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Timore Scarborough
Tune and Rhythm


Timore's humming gained a slight beat, his tongue clicking to keep tempo. He let small waves of essence move outwards from him, the action caused by the clicking noise. Sound was the catalyst to dance after all. In this way he was able to keep tabs on his surrounding even when his target wasn't making noise. The tune he was humming was a cheerful one and had been the entire time.

He began walking to a location 8 meters to the right of his target's location as he hummed, bobbing his head side to side lightly, a smile which appeared genuinely content on his features. It was always fun when his targets had to be sneaky. Then again, it could mean she was just a coward, which could be amusing and make his job a bit easier. It'd be far better if she was just clever though. He loved clever opponents. His essence continued to travel through Metentis' form, which remained wrapped around his right arm.

His left hand was at his side, fingers bending to his palm one after the other, appearing to tap out the beat on his hand. In actuality each finger was taking turns holding the ring against his palm. It might make someone think he was casting spell or weaving magic, but that allowed him to disguise his actual intention quite well. He'd have laughed if it wouldn't break his act. He'd put money on his opponent having already seen through the act somewhat, though it was unlikely she'd deciphered it. Reason being he could clearly sense the purposeful movements of something that was unlikely to be human or animal. It certainly wasn't alive given that he couldn't locate its essence. Nonetheless, its presence interrupted the flow of energy from the waves he was sending off when he clicked his tongue, so he could sense it. The closer it got the more detectable it would become. Also, by leaving essence on the thing he began to be able to trace it via the essence on its surface. After awhile he wouldn't need the clicks anymore.
Taraatsu, Akine - The Soul Thief
Simple Maneuvers


Noting the movement of the spirit with his eyes, though he did not follow the movement, Akine drew two of his Koibito and tied wire to connect the two. He let the rings approach, but rather than allow them to travel their full distance, he jumped backwards twice and whipped one of his daggers forwards, the wire lengthening as he did, so that it went through one of the rings and continued on towards a second. He had struck when the rings were near, making it difficult for them to draw away. His movement positioned him 4 meters from the rings and to the right somewhat. He had thrown the dagger as he moved back.

While his action was simple, his intent was far from it as he was testing whether she could move the rings to her will and also how swiftly she adapted, which would inform him as to her skill and precision. All of it processed in an instant. He kept one of the dagger's in his left hand, his other hand holding the wire. He willed a spirit to release from his blade and travel through his form. His chakra fluctuated somewhat to hide its presence. He sent the chakra through the wire to mask the spirit as it moved therein, stretching its form over the length of it.

He wondered how fun the woman would prove to be. Not to mention the odd sheep, which was apparently capable of jutsu, judging by its focusing of chakra.
Timore Scarborough
Sleight of Hand


Flashes of movement and sound, but nonetheless they were quiet ones. Could be animals, could be something else. Metentis informed him it wasn't the animals. He began weaving essence in an invisible field around him, strands of energy heeding his voice's commands as he hummed quietly while he walked. There it was, the colors and essence of a voice. The essence around him coalesced behind him even as Metentis hissed a warning in his mind. The essence solidified, striking the bolt of light from the side and deflecting it with a tiny angled barrier while Timore appeared to make his walk more aimless, allowing the bolt to fly past him. It all happened fast and the essence dissipated as fast as it had solidified, leaving no trace.

He had only used it to slightly alter the path of the bolt so his movement barely dodged it, making it look like a coincidence rather than his own skill. He crouched by the stream and ran his fingers through the water. As he did this he drew his ring from his finger beneath the surface.

He knew where the girl was and he was positioned just so she could see him running his fingers through the water. However, since she was no terribly close she'd be unable to see him remove the ring underwater.

He rose up holding a finger up to test the wind before lowering the hand to his side. He held the ring in it, ready to act.

He had been humming the entire time.

The music was playing and so the dance must begin as well.

(Note: Don't lock yourself into actions. Meaning, if I interrupt one of your actions, you can choose to have your character not try to do the things after that action, but instead react to my character. Assume that I do this as well because if Timore's actions are interrupted he won't just stand there and get hit. Just something noteworthy :))
Taraatsu, Akine - The Soul Thief


He'd been walking for quite awhile, yes he had. It had been boring. Very boring, yes...and he was hungry. "Mmm, I think a hunt is well past due," said the Soul Thief as he licked his lips. Immediately his perception shifted and he expanded his senses, gaze roving over the landscape. He had no idea where his wanderings had ended him up, and he didn't much care, but it seemed that it had put him quite close to something that might even hold his interest for a time. Dashing forwards, Akine lept into the treetops, moving from tree to tree to avoid the obstacles on the ground till, quite suddenly, he reached the edge of a clearing. He drew a kunai in an instant and threw it at the child even as he let himself fall down from the tree and land on the opposite side of the clearing from the strange duo...and the sheep. No, trio, he corrected himself, noticing the sheep's abnormally potent spirit. "How interesting," he mused aloud, his characteristic grin 'pon his lips. Blood lust and killing intent spilled off of him like water poured into a full cup.

His eyes locked onto Chiyoko, the clear leader of the group based on the size of her soul...and the power that emanated off of her. She looked delicious. "Why hello there, miss," he began, bowing without letting his eyes move from her form, before he rose back up and walked diagonally to the left. His path was nearly straight, but nonetheless curved slightly inwards almost as if he were circling them, but didn't have enough room. "I don't suppose you'd be so kind as to part with your body, mmm?" His smile widened to reveal his teeth in a cheshire grin.

This would prove amusing. Perhaps it would even sate him for a time.

Psh, as if!
Kaiu IouchiryoKurohasu


Hunting her target, senses honing in, Kaiu ran through the forest at top speed, her form a blur to the eyes of a normal man and her movements silent. Then, stopping near the clearing with the glass, she checked her senses once more, her sensory technique active, and noted the man's presence. Good, he hasn't gotten away, she observed, drawing her cloak around herself and utilizing a stealth technique while suppressing her chakra to minimal levels. She made her way, in the tree tops, to the clearing's edge where she peaked down at the man, making sure to stay within the shadows. The sight that met her eyes was odd for the man appeared quite relaxed, legs crossed, as he sat upon the glass pillars. stranger still was the construct itself, which connected many pillars of glass to one another. Why was such a thing situated in the middle of a vast forest...? There weren't even any ruins nearby. Perhaps an underground compound? A left over piece of architecture. It was clearly not normal glass to have survived this long if that were the case.

She wasn't sure how she wanted to approach this. She could reveal herself and fight him in earnest, or she could go with her usual methods.... After a moment's thought she decided on the latter of the two. channeling her chakra around a shuriken and attaching a wire to it, she threw it downwards, turning it into a leaf at the last moment so it made no abnormal noise as it landed. She turned it back, allowing it to stick into the ground where it had landed. She let the wire extend with the transformation technique as she made her way silently around the clearing twice. On her second pass she stopped part way around so that she was position roughly 20 meters behind her target in the trees. With this measure in place she moved the wire around the tree she was on--though she did not tie it--and then descended to the ground.

Part way through she'd decided on something in between her earlier options. As she moved she kept her grip on the wire, sending a tiny trickle of chakra through it to reinforce its strength as she turned it into spider silk.

She walked out of the trees, revealing herself in part. She didn't remove the cloak that allowed her to blend in, but instead stopped suppressing her chakra and killing intent as she approached the man from behind; her pace steady, her footfalls silent. She summoned one of her wakizashi to her free hand letting light glint off of it slightly to see if the man noticed.

Every action was measured. Every measured action a test.

The first step towards victory was in understanding your opponent. This was what she intended to do.
Timore Scarborough


Walking into the forest with Metentis wrapped soundly around his wrist, even Timore's eyes had trouble piercing through the mist. Nonetheless, he could still see the high density essence through the fog, making it easier for him to identify living things and their shapes where he couldn't physically see them. He'd been sent on a mission by the Academy to hunt some rogue or something. Apparently she'd violated some law or another, likely without even realizing it. Nonetheless, she was to be brought in alive, if possible. He wasn't to risk his hide if it was too much trouble to do that though. Better to have an alive musician than a potential criminal after all.

Smirking slightly, his eyes weaving back and forth, and occasionally up, Timore pondered the nature of the forest he'd had to enter. It was a strange place. They called it Merelil's Mist apparently. A fitting name, though it was admittedly difficult for him to remember who the hell Merelil had been. He was hardly a history buff, even after all of those classes.

He reckoned it was some demon...or perhaps an ancient human mage. Those popped up here and there. As he began to grow annoyed with locating his query he found his foot produce a slight wet sound. Glancing down he noticed the stream set before him. He'd almost walked into it with how lost in thought he'd been. Not the best thing to be when on a mission.

This in mind, the young man refocused his attention and sent essence through Metentis, rousing it from its partial slumber. Immediately the fragment's fashioned eye sockets began to glow a fierce emerald green, a similar color shining from Timore's eyes. He heard the being's voice whisper in his mind, guiding him, 'She's neearr,' the serpentine fragment hissed. Timore focused his energies, sending more into the instrument's form even as he wondered how near and in what direction she was. 'Up,' the fragment supplied the answer--he smiled in response, glancing up lazily as if he were simply surveying the area. He turned and walked along the stream's edge. He figured she could hear his movements.

Now it was just a matter of time. Who would strike first?

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Sweet ^_^

I got the battle up~

The link is in the cards hider.
Taraatsu, Akine - The Soul Thief



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