[. Brotherhood] - Train & Travel
Mar 3, 2008 9:22:41 GMT -7
Post by Umehara on Mar 3, 2008 9:22:41 GMT -7
[. Shunshin No Jutsu - 10th Training]
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Once free from the gate, the Destroyer found that his brother would be close behind him. He rested upon the border to Kaze No Kuni, the marble box in his possession layed across the ground as he sat indian style and pondered for a moment. His kin had most likely either decided to rest for a moment or detour, viewing that which lay in his eyesight for the simple fact that it was that which had so graciously created for all to gaze upon. This land was his to mold as he saw fit, and Uchiha Atsuhiro would hold a mutual elegance in the craft that they shared. One would mold and piece together, while the other would take down and completely decimate all that he deemed were not apart of the grand scheme that Kouketsu weaved.
Diligently, Atsuhiro would once again stand to his feet. The interest in the high speed movement still available to him, he would form handseals. The fingers weaved together rather quickly, the intricate display of zodiac beasts manifested by his tendrils allowing him to form twin clones to either side of him. "Kage Bunshin No Jutsu." he muttered. The excitement for such actions had long since been forgotten after a handful of deaths at his own hands, nothing more than an english gesture for show present. His counterparts would appear in a cloud of smoke, and thereafter they would assume their own personalities as they turned and faced their origin. "You called?" one of them would ask. The other merely nodded in agreement, awaiting some type of response.
"Indeed." the Destroyer confirmed. Mentally pushing his own thoughts into their composition, they were all automatically affiliated with the same cause. And there, as if on cue, both of his dopplegangers would pull Red Queen blades from their backs. It was extremely swift, the powerful slash that they gave at a vertical pace. The blade appeared to pierce the air in all its grandeur, speeding down toward his position in an attempt to cleave him down both shoulders. But no, Atsuhiro would have other measures to take against such hostility. The chakra upon his body had already been summoned from within, yanked from the depths of ethereal being so that they could flow over his person and allow him to awaken his tenketsu.
It was remarkable, still: The way that the chakra flowed thorughout his body and allowed his muscles to relax and gain more focus. His head lowered only slightly as their blades would come, the sound of metal smashing into the ground to create an upheaval of earth following soon after. But there was no shower of crimson..there was no blood, no life's essence to stain the emerald blades that were beginning to grow in number as they had travelled across the border. The clones would merely narrow their eyes as they found their swords buried into gaia slightly, tearing asunder no flesh or vitae. Instead, their master stood behind them with both of his hands placed upon the back of his head.
"Shall we continue?"
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