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[Zammy<3]

That fucker!!

Anger seized her as her drink was knocked from her own hands, and her countenance once more flushed a deep crimson shade. Her body began to tremble, and then to violently shake- how dare he?! She looked after the broken cup, her eyes narrowing into slits as they erupted with the golden fire of fury. Her breathing became ragged; hard and slow, her nostrils flaring. A dark aura seemed to overtake her, the shadow failing to conceal her rage as she slapped her palms down onto the bar. "What..." she said, turning her head to face Yahiko, slowly and dileberately.

"The fuck?!?!"

Suddenly she stood up, kicking back her stool with her right leg, and sending it flying behind her through the wall. Crack! She slammed her fists against the surface of the bar, breaking through the wood easily, not caring for the splinters that had embeddd themselves within her skin. Then she rounded on Yahiko, and went to grab him firmly by the front of his shirt, her eyes blazing. "You little fucker!" she spat, gradually picking up him up off his stool and into the air. Her speed, her strength, and her temper were so... inhuman. And yet- Oh, fuck no. This bastard fucked with the wrong bitch!

If she had been thinking rationally, and if she wasn't suffering from a buzz, then perhaps she would've set the man down. But no- all she had were her basic instincts. And she was, to put it bluntly, as well as generously, pissed the fuck off. And then, he said what he had to say, failing to strike any nerve within the vixen's cruel form. Again, she cackled, glaring up at him with the devil's grin. "Don't flatter me!" she laughed, swaying to and fro for only a moment. She temporarily forgot her anger, and unintentionally, she set the shinobi down. She perched her hands on her slender hips, looking at him with glazed optics.

And then-- Zibishi decided to say his piece, and once more Zamarron's demons completely took possession of her.

She whirled around, fearless. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to, flower girl?!"

[/i] she screamed, more pissed than ever now that she had been disrespected, not to mention condescended... and by a thirteen year old. She took a step to take advantage of momentum, and with her gargantuan strength, she went to push him forcefully against the chest, and if connected, he'd be sent soaring into the patron sitting next to him at incredible speed upon impact.

She didn't care how reckless she was being. She didn't care about the consequences. What mattered was... well, what did matter? Yet it was of no importance. All she knew was that she was pissed, and something had to be done abot it.

The stranger, who was most likely on the floor now, decided to say something next.

She would never cease, it seemed.

"Fuck you!" she screamed, making her way over to him, grasping him firmly by the shirt as she'd done with Yahiko. As she bent, her not-so-humble cleavage was revealed, and god help this stranger should he make any indication that he had noticed it. She snarled then, picking him up so that he faced her. And what she saw--

horrified her.

Eyes that harbored an exotic golden fire; eyes like her own. Her mouth fell open, and she dropped him where he was.

She took several steps backwards, the anger having flooded from her physique.

"Who- who are you?" she said, feeling oddly nostalgic after having looked into those eyes.
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[zibishi]

Zibishi's eyes quickly went into motion as she began her tirade. His light blue eyes quickly turned into something more fierce. His light blue eyes shifted to a deep ocean blue and the blue and white lines took on the image of lightning perfectly though much smaller as they began dancing in his irises and the whites around his eyes began rotating around the amazing display in his eyes and they now mirroed clouds circling during the impending storm. She watched as she quickly proceded to go straight for Yahiko which enraged him, but he kept his calm as she focused her attention onto him.

He turned towards her and as she made eh way towards him and attempted the push Zibishi simply side stepped the simple manuver and glared at her for thinking he would fall victim to such a simple move, she was truely intoxicated. He was reckless for letting her come here and was serious about his former statement about no more taverns for her. As she made her way towards her next victim Zibishi waited a moment before springing into action.

Before she could pick the newcomer up and forcefully antagonize him, Zibishi vanished and in a moment was up in the air right beside her with chakra glowing around his feet. With a swift motion he attempted a roundhouse kick to her head which would send her flying across the tavern and hopefully would end her tyrade and calm her down once more. He didn't wish to have to use any of his clan's techniques on her.

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Gathering Eye [Shuugoumanako]
Rank: B
Type: Doujutsu
Range: Eyesight
Special: Pierces 'B' ranked chakra of Suiton, Fuuton, Raiton and Ranton nature within eyesight. Elements appear in unique colors, usually customizable shades of blue.
Description: The Kekkai Genkai manifests itself as being activated by a more intense change to the eyes ; the users pupils turns an ocean blue, swirling like a whirlpool; the iris develops random blue-white lines that appear and disappear like lightning ; the whites of the eye start orbiting the iris and pupil, almost like clouds.

Shunshin no Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique)x4
Rank: D
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters
Special: Flickering is forward-moving, meaning the user will rush almost instantly to wherever they are facing. The user can flicker once per thread, plus once more each time retrained.
Description: Shunshin no Jutsu is a basic ninjutsu technique used across the shinobi world by all, ranging from the most basic shinobi to the legends of lore. Considered is a high-speed movement technique, it allows a ninja to move short to long distances at an almost untraceable speed - to an observer, it appears as if the user has teleported. Such a feat is accomplished by using chakra to temporarily vitalise the body and move at extreme speeds they would otherwise be unable to reproduce. In the end, the user will appear and disappear in an instant, allowing them to retreat or attack suddenly should they need it. To facilitate the movement the ninja will often use nearby elements such as mist, sand or leaves to mask their appearance or disappearance.
Domain: Shunshin - Universal Ninjutsu.

[Kazuma.]

Things happened rather quickly, which was good. If you moved slow you hardly would be able to be on time and being late was a sign of imperfection. Not that this had anything to do with being late to something like work, its just that the same logic could be applied to other situations outside of the work space. Kazuma didn't even have a job aside from the whole "ninja" thing. But at least he got to see plenty of action and hear lots of loud noises.

Loud noises were one of his favorite things in this flawed world, something to perfect in sound couldn't be anything but perfect. The loud noises he particularly enjoyed were both of vocal nature and that of simple instruments turned up to eleven. Tap. Tap. Tap. The loud noises were good for clearing his head. Once the sounds got loud enough his brain simply went silent and for a brief moment he was free of his near insane musings that drove his every move.

He tapped three times.

He flinched, using his left had to tap tap tap three more times to balance it out. But... while three taps each hand equaled the number six, a potentially perfect number, it was still wrong. He had to tap three times, a flawed number to begin with, to equal six but even then he didn't quite like the number six. He would much prefer a better number like eight. Tap. Tap. Two, two was a good enough number, even though he had to tap once for both fingers. It was worth it because that meant four per finger and four times two was...

Eight.

8 is a beautiful number.

Perfectly symmetrical.

Kazuma was vaguely aware of the crash of objects and the girls voice rising in pitch. It was a wonderful cacophony of loudness, particularly her voice. Something in the back of his mind noted it connected to something in his being. Something familiar. It was... a perfect noise, perfectly loud enough to drown out his thousands of thoughts that were slowly driving him insa-'What's happening?'

He turned on his stool to see that girl, her eyes wide as she looked at him. Her own amber orbs staring into his. Something in his head wanted to say something... but the noise had drowned it out. "Wha-" he began only to get cut off by the youngest of the group to shunshin, appearing before the girl, his leg moving to kick her in a roundhouse. It moved almost in slow motion, and Kazuma felt his body moving before his will could even grab the reins.

The boy was directly in front of him, turning his body in perfect roundhouse form. For a moment Kazuma for it to be great... a moment that lasted but a fraction of a second before his hands flashed out at the boy the very moment he realized his intent to kick the girl. considering the boy's attention was not on him, he wouldn't see it coming as Kazuma's hands would reach to take hold of his shirt collar to immediately bring him toward the older man, Kazuma's forehead lowering and lurching forward to smash into the younger ones face. The blow would no doubt dizzy him, if not knocking him out cold.

He looked up, "Both of you... calm down." he said, his tone cold.

[Yahiko]

Yahiko flinched only slightly as the girl attacked the bar before them. All the while its polished, crafted form cracked and exploded, splinters and shrapnel going in every which way, the boy's eyes remained fixated on her; only her. Something had changed in her, though at this point that was quite the understatement. She lunged at him, grabbing him by his garbs and hoisting him from his seat at the now-destroyed bar. She looked up at him, and he looked back down at her -- the look in his eyes now more confused than anything else.

For a moment he knew not who this woman was.

In that tiny, nearly insignificant span of time that she looked up at him - silent - he looked down upon what honestly seemed like a complete stranger. She spoke again, still angry as hell, yet despite that it brought the boy back to reality, so to speak. He could hear it in her voice, faintly, beneath all the alcohol induced rage -- he could hear her voice, his friend's voice. It was like a whisper, but he knew it was legit. For a moment, the medic became lost in what technically wasn't much of a breakthrough, but close enough. She'd put him down, and his eyes remained fixated on her, though almost completely unfocused on what she was doing.

She had been buried beneath something evil ── something very evil ── but she was still there.

As awkward as it must have seemed to any of the surrounding people watching this little altercation, Yahiko cracked a smile. It only lasted a moment, but a flicker of relief briefly flashed upon his visage. The situation set in again, and he realized his eyes had followed Zam as she moved to a newcomer. In a flash, a young boy appeared next to her. The medic's actions were instinctive and reactionary. Swiftly his hand lifted up, palm open. The essence of Zeus shot forth at the attacker at shocking speed. He intended not to dramatically harm the fellow; otherwise he would've done worse. Merely stopping him would suffice.

Why? Why had he done it? For the sliver of hope that he wasn't even sure really existed? Damn straight.

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Danpen Inazuma (Shooting Thunder)
Rank: C
Type: Offensive / Raiton Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Special: Does not require handseals. Can be used once per turn, plus one more each time retrained.
Description: Meant more as a reactionary technique than a main avenue of offense, this jutsu allows the user to essentially shoot out small lightning bolts from a free hand to anyone within five meters. This requires no seals to conjure, and can be shot out from one’s appendage during the most heated of combat. The damage is light, less than a Raikyuu, and the bolts shoot off in a relatively straight line, at rapid speeds.
Domain: Raiton.

OOC: not really sure how you can side-step while sitting in a barstool, but we'll just go with it i suppose.

[zibishi]

OOC: I'll edit and said I stood up, though I thought it would be kinda obvious anyways.

Seeing as how his kick had been interupted by the newcomer who he was trying to relieve of Zammy's rage, Zibishi was becoming more and more agitated as he felt his shirt collar being grasped by this person who had no idea of his intentions. He was brought closer to the man and instinctively with his opposite leg he reached out to plant his foot in the man's stomach and knock the wind out of him and cause seperation before he could be hit with his opponent headbutt. He landed on his feet and turned towards the other man who had been at the bar.

He had shot a jutsu towards Zibishi which unknowingly to the newcomer, he had saved him from by pulling him down and interupting his kick. That spineless man was still defending a chick who regarded him as nothing more than a tool? And who what was this man's intention Zibishi had probably saved him from Zammy's enromous strength and yet he was being treated as a petty criminal and little boy? Zibishi remained calm and looked back at the both of them and then towards Zammy and began forming handseals as the patrons of the bar were soon exiting quickly and only the four of them remained.

The weather outside was turning gruesome as loud thunder boomed overhead and lightning crackled in the skies once Zibishi was done completing his jutsu. 30 meters around the tavern was now condensed in storm type weather that Zibishi truely loved. He took a step away from Zammy and the newcomer and looked at her love interest and let his voice boom, gaining power with the storm outside.

"She is my sister and my partner, do not interfere in how I choose to handle her and her foolishness. We have an important mission for our country and I need her in tip top shape now getting wasted over a former love or trying to crack everyone's skull open. You seem to know her well and know how difficult it would be to subdue her. I would ask you to stand down as I do not wish to fight, I am merely carrying out my duties as a partner and brother. My name is Zibishi as well. What is yours comrades?"

Though he was angry and in a mood to fight Zibishi still remained calm and attempted to use diplomacy to diffuse the situation before he had to engage in a battle with two men who he knew nothing about. Zammy's junt was probably a chuunin just like her and he didn't know what to expect from the other man who was probably fine now from his initial kick.

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Gathering Eye [Shuugoumanako]
Rank: B
Type: Doujutsu
Range: Eyesight
Special: Pierces 'B' ranked chakra of Suiton, Fuuton, Raiton and Ranton nature within eyesight. Elements appear in unique colors, usually customizable shades of blue.
Description: The Kekkai Genkai manifests itself as being activated by a more intense change to the eyes ; the users pupils turns an ocean blue, swirling like a whirlpool; the iris develops random blue-white lines that appear and disappear like lightning ; the whites of the eye start orbiting the iris and pupil, almost like clouds.

Joukyuu Sutomu Keiro [Advanced Storm Channeling]
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Clan Kekkei Touta / Ranton Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 50 meters
Special: Storm dominion extends 10 meters in every direction of the user, and goes up 10 more with each rank learned. Determines the base strength of all Sansutsomu Ranton jutsu.
Description: After activating the Three Storm Eye, the user can now extend their own unique chakra through the three elements. This allows the user to create ninjutsu of these elements within a fixated range, dispersing powerful Ranton blasts of compressed Strom energy over a fixated area.
Domain: Sansutsomu.

[Zammy<3]

((OOC: Okay, from now on, there's a posting order. The order is:

Zamarron. (Me).

Zibishi.

Yahiko.

and last but not least, Kazuma.

Alright, now both of Kazuma and Yahiko's attacks are void. Why, you ask? Because both of those attacks' motivation was to stop him from attacking Zamarron, which he couldn't have in the first place. I say that because the basic rule of the standard shunshin, (the one he used in his post) is that it goes in a straight line, and for Zibishi to go from point A (in a stand-up positiong at his bar stool facing, north, we'll say) to point B (BEHIND Zamarron's head, which is a few feet south of where Zibishi stood but still facing north) he'd have to go AROUND his bar stool, as well as Zamarron, and turn to face her head. And as I said, standard shunshin goes in a straight line. So, Zibishi's shunshin is void. Therefore, he's still in standing position in front of his bar stool, whilst avoiding Zamarron's "push". If there's any problems with this, please PM me, instead of spamming this god damned thread. Now, this post is gonna be short; sorry for the let down. Not.))

Zamarron suddenly cackled at all three of them. Their shared glares of hostility were rather amusing to her. Still, she had an announcement to make.

"Oh mister bartender!" she cooed, letting go of the stranger's shirt and making her way once more to the bar. "Please please please may I have just three more?" The barkeep would oblige to her request, and no one would interfere due to her actions' harmless nature.

[/u][/b] Without any words of grattitude, she downed all three drinks in under two minutes; a grand feat to behold. "Alright," she said, swaying, before catching herself.

"I just want you guys to know," she started, shakily pointing at all three of the males, one by one. Her eyelids were heavy, and her breathing was hard. "That I like you guys. All of you should come back with me, and have some fun." She winked as best she could.

She twitched towards the doorway, gesturing with her hand for them to come on. "Well, let's go!" she encouraged, making to open the door before taking a step outside into what was nearly morning.
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[zibishi]

Zibishi stared blanky at her blanky as she released the third man and moved back towards the bar. He was half expecting an attack, but that did not come as expected and instead she was grabbed three more drinks and downed them all before he could step in and interfere. He clenched his fist as she began her slurred motion and tried to form words in her drunken state which enraged Zibishi and certainly disappointed him, but he took a deep breath and as she walked past him he didn't look at her.

When she opened the door Zibishi slowly turned and simply nodded towards the two men who she had embarrased herself in front of. He was at a poitn where he didn't feel the need to intervene and though she was his sister he didn't condone her behaivor and would allow to deal with the consquences she had placed on herself. Zibishi stepped up and walked into the middle of the room and introduced himself to the man.

"My name is Zibishi and I would like to apologize for her behaivor. I didn't know she had this side to her. She's in condition to carry out our mission so will you all please help me escort her to an Inn or back to the village so she can rest and recuperate."

He bowed respectfully as both men were older than him and hopefully the three of them could persuade her to an inn without any violence ebing neccessary though he did have the desire to deliver a swift kick to her head to knock her out and to cease this ugly show she was putting on in front of his young teenage eyes. She was due for a berating from Zibishi once she was back sober. He ignored her gesture and awaited for the men to reply.

[Yahiko]

Maybe he should have knocked out the barkeep.

That at least would have kept the girl from obtaining any more unneeded alcohol. Yahiko could only stand there, shooting quite the death glare at the barkeep as he made the girl more drinks. His eyes couldn't help but to frequently wander over to the boy's, cowardice and shame shining brightly on his aged visage. Her words, though heavily tainted with alcohol, didn't go misunderstood. And yet, the medic hesitated.

Leaving would be the right thing to do and, in all honesty, it was kind of what Yahiko wanted to do. She wasn't the same as she had once been. It was as if her heart had frozen over, killing the warmth that once lingered there. On the flip side, there was still that, which could possibly reach and defrost her heart. It would be his last-ditch effort in bringing his friend back from the depths of hell. Not now, though. She wasn't even remotely in her right mind at the moment.

All the while he was lost in thought, her young companion had been speaking. "Y-yeah, alright." he replied, not fully knowing what he had agreed to. Hopefully he knew what he was getting himself into. Turning back to the barkeep who seemed to watch silently from behind what was left of his bar, Yahiko reached into his pocket and grabbed a handful of coins. He tossed them to the weary man, though he knew it was barely enough to cover the drinks let alone repair the establishment. He felt bad, but really it hand't been his fault.

Then he, too, made his way out the door.

[Kazuma.]

There was an itch, itch itch itching in his brain, on the very edge of his sanity. Kazuma was familiar with this feeling, the feeling of being flawed and yet thirsting for perfection. Such an intense sensation throwing his mind into overdrive, filling his brain with thousands of thought, the feeling of slowly slipping into insanity. But this... this feeling was dull. It was much different from before, carrying with it the ability to become something other than a flaw in his mind. Why? Why was it only now showing itself?

She was stumbling... It was only to be expected that such a small girl could become altered so easily. Despite that frost... that icy protection she shielded her heart with. So small... Kazuma paid little mind to any of the words spoken, only concerned with the buzzing that was growing in his mind. When she had spoken to him, he never responded... he was overwhelmed by the sudden sensation of having his mind completely clear. What was it... that caused this.

Who was she?

Who was.. he?

'I'm...' he struggled to find the name he knew belonged to him. His mind was buzzing... louder and louder. No no no no, not louder. The buzzing was quiet, barely a tiny itch in his brain. The same itch he was so used to... the numbers, the letters, everything was rushing in all at once.

Time's up.

He left the barkeep with nothing, his presence already forgotten as he wandered after the group through the exit.

[.DEVIOUS]

zibishi: +54 EXP

Yahiko: +75 EXP

Zammy: +66 EXP

Kazuma.: +22 EXP