Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 11:28 am Post subject: Answers (Private)
He came to a sudden stop as the coastline came into his vision. Its stopped again.... Quickly scanning across the coast He discovered that there was not a soul to be seen. He was still at the edge of the tree line and a thick patch of white sand seperated him from the water. The characteristic mist of water country was rather thin in this particular spot, giving him a commanding view of a great length of the beach. There's no one here...How curious... Indeed... but we must wait until it begins moving again as always...
Izaku took several steps forward so that his feet rested in the soft sand that covered the coastline. He took a sword in each hand and stabed them both into the earth before him so that they entered the ground at roughly the same point. He began studying the copy blade for the imperfections that his haste had created. Upon identifying these area, he focused his chakra and began removing the pieces that were out of place. Soon he had a small group of shards floating in the air around the two blades. From there, it became a process of trial and error; fitting the available pieces into the holes until he got one that fit perfectly. The rough surface of the blade became just as smooth as the original, infact it was becomming nearly impossible to tell them apart by sight. Now content with the blade, Izaku turned his attention to the hilt, which he had rushed in his haste. This detail was a little less important, so he simply shifted the pieces of the hand grip so that they were no longer jagged. The slow work of replacating his weapon was complete. The fine tuning had taken much longer than he expected, and he guessed that he had been sitting there for a good half hour, yet the presence had not started moving again. It was odd, he was usually led to the site of some event of importance, or at least to another being who followed the paths of the universe; but there seemed to be absolutely nothing here. With little else to do while he waited, He closed his eyes and pulled the excess shards from hyoumenkaken, meditating as the cloud of metal circled round him. _________________ Beware the messenger of death
Izaku's weapons Roleplaying Characters: Zacara Seath Izaku Takimi Zephiel Kotori No 4th RPC RPG Stats: Shinobi Rank: Former ANBU Capt, S-Rank (A-Ranked Missing-nin)~ S-Rank (A-Ranked missing nin)~E Rank Genin Village: Missing-nin(s)~Iwagakure Fame: 3000~750~0 Reputation: Training Points: 410 Inventory: 15 kunai, 25 explosive tags, 10 explosive sacks, 2 explosive nets, 3 fuma shurikan , teiken and onike, 2 metal chains~ 6 weapon scrolls, 25 kunai, 10 shurikan, 25 explosive tags, Hahen Yaiba, Risu Kontan, Kakera Seishin~20 Kunai, 10 Shurikan, Bow, 30 arrows, 20 feet of wire, Grace of Earth, Fake Scroll
The soft breeze billow gently around the aged face of Keiji; sitting high in the air upon the back of his Clay-Bird. It had been so long since he had simply say, observing the acts of other Shinobi. This form of people-watching had always been of intrest to Keiji, it allowed him to see into the lives of other; without even being noticed.
A soft chuckle of suprise eminated from the old mans lips as the shinobi below him seemed to fix the blade through some power that was unknown to him. What an interesting fellow, Keiji though to himself as he watched the man below; he seemed to be looking for something. Or someone.
Suddenly, the bird upon whihc Keiji sat began to lower, breaking its' way out of the clouds, lowering down gently to until it hovered not 10 meters above the water, a few meters away from the other Shinobi. Looking over him for a moment, keiji spoke; "You seem lost, boy. Or atleast, perhaps you have lost something. Yet you are the only traveller to pass through these lands for several days". Despite his age, Keiji was still strong; he had a powerful frame and a voice to match. Leaning forward, the bird lowered again, so it was but a meter above the water.
Grunting slightly to himself as he kicked off from the back of the bird, the elderly man landed down upon the sand of the beach. Stretching slightly before speaking; "So, are you involved in that rubbish happening up at the Mist?" Roleplaying Characters: Rai, Sophia Saren, Willow Ria 'Kaguya', Isabella Hyuudou, Skye RPG Stats: Shinobi Rank: SS Raikage ~ S-Jounin x 2 ~ Missing Nin Village: Kumo x 2 ~ Kiri ~ None Fame: 0 Reputation: Training Points: 440 Inventory: All have many of the following; Kunai, Shuriken, Senbon, Wire, Katana, Speacilized Weapons.
As Izaku meditated, his senses became heightened. With his sight cut off, he began to hear every little sound around him; from the gentle crashing of waves to the whistling of the wind. The more he sat there, the more he began to take notice of a sound that didn't quite fit in with the near-silent scerenity of the beach. It was a steady beating of wings that was somewhere above him. The sound soon became louder and closer. Izaku lifted one eyelid and was met with the site of a massive bird with a man riding on its back. The bird awoke a sleeping memory within him of his former student, who also had an ability to summon such creatures. Pushing the painful memory of her death back into the depths of his mind, he closed his eyes again just in time to hide a flicker of yellow in his green eyes. Perhaps this might be the reason why we were brought here. Perhaps.. but we may never be to sure... Don't forget the misleading events of the past...
"...I should hope that i'm not lost, these lands are my home... if one such as myself could have a home.." A focused thought caused some of the shards about him to begin speeding up, while others slowed down dramatically. "I'm afraid i don't know what you are refering to... the petty affairs of the hidden villages have no bearing on me, nor my actions..." he paused for several moments, trying to mentally adjust the paths of the hyoumenkaken shards. "Tell me... what is it that has brought you here to such a secluded area, old man?" _________________ Beware the messenger of death
Izaku's weapons Roleplaying Characters: Zacara Seath Izaku Takimi Zephiel Kotori No 4th RPC RPG Stats: Shinobi Rank: Former ANBU Capt, S-Rank (A-Ranked Missing-nin)~ S-Rank (A-Ranked missing nin)~E Rank Genin Village: Missing-nin(s)~Iwagakure Fame: 3000~750~0 Reputation: Training Points: 410 Inventory: 15 kunai, 25 explosive tags, 10 explosive sacks, 2 explosive nets, 3 fuma shurikan , teiken and onike, 2 metal chains~ 6 weapon scrolls, 25 kunai, 10 shurikan, 25 explosive tags, Hahen Yaiba, Risu Kontan, Kakera Seishin~20 Kunai, 10 Shurikan, Bow, 30 arrows, 20 feet of wire, Grace of Earth, Fake Scroll
[OOC: I'll say in advanced, sorry about this. Though I did warn you it would be an interesting post]
The old man cackled with ear-periceing laughter at the words of the younger man. "One such as you to have a home?" He began to rock back and forth slightly, riasing his hand up to his majestic clay bird; it was clear that we was insane. "My boy, let me tell you what it is not to have a place to call home."
With a sudden grunt, the older man kicked up again; launching himself high up into the sky, just as the bird swooped down under him. With a gentle thud, Keiji was once again siting on the back of his steed. "Now you see here young man, I once had a home. I once called lots of places home. I had a wife, I loved here. We traveled but even so; wherever she was, was my home." His tone was very matter-of-fact, he his ranting was at a quickened pace; antoher sign of mental distress.
He swooped low, just pasing over the head of the other shinobi before flying back a few meters up into the sky. "But she was taken from me; Killed! I searched the world for vengace. I swore I would find who did it; who took her from me." He paused again, a tear streaking down his wrinkled face. "And you know what? I did find him! But what's the kicker; he was already dead! The miserable fucker died of Old-Age!" The bird swopped again, this time climbing higher into the air.
"I searched for him, 20 years I spent. And he was dead the entire time. Do you know what it feels like to waste such a part of your life?" Shaking his head, the old man averted his gaze from the younger shinobi, looking down to the bird; "Ofcourse you don't, you're young. Atleast heed my adivce; don't pine after vengance, it will only serve to cripple you as it did me."
Upon the conclusion of his rant, Keiji kicked the bird slightly; soaring them high up into the sky as he place his hand into a small pouch around his waist. What couldn't be seen from below, was that Keiji was ingesting clay. He placed his palms together, before slowly dragging them apart. Between them was a small doll, about 3 feet tall in the shape of a bird.
"Goodbye, young friend", was all he said. The doll soared into the air, before erupting. A ground shaking explosion filled the land. As the beautiful lights of the flames expanded, the old man was engulfed. Keiji, was dead.
Death of Keiji
Jutsu used:
Spoiler:
Name: C-3
Type: Ninjutsu
Rank: A(KinJutsu)
Requirements: Exploding Clay Mouth's
Description:This type of Explosion can only be performed once or twice because it takes up such a huge amount of chakra and almost all of one's clay. This is one of the highest levels of Explosions. The user will mold a Doll, and then release it. Depending on how it was model, it will create an explosion powerful enough to destroy half a village.
Roleplaying Characters: Rai, Sophia Saren, Willow Ria 'Kaguya', Isabella Hyuudou, Skye RPG Stats: Shinobi Rank: SS Raikage ~ S-Jounin x 2 ~ Missing Nin Village: Kumo x 2 ~ Kiri ~ None Fame: 0 Reputation: Training Points: 440 Inventory: All have many of the following; Kunai, Shuriken, Senbon, Wire, Katana, Speacilized Weapons.
OOC: well then... i wasn't exactly expecting that when you asked for something to do...
Izaku tried to maintain his focus as the old man continued to go on ranting about the tradegy of his life. At the man's farewell, Izaku opened his eyes with a confused look as he soared into the sky. "What th-?" He didn't try to look away from the blast. Being the only witness to the old man's suicide, he felt as if he owed him the respect of seeing it. Vengence... eating away at your soul... yet... what vengence do i have?
As the glow from the explosion began fading away, so did the presence that had led him to that spot in the first place. So it was the old man... but... why would the gods have me bear witness to this suicide? As he pondered the thought, he brought himself back to his feet. He took his blades and put them back in thier rightful spots before turning away from the beach. Thoughts echoed into his mind that were not his own. Although this was not completely unusual for him, it was a voice that he had not yet heard, seperate from the bickering that usually filled his head. So passes another... From the world of the shinobi Izaku simply nodded, walking away from the burial site of a man who speant his life seeking vengance that was not his to have.
[exit]
_________________ Beware the messenger of death
Izaku's weapons Roleplaying Characters: Zacara Seath Izaku Takimi Zephiel Kotori No 4th RPC RPG Stats: Shinobi Rank: Former ANBU Capt, S-Rank (A-Ranked Missing-nin)~ S-Rank (A-Ranked missing nin)~E Rank Genin Village: Missing-nin(s)~Iwagakure Fame: 3000~750~0 Reputation: Training Points: 410 Inventory: 15 kunai, 25 explosive tags, 10 explosive sacks, 2 explosive nets, 3 fuma shurikan , teiken and onike, 2 metal chains~ 6 weapon scrolls, 25 kunai, 10 shurikan, 25 explosive tags, Hahen Yaiba, Risu Kontan, Kakera Seishin~20 Kunai, 10 Shurikan, Bow, 30 arrows, 20 feet of wire, Grace of Earth, Fake Scroll
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