Naomi Sunrider [T][P]

[Beautiful Rogue]

Katon - ningenteki houka bakudan (Fire release - Human firebomb)
Rank: "D" "C" "B" "A" "S"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The Jutsu leaves a seal on an opponent depending on the rank will blow up causing to begin with causing little damage.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Can reduce the user to no chakra if he does not explode the seal.
Description: When the user completes the hand seals for this jutsu. A pentagram with the Kanji for fire appears in the Centre. It looks as though it is made of orange ink. where as it’s just pure chakra. When this jutsu is first learned, it uses the Chakra from the seal and the seal alone to cause and explosion. As the rank and thus the power increase. More of the users chakra is absorbed but also the person who has the seal placed on them has there chakra drained to fuel the Jutsu. At S rank, it can if placed in the very centre of the person cause there body to explode. This jutsu at higher levels mixes with the opponents chakra causing it to explode. If used too much or too many of the seals are placed then the user suffers chakra depletion and will suffer the effects of a seal themselves or will be knocked out.
Limit: To go above "C" the user must have at least 300TP in fire Jutsu for "S" rank the user must have over 600 fire TP and 800 TP in total to show that they have the chakra control.

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Naomi checked the palms of her metal plated gloves, they were slightly nicked, some of the green color scratched off. Probably the fault of the blades on the ground, and the fools who had wielded them. She had simply entered for a drink, wanting no trouble, and she was met by bandits, their crude and ineffective battle style not very difficult for her to overcome. In fact, there was one left, but without his crew this man was obviously a weak and pathetic fool, like the others, but still alive. He shifted back from his position, and the Kamyuja woman decided against simply taking his life with her blade, but would, instead, cause him to explode, for a little training of course. The human firebomb, a technique that drew chakra from whatever it was sealed upon, and then, could explode.

She knew the basics of it, now she was going to progress it a little, using this man as the next step. Ah what a futile struggle he lead, pleading her not to kill him. T'was a shame, she had been willing to simply mind her business and leave them be, but they needed to start harassing her. Well, it was their own fault, she had just ended their failings, now she was going to finish the last remnant of the crew off. The technique required her to place the seal on by touch, and given her vastly superior speed and strength, that would be no problem, however, the little bastard was squirming quite a bit, making him hard to catch. Now he had just crawled under a table and was trying to make his way to the door.

Her hands formed the seals for the technique, and the fire chakra burned itself into her palm, the human firebomb seal in the midst of her now ungloved hand. With her other hand, she formed the
Shirai-Ryu handseal for the strange teleportation technique they had acquired and moved in front of him. He made a small squeaking noise, then cried out as her struck him on the chest, sending him backwards and crashing to the ground, through various objects and tables. On her right hand, the seal was no longer present, but if her were to examine his chest, he would see that there was now a blazing seal upon his chest. Well, he would either die of chakra drain or a grand explosion. Naomi was far more partial to the explosion however, and would not give him a chance.

The seal would begin to glow on his chest, her chakra mixing with his to create a sort of explosive chakra molding within him. He would feel immense pain for a few moments, then finally, he would explode in a shower of eviscerated bits and human parts, leaving Naomi perfectly clean, as she had grabbed one of the bodies of the broken bandits and shielded herself from the macabre scene. However, once he had blown up, she did not shy away from it, in fact, she simply tossed the body in her hand over the remnants of the bandit leader, then picked up some of the ryo that had rolled onto the floor by her feet, there was more than enough here to cover for the damage. Picking it up, she moved to the desk where the only girl who had been working had hid.

"My apologies for any inconvenience, the money you could collect here is more than enough I believe, thank you for the meal"

The Kamyuja turned on heel and began to walk out, forming the hand seals once more as she saw one of the bandits move to cover his face a little to protect himself and pretend he was dead. Her hand came down upon the side of his head and he yelled out in pain as he hit the wooden floor hard, his face mangled slightly. After, she simply walked out, letting the explosion behind her in the building shatter the window on the side. Hm, effective, however, her palm felt a little singed, not a great sign, but she was going to get over it eventually, replacing her glove, she carried on her way.

[otakulegend]

+10

[Beautiful Rogue]

Name: Thermal Sonar
Rank: D
Skill: ---
Effect: Using the pits grown into their noses, the member can activate a wave of thermal sonar that picks up movement and heat sources nearby, including humans.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Only done with eyes closed.
Description: Closing their eyes and using a few handseals, the Clan member sends out a wave of chakra from the pits in their nose. This thermal wave is like sonar and picks up any heat readings in the area, including humans.
Limit: Must be of the Tokagekuran, Must be of Lizardman rank, Must have had the ritual preformed.

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Naomi was far away from the bar, and she was wiping blood from her skin and armor that had found its way to her during the destruction, it was not much really, she had used the corpses of those she had already downed as a shield to the others she was killing in that moment. She sighed, rather depressed at it all, once again, at the only tavern in a long time, she had gotten into a fight and had to leave simply due to having caused trouble with a few fights that she had not started. Again she would be on the cold earth, half asleep, half awake making sure there were no people, nor predators around to try and kill her, as she had learned sleeping in the wild was a dangerous thing to do.

Well, she would use something she had learned while with the Tokagekuran, a technique that allowed her to discover if there was any lifeforms in the area, using their heat as a signature for the search. It was activated by the use of chakra through the nostrils which would then be projected over a widespread area and use any heat signatures as a base for response. It worked liked sonar of the nostrils, and allowed her to view an area of movement and heat sources. It was something only the Tokagekuran could do, and was a widely useful technique for those wanting to see if an area was safe, or if a target was near by.

Arcturus had been the one to teach her this, and she had been very grateful for it when she had been the one on guard at night. It had saved them many times, and allowed them quick escapes if need be. Over time they had used the technique less, as the more people that joined them, or when Arcturus no longer did travel with her, she found herself using simple tricks to avoid enemies, even setting traps. However, it was a good idea to use before settling anywhere, as it was getting dangerous for her to be out, depending on the situation, and with all the damn bandits about. Again, a sigh left her now maskless face, why was the world such a terrible place?

Closing her eyes she formed the handseals for the technique she had learned so long ago, and felt the powerful surge of chakra through her olfactory sense and the area come to life. The area came into a picture in her head, she could feel the heat from the animals in the area, many smaller creatures such as squirrels and birds were flocking the area, and there was one large form which she was to guess was a bear, other than that however, there was really nothing. Until a human form stepped into her line of heat detection. Strange, there was no one that should have been about, and unfortunately for them, they were heading towards the bear. Well, she could sit by and let it happen, or she would go help. There was nothing better to do.

Using one more burst of chakra, she pinpointed the location and began her move, the girl was closer to the bear than she was, so it would take a bit longer, but she would be moving faster. The girl was at the bear by the time she had reached it, and Naomi would have laughed at the expression on her face if the bear was not so close up and angry, well, it did not seem angry, it simply seemed hungry. The bear was not an enemy, she just needed to get the girl away, but she would have to get around the bear first, even though it would not be so hard, she had already managed to find her way here simply using her lizard like sense of smell.

[→ Alterity]

+10, Learned.

[Beautiful Rogue]

Fire Style: Fire Bolt Technique
Rank: D
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Shoots a very small ball of fire, no larger than a foot in diameter, towards a target.
Special: Rat, Ram, Tiger, extension of one hand
Drawback: When the seals are over, the user extends their hands, shooting the ball of fire from their fingertips, which after repeated use (3 or more times), causes singeing which can slow down the speed of which a user can perform handseals or other finger movements.
Description: The user performs the handseals, converting chakra within the hands into heat energy. The hands are then pointed towards a target and a small bolt of fire, no larger than a foot in diameter, leaves the hand and flies rapidly towards the opponent.
Limit: Fire Release

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The bear reared on its hind legs and moved towards the girl, who Naomi now recognized as the girl who had been at the bar. She must have been driven away by backup bandits or something, making Naomi feel sort of guilty for it, as the girl was just a bystander, no need for her to get involved. Well, if it was her fault, then she could make it up by saving her life from the bear, and, well, even if it was not, Naomi could not stand around and let this happen, even if she was not going to kill the bear. She needed something that would be able to drive the bear off, but not enrage it so it would attack her too, as she would hate to kill an innocent animal, as she was quite involved with most animals as it was, she respected all.

A fire technique would do, but it would not be powerful, but it could not be her fire flower techs, as they were not threatening enough. However, a small ball of fire projected at the bear would be enough to scare it, as flames were naturally spooky to most animals, and a ball of them heading at it would, hopefully, drive it away for long enough to get the girl to safety. Now, she needed to remember how to do it, as it had certainly been a while since she had performed it correctly. The hand seals were simple, there was only three, but with her skill, she could get away with only using two, and there would be enough chakra in it to perform the technique correctly anyway. It was a low ranked technique, so she would have no real hard times with it.

Her hands formed the two seals she needed to perform and she gathered the chakra at the ends of her finger tips, creating a small burning light, which grew in size until it reached about half a foot in diameter, just in time too, as the bear was now moving towards the girl, its hulking body moving slowly, although it was sniffing the air to get her scent, and to probably see if she was edible. However, there was little room to work with now, and Naomi needed to aim well, with a quick burst of chakra, she fired the ball of fire beneath the rising arms of the bear, and into a tree near it. It flinched and roared loudly, backing off, and the girl scrambled backwards, free of her terrified paralysis.

The flames burst against the tree, and created a small explosion, but the forest was damp, and there was no ensuing fire, so the two were safe, all Naomi needed to do was make herself larger in front of the bear to drive it off for good, which she did, and it made a disgruntled noise before shifting off, obviously not wanting to see what other strange things the Kamyuja girl could do. Naomi turned to the girl, who was on her behind and shaking from the experience, holding out a gloved hand, she took the girls hand and helped her up. After the girl was up and dusting herself off, she turned to leave, not wanting to further trouble the younger girl.

"W-wait! You're the one who drive the bandits off right?"

Naomi stopped, did she need to give the girl more money for damages?

"Why? Didn't the money they have serve well enough for you?"

The girl cringed slightly from the harshness of her voice.

"No, I was just wondering if you would come back, we get lots of bandits, and they think they can do what they want, but you, you're really trong, you could protect us"

"Why would I do this?"

"I can offer free boarding and food, and you can keep anything you take from the bandits"

Naomi thought, she did need somewhere to stay, and free food sounded fantastic. She would have a roof over her head, food, and a chance to train against some bandits. It seemed like a very good offer on her part, and the small bar would get her protection, which she believed she was more than capable of offering, especially if she continued her training while she was there. Well, it was this, or sleeping in the forest again, being always threatened by both unseen enemies and nature, so it really seemed like a far better plan.

"Lead the way"

"Y-you'll do it?"

Her voice cracked a little from excitement, then she waved her hand and called for Naomi to follow.

[I C H I R O™]

GOGOGO!! +10

[Beautiful Rogue]

Fire Style: Fire Ball Technique
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a ball of fire within the user’s hands, no larger than two feet in diameter, that is thrown at the opponent.
Special: Rabbit, Dragon, Ram, Horse, Monkey, Tiger, forming hands into a ball where the fire forms.
Drawback: The fire is formed very near to the user’s hands, which if held for too long can cause damage to nerves. Beyond that, if used repeatedly (more than three times), the user’s fingertips and hands can begin to be singed, which can result in the slower formation of hand seals or other finger movements.
Description: The user performs the handseals, and then began to form a ball of fire within their hands. The ball cannot exceed two feet in diameter. The fireball is then thrown at the target. Upon impact, the fire may spread, but only if it hits something that is capable of sustaining fire on its surface.
Limit: Fire Bolt Technique, Fire Release

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Naomi sat at the edge of a table watching the various customers flowing in, she had a half empty plate of food in front of her, and was unconsciously forming the seals of a technique she had been practicing. Another fire technique, one that was a take on and increase of the one she had used against the bear, but more powerful and larger, with more burning capabilities. The fireball was one of many techniques of this specific pattern, where it could create a fire ball and cause quite a lot of damage, although this was still fairly low ranked stuff and only really effected what it struck, but she would increase the deadly potential as the techniques raised in rank until she got the last of its kind, a technique that was truly awe inspiring. Until then, bandits.

There was a few sketchy men who had entered, who were now conversing quietly in the back of the small tavern with their heads close and their voices low, obviously it was suspicious, but she had no grounds to shoo them yet. Well she could wait, she had already scoped out their weaponry, which each had tried but failed to hide. She was not making her snooping very discreet either, outright staring at them, only turning when someone entered the tavern, which happened very little, the town was small, and it was mainly men that frequented the place. The men obviously knew she was watching them, as two of the three kept turning to look at her, as their backs were facing her.

All they had to do was make one wrong move, and her handseals would be put to good use. The male who was facing her looked at her cruelly, his eyes telling her to drop dead, as he seemed to know that she was there for protection more than her meal. He hit the table with his fist and said something to the other two, making this man the leader of the shady trio. Naomi did not mind, this was probably going to lead to them leaving the bar, or her killing them. Unfortunately, it seemed as though this was to be the later of the two options, and she began to course chakra through the seals of the zodiac so she could properly perform the technique. However, the final seal would not be performed yet, she would wait before doing so, and she had plenty of confidence in her previous practice to know that she could perform the technique.

The leader spoke, his voice harsh and cracked, a smoker she would have guessed, or a man who had taken many a throat injury.

"Lass, we been seein' ye eyeball, us, an' we ain't takin' kindly, so if ye could ---"

"Leave the tavern now, or I shall remove you myself"

The man turned to his companions then back to her, but it was too late. The final seal had been brought on, and a raging fireball had struck him in the face, cleanly burning his eyes from their sockets and melting his skin. He fell back screaming in agony as so, and his friends had burst from their seats to meet more fireballs, all shot at their faces, making them fall and scream too. IT did not last long, and all three of them were dead fairly soon after they had been struck, leaving Naomi responsible for taking out the trash, and forcing the bar girl to try and calm the other customers down. Grasping all three of them, she took them outside and into the forest, throwing them down for any animals that wanted them.

Her hands throbbed, burned from overuse of the technique, which she really should have planned ahead for. Grimacing she clenched her hands tightly and walked back into the tavern, going straight to the bathroom and running her hands under the cold water taps, trying to relieve the pain of the burns. The door opened and the girl walked in, a worried expression on her face. She moved to the sink and inspected the burns on Naomi's hands and arms, making a slight noise as she did so, not used to seeing such injuries. It made her wish she had been wearing her gloves, but if that were so, they would have likely been destroyed by the heat.

"Are you okay Naomi-san?"

"Just fine Ariel"

[I C H I R O™]

+10

[Beautiful Rogue]

Fire Style: Explosion Ball Technique
Rank: B
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a ball of fire about three feet in diameter that explodes upon contact with an object.
Special: Rat, Ox, Monkey, Dragon, Dog, Snake, Tiger
Drawback: The user can be caught in the explosion, making using this technique in enclosed areas dangerous. If used repeatedly (three times or more), this technique can cause singeing of the hands, which will slow the user in future formation of handseals or other finger movements.
Description: The user performs the handseals and then proceeds to create a giant ball of fire within their hands. This ball of fire is about three feet in diameter, and is then launched at the opponent. Upon contact with an object, the ball will explode, releasing a large wave of fire that reaches a total length of about 15 feet.
Limit: Fireball Technique, Fire Release

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Night time, a time of rest and peace, unfortunately not for Naomi, who was sitting atop the roof of the tavern, wringing her hands together, still feeling the burn from the technique she had performed this morning, her hands feeling kind of numb, not a good sign, but at least it was no longer hurting as it had. Her gloves were soaked in cold water after it so she could wear them and heal the burns, but still be ready to fight, although without the use of her flaming techniques. It made her think, she needed to master this, if she could do so, then performing the fire techniques would hurt less. Although, the stronger the fire techniques became, the more burn she would feel.

Of course, that was simply until she could gain mastery over the fire, then she would be able to perform the harder and more powerful techniques without risking bodily injury. Her right hand was held out, a small flame burning there, then she clenched it shut, nulling the flame, her skin getting slightly burnt because of it. She made no move of being in pain however, as her training with the Shirai-Ryu had hardened her, and she took those lessons and applied it to her training, not allowing her to show weakness during training. Being burned was simply a lesson in how not to perform a technique, and with each lesson, she grew stronger.

Now that she was on the roof, she was thinking of ways to increase the strength of the fireball technique she had performed, and was thinking on a far more increased strength technique. The exploding fireball technique, it worked similarily to the previous jutsu, but it was on a far larger and more dangerous scale, with the ability to burn things up to fifteen meteres away from the exploding point, a wave of fire which would severly burn those who were struck by it. Such an explosion would cause severe burning and create quite a force to be struck by, and it was not even the most powerful of the techniques of its kind, simply middle ground. If she wished to increase the strength, the rank would rise.

Laying back fully, she thought about it, how she would need to create a three foot ball of fire and use it in a technique for it to explode and throw fire on everyone around it. It seemed like quite a horrible thing to do, but it was a defensive move really, as she would never attack anyone without reason. Although, some things were neccesary to restore the balance in the world, there could never be too much evil nor good, even though she was no crusader of good, she just disliked when people destroyed for no reason, and she did everything in her power to protect those who could not protect themselves. It just felt right for her to do so. Well, working on this would help her calm her mind.

Another small flame was created in her palm, which she then extended across both of her hands, so that it was a small fire, floating between her palms, which she simply watched with boredom, letting the flames entrance her as she did so, the warmth of it tickling her palms. Heat, something she was so accustomed to, and something she needed to survive, as being a tokagekuran, she had very little tolerance for cold weather, and it was painful for her to be around. That was why she was here in Tea, where the weather was constantly humid and nice, perfect for her, and for her fire jutsu. The flame flickered between her palms as a slight gust of wind caught it, however, her chalra sustained it.

[I C H I R O™]

+10

[Beautiful Rogue]

[10/60]

Inconcievable, the ammount of effort she had wasted in her life on a seemingly hopeless journey, and here she was, wasting more time and creating fireworks for no other reason than for her own deluded wish of garnering more strength. A pathetic and inconsequential mastery of fire, which would get her no where in the face of her father, as he had laready proven that her current strength was nulled, and trivial techniques such as this would get her no where if she faced him again. Flames, as horrific as they would scar any other human, they would simply fan the fire for her father, who would just rise above her skills again, and take something else precious to her. All she really had left as Seigfried, who was currently sleeping at the base of the building in front of the door as an anti-intruder alarm.

Naomi herself was atop the roof, her hands forming smal flames between them, not even the size of the fire bolt she had first started with, just small explosions of flames that leapt up from between her palms and burned brightly for a second or two. Then, nothingness, the warmth would leave, and the light would leave, leaving her alone in the dark again. Sadness, even the fire she tried so hard to master flickered out of existence in her life, as everything else she seemed to care for. Another fire flickered between her palms, a much more powerful one than previous, the fire arcing between her palms and flickering madly, the light coming off it much more powerful that it had been in previous arcs, but instead of simply fading away as it had, it grew.

The anger pulsing through her veins was enough for her to unleash her chakra moreso than she had been doing, and while manipulating chakra, it would create a more effective, if a little more dangerous way of performing the technique. When one let their emotions cloud them, they lost focus, and although they could overuse their chakra, their battle smarts were lost, and they could lose themselves and the battle easily. In a situation like this one could get hurt, even in a training simulation of a technique, where even if she could not do the technique, the fire could still burn dangerously. especially when it was as uncontrolled as it was becoming. Flames licked the bases of her palms, hurting a bit, but she was somewhere else in her mind. The more she thought about her feelings of her father, the more the fire between her hands grew.

The more her emotions fueled her, the more she felt the burn on her hands, but the more she was determined to hold the flames there, letting them gather, using her chakra to create a spherical shape, the energy for it growing immensly, the flames lighting the area. However, the heat became too intense, and overcame even her powerful emotions could no longer block out the pain, and she released the expanding sphere of chakra and flames into the air, where it hung for a moment like a lost star plummeting to earth. The fires burned brightly and Naomi watched, her face slightly shocked as the ball of flaming fury struck the ground and expanded rapidly like a bursting water balloon, the fire spreading along the earth.

There was nothign good to burn really, most of the wood and grass and earth were damp from the frost that had settled and the dew that hung from them. The fire died quickly, but it did not stop the burning of her hands, and she quickly replaced the gloves, letting the cold water on the cloth soothe them. It hurt, but she pushed through it, this was natural when it came to fire techniques, they would hurt the user moreso than anything if performed wrong, so she would naturally need to take care when performing them. She could see the steam rising from the wet cloth, her skin was burned quite badly, and was hot enough to cause steaming of her gloves, a painful reminder that she needed to be more careful.

[→ Alterity]

+10~

[I C H I R O™]

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Sharingan (ŽÊ—ÖŠá "Copy Wheel Eye,") 2nd Tomoe 8/60
Rank: "B"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The Second Tomoe Eye can allow the Uchiha clan member to track the movement of an opponent and do some minor copying of an opponents attack. This technique will also allow the user to pierce Genjutsu and see the surrounding reality for what it really is with greater accuracy. The user when learning the second tomoe they are capable of going into other forms of jutsus that deals and consists with the second eye. This can help them tell if a person is trapped in a Genjutsu, or if an attacker is a real threat or merely a bunshin.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user can not copy techniques which are unique to another bloodline. User must have the Release, or Perception in order to copy the type of Release or Perception they wish to learn. The user is incapable of copying a technique that has specific prerequisites such as another technique is needed first.
Description: Sharingan (ŽÊ—ÖŠá "Copy Wheel Eye,") 2nd Tomoe The eyes of the user turns red in color with a black pupil in the middle. Two Tomoe (Comma) appears along the opposite ends of the eyes. Each eye gains two Tomoe. At this stage the user is growing more powerful within the capabilities of seeing into what exactly the Sharingan truly is. At this stage the user's eye seems somewhat better as they are capable of piercing more into GenJutsus. At this stage they are capable of predicting minor movements, as well as copying minor techniques. When the user first gains the second tomoe the user is capable of seeing through GenJutsus of "B" Rank and under. At this stage the user is capable of predicting minor movements of the user. The user is capable of predicting three movements. At this point the user is capable of copying techniques. The type of copying does not add into the user's overall Training Points within a Class Level. When a user copies a technique to learn for every regular training point a user gets the user will get an additional training point which is called Sharingan Points. These points allows a user to learn techniques faster, but this affects the user's learning capabilities but not the overall Training Points to raise a Class Level.
Limit: Must be part of the Uchiha clan (‚¤‚¿‚͈ꑰ "Uchiha family"), Must know Sharingan (ŽÊ—ÖŠá "Copy Wheel Eye,") 1st Tomoe

Standard attire over my body, I would take a quick look down to my snow white shrit and then back toward the field before me. Apparently I had kinda infiltrated someone's training ground, because from where I was stepping, dark locks of hair lashed down to this female's back as she looked to be training, a sort of green clothing and armor tightened around her body. Tightening my jaw, my eyes would lock upon her figure, a light smirk rising onto my blank pained face as I watched, trying as hard as I could to focus on the tension around her body for another movement, the maroon background to my eyes standing in its own wake, searching for some sort of village Identification.

My eyes would continue to spin around this female's stiff figure while I just wondered what she would do now that she knew I was here...or at least I thought she knew I was here. Her movements since I had kicked the dust up had halted, and all that was between was tension maybe...perfect on my part...my eyes followed her right hand while I simply stood in place waiting for some sort of reaction. She seemed to be from my perspective, a goodie goodie at the moment, training to "get stronger" or something along those lines. A wide grin formed on my face as I lifted my right foot again and brought it down along the ground...wasn't really necessary but if I wanted to get through this Sharingan advancement I'd definitely need to arouse a little bit of trouble.

The way things worked here?

OOC: continuing training from here

[Beautiful Rogue]

<sub>The nerve of some people...


[20/60]

To be fully honest, she cared little for this mans trespassing, however, his movements made it seem as though he was fairly eager to fight, however, she was hardly in the mood, so a warning shot would be all he was going to get from her. The flames were already in her hands, as she had performed the handseals fast enough, using the cover of darkness as a veil from his eyes. He would not be able to see through the darkness, and until the fire would light her way, she would also not be able to focus on him. However, the Kamyuja female knew enough to work fast when she needed to. Having someone about in the midst of the night with no reason to be there, was kind of worrisome.

The fire in between her hands was not complete, nor was it as effective as it would have been if it were done, however, he would only see the fire and assume it was an attack anyway, most did not care to look past the obvious, a common misconception that wound up with a lot of people dead and sad. The fire was smaller than it should be, but lo, it was not meant to be a complete attack, as that would be far too arduous for her to do so, especially when she had not even completed the technique, sometimes she figured her laid back attitude would be the death of her, and she realized fairly quickly that she did not care. If she was to die, she would simply take the person out too. So it would be up to this man to find out what he wanted to happen to him.

The fire flickered within her hands and she sent it towards him with a burst of chakra. It would not move quickly, or even at him, simply ten feet in front of him, where the fire would strike the ground and send a pool of fire across the earth at him, scorching anything in its path. He could move, or he could stand there. It did not bug her, he could burn or he could attack her. That was just a warning. Otherwise she was going to protect this building. It was her duty in return for someplace to sleep and stay, not that she did that too often anyway, she always seemed to be out training something or another, but when trouble was around, she was here in time to save the day. Ariel thought she was really cool, but it felt kind of wrong, using her strengths to impress others, but she had grown to enjoy the praise.

"State your business or leave, I really don't want to deal with an asshole right now"

She doubted he would take the hint she wanted him gone, and the pool of flames that would be enveloping him was another big hint, but she figured most people were dense and could not quite grasp the language in which she spoke, even if they were fluent also. A shame that idiocy rested on most, and it was not something she forgave easily. She lay back on the roof waiting for him to leave or to say something, as she could still smell he was there at the moment thanks to her Tokagekuran abilities, but she would wait a little longer to see what he would do. Alas, blood on her hands was the last thing she wanted right now, and she did not know if she could get herself prepared to take a life.

Her hands stung a little too, the flames obviously playing a part in that, but she doubted he could tell from there, even if her face did not register the pain, the various burns on her hands may have done the trick, if it was light, and if he was closer. But for now, she would just wait on his answer, preparing the handseals again, just in case it was not the answer she wanted. Performed right, it had killing potential, but therein lay her problem, she did not think she could perform it right yet.</sub>

[|Ayame Unbound|]

Ichiro - 6

Rogue - 10

[I C H I R O™]

14/60

The moments I spent standing here in place waiting for some sort of reaction from this female were dire and began to annoy me...well that is until I noticed a movement of her hand, the flame at her palm wavering like the tense Uchiha blood built within my body. Obviously there was tense muscles within her chakra that made the flame as strong as it looked, a smirk rising onto my face as I continued to look on, the single movement giving me an adrenaline rush and suddenly I would move, my hands coming to my chest and hitting off a few quick handseals, fingers intertwining and eyes continuing to observe the incoming flame. awkwardly, the flame would mesh with the ground and for a moment my body would cease worry.

Just then I felt another whirl of intense action as my maroon warrior irises drifted down to the rising miniature barrage of flame lushing toward me. With my smirk still on my face, the chakra within my body would well up as I immediately began distributing it evenly throughout my limbs and torso, the Fire Style chakra release fueling the need for heat extra heat within my body like oxygen to flame in the summer. Tightening my jaw, the chakra would be built, every bit of chakra being infused with enough power to explode. This split second was more then enough time for me to at accordingly, this was something miniature, something that I could definitely handle easily.

My Sharingan had moved fast enough for me to see this simple, simple movement and it made things alot easier, and the outcome dire of imporance. If this movement hadn
t been seen, that same adrenaline rush would've been met, but the result and body reaction would've been dirty. A glimpse of intense power? I was intreged haha. The flame built within my body wold seep through my pores like sweat, forcefully meeting every expectation that I looked for. The power that I had built into this large amount of bodily flame sent it roaring through the air as it exteded a total radius of two meters from my person and rushed upward ten meters within the air, forcing all that came in contact with it into the air, and in this case, dissipating the flame.

The flame would slowly but surely die out and my eyes would drift back up to the female who would stand in place, unknowingly pissing me off, but just barely. I was in a pretty good mood but what got to me was my Sharingan, so, I would thank her. This was just a glimpse of the Sharingan's true power but it was an important would...maybe it was possible to tell when this wold happen and maybe it wouldn't but I would surely focus on working with my sharingan reigning over my onyx eyes while I took care of this little, special moment of mine. My tongue would slip through my teeth and run over my lips before making its way back into my mouth, dormant. With a deep sigh, I would take a small wait and speak, the tension building, a lot more.

"You're trying to tick me off aren't you? Or is that your way of saying, hellooo?"

Sure, sarcasm probably wasn't something that should've been used in this situation but...obviously I didn't give a damn. The maroon background to my Sharingan eyes would continue to whirl chakra around throughout them, every move being watched and the tension around her body being observed...at least I felt like I was watching tension. A smirk would draw onto my face as I continued to look on, smply wondering of this female's fire style skill. She had indeed gotten my attention, and I'll be damned if she's just gonna wash it away. The chakra that had been drained from my body was a mere drop of water and just knowing this made me want to make another move...however, I wasn't here for all this nonsense, unless she wanted it.

I was taking a stroll to find some place to stay and to train these eyes of mine...I'd just have to see what she was made of eh?

Flame Wall Technique Used

[Beautiful Rogue]

[30/60] (Switching to first person )

Sure, he had probably seen me, but it was of little use, as it would have simpl been one of my after images, and that, combined with the lack of light, would have been good enough to confuse most people. I was already gone, vanished from that spot. I had used a quick burst of speed to leave behind a single after image, then burst forward using a special technique i had learned from the Shirai-Ryu. This was my turf, land I had walked many a time, if one entered this terrain, they were leaving themselves open to many a movement by her. Sure, it would never be instantaniou, but it would also never be expected, making it the most powerful weapon in her arsenal. The only worry would be the smoke, but that would be gone before the fire wall.

I was behind him, the noise drenched over by the sounds of the fire, or he could notice me, I cared little for it, but i would have already prepared the handseals once more back on the roof, and it was oh so easy to cast a fireball again, and from this distance, he would have a fun time trying to escape, even though she would not cast it, it would be within her hands, holding it, so that she could use it just in case. Her hands were covered by the metal and cloth gloves, doused in water still, so the flames would not affect her badly quite yet. Alas, fire in ones hand still burned, so she would not be holding it for too long, perhaps until he answered the questions she was going to ask.

"Neither, this is my way of asking what your business here is"

My voice, as usual, would be stark of emotion, bare and cold, something I had aquired from years of having my heart broken and hardened. My countenence would be made even more fierce simply due to my technique, held between the gloved hands. I would ask and wait, allowing him to see my movements, allowing him to realize he had come to the wrong bar with the wrong intentions. Of course, if he meant no harm, he would be safe, however, people who did not tread lightly around me, often found themselves in a hole, their bodies torn asunder, and having the rest of eternity to think about why they should not have fucked with me. I could only hope that this man would be smarter than that.

The flames ate away at my time, the chakra coursing through the technique, the only reason I was not getting completely burned, the chakra, the soul of her techniques. The chakra kept the fire away from my skin, much akin to walking on water and the likes, however, drain of chakra was not something I had wanted on me right now, especially if the man did not want to give up. It was sad, I did not want to kill now, and if she ended up having to, well, it would just ruin my night. Not that it was already going well, it would just become a little worse. Well, a lot worse, I was not feeling good right now. Possibly a little dehydrated, an annoyance really, after all her work with fire, she was thirsty.

The flames bolstered more as her chakra fed it, filling the technique to its full size, all three feet of flames would be there, and he would be striken with it faster than he could realize if he chose to move or attack, all he needed to do was answer my question, and I could allow him to leave. Or, if he answered wrong, I could kill him, either way, my speed would defeat him, not only that, but his movements had awoken Seigfried, who was still on the deck with his head up and waiting for my signal to attack. Such a fool this man had been to come here with viscious intent.

[otakulegend]

+10 Ichiro

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+10 Rogue

[I C H I R O™]

24/60

Well smite me if you will? The smirk painted on my face would fade as my Sharingan eyes peered through the distance between myself and the female's person along this, her little podium. Heheh, intreging as it was before, my hands would drop to my sides and my left would slither across my left thigh as I reached down to my weapon holster, searching for Kunai. Just as my hand met the soft material and pushed up under the enclosed pocket, my ears would twitch as the light sound of the beautiful flames tossed before me the first time would bounce through my ear lobes, crimson backgrounded irises cutting to the left as my head turned to take sight of the maroon flame burned brightly in her grasp.

How long had she been lurking around this little area here? Not something I was so interest in, her looks, meh, I could say they're what had me here continuing to "tease" the girl, piss her off a bit. I would slowly turn to face her, the violet color leaking from my waist standing out from pretty much all that was donned over this shinobi's body here. She was fast but maybe she was just as fast as her eyes and body let her be. The thought of smacking her hand away from me ran through my mind but then came the thought of getting a little dirty right after. She didn't look like a little damsel from so close, but surely distance made all the difference in this world here.

A deep breath as my eyes closed would be taken and I would stand up straight, body directly toward her, no hesitation reigning over my body, however my eyes feeling a bit different. A tingling sensation would run through the veins within my face and connected to my eyes triggering the effect of my Sharingan making me want to take a step for ward and smile as har as I ould in her face...if that was how I was however... But who cared? This was more about my intruding here and the flame glowing brightly in her hand that captured most the attention and triggered the most tension here in this little field. SO many actions could be made, yet all my Sharingan fueled eyes would do is watch on, observing and waiting for something more to happen.

Slowly, these Sharingan eyes would drift down onto the flame in her hand again, words just pouring into my mind... I knew it, I just couldn't get over it. THings could get nasty if that flame touched someone here...fire was HOT...but I guess we could be grown ups about the situation...or this female was a meanie. Smiling, this would seem odd from her point of view but I knew all that was running through my mind. She on the other hand was all confused maybe...I really couldn't help but take things non-seriously now. I was indeed a serious person but at some moments in this life of mine I needed to lighten up, take things for granted y'know? All the things that a person shouldn't do. My eyes would search for chakra, not able to find much currently.

I would sense more then enough tension, looking for the next movement, waiting for my eyes to observe it and react with muscle, around and through her like...easy stuff. I guess I could soeak a little...maybe not...yeah I could...but I didn't want to, things looked - SHE, looked serious at this time and all I was doing was angering her...SCORE! Tightening my jaw for a moment, I would exhale and open my mouth, both my arms lifting, stretched out as far as the could stretch and just up to her shoulder's height.

"I take it you want me gone dispite those words you just tipped over.. Or does the anger fueled damsel want a hug?"

More sarcasm huh... I needed to take things more seriously heh. Okay, I'd make my point here in a moment or so..but maybe it wasn't needed...maybe she could see through the phony acts and see what I really wanted. My face was near blank making it pretty hard to tell if I was serious or not, but maybe by the hint in my voice she'd realize it. My eyes would survey every movement as it had been, not losing the smallest of interest in this person before me. This was going to get interesting...maybe, damn this was interesting...there was something I could see that she couldn't...but I was to say nothing about it here.

[Beautiful Rogue]

[40/60]

"You speak of me as though I'm weak, yet, I'm the one with the ball of fire in my hands, just answer my damn question and we can get on with things"

The flames leapt in my hands, the angered cacophony of crackling and mad burning echoing and sounding loudly in both my ears and the area. He was avoiding my question in hopes of angering me. It was almost working, but it was less of his sarcasm and moreso his smug countenence that was beginning to get a rise in me. I only wanted him to answer a simple question, all he had to say to me, was that he was not going to cause trouble, but no, he wanted to make things annoying and difficult. It did not help that he had those eyes either, I had seen them before in my travels, they possessed great power that should be respected, and certainly some that were not easy to face. Alone anyway, but that was why I had Seigfried, who was silently making his way to us, only about ten meters from the mans unprotected back.

The dog would not move until I were to give a signal for him to move, and I would not do so, as there was volatile flames about the area, and harming my dog would not be something I would be willing to do, however, Seigfried was smart, he could think on his feet faster than she could, animal instinct and all that. However, regardless of the fact, the man would be more focused on her with her large ball of flame moreso than a seemingly helpless dog behind him even if he knew about the animal. His sarcasm was not lost upon me, I did have a sense of humor once, a long time ago, back when I could feel something, but now, these words meant nothing but disrespect to me, by not answering my question, this man was showing me that he had little respect for anyone other than himself. I am simply a protector, protecting what I have been assigned to, for him to completely disregard that, well, it angered me.

The flames in my hands burst again, another spot of fire exploding outwards, only for me to contain it once more with my chakra, keeping the storming fires at bay, an angered animal trapped between her palms, trying to burst free from my containment of it. A shame indeed, how something so powerful needed to held so gently, and treated with such precision, otherwise, that creature would explode and unleash the power unto myself, moreso than onto the ones I wished to strike. My face would have expressed my desire to strike the man down if I had not been through so much training through my life, and that this minor annoyance was nothing more to me than a insignificant insect, a bump in the road, something that could easily be ignored in the long run, however, here at this moment in time, my attention was drawn to it. A moth to a flame one would say, an irritating, yet fully true analogy.

The flames were getting too hot for her to handle, it was getting too hot for me to hold for much longer, so I would do the best thing, looking him straight in the eye and simply say one word. My lips would form the word 'Move', just as my hands threw the ball of fire into the air as the word was uttered, the flames would rise high into the air and I would spring backwards, my movement causing my companion to move backwards too, mimicing my movements. As the ball of fire began to slow against gravity, it would begin to feel the full effects once more and begin to tumble steadily downwards, the flames trailing behind it, causing it to look like a falling meteorite as it streaed downwards towards where I had been standing. As the earth was struck by the flames, the fire would explode outwards, a wave of fire rising quite high into the air and moving out rapidly, making me hop back again just to avoid it.

The fire would burn for a while, but the earth, being as damp as it was, would not catch easily, so I was safe from having to put out the forest, and not burning the house down. I would have cursed myself, but really, it was all this mans fault, I could have trained more comfortably in a controlled environment, but now I had sacrificed safety for intimidation factors, which had better have worked, as my hands were beginning to feel the burn from these fire techniques, my mastery of the flames was not too great thus far, so I still needed to be careful about what I was doing and how I was controlling the flames. However, having the ability to control fire in a mastery manner would not stop a full frontal blow from a technique like that, so regardless, she needed to be careful.