Inferno vs Tsunami [CLOSED]
Aug 1, 2011 7:58:37 GMT -8
Post by Messatsu! on Aug 1, 2011 7:58:37 GMT -8
The sun had shone itself brightly, casting its liquid beams to spill upon his back and neck, unwillingly incrementing his body heat, forcing him to summon yet another graveled sigh. The suns perpetual heat was drawn to Yuuza like metal to a magnet due to his traditional shinobi attire of black and the battle gear that now rested upon his torsoi; the fitted shihakusho and the incessantly comfortable hakama. Iridescent eyes of gold radiated with fires of lethal lust behind the blackness of his steel face mask. His fingers ran through the apex of his satiny brow hair casting away the brief itch that struck him before taking off in a headlong sprint at max speeds. His occuli shifted once more, this time keenly watching the road ahead.
Flickering through the trees flashes of brown and bright watched over his face as he powered through the sequences of trees along toward his destination with gales of wind opposing his tread. Making great speed with his senses' wide open, his mind withdrew itself into thought momentarily, silently brooding upon matters regarding his Elder brother and his own goal as a shinobi; it was impossible for Yuuza to cease thinking about his brother, he was family. He heard word that powerful opponents lurked within the lands of Hi no kuni, many of which would provide descent battles.
From this alone coupled with having to wait for Saori's return, he followed his instincts. Yuuza proceeded with grace as his purple optics caught sight of several landmarks in which he previously passed upon his journey from having fought that hyuuga so many days ago, giving hint to that his desired destination was only a few drops of sweat away. Eventually he was within the land of perpetual trees and grass, a place where waters hide in all areas, waiting to be extracted.
He came to a pocket of open land, a circular diameter of 100x100 meters before any trees could possibly be seen. The slab of land was filled with undergrowth. Walking forward 20 meters (south) from the trees it felt like curious eyes was watching him. His hand wrapped around Ardemus' hilt as it throbbed with power, aching to unleash Poseidon's wrath.