Feisty-Pants

Lily Festival

Hanami - Surrender?[

Like a twig beneath the strain of a heel, the Uchiha girl's morale and ability to fight similarly broke all at once. It was peculiar, honestly. A sharpened change from the arrogance the Jounin had seen not long before. Befuddling all the same, the pulse about her eyes faded to their normal pastel hue, and her arms folded guardedly as even still she stood upon the branch.

"Surrender so easily?" She inquired at first, still holding a puzzled expression. "I suppose the Hokage was right, your greatest weakness is one that requires much work. On your feet, now."

Once the girl stood, Hanami nodded softly before waving her hand in a dismissive fashion. "Your Ninjutsu abilities at a basic level are fairly advanced. However, the most basic and critical of components, Taijutsu is where you desperately lack. Follow me."

As suddenly as she had appeared, Hanami leapt off the branch and landed silently on the ground below. After Yuri had also landed, the Hyuuga stretched ever lightly in the cool autumn breeze.

"Alright then," She began to state first. "We've got a long way to go. Second lesson will be this: Without a sound body, one cannot possess a sound mind. Do you know what this means?"

Met with a clueless look at first, Hanami sighed in resignation. "If you cannot truly hone your body, you cannot truly master the Chakra you possess. Plain and simple. In order to master Ninjutsu, you must master Taijutsu. This is the second lesson. And it begins now."

Hanami took several steps distant of Yuri then, turning to face her with her right side, the Jounin's knees bent and her feet spread, while one arm extended forward smoothly so that the back of one palm faced the girl.

"Come, show me what they've taught you, if anything. And I will sharpen you from there. No Ninjutsu, no Bow. Just you."

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Prof. Namashiya Kotori - Patient Songbird

With a long, painfully silent pause; the little songbird patiwntly waited for the door to open. Being sent to retrieve prospective students who didn't seem to want to get anywhere close to ENMA seemed a moot point, but it was an duty she'd have to embrace nonetheless. The key to it all was that in the end, no matter how much power she had, she could not force anyone to join the academy.

It was a matter of persuasion, and for some reason the Dean thought she, a quiet, simple girl, was one capable of such persuasion.

Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't, other times she was even met with hostility, it was all really a game of chance. A game which, judging by the lack of movement within Bang's apartment, was an endeavor she had evidently lost.

Sighing and attaching her business card onto the door by a simple piece of tape, Kotori pivoted gracefully on her heel and lifted herself into the air. Rising silently above the skyline and gaining a remarkable amount of altitude before sharply changing direction and heading back towards the school.

It was not until she reached over the water that she broke into hypersonic speed. Tearing through the atmosphere at well over seven times the speed of sound that caused a deafening blast to rupture the air. It was the very same kind of traveling speed which enabled her to be anywhere on the Earth in just minutes.

It only took a few seconds to arrive back at the Academy.

The sight that greeted her was grossly dissatisfactory. A fight had broken out, and students were strewn about safe in hiding from the maliciousness of others. A scowl crept up on her lips as she landed on the Ground, and she simply raised her hand in silence.

There was not a word of warning, but suddenly the two aggressors found themselves unable to move, barely even able to breathe. As if someone held their entire bodies fast by an invisible hand.

Kotori spoke, only then.

"I recall giving simple instructions. Talk amongst one another, introduce yourselves. Nothing was mentioned about allowing reckless sparring."

The two were then propelled across the field to be as far apart as possible from one another. Then and only then, the professor continued.

"If I had any say since you're both merely prospective students, I would have you removed from this campus and promptly confined. However, the powers that be state that you must be allowed the chance." Setting them both down, Kotori released them from her telekinetic grasp and gifted them with freedom once again.

"But what you have done here has made it infinitely more difficult to procure a key to be granted entrance to this institution. And that key is my recommendation." Her voice seemed to speak with a hint of rashness then, and she turned back towards the school and began a nonchalant walk back towards it.

"For the morning, and for breakfast, class is dismissed. You will find your white prospect uniforms back in the classroom where you met me today. Labeled with your names, and sized accurately to each of you to boot." She stated casually, as the new class followed her back to the school.

"Each uniform has specific properties. GPS location, bulletproof to a point, flame retardant, impact resistant, and it even has self repairing properties alongside a minor healing factor to help you recover from the injuries you will inevitably be dealt. Pay heed however, no matter how great a defense it can provide, it will not make you invincible. Good day now, see you at noon back in my classroom."

Without another word, she strode back into the school, just in time to have her phone jingle a playful tune, indicating a phone call.

Picking it up, it was none other than the Ice Queen herself, inquiring as to where she had been.

The answer was embarassingly simple. Even still, there was a hint of a sorrowful smile.

"I have been coralling future saviors today. Where have you been? Afghanistan as usual I presume? I'm surprised I didn't get dispatched. I assume that it was a problem easily handled by yourself, no? Was Kirima-San there, by any chance?"

Of course the last question was for her own sake, hoping to hearthat Sasaki was doing well.

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I'm only a coGM, but I don't really care about post length. _{I just force myself to write big since e-peen demands it} Whatever keeps things moving works.

@Grey

Pretty much.

I don't think you have the years of practice some of us do, Suku. The way Gurei and some others write comes with practice.

Edit: I might have a bit of a blurb up in a bit. If my daughter cooperates. If not, tomorrow morning at the latest.

Edit: Posted, also fixed the Bang issue.

Lily Festival

Hanami - Lesson Number One

Arrogance seemed to be abounds in plenty when it came to the Archer, and Hanami's arms folded with an expression that seemed unimpressed at best. Jeering and taunting both would fall on seemingly deaf ears while her expression remained mute.

Once Yuri was finally prepared, Hanami's hands and feet spread slightly, her palms opened into a ready, but relaxed state, and pale eyed girl seemed prepared for her student.

Once the actual Yuri stated what she believed to be her victory, Hanami spoke in turn: "Lesson number one."

And then she was struck in the front and back by arrows simultaneously. Her form crumpled and dropped to her knees while blood began to flow from the fresh wounds. Her head reeled back in agony, but instead of a scream gargled by blood in her lungs, her face broke into a vicious smile.

The real Yuri, easily identified through a pair of lavender eyes that pulsed with the iconic Byakugan; heard a voice behind her ear instead. "Never announce your presence out loud. Stealth and silence are key."

Yet there seemed to be no source for the voice!

In front of her, the bloodied Hanami burst into a poof of smoke, leaving only a log perforated by arrows behind it. And then just a split second later, a duet if kunai pierced the tree trunk within millimeters from her ears. They had been thrown, and they missed, terrifyingly so on purpose.

In a shock of movement that mad her appear out of nowhere, Hanami seemed to he standing upon the very tree branch that Yuri stood upon. One would think such a thin strap of wood might snap, but the Hyuuga seemed as light as a feather upon it.

"Lack of stealth, lack of subtlety, and lack of silence can mean the untimely death of not only yourself, but your teammates. There will be a time when your life relies on silence and being able to hide." Hanami spoke grimly, as if she had experienced this truth once before.

"As for basics, which you require as a Genin, that the essence of Lesson One. Do you need a refresher? Or shall we proceed to lesson two?" She quipped calmly, unflinching from the obvious attempt on her life not moments before.

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I'll have a post up tomorrow or the day after.

Lily Festival

O.o

Blergh.

Lily Festival

Hyuuga Hanami - Choice

Inside the Hokage's office quietly stood a Jounin, meticulously studying the files set before her. There was a set of three, with glossed photographs of each potential student carefully plucked up as their respective file was perused through. At least she was given a choice to pick her students, others oft weren't so fortunate.

Tugging slightly at the Kohona Headband which hung about her neck, she listened to the Hokage describe Yuri, and how troublesome she had been. It were almost as if he were hinting not-so-subtly at which one she was supposed to take.

Seemed like she wasn't going to get a choice after all.

Picking up Yuri's photo one last time, she could not help a slight frown. While each of the three prospects possessed potential, this one certainly was the most trouble. Hanami could only hope the labors she was about to endure would bear fruit, but for now it seemed wise that she remain skeptical.

"I will take on the one which you desire." She softly stated, though clearly. Picking up Yuri's file and beginning to read through it a second time. "I'm sure she will become a keen edge for our village in due time."

"Good day, Hokage." The file snapped shut, and crisply found its place at her side whilst the girl deeply bowed towards her superior. "I will see to it that Yuri is successful; in most of her endeavors, if not all."

Turning on heel, she smoothly strode out the doors, and then in blur of movement accompanied by a puff of smoke, she was tearing across Kohona's skyline. Leaping easily from one rooftop to the next in blindingly quick procession.

Veins suddenly pulsed about her eyes, and within her gaze, a whole new world came into focus. One where she could see for many miles, one where she could gaze upon the flow of chakra in others, and most importantly, one where she could easily find Yuri from a distance.

It did not take long, it never did.

Naturally, there was also trouble afoot. There were a trio of critically injured Children and even a badly injured Dog that were crumpled around the girl. And as she closed the distance, she abruptly stopped before a Medic-Nin while en route. Tapping him on the shoulder, there were only a few quick words that needed to be said.

"Follow me please, there are some injuries that need tending to." With such, the Medic pursued her and it wasquickly thereafter that Hanami was the first to arrive, literally seeming to appear out of thin air right in front of her student.

"Good morning," she began. "It seems as if one of the first lessons I will need to teach you is one of restraint." Pale lavender hues then meticulously studied the girl who stood oppoaite of her intensely. "That, and the necessity of modesty. Especially for one of your age."

Blinking for a second, Hanami then smiled sweetly. "My name is Hyuuga Hanami. And I will be your Jounin instructor. I may be only a few years older than you, but with your trust, and with my guidance, you have the chance to hecome a Ninja that Kohona can be proud of."

Glancing over towards the children the medic was tending to, her gaze smoothly resettled upon Yuri. "It is visible you can outpace your classmates. But let me see what you can do. I am your adversary from here on forward, attack me with your fullest ability."

Final Fantasy 9 - Reimagined [Private and Full.]

Minerva - Deal with a Devil

The man spoke, and gave orders atop that to remove her weapons from her. A frown creased her lips behind the casque she wore, surely he didn't intend to keep them indefinitely, yet such cognition failed to make such confiscation any less inconvenient. She herself was a weapon, the sword and shield were simply accessories.

More likely than not he'd request she remove her armor too.

So as the thieves approached, some more lecherous than others, she slowly raised her fingertips up to the belt that held her swords to her backside and unfastened it. With a heavy clang that resounded with the weight such weapons possessed, the heavy slam of the shield finding the floor also denoted her disarmament.

Reaching up to iust beneath her chin, the heavy helmet came unfastened, and piercing eyes of azure came to be revealed as the helm was removed. Chestnut hair came cascading downward as gauntleted fingertups fiddled with the belts holding the chest plate came undone. The heavy waist plates, thigh, and legplates all came clattering down in a haphazard pile.

Pure white silk came to view beneath it all, and more importantly, the family crest of the Fairchild Family on her hip. Those of noble merchanthood based in Lindblum, anyone from such a city would easily recognize the name.

What had once been a heavily armored Knight evidently came to be an elegantly dressed, and remarkably striking girl in her early twenties. The only armor that remained were the gauntlets about her arms, and in all this process, she did not remove her eyes from Cassius. Glaring at him almost accusingly.

"Is this satisfactory?" She quipped sullenly, with her palms opened to indicate a lack of hidden weaponry. "If so, I will be on my way to my charge, Thief."

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<Snipped quote by Feisty-Pants>

That's not how you box

@Grey

Koto's not a boxer. D:

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I think you can edit your post, there's nobody in particular interacting with Koto or Bang at the moment (thankfully). That leaves room for edits!

@NarayanK

Betting I will edit ony lunch hour, coming soon.