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PostPosted: Wed Dec 13, 2017 10:11 am 
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Pleased that her joke had gone over somewhat well – even she realized it wasn’t really all that great - Rei's shoulders relaxed slightly as she moved back into her fighting stance. She knew how to joke, how to be casual and pleasant and inviting. She had practiced those things a lot over the years, but they always seemed like lies when she tried it with people she was familiar with. They were tactics of deceit, to lure others into a false sense of security and make her seem as though she were not what she was. While Rei omitted certain details of her life when in contact with others, she did try not to lie if she could help it – not to allies or those in her care. This left her with a decided uncertainty where it concerned interacting with others genuinely – she could tell that being sweet and a little flirty would probably leave Shingen off balance in basically all their encounters, and while she might want to smile and ask him questions about Sunagakure and maybe feel that little thrill that came from knowing he liked the way she looked, Rei knew that just by thinking about and calculating what would turn his gears that she was using ninja training against someone she genuinely enjoyed being around. It wasn’t right.

By the time her thoughts had returned to the present, her alpha state taking care of watching for surprise attacks, Shingen had already removed the heavy looking weights and was springing from foot to foot. Her eyes traveled along his rhythm, feet to knees to hips, shoulders, elbows, and fists. He was much faster than before, and would likely use that speed to try and surprise her. There were a few things she disliked about what he did, here, but the primary reason for her eyelids dropping down slightly in disapproval was the fact that his opening movement was a leap. As a rule, she followed the school of thought that being midair at almost any point not carefully considered ahead of time as a counter or, as demonstrated by her Hokage’s ability, not when in complete control of their midair movement, was a bad idea. The leap was meant to be short, and to land to a place where he could possibly pivot to fake, but Rei did not give Shingen the option to do so. She took two quick steps forward to balance her weight properly, then turned with as little wasted movement as possible, with the speed and strength of long, slow, deliberate practice manifest in the simply deadly way her bare heel turned and angled downward, a reverse spinning kick that outranged the Chuunin’s own punch and would strike him in the shoulder, driving him off course and balance. At the same time, the kimono flipped back toward her right, flaring up and exposing her panty line again, this time also the barest hint of the dip where her upper thigh met her pelvis. Her momentum carried her past him either way, and she opened her mouth to speak even as she spun back toward him.

“Don’t do that. Jumping up into the air is flashy but unnecessary – the sort of thing that acrobats do in the theater when playing as ninja. Bring your strikes in a straight line and drive through the enemy. Most people become flustered or unsure and even trained fighters will back away and give ground in order to find their footwork,” she stated, one hand pulling the edge of her kimono forward as she for the first time realized that it had become so loose about her waist as to clearly reveal her right hip and the line of white lace that her sheer, comfortable underwear picked out against her similarly pale skin like a tattoo. Thus covered once more, she tightened her obi, trying to seem casual as her cheeks heated slightly, giving her a very soft pink hue below her bright blue eyes. In a real fight, she wouldn’t think anything of the distraction – in fact, she might use it to her advantage if she thought such would work – but here, she did not particularly want to show off her assets. She was technically his superior and was acting as his teacher. “I follow the philosophy that to be grounded and move forward with serious intent to harm is the most efficient way to defeat an enemy. Overwhelm their defenses. Obliterate with speed and force and then choose the next target.”

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Leaf Strong Whirlwind (B-rank cost halved)

Active:
Strong Fist Style (D-rank upkeep halved)

Relevant Stats:
Strength: Masterful, Major Adv (Proficient for kick)
Con: Masterful
Agi: Epic, Major Adv
Dex: Epic (Masterful for kick)]

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Stats:
Str: Proficient
Con: Masterful
Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

Skills:
Taijutsu Spec
Fuuinjutsu Spec
Ninjutsu Spec
Ijutsu Minor
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PostPosted: Wed Dec 13, 2017 4:36 pm 
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Despite his best attempts, Shingen was left laying on the ground once more. Even with my weights off...? He wondered, befuddled. It was even more evident now, a simple truth that couldn't be denied: she was out of his league. Rubbing his definitely-soar shoulder, Shingen moved into a sitting position, cross-legged, as he thought over his next course of action, his head nodding as Rei gave him advice. He was a sponge, easily and readily taking in what she had to say, so that he could learn and do better next-time. What she said did make sense, and it seemed kind of like some advice that Satoru might have given to the Blue Tiger. However, unlike his other two teachers, Rei was a taijutsu specialist, and she knew better about the art of close combat than either Satoru or Kyousuke. That fact only made Shingen more interested in her critiques, and what she had to say.

However, Satoru's eyes dropped to Rei's moving hand, taking notice of the innocent white color that she moved to hide. He looked up at her face, his eyes slightly widened, looking at the girl's faintly blushed cheeks, beautifully contrasting with her porcelain skin, and framed beneath beautiful blue eyes. It was too much to handle. She's just too pretty! He thought, pivoting his head a hard ninety-degrees to the left, looking away from Rei and giving her privacy to fix her obi. His own face was flushed crimson, and he felt like he was practically ready to die. He could only thank his own foresight to have warn multiple layers of clothing today, because of the cold. Such a thing helped in hiding the obvious male sign of Shingen's desire. Puberty was weird, man.

The boy's face turned back to look at Rei when she began to talk again, having correctly assumed that her speaking meant that she had finished adjusting her obi. Standing back up onto his feet, rubbing his bruised shoulder one more time, he nodded, taking in Rei's advice, critiques, and comments. "Yes, senpai," He said, walking back to his initial starting point, several feet away from Rei. Thinking about how he should next approach attacking his senpai, Shingen debated trying to overpower her with speed and Chakra Enhanced Strength again, but it seemed as if she was unshaped by the boy's speed. Maybe he would need to try something else.

"Grounded... Overwhelm their defenses, obliterate with speed, huh?" Shingen didn't move for a long moment, instead staring intently at Rei, perhaps more intently than he had ever stared at her before. His eyes ran over her arms, her legs, her torso, thoroughly examining every inch of her that he was able. However, unlike previous glances, stolen little glimpses or her soft curves or her flawless skin, there was no lust in the Blue Tiger's eyes. He was not feasting on her beauty, but instead was examining her positioning, the way her feet were placed upon the ground, the angle or her shoulders, the posture of her hands, every little detail that his incompetent eyes could manage. She might not have been in a fighting stance presently, but it would have been a mistake to say that she was standing haphazardly. Every one of her movements was planned and purposeful.

Rei did not seem like the type of girl who did things by accident or coincidence.

Recalling in his mind her previous movements, the two attacks in which she had used to rebuke Shingen's fighting styles, the Blue Tiger finally began to move his body. His blue eyes locked with hers, alight with a fearsome blue determination. His right foot slid a little forward. After a moment, he began moving forward, his weight stable on the balls of his feet. He opted to close the distance with swift footfalls, rather than leaping off the ground. As he approached within Rei's person, he struck at her shoulder with an extended palm, trying to mimic Rei's own previous attack.

Techniques Used;
Strong Fist (C-rank 672/200)

Stats;
Strength: Average, Minor Advantage
Constitution: Average
Stamina: Masterful
Agility: Legendary
Dexterity: Average, Minor Advantage
Wisdom: Average

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PostPosted: Thu Dec 14, 2017 9:17 am 
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He had seen her, that much was clear. Now that she was aware of what she’d accidentally done, it was easy to connect his blush, his lack of eye contact, and his overall somewhat awkward movement to excitement, or arousal. A brief touch of guilt brushed her, worming its way in alongside her embarrassment at having been so…unprofessional. Did he possibly think she was doing this on purpose? She had worn the kimono because it was comfortable, but she had done so knowing that she’d be moving a little more than usual. The idea that he could see her, that he was distracted by what had been an innocent mistake, was more than a little flattering and somewhat exciting. During her training as a Kunoichi, she had learned to be comfortable with her body and her sexuality when such served, but had been encouraged to keep hold of those feelings of maidenhood that caused one to warm and flush in the cheeks. Not everyone was good at both, but Rei had a particular dissociation that, when acting innocent, left her very believable, and when truly innocent, gave her the girlish quality that her normally stoic behavior was incongruous with.

Shingen’s eyes on her, while clearly only trying to mimic her style, caused the young Jounin to tense her jaw as eyes dilated slightly, heart thumping. Stop looking at me… she thought, as though to telepathically command him, and this time, when he came at her, she took a single step back. With his movements aligned, his posture correct and core tightened, he was faster than he would otherwise have been, a little too fast to see exactly what was going on. He had led with his dominant foot, however, which meant he was likely to punch out with that side, and her own hand snapped up in a block to that side, her bell sleeve swishing up into the air a bit. Cool air bit at her leg as she stepped in and raised her right arm, then swung her elbow down against at his trapezius with an exhalation of breath so close that the mist would dissipate in Shingen’s face and give him a hint of the chocolate, nutmeg, and cinnamon of her morning drink. It was a treat she had brought with her from Konohagakure, a gift from an admirer she had been unwilling to turn down entirely because of its rarity. In truth, she had a sweet tooth, but that might not be the first thing on Shingen’s mind as her elbow aimed to crash down on a sensitive muscle. Her other hand recovered from its block quickly, shoving outward against his chest with an aim to push him over. Flustered as she was, she’d failed to pull her strength on the blow this time, and instead of the elbow and push seeming as though from a sturdy person of her size, it was more like a bodybuilder in peak condition with martial arts training. Even the block had been punishing, a sharp ridged hand against his wrist. I’ll probably have to use my Sharingan. He’s a bit faster than I am. My movement is better than his, however.

No matter how the exchange ended, her voice would raise again, though if he’d been knocked down again more of her slender leg would be visible, albeit no longer accompanied by any of the recently discovered, previously fabled panties. “That was much better. You’re faster in a straight line than any curve. Some styles, even some originating in Konoha, have a circular philosophy to move around defenses and position out of the way of attacks, and it is true that they can be devastating in the right hands, but all things being equal the aggressive straight line wins over those philosophies. If you are defeated by such a school, be certain that the practitioner was simply more skilled than you, and not that his style was superior,” she stated, repeating words that had been said to her by the old beggar she used to visit in the old alleyway near the busted ramen shop that reminded her of family.

[Active:
Strong Fist Style (D-rank upkeep halved)

Relevant Stats:
Strength: Masterful
Con: Masterful
Agi: Epic
Dex: Epic
Wis: Masterful]

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Stats:
Str: Proficient
Con: Masterful
Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

Skills:
Taijutsu Spec
Fuuinjutsu Spec
Ninjutsu Spec
Ijutsu Minor
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PostPosted: Thu Dec 14, 2017 11:24 pm 
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The Blue Tiger felt a bit of pride in this attempt. Even though it was doomed to fail, and the style that he was using was not his own, he certainly felt like he had lessened the skill differential between the two of them slightly. It felt, to the young chuunin, that he had at least pushed Rei a little bit farther this time, made her act a bit more seriously. Maybe he even surprised her with his speed. Still, the cost was high, and a strong blow was brought down onto Shingen's back. The blow forced him onto the ground, on his knees, and Shingen was sure that there would be a large purple bruise left on his shoulder and back come the morning. He didn't think anything was broken, but the sharp gasp of pain from his mouth did indicate that it hurt quite fiercely. This was followed by another hard blow, knocking Shingen onto his back, on the ground. One the flurry of exchanges was over, Shingen pushed himself slowly onto his knees. Gasping for air, Shingen rolled his shoulder slowly, attempting to identify the damage that was done. The muscle was likely sprained, and badly at that, but nothing seemed too out of place.

She certainly didn't hold back that time.

"I think it might be both, senpai," Shingen confided, wincing as he brought his hands together and began to form a few handseals. Despite the visible wince, he still made sure to make eye-contact with the girl, giving her a vibrant grin to ensure her that he was okay. In fact, he felt a little proud that she went so far as to not pull her punches. A green light began to glow around his hands, as he moved from his knees to a sitting position, cross legged, bringing his hand and the Mystical Palm over to his bruise, holding the hand there as he began to mend the damage and dull the pain. For all its battlefield and surgical applications, the Mystical Palm Technique was certainly useful in spars, as it allowed for two people to go beyond their normal and practical sensibilities, since wounds could be quickly healed and the bouts continued. "I think the practitioner and the style might be better."

Once he had finished patching up his wound, Shingen rolled his shoulder again. A few jolts of pain ran through his body, but it was nothing compared to before. He also ran his hand over his wrist to ease the pain there, before allowing the technique to dissipate. He remained seated for a short while, in his typical cross-legged position, as he pondered Rei's advice again. After a little while, he stood and returned to his position, several feet away from her. His hands moved diligently, forming one hand seal after another, careful not to strain his wrist too much. When the short string of seals was completed, Shingen's body seemed to crack slightly, sharp, angular lines running along his skin. He felt the familiar sensation, his body's chakra being rapidly converted into sheets of paper. However, to save the surprise of the technique, he made no other alterations with the Shikigami no Mai, aside from having it prepared. He avoided creating the large angelic wings that were normally so symbolic, opting to save that for when it might be most-needed. The surprise might actually allow him to get a hit in.

Taking the stance of the Strong Fist for a second time, Shingen felt slightly more comfortable. It felt slightly more familiar now, having taken the jump and done it once already. He had a vague idea of what he was doing now, how his body would move and how to better control it. "By the way, you smell pretty," He blurted, before immediately moving forward with his next attack. It wasn't really meant to throw her off or distract her, it just sort of slipped out. He wasn't sure how to express what he wanted to say, and in his teenage anxiousness, it just sort of tumbled out. Maybe it was because it slipped out that he immediately opted to attack, wanting to hide his embarrassment and flushed pink cheeks behind swift strikes and iron fists.

He proceeded in a straight line this time, with a similar open-palmed strike, this time aimed at Rei's midsection. It was a more straight-forward attack, but Shingen felt more confident this time. If Rei attempted to respond with a counter-attack of her own, Shingen would simply be able to disperse the assaulted part of his body into many sheets of paper, while attempting to finish his own strike. This way, her own natural dexterous advantage would matter less.

Techniques Used;
Mystical Palm (790/300)
Shikigami no Mai
Strong Fist

Stats;
Strength: Average, Minor Advantage
Constitution: Average
Stamina: Masterful
Agility: Legendary
Dexterity: Average, Minor Advantage
Wisdom: Average

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PostPosted: Fri Dec 15, 2017 1:57 pm 
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The moment Rei’s thoughts returned and her mind went from autopilot to in the moment once more, she realized that she’d hit Shingen too hard. Her face collected into that mask of carefully hidden emotion, not particularly different from her usual expression save that this was something more deliberate. She didn’t know how to apologize, or if that apology would make him feel negatively. All too often males tended to see being defeated by a girl as some type of emasculating act, as though a woman could not possibly be physically more impressive than they. Especially when they were hurt by accident. Instead of saying anything, she simply watched as he laid for a moment on his back, then slipped up to his knees, a sharp inhalation of pain accompanying the movement. His shoulder was no doubt slightly swollen and the muscle there already purpling and turning dark. As his hands folded into seals, his grin spreading across his face, she nodded, watching his medical chakra mend the damage and making the bruise turn into a spotty red splotch, seeming freshly healed rather than badly harmed. Well, at least he could smile. That was more than many could manage after being assaulted by Rei’s brutal Taijutsu. Still, she couldn’t see his speed at this point – she had to scale up some aspect of her ability while lowering her overall damage. The girl had already decided what she would do, however. “Don’t be discouraged. You’re quite quick, now that you’ve lost those ridiculous weights,” she replied, teasing him about the particular affectation. It was an old training method and could help with building lean muscle, but she hadn’t really ever thought it was any better than simple weight training on its own.

As he seemed to change slightly overall, Rei’s eyes melted from blue to crimson, pupil swirling as three different tomoe broke away from the center to surround it. It always felt more natural to her like this, to view the world as it was meant to be viewed, every detail caught and displayed in its most flattering light. Shingen’s form was covered in a transparent blue, and her head cocked ever so slightly to the left, eyes slipping from his now empowered form to his own gaze. An eyebrow arched prettily, as though to question him, but she did not say anything, instead returning to her ready stance, hands up in loose fists close to her temples as her head righted itself and her brow shifted back into its normal position. Shingen’s own footing turned his form into a modified Strong Fist style, her own adjustments to the stance reflected in his mimicry. Armed with whatever technique he’d enacted upon his body, his body tensed in the familiar way that she knew preluded an assault. His lips, however, moved, and her ears picked up the somewhat awkward compliment. Why would he say that? Was it to distract her? On the heels of the comment, he moved forward, and she backed away, quick stepping to give herself room. His palm rushed out toward her stomach, and the girl pivoted on the ball of her right foot, pulling her left side away from his blow just enough to cause it to skive off to the side enough to simply be a glancing blow.

Rei stepped in uncomfortably close, and if she had been using her own self-made style it would have been ideal for the kind of brutally efficient close range strikes that were its trademark. Because she was not in the correct position, however, her head turned slightly, those suddenly contrasting red and black eyes gazing into Shingen’s own. Their noses nearly brushed, plush lips parted and slightly moist, and forehead suddenly driving in at Shingen’s eyebrow as her shoulders, traps, and back flexed to snap her head down in a sudden, whipcord assault. Her body, instead of dodging around him this time, simply crashed into the weaker boy in an attempt to knock him down once more, going through him one way or another – whether his body dissipated into paper or she simply trampled over him to the other side. She turned back toward him mere moments later, when she had arrived only steps behind. What she said or did next depended on whether or not her maneuver succeeded.

[Used:
Strong Fist Style (D-rank upkeep halved)
Tomoe 3 Sharingan

Stats:
Strength: Masterful (Proficient for strike)
Con: Masterful
Agi: Epic
Dex: Epic
Wis: Epic]

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Stats:
Str: Proficient
Con: Masterful
Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

Skills:
Taijutsu Spec
Fuuinjutsu Spec
Ninjutsu Spec
Ijutsu Minor
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PostPosted: Fri Dec 15, 2017 5:21 pm 
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Rei's compliments did not go unnoticed or unappreciated, and Shingen went into the next flurry of blows with renewed confidence. His strike was nimbly dodged, a frontal assault turned into a mere glancing blow. His concentration was nearly disrupted for a moment, as his nose nearly brushed against Rei's, the familiar cocoa scent wafting through the air. His eyes fell onto her soft lips, only for them to suddenly come rushing towards him; not in a kiss, but in what was essentially a full frontal tackle. Only thanks to his keen reflexes was Shingen able to avoid being body-slammed into the ground. Instead of colliding with Shingen, Rei would find that she passed right through him, as the Blue Tiger's body exploded into a shower of paper, reigning down from the sky like confetti, mingling with the lightly falling snow.

The shards of paper whipped in a non-existent wind, spiraling and soaring through the air in a mock dance, before eventually returning together, reforming into a humanoid shape at Shingen's traditional pre-attack spot, several feet away from Rei. First the papers clumped together in an ovular shape, then arms and legs began to appear, then finer details, such as fingers, a face, and hair, before color eventually ran through the paper as if it were blood soaking into fabric. Vibrant black hair, a lightly tanned skin, the colors fell into place as Shingen eventually reformed from the paper. He was panting, his hot breath creating a visible fog against the cold air. Each deep gasp brought freezing air into his lungs, like little knives in his side. He did not pant and gasp as a result of any damage sustained from the hit, he knew that he had dispersed in time to avoid it. Instead, it was the first signs of exhaustion and fatigue beginning to catch up with him.

The act of turning one's chakra and body into paper was, of course, taxing on one's chakra and stamina. While the Shikigami no Mai was very versatile, it was also very expensive. Shingen had used it to avoid Rei's attack, and so it had served its purpose. However, it wasn't something that could be maintained for very long. If he wanted to use it to its full potential, he would have to attack again, without the usual ponderings that he had in between the individual exchanges of blows. "You'll have to let me have some of that chocolate later," He mumbled, in-between ragged breaths. Then, without waiting too long, he moved forward again. However, this time, great angelic wings burst forth from Shingen's back, and he took to the air, using his speed to ascend above Rei's head, before striking at her from above.

Techniques Used;
Shikigami no Mai
Strong Fist

Stats;
Strength: Average, Minor Advantage
Constitution: Average
Stamina: Masterful
Agility: Legendary
Dexterity: Average, Minor Advantage
Wisdom: Average

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PostPosted: Mon Dec 18, 2017 9:20 am 
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He had moved all around her in an explosion of paper. Rei knew it to be no illusion, as her Sharingan would have shown her the truth and likely turned it back upon him, but he had essentially become intangible in that moment. She had visualized moving through him in that moment, so while she had braced for an impact, she wasn’t particularly off step when her momentum carried her to the stones a few feet away, and she turned. “You’re going to tire out,” she commented while he reformed, the thin, icy air seeming brittle between them. “The mountain air is different from the desert you’re used to. Less oxygen in each breath. Know your battlefield – you’re taxing yourself,” she continued, his chest seeming to begin rising and falling once it came into full being once more, gasping breaths that seemed almost mocked by her slow, steady pace. “You’ll want to finish this quickly, no?” Her somewhat deadpan question was all that she really needed to say. All she needed to do was stall to win, at this point.

Shingen sprouted wings. As paper folded outward from his body, it tapered and smoothed along the edges and became something designed to bear him aloft, flapping in large, powerful strokes that took his feet from the ground. It was both pretty and a little awe-inspiring to watch – after all, she couldn’t fly – but ultimately, unless he were going to stay up there and launch ninjutsu-based attacks, Rei knew she didn’t have much to worry about. Indeed, he left himself enough room to dive at her rather than remaining aloft. Her Sharingan quickly analyzed his movements – someone had taught him that attacks from above were more successful than those which remained firmly grounded. While Shingen could maneuver, angling wings and gaining momentum in a different direction while fighting gravity was not the same as simply stepping aside. From his angle, he could see the tiny bow between her breasts where her bra clasped in the front, the tops of matching lace across her full bust holding her comfortably inside the outer garment. The entire thing seemed to bounce more than usual from the top-down view as she began moving. The girl wasn’t particularly focused on hurting him, instead – again with as little wasted movement as possible – dancing back a bit so that his attack carried him into where she was once standing. She tossed a kick his way to keep distance, not particularly caring whether or not it hit so long as it divided his attention, and kept a watch for any blows that did not have the momentum of a dive behind them. Those she could catch.

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Stats:
Str: Proficient
Con: Masterful
Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

Skills:
Taijutsu Spec
Fuuinjutsu Spec
Ninjutsu Spec
Ijutsu Minor
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PostPosted: Mon Dec 18, 2017 4:37 pm 
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Rei's scientific knowledge was, of course, quite apt. There was a sharp, lingering pain in Shingen's chest that only grew worse with each consecutive breath. It wasn't the result of any wound sustained, but instead was the child of the cold, dry mountain air. Each gasp for breath was like a sword, a sharp, stabbing pain. It was all he could do to try and steady his breaths, trying to slow his heartbeat and steady his oxygen intake, as each rapid, gasping breath only furthered his pain. This quest was hampered, however, by the acute glimpses of Rei's feminine features that he was able to see from this angle. It only caused his heart to beat faster and faster, and for his breathing to grow slightly irregular, which only served to cause more stabbing pains. The distraction, coupled with the pain of breathing, was enough to throw off the chuunin's concentration, and Rei's kick was able to find its mark, knocking Shingen backwards with a hard thud against the ground. He felt like a fly that was smacked right out of the air.

His stamina giving way, Shingen felt his paper dissipate, as he returned to his normal form. Groaning, he took a few shaky, deep breaths, as he tried to calm himself. He swallowed slowly, but even that hurt his dry, cracked throat. Rei was right, the mountain air was absolutely punishing, and yet she looked no worse for wear as a result of it. A truly enviable trait. "I think I'm at my limit for today, Senpai," Shingen said sheepishly, shyly admitting that he had reached his limit. If nothing else, Shingen had learned from this spar just how amazing his senpai was. His adoration for her only grew as a result. Despite the pain he felt, he offered her the best grin he could muster, not wanting to make her worry about him after something as benign as a spar cut short because of the air quality. Pushing himself to his feet, Shingen gave her a full, respectful bow, bringing the first of many sparring sessions to a close. He certainly had a lot to learn.

~One Month Later~

Glancing around the deserted temple courtyard, Shingen tiptoed across the ground. While a light snow had begun to fall since the start of the evening, the Konoha shinobi did a relatively good job of sweeping away the snow during each change of the guard shift. As a result, there was only a light dusting of powdery snow on the ground, meaning Shingen's footfalls were spared from the subjugation of loud, crunching steps through inches of snow. Instead, they pattered lightly on the ground as he approached his destination.

The target was the Uchiha commander of the Konoha garrison. It was Shingen's internal mission to take her out. He approached the window to her room silently, bathed in faint starlight. Despite being only an hour passed dinnertime, it was already pitch-black outside, an effect of being in the depths of the winter months. Standing now just outside of the window to Rei's quarters, Shingen leaned forward, squinting his eyes to try and peer inside the room. Glancing around to either side to make sure he had not been followed, and was not being watched, Shingen tapped vigorously on the window. "Psssst, senpai," He whispered loudly, followed by additional window tapping. "Hey, senpai," He continued, turning to rest his back against the wall so he could look out for interlopers that would thwart his plans.

"Lets sneak out of here, there's a winter festival going on in a nearby village. I heard some of the guards talking about it. It'll be fun!"

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Slender fingers glided across smooth skin, glistening slightly with a sort of creamy white that disappeared as it was rubbed into the flesh. Her unclad form shone slightly in the artificial light from the overhead lamp as Rei sat in a comfortable, padded chair and lifted one slender, shapely leg up into the air and let her hands run down it, rubbing in the lotion and keeping her skin moisturized after her bath. She had mostly retired for the evening and did not have any additional duties, so she was taking the time to relax, her recently dried hair softly brushing against the small of her back. Left down, it was actually somewhat long, and she flipped it back over the edge of the chair as she worked her way up her body, hips, tummy, breasts, shoulders, then down her arms before standing and rubbing at her pert rear, then back. Movement outside had the girl’s attention, suddenly, and she had a towel over her form by the time that Shingen tapped against the window. Her eyes had narrowed at the thought of an assassin or worse, a peeper, but he wasn’t even looking it seemed – just tapping back and against her glass as he pressed against the wall nearby.

Hearing his words, she let out a sigh and left the room, stepping into a nearby closet and pulling on a kimono. So much for her night alone with a book. Still, he wanted to go, and he’d been working hard. She supposed that really he deserved a chance to get out and have some fun before he was caught up in shinobi life, himself. When she returned to the room, striding toward the window, Rei had donned a pastel blue kimono with a dragon that ran up left side of the garment, circled around at around waist level, then went up the right breast, snaked around the neck, and glared, rampant, at anyone who might think to look at the left breast. Her hair had been pinned up in a lazy up-do, and a soft bit of gloss made her lips seem more inviting than usual. Smoky outlines around bright blue eyes made them more striking, and she opened the window and leaned out, looking at him. “We don’t have to sneak out, you know. I can just escort you to the festival,” she stated, not really understanding that he might find it more exciting to simply leave unattended.

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Con: Masterful
Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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PostPosted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 12:52 pm 
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After a short period of waiting, Rei's comely face and luscious hair popped out of her window. Recognizing this as a signal that it was actually okay to look at her without risking some kind of punishment for peeping, Shingen turned to face the Uchiha. She suggested just telling the guards that she and Shingen were going to leave, but that idea was absolutely unacceptable. It took away some of the fun and romance out of the situation. There was something exciting about sneaking out, especially with your senpai. Shingen vehemently shook his head back and forth, indicating his clear displeasure at the idea of simply telling the guards what the plan was. "That's much less fun," He explained, trying to keep his eyes from following the dragon, lest it take emphasis away from what he was saying.

"It would be so much more fun to sneak out and go as ourselves, instead of just marching out because you're their superior. Besides, sneaking out is exciting, it's kind of like the rush of doing something wrong without actually doing anything wrong. I guess you can also consider it like training, too. We do our best not to get caught, and even if we are, it's not like there are any consequences for it," He said with a shrug of his shoulders, a playful grin tugging at the edges of his face. "So it's a win-win, really. So, will you sneak out and come to the festival with me, senpai?" He asked, holding out one of his lightly tanned hands towards her, offering to help her through her little window. She had led him by the hand through the snow once, now it was his turn.

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Well, at least Shingen was fully dressed for the weather. The wind wouldn’t be as bad in the village, off the mountain, and thus it would actually feel warmer than it really was. The snow had fallen somewhat heavily over the winter season, and now it had iced over in many places, making travel difficult over much of the region. A small force – or a pair, she supposed – would make time just fine, but they still hadn’t been able to change the garrison. He reached out toward her with his request. She honestly didn’t really understand what made sneaking out more fun, but he was right – there wasn’t really any consequence to it for the moment. Rei glanced back into the room, checking that her door was locked, and then turned back to him and that outstretched hand, which she took as she ducked under the window and stepped onto the sill before another step took her into the snow outside. She closed her window with the slightest of little thumps as metal hit wood, and then spun back to him. It was clear to her that he found this exciting, and so she nodded. “Go ahead, lead the way,” she encouraged as a bit of snowy dust knocked loose from the movement at the window swirled around them, little motes of white landing in her long lashes.

“I’ll follow.”

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Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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PostPosted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 5:16 pm 
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A grin, much larger than normal, broke across Shingen's face. He energetically tugged her along, as the pair danced from shadow to shadow underneath the unknowing gaze of the Konoha garrison. Their silent, unnoticed departure, climbing over where one of the old walls dipped the lowest, wasn't a fault of the guards; they were well trained, after all. Instead, was due to Shingen's studious nature in finding the best way out, coupled with the fact that the pair of escapees knew the guard routine of their allies, and thus knew when it would be best to slip between a pair of guards during the changing of the guard.

A feeling of weightlessness and joy encapsulated Shingen as they slipped passed the snow banks, letting the walls of the old temple disappeared from sight behind them as they descended down the mountain side, towards a faint light in the distance that was created by a town amidst celebration. His adrenaline rush was gone now, replaced by a satisfactory feeling created by a job-well-done. "That was awesome!" He bellowed, relishing in the fact that he could be noisy now that they had "escaped" the garrison. After a moment of silence, Shingen spoke again, this time at a softer volume, his eyes following the light snowflakes that danced across the darkened winter sky. "I love the snow, it's so different. We never get any in Suna. What about you, senpai? Do you like the snow?"

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The wall wasn’t much of a deterrent to either of the ninja, both well trained both to climb and to control chakra to walk along sheer surfaces. The pair of fugitives dropped out down into the night and made their relatively quick way away, and Rei had to admit to at least a little bit of excitement – though perhaps it was due more to how happy Shingen seemed to be about their clandestine departure than the operation itself. Rei snuck out many nights, in reality, and usually under much more grim circumstances. Shingen’s voice carried in the night, and she glanced at him as they walked through the snow, off the path. Her feet left little sound and even fewer track as they made their way toward the town in the distance. Small towns like this one always had little celebrations, and it could be fun because there were so few people that lived there that everyone was familiar with one another. It made them either very wary of outsiders, or very welcoming, and often during the winter holiday it was the latter rather than the former. This was especially true during festivals, where travelers with money can bring in new currency to the village. This particular town was small by their standards – only a few hundred people at any given time – but was along a main road, one of the forks that could take one into the mountains further or down along to Kumogakure no Sato. Their breath materializing in short wisps that curled and disappeared in the cold air, Shingen asked and Rei replied, their conversation not carrying far enough that one might be worried about eavesdropping.

“Snow is fine. It’s pretty, often, and when it is fresh it is like powder, which is pleasant. I don’t like the ice it brings,” she stated. “Honestly it rarely snows in the Land of Fire. It has happened occasionally, however, and the peaks of some of the mountains are covered year-round in white.”

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Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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Picturing the mountains in his mind, Shingen envisioned the tall mountains and snow-covered peaks, sloping down to verdant valleys that gave way to massive forests. Shingen wasn't really sure whether or not he was actually picturing in his mind what the Land of Fire really looked like, as he had never been there before. After a moment of thinking, he eventually gave up, unsure of what a village hidden in the middle of a forest would look like. Maybe they all lived in the trees. "I've never been to the Land of Fire before," He confessed. As a fresh chuunin, his experience in foreign lands was, understandably, limited. "I'd like to go there someday. Maybe you can show me around?" He asked, a smile on his face. "In return, I'll show you around Sunagakure if you ever come and visit us," He offered with a grin.

As they continued towards the village, not too far away from it now, as the boy could make out individual buildings, food and game stalls, and people, Shingen rejoiced in the hustle and bustle of the people, the loud laughs and the easy smiles. It was louder and more active than life at the base was, and it was something that Shingen had been missing and craving for these passed few months. The smell of fresh food, takoyaki, pastries, and other things wafted through the air, whetting Shingen's appetite. "Are you hungry?" He asked as they traded the snow-covered ground for the freshly-cleared village street, his hands diving around in his pockets for some spending money.

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Hope that I don't go to Sunagakure, she wanted to say, but instead Rei simply nodded. "I could show you around if you were to visit. There are many things there that I think you would enjoy," she replied, stepping onto the flagstone street with a quiet swish. Already heads were turning their way, but to dissuade undue interaction, the Uchiha slid her arm to hook an elbow around Shingen's own and slide a little closer. It was a sign that she was there with him a little more officially, and because men tended to view another man's 'claim' on a girl as more important than the girl's preference to be left alone, they would keep their distance. Lashes batted delicately, and Rei turned back to Shingen, having completed her casual-seeming observation of the area.

"I could eat if you're hungry. Let's just do whatever it is that you want," she replied without thinking. That sort of offer could, with a different pitch and tone, be seen as more flirty than she really wanted to portray.

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Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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PostPosted: Tue Jan 02, 2018 6:13 pm 
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A light red color stained Shingen's cheeks as Rei wrapped one of her arms around his. Despite his youth, even Shingen was acutely aware of the implications that it gave off. To any outsider, they would definitely appear like a couple. Using his free hand, Shingen vigorously rubbed his face, as if that would somehow rub his blush away. After a few moments of trying this to no avail, he reluctantly returned his hand to his side, simply hoping that Rei wouldn't notice his blush or his almost comedic attempt to hide it. Trying to reorient himself, Shingen looked around at the various stalls, letting his mind process Rei's reply. It only served to make Shingen's blush deepen, but he resigned himself to his fate at this point, no amount of vigorous rubbing would wipe the blush away.

Gently leading Rei along, linked arm-in-arm, Shingen perused the different food stands. There were the classic fried food stands, with takoyaki and other snacks, as well as various stalls selling ornate confectioneries and deserts. Personally, Shingen didn't like fried food all that much, but he didn't plan on saying so, so as not to bias or influence Rei with his next question. Glancing sideways at her, the scent of her shampoo tickling his nose, he offered her a smile. "What kind of food do you want? I'll pay."

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This time, Rei was not oblivious to his reaction. The Uchiha felt a little bad for him - what she did casually he clearly did not. She already knew that, however, and figured that maybe - for his sake - that she could be a little friendlier today. It didn't mean anything, but it might make him happy. Or was that leading him on? It weren't as though they could carry on any sort of relationship once his time with Konoha's base was done. Not realistically, in any case. So it was that even if she did like him, and even if she did intend on keeping true to the relationship, and even if she could in fact accomplish that without compromising her possible duties to Konoha, the reality of it was that they lived in and worked for different countries. Telling him that would be cruel, however, and so she did not mention it. Once more, she couldn't decide whether showing interest was kindness or not. I shouldn't, she finally thought to herself, and answered him. "I like dango, but I wouldn't make a meal of it. Perhaps some of the teriyaki skewers? I'd like something we don't have to sit down for, so we can walk around a bit and not miss anything," she replied, just slightly more animated than usual. "Mm, and something warm to drink?" she asked, the only indication that she'd ever made that the cold might bother her.

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Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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"Ah, sure," Shingen said, nodding his head a few times in quick affirmation. Of course, it was the classic modus-operandi of a festival to get food on a stick. It afforded one the luxury of mobility, so that the whole of the festival could be enjoyed while one ate their meal. It seemed, despite perhaps her lack of festival experience, Rei was a natural at the art of the festival. Shingen didn't know for sure if his companion had never visited a festival before, but thinking about what he knew about his senpai, he just couldn't imagine her as the typical festival-goer. It's what made her gesture of going with him all the more special. Tugging her arm softly, Shingen sniffed the air a few times, following his nose to a nearby stall, which was selling various kinds of skewered meats, including various teriyaki-flavored offerings, such as chicken, pork, and beef.

"I'll have the teriyaki chicken skewers," Shingen said with a grin, when their turn to order had arrived. Every stall had its own little lines, but the pair needn't have waited very long. "And she'll have the..." Shingen began, before stopping, realizing he wasn't exactly sure what she wanted, aside from something teriyaki. He kept silent, so as to allow her to fill in her own blanks, as he fished around in his pocket for his wallet. After a moment, he produced a few crumpled ryo bills, and handing them over to the stall-owner in the meantime, paying for both his own food as well as Rei's.

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So, she was led. With Shingen's sure steps taking them in the direction of food, Rei was content to follow his gentle tugs. Is this what it's like, for them...? Is this life for these little dots of light? she wondered to herself, unable to help letting her blue eyes cast a slightly longing gaze across the crowd. It had never been this way for her. Even as a child she did not celebrate holidays or the like often. She only knew her birthday because it was on her shinobi record. Her parents were not lazy, but neither were they particularly ambitious, and so there was simply not enough extra money for things such as that. She did remember a time when she had childhood friends, and they of course might have spent their allowance to help her, but Rei never felt good about it, and declined far more often than she accepted.

They stood in line only a short time, and during that time, she suddenly hoped that Shingen's experience wasn't ruined by her own lack. In all honesty, she wasn't sure exactly what there was to do. Little games were set up, and of course things to buy, but what were the best things? Pearly white teeth bit a glossy lower lip, a nervous sign that she had not often shown - in particular, had never shown to Shingen. Luckily, the Suna-nin was ordering, and she could save herself a bit of embarrassment. "...the same, please," she finished, nodding a bit. The man behind the stall seemed to catch sight of her for the first time, his breath catching in a slight gasp, before he fumbled at the cash and put it in a drawer, then began to finish up their food. By the time the meat was sauced one final time and roasted to a delicious glaze, Rei had ventured to free a hand and reach out.

She took the skewers handed to her - two apparently was an order - between her index and middle as well as her thumb and index fingers. Lips parted and teeth this time dug into the meat with a delicate-seeming but firm bite, and Rei chewed, nodding. "It's good..." she said after finishing the small bite, then went back for another. "Where to next?"

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Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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Munching on his own food, Shingen was pleased that Rei thought that it was good. That meant that the money had been well spent. In the back of his mind, he was harboring the fear that she might actually hate it, and that their outing might be ruined because of it. To say that Shingen was tense would have been an understatement. While he had been looking forward to coming here so much, now that they were here, he couldn't deny being a bit nervous. He didn't want to ruin the experience for Rei, especially since she had gone out of her way to come here with him. It was possible that she might not have really wanted to in the first place, and that she was only humoring him! What if her patience was wearing thin? Oh, the infinite possibilities for despair.

To distract himself, Shingen began eating his food more quickly, which culminated in only one incident of a nearly-choking induced coughing fit. Once that was done with, he searched for a better, less-lethal distraction. Eventually, his blue eyes settled on a simple, traditional ring-toss game, with various bottles standing tall at different intervals. It would take a deceptively high amount of dexterity, or a large amount of luck, to successfully toss rings onto the bottles. However, one's success in the endeavor would earn him points that could be spent on luxurious prizes, such as goldfish and oversized stuffed animals.

An excited grin spread across Shingen's face. He loved games like these, and he had to actively stop himself from hopping from one foot to the other in excitement. Casting a glance at his companion, his gaze almost a little shameful for how much he wanted to try the game, he asked for her input. "Do you, uh, want to try the ring-toss game?" He inquired, trying to hide the palpable excitement in his voice, as if to casually brush it off as if he did not care too much about it.

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It was strange to know Rei sometimes. She was stoic and strong, independent and rather cold at times, yet others, like now, the girl was the picture of femininity, her dainty consumption of the meat on the skewer bringing to mind someone more concerned with keeping their kimono clean and face sauce-free than a battle-hardened Jounin. A few strands of dark hair slipped down from the loose up-do she'd arranged, standing starkly against the porcelain skin of her cheek as she finished the chicken and tossed the sticks that had once carried it into a nearby trash bin. Their steps carried them a little further along, where games of skill were being lost - knocking a tower of bottles off of a platform, tossing a small bag full of sand through a small hole, and a dart game. Most of the games seemed some test of physical ability or another, though there were some stalls set up with people who would tell fortunes or guess weight.

One look at Shingen told her all she needed to know about how to answer. "Win me something," she replied, letting the corner of her mouth curl up ever so slightly and her lashes bat just a little, just beyond their dark lines that perfect, sparkling blue. She licked her lips, an encouragement that was such an innocent movement but was taken universally as preparation for something more.

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Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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With such a beautiful girl encouraging him, how could Shingen afford to lose?! He felt a surge of confidence, newfound but ready to be put to use. Giving her an enthusiastic, wide grin, Shingen tossed his own leftover teriyaki sticks into the trash and then used his free hand to give her a thumbs up. "You can count on me!" He proudly declared, leading them over to the game-stand. The man behind the counter raised an eyebrow at the newly-appeared challenger, and gave Shingen five little rings after Shingen gave him some ryo. Keeping four of the rings in his right hand, he held another in his left. Rubbing the ring around his hand, Shingen tried carefully to gauge its weight, even giving a few testing flicks of his wrist, as if imagining where the rings flying through the air.

After a moment of mental practice, Shingen was ready. "Yosh! Let's do this!" The first toss yielded a miss, but Shingen didn't let it damper his spirits. "Just getting the hang of it!" He said, as if trying to convince himself, before letting another ring fly, to no avail. "But, uh, it's kind of hard..." Similarly, rings three and four yielded no impressive results. Shingen gulped, not only his pride on the line, but also the carefully-cultivated image of a cool guy that Shingen had been working so hard to build infront of Rei.

C'mon Shingen, you've got this...

Closing his eyes tight, Shingen tossed out the last ring, not even looking where it was going. After a long moment, he opened one of his eyes, and was greeted happily with the sight of a ring snugly fit around a bottle. "I did it?" He asked, sounding confused. "Er, I mean, uh, I did it!" The man behind the counter grunted, and rustled through a box of prizes, eventually producing a small steel bracelet. It was polished, and glittered in the moonlight, but it was no silver or golden trinket. Cheap and simple, it was a prize befitting a single point in the ring-toss game. Sheepishly, Shingen turned to Rei, scratching the back of his head with one hand as he offered her the bracelet with the other, hoping that she at least wouldn't hate it.

"Uh, here you go, senpai..."

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The sound of ceramic on glass as Shingen just missed the mark rang in the cool night air amid the gentle laughter of the stall owner. The game was winnable but rigged in the favor of the owner, but she had faith that the Suna-nin could attain victory in her little challenge. It was cute how determined he was, and she found herself actually enjoying his expressions, his tenseness, even his slight excuses. She remained quiet for him, eyes following the little rings as they bounced and clinked against the bottles until finally one settled around the neck of a bottle, circling it rapidly twice before settling like a necklace. Her eyes flitted back to the young man, who was opening his second eye at the time, and she nodded. "Good job."

The man digging around in the box finally produced the prize, a simple rolled steel band that would fit easily around her slender wrist. Rei reached up with her right hand and grasped not the offered prize, but instead tugged at the sleeve of her kimono and offered the pale flesh itself, like royalty to an attendant. It was still enough to make the stall owner stare at her forearm and wrist, however. "Thank you," she stated once he'd fit the bracelet over her hand. It necessitated holding onto her hand and forearm, another little treat she allowed both for doing a good job and...well, because it felt nice.

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Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

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Shingen gave off a flattered laugh when Rei complimented his skills. He knew that he hadn't won the most impressive of prizes, but she seemed happy enough to accept it anyway. Very gently, he grasped her wrist and slipped the steel bracelet onto her, sliding over her dainty hand. Sometimes, it was hard to believe that such soft and small hands were capable of hitting just so hard, but Shingen had the bruises to prove it. It was gap-moe, in a way. Once the bracelet was actually placed on her wrist, Shingen smiled, and stared at her wrist and bracelet for a long moment. This would make for a good memory. "I hope the bracelet will always help you remember today," he said, hoping that she felt the same way about today that he did. It had certainly been a good day, and he would endeavor to never forget it.

That didn't mean that the day couldn't get any better, however. Looking around the town, Shingen tried to find the best place for the two of them to sit. Eventually, his eyes came upon an empty bench, and he led Rei over to it. Brushing a bit of excess snow off of the seats, Shingen sat down, making sure there was ample space for Rei to sit to his right. "Do you like fireworks?" He asked, turning his gaze upwards to look at the falling snow, and at the stars that peaked through holes in the hidden gray clouds. "Rumor has it that the village is going to set off fireworks soon, to conclude the festival."

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The cool steel slipped over her pale wrist and hung there without trouble. "I'm sure it will," she replied, letting her sleeve slip back over it before being led once more. The night had somehow become muted, the voices around them dimming, the night growing into black and white. She would remember this night. She would remember every detail of each snowflake, every imperfect edge of the wooden bench she was being led toward, every little curl of their breath as it appeared in the frozen air. The way the stone felt beneath her steps, even the way her eyelashes felt heavy with the makeup she'd applied. The way her lips slightly stuck together with every word or sigh and the way that Shingen smiled. His hope, his optimism, good spirit and the way he crunched in the snow. This night would be immortalized in Rei's mind, and her only fear in that moment was that she might somehow ruin it.

With practiced ease, the Uchiha slid a hand down from her rear to the back of her thighs as she sat, smoothing the kimono out under her so that it did not bunch up and nodding. "That should be nice to watch," she replied, looking first over at Shingen, who seemed absorbed in watching the sky, and then up to where his gaze lay.

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Who will be your pretty little enemy?


Stats:
Str: Proficient
Con: Masterful
Sta: Masterful
Coo: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Ref: Legendary (Godlike with Taijutsu)
Wis: Legendary (Godlike with Fuuinjutsu)

Skills:
Taijutsu Spec
Fuuinjutsu Spec
Ninjutsu Spec
Ijutsu Minor
When I'm gone, your world will prove empty. I promise, you will always remember me


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