Recovering Memories [F][O]

[chiatsuki]

natsufubuki

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Flashbacks
Post One

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Through the evergreen trees the sun blanketed down its heat upon the back of kusa’s nation turning every man and woman into their agitated forms as more of the shinobi of amegakure appeared at its gates. The nation of grass, wealthy and prominent, had so far suffered no type of poverty or war-trotted injuries that other villages had undergone. Instead the men and women of kusa fought wholeheartedly alongside their kinsmen pushing back every force that had tempted them.

Within the heart of this battling crowd a boy stood breathing heavily bathed in sweat and blood stooping over a group of men who had tried to jump his kin. From the sides of his face the crimson water dripped from his maw onto his attire but yet he still seemed undisturbed. Only twelve years of age the boy named Natsufubuki stood next to his younger brother Fou etching out his hands to his sides in order to prevent his brother from continuing further.

He had already gotten the two in enough trouble as it was. “Fou – we must wait. If we are to avenge our parents deaths then we must see it so that we make it to the other end of the battlefield..” the older brother retorted in a calm manner watching the chaos grow in numbers around him. Fou would look at his brother in confusion as to why he had stopped his manslaughter.

His eyes would dart past the army looking for the symbol of higher authority. Taking his hand from his brothers chest Hyoka would advert its direction ahead of him with his finger pointing out towards a man farthest from the approaching crowd. “See that guy right there? He’s wearing a patch unlike the other soldiers here so he must be a high ranking official. You take the left and I take the right. .” he’d say before darting out into the evergreen trees making way towards the back of the army out of plain sight.

Unlike his sibling Natsufubuki feared nothing and always jumped into combat at the instant he’d had an idea. . and this was one of those situations. So far kusagakure had been able to withstand all the attacks drawn at them but as those days turned to weeks and so forth the numbers they had started with had drastically increased. The few who remained were restless – growing even more bloodthirsty by the second as the brims of their palms itched for the hilts of their blades.

[Hirihi]

.:Enter:.

As a medic, Hirihi had always been pushed to be part of any conflict that would push her abilities. Though Kumogakure had its own problems, they had spared her in an attempt to make peace with the flourishing nation of Kusagakure. So far, things had been going well. She had spent a small bit of her chakra healing those that needed it, but her primary goal was to concrete relations with the village. She had to be seen with her headband, a symbol of her allegiance to Kumogakure, among the Kusa nin. Among them, it was easy to see a pink haired girl flickering through the crowds of people. Pulling various soldiers aside over her shoulders, she'd quickly patch them up and move on. A combat medic, such a rush for a simplistic role.

This didn't mean she was entirely without a fight here and there. When a few would make an attempt to attack her, using mere weapons, she would respond with a fiery attack. The small explosions that would come from her attacks would definitely bring attention to her. I hope this plan really works. She thought to herself. If they didn't manage to gain any kind of respect or treaty with the village, at least she had the chance to practice her abilities in combat.

As the battle progressed, Kusagakure managing to hold their own, Hirihi would maintain her position near the front. Her crimson eyes were locked ahead, looking for any threats that may rise up among the crowds. Some would mutter that her eyes were the eyes of a demon, showing the true darkness inside of her. Swinging her tonfa, breaking bones and blocking windpipes, Hirihi kept a close proximity to the leader she was set to protect. If any were to approach, she would immediately step forward and prove Kumogakure's intentions of supporting the village.

So far, none had managed to get near him. They couldn't get past her, the blood stained battlefield littered with bodies and weapons of those that had failed. Hopefully, this would be the norm for the remainder of the conflict.

[chiatsuki]

natsufubuki

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Flashbacks
Post Two

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But it wouldn’t be.

A sad sight most would say to lust for such sinful tendencies; but what other choice did anyone have when their home was being threatened by an evil entity? Kumogakure hadfought ferociously right alongside it’s adopted minor nation and continued to do so in honor of the shinobi nations. While other nations wanted power kumogakure and kusagakure wanted peace for everyone and everything. This however wasn’t the goal that everyone shared and was the reason for the war.

Natsufubuki watched patiently from atop a tree he’d climbed just seconds ago. Altering his eyes he would shift from both fronts whilst engulfing himself within the dance of the zodiac ballroom. His hands marvelously came together in formation; bear, dog, rabbit, monkey. At the end of its seal a might charge of lightning would shoot from his torso in the form of a clone. This clone would light the battlefield, which had become gloomy and grey, exploding in a massive electrocution within the center of the enemies stronghold.

All the while his eyes still stayed alert to the man with a patch on his black cloak. It resembled the sign of a blue cloud and he knew right then and there that this was much deeper than he thought. The wild and tempered funikumi would jump from the ledger of the tree with the hilt of his blade shining with a blue electrical stream. His arms would raise over his head as he came crashing down onto the field stabbing his sword into the ground unleashing a torrent of electrical energy into the crowd of rebels.

He would keep his sword in the ground. . the electrical current streaming through it at a constant rate. Walking slowly past the piles of dead bodies Hyoka would find himself facing that very same man he had spotted. The cloaked man was now on the ground facing the sky as he twitched from the aftershocks. Taking a knee the genin would find himself staring deep into the mans eyes. . and what he found would startle him to no end. “..wha…..what are you!?” he’d say jumping back a full three feet before pausing.

The cloaked man, smirking devilishly, would raise to his feet completing a set of seals so fast it’d created a blur. “Funikumi! Stand back!” the resilient leader would shout out to his cousins and friends of the same clan. Just as soon as he were done the cloaked mans cloak would fly off of him in an instant revealing his figure as a mighty wind escaped his figure in every which direction tearing up the battlefield. . even his own men. The only thing hyoka could do was parry his arms across his face jumping back with his knees tucked under his arm.

(Since you are also a storyteller you can begin controlling some aspects, I don’t’ care which. Let’s make this fun for each other).

[Hirihi]

The battle was becoming more wild as the minutes passed. One second, a man would be running to attack, the next, he would be lying in a pool of blood. There would be no time for Hirihi to rush to their aid, as she would be too far away. Her primary reasoning for being there, the local bodyguard for a nameless man, was important. The secondary, healing, was hard to even do. At the moment that she had her hands over a man's chest, attempting to heal the deep lacerations to his body, there would be a sudden silence among the people. The crash of electricity, the thundering from it echoing through the trees and bouncing it back around, would draw her eyes away from what she was doing. Glowing green hands worked tirelessly to heal his body as she watched what would unfold next.

Immediately rising to her feet, Hirihi would rush forward. She had not taken damage from the electricity that had rang out thus far, but she would see the sight of a young boy holding a sword in the ground, falling to a knee as her client to protect would look to the boy. No... This isn't right. She thought to herself. None of the people she had seen there were that age. None of them. Most of them were over 16, none even looking remotely close to his age. Where had he come from? It was at this point that Hirihi would rush forward, leaving behind her patient in an attempt to stop the boy.

She wouldn't kill him, that was her intention. She would merely knock the boy out and take him to the side. The woman was 22 years old, but she was not battle hardened enough to kill a child. In her movements forward, her cloaked client would let out an attack that rippled through the battlefield. It tore through friend and foe, tore at the earth, and brought to immediately take down the boy. At that moment, Hirihi was in the air, striking her foot down on the ground just a meter away from the boy. In that moment that her foot would connect with the ground, her chakra would surge through the ground and create a crater that would sink the boy out of harm's way for just a moment.

The cloaked man would not expect to have the sudden drop, skidding to a halt as he looked at the handiwork of the female ninja that was SUPPOSED to be working for him. Staring the man down, who now stood merely a meter away from the boy, Hirihi half that distance away from him. This was risking her mission, but it was still a problem of conscience. She wouldn't witness a boy being hurt that day. Not if she could help it.

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Chakura no Iko (Chakra Strength Gathering)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Medical Arts / Nintaijutsu
Range: Self
Chakra/Stamina: Mid - Very High
Special: Serves as a base for all Medic-Strength techniques by boosting Souin with power equal to highest rank known. Highest rank known also determines the amount of time needed for Souin users to momentarily gather their strength and energy before unleashing the powered-up strike.

* D: Whole turn
* C: 3/4th of a turn
* B: Half a turn
* A: 1/4th of a turn
* S: Near-Instant


# Tsuuten Kyaku (Bruising Sky Leg)
Rank: D, C B, A, S
Type: Offensive / Medical Arts / Nintaijutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Chakra/Stamina: High
Special: Can create craters where one's leg lands from the force of the strike, creating extreme unbalance to those around. Bonus damage of strike depends on highest rank of 'Chakura no Iko' known. Highest rank known determines area of crater and deepness of strike.


* D: 2 meter crater // 1 meter depth
* C: 4 meter crater // 2 meter depth
* B: 6 meter crater // 3 meter depth
* A: 8 meter crater // 4 meter depth
* S: 10 meter crater // 5 meter depth


Description: Using the monstrous strength gathered from their fine turned chakra, the medic will raise their leg in a high arc, and bring it thundering down causing massive damage to whatever it impacts. If one of these kicks or strikes were to connect, they would kill a normal ninja.
Domain: Souin. Chakura no Iko.

[chiatsuki]

natsufubuki

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Flashbacks
Post Two

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Though young his potential was far greater than any other shinobi in the village of grass. His passion lit like the solar flares procuring from the sun. The blood thirsty shinobi who wanted to avenge his parents was now in trouble – or so he thought. The attack itself was somewhat a miniscule detail to what was truly about to happen to him. In fact he could have survived the attack and retracted towards his opponent who would have been left open by now. . but no.

As he’d jumped back, holding his breathe for gods sake, the mighty winds woulds begin to blister him up and tear through his skin releasing the blood all around him. But just as he thought this would be the only attack thrown at him. . another attack from his rear would send him flying unconsciously to the side hitting his head upon a tree rendering him useless for the rest of the battle. (‘ what the fu…’) in moments he’d be daydreaming as his brothers and sisters continued on the fight without him.

[tigaevo]

+23 soh
+20 matto

Modified, all players must exit the thread before you receive double exp.

[chiatsuki]

/exit

[Hirihi]

-exit-

[tigaevo]

Happy birthday nrp, and NOOB SOHYO, and welcome Matto

+23 SOH
+20 matt

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