Avalanche blushed lightly behind their mask as Kaito cut the tension with facts. They knew that there was something unique about Kaito prior, but this was something on a whole different level. The way that he diced and peeled away the facade of maturity this villain produced was astonishing. Even Avalanche themselves fell victim to the back and forth mantra. It was for this reason why Kaito was the best kind of partner a vigilante could have. However, the self-righteousness of the man decided to further his agenda, spewing fake news like they were Fox. If this man believed that Justice was made by the winners then he truly did not understand justice at all. Justice was not law; it is righteousness. Laws are made by man and thus succumb to abuse. Justice is the feeling which comes from knowing what is right. Avalanche nearly chuckled aloud when Shion mindlessly referred to just breaking bones, but knew that they had to be professional. "Weren't the terms of your peaceful surrender that Toso's lap dog pulls back and that we answered your question? You certainly do speak a lot about virtues and rules just to break them at the slightest inconvenience." They said as the grip on their sword tightened. While they would not resume a swordsmen stance yet, they prepped their body in case they needed to make a sudden movement. Despite Shion's threats, Avalanche assumed her to just be pulling a bad cop routine with Kaito being the good cop. It was for that reason that they didn't feel the need to reign her in as well as address the dog man.
Kaito looked between Shion and Avalanche, realizing that they probably were not going to be able to talk down Kato. "So... are you going to give up, or are we going to have to do this the hard way?" Question asked, Kaito refocused his energy on the Hikariton arrow drawn between his hands, letting his gaze switch between Kato and the shadow as if feeling tempted to release it either way, but not wanting to commit in case Kato was trying to plan his next attack based on which target he chose.
The pen in hand, expectant of an attack he goaded, to receive nothing. Not even an attempt to disarm his device. In response to the death he desired to be met with hesitation by all three. The officer should have loosed his arrow. There was no other chance. "And you did not." *click* Smoke everywhere as if small explosions were occurring. Screams would echo through the village. Patrol after patrol would be dispatched. Then a snap, the device was crushed in Kato's hands. "This is what your hesitation gets you!" effectively now it seemed there was no means to stop what hell had just been unleashed on the people of Arashi. Kato himself carried and air of sweat on his brow. He was unfit to continue what he called his 'natural evolution'. He'd look to the shadowy hound and say one word. "Go." The canine as if saddened by this vanished. Kato then sat down to be arrested as the village would be assailed.
Cute Things In Jars
Kiiwispoet
Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2019 11:51 pm
SHIONxxxxxMORI The sounds of panicked screams flooded the scene, drowning out the world in a chorus of chaos. Shion slowly approached the surrendered Kato, muttering under her breath, "Hard way it is." Gone was the upbeat, punky attitude Shion usually put off; Kato had done more than enough to bring out the more serious side of Shion, the side no one wants to see. Raising one of her massive, chakra-gauntleted fists into the air, the girl would bring it crashing down in a meteor strike to the man's left leg. "You ruin my date!" She'd then repeat the action to the opposite leg. "You attack my village!" She raised her arm for a third strike, ready to bring the hammer-strike down upon her foe in a spectacular display of wrath. The gauntlet began its descent, but stopped mere inches from hitting its mark. "Shion! He's not worth it. Her link to the Nibi had been reestablished just in the nick of time.
Since the two began interacting in a more positive light, Matatabi served as a sort of second conscience for the firebrand red-head. "Why shouldn't I do it? It's what he wants, isn't it? I'd be granting him his wish." Her words were not directed into her headspace, but were spoken aloud for her current party to hear. "Exactly! Think, Shion. He wants it. If you do this, he wins. You need to take a step back and clear your mind. Take him in, let him rot in a cell, but what ever you do, child, do not end him here."
The chakra armor encasing Shion's body flickered out. She'd approach Kaito, giving the boy a stern, yet oddly apologetic look. "Spread out and help anyone you can. We need to contain the threat. We'll reconvene here once we're done." Her voice cracked with nerves as she darted her eyes away briefly. "Move out," she'd begin, dismissing Officer Cutey-patootie. With that, Shion would leap off to go stop the threat she had unleashed.
Kaito had flinched at the sound of screams filling the air. He released the hikariton jutsu as his concentration faltered. His stomach fell in horror as the village fell under siege to unknown - but probable chimera-esque - monstrosities. His gaze fell, helplessly, on Avalanche for just a moment before he sobered, remembering his ability and his duty as an office to clean up the mess of the village.
He turned to see Shion assault the seated, unresisting Kato with a brutality he had never associated with her. He flinched harder than before, mouth falling open but without any words. Her anger and the lack of hesitation until the third strike... there was much more to her than he had seen previously with his rose-tinted glasses. In a way, it made sense for the director of ANBU operations to operate efficiently and brutally, but he had never seen it up close. This was nothing like the cold but detached efficiency Avalanche operated with, which was already jarring to Kaito; instead, it was a category all its own.
She turned to him and he tried to school his expression as she ordered him to go help anyone he could. He gulped but nodded, aware he could do that much. As she peeled out to go deal with the creatures, Kaito approached the Inuzuka criminal, whose legs looked horrendous after the assault they received. He had no iryojutsu knowledge or skill, helplessly looking after the man. "W-we need to detain you, um, and take you in. But it looks like some urgent care is in order, first." He looked to Avalanche with a lost expression; he needed help in taking Kato to either the hospital or the CORE medical center, but he was also aware Avalanche was a vigilante and believed in dispatching personal justice. "I don't want to be cruel," he whispered, thinking back on Kato's words and world philosophy, that humanity's cruelty was unavoidable.
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Cute Things in Jars
NecroPlant
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2019 2:44 am
The man took his punishment with silent grunts. Soon did he seem to see the glimpse of death with the small woman's final blow. Yet, she resisted. When the younger lad approached the man was barely conscious. He's spittle blood and grin. "You needn't be cruel child. In this world, there will those that do it for you. Look at these legs and tell me what this has resolved? Nothing. The cycle perpetuates. Humans, they claim to be the dominant race and yet they are still so weak. Slaves to their emotions. Beasts don't have nary a care, beasts will always be there to enact the cruelties you're too weak to accomplish and even these creatures we call humans...at their very core... are also beasts." The man would look in the direction of Shion who had already deviated. Smile momentarily look back to Kaito and promptly pass out.
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Avalanche was in shock when the man unleashed a horde of monsters. What surprised them even more was the level of brutality Shion exerted onto the man the moment he unveiled his final trick. This was one of Toso's lap dogs? The girl attacked like a pit bull starved to the point of frenzy. Avalanche was not above violence, but the way she ended it was... brutal. A sharp sense of instinct almost made them intercept Shion in order to stop her from doing any further damage. That was when Kaito looked at them, and their own feelings became irrelevant. Their sword was sheathed as they moved to the unconscious man, who of course went out with one more spew of philosophy. "At least now he'll be silent." They said as they swooped the man into their two arms bridal style. "I'll make sure he answers for his crimes. Meet me at home when you clean up this mess." They said softly. It wasn't too long ago that the combined power of Avalanche and Kaito managed to turn a group of panty raiders into a force which destroyed the residential district and caused Kenshin to express grief with both of them. Avalanche would prefer to not make a sequel to that event. "And Kaito." They said with blue eyes which glistened through their mask. "You'll never be cruel." An ice mirror opened behind them which is what they used to step through. It broke into shards the moment Avalanche was through, and the new location was the hospital.
Simply walking about, Makoto and Itsuki look incredibly eerie; almost like ghosts, but much more physical. Generally speaking, most of the civillians give the twins a wide berth; mostly going off of the rumors going about that the two of them are, infact, insane. Unsurprisingly, they were right; just not quite aware of the full extent. Looking about, the both of them seem to have some kind of silent conversation with eachother; silently giggling, and reacting to words no one else could hear.
Suddenly, the pair of them stop in the middle of the street. They then turn to face eachother, and place their hands together. Though it is difficult to tell at first, the sweet smell of flowers seems to emanate about the area; almost at the same time, the twins seem to have started singing: Though the notes are inconsistent, but still pleasing to the ear. Quite calming, even; though it's a little hard to follow along. Slowly though, the song becomes a little louder; being clearly audible throughout the street. Now, however, the two of them begin to float upwards; as if being lifted by invisible heavenly hands, making the whole display all the more beautiful.
Slowly, the pair of them float back down to the ground; now simply holding hands. The calming singing and the sweet smell of flowers still permeates the air, even as they go back to walking down the street. "Maybe... something a little more fun soon, Itsuki?" Makoto says, looking at Itsuki. "Certainly... soon, dear Makoto." Itsuki says, looking back at her sister. They then smile broadly, their eyes tinged with the slightest bit of... Something. Proceedingly, they continue to walk down the street; utterly unconcerned by the strange looks they're getting from those around them, mostly because those same people almost immediately seem to not care too much: Calmly going back to what they were doing, as if the pair of them didn't even exist.
(Learned: Scent of the Peculiar, Comfort Song, Wind Release: Instant Movement Technique.)
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Ishiba Satomi
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Start Bonding NM: New Kid on the Block!
Thresher hummed a small tune as she strode her way through the Storm village, a grin plastered on her face. A feeling of accomplishment still burned within her and lifted her spirits, as evidenced by how she couldn’t stop rubbing the headband tied to her upper arm. It’s not that she couldn’t believe it; of course the shark was going to be a ninja. Any test, any exam, any battle and she would’ve succeeded. Thresher had a nose for these things after all! But it still made her feel excited cause she’d finally know. She’d finally find out what it was about the life of a shinobi that people wanted to die over it. Threshers smiling face hardened as she lowered her face from the sky, her grin sliding off of her face into a more thoughtful and stern expression.
So far the life of a ninja hadn’t been anything to write home about. All she managed to do so far was get lost! Arashikagure was a lot bigger than any village she’d stayed in before. The people here were totally different too. At least, in the way of fewer people giving her weird looks. Maybe it was cause people like her were more common? Or maybe she wasn’t the only freak in the area.
In a few moments, something happened that confirmed the former of Threshers thoughts. Two girls that looked almost identical were... singing? And dancing maybe? As Thresher stopped to figure it out, she felt a wave of calmness wash over her. Her hand, which had clenched itself into a fist, loosened. In fact she was so relaxed that as she watched the twins started to rise into the air she barely seemed to notice.
It wasn’t until the girls stopped singing and hit the ground did it finally occur to her. “Holy s**t! You were flying?!” Thresher exclaimed. She went over to the twins with stars and wonder in her eyes. “How’s you do that?”
Makoto and Itsuki looked at the girl somewhat confused, though their eyes lit up when she asked them how they did that. Somehow, their smiles broadened even further; and Makoto says: "Which part? The singing, the flying...? her voice was strangely soft, though with her grin this only made it disturbing. "The singing... is something we just do sometimes, people seem to find it... comforting." Itsuki says, her eyes trying to take the whole of Thresher in. "You... seem interesting," Makoto begins, "For better, or for worse. I am Itsuki, and this is:" Itsuki continues, now gesturing towards Makoto. "Makoto, Makoto says, then they both say: "And we are the Narukami sisters, a pleasure to meet you." As they said this they put on a little bow, their voices in perfect sync. Along with this, it sounded like people all across the street started whispering about the twins. "The Narukami sisters...!? I thought they would've been locked up by now..." one man seemed to whisper to his friend. "Oh no... they're here..." a portly woman whispers to her husband. More and more of these comments seem to fill the air, though all rather quiet: They're still surprisingly audible. Suddenly, as the twins rise from their bow, the voices seem to grow... darker. "Why do we put up with them...!? They're monsters...!""I've heard they torture small animals...""Weren't they tried for murder at some point...!? Why are they still allowed to walk around as if nothing happened...!?""Why hasn't the arashikage done something about them...!? They shouldn't even be considered human...!". And on and on the voices went, speaking of worse and worse things; though still only whispers, and never anything louder: As if worried the twins might hear and do something to do them.
Though, strangely enough, all this didn't seem to bother the two of them; as if they'd grown accustomed to it. They simply continued to look at Thresher, waiting for some kind of reply; their grins as wide as ever, and their eyes lit up by some internal drive of curiousity.
(Learned: Whisper Technique, Voice of the Peculiar)
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Ishiba Satomi
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“Thanks! You two don’t seem too boring yourselves!” If the girl picked up on the minor slight, she didn’t really make it obvious. Thresher hadn’t of course because she was too wrapped up in seeing two girls fly around to care. Something about the two twins put excitement back into Thresher after she’d been bummed about how boring the town seemed. There was an air about them, a smell to be more precise, that hung around like a cloud. She couldn’t tell what it was, exactly, but it made her feel like something entertaining was just below the surface.
Like blood in the water that lead to a much bigger prey.
“The names Thresher!” She replied as she jabbed her torso with her thumb. She gave the girls a big grin that couldn’t help but be too toothy and predatory in its being. After all, she could barely contain the excitement on her face as her instincts warned her about an oncoming storm. “I’m actually a ninja here, but I’m new to the area. Itsuki, Makoto, would you be willing to help show me around?” The expression of a predator simply passed away, as if it were a shadow. In its place came one of sheepishness, accompanied by a slight bow and Thresher rubbing the back of her head.
Before she could get an answer, however, her nose twitched. A new scent filled her nostrils that made her stand right back up and look around almost cautiously. That’s when Thresher started to hear it: the murmuring and the whisperings. The stench of fear, like something rotten and moldy, flooded her senses as the crowd around the three started to talk. Accusations of sin and cries of justice all said at volumes just above audible. Declarations of ‘monster’ weaving through the crowd.
That was what got to Thresher, what made her fists tighten until the knuckles went white against her grey skin. As the twins looked on at her, a shadow covered her face as she turned to the crowd.
“Enough!!!” She yelled into the air. Her rage fueled the energy in her so that as she yelled the word to the heavens, it was amplified and accompanied by a sonic shockwave. It wasn’t much, as it was directed up, but it was enough to bring a few people to their knees and shake windows. Thresher lowered her head with a harsh exhale and glared hard at the crowd. “If you’ve got something against these two, then DO something about it! You all’re cowerin and huddlin up and actin like nothing more than some terrified tetras. So unless ya plan on doin somethin about it.” Thresher grabbed the handle of the sword on her back and looked down at the villagers, her voice filled with menace. “Then I suggest ya keep yer fins to yerself and swim away. So that the REAL monsters don’t come out to play.”
NM: New Kid on the Block END (^ Paragraphs, 120 EXP)
The slight display on Threshers' part seemed to have garnered quite the reaction from the twins, as their grins softened into smiles; and their eyes seem to go all doey. "She's... so cute!" Makoto said, her face reddening a little due to her blushing. "I... agree wholeheartedly." Itsuki replied, her face reddening a little as well. "We'd love to show you around Threshy!" Makoto says, her voice becoming disturbingly sweet."Oh, and don't mind the people here Thresher; they just don't understand me and my sister... Itsuki says, her voice becoming a little sad sounding. By this point, the crowd would have suredly dispersed; either frightened by Thresher, or the utterly nonchalant reaction the twins gave them. "Though... I do make note, you seem to understand us Thresher; though you carry yourself much less subtly, you still have the air of something about you..." Itsuki says, her voice trailing off for a moment. She then turns to look at her sister as her expression flattens, and then they both slowly turn to look at Thresher. "The scent of a predator, not entirely like us... more primal, but no less... bloodthirsty." They both say in unison, giving their voices an eerie tinge to it; though the part that made it ever moreso, is that their red eyes began to glow. "Perchance... This will become a beautiful relationship..." They continued, grinning madly again. It was almost like someone else entirely was speaking through them, at least partly.
After a short pause, their eyes stopped glowing; and Makoto turned around to look up the street. "First... How about the Gust District? We could take a look at the market stalls, and tradespeople working their crafts." Makoto says, gesturing for Thresher to follow her. Itsuki silently moved up to her sister, and began holding her hand.
(Exit to: The Gust Disctrict, Arashigakure)
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Ishiba Satomi
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Start Bonding Narrative Mission: New Kid on the Block II!
“Yeah, run away!” Thresher yelled out to the crowd as it dispersed. She was more comically angry now as the terrifying rage subsided. Maybe it was because the crowd was leaving, or maybe she was dimly aware of how the twins were reacting and calling her cute. The shark had released her sword absently and had started shaking that same fist at the civilians, as the last few dregs stared at her more awkwardly than in fear as they left. “Next time I won’t be so nice! Ya hear me?!”
Thresher let out an exhale as everyone by the three of them left. Her eyes were closed as her expression relaxed and her body lost tension, her hands slipping into her pockets on habit. “Wait…” Something the twin, Makoto, said finally caught up with her. “Threshy?” She asked as she turned to face them.
The Narukami sisters looked like something from a horror movie. Eerie smiles and eyes that definitely, definitely turned red. As Thresher watched the two, she could feel her body temperature lower by degrees as a chill went down her spine. Maybe some of the things the villagers said about them rang true. Maybe they were pseudo humans that barely deserved to be called as such, and were just merely tolerated in society. And the stench of bloodlust! It filled her nostrils with an overwhelming scent of iron, as if the girl could smell the blood from the twins like they bathed in it. Yeah, they were monsters for sure.
And Thresher reveled in it. “This town just got a whole helluva lot more interesting.” She said. Thresher gave the two a bow, her arm crossed her stomach as she bent over at the waist. “Lead the way, Narukami sisters.” [exit to Shopping District]
Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2020 9:22 pm
𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐢◦✺◦𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨
These going-ons were unsettling honestly. First she was an adult and now she's a child. Was it only within Arashi? Over time, Unki learned that Toso had set up an elaborate creation that brought the village to the skies. Shiro only gave his support to this decision through trust that his friend knew what he was doing and ultimately moved their entire household without her consent. Days turned into weeks then months and for a grueling five years, Unki had to deal with unseasonably cold weather at the elevated altitude and try to maintain the relevance of her beloved's Empire from hundreds of feet above it. She missed the Cloud. Unki longed for actual weather and her gardens of fleeting wisteria. She could be in touch with the land and the people who chose to look to her, if only. If only she could leave the Storm. The walk along the streets was a quiet one. A walk she really wanted to devote to thought as she occasionally would look down at her child-like hands and think the worst that may happen if she could face Shiro again.
Once upon a time, the land of Lightning was her home and the headquarters of Shiro's rule. Unki could happily be, relatively, apolitical and provide a service to his Empire in other ways. Those ways, however, didn't give her a spotlight as bright as her beloved's no matter how much she made happen. Credit for her work often went to Shiro when it wasn't the Cloud who showered her with appreciation. Truthfully Unki wasn't sure if the Storm showed her similar appreciation, actually. She couldn't imagine that the Storm inhabitants had abandoned their interest and loyalty in their former, imperial leaders. Why, it wasn't far-fetched to assume the many who disagreed with Toso's abrupt change on the village surely had retreated to the mainland. They probably thought their Imperial leaders were out of their minds for leaving the mainland which, truly, Unki couldn't blame one for thinking so.
Shiro left the Cloud because the ministers were eating away at his ability to enjoy life rather than treat every action as a strategic move in a game. Why, Unki thought as she nudged a stone with step, it wouldn't be terribly difficult to banish the ministers. Well. Banishing elite, advising staff was a step too far. Maybe. Was permitting time away a better step? Some time to step away and breathe? Rest the responsibilities on Ujitoki and have Momi keep things in check, however, only for just a little while at a time.
She could make things work, right? They could make things work again. No one said that Shiro was required to entirely devote himself to his work, right? It's just how the first years unfolding. He was founding an Empire. An Empire he's frankly set on the back-burner of focus because he let himself get completely tied up in it! The little Unki stomped her foot amidst her step and huffed. He didn't have to get caught up in setting things up like that! Ignoring her wasn't necessary!
But. Shiro didn't ignore her. Shiro didn't ignore Unki but did admit to losing sight of her at times. Maybe her own responsibilities is what distracted her? She had little economic affairs to keep tabs on and making sure projects that needed to happen could happen! Public works, education projects, building and even rebuilding. Creating jobs. Trying to build ties across the Empire, all for her beloved Shiro. Those responsibilities and then some were shared and made her own to pursuit when Shiro couldn't pursue her. All these little whirling thoughts preoccupying the little Unki had finally plucked at her own heart-string. The child pursed her lips into a pout as her paced sped up into a sprint.
If only she could run from her history like she could each passing street sign, block, and pole on the street. The bitter reminder of Shiro's words stating his biased failure as a husband really hurt to remember. Sometimes, even, his eloquent statements of self deprecation just made Unki think of herself. In her own perspective, Unki could see herself lacking as the Empress a unified bunch of war torn nations could make use of. She often worried that she wasn't the wife that even an ordinary, non-Emperor Shiro could get the most of. Unki, as her grown and ordinary self, could not produce a child. The last ten years were just one collective disappointment composed of one miscarriage among many untimely attempts that just didn't work. Nobody has confirmed for her that the possible was impossible. The possible wasn't impossible for Unki nor her beloved Shiro. For a lady whose name could refer to "good luck" this Unki was one who didn't appear to have any.
Although, really, why would she want to have a child in the turbulence of the Hidden Storm? Why, nothing was better than being able to hide a city and its people but a Hidden Village was a major target! The little Unki furrowed her brow. How quickly she was becoming agitated was almost akin to her actual childhood. Anger stirred a stray tear which she wiped away before a chance misstep on her own sleeves. She slipped on the silky slickness of the fabric underneath her little shoe and fell. One very disgruntled child-Empress skid and marred an elbow, and knees against the pavement. Unki gasped but grunted and growled before she could ever squeak anything as little a whimper. No Shiro took scoop her up. Not even her father to bring to her feet. Nor a mother nearby to coddle her strangely shrunken daughter. Why? Shiro was wistfully biding his time, up here, at Storm Palace while her dearest Mother and Father were far below them. On the mainland. This little Empress already had the pleasure of growing up. She wanted to be herself again! This reverse aging upon the restlessness of life on a floating rock was enough.
She stood. Unki had done enough lying down back there at the warehouse. In a huff, she looked skywards to the floating Spire. Despite all the little daggers her purple eyes could send there was no ordering Tosokurui Hojo to drop the rock back to earth. She could argue, fuss, and stomp but to no avail would her heart's desire fall suit. Maybe it was time to go home.
{Exit to...}
Sprightly Youth: •You've become young and are practically a toddler-aged no more than 6. Your henge and any other transformative abilities that would adjust your age are unsuccessful. While you have become young and full of energy you also get significantly more distracted and it's difficult to maintain focus without becoming easily distracted as youths do. Thus molding chakra has become a trial in of itself. For the duration of the cycle and while you remain in Arashi. +500 Max Stamina -500 Max Chakra {min. 100}
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﹢Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank, and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses of techniques the same rank. Can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. ﹢B-rank:: Bloodline use reduction casting cost by [10] ﹢PA: Ease of Burdens: -5 chakra or stamina for specific technique 'path' usage (Taijutsu). ﹢Taika no Jutsu [ Fireproof Technique ] Rank: C :: Katon Listing
Attributes
﹢Shakuton users cannot be dehydrated by their own techniques, but can still be burnt. ﹢Heat Resistant: Shakuton users are accustomed to heat and humidity, and thus are not offset by such climates or Katon techniques. ( Refers to actual heat; not damage dealt by fire or fire techniques. )
tab Training tab Buki :: Weapon Sobagai Deba Sentou:: ﹢Two-fer-One:: The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives. Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique involving small weapons without paying the cost. This still requires the activation be utilized. ﹢Trick Technique: Blade’s Edge Rank: B :: Training Description: The user has learned to utilize projectile weapons with this style, allowing their small projectile weapons to be interchangeable with small weapons for this style. All projectile weapons used in this manner gain a slight speed increase for each rank of formless training with projectiles. This increase only applies to techniques from this style. tab Omoi Inshu ﹢Fortuitous Bracing - Rank: B :: Training Description: The user has learned to block with their weapons more effectively, keeping their body from eating the reverberation that comes with such powerful attack and defenses clashing. The user's defensive techniques acquire a heavy increase to fortitude.
﹢Training: 1,000,000 blows Rank: A :: Training Description: Learning to use their weapons in various methods, this training allows formless Tonfa strikes to treat armor as one tier lower, reducing light armor to nothing. tab Tai :: Training tab Freestyle Whirlwind ﹢Acrobatic Mastery : Rank: D :: Training Description: Having practiced their art with great concentration, the user has learned to change direction of their whorl technique.After this training is complete, the user may use up to one technique per post that would lower the descriptive ranks affecting their speed without suffering that reduction. The user gains the ability to use Somersault to evade once every three post without it consuming an activation, but only against opponents whose body rank is at or lower than the user’s ﹢Perfecting Balance : Rank: C :: Training Description: Due to their various training requiring parkour style actions, the user is more stable. This training allows the user to withstand off balancing effects or knock back effects as though they were one rank lower in strength. ﹢Parkour Mastery : Rank: A :: Training Description: The user becomes one with their momentum, learning how to harness their body as an almost perfect machine. After completing this training, the user’s reflexes gain any and all bonuses afforded to their speed.
The Gentle Art ﹢Combination Training : Rank: S :: Training Description: Once every three posts, the user is able to deliver a choking or locking technique for no activation when following a successful throwing technique. ﹢Minimum Effort; Maximum Efficiency : Rank: S :: Training Description: The user's throwing techniques require 5 less stamina per rank of the technique with a minimum cost of 5 stamina.
Small Circle Combatives ﹢ Small Circle Principle : Rank: S :: Training Description: The user has learned to utilize their physical arts with mimimal effort while obtaining equal results. Simple techniques require 5 less stamina per rank of the technique. This training may not be layered with other training that gives reductions of this manner
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Nozomi and a small group of children were walking on the rooftops, away from the crowds of the civilians. She kept an eye on the children and made sure they were close to her. She also watched the streets below to make sure no one was going to be seriously injured. Some of them might get scraps from falling down while panicking. Physically injured at least. As for their emotions or mental... Nozomi wouldn't be surprised if there were an increase in demand and appointments for the counseling. The children didn't whimper or cry, they were a bit older but they were noticeably nervous. Nozomi was making sure that they get home safely to their families. Course, some of their families might be dealing with this situation which makes this all the harder. A soft sigh escaped from her pink lips as she hopped down, her feet hitting the solid ground below.
Honey hues glanced towards the children as each of them made their way into the apartment. She waited. To make sure they made it safely, that there were no screams, or if any of them had returned which meant that their family was not home. After a bit of waiting, Nozomi paused for a moment, deep in thought. Her eyes glanced up at the blood-red sky and the dark circle where the sun once was. She breathes were slow and soft. Steady. Nozomi was used to this. Panic and chaos. There was cold in the air without the sun. It seemed that Toso, the Arashikage was right about her. Her eyelids closed for a moment as she turned away from the apartment and hopped up onto the roof as she made her way to the tallest building, Toso's office.
