Dead Bone Pulse {T}

[Debiru]

And here I was traveling through that rugged forest just meters away from my home. This somewhat vast thing kept some distance between my place and the road that led off, however, you ask why I don't just soar out of here? For the simple fact that people would decide to try and find where exactly I cam from thus resulting in me biting off more than I could chew, Literally. My wings had retracted upon my back at this point and for some reason a boxing gym would be located within the very center of this forest, standing tough built et abandoned. There was a reason no one entered these forests...and it was me. Life only gave you what you deserved but that doesn't seem all so true when you have a person like muah around now does it? I would head into this gym, eyeing my surrounds and simply begin my training, ignoring the peole who'd been sparring around me.

[Debiru]

The Hook
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A semi-circular punch thrown with the lead hand or rear hand to the side of the opponent's head.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Picture Shift your weight subtly forward by slightly bending your front leg while elevating your lead elbow to about shoulder height. Push off your front leg to shift your weight more towards the back leg while rotating your torso in the same direction with your lead hand heading towards a specific target. For the purpose of this intro we'll aim face high. That rotation and shifting motion should be accompanied by a whipping or thrusting of the hips. If you have your left leg forward and are throwing a lead hand hook (left hand hook) your hips should thrust from left to right while executing this punch. The punch should reach its mark with tremendous force. This will happen by throwing it fast and aiming to land your fist 6 to 8 inches beyond your target. Your fist can either be positioned to have your palm facing you or the ground. Return to your original stance. Do your best to hit your target with your first two knuckles.
Limit: Must learn in a gym that teaches Bokushingu (Boxing), Must know Upright Stance or Semi-Crouch

I'd swim through the Gym quickly. Being in a place like this one it was never safe to let your guard down and so my eyes would catch near everything that was happening within the place. Caught and followed quickly, I'd be sure to note how different their motion was. The positions of their hands and movement of the body. So light, so quick, yet I still wanted to look at the ability of the Kaguya over this. It seemed to be nothing more than a fancy way to fight this dojo did. I was indeed unsure of whether it was actually something that could help but having trained a bit into the ability of Boxing myself, I knew it would have to come in aid within that of the near future. There wasn't a single thing that I wouldn't learn of this /boxing style/ and the men here knew it.

As my eyes surfed the rather large place, my eyes would fall upon a man near a heavy bag unleashing punches that would break any man's jaw. Dark brown hair and dark blue trunks, feet covered in fighting tape along with his hands and his eyes would be permanently locked onto the bag. As if he wanted to destroy this tool he'd unleash as many punches as he could at the most incredible speed. Were these jabs of some sort? Cross Punches...? No, they were something else. The way they arched in their paths as it searched for the enemy's body or even face. The man's fist would make contact with the target and the sound that signified mass power would erupt throughout the gym like a shockwave. This very sound would lash through my ears and I'd nod toward this man, fangs shown as they had been many times before.

It was in my interest to learn exactly what this man was doing and should all go well, I would no doubt. Swallowing as I approached him and suppressed my mass hunger for the time being, I'd lick my lips and take a deep breath. Like he was all so busy he'd put that look on. That look that said /I'll show him how to do it so he'll stop staring/. It was annoying but I was about to learn something quite valuable. What could someone say about that? This was aiding muah and muah was already aiming to pulmerize the competition. However, my approach would be cut short. My feet halting in movement just a matter of feet from the man and his pearl eyes would be gazed into quickly. I could tell by just looking at him that he had something to say and within a moment or so, he would.

"You ready for this?" he'd ask, his eyes releasing the content they had stored. It seemed the tension that had begun to build would quickly wither away and his attention would last solely upon myself. Haha, if I was given, I was taking and there was no one who could change my mind about such a thing. Though this would be troublesome I had a job to take care of and not until I was finished with a deal of my training would I be here. However, his facial would vanish though his voice remained the same and a small cynical sneer wold formulate upon his lips, "Okay, what you wanna do is bring your arm /around/ and strike somewhat from the outside. This could be said to be something like a /ball/ in baseball only your arm is coming back in. Get out and get in. That simple. But don't strain it."

He would add. My eyes following his lips and every other moment would it fall upon his tongue. Mm, looked so...delicious. It sucked to be hungry at times but what could I say? I was only /Human/. However, I would quickly make my move to this man's position, legs seperating a bit and my hands rising to defend my face as I had been taught those days back. Fists clenched tightly, I'd move my dominant hand a bit further out and gaze through the wall that were my hands toward the bag. It was a simple matter of following intstruction and moving on intstinct I believed. My breath would grow shallow and my heart rate would leap up. I'd tighten my jaw and simply pretend that this thing could hit me back...so I wanted to take it down on the first go. I couldn't help but ready myself further at this point.

Swallowing, it seemed as though it was time to make a move. The bag just barely dangling in the air attached to its little chain, I'd tighten my left bicep as I drew my fist quickly outward to the left, my elbow arching things up and the very punch near on its own would jump back into my field of vision striking the bag dead to its left. Knuckles connecting with the item would deliver just slight recoil but it was nothing I couldn't handle for I was he, Kaguya Debiru and proud too be.

[loyal]

You some kind of cannibal or somethin'?! ...Eatin' people...

D:

[+10.]

[Debiru]

The Uppercut
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A vertical, rising punch thrown with the lead hand or rear hand.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Picture To throw a right uppercut, start in the classic boxing stance with the back (right) knee bent. Lower the right shoulder to drop the right side of the body in a semi-crouch position. Remember to keep the left fist up by the chin to protect the head. Now as you rotate the hips forward, push the ball of the back foot, (the right foot), and punch the right fist up towards the target. The right side of the back and the right shoulder will follow through with the rotation of the hips. The hips finish being squared to the front. The right arm always stays close to the body and moves upward in a semi-circle. To throw the left uppercut from the classic boxing stance, start with squared off hips, left knee bent and the left shoulder lowered. The body weight is then transferred to the ball of the left foot as the punch is delivered with a bent arm at a right angle and the hips will rotate into the classic boxing stance. Do your best to hit your target with your first two knuckles. Remember to bend the both of the knees and lean the body forward. Bring the first close to the side and remember to have the knuckles facing down. Extend the bent knees at full force Use the momentum and the body to thrust the fist upward.
Limit: Must learn in a gym that teaches Bokushingu (Boxing), Must know Upright Stance or Semi-Crouch

Excellent.

I would note in reply of my strike. It was all too easy to do. A few knuckles to a bag of...well, I wasn't too sure what was inside but there was enough in there to make it feel like bricks and so, that's that. A few knuckles to a bag of bricks and I'd be smirking at my success while the look on this man's face altered. Had he seen something in me? Or was he just eyeing the odd look I had donned at this moment. I wasn't a shirts person so it was of my nature to walk around with nothing of the sort lingering upon my shoulders, though it would be useful in the cold... But obviously I didn't care of such. A deep breath would be taken before my hands would be lowered to my side and the man would break out of his awe, speaking to me in a cocky and sarcastic tone that would result in us being where he wanted us to.

"You're good. But lets take this to the ring." he speak quickly, "But if I were you, I'd throw on some head gear and junk." like I was some lunatic fool. I didn't need head gear or guards of any kind. I was the beast born where he had learned to sharpen his claws and hunt for food. I was Debiru, Devil of Claw and God of Fang. It was a sheer mistake to look at myself as a god however, there was only one man above me and for his ability to kill and maim with ease and love it at the same time I would shun myself. However, my eyes resting upon the dark haired boxer at this point, I make sure to acknowledge the words he had spoken once again. True enough that I was no boxer but I had a few tricks up my sleeve to better my ability in CQC. Not only this but Bone Pulsing would help as well.

As you wish. However, I don't need protection.

Boy did he look surprised. But than again, maybe he was just a bit happy he could attempt to pound on my face. I couldn't care less either way, I was just here to get some shit done and be off with my business. I'd caress my cheek for a moment with my right index finger before heading off toward the ring, a bit of chakra aiding a jump up to the apron and then a leg to move in between the ropes, my body following. It would be a few moments before he entered this squared circle but the moment he did I would be all over him like a flock of Crows upon a corpse. I had observed all I could as the opponent geared up. The quick movement, the flying fists, the underhands. The breaths released with every punch thrown, the Uppercuts. However, I seemed to be out of my league.

Barking up the wrong tree if you will. The mnn seemed to be faster than me at this time. His own punch would be thrown forth, a quick jab... smacking me dead in the face and sending me back a few steps. Nothing to worry for however, I had taken hits that were way harder than this and now it was time for me to take tons more...or something of the sort. Though, my eyes would remain locked upon the man, my focus rising back in place and my heart pounding as I closed up and slowly stepped forward, sure to waver a bit here and there for a bit of wondering to give. If I was to drop onto my face right now it was safe to say the man would believe he'd hit me that hard...but I needed to hit him and send him down. This wasn't my game but I could make it seem that way.

We all pretended here and there, this was but round one. All I could do was close up, my hands guarding my face in tight fists. I just couldn't seem to find an opening that would be used to knock him one...than it kinda clicked with me. It was all about making the guy open up so I could catch him. I may have been hit in the process but that shit never stopped me before. It was all good and swell with me. I just needed to lunge for him now. Smirking devilishly, I'd take a wide step forward and take sight to a quick jab coming for me. A lean would take me just far enough for it to miss and than there would be another strike. My dark boots holding me firm, I'd brush the strike away with my right palm and come from under him as quick as I could, checkmate.

My hand would be tightened into a fist as it lifted toward his chin, the power embedded within the strike not too major but enough to throw him off. Though the brushed away hit was confirmed, he had another strike coming in and as I said, if someone was giving, I was going to take and this punch was taken...but first my own would be given. Connecting with a loud pop, I'd widen my eyes as he stumbled back into his corner and I myself fell upon my ass...stunned a bit but okay. I was to my feet in a matter of moments and it seemed now, this guy was serious about the spar here.

[loyal]

Devil of Claw and God of Fang

Still, it's UNACCEPTABLE to be THINKIN' about EATING people! LOOK AT WHAT YOU SAID YOU IS HURR. [points accusingly to the quote]

[+10.]

[Debiru]

Dash
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A technique similar to that of Shunshin, however this enables the user to use Shunshin in smaller increments within the ten meters of Shunshin.
Special: ---
Drawback: Depending on how many times a user knows Shunshin depends on how long a user is able to perform this technique.
Description: With Shunshin the user is able of moving forward or moving so far within a distance of ten meters in a straight line. With Shunshin if the user wishes to move towards another direction they must stop, and waste another Shunshin in order to do so. With Dash however, the user is able to change directions once within the distance of Shunshin without ever sacrificing another Shunshin. This means that if a user wishes to Dash forward five meters, and yet side step dash another five meters the user is able of doing so without sacrificing two shunshins.
Limit: Must learn in a gym that teaches Bokushingu (Boxing), Must know Upright Stance or Semi-Crouch

It seemed my fall wouldn't help me any. My hit connecting only made me more cocky of my little advantage at that point and the man taking it unexpectedly only heated things up more for me. Though, it was interesting to see how an actual fight would turn out for me...at least one with the skill in hand to hand combat that I had. His feet were even faster than before, his hands shooting out at me like pistons and his eyes so full of intensity. Damn it would be good to take a bite out of such a tense corpse...tch, it would be so...delicious. But my attention needed to be on this man. My body would attempt to push away from the man's strikes but it seemed I had been moving too slow. Struck here and there...body tagged, face tagged. It was like a bunch of bee stings...

And damn did I hate those. Heart pounding as adrenaline continued to push through me, my concentration would be shoved to the movement of my feet for I would ready to shunshin out of trouble...only, but a few feet back were the ropes of this damn ring. I was completely boxed up but if I moved in just the right way at the right time I could get away, redirect myself, and get some distance in between me and this guy. Like it wasn't hard enough to evade, I had to focus on moving myself within the middle of a Shunshin, shit! The men I had watched along my time in here seemed to be able to do it so easily, make it like it was walking through a part with a hat on. This wasn't to be smoothed out too quickly in my opinion. However, I wouldn't let this trash get to me.

My muscles would quickly tense, contract upon one another and my body would move itself from sight, almost as if I had teleported. But this wasn't my aim this time around. I needed to shove myself away and hopefully that junk would work out. My leap through space backward would be quick but I needed to redirect myself now and apparently that couldn't even happen for the simple fact that I had ended up tripping over myself in just the direction that I was aiming to head in. Forcing my back toward the ring floor just in case this man was on my ass, I'd let my shoulder take a deal of the damage and cover my face up as I rested upon my back all so annoyed by the moment. Sure this was boxing but this guy just wouldn't stop swinging down at me. It was a bit of luck that had kicked in and let me get my feet up against his abdominal area for quick action.

GET OFF!

I could barely keep my f**k**g thirst for his flesh back at this point...like a savage the man attacked once and than twice, and just continued and continued after that. Shit...my feet near his upper body would be kicked forth to shove him back and upon such happening I'd roll to my feet and lift my hands to my face again. Who knew this could get so frustrating? It was bad and I didn't mean random bad, I meant /BAD/ bad. I had never been touched like this before and to be so close and pounded made me want to tear this man apart like he was some sort of doll or cloth. Swallowing, I'd narrow my eyes as I focused upon my leg muscles once more and aimed to leap backward through space. It was quick, unseen by the man before me and just at the middle of my movement would I aim to stop and redirect.

This time it seemed as though I had done better, both feet being planted firmly on the ground only this man was at my face, a hook coming from the left and knocking me into that very direction. How pissed was I eh?

[goliath764]

+10

[Debiru]

10/30

The punch was indeed a good one but it was nothing that could wear me down, or at least it felt this way. I wouldn't bother worrying about it much more for I had been stumbling, struggling to catch my balance as soon as I could. This seemed so ridiculous how quick he was and I, I had been moving too slow to even begin attempting to match this man. His punches still being evaded as best as I could evade them while his eyes would still rest on me. He was more focused than I could ever be and he was enjoying it quite a bit from what I could tell. Tch, I wanted to enjoy something but it would be pretty inappropriate here...so mabe he was my target. Maybe he was to be followed out of this place and tackled like a deer. Haha...worthless human.

However, his strikes wouldn't halt and neither would my quick moving feet. I couldn't even stand up straight because of this guy and it didn't seem like he would let me. My eyes would leave his own for a quick moment as I turned my attention to his feet and the my own, my face being shielded at this point. It was time I considered attempted to get out of here once again. As fat as my feet were moving I should've been able to pull this off way earlier...though it seemed I didn't have the correct training. Gah! This was starting to tick me off. Focus would be shifted to y legs as my eyes ran back toward the dark haired boxer's own, my body tensing up and my new goal strongly grasping me. I was but a single leap from completing this technique and I couldn't let some pathetic grown man take his anger ou on me.

My feet pressing into the mat of this arena ring, I'd release all the power suddenly built within my legs and remove myself from his visual. However this single quick movement wasn't what was going to save me, it was my next movement here. Grinning, my feet would spread and slow my quick movement as I searched for some sort of break, to stop firmly on my feet and here I was...I'd done it, with a split second passing as I stood here, everything nearly a blur, I'd force the immense power I had before back into my legs and shove myself to the right, only tripping before I could land correctly. It sucked to be me, but luckily the trip only caused me to lose balance instead of actually fall...My eyes would shift toward him as quick as they possibly could and my heart would nearly jump through my chest.

I couldn't keep on like this...this guy's hits were only going to get harder and harder from here on. He was competitive or just didn't like me and either way it didn't matter because I myself didn't like him either. Tch, who the hell did I ever like? No one in my opinion. He was dead once this was over and I knew for sure that he'd scream like a little bitch as my teeth pierced his flesh haha, or would I kill him first and devour his heart? So so decisive I was but all so serious. I would let him have his little bit of fun beating on me here and than I would have my own fun feeding on him in the forests of Tsume. What a bad day it is for him. The look in his eyes said it all. He was done playing games and hewas actually trying to be the holy hell out of me. Just great..a moron in a Gym.

[loyal]

I knew for sure that he'd scream like a little b***h as my teeth pierced his flesh haha, or would I kill him first and devour his heart?

Sweet jesus...

[+10.]

[Debiru]

20/30

I was a clumsy little shit in this situation. It felt quite bad to be a sitting duck and if it weren't for the fact that I was attempting to learn something... Tch, pieces of this guy's heart would be being picked out of my teeth. Nutricious mhm.... However, my sight would fall to the hands that were being lunged for my face and every other moment at my body with the intent of breaking ribs quite harsh-like. I would cope all so easily here, my hands back to my face in the tightest of fists and my sight catching every movement just the way I was supposed to. He couldn't touch me anymore. I was like wind for this training had actually come to aid me in some annoying way. My speed enhancing along the time this fight dragged on would definitely come to be a plus...than again maybe it was just me being slow and not taking notice to it?

However, it was quite the time I struck back, his own punches smacking me across the ring again just a bit but in turn I'd maim him just a bit while forcing myself to refrain from forcing the calcium within my body upon my knuckles and through this asshole's flesh. Inhaling deeply through the nose I would attempt to build a bit more concentration into this art. Who knew it could be so annoying... But my body wouldn't halt, not for a single moment and not for one second would I take my eyes off of this sparring partner's body. Obvious he'd been doing this for quite some time since his punches so quick yet so powerful were turning me into a stick in the mud and probably even without effort. It was actually f**k**g frustrating once you thought about it. I could've swallowed this man whole and went along with my business already but nooo, I need to increase by ability within the boxing style.

Tch, this was ridiculous. I was jumping from place to place while attempting to focus as much power into my calves as I could, using the exact principles of the Shunshin while attempting to slightly halt it within the middle of my movement through distance. I could always get it done at least half way before I screwed up and began getting beat to a pulp some more - as if I was a child in some sort of...Home. Meh, I was something like a child and did indeed used to get beat at home. But I took care of that, took charge of my life and made sure a man's hands would never be placed upon me in some harsh way. Just thinking about it was beginning to piss me off...SHIT! My focus would suddenly shatter like silence coating a room and than suddenly a Pin would drop. Someone's words would shatter my moment of peace... I can't take this shit anymore..

FUCK THIS!

I'd shout as my body quickly tensed up. Muscle upon muscle tightening before the toughness of my muscles would shove me toward the man standing here and just half way meeting him would I suddenly re-direct myself, to the very right of this person. Quick as shit would I appear at his left ear, to myself, his right before my appendages would quickly fasten themselves and upon completion give birth to a set of bones just tearing from my damn flesh like a pen through paper...it felt horrible but it was by far used to at this point, I could handle it. Onyx and Snow white...these wings were birthed with feathers that would litter the ring before my eyes filled with intensity... I just...couldn't stop. My hand would lower to my side as if I were in pain, calcium shifting its place quickly and my torso literally waving before a hump would push forth.

A bone, slowly making its way out within the form of a katana, now only the hilt... I would grasp the hardened item and wrip it from my body quickly in a swing that would leave the slick tip slices through the edge of this man's throat, his blood spraying upon my body...hahaha...so unique. A shower...of blood. I was Cleansed of my past troubles and now only held this very new one upon my shoulders...my knew tropy. This shower was like no other...his blood was..tasty. The blood spraying from this throat would be coated by my free left hand however as my bone that had been removed repaired itself via calcium hardening. Ahh...so replenishing. And here, this was just the beginning. I would focus upon the innards of mine and force myself to the right of the man, vanishing quickly before halting this shunshin and moving behind him (Dash).

I was saved by the grace of this technique and not once would I hesitate to halt the life of this man. My elbow now paralel with his chin, the blade grasped in my right hand, formed of my own bone...my own calcium, it would enter and part from this man's upper body several times, no doubt more than twelve times.. Mm... I could just smell it...his heart. Of course I could've just sliced through all this bone and junk but I felt like making him suffer. Breath fading...I'd grin slightly...

Don't Die....Not Yet....
You Need to Suffer more.

I would whisper within his ear as I used the weapon in my grasped as a crobar and removed the circular bone I had carved through. Arm removed from his neck, I would grab hold of his heart and simply tear it from his body while turning my back to him and sitting upon the ring floor. Chest....upper body bloody, I would sink my teeth into the man's most important feat as I beat one last time...blood filling my mouth...Mm...I could tell how could this would be...he tasted soo healthy..

[loyal]

I'm not even goin' to lie.

That almost made me hurl.

[+10.]

[Debiru]

Berserker Barrage
Rank: "C"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: When the user uses a technique they take the capability of the bone claw and uses it in a combo like form.
Special: ---
Drawback: The effect is that of the Bone Claws.
Description: When the user first learns this technique they are capable of attacking multiple times in a blinding rage fashion against the opponent pushing forward cutting anything in its path. Depending on the user's capability and mobility within how many movements, they are capable of stresses on how much the user is capable of using this technique within a single sided session. The user runs forward slashing with their bone claws. The user is capable of holding this technique for as long as how many movements they are capable. The way it looks is that he user moves with such speed that it seems that they are attacking in a blinding rage swinging their arms up and down rapidly in a violent form. Since a normal technique allows a user the capability of swinging both arms or feet for one movement this allows the user the capability of swinging both arms twice within one movement.
Limit: Kaguya Bloodlimit, Must know Bone Pulling, Must know Bone Claws

Here I was again, standing here outside the Boxing Gym gettin' ready to play with my Bones like the bored f**k I was. It would only bring things to the better however, as this would enhance my Bone Pulsing ability I would grow more and more closer to being able to defend myself as I truly needed to should I ever get into a bit of extra ordinary trouble. A light breath traveling through my esophagus as I stood here gazing toward this rather large tree, placed here and standing firm...impossible for /any/ man to move it with his natural strength. The skies? Psh, I couldn't see those from within this forest. The trees had grown so tall that their leaves would party together and decide to block out the sun that delivered those annoying rays of light. It was nothing however, this wouldn't stop my training.

The time I spent standing here would grow to be much for my Calcium had begun its movement throughout my Bone Pulsing body and my intention had been twice as big as it had been previously. The sudden vibrating of my bones would take me into a somewhat traumatized state, movement halting as the process would continue. All but my eyes were held in position and unable to move. The strength of my bones would begin to increase as I pushed forth as much calcium as I could, stacking it atop the mass that had already begun to harden through my very palms and extend into sight to be used as some sort of weapon. However, it had only just begun to protrude, the very point of the weapons visible and only continuing to push from my flesh. The pain was little to none and I could just see exactly where this was heading, time leading me into the right direction. With a slight grin I would continue.

The care for this little moment was beginning to decrease quite quickly and my movement would begin to speed up as I lifted the limp hands of mine to my chest, eyes dropping to the rather large pikes forcing themselves from the flesh that would only heal after the items had successfully exited and or even contracted back into my person. Blood wasn't to be found as this little ability was that of the Kaguya blood line and I would stop at nothing to enhance such a thing with my time. So much of this little item and I couldn't even focus straight. Damn frustrating this was getting obviously, but meh, I suppose I could learn to cope all so easily. The bone protruding at this point would quickly find its way back within my body and shoot from the knuckles that I had been birthed with via the Bone Claws technique I held so dear to me.

Just looking at a random object would provoke me into attacking it with the deadly tools... Sturdy and hard as hell, these things could take care of quite the business with no problem. Yes, obviously there was enough known for me to assume such a thing. With my gaze now fixed upon a tree just within the distance a cynical sneer would climb upon my mug and my stiff figure would begin to push through the distance, hands raised to my face at this point as if I was to take some sort of boxing stance. The claw were known to be able to slice through flesh with no problem and I'd assume it was able to do this for the simple fact that...well I had just recently done it. The victim was one who would definitely remember my face for the future would bring us to another encounter by fate somehow. Than and there would I again take his life and without the slightest of care. It was time to continue along.

[Debiru]

0/30

The claws erupting from my own knuckles would be fully extended from my the flesh that would be upon my knuckles and my intent would only grow. My doing here would be quick as my three kills previously obtained and here I was again searching for some sort of power. The power could be felt building within my hands as I began to tighten the weapons into tight fists, my muscles tensing up and my eyes finding the target area that was to be beaten upon like a body bag. I was in no gym at the moment but I would surely pretend I was with this tree before me. Haha, how much would this help? Something unknown and something that I definitely didn't want to know. I could care less at this very moment but it was simply to be done and as quick as possible to add. My breath slipping in between my the smooth lips of mine would render me calm...time consuming this was but all the same it interested me.

My eyes completely narrowed upon my target and my feet would press down to the earth as I leaned forward a bit, my left hand in a tight fist, clenched to the fullest of my ability. Had I tightened it anymore than I already had, my flesh would split and maroon masking would pour from this limb of mine. At this point, the claws leaping from my flesh would be parallel to the earth and my right hand would take to position so that the back of this tool would be facing the earth, alike the claws of my opposite hand it would be parallel to the earth, claws as well. Alike my wings these creations would be near snow white and capable of slicing through almost anything. I surely believed they could and wouldn't stop my attacking which of course hadn't begun yet, until I felt it necessary. The feeling pushing through my flesh bag would bring my elbows to arching and my eyes to briefly shutting.

One arm (left) cocked back but a deal more close to the tree than my right which was lower and cocked a bit as well, I would shove it forth with a shaving intent. To push through this little obstacle before me and tear it to pieces or at least attempt to with what time I had here. The claws upon my fist would slice through the air like a heated knife through butter and push up against the tree and at which point I would force my second hand forth. Such had been waiting dormant-like within this split moment as I moved along, searching for its time to make a bit of shine. Haha, I could care less which fist of claws had more shine. All that mattered to me was the fact that something was being maimed and slaughtered by an animal such as myself. Many hated but none could end or change and this would only continue throughout my life. Obviously I was a beast and could no one change it.

With my left hand completely digging the claws pushing from its flesh into the tree, I'd give my right hand off to it, the same motion pretty much. The only difference around this point would be that it was underhanded and able to drive upward as I pleased. These two motions would be quick and so would the next few. I was but so close to finishing this little battle up and here would I begin to. Muscles twitching quickly, tensing and bringing the power strolling throughout my stiff person - I would pull my claws through the object that they were oh so impaled into, one hand coming down and the next going up while I would begin to pull backward as well, both hands parting their claws from the target slow but surely. Haha, this could never get tiring and me just standing here doing it as if I were actually fighting...this would never end- always would I be excited to kill.

[goliath764]

+20

[Debiru]

20/30

Everything I was looking for seemed to be acknowledged here and my hands pushing and pulling along the body of the tree would lead me further into the completion of this here technique. My Barrage wouldn't halt just yet as my hands removed the claws that were my knuckles from place and my muscles would continue to work as my eyes found each and ever miniature target that I needed to take care of here for a bit of my own entertainment. Swallowing within the quick second that would take over the moment, I'd force my muscles along as quickly as I could to scrape the surface of this tree from place and show what would be its insides technically. The feeling wouldn't cease and my urge to kill wouldn't subside. My belly beginning to ache just slightly for I had been ready to complete this for a few moments now and it was but moments away.

Arms acting as pistons, jumping this way and that, cocking back and lunging forth to strike the tree like the monster I was. It truly wasn't as though I could help it, I was born such a way and neglected even more so why do this? Because I was different. This life wouldn't change any and my doings wouldn't perish, not once not ever and did I care? In all honesty, no. However, my movement wouldn't cease as the massive thoughts would begin and continue to rush throughout my mind, my body stiff but my arms bouncing this way and that like an incredible weapon which they both indeed were at this point. The impaling wouldn't stop for the slightest of a moment and the breaths that slipped from my esophagus wouldn't halt all the same. This rush of adrenaline wouldn't clear from my body - the intensity I'd begun to lunge forth acting as a vessel and delivering my strikes.

All the time in the world was on my side and with acting as fast as this, I'd be the fastest Criminal walking the face of this shinobi world and there wouldn't be a damn soul with the balls to step to me unless they were ready to die... And in truth I mean all the above so seriously... It just can't be helped. A monster is a monster no matter what and the things done in the past and the future could never be changed. Wood chips would jump from the face of this tree as quickly as I had been striking it and I was all the same as I had been before, excited. I had come too far to simply leave this thing to some sort of abrupt halt and time finish. I was close enough and I was going to tear this tree down if I had to. Lacerations and even a bit of sweat would make appearance as I continued, my eyes fueled by the urge to kill now and my grin growing ten fold.

This was something that I would remember for the times to come for my knuckles would halt their assault and sink back within my skin. Done and Done as a spawn of Lord Jashin would and should.

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

^{10+ | Learned}

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[Debiru]

Slipping Outside
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A basic technique that every boxer must learn in order to slip towards the outside of an attack.
Special: ---
Drawback: Only works against Singular attacks. Area effect attacks, or attacks that attack at a larger range then that of what the user may slip can still or is able of harming the user.
Description: Picture Executed by slightly moving the head to either side so that the opponent's punches "slip" by the boxer. This technique the user understands to movement of a straight like punch. This could be either done with the opponent's right or left. The slip is a technique in which the user rushes the opponent while bobbing their head, or "slipping" their head in the direction that goes to the outside of the opponent's body. This technique is used to help the user give out counters against the opponent. Whenever the opponent attacks with their left, you move in their left moving away from the body, to where the left ribcage is shown. Whenever the opponent attacks with their right the user moves in the right moving away from the body, to where the right ribcage is shown.
Limit: Must learn in a gym that teaches Bokushingu (Boxing), Must know Upright Stance or Semi-Crouch

Ahh. Finally, my pointless attacking onto this little tree of nature had grown to be complete, the technique I was training into now one of my arsenal and my future of Kaguya techniques already known for I'd grown quite a bit within the mind eh? It would seem that I had to return to the Boxing Gym that I'd removed myself from and alas, my bloody reign of terror would have to be halted. The last man I'd sparred with ended up being part of my lunch and here I stood like it was all okay at the entrance with my hands dangling uselessly at my sides, my intention quite known now. I needed to get real and take care of some more Boxing technique - I wouldn't be here for any other reason now would I? I'd swallow, my eyes rolling across the massive insides of this place and the various boxers who stood around playing with their little punching bags.

Well, this was at least half I would say - the others would gaze toward me with hate embedded within their eyes. Brown and Hazel eyes... Aqua and blood shot read eyes reading my every movement as best as they could. And in all honesty, from my point of view if there was some guy who looked like me and did the shit I did, heheh - I'd look at him just the same way. Buut this wasn't what was important, at least on my part. These eyes of mine would begin to travel once more across the heads that littered this place like garbage. Nearly every one of them would stand tall pounding their toys like angry children or abusive husbands - all I could do was sigh as I searched on for what or who I wanted - And I wanted someone who looked as though they could tear me apart. It took some time and a little roaming around but... Yeah, I found him.

My eyes laid upon him, my heart racing... Mmm he moved... The way he did, so fluent, so quick - so intelligent. His taste, I cared not for the flavor, or diid I? A sample wouldn't be harsh, nor would the feel I got from planting my fist into his face. The one he sparred with would be removed from the ring after a powerful punch and I, I would stand in awe - swept off my feet of his luster. Mmm, I could barely hold myself back anymore. A swallow would be taken before my tongue slipped across my lips quickly, moistening them as a Shirtless Kaguya climbed himself into this Squared Circle, ready for what was to come. Of course it was as expected as anything, the quick punch thrown off by this warrior of unknown placing -- Toward I myself. Heh, it only made my adrenaline pump faster. My head lowered as I spread my legs to take a stance, hands in tight fists up to my nose as I glided beneath and aside this punch.

One of my own quickly shooting for the man's heart, no bone revealed but devastation definitely involved. It wasn't to stop, I was to pound him like the animal - the Disrespectful Animal he was. Of course a miss was involved but it was nothing, I would continue my little pursuit for this man was one who was indeed worth every Blow...heheh- I would tear him to shreds and love every moment of it. My body gliding across the ring alike his own, punches being thrown like raving savages with no life to live, no time to spend on themself really. My head would once again pull down as I evade a punch, pulling my body over and slipping to the outside of this thrown weapon. Interesting, but easily evaded. The look on his face was showing quite well he wanted to hurt me... Heheh, had my tongue been a blade my lips would've fallen to the sweaty mat below... I'd been licking like a monster.... And I just couldn't stop... Just couldn't stop...

[← KIRA →]

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[Debiru]

7/10

His movement was even close to mirroring my own, his hands jolting forth like pistons every other second and light winds waving toward my eyes. Quite annoying it would get after a while but it was nothing I couldn't handle - my body waving with every strike thrown, hands lifting to defend my face while my optics would lay upon his figure just aiming to predict the next movement down to a T. My breath would begin to fade as my feet to me to the left, my hands rising again and head lower as I arched my back to dip beneath another punch effectively slipping outside of the punch he had just thrown and all so careless like. A smile coming to my jaws as I brought my person back up into a quite comfortable position, I'd throw a quick punch for him - his nose the target and my feet planted well enough for me to be defended upon a whim if I had chosen to.

It was foolish of this man to think he could stop me even though I was of such a small nature. My feeling had faded away long ago and the breath that he so sweetly breathed would be swept from his lungs after I'd finished up here. Like killing was a hobby of mine... I just couldn't help it. This was how I'd been born and I wouldn't grow any type of ashamed of the fact. Hated around the massive continent that this place was, I'd stroll along with a smile and give the most devilish of a grin to anyone who disliked me and even feed upon them had I been hungry. And letting them live would be stupid of me - I latch onto you and you're as good as dead haha. But not to get into something so pointless at the time, this little fighter before me was what I'd been focused on. My swiftly thrown punch would glide past him and he'd swing back.

The power I could feel stretching from his body was incredible but nothing to be afraid of. I'd been hit tons harder in the past...hadn't I? This wasn't enough to make me shiver of flinch - I would definitely attempt to evade however, the same way I had previously. Body swiftly dipping and slipping in an opposite direction I'd smile as I backed out of the ring and made my exit. Though I'd noted a meal or death rather - there was something I needed to tend to now.

`exit`

[goliath764]

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