Passtime [P/T]
Sept 7, 2012 21:12:55 GMT -7
Post by dubcheck on Sept 7, 2012 21:12:55 GMT -7
50/70
Izaya looked around at his clones smiling faces and then he cracked his knuckles and wiggled his fingers. "Okay then..." Izaya said standing motionless for a moment. then he raised his hands and began performing his hands seals without prepping his inner coil. This would be the way things happened in the field, and so he was ready to test the true jutsu now. His hands flew through the string of seals like a blur, holding the last seal while his chakra rose through his body, and then exuded outwards. A purple haze took around Izaya as the crescents began forming simultaneously, instantly rising upwards into the air as if he where juggling and then once the air above was filled with them, they all rained down at fast speed, slicing and cutting through the surrounding mud clones like butter through a knife. The clones just stood there, smiling to themselves while they suffered lethal sound blades which cut clean through them and lacerated the ground at their feet.
Izaya counted the sounds of crashing sound waves as they sounded off, and his mind collected at least 20. This prompted a smooth grin to Izaya's face as the mud clones just stood there with barely visible lines through their bodies. Izaya turned to look at the clones who where still smiling as if nothing happened to them. Izaya held his hands up and then said in a matter-of-factly voice, "Well...Death becomes you...all of you I should hope?!" Izaya said in a arrogant manner. The clones then burst into puddles of mud all at the same time, falling into a sea of mud around Izaya's feet. The genin lowered his hands and looked at the damage and then smirked, "That was good...but I think...I could push myself a bit more...i mean, what am I worth? Really, I'm practically unstoppable at learning these jutsu...so why not go a bit further then perfection...lets OUT-DO myself eh?" Izaya said to the piles of mud as if the clones where still alive.
Izaya made the clones ressurect and then made them all leap back a few feet. Then he ordered the clones to attack mentally, and began to dodge, duck, and weave through the punches and kicks. He found his taijutsu alot better then he remembered last using it, and this too boosted his ego yet more. Izaya flipped here and there and hopped over the heads of some as if waited for his opening. As he made a break from the crowd, he found the time to perform the handseals. His hands ran through them and his chakra rose around his body in intense vibrations as he charged as much chakra into the capacity of the miasma surrounding him. As the crescents began to arise around him, floating upwards into the air, he would hold the snake seal this time and grin malevolently at the clones which where coming at him en masse.
"Oto no jutsu...Kouta..."