Moving On (open)

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Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Scarlet » Sun Mar 06, 2011 9:27 pm

Thank you.

Two words confessing appreciation were scratched on a note, then tucked under the edge of a book laying on a desk. The private study was probably still empty, the same way it had been left. It would probably be days before the note would even be discovered. Such was the result behind the mysteriousness of Kumoro's absences. Time only continues changing, shapeshifting the environment so that everything is unrecognizeable in the end. The shared affections were missing support. Yori didn't know how she knew this, the feelings still foriegn. This left her worried and doubtful. Not at all like the young woman she had been. Not the killer inside her. Doubts... They were the number one reason she was saying good bye to Suna. She almost succeeded in killing Kumoro. Came awefully close to either dying or killing Kumoro's friend. She put up with missions. While he was away, Yori tolerated the mortal populace. It was time to go. Maybe she'd eventually return one day, hopefully finding Kumoro in good health.

Looking down at the bobbing head and swaying body of a tan horse, Yori pondered if she should have furthered her farewells by telling Kumoro she left with a merchant. Technically, she was employed for the duration of the ride out of Suna. A spare beast of burden was entrusted to her, so long as she didn't really mind the extra luggage being carried with it. Bags of merchandise were tied down to the saddle making the whole ordeal a bit more uncomfortable.

It was nearing nightfall though. The group had been moving all day, only stopping to rest the animals from time to time. Yori was sore. She'd never really ridden these things before so everything from her waist down was numb. Groaning, she pressed her feet into the stirrups and stood in the saddle to stretch. At least only the ride was annoying. The people kept to themselves, quiet but ever watchful. Coupled with the stress of leaving someone important behind and riding endlessly under the fierce sun, Yori couldn't handle anything more without breaking something in someone's body.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Killswitch GB » Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:02 am

A light sense of grief set upon Riku. He left in a hurry and barely had enough time to converse and play with Kumoro. He had said his goodbyes' half a day ago and now was set out into the sun and sand. He didn't mind being without another person by his side, for that's how he'd rather have it. People annoyed him and usually sparked up his anger. Their common ideas and conversation of stupidity and ignorance often lead to the removal of their lives. There wasn't much individuals who he got along with but he was glad that he had met a new acquaintance. A girl name Yori. She seemed to be a friend of Kumoro's but he didn't know much more. Their fight left him more cautious in his movements and with more respect for her then he originally obtained.

His only company on this trip into the hot, unforgiving sands was a light-brown stallion. This magnificent, well toned beast used to be the servant and punching bag of a merchant that now laid his rigid, cold body in a pool of his own blood. This was last deed that done by Riku before leaving Suna. Animals were the only thing the always stayed truly loyal. His main faincy was horses though. During his studies before leaving Otogakure, he loved play and ride them, preferably bareback. This was something he was accustom to and wouldn't be a problem for the long journey's ride. The only need for rest was that of the animal's.

Not far off into the distance were a group people, maybe nin, maybe merchants. Riku wasn't sure who they were exactly due to all that could really be seen was there silhouettes. He desired food and was sure his companion needed a few provisions as well. He developed a plan. It was simple. He would first ask if they had anything to spare, and if they said no he would take it anyways and leave their bodies were they were. He clicked his tongue and the horse trodded off after them. After some time he began to notice one of the silhouettes transform into a familiar sight. It was that of a girl. Even though night ha began to fall, he drew closer and closer and could see her more clearly now. He could even feel her presence and knew exactly who it was. Yori.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Scarlet » Thu Mar 10, 2011 12:01 pm

Peeking through half-closed lids, Yori watched the horizon turn from a sandy brown to a shadowy light grey like that of her own eyes. So far nothing unique stood out to her, but if the merchants would be attacked by brave villains it would come at night. A shout rose up from someone behind her.

Alarmed, Yori turned in her seat to see what was going on. A rider was approaching. The multiples of hired bodyguards were lifting weapons, readying for a fight. They were even pulling away from their own clients and facing the approaching horseman forming a firm barrier. Eyeing the approaching horseman carefully, Yori thought she noted something familiar about him. Then, as a natural bit of caution she looked past the rider at the horizon. No danger. There was nothing on the opposite side of the merchant train either.

Nudging the horse in its side and tugging at the reins, Yori managed a sloppy turn around. With a kick to the sides the animal started trotting, approaching the line of bodyguards. It wasn't until after the beginning of the line drew nearer that she had no idea how to stop the thing. Silently ragin while desperately holding on, she shouted her message to the others as she kept riding by.

"It's only one rider! Get... back... to your... positions!

Bouncing on the horse's back she rode straight past the group, then fought to turn the horse around. The animal reared as it twisted on its back legs. It lowered its upper body then immediately leapt forward. The horse took off, galloping over the sand, its mane flying back in Yori's face. She came upon the other rider faster than he was approaching the train. Her own horse cut off the pair. Frustrated even more by her lack of skills, she pulled and used her legs to force the animal to turn again. Somehow she convinced the animal to circle the rider and his mount.

"Do you enjoy inviting trouble?" She glared at Riku. Her horse was beginning to slow its pace, tiring of the circles that were untintentionally getting tighter.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Killswitch GB » Sun Mar 13, 2011 6:32 pm

A line of body guards stood in Riku's path after a shriek of terror fled from what seemed to be a woman's mouth. Even though the sun had went to sleep for the day Riku could still see clearly. Did the queue of ignorant men want to harm him or just protect their mechandise. Either way Riku didn't care. Now that he knew Yori was with them, he couldn't take what was theirs without permission from her. He didn't by any means need it though for his feelings of each others rank after their last dispute was that of the same. He slowed his speed down to a dismal trott as he could see Yori breaking through the line that mearly 15 meters away from him. She caught up to Riku quick cut him off of his path with her horse. Riku quickly drew back the reins of his horse causing the beast to raise it's front hooves off the ground and stopping his movement. The animal and Riku stood still with only a few limb movements as Yori encircled them. He knew it was of no harm for if she meant any harm, she would of already done it. A short but hurtful inquiry came from her mouth and fell upon Riku's ears. "Aww you seem so happy to see me." Hints of sarcasm dwelled with the statement that came from Riku's lips.

Trouble? Hmm.. It did always seem that wherever Riku went trouble was right around the corner. He didn't mind it though. It gave him something to do on days where he was bored. "Are they friends of yours?" Riku asked as he petted the maine of his animal. His eyes were not focused on Yori but instead gave a sense of calmess towards both creatures. He didn't want them to freak out and send them both onto their butts. Riku's stomach still growled intensly as his desire for food grew higher. He still awaited Yori's answer before he would go charging off and taking what he wanted. His wandering days were taking a toll on him. He loved being able to go out and see different things and meet new peop but he still wanted a sense of consistency in his life. Things were always changing and for now that was okay but soon it will come to be nothing more than an annoyance.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Scarlet » Mon Mar 14, 2011 6:02 am

Dust settled while the horse finally came to a halt with its nose inches from the other's. Flattening its ears the mare made an attempt to bite the stallion, who raised its head to avoid the teeth. Yori reacted by pulling the mare's head away using the reins. She too glared at the other male. Her grey eyes narrowed, already thoughts of regret racing through her mind. Why hadn't she just killed him before? Why would she be happy to see him? Even though the sarcasm was duly noted, Yori wasn't all that chipper, especially when Riku turned up to distress the entire team of bodyguards in the merchant train who were now watching. She could feel their eyes on her back, creeping her out while angering her further.

Facing Riku, she cast her eyes to the horizon, simply giving the illusion that she was still staring at him. "If it weren't for Kumoro I would have killed you." Or died trying, she thought, recalling her poor judgement and inability to snap out of the rage. Shaking her head, she checked Riku's expression. Sighing, Yori nudged her horse into moving. The animal walked around behind the stallion without trying to bite him again, and came up on Riku's left. "Come on," she groaned. "Might as well have you tag along."

The mare was still being unfriendly towards the stallion. As Yori started to lead the way the mare intentionally tried to bite Riku's horse on the nose. When Yori jerked the animal's head away, the mare slammed her butt into the stallion's side. After the initial bump, the horse walked sideways to clear her comfort zone while Yori fought with the endless reins, trying to figure out how to maintain control. Strings of bad words came flying out of Yori's mouth. She hated this day, she hated the merchants, their bodyguards, the heat, and the stupid horse.

A human roar, or rather multiple roars simultaneously broke the desert's silence. Horse's shrieked, women screamed, and suddenly the sound of metal sliced through the air. Snapping to attention, Yori watched as people that came from nowhere surged through merchants. The bodyguards were putting up a splendid fight, but the group as a whole was overwhelmed. One last string of cursing was muttered, before Yori leaned forward, kicking the mare in her ribs. As the mare jumped forward Yori placed the reins in her left hand, and reached down across her lap to grasp the hilt of her blade with the right. This was just an overall bad day.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Killswitch GB » Tue Mar 22, 2011 4:24 pm

Riku could easily notice the horses playing with each other. Biting each other, nudging, Riku's horse sneezed at the Yori's as it drew near again. Drawing back the reins on the stalion, he led the horse a few steps to the side so the horses would leave each other alone. As he followed Yori he began to think about what she had said to him. She had been her usual loving self and reminded him that she almost killed him. Thank goodness for Kumoro. One of them or maybe both of them would have definately died. He started gettting angry with himself in the fact that he was so careless to believe that as heated as she was that she'd easily stop the fight. He could sense that she wasn't too found of him but he knew that soon he would grow on Yori.

"Tag along?" Riku chuckled a little as he followed Yori back to her group of people. As he drew near the group the began to rise to their feet and take precausions. The bodygaurds stood in front of their owners and blocked them from anything that was more than the usually first-glance. All of them on them seemed to be on their toes, armed with their weapons and penetrating eyes. As Riku past one of them they didn't make the attempt to move out of his way. He could easily tell that he wasn't wanted there. Hopefully Yori would calm them down before they urked Riku into doing something that wasn't necessary. Yori was allowed to pass the group of men without any difficulties, but this wasn't the same for Riku. The men formed a tight line front of Riku creating a hinderance for him and his horse.

One of them, the bigger brute of them all, took a step forward and opened his mouth to speak. "What are you doing here." His voice was low, coarse and didn't carry inquiry. It's main purpose was to strike fear and demand an answer from him. Riku stepped down from his beloved animal and glared into the eyes of the man. The body gaurds drew their weapons and stood on defense. As Riku stepped forward, closer to the mans weapons, he made sure his absence of fear was felt. In calm voice, he responded to he man's demand. "I am merely here to..." He was cut off by a sneeze that came from his horse. The queue of men were startled by it and jumped. The brute was more startled then others and went on the offensive. Drawing his staff into his mid-section he thrusted his arm foward attempting to stike Riku in the stomach. Bringing his left foot behind him, Riku moved his body to avoid the staff. As the weapon clipped the air around him, he grabbed it with a tight grip and pulled it towards him. The muscled-man's lunged forward and followed the same path as his weapon. He was met by a knee the was driven into his temple and was knocked unconscious. The other men fell into a state of awe as the man dropped to his knees before his face finally met sand. Bringing his knee down, Riku place both of his feet centered with his shoulders and awaited the response from everyone.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Kiyoshi » Tue Mar 22, 2011 10:19 pm

As soon as Mai saw them begin to fight with themselves she acts, bursting from her hiding spot along with her brothers and sisters. Seeing as how all of the guards were distracted, all of the nomads manage to close without many, if any, of the guards ready. Mai steps past one of them, a chain wrapping nicely around his neck. Another step and a shift in her weight sends the rather large man flying over her shoulder, slamming into two others causing them to be pinned.

Mai flicks her chain out towards a guard that had begun to reach for his dagger, wrapping around the handle of the weapon before making a quick yanking motion, pulling the weapon back to her. She instantly shifts the weapon in her hand before throwing it, the blade passing through the string of a bow that had just been pulled back, ruining it. In a few quick seconds, most of the normal guards were down, leaving only the best and the luckiest still standing.

One of the nomads takes a step forward, away from the group that had surrounded the remaining guards. "Drop your weapons and you will be spared, however, continuing to resist will mean that we will fight for real and blood will spill. You have thirty seconds to reply."

Mai frees two more of her chains up, getting ready for a serious battle. She glances at her bother and sisters, seeing them getting ready themselves, then turns back to the knot of guards. She had a feeling that this wasn't going to end well.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Scarlet » Wed Mar 23, 2011 6:10 am

Thundering over the sand, horse and rider tore into the fray in a frenzy. Before the horse even threw its weight back onto its hind legs coming into a sliding stop, Yori kicked her feet free. Withdrawing her sword quickly, she swung her leg over the back of the moving animal, jumping to the ground. The jolt passed through her feet, numbing her legs. Only a little unsteady, Yori glared at a brute who just kicked one of the merchants in the face. Sprinting with her sword drawn, Yori darted through the chaos to reach and maim her first victim. At one point she sidestepped a fearful black horse backing into her path. Still undeterred, she raised her weapon, its razor sharp metal glinting in the sunlight. Almost there.

The designated opponent half-turned Yori's way after intimidating a woman who cowered down beside the man with a bleeding nose. Realizing he was the target of her attack he readied himself for a fight.

Rage burning in her eyes, Yori came upon the man hard. Unmercilessly, her sword cleaved the air in two right where the man's body should have been. She had missed, but the man had plenty of time to dodge. Swinging her blade sharply to the left in a sweeping arch, she pursued the man while blindly ignoring everyone else. There had to of at least been twenty of the strangers surrounding the merchants putting up interesting, but short fights with the few who could still fight. Yori being one of them.

As hefty as her opponent appeared, he was certainly lighter on his feet than he should have been. Perhaps more used to moving on the sand than herself, but even now she was learning through trial and error. In order to push off with one foot to move to her left she had to dig down to the more compact layers. This made her considerably slower, needing the time to contemplate every move.

Grimacing, she thrust her weapon at the man's chest finding an opening as he began to counter. Instead of a bloody corpse, she watched as the man raised and stretched his arms towards her then hollowed out his chest, pulling his stomach in. Curving his back and only taking one step back onto his left foot, Yori watched through frustrated grey eyes as her weapon literally missed by an inch of his heart. He was so close. So [badword] close. Yori had to kill. She needed to kill, especially this one man. Once disposed of, she'd take on anyone else. Even the bodyguards if they so dared!

When she pulled her weapon away to recover, he attempted his counter again. Yori swung at him, but the man easily dropped his arm out of the direct path. Neither were gaining any ground. A growl of pure hatred rumbled deep within her throat. She'd found the firmer layer of sand with her right foot after all the exchanges so far. Pushing off, she leapt forward aiming for more distance than height. To onlookers it appeared she simply took a giant step forward. Keeping her sword close to have her opponent miscalculate distance she waited for her left foot to land then struck harder and faster.

The swing would have sliced an arm in two or spilled guts from an open belly. Unfortunately, her sword tip barely put a scratch into the man's chest before he was bending backwards. Another of the attackers was coming. Yori caught a glimpse of him running to the aid of his friend. And now another. Wait was that a woman amongst thieving men? What did it matter? They'd all die!

Keeping her opponent on his toes, she waited for the other male to come close before swinging in a wide arc. At best, she simply kept him at bay. When the female finally showed Yori had become more physical. She'd swing her sword one way and kick out in the other. They were all smart enough to keep out of reach, but the small bleeding scratch on one's chest gave her slight hope. She pursued him, preferring to fight him over the two accomplices.

"Today I will feast on your blood!" She finally screamed. For the first time since the fight began, since her haunting memories surfaced drawing her ever deeper into the need to kill, she spoke out.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by mrun0riginal » Tue Mar 29, 2011 2:07 pm

A head moved up through the sand. It did not push up. It moved through. The blue eyes of Ieyasu, of the Onoda clan, regarded the scene. A battle. A thrilling battle, the possibility of bloodshed. Interesting.

And there. Riku. One he had crossed paths with before.

He rose from the ground, standing on the sand idly, hand resting on the pommel of his sword, belted at his hip. The wind whipped his grey Shugotenshi robe. He wanted to observe this, gauge, learn. Then move in.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Killswitch GB » Fri Apr 15, 2011 6:28 pm

Riku noticed Yori and a brute exchanging blows in the distance. She was dodging attacks while performing precision techniques with her trusty sword. Unfocusing his eyes off of them and then regaining sight on the war-like battle in front of him, he grined a little. He was looking for a fight all along. A hidden objective that flowed throughout false projections. The urge to kill that was restrained behind the usually funny, witty, sarcastic man that was Riku. His grin was protected and shielded from view by dust that was picked up and thrown by the swift movement of limbs and weapons. Reaching behind him, he unlatched the piece that held Zetsumei in place, and grabbed his partner. Holding the weapon in his left hand he flicked his wrist, initiating the release of the clutter blades and forming them into the shuriken figure. Parallel with his body he held it steady. Planing his movements. The steps and places where to be and where not to be to avoid damage and strike successfully. He didn't really want to use Zetsumei, it was there as more of a precausion. Just in case anything happened that required the use of it. He panned around until his eyes set on a familiar face. Ieyasu. He seemed to be staring right back at him. He probably wasn't to happy with the last encounter they had with each other. Maybe he searched for revenge. Maybe this ambush was all his planning and doing. Oh well. Time to get into the action.

He wasn't to worried about Ieyasu. The image of him was pushed back into his mind until the time came to deal with him. He took his first step and his adrenaline rose. The feeling he felt wasn't anything more than excitement. He took off. Running into battle with Zetsumei. He decided to use it after all to despose of his foes quicker. The first person that met the blades of the shuriken was a man around his size. He seemed pretty fit and threw the first attack. Dodging the fist while in stride, Riku dropped his weapon below his knees and slung it upwards. Miss. The edge of the blade flew straight pass the man's shoulder and into the air above him. Preparing himself for another attack, Riku face was met by a much bigger fist. The shuriken flew into the air and back towards the ground as Riku swung his head back into position to see who hit him. A big brute. Charging raiton into his hand, he ducked under another punch, leaped into the air and struck the guy in the throat. The guy dropped to his knees. It wasn't enough to do a great deal of damage but enough to stop his attack for a short time. His other foe seemed to move onto to someone else and was out of view at this time. Running over to Zetsumei, he picked it up and looked around to see where Yori was. All he could see was war. Blows being exchanged, the clanging of swords, and dust and sand kicked up into the air. He ran back into battle, ready for more.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Fang » Sat Apr 16, 2011 8:50 am

Sands, sand, And more god damn sand! Ever since that last run in with that sand ninja in the Earth Country, Atric despised sand. If Sai wasn't badgering to find some good iron in the Land of Wind, Atric would never step foot near sand again for a very, very long time. He missed his home back in the water country; atleast he didnt feel like he was in an oven when he was wandering across it. Atric couldn't fathom why anyone would want to live in such an awful place, so hot and so very little water. And to make matters worse, so few people went to his show, these people had no sence of art! He was so glad he was able to find the ore he was looking for in a small town near the capital, and he was now heading away from this hellish place.

And when things were just starting to get better, they had to get worse. Atric was walking with a well earned smile on his face when he heard the sounds of a skirmish. He ran up the sand dune and saw a caravan of merchants being attacked. From what he could see, there were quite a few corpses on the ground, a girl with a sword was dukeing it out with a monster of a man, a man was moving around some strange metal weapon in his hand was shearing through people, a nomadic girl fighting in the fray, and a boy in a cloak with a strange design on the back rushing towards the conflict? How in the world did this happen? Atric pulled his Bow out of his pack and drew 3 arrows from his quiver and aimed shot one at the brute, and one at two obvious looking bandits. this sand dune and distance ( roughly 60M) made it easier for him to check his targets and prepare him for any lash backs.

Why in the world does he have to involve himself in things that he is not a part of? Stupid luck.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Kiyoshi » Mon Apr 18, 2011 4:51 pm

"Today I will feast on your blood!"

Mai turned to see who could speak with such blood lust, shaking her head as she saw it was a female guard going berserk. She quickly glances around, having already defeated three of the weapon guards, noticing that they were losing too many people to just a few well taught defenders. Mai looked around for the raid leader, catching his eye and nodding once, already knowing the plan. She makes a few hand signs, then slams both of her palms against the sand. Right then an arrow sprouted out of the neck of a member of their band, quickly followed by two others. She tsks to herself, glancing up at the dune rise, seeing that he was a bit too far for her to reach from here.

The leader, seeing that she was ready, yells out for the band to grab what they can and run. Right when he started to speak, Mai does three hand signs. Chains explode out of the ground at random locations, grabbing and killing or knocking out a large amount of the fighting guards.

Mai turns her attention to the berserk female guard, smiling a little.

"Not today."

A chain wraps itself around the guard's ankle and throwing her into the man with the weird shuriken like weapon, making both of them pause while she finishes off the rest of the guards, catching any arrows that flew at her band while she did so. Mai pauses for a second, glancing backwards to see the last member run off with what loot they had just received before turning back to the three people still standing.

"Hello children, how about you play with me for a while? I have time to kill after all."

Mai winks at them, waiting for them to try something stupid like getting past her.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Scarlet » Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:31 am

A sensation wound its way around the young woman's ankle. She never even noticed the man she was fighting had been shot down by an arrow. Seething anger erupted within her as she pounced on the fallen. The strangeness clinging to her leg was obsolete until her attack fell short of carving the dying man in two. Suddenly flying back, away from her target Yori shut her eyes briefly. Before she re-opened them to see the world again, her body crashed into someone. Recognizing the softness of a human organism right away, rather than that of anything else on the battle field. Holding onto her weapon with a grip that could cut off circulation, Yori hit the ground, the force of the throw evident in her landing.

Despite being winded she rolled to her feet. Instinct and years of hard training pushing her to get back up. Prepared, she wheeled on the closest person in range. Too bad her target would once again be Riku. Only problem was she didn't see him as a comrade right now. She only saw a target while being consumed by intense blood lust.

Stepping forward onto her right foot Yori carried her sword down from her upper right down to her lower left side. The strike was incredibly fast, even as she pulled the weapon back along the same direct path. Holding the hilt above her head with both hands she switched the weapon around so that the tip was pointed down at her target. However, she seemed to rethink a downward thrust, instead letting go of her weapon only to catch it a second later with her left hand. Yori swung the blade around her body in a wide arc as she spun on the balls of her feet. When she stopped to face her opponent again, she was immediately ready to spring again as she collected the weapon in her opposite hand.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by mrun0riginal » Sat May 07, 2011 5:29 pm

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Ieyasu smirked. His blade hissed as he pulled it from it's scabbard, the thin blade almost invisible in the dust and sand. He could go for Riku... or side with him, against these raiders... decisions, decisions.

His thought process was broken as the short girl charged forward. Such hubris! Charging a foe straight on like that! He checked his gloves as he swung the blade experimentally. He didn't want to fight Riku again, too samey... but, there seemed to be no choice.

He brought the blade up, pointing it at Riku, pulling his dust goggles over his eyes as the wind grew in severity.

''Another friendly duel?'' He yelled over the wind.
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Re: Moving On (open)

PostPosted by Killswitch GB » Tue May 10, 2011 9:37 am

Running threw the crowded, sandy area Riku dodged sword slices, blunt objects, and threw counter attacks of his own. In the middle of one of his many quarrels, something slammed into him and threw him about 5ft from his original position. His face met the hot sand and his hands were relieved of the duty of holding Zetsumei. His weapon layed on the ground beside him as he re-gained his composure and rose to his feet. He was quick to realize what had hit him, or rather who. Yori. He knew she had to of been pushed or thrown for the force of the impact was to much to be a simple running into him situation. Their eyes met and Riku saw the rage and furry that he saw from their last battle. "Dammit" Riku cursed under his breath. He knew he couldn't battle Yori and have enough strength left over for whatever came his way. This was gonna suck.

Riku stepped back and begun a number of maneuvers to dodge Yori's oncoming attack. He didn't want to take the risk of hurting her and loosing the battle they were in. As he thrusted his body to the left he almost ran into another sword that seemed to be pointed at him. He lunged out of the way, fell towards the ground and rolled over until he was on his feet again. The blade belonged to another past opponent of Riku. Ieyasu. He heard his voice over the wind. Riku yelled back to him as he dodge another one of Yori’s, violent but precise swing. “Can’t you tell this isn’t a good time!” No way he had enough time to stop Yori, fight with Ieyasu, and take care of the ambush.

Most of the people were downed by now. Only the strongest or the maimed were alive. Slightly turning his head, Riku noticed a small group of nin running off with some bags. *They’ve almost got it all* With his focus not completely on Yori he suffered a cut around his forearm. He rushed to get away from the two people who had a desired to fight him. Running past another slice from Yori’s blade he snatched Zetsumei from the ground and continued to who seemed to be the leader of the ambush. He threw completed a string hand seals while in stride and unleashed three kunai aimed at her heart. Without knowing it he had set up a pretty good plan. He figured with Yori still enraged she'd chase after him. Eventually she'd catch a glance of the leader and focus her rage on her. Then with that taken care of Riku could handle Ieyasu and get the loot back from the nin who were escaping. From the sound of it, it seemed perfect. But now he had to see how well it would all work out.
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