Board Thread:Kirigakure Logs/@comment-27960448-20160330031007/@comment-27960448-20160330031030

blood bled dry on the streets; scrubbing profusely with brushes of rough bristles, arms of such tiresome civilians. This was the definition of hell. The Village being reinstated into a new era of prosperity wasn't quite enough for him. The streets still carried the tint of the red liquid, the smells of metals clashing and grinding against each other like a putrid stench in the air. It was heavy, weighing down upon his nostrils with each and every inhale. He looked left, and then right, two streets, both of which noisy. The construction of the village since the invasion seemed to be never-ending, even if he wished it to be so. A plethora of emotions bombarded his arsenal of thoughts; his horrid memories held dear, held close, as he attempted to maintain the sanity of a normal twelve year old. He struggled with it, on the daily basis, living with himself after the crimes he had seemingly commited. He feared himself; his ability to kill- why was it so great? Why was he able to so easily subdue men, women, and children. Why did it bring a smile to his face? Why did he burst out into maniac-like cackles and resounding laughter. What had his village done to him? Mizumi Omo, a boy of a simple, happy past and childhood, slowly being bred into a soldier; Merciless, remorseless. His sapphire bangs hung over his face delicately, strands of hair flowing behind him, long enough to reach his shoulder blades. Time was passing quite fast; he was growing a bit too. His sandals were seeming to get a bit too small, and his shirt was rising up his belly when he exuded his arms outward, upward, or towards the sky. He could not accept the cadence in which time was passing, leaving him hung dry. Things he were missing, the simple things he had missed. He forgot what it was to play, or to hold a toy, but instead that memory was replaced with the first time he held a Shuriken. Questioning his value, and his decision to go down this road, he undoubtedly convinces himself that it's too late, that he had done too much killing already. Born to the Bloody Mist, Mizumi was a boy of pale skin. His pigment derived from the lack of direct sunlight in the village, the thickened mist always limiting its rays capacity through the clouds. His hair was a dark blue, natural in color. Its length could be compared to that of a horse's mane. It was thin, shiny, and hung down his back with great length. He wore a sleeveless fishnet top, and overlaying it was a beige battle-kimono that hung down the sides of his hips and flayed in the wind that got under the surface of the garment. A thick black belt held grey flak pants to his waist. They may have stopped just above his ankle but this wasn't because of his rapid growth, this was by choice. As his pants revealed his ankles, they had shown bandages, wrapped tightly to the skin, leading down to a pair of standard, open-toe shinobi sandals. Over his head, he had first wrapped a cloth, a black one. The cloth then hung down to cover one of his eyes; his left, today. He did this every day, heightening his perception by giving himself a blind spot from the initial start of his day. It heightened his senses and made his eyesight acute in ways no normal man would understand; it was definitely a talent of his that sprouted from hard work. Overlaying the cloth and his azure strands of hair was his standard forehead protector that wasn't quite protecting his forehead at all. It was actually, more or less, protecting his temple, on the left side of  his head. He always wore his headband to the side for some odd reason, as if it was some sort of popular culture within him and his peers; it was his signature. On his back was a small holster, and beneath it, two shinobi pouches that held tools that were dynamically useful for every day situations along with clutch and important situations alike. Sitting in the holster was a medium-sized fan, carved by hand and made respectively out of some of the strongest materials they could find. This non-folding war fan carried a black outlining, with a wheat fore-coat, a checkered or weaved pattern making its surface pop out of its figure. The handle was wrapped in bandages, or cloth, cloth that can easily be knotted and released in long strands to utilize the weapon long-range to help Mizumi keep distance from any opponent. Mizumi had hear rumors of his clan, and a secret technique passed down generations, ancient in tradition; but no one in the last 4 generations has had any knowledge of it, or any evidence of its usage. Who knows what potential he could untap? His face grew frowned as fire, heated in expression, angry in looks. His sharp eyes peering forward in the desolate, loud village, only loved by the crows and the dark. He made his way to a roof top, his ability to control his chakra still not that great, being proven when he decided to attempt to scale the walls without his hands and failed miserably. Using natural acrobatic skill, he found his way on top of the roof of one of the many apartments, this building high enough for its flat, round surface of a roof to be slightly above the mist. The wind hung dry over the skyline, and as he sat on the edge and hung his feet over the sides, his toes grew bitter in temperature, his hands failing to stay still.

KaioriSama: It was a pale day in the skies of Kirigakure today which for the citizens there was just another classic day as they moved through the village streets giving the village their somewhat poor commerce. Kaiori Shizo son of the clan prodigy Tenzin Shizo was just exiting his house with his ninja tools on his person, on duty clothing, and forehead protector which signified his position in the village as a shinobi. Kaiori’s purpose for leaving the house today was just like any other for these past few weeks. This purpose were to prepare for the chunin exams in which the genin in this village along with the genin amongst the other villages were to be pitted against each other in a series of competitions to decide who becomes the rank of chunin. The main event of the whole program that Kaiori and his comrades in Team 6 were ever only worried about are the 1 on 1 battles which was a vital part of the exams. Possibly proving their strength in there could get them to the famed chunin spot they all wanted so bad, but to would take harsh training and skill to get to that level hence the reason Kaiori is out today. Kaiori would then move quickly through the rooftops of Kirigakure searching for his friend he was supposedly picking out today to train with. He had already met with his other friend Karihime the other day so now it was Mizumi’s turn and after about six long minutes of scouting the rooftops he indeed saw his the slightly faded image of his friend Mizumi who was sitting on the edge of the rooftop looking as if he was troubled by something. “Hmm, I wonder if there’s something wrong with him.” Kaiori pondered in his head after landing directly on the rooftop his friend sat on. After landing he walked closer to Mizumi and while trying to catch his attention said “Yo Mizu, you trying to get a little training session in today or are you just gonna sit there and sulk there?” After saying those words he walked to the point where he was right next to him standing waiting for a response from his friend.

Dageki: With a darkened gaze, darker than any one he'd usually give a person, his eyes were focused to one point and one point only. He looked outward towards the village in discontent, and he had absolutely hated the person that it had turned him into. Yea, he was learning things, and yes, he was getting stronger, but at what cost? Was he slowly distancing himself from his closest friends and his family only at the cost of being stronger? He hated everyone in his village it seemed, but hated everyone outside of it even more. He wasn't one for making enemies, but it seemed that the world had already made all his enemies for him. His face now exuded a since of frustation, only showing an intent to grow in ways others had not yet wished or dreamed. His ability as a shinobi was growing to be more and more expansive every day. Kari, however, had surpassed Mizumi himself, which seemed to be the most naturally proficient of the two. Karihime was the living proof that hard work beat natural talent. Putting more time and effort into something was much better than being naturally good at it. Because of his clan, Mizumi was simply revered upon notice of his last name, he didn't have to lift a finger. So he envied people like Karihime that fought for their name and place in this world on a daily basis. Mizumi's ears were as gathered and perceptive as his eyes, not missing a single beat of a bird's wing, or the buzzing of a fruit fly. Because of this, noticing foot steps or voices came naturally easy to him. He was so skilled at it, that he could tell footsteps apart from each other, depending on the person, by knowing their weight and walking pattern. A wave of sound floated into his ear, and he knew that Kaiori had been approaching, turning his body to slightly meet him with his eyes in peripheral glance, Mizumi then stood to his feet on the rooftop, looking at Kaiori with determined eyes | "Sure why not?- I heard you were working on something. how about you show me?!" | Mizumi stated, as he pulled 3 shuriken from his pouch and threw them towards Kaiori's location.

KaioriSama: Kaiori now meeting his friend Mizumi at a random rooftop was seeking some training sessions to improve his skills along with whomever he was training with. He came up to his longtime friend and asked him if he wanted to train to which his friend who was currently sitting on the edge of the rooftop. Mizumi responded by standing up and saying yes to Kaiori’s offer and then asked Kaiori himself if was working on something to which he actually was but as soon as the words rolled off of Mizumi’s lips he fired some shuriken at Kaiori’s general location unexpectedly. Kaiori looking at the shuriken fly from his hands said with a small smirk “Ha, yeah I actually am” and while saying those words performed the Ox, Ram, Monkey, and Dragon hand seals in quick succession and while holding out that last hand sign and lightning barrier surrounded Kaiori protecting him from the thrown shuriken as for when they impacted the barrier made of potent lightning chakra they immediately electrified and fell towards the ground losing complete momentum. As Kaiori released the barrier he had just erected he said “My dad taught me this one the other day he called it Lightning Shift: Barrier” then chuckling “ Pretty useful having basically a clan wide technique of this level that’s easy to learn, if you and Mizu were lightning user’s I could probably teach you guys.” Then as he walked closer to Mizumi he began to ask his friend “So are you trying to work on a new technique or just do a little taijutsu sparring, cuz we all know you need some of that.” Kaiori immediately waited for his friends response.

Mizumi had genuinely shown interest in what his partner had learned or was working on learning in the recent days. Seeing as though both him and Kari were constantly advancing, it was interesting to test their levels of strength and to see where exactly they stood every once in a while. After all, even if they did a lot of their training and preparations alone, they were still a team, and when it came down to teamwork and team battling, they couldn't be beat.. At least in Mizumi's head that is. After launching the shuriken at Kaiori, he awaited his response; and upon hearing it, Mizumi didn't get the chance to ask what before Kai was forming hand signs faster than he had seen him form before. | "Hm, he's really getting better." | Mizumi thought to himself, still showing interest in his friend's progression, finding it interesting that they were both growing at such a fast pace; they should most definitely be ready for the exams soon. Mizumi's eyes widened, as an electrified barrier formed around Kaiori's person in a medium-sized radius, not only shielding him from the shuriken but stopping their momentum completely. Mizumi was amazed, a technique like that could definitely be useful in the exams; and not just for kai, but for all of them. | "Hm. I like it, it's alright I guess."" | He said, nonchalant as he always is, acting like he didn't care about it and giving Kai less props than he deserved. This was a normal exchange between the two of them, and things weren't gonna change. Mizumi looked at his shuriken that had been halted and grounded. Walking over to Kai, he stopped directly in front of him just after the barrier dispersed, and picked up his shuriken and placed them back into his pouch. | "Sorry I had to skip out on you, Kari, and Shu-Sensei's training. I felt like I was better off teaching myself. Wanna see?" | He said with a devilish and bragging-like smirk, before turning around to put a large amount of chakra beneath his feet as he ran. He jumped off of the side of the roof and attempted to land on the wall of another, using his chakra control and flow to his feet to remain his balance on the horizontal surface; though as he was still working on it, the plate of chakra beneath his feet failed him, and he fell into a tumble and roll, skidding a bit after landing, looking up to kari with eyes of embarrassment. | "I'm still working on it.” |

KaioriSama: After the quick exchange between Kaiori and Mizumi they met towards each other and in response to Kaiori’s newly taught hiden variation Mizumi only stated "Hm. I like it, it's alright I guess.” Kaiori in his mind only thought that this was just classic Mizu always nonchalant about things even though he knows he likes them. This didn’t faze Kaiori as when they were younger Mizumi would always act the same way in somewhat of a leader type attitude and it just seemed to stick with all of them not minding the way his body language corresponded with his words. Mizumi then apologized for the session he missed with Karihime and Shusuke sensei a few days back, to which Kaiori not really caring as he knew if Mizumi missed a training session it had to be an awfully good reason and it slightly was for he had tried to learn chakra control on his lonesome and tried to prove that his training was actually more successful by jumping off of the rooftop and latching onto a wall with his feet to which he actually successfully completed for about a good few seconds until he then began losing his focus to which it caused him to fall on the ground beneath him and landed harshly as he skidded in an embarrassing manner. Kaiori witnessing all of this cracked up and was laughing uncontrollably as his friend’s failure. “Whooo man, Mizu you should’ve came with me and Kari to train with Shusuke sensei, he taught us chakra flow which is almost like an advanced version of chakra control” as he then began to demonstrate before taking a quick glance at Mizumi and smiling jumped across to latch onto the same wall Mizu had stuck and on contact landed perfectly on it and wit his jump in mid-air already formed the needed chakra to his feet to land on the wall. After his landing he made a quick full speed run on the wall the and he traveled like he was running on the regular normal surface signifying he mastered the control part with ease, He then ended his example by jumping off the surrounding walls downwards in a pinball like manner latching to each wall before landing on the ground his friend Mizumi landed on. Upon reaching the floor he told Mizu “We’re pretty much on the same part really I just kinda tried to perfect this part before going on to the next to complete it. Unless you’ve put your affinity in a weapon before… Have you?”

Dageki: Mizumi had failed miserably; as he often did when trying to learn and master something new. But for some strange reason, this didn'd discourage him, at least noth this time around. A fake smile rose to cover his lips as he rubbed the back of he head in embarrasment, knowing Kai had been watching the entire time. Mizumi had attempted to be a show off but was instead shown to be less profficient than Kai at it; well at least that specific section. Mizumi only had hopes of utilizing the techniques through his weapons, as he was growing more and more proficienct with Shurikenjutsu. Mizumi looked over to Kai, and watched carefully as he seemed to be the complete opposite of Mizumi in this scenario. He had no interest in the weapon part of it specifically, but had mastered the control through body parts as if it was nothing. He landed next to Mizumi in confidence, while Mizumi shrugged to show how much he didn't care that Kai was better than him in that portion. Kaiori had then parted his lips to speak, questioning Mizumi about his usage of the form of chakra control, asking him if he had yet learned to flow it through a weapon. | "Well. No not really. But you of anyone should know that's what I'm here for. That's the only reason I want to learn the stupid thing anyway.." | He said slightly irritated, before grabbing those 3 shuriken he had just placed back into his pouch and pulling them out once more, grabbing them tightly and placing each between a finger in his right hand, before flicking his wrist delicately, showing an adept mastery over the art of throwing. The three shuriken cured around a nearby light post, and severed the heads of a small family of birds, before whistling off into the distance with speed, and landing with an echoing sound of metal hitting concrete. | "See. Shurikens aren't a problem. |

KaioriSama: Kaiori after skillfully dashing down the wall landscapes in an almost flawless motion showing his proficient use in the art of chakra flow he lands near Mizumi to question him about the chakrac control studies he has reached so far. Mizumi then said in response "Well. No not really. But you of anyone should know that's what I'm here for. That's the only reason I want to learn the stupid thing anyway.." Mizumi’s words resonated with Kaiori’s thoughts as he completely agreed with the second part of the statement. He felt as if he could incorporate his lightning affinity along with his Lightning Shift Technique into his bow and arrow he could show his versatility in the element possibly surpassing his father who’s skills he barely knew about even after doing intense training with him. He then witnessed Mizumi grab three shuriken from his ninja tool pouch and grasp them skillfully and threw them at a flock of birds which the end result was an accurate decapitation of the small bird family. “Oooo, hurtful but accurate” Kaiori said in response to the mere assassination of the birds in a testament in Mizumi’s skills. “Well Mizu since I’m slightly interested in the art of flowing your chakra affinity through objects how about we head to the training grounds and take this chakra flow thing and put it to the next level, huh?” Even though it was a question Kaiori knew with all his heart and mind that Mizumi would never decline such a great offer therefore Kaiori without waiting for his best friends response said “I’ll be waiting at the spot, you know.” Kaiori then dashed off onto a rooftop in the stale Kirigakure atmosphere heading towards the cherished spot between his comrades.

Dageki: Mizumi had indeed shown his skill in shurikenjutsu by utilizing his ability to throw them, to easily end the lives of a few birds nearby. His ability to throw shuriken was greatly noted, but his ability to flow his chakra through them was non existent. The only thing close to that he had was gale palm, which wasn't really a thing, besides using a gust of wind to enhance the trajectory and speed of the weapons themselves. But what if, he could actually find a way to flow his chakra through his shurikens; he would then have the privelage of being well versed in many areas of weapons and his wind ninjutsu. He was already growing to be extremely proficient in its usage, able to utilize his wind chakra in ways people twice his age couldn't. He sat and thought about it, realizing that he would truly be skilled if he got this down pact. He heard Kai's words, who was asking to meet him at a training area that was their usual spot. Mizumi began to think on it, not because he had intentions to decline, but because the training grounds was such a walk from here and he was being slightly lazy. He reached to attempt to grab Kai's collar, to stop him from leaving after he said "I'll met you there..." Mizumi would grab his collar in an attempt to stop him from leaving, and then pointing all around him, flocks of birds flying around the collection of rooftops; their numbers in large masses due to the number of bodies littered throughout the village on a daily basis. If Kai would stay, Mizumi would begin to rant: | "Why go to a training ground when this is the perfect training ground? The perfect spot. Perfect, smaller, moving targets all around. Plus, there's way too many birds in the village as of late. We owe it to them for feasting on our dead, while half of us still starve. Don't tell me you have a soft spot for the animals.. I thought I taught you better than that, kid. Look. the key is knowing your element's properties. Lightning is concussive, quick; it paralyzes, and is all about streams and connecting, "chains" if you will. Wind however, is silent, potent in only one shape and form and that's offensive. It can only be used to increase cutting properties, possibly longevity and range, and even more. My Dad taught me that at least. But if you take those things into account, you should have no problem doing it right!" | He said, as he spoke to Kaiori in somewhat of an older brother tone, seeing as though he was about a year and a half older than him, and a bit taller too. He would place his hand onto Kaiori's head, before drawing more shuriken from his pouches. He threw them towards a light post, attempting to focus his chakra enough to cause the shuriken to cut directly through. The shuriken met with the wooden post and pierced about 2 inches deep, the faint green glow the possessed fading after reaching their target. Mizumi snapped his fingers in somewhat of a "darnit", type of motion, while waiting for Kai to pull out his bow and take aim at the crows.

KaioriSama: Kaiori just about ready to go to the usual training spot was halted by Mizumi who grabbed him by his collar. Kaiori was in all honesty slightly confused on why he would do such a thing as for when Mizumi grabbed him he turned his head and gave Mizumi a highly confused looked with one of his eyebrows arched over the other. Then Mizumi began to speak about the surroundings around the immediate area they were in and then go on about how this was the perfect training spot at the moment for them. Kaiori then let out a huge sigh telling Mizumi “Uhm sure… I guess, you’ve been acting a little iffy today, like beyond the typical Mizumi-ish iffy.” Then his longtime friend Mizumi began to speak to him in a more adult-like tone more as if he were talking to a subordinate instead of his friend. This tone even though the words from his mouth were completely innocent, that one singular point which was his tone threw Kaiori off completely. Kaiori in his head made out that Mizumi just because he had a slight age advantage thought he was superior to him and that to Kaiori wasn’t the case at all. What sealed the deal was when Mizumi’s hand touched Kaiori’s head which in turn made Kaiori flustered and in turn angered. Mizumi then began to throw his shuriken into a light post with the sole attempt to put his chakra into the shuriken, Kaiori could tell from when they were thrown they had a faint green glow emanating from them but the power was the just the same as any normal shuriken. Kaiori then moved Mizumi’s hand off of his head quickly and forcefully and said in a disguising manner “Heh, yeah you’re right Mizu, I have a soft spot for the animals, why shoot them those who feel pain when you could just do this….” Interrupting himself he then formed the Ox, Ram, Monkey, and Dragon seals once more and afterwards extended his right hand out while using his left to pull out his bow and through his right hand appeared a lightning chakra dense arrow who’s figure was reminiscent to that of a real arrow only with constant lightning pulsing throughout the arrowhead and the shaft. He then placed the arrow onto his bow which was wielded by his left hand and almost quickly seeming to do it off of complete glance shot his arrow towards the same area in the light post Mizumi threw his shuriken. The arrow dashed through the air at a swift speed and upon impact with the shuriken completely split it in two and directly pulsated through the light post going on even further into the building walls where it vanished from their sights. Kaiori did this to mainly show his assertiveness to Mizumi as he was not to be treated as anything but an equal to him. He then finished his interrupted sentence by saying “…. And not hurt any real person at all.”

Dageki: Mizumi enjoyed messing with Kaoir, since he knew that he hated being the youngest. It was quite easy for Mizumi to naturally take an oppressive tone with him, as if he was over him. As much as he viewed him as an equal, Mizumi had a new-found confidence due to his own recent training. He was getting stronger and stronger by the day and could actually see progress. He was just hoping he was ready for the exams. Just seconds before, he had thrown shuriken into the light post, in an attempt to put his wind chakra inside of it in order to increase its cutting capacity. He was hoping that it would go right through but sadly it couldn't. He didn't let this upset him, seeing as though it was his first time even trying it and he was already somewhat a natural of it. Kaiori stood to his side, showing expressions that proved to Mizumi that he didn't like how he was speaking to him. it was quite funny, but was mostly a tactic to get Kai to show his skills at their best ability. It only took a few second after Kai had decided to stay in place, for him to reach and grab his bow; but before he could even grasp an arrow, chakra began to formulate in the shape of one, pressed gently against the string of his bow. He pulled the bow's hair back with great strength, the length of the wire extending as the potency of the lightning grew as well. In a quick succession, the arrow was launched forward, towards the same light post Mizumi had targeted previously. Mizumi watched as it flew at literally, lightning speed, towards the post. it pierced the direct target and entry point of where his kunai had gone, and carried enough strength to follow through to the other side and into the building behind. | "Eh.. That doesnt count. That's a technique, a clan one at that!- that's not the same as simply strengthening a weapon with your chakra like I tried to do! Regardless, it was pretty cool. | Mizumi had chosen to give Kaiori a compliment this one time, seeing as though he was surprised at how much he was advancing in the usage of his hiden. | "My clan was once known for their own hiden. Though in the past generations, no one has been seen using it. Its like the knowledge of it just.. vanished. " | he said, while somewhat upset that his clan was literally missing a puzzle piece. He diverted his attention from that subject and back onto his training. Reaching out to grab 3 more shuriken, he launched them with great strength and ease; a green coat of chakra influenced all of them. As they made contact with the post they shredded against the wooden surface, grinding it to bits as it pierced straight through, landing somewhat behind. | "See. Skill.” |

KaioriSama: Kaiori still slightly upset but now feeling as if he’s in a more superior standpoint looked at his friend Mizumi with the cockiest look he could ever put on. Mizumi responded to the showing of his new technique Lightning Shift: Arrow by saying "Eh... That doesn’t count. That's a technique, a clan one at that! That’s not the same as simply strengthening a weapon with your chakra like I tried to do! Regardless, it was pretty cool.” Kaiori then thought in his head “Heh, Mizumi giving me a compliment, the world is ending” he then in real life started chuckling and then after his chuckle responded to Mizumi’s accusations about his technique “You’re right but chakra flow is hard the most lightning I was ever able to generate through my arrow was a little spark, when I could just take advantage of my lineage’s jutsu and make use of it.” Mizumi then went on about his clan’s hiden but this caught Kaiori’s attention for he was never informed by Mizumi before about the fact that they had a technique like that. All Kaiori ever thought about him and his dad were that they were skilled in the arts using tools and the gunbai that they both wielded were great examples of it. “Hmm that’s deep Mizu…. I hope one day you’ll be the one to recover because just like most of those techniques it takes special blood to do it and you already filled out that box.” After hearing his words Mizumi suddenly began to grab three more shuriken and perform the same attempt from his previous try adding his nature to the shuriken. He then threw them in which they made contact with a wooden surface. On contact they actually shredded the wood and pierced through it planting itself on the harder surface behind it. Kaiori could do nothing but look in approval as he saw he was getting better in putting his element inside weapons for increased power. Kaiori then tried to replicate this event the true way by grabbing a kunai out of his pocket and trying to pulsate chakra through the kunai with all of his effort. After about a good two minute struggle a blue chakra surrounded the kunai and grew with lightning sparks around it, which then immediately disappeared from Kaiori and Mizumi’s sight in an instant. Kaiori then sighed hard saying “Oh well….” “Well Mizu we’re not done for the day come to my house so we can refresh for a while and then we can come back out later and put chakra control to the test.” He then walked to his house expecting Mizumi to follow suit.