Takeuchi Kaito
Jōnin - 上忍
Can you solve this?: The more you take away, the bigger it becomes.
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Post by Takeuchi Kaito on Sept 8, 2007 14:54:37 GMT -5
Relentless. That was a decent word to describe their combination of attacks, which seemed to be aimed at keeping him in tight quarters as to allow them a chance to strike more effectively. It was a smart tactic, yes, but the concept fell apart if the enemy was able to avoid their attacks. As a team, these two were a good pair. All they really needed was a ranged fighter or possibly a support member, and they would be set. Regardless, the two had already surpassed Kaito's original expectations of them being idiotic kids that didn't know the first thing about fighting. Though, from what he's seen thus far that couldn't have been farther from the truth.
"Dammit...," he cursed to himself as the small barrage of kunai sailed through the air towards him. He swore not because of the attack, but rather of what the attack was forcing him to do. Not feeling like examining the exact trajectory of each individual kunai thrown at him so that he could skillfully fling a single kunai of his own, and knock down each of the offending weapons. No, he was feeling much to lazy to do something as extraordinary as that - despite how cool it might have been. Instead, he simply readjusted his stance, his legs now parallel to each other. He would snap his arms forward which caused his sleeves to roll back some, and then the wire-esque hairs would extend from both of their bands on his forearms. The hairs extended and slashed wildly infront of Kaito, cleaving through the kunai repeatedly - leaving only fragments in their wake. However, before Kinezumi could get caught up within the wild flurry of slashing hairs Kaito called it back, wrapping tightly around his forearm once again. Returning to back to his previous stance Kaito waited to see what Kinezumi would do. Would he continue his rush, or possibly try something new? He'd simply have to wait to find out.
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Post by Kinezumi on Sept 8, 2007 16:52:04 GMT -5
The sounds of his footsteps, one after the other, he was approaching fast. The momentous shrieks of the wires cutting through the kunai, it easily caused hesitation in his footing, but when he saw the wire retracting, he sped forth at full speed. With the retracting of the wire, he plucked the kunai from his lips, the very one his jaws were clenching down on. Throwing his arm out to the side, he stroked it inward, his hand facing upward. The diamond-shaped knife landed only a mere few feet away in the grass, a seeming failure. He picked up his speed, rushing toward the Jonin and his temporary partner. Sweat glistened on his face as the shade above disappeared and he ran into the open field.
He timed it all in the back of his mind. His hands came together, the index and middle finger of each hand extended, one fist swallowing the other. The extended fingers on one hand overlaid over the one on the lower fist. Hitsuji. Ram. The seal that was used when focusing chakra. His chakra network sped up slightly, channeling a good deal of it to his feet, especially the right one, the very foot that he was about to step on next.
The dropped kunai, it adhered to the bottom of his left foot--
Za--!
Planting his right foot on the ground, he released the chakra from the bottom of his foot in one strong blast, propelling his thin frame forward. He was traveling so low to the earth, though, instead of going upward, he continued forward. His black hair sprayed back, strands of his long mane being left in the wind. His tanktop viciously flailed back and forth, sounding as if it were about to rip in half due to the cheap fabric it was made out of. Due to the slide earlier, there was a large brown and green stain traveling up the right side of the back. He shot through the debris that tumbled to the ground leftover from the bombardment of kunai they attempted to hit him with before.
Plucking his last kunai, he was off target, or so it seemed. He was somewhat off to the left of Kaito. He placed the kunai in the ground, using it as his axis, spinning on the kunai's handle, his left leg shooting upward, inverting himself on the kunai, he attempted to slip the kunai's edge next to his throat to subdue the Jonin and cause him to give up the fight. He gave a relatively soft kick to the side of Daio's knee, resting the top of his foot on the top of Daio's leg for leverage. Bruises notably forming on his fingers due to putting so much weight on them.
"Game?"
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Post by Ðaio on Sept 8, 2007 18:08:12 GMT -5
Thump.
The sound of someone landing squarely upon another's shoulders from behind, piggy-back style, oddly thrumming through the air for a short instant.
"Who's ya daddy, bitch," Daio brashly chuckled, closing his right eye. The side of his mouth lifted into a daredevil smirk as his legs gripped the shoulders of the man. "An' I suggest that you don't move, none of that tricky wire shit, man. My hand with this knife might slip on the back of ya neck," he added, spinning the kunai from his thumb to his palm, holding the hilt comfortably. The business-end prodded into the base of the jounin's neck, making clear the situation. The genin idly toyed with the idea of sheathing the weapon and merely clapping his hands ferociously over the jounin's ears to rupture his eardrums. However, deafness as punishment for no buffet seemed a bit harsh.
Just a bit.
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Takeuchi Kaito
Jōnin - 上忍
Can you solve this?: The more you take away, the bigger it becomes.
Posts: 27
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Post by Takeuchi Kaito on Sept 8, 2007 19:10:17 GMT -5
A the faint smile that was on Kaito's face had started to grow some as the fight progressed. He was actually starting to have a little fun with this little fight. Watching Kinezumi approach at a surprising level of speed for someone of his rank the jonin, in his mind, had already lost this fight. It wasn't because of anything really, but because he had used his Kuroikamidzuna to destroy all of the kunai, which remnants the loud mouthed genin was dashing through. He could tell that he was planning to do something, it was clear in his eye, and Kaito was more than sure that the genin was more than capable of tossing a kunai with much better precision than he was doing at the moment.
However, it was only a matter of time before he would soon find out. The first kunai that he had thrown would be picked up later with the sole of his sandels, likely staying put with the aide of chakra. The second kunai, which had been thrown closer to him, would be used as a lift his body up to bring his leg around towards him, the kunai threatening to pierce into his neck. It was at that moment that Kaito--
Thump.
Somehow, during all of this, Kaito had managed to take his attention off of Daio long enough for the young genin to land safely upon his shoulders. His expression went blank as he tried to figure out just how the boy had managed to accomplish such a feet. He knew that he was being reckless with the kids, but did he let his guard down that much? Clearly he had, otherwise he wouldn't be in this situation. Glancing down at the kunai pointing threateningly at his throat, and feeling the back of his neck get pricked by the edge of Daio's kunai the jonin let out a sigh. "Guess I shouldn't have underestimated you too much...," Kaito said with annoyance clearly showing. "Nevertheless, you did a good job. Despite the fact that we all would have died here if you hadn't stopped," he added casually.
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Post by Kinezumi on Sept 8, 2007 21:51:49 GMT -5
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Kinezumi released the flow of chakra, the kunai dropping from the sole of his foot and dropping between the male's feet. Inverting himself further, he cartwheeled onto his feet. He glared at the man through the corner of his eye. "I'm hungry. You're taking me out to eat or I'll kick your ass again." Kinezumi said in a commanding tone, he pointed to Kaito with his kunai, yet couldn't help but bow to the man shortly after showing what would be interpreted as disrespect. He returned to where he started his battle, picking up his large green shirt, the sleeves still rolled up. He slipped it over his frame, slipping his hands under his hair, flicking his locks from the inside of the color.
"I want seafood!! Seafood and women!!" He pumped his fist in the air, marching forth as if he knew which way he was going. Taking a few steps, he wobbled, such heavy chakra manipulation had left him strongly fatigued, even without the use of Ninjutsu. "Waaahaa..."
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Post by Ðaio on Sept 9, 2007 2:24:28 GMT -5
Once again, Daio's stomach put forth its presence in a maddeningly painful way, its grumble now louder than the previous murmurs put together. His eyes, previously alight with the triumph of victory and the adrenaline of a fast-paced fight, now burned with the same irritation that had plagued him before the fight, if one could call it that-- he had (with the help of the loser, the genin admitted grudgingly) finished the jounin in a mere half minute. "Yeahman, where the seafood buffet at? You gon' take us out, a'ight?!" he demanded, the kunai at the base of the jounin's neck suddenly being raised into the air and waved wildly, coming quite close at times to the older man's hair. The genin stayed balanced on the jounin's shoulders, firmly set in place as he locked himself there, intending on copping a piggy back ride, one that he fully earned.
"And man-- you 'on't know me, so I'll tell you straight right here--! Name's Daio-- don't forget that shit, man!" he ejaculated loudly, jabbing the kunai emphatically into the air. "Now-- let's go fuckin' get some food, ho!" This bold statement was followed by raucous laughter as the ex-street fighter found himself amused by the abrupt collapse of his temporary partner. As the peals of laughter continued on his perch, an orange glow tinted the sky, the sun showing its noble colors to seduce the moon into showing.
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Takeuchi Kaito
Jōnin - 上忍
Can you solve this?: The more you take away, the bigger it becomes.
Posts: 27
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Post by Takeuchi Kaito on Sept 9, 2007 2:32:59 GMT -5
From the moment that Daio had landed on his shoulders his mind was wrapped in thought. He really couldn't fathom how he had allowed himself to be beaten by two kids like that. He went easy on them, yes, but to think that he'd make a mistake as big as that. It wasn't even a fight really, not even qualified to be a spar. What it truly was...well, it was pathetic. He was supposed to limit himself, not completely lower his guard for them to get an attack such as this in. As his first attempt at training genin, he had failed. He'd definately have to be more wary of his students abilities when they meet.
A sigh would come from Kaito as he wiped the sweat from his brow. The sun's rays had intensified during their fight, and he was also out of water. It was then that he actually heard some of the words the young genin that was perched on his shoulder said - seafood buffet. It was at that moment that his own stomach grumbled angrily, not having been fed since early in the morning. "Alright, alright. To the restaurant," Kaito said as he continued walking, noticing the collapsed Kinezumi. "He's exhausted after that? That was barely a fight...," he commented idly as he came to a halt next to the boy. Prodding him with his foot he tilted his head before glancing up at Daio. "He alright?"
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