. Blood spurted through his mouth and over his shirt, his eyes dimming for just a moment as the cold embrace of unconciousness tickled his eyes. Then, it all disappeared. Vaneda rose to consciousness yet again, the small hole in his chest obvious and bleeding. Despite a look slight anger, he didn't seem affected by the wound. He spat a glob of blood at the kid's face and returned his cocky smile.

"Cheap. Tricks. I commend you though. And now, I have a trick to show you if you'll let me, Genzo. I REALLY think you'll like it."

As the young demon continued to meditation the ground. He was still focusing on is chakra and unlocking his element. He can feel the energy of two elements combine through the course of his vein. But he is unsure which two elements were combining. Meanwhile, Genzo guy basically restated what Itami told him to do and how to get our attention. After he spoke Itami would nod his head.


"Indeed." Itami said to Genzo. Itami would glance at Genzo as he made the tiger hand seal and performed the hidden mist technique. Of course Itami as a Jounin, knew of a simple technique such as that one. As the mist filled the area, Itami wasn't worried in the least bit. Because if any of them tried to come at him, he could still hear their footsteps or the slightest sounds they made. But he continued to meditate and concentrate on his chakra. As he continued to meditate, he heard the voice of Genzo saying him and Itami has similar specialties. It seemed he was also a genjutsu user. Which was ironic, he already knows the other guy is going to hate Genzo even more now. Since he can't stand genjutsu.

Genzo began to speak again. He sure does talk a lot for someone who is in a fight. Itami couldn't stand people who spoke too much. Then Genzo mentioned something called water gun jutsu. Itami couldn't see what was going on because of the mist. So all he did was hear the commotion. But he could definitely hear the other shinobi complain like always. we had a person who talks a lot during battle and another person who complained too much. Itami just sighed and think how did he get mixed up in a bunch like this today. As he proceeded to keep meditating. He heard the other shinobi stop talking. All Itami heard was him coughing and painful sounds. It clearly wasn't from Genzo. So it seemed that he did way more than put a scratch on him. Maybe he has some talent after all. he stopped hearing noises from the other shinobi for a while.. Did this new guy kill him? It really didn't matter to Itami. But then again, he heard the arrogant voice of the other shinobi speak. It seemed he was still alive and not dead.

Blood spewed from the man's wound, completely shocked at how immense Genzo's Water Gun truly is. Color continuously grew dimmer as second's passed, almost certain that he had killed the Shinobi lodging a bullet point-blank into his chest. Even if the Hozuki managed do avoid any internal organs, the rate of blood loss surely would result in this man's inevitable death... So he thought to the very least. Almost as instant as Genzo claimed the man's soul, sudden burst's of life brought the Shinobi back to a conscious state of mind. Insult's followed by some form of recognition spurted out of the man's mouth, bleeding perpetuitously from where the individual's heart directly sat. Genzo couldn't comprehend how the individual could even survive such an attack, especially without the ability to weave and handsign's completely bound by his Genjutsu. "Heh... Are you one persistent guy, although I'm a little confused on how you're even alive I'd best use the time to apologize for such a fatal wound!" Apologized the Hozuki, tossing the butt of his cigarette onto the floor before him. "I'm sorry however such a fierce some man like yourself simply shouldn't be given the opportunity t-. Halted Genzo, clenching his forehead as his Genjutsu simply released itself feeling the effects of using nearly a half of his Chakra preserves merely instantly.

"Either you're just an ugly sight or I think I'm feeling the side effects of this little scuttle already!" Exclaimed the Shinobi, placing his hands together to form the Dog and Tiger handseal creating three individual clone's of himself shrouded in the mist. Unlike normal Academy Technique Clones, Genzo's Haze replica's were merely made out of mist and nothing more. All four together formed a diamond-shape around the man, placing their hands into their pocket's before awaiting for the man to strike. Genzo didn't dare desire to show sign's of Chakra exhaustion, especially such a powerful Shinobi he himself had also misjudged to begin with. Never has one survived such a successful fatal strategy, no.. This man must harness some form of immortality technique similar to Genzo's hydrification. Truly there's only one way to find out whether or not his speculation was correct. "Well, if you're going to strike me just get it done and over with, you're giving me a headache with your pity insults!" Again joked the Hozuki, awaiting for the man to continue.

Total WC: 1,617.
25 AP - Haze Clones (+15 for three extra clones.)
Total AP - 90/200.

Of course, Vaneda knew what this kid was. It was his job to know as ANBU of the village. The dude was a Hozuki or a "water-man" in layman's terms. If he could shoot a blast of water like that through him, then chances are he would be able to turn himself to water the moment something touches him. As horribly frustrating for him as it might be, he needed his blood. Instead of planning a quick cleave of his chest, however, the Jashin would simply coax it out of him. It was then that the hozuki's trick-jutsu ended, allowing him movement. He made a comment about how persistent he must be to survive such a blow. Vaneda looked at him, then down at his chest where blood still seeped from, almost allowing sight of the pierced beating heart in his chest.

"You can't be persistent when you're dead, Genzo. I'm simply sustained by something beyond you." With that said, Vaneda would raise his Katana up, wiping away any blood of his that might've splattered on his blade. He noticed that he was now surrounded by at least four clones. Of what, he was uncertain, but it was of no consequence. Genzo made several jokes about his appearance, but, once again, he paid it no mind. He wouldn't be laughing for very long, would he...?

"I need your blood." Vaneda said flatly, raising his blade. "Not much. Just a drop or two. Hold out your hand." Should the annoying, watery person comply, he'd place the edge of his blade against the new-guy's hand, pricking it just enough for blood to coagulate and stick to the edge of his sword. Smiling with a sort of relief, he'd lick the blood from the edge of his blade, and, as soon as the fluid was ingested, his skin would fade into a pitch-black tone with white skeletal tattoos pasted across the black.

[THIS POST GOES BELOW ITAMI'S, JUST A POST BEFORE WORK TO KEEP ROLE-PLAY GOING. That or if Itami desires it can stay as is in post order to fix me joining in half way previously as this post doesn't do anything to him.]

Both of Genzo's speculations proved to be true as his superior spouted nonsense stating it was merely impossible to kill something already dead. Whether the man spoke the truth or not, the blood-drenched beating heart with the miniature hole within it was standing evidence. No way was this a Genjutsu the Hozuki thought to himself, confirming the strategic steps he endured to prevent the individual by using his very own. Genzo may be renown for his psychological behavior, however the individual's mere will was terrifying. However within the midst of his battle, fear is far out of the question.

Man you fight just a efficient as Jonin... Nevertheless, it'd be rude for me to treat you any different then I have been already." Smirked the man, sighing in approval to the man's suggestion of placing his hand out palm up."Tell ya' what, if you make it quick and don't try to hack a limb off I'll simply allow you to cut me to show me such a maleficent technique." Finished the Shinobi, holding his forearm out towards the man as the Haze Clone's continuously stared at the man, preparing for any sudden strikes he may attempt to take to claim Genzo's life. Assuming the worst isn't a good trait in an individual, yet as a Shinobi it has kept the Hozuki alive to this point.

Total WC: 1,878.

(Sorry for short post, I have work in an hour and didn't want you guys waiting on me coming home like yesterday.

As Itami watches the fight between the two shinobi, he notices blood coming from the other shinobi's heart. With a further investigation, he notices a small hole in his chest leading to his heart. Even if that hole didn't pierce his heart, he would still be weak from losing that amount of blood. Especially since he lost blood from the sword he threw at his thigh and the bullet that traveled through his heart. Now Itami is really confused. Even some of the best healing techniques would have a little trouble healing a wound to the heart. But not even just that, its still bleeding. So what the hell is going on. This man should be really weak.. or even dead by now. So what is his secret. He stated he needs Genzo's blood for some odd reason. But for what... to drink it? Itami is starting to feel a bit curious about this guy with the ANBU mask. Usually ANBU take in special people with unique abilities or people who had nothing to lose. Itami still thinks he's part of the ops and he's just careless as to who knows. But he wouldn't mention it again. Still.. this man is really something else to just take blows like that. He shouldn't even be able to stand after his thigh injury and should be dead after Genzo's attack.

Itami continued to meditate and focus his elements within his body and slowly fuse them. He can feel the energy combining into something new as he remains still.

(That's fine, I didn't interact with any of you this post so things won't get confusing. So the next few post will go Sal, Itami, Genzo, Sal, Itami, Genzo and so on..)

With the blood consumed and with no one moving in to stop him, Vaneda took his katana and slit one of his wrists, the blood pouring out onto the ground in a deep pool of rich sanguine. Then, using his foot as a brush, he painted a circle with an upside down triangle around him, the points of which connecting with the left, right, and bottom sides (speed 40). Now, with everything in place and with himself standing firmly in the center of his ritualistic circle, any pain or damage he might be subject too would be transferred to Genzo as well. It was one of the fun parts of being what he was. The confusion on their faces as the body tore and ripped itself open to match the Vaneda's wounds... It was a priceless thing indeed. While he couldn't send this guy to Jashin, what he could do is send his pain. Vaneda held out his arm, exposing his elbow before stabbing through the limb (speed 40, sharpness 50), spraying blood this way and that. It goes without saying that, with Vaneda being in Jashin's circle and having consumed Genzo's blood, the Hozuki's arm would seem to split and open up, bleeding as profusely, but equally not life-threateningly as the wound Vaneda had inflicted upon himself. Equally going without saying, the horrible, searing pain of a blade piercing one's body would also come with the wound, likely bringing the hozuki to his knees, if not dropping him entirely. Vaneda would observe this reaction, casually sliding the blade out from his arm while it hung there uselessly as his body repaired the damage. 

"Yeah. I know it hurts a bit." He said with the strangest smile on his face. He observed the blood dripping from the edge of his sword with his dusk-blue eyes, holding up the katana to get a better view. "But don't you worry about that pain, my friend. There are many, many worse ones. For example..." He flipped his blade around in his hand so now it was pointing down and drove the blade into his thigh, cutting muscle and severing blood vessels in such a way that, once again, he avoided any major blood loss or shattering of bone, but, once again, the hozuki's flesh would seem to split open and bleed profusely as if the blade had cut him (speed 40, sharpness 50). Now, if getting a hole in Genzo's arm didn't drop him, a hole in his leg certainly would. Even if he was in his aquatic state, he'd feel every last bit of pain Vaneda had afflicted upon himself.

Even as the pain and blood-loss made the Jashin's mind fuzzy, the sense of euphoria gained from seeing the other guy writhe on the ground in pain was the only thing keeping his head clear-ish. Both of their bloods would splatter across the ground, but only one would be standing. With his Immortality and ridiculous pain tolerance, Vaneda was able to but a reasonable amount of pressure on his recently stabbed leg. He had completely forgotten about the hole in his chest, the newer, fresher, sharper pains taking dominance over the older, duller ones. Of course, he'd have to fix his cloak in addition to covering that hole in his heart while he healed. Vaneda would look down at the writhing ninja, the strange smile still on his face. Although he might literally be heartless, he wasn't heartless. Nah... he'd leave the more... exploitative pains for later, when it was his time to die.

Itami continued to watch the battle between the two. Seeing how Genzo has some skill and potential. But then suddenly, the other shinobi took some of Genzo's blood for some odd reason. What was the purpose of having his blood and why does he want it so much. Itami watched as the guy made a symbol with his blood. The symbol was a circle with a triangle on the side. Was this a fuinjutsu seal? Itami would ask himself. The man skin would turn black, as he almost resembled a demon. But then suddenly he would stab himself in the arm. Was this guy insane? He already got stabbed through the leg, shot in the heart, and stabbed himself in the arm. There is no mistake, there is no way a human can just take pain the way he does. Something is odd about him.

He would then stab himself in his other thigh. This was getting out of hand, what is the purpose of all of this. What's the purpose of inflicting pain on himself. And how is he still alive from all of these wounds. 

"How are you not fazed by these wounds. You got stabbed in the eye, shot in the heart, and then you stab yourself teo more time and take the pain almost as if nothing happened. I would suspect its some type of medical ninjutsu. But the wounds are still there and bleeding. Its either some special jutsu or just not human." Itami would say to this shinobi. Stabbing yourself in thigh and still walking is un heard of. And there is nothing explaining why he can get shot in the heart and still be breathing. Or not even feeling the slightest pain. Even if you missed his heart. Terrible blood lost would take place and he would almost be knocked out from the pain. Something wasn't right with this guy.