One Hell of a Day...[See Within]
Feb 5, 2010 11:53:58 GMT -7
Post by Bachitari Onryou on Feb 5, 2010 11:53:58 GMT -7
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Seeing as Onryou was now halfway done with her technique she continued this time adding more mirrors. This made it all the more difficult now because she had the fifteen mirrors on the bottom, and then six mirrors on top. Only four more mirrors and she would be able to have the entire dome up! Sweat continued to build atop of her skin of her face and her body on the inside of her clothing as she continued. She knew if she did this she would freeze but she was prepared to die for her country if she had to... just not yet. Her blue hair remained tied behind her back as she soon took off her jacket knowing full well she needed to cool down. Upon doing this steam rose from her body as she focused more. Now that she was cooling down she had begun to feel better.
As the sweat began to dry and occasionally freeze from how cold it was outside Onryou never took her focus off her goal: to be one of the best Shinobi in the village. It was her fathers legacy and his legend that she would uphold with herself no matter what it took to gain it. The emotion behind all this was revenge and retribution for the man killing her family and those that made fun of her for doing such. Though he had been hunted down and killed in some peoples minds, she knew that he was still alive somewhere waiting for her to become strong enough that she eventually would be a threat for him. She could not wait for the day to see his plastered face when she killed him. It was because of this that fueled her energy every day to strive to keep going. She would not allow herself to quit. Not now, not ever.
The ice of her mirrors were becoming more solidified now and more thicker just by a little from the moisture and the coldness outside. Bachitari thought this would be useful for it would be hard to destroy the mirrors if they were rock solid. So long as the temperatures were in her favor she could keep going. The ice soon became misty looking from their coldness and the snow was begging to drip and immediately freeze upon them making her mirrors look deeply frozen. All was silent as Onryou would summon them away to breathe once and then summon them all back just to give her chakra resources a miniature break and to feel what it felt like to summon more and more until she had all 25. It didn't do much to her chakra, but to be on the safe side she sent them away again and made them dissipate into the air and into the lake which more ice was now piled there in the water and soon brought up 19 new mirrors for her to use. Fifteen on the bottom and four on top. A couple less than what she had earlier, but it did not matter much. She would have all 25 up and then it would be to work on the speed of her movements through the mirrors while keeping them up at the same time. Fun right?
Seeing as Onryou was now halfway done with her technique she continued this time adding more mirrors. This made it all the more difficult now because she had the fifteen mirrors on the bottom, and then six mirrors on top. Only four more mirrors and she would be able to have the entire dome up! Sweat continued to build atop of her skin of her face and her body on the inside of her clothing as she continued. She knew if she did this she would freeze but she was prepared to die for her country if she had to... just not yet. Her blue hair remained tied behind her back as she soon took off her jacket knowing full well she needed to cool down. Upon doing this steam rose from her body as she focused more. Now that she was cooling down she had begun to feel better.
As the sweat began to dry and occasionally freeze from how cold it was outside Onryou never took her focus off her goal: to be one of the best Shinobi in the village. It was her fathers legacy and his legend that she would uphold with herself no matter what it took to gain it. The emotion behind all this was revenge and retribution for the man killing her family and those that made fun of her for doing such. Though he had been hunted down and killed in some peoples minds, she knew that he was still alive somewhere waiting for her to become strong enough that she eventually would be a threat for him. She could not wait for the day to see his plastered face when she killed him. It was because of this that fueled her energy every day to strive to keep going. She would not allow herself to quit. Not now, not ever.
The ice of her mirrors were becoming more solidified now and more thicker just by a little from the moisture and the coldness outside. Bachitari thought this would be useful for it would be hard to destroy the mirrors if they were rock solid. So long as the temperatures were in her favor she could keep going. The ice soon became misty looking from their coldness and the snow was begging to drip and immediately freeze upon them making her mirrors look deeply frozen. All was silent as Onryou would summon them away to breathe once and then summon them all back just to give her chakra resources a miniature break and to feel what it felt like to summon more and more until she had all 25. It didn't do much to her chakra, but to be on the safe side she sent them away again and made them dissipate into the air and into the lake which more ice was now piled there in the water and soon brought up 19 new mirrors for her to use. Fifteen on the bottom and four on top. A couple less than what she had earlier, but it did not matter much. She would have all 25 up and then it would be to work on the speed of her movements through the mirrors while keeping them up at the same time. Fun right?