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 Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:42 pm
This battle is on an alternate timeline, as Masamune Syaoran is not yet back from whatever he is doing. Its outcome has no effect on the storyline whatsoever.
Because Masamune is inactive due to Real life circumstances, the post timer will be two weeks, rather than the usual one week. (Combatants must post once per two weeks or be disqualified.)
Combatants may begin when ready.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:54 pm
*The powder blue sky was clear, the sun shining bright, the clouds blocking its rays every now and again. Quite the amount of people turned out for the "return" of one of their Anbu; Soul being the other combatant was just a perk.
In the center on the arena, a small flame lit up on a blade of grass, the flame soon engulfing its entirety. The flame grew and grew, and in a sudden flash, a fire pillar shot from the ground up into the heavens. The flames then halted in an instant, and there stood Soul in his usual battle attire. He wore a sleeveless black shirt, a red jounin vest, and pair of pants to match, and a pair of black open-toed ninja boots. His tail wagged left and right as he crossed his shoulders, waiting for his opponent to appear*
Masa...This will be quite the challenge...
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 2:59 pm
The arena filled with grey haze as Syaoran Masamune entered the arena. The smoke swirled about a single point and condensed to form Masamune's body. Whereas Soul was all flair, Masamune was all subtlety of late. He stood, clad in his garb of ashen grey, impatiently tapping his steel-toed boot as he regarded Soul with disdain.
"Well? I came all this way, show me what you're made of. Don't disappoint me." he said.
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 3:10 pm
Heh...So sure of yourself. What makes you so confident?
*Soul reached behind himself with his right hand and dug into his weapon pouch, retrieving an assasin's kunai, which was specificly made to fit snuggly around the neck of an enemy. He grasped the handle like anyone would hold a kunai; the knife pointing outward. He took several slow steps toward Masa, a grin on his face. The clacking of his shoes slowly disapeared. He had already began to use a jutsu, it being his clan's Blood of an Assasin Jutsu*
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 8:42 am
"Because, dear Soul.." Syaoran said smoothly, uncrossing his arms and pointing the left one at Soul, palm forward.
"... I already know I'm going to win" he finished, and as he did, his 'arm' launched a trio of senbon at Soul, with relatively the same amount of speed and force as a low-powered Chakra Cannon jutsu.
Syaoran's left arm and leg were not flesh and blood, but a pair of limb-shaped puppets he had grafted to the bleeding stumps of his former limbs. The real ones had been lost at the end of a battle with Chaos, when Syaoran had tapped the energy of a vengeful denizen of the astral plane in an effort to overpower and incinerate Chaos. The Elemental was not amused, and took the arm, leg, and Syaoran's left eye as payback.
Even as Syaoran launched his initial attack, his right hand, hidden beneath the heavy grey cloak Syaoran customarily wore, was working a string of one-handed seals for a counter to the counterattack Soul was sure to launch. Syaoran didn't get where he was by not thinking ahead, after all.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 9:32 am
*The senbon shot towards Soul at a fast rate and he did not stop his movement. He continued to walk forward, and when it seemed that the senbon were about to pierce him, then just bounced off, like they hit a brick wall. Syaoran had hit Soul's Chakra Barrier, his chakra's field or aura solidified. When they fell to the floor, giving off light "clanks", his barrier returned to its original state. Soul then began to pick up the pace, ready for close combat*
You think so, huh?
*Soul tossed the kunai straight at Syaoran's real arm, wanting to disable both of his arms in one foul swoop, if not one. When the kunai left his hand, he clasped both and began doing a chain of hand signs. Of course Syaoran was going to counter or atleast side-step, so Soul was ready to make his next move immediately*
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 9:49 am
Syaoran, too, simply stood by and let the attack come. When it struck, rather than wounding him, it simply passed through as his body reverted to the cloud of smoke he had entered as. It was one of Syaoran's newer techniques, Kemurihada no Jutsu, the Smoke Body skill.
He dropped a small object on the ground at his feet and began to move, blowing across the field like a small stormcloud. He could, of course, reform in whole at any time or place, or in partial so long as he didn't completely reform the part. To do so would be to cut it off from the body, and he didn't feel like losing any more limbs in this lifetime.
The small object he dropped, as it happened, was a smokebomb. It exploded on the ground and filled the arena with smoke, covering Syaoran's movements by blending his body with that of the smoke cloud.
This was advantageous because Syaoran could be at any place in the cloud at any time, or even several places at once, if only in part.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 10:12 am
*As he saw the smoke spread throughout the area, Soul stoped right in his tracks, his hands left in the tiger hand sign. He shifted his eyes left and right, looking for any dark figure within the smoke that he could identify as Syaoran*
Ok...I've got listen to closely if i want to get him...
*Soul's ears twitched as he tried to pick up any noise, a foot step, a projectile, something that could allow him to be on his toes. He started to walk backwards, hopefuly escaping the smoke so he wouldn't be at such a large disadvantage, seeing as he was already in one. Syaoran had battled with Chaos and lived. Soul did as well, but he was basicly saved by Kashin and Azure; Syaoran did it himself*
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 10:21 am
[On 4-5 occasions, actually. Though a few of those didn't end too well... Curse Chaos and his pudding cups of tapioca doom.]
Unfortunately for Soul, that which makes no noise cannot be heard. Syaoran's body was the same substance as the cloud of smoke that concealed it, and was therefore not solid enough to make a sound. So when Syaoran's disembodied hand reformed, floating in midair to catch Soul from behind with one of Masamune's wicked serrated daggers, Soul didn't hear it coming.
[Incidentally, if you're on my friendslist, you can read a journal entry contaning this and a few of my other unique jutsu. I'm hoping to keep it updated as I come up with new stuff.]
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 5:44 pm
*Soul continued to walk backwards with his hands still in the tiger hand seal, each step he takes he turns his head. He then made a sudden stop, a chill running down his spine. He decided to turn around and there he saw, a lone hand holding a dagger with teeth on it*
Uhh...Creepy much?
*Soul didn't want to show that he was a bit frightened, and "teasing" was the only way he could try to get over his current situation, it being stacked against him*
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 1:05 pm
Whether or not Soul saw it coming did nothing to change the fact that Syaoran's attack was still incoming. The hand sped toward Soul, dagger forward to peirce Soul's flesh. Syaoran knew this attack wasn't likely to make it past Soul's chakra barrier, but that was fine. Now that Soul was focused on the immediate danger of the hand, the upper half of Syaoran's body materialized behind Soul, suspended in the smokey air much the same way as the hand was. Using his remaining free hand, Syaoran silently made a string of handseals, and sprung a surprise attack at soul from behind.
"Katon, Nenshouishi Danmaku!"
(Fire Release, Burning Stone Barrage)
Raising hand to mouth, Syaoran launched a blazing hailstorm of flaming, molten sulfur at Soul, point blank. He didn't know whether this attack would break past the chakra barrier either, but the upside was that he would get to see how long Soul could sustain his sheild. The sulfur would stick to any solid surface it struck and continue to burn for a minute or two; And in combat, a minute or two could be a very long time, indeed. He was eager to find out whose technique would expire first.
As soon as the attack was released to do its work, Syaoran's body and hand disappeared into the Smoke Body technique again, to watch and wait.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 11:02 am
*As the dagger raced for him, Soul did a spinning side-step, turning around as he was now out of range of the blade. His eyes widened as he saw Syaoran finnish off his chain of hand signs. Out of, you could say "instinct", Soul's chakra immediately formed the barrier of chakra, the molten rock slapping it, giving a "splat". When the barrage of flaming, liquid stone had ceased, Soul released his barrier, it popping like a baloon and the sulfer shooting away*
Ok...It's way too dangerouse to be in here....
*With that though passing quickly throygh his head, Soul began to run. He felt cowardly running away rather than towards something, but if he wanted the slightest chance against Syaoran, he'd need to get out of the smoke. He ran and ran, and then "boom", he hit a wall. He rubbed his nose seeing as he kind of went face first, and then turned to the right, running again. Not taking to long, with his left hand infront of him, he hit another wall*
Damnet! The smoke spread out too far...Wait, if this were any ordinary smoke bomb, it would have cleared by now.
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 1:38 pm
Hmm... Seems he's finally figuring it out. Syaoran thought. The reason the smoke hadn't dispersed wasn't due to the smokebomb being in any way special, however, but rather Syaoran's Smoke Body jutsu. When the smoke had enveloped Syaoran, he'd merged the technique with the smoke cloud, spreading his chakra thoughout the entirity of the arena with the cloud. The smoke was essentially part of Syaoran's body until such a time as he released his technique and/or exited the cloud. He'd gotten the idea from Chaos' Demon Vine network, which performed a similar purpose, in addition to being the basis for most of Chaos' attacks.
I don't want him getting any ideas. Better give him something else to play with.
Syaoran's upper body reformed on the opposite side of the arena from Soul, his legs staying connected with the smoke body technique to perpetuate his control over the cloud of smoke. Syaoran rapidly began making handseals, he didn't want to expose himself too long or Soul might take a shot at him.
"Kemuri Buunshin no jutsu!"
(Smoke Clone skill)
Out of the smoke, shapes began to form. Just as Syaoran had been forming and reforming his body out of the smoke, so too did the clones manifest, perfect copies of Masamune that could deal damage as might shadow clones. But when struck, these clones would turn partially to smoke, and then reform themselves from it, being that smoke happened to be their substance. And as long as they were in the smokecloud Syaoran had created, they could move anywhere in the area just like Masamune had been, without fear of destruction or being evaded. The two jutsus working in tandem had Soul doomed to failure. Or so Syaoran hoped.... He slid back into the shadowy nothingness of the smoke cloud to watch once more.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:12 pm
((XD I should've been DQed two weeks ago. Thank you for allowing me to continue with you, Masa))
*The smoke was starting to get to Soul. It wasn't particularly thick in any way, but combining it with the scent of molten rock did not make it appealing. He placed his feet on the arena walls, chakra flowing through the soles of his feet so he could walk up them. Seeing as he was now on a vertical base, he looked up, which would be left, and saw that two clones were spawned from the smoke. He gave a sigh, not wanting to deal with clones at the moment. He began running up, hoping that the smoke did not spread so much that it began rising up and over the arena like overflowing water*
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Soul Ketushai Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 11:39 am
Syaoran's clones continued to appear, and soon there was little left of the hazy cloud filling the arena as an army of Syaorans had emerged. Each drew the two serrated daggers Masamune usually wore, and they went in for the attack en masse. Spotting Soul was easy now the cloud had been so dramatically thinned.
Syaoran himself had reformed his body in its entirity. He could control the actions of his clones with a thought, though each was as formidable as the real thing, and harder to kill to boot. Only dispersing the smoke, or killing each clone untl the chakra used to create and reform it's body was diminished too far to reform the clone again would actually get rid of them. Syaoran doubted Soul was tough enough to do the latter, or smart enough for the former. But he could get lucky, the stupid ones tended to float by on pure dumb luck. Perhaps it was time to press the attack.
Standing in the center of the arena as his clones rushed Soul, he began digging through his bag for weapons. He taunted Soul as he attached wire to kunai. "I hope you're not up there thinking of running away from me, Soul. The fun's just begun. Mwahahaha!"
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