The Dokuro Meet Gashadokuro (Team Dokuro Only)

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Their was always something alluring about the night, it was the time when the creatures birthed from it lurked, when the oni emerged and did their dances, when all that you know is replaced by your own mind telling you there is something you don't waiting out of sight or out of reach. Though the moon shines on as a beacon to dispell your fright, it lingers all the same, and those screams in the distance? Nothing, keep walking. They sound almost human! Nothing, keep walking. And the more you ignore your minds little games the more it feasts on your insecurity until you break down into a roaring howl of primal fright and let the night know that you've succumb. The magic of the night.

Still, there was those who lacked such a fear, those who found the night more comforting than the day, and Kakuhan was one of these individuals. In the day he could see everything, hear everything, and that knowledge ruined the whole sport of fear. In the night, it was alive and well, and it gave him the chance to recognize that he no longer felt such a thing from the starlight paths. Demons of every sort had meet their end with him, what should he care if more emerged? They were nothing, pawns, insignificant little oni who couldn't even compare to a shinobi.

He preferred to travel alone but he needed to handle some things, some experiments, so he brought along one of his most recent test subjects, though they were silent about coming along he was well aware that the subject was uncomfortable. Of course the subject should be, he fully intended to kill it here and now just to see to what extent his control over the parasite would extend. Unfortunately Kakuhan didn't have his way with what test subjects he received, and his latest incident with the girl, Saya, had proven that with a functional chakra system the plant could easily thrive. Now he needed to know to what extent his control extended, and that would involve death, and he wasn't about to inquire to Lord Mizukage if he could take a few shinobi and kill them for some tests. Regular civilians were one thing, shinobi were another.

So he spent some time working on genetically enhancing the chakra levels of people, they rejected it and usually nothing happened, so he moved onto other species. He assumed rats would work well, or mice, but they didn't, and he went through a few crates full of those before he finally grabbed a white rabbit, the kind used by shinobi for Kawarmi, and injected it. The animal was bred for Ninjutsu, and when the creature took Kakuhan slapped himself in the head at how obvious that was.

Thats what Kakuhan brought with him, a rabbit, how degrading was this? He was a scientist! A shinobi scientist! He'd killed thousands of the impure but now he was reduced to testing out his jutsu on rabbits! He looked into the cage and stared into the little black eyes of the creature, "I hate you..." he commented before setting the cage down and picking up the fuzzy thing. He set it down on the ground and withdrew a pheromone pill, the kind that was used for breeding, and threw it off into the distances past the tombstones and the mist. The rabbit turned to make chase, and Kakuhan stared at the creature issuing the mental command to snap its legs.

It made a hop before the snap was audible and it stopped, halting in place and squealing. That one worked, and as for the other pair he wanted to try out... Kakuhan reached into his pocket, fumbling for the right weapon since he had the time to do so. In a combat situation you had to know where your weapons were, in his own private life he just kept them jumbled together somewhere, its not like he cared what kind it was he pulled out, he rarely used them anyhow. His hand emerged with a shuriken and the rabbit, still stuck on the ground, had the plant within it directed to replace the bones he'd broken so the creature would regain its mobility.

With that done he threw the shuriken at the rabbit, pulling back his arm to throw it with maximum speed and strength, and at the same instant mentally made the plant in the rabbit aware of the impending threat, which caused it to inform the rabbit of said threat and force the body of the creature to jump above it. Normally an animal would duck, so he couldn't be sure if it was his command if it ducked, but jumping was not normal behavior for a rabbit to dodge with, so counting that as a success Kakuhan walked over to the rabbit. "You're a useful thing." He said as he pet the bunny, rubbing its fingers with his ears and brushing its fur.

Kakuhan smiled as he picked the rabbit up and held it out, "Too bad I need you to do one more thing for me..." He lifted the rabbit by the scruff with one hand and with the other struck the creature in the chest, the vines quickly emerged from his body and snared around it, shooting down into the ground and shooting up into the sky with the rabbit's body. Kakuhan's hand was removed swiftly as this occurred and soon the vines formed into an enormous crucifix with the white rabbit plainly visible in its center. "Natural Crucifix, Condense."

The cross's vines, wrapped around the white rabbit, crushed it with great force, blood would've burst out had the vines not caught it and funneled it to the bottom of the cross's horizontal beam, blood dripping down in a rainfall. Oh, he'd also breed that one to be a blood sac, useful creatures rabbits are, so easy to genetically alter. Kakuhan looked at a clock attached to a monument in the graveyard, it was around 2, he was on schedule.

He'd sent out a letter, each one with a rose inside along with a depiction of a skull on the actual letter that read as follows:

Dear Kirinogakure Shinobi,
As of the date of this writing, and the date you should be receiving and reading it, you have drafted into the recently formed Team Dokuro (Skull). At 2 AM, which is still 2 by the normal 24 hour clock as I understand it, I'll put up a signal that should be plainly visible from your homes. I expect to see you within the hour where the signal is, Gashadokuro is waiting.
I'll Be Waiting,
~Shokobutsukon, Kakuhan

Kakuhan held out his hand, the vines emerging to form an umbrella-like formation above him, the handle being born as quickly. He stood amid the falling blood with his umbrella, sitting atop a tombstone in the dead center of the graveyard, the crucifx behind the tombstone dripping down. He wondered how long it would take for them to arrive.

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Age : 33 Posts : 428

Early that evening, the young boy Marcus spent enjoying his free time, which he got after doing something for the Mizukage. This was the first time after a long time that he actually enjoyed doing something in this Land of Water, since the last time when he had a laugh was before he came to this village. From that moment, a year has passed. Yes, a whole year passed since the young Marcus saw the tall mountain peeks of his homeland, Land of Lightning. Before coming to this village, he never heard of the expression "ninja", so it was all still new to him. Even though he spent so much time becoming a ninja, Marcus still had problems with some of the details from his shinobi life.

Anyways, the main problem which he now had was, finding an sensei and a squad to join. Well, this young man was actually a type of person who liked to enjoy talking to people about some every day stuff and events. He was good at every type of art and science, hopping that he well become a famous doctor one day. The only thing at which Marcus was not good at was fighting in a shinobi battles and using Ninja Techniques. Sure, he knew a lot of jutsus, and he read a lot of books about Shinobi Tactics. But, books were one, real life fighting was different. Due to being the worst possible person for fighting against other ninja his age, the young Marcus was always picked on.

Due to events like that, Marcus thought that he will never be able to join a shinobi squad and meet new friends and allies. That is the reason why the message which he got surprised him. Out of a sudden, while he was observing some insects, a post ninja came to the doors of his house, gently knocking three times. When the young boy heard those knocks, he quickly turned around, rising up from his comfortable bed. Within a couple of quick steps, he reached the door, opening it quickly. With an calm and bored expression on his face, he took the letter from the post ninja, giving him his signature and a tip for his services.

After the post ninja left, the young Marcus closed the door of his nice little house, locking them from the inside. Due to the fact that it was an Monday, he knew that his parents were off on a vacation, so he was free to do what ever he wanted. That included going to a strange graveyard in order to meet up with three more people. Most people would get scared and say "HELL NO". But, unlike most people, Marcus decided to actually go there. Well, before actually going, he still needed to pack up his gear just in case something happens. By gear, Marcus was thinking of his shinobi gear and his medical items. Out of a sudden, the letter hit the ground, as the young shinobi started climbing the stairs to his room.

A few hours later, it was almost time to go, only one thing was missing. According to the letter which he got, there was supposed to be a signal in the sky, which will set the time limit of reaching the location of the meeting. At the exact time, Marcus calmly looked trough the window, searching the sky with his gentle eyes. Out of a sudden, the signal appeared in the sky, making the young man pull the window towards himself, quickly opening it. After that, he leaned forwards, pushing himself out, and performing a jump while he was getting out. With a gentle landing, Marcus appeared standing on a roof top on the other side of the streets. Looking up one more time, he tried to imagine what was waiting him. But, he simply could not do so, eventually deciding to just go there and find out.

After forming a single tiger hand seal for gathering chakra to his feet, Marcus decided to use a Body Flicker Technique, just so he does not arrive late. Within a sudden gust of wind, used to mask his movement, Marcus vanished out of sight. Using this body flicker, he appeared on the end of the street at which he was, using a C-Ranked amount of chakra to do so. After, that he followed with a couple more short ranged Flickers, reaching the opening at which the graveyard was. Now that he was there, in the middle of the night, the young man placed his right hand into the ninja pouch, too afraid to even make a single step forwards.

The night was scary and dark, with creepy animals walking and flying all around the place. It truly was the most frightening site which this man saw. Even so, he still decided to walk towards the strange figure which was standing a couple of meters in front of him. The man who stud there was quite strange looking, Marcus could not even see his face. So, he decided to test was this person a human actually. After forming a couple of hand seal, he inhaled a decent amount of air to his lungs, while at the same time he gathered a decent amount of water chakra to his mouth.

Then, when the amount of chakra was good enough , the young man released it all out, using the air which he gathered to push it out. Out of a sudden, a stream of water came out of the mouth of the young Marcus, going directly towards the strange looking man a few meters in front of it. While the water was coming out, the man calmly spoke, saying: "Water Style: Violent Water Wave." That was the name of the jutsu which he used, which was about to hit ether a friend or a foe. Ether way, the strange looking man would only get a little soaked with water, nothing serious. Marcus was not used at using Ninjutsus in combat, so this would not end up be a damaging attack.

Hopefully I have not just attacked my sensei; the young man thought as he watched the mystery to unwrap.

[Since that topic was voided, my character does not know who you are]

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Without words or warning, the counter technique flies through the sky. A spiral of air, a twisting ball of compressed chakra and wind, flies with perfect aim through the darkened, night time sky, landing perfectly between the figure, and the on rushing water about to flow over him. The impact of the drilling air bullet is surprisingly harsh, landing just in front of the wave of water and splitting it in two. Kakuhan need not even move and the parted waves would crash on either side of him, instead of over running him. Jutsu were jutsu, and water techniques could still hurt. Saya grins as she reaches down and pats the soft feathers of her mount. “Well done, Kusamaru.” She whispers, her eyes falling to study the one who’d launched the jutsu.

The other genin was an interesting person, but what did Kakuhan want with him? Had she been called here to slaughter this boy? He had the look of a kiri ninja, so Saya had to assume that was not the case. Slaughtering her own countrymen was something she couldn't do. She could, but the orders would need to come from the Mizukage himself. No other authority could justify such obvious treason. Besides, the guy didn't exactly launch a deadly jutsu. The water could hurt, but it would only prove fatal to someone made of fire. Her smirk grows some as an image of a burning forest slips through her mind.

With Kusamaru’s speed it was no surprised she’d been the first to arrived, however she was rather shocked at how quickly the other genin had arrived as well. The water used was something of a curiocity, and her timely counterattack might have just saved his life, or at the very least stopped him from getting soaked to the bone. Saya just smirks, wearing neither cloak nor mask, and still remaining well out of sight. Even with his size, Kusamaru manages to perch himself atop the branches of a tree, the foliage helping to keep them both well hidden from the eyes of others. At least most of them.

Her eyes flick over to Kakuhan for a moment, her grin turning into a smirk as she awaits his reaction. Hopefully he would not just outright slaughter the poor fellow for his unwarranted attack. She leans down and whispers more words to her dinosaur friend, quietly deciding it best to just remain hidden for now. “Its alright, Kusamaru. We’ll find you someone to eat later. Other Kirigakure shinobi are off limits.. unless Kaku lets you. You never know.. he might. You stay here and keep watch.” She whispers, and pats the large creature on it’s neck. A moment later she slides off his back and touches down on the ground below. Her hand moves to her katana as she slinks through the shadows, making a stealthy approach towards the small scene that’d begun. If there was going to be a fight, she defiantly wanted a front row seat. She didn't want to seem to be the first to arrive, so she'll wait until everyone is there before making herself better known.

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Age : 30 Posts : 42

- Sho Meikiri's dialogue
- Mr.Postman's dialogue

- - - - - Daytime - - - - -

It's been around two hours since Sho arrived back to the apartment facilitates. He killed off the day's afternoon, hanging around his local neighborhood's tavern. His time there wasn't anything out of the ordinary; order a shake, receive his order, complain about poor service, finish his meal, observer the creepy lookin' customers, and then leave. Nothing more to it, but yeah, a typical day around here for him. The sun was going down, notifying once again darkness was soon to drape this one of a kind, vile village. Most of the time the sun wouldn't reveal itself during the daytime, but oddly when nighttime crept around the corner, the sun would briefly expose it's self and its bypassing. What a strange place, the Mist Village was.

Entering the front lobby of the facilitates, Sho manged to walk himself upstairs of the modern day, constructed building. He walked down the hallways making a loud 'clinging' noise throughout the in closed sheltered area. House keys twisting around his left index finger, causing this irritating 'clinging' sound. Making a small curve around the hallway's corner, that's when all hell broke lose.

"Ay, bra! What the freak are you doing? Get away from my door, dammit!"

Sho sprinted down the carpet hallway with great force. He spotted a middle-aged old man, near the outside area of his doorway. Now, some people would've known this man was just a post ninja, doing his regularly mailing routine. But Sho had this side to him, that would occasionally cause him to jump to conclusion without logically and fully thinking things it out. He grabbed the shoulders of this man, twisting his body to Sho's frontal positioned and slammed his sorry ass into the nearby hallway walls. It all happened in just the mere of seconds, in which caught the so called renounced 'postal ninja' off guard. Snatching the collar of the man, Sho brutally pressed the man's body against the wall's surface. "Talk now, asshole. Or suffer the consequences..." He said in a deep whisper, ole' so threatening. At the same time, he cocked one off his arm back and formed a tightly gripped fist. If this guy couldn't come up with a an good explanation, Sho was two seconds off of knocking his dude back into the last week.

"Wait, wait, wait! Please, young man control yourself! I'm only here to deliver an important message for." Slight shivering, the post ninja pulled out a letter from his back pocket. "You're Sho Meikiri, correct? Here take this." Sho glanced down towards the man's hand containing a letter. "Hmm..? He grabbed the letter from the postal ninja's hand, and gradually let lose the grasp of the man's shirt collar. "Fine, you pass. Now leave my presence before I change my mind." Sho flinched at the elder man, with an aggressive fashion. The postal man would take Sho's menacing words very likely, so he gave a general bow of respect and quickly left the building's permanence.

Minutes later, Sho was seated on top of his bed along with the recent letter suspiciously delivered to him. For a minute or two, he examined the strange red rose emblazoned on the written letter. This rose really caught the attention of the boy. It made him even more curious about the important memo. Then and there, he began to fully read and comprehend on the given letter. "Dear Kirinogakure Shinobi. As of the date of this writing, and the date you should be receiving and reading it, you have drafted into the recently formed Team Dokuro. At 2 AM, which is still 2 by the normal 24 hour clock as I understand it, I'll put up a signal that should be plainly visible from your homes. I expect to see you within the hour where the signal is, Gashadokuro is waiting.I'll Be Waiting, Shokobutsukon, Kakuhan."

With the completion of reading the letter to himself, Sho's eyes lit up in astonishment. "Wooh, wooh, wooh. Wait hold on. Did they say 2 A.M?!?" He looked back, and reread the note to be sure he correctly read the paper. "That's a load of bullshit..." He frowned and tossed the letter across the room, only causing it to gently float a few inches away from his bed. Lifting his body from the comfy bed, he carried himself into his bathroom. There he got himself situated and tidy up, seeing as nighttime was approaching.

- - - - - - Midnight - - - - - -

Slowly the priceless minutes flew by. No. The long night hours did. Completely naked under his soft sheets and laying on top of his bed, he stared out the window. It was midnight, and young Sho Meikiri so happily couldn’t find the urge to fall asleep. That same letter from late yesterday afternoon was soaking his mind up of curiosity. Why would they set the time, so late for this occasion? What exactly was this signal? Who is Gashadokuro? How could he or she write this letter, when the letter is clearly signed by another different individual? What does this all mean…? These questions trouble the young mind of the child.

Sho took a glimpse at his clock, nailed on the center position of the room’s wall. It read as 1:42 A.M. "No time to lounge around. I must find the meaning of all of this." With that said, Sho finally made his decision to accept the letter’s greeting and possible arrive for something big? Throwing the bed covers from off his body, Sho got dressed and prepared to head out late at night. Seventeen minutes passed, and he patiently waited for the hour hand to strike two.

Staring down the clock up on the wall, he begin to count. "3.. 2.. 1!" Quickly, Sho ran over to his window. There he caught a glimpse of the secretive calling sign in the sky. "Now..!" He said in a low pitch whispers. Opening up his room window, he purposely flew down to the outside dirt surface. He began to dash through the streets and into dark midnight of the Kirigakure. It was pretty difficult to find the designated gathering place in slight darkness, but Sho managed to arrive to the cemetery area. Already, he had regrets of choosing to come. A boneyard and at night? Come on man...

Entering the gates of the burial area, he heard a faint noise of water crashing or something of the sort. With his guard fully up, Sho’s curiosity, foolishly forced him to inspect this mysterious noise of liquid. What the hell would water be doing in a graveyard? Running for a good minute, Sho encountered a person in the distant. Being five meters away made it edgy to seek out this individual. Closer he crept towards this being, and he found out it was another boy. From Sho’s position and angle, this male’s back was facing him. "Aye You! What's going on here?!" He shouted in the direction of the gray hair colored boy, hoping to get his attention.

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"Don't act on my behalf Saya, I can handle things easily enough." Kakuhan said, discarding the umbrella with a thrust to the ground, the vines falling apart into a clump as he did so, not finding any further use for it to have a form. He looked out to see her atop some creature, it had a reptilian build but the feathers were unusual, he wasn't entirely sure what the creature was but it didn't matter. It was capable of using jutsu so it was likely to be a summoning, and he found it unusual that a Genin could muster the chakra to do such a thing. They weren't as impressive as his generation, but they were interesting none the less.

Kakuhan brought out his hand and held it flat, directing a stop of her motion, and with two fingers imitated a sheathing motion by pulling his wrist up and then down with the fingers pulled out. He could easily hear things like metal blades being drawn, she wasn't very keen on the stealthy part of being a shinobi. Kaku tilted his head back to look at the girl, "Just because you're favored at the moment doesn't mean you should carelessly throw out a man's name, I'll teach you to be a proper woman one of these days but for now the lesson should be committed to memory. Men speak and act for themselves."

With that said, and hoping the meaning was very clear, he stepped down from the stone with a swift drop. The attacker was one of the persons he'd chosen, and the one addressing him from behind was the other. Kakuhan determined it would be best to address the angsty attacker first, so with his eyes turned towards him he spoke. "When a man calls for a gathering he usual doesn't expect to be attacked, and your tactics aren't very good. From my position it would've been wiser to utilize a Doton technique underneath the tombstone I was standing on, thus making it less likely I could detect a threat. Thats assuming you can use Doton, if not then a wider area of attack would've helped. You'll need some combat training..."

Kakuhan turned to face the boy behind him, he wasn't much for wasting brain space on his first name, but he did know that he was from that delightful clan he'd heard so much about from the older researchers. They were, afterall, created from the labs of the village and they were very impressive creatures. It was this interest that drew him to call on him, but he was rather sharp with the attitude, he knew that already, but he just needed some incentive to be quiet. "You're a Meikiri, and from what I can judge you're not keen on respecting your elders, and I know you're probably one of the sort who isn't listening to a word I'm saying and you won't listen until you're quite sure that I'm the real deal."

He pressed a hand against his forehead, rubbing his eyebrows with his fingers, he'd obviously have to perform a show of force in order to get either of the two to calm down to a level at which he could speak with them. Kaku yawned, "I assume you two will want to test me and see if I'm really a shinobi worth your time, so go ahead I suppose, both of you can work together if you want. One second..."

Kakuhan reached into the rod at his side, grabbing two seeds from it and throwing to the ground while he made a single Mi handsign. One of the seeds quickly burst out to form a formation of black vines which rapidly shaped themselves into a gruesome looking spider, with the other emerged with white vines that formed into a larger beast that resembled a predatory canine. He raised his hands and green vines pulsing with chakra emerged, inserting themselves into the puppets he'd summoned to the field, though they hardly looked a thing like the average puppet and so he'd have to clarify. "I'm a Kugutsu user, you'll have to forgive me taking time to set myself up."

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[Gray hair, not blue...]

As the blast of water went towards its target, someone else intervened, sending out a strange wind projectile. Since Marcus had the element of Fuuton as well, he recognized the attack at the first sight of it. Knowing about its power, he was not surprised with the result of his failed attack. But, more importantly, the young boy was interested in the person who made the attack. With a swift movement he turned towards the direction from which the wind attack came, trying to spot who ever was behind it. But, all that he could see were the movements of the branches on top of an tree, where someone was probably hidden. First thing which crossed his mind was: GHOST. But that was not possible, ghosts and spirits do not exist....Or do they??

Before he could thing all of that out, Marcus noticed another person showing up at the graveyard. It was another boy just like him, appears to be the same age and Rank, so he was probably one of the members of his new team. Well, this one appeared to be kinda loud and egoistic, quite strange looking as well. Oh well, you can not judge a person by his or her first appearance. Who knows, maybe this guy was some really smart and nice person. Or maybe he was, like Marcus thought of before, really egoistic and loud. Ether way, he decided to answer him, just to see what will happen afterwards. With a calm voice he spoke, saying: "Nothing?? I thought that the dude besides the tomb stone was a ghost or a demon, so I decided to check it out. But someone stopped me."

But then, out of a sudden, the man who was about to get soaked by the water attack started to talk. It seemed that Marcus did make a mistake and attacked his new sensei. Before he could think of some lame excuse, he noticed that the older man was taking some interest at the person behind the trees, the one who stopped his attack with the wind technique. Not to mention, it appeared that she was a girl actually, and that the older Jounin took interest into her more than the other two. That was quite expected, each sensei had a favorite student, one who is most gifted and who he/she resembles. So, if that little theory was true, the girl which was obliviously coming closer due to the words spoken by the Jounin, she was probably quite similar to their sensei.

Eventually, well it was quite sudden, the older man turned towards Marcus. After their eyes met, the young boy quickly bent his head a little down, not looking at him. This was due to respect and fear of what the man was about to say. But, it was not so harsh at he thought, the younin only gave him a couple advices and some rather short lecture. Due to that, the young Marcus rose his head again, looking at the man directly. Then, with a shy and not so confident voice he spoke, saying: "I am not so good at fighting Sir, since I spent most of my time learning the art of Medical Ninjutsu. So i do hope that you could help me with that....Thank you." After saying that he bowed his head as a sing of respect, rosing it up afterwards.

After the man addressed to him, he turned towards the other boy, starting to mention his clan and the over all situation. It seemed that he was completely right about him, who would have guessed. Anyways, after having a rather small chat with all three of them, the jounin started to talk again, addressing to all of them, or just Marcus and the other boy. It seemed that he thought this past events as a sing of them thinking of him as someone weak. Well, that was a totally wrong judgmen if he was thinking of Marcus, who just wanted to check if he was a ghost or a real person. But, since his sensei already used some strange seeds, it seemed that he will now have to fight.

"Ok.." Marcus responded with a gentle voice. After saying that, he used his right hand to take out something from his pocket, hopping that he took a smoke bomb. Even though he was nervous, the young boy actually managed to take out the correct item, so that made him have at least a little more hope with this. Then, with the smoke bomb in his hand, he decided to throw it in front of him. This way, he will gain the element of surprise, that could help a little. Well, this battle seemed to start out quite interesting, as they young Marcus attempted to throw the smoke bomb as planned.

But, as he was throwing it, by an accident, Marcus actually dropped the smoke bomb. Instead of cowering the place in front of him with smoke, he cowered the area where he was. With the sudden explosion of the smoke bomb, the young Marcus inhaled to much of it, fainting quite quickly. With the smoke gone, Marcus was on the ground, with his eyes rolling around in circles.

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Saya slinks slowly closer to the group of gathering Kiri. She moves behind trees and tombstones, sticking to the numerous shadows until she's gotten herself nice and close. She lingers on the group's periphery, listening the the jounin with a smirk. She'd barely whispered his name to her dinosaur and he'd heard her? Curses, but that man has fine ears. At least she'd had the advantage of being picked out by a talented and deadly jounin.

She was just about to expose herself, to walk from beneath the shadows and from behind a large square grave marker, however the sudden plume of smoke caught her off guard. She wasn't exactly expecting there to be a fight, even if she'd come here carrying a small arsenal on her. In her mind she had barely brought any weapons with her, only her few kunai and shurikens, her katana and her kusari-gama. She wore her steel bracers and plated boots, but was exposed without her cloak or mask. She wouldn't even be too suprised if Sho didn't recognise her without all her armor.

The ninja girl waits patiently as the smoke begins to clear, and see's no others jumping to slash into the sudden smoke. Seems the other boy was lucky the gathered ninja weren't the type to just blast first, and ask questions second. Figuring this was not going to crumble down to a rowdy street fight, Saya takes advantage of the smoke as a distraction, and moves quickly. In the blink of an eye she jumps forward, streaking the short distance left at almost untraceable speeds. When the sudden shunshin jutsu has completed itself, she'd be resting on the other side of the group, sitting atop a short tombstone.

She grins and remains quiet, slowly swinging her legs back and forth from her perch as she waits to be noticed. The soft clicks of her boots impacting the stone slab beneath her should give her away, depending on how aware her new team mates were. Until she's noticed she just remains quiet, not really much of a talker, herself. Her hand still rests against the slender handle of her fine katana, though thankfully she wouldn't need it.

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Age : 30 Posts : 42

- Sho Meikiri's dialogue
- Kakuhan Shokobutsukon's dialogue

"A man beside a tombstone. Where..?" He inquired to himself. Sho would rise his head, and squint his eyes. Only to retain a better view of the so called dude in the far distant near, and along a tombstone. Then unexpectedly, in came this same man from the isolated dark shadows. Now it was much more clearer to analyze, and gaze upon this unknown dark blue haired male. Sho had a small itch, that maybe this man was Gashadokuro or this strange Shokobutsukon, Kakuhan? Taking the logical path, it may have perhaps been Mr. Shokobutsukon. Thinking back, he remembered how the letter was written. It was probably scripted with two different names, just to fool the individual reading it. Some kind of trick, who knew? Only time would expose the truth behind this little mystery.

Only hoping to gain knowledge from the fresh new encounter, Sho listened with full attention. Normally he wouldn't sit around listening to folks stating to what were on their delicate minds, but he wasn't in the position to be acting picky. This man's precious words were like gold to him. Precisely listening to each and ever world delivered out from the man's voice box of a mouth, the young man's attention was suddenly directed from a particular statement. "When a man calls for a gathering he usual doesn't expect to be attacked, and your tactics aren't very good." At that exact moment, Sho's brain rapidly carried out messages to his mind. "Ah...ha! I've got you now, you slick devil. You must be Kakuhan Shokobutsukon..." Thinking among himself, he had a slim chance of this theory being correct. He couldn't go on just that plain comment, but wait for this man to foolishly expose himself on his own doing.

Sho stared back into the eyes of the man, seeing as he was on the verge of speaking. "You're a Meikiri, and from what I can judge you're not keen on respecting your elders, and I know you're probably one of the sort who isn't listening to a word I'm saying and you won't listen until you're quite sure that I'm the real deal." And that's when it all strucked him. "Yep, that's him. If he knows my sir name, he had to be the one who wrote that letter. He truly has to be this Kakuhan Shokobutsukon!" Sho formed a bombastic type smirk, knowing he himself had the real identity of the man inches aside from the large gravestone.

His guard still up, he watched the man reach for something of the sort from his back pocket. Being in an area concealed in slight darkness, it was difficult to make out of what this object the man pulled out. The object must've been incredibly small. It sort of appeared like he drew out thin air from his waist side. Weird. As soon the man threw these unknown substances from his hand, formed two animal/alien like species. One was a knock off of a spider or tarantula and other was something else. Probably a horned beast. It wouldn't be of importance, since both looked like 'out of the this world' freaks.

Sho couldn't hold it back, any further. These puppets? No, these creatures really imitated the young shinobi. Taking the correct safety measures, he reached for a kunia inside his back side pouch. Inserting his right index finger into the butt and hole of the kunia, he steadily began twisting the kunia near the section of his shoulder. He would nod at the man, notifying he accepted his challenge of pride. This sure was going to be one hell of a ride. He hoped to make it out alive and all in one peace. But, there was no assurance in a life of a full-fledged shinobi.

Looking at his young comrade in front, Sho wanted to be aware that he also accepted the challenge given by man, and not punk out like some wuss. Well this boy did approve of the test, but idiotically he made a fool of himself. On top of that, the damn battle didn't even commence yet, and his teammate already screwed up. Unfortunately the retard dropped a smoke grenade in his own area, and not at the enemy. Sho slapped the palm of his hand against his own forehand, in response of the boy's unwisely action. "Dummy...!" He shouted and shook his head in disappointment. "I reallllly hope that was a part of his clever plan. I know he said that he wasn't the best at combat, but he just made himself look like a dumbass. Combat or not." He shrugged his shoulders in a careless fashion, looking over at the smoke a few meters away. "Well...it's all up me, now." He let out a small faint sneer and caught the same kunai he was currently twirling on his index finger, within his hand.

Sho was on the verge of going to war with the man, and there was no turning back now. He stared at both sinister looking puppets. A duo of ugly fuckers, they were. Cocking his arm back, he threw the single kunai within his right hand towards both puppets. This only a diversion to go assist the boy who so foolishly knocked himself unconscious. As the blade slashed through mid-air, Sho ran over in the direction of the boy, and would grab the back collar of his shirt. If this succeeded, he would drag the boy across the boneyard and lie him behind Sho himself, and away from harm's way. So it seemed. This was strange behavior for Sho Meikiri to carry out. He usually had the persona to souly think about himself, and let others rot and fed for themselves. But he couldn't just let the poor fella, go out without a fair fight. On the contrary, the boy already done himself justice. Kneeling down towards the body of the unlucky boy, Sho would gently tap the cheeks of the kid. He hoped maybe this would snap him back into reality.

"Aye dude. Wake up, wake up." At the same he glanced at the corner of his eyes, assuming the enemy wasn't planning a surprise attack on them. They were about six meters apart from the foes. Sho arose himself from the ground and conjoined both of his hands together. "Stick to my side kid, it's gonna get pretty foggy out here." He informed the boy laying dazed on the ground. "Ninja Art: Mist Expulsion." He whispering to himself the jutsu fully activated, and a fifty foot mist formed from the thin cool night air.

The jutsu would envelop the nearby surrounding with a (50ft x 50ft) light mist. The foggy technique allowed the visibility of two meters (6ft.), ahead and behind themselves. Purposely Sho made a light and pale mist and not a heavy condensed one, only ensuring if the boy woke up, he wouldn't become dispelled or lost in the mist. "Here I come bitches..." He thought quietly to himself, while gazing and focusing on the front area of the mist ahead.

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Quote :: Name: Mist Expulsion
Type: Ninjutsu
Rank: D
Element: Suiton (Mist)
Description: The user is able to create mist from seemingly thin air by condensing the water molecules into it and creating mist out of them. Naturally, this jutsu does not function where there is no water in the air and thus is very dependent on location. Unlike with the standard mist creating jutsu, this is second nature to a clan member and is much more effective.

This jutsu can create 15ft of mist, even in an arid location like Suna, 25ft in a tolerable atmosphere like Konoha, and 50ft in a very suitable environment such as Kiri. This jutsu, in of itself, does not consume very much chakra because it is so basic for the clan members to use.

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Kakuhan put a hand to his head and sighed audibly, what use was a shinobi if he couldn't even make proper use of his tools, he'd definitely take some work. He himself wasn't much for use with simple tools, he was accustomed to more complicated ones, but he did know how to properly use them. They were definitely an unusual village, permitting students like that to come out of the academy and graduate. The other had a bit more mind, but throwing a kunai like that wasn't going to accomplish much of anything, and Kaku wasn't interested in losing time to it. "I've got this."

With as much regard for the weapon as an infant would have for grabbing an insect Kakuhan presented the back of his hand to the kunai, allowing it to strike and embedded. It didn't bother him very much, the pain was far too small for him to bother. The Meikiri had run into the smoke created by the other boy's failure and then seen fit to add to the visual hindrances with mist, as he expected. The boy was too young to be a threat to him, however, he couldn't fully harness the true power of the clan until he was more experienced, and he wondered if the Genin in question was aware of how far that power would extend if he lived that long. They were both artificially created weapons, but Kakuhan had far more time to sharpen himself than the boy did.

"Your first lesson, your body is nothing but a shell, its replaceable, don't bother if it gets hurt and it won't hinder your combat ability to take the hit." Kakuhan spoke as he looked out into the mist, the smoke was in the way but the mist was too thin for him to be bothered by it, but it was still liquid in the air, and that would work out swimmingly. If he needed to, he'd simply burn them alive with a little sulfur, as Saya was familiar with, but he would like to keep them in tact.

"My little dokuro need to remember their lessons in the academy, try to strike me where I seem weakest and when I seem weakest. You must know a little something about Kugutsu, use it to your advantage or you're not going to make it very long." Kakuhan raised a hand, moving a few fingers up and moving the attached strings along with it, causing the corpse spider's hairs to stick out like porcupine quills. "Oh, and I'm a poor sport at 'find-the-target' so I cheat and just hit everything."

Kakuhan didn't bother moving out of the radius of attack, he was perfectly capable of handling his own poison, as was Saya though she was probably unaware of it, and the spider 's hairs were released in a simultaneous burst of thousands of hairs that were shot around at high speeds that even shinobi of his own level had little chance to escape. The senbon struck him, Kakuhan having shielded his body with his arms and crouching so that there was no room to penetrate elsewhere. The internal vines worked, slicing open his veins which made the wound appear much more serious than it was because it bleed so heavily.

He pulled himself back up and begin to individually pluck out the senbon that'd become so attached to his flesh, waiting for the thump of a body on the ground or a very angry retaliation. Kakuhan specialized in that sort of attack, area attacks, since he was more resilient than the average shinobi against such threats even if he was in their radius of attack, and he often was. He called out into the mist, "Do you need a medic?"

Kaku chuckled at his own joke and went back to pulling the needles out of him.

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(I am little busy with my private life at the moment....school started and all....so this is gonna be really short....)

With the pull from behind his back tightening the collar of his shirt, the smoke was expelled, bringing Marcus back to the center of the fight. He was quite surprised, not knowing what just happened, or why was the other shinobi pulling him. By simply rosing both of his legs a little, quickly smashing them into the ground afterwards, the young man jumped into the air. By doing so, he dragged the hand of the other man, since he was making a jump over him and he was still holding the collar. By the force used so suddenly, the man would have to let go of the shirt, so Marcus would have landed on the ground behind the other mist shinobi.

With his new position ready, the young boy noticed everything which happened: the appearance of the third member of his squad and the formation of the mist. After making his little play ground, he said something else, which made Marcus quite mad. It was the middle of the night, spotting anything at that moment sure was hard. Now, with the mist, it was even harder. He was just about to start shouting at the other Genin, as out of a sudden, their sensei started to talk. With his voice gone again, something else could be heard, something which was coming right at them.

"Incoming....", the young Marcus shouted, as he quickly started running away. Before the needles could reach the area where he was, the young boy reached a tree which was right behind him. Moving quite quickly, he hid behind the tree, closing his eyes, hopping that it will work. Due to its size, the tree would be large enough to prevent the attack from reaching the young Marcus, so he was safe. But, he could not say the same thing for his team mates. Stopping the thoughts about waht happened to them was quite hard, he had to see it with his own two eyes. But, before that, payback was more important.

With a calm and relaxed voice the boy started to speak again, saying: "Sensei...you attacked us with a quite deadly attack...Are you insane?? Well, you do not have to answer that. But, payback will come." With those words spoken, he quickly closed his hands together, starting to form a set of hand seals. While doing them, he tried to judge the situation out there quite calmly and as best as possible, trying to make a strategy or a plan of some kind. Hopefully, it will work....

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Saya yawns quietly, watching the ensuing combat with a notable lack of interest. The two genin didn't stand a chance against the Jounin, but her disinterest was an act. Inside, Saya is watching with great interest as her new team mates make a demonstration of what they're capable of of. From the begining it seemed like they were both the defensive type, which was just fine by her. Her feet continue to sway back and forth, bouncing off the tombstone she was seated on in a steady and slow rhythm.

She keeps close watch on the fighting styles used by both of them, and also a look out for an opening of her own as well. Two genin certainly had no chance in combat, and it was likely neither did 3, but once she joined in, maybe the team could win. Besides, no doubt her team mates also wanted to see what Saya was capable of.

For now Saya just waits, yawns, and watches the fight with feigned disinterest. She keeps her eyes opened for any attacks coming at her, but with her position behind the fight, she was pretty sure she'd be safe where she was.

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Yeah okay. Maybe creating a mist wasn't the brightest ideas during this particular heated situation. Obviously Sho's tactic didn't plan out well to his own standards, and so it would back fire on his sorry little ass. Like literally. He overheard yelling coming from behind his shoulders. The person behind the loud sudden burst of shouting came from the same retarded from earlier. You know. The one who so foolishly knocked his own self out by improper skills and talents of wielding basic ninja tools. Almost a real dumbass in the making.

Hearing the loud shout of insurance from the retard, Sho could as well pick up faints objects shredding through the winds of the mist. There things weren’t ordinary objects, but instead were metal tinted senbons. Hundreds and probably thousands of these suckers. And majority were aimed towards the direction of Sho and Mr.Clumsy behind him. Seeing as these devil created weapons of senbons were on the verge of annihilating and possible ending the career of both rookie shinobis, Sho took the quickest and safest protection among his limited arsenal. He quickly reversed his frontal body area to the opposite approach of the incoming senbons, and plummeted on top of the cold mucky ground. He shielded his arms over his head, always wary about the most important lethal and non-lethal external and internal body injures.

Nearly stuffing his face into the ground, Sho had a lower possibility of the senbons fracturing his skull and then piercing his brain. A possible crucial mistake that couldn’t be taken lightly. Maybe his upper boy area was protected by the potential injury, but sadly not his bottom. The current somewhat kneeling position of Sho’s body, left his little bo-tooite suspended in the air, and on the front line of the deadly senbons. This is when it got awkward and painful at same moment of time.

On sudden impact, the randomized soaring senbons launched one and half inches down each buttcheek of the victimize Genin. "Aarrrrgh!!!" Sho screamed in agony, feeling a sharp, pitching, throbbing sensation. The pained carried up his spinal cords and back down into the area of his little behind. On Brightside, only about sex to ten senbons reached the entire body of boy, but there were enough to cause loud moans and groans of grieving. Sho’s distracting of pain caused him to lose focus of maintain the mist, in which gradually died out as minutes ticked by.

To some extent, it was difficult to hear the words spoken by both individuals. But, Sho did managed to catch and overheard a smartass comment stated by the alleged Kakuhan. He inquired if both young male trainees needed a medic. Luckily, Sho’s comrade wasn’t in the need of a medic since he so happily made it out the rain of poisonous senbons. But on the other hand, the boy couldn’t come up with the wits of throwing a basic smoke bomb. A strange fella, that boy was. Still remained on the ground, Sho banged his fist in misery and distress. Hopefully, there was a medic in the nearby surroundings and Kaku wasn’t 'bullshiting' about requiring medical attention to the battle scene. "Hurry up, bastard! Remove these needles out my ass, stat!"

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"Am I insane? No, I'm very sane." Kakuhan retorted to the Genin who apparently had never seen a real shinobi in combat, never smelled the dust in the air tinged with sweat and blood, never even felt his flesh cut by a blade. Of course he was only playing, if he'd wanted they'd have all been burned enough to require a skin graft, his poison was completely manageable even if it was fast acting. "If I were to use basic weapons, you would get too comfortable, you'd assume that was all a shinobi could do, things at your level. We're not all at your level, there are weapons that were yanked up from the depths of mountains that could wipe the features off your face and not leave a mark. There are jutsu that can tear your very soul from your body and consume it. Yet you complain about a few poisoned senbon."

"In this environment, I can control how much danger you're in,life won't be like that." He continued, the other one hadn't quite given up yet, or at least he didn't hear a sign of it in his voice, rather he sounded like he was intending on continuing. That would be a slight problem but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle, dealing with one boy while he fought the other. He didn't even see much of a need for the puppets, and he realized that they overkill for his students anyhow, they weren't strong enough to take on a puppet alone, let alone its manipulator and another one.

"But lets try to even out the odds then I suppose." Kakuhan reached out his hand and the vines that compromised the two creatures began to wrap into themselves and quickly crush themselves back into a seedling form before he scooped them up and placed them inside of his rod again. The strings, however, remained and Kaku struck his hand against the cloth that hung from one his arms, drawing a smear of blood across it. With a small puff of smoke the hand which showed off the bright vines also held a set of human eyeballs. He didn't want to be caught off-guard after all.

Kakuhan pressed the eyes against his palm and swiftly shoved them between his lips. The smucking noise as they went on was followed by the grotesque sound of churning flesh as the ingested eyes made their way to the back of his head and emerged, blinking a few times before gazing about. They'd be impossible to see without being behind him, so he wasn't too worried about scaring the students, besides, they needed to be scared.

He moved over to the injured Meikiri, so much for what he'd heard, he was expecting for the little thing to at least try to choke him with the mist all around but instead he'd succeeded in being speared in the behind by senbon. Obviously he was too young to even make a wall of solid mist to protect himself, but he was fairly certain even the younger ones could do that, it was a simple skill. The senbon probably wouldn't have been stopped by something so basic but it would've helped. Kakuhan's kugutsu strings moved from his fingertips as he came over, the vines wrapping around the senbon and yanking them out as he moved his hands to command the strings. "You should've used Kawarmi." He scolded.

Kakuhan reached into a back pocket and pulled out a small vial, taking off the topper with his teeth and handing it to the Genin. "The poison is designed to take out your bodily fluids and dehydrate you, in your case thats not really very easy, I'd drink this and absorb the mist into your body to dilute it. It'll halt the spread, not that its a lethal poison but the side-effects aren't desirable, you're ass will feel like its ablaze. Yes, I'm a doctor."

While attending to his patient Kaku's other set of eyes were searching the area, waiting for a sign of movement in order to pounce on the other student who was still hiding from him, trying to prolong this little test.

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Behind the tree where he was hidden, the young Marcus heard the answer from his sensei, which seemed to be quite serious. This ened up to be more serios than this youngster could ever imagine. He knew that his sensei was some though ninja, who wanted to teach them important fact which a ninja needed to know. But, this was just brutal. Using what it appeared to be deadly attacks, just to teach them how he will not go easy on them. That was just, nasty and pure evil. This Jounin seemed to be a person who does not joke, or does some bonding on missions with his students. The training which they were about to face will probably be really though.

Out of a sudden, Marcus started to move, moving his head out towards the battle area. He wanted to see what did happen to his team mate and what was their sensei doing. What he saw sure surprised him. The other genin was actually hit by some of the senbons, having poison enter his body. This sure was a bad thing, he needed help. Well, Marcus was a medical ninja, so he could be the right person for the job. Well that was, until their sensei came up to the other genin, telling him how he should fix the poison problem. This might be the only chance Marcus will ever have, he was so close to his target. Close enough to make an attack which may make a wound on his sensei.

By the time when the older man approached the Genin, who was wounded by the attack, Marcus was finished by a set of hand seals which he started to perform a while ago. They were formed for a simple Water Technique, which the young boy needed to use in order to continue with his plan. As he gathered chakra for the jutsu, Marcus ran it trough the ground, gathering it behind and all around his sensei. Out of a sudden, water bubbles started to emerge from the ground. They started to surround the man, not letting any way out of it. But, this was only a medium for a other technique which he planed to perform next.

Noticing the uprise of the bubbles, Marcus knew that his jutsu was made successfully, so he quickly gathered his hands together to form a new hand seal. The one which he made now was a Tiger hand seal, mostly used for Fire Techniques. But, Marcus planned to use something quite opposite, his technique was water based. With the hand seal made, out of a sudden, the bubbles started to gather into larger bodies of water all around the older man. A second later, they formed 4 figures all around the Jounin, each looking just like the young boy Marcus.

Yes, it was an Water Clone Technique, one of the trickiest water techniques. Now, the older man was surrounded by four clones, each armed with a weapon of their choice. The clone to his senseis left started to form a set of his own hand seals, while the other three each prepared a kunai in their right hand, gripping it with an hard grip. They were prepared for combat, waiting for their target to make the first move. Each of them was eager to fight and they were ready to react in any situation they end up, so Marcus hopped that one of them would make a hit on the older man just to prove that he has some fighting spirit.

At that time, from behind the tree, a voice could be heard. It was the voice of the young Marcus, who spoke this words: "Clones, use formation Alpha if he moves." After he said those words, Marcus knew that his sensei knew the location at which he was, so he quickly jumped backwards. The location where he ended up was a tee branch, on a tree exactly half a meter away from the tree where he was hiding. From there, he watched the fight to unfold.

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Saya continues to watch the battle with feigned disinterest. One genin was already down, and if things didn't turn around, she wouldn't even be able to join in. Silently she prays Sho is just faking it, and trying to lure the jounin off guard for a moment, but those senbon certainly looked uncomfortable. His flailing on the ground had done nothing to stop the jutsu, however he'd taken the brunt of it and was still standing.. .. sort of.

On the other hand, she can't help but smirk at the appearance of clones. At least they'd prolong the battle.. however. The Jounin had already demonstrated his talent for covering areas with damage, and dispatching of a group of weak clones was easy if they could all be struck in one jutsu. Certainly there was a better offensive strategy that could be employed against a skilled shinobi like Kakuhan.

Saya continues to just sit there and wait, acting much like this combat doesn't interested her. She'd already fought the jounin herself, though was already out of chakra when she did. She'd like another chance to get a sneak attack in, as she was denied that chance last time. She'd already settled on her weapon of choice for the assault, and now just waited for a proper opening for her assault. It certainly wouldn't be now. No doubt Kaku was on his guard approaching the seemingly fallen Genin.

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He grunted by the removal of the senbons from his lower backside. Sho was temporarily buried in aching pain, and didn't need the douse of mocking comments stated from Kakuhan. What a great mentor, this Kakuha he was turning out to be. A real jackass. He offred the grieving child a strange supplement, and informed this was his savior of between life n' death, from the poison injected inside his bottom tush. With an haste movement of the head, Sho nodded, acknowledging and fully understanding the necessary steps of taking and using the medication. With a slow pace, he took hold of the vial from the hands' of Kaku.

Meanwhile as Sho was re-energizing and reducing the fatal poison from this ass along with the painful side-effect of the antidote, his comrade was cleverly conjuring a well thought out plan to sip side the motion of battle and get back at their enemy. Sho noticed abnormal sizes of blue watery bubbles coming forth, and throughout the nearby ground surface. The renounced bubbles simmered into four liquidize clones of the retard. Oh great. If one dumbass wasn't enough, why in the hell would four be appropriate for this matter. If this boy couldn't properly handle a simple smoke bomb, then who would know about his talents of wielding close combat weapons. Truthfully, Sho had concerns about each of the clones. He was surrounded by four clones supposedly copied by a moron. Anything could've jumped off at the moment, for the good or for bad.

Being once more back to his regular chakra levels, Sho arose from the ground with caution. "Just hold on there, buddy." He directed his hands towards the clones in a wary fashion. "Think before y'all do something stupid..... again." As Sho spoke in a fairly composed voice, he knew this only an act, and merely gave him a quick time to momentarily stall. Probably unsuspected, he generated the small remaining amount of mist around his own hand, opposite and out the view of Kakuhan. As the mist quietly swirled and then solidify around the hand of the young Genin, Sho would glare at Kakuhan from the corners of his eyes. He held of a structure, resembling a normal large kitchen knife made from the surrounding mist within the grasp of his hand.

"Time to end this shit" He muttered to himself with a faint devilish smirk. With enough force, Sho would lunged the 'mist-created' blade at the face of man. If succeed, he would have made a large gash below the eye right of their young-age wised mentor. The sudden strike could've perhaps left Kakuhan's facial area with a bloody, line mark down his face. After delivering the blow, Sho leaped a few feet back from the presence of the enemy. He stood along the area of the clones summoned by his so called retard of a teammate. "Don't panic now, just let the pain take over your body. It's all in our mind, riiight? How'd that saying go again?" He asked in a rhetorical manner. "Your body is nothing but a shell, its replaceable, don't bother if it gets hurt and it won't hinder your combat ability to take the hit." Sho gave back a chuckle of 'his' own at their assuming injured... Sensei?

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Quote :: Name: Kiri - (Mist Weapon)
Type: Ninjutsu
Rank: C
Element: Suiton (Mist)
Description: The user causes mist to solidify around their hand and become a usable weapon of a time the user is proficient with or can use. This a favorite of the clan and weapons created like this can be broken into mist in partial amounts, aiding with hitting opponents, and can retain a hardness similar to metal when solid. The jutsu sees heavy employment and is thus known by most, if not all, clan members.

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Oh he'd expected for the other one to act, and his vauge suspicion of counter-attack from the little Meikiri wasn't anything he was acting on because he intended for it to happen, even if he wasn't sure he'd do it. They needed to hurt him or he'd never be able to show them the power he was so fond of. With the blade of mist cutting down he threw up his arm to allow it to cut there rather than bother his eyesight, he'd given him fair enough warning while he created it, Kaku wasn't stupid, mist flowed one way and gathering it one place meant something was being done with it. Besides, human reactions would enable him to throw his arm up anyhow.

The butcher knife blade cut into his flesh and caused a spurt of crimson blood but it was of little concern to him, the only thing he needed to worry about was the potential for the child to use that blood for his secret clan jutsu, but he didn't think that would be enough for him to do much of anything with. It was too light of a wound and didn't produce much blood. He caught on fairly quickly though, even if he hadn't learned a thing so far that he noticed. "Don't recite until you've learned."

The water clones around him, as he assumed they were since his body hadn't reacted to it as a Genjutsu, were a trivial matter to handle, but he waited for the Meikiri to get back on the ground before he acted on it, if he fired in midair there would be little way for him to dodge it and he didn't want to damage them too much. Kakuhan remain composed allowing the blood to drip with a hand over his eye, speaking to his students while making the sign of the cross over his body. "In the name of God, the impure souls of the living dead will be banished into eternal damnation. Amen."

Thorns erupted out of his body, his nerves being rapidly numbed to prevent the surge of pain as they did so and fired out at every angle from himself, threatening to puncture the clones and revert them to liquid, and threatening to Meikiri's health as well. Head wounds were a pain for him to recover, especially his eye, since his parasite couldn't replace things as complicated as a human eye, but his arm was another story. The green thorned vines emerged from his body and Kaku raised his hand to be visible as his flesh stitched itself back together and he twisted his arm around to crack his shoulder. "Much better."

Kakuhan continued by cracking his neck with his hand against it and then looked back the Genin before him, this one was interesting, he supposed it was time he stopped playing with them but he just couldn't bring himself to bring his puppets back out when it was so much better to get to know them in person. You knew the man you fought and killed better than you know your best friend, the blows just spoke for themselves.

He gestured back at Saya who was sitting around, "Come now, you don't want to play too? You can even pick your own side, just give me a second..." With his arm still raised thorns emerged from the tips of his fingers, growing out until they resembled claws and Kaku dashed at the Meikiri in front of him with high force and high speed, bringing his hand down in a sweep to tear at his arm. This kind of maneuver was easy enough to get off the way of, his defensive techniques should suffice, but the thorns might've left him off guard, he wasn't sure how quickly he could react to attacks.

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The water clones and Marcus were surprised by the act performed by the Jounin. This man seemed to be extremely powerful when it came to offense and defense. At one hand, it seemed quite impossible to make a wound which he can not heal from. While on the other hand, it was even harder to even make a wound in the first place. Even so, the older man was still a type of person who liked to show his powers, letting the other Genin catch him by a surprise. Their sensei was probably full aware of all of their attacks. But even so, he allowed some to hit him, just so he could show signs of incredible regeneration. If he was a normal guy, Marcus would just say that their sensei is an Emo, a person who likes to hurt himself. But now, he was not so sure, he considered him to be ether way too confident or way too smart.

Ether way, the time for formation Alpha has came, that may work. Even if it failed, it would not be so important, at least then Marcus would knew that he at least tried. Anyways, with the thorns coming out, Marcus quickly added one hand seal, using a Water technique, which was formed right beneath his sensei. This could not be spotted by regular shinobi without any X-Ray type of vision or some strange sensory ability. But, underneath the ground, a underground river formed after Marcus made the hand seal for it. A unique Jutsu called Waterfall Basin Technique. Mostly, shinobi used to form a river over the ground with a combination of earth and water techniques to create a waterfall or a source for further usage of water jutsus. But Marcus had some other plans.

When he made the hand seal for the river to form from the underground water supplies, Marcus added a couple more quick hand seals for the sam technique as before, which caused this water to come out trough the ground, in the shape of even larger bubbles, all appearing around the jounin. The good old Sky and Water Convergence Technique. It was also crucial for what followed. Like mentioned before, one of the clones formed a set of hand seals on his own, while other had kunai in their hands. Well, that one clone moved backwards, saving himself and letting the other ones to turn into water. Even so, their sacrifice was not invade, as the water from which they were formed was going to be used for a new water jutsu, one for defeating their sensei.

Out of a sudden, from all the water which was created and brought out around the jounin, a sphere of water was formed. This sphere, or so called Water Prison, would completely cower the jounin and his thorns in a position in which they were unable to move. The water surrounding them would make it impossible to move and quite hard to breath. At that moment, the real Marcus would walk out from behind a tree, to his senseis left. The water clone, right after the formation of the sphere of water, it would place his arm into the water prison acting as a medium.

"When a person makes a huge and dumb mistake, other people tend to make conclusions about that person, thinking of him as an idiot or something. But, nobody ever stops to think about something - Wast that mistake planned or not? Well, in this case, it was planned. I am not dumb or anything, everything which I do has a purpose..." To say those words, Marcus used a calm and relaxed voice, like he was enjoying all of this. A gentle smile was on his face as he watched the out come of events happening. The amount of oxygen in the prison was getting smaller and smaller, suffocating the Jounin. Marcus was acting cool at the moment, but even so, he knew that he was out of chakra. One more Jutsu, and he would faint. Hopefully, this was enough to finish the battle, since the young Genin had no chakra left to continue this...

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My Copy/Paste is not working, so the descriptions were manually writen by me.....Since I did not have any time, they are really short and vague...

Please check the link to my character, the descriptions for the jutsus are there...

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(OOC: You're getting close to your chakra capacity, you're post should reflect that. If you weren't aware of the chakra limitations you can edit to use up less, but currently you should at least note in character that you're running dry on chakra, for realisms sake.

Chakra Pool = 7 C Rank
Violent Water Wave- 1/7
Shushin- 1.5/7
Water Clone- 2.5/7
Sky Water Convergence- 3.5/7
Water Prison- 4.5/7
Sky Water Convergence- 5.5/7
Waterfall Basin- 6.5/7)

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Saya laughs softly at the growing perdicament, unsure if she'd even need to join in after all. Marcus was doing pretty well at firing off a rapid successesion of jutsu, however he was wearing himself out quickly. She could already see the tell tale signs of fatigue, even if the battle had only just started. He was skillful and smart, but it seemed a little inexperienced. Still, the water shinobi had some obvious potential, likely even more than Saya did.

Egor, on the other hand, seemed to be lacking in talent, yet possessed the kinda heart her own family respected. Ahh yes, just a shell, fear no pain. These were mantras that Saya told herself constantly, and ones she also believed in. She quietly wonders what sort of Jutsu her other team mate possesses, if any, but she would be sure to find out in time.

In spite of her teachers invitation to join the fight, Saya continues to sit there and wait. Though her team mates likely wanted to see her fighting, she wasn't the sort to show off needlessly. The proper time still has not presented itself. She had only a few less than lethal weapons on her, and she didn't much want to just run Kaku through with her sword. Trapped in the water prison, he'd be easy enough to stab, but slaying fellow Kiri ninja was strongly against her ethical code. Heck, attacking the helpless, including those held in a water prison, was in general against her noble and honorable warrior code. So for now, she simply waits.

The idea that Kakuhan might be a clone himself sends Saya's eyes wandering. She scans the landscape, looking for other good hiding places, and even spotting kusamaru a way's away. If the large beast could hide in the trees, then no doubt a jounin could find a better one. She continues to scan her surroundings for any signs of movement or life, wondering just if this is Kakuhand they're all fighting after all.

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Finally, the turned tides and now perhaps young genins were pulling the strings of this battle. Their blows were affective, but it was pretty surprising that their sensei could endure lethal strikes and act as much as nothing happened. He noticed the bloody wound on the man’s arm, rejuvenated his flesh and skin back to their normal conditions. It seemed as like this feller was invulnerable to the imperilment of the outside world, and not a living soul could crucially harm him from the inside, out. But, those were only speculations. Even the strongest warriors had their own weak spots, and they were meant to be exposed for the truth.

Not an inch surprised, he noticed Kakuhan unleashing thorns from every angle of his body. This was obviously an maneuver to eliminate the four clones to which surrounded him and the area. As the prickly thorns gradually soared through the air and crept closer towards the child’s body, a quick almost sudden thought leaked from his mind. Uniting his hands together in a immediate burst, he directed the lasting sources of the foggy substance to curve from beneath the soles of his feet, and mask the entire frontal region of his body. No doubt this was one of the limited defensive mechanisms he attained within his arsenal, but it was surely going to save his ass this time around.

This small gimmick would've protected him from the incoming onslaught of the numerous amounts of thorns. Couldn’t their teacher just work on techniques that were pertaining to 'man to man' combat and less of this random, hit anything goes shit. Like on the real note, to some extant he placed everyone in danger including his own self. But, then again pain was an key ingredient of teaching others to sharpen their physical and mental wills. So in a way it was difficult to criticize Kakuhan’s more so brutal approach towards his young students of genins. Hate it or not, even in the long run learning to endure pain was going to be an essential part of their livelihoods.

"Damn. . . . this asshole never gives up." He watched as Kakuhan dashed towards him with immense speeds. Discharging the wall of dense mist, he had a charming plan to match the incoming downward attack of the menacing claw. Quickly he spread the gaps between his fingers, allowing the surrounding fog to shape his existing hand into a large claw of densify mist. He gestured his body in a cocked position, and aimed his newly hand-made weapon, in a upward motion of the incoming claw of Kaku. If successful this would’ve created a simultaneous action of both attacks causing each others claws to brace and clinch together. Sho stared into the eyes of his sensei with a livid expression. His chakra levels were running low, and trembling over the over bearing strength of this man wasn’t helping.

Jutsu(s) Preformed

Quote :: Name: Kiri - (Mist Wall)
Type: Ninjutsu
Rank: C
Element: Suiton (Mist)
Description: The user manipulates mist, causing it to sweep in front of them if their is limited mist, or to rapidly solidify if surrounded by mist, forming a thick wall of solid mist. The mist blocks attacks of a rank equal to its own but shatters into streams of mist if attacked by a higher ranked jutsu. Higher ranked weapons also cause it to disperse.

Name: Kiri - (Mist Claws)
Type: Ninjutsu
Rank: C
Element: Suiton (Mist)
Description: The user spreads out their fingers and mist forms around them, becoming a pair of solid claws that take their appearance as directed by the user upon the use of the jutsu. The claws can be strengthened beyond their normal strength by absorbing more mist. For every 10ft of mist added to the claws, they increase an effective rank, making these claws more deadly than the average jutsu.

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Oh so they could do something afterall, it was very interesting to see them throwing out an effort beyond that which he'd expected from these shinobi who seemed to be almost wholy incompetent. As his claws clashed with the boy's mist claws, Kakuhan pressed on with only enough force to keep the two locked. He'd blocked the projectile weapons, which was a good sign. "You're getting better already."

His brain was alerted to another threat however, as the eyes in the back of his head were watching bubbles appear around him, seemingly created from the water clones that he'd so recently destroyed. He still had chakra left? That was surprising, but they were both tiring and Kakuhan was in much better shape. Still, all this water was a threat to him, the Meikiri would have easy access to more mist, he'd be able to strengthen his claws and break the current hold. That wouldn't do, and he assumed the Genin had chosen to create this water for a purpose.

Kaku didn't like the water but he wasn't trying to win, if he'd wanted to do that then he could've already done it, no, the point was to earn their respect so that he could continue on further. Shushin or Kawami would've easily moved him out of the way, the water was visible while it formed, and that was all the time he needed, but there were better options to show his students. Rather than do that he pulled his claw out of the lock and folded his legs in a standard sitting position, making a few handsigns and holding the last one as he did so before the water formed around him, condensing about him like crushing steel.

"Oh you really do find new uses for water in this village..." He commented, a clone holding the sphere in place. He wondered how vital it was to the jutsu, maybe a constant chakra flow was needed to maintain it, that was likely, but it was also not very important to him. Kakuhan didn't want to act without warning them however, so he decided to bide his time for a little bit, smiling. "Now, before I do anything, what do you know about sulfur and how it reacts with water? If you do know something, I'd let the others know and I'd act on it."

"Medicinal Ninja Art: Sulfur Breath Jutsu." Kakuhan recited, adding the words in to give the students even more time than he'd given them while he spoke to back far away as a short stream of sulfur was released from the mouth, immediately reacting with the water around, turning into an explosive ball of flame that engulfed not on the water sphere but the clone, turning it all into nothing but hot air as Kakuhan remained amid it, the reaction took only an instant so he was relatively safe, though he'd burned himself fairly badly and incinerated portions of his clothes, his hair had been engulfed as well.

Kakuhan rose, grinding his teeth as his muscles refused to cooperate for a moment, and then crossed his arms, his flesh still obviously damaged and his body steaming from the attack he'd just inflicted on himself. "Are we finished now? I'll patch myself up and we can go again, but you'll die from chakra loss that way."

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As his plan was unfolding, the young Marcus knew that this strategy was way simple enough for a jounin like this man. But, even so, he had no other choices. This was the only plan which he could think of in the middle of an battle against someone so though. Any physical damage which they tried to make would heal, so it was no use. But, this attack was quite different, using water to surround and to suffocate the man was a quite good idea. If he were to get caught by it, there would be no escape. Well, that was at least what Marcus thought, before the even unfolded, revealing the result of his attack and the result of this whole fight.

With the attack finished, the eyes of the young man widened, as he spotted his sensei inside the prison. This was a quite incredible result. Who would have thought that on a person like this, a simple combination of water based jutsus would work so perfectly. It was too much for Marcus, he could not hesitate, the emotions caused by this had to come out. In a sudden outburst of laughter, the young man fell on the ground, happy and joyful. But, that would not last for long, as the jounin started to talk again. He mentioned something about sulfur. Since Marcus knew a Jutsu which used it to make a blast, he also knew the answer to that question. But why was the older man asking this question.

"It burns??" The boy answered with a calm and confused voice and expression on his face. Then, out of a sudden, that expression changed. Instead of being calm, Marcus was now up set. With this new shape on his face, the boy continued to talk, quickly saying: "It can`t be, you know....." Before he could even finish the sentence, some strange substance started coming from the older man. Noticing it, Marcus quickly hit the ground, knowing what would happen next. With the substance coming to an contact with water, it was quickly set on fire. Not only that the water prison was no more, the water clone was gone as well. All due to an quite simple medical technique.

Hearing the words which followed, Marcus rose his look up, looking directly at the eyes of his sensei. At this point of, this man was a God, nothing less and nothing more. Even though he wanted to have a second try, the young Marcus simply answered: "Not a chance Sir....You are simply way out of our league, there is no chance for us to beat you." While saying that, Marcus slowly started to get up, flapping his hands around to remove the dust off his clothes. A few moments, he was up and ready to listen to what was about to happen next.