Desolate Sands (open)

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dark_harbinger · Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 8:07 pm Post subject: Desolate Sands (open)

Zacara let out a long yawn as he cracked open his eyes. He adjusted his possition against his cloak, which was crumpled into the shape of a pillow behind his head. He was resting in the shadow of a large rock that stood roughly 12 feet tall. Floating in the air above each of his hands was a fuma shurikan that was spinning rapidly as it continued to flip in its suspended state. occationally, he would launch the two shurikans high into the air with a flick of his wrist and catch them in the opposite air funnel from which they were launched. He fired the shurikan in his right hand extremely high into the air, slid the ANBU mask from his face, and put it back on his belt before catching the shurikan as it came back down. He put the shurikan in his weapon pouch and yawned once again, acting as if he had just woke up.

His dark blue eyes moved lazy as his gaze shifted up, going across the ground until he was staring at a wall of swirling sand. Just 10 feet away in all directions, an extremely violent sandstorm raged. It had started up only a few minutes ago, but the shinobi had yet to move. He was surrounded by a bubble of air that was completely under his control, protecting him from the harsh environment by repeling the wind and sand that it was carrying. It was almost imposible to see anything beyond the boundery of the sandstorm, for the repeled air at the edge of the bubble was causing the sand to become more concentrated along the surface of the barrier. Anyone who was on the outside would see nothing but a semi-sphere of dense sand.

One would think that Zacara was simply trying to survive the sandstorm, but it was much more than that. He was exercising his skill at one of the most extreme levels he could imagine. He had gone without real training since he had left konoha, and was worried that his edge had become a bit dull. He needed to bring his abilities back into the honed point that they had once been. So there he sate, endouring the howling winds of one of the strongest sandstorms to hit the desert in a very, very long time.
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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
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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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dark_harbinger · Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 9:13 pm Post subject:

ZacaraStared as the swirling sand before him with a blank expression on his face. Something seemed to be nagging at the back of his mind, yet he couldn't quite pin down exactly what it was. He sat against the rock behind him, still spinning the shurikan in his left hand while trying to figure out what was bothering him. The sand continued to lick as the edge of his barrier, draining his energy bit by bit, but he paid it no mind. His thoughts seemed to keep trailing back to kiri, but for what reason, he didn't know. Focusing his thoughts, he fliped his shurikan into the air and caught it on the way down.

Yawning on last time, Zacara flicked his shurikan down at the ground in front of him. The projectile roled across the ground on its points until it got to the edge of the barrier. he propelled the shurkican up along the edge of the air bubble so that it seemed to be cutting through the thin layer of air. It continued to run across the top of the bubble until it was directly above him where it dropped back down. The Shinobi kicked himself to his feet and made a violent slash with his hand across the path that the shurikan took. The air bubble exploded outward, pushing back the sand in a violent wave that created a large crator. Reaching up, Zacara snatched the shurikan out of the air and sliped it into his pocket. Deciding to follow his thoughts, Zacara turned in the direction of Kiri and floated up into the air until he was above the lip of the crator. focusing his energy for just a moment, he rocketed through the air in the direction of the mist.

~left~

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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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