A Meeting [Private][Team One]
May 4, 2010 19:21:04 GMT -7
Post by Zetsumei on May 4, 2010 19:21:04 GMT -7
Think you can handle it?
Zetsumei, still within whispering distance of Miyashi, shook his head left and right. The boy was thinking, and that was good, and he was confident, a plus when taken in moderation, but he did not quite grasp how Zetsumei worked. "No, it won't work. The mist would conceal us, but would likewise conceal him from you. The rain would expose him to me, but for me to communicate would give away my location, and indirectly yours too. Zetsumei turned his face towards Iizuka. He knew his chakra was still hurting, he wouldn't last long if he had to maintain the rain anyway.
The Shuriken that Miyashi threw collided with something, creating a painful steel on steel screeching that created significant pain in the sensitive ears of the Shitakuma. He clenched his teeth as he tried to grasp what had happened. Their leader had stopped the large bladed weapon with his hand? That wasn't natural, but it was obviously two possibilities. His skin was naturally steel, and he had heard of a clan that had that trait, or it was a jutsu. It was too early to judge which was which though.
It was fairly obvious for Zetsumei when the Windmill Shuriken turned traitor and was soaring towards the one that summoned and owned it. He was also quick to grab Miyashi's shoulder, throw him downwards (either by faceplant into the dirt or forcing him to kneel, whichever was more likely), and he himself ducked, which should have placed them both below the decapitation level.
Zetsumei then vanished, he was tired of this, his shoulder hurt, and he was running out of energy just by flinging Miyashi around to save him. He would reappear for a moment, covering about half the distance that was between the two groups (Niseizu, Miyashi, and Zetsumei and Iizuka as the other) and he would vanish again. He would then reappear once again, he was not in hand-to-hand combat range with his team leader.
Let's test your agility.
Zetsumei would not swing his sword, but rather throw a swift side kick towards the man's mid-section. He was fast, as a Taijutsu Master should be, but he did not expect a hit, a distraction, or even a quick retreat for him to chase after. Mostly, he was hoping that his attack would be a surprise, based solely on him staying back and avoiding attacks up until now.
Shushin [2/3] Used
Zetsumei, still within whispering distance of Miyashi, shook his head left and right. The boy was thinking, and that was good, and he was confident, a plus when taken in moderation, but he did not quite grasp how Zetsumei worked. "No, it won't work. The mist would conceal us, but would likewise conceal him from you. The rain would expose him to me, but for me to communicate would give away my location, and indirectly yours too. Zetsumei turned his face towards Iizuka. He knew his chakra was still hurting, he wouldn't last long if he had to maintain the rain anyway.
The Shuriken that Miyashi threw collided with something, creating a painful steel on steel screeching that created significant pain in the sensitive ears of the Shitakuma. He clenched his teeth as he tried to grasp what had happened. Their leader had stopped the large bladed weapon with his hand? That wasn't natural, but it was obviously two possibilities. His skin was naturally steel, and he had heard of a clan that had that trait, or it was a jutsu. It was too early to judge which was which though.
It was fairly obvious for Zetsumei when the Windmill Shuriken turned traitor and was soaring towards the one that summoned and owned it. He was also quick to grab Miyashi's shoulder, throw him downwards (either by faceplant into the dirt or forcing him to kneel, whichever was more likely), and he himself ducked, which should have placed them both below the decapitation level.
Zetsumei then vanished, he was tired of this, his shoulder hurt, and he was running out of energy just by flinging Miyashi around to save him. He would reappear for a moment, covering about half the distance that was between the two groups (Niseizu, Miyashi, and Zetsumei and Iizuka as the other) and he would vanish again. He would then reappear once again, he was not in hand-to-hand combat range with his team leader.
Let's test your agility.
Zetsumei would not swing his sword, but rather throw a swift side kick towards the man's mid-section. He was fast, as a Taijutsu Master should be, but he did not expect a hit, a distraction, or even a quick retreat for him to chase after. Mostly, he was hoping that his attack would be a surprise, based solely on him staying back and avoiding attacks up until now.
Shushin [2/3] Used