to search. [rp/training, temp.]

[» Her Design.]

Stepping into the clearing Ayano spotted, she groaned. Who knew traveling to a distant country would hurt her feet so much?! .. Oh, no, wait. That was pretty logical. Inside her head, she snorted at her own brief stupidity, but let a smile crack across her lips. Most of the water was gone in her sack, and there was only a bit of food left, so she decided that here would be a good place to stop and rest.

Unslinging the bag from her shoulder, the blonde plopped herself down in the grass, and sighed heavily. Even her shoulder was burning, from where the strap of her bag had rubbed along it for .. how long had she been running? It was hard to say, but at least a day, if not more. The forests in the less-populated part of the fire country made it hard to tell night from day.

Speaking of her old home .. Lashes fluttered, tickling light butterly kisses against the flesh under her eyes, before opening back up. When had they closed? She was disoriented. Her left hand wriggled down along her stomach, and clutched the white fabric holding her headband in place around her waist. It was yanked, and came undone, allowing for a movement toward her lap. It was then that the other hand flicked a kunai from its holister, and she quickly -- without looking -- slashed the face of the plate.

A loud screech rang out as metal hit metal, and when she turned her head back, there was a rather crude, but neat, line slashing across the leaf engraved into the band. She got the idea from stories about other Missing Ninja (for that's what she classified herself as), and decided to act on it. Now, everyone would know she had left her village. But, the question now was .. is that a good thing?

[» Her Design.]

Breathing in deeply, the girl sucked her stomach in, with a wrinkle of her nose. She found, it was easier to tie the fabric if she had herself like this. So, she set about replacing the now-defaced band around her waist, and knotted the material against her lower back. Finger tapped along the metal, making sure that it was secure, and then she was satisfied.

Chin tipped up, to shift a nervous glance about the area. While it seemed crazy that the Hokage would send Anbu after an escaped Gennin, there was always the possibility. Albeit young, she had still left the village, with intent to act against them should she find an appropriate place to stay. Why, exactly? She wasn't really sure. The Hokage, and the Leaf village in general, had never done anything to purposely harm her. She just found that, after living there so long, she had come to despise the place.

Shaking her head, she tugged the bag in front of her, and opened it up. There was a stolen scroll in there -- a list taken from her uncle of the currently-known Li clan jutsu. It would take a long time to study these, she assumed, so .. why not start now? It wasn't the smartest idea, using chakra when she didn't know if she was even close to a village (or a hidden village, for that matter); yet, she found, her boredom could not be sated by walking. At least, not right now. Glancing down at the scroll, after unraveling it with a pinch of her fingers, she noticed a technique that seemed rather.. fun?

"Sumi Tobidougu..?"

[» Her Design.]

Sumi Tobidougu (Hidden Ink Projectile Weapons)
Rank: D-Rank
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user spits out wads of ink that become projectile weapons as they fly to the target.
Special: None
Drawback: Attack can be dodged or avoided by opponents.
Description: Focusing chakra into their throat the user can spit out wads of ink at the target. The ink forms into projectile weapons of the user’s choice such as: Kunai, Senbon Needles, Shuriken, Kamas, etc. After the attack hits a target it will instantly dissolve back into it’s liquid state, and evaporate away as to leave no trace. There is a limit of 10 projectiles for Genin, 15 for Chuunin, and 20 for Jounin.
Limit: Clan Jutsu.

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"Yes, this one sounds like a good idea." Ayano murmured, pushing the bag (and her scroll) away, before standing to her feet. Her head swam with the sudden movement, but she swallowed the dizziness, and stretched. Now, it was true that she was not a fighter -- she never did have good chakra control. Her instructors said so! But if this was a clan jutsu, she was dead-set on learning it. For, if she couldn't get down such a simple jutsu, then what was the point of being born into her clan?

Stepping toward the nearest tree, Ayano took a light stance, as if she were about to practice some sort of TaiJutsu. Thankfully, this wasn't the case, as those would have been harder for her to learn. Thin canvases of flesh fell over the almost-black occuli, and her mind slowly cleared itself of all thought. She felt a wave of relaxation sweep over her body, and took a deep breath, feeling out the levels of her chakra, and where they appeared to be in her body.

All of that could have just been from an over-active imagination, however. With another breath, the word focus repeated through her mind. Slowly, the chakra welled along the lining of the throat; causing a slightly numb sensation in the flesh. It was not unpleasant, but almost as if her neck was no longer attached to either her head, nor shoulders. The lightheadedness came back momentarily, but she managed to keep her mind set.

After she felt that a sufficent amount of chakra had been concentrated into her throat, she allowed her eyes to open. This was the part she was nottt going to like, whatsoever. A rude sound came from between her lips as she hawked up a wad of spit, which mingled with her chakra almost instantaneously. She set her gaze directly upon the tree that would be her target, and with a bit of added chakra applied, she spit the saliva out at a faster rate than would normally have been possible, even for the best tobacco-chewer.

What surprised her, however, was that as the spit passed her lips, it appeared to be made of ink. The ink transformed, upon her will, into a kunai. The ink was apparently hardened, and made into the real thing -- though she hadn't thought enough about it to make it look like one, too. The kunai was all black, and when it hit the tree, it sunk in with a thunnnk. Her eyes widened, and she allowed her chakra to settle down again, and trotted closer to the tree. Before she even managed to get there, however, the kunai turned back into ink. It ran down along the bark, very quickly, and seemed to evaporate as it did so -- leaving only the small stab-mark in the tree as a token of its existance.

She gave a shocked, but pleased mumble of approval, and ran her fingers along the mark in the tree. So, though the ink would disappear soon after it caused harm, it still was enough to hurt someone, or thing. That in itself made the jutsu helpful, and she wouldn't have to worry too much about running out of kunai any time soon. However, the scroll had cautioned her -- as long as she was a low level ninja, she could only use the jutsu enough for ten projectiles to come forth. The number allowed would raise with her skill, becoming more effective as she progressed.

"Well, that seems logical!" She cooed quietly, bouncing between either foot, with a grin. Tongue slid along inside its entrapment; feeling the curves of pearly canines. She woundered, would that ink stain her teeth? No, probably not. The ink evaporated along the tree, so she could assume there would be none in her mouth, so long as she didn't activate the jutsu. Confirming this, there was no taste of the bitter liquid. ".. Ah, scary."

[Umehara]

Learned.

[eiji]

Sachi moved swiftly through the area as he bounced from tree to tree, he prefered jumping off the tree trunks rather then the branches, it made nearly no noise, besides any slight noise could easily be masked by the wildlife and the breeze of the wind against the leaves. He was rather nonchalant as he made his way forward, he made travels such as this nearly everyday, he pretty much had a mental map of this area. "it's nice out today.."

But as he continued forward a familiar sound caught his attention, he heard thuds, he could tell it was a hard projectile hitting the trunk of a tree, but what for? It could be somebody training, but there could also be somebody in danger, but in the end he was just going to find out on his own. He would drop into a crouch, two of his arms would reach upwards and remove his cloak, slinging it over his shoulder he would being a slow pace forward. He knew which direction the noise came from, there was actually a small clearing in that area, many times he had passed through there. He was pretty confident that there wasn't a fight going on, but he was part of the village, it was up to him to observe the lands and make sure everything was normal.

"Who is that?" he would ask himself as he emerged out of the clearing to the girl's right side. He didn't recognize her, but then again there were lots of Rain shinobi, better off to just play it safe though. His lowest arm on the left side would reach down and hold his katana's sheath just under the hilt of his blade, while his highest right arm reached down and grasped the hilt. The blade would be pulled up slightly to reveal about 6 inches of the blade. "Identify yourself" he would say in a low tone, the rain headband worn on the bicep of his middle arm on the right side would be visible as he stood there, about 5 meters away from the girl.

[» Her Design.]

Platinum locks swayed as her head turned in the direction of the voice, completely surprised that another had come out of .. seemingly nowhere. Then again, she should have been onguard -- as previously stated, she was a missing ninja, and people would probably be following her. "Huh..?" Vision narrowed in on two things, at this point; both of which made whatever color in her face drain away like her ink had moments earlier. First, the boy appeared to have a blade partially withdrawn, and second .. he was a Rain ninja. With six arms?!

Lips pursed, and the lolita turned her body to face him. She was weaponless, unless one counted her new jutsu, which could only be used nine more times at best. Her notepad and pencil were tucked safely in her bag, which sadly, was too far away to make a mad-dash for and make it without a scratch. Why did she plan to run, anyway? Rain was an enemy of Leaf, plus she doubted anyone would take kindly to a missing shinobi, period. The girl's tongue slid out along her lips, stealing away the dryness, before opening her mouth. At first, nothing but a huff of air came out -- she was nervous. But then, a quiet squeak of a voice managed to pass from her vocal cords.

"I.. I'm Ayano Li. From the Leaf village," she paused, gaze shifting slowly down toward the slashed hitai-ate tightened around her waist. Right hand moved to brush across the surface, "..Sort of." What else was there to say? Perhaps her reasons for being (apparently) near his village would keep him from attacking her! "I am looking for your Amekage, because .. I need a new place to live. I ran away from my village."

[eiji]

Sachi stood in a slightly crouched stance as he watched the girl ever so carefully, but even more so as she turned his direction. Immediately he noticed the slashed headband across her waist, she was a missing-nin, and she was from the leaf village, she was an enemy of our enemy, could she be trusted as a friend? His bottom lip would be lightly bitten on as he considered his options, she seemed to be unarmed and nervous, the kind nature of Sachi would prevent him from making any hostile movements towards her--for now.

His left eyebrow would rise slightly as she would begin to speak, Ayano Li was the girls name, whether she was being honest or lying would be unknown to him. As she mentioned the leaf village his blade would slide upwards a few more inches, she should know as well as Sachi the hostility between to two villages.

"I am looking for your Amekage, because .. I need a new place to live. I ran away from my village."

He gnawed a little more on the bottom of his lip, he wanted to believe she wasn't a threat, but she could easily be trying to infiltrate the village. "How do I know you're not just lying, you could easily be a spy". He would emphasize on the word as it rolled off his tongue. The grip on his blade tightened, he was prepared for the worst despite her intentions.

[» Her Design.]

His tension was almost visible, and in turn, it seemed to affect the girl. Bottom twin was caught between blunt canines, and chewed upon. A spy? That was a logical way to think, and had this situation been reversed, Ayano would probably have thought the exact same. Lashes fell half-mast over the darkness of her eyes, even when she shifted her hand up, flicking a stray strand of hair from her face. Her chin tipped down, nearly against her collarbone, in an obvious attempt at submission.

"There is .. no way for me to prove otherwise," she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. Either hand rose up then, palms wide and facing his direction. "I have no weapons on me, aside from the smaller things, like kunai. If you wish, you can check me. But, please .. I need to find a place to stay." A small breath of air leaked into deprived lungs, shocked at herself for how much she had talked in the past few minutes. Anti-social as she was, the only way to handle a situation as delicate as this, was to .. well. Actually, she didn't know how to deal with it!

"My bag is over there--" she motioned toward the small duffle, housing her meager supplies and clothing. She continued to keep her hands raised up, gaze training on his blade, for lack of a better thing to look at. If she stared at his arms, that would probably be called .. offensive?

[eiji]

Sachi continued to observe this girl closely, his auburn eyes would watch for anything suspicious, she was a missing-ninja after all. She seemed as if she had no intention of running or resisting, perhaps she knew she was caught? Or maybe she wanted to be captured? One way or another though, it was Sachi's duty now to either kill or capture her, missing-ninja from hostile villages weren't exactly free to roam. "What to do.." he would think to himself, he had never faced a situation such as this before.

"There is .. no way for me to prove otherwise," she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. Either hand rose up then, palms wide and facing his direction. "I have no weapons on me, aside from the smaller things, like kunai. If you wish, you can check me. But, please .. I need to find a place to stay."

Sachi sighed lightly as she would then motion towards her bag, the bag could be full of a number of things, but he wouldn't move to search it, for there is always to possibility of a trap. He would then stare at her for a brief moments before standing more upright, "It's my duty to either capture or kill you, Ayano. I do not see reason to slay an unarmed foe, so please do not resist, I will take you somewhere, from there it will be the Amekage's decision on what to do". Just as he would finish the sentence he would flicker just behind the girl, immediately the two middle arms of the genin would quickly push forward in an attempt to grab her arms by the wrists. "I'm sorry I have to do this" he would whisper to her as he continued.

Should she not resist her arms would be brought to her lower back, Sachi would open his mouth and some webbing would shoot out. The web would be strong and it would be aimed to tie her hands together tightly; leaving no room for movement. The web would stick to her skin and would not loosen up, it would be incredibly difficult to escape its grasp. His gaze would then move downwards as yet more web would shoot outwards, this time he would be moving to tie it around her legs; making her unable to run away..or kick.

The last step was to block her eyes, but what to use? Then he remembered the headband tied around her waist, that should do the trick. Reaching down he would grab the back of the headband and give it a yank, he would then raise it infront of her eyes before covering them, a quick knot at the back would keep it wrapped tightly over her eyes; blocking her from seeing where exactly she would be taken.

This all depended on whether or not she would resist though..

[» Her Design.]

"I'm sorry that I cannot let you." The voice would not be coming from the apparent Ayano caught between two of his arms. This was all explained seconds later, when a cloud of smoke coiled up from around the body, leaving just her backpack behind. Kawarimi no Jutsu was always handy, even for someone who didn't like to use chakra.

A new feature had been added onto the small body -- one of the forewarned kunai, clutched within the right hand. It was her form of defense, if anything, because she felt much too exposed without something sharp to hold onto. "I'm sorry, but though I don't want to struggle, I can't exactly let you capture me! What kind of self-respecting shinobi would that make me?"

Petite nose wrinkled, and the blonde took a few steps back, to position herself into the centre-area of the clearing. The trees were her enemy, and the open could be her friend, if she managed to keep hersef alert. This boy was just doing his duty, and she was doing hers. That logic could only be repeated, to remind her not to attack. Then again, hostilities were never her strong point, not even during her academy years. "Just leave me alone, okay?"

[eiji]

"I'm sorry that I cannot let you."

"Women.." the word was the first thought that came to mind. A puff of smoke would reveal she had used a replacement jutsu with her bag, and when Sachi would look at her it would appear all his previous thoughts were wrong. This one looked quite ready to resist with a kunai in hand, but it would look quite small as Sachi's hand thrusted quickly upwards to unsheathe his blade. The blade would glisten in the sunlight and he would hold it pointed towards the ground with his one hand holding a firm grip upon it.

"I'm sorry, but though I don't want to struggle, I can't exactly let you capture me! What kind of self-respecting shinobi would that make me?"

"And what kind of shinobi would I be if I let you get away?" he would ask her, if she did not want to be captured easily, Sachi would simply not take her easily, but forcefully.

"Just leave me alone, okay?"

"I was hoping to end this peacefully, I warn you now Ayano, I cannot promise you will not be hurt".

With that said his sword would be lifted up slightly, the lowest of his left arms would close into a fist, then he would point his index finger forward. The finger would be lightly slid upon the blade of the katana, and blood would be drawn. Quickly, Sachi's bottom arms would begin to perform handsigns, he was performing a Summon. With the handsigns complete he would slam his bottom arms into the dirt beneath his feet, he had a surprise in store for this one. A light puff of smoke would be given off as the jutsu was completed, but when it had cleared all the girl would see was a massive snake staring right at her.

With a violent swing of its dark brown body it would smack her backpack into the trees a good distance away, it would still keep its eyes on her though. Its tongue would pop in and out as it hissed lightly, should she look for Sachi though she would see he was perched upon the head of the snake with an expressionless face.

"Have you changed your mind?"

---“C” Rank Difficulty Class---


Name: Basic Snake
Size: Large
Special: None
Gender: Male and Female
Duration: Until task is complete or 30 posts.
Personality: No personality just like the thread snake. They just get the job done.
Description: Branching off from the D class Kyodaija, this snake shows the true size of the family. These snakes are just, pawn snakes, one might call it. They have no special skills. They are mainly meant for traveling, but they can be used in battle as well. They range from a dark Gold, to blue and to a dark brown color, but some achieve the color of tannish brown. These snakes are unable to speak, but can swim under water and use some water style jutsu's. They are about 20 feet tall. Just think of the snake Orochimaru used in teh forest that ate Naruto.
Weapons: Fangs

[» Her Design.]

If, perhaps, she had been pale before .. it was more apparent when the scene was revealed to her again. Smoke cleared, and what was left? A snake bigger than any she had seen, that was for sure! Without her notebook, however, she was muchly unarmed. If she could get to her bag, then there was a slim chance that she could counteract the giant snake with something of her own. The possibility of that however, was slim-to-none.

"I .. I.." Her kunai hand quivered, and she took a few more steps backward. The girl's knees were in much the same state as the rest of her body; shaking like a leaf. Why? She always did have a phobia of the fanged creatures, ever since having run into a small garden snake at her uncle's. It hadn't even bit her, and she still hated the reptiles! ".. No! Why can't you just leave me alone?" Her voice came out as a mere whine, unable to think of what to say, to get herself out of this sticky situation.

I just want to sit here and train! Do you attack every little girl that walks near here, or am I just an exception?" Sky-shaded orbs narrowed in his direction, with a sudden flare of firey compassion at his behavior. Ayano didn't feel like herself as it was, and all of this pressure had her splitting hairs. Who was this guy, obviously a gennin, to act with such hostilities.

[eiji]

Sachi looked down at her, she was pale and seemed to be shaking, it was obvious she was intimidated by the snake. The sword within his grasp would be lifted upwards to lean against his shoulder, he would tilt his head to the left and continue to watch.

".. No! Why can't you just leave me alone?" Her voice came out as a mere whine, unable to think of what to say, to get herself out of this sticky situation.

I just want to sit here and train! Do you attack every little girl that walks near here, or am I just an exception?"

The snake would slither closer, the same hissing sound emerging as its tongue was pushed in and out. He seemed to think on her words for a moment, raising an eyebrow he would begin to speak, "Ayano, I have identified you as a missing shinobi from foreign lands, it's my duty to protect my village. I was only trying to restrain you so that I may bring you without trouble to my village, surely the kage would have listened to your story, and if it's true that you've turned against leaf.." he would pause for a moment.

"..The enemy of my enemy is my friend".

Short post. =[

[» Her Design.]

"But the enemy of my enemy, who attacked me, is no longer a friend to me." Blue occuli narrowed, and the girl turned upon her foot, seemingly disappearing from her place. It was a sad thing to do, but she would need to leave her worldly possessions behind, in favor of escape. He was right, if she gave in, she could go see the Amekage and find a home.. But, she didn't want to be confined like that. She wanted to explore alittle more! Seeing new animals to draw later on, and maybe even look for a place in a different village.

The body flicker would be enough to get her away from the snake and its summoner. At least, enough to grab a hiding place in the trees nearby. Her dark clothing would help to hide her in with the low-colors of the forestry area, though her hair would be something of a spotlight. Either way, he would have to search her out to continue his attacks, or .. restrictive techniques. Whatever he wanted to call them, at this point.

( short too. D: )

[eiji]

"But the enemy of my enemy, who attacked me, is no longer a friend to me."

It would appear this girl did just not want to cooperate, it was apparent when she used a body flicker to escape from his sight. It was now very important that Sachi capture her, seeing she was attempting to escape he couldn't help but assume she was hiding something, or ran because she was caught. Sadly though, wherever she went Sachi would be right on her tail. You see, a snake does not slither its tongue in and out for no reason. The fork in the tongue gives the snake a sort of directional sense of smell and taste simultaneously. The snake would take off quickly in the girls direction, her scent was fresh in the air and the snake would follow the direction she had went.

He would be hot on her tail, and in a short while the snake would have slithered to her position. "Please stop Ayano." the words would roll out in a somewhat annoyed tone of voice. "If you continue to flee, I will begin a more physical approach".

[» Her Design.]

Well, even if the snake started to follow her, it would find her not exactly in the position it hoped. The scent would trail along at a quickly disapating pace, until another cluster appeared, much stronger -- to the snake, at least. It would appear that she had used yet another Shunshin jutsu, to move herself further away. When she landed, yet again? Well, that was when another was used. At this point, her chakra was starting to get low, and she was very sure that she could not perform another one of those techniques.

No, instead, she had a better idea. This forest was an ideal place to hide in, especially for animals; she hadn't seen one all day long! Or, rather, the ones she had seen .. ran away into nothingness seconds later. Squirrels, rabbits, and medium-sized insects, mostly. Lip pursed, and her eyes fell closed. Hands brought up, after sheathing her kunai, "Henge no Jutsu!" she called out, quietly.

A plume of smoke rose up around her body, obscuring it most completely. As it disappeared, her body would be .. completely different. By using the picture of the bunny she saw earlier, she had transformed herself into a small, brownish-gray rabbit: ideal to hide in the undergrowth of the area. Her ears perked up, and with a clatter of her teeth, she darted into the roots of some bushes nearby. And didn't stop at that, no. She kept running.

[exit]

[eiji]

The trail was rapidly fading as they continued forward, only strong concentrations of the girls scent was to be detected, she was obviously using some type of high speed movement, surely a shunshin. Utilizing the shunshin she would gain a distance aswell, being on the large snake it would have to weave through to forest, it was becoming obvious Sachi had lost her trail. "How stupid of me!" he would tell himself, he had several opportunities to apprehend her by force, yet he tried to be the nice guy.

"'Till next time, Ayano-Chan!" he would yell with cupped hands.

Turning, the snake would head back to the clearing, along the way he would grab her bag and sit it atop the snake.

[Exit]