Mission
Apr 8, 2013 15:52:50 GMT -7
Post by dubcheck on Apr 8, 2013 15:52:50 GMT -7
Outside the village there was a graveyard f sort's where many dead soul's lay buried. It seemed that on foggy night's there would be two vandal's rummaging the yard for valuables left over. The irritance of this behavior from the locales of Kusagakure irritated the people just enough to make them want to send some one out and investigate. And so thats exactly what Kizaki was doing sitting on the roof of a crypt in the center of the grave yard. He looked out through the fog at ambient silence while a masked moon showed in the sky. Hour's turned long and the night drawled with naught much taking place.
And yet at the stroke of 2 Am there was the unmistakable sound of rustling about. Kizaki awoke from a half slumber, letting his right eye open wide when he heard the high metallic noise of chain's being chiseled apart. He sat up quietly and scanned the area around himself wondering where the noise could have sundered. The fog rolled too thickly for Kizaki to see through it clearly enough. And so what he decided to do is take out four kunai; two in each hand, with which he quickly cut his thumb and painted facial seals on them. Then with a moment of pause as he crossed his arms, he waited for another sound to confirm that someone was really out hear.
...CLANG!
There it was alright, another sound somewhere he discerned as being off to the north-western area of the fog. He hurled a Kunai like a bullet off into the direction, and quickly used a minimal burst of chakra causing the painted eye on the flying Kunai to open, revealing a maroon eyeball design that scanned around sharply while the kuna flew. He saw the graveyard rush by him as if his left eye where running through that direction. A sneer crossed Kizaki's face as he saw nothing of alarm when the kunai had finally hit a stone wall and bounced back hitting the ground. He released his vision of the seal and through another one more to the north, activating it next.
Again the Kunai missed anything worth seeing as it darted through the fog. This time the projectile pierced right into a tree trunk. He was just about to release his hold on the seal when another sound caught his ear, making him look around again with the seal. And there behind a grove of bushes would have been a shadowy figure rising from what seemed the ground before sinking back in. Kizaki was off like a cat, leaping from the crypt roof in the direction' a distance of about 30 meter's he figured acutely. As he ran he put the other two kunai away and rounded the bushes to find a man digging himself into a six foot deep hole to a grave he was just getting close to opening.
"Hmm...don't it go something like 'make your bed and sleep in it?' heh..." Kizaki would say while absently studying the dimensions of the grave while the grave robber spun around in amazement that he was caught. Kizaki would set his eye back onto the vagrant to catch his eye's widening in horror at the overcasting figure of Kizaki. Swish!was the last sound that he would hear. A splat of blood hit the back of the hole wall and the man simply slumped down on top the coffin. From here Kizaki took another Kunai and threw it straight up into the air, watching the graveyard from a rising bird's eye veiw.
He saw a few torches light up near the back entrance and also a man running towards those form nearby his current locale. Kizaki snorted and released the seal and bounded up and over the hedges darting after the fleeing grave thief. He came upon the man quick enough to find that he apparently had a walkie talkie and was whispering harshly that the jig was up. Again those where fleeting last words as Kizaki over took him easily with his gladius flashing across the man's back. The final Kunai was chucked ahead of Kizaki to find the three torches looming into view. In fact one ma in the center of the group got nailed right in the Adam's apple by the same kunai, leaving Kizaki to watch the other two reel in horror while their friend stumbled back and fell dying.
Kizaki would then be upon the other two, taking the man on the left with a flying dynamic kick. After kicking him he would sharply rush the one on the right delivering a harsh roundhouse to the man's temple killing the both of them. With a moment to clean his blade and crack his neck, Kizaki would sheathe his blade, stamp out the torches and then make his way off to home again. "It certainly was a long night...little time left for sleep it would seem..."
And yet at the stroke of 2 Am there was the unmistakable sound of rustling about. Kizaki awoke from a half slumber, letting his right eye open wide when he heard the high metallic noise of chain's being chiseled apart. He sat up quietly and scanned the area around himself wondering where the noise could have sundered. The fog rolled too thickly for Kizaki to see through it clearly enough. And so what he decided to do is take out four kunai; two in each hand, with which he quickly cut his thumb and painted facial seals on them. Then with a moment of pause as he crossed his arms, he waited for another sound to confirm that someone was really out hear.
...CLANG!
There it was alright, another sound somewhere he discerned as being off to the north-western area of the fog. He hurled a Kunai like a bullet off into the direction, and quickly used a minimal burst of chakra causing the painted eye on the flying Kunai to open, revealing a maroon eyeball design that scanned around sharply while the kuna flew. He saw the graveyard rush by him as if his left eye where running through that direction. A sneer crossed Kizaki's face as he saw nothing of alarm when the kunai had finally hit a stone wall and bounced back hitting the ground. He released his vision of the seal and through another one more to the north, activating it next.
Again the Kunai missed anything worth seeing as it darted through the fog. This time the projectile pierced right into a tree trunk. He was just about to release his hold on the seal when another sound caught his ear, making him look around again with the seal. And there behind a grove of bushes would have been a shadowy figure rising from what seemed the ground before sinking back in. Kizaki was off like a cat, leaping from the crypt roof in the direction' a distance of about 30 meter's he figured acutely. As he ran he put the other two kunai away and rounded the bushes to find a man digging himself into a six foot deep hole to a grave he was just getting close to opening.
"Hmm...don't it go something like 'make your bed and sleep in it?' heh..." Kizaki would say while absently studying the dimensions of the grave while the grave robber spun around in amazement that he was caught. Kizaki would set his eye back onto the vagrant to catch his eye's widening in horror at the overcasting figure of Kizaki. Swish!was the last sound that he would hear. A splat of blood hit the back of the hole wall and the man simply slumped down on top the coffin. From here Kizaki took another Kunai and threw it straight up into the air, watching the graveyard from a rising bird's eye veiw.
He saw a few torches light up near the back entrance and also a man running towards those form nearby his current locale. Kizaki snorted and released the seal and bounded up and over the hedges darting after the fleeing grave thief. He came upon the man quick enough to find that he apparently had a walkie talkie and was whispering harshly that the jig was up. Again those where fleeting last words as Kizaki over took him easily with his gladius flashing across the man's back. The final Kunai was chucked ahead of Kizaki to find the three torches looming into view. In fact one ma in the center of the group got nailed right in the Adam's apple by the same kunai, leaving Kizaki to watch the other two reel in horror while their friend stumbled back and fell dying.
Kizaki would then be upon the other two, taking the man on the left with a flying dynamic kick. After kicking him he would sharply rush the one on the right delivering a harsh roundhouse to the man's temple killing the both of them. With a moment to clean his blade and crack his neck, Kizaki would sheathe his blade, stamp out the torches and then make his way off to home again. "It certainly was a long night...little time left for sleep it would seem..."