1 Won't Somebody Please Think of the Children! [Brank/private/nokill] Fri Apr 29, 2016 7:33 am
Fukai
D-rank
Previously...
The light ahead was growing, signalling a room of sorts. Fukai increased his speed and pushed ahead of Gi. He wanted to take point so he would be able to take action if he needed to. The tunnel had stopped going downwards and was widening out. He prepared a bit of chakra in his scarf for what was coming. At the end of the corridor, it opened out into an underground room. Straight away, they were confronted by a group of five. They were ready and waiting. It looked like the gang had some form of communication throughout their ranks due to them knowing that the first trap had failed. So what they saw was two figures on either side of the entrance way and then three more in the den itself. Just before Fukai was about to step out of the tunnel, one of the three at the back shot a fireball in his direction. With nowhere to go, the fireball would shoot down the corridor and incinerate them. The ends of the red scarf rose up and sprung towards the fireball. Fukai did not falter, using this attack to conceal his entrance to the room. Maybe they had done him a favour. The scarf plunged into the fire and bore through it. Just before the fire reached Fukai's face, it disappeared into nothingness.
By the time the jutsu had been nullified, he was over the threshold and already swinging his staff. It moved at 20 metres per second due to the precise bursts of chakra out of the end of it, sending it into the throat of one of the men who stood at the side of the doorway. It made contact, and crushed his throat. He was already swinging it back in a 180 degree arc to hit the man on the other side of the door. The nameless figures were no slouches, as soon as they had seen Fukai attack, they had launched a dozen shuriken at him and begun to run at him soon after. Fukai was in the middle of a twisting motion for his second attack and wasn't in a position to defend against the small metal projectiles that were whizzing towards him. Luckily he had his 3rd through 13th hands, otherwise known as the scarf that split into five strands per end and wove together to create a strong shield. The shurikens would hit the scarf and bounce harmlessly off, while about half were flung back by small but precise movements within the material. At the same time, his staff strike came up to it’s target, but the cloaked figure was ready and about to intercept it with his short sword. Another clutch two burst of chakra out of the end of the staff would cause it to be redirected into the man’s gut. He was not prepared to be winded that hard, bending over double and leaving the back of his head open for a sharp bop to send him crumbling down.
The light ahead was growing, signalling a room of sorts. Fukai increased his speed and pushed ahead of Gi. He wanted to take point so he would be able to take action if he needed to. The tunnel had stopped going downwards and was widening out. He prepared a bit of chakra in his scarf for what was coming. At the end of the corridor, it opened out into an underground room. Straight away, they were confronted by a group of five. They were ready and waiting. It looked like the gang had some form of communication throughout their ranks due to them knowing that the first trap had failed. So what they saw was two figures on either side of the entrance way and then three more in the den itself. Just before Fukai was about to step out of the tunnel, one of the three at the back shot a fireball in his direction. With nowhere to go, the fireball would shoot down the corridor and incinerate them. The ends of the red scarf rose up and sprung towards the fireball. Fukai did not falter, using this attack to conceal his entrance to the room. Maybe they had done him a favour. The scarf plunged into the fire and bore through it. Just before the fire reached Fukai's face, it disappeared into nothingness.
By the time the jutsu had been nullified, he was over the threshold and already swinging his staff. It moved at 20 metres per second due to the precise bursts of chakra out of the end of it, sending it into the throat of one of the men who stood at the side of the doorway. It made contact, and crushed his throat. He was already swinging it back in a 180 degree arc to hit the man on the other side of the door. The nameless figures were no slouches, as soon as they had seen Fukai attack, they had launched a dozen shuriken at him and begun to run at him soon after. Fukai was in the middle of a twisting motion for his second attack and wasn't in a position to defend against the small metal projectiles that were whizzing towards him. Luckily he had his 3rd through 13th hands, otherwise known as the scarf that split into five strands per end and wove together to create a strong shield. The shurikens would hit the scarf and bounce harmlessly off, while about half were flung back by small but precise movements within the material. At the same time, his staff strike came up to it’s target, but the cloaked figure was ready and about to intercept it with his short sword. Another clutch two burst of chakra out of the end of the staff would cause it to be redirected into the man’s gut. He was not prepared to be winded that hard, bending over double and leaving the back of his head open for a sharp bop to send him crumbling down.