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Post by Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword" on Jan 14, 2017 14:45:15 GMT -7
Ryutatsu was on his way to a old haunt of his by now. He was heavily armed and equipped as he traveled. On his hip was a Master-worked Steel Katana. He was wearing a full equiped tactical vest with a slew of weapons and gadgets, the weight of metal was an easy thing for him to carry for it was his usual load-out. In easy reach in the leg rig was two knives, and two kunai. In the waist pack was fifty small steel marbles, sixteen steel caltrops, two obfuscating eyes, and fifteen darts. In his vest rig he had a forty five hira shuriken, fifteen bat-shaped steel boomrangs, a pouch of metal shavings and dust, and thirty bo shuriken. In his left hand he was carrying a master-worked steel katana in a metal sheath of similar crafting. That same hand was covered in a bracer like gauntlet that left his fingers free but protected the back of his hand.
He was wearing dark color shirt and pant combination with regular old shoes meant for heavy use. His village headband was around his neck and he was wearing sniper goggles on the crest of his head. Over his shirt he was wearing a Tactical vest with a waist pack attached around the backside. In his vest pouches he also carried a Scroll which was a good quality national map of the Land of Hot Springs, a plenty stone, and a couple of sonic damaging grenades.
(To Hot springs, has a map and can find north with a Kunai Compass Jutsu.)
I Am Lightning, The Rain Transformed The elements are beautiful yet deadly I survive to listen to their medley The lighting strikes without warning For on earth I see it's pouring. Wicked witches, vicious man scream and shout their evil plan. Judgment day will finally come no more sin, the final sum. hate and war no longer count for fear has found it's pale mount. Joy and love the final key to set this filthy world free. Until that time let thy be warned I am lightning, rain transformed.
Post by Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword" on Jan 14, 2017 20:11:03 GMT -7
(exit)
I Am Lightning, The Rain Transformed The elements are beautiful yet deadly I survive to listen to their medley The lighting strikes without warning For on earth I see it's pouring. Wicked witches, vicious man scream and shout their evil plan. Judgment day will finally come no more sin, the final sum. hate and war no longer count for fear has found it's pale mount. Joy and love the final key to set this filthy world free. Until that time let thy be warned I am lightning, rain transformed.
Post by Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword" on Jan 21, 2017 9:35:28 GMT -7
He was now traveling in reverse back to Kumo. He was heavily armed and equipped as he traveled. On his hip was a Master-worked Steel Katana, but on his back was Nightin Gale. He was wearing a full equiped tactical vest with a slew of weapons and gadgets, the weight of metal was an easy thing for him to carry for it was his usual load-out. In easy reach in the leg rig was two knives, and two kunai. In the waist pack was fifty small steel marbles, sixteen steel caltrops, two obfuscating eyes, and fifteen darts. In his vest rig he had a forty five hira shuriken, fifteen bat-shaped steel boomrangs, a pouch of metal shavings and dust, and thirty bo shuriken. In his left hand he was carrying a master-worked steel katana in a metal sheath of similar crafting. That same hand was covered in a bracer like gauntlet that left his fingers free but protected the back of his hand.
He was wearing dark color shirt and pant combination with regular old shoes meant for heavy use. His village headband was around his neck and he was wearing sniper goggles on the crest of his head. Over his shirt he was wearing a Tactical vest with a waist pack attached around the backside. In his vest pouches he also carried a Scroll which was a good quality national map of the Land of Hot Springs, a plenty stone, and a couple of sonic damaging grenades.
(To Kumo, with Compass Kunai, and a map of hot springs.)
I Am Lightning, The Rain Transformed The elements are beautiful yet deadly I survive to listen to their medley The lighting strikes without warning For on earth I see it's pouring. Wicked witches, vicious man scream and shout their evil plan. Judgment day will finally come no more sin, the final sum. hate and war no longer count for fear has found it's pale mount. Joy and love the final key to set this filthy world free. Until that time let thy be warned I am lightning, rain transformed.
Post by Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword" on Mar 30, 2017 12:16:43 GMT -7
(Enter)
Ryutatsu decided it was time to visit his old mentor and test to become a master of the dojo in which he was raised. It was a personal thing and he didn't even bother to ask permission since he still had to hunt for metals anyways. He was armed in usual manner with tons of metal and items. He was traveling to Kaze no Kuni to the dojo in which he first learn how to hold a sword.
I Am Lightning, The Rain Transformed The elements are beautiful yet deadly I survive to listen to their medley The lighting strikes without warning For on earth I see it's pouring. Wicked witches, vicious man scream and shout their evil plan. Judgment day will finally come no more sin, the final sum. hate and war no longer count for fear has found it's pale mount. Joy and love the final key to set this filthy world free. Until that time let thy be warned I am lightning, rain transformed.