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[Iizuka]

This was, needless to say, not my natural habitat.

The music sent vibrations across the entire structure, bass lines shaking the earth and rattling my body. The sound coming from the speakers was deafening, and to make matters worse the lighting was dim. Streaks of random colors were thrown about by bulbs in numerous rotating posts, but none of them shone brightly. Throughout the beams of light bodies could be seen, although not too many were around. It was about midnight, a time that people in Tetsu no Kuni retreated to their homes. Staying any later would be potential suicide once they had to go back. I had personally come to take refuge in the club.

I was not clothed for such harsh extremes as found in Iron Country, yet here I was, aimlessly journeying with not even the slightest idea as to what it was I wanted to pursue. I maneuvered my way through the dance floor, easily sliding past the few remaining dancers on the floor. Eventually I'd slide across, reaching the bar on the opposite side. A few people sat along its length, resting upon stools while they awaited their drinks. Otherwise, however, the people were out on the dance floor, dancing in their drunken stupor and enjoying life as it came. It was odd, really... We'd just come from war, yet people always found a way to block out reality. I'd sigh as I turned back to the bar, taking my own seat as I looked up at the oncoming bartender. What was I doing here?

"Vodka. Bring me vodka."

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"Vodka. Bring me vodka."

Your request was given- Of course it would surely help you think of other things which didn’t have to do with the cold weather outside. The barman was unsure of how long exactly you’d stay in this god-forsaken place, but one thing was for sure- he was ready to milk you of any money that you could possibly have to give, that was for sure. Nodding at your request, he’d soon take you a glass and pour you some- Straight. Wasn’t someone daring tonight?! Of course it was enough, but not enough to get you dead, which was good, really. Passing it to you, he’d then hold his hand out and expect the pay for it- With the sign behind him explaining all of the prices, you’d surely know without having this narrative to explain to you, but mostly, it’s because I have no clue how much vodka would cost in ryo.

Returning to reality (Or was it fantasy!?) once the money would be given the barman would go on to serve some more people. It wasn’t all that different to any other night at the moment, and surely if you hadn’t been to that many clubs, you wouldn’t be all that interested in what was happening- It wasn’t a blazing party at the moment due to the fact that many a person had gone back home in search of some sleep and a good way to prevent a hangover tomorrow morning, but it didn’t stop both the staff, and the other people from stopping to dance. Drunken girls danced like newborn foals on the dancefloor with shaking legs, crumping at any opportunity that they had, whilst the men simply gazed at them from the bar and from the corners of the rooms- It was.. a strange place, really.

However, slamming a glass down on the table with such force, one would wonder if it would shatter or not, you’d look to see what would appear to be a male, in his early 20’s, his jet back hair slicked back in spikes- Of course it wasn’t so full of gel that it looked like someone had attacked his hair with some weapon, but it didn’t look greasy anyway, to say the least, it looked pretty cool. This cool aura about him would continue, his eyes covered by black shades as his chocolate-coloured skin bore muscles from here to infinity- He wasn’t bound in the stuff, but he was well toned, his arms being quite impressive, whilst his torso was also pretty powerful looking. Although you were alright- He surpassed you. He looked.. like a model.

Looking over at you he’d raise an eyebrow at you for a few moments in a slightly rude manner before speaking the words; ”What you drinkin’, man? Whatver he’s drinkin’ I want, I’ll pay for it, his AND mine, barman! You got me?” it was a kind gesture, that was for sure. But why? Did he like the way you looked? Was he trying to chat you up? Or was he genuinely trying to be nice in a place such as this? It was strange to really have someone do this to you without expecting something in return, so surely there was something odd up, right? It was really hard to distinguish at the moment, but handing over a sum of ryo, he’d pay for both the drink that he had ordered, he soon getting the same thing of you. Sitting on the barstool he’d grin;

”You don’t look as if you come from around here!
A foreigner, right?”

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[Iizuka]

I watched as the clear liquid poured into the glass, watched it ripple with the vibrations coming from all around. His grim still firm upon the glass, I'd look to the right to see his hand, outstretched, awaiting the payment. I'd pull out some ryo, paying the exact price of what I ordered. I had no idea, really, of the price, just that I'd paid it in full and not a penny more. I had that kind of sixth sense, but only when no one else knew the price. It just happened, and soon enough the bartender would be on his way and I would already be downing my drink. Raising the glass to my lips and tipping it, my night had begun.

The alcohol burned my throat as it ran past, streaming down into my empty stomach. I'd done this on purpose, for I was lost in this world. I had no country, currently, to return to, and none of my comrades had made it out of the war, or not that I knew of in any case. I'd found myself in this wasteland with nothing to do but bide my time on random whims, one of which happened to be surviving another night, but for what purpose? I brought the glass to my lips once more, downing the rest of what I had in a single gulp. I didn't exactly intend to remember this night.

People out on the dance floor had thinned out long ago, obviously trying to avoid the fate I was subjecting myself to now. What remained were the drunkards and party-goers, living life as it came but with no true purpose in mind. Some of them would wake up with throbbing headaches, some of them would wake up with no recollection of what had happened. Some would wake up naked in the snow missing their kidney, but hey, it was life, right? I shook my head slightly as I placed the glass back on the counter, lowering my head in thought, when...

BAM!

I swung around in my chair, jumping slightly as I looked to the source of the sound. What stared at me was a man of about my age, his hair slicked back into spikes that, for what it was worth, portrayed an immense aura of cool. His eyes, as were mine, were covered by shades that really shouldn't be worn indoors, despite my having been used to it. His figure was well-toned, and it appeared that I was looking at a model of sorts, or at least someone that was far superior to me in terms of looks. His gaze met mine, and for a few awkward moments there was silence.

His mouth finally opened, and even I had to raise my brows at what he said. I'd certainly never seen this man in my life, although I couldn't help but feel welcomed by him. Then again it was midnight and my observations lead me to believe the majority of the people here were drunk or in the process of becoming drunk. Even I began to succumb to the effects of the alcohol, my vision blurring as I looked on at this man. Needless to say, whether it was his fruitless attempts to flirt with me or just his kindness, my already impaired judgement told me that this was no big deal. Smiling back at him while I motioned the bartender for a beer, I'd take my chance to speak.

"No, I come from warmer climates! Takigakure no Sato is my home. Thanks for the drinks, by the way."

I could only smile at his hospitality, but nevertheless a small feeling of doubt accompanied my thoughts of this man. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being lulled into a trap, but that soon faded as the warmth of alcohol rushed through my body. What lay in store for this night?

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"No, I come from warmer climates! Takigakure no Sato is my home. Thanks for the drinks, by the way."

He’d listen to you speak and then seem to give you a big grin- So you were foreign- A land that was destroyed, or as far as he could remember hearing on his local news. Takigakure had been one of the many smaller villages which had seen more destruction than the larger ones like Konohagakure and so on- He must be pretty gutted about his village then, right? Figuring so the man would then shrug a little at the comment about the drinks; ”..It’s my pleasure.” he’d tell you once more in the calm and collected tone which he had used a few moments ago. Keeping his glass on the table, he’d then take a good hard look at you before then shaking his head; ”So you’re from takigakure right? Neat. Must have been a pretty nice place.” he’d say with a sight shrug again, initiating conversation.

But even though this man seemed to be kind enough, surely there was reason behind him coming up to you? Of course, if it was a woman.. it would be another story surely, she would either be here because she was genuinely interested in you, or she just wanted to mooch drinks off you. Either way, even though he seemed to be the guy that everyone wanted to hang around, his cool aura radiating around you as you’d simply sit next to each other, there was something a bit.. off about it all, and you could probably feel it in the air, right? Maybe.. With the smell of alcohol in your nostrils and the sound of people dancing, laughing and music blasting out from speakers, you senses could be of no use here, really. Which was a shame- Since you’d need them..

.. -Why? Right now that wasn’t for you to know. ”So- Why’d you come over to tetsu? With no bad means to you man, but;” a pause in his words, as he’d grin once more, his own clothing clashing with Iizuka’s own in the sense that he was wearing clothes he could party and dance in, whilst you were wearing a kimono. ”You don’t look like the party type. There must be something that draws you here, then? Or was it just a chance stop?” the question would be asked, it seemed that he was interested in why you were here in this club of all places in tetsu. Sure enough there weren’t many of them, but a lot were drawn here because at this time of year, it got dark earlier, which meant the perfect party place for people.

..Just, they’d have to live with the cold that inched away at everyone once they set foot outside. Inside the club it was toasty and warm, the body heat from everyone rising up and cloaking everyone in a slightly humid mist. But it was better than being outside, that was for sure. You had made a right decision by making your way in here, but did you make the right decision by continuing to speak to him? He didn’t really look shady, he looked like a decent guy, but then again even the harshest of criminals could pass off as someone nice and talkative, right? It was up to you whether you’d sever the ties with him now, or keep talking- What would you choose?

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[Iizuka]

I didn't even notice his tone as he spoke, nor did I see shake his head as he spoke once more. The beer arrived and I took a firm hold of it, quickly bringing it to my lips as a feeling of sadness rushed over me. It was a pretty nice place. As I placed the beer back on the counter my smile faded slightly. I hadn't even been able to visit Takigakure, but this man seemed to think it was now non-existent. It was the probable outcome after the war, of course, but I surely wanted to be able to think differently. For a moment I was silent, not realizing that I would come off as rude if I waited any longer.

With the edges of my vision turning into drunken blurs of color and movement, I'd swallow hard and take a breath before answering. "Yeah, it was pretty great... Beautiful waterfalls everywhere, and of course the village itself was a wonder. At least to me..." Suddenly I was drifting again in thought, remembering that I never was able to drink more than a few drinks before I was done for the night. I'd already made a poor decision in drinking the vodka, but now it was too late. I would lose at least a portion of my common sense, ignoring even the insects within me, whom were generally my voice of reason.

I'd look myself over before actually taking a closer inspection of the man's clothes, noticing that his words were quite true. This was, after all, not exactly the kind of place I came to often. In fact, this may have been my first time in such a club. I chuckled heartily, obviously already having forgotten my fears of who I was speaking to. I nodded slightly, pushing the beer away from myself and down the counter. "It's cold out, man! I just needed a place to come in for a little bit before I take off again." I'd glance over to the dance floor for a moment, watching the people that were so oblivious to all that had happened. "The only problem is that I don't know where I'm going anymore."

The humidity of the club hit me swiftly as the alcohol began to warm my body, and for some reason it was refreshing to me. Perhaps it was the dulled senses, but I felt more at home in this club than I had in some time now. So, ignoring the feelings of doubt that I had, I would turn back to the man to continue talking to him. In my own drunken mood I had the audacity to ask him, "I mean no offense by this, but why are you so nice?" Perhaps I was making the wrong move, for my insects were infuriated within me, their messages never ending. Were they warning me?

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You’d seem to explain to him your hometown, and his eyes would seem to linger elsewhere for but a few moments, as if he was trying to recall memories of his own home- Wherever he came from, he didn’t seem to be giving away much secrets about himself right now, which was for the best as far as he was concerned really since it meant that he could drift in and out of existence without you minding. But now that he had introduced himself- sort of (without a name but-) it seemed that you two would now be deep in conversation, you being a bit worse off than he was- Scrap that. Much worse off than he was. Right now you could easily tell that he wasn’t’ drunk. Having taken mature sips from the glass of vodka he had ordered, he was much, much more different to you.

Much cooler too, that must be added. But- With a great laugh, he’d speak to you about the outside world, which right now felt like another planet outside this warm retreat which you both had managed to find, warmth radiating from each and every person in the room. The narrator, noticing that the last few sentences sound like something from brokeback mountain, decides to go on with the dialogue. ”It is pretty cold out there, isn’t it, haha!” he’d say as he’d grin to you widely, as if he found it funny that you found the place cold. He himself was wearing a jacket, so he was well protected, although there was no saying that he wasn’t used to the cold- Maybe he was from some special clan which allowed him to sustain himself in cold climates? Maybe. Right now you knew nothing.

”You don’t know where you’re going? Brother, listen here- Half of us here don’t even know what day it is, what the time is- You have to make your own decisions or you stay in this endless, destructive loop. Break free! But sometimes travelling is the best way to do it..” he’d say, almost speaking from experience by the way that he was speaking to you. Running a hand through his jet black hair his eyes would then keep looking at you from behind the shades that he wore, his right hand then dropping and picking up his drink once more, taking another small swig, his face contorting fittingly after it. It had never been a favourite drink of his, but he was young, so why not?

Shifting away somewhat now so that he faced away from you and instead, the bar in front of you both, he’d then begin to speak again to you, in regards to the question that you had posed to him- Why was he so nice? This, again, would cause him to laugh, it almost seemed as if he was enjoying your company as so to say, but was he just too drunk to care? It was hard to tell, but probably to make yourself feel better you’d think that he did relish conversing with you. ”Why am I so nice? Bro, aren’t you tired of all this hate the war has made? If we just go on and kill, hate and take the time to make enemies then what’s the point of this temporary peace? We might as well just be shot back in to war, man. Don’t you think so too?” OMG he was so inspiring! And so cool! He was such a great speaker and a great looker that it gave off the effect that he was some kind of celebrity! OMG u had better be enjoying his presence!
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[Iizuka]

OOC: Sorry for the wait, schoolwork is running my life. Should be ready to make better posts tomorrow or Wednesday.

IC:

The warmth of my drunken stupor was now rising to a slow boil. The humidity of the club seem to hit me randomly with moist bouts of moist, body-odor scented air. I hadn't even danced and I felt filthier than I had in a long time. I reached desperately for the beer once more, quickly downing it in order to remain cool. Yet as the alcohol coursed down my throat, I quickly realized the error in my ways as a thirst came over me. My next order would contain water with ice, and that was it. My senses had been dulled quite enough, already.

I grinned weakly as the heat increased, and I nodded as I took long sips from the water that would have now been brought to me. The cold weather of which he spoke sounded wonderful right now, but even I knew that the heat flash was only due to the alcohol, it would pass in time. For the moment I sustained my gaze on the man before me, attempting to focus on his conversation instead of the heat coursing through my body. My weak grin turned to a bright smile at his words, and I, in my drunkenness, took his words to heart. They were enlightening for me, the silly drunk bastard who had stumbled into this bar so late at night.

I seemed unable to respond to him, save for the big smile and the nods I gave to him. Finally after a few moments of my silence I would manage to mutter, albeit under my breath, "You're right, I have to take control of myself..." Then, watching as he picked his drink up and took a sip from it, I saw how he casually ran his hand through his hair and maturely drank his vodka. My spirit sank as my eyes quickly glanced to my own empty glass and the bottle of beer that stood next to it. The mood swings of alcohol were tricky bastards, and I suddenly found myself in a deep depression.

Who was I kidding, anyway? I could never be like the guy before me! It was a wonder that someone with such an aura as he would even grace me with his presence! Perhaps, even, I was some act of pity, and this man was just trying to do his part for the community and keep me from offing myself in this bar, prolonging it until I reached the next place. These feelings, however, were shaken as I felt genuine honesty from him, with his voice carrying great words of wisdom. My grin returned once more, and I nodded again, swaying slightly within my seat.

"You know, you are right! I'm so tired of the hate..." I took another small sip from my water, turning to face the bar myself as I wiped my mouth slightly. "I wish I could think a little bit more like you..." At that point I realized I hadn't even the knowledge of his name, he who was so courteous and kind to me. Even worse was that he didn't know mine, either, and that was absolutely out of my normal nature to be so rude. "Hey, what's your name by the way? I'm Iizuka, pardon my rudeness." I spoke well considering my current state, which judging by the appearance of my blurred surroundings was becoming worse.

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As you’d simply wallow in your drunken state, it would seem that he, obviously above you in more ways than one would simply look down at you- But not in the derogatory way- Of course he was much better than you as a person probably, the way he held himself- That was for sure- But he looked down at you as if he knew better, and as if he was willing to help you reach the sense of enlightenment that he had managed to get. It was a strange thing really as from where you stood he seemed powerful, but how could you tell that it was actually him and not just your mind twisting and turning from the alcohol that you had consumed? Quite a confusing thing at the moment, he’d probably excuse you if you said any strange things or threw up, simply because he’s a total ledged

With his hand raising up once more and allowing himself to take another sip of the vodka that he had bought, he’d find the alcohol slowly penetrating his system, but enough to make him hold his drink well and not throw him completely in to the deep end of drunkenness- Really, he wasn’t even tipsy, but the warm sting of the vodka down his neck was quite enjoyable to him at least, but then again, each to their own. Some hated rum whilst others enjoyed it, drinks were a strange thing and yet they could cause even the angriest of beasts to lull in to a shell of the person that they were in the past- However, in this case, you simply stumbled slowly in to a pit of depression as it seemed, although this guy was fully prepared to help you out of it! So nice of him!

"I wish I could think a little bit more like you..."
”Man, don’t wish that you were like others! Be your own person, that’s the only way that you can really stand out from a crowd, y’know?”

He’d tell you with his words of wisdom coming in to action once more, his words almost suggesting that you try to become a better person- Not that he thought you were a bad person, he knew nothing about you as of now so he couldn’t really judge you unlike some people who would be quick to do so. ”Oh, my name? T-Lash Fuburo. Yours, brother?” he’d ask in his cool tone- Of course if you tried to use so much slang in your words you’d probably sound like a complete dipwad, but he took it off with calm and cool ways and to say the least, it actually suited him- But his name, Spoken as tee-lash, like some kind of double-barrelled name was strange, but nonetheless cool sounding. It fitted him so well!!!

Despite the fact that he himself was still drinking from the vodka, he seemed content that you were now sticking to water- his eyes behind the shades he was wearing had probably noticed how bad-off the alcohol had left you, and his mind seemed to be more at ease knowing that you weren’t planning to drink yourself to death or something like that; ”So, you know any neat party tricks? I’ve got a ton of them myself- They tend to draw a lot of attention though, haha!” he’d say, with quite a hearty laugh afterwards- What was he going to show you? Was it something that could get you killed? Or was it simply a honest party trick? Right now it didn’t seem like.. anything really, since he hadn’t started it, but he wanted to find out what you could do first, may it be from some kind of awesome technique, to simply being able to do the worm with your index fingers, or bend you fingers backwards- Something unique.
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[Iizuka]

I briefly smiled as he spoke, his words encouraging me to lift myself out of the depression I had fallen into. I sighed heavily as I tried to let go of this emotional baggage, forgetting for a moment all of my pains. Whether or not this was an epiphany or simply the effects of alcohol, I couldn't tell, but my spirits seemed to lift nonetheless. My eyes closed for a moment, just contemplating as the bass of the music rippled through my body. Upon opening them I'd feel as if the world was in a new light, but this was clearly the effects of alcohol.

"T-Lash Fuburo." Thus was the name of my savior, and from his very tone this otherwise unorthodox name was radiating with cool aura. The way he spoke was obviously on another level to the method I used, and in no way could I replicate his manner of speech. He was, however, correct. I needed to be my own person, I needed to stand out from the crowd. But who am I? I had no sense of any true identity, perhaps it was crushed by being a shinobi. I was just another replaceable cog in the ninja war machine, after all. I didn't have any real identity.

He spoke again, and with a chuckle I had to shake my head. I looked out to the dance floor, another brief sigh escaping my lips. "I have some tricks up my sleeve that could draw attention, but it's not necessarily the good kind." A small grin was on my face, perhaps a sign of my own cheering up, however I still was confused by his words. Although he shifted the topic to something else, I was lagging behind on what he had said; who was I really? Trying not to show my sadness, I would just turn to face him, asking the question, "And you? Do you have any tricks?"

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Taking another small swig from the glass that was in his hand, the tanned figure would grin somewhat as he’d lean back in his chair, almost entertained at the response that you were giving him. Of course by now perhaps you had gotten used to his presence in the bar- Almost comfortable in it, and this would continue as he’d laugh at the words you spoke, as if you had just said a joke. Placing the glass down on the table in front of him, it now being devoid of any drink, he’d then make it way off the chair, his true height of around 6’0” being revealed- He was tall, but not as tall as many others that lingered in this land and definitely nowhere being as tall as yourself. "Come out- I'll show you my party trick then- It's pretty impressive if I may say so myself!" Grinning, he’d then nod slightly to the barman before turning back towards you and beginning to speak once more:

”Show me- I’m sure it’s worth it! Let’s go outside!”

With this said, whether or not you’d follow him, he’d then make his way away from you and towards whatever the exit was in the club, assumingly- There being only a small crowd on the dancefloor he’d push through and soon make his way out the door, pushing it open and letting the cold in, piercing the very skin of all who lay within the building. And with this exit- Would you follow him? Elsewhere outside away from the warmth of the club, now unable to feel the cold that was slowly clinging to his skin, T-Lash would wait, looking around the place as he’d do so, waiting for you to approach him once more- He was looking forwards to whatever you had to show!
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[Iizuka]

Skillfully avoiding his own presentation, T-Lash placed his empty glass upon the bar, moving off of his chair and towards the front door. He was only a few inches shorter than I was, and as he walked off I could still catch a glimpse of the grin he was bearing just after laughing. I couldn't help but wonder why he had laughed in such a manner, but with senses still dulled by the effects of alcohol I didn't dwell much on it. It would be unfortunate, too, that my senses should be as they are, for there was something in the pit of my stomach that told me I would need them.

Too stupid to care or to consciously notice, I carried on. I hurriedly moved from my seat and pushed my own path through the crowds on the dance floor. After all, what harm could there be in showing a few of my tricks? I didn't, even for a moment, pick up on how suspicious it was that I should be brought outside, into the very cold from which I had sought refuge. But now I had carved my path through the few left dancing, exiting from the humid mist that hung within the club to the freezing winds of the outdoors of Tetsu no Kuni. My only protection was the alcohol seemingly warming my body.

I looked out for a moment, casting my gaze to the surrounding area to make sure that no one but T-Lash stood a few meters away. Already the insects from within me were crawling out from pores along my body, yet still hiding within my clothes. After finally making sure that the area was devoid of life except for my new companion, I'd turn to face him. I'd keep my distance, approximately five meters away now as I moved a little out into the snow. My hand lazily flew up to motion to him to stay where he was.

For a moment I was still, contemplating as my blurred vision distorted what was around me. Still, I could clearly make out T-Lash from where he was. Clearing my throat, not that it was needed, I'd give a small bow to my "audience," bending lower than a normal bow as if joking. However, upon rising I would lift my right hand into the air, and from it would stream forth a black beam. It shot high into the air, creating a great cloud of black mass within the sky. For a moment it hung there, simply twirling in the night sky before my right hand came down once more.

Several "threads" seemed to descend from this cloud, twirling in the air with one another before coming to land around me. These threads seemed to encase me before returning to either my body or the sky, rejoining the cloud in order to continue its movements. It was barely a presentation, but for the moment it was all I was willing to show. As I looked up at my insects, watching them descend, I'd speak to him, "Not much, but it would grab some attention." I chuckled quietly to myself for a moment before addressing him once more. "So, what's your trick?"

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The weather at the moment wasn’t exactly the best, but luckily for both you and T-Lash, you’d escape the cruel fate of feeling such cold due to the fact that you were both flooded with alcohol at the moment- Some more than others. Right now T-Lash was able to withhold his alcohol quite well and he wasn’t stumbling or acting in a silly manner, you on the other hand- Well, to say the least, you weren’t as fortunate as him to have a good way to hold drink. But instead of mocking you about it and looking down at you about it, he’d keep you on his own level, not making fun of you for being crap at drinking at all. If anything nothing had changed between the two of you, as snow slowly fell down on the top of his head as he’d wait for you to enter the cold of the outside- But, luckily, he’d soon see your figure escape from the heated building and approach him.

SO- The show would begin! Stepping back as you requested he’d simply stand and watch as you’d seem to expel large black masses from your very fingertips- It was a very strange thing really as of now but as he’d watch through his sunglasses, the answer was clear as to how you could do such a thing- ”Sweet- You’re an aburame? That’s neat, bro!” he’d tell you- Perhaps his sunglasses had a built in tracker or something along those lines that could allow him to finely distinguish the singular bugs from the large cluster that they created once forming together? Whatever it was, it was easy to say that there was more than meets the eye when it came to T-Lash, that was for sure- If that was his real name. But being in your current state- Surely you wouldn’t take heed to the fact that he understood which clan you were from. But then again- Many of the people here were shinobi, he had probably run in to one of them in the past.. right?

And then- For his own trick after yours seemed to calm down, the bugs rushing around the place but soon descending back to the earth, he’d take a few moments to wait until yours was fully done just in case your own defense would decide to strike back at him for some reason after using this hidden talent of his. ”My trick? Let me show you.” He’d say with a great grin showing his white teeth, nodding his head somewhat before forming quick seals, his form illuminated somewhate as the snow continued to fall down on him- He sure did look cool, right? Pretty awesome! But, just when you seemingly put yourself in a comfortable position as far as your friendship was concerned-

”RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHHH!”

If you had blinked, perhaps you had missed it- But, instead of the T-Lash that you were used to, in front of you now was some kind of monster, at least double the size of the man himself, his muscles bulging out of his chocolate coloured skin- If anything it looked like a distorted image of T-Lash prior to this strange transformation, his expression bearing both cruelty and some other strange expression that couldn’t exactly be described, eyes with whites as dark as hell with irises crimson like blood. His breathing was quite erratic to say the least, and his form almost.. inhuman in some ways- Of course he looked similar, but more ragged, his black hair ruined somewhat and all over the place, as his stance mimicked that more of a gorilla rather than a human- It was disturbing really what had happened to him- Was he the same T-Lash you had spoken to? He looked.. like some kind of zombie as of now, to say the least.

What the fuck was this?

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[Iizuka]

Finally the insects began to return to my body, and to my surprise he was quite enthusiastic about my abilities. The fact that he knew of my heritage didn't even phase me, nor did his notice of the insects even as they moved in one mass. An inkling of doubt floated upon the edges of my conscience, but I wouldn't be able to take notice of it in my current state. For the moment I was only happy that I had managed to impress him, for his cool aura invoked awe and envy, and I could say I had gotten his approval. Though that in itself wouldn't really get me anywhere..

The last of the Kikaichu would now have drifted easily to the ground, crawling upon the cold snow to reach my body, entering once more through the many pores located around my figure. My insects, now restless within my body, were trying to communicate with me, but I wouldn't heed their call. They buzzed, frustrated, trying to catch my attention, as if to warn me. But now was not the time, for T-Lash was about to unveil his trick. He announced his presentation with a wide grin, and I could not help but stare, hoping not to miss a single moment of what was about to come.

His hands erupted into seals, coursing casually through the zodiac symbols as chakra appeared to flare up around him. Even in my state I could tell he was at least somewhat versed in Ninjutsu, judging by what was occurring around him now. His entire body was seemingly glowing, only adding to any previous thoughts of him being cool. The passing snow changed colors as it passed him, matching whatever light was now radiating from his body. The entire spectacle was, to say the least, quite magnificent.

Then I blinked.

T-Lash Fuburo no longer stood in front of me. What was now there was some hulking beast of a man, now double the size of what originally stood there. His muscles exploded with power and he let forth a mighty cry, echoing out into the night sky. My jaw dropped as this happened, and I finally caught sight of his expression; one of malevolence. His eyes, now visible, were a fierce red, one would say the color of blood itself. His once slicked back hair was now sprawled about and rustled, and his breathing was irregular.

The man I had met inside the club no longer stood before me. Instead I met with a colossal beast, and as my heart began to beat faster with fear I stepped back. The adrenaline began pumping through my system, and I, baffled by what had just occurred, could only stutter and mumble as I gazed in absolute awe of what stood before me. "W-wh-what the F-FUCK is that?!" My insects, now absolutely enraged, began to pour into my clothing, ready to defend me from what was possibly to come. In one last desperate attempt to escape the now seemingly inevitable fight, I shouted out,

"T-Lash...?!"

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T-Lash Fuburo :NPC

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A mere shell of his former self- No- That would be a lie. Although this.. monstrous creature did show some kind of relation to the T-Lash Fuburo that he formerly was, he was completely different- The same clothes of course but his shirt having long since been ripped off now by the protruding muscles that grew from his arms, from his chest- Everywhere. A cruel beast lay in the place of the man that you had once thought was so cool- the truth revealed. But you didn’t know that yet. With a great ”RRRRAAAAAAHHHGGGGHHHH”[/size] backing up the one that he had past shouted out, the great beast would look around, his eyes piercing those which met with his own gaze- If anything, it was a bit.. pitiful how he had turned out, but- Was this truly the same man that you had spoken to a few minutes ago, or was it a joke? But where in gods name do you get a beast such as this? In Tetsu of all places!?

And then- His eyes set on yours. Dark, empty eyes bearing the colour of blood, the whites long gone. He’d seem to keep eye contact with you for a few moments, as if he was trying to remember who you were- Of course he still knew, but it was embedded deep under the layers of his mind. Shallow breaths coming out of his mouth he’d then seem to look at the insects which were pouring out from your clothes- As if he was trying to comprehend what they were. Almost moving back in defense the great beast would raise his arms high, his position having once been crouched, as he now stood on his two legs, with arms towards the sky, covering several feet from hands to toes- his mouth opening once more, if you had been keen to notice, you’d see blood trickling from the side of his mouth and on to the fresh snow on the floor, colouring it crimson just like his eyes- "T-Lash...?!" Which, after a few moments, seemed to regain some sense of humanity as he paused in his actions, lowered his arms and-

FUCKIN’ CHARGES RIGHT TOWARDS YOU!

The beast itself who had in the past been roughly around eight to ten meters before you, moved along alike some kind of primate, bounding against the earth as his arm reached out in front of him- The attack would surely smash you away unless you worked quickly enough- Seeing as he was so large, you’d figure that he’d pay for that in the idea that he’d be slow but- That would be a lie, seeing as right now, you were very close to being smashed in the chest- Would your insects protect you from this? This attempted attack would be one that would surely throw you in to the forests of tetsu, but would you attack with mean to hurt him? It wasn’t exactly his fault now wasn’t it- He had simply lost control of whatever party trick he wanted to show you, and now you were the one paying for it- Or was he, also? With little part of his mind relative to the T-Lash Fuburo that you had been so friendly with in the past, what would he think now of this dangerous game that the two of you were playing? One thing was for sure- His hulking muscles and large form coming in to play with the fact that he was very much after your blood- If you wanted to find out how he came to be in this form, you’d need to simply disable him- Killing.. was an option, but wasn’t really a desirable one if you wanted to find out the truth.

Kaigansho (Rock Destroying Rise)
Rank: B, B
Type: Offensive / Taijutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters
Stamina: High
Special: Rush is linear, twice as fast as the user's normal speed, and extends 10 meters before impact. Each time retrained, 'B' ranked damage is stacked.
Description: Using their other arm as support, the Goken master proceeds to rush into their opponent at faster speeds than normal, leading their elbow in order to smash whatever they have chosen in. Although the rush itself is in a straight line, the power behind the strike is such that anything caught in its wake will surely feel the pain.
Domain: Goken.

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[Iizuka]

Tattered remains of his shirt drifted to the earth as his muscles bulged from his body, having grown at least three times in size. The adrenaline coursing through my veins was only now starting to effect me and temporary sobriety was upon me. I failed to see in this where the "party" was, but the man I knew before obviously wasn't there anymore. T-Lash Fuburo was no more and as his cry echoed through the night I could only stare in awe. The monstrous figure before me began to look around, almost as if confused by his current environment. To think that a hidden creature such as this could exist was rather terrifying.

Finally his gaze locked with mine, a few still moments passing as we made contact. His eyes, deep and blood red, seemed to hold no humanity within them. He kept his eyes on me for a few moments, but of course I had no way of knowing what he was thinking. His dark eyes scanned my body, the insects now protruding from my clothing and enveloping my body. Suddenly his legs straightened and his arms moved to the sky, and now against the dark background of the night sky in the horizon, his size seemed to nearly triple.

His great maw opened, but there was something strange about this transformation. From the corner of his lip trickled blood, falling and coating the pure white snow in a layer of deep crimson. As I called out to him he lowered his arms, and for a moment I thought he remembered who I was. I smiled weakly, my insects beginning their retreat to the insides of my clothing. My hand reached out, as if to show I came in peace, but it was already too late - his colossal legs darted forward, his arms stretching outwards as he charged straight at me.

My eyes opened wide and seeing as the distance was so small between us, I would have little time to react. I flung my arms outwards as insects poured forth in great masses. The great swarm would immediately come into the shape of a massive hand, one that could easily encompass the torso of my opponent. The colossal black mass flew through the air with great speed, attempting to latch onto T-Lash, or what I thought was T-Lash. As soon as he would come within reach the hand would clamp shut, hopefully catching him in the technique. It would serve only to stop him in his tracks, but seeing as I didn't know his abilities, it might not be meant to last for long.

The insects would also begin to leech his chakra if they made contact, trying to stop him in his tracks. I could feel cold sweat dripping from my brow. Just what was going on? I panicked in light of this new situation, racking my brain for any information I could find on him. I knew literally nothing about him; how stupid was I to let this all happen? My eyes, filled with fear, could only lock onto the hulk I once called T-Lash, and I couldn't determine whether it was meant to be this way or not. It didn't matter, however. I'd get to the bottom of this, through force if necessary.

I wasn't going to die out here.

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鎖編み KO-RUDOCHE-N NO JUTSU [50]
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 50 meters
Special: Ko-rudoche-n no Jutsu is a simple technique that allows the Aburame user to have their bugs grip the opponents ankles to stop their movements. The bugs can come from the ground, or through the air, it matters not. The radius of the technique depends on the users Kikaichuu no Jutsu rank.
Description: A simple yet effective technique. Ko-rudoche-n no Jutsu allows the Aburame user to have their Kikaichuu latch onto the opponents ankles with such a death-vice grip that the opponent has a tough time or simply can’t move. The Kikaichuu can be sent from underground and come up from where the opponent stands and quickly latch onto their ankles. Or the Kikaichuu may come from any other angle, it really doesn’t matter. Additionally the Kikaichuu aren't restrained to just gripping the ankles and my latch onto whatever the user desires. The Kikaichuu make a simple hand or hands the size of the basic sized hand as they latch onto the intended area with a death-vice grip.
Domain: Aburame

S Ranked Kikaichuu no Jutsu = S Ranked Strength Insects