The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
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Hikari Namikaze
Madrigal Kaguya
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- Madrigal KaguyaCitizen
Ryo : 0
The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Fri Apr 07, 2017 1:54 pm
Valen awoke that morning as if he had come from a dream. It left him groggy and confused for a few minutes before deciding he should sit up. Going through the motions of doing so caused the covers to fall down to his lap, exposing his bare chest, his black hair hanging down in his eyes as he remembered the dream he had. He had fought with a great pain in his head and a wicked voice that urged him to go claim something. He proceeded to travel out to the desert in the middle of the night as if he were some kind of zombie to go do so. He shook his head in minor annoyance at such a dream before getting out of bed and dressing in all but his shirt and cloak. He intended to train with heavy physical exertion today and since that would be the case he didn’t see the point in wearing any upper body clothing. It’s not like he was ashamed anyway, he was extremely fit. Shinobi almost universally had to be after all. He turned to walk out of his room to see his storage area where he stored all of his equipment for easy access before stopping dead in his tracks.
Sitting there in all its glory sat a wicked looking katana in a black sheathe. He moved to pick up the blade and unsheathed it to see the black was black as pitch with six red rose petals that dotted the blade. He swallowed as a smooth, cool voice spoke inside of his head. “That was not a dream fool, although I’ll admit such actions might be remembered as such the next day.” He gulped as he realized he really had done those things last night and briefly wondered if this was what waking up after getting blackout drunk felt like. He shook his head and quickly sorted through his memories of last night, working to sort what was real and what he really had dreamed.
Checking out of the village..Real
Going to get a powerful sword in an undisclosed location in the middle of the desert at the behest of a painful voice in his head...check
That girl in the priestess robes tha..Dream, we’re going with dream on that one.
He took deep breathes as he fought to keep shaking when the voice spoke again. “Hurry up and get ready fool, you’re weak as you are. I intend to see you fix that or I will cause you immense pain until you become strong.” He would say before cutting off the speech. Valen would shudder uncontrollably. What had he gotten himself into? He shook these thoughts out of his head and took the sword downstairs to eat breakfast before going out to train. There was a training field not far from his home that he rather enjoyed. It was peaceful and generally abandoned and quiet. There was a church nearby it that hated shinobi, but he could deal with that as they generally didn’t bother him, more like just ignored him.
He quickly ate a simple breakfast of a hard boiled egg, some buttered toast, and juice before grabbing his sword and moving out the door. The sun was just cresting over the horizon as he closed his door, the light painting the sky in a portrait of beautiful colours that brought a small smile to his lips. He took in the scene for a moment before turning and heading toward the training ground. He moved quickly, as he himself wanted to get stronger as well, and not at the behest of his sword. Which felt odd to think about actually. He pondered what to learn as he moved and decided that if he was to use a sword in combat he better damn sure know how to draw it without making a complete fool of himself. He arrived at the training ground as he decided on this, it being rather close to his home as explained above. It was a medium sized training ground that had a few trees growing around in it. The stone path he had been on ended and the desert sands began, making any falls fairly laughable in terms of damage. A small oasis sat not too far off, big enough for two or three people to swim in comfortably. The church he had talked about was about a quarter mile down. The back of the building facing him and toward the more central areas of the village. He looked up at the sky and smiled once more at the view before deciding it was time to begin. The desert air was still cool from the night and he knew that wouldn’t last long. It was fortunate he had forgone his upper body clothing after all, lest he cover it all in sweat by the days end. He tied his sword to his waist on his nondominant side. This would make it so that he could draw it with his dominant hand. So far the voice in his mind was quiet, seeming to be content to let his wielder train to his own devices so long as he was doing so. He took a low stance and placed on hand on his sheath, near the neck of the his blade, allowing for quicker draw potential. He placed his hand firmly on the guard and imagined an opponent standing before him. He drew in a deep breath and drew the blade as quickly as possible. The sword came free of the sheath, but not nearly quick enough for his taste. He shook his head, content to try again and sheathed the blade to do so. He took his stance and took in a deep breath once again, allowing the cool breeze to calm him and his mind before he drew the blade out once more, once again aiming for an imaginary opponent. He knew to answer seasoned shinobi he’d be moving at a snail’s pace. He’d need to speed it up if he were to ever be able to match someone else in battle. That would come from practice though. After all he would get far stronger in time with effort.
His draw hadn’t been fast enough for his taste once again however and he shook his head again to confirm that fact to anyone watching. He took his stance again and allowed his mind to clear, he wouldn’t let anything distract him from his goal. He slowed his breathing down and kept himself cool and in control, then finally in a single smooth motion his drew the blade out at a high speed. Once again failing to meet his standards. He sighed, he’d keep practicing though, he’d have to. He’d only been out here for a few minutes after all. He couldn’t expect to manage to learn such a thing as drawing your sword at a high speed so quickly. He took the stance again calmed himself, allowing the air to calm him once down to the point where it would almost seem like he was meditating. His hand was on the hilt as the other held onto the neck of the sheath, ready to strike in a moment notice. He allowed no noise to disturb him as he readied his body for the draw. It would take every movement of it in order to draw the blade fast enough to be useable in combat. It would need to be smooth, and lightning fast, like a cobra, or a viper ready to strike. He must’ve sat there for what seemed like minutes, awaiting the perfect moment to draw his blade toward his imaginary enemy.
WC: 1280
Sitting there in all its glory sat a wicked looking katana in a black sheathe. He moved to pick up the blade and unsheathed it to see the black was black as pitch with six red rose petals that dotted the blade. He swallowed as a smooth, cool voice spoke inside of his head. “That was not a dream fool, although I’ll admit such actions might be remembered as such the next day.” He gulped as he realized he really had done those things last night and briefly wondered if this was what waking up after getting blackout drunk felt like. He shook his head and quickly sorted through his memories of last night, working to sort what was real and what he really had dreamed.
Checking out of the village..Real
Going to get a powerful sword in an undisclosed location in the middle of the desert at the behest of a painful voice in his head...check
That girl in the priestess robes tha..Dream, we’re going with dream on that one.
He took deep breathes as he fought to keep shaking when the voice spoke again. “Hurry up and get ready fool, you’re weak as you are. I intend to see you fix that or I will cause you immense pain until you become strong.” He would say before cutting off the speech. Valen would shudder uncontrollably. What had he gotten himself into? He shook these thoughts out of his head and took the sword downstairs to eat breakfast before going out to train. There was a training field not far from his home that he rather enjoyed. It was peaceful and generally abandoned and quiet. There was a church nearby it that hated shinobi, but he could deal with that as they generally didn’t bother him, more like just ignored him.
He quickly ate a simple breakfast of a hard boiled egg, some buttered toast, and juice before grabbing his sword and moving out the door. The sun was just cresting over the horizon as he closed his door, the light painting the sky in a portrait of beautiful colours that brought a small smile to his lips. He took in the scene for a moment before turning and heading toward the training ground. He moved quickly, as he himself wanted to get stronger as well, and not at the behest of his sword. Which felt odd to think about actually. He pondered what to learn as he moved and decided that if he was to use a sword in combat he better damn sure know how to draw it without making a complete fool of himself. He arrived at the training ground as he decided on this, it being rather close to his home as explained above. It was a medium sized training ground that had a few trees growing around in it. The stone path he had been on ended and the desert sands began, making any falls fairly laughable in terms of damage. A small oasis sat not too far off, big enough for two or three people to swim in comfortably. The church he had talked about was about a quarter mile down. The back of the building facing him and toward the more central areas of the village. He looked up at the sky and smiled once more at the view before deciding it was time to begin. The desert air was still cool from the night and he knew that wouldn’t last long. It was fortunate he had forgone his upper body clothing after all, lest he cover it all in sweat by the days end. He tied his sword to his waist on his nondominant side. This would make it so that he could draw it with his dominant hand. So far the voice in his mind was quiet, seeming to be content to let his wielder train to his own devices so long as he was doing so. He took a low stance and placed on hand on his sheath, near the neck of the his blade, allowing for quicker draw potential. He placed his hand firmly on the guard and imagined an opponent standing before him. He drew in a deep breath and drew the blade as quickly as possible. The sword came free of the sheath, but not nearly quick enough for his taste. He shook his head, content to try again and sheathed the blade to do so. He took his stance and took in a deep breath once again, allowing the cool breeze to calm him and his mind before he drew the blade out once more, once again aiming for an imaginary opponent. He knew to answer seasoned shinobi he’d be moving at a snail’s pace. He’d need to speed it up if he were to ever be able to match someone else in battle. That would come from practice though. After all he would get far stronger in time with effort.
His draw hadn’t been fast enough for his taste once again however and he shook his head again to confirm that fact to anyone watching. He took his stance again and allowed his mind to clear, he wouldn’t let anything distract him from his goal. He slowed his breathing down and kept himself cool and in control, then finally in a single smooth motion his drew the blade out at a high speed. Once again failing to meet his standards. He sighed, he’d keep practicing though, he’d have to. He’d only been out here for a few minutes after all. He couldn’t expect to manage to learn such a thing as drawing your sword at a high speed so quickly. He took the stance again calmed himself, allowing the air to calm him once down to the point where it would almost seem like he was meditating. His hand was on the hilt as the other held onto the neck of the sheath, ready to strike in a moment notice. He allowed no noise to disturb him as he readied his body for the draw. It would take every movement of it in order to draw the blade fast enough to be useable in combat. It would need to be smooth, and lightning fast, like a cobra, or a viper ready to strike. He must’ve sat there for what seemed like minutes, awaiting the perfect moment to draw his blade toward his imaginary enemy.
WC: 1280
- Hikari NamikazeCitizen
- Stat Page : Hikari no Tenshi
Clan Specialty : Ninjutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 276150
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Fri Apr 07, 2017 5:56 pm
Hikari Namikaze was alone in her room, reading up on a new book on fuinjutsu, she had just finished her report the night before and was just waiting for the letter that would tell her wether or not she had done an acceptable job to the point that she would be allowed to rank up and become a chunin. She was still very nervous about this, would she get her rank up? It was a nerve-racking experience to say the least. It was so bad, that the chunin hopeful was unable to get even a wink of sleep the night before. After a couple of hours (About 3 A.M.) The sixteen year old girl gave up trying to sleep and instead decided to pull out a book and start reading. The book she was reading was on a totally new style of using ones chakra, Fuinjutsu. To summarize what it is, it is basically the use of jutsu to make seals, and through that, being able to do various things through them. It uses chakra, just like Ninjutsu does, and as Hikari has a lot of that, this should be easy for her. She had been working for some time, a couple of hours in fact, slowly taking notes, and drawing pictures of the seals in order to memorize them. For most (Sane) people, after taking an extended period of time of writing and making notes on a certain subjet, they wouldn’t want to do more writing, but after everything the young girl had to research on…. She needed something else to read about so that she wouldn’t be mentally scared from reading and writing any more.
Anyways, after a couple of hours, the sun started to come up and light started to fall into the young woman’s room, lighting it up. The young girl would close the book and get ready for the day. She would clean up, put her basic makeup on, go and make her breakfast, and would sit down to eat it. She made her favorate breakfast to try to calm herself down, Bacon (Because Bacon) and Pancakes (Because Pancakes). The young woman would sit down and eat, continuing to read as she did. When she wrapped up her meal, she would start to pack up to head out somewhere. She had been couped up reading all day yesterday, the woman would want to go outside and do some reading, the best place for that would most likely be the traning ground, it was usualy not that populated. The chest nut haired girl would go back to her room and grab her sword, the one winged angel, and put it on her left hip. This way, it would be easy to draw it with her right hand, her nondominant hand, so she could use it to block incoming attacks if needed, leaving her left dominant arm free to have the ability to form hand signs as she is able to do that with a single hand. The would put that on, and procced to head out towards the training field, it was quite and no one would bother her while she was out there. As she went to leave the house, she recalled that she might still not be known as a shinobi, and she shouldn’t go out in her shinobi attire, so she went back to her room and would change out of her attire, dropping her sword, and weapons, and replace her outfit with a simple white sundress and sandels. With that, she would smile, but just to be safe would grab a kunai holder and a kunai, and put it on under her skirt, that way, it would be easy to get to quickly if she needed it.
As Hikari made her way through the village, she would look around at all of the religious people and monks and priest, glad that most of them didn’t know she was a shinobi. She never wore her headband on a place where people could see it, that way, random people wouldn’t come up to her and harass her about being a shinobi. In the village hidden amoung the stars, there was a church that was basicly the center of the government here. In the churches religion, Shinobi are basicly demons that should be crucified and executed. However, due to their lack of a proper army or defensive force, and their location, the village was a prime target for bandits and missing ninja’s to come in and rob the civilains blind. That being said, the village higherups were forced to basicly accept shinobi aid when it came to them, however, that wasn’t a choice that the majority of the population agreed with, and many of them wanted to rebel against this, at the same time though, they knew that if they kicked the shinobi out, that it would mean the death of them. As such, the majority of the civilians were forced to accept shinobi, but that by no means meant that they enjoyed it, or worst, wouldn’t like to make fun of them, give them a hard time, or just generaly harass them when they had the opportunity. However, Hikari had gone out of her way to hide the fact that she was a shinobi from most people…. So only a few people knew that she was one, as such, most people didn’t bother her. Ontop of that, she grew outside of the shinobi system, so she knew how to react and talk to common folk. Just to be safe though, Hikari kept her chakra surpresed pretty much all of the time when she wasn’t using her jutsu.
After some time, the woman would make it to the training ground. When she arrived, she would find young man, about her age, training and practicing with a sword. Coming a bit closer to it, the sword looked more like a Katana, was about 3 feet long, with a long hilt, a dark black blade, and various rose petals etched in the blade, and a hilt that looks more like a star then anything. The man appeared to be practicing drawing his blade in a quick single motion. The young chunin hopeful would take a moment to focus her chakra sensory ability to read the man’s chakra, sure enough, he had more of a developed chakra network then the average person, this man was a shinobi. Judging by his chakra level, it was likely that this man still a genin. She didn’t want to startle the man, as such, she would call out to him, “Hello there!” She would say, a smile on her face, “I see you are practicing here. Would you be annoyed if I sat under that tree over their and read? Sorry, I would like to get some vitamin D while doing research, and the training grounds is the best place to do that! If not, then I can leave and come back another time, I know it can be bothersome to focus while other people are around.”
If the man wished his privacy, she would leave the man alone and continue to somewhere else, most likely the library. However, if he said it was ok, Hikari would go and sit down in front of the tree and continue to read once more.
Word count: 1226
Anyways, after a couple of hours, the sun started to come up and light started to fall into the young woman’s room, lighting it up. The young girl would close the book and get ready for the day. She would clean up, put her basic makeup on, go and make her breakfast, and would sit down to eat it. She made her favorate breakfast to try to calm herself down, Bacon (Because Bacon) and Pancakes (Because Pancakes). The young woman would sit down and eat, continuing to read as she did. When she wrapped up her meal, she would start to pack up to head out somewhere. She had been couped up reading all day yesterday, the woman would want to go outside and do some reading, the best place for that would most likely be the traning ground, it was usualy not that populated. The chest nut haired girl would go back to her room and grab her sword, the one winged angel, and put it on her left hip. This way, it would be easy to draw it with her right hand, her nondominant hand, so she could use it to block incoming attacks if needed, leaving her left dominant arm free to have the ability to form hand signs as she is able to do that with a single hand. The would put that on, and procced to head out towards the training field, it was quite and no one would bother her while she was out there. As she went to leave the house, she recalled that she might still not be known as a shinobi, and she shouldn’t go out in her shinobi attire, so she went back to her room and would change out of her attire, dropping her sword, and weapons, and replace her outfit with a simple white sundress and sandels. With that, she would smile, but just to be safe would grab a kunai holder and a kunai, and put it on under her skirt, that way, it would be easy to get to quickly if she needed it.
As Hikari made her way through the village, she would look around at all of the religious people and monks and priest, glad that most of them didn’t know she was a shinobi. She never wore her headband on a place where people could see it, that way, random people wouldn’t come up to her and harass her about being a shinobi. In the village hidden amoung the stars, there was a church that was basicly the center of the government here. In the churches religion, Shinobi are basicly demons that should be crucified and executed. However, due to their lack of a proper army or defensive force, and their location, the village was a prime target for bandits and missing ninja’s to come in and rob the civilains blind. That being said, the village higherups were forced to basicly accept shinobi aid when it came to them, however, that wasn’t a choice that the majority of the population agreed with, and many of them wanted to rebel against this, at the same time though, they knew that if they kicked the shinobi out, that it would mean the death of them. As such, the majority of the civilians were forced to accept shinobi, but that by no means meant that they enjoyed it, or worst, wouldn’t like to make fun of them, give them a hard time, or just generaly harass them when they had the opportunity. However, Hikari had gone out of her way to hide the fact that she was a shinobi from most people…. So only a few people knew that she was one, as such, most people didn’t bother her. Ontop of that, she grew outside of the shinobi system, so she knew how to react and talk to common folk. Just to be safe though, Hikari kept her chakra surpresed pretty much all of the time when she wasn’t using her jutsu.
After some time, the woman would make it to the training ground. When she arrived, she would find young man, about her age, training and practicing with a sword. Coming a bit closer to it, the sword looked more like a Katana, was about 3 feet long, with a long hilt, a dark black blade, and various rose petals etched in the blade, and a hilt that looks more like a star then anything. The man appeared to be practicing drawing his blade in a quick single motion. The young chunin hopeful would take a moment to focus her chakra sensory ability to read the man’s chakra, sure enough, he had more of a developed chakra network then the average person, this man was a shinobi. Judging by his chakra level, it was likely that this man still a genin. She didn’t want to startle the man, as such, she would call out to him, “Hello there!” She would say, a smile on her face, “I see you are practicing here. Would you be annoyed if I sat under that tree over their and read? Sorry, I would like to get some vitamin D while doing research, and the training grounds is the best place to do that! If not, then I can leave and come back another time, I know it can be bothersome to focus while other people are around.”
If the man wished his privacy, she would leave the man alone and continue to somewhere else, most likely the library. However, if he said it was ok, Hikari would go and sit down in front of the tree and continue to read once more.
Word count: 1226
- Madrigal KaguyaCitizen
Ryo : 0
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Sat Apr 08, 2017 7:40 pm
Valen had let his mind become too peaceful. He had let the quiet become too much of a part of himself and allowed himself to forget the one rule of being a shinobi. The single most important rule that he allowed himself to fail to follow...He had failed to be constantly aware of his surroundings. He had become so engrossed in his meditative stance before he next attempt at quick drawing his sword, become so absolutely absorbed in calming himself. That he had failed to notice when someone else arrived. As such when the voice of a young woman around his age called out to say hello and ask if she could read there, she would scare the shit out of him. Not simply because it wasn’t expected. But because of the very idea that he had allowed his guard down in a village where the civilians hated them. It was also a frightening moment because if he continued to let it happen he would screw up on a mission because of it. This could lead to his or a comrade’s death. As such he was a bit more out of it than normal when she called out. Someone interesting did happen as a result though.
As her voice startled him at the exact moment he was about to draw his sword for his attempt at the technique his body seized up due to the fear reflex. When this occurred however he had already dedicated his body to moving in a the movement to draw. So he drew, and with the added fear enhancing the draw, drew the sword faster than he had done so all day. He blinked stupidly for a moment before schooling his emotions and fighting to return his heart rate down to normal levels before turning to the girl and examining her. She had chestnut brown hair that went midway down her back, fair skin, and stood about a half foot shorter than himself. She had on a simple white sundress and sandals and seemed to simply want to read in the sun. He thought about it for a moment as he examined her and realized she must be a civilian from the church. After all she didn’t have on any shinobi armour, no weapons, and no headband. He shrugged his shoulders and nodded to her request, granting her permission to do so. At least she asked, most civilians wouldn’t. He was also devastatingly lucky that she seemed to be a kind civilian or he might just be dead. After all he was still a fresh genin, it wouldn’t be impossible to say a normal person with no shinobi training could kill him.
After accepting her request he would sheath his sword again and return to the stance. He had performed the technique had wanted to before, but it had been a fluke at best. After all he couldn’t have the girl follow him around and scare the shit out of him every time he needed to use the technique, as amusing as that would be. He brought his hand to the sheath as before, holding onto the neck of the item, allowing himself to hold it steady so he could draw the blade and pull the sheath away from the sword as he drew the sword out of the sheath. He placed his other hand on the hilt of the katana and allowed focused heavily on the task at hand. He wouldn’t be stupid enough to let his guard down again, especially not with her there. So rather than allow himself into a meditative state he allowed himself into a highly focused one instead. He focused on his imaginary target, focused on drawing the sword as fast as he could. He focused on being akin to lightning when he drew and then suddenly tore the blade from its sheath at a disgustingly quick draw that easily had him satisfied at the speed in which he did so. He sheathed his sword once more and nodded his head in satisfaction. He had finally gotten drawing the thing out down now. But he had a much longer way to go if he was to get stronger.
He turned his attention back to the girl with the white sundress. He had a bit apprehensive about approaching as she might have been being kind to try to be inviting. There was also the issue that he didn’t want to disturb her reading. So he settled for sitting where he was for a few minutes to allow himself a small respite before starting the next technique. The sun had risen enough in the sky that the sea of colours that had decorated the sky earlier had since dissipated and now only bright blue remained. There were a few clouds here and there but no fear of rain seeing as they were in a desert. He stood up after a few minutes and began to contemplate his next technique. He could learn how to draw his sword faster, and truly become a master in that aspect before moving on. As a matter of fact he highly considered it. It would make things easier later on if people thought he was a novice with his blade right before he lopped off their head at a much higher speed than they were anticipating. He kept this idea going in the back of mind, slowly turning it over in his head before deciding that it was definitely what he wanted to do.
To that end he dropped back down into his stance and held it for a minutes, allowing a few moments again so his body would memorize the stance in the future. It was part of the reason he waited so long to draw after all. He would then draw the blade at an insanely high speed. A little faster than he was pulling off before granted, but not enough for his liking. He would simply have to keep practicing. After that attempt however he noticed that it was getting extremely hot and he looked up, shielding his eyes in the process to see the sun getting higher in the sky, to the point where only it’s light and heat would bear down on him at this point. He was glad he decided to forgo his upper body clothing today for training, lest he pass out from heat exhaustion. He slowly moved over to the small oasis to get a drink of water. He briefly wondered if the girl was still there reading and after consuming some of the water would briefly look around for her.
WC: 2383
As her voice startled him at the exact moment he was about to draw his sword for his attempt at the technique his body seized up due to the fear reflex. When this occurred however he had already dedicated his body to moving in a the movement to draw. So he drew, and with the added fear enhancing the draw, drew the sword faster than he had done so all day. He blinked stupidly for a moment before schooling his emotions and fighting to return his heart rate down to normal levels before turning to the girl and examining her. She had chestnut brown hair that went midway down her back, fair skin, and stood about a half foot shorter than himself. She had on a simple white sundress and sandals and seemed to simply want to read in the sun. He thought about it for a moment as he examined her and realized she must be a civilian from the church. After all she didn’t have on any shinobi armour, no weapons, and no headband. He shrugged his shoulders and nodded to her request, granting her permission to do so. At least she asked, most civilians wouldn’t. He was also devastatingly lucky that she seemed to be a kind civilian or he might just be dead. After all he was still a fresh genin, it wouldn’t be impossible to say a normal person with no shinobi training could kill him.
After accepting her request he would sheath his sword again and return to the stance. He had performed the technique had wanted to before, but it had been a fluke at best. After all he couldn’t have the girl follow him around and scare the shit out of him every time he needed to use the technique, as amusing as that would be. He brought his hand to the sheath as before, holding onto the neck of the item, allowing himself to hold it steady so he could draw the blade and pull the sheath away from the sword as he drew the sword out of the sheath. He placed his other hand on the hilt of the katana and allowed focused heavily on the task at hand. He wouldn’t be stupid enough to let his guard down again, especially not with her there. So rather than allow himself into a meditative state he allowed himself into a highly focused one instead. He focused on his imaginary target, focused on drawing the sword as fast as he could. He focused on being akin to lightning when he drew and then suddenly tore the blade from its sheath at a disgustingly quick draw that easily had him satisfied at the speed in which he did so. He sheathed his sword once more and nodded his head in satisfaction. He had finally gotten drawing the thing out down now. But he had a much longer way to go if he was to get stronger.
He turned his attention back to the girl with the white sundress. He had a bit apprehensive about approaching as she might have been being kind to try to be inviting. There was also the issue that he didn’t want to disturb her reading. So he settled for sitting where he was for a few minutes to allow himself a small respite before starting the next technique. The sun had risen enough in the sky that the sea of colours that had decorated the sky earlier had since dissipated and now only bright blue remained. There were a few clouds here and there but no fear of rain seeing as they were in a desert. He stood up after a few minutes and began to contemplate his next technique. He could learn how to draw his sword faster, and truly become a master in that aspect before moving on. As a matter of fact he highly considered it. It would make things easier later on if people thought he was a novice with his blade right before he lopped off their head at a much higher speed than they were anticipating. He kept this idea going in the back of mind, slowly turning it over in his head before deciding that it was definitely what he wanted to do.
To that end he dropped back down into his stance and held it for a minutes, allowing a few moments again so his body would memorize the stance in the future. It was part of the reason he waited so long to draw after all. He would then draw the blade at an insanely high speed. A little faster than he was pulling off before granted, but not enough for his liking. He would simply have to keep practicing. After that attempt however he noticed that it was getting extremely hot and he looked up, shielding his eyes in the process to see the sun getting higher in the sky, to the point where only it’s light and heat would bear down on him at this point. He was glad he decided to forgo his upper body clothing today for training, lest he pass out from heat exhaustion. He slowly moved over to the small oasis to get a drink of water. He briefly wondered if the girl was still there reading and after consuming some of the water would briefly look around for her.
WC: 2383
- Hikari NamikazeCitizen
- Stat Page : Hikari no Tenshi
Clan Specialty : Ninjutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 276150
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Sun Apr 09, 2017 3:03 am
Hikari would approach and ask the man if he was ok if she was reading. As she started talking, the man suddenly drew his blade even quicker then before. At first, Hikari had noticed that the first couple of time he had been drawing his blade he had done so at a speed of somewhere between 20-25, but this time, he yanked it out at a speed of about 40. This made Hikari jump back at his sudden increase of speed, it still wasn’t incredibly fast, but when someone suddenly more then double’s there drawing speed, it gave Hikari a reason to jump. He would however nod at the girl and continue to practice his quick drawing technique.
As, he did, Hikari would go and sit down by the tree, reading more about the book on fuinjutsu and trying to understand the new form a ninjutsu more then she already did, however, she would find herself every once and a while looking back up to the man as he trained. This was more due to lack of intrest in reading then in the man, but Hikari did take note that the man was picking up speed with his strikes, slowly but surely. Perhaps he was a little bit newer and was able to pick up on the technique quickly. She continued to read, every once and a while looking up at the man, until eventually the man would sit down, take a drink, and start to look around until he eventualy was looking at her for a little bit of time. As he appeared to be on a break, Hikari figured that she should probably talk to him.
“Well, if you are taking a break.” She would ask. “I’m curious, judging by your head band, you’re probably a shinobi? How long have you been practicing?”
WC: 309
As, he did, Hikari would go and sit down by the tree, reading more about the book on fuinjutsu and trying to understand the new form a ninjutsu more then she already did, however, she would find herself every once and a while looking back up to the man as he trained. This was more due to lack of intrest in reading then in the man, but Hikari did take note that the man was picking up speed with his strikes, slowly but surely. Perhaps he was a little bit newer and was able to pick up on the technique quickly. She continued to read, every once and a while looking up at the man, until eventually the man would sit down, take a drink, and start to look around until he eventualy was looking at her for a little bit of time. As he appeared to be on a break, Hikari figured that she should probably talk to him.
“Well, if you are taking a break.” She would ask. “I’m curious, judging by your head band, you’re probably a shinobi? How long have you been practicing?”
WC: 309
- Madrigal KaguyaCitizen
Ryo : 0
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Sun Apr 09, 2017 8:43 am
Valen would hear her question and immediately start evaluating the situation ‘Is she trying to get information on me? Is she intending to inform on me to the church? Is she going to try to assault me if I get too close?’ These three questions flew through his mind in rapid succession before he shrugged and decided that if he kept his guard up he could defend against a civilian easily enough. He walked over to her slowly, keeping his eye on her the entire way before motioning to the spot of land next to her, asking for her permission to sit next to her. If she gave it he would simply take a seat and answer her question honestly as follows.
“Only a few days actually, I ended up on a single A rank mission and a D rank thus far, but the A rank wasn’t really difficult. I did end up learning my fire element during it though.” He would respond after looking over to her. His eyes would immediately look at the book in her lap before his eyes widened a margin or two as he read the title. “You’re studying Fuinjutsu..A fellow shinobi?” He’d ask as he looked to her eyes “I apologize, the entire time I thought you might a civilian with doubtful intentions. I’m not exactly very powerful yet..” He would say, bowing his head as he apologized to her and hoping she would understand. He kept how he got his sword a secret though, although if she asked about it he would still keep it’s sentience to himself. No one had to know there were actually two minds here, even if one didn’t have any senses to help guide it. He turned to her book and smiled softly, the first one he’d have in her presence before nodding toward it. “I intend to develop my studies into that art as well, but for now I’m working on my weaponry techniques..you wouldn’t happen to know any you could teach me would you?” He’d ask and make eye contact again. He didn’t really fear anything about her now that he knew she was a shinobi. He did keep his senses open toward the church though.
If she acquiesced or even outright decline he’d nod his head and stand instead. Even if she gave permission if it was reluctant he wouldn’t want to make the stranger uncomfortable. He’d continue to answer her question and still get his glance at her book to ask the rest though. His hand would always remain on the hilt of his sword in this case, making sure to always be on guard against someone, regardless of who it was.
WC: 448
TWC: 2831
“Only a few days actually, I ended up on a single A rank mission and a D rank thus far, but the A rank wasn’t really difficult. I did end up learning my fire element during it though.” He would respond after looking over to her. His eyes would immediately look at the book in her lap before his eyes widened a margin or two as he read the title. “You’re studying Fuinjutsu..A fellow shinobi?” He’d ask as he looked to her eyes “I apologize, the entire time I thought you might a civilian with doubtful intentions. I’m not exactly very powerful yet..” He would say, bowing his head as he apologized to her and hoping she would understand. He kept how he got his sword a secret though, although if she asked about it he would still keep it’s sentience to himself. No one had to know there were actually two minds here, even if one didn’t have any senses to help guide it. He turned to her book and smiled softly, the first one he’d have in her presence before nodding toward it. “I intend to develop my studies into that art as well, but for now I’m working on my weaponry techniques..you wouldn’t happen to know any you could teach me would you?” He’d ask and make eye contact again. He didn’t really fear anything about her now that he knew she was a shinobi. He did keep his senses open toward the church though.
If she acquiesced or even outright decline he’d nod his head and stand instead. Even if she gave permission if it was reluctant he wouldn’t want to make the stranger uncomfortable. He’d continue to answer her question and still get his glance at her book to ask the rest though. His hand would always remain on the hilt of his sword in this case, making sure to always be on guard against someone, regardless of who it was.
WC: 448
TWC: 2831
- Hikari NamikazeCitizen
- Stat Page : Hikari no Tenshi
Clan Specialty : Ninjutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 276150
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Mon Apr 10, 2017 11:50 pm
“Only a few days actually, I ended up on a single A rank mission and a D rank thus far, but the A rank wasn’t really difficult” Hikari would sit and listen to the boy as he spoke, An A rank mission? Besides her writing assignment she did, she hasn’t had an actual A rank mission yet. He would then take a second to look over to Hikari’s lap, where there was a book, seeing that she was working on her fuinjutsu. The man would then respond with, “you’re studying Fuinjutsu, A fellow shinobi? I apologize, the entire time I thought you might a civilian with doubtful intentions. I’m not exactly very powerful yet.”
Hikari would wonder why he thought she was a Civilain, especially at their location… however, she would then look down and realize she was currently wearing civilian clothing, didn’t have her headband on, and was surprising her chakra. As such, she could see why, but at the same time, Hikari still wondered why a civilian would be at the training ground?
“Oh,” the young girl would say, “I’m sorry, yes, I’m a shinobi, A …. Well… I’m at a weird point between genin and Chunin right now, I have done everything, I just need to get conformation that I have ranked up at this point.”
After a bit of time, the man would ask Hikari if she knew of any weapon techniques and Hikari would sigh and just say, “No, I’m sorry, but I Don’t, the only thing I really know is that I can use the shadow clone jutsu on a thrown weapon, to make 100’s of clones of that weapon. Bu that is kind of hard to learn, so maybe not….. However… you said you learned firestyle on one of those missions, I know a few firestyle jutu’s that might be of use to you, if you want?
WC: 314
Hikari would wonder why he thought she was a Civilain, especially at their location… however, she would then look down and realize she was currently wearing civilian clothing, didn’t have her headband on, and was surprising her chakra. As such, she could see why, but at the same time, Hikari still wondered why a civilian would be at the training ground?
“Oh,” the young girl would say, “I’m sorry, yes, I’m a shinobi, A …. Well… I’m at a weird point between genin and Chunin right now, I have done everything, I just need to get conformation that I have ranked up at this point.”
After a bit of time, the man would ask Hikari if she knew of any weapon techniques and Hikari would sigh and just say, “No, I’m sorry, but I Don’t, the only thing I really know is that I can use the shadow clone jutsu on a thrown weapon, to make 100’s of clones of that weapon. Bu that is kind of hard to learn, so maybe not….. However… you said you learned firestyle on one of those missions, I know a few firestyle jutu’s that might be of use to you, if you want?
WC: 314
- Madrigal KaguyaCitizen
Ryo : 0
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Tue Apr 11, 2017 2:21 pm
“I’m sorry, yes, I’m a shinobi, A …. Well… I’m at a weird point between genin and Chunin right now, I have done everything, I just need to get conformation that I have ranked up at this point.” This would cause Valen to widen in eyes in response before nodding his head, a chunin level shinobi huh? He wouldn’t have thought so by looking at her but he wasn’t exactly experienced in pointing it out yet. After all he was still fairly new to this whole thing. He began trying to really try and look for the clues and he began to see the experience in her eyes, the look of well defined muscles that any shinobi required to perform even the basic duties of their job. He slowly began mentally pointing out these things and more to view her as an experienced assassin and not just a random girl in the training ground. “I do apologize again..” He would begin as he glanced over at the church that wasn’t too far off. He knew she’d see the look, what shinobi wouldn’t. He’d look back to her, making eye contact instantly before saying “Shinobi haters..I don’t know if they’re the type to leave us alone if they’d try something quite yet..” He would explain, hoping she would understand why he had gotten paranoid over her being there. He’d lean back on the sand at this point, feeling the course, rough substance fall around his fingers as he thought about her offer.
“You’d be willing to help train me?..” He’d ask with a mildly incredulous look on his face. No one had ever really offered to train him before, in anything. On the last mission Nano had just silently given him a small tip and that was it. But here was an experienced kunoichi who was willing to help teach him more of the shinobi arts. Hell to his memory no one had ever offered him help before either. At least not vocally. He’d halfway assumed Nano had done it merely to show off that he could do something Valen couldn’t. Of course he’d never say that out loud, he was far too quiet for the kind of confrontation that might invoke. He’d think about it for a few minutes, he could only really devote his time to a certain number of techniques before he’d need to start focusing on ranking up, lest he stunt his career. He supposed one fire style technique couldn’t hurt as he needed a solid ranged technique but he didn’t think he’d be able to learn any technique she might be able to teach. His chakra levels weren’t exactly up to par after all. He began to consider if he could really learn it before deciding that if she taught him how he might be able to strengthen his chakras power to the point where he could use the technique.
Having made up his mind he turned back to his chestnut haired companion and nodded. “If it isn’t too much trouble, or getting in the way of your studies. I would very much like to learn a fire technique from you Miss?..” He would leave the end of the sentence hanging in question, hoping to convince her to introduce herself. It’s not like he’d be able to tell if she lied yet. He wasn’t anywhere near experienced enough for such a thing but it would certainly be pointless for her to lie to him about her name. They were comrades after all. He pushed such thoughts out of his head and decided to trust the woman either way. She did after all , ask permission to read here earlier when she could have easily MADE him accept. It isn’t like he could stop her if he wanted to. She had also been forthcoming about her status as a shinobi and even disclosed her rank. If that didn’t tell him that he could trust her then he didn’t know what did.
At this point he would stand up, dusting his hands and clothes off to rid them of the excess sand that loved to hold onto smaller crevices in skin and clothing. He then turn and offer his hand to help her up. It was polite after all, and Valen had always stressed being quiet and polite. If she accepted his hand he would help her up and perform the usual ‘After you milady’ motion for her to begin. If not he would either listen to her words or await for her to stand up on her own and doing as she wished. Who knows maybe she’d rather change her mind and go home. It certainly wouldn’t be an impossible scenario. In which he would simply shrug and go back to practicing his sword drawing techniques. He knew one thing however, he certainly hoped she showed him a technique. He’d never really learned from someone else like this before, and he was actually excited. As if anyone could tell by his outward expression. He tended to have an absurdly good poker face.
WC: 845
TWC: 3676
2000 words so far for Quickdraw
1676 words as of now not allocated
“You’d be willing to help train me?..” He’d ask with a mildly incredulous look on his face. No one had ever really offered to train him before, in anything. On the last mission Nano had just silently given him a small tip and that was it. But here was an experienced kunoichi who was willing to help teach him more of the shinobi arts. Hell to his memory no one had ever offered him help before either. At least not vocally. He’d halfway assumed Nano had done it merely to show off that he could do something Valen couldn’t. Of course he’d never say that out loud, he was far too quiet for the kind of confrontation that might invoke. He’d think about it for a few minutes, he could only really devote his time to a certain number of techniques before he’d need to start focusing on ranking up, lest he stunt his career. He supposed one fire style technique couldn’t hurt as he needed a solid ranged technique but he didn’t think he’d be able to learn any technique she might be able to teach. His chakra levels weren’t exactly up to par after all. He began to consider if he could really learn it before deciding that if she taught him how he might be able to strengthen his chakras power to the point where he could use the technique.
Having made up his mind he turned back to his chestnut haired companion and nodded. “If it isn’t too much trouble, or getting in the way of your studies. I would very much like to learn a fire technique from you Miss?..” He would leave the end of the sentence hanging in question, hoping to convince her to introduce herself. It’s not like he’d be able to tell if she lied yet. He wasn’t anywhere near experienced enough for such a thing but it would certainly be pointless for her to lie to him about her name. They were comrades after all. He pushed such thoughts out of his head and decided to trust the woman either way. She did after all , ask permission to read here earlier when she could have easily MADE him accept. It isn’t like he could stop her if he wanted to. She had also been forthcoming about her status as a shinobi and even disclosed her rank. If that didn’t tell him that he could trust her then he didn’t know what did.
At this point he would stand up, dusting his hands and clothes off to rid them of the excess sand that loved to hold onto smaller crevices in skin and clothing. He then turn and offer his hand to help her up. It was polite after all, and Valen had always stressed being quiet and polite. If she accepted his hand he would help her up and perform the usual ‘After you milady’ motion for her to begin. If not he would either listen to her words or await for her to stand up on her own and doing as she wished. Who knows maybe she’d rather change her mind and go home. It certainly wouldn’t be an impossible scenario. In which he would simply shrug and go back to practicing his sword drawing techniques. He knew one thing however, he certainly hoped she showed him a technique. He’d never really learned from someone else like this before, and he was actually excited. As if anyone could tell by his outward expression. He tended to have an absurdly good poker face.
WC: 845
TWC: 3676
2000 words so far for Quickdraw
1676 words as of now not allocated
- Hikari NamikazeCitizen
- Stat Page : Hikari no Tenshi
Clan Specialty : Ninjutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 276150
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Wed Apr 12, 2017 8:23 pm
The dark-haired man would look at Hikari, and in a little bit of shock would ask “You would be willing to help train me?” And Hikari would know what this was like.
The man was a shinobi who didn’t have anyone to teach him how to use basic techniques, he was basicly learning from what little bits he could watch what other people did. She had been in a similar situation, where she hadn’t been able to be given proper training or guidance from a higher-ranking shinobi. Namikaze learned techniques remarkably quick for any shinobi, and if she had a teacher…. Who knows what she could of accomplished in such a short time span.
As such, the chestnut haired girl would jump on the oppritunity to teach the boy how to use fire style jutsu. He would request it of her and she would respond with “Yes, I would love to, and I have been doing to much reading anyways, so it isn’t much of a problem, And I’m Miss Namikaze, but please don’t call me that. Call me by my first name, Hikari, we are about the same age, and even though I am about to rank up, I am still a genin, so you don’t have to call me Miss” She would close her eyes and smile as she said this last part. Even if she was teaching him, she still considered this person to be her friend and comrade, not a student beneath her.
Hikari would reach into her memory banks, trying to think of a good technique that she could teach him. The basic fireball technique, would probably be a good one.
The teenage girl would look at the boy and would start explaining “Well, the first thing I am going to teach you is the basic fireball technique. To do such, all one must do is form the proper hand signs, in this case, it is just the horse” [/color] Hikari would form said handsign. “Followed by the Tiger handsign.” With that, HIkari would take a deep breath, condensing air into her lungs, and transforming it into the fire element, before facing away from the boy and shooting a fireball that was about two meters into the air. The fireball would come out at speed of 65 and a power of 50, going about 20 meters into the air before giving a slight explosion.
The Chesnut haired girl would look back at the boy and try to explain. As she did, her dress and hair would sway slightly, moving in response to the explosion that happened a few meters away from the two, “So the thought behind this fireball is to take a deep breath and to transform the air your lungs into fire, Once it comes out of your mouth, transform it into a ball by controlling your chakra and shoot it out at top speeds.”
WC: 485
The man was a shinobi who didn’t have anyone to teach him how to use basic techniques, he was basicly learning from what little bits he could watch what other people did. She had been in a similar situation, where she hadn’t been able to be given proper training or guidance from a higher-ranking shinobi. Namikaze learned techniques remarkably quick for any shinobi, and if she had a teacher…. Who knows what she could of accomplished in such a short time span.
As such, the chestnut haired girl would jump on the oppritunity to teach the boy how to use fire style jutsu. He would request it of her and she would respond with “Yes, I would love to, and I have been doing to much reading anyways, so it isn’t much of a problem, And I’m Miss Namikaze, but please don’t call me that. Call me by my first name, Hikari, we are about the same age, and even though I am about to rank up, I am still a genin, so you don’t have to call me Miss” She would close her eyes and smile as she said this last part. Even if she was teaching him, she still considered this person to be her friend and comrade, not a student beneath her.
Hikari would reach into her memory banks, trying to think of a good technique that she could teach him. The basic fireball technique, would probably be a good one.
The teenage girl would look at the boy and would start explaining “Well, the first thing I am going to teach you is the basic fireball technique. To do such, all one must do is form the proper hand signs, in this case, it is just the horse” [/color] Hikari would form said handsign. “Followed by the Tiger handsign.” With that, HIkari would take a deep breath, condensing air into her lungs, and transforming it into the fire element, before facing away from the boy and shooting a fireball that was about two meters into the air. The fireball would come out at speed of 65 and a power of 50, going about 20 meters into the air before giving a slight explosion.
The Chesnut haired girl would look back at the boy and try to explain. As she did, her dress and hair would sway slightly, moving in response to the explosion that happened a few meters away from the two, “So the thought behind this fireball is to take a deep breath and to transform the air your lungs into fire, Once it comes out of your mouth, transform it into a ball by controlling your chakra and shoot it out at top speeds.”
WC: 485
- Madrigal KaguyaCitizen
Ryo : 0
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Wed Apr 12, 2017 10:44 pm
Valen’s piercing red eyes widened in disbelief as she replied with “Yes, I would love to.” in regards to actually teaching him. He had to blink back a tear or two at first, trying to play it off as being confused by her answer for a moment. But even he knew that he wasn’t very convincing. He listened intently to her name and bowed his head in sheer gratitude and once she had finished he brought his head up and gave her a smile. It was a small one, but he didn’t do it often, so it was quite rare for him to be seen doing it. “I’m Valen, Valen Akari, and it is an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance Hikari.” He would say with full eye contact before she began to teach him how to perform the technique. He watched her carefully as she performed the jutsu at what he was sure was a much slower speed than normal and executed a two meter wide fireball that proceeded to fly up a bit before exploding. His own cloak fluttered a bit in the air as it blew in the wind from the explosion and he turned to look at her as she looked at him. Her own dress and hair fluttered in the wind and he fought to keep a small blush off of his face. He personally thought she looked really cute. He wasn’t stupid enough to say or do anything, but he did find her attractive. Or could it be the fact that she was one of the first people to really be nice to him and go out of her way to teach him something. It could be a case of ‘hero worship’ if you will. Or it could legitimately be a real crush. He didn’t know yet, and it’s probably be some time before he could answer that question for sure.
He’d listen to her explanation of what to do greedily, taking in the experience of being taught as much as possible before nodding his head and turning away from her. He’d then proceed to perform the Horse and Tiger hand seals in rapid succession (Or about as fast as he can manage the seals) right before filling his lungs with a load of air and mixing it with his fire chakra. He’d then proceed to breathe out his own two meter ball of fire. The fireball would fire from his mouth and travel away from them away before exploding into the air a bit away. Once again the explosion fluttered his own hair and cloak before looking at her with a raised eyebrow in curiosity, “So how was that, Hikari-Sensei?” He’d ask, saying the last part with a cheeky little grin on his face to see her reaction.
WC: 465
TWC: 4141
1141 unused
He’d listen to her explanation of what to do greedily, taking in the experience of being taught as much as possible before nodding his head and turning away from her. He’d then proceed to perform the Horse and Tiger hand seals in rapid succession (Or about as fast as he can manage the seals) right before filling his lungs with a load of air and mixing it with his fire chakra. He’d then proceed to breathe out his own two meter ball of fire. The fireball would fire from his mouth and travel away from them away before exploding into the air a bit away. Once again the explosion fluttered his own hair and cloak before looking at her with a raised eyebrow in curiosity, “So how was that, Hikari-Sensei?” He’d ask, saying the last part with a cheeky little grin on his face to see her reaction.
WC: 465
TWC: 4141
1141 unused
- Hikari NamikazeCitizen
- Stat Page : Hikari no Tenshi
Clan Specialty : Ninjutsu
Village : Hoshigakure
Ryo : 276150
Re: The Flash of a Blade, and The Meeting of a Friend
Thu Apr 13, 2017 12:44 pm
Hikari would watch as the boy used a perfectly mastered fire ball in the first attempt. While It might of not been as fast and powerful as hers, it was still quite a site for someone who was doing it for the first time. She would clap until she heard, “So, how was that, Hikari-sensei?”
….
“Well, Hikari Sensei….” She would say, thinking back to her genin exams with Kyousuke Snow. “Thinks that you should probably run 3 laps around the village in order to build your stamina. Good thing that she isn’t hear.” Hikari would say, with a smile on her face.
“So, I don’t know if there is anything else I can really teach you…. After all, that is the basic fire technique…. I don’t know if there is something else I can really teach you...." Hikari would think for a second and then realize something, "So... you said that you completeded an A rank mission, correct? Wow! That is phenominal! How did you do it? What was it? You said it wasn't difficult, but any A rank mission could be dangeous! What happend?
….
“Well, Hikari Sensei….” She would say, thinking back to her genin exams with Kyousuke Snow. “Thinks that you should probably run 3 laps around the village in order to build your stamina. Good thing that she isn’t hear.” Hikari would say, with a smile on her face.
“So, I don’t know if there is anything else I can really teach you…. After all, that is the basic fire technique…. I don’t know if there is something else I can really teach you...." Hikari would think for a second and then realize something, "So... you said that you completeded an A rank mission, correct? Wow! That is phenominal! How did you do it? What was it? You said it wasn't difficult, but any A rank mission could be dangeous! What happend?
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