Body in the Mist[Open/No Killing]

Age : 31 Posts : 1036

A loud thud can be heard as the young Sokasu jumped from roof to roof across buildings across Kirigakure. He would notice the mist in front of him, as his face frowned a bit upon seeing it. Letting his body enter the thick dense mist before him, as the mist followed behind his movements as he entered it with great speed. He had his war fan across his back, and at the moment was wearing his newly made mask on his face. His body fell into a crouch position as he had landed upon the grounds of the Market District buildings of kirigakure. "Now to find someone who would care for a spar" he said to himself a she nodded, continuing his walk across the buildings covered in its eerie mist. Because of this dense mist, he was actually able to see about 20 meters before him and nothing more. It was a drag, but his feeling for a battle was surging through his veins. He would look around, only able to see the lights that some buildings had on, an nothing else, though looking at the sky, he was able to see a full moon. The only actual light that would hep him get through this mist without no troubles. He then lowered his head, looking directly forward, seeing as something quickly appeared in front of him, in a hurry bumping on to his right shoulder. His vision quickly shifted to the right direction, as his left hand swiftly slid to his war fan's handle.

Age : 32 Posts : 276

A small sigh escaped through his pale lips, pushing back some of the mist that came in front of his being. The moon was shining overhead, pressing it's light against his snow-white hair. Dwindling amounts of chakra swirled overhead of his being, causing almost a sparkle of his being. He was no idiot Ninja who would just do too many things at once, with chakra held back. The darkness of the night influenced the very existence of the village while it was being choked through the thick mist that extended over the entire Market District. His very ability was the main reason why he lived here, other than having to do something elsewhere. But thinking back to his Boot camp, mist was common for him, easy to maneuver through and easy to get away. His body shifted so slightly downwards from the roof in which he was sitting upon, and down upon one of the stands of the District. It was a wooden stand, so he couldn't break it, too easily. Looking from left to right for something to do, he spotted a piece of a large fruit on an empty stand counter. No one would mind if he.. Took it.

Slipping to appear down at the empty stand, picking up the piece of fruit, he only shifted his being to look around for anyone who could be watching. It was the dead of night, so no one would care. The mechanisms on his arms were latched tight to his being, blades at his waist, and a pouch on his rear. He was more defined when not shrouded in mist. Black hues were upon his eyes, white locks flowing over them with a distinct taste for bloodshed when feeling the necessary amounts of it. Moonlight shined down from above the mist, drifting along the very ground in which he walk. Taking a bite from the fruit he had in his hand, the mechanism being a good fruit holder for the grip he had upon it. Moisture came from down his lips while his hues scanned the area, and back up to the moon. Maybe something interesting would happen and he wouldn't even know it. He did sense someone else out here, maybe that guy would be able to push to the challenge. He did crave blood more than an Orange. Although an Orange should be much better for him than blood. Oranges were good for the skin tone. He did so love to keep his complexion stable.

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[ooc: Crap, I completely forgot about this. Sorry Zane. Razz

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Sokasu stopped to look what had bumped him but as he turned the young kid apologized and went on in his direction. Luckily for now it was nothing, though as soon as he began to walk forward again someone could be seen inside the mist. Sokasu stopped with caution, he had not seen this guy yet in Kirigakure. Maybe he wasn't much of an outdoors person, or maybe the young kid was not really from kiri at all. To not regret anything later on he approached the individual. With caution he examined the boy with ease and comprehension in matter of seconds. "Hey...isn't it a little too late for someone to be walking around the village for no reason?" he said a she approached the individual though with a smile on his face behind his mask. Though his crimson red eye could be seen by the one and single eye whole the mask had. He stood in place for any upcoming movements from the individual. he seemed like he was about 16 or 17 years old of age, which meant he was around a chuunin level, either way Sokasu was waiting for a good response from him.

Age : 32 Posts : 276

He allowed his arms to twitch once the boy had talked to him from just a few meters away, taking another small bite of the orange, his teeth biting down and shredding the slice of orange in which was torn from the main thing. He was slightly irritated that he was caught when he surely didn't want to be, only to allow his black hues to shift over and stare at the male beside him, mechanisms ready at will in order to do something more of entertainment. A sack of flesh and a few quarts of blood awaited him, yet he wanted to see what he had to do around the marketplace this time of day. And his comment left him somewhat irritated him. He did look young for his age, but in actuality, he was in his mid 20's. He did love to take care of his complexion. Slowly swallowing the parts of orange, he let a few seconds pass before it would be safe for his vocal cords to act, speaking slowly and calmly under the misty area, his hues keeping an eye on the mist from the corner of his eye, making sure there would be something to jump into if things got ugly.

"I should be asking you the same thing. I am well old enough to be on my own out here doing nothing."

His voice took on a calm, yet harsh tone, holding his stance to stand casually, orange in his hand near his face with a few chunks bitten out of it with sharp teeth, the very edges of his molars having some sort of vampiric look to them. He wasn't an Amizaru, it was just the pattern of his teeth. The inside part of them were even worse, having small edges near the sides to allow easier chewing of tougher substances. Swaying his palm to press the orange near his lips, he opened them enough for the jaw to open and snap down on the orange, being careful not to make the orange drip down from his lips, the soundless bite of the orange tearing it to another piece, where just half of it remained. Upon having it away from his lips from the bite, he began chewing once more, his eyes firmly keeping on the male before him. He was curious, while the wind quickly came into the area, billowing the mist aside while his snow white hair flicked along his head so solemnly. He wondered why the male was commenting on his being in the first place, his being staying so quiet it was as if he were a ghost of some sort. He was simply waiting, this boy would be entertainment, hopefully.

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OOC: Strange Ace, word count warning. The chuunin minimum is 350 words per post, please meet and hopefully surpass that number.

Age : 31 Posts : 1036

Sokasu listened to the mans words and smirked at the simple act of the man standing before him. He watched the man as he ripped open an orange with his teeth, never the less noticing his hands. Fully covered in metal, more like a mechanical arm. He took every information on the mechanical arms. Himself being a weaponry user he would only assumed that there was more to these mechanical arms than what they seem. To prevent any misunderstanding Sokasu adjusted his mask, and with the hand across his mask he began to speak. "Those are some very interesting tin cans of arms you got there. Mind if I take a look at them?" He didn't really mean the tin can part, he was actually admiring the two arms, both well made out of metal. Sokasu himself was a maniac for such weapons which is why he was making such taunts.

Before he could actually speak again he noticed as the mist was completely drifted out of the way, revealing only buildings far to his right and a small fountain to his left. Lowering his hand to his side. While with the other hand he approached his war fan from his back. It was rather big, and well known for its ability to whip up wind jutsu rather strong. He placed the fan upside, the handle on the ground as he looked at the man. "But I think I could take a better look if you test them out against me, don't cha think?" His body quickly attached to his position, grabbing his war fan and placing it just before his body in case something happened to approach him form the front. "But before we start this...let me introduce myself. My name is Sokasu Moori. Feel free to introduce yourself mmk. I want to know who I am up against okay?"

Age : 32 Posts : 276

It was a little noisy for his tastes, the male before him talking away and asking a question, along with also saying his name while he was at it. Taking another rip of the orange into his mouth, he started chewing once more, and after a while of the stuff being ripped into tinier pieces and swallowed, he let down a small sigh through his pale lips. It could be time to introduce himself, since he was one of the few clans out there with power beyond most. Only a light sway of his arms came to show that they weren't his 'arms' fully, just attachments of such, the locking mechanisms upon itself latching onto his flesh so they won't be able to fall off. Upon snapping his arms downwards, the orange being set along beside him, he stared towards the male, a pair of twin spikes coming out of each mechanism end. Intriging, it was a first to have an opponent just walk up and ask upon his name. It was rare for people to ask that.

"My name is Mazen Kazura. Current Leader of the Kazura clan."

His voice was within it's calmer state, just trying to allow a peaceful sense of mind be able to be shown from his state, his black hues not coming off from the male's being. Hand upon a mask and a hand nearing his back. It looked like a fan more than anything else, a folding fan in which could be trouble if he could use it. His arms held still, awaiting any kind of movements in order for a counter if the man attacked him at any time. Reflexes were a part of his strong point. He only had the basic jutsu in which to do basic things, and not do much battle. He had no other jutsu in his arsenal, he was a true Weaponry and Kenjutsuist, and that was it. It would only be too interesting. Maybe just interesting enough without any help from Jutsu. He had yet to create any.

Age : 31 Posts : 1036

[I know sorry about the word count but didnt had time to finish]

Sokasu took his answer as a yes. Without any hesitation he began to run to his side. He was actually rushing into battle for the first time in his life but he didn't know much about this individual that except for his name. "Mazen Kazura" echoed through his head as he rushed to his left, with his eye still on his opponent. With his war fan on his right hand he slipped his left hand on his back pouch placing about 3 shuriken between fingers. With great accuracy and speed he threw the three shuriken towards Mazen. And, swung his war fan behind the shurikens to increase their speed. "This is the only way I could actually judge those mechanism of yours! Let's see what they are made off." he shouted across the place as he finished swinging his fan behind the shuriken. It wasn't long before his body was fully covered in a thick cloud of mist and now out of sight from his opponent. While he stood inside the cloud of mist he placed his war fan to his side and swung the fan with great power towards the area before him. Sending a strong gust of cutting wind towards his opponent or anything before him.

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Age : 32 Posts : 276

His body twisted so harshly down to smash the arch of the mechanism on his right arm to extend upwards, the spikes catching two of the shuriken aiming towards him through the loops in which were an easy catch. The third one was blocked against the hard structure of the backing, his black hues slowly narrowing once he got close enough with his huge fan going at speeds almost as fast as his own. Pushing his feet down along the ground, it was so slow that his entire body twisted up to narrowly avoid the fan coming at him, taking his heels to press down along the fabric-lined roof of the small stand. His feet pushing the edges of his sandal back into the metal railing, he quickly flipped down behind the male, his left mechanism swinging down to grasp the railing on the other side of the thing. His right palm, holding the shuriken in place flung them back at him at point-blank range, a small grin showing along his pale lips.

Reflexes and Speed were hard traits, although he was ranked only #3 at the Kazura boot camp where he was for a long time, the first two were Ninjutsu and Kenjutsu users, which highly surpassed his own skill. Although they could shift in speed faster than the previous leader, but it wouldn't be too much of a difference for him. Taking the mechanism to follow in the shuriken's movements, he had aimed for a non-lethal part of the man's back. If he did hit along him, it wouldn't kill upon a hit. Maybe majorly injure him but not kill. Not just yet.

[Shoooort. I got bored and started thinking about Cheese. ]

Age : 31 Posts : 1036

[I feel like Im in my worst days of RPing. :/]

His eyes widened as he saw the man easily dodging his jutsu along with his kunai. He wondered how the hell he managed to pull such stunt with the shuriken. To be able to actually grab the shuriken by the middle hole with spikes from the arm at such speeds made Sokasu believe the man was actually faster than him at some point. But he too had a few things of his own, his eyes gazing through the place as the man leaped and spun around the place to a point where the young Sokasu lost sight of him among the mist for a single moment. "Umm?" he thought to himself as he heard the cutting sounds slashing through the air of small shuriken. It was too late for him to actually move, even with his speed there was no way the young Sokasu would be able to dodge them in time. Knowing his clothing was strong enough to stop such objects he didn't hesitate and turned around as fast as he could turn to only receive the small shuriken right on the metal plates above his forearm. Being of only iron plates the shuriken sank onto the metal remaining there before Sokasu jumped back a few feet away from Mazen and pushed them away from the iron plates with the handle with a sweeping motion above the shuriken.

"You are fast, but those mechanism of yours aren't as interesting as I would of thought." he nodded and with his finger began wiggle to the side. "Is time for me to use one of my other weapons eh don't you think?" Sokasu said as he placed his war fan on his back to its rightful place. His hand came leveled to his waist as he placed his hand on a metal chain. His hand stretched forward as the chain fast showed its true form. A long chain, about 15 feet in length, with a blade at the end of it. His eyes remained on the man, while with his right arm hold the back end of the chain while he hold the blade side with his left, swinging it around like a jump rope. The chain created a swishing sound as he spun it around. As his feet slowly began to charge forward. As he would be half away to the man his speed had massively increased and with a large stomp at the ground his body fully stopped, and with his left arm he threw the chain to slam down against the opponent's body.

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[ I feel the same. :/ My head is so clouded when I Rp nowadays. ]

Since the man obviously didn't notice his mechanisms aiming for a part of his body, he had vanished under a Shunshin motion of his body, just appearing to fade out from view quickly. In reality, his Shunshin was just making his body faster than it already was, fading in above the stand and then back below it, behind the male with mechanisms fully extended out to allow the large double spikes to tear into the sides of the stand and downwards. Power and speed were used above all else, along with accuracy. His feet stamped along the ground once the male was aiming for an attack with nobody there. His black hues shifted lightly, dilating from the mass of power being expended at once. His very body was twitching with anticipation, wanting to kill this man without mercy, tearing him limb from limb and most likely using his body as a decoration for his home as a trophy. But he was restraining his sadistic motions, a small murr coming from his lips, spikes stopped around quarter of an inch from the male's moving head, holding it still with ease.

"You seem more interesting than I imagine, Moori-San."

His voice was deeper and darker than the usual type he had earlier, black hues dilating so vastly it was like they were going to start twitching sooner or later. He held himself still, not moving partially anymore. With the moonlight shining through that hole in the top of the ripped fabric above, the mist blocking it almost, it shined down on the metal of the blade, not showing hardly any scratches or anything of the sort. It looked to be a very hard substance, even for something as minor as his mechanisms. It was so irritating, holding back his Sadistic urges.

Age : 31 Posts : 1036

"You seem more interesting than I imagine, Moori-San." His words were cold and without feelings. Though this only made Sokasu smile for some reason a she heard his words. He began to speak himself. "You have seen nothing of me yet, kind sir." He said as his hand went just above his mask. Slowly taking it off before the man before him. "I figured it would be rude if I didn't showed you my face in battle. There is no point of hiding it, after all, we are fellow comrades. Besides I wouldn't want you to forget this face." Sokasu said as he threw his mask on the floor; the mask quickly slid towards Mazen's feet.

Sokasu's eyes widened opened as he watched the mask slide against the floor before him towards the opponent. In a matter of a split second his hand lifted and formed a single hand sign. The mask was simply a distraction to catch the opponent's attention for a second or two, just enough for the young Sokasu to make his move. His hands quickly began to glow with lightning chakra. An d before the opponent would notice the chuunin it would most likely be too late. His hands still with lightning chakra around them then formed into a single sphere made out of cracking snapping sphere of lightning.

With a small throw he launched the electrical ball towards the opponent. Hoping that it would be a direct hit. He was now in the move once more. Moving to his right side to what it only seemed to be a blur of wind dashing through the mist. His mind was set to only one thing. And, that was make a good impression to those who surround him. The place was moist, so there was plenty of sources where he can't use water to his advantage. He would look around the place still noticing that there were a few buildings, and he could not go about destroying anything or even risking the lives of Kiri citizens.

"This guy seems like he is holding some of his strength back. If not...then I shouldn't worry about it too much." Sokasu thought to himself as he looked for way to hide his body from the man. As well as thinking of strategies to perform against this offensive person.

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His being had vanished just once more in order for his mechanisms to release even further than they were, allowing a darkened chuckle come from his pale lips, taking himself to appear along the side of a house and back down to the ground within a simple jump of his being. A dark and twisted look was upon his face before just starting out towards the exit of the market district. He had to get this under control before it came out too far. His dark voice under his tall being was something not too looked upon by the Ninja themselves. Upon reaching the edge of the district, he came to stop once and look back towards the man behind him, narrowing his hues so darkly before letting the spikes pull back into the mechanisms in which they lay dormant.

A sway of his hand came down to vanish once more, far away from the area. Not even the other would be able to find him where he was going, not one ninja would. His white hair swayed violently in the wind while he moved, appearing on many trees and branches, the tops soon after that, and he was at least far enough away out of sight that he would only be looked upon as a dot in the dark horizon. Although. Through the mist, he was already gone.

-Exit-

[ Short exit. ~.~ ]