Till My Last. [X2]

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[/b] I warned in an undertone, holding out a hand to halt her. They were ahead of us as well; enclosing us in a loose circle. All of them looked like tough guys, as well. Shit. Was this the trouble we had been doing so well to avoid? My sense of dread was mounting. Begrudgingly, I fitted my hands with my twin cestus. My shield was mounted on my back, but I did not draw it yet. Instead, I stood to my full height, which still wasn't as tall as some of these oncoming dudes.

Oh god... why did they look familiar.

"Shit... no, come on, not again, not again!" I growled under my breath, clenching my teeth hard against the vision, as though it were my entire past closing in on me.

They stopped. Ten in total, thirty meters from us approximately, in an uncharacteristically orderly circle.

"OI BITCH!" One of them called, almost indistinct from the rest. Muscular, at least six feet tall, ugly at the face, Caucasian. Where the fuck did they find these guys?

No, FUCK, I THOUGHT I HAD ESCAPED THIS.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" I yelled, almost desperately. I didn't want this. Not at all. Last time I had seen these people, they had almost badly hurt Isabella, and I had bludgeoned their leader to death. The only person I had ever killed...

"YOU FUCKIN' KNOW WHAT. THIS'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING, IT HAS. WE FINALLY FOUND YA' AGAIN, WITH NO-ONE TA' HELP YOU, OR THAT LITTLE SLUT YOU NEVER GO ANYWHERE WITHOUT. WE'VE ALL GOTTEN A LOT STRONGER UNDER OUR NEW CHIEF'S INSTRUCTION, HAVEN'T WE BOYS? THIS TIME YOU'RE BOTH FUCKIN' DEAD, JUST LIKE SATOSHI, YOU FUCKIN' WHORES."

My face darkened. I felt human empathy draining from my body as though it was a tangible entity.

I turned to Isabella, all but expressionless. "I'm sorry. This is my fault. They're bothering you because of me.

"I might kill them. Don't hate me."[/ul][/div]

[The Roar of the Falls]

Name: Enchanting Melody
Rank: C, B, A
Skill: Ninjutsu, Supplementary
Effect: Allows the user to use a ninjutsu or genjutsu with singing or an instrument as a medium.
Special: --
Drawback: Must be learned multiple times.
Description: This technique allows the user to use a release ninjutsu or genjutsu with their voice or instrument as a medium as opposed to hand seals. The amount of time and chakra needed to use the technique remains the same as normal, this allows only a different medium. This technique must be learned for each perception/release the user wishes to use. A C ranked releases would require C rank of this technique. A B rank release would require B rank of this technique, and so on. Which techniques of the release/perception can be used are dependent on the users skill rank in singing/instruments.
Novice - E and D rank techniques.
Average - C rank techniques.
Advanced - B rank techniques.
Expert - A rank techniques.
Master - S rank techniques.

Limit: Art of the Bard.

o/10

How long had it been since they themselves had taken that dreaded exam? Months or even longer, the familiar weight of expectation on her shoulders from when she had returned from the exams with a volley of other people including Kaoru, the largest group of people to likely have received that title in quite some time. But now two years into the future, danger loomed upon them again and Kaoru was the first to pep up. With her anti flash lenses and melody arm in place, gemshorn at her hip and a scowl on her pretty features, Isabella was already aware of the danger and placed a gentle hand on the powerful extended appendage of Kaoru.

Immediately she began to hum when they approached, their words harsh but nothing to a seasoned Kunoichi of the Village Hidden in the Waterfall. Keeping to the left and behind Kaoru she scowled and behind the black goggles that concealed her eyes flashed their vibrant red. When they were surrounded and Kaoru was making sweet contact with those gorgeous green eyes, she could have gushed, had it not been for the spoil sports. "I will love you no matter what happens silly, but right now isn't the time." Thugs were thugs no matter how you spun it. Since her last encounter she had grown significantly stranger and carried herself with a much better poise. "Lets just make them pay for ruining our good day. Her humming resumed loud, almost obnoxiously so, peering out from safety of the arm.

When she made eye contact with the tallest she smiled, sweet, innocent, so deceptively beautiful, and followed it through with a loud click of her tongue. How mouth formed an 'O' shape and the impact of the sound wave on the ground created a ripple effect around the two girls, pillars of dirt and uprooted grass flying up into the air. Dist and dirt hung in the air and in the momentary blindness it offered she smirked and bent own low. "Get ready my love." She was long ready for this, since the day Kaoru had carried her out of the alley half beaten the both of them, Isabella own chakra thinning out to a thread.

With another sharp inhale she activated her Sonar, clicked her tongue, began her vibrations message and placed her weaponless arm on Kaoru. "Beat them till they forget how to stand, and when they forget...hit them again" Were the words that moved up along the skin to the ear canal. No longer would Taki be the target of these low life scum, not on her watch. Not on Their watch.

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Damēji Heri (Damage Reduction)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: This technique is similar to that of Roll With the Punches, except that this technique works on a stacking manner to Roll With the Punches, as well as it works against Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks. The user is capable of withstanding more then usual as their body becomes adaptable towards broad attacks, where the muscles harden making the Brawler durable.
Special: ---
Drawback: Does not work on Slashing, Piercing attacks, or attacks that are not solidified, that hits in a mass amount.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of only reducing the damage of techniques of Bludgeoning, Blunt, and Solidified Attacks of "D" Rank one rank below then its capability. When the user learns "C" Rank version of this technique they are capable of reducing the "C" Rank Bludgeoning, Blunt, and Solidified Attacks down one Rank as well as as "D" Ranks go down 1.2 times reduced capability. When the user learns "B" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "B" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "C" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, and "D" Rank techniques 1.4 times reduced. When the user learns "A" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "A" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "B" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, "C" Rank techniques down to 1.4 times reduced, and "D" Rank techniques 1.6 times reduced. When the user learns "S" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "S" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "A" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, "B" Rank techniques down to 1.4 times reduced, "C" Rank techniques down to 1.6 times reduced and "D" Rank techniques 1.8 times reduced.
Limit: Must know Sekondo Nen (Second Sense) "B" before going into.

[20 | 80]

[/b]

Even in this dreadful circumstance, that brought a tiny smile to my face. It was not long-lived, however; I looked back up at the ring of brutes and my scowl returned. She was humming beside me; I had no idea if it was one of the tunes that actually resonated with other people's energy to increase their fortitude - like I knew she could - but just the pleasant sound of her presence was emboldening.

I remembered a time when I had faced these thugs all on my own. When the weight of my loneliness hit harder than their fists. But no longer.

"Let's just make them pay for ruining our good day. Get ready my love."

It was almost enough to dispel the mounting anger altogether... but not quite. And because it leaped up and failed, it plummeted back towards the ground with a force. I no longer just wanted them gone. I wanted to eradicate them. I wanted them to feel pain. I wanted them to leave me - us - the FUCK ALONE, FOREVER.

My own idle noises were not near as pleasant. It was, by contrast, a growling. Low, emanating from the throat. I wondered if most people were even capable of making such animalistic noises, I can't remember the last time I heard someone else do it. The volume increased, and my sanity decreased in equal measure. My breathing was already labored before I took one moment of forced reprieve to speak in even tones. The single moment of clarity before everything exploded.

"Thank you..."

Then the whole world went red; it looked like blood and broken bones and everything mocked me with its very fucking existence. I yelled something incoherent but utterly furious at the sky, as though being inside of my own body was the greatest agony in existence. Somehow, I still heard the words.

"Beat them till they forget how to stand, and when they forget...hit them again."

I curled downward, clutching at my head as the very blood flowing through seemed to ache at me with its every pulsation. Everything but the single, heavenly unit that stood beside me deserved to be ground into dust. That was the only thing I even knew anymore.

I didn't attack the person in front of me. In fact, quite the opposite. It seemed as though I was bent double beside Isabella and right up in the face of Sir Six O'Clock in the same instant. I didn't hit him, or anything. I didn't even stand as though I was braced for combat. I was just standing an inch before his face, my own eyes burning like hellfire. Emphatic hand gestures accompanied my shouting.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?!?" I demanded; it took almost the space of this whole sentence for the fuckhead to even realize I had moved, and for everybody to recoil. "WHY. THE FUCK. ARE YOU STILL BOTHERING ME? I HAVE FUCKING BEATEN YOU ALL INTO SMITHEREENS A TRILLION FUCKING TIMES. I HAVE HAD EVERYTHING FROM MY BONES TO MY FUCKING SOUL BROKEN BY YOU ASSHOLES. WHAT THE FUCK MORE COULD YOU POSSIBLY TAKE?"

Spittle flew from my mouth, such was my fury. My words probably slurred together in places. Momentary shock wearing off, the thug's directive reinstated itself. Quick as the wind - aka SLOW AS FUCKING SHIT - he moved inward and swung a heavy-handed blow right for my face.

I didn't even try to dodge it. I felt it smack fully against my face, a resonating crack audibly filling the scene; my neck was twisted aside from his blow, my whole body following it. I felt the pain and the bluntness of it rock through my body, but it seemed somehow inconsequential. With a growl I turned straight back up to him. My expression of violent fury had not been displaced.

"FUCK YOU!" I yelled indignantly, my voice rising into a screech. I splayed my arms wide. "YOU HAVE ONE THING LEFT TO TAKE FROM ME. JUST ONE THING. AND GUESS THE FUCK WHAT? YOU CAN'T HAVE HER. YOU CAN'T EVEN FUCKING TOUCH HER, SEEING AS I WILL DEFEND HER TILL MY LAST, AND YOU CAN'T EVEN FUCKING HURT ME."

Somewhere in the back of my rage-addled mind I knew my throat would be raw when this was all said and done. I had made the nameless shithead step back a pace. Already, he doubted his cause. I gave him no reprieve.

"FUCKING HIT ME YOU FUCKING COWARD!" [/ul][/div]

[Nira]

The Roar has learned a new thing!

Dearest Kaoru got a +20. Also a coupon for anger management class, redeemable at your local noplace.

[The Roar of the Falls]

Name: Enchanting Melody
Rank: C, B, A
Skill: Ninjutsu, Supplementary
Effect: Allows the user to use a ninjutsu or genjutsu with singing or an instrument as a medium.
Special: --
Drawback: Must be learned multiple times.
Description: This technique allows the user to use a release ninjutsu or genjutsu with their voice or instrument as a medium as opposed to hand seals. The amount of time and chakra needed to use the technique remains the same as normal, this allows only a different medium. This technique must be learned for each perception/release the user wishes to use. A C ranked releases would require C rank of this technique. A B rank release would require B rank of this technique, and so on. Which techniques of the release/perception can be used are dependent on the users skill rank in singing/instruments.
Novice - E and D rank techniques.
Average - C rank techniques.
Advanced - B rank techniques.
Expert - A rank techniques.
Master - S rank techniques.

Limit: Art of the Bard.

o/60

Seeing Kaoru mad always stirred some deep laden anger within the plat blonde audio genius, her lips turned up in a snarl of sorts, distorting her angelic features and skewing them greatly till she was practically gritting her teeth in to dust. The chakra that pummeled itself in to the ground, churning up dust and dirt in columns around Kaoru, plumes of the earthen mist obscuring features and other finer details form the eyes but Isabella had ears that could decipher more. With a slow inhale she let off another sonar wave, retrieving everyone relative position to her spot and dd not thing to follow Kaoru, simply turning smoothly around in an about face, the columns of dust refocusing where she demanded.

She ddn't need to say a word since her features said everything she needed to, challenging them to come forth and test her patience, a task most would comical given her stature. One man took her jab and stepped forward which she simply let off a low hum, the vibrations intensifying immediately and growing into a deafening screech. When his hands moved to cut his ears it only trapped the sound inside intensifying to the point it could hemorrhage the brain and cause seizures...but she was no killer. Well...maybe. The entire time she focused on the man her chakra raged inside her body, released in uncontrolled bursts as she imagined this man to be the mechanist.

That only made his fate more, the screech growing into an ear splitting scream though it was no jutsu. Its simply the Isabella letting off stress, this whole time, two years, she had been on this case and she had been within touching distance at one point, so close she could smell his taint and sickness. Her inhale was ragged, deep and painful, the next scream blowing the afflicted man fifteen meters back before hitting the ground and rolling another five. She didn't even pay the other men any mind just stalked forward, huffing, chest heaving, the weight of the world on her shoulders in this moment though there was no mistaking that she was acting quite rash and hostile, but thats what these men wanted. Fight.

When another stepped up she held out a finger, a warning, her eyes on this Psudo-Mechanist, watching him write in the dirt. He looked good there, groveling, down n the ground where he belongs, maybe even under it. Her throat was sore from the sudden inhale earlier but she needed this, to exhale, to attack this man and let out this anger while it was still possible to claim it was the heat of the moment. Even as she inhaled she could feel the sting of her lungs her throat, molding chakra to the air she inhaled, imagining the attack long before it materialized into the real world. She was practically thrumming with power now, the Onigami in her long oppressed spilling out onto the surface, into reality. When she breathed out her attack it didn't work, throat too dry, she couched and sputtered. Thats when the thug saw his opening and dashed to attack. Sucker.

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Damēji Heri (Damage Reduction)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: This technique is similar to that of Roll With the Punches, except that this technique works on a stacking manner to Roll With the Punches, as well as it works against Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks. The user is capable of withstanding more then usual as their body becomes adaptable towards broad attacks, where the muscles harden making the Brawler durable.
Special: ---
Drawback: Does not work on Slashing, Piercing attacks, or attacks that are not solidified, that hits in a mass amount.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of only reducing the damage of techniques of Bludgeoning, Blunt, and Solidified Attacks of "D" Rank one rank below then its capability. When the user learns "C" Rank version of this technique they are capable of reducing the "C" Rank Bludgeoning, Blunt, and Solidified Attacks down one Rank as well as as "D" Ranks go down 1.2 times reduced capability. When the user learns "B" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "B" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "C" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, and "D" Rank techniques 1.4 times reduced. When the user learns "A" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "A" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "B" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, "C" Rank techniques down to 1.4 times reduced, and "D" Rank techniques 1.6 times reduced. When the user learns "S" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "S" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "A" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, "B" Rank techniques down to 1.4 times reduced, "C" Rank techniques down to 1.6 times reduced and "D" Rank techniques 1.8 times reduced.
Limit: Must know Sekondo Nen (Second Sense) "B" before going into.

[40 | 80]

[/i] it any purchase. As such, it took only a scrunching of my face and a moment of respite for the blow to more or less entirely dissipate, leaving no lasting damage.

And now he was prone. I didn't both with anything fancy, I just flicked my gaze up towards his face and backhanded him with a closed metal-gloved fist, sending him reeling. "FUCK OFF!" I rebuked him, still snarling. Every word I was speaking sounded like it was trying to tear my throat apart on its way out.

Behind you, idiot. Remember?

Like some rabid animal, my head turned at the metaphorical noise. I saw the form of Isabella standing over one of the bastards and ostensibly torturing him with her own abilities - I loved her, - looking utterly out of place here amid this brute-strewn arena. She was capable, certainly, but so painfully fragile. The kind of blows that I ate for breakfast might have knocked her unconscious. And to my horror the apparent ringleader was making a move towards her.

It took another three shunshin to cross the space in the requisite time, but I was able to tear thirty meters across the space infinitely faster than he could; again, I was at Isabella's side, but a few short meters from her position. The ringleader had been soaring through the air with a flying roundhouse kick - at least they were more agile than they had been - that probably had enough force to knock an ordinary human head clean off.

Fortunately, the exact normativity of my neck's density need not yet be brought into question, for it might have been aimed at Isabella's head, but that was my shoulder; I took it as such, bracing my arm against the might kick, none so much blocking it as absorbing its force in a healthier region of the body. My right leg grounded me, preventing me from moving with the impact and stumbling into Isabella. Again, the pain hit me, but it was hardly even an inconvenience. Thirty seconds and it would be like I had felt nothing. Well, maybe a minute.

My emeralds found his sapphires; I was glaring with the force of a thousand suns. "How dare you," I whispered, perfectly composed. But not for long. He had hardly hit the ground before, "HOW DARE YOU!" And I had welcomed him back to earth with a punch to the midsection that would have blasted the heart out the back of a normal civilian's torso, but at best it fractured his ribs and sent him staggering. "Ack!" He spat.

I pointed to my chest, to make sure my message got across.

"THROUGH. ME. FIRST."[/ul][/div]

[The Roar of the Falls]

??/60

With her eyes blocked out so expertly by the goggles it was near impossible to tell that behind them burned the eyes of a torn woman, her nostrils flared slightly to give away the apparent mood she was in. Through her the chakra raged through her system, demanding a way out, the course that it took making her body nearly ache from head to toe. The thug that charged her was faster than her poorly developed quick twitch muscles could comprehend though with her eyes she could see in all direction, observe everything, but almost never react fast enough. With the chakra in her she fed her eyes constantly and turned to brace for a hit when she sudden hit the back of Kaoru. "H-huh?" The hit she took sounded brutal but she shrugged it off.

Through her first. Those were the words that went through her own head when she threw herself in front of that bomb form the Mechanist....The Mechanist. Thats what these thugs were, all of them were some sorry low life like that man, who bullied, picked and tortured those they thought were below them. Focusing all this chakra into am arm she inhale, exhale, inhaled, stepping around Kaoru and planting a gentle hand at her breast bone. There were no words but the silent melody of alacrity, to boost her along her way, all those whom were aligned to good would receive this buff while those of evil would be slowed.

It was a minute before she began to sing, her voice a hauntingly sweet melody on the battle field, the fingers that touched Kaoru thrumming heir hymn through her body, the power she lacked in body she made up for in raw chakra. "I'm sick of circling the same road..." She hummed to her own beat, pointing a finger at the same thug that Kaoru had grounded, an odd tilt to her head...would their deaths weight that heavily on her already injured conscious? "I'm sick of bearing the guilt." In her head the rhythms synced and her chakra followed,pooling away from the arm that injected Kaoru with this vibrating sense, her melody long and loud, covering the 30-40 meter area.

"So open the windows to cool off, and heat pours in, instead!" The octave jump funneled down the vocal projection range, a fifteen meter knock back that simply had the grounded thug rolling away form her. With flicks of her tongue she sent note of pure blunt force that hit like taimasters of her equal rank. The blows were less for practicality than it was to give her multiple outlets to this new well of chakra inside her body. Like a lightbulb it hit her though, to redirect the chakra to her vocals cords, her lungs, the diaphragm to empower each breath, mold her chakra much like it were wind release but to reach further, deeper, give her techniques a real punch.

"They never stood a chance against us, Kaoru." She muttered, her outstretched hand tugging up her goggles though she had her back to the statuesque woman. "But that does not mean they cannot be taught their place."

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Damēji Heri (Damage Reduction)
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: This technique is similar to that of Roll With the Punches, except that this technique works on a stacking manner to Roll With the Punches, as well as it works against Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks. The user is capable of withstanding more then usual as their body becomes adaptable towards broad attacks, where the muscles harden making the Brawler durable.
Special: ---
Drawback: Does not work on Slashing, Piercing attacks, or attacks that are not solidified, that hits in a mass amount.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of only reducing the damage of techniques of Bludgeoning, Blunt, and Solidified Attacks of "D" Rank one rank below then its capability. When the user learns "C" Rank version of this technique they are capable of reducing the "C" Rank Bludgeoning, Blunt, and Solidified Attacks down one Rank as well as as "D" Ranks go down 1.2 times reduced capability. When the user learns "B" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "B" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "C" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, and "D" Rank techniques 1.4 times reduced. When the user learns "A" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "A" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "B" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, "C" Rank techniques down to 1.4 times reduced, and "D" Rank techniques 1.6 times reduced. When the user learns "S" Rank of this technique the user is capable of withstanding "S" Rank Blunt, Bludgeoning, and Solidified attacks reducing the power down by one rank. It is capable of reducing "A" Rank techniques 1.2 times reduced, "B" Rank techniques down to 1.4 times reduced, "C" Rank techniques down to 1.6 times reduced and "D" Rank techniques 1.8 times reduced.
Limit: Must know Sekondo Nen (Second Sense) "B" before going into.

[40 | 80] [Post Two]

[/b] The neanderthal spoke back to me from his position on the ground; for an instant I was surprised to remember it could talk! It was not long, however, before a wave of self-loathing rolled over me. It had not been all that long since I had sounded exactly like that. His breathing was emerging from him in a labored fashion; he grunted as some new twinge of pain hit him. He was palming his chest where my blow had landed.

Some faster than others, all about they began to close in, except for the downed one. A couple moved to shield their wounded leader. "Matter of fact, fuckhead, I kinda do," I growled right back. Fuck, I was feeling my own instances of pain pierce my consciousness, from my cheek, gut and shoulder. Nothing was properly damaged, however, of that I was certain; nothing broken, not even fractured. There was a time when those blows would have shattered the places they impacted, but I had grown stronger since then. Much stronger.

Despite the fact that I was now facing three I had totally been about to dash back in when the petite form of Isabella moved in around my raised arms. I was transfixed by her ordinarily, so one could imagine how I stared dumbly in this barbaric state, uncomprehending of what she was doing but infatuated by it. She placed her hand to my chest; I felt a vibration pulse through my whole body, somehow warming in its pulsation.

It was almost enough to calm me, but somehow it infected me also with additional furor, adding a second layer of craving to the tragic lust for violence that had been buried deep within my soul. 

Not towards her, though. Never towards her. That was the one rule, and it was so euphoric to know that everything else was fair game. I couldn't contain the rage that surged through my expression, however. I was like a fascinated beast, but it did not stop my animal mouth from twitching in its snarl. Ugh, I hated myself. I had to turn away from her without having spoken. Sonic blasts rang out, and I heard further cries of pain. Isabella could handle them without a problem, so long as I was sure to place my body between her and them when they inevitably broke the line. I was more than happy to.

At my nine o'clock, another was on the approach. Scrawnier shorter than the rest - about my level - but with what almost looked like true grit in his eye, he was actually running at me. So as not to disturb Isabella, I took a step or two forward before we met, in case through some miracle he managed to knock me backward.

The (relatively) little guy tossed a serpentine blow towards my throat, but I leaned to one side and tilted my chest backwards. Though his second row of knuckles contacted with my shoulder as the end result, the blunt force they created was minimal, and the pain almost non-existent. I did not break my stride, landing firmly in place before his second attack came at me, a mirror of the first, but I leaned to my opposite side and rolled with this blow in turn so that it hardly scraped me and damaged me for basically nothing.

This happened a second time, only this time I felt no need to be quite as cautious, and let him bite me a little harder, but still they did little. I heard the words in my ear as I evaded my adversary's puny attempt at assault.

"They never stood a chance against us, Kaoru...But that does not mean they cannot be taught their place." 

After that, I was almost grinning maniacally. Finally the dude broke pattern and swung a less honorable, underarm blow for my stomach, but by god, this kid couldn't do anything! "Oof!" I exhaled involuntarily, but it hardly felt like anything. Finally, I was confident enough to stand up to him fully.

He swung a sixth punch, reminiscent of the very first, only this time it was for my jaw. When it came, I did nothing, except sort of brace my neck muscles, however it a person does that. Hey look, now we're testing the strength of my neck. The blow hit the left side of my snarl, squashing inward, but my head hardly turned. My emerald chips continued to glare at him. I pushed back against the fist till I was facing him fully, and growled low from my throat like some frightening predator.

"Harder than that, pipsqueak," I grunted from out the right side of my mouth.[/ul][/div]

[Father 'Suke]

The Roar of the Falls - +40; note that once you have it I'd suggest labeling in what B rank perception/release it goes with.
@blackspire - +40; learned.

[The Roar of the Falls]

40/60

How many times would they be hunted like this? Targeted by the scum of the village like they even stood a fighting chance? Did they think... Taki-nin operated without intent to kill if deemed necessary? Every thrum of her vocals called forth something else, a mixture. a calling for her chakra natures to begin attempting some type of connection she couldn't begin to piece together. How did these things work? Chakra synced with the most suitable conduit and outlet. Her vocal projection allowed her to reach inhuman lengths, now it allowed her to tap into Raiton.

When her lips separated there was an audible crackling, like hot grease on a griddle or the spark of a live wive hitting water. The sounds it released she used to put out a melody, easily, her body motions erratic as she began a melody that charged her system with raiton. When she ran it was much like its normal speed but her actions were on par with an early B-rank Kaoru, dashing and ducking, her arm beginning to tingle as her focus went from charging to attacking. Every inhale stroked her vocals, strummed some internal melody that cause the raiton within her body to react violently. A punch she threw manifested into raiton claws, lashing through the air at her target.

The speed of this attack was brutal, knowing only the violence it was conceived to deliver but she didn't aim to kill, she aimed to torture. The thug who she sent off flying earlier she descended upon with a loud cry, leaping some incredible distance as the claw continued to materialize, chirping loud enough to drown out her cries at close range. When the thug had looked up, too late, the claws closed and she held up in its awesome grip. Thousands of volts burned clothes, hair, skin, the man powerless in its grasp. The scream that left him was gender-less, only an agonized wail of conviction.

"You brought this on yourself." Her words were lost among the chirp of the claw, the sizzle and bun of skin as the lightning coursed through his body, ravaged the heart, the claw prepared to explode if she held long enough. "AGH! PLEASE, STOP!" through the sickening sounds of his own body charring away he screamed out to him but her bloody red eyes stared out at him, disconnected, her throat still painfully stricken to try and control this overflow of chakra. Every swallow burned, her lungs too filled with air only to be charged and as she thought about it..ice, something to cool her down, she felt its cooling embrace.

The ruby orbs looked him over with a disapproving glare, huffing, disappointed to find him begging already. "IT'S EASY TO BEG, CRETIN!" She screamed over him easily, his octaves could never compare. He could scream till his chords snapped and her spit up blood. Her fingers tightened as did the claw, squeezing the life from him slowly, his louder cried turning into choked whispered as she stripped him of whatever male pride he had in his tough demeanor. Every whimper elicited a squeeze, his body beginning to convulse and shake. He had reached that point of hemorrhagic shock.

Good. Cocking her arm back she flung him high and far, sailing unconsciously through the air, no visible attempt made to break his fall as the ground began to rushed up and greet him in its solid embrace. Pathetic. She wouldn't kill, not him, he was just following orders and had no will of his own. With a sharp inhale that was meant to send a wave of power out to pulverize the ground, instead she found a white cone of air leaving her lips, freezing the ground with no particular grace. The hell? Hyouton? So this came with new powers as well? Or something dormant? The ice only made the impact of the body worse and she knew the sound of bone cracking.

Behind her the sounds of muscle on bone landing sent echos to Isabella ear, gave her the image of Kaoru being hit and her body going...nowhere. The other thugs seemed to really want her, and Isabella was just the unfortunate collateral. Or the opportunistic assassin. "You all never learn." She chuckled, the huge 20 meter claw handing from her right hand still had thirty meters of length and abuse to deal. Every exhale sent out a crackling through the air. Who would have thought?

[N A T S U M I]

+20; Learned.

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Akuma Tekken (Devil's Fist)
Rank: "A"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A Critical technique to where the opponent hits the opponent in certain areas of the body causing a crippling effect against the part of the body. This occurs when the fist makes contact as the inner muscles clench forth, and the bones of the opponent somewhat shatter, giving a fracture feel as the part of the body becomes useless until it is fixed. This type of attack may cause crippling or weakness effect.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is capable of using this technique only to the amount of times they are capable of using Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist). This technique only works with opponents that are one class lower then that of the brawler. The user must hit the opponent twice in the same area for the technique to work if the opponent is in the same class as the user, three times if the opponent is two classes higher then that of the user.
Description: This technique may be used to kick or punch the opponent. Depending on where the user hits the opponent the effects occur. If the user hits the opponent along the arms or the fists of the opponent it becomes useless as a fracture occurs rendering the arm or hand useless until it was fixed. If the user hits along the legs of the opponent, same effect occurs, and the total amount of movements is cut in half within the legging movements and speed drops down to half or none. If the opponent is struck down by the chest like area, user's rips crack and break, as they begin to cave in, beginning to crush the opponent's insides. If the opponent is struck along the back, the opponent's back could break, causing crippling effect making movement along the opponent's body useless and incapable. If the opponent is struck along the head, the blow becomes so strong that some consider it to be a final blow as the brain rattles, and the skull breaks within.
Limit: Must know Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist)

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[/i] brawn. I had some brains at my disposal, as well; a minor education in the more refined art of Boxing, for example, rather than just the ability to swing a formless haymaker at the speed of sound and with the strength of an elephant herd. It was this tinge of conscientiousness that gave me yet another edge over this collection of fuckheads that insisted on pursuing me to the ends of the earth.

'Cause unlike them, when I hit somebody, I had a vague understanding of what was going on. It wasn't the clearest concept in my head because I was no genius, but Akihiko had made an effort to describe the process to me and I'd understood a little. He had used the phrase kinetic energy a lot, which I understood sort of as just the energy created by motion, right? Or the energy an object possessed when it was in motion or something. He had taught me that there were many variables involved even in just the process of punching somebody (or getting hit), and that there were ways to subtly manipulate these transfers of energy to control the exact effects of blows.

As such, when I pushed my left hand against his chest to properly line up my target, I was concentrating. This would be an elephantine blow like all the rest, certainly, but it would have the extra damage provided by that certain degree of refinement added onto it also; the almighty power that just a tiny amount of intellect could provide.

When my punch shot out for his chest, I made sure that I was not aiming past him, as I usually did when hitting people. See, the usual intent was just to push that 'kinetic energy' right through their bodies in the hope of rattling their entire form, allowing the impact to bounce around inside their vessels haphazardly, delivering an almost randomized amount of damage. But when one made sure not to simply blast through without a thought and instead halted their fist at about the second of impact, the energy was concentrated down onto a much smaller point, causing isolated damage that could even be more useful in certain contexts.

It was hella good for crippling shit, is what I'm talking about. Hit bones, fucking break them. Create a strained effect in the muscles. Akihiko had done it to me just once, to explain what I was talking about, and we'd had to pause in our training session and get me healed up at the hospital (for the umpteenth time) because I couldn't lift my left arm anymore. As such, when my right arm cannoned into his chest I pulled away the instant I hit, drawing the energy back upon that point and sending a web of fractures through his sternum and ribs. I heard him gasp in agony as he stepped back; he clutched at his chest. I had a moment of reprieve.

Even through my rage-addled mind, I managed to muster concern for the woman I loved. I could hear what would have been a masculine voice screaming in agony.

"Are you alright, my love?" I called over my shoulder through labored breathing, and then grinned as the scope of us the two of us taking on ten enemies simultaneously really hit me.

Time and time again, we proved to be unbeatable.[/ul][/div]

[The Roar of the Falls]

Hyouton Bunshin no Jutsu (Ice Clone)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates Ice Bunshins.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: The bunshins are weak due to their material. The bunshins can only use the jutsus of their own element.
Description: Once the handseals are finished a bunshin is being formed from the ice around the user. The bunshin can withstans up to one (1) C ranked Taijutsu/Ninjutsu attacks or lower. First learned the user can create up to two bunshins at the same time, each additional time learned gives the user the capability to create to more Ice Bunshins. Bunshins can only use Ninjutu of their own element (Ice).
Limit: Must know Ice Release. Must have an Ice source.

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It took several long breaths, blowing a stream of cold air that left a sprinkling of ice along her unused hand, the lightning claw chirped still, its static cray traveling through the air. "I am well, thank you!" She replied in an oddly chipper tone, bearing down on her adversary. Their adversary. It took just a slow inhale, a tickle of her lungs to bring out this newly synced level of chakra, Ice, to cool the burn her lightning chaka had left behind and crafted a jutsu she was unfamiliar with, but hopeful for. An ice close of some soft.

When she blew out it was into her palm, forming this small block of ice that, when large enough, she dropped to the ground and let it build up. None of the men were brave enough to get closer with the massive 20 meters of lightning she clutched in her fist, leaving her free to do as she pleased in this moment. On and on she exhaled, knowing suddenly why she had never gone into this extensive release without some means of producing ice easily. The fire was quickly replace with the burn from the cold her ice was producing, and her teeth ached.

Like transfixed onlookers, the men watched her craft a copy of herself from ice, it building up all the way from the ground. From the ice it produced she easily split another clone from it, three Isabella staring out at the group before them. "This seems a little more fair." she quipped and readied herself for yet another engagement.

[Father 'Suke]

@blackspire - +20; 20|80
The Roar of the Falls - +10; learned