1 A little nap... [Open/Training/No Kill] Fri Jun 27, 2014 3:48 pm
Aethir
D-rank
Darkness... The darkness present in Aethir's mind, every source of sound causing some sort of ripple to appear. This place he was in looked eerily familiar, resembling Konoha...Only the skies were a dark shade of purple, the clouds black as could be. The ground, from small particles of dirt to structures build by the people of the leaf were all black, white lines outlining the shapes of the structures and items. Sprinting around the corner, Aethir threw himself against the corner's wall, panting as he stared down the black roads of the alternate Konoha. He he breathed, sounds were created, thus white ripples appeared on the wall by his face. He had to calm down or else it would find him due to the ripples. As he eyed the alley way, he noticed the ripples on the ground, at first faint, grew more and more visible. Aethir gasped as he heard it, the blood curdling laughter coming down from the alley way he had just ran down.
Slowly walking in such an odd manner, body swaying and leaning as he walking with such a wobbly manner, the male entity with bandages wrapped around his body appeared, sporting a green withered and torn jacket. His arms were dangling to his side with two large daggers, the man panting as he looked around with a REALLY unsettling smile. The other thing left exposed other than his mouth was his left red eye, shimming as it looking around wildly for signs of life. He slowly began to chuckle, laugh, and soon downright cackle like a mad man loudly, his body twitching in an unsettling manner as he continued down the alley way, towards Aethir's corner. Weaving hand seals, Aethir formed water clones on the other corner, on his other side. Five Aethirs ran towards the man, the laughter growling louder as the original Aethir burst into a high speed run, away from the battle. The clones did their best to hold off the man, however he was just too fast, reflexive, and too skilled with those daggers of his. If he knew jutsu, he didn't use any yet, from all the times Aethir had encountered this man in his dreams surprisingly... Aethir then found himself at a dead end, staring back at the man smiling wide to him, running over and beginning his onslaught of slashes on the ronin, the pain of the process seeming to have lasted for hours...or days as the bandaged man laughed...
Aethir, lying in a tree, inhaled and exhaled quickly, heart racing as he realizes it was yet another dream. "No decent sleep for ...three weeks now..." he groaned, slowly sitting up, the whole front of his body stinging from the nightmare. From his appearance, it was easy to tell that he had not been getting decent sleep, the ronin putting a hand over his sleep deprived face. "I really need to get to the bottom of these dreams." he sighed, lying back on the tree as he looked up to the blue morning sky. Morning...? Did he sleep out here at night? Aethir could of sworn he was in his bedroom... He shrugged, stretching and stood on the tree, balancing on the branch. He inhaled and exhaled, searching around the forest for any of his animal friends that happened to be near by. Seeing none of them near, he decided he'd head out of the forest, maybe take a stroll in town or something... He still felt the pain from the fictional man's slashes, but soon felt it fade away as the rest of his body woke up...
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Slowly walking in such an odd manner, body swaying and leaning as he walking with such a wobbly manner, the male entity with bandages wrapped around his body appeared, sporting a green withered and torn jacket. His arms were dangling to his side with two large daggers, the man panting as he looked around with a REALLY unsettling smile. The other thing left exposed other than his mouth was his left red eye, shimming as it looking around wildly for signs of life. He slowly began to chuckle, laugh, and soon downright cackle like a mad man loudly, his body twitching in an unsettling manner as he continued down the alley way, towards Aethir's corner. Weaving hand seals, Aethir formed water clones on the other corner, on his other side. Five Aethirs ran towards the man, the laughter growling louder as the original Aethir burst into a high speed run, away from the battle. The clones did their best to hold off the man, however he was just too fast, reflexive, and too skilled with those daggers of his. If he knew jutsu, he didn't use any yet, from all the times Aethir had encountered this man in his dreams surprisingly... Aethir then found himself at a dead end, staring back at the man smiling wide to him, running over and beginning his onslaught of slashes on the ronin, the pain of the process seeming to have lasted for hours...or days as the bandaged man laughed...
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Aethir, lying in a tree, inhaled and exhaled quickly, heart racing as he realizes it was yet another dream. "No decent sleep for ...three weeks now..." he groaned, slowly sitting up, the whole front of his body stinging from the nightmare. From his appearance, it was easy to tell that he had not been getting decent sleep, the ronin putting a hand over his sleep deprived face. "I really need to get to the bottom of these dreams." he sighed, lying back on the tree as he looked up to the blue morning sky. Morning...? Did he sleep out here at night? Aethir could of sworn he was in his bedroom... He shrugged, stretching and stood on the tree, balancing on the branch. He inhaled and exhaled, searching around the forest for any of his animal friends that happened to be near by. Seeing none of them near, he decided he'd head out of the forest, maybe take a stroll in town or something... He still felt the pain from the fictional man's slashes, but soon felt it fade away as the rest of his body woke up...
Word Count: 609
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