Karasu found his way in the middle of a large temple with flames illuminating all around it. The spectacle was beautiful and the way the candles lit sincere. Karasu stood patiently as the large enclosed temple began to tremble with an weary feel. As if the beginning of something else.

Zen made his way to the Fire Temple. It was customary for him to come here now and again. He knew that less famous clans deserved the same respect as everyone else's. The Iwa ninja's heart.... felt somewhat more at ease in this place. The flickering yet ever-present light gave comfort to his soul. Zenchi liked to be reassured of things. It made him feel okay about the future. Lately, everything has become a mess.... that he seemed to be unable to right. He came this time not out of paying respect--though he would surely do so while there--but for his own, slightly selfish, purposes. He wondered if anyone needed him to do anything back in the city.

He was shocked to see someone else here. At this time? Usually unlikely, but....

"Hello. I don't believe we've met. Kyōga Zenchi." He outstretched his hand in greeting.

Karasu stood in the middle of the temple. The new arrived male walked into the Temple and chose to find his way forward to exchange a hand shake, but before he could do such Karasu would put his hands up and his fingers outwards along with his middle and ring finger touching his temple and face. The new comer was in close proximity to be targeted by the instant flash that happened upon a moments notice. "Karasu" He said right after it before he lunged with his hand extended back with the intentions of punching the man in the face.

[OOC: I would recommend that you put your Jutsu List and your profile in your sig, just to make things easier to find. Also, please put used jutsu in spoiler tags with how much chakra you have left after you used it. I assume you used Solar Flare, which leaves you at 70 chakra out of 80.]

Zenchi was not pleased. What was Iwa coming to? Did people not know how to exchange proper greetings anymore?

Regardless, the Kyōga, obviously versed in the subject, knew a light-using technique when he saw it. He forcibly shut his eyes while casting his family's signature jutsu. He didn't know what was coming. So he quickly kicked off from the floor; this, however, did not shield him from the attack he couldn't have seen. He had his eyes closed, so he could not have avoided the punch that glanced his jaw. He managed to get out of its primary range, but boy, did it smart. Zen couldn't detect anything broken, so this Karasu was obviously not a specialist in unarmed fighting.

"Do we really have to do this? I came here for some peace."
The Iwa nin was on guard now. It would not bode well for Team Alpha if he was defeated here. What if this guy was an insurgent that the Tsuchikage was talking about? Zen certainly had never seen him before.... but he didn't have any reason to suspect him.

75/80:

Karasu didn't hit his target and instead had to fall into a rolling position before finding his way to his feet. His small exterior rose up right next to a table of many candles! Dozens of them lit before him in a fashion that illuminated amazingly. Karasu saw that the man summoned a mirror like object 18 meters away from Karasu at this time. The new comer himself was only a mere 16 meters away from Karasu. Karasu chose to grab at the candles and throw them with intense accuracy at the new comer. One was thrown at his inanimate body, another with the intentions to intercept any potential movements, and another right after that one for shits and giggles. Making three in unison. The candles were of medium size, with the fire on them, a large flame, and a 3 inch in diameter hard candle that flew with desirable speeds and great trajectory.

This Team Alpha ninja was severely irritated now. One attack after the other.... It was not going to be as enjoyable of a time as he thought it would be.

That was not important. As the stranger threw candles at him--quite the arm he had--there was no escape, seemingly. So, Zenchi clapped his hands together. The Mirror Creation technique was over now, so he had... roughly 20 mini-mirrors. Half would be enough. Ten of his small hexagonal reflectors started to shine with the light absorbed from this Karasu's bright flash attack. Then, they would fire it back at him, along with the chakra used to make them. Ten bullets flew in rather randomized directions. The candle going straight at him was a problem; two Mirror Shots took that one out. Another candle simply hit the back wall, by the entrance. This guy had some throwing power. The third he did not notice. Must have been a variation of Shadow Shuriken or something. Either way, his hip got hit by a third candle. That... would hurt in the morning. Zenchi could already feel bruising, and then the candle snuffed itself out.... while burning his clothing and his skin. It didn't spread, thankfully, but this guy wasn't too friendly besides. So... he had to be hostile in return. "Fine... Letting off steam will be a good alternative." The rest of the Mirror Shots, seven in total, flew towards the young man who claimed to be Karasu from a plethora of directions.

65/80:

( Calling hit on first candle since you stood there and light can't logically knock down a solid object. Second didn't hit because you didn't move. Apparently the third did hit you too.)

The first candle was already burned into a puddle of candle wax as it shot forward towards Zenchi. The hard substance splashed all over his upper torso. Causing at least small to even first degree burns at the point of impact. Covering 6 inches of his chest and slowly solidifying. Karasu was 18 meters away from the Mirrors and despite seeing the balls of light remaining there he didn't bother moving. He just instead kept throwing several candles in unison at an unbelievably fast and accurate pace towards Zenchi as the mirrors blasts dissipated before they could make contact with him.

Zenchi was through with this. He came here trying to relax in a sanctified place.... but all he got was someone who cared about nothing. He was being attacked with now-defiled candles. The wax on him burned, but that could wait for later.

Right now, he just had to get out of here. It was not worth it. He had bigger fish to fry, or at least he would soon. He formed the Dog seal, and his remaining ten mirrors gathered around him and enlarged in size, dome-like at the present time. They gave off a slight glare, and would then save him from the full damage of at least two attacks. Candles weren't of this jutsu's caliber. Throwing things is basic Academy stuff. But that didn't stop another candle from burning his back, even if it wasn't full-force.

The Reflect Art that he used would at least buy Zenchi enough time to facilitate his escape. The candles were multitudinous; there were a lot of them in the temple, though. But if this Genin was throwing them, they couldn't be that heavy. As the Kyoga ran towards the exit of the shrine, he stuck out his hand behind him. Fuuton chakra flowed into it, and he expelled it in a fairly forceful wind. It would be enough to repel these candles, at least the ones that were an imminent threat.

Zenchi ran out of the temple, and sprinted full-speed towards his house. He then locked the doors and bolted his windows. The Iwa ninja began to meditate on the floor, silently. If he couldn't do it in the shrine, might as well do it here....

[Zen Exit]

40/80:

(Your light screen only reflects techniques and jutsus so there's no way tit could have reflected said candles and I'll be calling a hit on two other candles since you didn't move and openly allowed one of them to hit you in the back. Candles are lit and due to the way I shall specify their landing you are now on fire. Anyway, others would follow up behind the first one that struck you. Hence, they would inevitably strike you as well, even after you ran.)

The wax began to solidify on his chest. This would cause artificial congestion which would hinder his breathing skills to an extent. Causing him to have a raspy sense of breathing compared to earlier. Karasu was constantly chucking candles and three managed to make it past any interceptions and strike the man. One on his back, with the flame hitting his fabric, and causing a small flame that would slowly consume his torso, and the other two struck his mid-thigh area. Catching them ablaze as well. Everyone knew that fire and oxygen were buddies. If you ran while on fire you would only strengthen the flame. Air also helped solidify candle wax. Thus, as Zenchi ran a couple meters to the exit door his whole chest was unable to properly flex its muscles and expand. It was solid and had to be etched off, but that wouldn't be a problem. Since as he ran he allowed the flames to catch a hold of their beautiful h2o molecule and grow. The flame on his back, by the time he ran to the door, covered his whole back, burnt part of the back of his hair, and was expanding towards his chest. His legs were also partially on fire. The embers would become full fledged fire right when he ran to the door and turned around to do some wind related jutsu. The jutsu blocked every single other candle Karasu threw at him, but caused several dozen other candles to fall off the walls and tables they were placed on. Having their lit tips roll around and about until they could catch fire on some drapes. In the end, the flaming boy ran back home to his mother and Karasu had to walk out of a burning Temple that was going to collapse in a series of a couple hours if no one bothered to put out the flame.

>Exit<