He winced as the hapless bandit took the full brunt of Lin's jutsu. It briefly took him back a few days when he'd experienced the same thing... He involuntarily shook his leg out a bit. He had been bitten by more than a few makeshift kunai... In fact Lin had perforated him quite a bit in their brief time together...
"Sounds good!" He looked over his shoulder as he gave her a huge thumbs up complete with a toothy cornball smile. While his head was turned White Sash took it upon himself to attack again. He lashed out with his knife hand attempting to drag a line across Toshi's throat. He felt it break his resonance field long before it got there and hopped backwards. He'd played with him a moment before but this bandit appeared to be a bit faster than the others. White Sash might have been a street thug, but it didn't seem like he was a -common- street thug. He had been placed in a position of leadership for a reason.
The attack missed, keeping Satoshi alive. But he didn't stop. He kept pressing. He swung again. And again. A silver streak following each of his attacks as sunlight gleamed off the steel of his weapon. He was persistent, his attacks pressing Satoshi as he struggled to keep away. It seemed the man was as fast... if not a little faster than Toshi. He also moved with a slight bit of expertise. Surely Lin had seen better, but he had enough skill for it to be clear that this wasn't his first rodeo. One, two, three slashes more and Satoshi had been pushed towards the edge of the cliff side. Pebbles skittered behind the boy's heels as they found themselves bracing against little but air. His toes curled forward, gripping the edge of earth that kept him from impersonating a flightless bird. The poorly dressed bandit in a dapper top hat grinned with menace as Satoshi's precarious situation became more evident.
"You've nowhere to run boy. And it seems like your partner is yellow too. Sadly, it seems our show is coming to a close." The bandit leader spoke matter of factly. His empty hand offering a slight shrug of disregard.
"Then I guess I ought to let you feel my beat then, huh? Sorry in advance for the ringing in your ears." The boy asked as his gaze narrowed in resolve. His heels lifted up off the ground and his knees bent slightly. His weight shifted to the balls of his feet and he brought his fists up. "I'll let you hear it."
And the world went quiet. At least for Satoshi. It was a haunting sort of feeling for him. He didn't much like using this... He was still a bit too weak to truly utilize this technique that he'd developed. But the situation was growing somewhat dire. Furthermore he didn't want to disappoint Lin. He had held back somewhat in their first match. He'd chosen to use an experimental technique and it had faltered. It made him look a bit silly. So this time he'd show her his pride and fight with his heart.
His fists clenched tightly.
"Chowa: Kyoshinken." He could no longer feel his surroundings. His opponent. It was like being blind for him... Well... it was more like he had stopped listening to the music of the world. It was as if he'd stepped forward, gripped the mic, and presented himself for his solo. It was time to let his fists sing.
His eyes focused intently on his opponent. Who offered him an inquisitive look. Whatever the boy was talking about didn't seem to register on the bandit's scale of concerns. He instantly pressed forward! He intended to drive the blade between the boy's eyes or to push him to his death. Satoshi simultaneously pressed forward, his left hand opening up as if reaching for something to pull for leverage. His body leaned towards the blow to the inside of the attack. His head slipped the attack, the knife carving a furrow of red crimson down his cheek and past his ear.
"Kyoshinken! Kumo Cross!"As the tip of the blade passed his shoulder his right arm came across his opponent's left handed strike. His fist passed over his foe's elbow and was on a collision course with his chin. A snap shot of the moment would show a cross created by Satoshi's forearm and White Sash's extended thrust. This was what was known in boxing as a Cross Counter. A devastating technique that left the receiver in an unbalanced and overextended posture, subject not only to the strength of his opponent but suffering the brunt of their own weight!
The man's cheek seemed to ripple slightly before the blow even landed... Perhaps from the sheer force of the attack? Perhaps... The blow landed flush with the opponents cheek. Satoshi's fist pressed into the side of the man's face and his bone structure seemed to form around Satoshi's fist. For a moment, his body stayed in place until his head could no longer bear the force of the attack. His face gave first, shifting away from the blow. Then his shoulders dipped. And finally his feet gave out from beneath him as Satoshi followed the attack to it's ultimate conclusion, driving White Sash's head into the earth with the inevitable arc of his punch. His feet kicked into the air as the man's head bit into and bounced off the rock before crumpling over backwards. His eyes glazed over as his top hat gently drifted down beside him, rolling gently against Satoshi's feet. Lord. Who knew this kid had such viscous power in his fists?
"Uh... I might have overdone it a bit..." He smiled stupidly as the man was very clearly unconscious. Oops. Also his jaw was likely very broken. He'd be able to talk, it just wouldn't be comfortable or easy to understand.
Satoshi's fists unclenched and the world came stampeding back into his senses. He wobbled a bit on the cliff side and stumbled forward onto his hands and knees as the sudden explosion of sensory knocked him off balance. Oops again!
- Jutsu Used:
Name: Chowa: Kyoshinken [Harmony: Resonating Fist]
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: Scaling
Type: Offensive
Element: Fuuton
Range: Melee
Specialty: Taijutsu/Kotone Clan KKG/Style
Duration: Maintained at 5 chakra/turn
Cooldown: Duration +3
Description: The user of the Taijutsu style modifies their attacks by encasing their fists with a layer of the Kotone Clan's signature resonating chakra. By matching the frequency of their target (ascertained with the Kotone Style Pursuit of Sound Jutsu) the user is able to strike a foe or object with lowered endurance. Mechanically the attack reduces the endurance of a target by a 1 tier before the blow lands, causing the illusion of a more powerful strike. In reality it is the endurance of the foe that is being manipulated, rather than the force of the blow. The effect lasts only until just after the blow lands. The field that penetrates the opponent's defense is the source of the disruption and as soon as they are no longer effected by the frequency field their body/armor/etc. returns to it's default hardness.
C-Rank: -1 tier to opponent endurance. The debuff does not stick and activation of the jutsu deactivates the Pursuit of Sound ability inherent in the Kotone Clan as the resonance field is utilized for attacks. Further, this means the Jutsu is not useable if the user does not have their resonant item.
[WC: 4592]