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Squad 3, a continuation (Invite only) Mon Aug 22, 2016 11:56 pm
Rippa
D-rank
Rippa would wait while keeping up the appearance of struggling. He wanted to see loyalty to the one standing next to you even if one was competing. After all it wasn't easy to let go of ones desires to grow and gain. Greed was a large part of being a person. Human nature was to desire personal gain. To run and survive was a first natural instinct. For someone to have gotten passed that was all he had been looking for and all he required for someone looking to him for anything. He would protect even the normal folk who ran and survived and never hold it against them, but he wouldn't accept them as his students in the long run. These two however both were exhibiting the type of personalities he respected. Honor and courage flowed through them as naturally as it could given the circumstances. They were risking their lives for each other even though they had just met against an enemy which had taken down their sensei. He hadn't been sure he could expect that from genin. While it was foolish and their goal should of been escaping instead of attacking head on he could accept this as passing.
With a shift of his weight he planted his hands on the ground and began to rise. Both men pinning him down seemed like children as it took them a second to realize he was done with being held down. Their power meant little in comparison to his own as he overpowered both of them at once. It wasn't anything new for sword saints to test each other though. That being said he was the captain for a reason. Still as they realized that even combined they couldn't hold him they released him and hopped to the side to cross their arms. Almost pouting as he dusted himself off. Above them the fireball burst out the side of the building like a giant flame thrower and with a loud explosion that shook dust off the walls. His sky blue eyes examined it as he noted the two sword saints had covered themselves in defensive jutsu and attached themselves to pillars to avoid damage. Even with the rank difference in close quarters simply dodging wasn't always an option. Still debris filled the floor with smoke and dust and filled everyones vision for a moment. He could still see through it well enough though. His students were fine but on edge.
With a second of deliberation Rippa decided he was satisfied with the results and finished dusting himself off before placing two fingers in between his lips and blowing where they connected. A sharp whistle rose high into the area over the settling noise and both mystery swordsmen shifted to look back before retreating and sheathing their weapons. Landing with a single leap next to the others. Rippa would turn to face them and bow his head with his arms at his sides. They would do the same before all four would split. With that done he would look up to where both his students would probably be watching from by now before letting out a sigh and taking a step. With the power of that single step a circle of dust burst out like a wave from where he had been standing and he cleared two floors before landing like it was simply a second step. One hand in his pants pocket and the other rubbing the back of his head sheepishly while he looked to them both. When he spoke he did so with a smile while looking a little guilty.
"I assume you both figured out that was your test?"
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With a shift of his weight he planted his hands on the ground and began to rise. Both men pinning him down seemed like children as it took them a second to realize he was done with being held down. Their power meant little in comparison to his own as he overpowered both of them at once. It wasn't anything new for sword saints to test each other though. That being said he was the captain for a reason. Still as they realized that even combined they couldn't hold him they released him and hopped to the side to cross their arms. Almost pouting as he dusted himself off. Above them the fireball burst out the side of the building like a giant flame thrower and with a loud explosion that shook dust off the walls. His sky blue eyes examined it as he noted the two sword saints had covered themselves in defensive jutsu and attached themselves to pillars to avoid damage. Even with the rank difference in close quarters simply dodging wasn't always an option. Still debris filled the floor with smoke and dust and filled everyones vision for a moment. He could still see through it well enough though. His students were fine but on edge.
With a second of deliberation Rippa decided he was satisfied with the results and finished dusting himself off before placing two fingers in between his lips and blowing where they connected. A sharp whistle rose high into the area over the settling noise and both mystery swordsmen shifted to look back before retreating and sheathing their weapons. Landing with a single leap next to the others. Rippa would turn to face them and bow his head with his arms at his sides. They would do the same before all four would split. With that done he would look up to where both his students would probably be watching from by now before letting out a sigh and taking a step. With the power of that single step a circle of dust burst out like a wave from where he had been standing and he cleared two floors before landing like it was simply a second step. One hand in his pants pocket and the other rubbing the back of his head sheepishly while he looked to them both. When he spoke he did so with a smile while looking a little guilty.
"I assume you both figured out that was your test?"
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