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Outside the walls of the major cities, the Snow Empire boasts a variety of climates and landscapes. From the frozen glacial desert of the north, to the deciduous rain forest in the south, the four provinces are fun to discover for those who can keep their wits about them. Wild beasts of primitive and dangerous proportions loom in the corners of even its most barren wastelands, and the criminal elements are almost free to roam anyplace that is secluded from civilization.

Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Oddric » Sat Nov 22, 2014 12:03 am

There wasn't much to do in retaliation against a torrent of sharpened steel. A clone was slammed by the wave of weapons as another was hit with a brunt of an explosion, the duplicate falling back into shadow as Kokuei waved his arm to dispel the forming smoke cloud. "This isn't about you giving up." Kokuei said, looking to the tree where Edo had tossed himself.

Several more clones rose from the shadow and raced for the tree. Kokuei was behind them, but at a walking pace as the battle ensued before him. His eyes squinted as a flash of light signaled the destruction of a chunk of the small army, metal slamming into the clones. They fell onto the ground, weapons lodged in the ice now, as the clones splattered shadow upon their hard landing. "It doesn't have to be this way, Edo. There is no victory or defeat. You don't have an option." He said, coldly.

The clones chased Edo, the front ones climbing the tree that he had just left while the others were just behind. The shuriken constrained the tree and the other clones began to ascend it just as the massive shuriken detonated. The tree toppled and decimated the remaining clones who weren't engulfed in a fiery grave.

At this point, Kokuei had stopped hiding behind his clones and had leaped over to the tree which Edo now occupied. Tendrils had expanded from Kokuei's enlarged shadow and weaved up the tree to grab the boy's legs. "Running out of weapons? Where's your Nara techniques? Come on! You just keep throwing sticks!" From beneath Kokuei rose another figure, not quite a clone but a darkened figure that only had a solid recognizable form from the waist up. It resembled Kokuei and its legs were but a thin shadow that connected to his shadow. The Shadow Titan wasn't much larger than Kokuei, but it was certainly stronger as it demonstrated by rushing to the tree's base and smashing its hands into the trunk. The tree began to crack as the titan pulled the entire tree forward, the thing would fall right ontop of Kokuei, bringing Edo that much closer, tendrils still in pursuit of the boy.

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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Love » Fri Nov 28, 2014 3:22 pm

Clearing away clones kept him safe at a distance, but it was poor strategy. Edo knew that to win he had to defeat not just the copies, but also the caster. With his own chakra reserves as low as they are, a battle of attrition was out of the question. He couldn't approach this battle like the last, tiring his opponent out until such a point that their defenses drop entirely. No, the stakes for this were all or nothing.

Edo hit the bark in a run. A familiar burn ignited under his clothing as the hidden tags he had slapped on himself released. Three of his Ikichifuda [Lifeblood Tags] written in light blue in singed away as they released a burst of stored chakra into the boy's nearly depleted network. However, the tags didn't have much time to work before he already found himself overcome. Edo tripped, almost falling face first onto the wooden beam, as shadow tendrils snaked up the trunk of his high raise. Quickly Edo plunged the kunai in his hand into the serpentine shadow, hacking and staging away only to have his wrist now caught up in the encouraging darkness. "You don't get it!" Edo cursed as his one free hand quickly retrieved another one of his ninja tools. The sharpened knuckle knife spun a few times freely in the air beside him before the hand the flicked it out caught ahold of it, lacing his fingers through the holes perfectly to hold the blade pointing out from his pinky. "I play without a king, so it don't believe in checkmate!" Edo gritted through is teeth as the chakra enfaced blade sliced away at the thin tendrils much more efficiently than the raw kunai had before. He freed first his wrist and then his ankles as the shadow-born titan approached to topple the tree.

His metaphorical response, of course, referred to shōgi, and to anyone with knowledge of the game it wouldn't be hard to decipher. The king was everything. Loose the king, loose the game. All other pieces on the board were there just to protect the king either through offense or defense. What playing without a king meant to Edo was that he held nothing to the grand significance. No person, not even himself, was above it all important to keep safe. It meant that any strategy was possible because there was no one to protect.

Once freed, Edo's hand flicked out a senbon with a thin string attached. At the other end was a spherical tag with the kanji for "light". The resulting blast of the weapon flung straight down pushed back the serpentine tendrils as the tree started to collapse towards Kokuei. Edo pushed himself backwards off the branch to send him flying out of the foliage. A kunai, laced with an explosive note, exploded upon burring itself in the bark where he had been, hopefully greeting Kokuei was the fiery debris now falling at him from the treetop.

As he slid to a stop with the landing of his sandals cushioned by the soft snow, Edo returned his knuckle knife only to fill both hands with a collection of shrunken that he released after his arms crossed in an "X" before his hunched chest. "Kage Shuriken no Jutsu" [Shadow Shuriken Technique] As if to respond to his opponent's taunt with a mockery, Edo called out his next attack as it had nothing to do with actual, manipulated, shadows. Instead, the raw shuriken flown in individual circular paths that all curved back in towards the singular target, Kokuei. Even were his shadow tendrils to deflect the shuriken with ease, the hidden weapons in their shadows would divert from the original paths to allow them to slip by as the decoy line of weapons fell. The second string of throwing stars, however, was not so raw. Tags were placed on their surfaces that would explode before they ever reached Kokuei. The purple inked scripts didn't burst into flames, however. They were a particularly creative collection of Edo's special Kamifubakifuda [Confetti Tag]. The blasts filled the air around Kokuei with brightly colored paper shreds that obscured vision in all directions thanks to the multiple explosions.

Before the party-favor could be cleared by the more skilled Nara's wind techniques, Edo primary assault had already started. Weapons flew into the mixture of paper. These tools were much larger than they had been before, and came at a much greater quantity and diversity. While normal kunai and shuriken were still in the mix, everything from swords, axes, and sickles now joined the barrage with all of their sharped tips targeted straight for Kokuei. Edo, however, seemed to have multiplied as the consistent, unyielding attacks came from now one, but three directions.

When the confetti cleared, however, only a single young Nara was revealed. Sougu: Soushouryuu [Tool Manipulation: Twin Rising Dragons] Two small, golden scrolls flew in a double-helix formation around a flying Edo that spun in the center. As his hands grazed against each seal a new weapons filled it before immediately being launched. The coordinated boy was flinging out weapons to fill the spot of three opponents. Some flew straight out towards Kokuei, while others were manipulated with strings attached to Edo's fingers so that after they flew out to either side of him their directions would shift and the tools would whip back towards Kokuei to cover the two flanks of the elder Nara. The string snapped upon readjusting the flight path of the thrown tools, and now strings were attached to those flying down the center path so that there were no thin shadow collections back to the weapon's master that was manipulating the tools.
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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Oddric » Mon Dec 01, 2014 10:07 pm

Flames engulfed the dry branches of the toppling tree. Despite the snowy landscape, any moisture that had been able to seep into the trunk of the trees was sufficiently extracted by the harsh winds. It reminded Kokuei of the trees that existed on the border of the Wind Country, mostly barren and dry from the constant barrage of heat and sandy wind.

The titan shifted its position from the tree, reeling back to Kokuei with little more than a twitch from the puppet master. It rose its arms and grabbed the burning thing near its middle. Hot ashes began to trickle down unto the Nara a few feet beneath it. Kokuei kept his eyes on Edo, embracing the warmth while he could.

Kokuei darted toward the large shuriken, the titan dropping the tree as it glided to Kokuei's backside. Tendrils rose beneath him to take an aggressive offense on the incoming weapons, the tags not unnoticed by the fuuinjutsu expert. The type of tag was one unfamiliar, but he was ready for whatever sort of damage they were about to unleash.

Coming to a halt, tendrils whipped wildly at the confetti as the dull-eyed man searched again for the younger boy. Clanging of weapons could be heard from within the cloud of colored paper as Kokuei's tendrils ensured his safety. A hand slaps also rung from within, a sudden swirling of wind around Kokuei deflected weapons, tossed away confetti, and threw a large amount of powdery snow about. "No, you don't get it!" Kokuei barked at the boy now revealed to the Nara. "While you're busy playing shōgi, I'm playing an entirely different game. More complicated and more intricate than you can imagine. By the time I'm done... no one will have any kings left." The line between metaphor and literal speak was beginning to blur.

Observing the oncoming approach, Kokuei blew a few loose pink paper scraps from his hair. Stomping forward, several spears jutted forward to block against one of the barrage of weapons barreling toward him. Tendrils shot up to strike against the many weapons that easily struck through his meager defense against them. Kokuei leaped to one side, aware of the hurricane flanking him. Several tendrils acted like propellers, knocking against the variety of weapons to protect their master. It wasn't enough, several kunai and senbon had snuck through to pierce through Kokuei's cloak. Red droplets hit the snow, his massive shadow making its appearance less dramatic.

Paying little attention to his wounds, Kokuei made more hand signs against the other 'dragon' that was headed his way. He stepped forward and pushed both hands out, unleashing a mighty gust of wind that lasted for only a few seconds. The Nara threw himself out of its path, a few kunai lodging themselves into his shoulder, more of the snow turning red. Kokuei barely had time to grunt as the weapons redirected themselves, his tendrils panicking as they attempted to defend against the assault, dozens of them rising in vain as many of the weapons Edo had launched cleared Kokuei's defenses and struck the man down.

A cry from within the flurry of silver and gray was unmistakeably one of immense pain, tendrils still whipping wildly even as the steel assault calmed, revealing a very torn and crimson painted Nara. He took a step forward, coughing up an unwell color of blood as multiple of his dendrites held him up. In an odd way, it looked as if the tendrils had become the ones pulling at the string as the nearly dead Kokuei was allowed to keep moving by them.

The broken man slowly approached Edo, the tendrils working to keep Kokuei moving. His movement was unsettling, he walked slow but his limbs moved far too much and shook as he gained ground on the younger Nara. "E...E...Edo..." He coughed, blood dripping onto his cloak instead as his head hung too far back, the tendrils not so concerned with the location of his cranium.

Suddenly, Kokuei stopped. The red on the snow behind him turned black, zipping to the larger overall shadow that still surrounded the elder Nara in a large distorted circle. Kokuei's face cracked, following the rest of his body. Turning to black, the pieces fell off, revealing the shadow titan. A switch that Kokuei had made during the impromptu celebration Edo had thrown him. At the edge of the shadow, closest to Edo, the upper torso of Kokuei quickly emerged and pulled itself up. Not fully out of the shadow yet, Kokuei threw his hand toward Edo. Tendrils tore from the ground and rocketed toward Edo, ready to chase him as they threatened to wrap the boy to keep him still so Kokuei could do his work.

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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Love » Mon Dec 15, 2014 11:50 pm

Edo's assault was unrelenting. As fast as he could summon out his weapons he sent them flying at his foe. The young Nara's best play at this point was to overwhelm his more skilled opponent. He couldn't drag this out any further. A war of attrition was the best strategy for an opponent like this, but Edo was much too exhausted for that approach. At this point Edo's strategy hinged almost entirely on luck.

When he fell, he fell straight down. Edo dropped from the sky alongside the scrolls that stopped spinning and fell like dead weights, the snaking lengths of marked paper coiled on the snowy landscape. Landing in a crouched position, Edo was breathing heavily as his fist curled against the cold powder. The cool breeze steamed against his boiling sweat. Behind his tinted shades the Nara's stare remained just as fixed even as his body pushed the brink.

As the slinking shadow-caster slid forward Edo found something he wasn't expecting. Forced to catch his breath, Edo knew this fight was going to brought into close contact. Especially with is already shaded eyes, Edo saw a bunch of black. However, it was the red that spurred on something in the young boy. The deep crimson of blood brought out hope. Hope that he could succeed. Hope that he could win.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Edo cursed as the disheveled man fell apart into shadows as the real Kokuei arose unscathed and unscratched. That new vigor in Edo squashed as quickly as it had appeared just as the young boy was made more into a trapped rat than every before.

As the barrage of tendrils stretched out Edo pushed back, hand waving across one of the fallen scrolls to summon out a random weapon in defense. The sickle that appeared served to fend off two of the serpentine shadows, not really severing the thick mass as much as pushing it all back. After batting off the two he sent the sickle flying to a third. A katana summoned out of his sleeve hacked and slashed at more of the binding tentacles, which seemed to number in the hundreds. As one started to coil around his wrist Edo relinquished his weapon to slip his arm out. Kunai followed mixed in with shuriken. The smaller weapons did little to curb the encroaching terror, but Edo was running out of tools.

Edo tripped as one of the tendrils swept in low. Pulling out his knuckle knife he stabbed at the shadow. While it let off, the one reinforcing it grabbed ahold of his wrist. "NO!" He yelled as he passed the knife to his other hand and kept hacking. No sooner had the young Nara picked himself back up then did the unyielding tendrils begin to surround and constrict. In a last ditch effort to defend Edo pulled out the tanto mounted horizontally on the back of his belt. The black steel blade was to no avail against the black strings that had finally caught their prey.

"No!" Edo gritted through his teeth as he was elevated off the ground. Kokuei's tendrils coiled around each of his limbs and across his torso, lifting the light boy up so that he was perfectly posed for what the elder clansmen had in store.

His struggling ceased as a calm seemed to come over the boy. Head down and eyes narrowing an unlikely smirk came across Edo's face. "Looks like there's just one play left, Tentou." Edo peacefully spoke, not even to the man before him. With that Edo picked his head up but shut his eyes tight as several small, spherical paper bombs that he had strung on his clothing during the preparations he made when the battle with Kokuei first began exploded. The bombs were bore the kanji for "Light" and in a blinding flash the whole group of them erupted to blot out the binding shadows and free Edo from their grasp. Edo didn't resume his assault after the short fall back down, but instead immediately raised up his drawn tanto on a path straight for his own neck.

He winced as the blade pierced flesh and drew out fresh blood. The pain was followed with a loud, incomprehensible scream. "ARHG!" The cut never made it past the tip of the sharpened steel blade, barely a prick in all. Edo was denied his last hurray by a single black tendril that quickly recovered from the grand flash and encircled his dagger-welding arm, holding first his arm steady before prying it backwards and out.
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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Oddric » Fri Dec 19, 2014 4:55 pm

"Just relax. There's no need to struggle." Kokuei assured, fingers moving like a puppeteer's. The tendrils weaved and curved about the boy, avoiding his sharp knife and eventually constricting him.

Kokuei's hands went limp as he lifted them, as if controlling a wall of rising water. Edo was strung up in the frigid air, muttering something as the older Nara's eyes squinted. "No!" He shouted suddenly, his initial fear that the fuuinjutsu-coated objects were explosive. In a split second, several of the dark dendrites wrapped around the bombs, though not quick enough to grab them all. It was a fruitless effort, as it was much more damaging than just an explosive force.

"Agh!" Kokuei took a step back, blocking the intense light with his forearm as his enlarged shadow shrunk and was forced away from the light.

Kokuei tossed his arm out to Edo, seeing the still boy within the fading light. The movement of his sword was not one of a fighter, it was aimed at the boy's own neck. A tendril snapped toward Edo, the dimming light shedding the tendril of an outer layer of shadow as it approached to save the boy's light. "Sorry, that's not a play I'm going to let you make." Walking closer, the tendril had successfully stopped the blade from making it too deep into Edo's jugular. Kokuei's shadow condensed more around his person as more tendrils slithered to Edo and held him in place once again.

The sword was tossed aside, Kokuei binding the boy in place and outstretching his limbs. Constricting rather than using the shadow possession technique was more of a power trip for Kokuei. "Giving up... like that? You're so struck on not being defeated, you'd rather kill yourself than let that happen to you. Even the best shōgi players see the game through. There is no honor in quitting."

NO HONOR

Kokuei twitched as the voice echoed in his head, the tendrils constricting the boy a bit tighter as he did so. His ancestor's shadow was still free, mixing and melding with his own. Just like with the shadow possession technique, it came down to who had the most control.

Shaking it off, Kokuei's dull colored eyes fell back onto Edo. "I'd be ashamed if my younger brother had taken his own life. I don't care if Decay has him chained up and tortured... life is precious and so is he to me. That's why I'm doing this to you. My destiny, my plans, my brother... it is important, and it is all relevant."

A meter from the boy, Kokuei slid back one foot as his hands connected at the palms. He released them as they moved fluidly through the air, stepping about Edo's own shadow, as if to control the wind that calmly stroked their faces. Instead, the boy's shadow began to fidget, a section of it rising as several of Kokuei's tendrils wrapped around it, binding it in place. A firm hand was placed onto Edo's shadow, purple writing spiral from his hand as one of Kokuei's tendrils shrunk ever so slightly, a portion of it consumed into the boy's silhouette. The writing re-condensed, its glow fading as the fuuinjutsu became unnoticeable.

"Phew..." Kokuei sighed, tendrils beginning to reel back to him, though several remained holding Edo in place. "Almost done." Kokuei cracked his neck as he approached closer to the boy. Using one hand, he controlled a new tendril that wound up the boy's torso as it bit into the back of his neck. It left behind a Tracking Seal before adding another seal to the lower part of his neck.

Kokuei moved away from the boy, back turned to him as the tendrils freed Edo and reeled back to the man. A single hand sign was made, his shadow shrinking further a seal glowed on Kokuei's own shadow, his ancestor's locked away now. "The third seal I planted, the back of your neck, it's time sensitive. In half an hour it'll release kagton chakra into your body. A small recharge so you can escape the mountain. I never wanted you hurt." The man paused, hands on his hood. "One month. I'm going to be in the Republic of Suna in one month's time. If you want to face me again, I'll be there." Kokuei was counting on the boy's appearance. The seal on his shadow was crucial to his plans now. "It'll be obvious where I am. I hope."

Flipping up the hood, Kokuei went on his way, heading toward the train tracks in the distance. He couldn't imagine the boy having anything left to say to the man.

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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Love » Sun Dec 21, 2014 11:00 pm

"NO!" Edo jerked as his blade went flying out of his hand. The dagger slid on soft powder far away from where, again, the young Nara was being elevated into the frigid air. Edo didn't stop struggling. Each one of his limbs wrenched, though his fighting strength grew weaker as the shadow that bound him grew thicker.

"Don't you lecture me on honor!" Edo cursed, his mouth being the only thing left on him that could run. All his tools had failed. Every weapon, every strategy, that he could throw or conceive had failed him. Even his last resort had failed him.

"Is that what your brother would have wanted? You think if he saw you like this he'd feel anything but ashamed?" Just before Kokuei's shadow gripped onto Edo's own he gave one final thrust trying to throw himself forward. He was too tightly bound for it to be of any good, but the calm, collected strategist had to sit backseat to the anger and spite boiling out of him. "My older brother died a hero! Died defending what was import. His life was precious, but if he had to choose his death or living to become what you are now I know what his play would be!!"

His fight stayed in him until it began. As his shadow as drawn up and forcefully made solid it felt as if Edo's very soul was being ripped out of him. A cold feeling struck him, colder than the winters winds howling around the air. The sensation struck him to his core, as if part of his life had been drained out of him in proportion to the amount of his shadow that had been drawn upwards. After that, even after his shadow condensed back into its natural state with the invisible fuuinjutsu in place, Edo did not struggle. He defeated, in every sense of the word.

When the elder Nara's tendrils finally receded Edo fell into a slump. The once boasters boy settled immediately into a disheartened kneel. His arms were limp as they rested between his bent legs while his bespectacled eyes tilted down. Head hanging in shame, it seemed as if the boy would remain in his catatonic state until the boost of shadow natured chakra restored his broken body. It didn't matter how rejuvenating it would be, no amount of energy could restore the boy's broken spirit.

"Your name!" Edo called out just before his victorious opponent was out of earshot. The battered and defeated lad made no motion to pick himself up, eyes still staring blankly at some insignificant patch of snow. "You speak of honor and yet you would face an opponent you know the name of without offering your own in exchange. If my defiance has earned me anything, have it be this courtesy."
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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Oddric » Tue Dec 23, 2014 11:16 am

The older Nara often wondered what his brother would say if he saw the things that Kokuei had done. His parents, if they were sane or responsive, probably wouldn't be too happy with him either. As far as he was concerned, there was no other choice. Everything Kokuei was doing, he had to do. He gave up his honor long ago.

Snow crunching stopped as Edo howled. Kokuei turned back to the boy, giving him his ear as he continued to yell. He straightened out his back and inhaled as he thought. He had done well so far, keeping the Nara clan off his trail as well as anyone from Suna. Giving Edo his true name could be disastrous. A fake name would lead Edo to dead ends, so what purpose would that serve?

"Kokuei." He said, turning again from Edo. Maybe it was time to confront the Nara clan. They had something he wanted anyway.

His feet touched the rails of the track, walking down it and toward the split in the mountains that had allowed the railroad to be build through the topographically wild area. A crow 'cawed' from above, coming over a hill and landing a ways down the track on a snow covered tree. Things were in motion.

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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Love » Sat Dec 27, 2014 12:51 am

"Kokuei..." Edo repeated. The special efforts he expended to ensure the name was one devoted to memory were largely unnecessary, since the events of the day would be seared into the mind of the young Nara for the rest of his natural life. The scraps and the bruising aside, Edo went from this battle with 'wounds' that would not heal. He was a trice marked man, with seals left on him that no one could even read let alone decipher. Even the puncture near his neck that still steamed a steady flow of deep red was not as bad as the fear of what might have been attached to his own shadow.

With the name echoing in the confines of his mind, Edo waited till the last image of Kokuei was but a spec in the distance before forcing his weakened body up. With a groan, the nearest of the two hands on him pressed hard against the cut along his neck to put pressure on the bleed as his tired feet stumbled with sloshy tracks through snow over towards where the knife that had caused the cut had been unintentionally thrown. His other hand reaching for it, the gloved limb paused just before it established a grasp.

"Come here, I've got a gift for you." Tentou's voice called out in a memory. Edo's shaded vision stayed fixed on the blade just outside his grasp as his mind wandered to the past.

The one-eyed Nara handed over to his younger brother that had just been about to run off a small, rectangular box. Taking off the lid himself as his hand retracted, the only contents in the carton was a dagger covered by leather sheath.

"What is it?"

"It's a knife, genius." Tentou laughed.

"No, I know that!" Edo steamed with a disgruntled quip. "What I meant was, what's it for? It's not like it's my birthday or anything. Besides, I've got dozens of knives."

"Ah, but none like this." Tentou rebutted, scooping up the gift to demonstrate despite his younger brother trying to snatch it up first to prevent the elder sibling from taking the trinket back. Tentou unsheathed the blade revealing the black steel tanto, the dark color of which was offset only by the silver blood-drip that ran along the sharped side. "Here, let me show you." Without a shred of hesitation Tentou quickly ran the blade along his palm, the cut from which being deep enough to draw a fair amount of blood.

"What the f--"

"It's alright, I swear." Tentou smirked before his brother could swear in a different fashion. "The blade's coated with a fuuinjutsu I did myself, only made visible by blood." Clenching his cut hand tightly to block off the small wound, Tentou lifted up the dagger with his other hand to display the black steel once more, which now bore a seal that appeared in ink as red as the blood that had brought it out. "It's coded to your own blood, which it needs first as a primer to activate the seal. Just a drop will do." Tentou explained with a chuckle, as he had left much more than a drop on the weapon. "Once activated, any blood in contact with the dagger, even your own, becomes explosive." With a precision matching that of the weapon's expert Edo, Tentou released the dagger in a throw that embedded the tool in one of the boulders that were so plentiful in the landscape of the Land of Stone. In an instant, an explosion erupted from in the penetrating blade that reduced the large rock to nothing but a small pile of pebbles and dust.

"Cool!" Edo looked with wonder, pulling the sunglasses down on his nose to look over them with his brown eyes.

"Yeah, figured it come in handy for someone to eager to throw away there talents by trying out for the Explosive Corps." Before Edo could object, Tentou had already quite him by rubbing his non-bleeding hand on the boy's messy black hair. "This is important," He said in a more grim voice. "This weapon's not for sparing. I mean it, never against your own comrades. It's a last resort. The seal sets off a chain reaction that spreads between the blood cells until their all burned up. You stick this in someone, anyone, and you had better d@mn be sure that you mean it, cause once it pops its over."

Giving his brother a push from behind, Tentou sent Edo to fitch his own new knife. As Edo picked up the weapon from the pile of rubble he looked back with a curious glare towards his overly generous brother. "Wait a minute, you said it was already coded for me. How you'd manage that?"

"It's it obvious?" Tentou chuckled. "We're brothers, our bloods the same!"


Overcoming his hesitation, Edo lunged the final inches forward and grabbed ahold of his gifted blade. Holding the black steel upright, the blood that had stained the tip from when Edo had tried using it rolled own the surface of the blade in small droplets that started to highlight a red seal upon the center of the blackened weapon that hadn't been present before.

"Would it even have worked?" Edo questioned his unfinished strategy. The young Nara's eyes turned from curious to serious as he flung the weapon straight down vertically so that it became embedded in the ground just beside his feet. The seal activated on the trinket causing a small eruption, though with so little blood upon the blade the blast was no threat to the Nara standing beside the fiery plume. Bending down, Edo picked up the blade from the bed of pebbles it now rested in and immediately lifted the heated blade, still searing hot from the blast, to his neck. With a hissing scream, Edo kept himself amazingly quite as he cauterized yet another wound. One more scar left on him, this time on the neck.

With a determined push, Edo returned his weapon in place. The battered boy took one final look to the other weapons scattered across the wide battlefield, but gave no mind to any of the other trinkets as his feet began drudging onward. The only other thing that he stopped to retrieved as at the sight of the first of the many battles that had transpired here, and the only battle he was not a part of personally. Amongst the upturned snow that had been sliced apart by wind and shadow, Edo slid down the crater left by the last big explosion that had ended it all. There wasn't a trace of the witching woman that had kept her body lucid in a state of snow for the majority of the fight. Not a trace, except one. Edo picked up the mechanical eye that had been left lying in the spot, and clenched it with a first before putting it safely into one of the empty pouches on his equipment belt.

"Kokuei!"

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Re: Coldsnap [Open to 1]

PostPosted by Oddric » Mon Dec 29, 2014 7:12 pm

The battlefield had seemingly been abandoned by its participants. Craters, jutting earth and fallen trees were all that remained. Even then, the wind that blew the powdered snow around had begun to cover the out-of-place objects and level out the rest of the arena.

Acting odd, the wind began to twirl about the crater. Loose snow formed cyclones briefly before scattering again. This went on for a few minutes until the small tornado gathered much snow and stabilized. Out of the whipping wind came a figure, snow stacking together as the figure shuffled slowly up the side of the crater. As the figure reached the top a hand solidified and slammed down onto the level snow. It walked toward the edge of the mountain, where rocks were thrown about and blood could just barely be seen as the last bit of it was being covered up by the winter winds. Color formed along the figure, long pink hair falling onto her shoulders, making her transformation complete.

"Tch... brat." The ice queen hissed, her pale hand covering her now-empty eye socket. Lowering her arm, a ball of solid ice had replaced her unique infrared optical device.

Sekigaisen kept a solid stance, straightening out her back as she pulled in a long deep breath of frigid air. Her arms extended, moving from left to right, they came closer to her chest as she moved her hands to the left, and she extended them again. She kept this circular movement going, snow beginning to roll into a large orb. It was not a random collection of snow though, it picked up rocks and blood from where Edo had slain the mighty bull.

The ball of snow, blood and rock lifted into the air. All components of her former ally. "She'll put you back together." The woman said flatly, approaching the cliff with the orb floating by her back. Her hands shot down, palms opened toward her feet, ice covered the soles of her worn shoes. "And the Naras will suffer." She hopped forward, the soles of her icy shoes carrying her quickly down the steep mountainside.

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