1 IceMan Vs Demon ( Inv Only/Sero/NK ) Tue Mar 28, 2017 12:28 am
Burittsu
D-rank
Even his voice gave the signal to begin the male was in nothing but hesitation wondering what type of beast Sero was actually on the battlefield if something could be alive for this long many have died trying to fight him. It was not cocky mindset he just seen much more battles than Burittsu and it showed in this event. No fear or even a studder of a word he had been through this to many times to mess up as if it was a weekly street performance. Each week maybe new the but act was still the same everyone seen it but no one could look away due to the fact of how amazing it was so amazing they end up throwing money into the performers for the same trick that was done last time.
Who knows why they did it was it for a fact they waited till one of the performers fell straight on their face so they can finally applaud and laugh or was it they have a short attention span. This show on the other hand had been performed by Sero who knows how many times and most likely no one lived after facing such a beast if any did live the count would be between one out of ten. It was quiet between the two as they both were locked into a staredown neither interested in looking away. Was this pride or a foolish code he now wondered if Sero was right if his pride got in the way of his ambition to become the shinobi he wanted be standing high for all to remember him. Maybe some truth was hidden underneath the words of Sero and maybe not but if gaining power to avenge not only Genbu but all the others that fell to such murder.
He was willing to turn his back on the past that held him back from his full potential crossing the line to a path that none should follow unless already lost in the darkness themselves. Gazing at Sero from head to toe as his blade was in the path of the male he wanted to learn how it really works when it comes to handling a weapon specialist such as him. In time the area grew darker as a calm breeze pushed upon his back as if it was urging him to make the first move. With the wind at his back he quickly pushed forward keeping the blade in a guard like position if he was even doing it right to protect himself he would soon find out. Only mere feet away from Sero was out of his comfort zone with this type of weapon swinging up, down, left, and right aiming to do something to male but it was just him swinging at his chest not even getting close his actual skin let alone his clothing. With the smirk returning upon his face even he knew an attack that weak would get the blade knocked out of his hand.
Eyes burning with a passion to grow and get better but he needed more than to simply cut his body he needed to show him he was serious about putting his resolve behind him in one daring move. This should determine if it was even worth it jumping on the boat and taking such a trip out of his way out here with no way back until his training was completely finished without a doubt. This was the lions den and he took the wrong step now he must survive from this beast that is in isolation. Quickly charging at Sero he took it in for a second the words that were said once more he was not willing to be weak but his heart was built differently as it saw honor and respect in a duel. Sero’s obviously did not it his saw the truth of battle when friends die right beside you and can’t do nothing to save them from this sort of death. A death that allows them to see one final view of their comrade crying or looking down on them with a concern face but has none of the tools to save their life. That must have been the worse type of death to see and probably the worse to experience dying in a friend's arms leaving all your hopes and dreams to whoever cared to honor them.
It seemed that is what Burittsu was doing taking the honor and compassion of Genbu and putting it into his own code it probably messed him up but he did see the light at some point. Instead of the usual darkness if it meant going back to such a place to regain himself and confidence it would be a hard task but one that would benefit him in the end of it all. His body was already moving but his mind moved faster everything felt slow around him as he moved to his target. But he felt his feet each step pressed upon the ground and he knew the training was not meant for Sero but meant for himself to actually cross the line that has been splitting him all this time. And in two steps it was over but it felt like the hardest choice of his life reverting back to pure anger and hate he still had a brain which was a good reminder to him not to do anything completely crazy. Coming up with a swift jab with the blade using his left hand he aimed for the chest of the male actually attempting to pierce the blade into his chest. His right hand came from underneath quickly forming chakra into the hand growing claws made out of ice each about two inches long exactly.
“Mhmm!”
He aimed for the side of the male the same exact side that Sero cut him to be exact as if it was some sort of payback to his teacher not to just doubt him or his code that he followed. This was his way of his way of showing his teacher that he was willing to follow the rules but do it in his way allowing him to become the shinobi he actually wanted to be. Or so he thought he didn’t know anything about Sero but if he was ever determined to be beat this demon he would have to let go of the honor and fight like his life depended on it. At this point Burittsu didn’t feel no remorse or regret for attempting to this attack if it was to make him stronger and prove a point to Sero that can put the honor and code behind him. Very well he would plunge himself into darkness once more to gain the strength for the next day to come and so on. Looking up into Sero’s eyes he could only smile as he attempted his best.
“I regret nothing.”
WC:1158
Who knows why they did it was it for a fact they waited till one of the performers fell straight on their face so they can finally applaud and laugh or was it they have a short attention span. This show on the other hand had been performed by Sero who knows how many times and most likely no one lived after facing such a beast if any did live the count would be between one out of ten. It was quiet between the two as they both were locked into a staredown neither interested in looking away. Was this pride or a foolish code he now wondered if Sero was right if his pride got in the way of his ambition to become the shinobi he wanted be standing high for all to remember him. Maybe some truth was hidden underneath the words of Sero and maybe not but if gaining power to avenge not only Genbu but all the others that fell to such murder.
He was willing to turn his back on the past that held him back from his full potential crossing the line to a path that none should follow unless already lost in the darkness themselves. Gazing at Sero from head to toe as his blade was in the path of the male he wanted to learn how it really works when it comes to handling a weapon specialist such as him. In time the area grew darker as a calm breeze pushed upon his back as if it was urging him to make the first move. With the wind at his back he quickly pushed forward keeping the blade in a guard like position if he was even doing it right to protect himself he would soon find out. Only mere feet away from Sero was out of his comfort zone with this type of weapon swinging up, down, left, and right aiming to do something to male but it was just him swinging at his chest not even getting close his actual skin let alone his clothing. With the smirk returning upon his face even he knew an attack that weak would get the blade knocked out of his hand.
Eyes burning with a passion to grow and get better but he needed more than to simply cut his body he needed to show him he was serious about putting his resolve behind him in one daring move. This should determine if it was even worth it jumping on the boat and taking such a trip out of his way out here with no way back until his training was completely finished without a doubt. This was the lions den and he took the wrong step now he must survive from this beast that is in isolation. Quickly charging at Sero he took it in for a second the words that were said once more he was not willing to be weak but his heart was built differently as it saw honor and respect in a duel. Sero’s obviously did not it his saw the truth of battle when friends die right beside you and can’t do nothing to save them from this sort of death. A death that allows them to see one final view of their comrade crying or looking down on them with a concern face but has none of the tools to save their life. That must have been the worse type of death to see and probably the worse to experience dying in a friend's arms leaving all your hopes and dreams to whoever cared to honor them.
It seemed that is what Burittsu was doing taking the honor and compassion of Genbu and putting it into his own code it probably messed him up but he did see the light at some point. Instead of the usual darkness if it meant going back to such a place to regain himself and confidence it would be a hard task but one that would benefit him in the end of it all. His body was already moving but his mind moved faster everything felt slow around him as he moved to his target. But he felt his feet each step pressed upon the ground and he knew the training was not meant for Sero but meant for himself to actually cross the line that has been splitting him all this time. And in two steps it was over but it felt like the hardest choice of his life reverting back to pure anger and hate he still had a brain which was a good reminder to him not to do anything completely crazy. Coming up with a swift jab with the blade using his left hand he aimed for the chest of the male actually attempting to pierce the blade into his chest. His right hand came from underneath quickly forming chakra into the hand growing claws made out of ice each about two inches long exactly.
“Mhmm!”
He aimed for the side of the male the same exact side that Sero cut him to be exact as if it was some sort of payback to his teacher not to just doubt him or his code that he followed. This was his way of his way of showing his teacher that he was willing to follow the rules but do it in his way allowing him to become the shinobi he actually wanted to be. Or so he thought he didn’t know anything about Sero but if he was ever determined to be beat this demon he would have to let go of the honor and fight like his life depended on it. At this point Burittsu didn’t feel no remorse or regret for attempting to this attack if it was to make him stronger and prove a point to Sero that can put the honor and code behind him. Very well he would plunge himself into darkness once more to gain the strength for the next day to come and so on. Looking up into Sero’s eyes he could only smile as he attempted his best.
“I regret nothing.”
WC:1158
- Jutsu:
Name: Hyoton: Ice Claws ( Hyoton: アイス爪 )
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: D-A
Type: Offensive
Element: Hyoton
Range: Self
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: 3 Posts
Cooldown: 5 Post
Description: The user instantly activates chakra in both hands transforming each finger into a weapon of deadly claws made out of ice. As the rank of the jutsu grows the stronger the claws become able to easily pierce through their target with ease and precise accuracy. The ability allows the user to do tissue damage to his/her enemy depending on the rank of the jutsu being used. The rank of the jutsu depends on how long the claws extend out.
D-Rank: The user transforms his hands into ice claws allowing to pierce 1/2 deep into the enemy causing pain to the enemies but also deal minor first degree tissue damage to the enemy. As the claws only extend about an exact inch from the finger tips.
C-Rank: The user transforms his hands into ice claws that allow the user to extend his claws out two inches from the finger exactly. And Cause 2nd degree tissue damage to the opponent.
B-Rank: The user transforms his hands into ice claws that are now able to caused 3rd degree tissue burns on the victim's injured. Now being able to pierce two to three inches deep it would deal a great amount of damage. The claws extend about three inches from the finger tips.
A-Rank: The user transforms his hands into ice claws that are now able to pierce through an enemy in a single jab if aimed correctly in the right area of the body. Now able to cause great damage it has a high possibility on 4th major tissue damage. The claws themselves extend about four inches and a half now from the finger tips. Now able to do 3rd degree burns with the possibilities of frost bite this move at this rank becomes much more of a threat to anyone caught in it's way.
- Chakra:
245/250