Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24937485-20161021200504/@comment-24937485-20161021200519

: Rena was walking on the forest path, leaves slowly falling and spinning to the ground. She never came to this area, as it was always populated by other Genin, but she had heard that most of the Genin were busy today doing something important. {It is much more beautiful without the sound of metal striking metal,} she thought, as her hand reached to catch a leaf in her open palm. She stared at it momentarily, then tightened her grip. The leaf crumbled, being something fragile. She had reached the training field, and was melancholy as she breathed in, taking the sweeter scent of fall into her nose. She breathed out, and looked around. Yes, there was definetely nobody here. It was a perfect day to practice without people... staring. She feared being judged above all; she didn't want people to see her Kekkai Genkai. She was sure they would find it disgusting, hence was why she never had a training partner.





Opening one eye from his vantage point atop a large branch that was kept from view by an abundance of orange colored leafs that were yet to ‘fall’, a young Shinobi let his gaze drop down to the training fields below him where he thought he heard some movement. At first he couldn’t really make out anything through the shivering branches toyed at by a gentle wind. “Must’ve been dreaming.”. And he settled back into his relaxed position of laying against the wide trunk that supported his back and many more large branches as it was one of the highest trees surrounding this training area. One could call it his favorite spot as he was often found here, chewing on a blade of grass, before or after his training sessions. Then again, he opened the eyelids to his right hue which revealed to be a bright blue as the sound of footsteps perked his hearing. This time more loud, he actually leaned up into a crouch and sluggishly crawled over the long branch until he sat directly above a girl who he hadn’t seen before. About 8 yards of altitude between them, he merely sat in place silently with both hands resting on his knees as he seemed to have no problem with heights. The branch, however, did have a problem with him sitting on its most faraway point from the trunk, which, combined with gravity caused for a sudden ‘Crack’ noise to originate right below Zwolf’s feet and 8 yards above Rena’s head. Little did they both know that, should they not react in time, faith would bring them together in an unorthodox manner as the tip of the branch broke off and caused Zwolf to fall down on a path that’d lead him to land directly on top of Rena were she not to respond in a way to prevent this. Zwolf, however, had this drowsy look on his face of someone who is not yet awake enough to grasp the full scale of things as his blonde locks waved around him during that quick descent. “Heads up!”



: Rena had been minding her own business, finally having reached the training field when she heard a loud crack, and a, "Heads up!" Rena looked up, and in her current mode of thought, she knew she would not be able to move in time. Making the quick handsign required, she built pressure against her skin, and blood burst from her arms, leaving gaping, open wounds. Streams of her blood reached out for the boy, enveloping his body and attempting to make a firm catch. Rena, however, was not used to carrying extra weight and with the speed of his impact, her jutsu shattered, causing him to fall regardless. She shielded her head with her hands, preparing for the inevitable situation that was him falling on her.



Looking slightly surprised in his current upside down position a he tumbled down towards the ground he saw the girl react in time to form a handseal before his spinning motion took his sight away from her and that’s when he suddenly felt it… a warm mass that moved to surround and grab him before he fell down upon her. For a moment he thought it’d actually help him before he noticed it was a liquid, and purple. “An attack?”. He wondered as he raised his arms defensively only to drop straight through the liquid substance that did next to nothing to catch him in its current state. Taken aback by these sudden happenings Zwolf’s expression took a turn for the serious as he seemed properly woken up now, ready to get down to business, only to then clumsily land on top of this mysterious girl. Luckily her blood had at least slowed him down a little so the drop wouldn’t be as painful as it was annoying. And after the dust had settles, Zwolf would be seen seated on top of her back seeing as the impact most likely would’ve toppled her. His face read an apologetic and charismatic smile as he rubbed the back of his head and chuckled before standing up saying. “Thanks for the soft landing.”. Before reaching down to extend her a hand to help her stand up, meanwhile looking at her with his big blues and a cheeky smile. “I’m Zwolf. I don’t remember seeing you back at the academy. But you don’t seem much older than me. Or wait….”. After she’d be back on her feet he brought an index-finger up to his lips in pondering, while thinking back to the year before he graduated and recalled something about a pretty girl with weird hair who he had seen getting pushed around by peers every now and then, but he wasn’t too sure. Also, he was still distracted by the thoughts of that weird liquid just now. “What was that…” he thought out loud while pacing back and forth a bit before realizing he must’ve been looking a bit weird doing that, straightening himself in front of her with a serious look in his eyes and a flamboyant curl to the corner of his lips, listening to her reply.





She felt it as he landed on her, but at least he didn't feel pain. She knew that if she had hardened the blood to protect herself, he would have got hurt a little more than she would like. She almost groaned as he got off her, feeling a lot lighter. "Thanks for the soft landing!" The boy said, as he extended a hand to her. She stared at it for a moment, but nodded to herself silently and took it, allowing herself to be pulled up. The boy continued to talk. "I'm Zwolf. I don't remember seeing you back at the academy. But you don’t seem much older than me. Or wait...." Rena almost raised her eyebrow. She had been in the academy, just like everyone else, even if she hadn't talked much or had friends. She recognized his face; he was a graduate. She slowly filtered her blood back into her system, trying to make her actions inconspicuous. "What was that..." He seemed to be pondering his thoughts out loud, and from the expression on his face, Rena could tell he was thinking about what she had just done. She panicked, wanting him to forget it, and so she replied; "It was nothing. You simply fell on me. And, you're welcome." With that, she turned on her heel, shaking. Surely he would react in disgust if he knew what had touched him, surely he would treat her as if she was disgusting. She refused to endure a humiliation such as someone finding out what she could really do, and that she wasn't useless overall. She preferred being known as useless rather than a freak.



Nestling his fingers in his thick locks of hair as he brought them to rest behind his head, Zwolf tilted his head as he looked after her a bit confused. He had been quite the popular boy during the Academy, comparable, although he looked more like a beach boy from his sun-tanned skin and blond hair, to a Jock-level of fame when it came how he was treated by his peers who often looked up to him because of his brash personality, confidence, and ‘feel-good’ good looks. Having left many girls valentines gifts recruited little less than six month ago Zwolf wasn’t used to getting this little attention. But that wasn’t the reason why he was surprised, because in all actuality Zwolf was nowhere as superficial as one might assume him to be. There was something up with this girl, something was troubling her, and he felt this urgency to help her that called out within the very depths of his soul. Compassion, would be the best word to describe what he felt at watching her walk away his imagination surrounding her by a visible veil of shadow that represented the loneliness he felt emanating from her. “Guess I can’t just let her walk away huh?”. He looked up at the sky as he asked this seemingly to no one at all while thinking about his mother, who always used to give the best advice when it came to girls. “Hey!”. Zwolf called out after Rena as he ran up to her with a boyish bounce to his step and placed a hand on her shoulder to forcefully, but with caring intent, pull her around to face him while panting a little. “Hey! I’m sorry ,alright? But since we’re both here what do you say we train a little? You can treat me to some food afterwards, alright?”. The way he looked at her with a big comforting smile suggested that he did have some questions, but wasn’t going to pry into her personal life, instead opting to try and lift her spirits up a bit by treating her like he thought everyone should be treated; with kindness and respect.





: "Hey!" The boy called as she walked away. She chose to ignore him, hoping that he was talking to someone else. Such was not the case; he was talking to her. Again, the boy repeated himself, but this time, he touched her, grabbing her shoulder and pulling him towards her. He was out of breath. "Hey! I'm sorry, alright? But since we're both here what do you say we train a little? You can treat me to some food afterwards, alright?" The boy had a huge smile across his face, and it scared Rena a little. She felt pressured; if she was to train with him... fine. She'd do it. If it meant he'd stop bothering her and get the humiliation out of the way, then this was the moment to do so. She turned to him, determination in her eyes. She'd see how much of a friend he wanted to be when he saw her Kekkai Genkai. And hell, she didn't even belong to a clan! How weird was it to have a Kekkai Genkai despite not having a clan?! "All right. I'll train with you. But, if I win, then you have to treat me to food afterwards."

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<p class="MsoNormal">~What’s with that strong will?~ Zwolf awkwardly asked himself while looking at the girls eyes, forcefully maintaining his smile as a shiver ran down from his spine. The way she went from withdrawn to being in his face and to the point kind of took him aback. “Well then… I guess we have a deal!” He said, quite loudly, with his brash voice as he rolled his arms around to loosen his shoulders while walking away from her until there were about 5 empty yards of grass in between them and he turned around. Yet where one might offer some kind of introduction before jumping right into the action, Zwolf did the unpredictable, a mental token from his days spent training with Asher, and immediately opened the offense as soon as he turned back to face her. His hand revealing a single kunai that was now on its way, through the air, at high speeds yet it wasn’t aimed for her and instead sought to hit the ground directly in front of her feet before Zwolf made the snake handseal and smirked. While walking away from her earlier he had prepared this kunai by wrapping a smoke tag around the handle, out of her sight, in order to surprise her now. A large expansion of smoke exploded out of the tag and it’d grow to spread over a 5 yard radius around her while Zwolf took a few steps back to remain out of its circumference while pressing his hands together in the ram handseal. For now he didn’t seem to activate any jutsu as he was seemingly waiting for her reaction. His ears perked for the sound that her feet would have to make when walking over the many dried out leaves that covered the training field.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Rena was silent as the blood flowed out of her open wounds. She knew to move in any direction would be to alert him as to her location, so she stepped onto a small foothold she created out of her blood. She continued creating, one after the other, hardening them to make them stable. She walked upwards, nearly out of the smoke, but just inside of it enough to be unseeable through the smoke. She created a platform for both of her feet. She weaved her handsigns, dipping her kunai into her blood as she whispered; "Blood Style; Blood Rememberence." She flung six kunai, one after the other, in his direction, but each one a little off of the other, with the last two in the range she assumed he would jump. If he was going to play with smoke, then she'd need to feel him, not see him. She awaited his reaction as the kunai sped towards him, remaining inconspicuous as she dropped to a lower platform within the mist. Even if he had originally intended to use this to his advantage, she would turn that around.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“True Sight.”. Not a whisper, his voice was clear as several shadows rushed out of the smoke, and that instant he activated an ability unique to his Kekkei Genkei which had been the subject of rumors amongst many a peer. He too was not part of any clan, but rather a family who was never known for producing special Shinobi of any kind but rather for their skill in trade. At least before they died. As such it was very unusual for him to have inherited a bloodline specific mutation of which there were no records within the whole of Konoha. It gave him enigmatic powers that dealt with speed, or something, Zwolf wasn’t really sure yet but he had almost instinctively been able to use the following technique ever since awakening his KG. Not much about him changed except that his eyes began to glow blue. While to his perception a whole lot changed as he could clearly count the six Kunai that flew out of the smoke as if they were floating through the air rather than flying. Three of them coming his way, he had time enough to look for a way out and he did by turning his body sideways so as to pass in between the opening of projectiles all the while grabbing one of the airborne Kunai. As he did, however, his eyes began to flicker for a moment before the light completely faded away. He was stuck with a sudden headache that took his concentration away and dispelled the jutsu. “Damnit… not again.”. A line of blood coming from his upper right arm noted that even though his vision allowed him to see more than normal his body was in no way fast enough to make full use of it, as one of her Kunai had made for a successful cut. ~I can see everything move slower including myself. I need to find a way to speed my body up like my vision if I am to make full use of whatever this power of mine is.~. Mentally debating with himself, Zwolf already had begun to run ahead and into the smoke following the direction there he guessed the six Kunai came from, while gladly noticing that the headache had begun to fade away. ~Let’s hope that works out better next time. Now… where is she?~. He asked himself while throwing the stolen kunai back at where he guessed she was before noticing her silhouette 3 yards away in the thinning smoke, seemingly not standing on the ground, causing his earlier thrown Kunai to fly past just below her feet. Not sure of whether she saw him too, he brought his hands together once more and used the body flicker technique in order to travel fast, especially over so short a distance, so that he’d be airborne beside her within the blink of an eye. His body already rotating while he threw his right leg up in a roundhouse kick aimed to send her down to the ground on a diagonal line. “Peekaboo.”

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<p class="MsoNormal">A kunai pierced through the mist, but seeing as the ones she sent were cloaked in her own blood, she was easily able to dodge it, no prediction required. Any kunai she threw would have this unique response. However, when it came to the boy, she felt him before she saw him. She just barely reacted, as he seemed to change position in a split second. Her blood was confused, but she could still feel him. His foot grazed against her chest, and she stumbled backwards, unable to hold her position on the small platform which broke. She rolled over as she fell onto the ground, lessening the impact of the fall. The leaves crinkled and broke underneath her weight; she was slightly winded from the height she was at, but there was no pain. She cursed herself for stumbling, as tentacles of her blood flew out of her body. She'd never been in an intense situation like this, but her body knew how to react. Although she was close enough to him already, barely three feet away, she ran towards him, the tentacles extending to attack. She hardened them as they moved, and skidded around him coming face-to-face. "Touche," she replied, digging her nails into her palms and preparing for any sort of taijutsu he may want to use while in close-range. She stared straight into his eyes, boldly, as she attempted to pierce a part of him with the two tentacles extending from the wounds on her arms.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Watching her fall to the ground Zwolf’s eyelids parted in worry, as he too descended. “Are you ok?”. He asked, obviously concerned but his concern was given no time as the girl cursed at herself and then something strange happened. That same substance, it came out of her wounds to form thick tendrils of what must be blood. For a moment he wondered whether that wouldn’t be painful but then also remembered that he hadn’t seen her flinch or heard her cry out even once. She didn’t seem like the other girls, even though some of them were tough too. “Those look kinda… dangerous.”. He said while raising his hands defensively and quickly dashing back away from her tentacles. Eventually clearing what little smoke remained, Zwolf would’ve been hit three times by the tips of her tentacles if she had continued to chase after him and pierce him. They left a bleeding wound, skin-deep, on his upper arms and one on his chest that was a little deeper as he had lost his footing once which caused him to miss-position before he had hastily dashed back from another strike. “You’re not joking around, are you?”. Even though he was bleeding, Zwolf grinned and clasped his hands in the Ram seal again, causing his eyes to glow a bright blue, and not wasting a second he ran back at her. By now he had noticed that he was faster than her, although not by much, but now that he could clearly see the movements of her tentacles he felt more comfortable about going in and did so perhaps too casually. Even so, he’d close the gap quickly while grabbing a kunai in both hands, now but a few feet away from her.

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<p class="MsoNormal">She knew that he would be surprised if he were to see the Kekkai Genkai, and she expected a different expression on his face when he saw the origin of where the tentacles came from. Instead, the boy raised his hands and commented on how dangerous they looked before putting distance between them. Could he not see what they were?! Anyone else would have thought it disgusting. Didn't he know that the kids called her disgusting? By the time she was fully enraged, the smoke had already cleared and she'd hit him three times,  and she was also panting heavily. She was being careless; her tentacles had extended too far. She withdrew blood into herself, shortening them. She couldn't use it like this consecutively; for as long as she had been, it was already dangerous enough, so she subsided the use of the shortened tentacles, putting her energy into re-populating her blood supply. She took this short time to observe his wounds; they were deep, and they looked nasty. She had a short hesitation period, where tears welled in her eyes when she realized the damage she had done out of rage. They looked painful. What surprised her, however, was when the boy grinned. With a handseal, his eyes began to glow a bright blue, which mesmerized her beyond words. She shook it off, but she felt dizzy. There was no possible way she'd be able to continue using Blood style without collapsing, so she'd need to resort to close-combat. As he came close, she gave up on attacking him at medium-range, completely sucking the tentacles back inside of her body. "Come at me." She said, calmly, preparing for hand-to-hand combat. Even if he had a kunai, the blood on her hands would rub off on him, and she'd place blood spikes on top of his skin. She knew that her weakness was emotion; she didn't want to hurt him, but if she didn't take him seriously, then what use was deciding to show her Kekkai Genkai anyways?

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<p class="MsoNormal">He could see it clearly now, the odd-colored blood as it withdrew into her wounds and immediately he dropped his Kunai to the floor as he had only drawn them to start countering those tentacles. Yet he didn’t stop his advance as he closed in the final distance, spread his arms, and wrapped them around her in a bear hug, so tight, that if successful she wouldn’t be able to move an inch as he’d tackle her hard enough to send them both flying but he made sure to alter his positioning so that he was the one to take the fall as she’d land on top of him. It was odd, the way this brash young boy seemed to be able to feel the loneliness she was feeling deep inside her. The way she was willing to keep fighting even when she was obviously tired, it made him respect her but also feel sad a he wondered what in the world had made her like this. His warmth would be overflowing like that of a small sun before he suddenly opened his mouth and began laughing, louder, and louder, as if finding some weird kind of humor in the whole situation. “Since I hit the ground first, I guess that means I’m paying uuuhm… I never did catch your name, did I?” He finally asked after sitting up a bit. ‘That power of yours is really awesome” He beamed and looked at her. “I think we’re both kinda unique huh?”. Acting as if they had known each other for a long time, and the odd thing was that it all came and felt natural.

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<p class="MsoNormal">She was surprised when he had dropped his kunai; she had thought that he would lunge for her. The blood on her palms slipped in surprise. She had open wounds that would be serious enough for a hospital if she didn’t have the ability to control her blood. Even more surprising, though, was his move to tackle her; she couldn’t move fast enough, and as such, ended up not being able to move away. He seemed to turn in the air, making it so she was the one on top. She felt embarrassed at the situation; she had never been in this proximity of a person, let alone a male. She could feel his body heat; despite the cold of fall, her blood was a heater, letting off a significantly hotter temperature. He felt colder to her, but regardless, she made no attempt to move away. She wondered how he was thinking, and why he would do something as strange as this gesture. The fact he would give up the fight for physical contact made her feel strange. As he laughed, she began to let out small giggles, although she held them back. “I’m Rena,” She replied, staring at him. “And... thank you. I’ve... never heard anyone speak that way about it. I like yours more, though, even if I don’t quite understand what it does... it makes your eyes look brilliant.” She smiled slightly back, not wanting to convey too much emotion. She felt comfortable in his presence; it was only when she realized that she was still sitting on him. She scrambled up, blushing at the contact that they had between one another, before losing her grip on her emotions. “Are you alright?! I seriously didn’t mean to hurt you as much as I did. I can pay for medical supplies, if you’d wish... if you don’t mind us eating together.” She glanced away, her face more heated than her blood.

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<p class="MsoNormal">He enjoyed the sound of her laughter as was glad to finally hear it. There was something special about her soul that resounded as she spoke her name which he repeated after her. “Rena… Rena… Rena….”. While smiling to himself as he liked the ring of her name, he didn’t enjoy hearing her hints to a negative past in which her powers weren’t appreciated. Not wishing to make her uncomfortable he instead addressed what she said about his. “To be honest, I don’t know what my powers do either. They seem to let me watch things happen faster or something, it’s hard to explain.” He said as the glow from his eyes vanished once more, chuckling to himself as she blushed and scrambled to her feet. “And I’m alright, don’t worry about me. What about yourself though? Those wounds look painful.”. Ripping off a part of his shirt he moved to wrap it around her arms without giving her much of a chance to reject.

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<p class="MsoNormal">She tried to ignore the way he repeated her name, as she knew she was already on the brink of overheating, and if her face was any more red, her blood would probably reach boiling point. She knew what her abilties did, unlike him, but she didn’t know their origin. It was then that he ripped off a piece of his shirt. She stared as he touched her wounds, not moving nor flinching. Then she laughed at his concern. “I can’t feel pain. They tell me my nerves have been shot, but if that was the truth, then I wouldn’t be able to feel anything. There’s a lot of pieces missing with their story...” She said, not emphasizing who she was talking about. She smiled at his gesture, though, warmly welcoming his actions. “Would you like to eat now? You can choose the place.” She nodded to the path ahead of them, littered with the colors of fall. Her cheeks were still red, but she was in control of her emotions.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“Their story?” He questioned after her. ~What could she possibly mean? Just who are you, Rena?~. Shaking his head, he let his gaze fall in a frown and clenched a fist. Something made him feel very protective and looking up at her it only increased. But her smiled made it impossible for him to do anything smile back. “I don’t know exactly what’s going on but I promise you that WE are going to find out! You can count on me, Rena.” Pocketing his hands in a casual manner, Zwolf began to walk off before stopping to look over his shoulder. “You coming? I’m feeling like barbeque.” Again flashing an inviting smile he’d wait for her to catch up and they’d both set off, the sun embracing them with its warm orange aura that emanated from the over the clouds.