Borne of Blooded boundary

Sun Jan 30, 2022 8:57 pm

Arantima was looking around the Training facility, having left a note to Mizu when she had broken off from him to go find the Kage of the village he had decided to look around for the Facilities. He was a Truly stealthy individual, capable of keeping himself stock still for hours if he needed but also knowing how to triple back upon himself to lose a tail. But for now he was not evading pursuit, But he was wearing Armor in a.. Relatively conspicuous manner in a rather peaceful looking village.

He Was not going to take it off.. not yet. He felt safer while wearing it, and to be completely honest and fair he was. Inside that armor, he was nearly invulnerable to any random slash or stab or thrown dagger from the shadows. He was likewise a beacon of danger to anyone who might think to try and start anything with him were he not wearing it. He was looking around the training grounds and assessing a good spot for Himself and Mizu to practice.. He Found a Nice open spot with good solid ground and he ensured that there was ample open ground, as He was not sure if cover aided or hindered Mizu's Style.

He decided on an open area because That should even the playing field either way, no obstructions and no cover other than what they could do with their own jutsus and skills. He looked around and made sure there was no one else training in immediate area, not so much for secrecy but for their own safety, as there was going to be a rather energetic and Possibly brutal brawl going on in the next little while and he did not want to endanger any passers-by or others seeking to hone themselves..

Arantima Double checked his equipment and nodded once he had made certain he was wearing all of his equipment and knew that he had the rest tucked away in either a pocket or one of his storage options. He Stood in the center of the Arena he had chosen and waited for Mizuki to arrive. He Took his Twin demon lances out of the sheathes on his thighs and secured the wire so it wouldn't spool out any further and sat upon the wire and balanced there.. no contact with the floor, his legs crossed as he sat balanced atop the wire to meditate while he waited.

Tue Feb 01, 2022 2:37 am

She had read the note left by Arantima, feeling a twinge of excitement from the Kyuketsuki blood that coursed through her blood - she had been itching for a brawl of any type and why not be it some form of instruction. Setting down the note on the counter she immediately melted into the ground using Mayfly to find her brother in blood - waiting for her in an open arena devoid of hindrance and cover. Since her entrance to the village though she had kept her chakra signature suppressed to keep her location hidden - she had a superior jutsu but until she got a go ahead she was reluctant to use it.

Sliding from the ground she was already mid step, walking in a semi circle around his position, center to the arena so she would pop up 15 meters from his position moving in a clockwise motion to him- knowing that a heartbeat would be null in this instance. Her eyes would survey him as she stalked him at her leisure pace of 78 speed - he was ready for battle - demon lances out at the ready enough though he sat cross legged atop his wire. “Don’t seem so tranquil my dear.” He was the very few she was able to be herself around, her true self… the estranged and unhinged Mizuki Kyuketsuki. As she spoke she moved through 2 sets of seals on each hand - one for Blood Clones and another for Rain Tiger at Will with the twist of the Nature Corruption linked to it. The clones of herself would form and circle in opposing directions as she spoke, the storm cloud building above their position with the ominous red color tinted in its form.

She continued her circling as the storm clouds began to form, keeping a minimum of 15 meters between the original and him, before choosing to hold fast and await her brothers' approach - through mist and gathering rain she assumed he would strike first. She wasn’t one for words as Ohta but as Kyuketsuki she was unable to hinder her comments, “Come now lieutenant, you parade a mighty force but I want to see what you can do. Challenge me.” The two clones would continue their opposing movement - keeping the distance of 15 meters from Arantima - but keeping an equilibrium of distance between them so a two pronged attack could be launched when needed. While the original held fast in her position she would watch him for any slight motion gearing herself to action at a moment's notice.

Jutsu and Skills Active:
AP at start: 2000

Skills-
Chakra Suppression V7 [No cost]
[V7] One-Handed Seals [Added AP below]
Nature Corruption [No Cost]

Jutsu-
Rain Tiger At Will V7 60 AP to activate [35 to upkeep]
Blood Clone Jutsu [V7] 35 AP to activate no upkeep

[Dividing 1905 AP between 3]
Original Mizu AP - 635
Clone 1 AP - 635
Clone 2 AP - 635

Wed Feb 02, 2022 9:32 pm

Arantima looked up at Mizuki as she spoke to him He continued to sit cross legged and watched her hands form the seals, he didnt recognize them but once the rain began he nodded softly. In his lap he touched two fingers to the palm of his right hand and A Small sigil flared to life on that palm. He Smirked under his mask as he watched the two clones form and start to circle around him but he gauged the distance and his smirk crept up from his lips to infect his eyes and he swiftly uncrossed his legs.

"Only on the outside.. Afterall, one does not attract a predator with skittish prey.. One sets a trap and leaves it sitting as still as an unaware rabbit." As he uncrossed his legs he fell into a horse stance hooking his knees under the wire so when his stance completed it shoved the Sword blades up and out of the ground in a single motion, He then took the Left half of the Twin demon lance and unsecured the wire in a single motion letting it flow outward to it full length of fifteen meters with the Meter long blade on the end of that meant that his range with this weapon was 16 meters.. plenty to threaten The clones and Mizuki herself.

"The Eye of the Desert storm is always tranquil.. Until you see the oncoming Wall of Ripping, tearing sand!"The Right blade of the Twin demon lance shot outward towards the Clone most closely on that side of himself rocketing towards her at 115 Speed, however his Left hand was still free.. He had sent out the Blade streaking for the clone with a swift kick and in the same motion he had drawn out Two Kunai, In the motion to throw a kunai at the Clone on his left he released a kunai to streak towards Mizuki herself. All three Mizu's Each had a blade streaking for their hearts at 115 speed.

As his Clawed hand passes through the air A Shimmer of wind starts to spread out from Arantima's position at 100 speed and covers a 25 meter cube centered on himself, the wind itself is strange tinged with a strange kind of dust that is unique to Arantima's signiture, yet there is little actual chakra in the breeze save for those bits of Dust that float around the breeze. At the end of his motion Arantim's hand explodes into a small dust devil and Two 3 meter Tall shuriken pop into existence behind him, falling into place and sinking into the ground to stay behind him ready to be used for whatever is about to come next.

Arantima was keepign his senses sharp and ready for Mizu's responces to this, She was fast and smart enough to not stand still and let those attacks hit her, but he had prepared for that. The two Kunai he had thrown were filled with chakra and she would probably be able to feel that but hopefully she wouldnt know exactly what that would entail.. Likewise He had prepared himself to follow up to anything that was suddenly sensed by his own chakra sensory within his 5 meter bubble.

Tue Feb 08, 2022 2:30 am

As he spoke, her and the clones would gear themselves for motion - watching with intensity as he uncrossed his legs and fell into a horse stance - the moment his feet hit the ground the one on his right would begin two sets of seals - and the sword’s blades extricate themselves from the ground. While the one weaving seals stood their ground, the other two were on the move from their original position - backing up 10 meters and 5 meters to the left at the same moment, keeping their equal distance from each other with swift movement; in time too of course to watch the kunai slice through their original spaces.

The one to the right, at the closest point of the launched blade had finished the two set of seals: 8 seals for Rain Shark [100 power 60 speed] and the 4 seals for Earth Turning Palm [85 power 30 speed], both of which was landed and launched as she dodge rolled 4 meters to the left out of the way - planting both hands on the ground to complete the jutsu and to stop her motion. The earthquake would surge out one meter ahead of her before spreading at jutsu speed and violently break up the ground aiming to sink any standing on it’s path - the ground would crumble and distort into a combination of rubble and sink hole as it grew in size. As the ground below would distort so would a wave of water splash 20 meters into the air creating a red sheet between the clone and Arantima - the rain that had begun to fall from the sky imbued red from the nature corruption would separate in the downpour. From the rain 5 sharks, 4 meters long and 2 meters wide, would form, tracking Arantima and moving into a spherical attack pattern; 2 coming from below and up, 1 on either side and 1 from the top - leaving only a backward escape or a direct confrontation.

The chakra coming from Arantima was strange in the way it was used, but not in its nature - through the moments she would keep an eye on how it shifted and molded itself - which is how she was able to gauge some of his jutsu thus far. The quick motion of his hand had summoned two 3 meter tall shuriken behind him, that quickly sunk into the ground that was quickly being upturned in the jutsu that she had sent out. The original Mizuki simply stared back at her brother, the rain coming down in earnest now at her behest - she was far enough from him now that she was in no serious danger - but the smirk of pride was easy enough to see on her face given he was able to pay her enough attention to notice it.

The clone that had moved along with her had begun forming its own double of seals during the commotion though it was in preparation for a closer encounter - 4 seals were done in an instant for Minus Field [95 power 50 speed formed on user] - and the clap of the clones hands might have been enough to attract his attention; a 15 meter bubble would form around the clone debuffing oncoming clashes and a second less obvious set of 5 seals and a pierced hand would activate Chiwonagasu [95 power and 65 speed formed on user], a jutsu that came clear was active as the shell of blood encompassed her, leaving only the wild expressive face to show.

With the chaos of the battleground in front of her the original Mizuki would stare in interest at his moves, ready to sink into the ground to save herself from any discourse as the red rain poured down around them in full force - the smell of blood a fitting setting for the two Kyuketsuki who could not hear each other as they could everyone else. So she spoke, softly but enough to know he would hear, "Impressive Arantima... keep it coming."

WC 660

Jutsu Used:
Clone 1 - starting AP 635
Tearing Earth Turning Palm [85 power 30 speed] AP 30
Water Release - Rain Shark [100 power 60 speed] AP 45
End AP - 560

Clone 2 - starting AP 635
Minus Field [95 power 50 speed formed on user] AP 40
Chiwonagasu [95 power and 65 speed formed on user] AP 50
End AP - 545

Original - starting AP 635
Rain Tiger At Will AP 35 upkeep
End AP - 600

Fri Feb 11, 2022 11:44 pm

Arantima Smirks as he Watches the Two move from his peripheral vision, focusing for the moment on the one who wasn't moving just yet. The Moment that the Clones hand contacted the ground Arantima was moving Towards that Clone, His free hand forming Seals as a speed that made them hard to identify but The first seals to pass his hand were Bird > Ram> Dragon and he hopped up shortly as if one were bounding up three steps at once, He was now a meter off the ground and Moving at a Nasty Clip.

He was stepping on the air as his legs were wreathed in whirling dust devils as his eyes landed on the clone of Mizu his eyes suddenly Changed.. The serial killer gaze, no longer filled with Whimsy and a stark contrast of how they looked.. but instead there was a Burst of Chakra throughout his person as he started to laugh.. Tha t laugh rippled the Very Air as His Nasty clip was suddenly Even FASTER. Every Step after he was in the air he was now Speeding towards the Mizu who used Turning earth palm at 170 Speed.

His free hand As soon as he took the first step into the air however was already forming Dragon > Serpent > Tiger > Serpent > Dragon. Once the final Seal was released Blood started to flow from the Tear ducts of his eyes and from the corners of his mouth at 125 Speed And covered his Armor in almost an instant as well as his own hair and skin only his eyes were left uncovered by the Bloody sheen. He now truly looked like a Blood soaked Devil Stepping on the literal wind as he rushed Toward Mizuki's Clone.

He was not however going to Wait for his body to get into range. The Tip of his Demon Lance was still Rushing towards Mizuki's clones previous position and When it was 5 meters away from that spot, placing it around 7 Meters away from Mizuki's clone that had dodged It suddenly increased in speed as he twisted the handle he was holding. Not only did it Increase in speed up to 200, But it snaked and changed its course towards Mizuki's clones Waist. The Wire of the Lance Also starting to shine un-naturally as the entire blade becomes filled with chakra.

Arantima's Hands were not stopping however after he was Within 10 meters of the clone he was targeting and that placed him 20 meters away from both Mizu and her other clone. He formed Dog > Monkey and the Kunai he had thrown which were just now passing through the space which Mizu and her clone had been when he threw them.. Dissapeared and Were now in his hand once again. He Threw Both Kunai Towards the Clone who Had Re positioned and Cast Chiwongasu on herself.

These Kunai were aimed to avoid any of the Blood sharks and.. were not Aimed Directly At The clone either. They were aimed to pass Within 2 Meters of each other with The clone in between two Two kunai at Center mass traveling at 140 speed. He Felt the Sharks enter his Chakra sensory bubble and just started at Mizu as the Sharks All Engulfed him, But as they Contacted the blood coating his body The blood on his body Tendriled out and ATE The Sharks in an ooze-like fashion of just absorbing them. "Tasty.. I bet you are wondering where they went?" He Smirked back at her as he kept hopping gently in place on the wind stepping with alternating feet, seemingly in an effort to keep himself airborne.

He Was ready to Keep the Lance chasing the clone down if it didnt wrap his target and if it did wrap his target he would pull it taught immediately at 200 speed and cut the clones body clean in half with a cutting power of 100. He was wary of any counter attacks however and was ready to respond at a moments notice.

671/1619

Soft wind blowing B rank - 15 Upkeep

Armory Seal Summoning 2 Objects at 70 speed - 20

Step on high ladder C rank - 30

I am the bone of my Sword - 40

Ravenous Blood Coating 125 Power / Armor health 150 - 40

Binding Meteor - 35

Sakura First Step - 20

Current Health Bar: 300/300 | AP: 1111/1446

Vigor: 90 | Chakra: 30 | Speed: 200 | Strength: 80 | Throwing Speed: 140 | Throwing Distance: 70 Meters

Tue Jun 07, 2022 8:34 pm

The blood in the air and surrounding the kin was like something from a tapestry depicting war, the only thing missing was the bodies that didn’t exist between the two. This was what a spar of blood users looked like - red like hell with the strong scent of iron. As the sharks tinted red engulfed her brother they seemed to absorb into him making her tilt her head to the left in mild interest, she had yet to see what she could do and had even less experience seeing what he could do. The blood rain continued to pour and give her accurate and detailed positioning of everyone and everything on the playing field but it was at that moment that an episode would begin to erupt in her.

Not now… not now, not NOW.

As if consumed in thought her eyes would glaze over from their interest as the new battle began in her head - it would all pass in seconds but it would be noticed by Arantima none the less. The following conversation would take place in her mind, as it always did;
‘You disgust me… You’re insane you know.’, the disdain in the words was obvious, she knew what it sounded like coming from her own voice, as Ohta spoke to her. ‘I’m not the problem.’, the retort was short and solid, as if there could be no other fact. ‘You are, I made you, and look what you’ve done.’, the disdain morphed into open disgust. ‘I’m not the product here.’, the response came coolly and without emotion as she tried to wrangle back control from this pointless lapse. ‘Look at us!’, the scream of anger in her mind rang out as Ohta tried to exclaim over the fight she was privy to watching. ‘I don’t know what you mean, I only see me.’, the words were spoken with finality and with them the control was wrenched back to Kyuketsuki.

In those few seconds the battle had moved forward a few feet but the nagging feeling that Ohta had instilled in her was settled in a part of her that she had yet regained control over. From his perspective the expression on her features shifted from interest, to blank to disgust. The disgust was in herself however as she had yet to regain control over her own mind and emotions to a point that was acceptable - that being complete control. For, in that moment, she felt an underlying guilt and anger building in her gut over the blood soaked earth and the assault on her one and only kin. Was she being reckless with him? What happened if she lost her head and went to far, should she not be trying to protect him to expand the bloodline her father so foolishly decimated by his actions? Or was she simply following in his footsteps…

With a close of her two toned eyes she shut her chakra down, breaking every jutsu she had currently active in an instant. The clones would fall to the ground in a pool of blood, the rain would come to a stop and she would stand there unnaturally motionless and covered in a thin sheet of blood. ‘This one, you win this one.’, the thought would ring out in what felt like an empty mind, but the content feeling she felt wasn’t her own. Bringing her hands up and over her face to shove the dripping blood up her face and back into her drenched hair would bring about the opening of her eyes as she stared at her only known living relative. “That’s enough for today Arantima, sorry to cut the training short but… some things shouldn’t be pushed.”, her voice was as gentle as she could make it but there was a hint of anger living in the words that she hoped he would understand wasn’t directed at him. “You are an impressive Kyuketsuki, our clan would be proud to call you their own.”

WC 663

Tue Jun 07, 2022 9:25 pm

Arantima's eyes Zero in on mizu herself as he sees the clones hesitate, he hears more than sees the splash of blood as the nearest clone dissipates into naught but a puddle of blood. Arantima's feet dont stop moving however as he steps silently along the air as mizu's eyes are wrenched tightly shut. The blood armor he had summoned sloughs off of him as he moves through the air at a ridiculous speed of 170 towards his sister. Something was obviously wrong and he didnt want to be too far from her when those eyes opened if something was wrong.

He moved as fast as his body could push itself, stepping in staggered taps on the wind so that the sounds of sloshing blood didnt disturb her as he moved as fast as many people could body flicker. He didnt care about being impressive, what he cared about in this moment was making sure that when her eyes opened she had something to lock on to that was familiar and safe. Even if she opened her eyes and attacked him, he didnt care. He would be there for his sister when her eyes opened even if it meant he would risk death to do so!

He lands with one soft splash of blood as all of his weapons fall uselessly to the ground where he had thrown them or left them, clattering to the hard ground as he lands, a hand extended out towards Mizu as her eyes open. "Mizu-ane.. Are you alright? I didn't do anything wrong did I?" It would be just like him to assume the responsibility for whatever went wrong with her in that moment. He knew there was something in Mizu's head that was warring.. He felt it, he saw it and he understood parts of it.. Only the war inside him had a clear victor whenever it happened, that didnt seem to be the case with Mizu.

There was not a hint of anything in Tima's face other than concern and care and love for his sister, even the hand that reached out for her never dared get so close as to be intruding on her space but extending an invitation to touch him if she wished to. The desire to rush forward those last few feet and hug her tightly was intense and Mizu would be able to read that just from the way his breathing was shifted.. He kept himself as composed as possible so that an on looker would only be able to see that he was keeping a respectful distance and showed some concern.. but he knew Mizu's ability to read people was paramount and that even subdued she would read it all like an open book, he wanted to comfort his sister no matter how she needed it.

Thu Jun 16, 2022 6:27 pm

Staring at her bother she was shot through by a fresh wave of guilt - brought on by her alternative personality that was causing more and more issues by the day. On his face was nothing but concern and care, two emotions she didn’t want to see etched on his face - or the face of anyone ever again. The soft worry in his voice took her gut in its hand and twisted it further which caused her eyebrows to stitch together in anger. Her breathing had stopped as his words hit her, they were just words so why did it cause this reaction? Did he do anything wrong? No, he hadn’t, but she had by indulging her destructive tendencies on one of the few of her kind left - knowing full well she had not learned control yet. The silence between them would have been merciful had it not been pressing against her ears - the fading effects of her more sympathetic side still echoing.

He was composed, far more than he had been able to attain before he started spending more time with her… was she stunting him to be like her? Through his contained emotion she could still see the hints of him gleaming through - intense with emotion, desperate to comfort his family - how human of him. When was the last time she had felt a connection to someone? Was it Souji, Zaine perhaps? He was newer to her forged family and the closest to actual family than anyone could ever hope to get but for Arantima she felt like a plague. She infected his being literally but did it have to continue? Did she have to destroy the person he was deep down like she had destroyed herself. The thought of Zaine for the first time in nearly a year brought a fresh emotion to her face - white hot as it burned into place - abandonment.

With the emotion twisting her face from an angry scowl to a tortured discomfort she turned away from him, clasping her arms to herself in a clear sign of closing off. “Wrong? Hardly, you do everything so right and it reminds me too much..” her voice would trail off, starting strong and indignant before fading into a disparaged whisper. Zaine had been her anchor when her nature had threatened its early awakening, and Souji had been her reason to remain empathetic - human in nature. Where were they now? Was he just destined to be in the same path as they were.. Probably.

“Arantima… my only brother, I fear I have taken you in too soon. Diverted you from a path you needed to walk, derailing you from your own growth and you have become overly concerned with me. As they did.. I have to leave for a while but you need to continue on your path - grow stronger, for one day I will call on you and you will have to be ready. I brought you here in hopes that this place could give you the freedom to thrive without the suffocating.. Politics of the world.” The word politics came out with such disgust that it made her bare her teeth. Cause hadn’t that been what tore her world from her? Zaine on missions to go aid Konoha’s crisis, Souji ripped from her due to a feud of two political entities that everyone saw coming and yet no one interfered.

“Politics… the most disturbing monster that has ever been birthed.”, this sentence was spoken as if to the wind as the pieces of her path, one long forgotten as she had been wrapped up in Kenshin and the first home she had felt in decades became clear again. It had to end, there had to be others that felt as she did - but she was not going to repeat her mistakes twice by bringing Arantima with her… not yet. “Do you understand?”

wc 647

Sat Jun 25, 2022 3:42 pm

Mizu's words hit him hard but not.. harshly. He understood the war in her mind all too well... Simply from a much different battle field. His own war was mostly won, or at least one could consider it a cold war now that he had Mizu in his life. The War between rampaging monster and erratically charged ADHD gremlin of a normal kid was all but complete. That Monster had a leash and that gremlin had calmed into a suitably sociable person. Mizu however, had been fighting her war for much longer, and both sides were strong.. It would take a lot more for that war to settle into something that was stable, if it could be done at all.

"Mizu-ane.. I understand what you are saying." He takes a deep breathe and makes sure to lock his gaze with her own, and his face goes from concerned to soft and yet serious at once. "I just need you to understand that I saw nothing wrong with what we were doing. We were exploring each other in OUR way. We each would have stopped short of killing the other, we have that much control at least. No matter if you believe it or not I know you do. You.. Have put me on a path at all, not taken me from one that I should have traveled. before You and having a family I was wandering alone and lost. And I was going to become a demon, now.. I may still be a demon but one who has accountability and understands consequence. So long as I am with you Mizu-ane I am in control."

He smiles brightly at her, a full faced smile with bright eyes and everything "I love you Mizu, and if you need time alone I will be waiting for you when you come back.. I understand that you must be going through a lot, and of everyone.. I know that sometimes having someone around is worse than being alone, it burns almost.. So take your time Mizu-ane.. And when you come calling Ill be right there smiling to see your face again and ready to give you a hug you will never forget and never stop feeling, so you can close your eyes and always know im there with you even if you cant touch me."

Fri Jul 01, 2022 11:31 pm

Staring into his eyes was like watching a burning sun, he was so full of emotion and care it nearly made her recoil from its sincerity. He saw nothing wrong with what was going on, of course he didn't. He had no idea the turn it could have taken, the turn she craved for more as the days passed and the one that Ohta despised. Though she had no intention of truly interrupting him, at his words ‘we each would have stopped short of killing the other’, a twisted sneer would appear on her lips in a flash, along with a short whispered response so fast that it could have missed, “Ohta would have stopped, I make no promises.” Her words fell off into his remaining words as the expression slid back into a passive one held back regret. Regret that she had gotten close to another young soul that could be taken from her, regret that she was not away from the dangers of insanity by the outcome that his loss of life would bring her at this point. Her mouth began to taste of copper, until she realized she had been biting down so hard to refrain from reacting that she had bitten down into her cheek and tore open the sensitive flesh within - of course not spilling active blood but tasting it all the same.

Some of his words were sinking in though, the fact that she had steered him onto the path that he saw was always *his* to begin with - it was odd to see someone so vehemently defending the choices of another with so much vindication that it was so close to convincing even her. He would no longer be an unruly demon, but instead one with manners - so she had managed to instill manners - no that wasn’t her… that was Ohta that had done that. ‘He was never meant to meet you, no one was.’, the defensive motherly tone echoed in her mind, much like a growl. The voice caused a slight tremble up her spine, making her roll her shoulders uncomfortable - with his words that brought her forward and with how much she understood both sides.

Alone time… alone time was one way to put it. All she could think of was separation from the one who gave strength to Ohta and a devious way to torture that side of her - a permanent punishment. Her mind kept drifting from his words and the idea that was being born into existence as he spoke. Her eyes fluttered to a half shut position as he ended his words, exhaustion mingled with the hatred she felt toward her other half and the words came out with a softness that only Ohta could muster - like a glimpse into the woman Arantima had met so long ago. “You will be the first I call back to me.” Suddenly she would let out a pained huff through her nose as her left hand dug the nails into her palm, bringing full control to Kyuketsuki once again. The eyes that darted away from him had a spark of rage that was building in power, and though she tried her best to keep her voice even it flickered between rage and calm in a disconcerting manner. “Do well here Arantima, you will be expected to perform. See you soon brother.”

With those words she would turn and take a step as if to walk away, only to sink into the ground with Mayfly as her old Master had - was she finally understanding his use of this jutsu? Not for escape from enemies but for separation and alienation.

607 wc
3000 TWC
Claims Made later
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