Board Thread:Kirigakure General RP/@comment-27960448-20170806013542/@comment-27960448-20170807020609

The curdling mist of the afternoon bought an immediate and foul distaste among them. No smile could be seen for a hundred miles in any direction, and especially not within the 100 yard radius of the swamp-like forest clearing. Mud would be up to their ankles if they were to take another step, outward, and as the time passed their emotions seemed to fuel that of a higher degree. Enshin's eyes hung low and peered with a sharp gaze of adherence, focusing completely on his ally, and no adversary Saisei. Watching intently, his field of focus never waivered and remained unbroken and steady. The Talker or so he described as Saisei, continued to rant like a discouraged child in a tantrum-like stage. His cockiness was something that was the same before and after his departure, claiming to show the difference between him and Enshin's progression. He was in for another thing entirely. Maybe before, maybe in some distant past Enshin would allow himself to be bested but here? now? Impossible. Not a sigle doubt fell through his mind as he analyzed the situation. Whilst talking, Saisei began to unveil a scroll, which, after using the unsealing technique, became a fair-lengthed katana in the palm of his hand. Such a fancifcul weapon. Good reach- Saisei had always been faster, always and even though he wasn't completely sure of what transpired in a year's time, Enshin was sure today was no different. He had to be precise, he had to be smart. As Sai found comfort in an unrelenting grasp upon his weapon, Enshin took the chance to use the hand that danced along his tanto's hilt to unsheath it completely. He held it in his right hand, backwards like a combat knife as if he had intentions to brawl with it. Seconds, and only seconds, passed, before Sai was sadistically kissing his blade, and then using a technique the lot of them should know all too well to hide in a thick mist.

'The "famed" killer hides? I am so surprised' | Sarcastically he drove his left hand to rummage through the back of his head and find locks of hair in the spaces between his fingers, that is, before the hand fell to his side and into his pocket, his blade cocked firmly to his side in his other hand. | 'Who have you been fighting to be so.. dumb? careless? I can't seem to find the word.' | Enshin's eyes shut for just a second, though his other senses were still peaked. He went back just under a minute ago at Sai's comment towards the death of Enshin's family. Irresistably a miniscule smirk grew over his lips at the thought of them, before his mind brought him back to the present. | 'You should know better than this. Such an effective technique, undoubtedly.. but when you surround a Mist ninja in that of which he was born in raised in.. what exactly IS the effect? I can't see you.. no.. no I can't. Fair enough. But this is an environemntal standard that not a single person hear has trouble withstanding. '| As he spoke his feet could be seen sinking into the ground beneath, and then his shin, followed by his knees, almost a half of his body submerged by what seemed to once be impassable, that was now, permeable. As it continued, and reared up to his shoulders and neck, he spoke once more. | 'The difference is.. you're there.. we just can't see you. That makes you able to be hit. However, when it comes to me.. how exactly do you hit.. - '| he paused for a brief moment to say one last phrase before his mouth and entire head were under the surface they stood on. |  - 'What's not there.. '

And in that instant he was completely gone, underneath the terrain as a transluscent substance, floating freely, stealthily. He traveled in the direction where he last saw Sai, just under the feet of mono-san- his chakra masked, his movements silenced, his actions.. unpredictable.