Kaizu vs Nyustukyi
May 26, 2013 9:09:54 GMT -7
Post by Nyu on May 26, 2013 9:09:54 GMT -7
Arena
Rules:
No Gates
Start 20 meters away from one another.
Have fun.
The young Kaishin, simply known as Alexander, would walk onto the bridge that over looked a small and quite river. On one shoulder was his massive and mighty sword, the Masamune. He held on tight to it with one hand, and his armor silently concealed the other items he had on his person. This included ten kunai and thirty bo-shuriken. Under his armor would lie his headband, proving that he was a citizen of the Hidden Mist village. He was not just a member, but a Chuunin. On his person was also six wakazashi and one katana. Each were placed in sheaths and all placed about his body. In the small of his back was the katana, a mighty and fine blade. Behind the traps of his shoulders were two wakazashi facing towards the sky, a total of four, meaning two on each side. Then just above the katana was two more Wakazashi, one on either side of his body. Each sword was placed in such a way, that they would not get in the way of his movements or restrain him in anyway.
In fact he had trained enough to were he could easily draw out any of the swords in a blink of an eye. On his forearms, but hidden from view, was two seals, one on each arm. These seals were capable of summon more weapons should the need arise. This was not limited to the might Massamune that sat neatly on his shoulder. Nor was this limited to the kunai or bo-shukrien that he held upon his body. His steps were normal and relaxed, each one taking the normal stride that was common with a relaxed walk. In the area around him it was cooler than normal, this was due to the fact that he was extremely skilled in the ice release. A light breeze did blow every now and again, but this was a gentle and calm breeze. It was not a violent onslaught or anything. The day itself was rather nice and peaceful. There were birds chirping in the air and a few bugs could be heard in the forest that was at the beginnings of both ends of the bridge.
Alexander looked around and saw no one in sight, not as of yet at least. He noticed a few clouds in the sky, not storm clouds but a few. Not to mention that the heat for today was very pleasant. He looked around some more and saw fish biting. They were eating any bugs that were unfortunate enough to land on the water's surface above them. The birds chirping, and the fish biting told Alexander, that no sudden threats were on their way. He was relaxed, but no so relaxed as to be taken easily off guard. He would take not that it was not too humid on this day and that his arms and legs could move without getting sweaty and sticking to his clothing. This was good for this day and he moved freely. He inhaled a sweet breath. The air smelled of flowers and pollen, and bees could be heard in the distance as they pollinated their flowers and went about their work for their queen. Alexander continued to walk towards the end of the bridge, which was thirty meters in length. He had just stepped on the bridge actually, truth be told. He listened closely and checked the water for a reflect in it's mirror like calmness. He saw nothing on the underside of the bridge and chose to keep moving. It was a fantastic day.
Rules:
No Gates
Start 20 meters away from one another.
Have fun.
The young Kaishin, simply known as Alexander, would walk onto the bridge that over looked a small and quite river. On one shoulder was his massive and mighty sword, the Masamune. He held on tight to it with one hand, and his armor silently concealed the other items he had on his person. This included ten kunai and thirty bo-shuriken. Under his armor would lie his headband, proving that he was a citizen of the Hidden Mist village. He was not just a member, but a Chuunin. On his person was also six wakazashi and one katana. Each were placed in sheaths and all placed about his body. In the small of his back was the katana, a mighty and fine blade. Behind the traps of his shoulders were two wakazashi facing towards the sky, a total of four, meaning two on each side. Then just above the katana was two more Wakazashi, one on either side of his body. Each sword was placed in such a way, that they would not get in the way of his movements or restrain him in anyway.
In fact he had trained enough to were he could easily draw out any of the swords in a blink of an eye. On his forearms, but hidden from view, was two seals, one on each arm. These seals were capable of summon more weapons should the need arise. This was not limited to the might Massamune that sat neatly on his shoulder. Nor was this limited to the kunai or bo-shukrien that he held upon his body. His steps were normal and relaxed, each one taking the normal stride that was common with a relaxed walk. In the area around him it was cooler than normal, this was due to the fact that he was extremely skilled in the ice release. A light breeze did blow every now and again, but this was a gentle and calm breeze. It was not a violent onslaught or anything. The day itself was rather nice and peaceful. There were birds chirping in the air and a few bugs could be heard in the forest that was at the beginnings of both ends of the bridge.
Alexander looked around and saw no one in sight, not as of yet at least. He noticed a few clouds in the sky, not storm clouds but a few. Not to mention that the heat for today was very pleasant. He looked around some more and saw fish biting. They were eating any bugs that were unfortunate enough to land on the water's surface above them. The birds chirping, and the fish biting told Alexander, that no sudden threats were on their way. He was relaxed, but no so relaxed as to be taken easily off guard. He would take not that it was not too humid on this day and that his arms and legs could move without getting sweaty and sticking to his clothing. This was good for this day and he moved freely. He inhaled a sweet breath. The air smelled of flowers and pollen, and bees could be heard in the distance as they pollinated their flowers and went about their work for their queen. Alexander continued to walk towards the end of the bridge, which was thirty meters in length. He had just stepped on the bridge actually, truth be told. He listened closely and checked the water for a reflect in it's mirror like calmness. He saw nothing on the underside of the bridge and chose to keep moving. It was a fantastic day.