Letting out a massive yawn, nobari stretched her arms as she sat up in bed. She took a glance at her clock and saw it read 2 P.M. To anyone else that might have been strange, however nobari stayed up all night and slept during the day, so this was a very usual time for her to get up, she kicked her legs out to the the side of the bed. The dream she had had been weird, that much she could remember, however she couldn't recall any of the other details about the dream, only that it had been strange in one way or another. she then stood up and opened up her blinds a little bit to let some sunlight into her bedroom. She then stretched once again as she let out another yawn. getting up was no one's favorite part of the day, so why should she be any different? Nobari slowly made her way over to her closest and picked out her third set of her typically outfit, a black t-shirt, with a black hoodie, and a black pair of shorts, with a black pair of shoes. One might assume that she loved the color black. However, those people would assume wrong. While she did enjoy the color, it wasn't her favorite. She simply chose to wear it because it helped her blend in better. made her simply just another face in the crowd.

After she had gathered those clothes, and others, such as panties and a bra, as well as socks. She headed into her bathroom, and placed all of them on the counter. then she stripped down to nothing, and stepped into her shower. Nobari never took too long to shower, however before she got out she always made she that she had taken care of the things that were necessary while she was in there. She stepped out of her nice warm "morning" shower, and dried off. Then she proceeded to put on the clothes that she had picked out, and put her pj's in the laundry basket. Next step was breakfast/lunch for most normal humans. Nobari got out a frying pan, and cooked some sausage for herself, before she washed the pan, and then used it again to make herself some scrambled eggs. She quickly eat her breakfast, then set her dishes in the sink for her to clean later on, right now she had to finish getting ready for her weekly training day. this was the day she had been preparing for all week. the day she would improve her self physically and mental, which mentally was her more important goal in this, because in her mind, if she had more mental endurance, she could resist that monster inside of her better. Then maybe she would have a little more courage to go out and train more, rather than one day a week, and later in the day as well so a majority of the genin were at home with there families instead of out training.

Nobari made her way to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, then she put on her hoodie, and tied her iwagakure headband around her neck, some what loosely but tight enough to where it would stay on in combat, and still give her some protection. Then she fastened her scythe to her back, and put her two dual sickle and chains in their holster. on pair on each side of the hip. she had boughten these weapons recently, because she felt like she needed more protection from the world around here, espically if she was going to be a ninja... and honestly what was a ninja without there tools? however none of the typical weapons she felt suited here. until she came a crossed the three weapons she had on her at the moment. three weapons the most might consider weird or strange to use, but she felt right at home with them. headed towards the door of her house. however before she left, she made sure to lock up all of the doors in the building so that no one could get in while she was out for the night. then she went out of her front door, and made sure to lock it behind her. Sticking her key inside of her kunai pouch. then she was on her merry way, down the road towards the village gate, and off towards the fissure training grounds. when she walked she kept her hood up and her head down, it was her common way of walking in order to avoid making unnecessary conversation with someone. her way of closing herself off from the world. her way of not letting the monster win. it was what she had to do to cope. until she could figure out a way to get rid of the other being in her mind, she would do whatever it took to prevent herself from caving into it. However, that plan didn't always work.

Nobari reached the fissure training grounds not longer after she set out. the road there outside of the village seemed dark and like she might get attacked at any moment. It was then she proceeded to take off her hood and be wary of her surroundings. although she didn't sense anything outright, she had the nervous feeling that someone, somewhere was not only watching her, but following her as well. However this fact didn't scare her at all. if they tried anything with her. they better have came prepared for the demon inside to put up a fight. nobari until one pair of her dual sickle and chains and grabbed each sickle in each of her hands. Then she focused in on one of the training dummies, and swung the sickle in her right, hand attempting to control the blade with the sickle in her left hand. However she soon found out that this wasn't an easy task, but she would not give up, nor give in. she was bound and determined to do this no matter what it took. she will beat the demon in her mind. that much she knew to be indisputable.  it was her goal, and one of the few she had. it was why she was here today, and probably while she will be here next week, and the week after that. Because she believed that if she could get strong enough. she could do it.

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CPD:5 posts
Perception E -> D 750/750
Speed E-3 -> D 300/300
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The most part of the morning had been directed towards doing laundry, cleaning and house chores in general. He was the only one that lived in this abandoned home so it hardly got dirty. He ate alone so he hardly had any plates to wash. He wore just three sets of clothes at most so he hardly had any clothes to wash. At exactly ten o'clock in the morning, he was done with tidying up the insides of his home starting from the rooms up the stairs, down to the living room and kitchen down the stairs and even farther down into the basement where he lived his life to the fullest, his puppet workshop. With bare chest, he stepped out of the door to his frontage. He felt the cool breeze of the morning slap against his bare chest as the beads of sweat forming below his jaw dropped to his chest and raced their way down to his lower torso thereby soaking the edges of the shorts he wore. He had a little garden in front of his house so weeding and watering was neccessary. Being able to control wood and manipulate plant life proved useful in this situation. With simple hand movements, he uprooted the weeds and replanted the younglings that were struggling for nutrients.

Looking at the tap beside him, he ran the water and used the hose to water the plants. It was a beautiful sight to see the sun shine on the little water droplets on the leaves. He went back into the house feeling accomplished. His stay in iwagakure had been going perfectly smooth. It felt ok being alone and not having any attachments. He felt like he had a former life but everything just seemed so new to him. His newly discovered ability, his perfoming of jutsu and most other things, they all look like he had learnt them from somewhere but he just could not remember. It was like he was born anew. He looked at the wall clock and saw how much time he had spent doing some work. He allowed himself to sweat out a bit more before he finally went to take his bath. He spent about seven to eight minutes in the bathroom washing him self properly. The water was so calm that dray could almost hear it breathing as he had an affinity to water.

He slipped into his usual clothes that were never dirty. To whoever saw him, the immediate conclusion that he had just one cloth would be met but that was absolutely wrong because he had three of the same clothes so it was hard to detect besides, he planned on getting a bit more of the clothes to dress his puppets. He had a brilliant idea in making puppets that were very much identical to him thereby confusing the opponent in battle. He left his medium sized green hair to fall in its regular position as he tied a black symboless head band to his fore head tightly. His senbons and kunais had been well laced at the tip of his sleeves for easy withdrawal and such that they would not harm him. Not only did the basic weapons occupy his cloth's sleeves but the insides of his clothes too. He was a very unpredictable opponent in battle but he hated picking fights. He was a man of patience and the calm look that he always held made it difficult for his expressions or actions to be read easily.

He did not plan to fight anybody, he just loved to be prepared. He exited his home without even locking his door because he wondered what anyone would want in an abandoned house. Just to be sure, he let his chakra flow into the ground as the bushes around the house suddenly grew so high that it made it difficult for anyone to believe that the house was occupied. He wondered what could be done for the day. He had no friends, just an acquaintance who probably regarded him as a friend. He hardly came out and the last time he got in a fight, it was with one who called himself the phantom eye warrior. The battle was too easy that it merely impressed dray but his opponent's desperation to win was beautiful. He remembered the battle ground as the fissure grounds. Perhaps, someone intresting to watch would be there. Dray headed to the fissure grounds. In the little crowd, he saw a suspicious figure. Someone in a hood. The movement of the fellow immediately interpreted the fact that he or she was going somewhere. Not being curious, dray followed the fellow and to his suprise, the person led him to the fissure grounds. Exactly where he wanted to go to. The place was empty but dray felt like an entertainment was coming up. He hopped into one of the trees and began to watch. The person finally lifted up the hood and revealed her self to be a female. She was probably very young but dray could not yet decide. Her attire was mainly black and she had some weapons strapped to her waist. She was probably here to train as dray saw her unholster her weapons and began to lash out on the training dummy present.
Let's see how interesting thing get.. Dray thought to himself being just about ten metres away in the trees from her.
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That feeling. Eyes on her. it remained unending, unwavering, she was certain someone was there before she could even had any proof, but then she heard it. Feet landing on a tree branch about ten meters behind her.  the confirmation she needed. there was proof she was being followed. she would need to do something about this, but should she wait until they made a move? no that was stupid, then she was open for attack, and she would need to know wen the strike was made, and have time to react and defend. it just didn't seem logical for her to wait it out, hoping they only remained as a spectator. no not just illogical, but her nerves wouldn't be able to handle the pressure either. it would be maddening. she thought for a moment as her dual ended sickle and chain became easier to use. she still didn't quiet have the level of expertise she needed to be considered a master, but a basic understanding and accuracy was enough. she also came really good at knowing her ranges too. About 8 meters for each chain, and nobari had surprise on her side, although the scythe on her back was apparent, her second pair of sickles was concealed, along with her throwing weapons.

Nobari yanked on the chain hard with her right hand, sending the other sickle that was on the ground flying towards her, while she held the other sickle in her left hand. It looked like it was going to head off a bit too far to the right, so with the bit of chain she was holding in her left hand along with the sickle handle, she gave a tiny pull, correcting it's flight path. Then she reach out and caught the second sickle, immediately taking a small amount of the chain into her hands while she held the handle, as she had done with her left hand, this while it made it a little bit harder to hold on to, gave a lot more control of her movements with the sickle. She narrowed her eyes at the log before her. She then threw the sickle in her left hand, her accuracy wasn't perfect but that's why she had the chain. she yanked on the chain in her right hand a little bit at just the right time, and the sickle curved. The sound of the sickle sticking into the side of the log echoed through-out the area. a smile tugged at the corners of Nobari's lips. she had done it. now that she felt she had better control of her weapons it was time to go for a bit more advanced maneuver, she walked up to the log, and placed one hand on the log, channeling chakra into it for a substitution in case she needed it, then she used the other hand to pull out the sickle, thus making the whole situation look completely natural. then she walked to what seemed close to her spot, during that time she took a quick scan on the tree lines. she couldn't see anyone outright, because she attempted to make her glance two quick to notice before she glanced back down to the ground acting like she was counting her paces. but, she knew where the sound came from, and she had a rough idea of where the branches were located. Using that knowledge she knew she was ready for her next plan.

Nobari stood now about 14 meters from where she was sure the person was standing. her look grew dark as she took a deep breathe then exhaled. this could easily turn into a battle for her life. she half smirked as she tightened her on her sickles. then she made a motion to throw, and it looked like she was about to throw it at the log she just had been, but instead she held on a bit longer and let it fly behind her, she intently made the direction seem slightly off from her intended target. As she did that, in one motion, she started to twirl around, and unlatch her second sickle and chain, as she dropped the other end of the first one. she then threw the second one as she finished her turn, perfectly in time with the end of the first chain so that the front of the second one was slightly before the end of the first one. then she waited a moment and pulled on the second chain, the two sickle heads caught, in the middle of the air, yanking on the first change and causing it to turn as drastically as she had pulled on it. during this time she had located the man, and timed the pull on the chain perfectly. the blade of the sickle arched around and cut right in front of the man's face as it stuck into the tree trunk right beside him. This series of motions happened in less than a second. The motion looked so practiced and flawless she was even surprised she pulled it off. However, she didn't give it away. her looked gave off an expression of anger and murder.

"You know it's considered rude to sneak up on a girl." she said aloud as she  glared at the man. she said her left leg slightly extended from the series of movements she just made. it was fast, and it was clean, to any non-shinobi it probably looked scary. How quickly and accurately she managed to whip around and reach out at 14 meters, but that wasn't even the ace up her sleeve. "but sneaking up on me was an especially stupid mistake. state your business, and why your following me, and maybe i won't report you to the authorities. you don't look like any Iwa ninja i've seen, so while you at it why don't you tell me where your from"  she said aloud as the chain slacked a little bit as it wasn't fully extended, however it was enough to get the two chains connected into the center in the air.

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Total WC:2118
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Dray waited silently in the tree. His feet were so light on the tree branch as he perched on it at the same time, sharing some moment with the branch. He did not balance his whole weight on the tree branch so he could change his location at any given moment. He watched the scene unfold before him. He loved to see abilities that would impress him. Her gender did not matter to him. What she could do was what mattered. What was she capable of? He wondered.  She came out here at this time of the night to train alone. Was she doing so because she was no good at what she did and because others would laugh at her or was it because she knew what she was capable of and loved to be alone? If the latter was the case, then they both had one thing in common. Dray himself hated honing his skills in the presence of others. He loved to be alone, to think about himself, to explore, to discover because he knew that there was more to him than any person could imagine. But for one second, a part of him imagined that he and this fellow had everything in common but he quickly waved it aside. It was like there were two souls in him. Like an older part and a newer one. He held his calm look and focused more on the lady. Something good was coming soon or so he hoped.
Dray noticed the lady stop for a moment as he began to analyze her. He could well see the weapon on her back with its sharp edge and long handle. In her hand were two sickles that were connected together by a long chain. He watched her tug on the chain with her right hand as hard as she could as if she was having troubles with it. This action sent the sickle that was on the ground flying towards her as the other sickle was in her left hand. So they were dual sickles, dray finally concluded. On a one on one battle, he only needed to throw a kunai through the middle of the chain and pin it to something thereby rendering both blades useless as he could well see that the sickles themselves could not be detached.  It was a simple logic. In the twinkle of an eye, she carefully maneuvered the sickle and caught it straight in her right hand.  Now, she had both sickles in hand and chains dangling. It was a beautiful performance, learning to handle weapons but what was next on the program, Dray waited calmly. From his position, he saw her narrow her eyes to the exact tree he was in but he did not move. So she had seen he, he thought. That would make things a bit easier but she did not just keep looking. She seemed to have known that he was in the trees all along and she had been planning her line of attack. She threw the sickle in her left hand towards the log of wood but her accuracy was not encouraging. Like she had done before, she yanked on the chain in her right and redirected the sickle’s path as Dray saw the weapon curve towards the log, sticking into it as the sound echoed through the area. He wondered what she was doing or did she just look in his direction by chance? Maybe she did not even have any idea that he was there at all. He planned to wait it all out quietly.
He saw her walk up to the log and place a hand on it at the same time, pulling out the sickle that was stuck in it. The scene baffled him a bit because he wondered why she did not yank on the chain in her hand to withdraw the sickle as she had done before. The only reason she would have deliberately placed her hand on the log of wood was to store chakra for a replacement technique but on a second thought, was she preparing to fight a battle she could not win? Dray still remained calm. She moved a few inches away from the log now taking time to scan the trees. Dray well knew that there was no way she could see him with the trees covering him. The only lead she could follow was sound and Dray made sure not to make any of them unless he had already done in the past. In the twinkle of an eye, a sickle was headed towards dray. She intended to catch him off guard but was she not aware that he had been watching and he had almost figured out what she was capable of. He was not new to danger so he had no need to panic but even if she managed to kill him, what regrets would he have? He was a lone wolf, rejected by none and accepted by none. He just wanted to be alone. He did not even know what his real name was or where he was from. All he was sure of was that he had a life and he intended on living it quietly until he knew what to do with it. Perhaps, the girl could entertain him in a little spar but he did not think so. He doesn’t fight to improve, he fights to win and he was sure the little girl would get hurt but what were emotions anyway, he hardly understood them or did he truly have any. He was only sure of what he thought was wrong or right not what people say is wrong or right.
With a flick of his wrist, he had a kunai in his hand. It had slip down his sleeves. It was the more reason why he loved to keep his weapons within himself. With the girl blinded away from what was happening within the trees, he quietly parried off the blade of the sickle with his chakra cloaked kunai that swallowed the sound of the clash.  He deflected the sickle’s blade perfectly as he watched it stick into the tree trunk beside him. He flipped the kunai in his hand and pinned the chain of the sickle deep into the tree trunk. An adequate amount of strength would be required to pull that out and even so, the kunai was too large to fit through the chain eye. The girl would have to come over to get it herself. That was her punishment for being hostile. “You know it’s considered rude to sneak up on a girl”, Dray would hear her voice loud and clear as she would continue, “But sneaking up on me was an especially stupid mistake. State your business, and why you are following me, maybe I won’t report you to the authorities. You don’t look like any iwa ninja I’ve seen, so while you are at it, why don’t you tell me where you are from” she finished as Dray saw the chains dangle. Perhaps, she was having a hard time pulling it out already. All the while he had been in the trees, he had been analyzing her, her every movements and gestures. In terms of speed, she was no different from the phantom eye warrior dray had triumphed over, Karumo Sekuro. Dray felt a little churn within him but it quickly subsidized. Was that anger?  He was tired of people asking him where he was from. Was he so different that he could hardly fit in, that everybody would notice him? What sort of world was this, who was he.. He really needed answers but where would he get them from.. It became confusing all of a sudden. His heart was hurting, he was not feeling too well. He could not face the girl in this situation, she might say something that would get her hurt. Pumping chakra into his feet, dray leapt off the branch back towards the village. If his path was crossed with the girls’, they would surely meet again.
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wc:1361
Total wc:2272
Training wooden knife jutsu (750/2272)