[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/DpHipWH.png[/img] [color=bc8dbf][u][b]Nousagi Hyuuga[/b][/u] Location - Fighting Arena / Interaction - [@Ganryu][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Nousagi had to admit, his opponent was fast. Clever too. Using every moment that Nousagi paused as a chance to counter attack. But, it was only a fool that allowed something like this to happen without a counter attack. Considering he was rather light on his feet, and the gentle fist style was all for fluid motions this seemed like the perfect chance to counter attack. As Nousagi's elbow met Kaito's shoulder, he did two specific actions. Which would be listed here. His left hand moved like a bullet, but it wasn't just to touch his opponent. Instead, there was a spark, a flash, and the head of a lion appeared in the palm of his hand. This was the Gentle Step Twin Lion Fists, or fist since he was only using one. The lion fist wasn't just a love tap. Instead it was a force capable of shattering stone, and more importantly the human rib cage. Nousagi's fist collided with Kaito's left side, filling the air with the loud crackle of bone being broken. A few broken ribs wouldn't kill Kaito. Not if he got medical attention. The sooner the better to be honest. But, upon the impact area, it shut down his chakra path, more than enough to make the molding of further jutsu a much harder task. Specifically since it was in such a cluster of important organs. Kaito would lose some chakra too, but that was such a minor thing in the grand scheme of things that it barely needed to be brought up. The second action came around the time Nousagi was being tossed. His arm broken, but he knew it was coming. Again, a very obvious technique by any stretch of the word. So when he was lifted over Kaito's shoulder, Nousagi managed a kneeing jab to the boy's back. The hit itself wasn't that much to right home about. More like a soft tap. But with full control of his tenketsu points, that made even this love tap a blow worth shutting down more of Kaito's body functions. After landing, Nousagi was back on his feet, eyes wide and focused on Kaito. Well, only paritally, some attention was given to the broken arm. [color=bc8dbf]"Greatness, huh?"[/color] Nousagi spoke, never blinking once. [color=bc8dbf]"So you're a thief, and a coward. Let me tell you something. Talk like that? It merely proves how weak you are! You'd rather blame others for your failings, or even your own short comings!"[/color] He took a step closer, soaking in the atmosphere. [color=bc8dbf]"But the real issue is you. You blame others for your lack of greatness. Claiming you had to steal it and assuming that makes you worthy. But the true fact, the one you're hiding from is that nobody else is to blame for your weakness. Greatness? You might as well be shouting about destiny like a child who thinks he's been denied something. You where never worthy of greatness, because you believed others denied you it! Greatness is free to claim, you just have to earn it!"[/color] [center]_________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/KJHKbxx.png[/img] [color=9e0b0f][u][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/u] Location - Smile you son of a Fox / Interaction - [@BladeX]+[@GlitchyBugger][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Why Bumu? Why Why Why was this happening to the fox? All Bumu wanted out of life was to be really cool. Since you know, it was all better than simply tending to a shrine forever. Instead the fox was now clinging to an oxygen tank, claws digging into the metal as she was being shaken back and forth. The whole motion would have been sickening, if Bumu wasn't already feeling rather sick from all this water. If Bumu didn't become a Jonin for all the shit he had to put up with today then there would be a few angry letters written in fox scratch. The sea king was fast. Scary fast. It was only thanks to Bumu's incredible s- Okay, that's a lie. Bumu didn't even realize the Sea King had moved until the fish was behind him. The fox felt her spine crawl, and could barely get a response before his valuable air tank was being torn apart. Well, time to resort of plan B. Wait, was this plan be? Maybe it was plan Z? Ah yes, Bumu loved plan Z. As the sea king was biting into the air tank, Bumu took one last deep breath. The eruption of bubbles did an amazing job of hiding the fox from that deadly maw, so guess it was time. Slamming a palm against the tank, explosive tags began to slide down the canister. Crawling if the word was appropriate. Making their way easily into the sea king's maw, folding past his teeth and planting them in the insides of his mouth and throat. Bumu hoped the sea king was too bloodthirsty to realize this, but it didn't really matter. Placing a foot on the sea king's snout, Bumu kicked off, floating just out of reach as her hands clasped together. If Bumu wasn't holding his breath, he might have made a witty one liner. Maybe something like "Smile you son of a bitch." But that might be too on the nose. After all, what other famous scenario involved a fish monster chewing on a air tank and getting blown up? As Bumu's hands clapped together, the first tag on the roof of the sea king's mouth exploded. Another on the inside of his cheek did as well, exploding inside the sea king. With any luck, the air tank would catch, exploding on its own for extra measure. Depending on how many tags Bumu managed to sneak in before having to escape and detonate, the sea king would hopefully end up with his insides powderized. Though part of Bumu was always that kind of optimist. As for Bumu's clones, they buzzed through the water, catching Bumu and Koma easily. Thus pulling them away from the king, adding a little more distance in case of a counter. [color=9e0b0f]"Don't worry, we'll keep you two mobile!"[/color] A clone of Bumu grinned, alongside a clone of Koma. A clone of Kaba would also be in hot pursuit, ready to catch him for an escape as soon as they where done. They just needed the scroll, right? If the king's head blew up, they'd get the scroll! Wow, that's a morbid way of thinking. [center]_________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/cFjlpPv.png[/img] [color=39b54a][u][b]Kurin Senju[/b][/u] Location - Forest of Death / Interaction - [@Syn]+[@LadyinInk]+[@Altered Tundra][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Pain, that was the first thing that Kurin realized he was feeling. While his golem broke the flow, he wasn't safe. Lava splattered onto his face, scorching his cheeks and forcing him to lose focus. He staggered back as pain erupted on his chest and shoulders. He couldn't think, didn't want to think, he felt like he was about to shut down. Losing focus, he screamed, his uniform scorched and burnt. He was lucky in a way that he wore so much protection, but in the end this was still lava. The burns that scorched his chest, the terrible searing pain. Had he been a lesser shinobi he may have died from the pain. Guess that just goes to show how great his team was. If anything, his own biology was his saving grace. That unique vitality that made the Senju clan almost immortal saved his life, and yet... He blacked out. When he awoke, he was on the grass... No... Not the grass, that was just what was nearby. He was on a makeshift bed, medical ninja running around. And yet, he felt stronger, not weaker. One of the medical team was all over him, checking his injuries. Kurin let his eyes roll down to the wounds, and for a moment he could see the damage. Skin was practically melted in some area, and judging from where the medical team was focusing he expected some scarring on his internal organs. And yet, he felt like laughing. He opened his mouth, and let out a winded sigh. Apparently he didn't even have the strength to do that. He'd be fine later though. But looking around, he could see the rest of his team, all of which where being tended to. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't. "Careful there. You probably breathed in something bad. You're gonna need to work on your stamina, those gases did a number on your lungs." One of the two medical ninja said. "You'll have some scarring on your chest, and that eye thingy you use? Maybe uh... They'll be some scarring there where the metal seared into your flesh. But we can set up an appointment for that later. Too risky to remove it right now." Well, isn't that just his luck... Guess barking orders at the rest of the team would be out of the question for a while. With a pat on the shoulder, he was told to stand up, stretching slowly as he stood. Kurin looked to his team, and took a step to Shizuka. Holding out a hand, he was making a silent gesture. He knew they did something like this in the land of iron. How you would hold out your hand to somebody you had bonded with. Even if it was a small gesture, he knew it was important. A single sign that said 'you're with me now.' Hearing Jaakuna speak, Kurin looked to that hot blooded fire starter. It was clear the damage to his arms wasn't going to go away. He smiled, at least they worked well together. They'd have to work on some legit combo moves that didn't involve tossing him around like a toy on a string. Either way, he leaned down, tapping heads and smirking. Guess they were a real team after all. They'd probably have to come up with a new team name, one that wasn't a joke they wrote up. [color=39b54a]"Thank you."[/color] Kurin choked out, a hand on his chest. [color=39b54a]"Thank you, all of you."[/color] [center]_________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center][h1][color=fff79a][u][b]LIGHTNING ROUND[/b][/u][/color][/h1] [img]http://rs1064.pbsrc.com/albums/u362/Please_Edit_Me/Chakra%20Elements/lightningkanji-1.png~c200[/img] [@Spanner][@Kalas][@Ganryu][@yoshua171] __________________________________________----------=====----------__________________________________________[/center] Silently, a proctor was shaking his head as he watched all this unfold. Probably swearing to himself that he had to get stuck with a bunch of overly cautious ones. But, at least there was a smart one amongst them, even if she was literally ignoring one problem entirely to focus on something obvious. Silently he pulled out his hair as the second proctor sipped tea. "Relax dude. It's their own faults." Back on the actual front of events, it was going... Well just going. Lots of wasting time, reseting barriers, planning to hit the drums. Etc. The proctor honestly just wanted to step in and tell them they only had to hit one drum, but fine. Hit as many as they wanted. Go, have fun. Honestly the sheer number of drums had been designed in intent to distract Raiju. Forcing the beast to jump from one drum to the other long enough for the team to focus on it. Hitting them all at once in such a way was just counter productive. So counter productive that when they hit the drums again, all the lights went out from the sonic force. Leaving the whole team in darkness. Except for a single light. Raiju, perched in the naval of the buddha statue. Eyes sparking as it leapt out. And in the darkness, illuminated only by Raiju's appearance, the team could see that the statue they had worshipped so kindly was not Buddha. That joyous face, that kind look. Gone. Replaced with a toothy grin, a cruel gaze... The face of the great oni, Raijin. [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vEFNcRl.png[/img][/center] On one positive, it seemed Ai was somewhat right about Raiju being a beast of chakra. But when one of her tags made contact, it burned up. Sizzling upon touch as volts of electricity tore right through it. Not even the seal could activate in time to stop the pure lightning that made this monster up. Smashing against the barrier again, the wolf was on the prowl, jumping about, leaving its master unguarded as he tried to tear through the barrier to any of the four who disturbed it again and again. Most of all, the naval was left unguarded, and there, in plain view, shimmering in the darkness, was the scroll of lightning. One of them just had to grab it before Raiju caught them. They only had seconds lift to this, as the whole building began to rumble. The sonic force of the drums succeeding in breaking the structure, forcing their hand. They couldn't wait. They had to move. MOVE!