Masumi vs Kurai! Finals!

[Proctor Tōjō]

Strong iron walls surround the 30x60 meter rectangular arena. The sky is visible above, giving way to the thin sheet of snow covering the ground; small piles of powdery white bunch up at random. A single stream of water runs down the center of the arena from each longest end, and a single, lifeless tree rests next to it at the center of the frozen battleground. Thick and heavily reinforced glass forged by the locals is embedded high (30 meters) in the iron walls to allow for spectators, and only one door exists on one of the short ends of rectangle.

The two fighters stood thirty meters apart whilst facing one another and having their backs point towards a corner in the arena. A crowd of celebrities and civilians alike had gathered to witness the upcoming fights. The proctor would remain in the arena for the duration for fight in case things go too far, though it was unlikely that the participants would notice his presence once the match would begin.

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First posts are intros only. Masumi posts first.

48 hour IIC—if you miss your IIC twice then you are disqualified.

PM any questions regarding the round to me. If a dispute comes up and the two combatants cannot come to an agreement, you can PM a battle moderator to settle the dispute.

The round will over whenever one of the fighters are unable to continue battle or if the proctor steps in and declares a winner himself.

[Sayomi]

A violent sea, a grotesque monster; weathering an impending storm through the pitch black I navigate the annals of life.

The Hozuki found herself walking from her respective end of the arena, from the dark recesses of her entrance she stepped into the light and into the overwhelming cheers of her spectators. The girls eyes were cold and quickly looked forward, boring into the form of her opponent. A wry smile shaped her lips as she swore beneath her breath. This match was indeed going to be hard, but what was life without its many challenges? Fate was a fickle whore, Masumi herself acknowledged this fact as she repeated the name of the man who was to be her opponent. (mental speech) "Kurai."

It was the same man who had earlier dispatched her kin-the Hozuki she had met during the second round. Who'd had thought he'd be Masumi's final opponent in the Chuunin exams. The final step till she'd ascend into victory. Masumi had struggled too hard, had endured so much and to simply be stopped here was not an option, nor a fate she was readily happy to resign herself too. If anything she held a little leeway, for she knew the elemental nature of the man, and her own prowess was but secret to her opponent, unless he too had studied up on her. Whilst walking forward the Kirigakure kunoichi pondered on what should be her first move.

A quick, decisive win would be the smart thing to do, but this was more than a match. It was to show the full strength of Kirigakure. The frightening power they held. The girl had made a mental note of all that was around her, thanks to her jumping gaze. Mounds of ivory were situated about their battlefield, almost as if each was hand placed, a tree, withered by time stood, almost wavering. It marked the epicenter, along with the flowing stream. Masumi could easily let loose in such a area, she had no worries about holding back.

(speaking haughtily) "So... will you prove to be more a match than last Kumogakure shinobi I fought?"

Her blunt, playful words were meant to throw her opponent off guard, mind games were but a part of Shinobi warfare. A little fit of laughter would follow, accompanied by her final words, for now at least.

"Or is this the extent of your villages power?"

Those words slipped off her tongue like poison, and it'd be just as venomous. Becoming limber, Masumi's posture loosened as she pushed aside her pink locks, her hand lingering just a hairs breath from Kubikiri's hilt. During all this time she'd crossed 20 meters into foreign territory, leaving just 10 till she entered the fray.

[BLKND]

y a m a n a k a . k u r a i

A whirlwind of brisk winter air would course around every portion of this melodramatic arena. A silky film would cover the course, bare ground that would compose the decently sized battlefield. Of course this would only accent the power of his malice. His evil was almost palpable. The incredibly thin frame would reveal the effect of his disease. However, as an untold number of pristine, clean bandages would suffocate his body, it would form his body perfectly. The skin tight bandages would expose just how small he actually was. Of course, this was a stark contrast to his incredibly decent stature. A dismal black kimono would hang from his shoulders to reveal a large portion of his chest and ribbed stomach, of course all hidden behind the bright white bandages that had become his second skin. Of course, what mattered the most was not the difference between his mummy-specific attire, and his classic Yamanaka kimono, but instead was the difference between himself and his enemy. Two eyes, nearly glowing with anticipation would reveal a horrifying color. A bright gold would expose themselves compared to the abysmal black color of his orbs. His stare was the gaze of a demon, and as his eyes would reveal his intent, it would be his gaze that would reveal his actions.

The fiery strawberry hair of the girl, growing ever closer to him would act more as a warning than as any sort of fashion choice or genetic inheritance. Her tongue was sharp, and she had revealed that within an instant, instantly downplaying the ability of those from his village. Not having time to attend her match, he was unsure of her opponent, not that he was familiar with many of the ninja that had attended the exams from his village. However, she had still disrespected him without a proper inquiry of who he really was. Of course, he had become used to it. Having been an outcast for his entire life, he held no sympathy for his fellow Kumo-nin. However he did hold a soft spot for his home. While her insult was not worth any sort of physical reprimanding, it was still worth a cursory insult. His face, hidden behind a mile of bandages would constrict his face from making many movements while his tongue would spit a venomous comeback.

"I... intend to crush you, and then your puny village." He would say casually, his deep, raspy voice sounding as if he happened to be choking on an excitement that his face was incapable of showing.

While she grew closer and closer to him, he would not hesitate to move further and further away from her, making sure that they were to keep a solid distance away from each other so as to prevent her from pulling any jutsu from thin air. It would be long until he wasn't more than ten meters away from the wall behind him, her steady creeping having reached a point that he was considerably uncomfortable with. Of course, he wouldn't let her know his, his emotionless face revealing nothing at all, not even the steady contempt that he would hold for her at the moment. He detested violence, but if that's what it took to he sure to prove that he was the superior, he would engage; at least for the few seconds it would take for him to prove it. Having maintained the thirty meters between the two, he could tell that she was poised to strike, a snake, venom dripping from her fangs. It would be easy to assume that he was frightened of her from this retreat, and if she would be believe his trick, she would be in for a considerable surprise.

ooc: shitty post, sorry. also, I have work all day tomorrow and the day after, so sorry if I miss the IIC.

p o s t . o n e

[Sayomi]

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A smirk danced upon the devil's visage, its eyes carefully watching as her opponent submissively retreated. Masumi would had abruptly laughed aloud at his cowardice, but his retort lead her to believe he was but an actor within a play, a farce conceived to deceive the Hozuki. She'd play into his deception and let him believe he played her strings so craftily, but it'd be he who'd have his strings played, within this play he was the marionette. "Hmph, such malice from the rabbit that runs, searching for its hole. How contradictory!" The words rolled off her sharp tongue like venom from a snake coiled to attack. Her reverse deception was now in play and the cards dealt. It was time for the first move.

Whilst she'd spoken he'd reached the end of his retreat, his back ten meters from the wall. Finally the frightened rabbit had been cornered, but if he thought being at a distance would keep him safe, he was sorely mistaken. Just as his heels tapped the threshold of ten meters from the wall, Masumi casually reached within her pouch grabbing a smoke grenade and with a simple pop and toss of it, she'd allow the obscuring mist to billow out, masking her movements. She threw it so that it'd obscure her, but also leave herself free of its effects. He had been foolish to allow her so much room to work with. Whilst the smoke hid her from prying eyes her hands danced together quickly as she formed three replicas of herself, the Mizu bushins taking life from the flowing stream she stood upon.

He had made the miscalculation of allowing her to reach the body of water. Once the clones were birthed, Masumi simply handed off her prized blade to one of the three clones before submerging herself within the streams depths. Surprisingly the stream itself was about ten feet deep, just enough to hide the Hozuki from wandering gazes. With the true Masumi hidden the three clones would spring forth, the only one with the actual Kubikiri in their hands was the one on the righter-most side. The siege was on as the clones sought to surround the man, one in the center, and the other two spaced five meters away evenly. Breathing water for Masumi was just like breathing air, she had no worries of drowning and with her hands clasped together she sifted through seals, ready to unleash something gargantuan!

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[1] smoke grenade

Chakra Mastery [1] active
Magical Blast [1] active

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Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu (Water Clone Techqniue)
Rank: C, C, C [D rank cost]
Type: Supplementary / Suiton Ninjutsu
Range: Self
Chakra: Mid
Special: Clone speed matches that of the user. Up to one clone can be made at a time, plus one more each time retrained. Explosion range covers 5 meters. For every 4 clones simultaneously detonated over an opponent, the effects of 'Water Prison' can be achieved without needing physical contact. Same 'Prison' effects apply.
Description: With this technique, the Suiton user is able to call upon aid from a perfect copy of themselves. Comprised purely of water, this clone retains the user movement speed and can share linked mental judgement. Best of all, physical strikes fixed on a point within their body will force it to break up into a puddle and join the mass below, able to avoid danger and regenerate anywhere the water exists. Finally, when defeated, the clone explodes into a blob of water that aims to take over the nearest opponent available. If found, the water envelops the victim whole, drowning them in the user's cursed water and setting up more attacks of the same nature.
Domain: Suiton.

[1] prep

[BLKND]

y a m a n a k a . k u r a i

A spark would sudden ignite an intrigue that could no longer be ignored. This spark, while initially coming from the friction between the two competitors had quickly flickered into an engrossing ember that would suddenly come to control the young man and his next course of action. As the two dark pools would recognize what appeared to be a bomb, they would additionally recognize what it was that this bomb was capable of. Whether it be poison, smoke, shrapnel or flame, a foreign object emerging in the heat of battle meant only one thing: danger. As the ball would be hurled forward, it would ignite, revealing its contents placidly to the young man who would remain underwhelmed. For as this fawn would bark her offensive content at the Yamanaka, it would only signal to the hunter that the prey was soon to be taken. Never being one for close combat, Kurai had recently been exposed to the advantages of his affinity against those using the water element. Of course, while he had no idea what affinity this fawn would carry, he was more than aware of the location of the only source of water that would run through the battlefield. While the tree had been his instrument of choice in the previous round, his suiton-favoring enemy had revealed to him a valuable lesson: water intensifies lightning. It had been an unexpected treasure in the previous round, but it was a much predicted treasure much more recently. While not intending to lure her to the stream at the very start of the match, she nonetheless had been capable of leading herself there. However, his plan would meet an unexpected fault in the form of her recently produced smoke grenade. The tool would fly through the air, instantly obscuring whatever vision he held of her. However, that did not mean that he was unaware of her last position. As soon as the smoke presented itself, he would go to work. His hands moving at a speed that would go to show just how much he was ready to advance to the next level of shinobi. This rate of symbols, seals and shapes that his hands would create was impressive to say the least, but would make it all the more impressive was that the jutsu he had chosen to perform had to be perfectly timed as well. With the smoke separating the two of them, he was left only to assume what it was that she was up to, and for her the same. With the plume of smoke engaging more the battlefield ,it would be impossible to predict where it was that she would move to, but as the cloud would begin to dissipate, things got a bit simpler.

Three women now stood in front of him, with only one standing out from the rest. While it would be simple to assume that it would be this one that would hold the most value, it was a simple trick that he had also witnessed in the previous round, however, on the opposite end. If this girl was capable of making it this far into the tournament, all the way to the final round, it would be foolish of him to underestimate her. While was no where near sure, the only thing that was, was that regardless, all of these clones were an equal threat to him, and had to be eliminated as soon as possible. As his hand seals would finish, and the smoke would clear, the change in scenery would begin to set in. The endless white that would only be brightened by the iron walls around them would grow an eerie gray, with an almost instant storm covering a small portion of the battlefield. It was almost cartoonish; the speed and intensity of the storm, and yet as it appeared atop the three fawn, waiting to be shot down, it's reality would quickly prove itself. While the technique had been intended to attack where he could assume her position, it would now be used to flush her out, eliminating all possibilities that she would be foolish enough to stay exposed, thinking that her clones would confuse him.

Bright flashes would clash together, gnashing and tearing away towards the three women. With the three of them being the central and only focus of the technique, the constant torrent of electricity would tear away at them from a relatively point blank range, the massive cloud both hiding and isolating them from the rest of the arena. As the dark clouds would surround and attack them, it would leave Kurai a small amount of time to make his way away from the wall, and in a circular motion towards the back of the three, hopefully distracting them with the threat of lightning bolts tearing away at them. Additionally, with the three of them having been unfortunate to have been summoned stationary, the added effect of the stream would only assist the attack, the three of them feeling the full brunt of the attack intended for only their creator. Of course, with the three of them standing on water, it would only be assumed that the water would feel the harshness of the fangs to a certain degree as well. With two beady eyes staring into the demise of the women, his legs rapidly carrying him across the battlefield, his hands would quickly thrust themselves into his pockets, reaching for two items essential for the inevitable follow-up for his enemy if she would reveal herself.

Where are you, my prey?

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Ikadzuchi no Kiba (Lightning Bolt Fang)
Rank: B [C Ranked Cost]
Type: Offensive / Raiton Ninjutsu
Range: See special!
Chakra: High [Mid]
Special: Distance the user can cast the sphere and diameter of the lightning plume striking area depends on the user's highest 'Karai Shin' range. Storm lasts 1 turn, plus 1 more each time retrained.
Description: Universally known yet still very dangerous, the Lightning Bolt Fang is an ‘area of effect/attack’ technique; essentially, once the user finishes the required seals, to their eyes only, a sphere appears before them, along the ground wherever they choose to target. With the target selected, a storm quickly falls onto that area, several levels of intense lightning sent to wash over and shock all organic material within range. The storm is even so intense that the lightning plumes last for the whole turn. The closer one is towards the central stream of lightning, the more damage they shall suffer.
Domain: Raiton. Karai Shin 'B'.

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1 kunai prepped.
1 baku tag prepped.

p o s t . t w o

[Sayomi]

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To even think for a second that the clones were not already on the move by time the smoke began to clear was folly. Even though Masumi herself was not privy to the seals made by her opponent, her own jutsu and actions were far more faster than that of his, and so the clones would had been away from the five meter wide stream and still going by time the smoke went away.

Lighting struck the hiding hunter, ripples of crackling electricity pulsed through the stream aggressively sending a devastating shock to Masumi's system. The pain caused was great and for a moment her own body faltered as it began to show signs of turning, her form becoming more malleable until finally the pulses subsided, leaving a hurt Masumi in pain for a brief moment as she sought to catch herself. She did not surface, but another attack like that wasn't going to be good.

As the dark clouds would surround and attack them, it would leave Kurai a small amount of time to make his way away from the wall, and in a circular motion towards the back of the three, hopefully distracting them with the threat of lightning bolts tearing away at them.

Whilst that the storm had taken one more victim, striking the clone to the far left. The clone burst into a puddle of water, no more to exist. The other two leaped and dodged as they sought to cut of the running rabbit. Since he had ran forward, he had darted into dangerous parts. Whilst he ran to try and out maneuver the clones, such was futile. Five meters separated them from him as the one with Kubikiri ran along side parallel to him so that he could not get behind them. The other had ran further up so that he could not retreat.

Ten meters had only separated the rabbit from the lioness who sat in wait within the stream, hands dancing beneath the water. The man wouldn't

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[1] prep

[BLKND]

y a m a n a k a . k u r a i

Shadows danced against the bright white stage that would make up the battlefield. The snow would shine brilliantly as his feet would pound against the the ground, thrusting him forward at a magnificent pace. As his draping black kimono would cut through the air, whipping violently behind him, he would only notice how rapidly his competition was as well. Two of them; tailing him magnificently well would cut through the snow at an equally rapid pace. Twins, their thin bodies would twist through the morning sunlight only to reveal their strawberry hair curling behind them at an equally rapid rate. When there had once been three, there now remained two, one of which exploding in an array of water, that would reveal something very vital to the young man. Much like his previous enemy, this woman was a user of the water affinity. Staying true to her country, the water would remain frigid as it would join the snow that coated the ground, the sound of it's weight coated by the sounds of the constant stream. While the three bodies would course through the battlefield, the clones appearing to be focused on tailing him, it would give him the ideal opportunity to figure out which method would be the most ideal to escape them. The flames atop their heads were dead giveaways of their locations, so it wouldn't be hard to find them once more, leaving him ample options to escape.

It was a pity to regurgitate past options, but it would appear that his best option would be the one that would allow him the most time to figure out his situation. His enemy, the Mizu-nin could have been one of these two women, but considering that they refused to be intimidated by the demise of one of their own, the chances were unlikely. These were pawns, used to leave the young man open for her next, tactical move. He couldn't allow that to happen. His fingers, flushing together into an array of hand seals, the pure white bandages that would cover his fingers, would emerge into a magnificent, yet few amount of formations. His body turning to his left, his left leg would ground itself into the earth as he would spin before committing to a powerful ability. Within a flash, his body would erupt itself back towards the wall, in a diagonal direction as to avoid the women that stood in his way. However, as his body would erupt into an explosion of movement, it would simultaneously erupt into a fabulous array of luminescence. His body, skidding closer to the wall would only work to be hidden by what appeared to be an explosion of light. However, as the eyes of everyone who viewed his previous location, from the onlookers to the very women that would seek his demise, would curve into an astute blindness, it would be his next maneuver that would truly work to his advantage. His left palm, digging into the earth in an attempt to slow his body against the snow would remain erect, while his right hand would thrust itself forward, aimed directly at the clone that would once be behind him. Unsure of the hierarchy between the two, his only option would be to attack them both, as fast as he possibly could. His right arm, thrusting itself to his back would emerge with two kunai, one of which having the handle covered with what appeared to be an subtle red tag. As he would launch the kunai at the two women, he would be sure to aim for a position between the two of them as to give them a decent effect from his tactical maneuver; essentially aiming to hit them both. The baku tag reserved for the clone with the considerably large weapon tucked between her fingers. The stretch of his arm would cause his body to fall backwards, his butt now sliding across the ground as the momentum of his movement would continue to carry him further away. It would only be small portion after his throw, when the kunai would reach a decent distance between the two would his left hand raise to his face, his magnificent golden eyes vibrating from the chakra used to exact an explosion strong enough to effect his enemies. His goal was clear; he didn't seek to kill anyone this round, yet discovering if either of these women were worth his time instead appeared to be the primary goal.

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脱兎の CHISOKU INADZUMA NO JUTSU
Rank: C
Type: Ninjutsu / Offensive
Range: 10 meters
Special: Chisoku Inadzuma no Jutsu is an expansion of Shunshin no Jutsu. Meaning the uses correlate with Shunshin no Jutsu. One use of Chisoku Inadzuma no Jutsu takes away a usage of Shunshin no Jutsu. The user only needs to learn this once, to continue the usages of Chisoku Inadzuma no Jutsu one simply learns Shunshin no Jutsu over again.
Description: Everything is practically mimicked from Shunshin no Jutsu. However the only difference with Chisoku Inadzuma no Jutsu is raiton chakra is used to blind the victim whom is looking upon the user before the technique happens. This blinding lightning is enough to cause a simple distraction so anyone looking upon the user can’t read the Shunshin and where the user is headed. The simple blinding lightning appears automatically for the user, blinding anyone looking upon the user from 20 meters away and requires no extra timing. The potency of the flash obviously weakens the further the victim is from the user. Anyone 10 meters or less from the user is blinded for one post. Someone 11 through 20 meters away is blinded for half a post. Meaning this technique is practically the same as Shunshin no Jutsu minus the small blinding of lightning. Sadly however, this technique will surly give away the users location if they’re being stealthy.
Domain: Raiton; Shunshin no Jutsu; Kumogakure Exclusive

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2 kunai used.
1 baku tag used.

p o s t . t h r e e

[Sayomi]

the ACTION

Thrust themselves into his pockets, reaching for two items essential for the inevitable follow-up for his enemy if she would reveal herself.

the MISTAKE

You had already prior to your recent post reached for and grabbed two weapons, which is evident since you not only prep them, but also name them. In your latest post you did not mention releasing said items, so it is assumed you still posses them in your hands, which void your seals.

CINEMATIC

By now the clones were both close enough to attack and whilst the man fumbled clumsily through hand-seals while he held two weapons, the Mizu Bushins took opportunity to swiftly close the five meter gap, both charged in with almost deadly closing speed, strawberry locks danced as the beating of the true Masumi's heart knocked rapidly upon its chambers. Things were about to get fun. The girls came from both the front and the back. The frontal assault was simple, a downward slash of the heavy blade as the sneak attack from behind sought to simultaneously grab hold of him. (since no other actions follow without your jutsu I did the following.)

Whilst that Masumi beneath the water unleashed a massive jutsu, the form of a dragon made entirely of acidic water rised upwards from the stream, the magnificent creation tunneled through the air as it sough to crush the man who stood some ten meters from her. The dragons maw would open and attempt to devour him whole as the concussive force of the water would try to crush him and also eat away at his flesh. The dragon would of course explode into water, flooding the en-caged stage they fought in. If he survived the battle was sure to be much more fun.

With the water bellowing out Masumi would swim beneath the surface of the flooded area moving closer to the body of the rabbit whilst her hands flash in an array of seals. She wasn't tacking any chances, getting shocked again would prove disastrous for her. One way or another she was going home victor of the final match.

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[1] prep

Suiryuudan no Jutsu (Water Dragon Projectile Technique)
Rank: A>S
Type: Offensive / Suiton Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 40 meters
Chakra: Very High
Special: Due to the nature of the attack, the dragon can strike available aerial targets as well. If the dragon’s head is severed from its body, the lost appendage reverts to its natural water state and the remaining severed stub attached to the water source can re-grow once more. Only focusing a strong attack on the head will defeat it for sure.
Description: Suiryuudan no Jutsu is one of Suiton’s strongest ninjutsu, mainly because of its impact force and its ability to attack enemies in the air and on the ground. The ninja does a long string of hand seals which then causes a column of water in the form of a dragon to rise from the water and then strike at their target. Upon striking its target and ensnaring it in its aquatic maw, the dragon explodes with great force, flooding all nearby and providing an ample amount of water for more Suiton techs, should any enemies remain standing…
Domain: Suiton.

Suiton Okori (Water Genesis)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Special Bloodline Technique / Saton Ninjutsu
Range: Self
Chakra: Mid
Special: Because Hozuki are made of water, they can use themselves as a base for all Suiton jutsu. Highest rank known determines the rank of Suiton the Hozuki can use.
Description: A very basic yet essential technique, this allows the Hozuki to use their bodies as mediums for the birthing of Water jutsu should they lack the environmental advantage, or some sort of carrying device housing water. Because they themselves are made of water, it makes accessing Water jutsu near instantaneously - just keep in mind not to use too much, or the user will simply weaken themselves!
Domain: Hozuki. Suika no Jutsu.

Gisan-Hisan (Acid War)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Offensive / Special Bloodline Technique / Suiton Ninjutsu
Range: Self
Chakra: Mid
Special: Degree and damage of poison acid depends on highest rank known. Corrosion time depends on the user's highest 'Hydration Technique' rank known - 'D' rank Hydration starts with 5 turns of required exposure for full corrion, and each rank higher brings the time down by one turn. Corrosive strength depends on rank:

D ~ Skin
C ~ Earth & Elements
B ~ Wood
A ~ Rock
S ~ Steel

Description: Once the Hozuki begin to understand their blood and how to control it, they learn to combine their ninjutsu powers in order to give their 'jelly' special properties. In this case, the Hozuki's very essence transforms into an acidic poison, corrosive on contact and highly invasive upon sensing foreign bodies. The best part about it all is that the Hozuki's color does not change one bit, giving no indication that they are wielding cursed waters. When combined with other clan techniques, this essence alteration can be highly effective for combat.
Domain: Hozuki. 'Ultimate Hydration'.

[BLKND]

y a m a n a k a . k u r a i

As his opponents would close in on him, his demise would become evident. Pure golden oculars would peer out into the wilderness. The wild that would construct his deafening persona would call to him, and to that of his soul. However dark of a person he had once been, it didn't really matter much more. Pure ebony would peer into nonexistence as his frail body would crumble under the weight of his own faultiness. He had made it this far, and he had done it on a gamble, a gamble that he had been unprepared for. As the looming shadow of this dragon would peer over him, the corrosive fangs sharp, and wet, awaiting his flesh to fall into shreds with every crush of its chops. In fact, it would be so distracting, that the cool slice of his enemy's weapons would continue to remain almost irrelevant as his own blood would course through the exterior of his body erupting through his viscera as it would spout out through his mouth. It was warm; a refreshing change from the harsh cold that constructed this arctic climate. His chest, bursting with disdain would curse himself silently. He had not come here to win, or to prove his dominance, for that he was grateful. He put nothing of a reputation on the line today, but there was still something eating away at him. His body, quickly falling to his knees would continue to stare at the oncoming wave, its ferocity only clouding it's diabolical intentions. The massive, sweet eyes of his little sister would remain staring at him through his mind's eye. Her stare was cute, and unrefined, which was something that defined her in a way. He would be forced to face her upon his return, and he knew that. However, what made things worse was that the weight that had been on his shoulders, the weight of his village would finally fall, shattering at the feet of Kirigakure.

This woman, despite her age, was on a different tier, and despite his training was far superior to him. She was determined, and he could see that in her eyes, full of power. However it would only be an instant before those eyes would be washed away with him. He was right all along; she had used his same tactic. She was never there in the first place. No grin, no smile, and no laughter would reveal his pleasure in having figured her out. But what did make his face contort into an automatic smile, hidden behind the visage of bandages was the fact that as this wave, the pressure of rock crashing against his body working hard to crack a considerable number of bones at the front of his frame, was that he had seen her face. Her hair, billowing in the speed of her own technique was her trademark. Bright red tendrils straightened by the wave's pressure would make her stand out. He would discover her identity, and exact his revenge. The words he had whispered to her initially still stood. If it was not today, it would be another day. He would crush her, and everything that surrounded her, just as she had crushed him. He would make her crawl back into the arms of her family, shaming her just as she had done to him. Just as she would hold no remorse for him, he would do the same to her. It would only be a matter of time.

As his consciousness would shift, the pain would too. The water, cool, would remain sharp, burning his flesh by the instant, hidden by his lack of consciousness. Once removed by the proctor, there would be a clear winner, the lifeless body of the young Yamanaka proving that it was not him.

KO'ed

p o s t . f o u r

[Sayomi]

From the devastation she caused, Masumi rose from the tainted waters, her eyes falling upon utter calamity. A profound feeling overtook her, the gaze of the lioness swooped over the scenery, witnessing the proctor save the boy from what was a death blow, and attack meant to snatch the very life from his soul. Cruel and callous. Finally, after all her work she'd came out on top, there was none other to contest her might and prowess.

She was at the very top. Satisfied as she allowed herself to be overtaken by the cheers that soon went hoarse with excitement, she knew that Mist power was established here and now. Not even the favorite to win it all-Kumogakure stood in her way. She came in alone, and it was she who left, a winner. Masumi only smirked as she walked away, back to her respective end, the gates opening allowing her admittance.

"It was all easy..."

exit

[Trigga]

Taiga + 48!
Obs + 48!