Sal and oros midnight walk (p, nk)

Salzem's teeth grinded as Oro refused to shut up, even with several ribs broken and blood (from internal injuries persumably) running from his mouth and nose. He seemed impressed more than anything else, but this more-or-less mocked the lycan instead of whatever effect he intended. Salzem glared down on the wounded ninja, his sanguine eyes piercing the dark as sharpened steel would untempered flesh: with no difficulty. They seemed to glow in the surrounding black, sinister, enraged but not chaotic. He was still in control and felt that this amount of damage was enough to make his point: that Orokana could die right here on these streets. Salzem could rip his throat out right now and no one would be able to stop him. Sure, he would likely be caught later, put on trial and likely executed for this act, but he COULD kill this fool where he stood. Instead of closing the distance and giving Oro another excuse to bleed, the lycan took a step back. Although his rage drew his fists to Oro's week body like a magnet, he was already half dead. Smiling, laughing and talking, but half dead. He was no real threat if he ever was to begin with. Salzem could feel his rage beginning to quell a bit, unnervingly satisfied with the condition the other ninja was in. With little effort, Salzem had broken his body like a toothpick and, with a little more, he could splinter it between his fingers. This knowledge was good enough for him.

He was about to take his leave (fully intending to this time), then he found he was having trouble moving. His body jerked and twitched as if fighting against itself. The lycan had no idea what was going on, at least, until he looked into the smiling, blood-spattered grin of Orokana, coming his way and taunting him about his weaknesses. It must have been one of those Ocular genjutsu's he learned about in the Academy, long ago and so, there was an easy way to dispel it. Slamming his hands into a handsign, chakra flooded his system, releasing him from Oro's control once again. Stepping backwards out of arms reach (speed 125), Salzem finally got it into his head (by beating on Oro's head) that this crap-spewing idiot wasn't worth the strength he put into his blows. With a forceful sigh, Salzem tore his gaze away from Orokana, turning his back to him and continuing his walk... but not before saying one last thing.

"I'm not a white knight. I'm a ninja. But you're not either of those, are you?" And with that, he tossed a roll of bandages over his shoulder and continued on his way, not giving a care whether the the kid bled out in the street or not.

(Exit)

WC: 2162

Claming 20 AP

(requesting bump for approval)

he fell to the ground and blacked out after sal left. thinking he was right. but he didnt care if he was. thanks to sal oro learnt some things he needed to note on. plus he found some other things out from sals character. some flaws and strengths. he woke up some time later, almost morning. he grabbed the bandages and patched himself up before he went home for the day. his pain echoed. but oro had some new things to test out. but he needed to find some things before then. he smiled. 

(exit)