Nozomi wasn't quite sure why she had agreed to do this sort of advanced training. Perhaps it was because Sero was as much a rival as he was her friend, but something about seeing who could push their training the furthest without killing the students appealed to Nozomi. She'd been a teacher for most of her shinobi life since she'd made Chuunin, spending as much time as possible in mostly small group sessions, but never in such a small and dedicated training session.

The group of students they had assembled were an interesting bunch, one that Nozomi thought had large amounts of potential. Many of them were people who fought well in the Chuunin Exams. Actually, upon some retrospect, almost all of them participated in some part.

Nova and Izumi, of course, from the finals, were the most promising of the bunch, having taken out each of their own competitors with relative ease. Nova had completely dominated her fights from the inside of her spider puppet, without taking any sort of damage. Nozomi would say that any puppet user would probably make it that far with strategy like that, but then again Fuyuko had defeated a puppet user who employed the same tactics, so it wasn't just the puppet that made her such a good fighter.

Izumi, on the other hand, was just a normal shinobi, who happened to excel at fire. She'd defeated almost everyone with her use of clones and fire jutsu, even Fuyuko. Nozomi knew the girl was skilled through that fight alone, having gone on a mission with Fuyuko already, and knowing her skill wasn't something to laugh at. Well, Izumi had made short work of the girl, and proved to be quite dangerous.

That wasn't to discount the others though. Fuyuko did make it to the semi finals, having an intense match against a puppet user, and barely edging out the victory, having exhausted herself in doing so though. Nozomi knew that she had to break that girl of her issues against killing if she was to be an effective kunoichi, but for now, her skill was adequate. Eventually, she'd fight people she would have no choice but to attack with lethal force, and her mindset would change. Nozomi just wished it would change sooner rather than later, before it got too hard to do and only hurt her more in the long run.

Another of the exam contestants that would be present was Hanza, who had lost quite the match against Izumi, suffering a deal of damage. Nozomi wouldn't go easy on his training even in spite of that, though, as a shinobi had to force themselves to endure all manners of pain. He was probably the most aware of that, having dealt with more pain that most of the others would have, and showed promise in that he still continued with his drive to be a shinobi, to fight, knowing the pain that he might get into.

Then there was Mokuzai Senju and Kirei Uchiha, both ninja from Konoha, who were willing to utilize the Kiri-Konoha Exchange program. Interestingly enough, Mokuzai had had some interesting matchups in the exams, havind displayed prowess that showed promise, but hadn't been able to quite make it to the semi finals. Nozomi knew nothing about Kirei other than his clan and name, as he hadn't participated in the exams.

The same things could be said on Haka Unmei and Chigetsu Hozuki. Actually more so with the Hozuki, as she at least knew what his clan was. She knew nothing about Haka, personally, but Sero seemed to be okay with her participating in this little training shindig, so she wasn't going to complain.

That said, she had gathered all of her items into her bags, and made her way to the manor. Hopefully the others would be there by the time she arrived, as she made an effort to show up slightly late so that she wouldn't have to wait for anyone to show up.

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And so the day had arrived at which the camp would take place for which Fuyuko had signed up. She wasn’t quite certain however what the goal of the camp was or who else would be coming along. She was only aware of Nozomi going to take her to some place and train her. It made her feel a little bit better about the situation between the two of them. It would seem that Nozomi wasn’t that mad at her or disappointed at her for what had occurred during their mission together. Maybe this camp or field trip was devised so that they could train to get her feelings under control. So that Fuyuko would be capable of flicking the switch which would allow her to suppress her feelings about killing and harming others. As much as she disliked that thought, she knew it would be necessary to be able to reach higher places in the shinobi world. "You can do it Fuyuko! You just have to believe in yourself! Look at how well you did in the exams." She told herself as she slapped both her cheeks.

So with newfound determination she would strap on her gear. Not sure what Nozomi was planning it was better to be on the safe side and take everything with her that she had to be as prepared as she possibly could be. However she would leave her scrolls behind, not yet having fully mastered the sealing techniques to make use of them it was better to leave them behind for the time being. With her gear set, her flack jacket on and her forehead protector strapped it was time to go to the meeting point. She wanted to leave a good impression by being there well on time, leaving almost a good hour before she actually needed to be there, even if it only took her 5 minutes from her room in the manor. As she casually walked through the halls of the manor Fuyuko wondered what Nozomi could possibly make her go through that would help her with her problems. Would they go on another mission of sorts, but one where she wouldn’t be able to pass it until she killed? As cruel as it may sound it could possibly be an effective way.

Along the way she would think of several more ideas, one even worse than the one before. She shook her ahead as she reached the entrance of the garden which led to manor. Climbing up into one of the dead tree and seating herself on one of the thicker branches awaiting the arrival of Nozomi and possible others. As she waited she softly spoke aloud to herself as if she was stuck on repeat. "Killing people that broke the law is okay." Until she would notice the presence of someone at which point she would stop saying the 'mantra'.


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Quiet as ever, the giant wolf spider crawled out of the baths on the second floor, making her way to the floor before assuming the typical human form of a thirteen year old school girl. Dusting off her skirt and petticoat and eyeing her hand as if to make sure she was actually in her human form, she walked towards the dining room. Life at the manor had become increasingly... what was the word... curious? With humans seemingly allowed to roam about, Haka had come in touch with a few of the more humane habits such as bathing, eating, getting drunk on fruit wine and overly lengthy conversations she was not sure what to do with. While it had mostly confused her to no end as to why humans even had all of these oddities, it did allow her to shape up a more humane approach to her spider life, further increasing upon her camouflage so as to keep her true killing nature hidden from the people around her.

Then, there had been the invitation to a 'death camp'. Haka had no clue what exactly that was supposed to be, but the thought of getting to kill humans seemed to predominantly cloud her perceptions. A certain 'Nozomi', whoever that may be, would be leading the camp and, in hopes to amuse herself with an occupation, Haka had signed up just as much. Today was the day the Nozomi would come to the manor to pick her up and as such Haka was now preparing herself. Checking the one kunai she always kept with her and finding it still present in her personal arsenal, the spider-nin considered herself ready as she could be.

Entering the dining room, she walked straight towards the kitchen, picked up a couple of wraps with italian ham, tomatoes and cheese, along with a handful cups of pudding before realising the servants were staring at her as if they had just seen the oddest thing happen. Starting a staring contest, they quickly met with Haka's cold gaze, her predatory nature already stirring in her aura. With a faint smile, they wished her a good day and decided it was better to go about their own business again, and were answered with an apathetic 'thank you', before she wandered away again, spoon in hand to eat the first pudding of the day. Making her way to the front door, the spider-nin opened it, stepped through and closed it again behind her, taking a seat on the stairs that lead to the manor where she continued to eat her pudding as she awaited the Nozomi.

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Hanza, having put himself through some amount of rigorous rehabilitation, needed to stretch himself further as a shinobi and reacquaint himself with the land he spent all of his childhood within. It was a new world when looking at it through the lenses of a shinobi. The opportunity that presented itself most directly was one that would call Hanza to one of the many surrounding island bodies around Kirigakure no Sato. He was to meet with some of the higher ranking members of the shinobi force of the Hidden Mist. Nozomi of the Himitsu, a Hunter-Nin of the Hidden Mist. Sero of the Osada, an infamous killer who was known to horrifically dispatch any criminals or enemies of the Mist, and resident of an island full of spiders. While not petrified of the things like many, Hanza was no fan of creepy, crawling things with an excess number of legs. He would try his best to exude uncomfortably cold temperatures around him to emulate a cold winter, hopefully deterring any sort of arachnids. 

The Kōri clansman had heard nothing from his acquaintances and friends from the exams. He was certain they had no idea he had ever recovered from his coma. He had absolutely no anticipation of discovering any friendly faces at this camp. The idea of such a thing never even started to form. As he walked across a dilapidated bridge to the looming island where the event was to be held. He walked alone, coming prepared with his bag of ninja tools strapped to his belt, his Kirigakure headband tightened around his forehead, his flak jacket, a black long sleeved shirt that was extremely form fitting, and black pants that were much the same. He was prepared to take on whatever might have come his way. 

As he came upon the island, he found that it was thick with forestry and uncomfortably large spiders. Hanza took no extra time rushing through it, utilizing the clearest paths he could. It had been rumored that Sero himself had quite an affinity for the arachnids, so Hanza took care in leaving them all unharmed as he navigated. There seemed no lack of corpses in the wooded areas either. Those rumors about Sero were apparently true. 

When he entered into a clearing, Hanza noticed a few people standing about. Some engaging others in conversation and others sitting and keeping to themselves. Hanza took the option of bystanding. He was still feeling a little burnt out after the events that unfolded during the exams. From his position, he took no notice of Nova, the only familiar face he would have spotted at this point. He stood close to the point at which he had entered the clearing which was overlooked by a mansion of sort. The building was truly gigantic. It was enough to take up Hanza’s time waiting, as he stood studying its architecture.

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Mokuzai had been walking down a path deep in a forest, as he walked he held his blade as he noticed that with each step he took the dry leaves from the tree's would making a crushing sound under the weight of his foot and it would seem their was something watching him from the darkness of the forest. The young Senju had traveled to this unknown Kirigakure no Sato island after hearing rumors about a training camp being lead by  Himitsu, Nozomi and Osada, Sero one being a highly skilled shinobi and the other one plastered as a hero or legend based on the reactions of the people Mokuzai got the information from, as a ninja from Konahagakure he didn't know if they would allow him to stay but the prospect of being trained by two such shinobi ignited his maniac training habit and he couldn't just not risk going.

As he kept carefully walking through the forest, he was now entering a area where the light shined more and the creature's that were watching him would now be partly visible with the deep shaded area of the tree's. He would notice that the creature's that stalked him were massive spider's, keeping a eye on one to his left he would take notice that it's legs were slightly curled meaning it was about to pounce on a prey and Mokuzai deduced hes about to be attacked, his careful walking  would now turn into a light run and the spider would follow him as it's legs kept on curling until Mokuzai was fully running as the spider jumped from it's branch's to the ground no more than a meter behind. The young Senju didn't know the island well but he was in no mood to be pressured by a spider, he would now use his full speed moving away in front of the spider in 9 meters in a instant and the spider would skid to a stop as he kept on running getting further and further away.

Mokuzai would now come upon a large beautiful manor and skid to a stop after he had been running for mile's through the island, on his way he had encountered the like's of spiders and pile's of corpse's making it seem that the rumor he heard of it being somewhat of a "Death Camp" might ring some truth after all, he would have some trouble dealing with the sudden change of dangerous to peaceful and safe looking as he cached his breath with the faint sounds of gasping coming from his lips.

He realized that the side of the large manor he was looking at seemed to be the backside of it, he proceeded to walk around until he was meant with a large area where it seemed others were waiting as well. A breath of relief would escape his mouth as he was glad he had made it to the camp without actually getting hurt in the process as he would find a nice shaded tree and lay against it while he waited for the camp to officially begin.


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When it looked like everyone had gathered together, Nozomi took a moment to appraise the room around her. She'd already gone through a list in her head of who was an actual threat to her here, and it wouldn't be a surprise that none of the other 9 gathered were really any sort of threat against her. Arguably, the only one who might be able to provide some sort of challenge would be Nova, as puppets were quite durable and she used them as armor to protect herself, but even then, Nozomi wasn't too worried about it.

She let them mingle together a little bit, talk and discuss whatever for the time being, but that was soon going to draw to an end. Moving to the center of the room, Nozomi brought her hands together in a loud clap. "Alright, listen up everybody. There are a lot of you, so I don't want a lot of overlapping talk. I'm still a bit tired after my fight with Lamya." she said, recalling the match with the Missing-nin who was partially responsible for the destruction of Suna, an event that had led to more than one of the current present shinobi to be here today. "Between myself and Sero, you are all going to be subjected to an intensive training sequence over the next few weeks. Some of you are chuunin already, some of you are still genin, but by the end of this, you'll all be quite a deal more prepared for combat."

She folded her hands behind her back. "All of you are Kirigakure shinobi now, or you're Konohagakure military, which due to our alliance with your nation also means you're Kirigakure military. I don't ever want to see a tragedy like what happened to Sunagakure befall any of our nations. Sunagakure fell to a group of 3 powerful shinobi. Mitsuo Sarutobi, Orochi Risu, and an as of yet unidentified third. It can be assumed they are all powerful Jounin considering, but even so, I was able to single handedly fight one of them to a stand still, running out her chakra in an exhibition with her, and I'd wager she was above me physically, with a larger chakra supply. I'm going to teach the 9 of you how to deal with threats far beyond your skill level."

Looking over to Nova and Izumi pointedly, she gestured. "These two were fantastic showmen during the Chuunin Exams. If Suna had more shinobi like them, perhaps it would have been able to withstand its woes. I'm not here to shit on Suna, I'm just telling it like it is. But now that they're one of us, we'll make sure that this new home of theirs never falls while any of us yet stand. I know you all have different reasons for showing up for this coarse, but one thing you'll all take out of it is a growth in strength you wouldn't be likely to achieve in the same amount of time on your own."

Grabbing her bag, she slung it over her shoulder, and headed towards the door, moving to go out to the courtyard where there was much more open space, beckoning for everyone to follow along. Once they were assembled again, she dropped her bag near the fountain, and faced them. "The first portion of your training is going to be hands on training, as I find that fighting is the best way to build experience. I'm not at peak performance right now, but I'm still quite enough to deal with the lot of you, so its a fair handicap. I'll stretch this out as long as possible, but the fight will end when either I can't fight any longer, you manage to subdue me, or you all run out of steam and can't continue yourselves. You may begin at any point you wish. Use any amount of lethality you want, there are healing waters that can tend to any injuries sustained."

Moving into one of her clan's classic stances, it was almost a perfect mockery of the Hyuuga Clan's Gentle Fist style, although she couldn't utilize it in the same manner as they could. Her eyes scanned around the others, eager to see what they could all do.

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Fuyuko sat in the tree for a while as she kept trying to calm her emotions. She had stopped talking to herself aloud when she heard the manor’s door opening behind her and saw Haka walking out of it. She was uncertain how close Haka would come to her and didn’t want to reveal what she was struggling with. While Haka seemed like a nice person, Fuyuko wasn’t certain if she was the perfect candidate to talk about the matters that troubled the young kunoichi’s mind. She kept gazing into the distance, scanning the surrounding areas to find out who would all end up showing. The first other person to arrive that wasn’t already present at the manor was Chigetsu. Fuyuko had spent one mission together, he was a nice kid that had a good heart, but seemed somewhat afraid or hesitant during the combat situation. Even if she commanded him to act as back-up his suggestions before that were enough to at least confirm that thought she had of him. Her eyes slowly followed Chigetsu’s movements as he made his way to the manor, the body language he portrayed was clearly that of someone that was angsty, to the point that she went completely unnoticed despite him walking right underneath her. He would eventually stop on the steps to the manor and seemingly converse with Haka. She felt somewhat sorry for him and made her chuckle a little bit, lightening her mood by a fraction.

The next one was to arrive was Hanza as fellow participator of the Chuunin Exams and who, just like her, had received a promotion to Chuunin as a result from the exams. Besides that Fuyuko knew very little of him, the two locked eyes shortly before her gaze would move away from him and continue scouting the area. Shortly after Hanza another Chuunin Exam participator would show up, however this time it wasn’t someone that was from Kirigakure. It was Mokuzai, a shinobi from Konohagakure, it came as a bit of a surprise to her to see shinobi from Konoha participating in this camp as well, but it wasn’t out of the realm of possibilities seeing as Kiri and Konoha had a strong alliance.  After him two more Konoha shinobi would make their appearance, however these two would be completely unknown to her. Finally Izumi would also show up at the manor. Fuyuko was slightly conflicted about how she felt about that. On one hand it made her happy, to be able to potentially battle Izumi again and potentially beat her in battle this time around. However on the other hand the encounter they shared in the café in Kumogakure was still fresh on her mind, reminding her of how careless she was with talking to her and Nova.

She shook the feeling away as she saw Nozomi appear and jumped out of the tree she had been positioned in. Making her way back into the manor to the designated room where they would be addressed. She didn’t really feel like talking to anyone at this point in time and tried to stay focused as things were about to start. If Nozomi was the teacher there wasn’t really any room for not having your focus completely on the task ahead. She wasn’t sure if anyone else here had experienced a glimpse of her strength firsthand, but she did. Which made her know that not devoting your full attention could lead to devastating results.

Fuyuko patiently listened as Nozomi addressed the room of Shinobi that had gathered to receive the training. It left Fuyuko slightly surprised when she talked about fighting one of the aggressors that attacked Sunagakure. She wasn’t capable of watching any of the Exhibition matches after being hospitalized. However that she ended up winning the match did not come to much of a surprise to her. Nozomi’s next comment about how both Nova and Izumi had performed fantastically during the exams slightly hit a sore spot and made her clench her fist. While Fuyuko knew she did a good job reaching the semi-finals, she was knocked-out of it almost instantly by Izumi. She had to do better, she would show she could do better during camp.

When Nozomi would guide the group outside Fuyuko would shortly place her hand on top of Chigetsu’s head again, if the boy was afraid or nervous it might help him calm his nerves again. “It’s going to be alright.” She spoke softly without looking at him. The instructions Nozomi gave were clear. This time around Fuyuko wasn’t going to wait around to see what would happen. While the instructions were still coming in Fuyuko would grab hold of one of her coins and start running her raiton chakra through her arm. She wasn’t going to fire it until Nozomi would be prepared. While that would probably throw away the chance of hitting her, it wasn’t in Fuyuko’s nature to attack when the teacher wasn’t done talking to the ‘class’. When Nozomi took up her stance Fuyuko would raise her arm and jump back slightly. Nozomi was way too dangerous to fight in close combat, at the very least without the help of the others. Being about 7 meters away from her Fuyuko gave a flick to the coin sending it straight at Nozomi aimed right between her collarbones.


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"Uh, excuse me!… I'm Chigetsu!"

His voice sounded far too cheerful to Haka. His snow-white hair, though similar to hers, was short and unruly rather than the elegant grace hers shared with Sero, and his red eyes lacked any form of murderous intent. Much like the other humans she had met so far, this boy too seemed to prefer a gentle approach in hopes to be 'liked' rather than to follow the natural approach of the all-conquering, brutal ways humans had been using to spread throughout the world. At least his senses were sharp enough to notice that she was holding pudding, and he could guess what flavour right of the bat at that. Naturally, Haka was not to indulge in a lengthy conversation about the nature of her pudding just because some human had been able to guess it, but since he had asked her a question she guessed she owed him an answer, at least. Or in this case, a confirmation.

"It is."

Compared to Chi's voice, who had sounded cool and confident, her was soft and apathetic like the mists that surrounded the manor. If her monstrous aura did not reveal her general disdain for the world around her, the fact she simply popped another spoonful of vanilla pudding in her mouth in front of Chigetsu would tell him enough that she either did not care for his interest in the food or simply did not register the subtle hint of wishing to taste the pudding that was rather typical to humans. Her amber eyes had not left Chigetsu's during all this time, however, as she tried to figure out why there was yet another human wandering the Island. Where she would have assumed it was yet another visitor for her father, being invited to the Death Camp herself quite pushed out the assumption out of the window and offered the option that, perhaps, this human was not here to see her father. There was only one way to be sure, and that was by asking questions.

"Why are you here?", she asked Chigetsu as soon as her mouth was empty, then popped another spoonful of vanilla pudding into her mouth, once more her eyes not leaving his as she was now expecting an answer.

Her attention was slightly interrupted when she spotted movement in the distance. The figure approached them to a certain extend, then halted, his head slightly rising as his eyes observed the entire construction that formed the manor behind Haka. The distance too far to make a proper assessment on who or what he was exactly, Haka's gaze returned to Chigetsu as he was about to answer her question.

Little time passed when Chigetsu gave his answer when yet another person appeared from the side of the manor. A sigh of relief seemed to escape the boy as he took note of the couple of other people that were gathering in front of the manor, but rather than to come closer he opted to take some rest at a nearby tree. Seeing he had no intention of being a thread to them or to the manor, Haka once more lost interest quickly and fixated her gaze upon Chigetsu again.

And it didn't stop there. Through the branches of the the island's forest, oddly hunted by a nest of tinier spiders as if they urged him to move into the right direction rather than to remain lost within the forests, Haka already considered the man lucky he had not encountered the broader wolf spiders that generally lurked in the area, awaiting another hapless victim lost in the island's confines so they could hunt him down for dinner. That very thought alone was enough for Haka to have her gaze linger slightly longer on the body wearing a dirty white kimono, but as she put another spoon of pudding into her mouth, her attention dissipated to look at the boy before her once again.

"Hey there! What's goin' on, Oranges!"

Once more a new face revealed itself, shouting boisterously in greeting. The blonde youngster, seemingly about the age of Haka's human appearance, actually made his way towards the steps of the manor and seemingly had the most interest for Chigetsu. As he approached, the spider-nin observed his movements, his clothes, his countenance. He was clearly of the more energetic sort, which was a contrast to the dark eyes he had, much like Haka's apathetic attitude was a contrast to her own amber eyes. Even then, the boy looked as casual as any other human since Haka could not perceive anything unusual about him that might betray him as being something else. With her first analysis of the Uchiha complete, all that remind to understand now was why he called them 'oranges' when they people here clearly were no pieces of fruit.

"No oranges here.", she stated to Kirei once he was within hearing distance, and popped another spoon of vanilla pudding in her mouth, finishing the first cup with that. Not bothering to scrape it out to the last, she placed the cup gently on the side and moved to open the second cup of pudding she was holding.

At that time, a redheaded woman appeared at the end of the trail, moved closer with feverish determination in her eyes and walked passed all the people without so much as a word. Once she had entered the manor, her unfamiliar voice spoke to reach out to Nova, a resident the spider-nin was rather familiar with after the whole ordeal with the fruit wine, before she seemed to snap out of her tunnel vision and took note of the other people that had gathered at the mansion.

Then appeared Nozomi, seizing up every one of the individuals in turn. She had an exhausted look about her, which was clarified as she revealed her fight with a certain Lamya. As Nozomi explained that the Death Camp was some sort of an intensive training organised by her Creator and herself, Haka took another spoonful of vanilla pudding, wondering already why her father would be bothering to train humans in the first place when he clearly had Miyu and herself to spend time with. Still, she said nothing about it, preferring to listen to whatever more bits of information this new person had to share.

Revealing that most of these people were allied to Kirigakure, Haka mentally scrapped the idea of tormenting or killing any of those during the contradictory titled 'Death Camp', and since Konohagakure, too, seemed to be in league, the spider-nin felt like their training regimen would already fail to honour its name, leaving her to wonder what the 'Death' part of the camp would exactly entail. Nozomi then proceeded to praise two of the people that were present, Nova and Izumi, of which only one was known to Haka, before she heard Nozomi be of a mind that Sunagakure would have been faring better if they had shinobi like these two. An odd statement, since Haka felt her Creator was clearly more powerful than these two combined, wondering why then Sunagakure was not wished two Sero's to deal with the thread instead.

However, Nozomi left little room for thoughts as she continued her speech, granting them the actual permission to attack her in any way it pleased them. The idea appealing to the spider-nin, she took a last bit of pudding before putting all of her cups away and rose to her feet as she ran her hand through her silver hair. With Nozomi readying herself with a battle stance, Fuyuko instantly jumped back to prepare a coin, which she flicked at Nozomi before releasing chakra in the form of a merciless beam too fast for Haka to perceive properly. Raiton. Though the spider-nin was not familiar with an element of that sort, she certainly could recognise the use of chakra into an attack that seemed much like very streamlined lightning.

Whether the attack hit or not, Haka would observe Nozomi's movement and react to those accordingly with her own technique. Unless Nozomi was of a mind to set up a barrier of sorts against Fuyuko's beam, Haka would mold chakra within her mouth and spit it out at Nozomi's new position in hopes to have the chakra webbing stick her to whatever nearby obstacle. Even if the technique would miss, much like a 'coordinated' mass of spiders, if hers failed it might as well serve as a distraction for the others to get their techniques going.

If Nozomi would opt for a protective means, however, Haka would do nothing but observe the situation as the Railgun would clash with Nozomi's protective measures.

In any of the cases, Haka would drain the nearby fog's humidity to create a blob of water that would split itself in a handful of smaller balls, all of them orbiting around her as it awaited her next move.

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This girl was interesting, for sure. There was something about her, some quality that Chigetsu couldn't put his finger on, that stuck out. She had a clear elegance in her appearance that only grew more distinct and noticeable when Chigetsu approached. Pale skin and white hair were their only shared attributes, with the issue of refinement taking shape beyond that. Her hair was well maintained and beautiful in comparison to his own, an unruly mess that went in every direction when not slicked down with water. Her style of dress appeared elegant and fashionable, a well matching skirt and petticoat. His would be dusty and haphazard, loose-fitting and dated; their only virtue being cleanliness. She would have a mouthful of pudding, and Chigetsu, in his poverty, had never even thought of pudding as anything more than a wispy dream to be chased after. Without the support of his clan the boy would be lean, his appetite controlled by the meager earnings being a genin provided him.  Before him was the grandiose image of the manor, in its elegance towering over him a thousand meters. The stairs where Haka sat became an endless staircase, each step ten meters higher than the last. Impossibly dark shadows hung down over him, swallowing Chigetsu whole. Even in the darkness he would feel Haka's presence, a looming predator glaring down from above.

"Why are you here?"

The smell of vanilla snapped him back to reality. With the haze now removed from his mind he would meet her eyes with his own. She seemed a woman of few words, but that was not a problem. Words were more than anything else Chigetsu's weakness. The less of them used the less vulnerable he would reveal himself to be. With a new spoonful of vanilla pudding entering her mouth, it almost felt as if she were mocking him. A quick glance would be stolen at her cup of pudding before he would formulate a response. "I'm here for the Death Camp." That's why he was here on the island. As for why he was standing directly in front of her like that still, he didn't mention the answer to that. Very quickly he was deciding that the only acceptable course of action was to steal a cup of pudding from this girl. How he would do that was the problem. For a while after his simple response, neither of the two would speak. Every so often Haka's eyes would flicker away, moving to catch some slight motion in the distance. It would provide a lucky convenience for the male, and as he saw her break eye contact the first time he would strike. From the toe of his leather boots would extend a delicate thread of moisture, inching forward through the moist ground in front of the manor. The benefits of his clan were apparent, along with his training to manipulate his form. The plan was simple: Distract her long enough that he could snatch away a cup of pudding. It was easy for the water thread to move subtly through the already damp dirt, but when it would get to the steps it would be a different story. He would have to find some way to keep her attention. His mind scrambling now, Chigetsu would clear his throat.

"You're here for it too, right...?" He would attempt to keep eye contact, resisting the urge to look at the liquid thread that was now crawling up the first step. Chigetsu would tug at his collar. "U-Uh... I couldn't help but notice, but your hair is very pretty." Girls liked it when you said nice things about their hair, right? Chigetsu had no idea if that was true, but it sounded right. His attempt at making a distraction was likely doomed from failure, even if he weren't suddenly surprised by the scream. "Hey there! What's goin' on, Oranges!" Kirei's voice would ring in his ears, and all at once the concentration he had been using to silently urge the thread of water forward would collapse. Chigetsu would nearly hop an inch off the ground, turning around in panic to stare at the other male. His eyes would be wide for a moment, as if he had been caught doing something that he shouldn't have. Considering he was right in the middle of attempted grand theft pudding, perhaps that was the appropriate response. "O-Oranges?" Chigetsu would shake his head for a moment, remembering back to that painful night of having to dilute the orange juice out of his system. "Kirei, I'm not orange anymore... My name is Chigetsu, did you forget?" He would state this with a bit of a frown, not entirely understanding the nickname.  

In his tunnel vision somehow Chigetsu had missed the others that collected around the clearing in front of the manner. The pursuit of pudding was perhaps an understandable reason to be distracted in Chigetsu's eyes, but he doubted very many others would feel the same. Nova and another girl embracing would be the next thing that he noticed, their display of affection immediately catching his eyes. It would take a moment of uncomfortable staring from Chigetsu to recognize the other girl as Izumi, having watched her fight during the exams. Looking around now there were quite a few exam participants in this gathering, many seeming to have snuck up while Chigetsu hadn't been paying attention. Other than just Kirei and Nova, Chigetsu managed to spot Mokuzai as another familiar face. He was somebody that Chigetsu was familiar with, meeting him during the exams in a sparring match and by chance again in Kirigakure. Their relationship was odd at times, switching between friendly and violent, but either way Chigetsu was glad to see him. Along with him was Fuyuko, another participant from the Chunin Exams. Chigetsu had no idea how he hadn't noticed her earlier. While they had only met a while ago, the mission they had done together had been extremely memorable, at least to Chigetsu. The following week he had spent time to reflect on it, conversing with his kunai about what he should have done. Watching the way that Fuyuko brutalized those bandits without a second thought had been important for him though. The urge to walk over to her and say something rose within him, but very quickly he realized he didn't know at all what to say.  

However, as soon as he spotted another face Chigetsu would be unable to not say something. "Hanza!?" The sheer shock of seeing the other male was strong enough to make him shout like that. The last place that Chigetsu had seen Hanza was in a hospital bed, in critical condition after having his skull injured at the Chunin Exams. The moment stood out among all others in the exams for Chigetsu, enough so that he had written a poem specifically for the other boy. The poem was written with the assumption that Hanza was going to die though, and to see that the boy was alive, and likely had read what had been wrote for him, sent Chigetsu into a combination of fear, shock, and confusion. "You're alive?" There would be no time to sort out all the emotions that Chigetsu had running through him in this moment. Being surrounded by so many people, even if they were people he was familiar with to an extent, was overwhelming. Now that Chigetsu was properly overwhelmed, Nozomi, their teacher would approach. Nozomi, one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist. After realizing who she was Chigetsu would have the urge to drop down on his knees and bow in respect to the woman. He would have too, if his legs had been working properly in that moment. Even though this was what was advertised as being a part of the Death Camp training, seeing such a famous hero was much different than imagining meeting them. He was unable to speak. Luckily for him, it didn't seem as if he needed to. Nozomi would quickly take over, explaining the purpose of the group and bringing everyone else to a silence. Her mention of a fight immediately caught Chigetsu's attention, and he would watch aptly with wide eyes as she spoke, eating up every word. The story of Sunagakure's fall was shocking, and although Chigetsu knew part of the story from the refugees it was surprising to hear the entire village had apparently fallen. It was times like these that he was especially grateful that he had been born into the Land of Water and had the privilege to serve in the Kirigakure military.  

After leading the group into the courtyard would come the shocking part. A fight involving the group of them, even with their advantage in numbers, against somebody like Nozomi would surely be a massacre. That she had successfully been able to fight off Layma, who was supposedly stronger than her, was an inspiring tale, but Chigetsu had no idea how something like that could be replicated in this situation. A certain tenseness filled his body, the kind that showed up when an impending doom was apparent. Even with the dampness and cooler temperature, Chigetsu began to sweat. Perhaps he should have expected a situation like this but in the moment he was lost on how to proceed. Even if it was something that would surely lead to his doom Chigetsu was obligated to put himself forward, unwilling to disobey an order or let an opportunity like this pass. His mind would be scrambled like an egg though, and it was in moments like this that he wondered if perhaps he never should have left home.

"It's going to be alright."

The presence of Fuyuko's hand on top of his head would interrupt all of those thoughts. Although he wouldn't dare take his eyes off Nozomi in the moment, the physical contact uncoiled what was winding up inside of him. His anxiety would flow out of him with a sigh. For a moment he would be calm. Perhaps not as prepared as he should have been, but a lot less jelly-legged than he was earlier. Then everything would happen at once. Fuyuko would jump back from where she had been standing, and a shot of concentrated raiton would pass right by him immediately afterward, too fast to notice anything but the after effects. Even if he could only see a blur, the sheer power of it would send a wave of static through his body that kept him on his toes. In his peripheral vision he could vaguely notice Haka doing something with water, but his attention would quickly focus to Nozomi and his own actions. His hands would flutter together into the tiger sign, and from the moisture in the ground a water clone would rise directly in front of him. The clone was formed close, and it would only take a moment for him to touch it's back. A bit of his chakra would enter the clone, and likewise, a bit of the clone's chakra would enter him before it would be sent off. Immediately the clone would collapse down into the ground again, shifting into the form of a puddle low to the ground. His ability to mold his own shape would come in handy for this, and the clone would be able to easily move through the damp ground without making too much of a fuss. It wouldn't be that hard to notice a moving puddle normally, but when Nozomi was distracted with so many other people Chigetsu would figure he might have some luck. These events would take a matter of seconds, and the puddle-clone would be off in an attempt to encircle Nozomi. It would attempt to travel around her, moving until it was roughly five meters behind her in preparation. The real Chigetsu would quickly draw a kunai and fistful of senbon into his hands, holding the kunai in his left arm and using his right to throw one of the needles towards her, aiming for the center of mass. His senbon would be thrown in conjunction with Haka's chakra webbing, leaving his hand not too long after she had cast the jutsu, assuming she did. Even if Nozomi used a defensive measure Chigetsu would still throw the senbon though, wishing to test the limits of her jutsu should she use one. His stance would be would be more defensive in nature though, not quite ready to attack head on. Positioned in front of Fuyuko, he would be ready in case Nozomi decided to rush forward and take to close quarters combat. While there likely wasn't very much that he would be able to do against her, being at the very least a distraction that his allies could use to their advantage. If he was lucky it wouldn't come to that though, and he would be able to pull his little surprise attack off. If it came down it it, well... The image of his liquid body being used to conduct the electricity from one of those coins to hit Nozomi in a surprise attack came to mind.

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[2227/2945]

Chakra 97/130 | Hydrification 15/15:

Water Clone Chakra 13/13:

Items:

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There was so much going on. The sound which seemed to slowly permeate through Hanza’s skull was excruciating. He winced for a moment with the gathered group of participants reaching what appeared to be its maximum occupancy. The cast of characters was diverse. A single extremely familiar face walked passed Hanza without a word. A red haired woman, Izumi. She made her way straight over to who appeared to be Nova, another woman Hanza was familiar with. He didn’t much expect a warm reception. Nor was he sure why it stung so badly that after recovering from what he was told was an extremely lengthy coma. A coma that Izumi Karisuma had caused, during the course of their fight during the chunin exams.  He was sore over that, but he would breathe deeply and hold back.

He heard a shout at that moment. An unfamiliar voice, and then an unfamiliar face as well. The young man called out to Hanza in shock and awe, he was clearly very surprised that the Kōri clansman had survived. There could have only been one other person, at least from Hanza’s knowledge, who had paid him a visit in the hospital.

“Spring will come again. But not for me, Chigetsu.”

It seemed the time had come to commence activities. Nozomi stepped before them. After a lengthy conversation regarding the nature of the training and the way they would be going about it, One piece of the conversation rocked Hanza at his very foundation. It was unusual that the young man was so effected by the destruction of Suna, as he had never been there before. But something about that loss of life on such a massive scale really, deeply shook him. Nozomi had allowed Lamya to escape. And she seemed unphased by that on the surface. She would either show her emotions on the matter and answer for it, or she would beat Hanza into submission. He didn’t mind the reaction at this point, he was fuming.

The others began to attack before Hanza, as he had some words to exchange with this teacher. His head banged painfully as he prepared to speak. Ignoring the assault that had already been launched at Nozomi. If she couldn’t manage that onslaught and answer him, what did she have to teach in the first place?

“She escaped? You allowed her to make her way back into the world after what she has done?” Hanza clenched his fist and his teeth, looking Nozomi directly in her eyes. Beneath him would form several pools of liquid nitrogen below the grounds’ surface. “If that is your example for teaching us, might I take a group of genin and teach them how to win the chunin exams as an equivalent? That’s an empty promise. Do not stand before us without a flicker of remorse as you tell us you’ve failed to eliminate someone who killed so many.”

At 15 m/s, four of the five nitrogen deposits would rush forth to trace and follow as closely as possible to nozomi’s feet, Hanza puppeteering them all simultaneously in a way that, though she could likely perceive them, she would have a hard time avoiding them all at once without completely moving from the area she was standing. When they arrived, Hanza would utilize the closest one to Nozomi to activate his icicle blossom beneath her, arranging the icicles in a jagged 4-spike formation inward toward the center like a closing mouth of sharp teeth.

WC: 592
TWC: 977

Chakra:

As the young Senju layed back against the tree letting the gentle breeze run along his face he begun to glance around in a effort to see those who would be training with him for the duration of the camp, It didn't take long for him to distinguish that most of the people present were unknown to him. Looking around he finally noticed someone he didn't know personally but watched during the chunin exams, Hanza one of the fighters of the chunin exam who was put in a coma during the early match's fighting one of the two shinobi who later became the exam's final contestant's was now standing before him studying to architecture structure of the manor. Although they had no real connection Mokuzai was pleased that the damage he received had recovered and he was now back on his feet once more in front of him.

After that another shinobi he know albeit on a more strictly business level, Atsuya Hyuga a shinobi he had gone on a mission on to subdue some bandit's in one of the village's in the land of water closer to the border. The whole trip had been filled with awkward silence and the Hyuga's bad attitude towards him, he hoped that maybe this camp would help them become more friendly towards each other but he wouldn't get his hopes up too quickly as it was still to early to determine exactly what the nature of the camp would be. Another shinobi would arrive and it would be a konahagakure based on the headband they were wearing, Mokuzai didn't think he would meet so many of fellow konaha ninja in Kiri but here they were shuffling into the camp like he did, he didn't know this shinobi at all meaning he was new which also meant he was a new person to befriend and get stronger with that put a gleeful idiotic smile across the young Senju's face. And then there it was, a shinobi who was well known to anyone watching the chunin exams, a shinobi with hair like wild fire and a personality that fit just right Izumi, Karisuma. This shinobi was what would be considered top-tier as she had completed her trials with such ease and done her battle's treating it with nearly the same difficulty, she was also the one for Hanza's coma and had also beaten another female shinobi named Fuyuko and also defeated Kisei Ushinatta in which he had the pleasure of fighting for the exhibition match's. Mokuzai himself hadn't had the pleasure of fighting with her but the stories of her battle's left little doubt that she was one of the most skilled shinobi of her time.

With a loud clap piercing his ear's he would turn his head to be meant with the sight of another shinobi who had the appearance of authority and he stood up to move towards her as did all the other's, it was obviously one of the shinobi who orchestrated the camp and judging based of their name's he determined it was most likely the one named Nozomi. She would then begin to explain that she was tired from a fight with a shinobi named Lamya in which he did not recognize the name until she explained that it was one of the possible shinobi along with Mitsuo Sarutobi and Orochi Risu who were responsible for the destruction of Sunagakure, she would continue to point to Izumi and another shinobi that must have been inside the manor named Nova which was the actual winner of the chunin exams who had won the finals. Nozomi would state had they had shinobi's like them two maybe Sungakure would have survived the tragedy that befell them,  Mokuzai knew one thing for sure though, out of all the shinobi present in the room he could definitely not take Nova,Izumi and Nozomi on a one on one battle until he got stronger.

With the addition of Nova other shinobi would now come from the manor, Fuyuko who had fought all the way to the final's but lost to Izumi which couldn't be helped but there was no doubt based on her other fights that she was skilled and then Chigetsu, Mokuzai's self-proclaimed rival who he meant during the in between match's of the chunin exam's which he also dared say his closest friend in the death camp at the moment which was walking beside another unfamiliar shinobi in which he supposed he would get to know in time.

Shifting his focus back to Nozomi talking, she would go on to say now that all of the participants were present she would now be taking every last one of us on and even insisted in trying anything they can to land a attack on her and further explained that there were healing water's nearby so they could be healed meaning she wanted nobody to hold anything back against her as she slipped into a fighting stance, Mokuzai wondered if the shinobi could honestly take all nine ninja alone but based on the rumors of her exploits he wouldn't want to fight her hand to hand and find out.

With Nozomi's starting words it seemed everyone jumped into action starting with Fuyuko who jumped back to a distance of seven meters before flicking a raiton charged coin aiming at the powerful shinobi which was followed by the unknown shinobi who seemingly made blobs of water surrounding her for a purpose yet unseen, Nova with her puppet creation begun to burrow herself within the ground disappearing from sight while Chigetsu also set up his own plans in a attempt to subdue Nozomi. The actions of his fellow participants and how they each made their own tactics in order to land a decent attack on the instructor filled him with competitive spirit, Mokuzai then flipped backwards before starting to run back towards the tree he had originally been waiting at.

Once he was behind the tree the young Senju would now weave quick hand-signs before three water clone's were created in front of him in a straight line to also conceal their presence, he would touch the clone in front of him to transform them into a giant shuriken while undoing the bandage wrap around his left arm and summoning a real giant shuriken  and put it against the tree closing it up while imbuing some of his chakra into it to use it for a escape hatch later on. Mokuzai would now run on the left side while another clone to the right and the last clone weaved hand-signs surrounding themselves with twelve globe's similar to the size of a child's ball before  they jumped out from above the tree holding the giant shuriken that was a clone in disguise,  they would all sprint towards Nozomi while Mokuzai and the clone on the left weaved different hand seal's before the clone on the left would stop at ten meters before three  three pressurized crescent shaped flying water slashes shoot out of  the palm of their hands at a speed of twenty five meters per second aimed at Nozomi, while Mokuzai himself stopped at a four and a half meter distance which put him in the danger zone as he made the snake hand-sign causing vine's to erupt from the ground below Nozomi at the same speed of the water slash's to wrap around her legs in his attempt to restrict her movements as the clone with the giant shuriken was closing in on him from behind.

The young Senju would immediately  turn to the side and put his hands together while the one holding the giant shuriken ran toward him and jumped just enough to land on his hands before Mokuzai flung his hands up boosting their jump so they got even further up then they usually would have gotten on their own, now airborne the clone would spun themselves around before letting go of the giant shuriken while aiming it at Nozomi.

If the pressurized water slashes missed she would be restrained albeit as long as she didn't break out of it, then she would have to deal with the second clone aiming a giant shuriken at her and the moment the clone landed back on the ground or became attacked by Nozomi they would explode the twelve globe's surrounding them in which would provide a second distraction as well as  obscure the shinobi's immediate line of sight around them for many angle's which by at this point the clone disguise as a giant shuriken would transform back into their form and aim a jet stream of water at close range at Nozomi while she was occupied with the many things around her while Mokuzai himself would move back until he was standing beside Fuyuko.


Chakra: 80/150

Jutsu used by clone's:

Jutsu Used by Mokuzai:

WC:1,500

Total WC:2,033

As Nozomi captured their attention, she kept a close eye on all of the gathered shinobi. Some would figure out the real message of her training, while others would formulate plans on how to deal with her. The goal was, of course, to get stronger by any means necessary, but that didn't mean Nozomi was just going to force them all to fight her. No, they could do training like that on their own if they really wanted to. Nozomi wanted them to realize that as shinobi, danger could come from anywhere. Even from those they thought were allies.

She would have said more, but as it was, she was just willing to let things run their course. Besides, she had other things to deal with. Plenty had decided that attacking Nozomi was the route they wanted to go, and the first to make any sort of move was Fuyuko. It was a bit of a surprise to Nozomi that she had decided to go first, she had, after all, tried to spare some of the enemies Nozomi had set on fire, so taking initiative to take out an opponent didn't really seem her style. Then again, perhaps she was just trying to be a distraction. Unfortunately, she wasn't sneaky enough to force Nozomi's attention her way. She saw the subtle coin grab, and knew what was coming next, having observed her matches in the Chuunin Exams. Even if the coin was fast, it didn't really matter, Nozomi just had to move before the coin was launched.

The aim was made, and Nozomi stutter stepped to the side, twisting her body just as Fuyuko launched the coin, and the match had started, everyone else springing to action as if the railgun had been a wake up call. The coin blasted past her, continuing on its path, and would hit anyone if they'd bothered to move behind her, but she wasn't expecting such a thing. Her attention turned towards Haka's attack, as she made a web and launched it at her. She moved her arms in front of her, crossing them, and as the web hit her, she separated her arms, using all her strength, and shredded the web with little effort. She'd been sure that had she been unable to break it, she'd have just used a jutsu.

Nova's movements were less obvious, but she could hear the puppets moving in the distance. The ground beneath her rumbled slightly, something under her then. Nova was the one she was most worried about, her use of puppets meant she'd need to use high rank jutsu to actually break them. As of yet, she didn't do anything though, so Nozomi kept it in mind, but her eyes and attention were scanning over the rest, moving at an imperceptible rate to the rest of them, but at a normal rate for her.

Chigetsu had opted to utilize a water clone, something Nozomi was quite used to, a jutsu she used quite a bit. It liquified down into a puddle, moving, obviously trying to use the others as a distraction, but Nozomi was quite perceptive, and could note the movement with ease. Tracking the movement, she stretched out a hand, still in movement from breaking the web, and aimed a wave of raiton chakra towards the space he would occupy next, timing it so that her blast would reach it the same time the puddle would. It should easily disperse the clone, if the puddle was the clone, or it would hit Chigetsu, if he was the puddle, and would thus still disperse the clone as significant damage would be done to it.

As the web cleared in front of her, her other hand caught the senbon, the glint of it having been noticed behind the web, and she twirled the senbon between her fingers, launching it back in the same fluid motion. If he dodged, it would be moving towards Fuyuko, who he had positioned behind him.

Mokuzai had made his move, retreating to behind a tree, to start making his clones and plan. Meanwhile Hanza addressed her, angered that Nozomi hadn't managed to capture Lamya, and she quickly addressed him, now watching the onslaught of the clones moving towards her, the conjunction of Hanza's chakra in the ground moving forward, moving away while she did so.

"I never had the chance to chase after Lamya, to be honest. My fight left me drained, and even one more jutsu would have left me barely concious. See, she's got greater reserves than I do, and is actually stronger and faster. ANBU chased after her, after I'd done all the work, so her escaping wasn't my fault, but theirs. Ayakashi even, for checking up on me rather than continuing the chase."

While she had been speaking, Nozomi was moving to deal with the onslaught by Mokuzai, feeling the ground beneath her feet start to give way, a small tell that something was coming up. Leaping into the air, she narrowly avoided the vines that sprouted up, trying to grasp at her feet, the thorns on them easily telling her that she had made a good decision, and additionally, 4 spikes of ice that had been angled to try and spear her. Still, now she was airborne, and a target for the 3 water slices moving towards her. Activating her Petal Propulsion technique, Nozomi's body was launched to the side at 29 m/s, the water blades continuing past her with no effect. She was surprised at how well these genin were coordinating their attacks without a cohesive plan already talked about.

Then, the windmill was launched at her. Nozomi was just going to catch it, she didn't feel like wasting more chakra, when it was transformed into a person. Smiling, Nozomi had to give him props for a plan well done. Again, she could have dodged then next attack, but noted the hand signs, recognizing the jutsu, and let it hit. It didn't really matter. The water trumpet slammed into her, knocking her backwards, and down to the ground. Landing on her feet, Nozomi grinned, watching as Izumi enacted her plan. It seemed that she grasped the lesson. The damage from the trumpet was negligible to her, and she barely felt it. "Lesson number one: Enemies are everywhere, even among friends. Never let down your guard."

WC: 1088
TWC: 2520

-10 Wave of Inspiration
-15 Petal Propulsion

Chakra: 265/290

It seemed that no one else planned on attacking the moment Nozomi was done talking or even before that moment. The flick of her coin and sending it flying in her direction would appear to be the signal everyone was waiting on. As if it was the gun shot that would signal the start of a match. Fuyuko didn’t care too much for the fact that Nozomi would dodge her railgun with relative ease, if anything she would be disappointed in Nozomi if she did get hit by it when she made it so obvious she was doing something. Having a more backwards position Fuyuko was able to observe the battlefield and see what everyone was up to. Haka was the first to respond to her own actions. Carefully waiting to see how Nozomi would respond to the railgun that was shot and respond accordingly. Nova appeared to have created another monstrosity of a puppet, but Fuyuko still felt slightly relieved it wasn’t a spider this time. However it still had more legs than that she liked.

Fuyuko was slightly left wondering what Nova was up to however. She knew that Nova hid inside of her puppets. But the actions she was taking of digging into the ground and disappearing into it had left her a little bit confused. The comment that Izumi made towards Nova didn’t suite her all to well either. Izumi was rather ruthless during the exams, and it wouldn’t surprise her if it would be a same case scenario right here. Chigetsu was next to make some obvious moves. They were kind, but more of a hindrance than anything. It blocked the view in front of her partially, further she was more skilled then he was so it had very little use for him to be in front of her. It was better to tell him sooner than later. “Chigetsu, standing in front of someone only really helps if you’re stronger than them or better at defending then they are. But this time, watch my back, okay?” She spoke softly to him, not everyone needed to hear the words that were shared.

Her words were followed up by that of someone else, however the tone in their voice sounded more like that of a rant then anything else. Fuyuko didn’t pay too much attention to it seeing as it would just distract her from the things that actually mattered. Like an Izumi that had made clones of herself and spread herself all over the battle field with them, while one of them was just leisurely sitting on a bench. Fuyuko disliked it. The ‘calmness’ that Izumi showed was more like a bad omen for what was to come. Did she know something she herself did not? It would appear that her gut feeling was right. Izumi had no intentions of attacking Nozomi like the rest of the group was. It was probably the way she had interpreted the words that Nozomi spoke, but there was no time to think about that.

Fuyuko flicked one of her vests pouches open and grabbed a scroll out of it, turned around while rolling it open and placed it on the floor as a couple of hundred of fireballs flew in her direction. With the activation of the technique they would rapidly be soaked into the scroll and make sure they didn’t cause her any harm. If it was going to be like the exams Izumi’s onslaught would most likely not stop with what she just done, and so Fuyuko prepared herself. First performing the snake seal emitting some raiton chakra which creates a barrier around her at half a meter out. She followed this up with the dog seal and blowing out a small cloud of raindrops which stuck to her body like a sort of armor. With herself prepared Fuyuko looked over to Izumi with a fierce determined glare. She wanted to say something to her, but her lips wouldn’t part. Her vocal cords wouldn’t vibrate to produce any sound. Why could she not move her body? The only thing that was different were the color of Izumi’s eyes. Fuyuko was kind of left wondering why she just stood there motionless.


wc 714
twc 2114

Chakra 135/200:

Items:

Stats:

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756
Total: 2706

130/150:

The destruction of his water clone was met with a clear sound of frustration from Chigetsu. While he hadn't exactly expected for his plan to go perfectly, that it was so effortlessly discarded was a tad discouraging. Especially considering what a waste of chakra that was. The manner in which Nozomi was able to so effortlessly move and respond to his senbon as well, simply reaching out catching it as if it were the most effortless thing in the world. The way in which she tossed it back was of interest, and if it wasn't currently hurtling towards his face then Chigetsu likely would have tried to take a few moments to appreciate it. Instead, he would simply raise his right hand up to meet it. The nineteen other senbon he held in it were carried between his fingers, and with their steel he was able to meet the thrown senbon. The slight clanging of metal could be heard from the impact, and the thrown senbon would bounce off... The sheer force of Nozomi's throw wasn't something he had been expecting though. His arm simply wasn't able to deal with it, his musculature still undeveloped due to his age. The impact immediately sent his fist flying back into his face, resulting in Chigetsu accidentally punching himself right in the nose with a force he didn't even know his body was capable of. Considering that this was the hand he was carrying nineteen senbon in between his fingers, there were nineteen dull senbon heads colliding into his face along with his hand. It was the equivalent of being slammed in the face by a fist that wore an extremely excessive number of rings, and in response the only way Chigetsu could get away with not needing plastic surgery afterward was a swift liquification of his head. The impact would make a wet and dull sound, and a large amount of liquid would spray back behind him from the back of his head. His head would temporarily wiggle like a huge mass of gelatin, before solidifying after a moment once Chigetsu could control his arm again and pull the bits of metal from the senbon out of his liquified face.

So far, so terrible. Liquifying his face like that left him a little disoriented, and his entire right arm was incredibly sore now. While it didn't seem like it was broken or anything along those lines all of the nerves in it were screaming in pain. The first thing he would hear afterwards was Fuyuko's whispering. While it was only a gentle criticism, immediately he would fill with embarrassment. "Yeah... I'll watch your back. Don't worry." He would whisper back, that being all his voice was capable of in the moment. Chigetsu would nod his head despite the fact she probably wouldn't see it, more to confirm it to himself that it was something he could do. He would focus all of his attention towards Nozomi, confident that whatever noise it was he was hearing to his back would be taken care of by Fuyuko. Haka's withdraw happened immediately afterward, right as he was prepared to take another go at Nozomi. Internally he swore. Even a little bit of extra help could make a huge difference, and from what he saw already of her she wasn't bad. He almost couldn't criticize her after what Nozomi had just shown them though. There was a very strong sense of futility that was beginning to creep into Chigetsu's heart as well. That she so calmly stated that and walked away gave his confidence yet another shake.

That feeling in his gut would be capitalized on though. His intestines would twist, and the internal mass of organs would shift into the shape of two hands within his gut. Carefully these hands would form a single hand sign inside of him, and then they would be allowed to disperse back into what they had been. His kunai would be placed back down on his belt where he had gotten it from, and instead he would replace it with his aluminum water bottle. It would be raised up to his mouth quickly, and using his teeth he would unscrew the cap and take a quick sip of the liquid inside. As soon as the first drops of water entered his mouth a massive explosion would ring out, seemingly appearing from underground. Chigetsu would choke from the surprise.

He would cough profusely now, unable to catch his breath. Carefully he would attempt to watch what had happened after the explosion despite this. The sudden appearance of the scorpion puppet's tail and the firing of a harpoon blurred in his vision, being nearly too fast for him to see.  Chigetsu wouldn't be able to watch the entirety of it though. His coughing and choking would quickly produce a red liquid dripping out of his mouth and nose, dripping down over his face and chin and into damp ground. After a sudden strained inhale Chigetsu would collapse with a thud into the damp earth. The senbon and water bottle he had been holding would be released, falling to his sides. A small pool of red liquid would quickly form around his face in the dirt.  

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Chakra 64/130 | Hydrification Points 15/15:

Water Clone Charka 13/13: