Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-25955740-20170927024205

Quiet. The albino child pressed the lengthy cloth called her sleeve against her bright pink lips as violet hues stared upon the ebony haired female, she merely listened to all she had to say and within her mind, she started to think not just on this wolf situation, but a moniker for this Sup pung female. “ ... Sup Pung… Sagara… Sunara! ”. She seemed to be a well seasoned ninja, the hint was due to her status on the ship and where she slept at night, so, she has to be stronger, smarter and wiser; she was pretty aged. As soon as Sup Pung finished her little speech, there was small moment of silence as Liara moved her hand from her mouth, giving a painfully sweet smile; snapping her middle and index fingers as she spoke. “ I got it. I’ll call you Sunara-senpai! ” She cheered proudly, as if she just named her dog a fitting name And there it was, the moniker mixed with honorifics—Giving anything and everything a cutesy moniker of her design to paint her world the way she wanted to view it, a world she didn’t want to be scared. It was one of the many ways she coped with life after witnessing the demon invasion, most just didn’t understand it. She believed if she named something, revisioned and compared to something familiar, it’ll be just that, something familiar and not all that different, resulting in nothing to be scared of it, because it wasn’t foreign.   Among this cutesy announcement of hers, her right hand followed to her lower back to a hilt of a sword, as she gripped it, she pulled it—“ So. I have an idea. ” She mumbled to the behind the cloth of her sleeve, taking two steps backwards and stopping. Taking the tip of her sheathed Shingetsu, she started to draw in the dirt. Unclipping her sword from the belt it was attached to… It was quite pretty. This was Shingetsu, a steel blade that held itself one hundred and fifteen centimeters long. Attached to this hilt of this blade held to his scabbard was a long violet cord that seemed to led to a smaller blade held bound between her waist and pouch, concealed as well; most of the cord seemed to be neatly tied and tucked too. Drawing two lengthy thirty-six inched horizontal lines, both lined on eachother with thirty-six inches between the two lines as well, she finished it off by drawing two vertical lines; lining a perfect square within the dirt. “ He used the words against, group and neutralize. ” She started this off simple, using the three words that she found as keywords within this question of a situational event, along with the information from stories of hunters that went hunting, their food gatherers, they were more knowledgeable than most, but stories were stories and she could only count on the information so far. “ Against, he didn’t say we were ambushed, so we possibly have intelligence on the situation, wolves travel in packs of five to seven on average, I think and lastly. Neutralize doesn’t mean kill. So. I wouldn’t want to kill them, unless we’re hunting for food So. Here is the combat situation. ” Being cheerful in tone, Sup Pung could hear the focus and gentleness within it—Focused on the question and it’s answer, but gentle towards how she wanted to handle the animals, as she choose a pacifist route.   <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Drawing up two circles near the center of the square, she made a seven crosses around those circles and this was their combat situation—She’ll admit, she didn’t know much about combat and she wasn’t THAT smart, but she did know the basic things from the stories of her father and the stories of everyone else here; she was a trainee too. This is where she spoke more. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Natural selection likes to put the smartest and strongest on top, thus when creatures work in a pack or a group, they’ll be organized like this. At the beginning of the day, they are still instinctual hunters, now. You are a ninja and naturally, your prey is other ninja, as mere beasts are not issues for you, as they are for me. Thus. This will make this difficult for you. So we can apply teamwork. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Adding a Sup Pung’s moniker by her circle too, Sunara on the left and Liara on the right, three wolves behind them and four in front of them. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Moving forward, we encounter four wolves in the bushes, jumping at us, advancing within her space. We attempt to gain distance and flanking us, we have three more wolves, causing us to stop. When we look at this, we are pinched. This is our situational encounter. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She paused for a moment. Pointing between the two circles, she declared this their plan and spoke in a passion that almost seemed determined to not be placed on clean up duty. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Despite the pinch, our left and right are completely opened. So. Assuming we are on our guard at this point, we will be aware of our options, we’ll see this opening. Now. Once they go to pounce at us. I will drop a smoke bomb, this will cloud us and as your reaction, you will prepare your Starch technique thingy. As soon as I drop this, will go our separate ways. You left and me right, circling behind the four that pounced at us. You will use this.. Starch technique, trapping most of them. Those that are not caught. I will follow up with my Crescent Moon Beheading technique, using the blunt side of my blade and not being at full force.. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” As she explained this, she drew another square and changed a bit of the line up. Where they would currently be, adding a bit more detail, lines and circle around all of the symbols and then, narrowing her hues, she thought about something for a moment. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">However.. This will cause some of them to flee. Not all of them. Those that do not flee. We will personally have to kill. Meaning. Around two at most will stay out of desperate hunger. Meaning. Natural selection will have it them dying and us eating, despite the littleness of the meat they offer. Thus. We will kill them by means of bladed weaponry and be on our merry way back to the Final Shinobi Outpost. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Wrapping this up, she looked to Sunara-Senpai and smiled softly. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">How does this sound? Anything you will like to add? <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked.

<span style="font-size:6pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">P.S. I have had too many shots not to do this. Rest in peace my spelling and everything else I may have had until I posted. Bless this thread.