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Post by Hishime on Feb 26, 2008 20:08:04 GMT -5
Hishime lazily walked through the streets. There weren’t much people on the street, mostly because it was still early in the morning. A few people were opening their shops and gave her dirty looks as she passed by. She just simply glared at them, and continued walking.
She yawned silently and shoved her hands in her pockets. She suddenly stopped walking and took a deep breath before continuing her way towards the training ground, jogging this time.
‘I hope there’s someone who’s worth fighting..’ she thought silently to herself as she almost reached the training grounds. Still not seeing anyone, she decided to already start her training. She sighed lightly before starting to do push-ups, an emotionless look on her face.
She had been doing push-ups for a few minutes now, and didn’t remember how much she’s done already. Not like she cared anyway, she just continued with the same expression on her face.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 26, 2008 20:11:59 GMT -5
Naito sat in the tree watching the girl he counted that she ahd done 200 push ups in the few minuets she had been there his face layed hidden in the trees only his mysterious blue eyes could be seen he jumped down from the tree his long black hair flowing he looked at the girl and said "are you here for a fight or are you going to countinue with your push ups?"he looked at the girl his eyes looked emotionless but they seemed to draw in people
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Post by Hishime on Feb 26, 2008 20:21:13 GMT -5
Hishime slowly stood up as she heard an unfamiliar voice. She turned around, facing the boy with the same emotionless look on her face. “If you want to fight..” she started, her ocean-green eyes looking straight in his. “I’m ready..”
The black haired girl sighed lightly before jumping backwards, landing on safe distance. ‘This guy seems strong..’ she thought and smirked. She tied her shoulder-length hair up in a ponytail. She took a deep breath before getting in fighting stance, still not showing any emotion.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 26, 2008 20:25:00 GMT -5
He looked at her and yawned he said "Well I will let you start because I dont want this fight to end to quickly"he looked across the feild and then drew his sicle he put it into a deffensive stance he looked at her and thought 'she seems strong' he looked at her and gave a slight smirk and whispered "maybe I will have to use my jutsu"
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Post by Hishime on Feb 26, 2008 20:34:54 GMT -5
Hishime carefully watched the boy, following every single movement with her eyes. ‘Making the first move is usually in my disadvantage..’ she thought silently. She got out of her fighting stance and placed her hands on her hips. ‘Should I use a kunai?’ she asked herself in her head. ‘Nah..’
She heard him whisper something but couldn’t make out what he said. She also noticed his smirk and quickly scanned his body, but couldn’t see something strange about his stance. She just continued to look at him, automatically on guard, showing she wasn’t going to make the first move.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 26, 2008 20:39:04 GMT -5
he watched her and said "fine then I will make the first move"he took sevral shuriken and threw them towards her he smiled and thought 'the body and mind must work together to make a attack work correctly' he then kept his sicle drawn he was skilled at making traps and gen jutsu but he liked tai jutsu it was one of his favorite
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Post by Hishime on Feb 26, 2008 20:45:57 GMT -5
Hishime watched him throw the shuriken, a bored expression crossed her face. She jumped to the left, just before the shuriken would hit her. In her jump, she caught 2 shuriken and as soon as she landed threw them back at him. “Is that all you’ve got?” she asked in a cold tone, a small smirk crossed her face.
“C’mon” she started, with the same cold tone. “Don’t hold back.” Hishime smirked a little more, she wanted to see how strong this guy really was.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 26, 2008 20:51:58 GMT -5
he smiled as the chakra stringers were now attached to her he had made them attach to each shuriken some hit a nearby tree and they were now attached to her he formed sevral hand signs and said "fire style grand flame jutsu"soon that tree was ablaze then pulled her towards the burning tree and began to spin if she broke the line she would hit a burning tree if she kept conected she would be hit
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Post by Hishime on Feb 26, 2008 21:02:48 GMT -5
Hishime stayed calm as she noticed she was connected to the strings. Without thinking she managed to break the line and still appeared emotionless at she hit the burning tree. She didn’t make a sound and just pushed herself away from the tree, leaving a few burns on her arms.
She smirked a little more, knowing this guy was going to be challenge. Not like she cared, she’d always like challenges. She landing on her feet and pulled out a kunai. Not feeling like using a jutsu, she just waited for his next attack.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 26, 2008 21:16:40 GMT -5
He smiled and pulled out his sicle once again he tied a long rope about ten feet in legth and fairly thick he tied it threw the loop of the sickle he began to spin it he trew it at her and cut a bit of her hiar he took it and dived he burnt a third threw a third was left to the wind and a third was stomped under his foot he smiled and said "that is what I will do to your body"he began to throw the sickle at her again
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Post by Hishime on Feb 26, 2008 21:27:27 GMT -5
Hishime didn’t move as the sickle cut her hair, she didn’t care. She just stood there calmly, watching every of his moments. She grinned a little as she heard him speak and wasn’t scared at all. “Like I care..” she muttered quietly to herself, not caring if he’d hear her or not.
She smirked more as he threw the sickle again. Just before it would hit her, she ducked and rolled forward. As fast as she could, she raised her hand and caught the rope. She glanced at the sickle, making sure she wouldn’t get hit. She pulled the rope down with only half her strength. She could’ve cut the rope, but didn’t want to ruin such a good weapon.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 26, 2008 21:44:17 GMT -5
he smiled and let himself get pulled with his other hand he drew his sword he had and cut her arm saying "I see you are a brave one but you are also not ready for a fight where everything you have is on the line where those you love and all you have worked for can be lost"he pulled back the rope and brought his sickle towards himself
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Post by Hishime on Feb 27, 2008 9:34:35 GMT -5
Hishime quickly jumped backwards as the sword cut her arm, and landed on save distance. She watched the blood tickle down her arm and smirked. She listened carefully at his words before replying with the same cold voice. “I don’t care if I die..”
She lifted her arm and slowly licked the blood of her arm. There was blood on her cheek and lips as pulled away from her arm. ‘It’s not like my life’s worth anything..’ she thought with a somewhat sadistic look in her eyes.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 27, 2008 19:15:54 GMT -5
He smiled and chuckled and said "I could have fun now I guess since you feel like your life isnt worthy it shows in those eyes it as clear to me as the day that comes with the dawn"he took his sicle and put away his sword he swung it at a neary by tree and cut it down
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Post by Hishime on Feb 27, 2008 19:31:48 GMT -5
Hishime smirked a little more, this guy reminded her a bit of herself. She continued to watch his movements and frowned a little when he put away his sword. The young girl stayed calm and didn’t move as he threw his sickle and cut the tree. She watched it fall and jumped a few feet backwards, just in case. She wasn’t planning on falling for any traps again, though she knew she would sooner or later.
“Is that all you’re gonna do? C’mon man, I know you can do better” she said, laughing a little. ‘My turn’ she thought, smirking. She flickered away quickly and reappeared right in front of Naito. She grabbed his wrists, so it would be harder to use the sickle, and kicked him in the stomach with full power.
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