1 I Hate Introductions [Private, NoKill, Plot] Sun Jul 27, 2014 1:26 am
Arashi
D-rank
With a loud sigh, and the sound of a kicked rock bouncing along a path, Kyoko had arrived, finally, after at least a few days--or a few hundred words-- of travel. Iwagakure. The Hidden Stone village. She had heard about it a lot when she was still at home with her family-- usually from her clone eavesdropping on people-- and it seemed to be exactly as everyone described it; rocky. Looking around, she noticed that there didn't seem to be many ninja running around, but there was a plethora of families milling about, doing what they must. To the red haired young woman's surprise, it didn't seem like anybody was going to attack her as soon as she entered, and, although a pleasant surprise, she couldn't help but be a little... Disappointing. The last village she was in, Kirigakure, the Hidden Mist village, someone challenged her almost as soon as she entered, and, of course, she ended up beating him. Anyone with the Soseiji's frikkin' awesome Kekkei Genkai was sure to whoop ass. Kyoko smiled, as the memory of the fight hit her, and she could once again taste the flavor of sweet, sweet victory, taken, not given.
Sighing, Kyoko looked at the sky as she walked towards the makeshift dirt arena where she was supposed to meet her training partner for the day. She'd heard about him before, but never met him in person. 'I guess there's a first time for everything...' she thought to herself. 'I wonder if he's as strong as they say...?' She rolled her shoulder, and with a dull crack, sighed with relief. Man, that felt good. Thinking, she thought of a giant man with huge, creepy muscles, that attacked on their own. Now, that would be a disgusting Kekkei Genkai. Muscle hitting. Or something. As soon as she walked up to the dirt arena, she saw the man looking across at her, and she smirked.
Boom chicka pow. She was ready.
Putting on her light armor, so as to not constrict her movement, Kyoko Soseiji cracked her knuckles, looking at the opponent that faced her. Smirking slightly, she bit the end off the pocky that was currently in her mouth, letting it drop into the dirt. The man straight across from her was cocky, and she could tell he though he was going to pound her into the ground, just because she was a woman. Well, not this time. He started charging at her, but not quickly. He seemed as if he did nothing other than lift weights, he was so bulky. As soon as he came close, she quickly split into her Eizo clone, halving her chakra, but making another Kyoko. The man was confused, but, quickly, the two red haired women ran at him, and with a quick punch to the left and right shoulder respectively, they could hear the synchronized pop of shoulders dislocating. As the man flailed on the ground from the pain, the two red haired girls stood over him, the real Kyoko putting another pocky in her mouth. "Don't call me weak again, please. Especially when your 'strength' training doesn't seem to be working too well."
The man just growled at her, and got up, and she twisted his arm, popping it back into his socket for him, and he tried not to make a noise, but a quiet groan escaped. Suddenly, he twisted, and punched her Eizo in the face, knocking her down. Rolling her eyes, she quickly ignited her palm with lightning, and jabbed him in the back as hard as she could, sending him forward. Picking up her clone, she absorbs it, smirking. He just growls and gets up, once again. "Stop trying." She said, and stop trying he did. Handing him an apple, she smirks, and he bites into it, staring at her. "Maybe w' c'n ba'le la'er, laddy." He said, and she nodded happily. Fighting was much better than meditating, so she gladly accepted.
Smirking, she nodded to herself. Hopefully, that would happen here, too. She would absolutely love to kick someone who underestimated her strength as a shinobi, and, even better, she would love too make a friend, whether they were a wandering ninja too, or a resident of this rocky village. Though, it would be better to not keep any ties here, in case that she had to shake them loose when she left, which she knew she would. "I'll give this place a few weeks..." She mumbled to herself, tapping her fingers on her side, looking up into the sky. "For now, I'll just wait for someone..."
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Sighing, Kyoko looked at the sky as she walked towards the makeshift dirt arena where she was supposed to meet her training partner for the day. She'd heard about him before, but never met him in person. 'I guess there's a first time for everything...' she thought to herself. 'I wonder if he's as strong as they say...?' She rolled her shoulder, and with a dull crack, sighed with relief. Man, that felt good. Thinking, she thought of a giant man with huge, creepy muscles, that attacked on their own. Now, that would be a disgusting Kekkei Genkai. Muscle hitting. Or something. As soon as she walked up to the dirt arena, she saw the man looking across at her, and she smirked.
Boom chicka pow. She was ready.
Putting on her light armor, so as to not constrict her movement, Kyoko Soseiji cracked her knuckles, looking at the opponent that faced her. Smirking slightly, she bit the end off the pocky that was currently in her mouth, letting it drop into the dirt. The man straight across from her was cocky, and she could tell he though he was going to pound her into the ground, just because she was a woman. Well, not this time. He started charging at her, but not quickly. He seemed as if he did nothing other than lift weights, he was so bulky. As soon as he came close, she quickly split into her Eizo clone, halving her chakra, but making another Kyoko. The man was confused, but, quickly, the two red haired women ran at him, and with a quick punch to the left and right shoulder respectively, they could hear the synchronized pop of shoulders dislocating. As the man flailed on the ground from the pain, the two red haired girls stood over him, the real Kyoko putting another pocky in her mouth. "Don't call me weak again, please. Especially when your 'strength' training doesn't seem to be working too well."
The man just growled at her, and got up, and she twisted his arm, popping it back into his socket for him, and he tried not to make a noise, but a quiet groan escaped. Suddenly, he twisted, and punched her Eizo in the face, knocking her down. Rolling her eyes, she quickly ignited her palm with lightning, and jabbed him in the back as hard as she could, sending him forward. Picking up her clone, she absorbs it, smirking. He just growls and gets up, once again. "Stop trying." She said, and stop trying he did. Handing him an apple, she smirks, and he bites into it, staring at her. "Maybe w' c'n ba'le la'er, laddy." He said, and she nodded happily. Fighting was much better than meditating, so she gladly accepted.
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Smirking, she nodded to herself. Hopefully, that would happen here, too. She would absolutely love to kick someone who underestimated her strength as a shinobi, and, even better, she would love too make a friend, whether they were a wandering ninja too, or a resident of this rocky village. Though, it would be better to not keep any ties here, in case that she had to shake them loose when she left, which she knew she would. "I'll give this place a few weeks..." She mumbled to herself, tapping her fingers on her side, looking up into the sky. "For now, I'll just wait for someone..."