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Post by Roka Ningyo on Jun 18, 2010 0:18:08 GMT -5
One of Roka's clones moved in front of him to shield him, forming the necessary seals for him, to block Kioku's attacks and the venom tornado with one of his own. "Fuuton: Kiritori Tatsumaki!" The tornado, roughly the size of four grown men, sliced its way through the air, powerful enough to carve a path through the earth towards Kioku, intent on wrapping around her. From behind, a clone with a copy of Roka's sword had crept up to attack her with a second jutsu. "Wind blade!" The forcefield of wind that wrapped itself around the blade increased its range and cutting power. The clone slashed at her tail.
Meanwhile, the real Roka was still losing blood, in spite of his ability to heal quickly. He would have to do something about that eventually. But that would mean releasing control on his 'puppets.' And even with the mist around them to confuse them (forgot I put it there) three enemies was less appealing than one.
((No problem, Shia. I have to keep referring to my own profile and ability list, because I forget a lot...))
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Post by Otogakure's purple rose on Jun 19, 2010 10:38:59 GMT -5
Using her tornado and more wind slashes she weakened Roka's tornado but it still managed to reach her, confusing her enough to let the clone land a hit before smashing him with her bleeding tail. Her red eyes seemed to shine as her own blood entered her vision. She swung her tail, flinging blood into the tornado swirling around her. Her blood was even more toxic than her venom, burning strait through anything it touched-besides herself- so any amount that would get thrown out by the wind could help her.
Watching the fight, Kiken realized she wasnt using her full strength. In fact, she seemed to be a bit slower than moments before. She was incapable of holding back in that form so Roka must've done something. That realization hit Kioku about the same time. She then encased her tail in chakra and swung it the opposite direction of the tornado, trying to dissperse it quickly. This was a timed battle now.
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Post by Roka Ningyo on Jun 20, 2010 22:54:40 GMT -5
As the venomous blood hit Roka's wounds and seeped into his skin, he released an enraged, demonic hiss. It began to burn through his already torn shirt, (and he liked that shirt, Kioku would surely pay for this...) he pulled it off. His chest was also covered with the blue 'tattoo,' and to his displeasure, the venom, which was slowly eating through his skin.
"Purify." He was able to remove most of the venom from his blood and used water to wash the liquid off his skin, but it still stung and his anger was beginning to effect his concentration. Even though he felt stronger from it, his concentration was growing weaker. He would lose control over his victims soon. In an attempt to distract them from his gradually weakening hold, he forced Shia to throw some ice senbons he created for her at Kioku, and gave Sayuri an ice lance to dive at Kioku from above. He also created a large hole in the earth and filled it with as much water as he could draw from the ground to create a pond.
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Post by Otogakure's purple rose on Jun 21, 2010 11:45:37 GMT -5
With the tornado gone she used her chakra fused tail to knock away the senbons. Sensing Sayuri she leaned back so she only got a small wound on her stomach then reached out and grabbed the girl by her ankle. Flinging her toward Shia she directed her attention back to Roka. Slaming her tail down large chunks of rock flew into the air and using her claws she sent them flying toward her opponent.
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Post by Roka Ningyo on Jun 21, 2010 22:58:58 GMT -5
Roka was in the middle of trying to heal some of his wounds when Kioku flung the rocks at him. To his good fortune, he was still wearing the ice knuckles, and managed to punch through them before they got far enough to do serious damage, although the shards scraped his still healing arm. "Can't you stay still a moment, irritating little snake...?" He hissed angrily.
Roka opened a large crack in the earth below Kioku for her to fall in, then used his control over water to turn the earth around her into mud for a makeshift quicksand pit. "Maybe that will keep you busy for a while."
He took this time to resume healing and use his jutsu for restoring blood and energy in his body. "Blood regeneration." However, to his misfortune, in his anger, he released his hold on Shia and Sayuri completely, and intent on healing and watching Kioku struggle through the mud, forgot to regain it.
=Squirm, little snake, and die.=
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Post by Shia Maehara on Jun 22, 2010 3:53:23 GMT -5
When Shia felt the tight grip of the blood bending suddenly drop, she didn't move. She was in a position where she could see Roka move in the corner of her eye, and Sayuri was in front of her. Apparently, Roka released them by accident. He was watching Kioku intensively and didn't pay much attention to what they were doing. This was a big advantage, but only if she could message through to Sayuri that she mustn't move. If they could stay still long enough, and Roka kept forgetting about them they could make a great surprise attack.
Shia didn't care much about Kioku's revenge anymore, since she was now intent on getting Roka back for using her body twice. She locked her eyes onto Sayuri's and kept still, setting the example for her. <Come on. Notice. Work out what my plan is.>
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Post by Roka Ningyo on Jun 22, 2010 18:34:03 GMT -5
Roka continued closing his wounds, working out more poison from his system, but the repeated use of his demon blood's power hadn't stopped taking its toll. As much water touched his skin, as much burning venom as it washed away, it couldn't relieve the burning feeling of the markings that covered nearly every inch of his skin. =You'll learn to like it, mortal.= It was only now, in this brief respite that Roka actually regained some resemblance of normal, rational, clear thought. 'Something's wrong. I should stop. I need to get out of here.'
But as soon as he started to fight to regain the rest of his mind and body, a sharp feeling, like a shock, a warning, shot through his skull. He clutched his head in agony, almost brought to his knees. =Pathetic child. Just like your mother before you, you struggle in vain, blind. Idiot. You might as well wrestle with your own shadow.=
"Who...who the hell are you...?" He didn't know he said that thought aloud, nor that he had staggered back towards the pond he had made, near the edge. "Get out of my head!"
=I'm not in your head, silly little human. I'm in your body, your blood, your history, your very nature. I am in every dark corner of your mind, in every dark dream. And I have every right to this body, to your very soul, as you. No, more than you. You're a vessal. A mere farce compared to me. You're weak. Soft. I have no need for your 'compassion,' or hesitation. No need for your foolish loyalties, your worthless causes. Power. Blood. That's what we really want.=
"Shut up! Just shut up!" Then an evil smirk crossed his lips, and in that same voice that wasn't his, Roka seemed to answer himself."It's so completely pathetic, it's almost amusing that you still think you're in a position to give orders, half-ling. You should be so lucky."
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Post by Sayuri, Deadly Phoenix on Jun 26, 2010 7:45:58 GMT -5
Sayuri had no choice but to let herself be thrown about in attacks performed by Roka through her, and defensive maneuvers on Kioku's part. When she was thrown as she had done Shia, she rolled her eyes. This was gonna be a slightly painful landing, to say the least.
Her body tried to drill itself through the floor, but instead she rolled, in a stumbling manner across the floor, groaning, coughing, gasping as she went. She landed rather near to Shia, and when she had stopped moving due to gravity, she could feel the burns and scratches from the floor raw on her unclothed body parts.
The girl tried looking towards her friend, but Sayuri's face was currently in a position where she may have been attempting to eat the dirt.
And then, the hold was released.
A lot of things happened at once; Sayuri very slowly moved, due to two reasons. Her body was aching and sore all over, and she didn't want to over-exert herself in case he bod be called upon again, though she hoped it would be her controlling her actions, rather than somebody else. The other was that she had the same thought flow as Shia, who she now turned to face, just as slowly. She then relaxed and let herself remain still on the floor, a sign to Shia, hoping her friend would understand.
Roka, Sayuri realized lifting her head just off of the floor, was healing himself, and he looked rather manic. ~Probably just the battle. Kioku IS an enormously strong and daunting enemy to battle with. Oh. Though that quicksand might pose a problem for the kunoichi.~
Waiting for Shia to help devise a plan as to where to go from here, Roka began to shout, pretty damn angrily. And at first, Sayuri wasn't sure if she heard notes of fear in his voice. if the situation wasn't so serious, Sayuri would have cracked a joke about the state of Roka's sanity, but now something was beginning to dawn on the girl. She was beginning to fear now, that Roka wasn't totally himself. In more ways than one.
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