Board Thread:Konohagakure/@comment-25955740-20181027233129/@comment-25955740-20181104190601

Interesting, that did not seem to be all from the young man. Had it been an error or had she been too slow? Neither. His tolerance towards pain was quite incredible, for someone of his age and she’d go as far as to say, even for someone who did not have the ability to utilize their chakra, he would do impressively against someone who could. Within the smoothness of her motions, the slowness in her movement did not allot her the ability to truly pivot on her foot and thus, she never went to spin as Yang went to follow up with his second kick. So, it was a finesse with a facade, that was clever. Accordingly, to Yang and his preparation, his initial kick to her abdomen had been countered with some type of ease, that he would’ve more than likely gauged and with that kick, he followed up with his other leg, aiming for what would be a weak point on just about any person, as breathing was a requirement and anyone off guard would’ve been fazed, right? Well. Anyone, but Ichijama.

Impacting against her neck, full force with the apparent ability to stop it, and for a moment, just a second before the impact, he could’ve found himself pride… For a second. As the moment his leg graced into her neck, he would’ve hit nothing short of a steel wall without even an inch of movement from her. Not a twitch. Not an inch. Not even her skin rippled. He was not released from her grip, he would also be able to notice, her body did not even echo or tense with impact, as if, he did not hurt her at all. From his own hit, if he did not have proper protection or comfort, he would’ve only been hurting himself. So. His assumption of her being able to protect one area at a time, that was wrong.

Without a second alloted to pass, her free arm extended upward with the now exposed and opened Yang, with a speed that would barely been spottable, even if so, quite impossible to dodge with him still in the air. It went to grab at his neck, with a gentle grasp, however quite firm and not easily broken, at least, it wouldn’t be for him. Thus, she would allow him not to hit the ground, but now, he was face to face with someone that he could not hurt and that should be quite clear now. “Is that it, Yang?” She questioned with bemusement. Breaking not her own smile, the hand upon his throat would squeeze just slightly, not to choke him, but to show him just how frail his own frame was compared to hers. In fact, how easily, she could just slip… and break his neck. It would just strain him slightly to speak.

Unlike Yang and unlike those he would’ve engaged or encountered, there was something quite different about her and if he needed prove, the area of her neck that he hit shifted a slight, like a snake beneath the skin and disappeared from sight. Lifting the young man in the air with the release of his leg, oh yes, she left herself open for him to attack her again as a proof that he did not have the strength or the technique to harm her, let alone faze her, in fact, he also noticed, she placed no offer in countering him or attacking him. Holding him up to her level, face to face, she leaned a bit closer in to his face. “'''You are talented in Taijutsu. I will give you this.'''” She stated. “'''However. You are worthless compared to me.'''” She said with listlessness, her voice once so cheery and friendly, turned empty. This was to crush his whole ‘badass’ thing going on here, while he was her mercy. However, it was not for cruelty, these words, but she had to break him in some way and emotionally seemed to be the best, feeding at something within him,

Despite the situation, Ichijama never once neglected Nene or Hanama, in fact, she did attempt to make hasteful glazes in their respectable direction, however, she wanted to appear egotistical and cocky. Giving them an opening of sorts. However, it seemed Hanama was the only one preparing something, she didn’t have to look upon him for more than a second to see that too. She’d admit to herself, Hanama and Yang had quite a bit of talent in them, it was this talent that she wanted to be impressed by more than their loose personalities. She was also sure Nene had quite a bit of talent too, but she may require a different way to tackle it. In truth. It was almost concerning, she feared for any other teacher that got them. Unless it was Tomomi, then she would’ve easily felt bad for these Genin. Hm. She should give him a visit.