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[color=bc8dbf][u][b]Nousagi Hyuuga[/b][/u]
Location - Fighting Arena / Interaction - [@Ganryu][/color]
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Seems like he was right. Those eyes of Nousagi's could see the falter, the drop of the knife, guess he was right. That was pretty satisfying. To be honest, he'd been just a little worried, but beyond all doubt, one must be the reality. But he faltered, blinding for a moment moment by the rush of death that filled his veins. His foot trembling, threatening to trip him right over. Was this fear? Death? His enemy had such killing intent! That small breaking of his focus slowed him, enough for Kaito's defense to work. The tight squeeze of Kaito's hands was actually pretty impressive. It was probably best for him actually, since it allowed him to continue for a moment longer.

The way Kaito spoke, it was fairly impressive. Honestly, the idea of just surrendering seemed almost plausible. After all, he'd already shown that he was the superior by almost taking out Kaito in one blow. That knowledge alone should be a source of pride. Nousagi smiled, a rare thing as far as others where concerned. All that rage, cool calculation faded away from a moment. And then, his left hand tightened. And instead of smiling, Nousagi's face contorted into one of pain. His eyes wide not in surprise or anything else but pain. From the sleeve of his left arm, there came the soft plip of blood. A small trickle of blood splattered softly to the ground, pooling beneath them. Then came the clang of metal. A length of ninja wire fell to the ground, blood coating the metal. It became clear exactly what he had done. Nousagi always used a length of ninja wire hidden in his sleeves as a weapon. A tool to attack from a distance if he needed to. But when he tightened his grip, he had pulled on the length of wire. Forcing it to squeeze, to constrict, and cut through the flesh of his non-dominate arm. 

[color=bc8dbf]"Plan B, just in case I was wrong."[/color] The hyuga whispered softly, twisting his hand. His pointer and his pink held out as his hand curled up. Each of the two fingers pointing to Kaito's arms. He didn't hesitate this time. Suddenly, there was flash of chakra from his two fingers. Meter long spears of chakra lanced from each finger, or to those who knew it, this was Nousagi's Gentle Spear. The problem here was that it wasn't gentle. Because it was just like a spear, each more than enough to slice into Kaito's arms. It was far from lethal, and he didn't go any further than the bone. But the way he did it made it clear. He could go further if he wanted. And as his middle finger unfurled, aimed at Kaito's heart, it was clear that his threat could be lethal. [color=bc8dbf]"Surrender. I have you beat. If I wanted, right now I could do something terrible. Consider this your chance to forfeit, like how you offered me that same chance."[/color]

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[color=9e0b0f][u][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/u]
Location - Once more, sinking with a passion / Interaction - [@BladeX]+[@GlitchyBugger][/color]
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Had to admit, being called a pet was at least a little flustering. Like seriously? What else was she going to do? Start threatening to put bows into Bumu's hair? He completely expected having to turn down this offer though, since she still planned to be a shinobi at the end of the week. That and Bumu kinda liked his name... Since it kinda made him feel like an explosion, ready to go off and take the world with him. [color=9e0b0f]"I am what I am! And I chose what I am, got that?"[/color] Bumu said, a grin from ear to ear. Yeah he'd screwed up plenty, but they where still alive! Just goes to show this was another te-

Bumu's attention snapped back to the army of dead that lay floating in their own blood. The scent still nauseating. but at least he won, right? Wrong. And the deafening scream that reverberated though the water made that clear. Bumu's own sensitive senses betrayed her as the sound wailed into his ears. Brain pounding like a drum, vision fading in and out, blood dripping from Bumu's mouth as it felt like his own body would explode. In fact, when it finished, it was still pounding in his head, as if another would burst her ear drums. Guess this made it clear living underwater wasn't for him. By the time Bumu's senses returned, she looked up just in time to see the king of the deep. He was kinda hoping no such thing existed, but apparently that wasn't true. The scenario was slipping even faster out of control. Was diplomacy still an option? Maybe they could barter? Really really doubting that would work. Especially sin-

Wait... Bumu's eyes drifted to the body began torn apart between the sea king's teeth. His heart skipped a beat, and the fox felt nothing but fear. Why was Chojirō here!? Last time Bumu saw that fatty it was just before they took the water challenge. Bumu hadn't spared a single thought on it, just passing of the Akimichi's absence as hitting some limit, or maybe he backed out at the last minute. But now? It was clear for the first time that this test wasn't like the others. In those you would walk away with a bruised ego. Here? Right now? It was clear failure was death. And that shook Bumu to the core. 

Reaching out, Bumu grabbed the closest operating air tank, taking a deep breath as he held on. Clearly she was against drowning, as that would put all the current hard work to nothing. His hands pressed together, and there was a loud puff of smoke. Instead of just one Bumu, there was now three. Heck, there was three Kabas and three Komas too! They where clones, thankfully made of explosive tags so they wouldn't have to worry about drowning. But... If the sea monsters attacked, the clones where more than capable of flying about the water, since they didn't have to worry about the whole swimming thing. And if they needed a ride, the clones where kinda like rockets, so that could be a quick escape. 

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[color=39b54a][u][b]Kurin Senju[/b][/u]
Location - A Final Gambit in the Earth Tunnel / Interaction - [@Syn]+[@LadyinInk]+[@Altered Tundra][/color]
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This was working pretty well, at the start anyway. But as things continued to happen it became rapidly clear that things where coming down to the wire. Between the whole team, it seemed the fight was getting more and more exhausting, with only Kurin himself anywhere near full strength. And yet... He felt terrified. His heart racing like a drum. Not because he hadn't had to deal with this stress before, but for something very different. The Golem smashed the ceiling, melting the roots he'd grown there at the very start. And the room was rapidly heating up. Heat, his natural enemy. But that didn't scare him. No... What scared Kurin right now was the knowledge that it really was all up to him. As a leader he'd worked with teams that had struggled, but often times a screw up didn't mean death. Here? Right now? That knowledge was pumping through his head. But this is what a leader did. They had to be the one to make the world right. To protect his squad! When the chips where down this is his moment. He'd allow them to sacrifice for him so he could [b]sacrifice[/b] for them! 

[color=a187be]"KURIN! Catch him!"[/color] Snap back to reality, oops there goes gravity. Kurin's arm reached out like a whip, easily snatching the fading Shizuka right out of the air. Pulling him right back, the wood shinobi turned to Jaakuna, holding out the defeated wind ninja. [color=39b54a]"Keep the Wind Seeker safe."[/color] Kurin ordered, turning away from his team. This had gone on to far. The heat that boiled through the room, the way everything seemed to shake... This moment... Kurin had decide this moment would go on no further! He reached into his bag, pulling out a stack of explosive tags. The red paper fluttered in the air, but it wouldn't remain that way for long. No, right now, more so than ever, Kurin had to use every ounce of his power! Hands pressed together, and the ground began to move. The metals, the earth, it all reacted to his desire. Mixing together, growing up and engulfing the fluttering tags. Layering them under the stone, it was time to be extraordinary. His chakra flared, risking to knock Kurin out. But he couldn't. He couldn't risk such a thing! HE COULDN'T LET THE SACRIFICES OF OTHERS BE IN VEIN!

Because that's just who he was. By the time he had finished, there was a golem of stone before them. A monster, a beast with all the force of a Senju behind it. If one could move spirits, moving the earth seemed like a great enough cause. For a moment the team could marvel the creature. Roughly 10 meters tall, not nearly as big as their enemy, but fine enough for what they needed. The golem wasn't alive for more than a second before it was moving. Barreling like a freight train into the lava. The phonzite material had been gathered near the legs, to keep the whole structure from collapsing right off the bat. The size alone would push it through, aiming to tackle the much greater threat in the room. As it got close, Kurin formed another handseal, considering this the ultimate in what he'd be able to get away with now. His golem raised a hand, and thick tree roots began to wrap out, Making the hand larger, aiming more than anything to grab for that lost core on its palm. No matter how the beast would try to pull away, those wrapping roots would be more then enough to grab hold. But Kurin wasn't done. No, he was their leader! He was the best of them all! He had to be! With three souls on his back, he couldn't stop! 

Because entwined with those thick roots, was every single paper tag Kurin had. At least a stack of thirty had been used, possibly mixed in with any his allies had offered up. The pressure of his grip on the core, the size of his golem, the tightening plant roots, the bombs? This was it. ALL OR NOTHING!

Kurin stood there, his eyes focused on the golem. His team had done their part. Their part and more. Without Shizuka or Kiku they'd have nothing. All he wanted right now, wasn't to pass the exam. That seemed trivial right now. More than anything, he wanted to live up to the expectations of those who gave their all. He'd never be able to look himself in the mirror if he couldn't do the same.