☆ team son yoku & the sister
Oct 16, 2012 22:56:53 GMT -8
Post by kagirinai on Oct 16, 2012 22:56:53 GMT -8
[STYLE=margin: 15px 80px 15px 80px; text-align: justify;font-family: arial;font-size: 10px;]A state of rumination displaced Yokumaru's friendly announcement, the mist-cloaked atmosphere cooling pale features and an active mind in my speculation. I wondered, considering the Jōnin standing before me, which party the handicap supported; or perhaps, as Shizue began to express, the disadvantage lie in the fact that it was a three on one match, with, ironically, our trio being the side at odds.
It was an assumption, of course; chiefly attributable to our Sensei's title as the Hidden Mist's Shinobi-Gashira, a Jounin that cooperated experience with skill in a manner paramount even to Kirigakure's highest tier of ninja. In theory, he was the most adept, accomplished shinobi our village had to offer, bar the Mizukage, and no amount of Genin could stand a chance against him. There were many unknowns, however, each capable of playing a role in our outcome. At the fore existed the fact that neither I nor Rael had seen the Kunoichi fight before, or even eachother, truthfully, and I personally knew nothing of Yokumaru's abilities outside of his affinity for Suiton, a characteristic shared amongst many Kiri shinobi, and as displayed on our latest mission, where its flooding domain had engulfed an entire floor and bloodied me.
I suspected Rael could inform us on where exactly Yokumaru's talents lie, the iryō himself perpetuating a history with the ivory-haired ninja predating my own union, and even further the nearby female's. Whatever it was, if any of us were capable of pinpointing a weakness in it, or at the very least strategizing to find one, it'd be me. I prided myself in that, not blindly, however. There existed a deluge of reason to reinforce my lofty confidence, even after the disparaging toll it had taken post-accident, and individual reason such as prior experience, the guidance of my hebi heredity, and even my morals, or, more specifically, lack thereof.
Likewise, there was much the other two could offer; I was sure of it in Rael, atleast. It was a conception I inquired in cogitation toward the end of our newest member's dialogue. Shizue's attempt to take the initiative sat well with me, her visible effort made even better in that I agreed with the majority of what she spoke on. I moved to follow her eastward pacing, certain the Jōnin wouldn't mind her assertion, glancing back once more for Rael to join us, should he have not already, and otherwise advancing parallel to Shizue. She and Rael would get the chance to speak first; I was extremely curious in their full skillsets, and aptitude for strategy. It would be a sight.
"well, rael-san? and could you also speak on what you know of yokumaru's abilities..
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"we.. are the handicapped."
It was an assumption, of course; chiefly attributable to our Sensei's title as the Hidden Mist's Shinobi-Gashira, a Jounin that cooperated experience with skill in a manner paramount even to Kirigakure's highest tier of ninja. In theory, he was the most adept, accomplished shinobi our village had to offer, bar the Mizukage, and no amount of Genin could stand a chance against him. There were many unknowns, however, each capable of playing a role in our outcome. At the fore existed the fact that neither I nor Rael had seen the Kunoichi fight before, or even eachother, truthfully, and I personally knew nothing of Yokumaru's abilities outside of his affinity for Suiton, a characteristic shared amongst many Kiri shinobi, and as displayed on our latest mission, where its flooding domain had engulfed an entire floor and bloodied me.
I suspected Rael could inform us on where exactly Yokumaru's talents lie, the iryō himself perpetuating a history with the ivory-haired ninja predating my own union, and even further the nearby female's. Whatever it was, if any of us were capable of pinpointing a weakness in it, or at the very least strategizing to find one, it'd be me. I prided myself in that, not blindly, however. There existed a deluge of reason to reinforce my lofty confidence, even after the disparaging toll it had taken post-accident, and individual reason such as prior experience, the guidance of my hebi heredity, and even my morals, or, more specifically, lack thereof.
Likewise, there was much the other two could offer; I was sure of it in Rael, atleast. It was a conception I inquired in cogitation toward the end of our newest member's dialogue. Shizue's attempt to take the initiative sat well with me, her visible effort made even better in that I agreed with the majority of what she spoke on. I moved to follow her eastward pacing, certain the Jōnin wouldn't mind her assertion, glancing back once more for Rael to join us, should he have not already, and otherwise advancing parallel to Shizue. She and Rael would get the chance to speak first; I was extremely curious in their full skillsets, and aptitude for strategy. It would be a sight.
"well, rael-san? and could you also speak on what you know of yokumaru's abilities..
..i'm assuming you know more than either of us."
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