The festival [O]

[Queen of Kamyuja]

The Festival

The night is shrouded in mystery. Even when the moon is at its brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night.

I have lived in this illusion for much of my life, but I have never belonged to it. Before my birth, I existed for too long in the realm between nothingness and life, and even now, the night still whispers to me. A strong cord binds me to the dark side of the world and shields me from the light.

The moonlight shone on the fair skin of the Kamyuja as she stood within the opening, burning a brand into her dark heart. She was on the prowl, a dangerous predator looking for some fun. But who had the audacity to approach her? Entertain her? Her desire for blood was so strong that killing anyone on the street seemed exciting, but she, unfortunately, neglects that desire because her brethren would not appreciate it. Long had she lost hope, the will to continue with a life in which her mind had been tainted beyond repair – a wretched curse that she carries every day, one that she wished she didn't have to bear any longer.

Was a simple desire for engagement too hard to come by? Even if she was unhappy with her life, she was not the type to die. Cree, her inner companion and friend, has always been deserving of some company. Her other persona didn't have to suffer because she was frustrated. Cree was a shinobi, and for the first time in her life, she was happy. No, death was not the solution because it would be too selfish. But for someone else, well death is a banker, and everyone pays.

Lucretia drifted through the night as if she were already dead. Everyone either ignored her or didn't notice her presence. Her slender frame was dressed in a free-flowing black two-piece gown. Her feet are always bare. Even if she added a swing to her walk, no one would notice because no one cared. What was the point of this? The pray was there, all she needed was a helping hand...

[Necromancer of the West]

The air was cool and crisp, the spring air was starting to vanish as summer crept in. The night was clear, with stars shining, not polluted by the light. On top of the roof top sat Rael. A mortal turned Devilkin due to his father. His amber red eyes gazed toward the crescent moon that gave off its own luminescence. Rael frowned and furrowed his brows. He was bored. The civilians were easy. To easy. He wanted new prey to prowl on. To drink in their fear as his illusions grasp at their heart and the shadows consume them.

His eyes suddenly glowed a deep blood orange as the Tasukeru was activated, wanting to see what prey he could prowl. There were faint blue coursing through the civilians veins as their blood was mundane. He didn't get up to begin his activities just yet. They could wait. There was a breeze that ruffled through his burnt umber hair and he closed his eyes enjoying it. A black color entered his vision as this being was walking down below. He hasn't encountered such blood before and it sparked his curiosity. He went through hand seals that sent chakra into the shadows that soon come to life and wrapped over his skin, allowing him coverage for stealth.

He weaved his handseals once more and he set his chakra into the environment, to bring things to life, to reality. An altered reality none the less. If one passes a 27 will save, they would just feel chakra pass through them. Otherwise the world around them will begin to warp and alter before their eyes. 'Lets see what you're afair of.' He thought too himself and chuckled silently. Once more chakra was sent from him and was targeted towards this being. He couldn't see who or what this was but he wanted fun. If they failed the first illusion, they would have to pass a DC 28 will save. If they passed a 24 will save. If they failed this save, their suppressed fears would emerge as Phantasms and Begin to claw and hound them. Taking mental damage and being shakened.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Her mind absorbed the scene before her. Her eyes fixed on the festival as it partied on around her, the activity leaving her physically and mentally exhausted. At first, everything seemed fine, as fine as things could be. The sounds of children squealing and strangers laughing and singing were sickeningly sweet. It didn't feel like she belonged. She didn't know if she wanted to belong. All that happened was disturbingly natural. No chaos. No drama. Just enjoyment.

The distraction was not in the sense of feeling anything wrong. The girl just wasn't experienced enough to sense the threat laid out upon her. So the Kamyuja fell into the trap, and unknowingly to her, didn't know it. Like easy prey, obliviously, she was now someone's victim. The first symptoms of something wrong should have been obvious. The world doesn't just alter before one's eyes, not in this sense, so when she didn't pick up on the strangeness straight away, she should have known.

The Kamyuja was at first walking. Looking at the activities with blank eyes, watching but not seeing anything to register what was truly happening around her. And then she stumbled on her feet, blinded by something, unusual. Apprehension. While her eyes darted around frantically, she stood breathless, her hand pressing against her rib cage. Then, her mind was a mess. The unusual feeling she had at first was dismissed as an effect of her personality, but when it became all-consuming, she realized it may have been an illusion. However, what if it was not an illusion? Encountering a genjutsu would be the first time.

She could hear her heartbeat. She could feel it pounding fast, too fast in her chest. It was the only thing she knew was real. And hell it hurt. The Kamyuja held on to the pain in her heart. It ripped and twisted inside with every hammer blow as if it was going to explode. She tried to slow down her savage, frantic breathing, but that didn't work. Her heart kept banging against her ribs and the fear and pain flooded over her in wave after wave.

The darkness was near-absolute. It crowded in on her, and behind the near darkness, shapes loomed in, twisting, changing shapes that at first had no form. She screwed her eyes shut against them, against the pain but it was no use. She was back in nightmare country again, though she now knew this was no dream. She felt herself twist inside out as all other sensations shattered and then she was there. She bellowed in fear and the staccato sound of her voice echoed from tree to tree and faded into the distance.

Twisted hands of shadow reached for her and took her by the head and arms and feet. Faces from a nightmare - her past nightmare - snarled at her. She flinched away (though she knew they were not real) but was powerless to stop them. She struggled and screamed while they ripped and tore at her twisting her limbs, digging claws into her skin, tearing her apart.

Fragmented. (Didn't bother a save) She felt her body falling to her knees, bruised and battered. The break was not in her body but in her mind. If she were conscious, would her mind be clear when she awoke? Or was the damage too great?

[Necromancer of the West]

The sound of the children screaming into the night, when they should be at home, annoyed Rael slightly. He did not enjoy the presence of kids and would rather see them scream in fear and runaway. That was all they were good for. He should have really picked a spot that wasn't so close to the summer festivals, but he also couldn't resist the temptation of feeding off the fear of multiple prey. He chuckled at the thought and returned his attention towards the woman who he was stalking. He got closer, still within shadows to help aid in his stealth. His grin turned even more savage as he noticed his illusions taking hold of her mind. 'Perfect' Was purred in his own mind.

He was also affected by his own Jutsu. He loved seeing the altered stat of the world. Some would say that Genjutsu is the ultimate drug, being able to induce a multitude of sensations to the psych.  His blood orange eyes of his Doujutsu peered at the now stumbling female. He stifled a cackle, but couldn't hide the glee that preened off his eyes. He saw her blood rush throughout her body as he heart hammered from the terror that was being evoked. He paused a moment in his own mind, thinking back to his childhood, when he realized who his father really was. 'Was this the feeling Belial felt when he corrupted my mind?' He couldn't falt his Archdevil of a father. After all, like father like son.

Then it began to happen. His second illusion finally began to take hold. Rael saw the shadows around her begin to come to life, morphing, twisting, withering, before contorting to almost an arm and hand like appendages. His own heartbeat was rising as he drank at the sight of this poor woman was succumbing to her own inner fears. When she screamed and allowed her voice to echo through the night was when he couldn't contain himself. A cackle could be heard through the ending scream of his prey. He couldn't make out what the shadows that finally emerged fully that grappled her. But he did not care. His glee started to simmer as her body fell limp to the ground. He frowned. 

'Is this all? Is this all that this lady could endure?' Rael sneered in his mind as he emerged from the shadows, pulled down his hood and began to stalk towards her. The lights seemed to flicker for odd intervals and the light stretched oddly as the altered reality was still in effect. He gazed down the fallen prey and spoke up. "For someone so different, you fell just as easily as these civilians around us. A bit pathetic if I would say." His eyes were lax and he gave a lazy grin as he knelt towards her. "Are you still with us? Lets see if there is still some spark in you." He weaved handseals and his hands began to glow a soft green, indicating medical chakra, to those that have witnessed it. He was showing mercy, hoping that his prey would still provide some sort of entertainment. He noticed that she was a fellow ninja and he scowled knowing that he wouldn't be able to continue his 'fun'.

He pressed his hands on her temples, sending forth his energy into her. It would feel cold, and unwelcoming, but she would notice that the phantom pain would slowly dissipate and the phantasms around her would start to submerge back into the shadows, unable to harm her. "No wonder you were different. You're a fellow shinobi."

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Ease Pain

Rank: "C"

Skill: NinJutsu

Effect: Ease pain immediately removes any lingering effects of pain, including penalties imposed by debilitating Jutsus.

Special: ---

Drawback: ---

Description: A touching technique. Ease Pain immediately removes any lingering effects of pain, including penalties imposed by debilitating Jutsus. It does not heal any damage or other effects not directly related to pain. If the target creature is under some effect that causes continuing damage, the pain is eased only for a moment. Ease Pain cannot bypass the need of Extended Handseals, or extended movements. This technique does not allow a user to move about and act normally if there is damaged limbs, or if a Technique damages Movements or Handseals. The duration of this technique is Instantaneous.

Limit: Must be a Medical Doctor.

Cleanse Fear

Rank: "C"

Skill: NinJutsu

Effect: A Healer gains the ability to Cleanse Fear.

Special: ---

Drawback: ---

Description: User may perform this on up to 1 creature per Class Level, no two of which can be more than 10 meters apart within a distance of 7 meters plus 6 meters per Class Level. User instills courage in the subject, granting it a +4 morale bonus against fear effects for 10 minutes plus 5 minutes per Class Level. If the subject is under the influence of a fear effect when receiving the Jutsu, that effect is suppressed for the duration of the Jutsu.

Limit: Must be a Medical Doctor.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

She was in ruins, leaving her feeling weak and drained. Stunned by the overall ordeal. Subconsciously, the torture continued but there was no pity in her eyes because deep within her mind she was enraged. Her rage was red hot, like spines of needles piercing her brain and nerve endings. She wasn't resilient enough, her mind was inflexible. An attack like that wouldn't have been nullified. A fragile mind such as hers was burdened by years of pain, torture, and horror. There is only so much one could handle. Even the most sadistic would fall under pressure, just not to the same degree and not the same way. But even the mightiest will fall, she understood that now.

She didn’t know what was real and what was false. Whenever she would open her eyes, the world still swim in the illusion and it had to be an illusion for those she studied now with despair were all dead. She was disgusted with herself and the self-loathing only fueled her anger until it became too much to handle. And yet, the rage continued to grow, silently. Additionally, her grief now inflamed her desire for blood, which even made her consider attacking her comrades. She was in a dangerous position. The fight or flight response kicking in. She was trapped within the two. She wanted to fight, but she also respected the rules of code to never attack your comrades.

She heard a voice out in the darkness, unfamiliar, but she didn’t know if the voice she heard was real. Some sort of self-preservation caused her to be alert. But it wasn’t enough. She couldn’t seem to get out of her trapped state. Was the voice real? Or was she hallucinating it as well. Either way, and surprisingly, she liked the sound of that voice. Her mind was f***ed up. Suddenly she felt pressure at her temples, and coldness attacked each side of her head. Like a virus, it wasn’t comforting. She found herself blinking. Hesitant to revisit the pain, believing it was part of the attack. But as her vision cleared and the pain slowly receded to a dull ache, she was relieved to see the illusions merging back into the shadows.

She heard the voice again, and came to realise that someone was kneeling down next to her. Mortified at such a person seeing her at her most weakness caused her rage to finally snap. Something raised its head within her and she turned and stared at the newcomer. In her most vehement tone, she simply growled, her teeth clacking together with finality as she asked, "Did you do that to me?
No. It doesn’t matter.
I. Owe. You. Pain!” Amber eyes blazed as she reached for him.

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Chaos Second Stage ‘Rage of Chaos’ [1 out of 5]
Rank: ‘B’
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The second stage of chaos allows the user to unlock fifty percent of there max strength, there endurance and durability remains the same as stated as above. There speed, however remains the same and unlike the first stage they no longer suffer any negatives to there movement speed. Once activated the user is now capable of seeing ones aura as it emanates from there body. This also allows the user to negated pain for a short period of time.
Special: You receive no negatives to movement. Though a Kamyuja member is not capable of using chakra gates, they can use there chaos as as substitute in order to go into a chakra gate related fighting style. This eye is capable of mimicking the third and fourth gate. Please note you don't gain the benefits of those chakra gates.
Drawback: ----
Description: Picture When activated the user’s eyes burst in a brillient ember color as a flame like cover overcomes tye eye. This shows as if potential explodes out a new life begins to take over the eyes. Like previously stated before the user is capable of seeing in black n’ white as if they were colored blind, this doesn’t hinder there ability to fight in fact it increase there ability due to the fact they are able to see the aura of chakra emanating from a person’s body. Once this stage of chaos is activated the user is able to demonstrate feats of incredible strength, making them unstoppable to some. This is possible due to the fact it allows the Kamyuja member to tap into only fifty percent of there true strength. Though this allows the user to become incredible strong there time limit is shortly reduced, also unlike before the users speed remains the same as they are no longer sluggish and no longer suffering a negative to there movement speed. When activated the nociceptor that allows a person to feel pain is shut down for a short duration of time. While the nocieptor may be shut down allowing no pain to precede forth to the brain so the brain can register to causing neuropathic pain. While the pain may not be able to transmit to the brain at the time, it is forced to be backed up until the nocieptor is open again. This can be dangerous due to the fact too much pain may not only cause physical pain but psychogenic pain that may kill him if too much damage is taken. That is why the body reacts by letting the pituitary gland release endorphins at a remarkable rate to reduce the pain consumption by twenty percent only allowing the user to feel only eighty percent of the pain that is dealt to them.
Limit: Must have the Kamyuja Bloodlimit, This ability only for ten turns before automatically shutting off. After five turns after Chaos has been shut off the user is capable of activating it once again.

[Necromancer of the West]

His grin was still upright and wicked as he got done healing the brief ailments that he had inflicted.  He saw the anger in her eyes, and his blood orange eyes met brilliant ember eyes. He chuckled, despite now being captured in her grasp, but he could always wiggle out of difficult situations. He stood still in her angered grasp and forcefully split his soul into two, and from the withering shadows emerged another Rael, just as coy and cocky as Prime was.  The auxiliary Rael began to circle around Prime and the woman and he spoke up. "And if I was the cause of the pain, I healed it, did I not.  Even so. It is two against one.  You are outnumbered, and from the looks of it, rather fragile when it comes to the mind arts." Auxiliary chuckled as his horns began to emit a soft silvery glow that would expand 15 meters that would cover the woman.

"Now before you try and kill me, remember, we are both Shinobi of  the Leaf. I am sure the Kage would be most displeased if one of us were to be killed or maimed outside of training or a sanctioned event. So please my dear, put me down. Otherwise your fears isn't the only thing that will come to surface." Prime spoke up, still not averting his gaze towards his capturer. If she did not release him, Prime Rael would sweep his tail to cause her balance to waver and both of them to fall, and hopefully relinquish the hold on him.

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Soul Split
Rank: "S"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: User can make a clone of themselves that can act independent of themselves.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Target is Personal. Range is Personal. Duration is 5 hours per Class Level. With a great show of will the user rips their soul in half effectively making a copy of themselves. By performing this Jutsu the user makes a full size copy of themselves. This copy is the user as much as the user is its copy. The user takes their chakra and splits it in half. This means that the user must now work with half of their energy, and half of the capabilities when dealing with Soulcaster techniques. All the user's other abilities and skills stay the same. At any time 1 of the copies can dismiss the other no matter what the range. If one is dismissed or if they are killed it does not bring back the chakra or energy, however the user will know. If one of the copies is killed the other copy is stunned for 1 round. If dismissed or killed any extra items they are carrying drops to the ground as the copy vanishes.
Limit: Must be a Soulcaster.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

Her eyes menacingly pierced into his and for the first time, she was curious about something besides herself. His eyes were the most prepossessing. The allure was so exquisite that she almost forgot why she was so angry. Almost. She continued to glare at him, never removing her eyes from him. Studying him for the first time. And she saw it all with stunned silence. His smile, confident, arrogant. Which may or may not sum up his entire personality, annoyed her but it was his eyes that she concluded, were his best feature. Blood orange, unnatural. Come to think of it, everything about him was freakishly extraordinary. Unladylike, she openly eyed him. He was, impressive.

She remained stunned, until, however, he opened his mouth and spoke in that tone. A tone she hadn’t even consider would come from a male such as him. It was peculiar. The words he chose, seemed aged. Like how she used to speak before she tried modern times. His words like ‘did I not’ to ‘most displeased’ and even ‘my dear’ had her remembering a time when a way to speak was to speak properly or don’t speak at all. She felt her teeth clenched as she gently released him. She hadn’t bothered to tear her eyes away from him. Even when his twin, or whatever he was stepped out of the shadows. She did flinch, however, when she saw the movement from the corner of her eye. At first, she thought the shadows had awoken again bringing her terrors, but she settled herself almost immediately. Coming to realise that the terror was before her.

She wasn’t paying any more attention to what he was saying as she was now preoccupied with the horns which began to expand from his head. ‘What. The. Hell’?! She thought silently as she felt her mouth open in shock. ‘What have I stumbled upon?
She didn’t move. Not physically, besides closing her mouth. Her rage continued to boil, but the lust of a fight had left her. Completely. She knew her eyes would revert to a different colour, reflecting her emotions, but now that she didn’t want to kill him, she was fascinated by him. Once again she opened her mouth but this time a soft voice would come forth.
“You. You are beautiful.” She blinked at her own choice of words before muttering something hesitantly as she now noticed the tail.
“But still. I want to kick your ass.”

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Chaos First Stage ‘Chaos Unlearnt’ [1 out of 5]
Rank: ‘C’
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The first stage of chaos allows the user to unlock twenty-five percent of there max strength, there endurance and durability remains the same as stated as above. There speed however suffers the side effects of becoming sluggish and moving with problems at first. Once activated the user is now capable of seeing ones aura as it emanates from there body. This also allows the user to negated pain for a short period of time.
Special: ----
Drawback: You receive one negative to movement. Though a Kamyuja member is not capable of using chakra gates, they can use there chaos as as substitute in order to go into a chakra gate related fighting style. This eye is capable of mimicking the first and second gate. Please note you don't gain the benefits of those chakra gates.
Description: Picture When activated the user’s eyes turn into a brilliant glittering shade of lavender color. The significance of the color shows a hidden life wishes to explode out as the outer area of the colored eye gleams in a darker shade of purple, this causes the user to see in black n’ white as if they are colored blind. But instead of this being a disadvantage towards them they are able to see ones aura of chakra that emanates from there body. Once chaos is activated the user is able to demonstrate feats of incredible strength, this is possible due to the fact it allows the Kamyuja member to tap into only twenty five percent of there true strength. Though this allows the user to become incredible strong for a short period of time, there speed is reduce greatly as there movement becomes sluggish. When activated the nociceptor that allows a person to feel pain is shut down for a short duration of time. While the nocieptor may be shut down allowing no pain to precede forth to the brain so the brain can register to causing neuropathic pain. While the pain may not be able to transmit to the brain at the time, it is forced to be backed up until the nocieptor is open again. This can be dangerous due to the fact too much pain may not only cause physical pain but psychogenic pain that may kill him if too much damage is taken. That is why the body reacts by letting the pituitary gland release endorphins at a remarkable rate to reduce the pain consumption by fifteen percent only allowing the user to feel only eighty-five percent of the pain that is dealt to them.
Limit: Must have the Kamyuja Bloodlimit, This ability only last for twenty turns before automatically shutting off. After five turns after Chaos has been shut off the user is capable of activating it once again.

[Necromancer of the West]

OOC: His horns werent expanding, a silver aura was expanding xD But We can write it off from the Altered Reality Genjutsu.

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Prime Rael saw the lewd looks she was giving and he gained a glint in his eye, grin never going away. Auxiliary Rael was still circling around the two, ready to pounce at any given moment if this woman would remain a threat. Prime saw the tension that she had built up and mentally congratulated himself.  'She's still afraid.' He examined the woman for the firs time since meeting her. He saw her intricate two piece black gown that adorned and framed her physique well.  It was breathe taking as it was stunning.

When she declared that he was beautiful, his grin vanished and his brows furrowed together in confusion. "Huh. That is a first. No one has dared compliment my form in such a while. None enjoys looking at a monster." He gave a dramatic pose, waving his hand to emphasize his devil-kin appearance. "Oh woe is me. My human form was much more flattering and I dare say, alluring." He put another overly dramatic hand on his cheek, feigning the look of sadness and fondness over his previous form. "Fortunately, this form does give extra perks. Like this one. What are you? Your blood is different. I have seen Hyuuga blood, Uchiha, the Masamune, but nothing like you. So tell me dearie. What makes you different?" His lips gave a small curl at that muttered comment. "I am quite resilient.  I'm sure if we go somewhere else, you can experience that first hand.

"You are quite fetching yourself. To return the compliment." Auxiliary Rael chimed in as he was able to see all sides of the woman. "Since Prime is ever so rude. What do they call a beauty such as yourself? Us? You may call us Rael."

[Queen of Kamyuja]

OOC: Whoopsy. I knew I wrote something wrong in that post of mine. But I wasn't sure what. My bad lol.

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Seeing him staring back at her, she did not make an effort to respond or cover-up. Young and barefooted, she knew what she looked like. Possibly not old enough to be a teen. She knew she looked ridiculously young, like thirteen or fourteen. The thought suddenly occurred to her, ‘How will he react if I tell him I am over a hundred years old? Would he laugh it off, or think me schizophrenic?’ Her inner thoughts crashed to a halt when his smile vanished. After analyzing his reaction, she decided to conclude it was his reaction to her. How angry was he? Offended, or shocked? It was true that she finds him beautiful. Am I committing a sin by saying that out loud? Sometimes, she says whatever was on her mind because she cannot control her thoughts. She really was socially awkward. She didn’t know what to say, how to react. How to handle the situation. What made it worst was the fact that he was a male. She was exasperated.

Her head jerked to the side in response to what he had just said. And she struggled to keep a smile from forming on her face. Did I catch him by surprise? Instead, she inquired softly.
“Monster? Is that what they're saying about you?” Her exasperation was now directed elsewhere. Great.
“People are monsters,” she went on, “so self-absorbed, if not by vanity, then by greed. They are barbaric, passive-aggressive, and negligent in their ways. They are the monsters. We're simply unique. They are afraid of what is different.” Even to her own ears, she sounded hostile. That bothered her. She didn't see herself as judgmental; rather, she saw herself as having more knowledge and experience. My thoughts do not make sense. Did he fix me incorrectly? she theorised.

She reminded herself to keep her smile in check as he 'danced around' in front of her, showcasing his unusual profile. She liked them both. But she was not going to say that out loud. She shuddered at the prospect of what else he might think of her. When he asked what she was, her face tensed. She was taken aback. Uncomfortable. And when he said her blood was different, she began to panic.
“Blood? Whatever is wrong with my blood? Am I unwell? Can you tell just by looking at me? Or … Oh.” Her tongue aligned with her thoughts yet again, and she reviled her own insecurities. But she now understood him, and she was still unsettled. She found herself keeping her mouth shut. Tell him or not? She did, however, smile for the first time. It was a little clumsy because she rarely, if ever, smiles, but she hoped this one would appear playful.
“What am I?
I. Am. Not. Going. To. Tell. You.”
She placed her hands on her hips and winked, albeit a little cheekily. Am I playing with fire or what? And with his response to her muttered remark, she responded with a sly smile. “Oh. I am sure you won't disappoint."

She tilts her head and assessed his second, hovering form, for the first time seeing him. When he complimented her, her eyes narrowed slightly. She'd never been complimented before, and she had no idea how to respond to one. Despite this, she sighed before facing the one in front of her and spoke confidently despite the turn of events.
“Rael. That's a nice name. “You fit the meaning behind it,” she paused before proceeding, deciding to be brave.
“How do you do, my name is Lucretia.” She struggled to ignore her pounding heart and tried to project as much confidence as she could. What was the proverb? Fake it 'til you make it?

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Chaos First Stage ‘Chaos Unlearnt’ [2 out of 5]
Rank: ‘C’
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The first stage of chaos allows the user to unlock twenty-five percent of there max strength, there endurance and durability remains the same as stated as above. There speed however suffers the side effects of becoming sluggish and moving with problems at first. Once activated the user is now capable of seeing ones aura as it emanates from there body. This also allows the user to negated pain for a short period of time.
Special: ----
Drawback: You receive one negative to movement. Though a Kamyuja member is not capable of using chakra gates, they can use there chaos as as substitute in order to go into a chakra gate related fighting style. This eye is capable of mimicking the first and second gate. Please note you don't gain the benefits of those chakra gates.
Description: Picture When activated the user’s eyes turn into a brilliant glittering shade of lavender color. The significance of the color shows a hidden life wishes to explode out as the outer area of the colored eye gleams in a darker shade of purple, this causes the user to see in black n’ white as if they are colored blind. But instead of this being a disadvantage towards them they are able to see ones aura of chakra that emanates from there body. Once chaos is activated the user is able to demonstrate feats of incredible strength, this is possible due to the fact it allows the Kamyuja member to tap into only twenty five percent of there true strength. Though this allows the user to become incredible strong for a short period of time, there speed is reduce greatly as there movement becomes sluggish. When activated the nociceptor that allows a person to feel pain is shut down for a short duration of time. While the nocieptor may be shut down allowing no pain to precede forth to the brain so the brain can register to causing neuropathic pain. While the pain may not be able to transmit to the brain at the time, it is forced to be backed up until the nocieptor is open again. This can be dangerous due to the fact too much pain may not only cause physical pain but psychogenic pain that may kill him if too much damage is taken. That is why the body reacts by letting the pituitary gland release endorphins at a remarkable rate to reduce the pain consumption by fifteen percent only allowing the user to feel only eighty-five percent of the pain that is dealt to them.
Limit: Must have the Kamyuja Bloodlimit, This ability only last for twenty turns before automatically shutting off. After five turns after Chaos has been shut off the user is capable of activating it once again.

[Necromancer of the West]

Auxiliary Rael came forth closer and put an arm around Prime's shoulders giving her an equally piercing look Prime was giving. "If only you weren't so young. I'm sure you'll grow in age." Auxiliary faux pouted as he gave the dismissive compliment. "We do have excellent taste, but we also prefer older than use. Please, take no offense." Prime reverted his face back into his infamous Cheshire Grin with his slightly hooded eyes. "And of course they are. I am different. The blood of a devil runs through my veins. My once alabaster, almost waxen complexation became saturated with this dull saturated fury of a red. Glorious onyx, silken hair that held such a natural wave is now this course, burnt umber. I do say I think I prefer my mortal form when it came to looks. The only thing I can say that was enhanced are my eyes." Prime ran a hand through his hair, allowing the strands to be tucked behind his protruding horns.

"People are afraid of the extreme, the oddities, and the strange." A soft chuckle escaped his slightly ajar lips, showing sharper than normal teeth. "And I enjoy it. The fear that exhumes off them is tantalizing. Such as the great terror that coursed through you moments ago." Auxiliary slinked off Prime and sauntered slowly in front of Lucretia. Inches from her from and bent over slightly to eye level. "It is our most pleasure to meet you, Lucretia. There is nothing wrong with you. Compared to the civilians, and most shinobi, your blood stands out. And we are a curious duo." His eyes transformed before her, revealing his Tasukeru, seeing the "black" course through her veins. He stood upright and still giving his gaze towards her, seeing through her.

"Oh? We have a feisty one on our hands. Playing fire with the Devil, no?" Prime laughed briefly before walking around his soul copy and the now identified Lucretia. "And what is the meaning of our names to you? Call it another curiosity. And please, child, relax. We won't bite." Prime revealed rows of his teeth with the last statement as he finished his little circle around.

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Tasukeru (Seeing Life)

Rank: C, B, A, S

Skill: Doujutsu

Effect: A powerful eye allowing the user to see 360 degrees and see the bloodlimit life signs of targets.

Special: Although one is born with this jutsu, one must activate the eyes through training.

Drawback: Heavy chakra drain over time, especially when multiple phases of the Tasukeru are accessed.

Description: Allows a full three hundred and sixty (360) degree field of vision. Unlike Byakugan, the user sees life in its normal colors during this tech, no details spared. Signs of life, thermal readings and X Ray vision is near perfect. Can also read a determine the difference of a regular shinobi to that of one with a bloodline or if they house any foreign presence by the different chakra waves displayed when observed through Tasukeru. This does not mean one knows the BL right away. Must have encountered the BL before in order to know exactly who they are. The ‘C’ ranked version grants the user up to 50 meters of observing. Each new rank for the Jutsu will add 50 more meters. This can be trained multiple times after all the ranks are achieved in order to add 50 meters onto one’s total. Each extra training is worth an S ranked training. Summoned through will, the scarlet eyes of the Onigami will grow a very vibrant neon red and all life becomes theirs to fully observe. Once activated, the user has a three hundred and sixty (360) degree field of vision, as well as the ability to see into other people’s bloods. For those allied to an Onigami, this jutsu is revered for making the Onigami known as the ultimate scouts.

Limit: Must be part of the Onigami BL.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

She felt her body tense as the second clone (or whatever he was) approached the first and placed his arm across his shoulders. He stared at her with an identical stare, a stare too familiar to be considered natural. A stare of a predator. Her direction of thought was thrown off by what he said, which confused her so. However, as he pouted, she fought a smile and contemplated to herself, if only you knew . She didn’t say that out loud. Instead, she replied casually, "No offence taken."
Deeply confused by the direction of this conversation, she didn't question her sentiments. Instead, she listened intently and thought with increasing fascination, devil blood. I want a sample.

The girl watched as he tucked his amber hair behind his horns, thinking about what his skull might look like under that mass of red flesh. Would his horns alter the shape just as his teeth would alter his jaw? The direction of her thoughts made her shiver as if she wondered what caused them to turn so dark so suddenly. However, she must have zoned out, because the next moment, the 'clone' approached far too close for comfort that she found herself holding her breath. Despite their closeness, she dared not kiss him. She hardly dared to breathe, she simply stared into his gaze, wondering why he was so close suddenly. They just met, she wasn’t looking for a relationship and didn’t want to send mixed signals. So why was he so close? More so, this was the first time she had been in such close quarters, and it felt foreign. She watched as his eyes once again changed and she frowned slightly before asking openly.
“And what is your Kekkei Genkai?”

She lowered her arms from her hips and frowned, as what she gathered now was the real Rael, he began to circle her. It would seem that they couldn’t standstill. Circling around like she was something worth exploring.
“Your name means ‘Lord of the Light, does it not? I am pretty sure I am correct.”
As he told her to relax, she did the opposite. Relax, yeah, right. It does not work like that.

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Chaos First Stage ‘Chaos Unlearnt’ [3 out of 5]
Rank: ‘C’
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: The first stage of chaos allows the user to unlock twenty-five percent of there max strength, there endurance and durability remains the same as stated as above. There speed however suffers the side effects of becoming sluggish and moving with problems at first. Once activated the user is now capable of seeing ones aura as it emanates from there body. This also allows the user to negated pain for a short period of time.
Special: ----
Drawback: You receive one negative to movement. Though a Kamyuja member is not capable of using chakra gates, they can use there chaos as as substitute in order to go into a chakra gate related fighting style. This eye is capable of mimicking the first and second gate. Please note you don't gain the benefits of those chakra gates.
Description: Picture When activated the user’s eyes turn into a brilliant glittering shade of lavender color. The significance of the color shows a hidden life wishes to explode out as the outer area of the colored eye gleams in a darker shade of purple, this causes the user to see in black n’ white as if they are colored blind. But instead of this being a disadvantage towards them they are able to see ones aura of chakra that emanates from there body. Once chaos is activated the user is able to demonstrate feats of incredible strength, this is possible due to the fact it allows the Kamyuja member to tap into only twenty five percent of there true strength. Though this allows the user to become incredible strong for a short period of time, there speed is reduce greatly as there movement becomes sluggish. When activated the nociceptor that allows a person to feel pain is shut down for a short duration of time. While the nocieptor may be shut down allowing no pain to precede forth to the brain so the brain can register to causing neuropathic pain. While the pain may not be able to transmit to the brain at the time, it is forced to be backed up until the nocieptor is open again. This can be dangerous due to the fact too much pain may not only cause physical pain but psychogenic pain that may kill him if too much damage is taken. That is why the body reacts by letting the pituitary gland release endorphins at a remarkable rate to reduce the pain consumption by fifteen percent only allowing the user to feel only eighty-five percent of the pain that is dealt to them.
Limit: Must have the Kamyuja Bloodlimit, This ability only last for twenty turns before automatically shutting off. After five turns after Chaos has been shut off the user is capable of activating it once again.

[Necromancer of the West]

"My my, little one, don't be afraid to smile. After all, the world loves seeing the smiling faces of humanity." Auxiliary Rael prosed his brow up, cocking his head slightly, his gaze still on Lucretia. 'She has still evaded all questions about the oddity of her blood. I wonder what she has to hide.' The grin was more lax, more into a sly smile as he awaited a proper response to his original question.

Prime Rael cackled with humor at the audacity this little girl had. "Such boldness from one so young. Evading and pussyfooting around our question, no? Oh we won't answer anything else about our blood, unless you reveal a bit about yours. We know you have a Kekkei Genkai, but it is one we have not encountered before. It is better to know for future encounters, you see. So be a darling, answer, and we shall respond back in kind. Of course if the answer satisfied the question."

"Ah, Lord of Light. One possible derivative of our name. Oh how ironic it is, hmm?" Auxiliary Rael Chuckled and called forth the shadows beneath them as they began to wisp and take hold in the out stretched hands of the devil. "Lord of Light, tainted by the never ending abyss that is the cold shadows. Another derivative could be the name of an Angel. Ra and El.  Star of Light? Fallen Star? None the less, ironic."

"Hmm, Ra and El. Fitting. Isn't it El." Prime Rael, or now Ra, mentioned towards El. Ra was still circling around Lucretia, her prey. He was still thinking of what she could have to hide. What lengths would he go to get these answers. 'Perhaps another delve into the terrors of her memories, or something more sinister. Something that will bring her on the cusp of death. His grin mimicked El, shaking his head as he thought of ideas. 'I should be good. After all, accidently killing a fellow ninja could mean...trouble for myself.' Deep in thought he was unaware of his facial expression changing from lax to something more extreme. The idea of what he could do built up the tantalizing glee that he would see and experience.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

The Kamyuja felt her eyes revert to the normal green as confusion finely overtook anger and fear. The confusion then turned to pure stubbornness as she refused to reveal anything personal to a potential enemy. So what if they belonged to the same village, not everybody sees eye to eye and she still does not trust him yet. She liked him, found him amusing and intimidating, but would she reveal something so simple as a full name. She felt the risk was too much at this stage and time.

"There is no way to discover my Kekkei Genkai until you experience it first hand. But I do warn you, Rael, it could turn out dangerous.” She was not going to reveal any more of her family name until she had solid proof that she could trust him.
“I too am an illusionist. But to be honest, I can't seem to remember many things from my past, and almost all the skills I have earned previously are unknown to me. At this point, my illusions are nonexistent. I have no chance against you. You have already discovered my fragile state of mind." She pointed out, sounding very alarmed yet casually open despite her discomfort. She revealed a lot in that speech alone, but he had to know. If they were going to see each other often, then he had to know her strengths and weaknesses. And visa versa.

So he can ‘play’ with shadows. How ironic for if she decided to, and she believes that she could, she would too, be able to do so as well. Naturally, she does not remember, but deep down some pull tells her that perhaps the shadow perception is one of the hidden, unknown, skills she possesses. Just unexplored, like the rest of the illusions. But unlike her, he was fantastic. So at ease with his power that she envied him. As to the meaning of his name, however, she smiled slightly before replying.
"Well, Lord of the Light, I do like it. Although you are at ease in the darkness. 'Angel' is somewhat bizarre considering your... um ... nature. Angel Rael, the fallen one. Yes, if we meet again, Rael, I will forever name you fallen angel just to make fun of you. It is far better than the meaning behind my name. ‘Succeed’, succeed what I have no idea. Wealth, I do not possess a hidden source of gold somewhere. I prefer ‘Full of Light; Prosperity and riches’ for one day I may at least live up to one of my name meanings.”

Silently she watched as one began to circle her once more, his face changing with each step he took. She didn’t like the look he was giving and felt her own body responding to his obviously dangerous thoughts. Unpredictable, dangerous. It wasn’t like she was constantly walking on eggshells, but she had to be careful around Rael for he, like her, was unpredictable. She spoke up.
“Whatever you are thinking, my fallen angel, stop it,” she bit out, then she turned to the one who was not circling her and ask calmly once more.
“Tell me, Rael. Know any restaurants? I find myself famished.”
She smiled, obviously annoyed, but also curious. She didn’t want this night to end, yet.
She felt her ‘other side’ growing restless. A craving for rare meat teased her taste-buds. It seemed Cree preferred something raw and bloody.

[Necromancer of the West]

El was the one in front of the young woman and tilted his head briefly as he saw her ember eyes dull down into a green hue. "Ah, so its not a Doujutsu per say is it? You eyes still hold a candid beauty in them." The Copy spoke with honeyed words as he saw her demeanor change slightly. His gazed did a glance to Ra, and he rolled his eyes. Ra seeing this blinked and realized he was not controlling his facial expressions with grace. Ra blinked and fixed his expression with his usually Cheshire grin.

Ra stopped circling, done examining Lucretia,  pulling his clone close to his body as an arm wrapped around El's  neck. "I'm sure we would be delighted to see your bloodline first hand. And do not worry we are rather hard to harm. I can give an example. But be warned. There will be blood." Ra chuckled as El frowned at what he was being volunteered for. El sighed and removed his tunic and pants, revealing a rather lilth and frail body, with slight muscle tone. Ra pulled out a knife from his pouch and threw it up in the air slightly in a loop before catching it in his hand. "It is always fascinating to met other illusionists. See how their mind works, and how they portray illusions" Ra paused and turned around from El and cocked his head slightly. 

"Oh, past? As in past lives? Rather impressive if you remember anything from those. I mean it can't be from this life. after all, you are only about 17 or so." A rasied eyebrow was directed towards the girl. El just chuckled, knowing what his counterpart was doing. Trying to let the woman reveal a possible lie and glean more information from her. Ra spoke up once more. "Oh a pet name. Delightful. I am but a proper gentlemen and I shall call you by your given name, so alas, no name of endearment from me." Ra pouted slightly before grinning once more. "Yet."

"But in divination, depending on what your parents were thinking, Birth names can manifest into a person's life." He paused for a moment to give thought to what he just said. His name could be taken in different tones but he knew his father held no will for him to be a lord of light. His mother was more of a mystery than his father. "And my apologies, I do tend to get lost in thought. A bad habit. But before we go anywhere and if we are to train or work together. You should know what we are capable of, and what makes us rather resilient. With deft hands and a sudden swiftness to his step, Ra was in front of El, who tensed up, but let Ra into his guard. With practiced ease, the knife slid beneath the pit of his arm, and sliced through with ease, allowing his arm to fall to the ground, with another motion, his other arm, then legs fell to the ground. El gave a grunt as his still attached body fell to the ground, but his medical chakra was able to stop the bleeding from overflowing.

[OOC: I know this technique takes 5 minutes to perform, but for RP sake...]

Ra's hands glowed green as he threw the knife down and touched El on the chest, sending pulse after pulse of chakra into his system. The green light enveloped El's form and quickly resided deep into the body, beginning its work. El's breathing became staggered as he stifled screams of pain as fresh bone was rupturing out of his stump for limbs, which eventually took shape of his arms and legs. Muscle fibers slowly knitted together and connected to the newly grown bone. Red flesh did the exact same thing, as well as the nerves and covered muscles. 

El let out a sigh and breathed heavily from withstanding the pain of regenerating lost limbs. He got up, showing the slight discoloration between the old and new limbs and dusted himself off. El began to put back on his clothing. "As you can see, any physical wound is of no matter to us. We are rather adept in the field of healing." El spoke up, stretching and giving a glare towards Ra. "I am sure that you will find your art in the world of illusions. Its a fascinating and broad spectrum.

Ra ignored the glare given towards him. He picked up the knife and put it back into his pouch and looked back towards Lucretia. "We could go back to the festival. I am sure they have some stalls around. As a proper gentleman, I shall let the lady choose we she wants to dine."

[Queen of Kamyuja]

As he complimented her eyes she smiled slightly. She treasures her eyes, they were indeed the windows to her soul and right now she knew they looked like a piercing emerald green. Her eyes watched the eye roll from one male, and what might be considered as his ‘most winning’ smile of the other and suspire softly.
“You do not have to camouflage your facial features behind a smile. I simply did not like the intentions you were obviously thinking. You had that look, the same one I suppose I use once in a while and since I use the similar expression you were just using, I gathered your intentions were not … commendable.”

She folded her arms and tilted her head, regarding the one before her with a calculating stare. And once the circling one had stopped his examination of her and placed his arm around the other neck, his words caught her off guard. With her head still tilted to the right, she knew her eyes would squint in question. ‘Blood?’ she thought as she closely annualised them before her.
Her eyebrows jumped to the sky as one removed his garments, startling her in a different kind of way; while the other withdrew a knife and threw it into the air only to catch it. She swallowed but remained still, watching as calmly as possible. Her heart once again doing the drums. She wasn’t expecting this turn of events. Not the knife and surely not the near-naked male. She did manage to speak through, and she was relieved to sound calm and not squeal out her comfortableness.

“Your confidence is outstanding. I am an unclaimed woman you know. This much nudity is ... “ She didn’t finish as she was, for the first time, at a loss for words. She did, however, take a step forward and lower her arms to her side. Her step was cautious but if one would notice, she did not appear threatening but merely intrigued.
“You do have a splendid body. A perfect specimen.” She once again found herself complimenting him. Not thinking her words through before saying them.

“Yes. But like I said, my illusion knowledge is seriously lacking. I do plan to work on them. I love playing with other people minds. One might say I am a physiological torturer. It is so much fun to hear them scream, cry and beg. Not nice to experience it though I might say. But I do enjoy inflicting pain.” She spoke rather distractedly, her focus captured on the activity before her. But she was careless with her words and partly sprouted the truth. “Seventeen, what I would do to be seventeen again. Good grief, what did I do when I was seventeen? I, I do not remember. It does not matter.” She said rather distractedly, “Oh no right, I was killing a samurai.” She said, blinking slowly, smiling at both the memory and at his joke at having a pet name. However, suddenly her mouth flew open and she looked up accusingly at both of them. ‘Fucking bastards’, she thought, realising her mistake. Samurai no longer exist.

She studied them once more, as one accepted the pain of being subjected to this type of exercise, while the other carved away limbs with proficiency. The scene before her was both disturbing, but also enjoyable. She had to admire them. Their talent was amazing. Control over pain, not like he was given much choice, and the carving of the blade. Competent. He has more experience than she does. She watched in shock as the green glow regenerated new muscle, bone, veins and skin. Or more so, he created this through a technique so helpful she was envious of its brilliance. She couldn’t help but whisper: “I’m I capable of learning this? No. This is medical. Oh, what a shame.” Whether they heard her she didn’t know.

She continued to watch him as he dressed. Overwhelmed by what she had just seen and experience. Her own blood was singing. But she could also feel the pain. Imagine it. She had watched his face closely but she was impressed. “Oh my. You have given me goosebumps. I am so going to have fun with you.” She whispered almost breathlessly.
Her mouth continued to hang open. He was so casual about what he had just done. But she did manage to squeak out a “That would be great” regarding the festival and food. But now, both herself and her inner persona were put off the idea of something bloody.

[Necromancer of the West]

"But you see, darling, its all a show, always an act. Never allow your audience see you as anything but what they see on the stage. I'm sure you can glean how I am on the stage." Ra chuckled at the memories of his youth on the streets, performing 'magic' for money and wowing the crowd with his control of illusions. He would always play the coy, confident and arrogant. That is what they see, and that is what has bled over to his shinobi life. El's brow perked up at the mentioning of her having the expression of bloodlust. But they were ninja, so it made some since.

"Confidence is a key tool in manipulation. Show any weakness, and your mental illusion crumbles. And don't be shy, I'm sure this isn't your first time seeing the male physique." Ra folded his arms and his tail flickered slightly. "Did you hear that El. A perfect body for a lab rat. Oh woe is us. Ah!" He titled his head back and put the back side of his hand on his forehead in dramatics as if hurt. "Only wanting us to examine the extreme and the oddities of our body. Such a sham." El shook his head and made sure his clothing was dust free and straitened out.

Ra let out a cackle as she explained her enjoyment of her own illusions and pain. "My my, dear, I knew I liked you at first glance. For us, it isn't the pain, but the fear that drips out of their pores as they stand defenseless to their own mind. Such tantalizing experience for everyone." A wicked grin marred both of the Rael's faces at the thought of the countless civilians they have mentally tortured around the village. "So" They both spoke at the same time, giving a side glance to one another before El nodded to Ra. "Want to tell us the story behind your true age, hmm? Its already slipped out." Ra was the one to finish speaking, intrigued now at the prospect of someone who lived a much longer life than his own.

"I'm tickled that you enjoyed the little show." Ra didn't miss that small hint of giddiness that she was giving off as she expressed her desire towards the two. "Now, there is a tea and dumpling area right above, that my eyes could see. I'm sure we can swap stories over some food."

[Queen of Kamyuja]

She huffed with amusement, struggling not to blush, struggling not to smile. Was she shy? She couldn’t say. What she felt otherwise was the feeling of being very uncomfortable. She couldn’t help it, seeing a male before her with hardly anything on, was something of a surprise. Not unwelcomed, but still a shock to her system. She struggled to keep a straight face. She listened to him, hearing every word, agreeing with his advice, learning for knowledge of any kind was accepted. He was well educated and she was grateful to him for being so open with her. She looked down at his tail and for some odd reason, wanted to touch it.

At his playful manner, she watched smiling as he posed with his hand resting against his forehead. Was he… flirting? She shook her head with amusement. And as he explained his reasons behind his illusion tactics of why he does it, she couldn’t help but agree. The aroma of fear can be intoxicating, which was another reason why she understood him. But the pain. For her, it must be the pain that she inflicts which makes things most satisfactory for her. Once they suggested her age, she knew she had made a terrible mistake, which irritated her. She frowned, informed that a migraine was beginning to form.

“Now, love, did your mama ever tell you that mentioning or inquiring about a woman's age would get you killed? Tsk, tsk, you should be ashamed.”
She leveled  a glare in their direction as she pouted. She was mentally kicking herself at her stupidly. How could I mess up so much? She thought sourly. She didn’t care if she dissatisfied him. But she sighed and shook her head at his retort.

“Tickled. How amusing. If you had not put it away,” she said, nodding toward his manhood, “I would not have given you the thrill you so dare feel.” She said, raising her right hand and closing the fingers into a fist. “I am sure you would enjoy a Good. Firm. Hold. Just be mindful, fallen angel, if I see you like you were just now, again, I will do more than give you a tickle,” she approached him until they were close and whispered. “I will twist. And pull. That would be better than a simple touch.” She smiled before shaping her hands together. “Now. Dumplings, perfect. Lead the way, I have seen your front view, now I would like to see the back.”

[Necromancer of the West]

Ra motioned for El to come forth and merge back within him, to be one once again. El just nodded and he stepped behind Ra, onto his shadow. Inky tendrils of darkness slowly began to wrap around the soul copy and eventually swallowing him into the abyss that is Rael's soul. Rael breathed heavily as the 'missing' part of him was finally restored. He was still not adept enough in the formation of his own soul to be comfortable. His eyes were unfocused briefly, before a few blinks and he had clarity once more.  Rael studied the facial expressions of Lucretia and saw the restraint that she was showing. "Oh? Is the façade you show a tough girl act? I'm sure a smile won't ruin your reputation." He folded his arms and cocked his head and gave a pout. The mentioning of his mother made his body go rigid, his smile instantly going into a frown, brows furrowed together.

"Did you mother ever let your father alter your memories, and bind your soul? Hmm?" The retort was given with a bit too much venom. It was easily heard that Rael held a disdain for his own parents, and even the mentioning of them put him on edge, and a bit frustrated. His features softened up slightly, realizing he was lashing out. He would eventually get information of his mother's whereabouts so they could at least talk. "Apologies, regressed emotional burden from my childhood. You see, it was only recently I learned of what my parents truly were and what they did to me. But that will still not evade the story you shall tell." He gave an amused look towards the pouting woman. 'Stubborn and not easily on to give information up.'

As she got within inches of his body and whispered almost flirtatious statements, Rael simply ignored all the innuendos. A chuckle escaped his lips and he just raised his brow  bit before turning around, and began walking to the stall. His tail could be seen swaying with each step, his pants, a relaxed slim fit, showed just a slim, but noticeable behind. His body was still fragile due to the chakra strain that his bloodline began to cause him, causing the fragility in his physical form.

He walked towards the stall, noticing the patrons of the festival giving the two a wide berth. Staring and whispering to their friends, with looks of unease and worry.  The candle lights that hung in the streets washed over his body, accenting the sharper features and made him look menacing. He opened the paper flap that covered the entrance and allowed Lucretia to enter first. "Ladies' first, after all. " Giving a small smile and entering behind, taking a seat at the given mats that was away from the main crowd. The stall was enclosed, wooden beams crossing one another, holding everything together. A delicate looking cover, adorned with oil paintings of landscapes and Geishas pouring tea. An older lady was sitting in the corner, playing the hand pan.

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AWAU1WKAzpw]

The Old lady smiled and welcomed the duo and gave a sharp look towards the gentlemen behind the bar. Who swallowed and looked ashamed. Rael could easily guess it was due to the nature of what he was. He shrugged and sat down on the mat and placed his hands on the table before him, poised. The smell of tea was fragrant and earthy, giving a relaxing atmosphere, along with the instrument.

[Queen of Kamyuja]

The Kamyuja female did a double-take as two Rael’s became one. She didn’t know what he just did but she wanted to learn that too. Actually, she thought he was part of the illusion or some clone. But this, now she realised, was much more personal, and more powerful. Come to think of it, he can overpower her any time he pleased. He was so experienced that that left her concerned. She didn’t show it though, if anything, all she showed mostly was curiosity. She shrugged her shoulders before replying casually.

“I was not required to smile growing up. My job was to look appeasing, catch the attention of a wealthy man, marry him and bear him children. To smile, was to form smile lines or laughing creases which were not considered attractive. Now, however, women have more freedom and say independence to do whichever we please. To smile seems, abnormal for me. And unless I am hurting someone, or say enjoying something, then I do not really smile. Considering meeting you this evening, you are the first to actually make me smile without me realising it. Congratulations.”

She noticed his smile fading to a frown at the mention of his mama, and she too wondered about her past. Her facial features changing to reflect her own darker times. But she flinched at his retort and twisted her hands together in agitation.
“I apologise. Some people say age is just a number. But my time was taken from me. My age forever changed. I too have a family history that I wish was better. But I do not. I just focus on the future now. Getting stronger. I want the power. The past must remain the past.”
She smiled sadly ignoring his apologies. He didn’t need to offer any. But she did laugh slightly, startling herself in the process.
“Stubborn to the soul.”

As he turned and walked toward the food court, she noted that tail swaying with his every step and she smiled slightly as she followed him, shaking her head in amusement. Never in her existence had she met someone with a tail. An animal yes, but not… a person. As they approached the food stalls, she immediately noticed the change in atmosphere and frowned. Her inner emotions taking control as she decided, before he lifted the flap to allow her entry, whether to attack, growl or simply ignore. Her stomach answered for her and she entered offering a smile.
“Such a gentleman.”

She sat down on the offered mat in the quiet end of the ‘restaurant and folded her skirt around, covering her legs and placed her hands in her lap. She was relieved for the stall arrangement to be enclosed for privacy but struggling to ignore the others still made this slightly difficult. She noted the paintings in their stall with a glance before studying Rael once more. She completely ignored the geisha’s and their colourful clothes. Her focus was solely on Rael. One of the geishas had poured her a drink and was in the process of giving it to her, but before she could, the Kamyuja reached over and tapped the table before her, signifying for the geisha to place the tea on the table instead. The music was soothing as background music, but after a moment of consideration, she chose to ignore that as well.
“Tell me, fallen angel, what is it that you are craving?”
She reached over and picked up a peach before biting into it. The sweet taste flowed over her tongue and she chewed. Only then did she glance at the geisha near Rael and noted approvingly that she was acting professionally and not threaten or timidly.

[Necromancer of the West]

Rael lifted a knee from his sitting position and put his chin on it, never leaving his gaze of Lucretia while she spoke. "I'm sure the Geishas here would understand your sentiment. Unfortunately woman still do not have such lucrative freedoms, unless you join the military power.  It flatters me, knowing I can make a smile adorn a face as beautiful as yours."

'Stubborn to the soul.' He let his gaze advert, thinking about his own soul. He barely knew what his soul truly was, but he knew enough of himself to split apart. Something he needed to do in the future. Allowing the gaze to return, he went back into a sitting position an placed his hands on the table. "Unfortunately I disagree with that statement. The past may stay in the past. But I do not forget. Oh how they shall rue that fateful day." His knuckles turned a pale red as he squeezed his hand in anger. "So tell me this, how many generations have you lived through. You said you were around the times of samurai. That was a while ago." He nodded at the Geisha who poured his tea, who put a spoon of honey and milk. Bringing the cup to his face, the steam washed over and he smelled the earthy tones of herba mate tea. Not his first choice but a close one. He took a sip and placed it delicately on the saucer.

His face did not betray his thoughts this time as she grabbed a white peach that was brought to them. With a raised brow, he simply observed. The way she ate the peach, it was seductive. Was she purposely doing these things?

"My dear, I crave what you do. Power. Power to not just bring down my parents, but to make them suffer, to see the fear run through their body. See the begging in their eyes as they lay before my mercy." He didn't talk loud, more of a whisper, but the venom was still present. With a deep sigh, he closed his eyes to focus himself. With a thin smile, and open eyes, he apologized once more. "Ignore my... parental problems. Lets continue on another topic, hmm? Perhaps why did you join Kohona? Why be a ninja?"

He knew why he became one, but in the past years he has been regretting tying himself to a village. "For myself, it was to gain allies, power, information and status. But over the years I have felt...stifled in the village. Being reined in by a Leader. Unless I am the leader, I rather have my freedom." But he knew if he wasn't in the military forces, what he does for a hobby, he would be prosecuted for.