Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-25687356-20160506032500/@comment-24937485-20160511012127

Her weapons were plucked from the air before they ever hit the ground as her fragile, kneeling, body found itself slung over his shoulder as Kei kicked off in a body flicker, leaving naught but a small updraft of dust in his wake. The way she spoke and her physical state… she didn’t have much time. He clearly recognized t in her eyes when she spoke of Keldran; that last glimmer of hope that people cling onto before knowing that their lives are coming to an end.

“Sarutobi-San. Now… now more than ever you have to tap into that ever surging pool of hope. That well of unwavering pride that never falters. That divine strength that allows you to walk even when you have no legs left. That will of fire that lives so clearly inside you that I can see it with my Sharingan. Drin from that fire, bathe in the fire, become the fire. Don’t give up.”

In thought; -You simply know too much. You’ve got to keep breathing until all necessary information is extracted. This should keep her going for now. After all… aren’t those emotions of hope the very foundation of our current age of ‘prosperity.’- He shook his head at the last of his thoughts, knowing there was little prosperity in death and destruction. Yet they were both necessary to attain peace, he knew that, and he wanted that. So in a way… he wanted her to live more than he realized himself.

“Just hang in there.”

Now standing atop the broken remains of a watchtower, Kei’s crimson hues gazed out over the village from an eagle-nest perspective. He could clearly see it… in the distance… the ominous grasp of a humongous cloud of pitch black that began to swallow sunagakure’s walls before sudden tendrils of bright fire lashed out here and there; ever shrouded by the lingering smoke. It all looked lie a scene taken directly from a nightmare which envisioned the end of the world.

Kei closed his eyes and inhaled slowly. He knew what he had to do

Another body flicker brought him to the group of Sunagakure men that were surrounding a still fighting Keldran. Kei walked over to the first officer he saw and bowed his head respectfully while laying out Seika, expecting medical treatment immediately for the efforts of Konoha.

“I am Kei Uchiha, of the Hidden leaf. Please, one of your medical Nin. Her information might be crucial for our survival. Get her somewhere safe if you can.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">After making sure that Seika was taken care of, Kei would push himself through the spectators to watch the clash of titans taking place; blowing fierce winds and sand into the crowd with each collision. But where most shinobi stood covering their eyes, Kei only stared ahead, ever keeping track of the combatants before doing something he wasn’t ever seen doing. But he did it now, cause there was a unseen bond that bound these two polar opposites as they were truly one of the last hopes present, outside of Sunagakure’s forces.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">“Keldran! Sunagakure needs you, these men need you, but most of all… Seika. She’s currently taken cake of but she might not make it. She told me to tell you good luck… but I cannot say such a thing cause luck is the last thing we can rely on.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">At this point, Kei’s voice would only vaguely be heard in the background as Keldran and the others continued in combat.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">“You got to finish this! NOW! Seika needs you with her to pull through. We need to know what she knows, and her ability, because we can’t focus on a foe outside the gates when we have foes inside the gates. She’s the only sensor who knows which signal to search for.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">Unless the fight was already done, Kei knew that he’d only be heard as a whisper even though he was shouting at full capacity. He was very well trained when it came to the psyche of a warrior, a fighter. He knew how men could rise to heights unheard of through the emotions inside their heart, Whether true or not, Kei’s words sought to awaken exactly this effect in his brave hearted ally.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">“She needs you! We need you! Let your heart flow through your sword and cleanse the world in an ocean blue!”.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">Kei then turned around to see what possible defenses were raised while his black eyes scanned the distance. His sharingan were useless outside the smoke, and this wasn’t the time to dive inside as was usually his tactic when it came to fighting in the dark; where he was known to never lose. But against these odds, Kei was aware that he didn’t stand a chance going in blindly.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt"><span style="font-size:9.0pt; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";color:#141823;background:#F6F7F8">“We need a chokepoint to fight them, on our terms, on our ground. Is there any such place here? What are your current strategies?” –Kei asked of the Sunagakure Shinobi knowing that their earth style jutsu would come in handy there. “We can’t let ourselves be drawn out into the smoke… into the open… they are expecting us to do so and will slaughter us like rats. But we can’t let ourselves be trapped either. We need to strategically counteract their current actions, immediately.”. From how stern he spoke it was clear that Kei wasn’t any 16 year old. He had the wisdom and clarity of mind required to make split second calls even when none of the current scenario of lurking battle matched the one-man assassin style of combat which he usually preferred. Thinking; -I’ve got to find my time to strike… until then… we have numbers to dwindle. Or we’ll simply have to fight to our death in order to allow civilians to evacuate.-