Two Drifters Upon A Bridge [P]

[Pwn]

Day 1
Sunday
8:00 PM
Kusa no Kuni

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The stars had welcomed the moon as it awakened from its slumber, its radiance only enough to illuminate a portion of his location. Nemuru had transverse to Kusa no Kuni. His first encounter, with a man named Reishuuyou, had not gone well. This man had been far from ordinary, but that served its purpose of arousing his interest. From what he gathered, they had to be dead. If there were a technique that could bring people back to life, he would need to acquire it.

While trailing down the road, Nemuru had approached a wooden bridge, five meters all around, tinted red like the rocks below that remained stationary in the shallow river. Many fireflies hovered airborne, radiating light to congregate with their mate. Even the smallest creatures had feelings, but that was something he never got to experience. Regardless, those days are over of depression were over. He had bigger and better things to accomplish.

Squinting his eyes, as he stepped upon the bridge preparing to cross it, he could see somebody from twenty-five meters away. Their features were difficult to distinguish with them being so far, but as he converged, analyzing the man had become effortless. It would not be hard for the man to spot him, especially with the vibrant colors decorating his kimono. There had been a tanto tucked against the left side of his body by an obi sash worn around his waist.

Being that the two would eventually cross paths, Nemuru wanted to give his best first impression. A simply mistake can ruin a potential friendship. He wanted to expand his knowledge, and there had been no better way to do that than getting to know people. Taking gradually steps across the face of bridge, his movement halted upon reaching its belly. He observed his area, seeing if any others were around. Confirming that they were alone, he waved, waiting for the man to meet him.

“Aye,”

he said, smirking.

“Sup?”

an inquiry following.

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x1 Massive / x2 High

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0. Equipped

[Trigga]

Nightfall had beckoned forth something truly unforeseen; a meeting of men. This gathering was unsuspected and unpredicted as the topography catered to no one. Darkened skies and bright stars shimmered through the skyline as dense forestry surrounded the great bridge. Kusa no kuni had introduced a subtle sensation of peace for the time being, though as history favored in the past, peace was easily reduced to nothing more than wrongful violence. Would either of the two be stupid enough to interrupt the beauty of tranquility?

Uchiha Haitsuchi—Jōnin of the Hidden Grass Village and sporadic vagrant found himself strolling deep beyond his village’s boundary. Nothing to protect him save for the steel armament to his left hip and the tools and trades his profession blessed him with, he continued without a worry. Eyes, a deep blue yet boosting such a cold and impassive expression raked forward into the deep density of night before coming to a stop at the base of the bridge’s entrance. He wasn’t the only one out on this night and from the looks of it; his ‘disguise’ was just as obvious.

Examining the man had become an effortless avenue as the vivacity of the man’s kimono stuck out like a sore thumb. Pale skin and equally vibrant hair made up most of his features and soon enough, the Uchiha gradually motioned towards the man. Cautious, trusting few and expecting the worse from all encounters, Haitsuchi had wised his mentality for situations like this one,

Not but a mere ten meters apart, separated by nothing more than wood and lacing, the Shinobi came to a stop; taken back by the choice of words from the colorful male. “Your speech is odd.” It wasn’t illegible or dyslexic; nonetheless, Haitsuchi found himself at an impasse. Boosting a more mature tone and carriage, he didn’t understand the need for such slang, It was beneath someone of his add and stature—at least in his eyes.

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That certainly did not go as expected, the man gazing awkwardly at Nemuru and reprimanding him about his speech. He sounded like his parents back when they were alive. They would always express their opinion about his speech, but there had not been much care for their words. If only they were here to experience the meeting of two, both unique in their own ways. Maybe they were looking down from the sanctuary in the sky.

“Your speech is dry,”

a cheeky retort.

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x1 Massive / x2 High

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[Trigga]

“Clever.” He accepted the sly remark.

Standing in the absence of the sun and embraced only by the night’s sky, Haitsuchi couldn’t help but to hold an inexpressive gaze at the strangely dressed man. Hair as yellow as the wisps tangling along fire and facial colorations as anomalous as his attire, this man who rested upon the bridge boosted a rather unique styling.

If the Uchiha was one for aimless smiling, this would have been the moment to showcase some realization of humor. Regardless, standing some odd meters apart and with nothing more than air separating the two, Haitsuchi sighed.

“What brings you out this late?” A rather odd entry into possible conversation, nonetheless, this was his rudimentary dialogue. Hopefully, the sly-mouthed man could intrigrate some humor or pleasantry into this odd happenstance of two odd people.

[Pwn]

“You consider this late?”

a snicker unrestrained.

“I’ve stayed out on nights much longer than this.”

It had been true that Nemuru had been a noble shinobi during the day, but a devious vagabond at night. Just as the sun and moon traded places, he let the alter ego of himself display. Covering his mouth with his hand, his attention shifted around their area once more. His incessant monitoring of his location had not been unorthodox at this time. Around every corner, there could be an enemy waiting to strike. Nevertheless, all of it made him giggle.

“I should be asking you the same, stranger.”

left hand covering his mouth to obscure his grin.

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x1 Massive / x2 High

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[Trigga]

“I don’t remember asking if you’ve stayed out longer than this.” Countering once more, the Uchiha failed to vacillate.

This man—this strange man held such a strongly placed giggle; it took the obstruction of his hand to block it. Sordid, to say the very least. Such a demeanor reflected nothing more than devious intentions, bearing in mind the environment and the stoic Shinobi who stood before him. Whatever his play was, whatever ruse he held under his belt, it wouldn’t rustle the Grass Ninja. Furthermore, Haitsuchi found himself on the receiving end of a inadequately counter question of his own. He didn’t immediately answer, he didn’t have to. No, he’d wait and stall only momentarily with a subtle sigh.

“One can’t be a stranger in his own country.” He responded, his tone none the more dull or roused then the first time he uttered words.

He wasn’t done, however.

“I should be calling you the stranger, but I find it odd not knowing the name of the person I’m talking to.”

An obvious cue for an introduction, one the man failed to give upon entering into conversation. Hopefully his mannerisms were as unbroken as his humor.

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“My apologies,”

a sincere…

“Sir.”

piece of sarcasm.

Nemuru had been a man to respect his superiors, and while this man may have looked like they garnished respect from their village, he did not care. All he really wanted to do is cross the bridge, and reach Kusagakure. He had not been on any mission, but with the village being considerably new, he wanted to explore. The lust for knowledge that caressed him had been arousing. Perhaps, this man had something worth knowing.

“Listen, man. I just wanna cross the bridge.”

lazy left hand heading to head.

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x1 Massive / x2 High

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[Trigga]

And the introduction slipped past his mind. Again.

Haitsuchi had begun to grow petulant with the lack of introductions instigated in this conversation he so loosely held interest in. Regardless of their approbations towards one another, it was rude and disrespectful not to introduce one’s self. Understandably this man was a foreigner and the direction he was heading would lead him straight to opaque forestry that protected the Hidden Village; it was only common courtesy for the alien to dock and greet the natives of uncharted land.

The Uchiha would continue on with another subtle, almost indiscernible sigh before compelling banter once more.

“Your name,” A frontal approach without any curtain of beating around the bush. “What is it?”

Simple, concise and well to the point, if not too well, the Oodora of Kusagakure pushed the topic to its most direct plateau. Honestly, why would a Jōnin of the Hidden Grass allow a stranger to venture closer and closer to his home without even knowing the trespasser’s name?

[Pwn]

The man had increased his tone, it being rather demanding, and something Nemuru had not been fond of, a disliked shared by his immediate family. His own demeanor had turned sour now, but his features did not change. It had been as if he cared less for whatever the man had to say. Awakening his left hand from his pillowing head, it gradually lowered down to the hilt of the weapon upon his right hip, right hand free. He did not want things to go this way, yet if this being refused to move twice, then they would be sliced in two.

“I’ll ask nicely,”

a calm murmur.

“Can you please move out of my way?”

his tone heightened in the between his speech.

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x1 Massive / x2 High

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0. Equipped
1. Tanto [C]

[Trigga]

“It would be unwise for you to raise your blade at me.” A fair warning was issued.

As quick as the man lowered his hand towards his weapon, Haitsuchi was well into his statement and finished. As if he could track the man’s movements, which had become the case. If the opposition was as observant as he was as quick to the blade, he would have noticed a keen difference in the Kusa-nin’s eyes. Deep ocean taking on a more dark, sinister red; the inheritance of his clan’s legacy flushed into existence almost instantaneously.

The Sharingan emerged on command and Haitsuchi was well-equipped to face any obstacle that this man possessed; especially on this small bridge. Not requiring the use of his blade, for now, the Uchiha would stand stoic, still some distance away from the oddly dressed swordsman. If he advanced in an aggressive man, his life would be forfeited on this very bridge and his journey would be cut short; very short.

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1. Sharingan

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You are the green dot, I'm the red. Since no dimensions were give, its 16 meters long in total (3 meters behind both of us respectively) and 4 meters in width.

[Pwn]

A mixture of different emotions conjured as the birth of those crimson eyes he loathed displayed themselves from his opponent. It had been none other than the Sharingan, one of the three legendary Doujutsu. He had to end this fight quick if he wanted to survive. The moment those demonic ocular daggers were presented, his attention shifted elsewhere to the body of the man, from the neck down. Despite how confident the man seemed in their abilities, none of it would matter.

“So be it.”

his final words.

Nemuru hastily released the grip from his blade, taking short leaps back while performing hand seals. It would only take a few seconds, and a straightforward inhale to execute his technique. With the curve of his lips, he spit five thin needles upward at the expected location of his head, if he were not to move. Embracing his satchel, he slipped out two parchments, one for each hand. They were slapped down, as he took his final leap, now fifteen meters away, ducking down at the base of the bridge, peeking aloft to see if the man would advance onward, both of his hands repeating their all of their previous actions.

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x1 Massive / x1 High / x3 Mid [-1 Mid]

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0. Equipped
1. Flying Nail Mist Pierce [C]
2. ?
3. ?

[Trigga]

Tch, His retreat would be futile.

The moment the confused warrior decided to take his hand away from the blade and attempt a backwards leap, Haitsuchi had commenced his movement. His Sharingan—the ever calculating tool it was—had conceived the route well in advance and while his opponent leaped, he had already rushed in. Right hand quickly slipping into his garb and extracting a special Kunai, which he would immediately launch towards the man. A minute action that should have finished before the man took the required breath for his chakra-necessary technique (which was easily pierced via the Sharingan), the intruder would find himself at an impasse.

Regardless a subtle flank to the left (1m) would ensure even if his attack missed, he wouldn’t be impaled and as he stopped where his opponent initially was. Waiting to see the fruition of his defense or his attack come to life, he was well-repaired to continue.

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1. Sharingan
2. Kunai

Considering the Kunai acted as an interruption, I won't make another action this move besides the move to the left to evade your needles if they manifested in time.

[Pwn]

The man may have had sharp eyes, but against the keen tactics of the Yamanaka clan, his maneuvers would be fruitless. All Nemuru had to do, and did, was duck when the kunai was thrown at his direction. This would proceed in him continuing his previous actions as the man moved to one meter to their western flank. Using the bridge to conceal his movement, with a single hand seal, before his opponent came to where he previously stood, he would detonate the two parchments attached to it. It had been intended to send his foe tumbling down with the debris of the bridge.

“I tried to warn you.”

he bellowed out, looking down and grinning.

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x1 Massive / x1 High / x3 Mid

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0. Equipped
1. Exploding Seal Method Formation [C]
2. Exploding Note [D]

[Trigga]

Checkmate, and with a single seal, the opposing end of the bridge would erupt into a swarm of hellish flames.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Ignorant to what made such a simple tool as a Kunai so special, the ripe fool intended to evade with a duck; however that wouldnever bring him out of its explosive range. The instant Haitsuchi could prophesy his opponent’s movement through the slightest muscle extension in the man’s frame, would a single seal manifest as he continued his sprint. No timing was needed and preparations were already inculcated in the weapon itself upon purchase. Considering the intruder would have continued his attack if he evaded the Kunai, surely the Uchiha had nothing to worry about.

Considering his own explosion would have harmed him if he didn’t size his own distance, he was sagacious enough to toss it well before he would have arrived at the man’s prior location. Arriving in a midst of smug and tar, he would wait for any movement, gradually backing up only a few meters back into the open as he awaited any sign of life, if there was any. With such a high-powered explosion in a controlled area; death would creeping on the man’s doorsteps. The Jōnin, however, had plans for him. That’s if he survived of course.

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1. Sharingan
2. Kunai Grenade
Rank: B, B
Type: Secondary / Area of Effect
Range: 0 - 10 meters (4meters)
Special: 1 per pack
Description: A ninja tool mostly used for widespread damage to a group of enemies. It's a metal sphere with kunai welded into it, which also has a plethora of hidden exploding tags that causes it to explode upon contact, sending out flying kunai and shrapnel.
Cost: 1,000 per pack

3. Fuubaku Houjin (Exploding Seal Method Formation)

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The man may have had sharp eyes, but against the keen tactics of the Yamanaka clan, his maneuvers would be fruitless. All Nemuru had to do, and did, was duck when the kunai was thrown at his direction.

You clearly stated ducking; hence you’re implying that the Kunai is going to fly overhead. Regardless, standing on a bridge with near consistent flooring, you wouldn’t be low enough to escape the Kunai’s explosion. And since all your actions would have occurred after your evaded—in which this case, you didn’t—I’d avoid all subsequent damage via this interruption. You won’t be dying from this, just gonna go into shock and fall unconscious I assume. Haitsuchi will be taking you back to Kusa.

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[Pwn]

Not everything had been going according to plan, but the predicament he had been placed in would not be enough to stop him. Being that the kunai grenade thrown by his opponent had been going in the direction he was retreating, to distance himself from it, he dashed forward, swiftly slicing through the smoke, stopping five meters ahead of the man, outside the range of the explosion. Any shrapnel sent his way would hit elsewhere. His eyes returned to their previous location as he waited for an opportunity to strike.

“Well, you’re certainly better than the last one,”

a gracious compliment, yet humble brag.

“But it’s gonna take more than that to defeat me.”

this Uchiha would share their fate.

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x1 Massive / x1 High / x2^1/2 Mid [-1 Low]

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0. Equipped
1. Body Flicker Technique [D]