The blades of vengeances have fallen swiftly. The shinobi are no more as 'Absolute Justice' has returned...now, it is the Samurai that rule the Five Major Nations!
But at what cost? Have they become the very thing that they despised the most...? Heroes and villains seem to change roles every day, but one thing is for certain - we yearn for our freedom, for days gone by where we flew the skies unhindered.
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Oct 22, 2012 18:44:25 GMT -8
Things seemed to be taking a bit of a turn. Kirino certainly didn't doubt Ashura's abilities, but things weren't quite going his way. That is how it appeared, at least, as the boy struggled to pass the rubble flung at him. It was around this time the girl finally began to rethink her lack of general interest in what was going on. Manda had began darting around at an absurd pace, and before she knew it, had disappeared completely from sight.
Ashura was kind enough to shout some sort of warning, but Kirino had already taken a guess as to what was about to happen next. Realizing there was a massive snake under her (something that was far from difficult to figure out), she flung herself from the spot where she once stood, and mentally prepared to follow up this "preemptive" dodge mentally. Finally taking the effort to focus on the situation around her, she wasn't going to be taken off guard, or so she hoped, eyes wide open, prepared for anything. If the situation she was in wasn't becoming so stressful, you'd most certainly hear Kirino take the time to scowl in annoyance.
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Oct 16, 2012 18:47:27 GMT -8
It was rather nice. Like she was the helpless princess, not needing to do anything but cry for help. Naturally, she didn't do the crying part so much as the not doing much. Ashura was so confident and quick on his feet that Kirino hadn't even began to worry about him (unlike when he had previously been bested in mere moments a long while back in a rage). Being released by the boy, she relaxed a bit, no longer worried about weighing the Jounin down. Soaring towards the earth at a decent pace, she looked downwards and adjusted her positioning midair. It was certainly not the first time she found herself in such a situation, and thus the landing was far from difficult, instead smooth and effortless.
Now on solid footing, Kirino took a moment to brush some dirt out of her hair, shaking her a head a bit. Looking up, Ashura was no where to be found, or more likely moving too fast for Kirino to catch without any significant effort. Not far from where she had landed, near the base of the snake, a massive ball of dust and dirt had appeared, from which a shout emitted. Understanding where the boy was, Kirino responded with slightly less enthusiasm. She hated snakes.
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Oct 11, 2012 23:05:47 GMT -8
She didn't have a clue.
Kirino had been correct in her assessment of the snake as "undesirable" when they had first met, so to speak. This knowledge did nothing to comfort her as the beast towered over both Kirino and Ashura, poised to strike. Clueless as to how she was to react to such a sight, Kirino gave the snake a puzzled look, as if to ask, "the fuck did I do?" She hadn't wanted to ride on the damn thing in the first place. The whole situation was irritating and stressful, Kirino quickly forgetting she was about to literally die if she didn't do something quick.
Fortunately, Ashura was a bit quicker on his feet. The boy seemed to effortlessly lift Kirino (which confused her as well, as she most certainly had not been watching her weight as of late). This wasn't quite enough to completely protect them as debris of rock and such pelted them, cutting and gashing, creating surface wounds. A few minor wounds here and there were certainly better than being completely devoured, so she couldn't complain.
Almost as if on rails, Kirino was being held tight by Ashura as he launched from here to there, reaching the ground after they had traveled a fir distance. Now set down gently, she couldn't help but feel as if she were being treated like an expensive lamp. That wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it was a unique experience, at the very least. She had never expected such to be treated with such care by someone so young, with more poise than any adult ever had.
"Ah, no, it's fine."
In this situation Kirino seemed oddly carefree, as Ashura did. It was almost as if she just felt naturally safe in any situation around the boy, like he was invincible, and that she could just sit back and let him do his work. Certainly in this situation her Genjutsu would be useless, particularly in conjunction with a Sharingan.
Perhaps she was just in shock, not due to the fact a massive reptile was attacking her, but because of the bond that she had formed with this boy. It was all so difficult to grasp when she really thought about it, that this young man that had accomplished twice as much as Kirino had ever attempted in a fraction of the time would even pay her any mind, but here he was fighting for her life. What more could a girl ask for?
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Oct 7, 2012 7:08:13 GMT -8
"Congratulations, Ashura! We did it!"
Kirino didn't bother containing her excitement. After visiting village after village seeking some sort of answer, they finally had a lead that wasn't simply based on conjecture. The fact that it meant going to Kusa, of all places, didn't effect her in the slightest. They had already come so far, turning back now or even worrying about such details was beyond her thought process. Over course, it was far too early to really be celebrating, but Kirino was beyond that as well, ready to party the night away at this point. Travel can do that to you.
Ashura made a comment that triggered Kirino to calm herself a bit, thinking back on the "good times" they had during their travels, rather than just tossing them aside. Considering the age of her partner, there was no doubt Kirino had witnessed (and would continue to witness) what would likely a turning point in this boy's life. Perhaps it was time that they should part ways, though, if only temporarily, as Ashura suggested. A gut reaction was to say no, but he had a fair point.
Turning to the boy, she smiled, speaking with a reassuring, gentle tone.
"Ashura, you know I'll be there whenever you need me. Just say the word, anytime, anywhere. I'll be there. Okay?"
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Sept 10, 2012 23:15:48 GMT -8
As Ashura embraced her, Kirino moved her hand from the boys head to his shoulder, unable to help herself. He was too adorable! Awfully comfortable at that, if she was being honest. Was this what it felt like to be a mother? It was different than being with her younger siblings, but not all that much. She couldn't put a finger on it.
Her eyes drifted as Ashura went on with his story. It sounded pretty serious, but in a way, were assassination attempts not routine? It never got any better, having to stop them, or having to take part in them, but it was inevitable, or so it seemed. It seemed things went well in this specific case at least.
"Of course you stopped 'em all, being the big boy you are!" She squeezed him affectionately in saying this, smiling. Who knew riding on a massive beast at such speeds could still be somewhat enjoyable? Kirino found a way, as always, with the village beginning to appear in the distance.
Post by vetti vedi vicious on Sept 2, 2012 19:20:18 GMT -8
Left to her thoughts, Kirino shifted, making herself comfortable, legs crossing. As silence held, she cleared her mind, using this time to meditate, focusing on positive thoughts. The discomfort she had original felt from riding on this massive snake mentally and physically dissipating with her eyelids lowering. A sensation of weightlessness came over her after a few short minutes as sleep overcame her.
Her dreams told of dark times ahead. Certainly things were not going to get any easier as the duo continued if this next attempt was to come up fruitless. It wasn't just disappointments and long walks that she saw ahead, however, but situations that mirrored the last combat Ashura saw not all that long ago. Kirino wasn't one that put much weight in dreams, but as she woke there was nothing she could do to stop the cold sweat that ran over her body.
By the time she woke, they were far from the mountainous ranges and scorched earth of Tsuchi. Instead, in the distance, it was clear Lightning country was in sight Out of all of the countries she had traveled to, outside of the smaller countries, she frequented Lightning the least. The people of the country were, in her opinion, some of the nicest she had ever met, but it just so happened she was rarely needed there. Now clear of the memories the were effecting her earlier, she moved next to Ashura, lovingly placing a hand on his head.
"Here's hoping for the best. I don't know much about what has been going on there recently, myself."