Tetsuba Zaisette
"That one looks like an explosive tag... No, wait. It just looks like more fluff" The clouds weren't putting on a very good show today. Zay crinkled his nose and shifted uncomfortably in the grass as sounds of dissatisfied farmers poured into his left ear.
'Damn Konoha' one grumbled, angrily stomping through the grass like an insufferable child, upset that his puny pumpkin hadn't been worth the judge's time. Something about those foreign farmers was awfully concerning.
"Not much competition," Zaisette yawned, stretching his limbs into the soil before propping himself up on both elbows. The sky might have been a snore, but at least it didn't complain about its shy little clouds not winning first place in some contest. Judging by the sparse overcast though, the sky would probably be clear for the rest of the day. With a lack of any real work to be done, the conditions couldn't have been more perfect for Zay. He surveyed the
mostly joyous crowds momentarily with a faint smirk, before sinking back into the worn patch of grass that he'd commandeered earlier in the day, and shutting his eyes. To Zay's disappointment however, A loud hissing noise didn't let him fall into a very deep sleep. Gritting his teeth, the silver haired shinobi opened his eyes wide, only to wince in surprise at the bright star above him. He loosely blocked his face with both hands, and sat upright, trying to discern the origin of the peculiar light. Was it fireworks? A meteorite?
"Ah, yes," Zay grunted, recognizing that he'd been painfully glaring at a flare. As the light died down, Zay lowered his arms and stared at the dying flare, completely perplexed.
"Odd," he rasped, falling onto his back once against with his arms stretched out. A child ran up to him before he could find peace though, giggling at the flare with a look of joy slathered across his muddy little face.
"Fireworks!" The child shrieked, causing Zay to roll away in shock. Noisy little kid! That wasn't a firework, it was a-
"...Flare!" Zay hissed, pushing himself off of the grass without delay. But before he could raise to his feet, the sound of explosions rang out through the festival grounds and staggered the confused Shinobi, sending him right back to the ground. Zay scrambled to his feet and spun around to see Red Sages swarming the festival, from every which way.
"Ah hell." Before he could constitute much of a thought, his ally shinobi jumped into action and began to engage the enemy. Zay began to gather Chakra in his palms as he walked forwards slowly, looking for a way to assist his comrades. Well, looking for
comrades that needed assisting, rather.
The first thing to catch his eye was
hopefully the last thing he would have to dedicate his attention to, and that'd been a rather flamboyant Red Sage who felt the need to spout arrogant nonsense, egging on the shinobi nearby to target him. What an idiot... Or was this a tactical ploy? It didn't matter, because before Zay could engage the annoying little fool, the sage was set off balance by another Shinobi's attack. A hyuga! Several clones also moved to intercept straight afterwards. The two confederate Shinobi would've been more than a match for that clown, if it weren't for yet another Red Sage stepping into the fray.
"Water Release: Water Bullet!" He called out, firing a water-natured bullet towards the engaged Hyuga. That couldn't be allowed, and Zay had built enough Chakra by now to be of some use. But before he could rush to the Hyuga's aid, Zay felt something scrape past his shoulder. The sting of broken skin forced him to turn him around immediately. Zay tapped to two shallow shuriken wounds with his left thumb, leaving behind a small amount of liquid silver to seal them both, before he launching a slurry of shining goo towards the attacker behind him. It was a single Red-Sage Shinobi, and before he had a chance to dig his kunai into Zay's back, he slipped on the streak of silver liquid and was consumed in the same moment. Zay felt the assailant's flesh and bones mesh together into a useless pulp within the streak of liquid, and cringed at the sensation before calling his silver back.
Zay turned back towards the blue-haired red sage Shinobi, delayed significantly by the pathetic attempt on his life. Nonetheless, his mirror pool was now a few yards in diameter. With its current size, Zay was able to rush towards Nori, relatively unencumbered by his Jutsu. Gathering chakra in his throat, fired a continuous flurry of silver balls from his mouth with only a second of preparation, aimed to strike the Red Sage Shinobi from roughly 17 yards away.
"Today was supposed to be a lazy day."
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