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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated)

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Mon Aug 31, 2020 5:48 am

    Mission Name: Bandits Are Stupid
    Mission Rank: B
    Theater of War: b]Relevant Plot NPCs[/b]
    Mission Goal: Eliminate the bandits
    Description: Bandits are stupid, you can tell because of this wonderful example. See, a bandit chief has taken his men and started to waylay travelers trying to get to the safety of the Emporium. You know, that place where every nation in the war is doing everything they can to keep it neutral? This isn't about to end well for them.
    Payment: 25,000
    Maximum Number of Participants: Maximum of 4

    The day was cool but the air was still as Tamwyn stood upon the ground beneath the Heavenly Emporium awaiting his partner for a mission he had been assigned. The war had started and was in full swing as things had come to a boil about a year ago. Shinobi fought, and bled, but thankfully fatalities thus far had been rare. The civilian loss of life was something a bit more concerning though as the scum of existence, those who chose lives of banditry and other such professions, came out in the tumultuous times. They picked on townspeople and travelers with no way to defend themselves since the shinobi were busy fighting in wars across the world.

    One bandit group in particular, led by a particularly ambitious, but stupid bandit chief, had set up shop around the Heavenly Emporium. They had been following it around as it traveled as best they could and preyed upon those who came to it for shelter as they made their way to it during its frequent stops to give such people the chance to get onto it safely. As if the shinobi within, who had all sworn that the Emporium was a safe space of neutrality, wouldn’t come down to smite down upon them like the hammer of god.

    Tamwyn had been assigned the task to do said smiting and he had been assigned a partner. A woman by the name of Sayuri if his mission orders were correct. He knew she was from Kirigakure, and was smart enough to know that they had been assigned together to show the civilian populace that the shinobi were taking this neutrality here seriously. If shinobi at war could put their differences aside and work together to destroy a threat to that neutrality, then clearly they really meant it didn’t they?

    The pale haired, yellow eyed Chuunin wore his usual clothing of a gray undershirt with a black vest and tie. A black cloak with no hood, held in place by a gold disk that held the symbol of Kumogakure on it. As well as black combat pants and boots. His trademark hat was upon his head and the silver buckle in it’s band held no etching at all. The day was cloudy and cool, which he supposed was no surprise in the mountainous terrain they were in. If he remembered correctly the Land of Iron border wasn’t too far from here, but they were beneath the snow line where they were. Still, it was cold and his breath froze to be visible as he breathed. Although the cold never bothered him anyway.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Tue Sep 01, 2020 1:27 pm

    Being at the Heavenly Emporium again was unnerving for Sayuri. She hadn’t particularly enjoyed her first time here, yet inexplicably she had returned. If she was honest with herself she knew that the lure of war was what had done it. She wasn’t bothered by who was angry with whom or why. She was about as invested in the actual outcome of the war as she was in having a verbal conversation with a random stranger. But the thrill of so many people filled with so much hate and wickedness, trying desperately to be the first to kill the others. It was almost impossible for her to ignore the call of blood.

    Upon arriving she had gone immediately to acquire a mission, and was utterly delighted that some local criminals had decided to harass travellers enough that there was a call for their heads. She didn’t care who they were, only that what they had done was wrong and they needed to be punished. The day was a beautiful one for carrying out this kind of work, a coolness in the air that she found comfortable and reminded her of being home. Not Kirigakure, but the home she and Sero had created. Her home with Azrael. Thinking of her Angel she would smile at him in her mind, projecting her current emotions; a complex blend of happiness, fear, bloodlust and love. ‘I will kill for you my Angel, and I will make them despair.’

    She had a paper with a name scribbled on it; ‘Tamwyn?’. A man she was supposed to be going on the mission with, though the name alone did little for her. She had written it down hastily in order to avoid having to speak aloud her question. While she had gotten better at speaking, she still did not prefer it with anyone outside of Azrael and Sero, and her victims. Beyond the paper she had nothing else with her, she had no need for weaponry or the like as she relied on her ice for everything. She wore a white off the shoulder gown with long sleeves and embroidered with geometric patterns set with diamond shaped opalescent crystals. Her feet were bare as usual and her long blonde hair was plaited messily down her back. She hardly looked the part of a shinobi that would be even half ways competent on an important mission. But she had learned to care less what others thought of how she looked, and focused instead on how she enjoyed the feeling of the cool earth under her feet.

    Sayuri could feel how close they must be to snow, there was a crispness to the air that were she not so cold herself might have caused her breath to show as puffs of frost. There weren’t many people around underneath the Heavenly Emporium, and only one that looked like he was actually waiting for anything. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves she would walk up into the tall blonde man’s line of sight and hold out the paper with her question on it, waiting for him to show some acknowledgement. Her demeanor now that she had forced herself to interact with someone was one of fear and shyness, she didn’t know what to expect from this man or if he would even notice her silently standing there.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Tue Sep 01, 2020 2:37 pm

    He waited for a time, there was not a specific time for them to meet or anything. So Tamwyn had no issue with being patient and it wasn't like he was really bored or anything. As he waited though his minds wandered to those of his team. He had never expected to become the student of the Raikage. He had never expected to find a team for him to be on so suddenly that day. He had just returned from a solo mission. Some D rank mission he couldn't even remember, and walked around the edge of the Administration Building to run into her and her first student. Only for her to beckon him over and basically invite him to join their team on the spot. That day had been one that had changed Tamwyn's career, for on it he became the student of one of the most powerful individuals on the planet. She had made her will known when she had given him access to certain techniques from the villages secret scroll too. So he had learned, and he had grown.

    Mort was an odd duck by any stretch of the imagination. He was simply eccentric but in strange ways and he oft times wondered if he was alright in the head. Eliryanna was loud, boisterous and in your face. Although he continually found him drawn to her again and again. Images of that first sparring session together and what had come after it flashed through his mind, distracting him. He shook them off, clearing his head for what was to come. Now was not the time for such thoughts and he needed to have his wits about him on a mission. As thoughts of his team ran through his head a young woman, probably no more than a few years younger than him, arrived in the area. She wore a white dress dress with no shoulders that had crystals worked throughout the fabric. She had long blonde hair that was twisted around into a braid down her back. It was messily done but it gave the young woman a casual air about her and less of that of someone homeless. Of course, the fact that she wore no shoes was odd in itself and started Tamwyn wondering down that path. She had something in her hand, a piece of paper?

    She noticed him and walked over to him, when she reached him she held out the paper for him to read and he looked down at her curiously to see his name upon it with a question mark. A small smile touched his lips as he realized that this must be his mission partner. She seemed to not be the talkative type, which was fine. He had met many like that when he was in the orphanage and so he continued on without any hesitation. "I am indeed Tamwyn, that must make you Sayuri." He would say. The statement would confirm his own identity, as who else here would know her name except her mission partner. It would also take the need for her to introduce herself from her and allow her to continue not speaking if she wasn't comfortable with it. He would hold his hand out though, if she placed her hand in his he would bend over it and brush his lips over the back of them, as a gentleman would. He was known at home for his manners and polite demeanor. He intended to keep that reputation with foreign shinobi.

    Whether or not she gave him her hand or not, although he would of course have let go by now if she had, he wasn't a creeper. He would motion down to the southwest. "Mission is to clear out a large band of bandits. Nothing special here, just mass execution. You okay with that?" He would ask as he raised an eyebrow in curiosity. One never knew what another shinobi's demeanor was on killing. Tamwyn preferred not to if he could avoid it, but would if it was necessary. It was a massive waste in potential all around in his opinion though. So he avoided it where he could. Still, these monsters praying on those displaced by war had no potential in his eyes. At least none worth cultivating, beyond maybe that of fertilizer. "If you decide you'd rather not deal with such a task, I can handle the dirty work if you want to simply detain those you engage in. Knock them out or something, I'll check and take care of things before leaving." He would say, trying to cover all of the bases so that she could avoid needing to speak if she didn't want to.

    "Shall we?"
    He would ask as he motioned down to the southwest again before starting to move that way. They weren't a huge hurry so he didn't move particularly fast, besides, he needed to make sure she could keep up. So he moved at the speed of an average individual to see how well she could do so. He wouldn't really talk much while traveling, at least not at first. Mostly because he wasn't sure what was an appropriate topic of conversation with a foreign shinobi. Neither could talk about their villages much since one never knew when important information could be gleaned from even the most minor of details. Besides, if she really was hesitant to speak than such conversation wasn't applicable anyway. So he would simply run, the cold wind hitting him in the face as he moved. One hand kept a hold of his hat, holding it to his head as he ran.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


    Link to Character Updates: Here
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    Link to Known Techniques: See updates link
    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Wed Sep 02, 2020 1:13 am

    Sayuri was surprised that Tamwyn knew her name, her bright blue eyes growing wider as he spoke. She should have assumed that he would know, seeing as she knew his name, but it never occurred to her that anyone would bother to learn her name. For the briefest moment a look of suspicion would cross her face as she studied the yellow eyed man’s face. He looked friendly enough, there was a smile on his face, and she couldn’t be certain but he might have been smiling at her. She would eventually nod her affirmation of her name, looking questioningly at his outstretched hand. Without much social interaction she didn’t know what was expected of her in this situation. Did he want the paper she had? It was literally the only thing she was carrying so with a subtle shrug she would place the paper in Tamwyn’s hand.

    She would gaze in the direction that Tamwyn motioned, turning her head back towards him slowly and shifting it to the left as he asked if she would be okay with mass execution. She listened as he suggested that he handle the killing and a sweet smile would spread across her face as she thought of the blood that was to come. There was nothing she would love more than to flay everyone in her path and make beautiful art out of their skin while they sang her the song she treasured most. Their screams. Her eyes would frost over as she thought of her first human kill, the air began cooling considerably as snow began to fall to the ground around them and a very subtle blush would form on her pale cheeks as she looked up at Tamwyn. “I can kill.” Her voice was soft, just barely over a whisper but with just a hint of a hard edge to it. Her words were not sufficient to describe what she was capable of, though she found words often were not adequate.

    She would give him another nod as he motioned for them to begin moving and follow after him at a run. She wasn’t particularly fast, but she could keep a decent pace for some time, especially when she was motivated by the upcoming feast. The snow would follow her, keeping a sparkling landscape always in view. She wondered as she ran how the man with the hat would end up reacting to her interpretation of their mission. As far as she was concerned the bandits lives were forfeit; they had lost the right to health and safety when they had chosen to prey on the innocent. Her retribution would be brutal but not swift. No. These men deserved a more lingering fate, one that the memory of would follow them into the afterlife. Another smile would form on her face as she ran, this one filled with wickedness and hunger.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Thu Sep 03, 2020 7:29 am

    Her nod of acknowledgement confirmed what he had already figured. After all, she wouldn't know his name if she wasn't supposed to be here. Her actions when he held his hand out however were not what he expected. Hindsight however told him that he had done something rather foolish. If Sayuri had difficulty talking, either by shyness, or some other reason. It was entirely probable that she wouldn't know what social ques he was using. Deciding to guide and educate, Tamwyn would smile at her. He'd slip the paper in his pocket, it did have his name on it after all so it wouldn't exactly be a bad idea to keep it but regardless he just wanted it out of the way. "I'm sorry, I wasn't clear about what I was intending. If I may explain?" He would ask with a raised eyebrow. Provided she gave him some sign that he could he would continue, holding his hand out again. "It's a gesture of polite greeting from a man to a woman. It's an old style way of doing so and not many do it, but it's to indicate courtesy, politeness, respect, admiration or any combination of them. I had intended to do it as a gesture of courtesy and politeness." He would explain, simply trying to give her a bit of understanding of the gesture so that if someone tried it again in the future she would understand what was happening. Provided she gave him her hand he would bend over it, and kiss the back of it. It would only last a second, as the gesture wasn't meant to be intimate in anyway. "Again, not many do it anymore. That doesn't mean they don't intend any of the meanings of the gesture. It's just one way of showing such things and one I find intriguing." He would add on, in an attempt to explain that such a thing was indeed rare in today's world.

    Her response to his words on killing, his offer in particular would raise a red flag in his mind. That smile was far too sweet for the subject of taking a life. Still, he wouldn't let any of what he felt there touch his face or posture. He didn't know how strong this woman was, and technically they weren't actually on the Heavenly Emporium anymore now were they? Her words indicating her readiness to kill would prompt a nod from him. His eyes rising to the snow that began to fall around them. The air had suddenly grown noticeably cooler. Weren't they below the snowline here? Had the weather truly turned that foul? The almost whisper like quality of her voice had sent a shiver up his spine at the snow fell and he suppressed the shudder that it prompted. Perhaps this mission was going to be more interesting than he thought.

    As they ran through the terrain, he would wonder if his fellow blonde could actually move faster. He had been the one to set the pace of their travel and so it was entirely possible she was more than capable of following after him at his own speed. It didn't hurt to ask, right? Turning his head toward her as they ran his piercing yellow eye would fixate on her as he spoke. "I admit I set this pace because I wanted to make sure we moved at the same pace. Are you able to go faster? If not, I could fly us if you would like. I'd have to hold you pretty close though." He would say, offering to get them to their destination faster, provided she was comfortable with him flying them and them having to be rather close. His method of flying involves him gaining wings upon his back and so he'd have to hold her against him in order to fly her. "To elaborate, you'd either have to hug me close, or have me hug you from behind. One gives you a view, the other prevents you from having to look down if you're uncomfortable with heights." He would say, a shrug following his statement as he further explained.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Link to Known Techniques: See updates link
    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Thu Sep 03, 2020 5:41 pm

    Sayuri was pleased when Tamwyn took the paper and put it in his pocket. And for a moment she thought she had acted correctly given the situation. Until he clarified his actions and extended his hand again. She would turn her head to the side, glancing at him suspiciously as she tentatively moved her hand into his, preparing to summon her ice talons should anything go wrong. His grasp of her hand and subsequent kiss was formal and chaste, but Sayuri did not like it one bit. He hadn’t hurt her or done anything wrong, but she found the manner of this stranger to be confusing and unsettling. Pulling her hand back with a soft growl she would scratch at the back of her hand until angry red welts would form on her pale skin. Her anger and confusion would bubble over in her mind as she struggled to calm herself. She was so used to being ignored that when she wasn’t it caused her to feel anxious. She pondered the exchange and wondered why this man was choosing to show her any courtesy at all. With effort she pushed aside her thoughts and wrote the action off as a quirk of another culture, not something to compare her own life to and the decided lack of courtesy shown to her throughout most of it.

    The running was more effort than she would have preferred, she wasn’t used to having to move quickly. A silver lining to being neglected was that she was often left to her own devices, and chose to move through most things at a glacial pace. When Tamwyn asked if she could go faster she took the opportunity to slow to a stop, gasping as she caught her breath. Even if she would have been inclined to speak she wouldn’t have been able to and so she would nod her head ‘no’ to his question, leaning heavily with her hands on the fronts of her thighs. She was not as physically fit as she should be considering her placement as Genin within Kirigakure, though her duties were typically light and most things that were required of her involved the use of her ice and not running to a bandit camp. His offer to fly them there was met with a raised eyebrow as she considered what he could possibly mean. He didn’t have wings that she could see, though remembering Sero’s tail she thought perhaps it was best not to assume something didn’t exist simply because she couldn’t see it. That would be fairly hypocritical of her all things considered.

    She would straighten herself again as her breathing slowed to its normal slow pace and move up close to the tall blonde man, squinting as she peered into his yellow eyes. She wasn’t afraid of him, he had been nothing but polite and friendly since they’d met earlier, but she was always afraid of what anyone might do. If they flew he could decide to drop her, and she would have no way to save herself. It was a frightening concept, but her muscles and lungs screamed at her for the exertion she’d already forced upon them and she knew that if it was too much further she’d need to rest before she could enjoy the mission. While the snow fell around them she would nod in agreement to his offer, a slow movement accompanied by four words said slowly and without malice. “Do not drop me.” It wasn’t a threat she issued, she felt that was unnecessary with this man, she had seen an intelligence in his eyes as he spoke that led her to believe he was capable of drawing the correct conclusions to her words. It was a simple statement she expected would be adhered to. With that said she would turn around, preferring the idea of looking out over the landscape as they flew.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sat Sep 05, 2020 12:47 pm

    Her reaction to his actions would, honestly, surprise him. Had she growled? Why scratch at it? It wasn't like he had poisoned her. It was just a simple gesture of greeting. He hadn't intended to make her uncomfortable of angry by it. She had scratched at it long enough for angry welts to appear and he frowned as she did so. Had he offended her so by his actions? He hadn't intended to at all. But perhaps where she was from such a thing was something more intimate than he had intended? He decided he had overstepped his bounds and that the gestures and niceties he knew wouldn't be applicable in her own culture. He didn't know what would be acceptable so instead of trying to band aid the situation by apologizing and trying to fix something that was probably better off leaving alone. He would simply continue on and resolve to try not to offend her again.

    At his question of if she could go faster she would stop. Which he would take to mean 'fuck no are you nuts?' Which was fine of course. Everyone had specialties in different areas and there was no guarantee she was as strong or stronger than him. Or that he was as strong or stronger than her. They wouldn't know that until shit got real. The snow that continued to fall around them would be awfully confusing though. Still, it wasn't important for their mission. At his offer of flying them she would raise an eyebrow in confusion and he would give a soft chuckle before activating his jutsu. Seraph's Brilliance was a technique he himself designed. At his beckoning six angelic wings of raiton would form from his back. The top pair being three meters long, the second pair being two and the bottom most pair being one. It was visually one of his more impressive techniques, although Xuen's Roar, and perhaps Kikoho both outstripped it handily. Still, it was quite lovely he was told, and perfectly viable for flying.

    She would come closer to him, moving slowly, squinting up at his eyes as he looked down at hers. In a cheesy stupid animated movie this would be the part either right before the singing or right after and right before the cliche'd kiss scene. In the real world though, one had to collect that 'nonsense' and let it go. She was judging him, not in an insulting way. She was deciding if she could trust him. If she did, and he flew them. He could drop her from a massive height and she would probably be killed by the impact. Or at least severely injured. He wouldn't do such a thing, but she didn't know him, and couldn't know that. Eventually she would nod, slowly at his offer, telling him not to drop her. It wasn't a threat, but it did promise any kind of retribution she could obtain before the impact if he did. Then, she would turn her back to him, obviously preferring the idea of the view.

    "I'm going to wrap my arms around your waist, and have my bottom most pair of wings wrap around your legs. Don't wiggle free of them, they can't actually hold you but can act as a barrier to keep you from falling. Of course my arms will be the main things keeping you up and I won't let go. The upper two pairs of wings will be more than enough to propel us. Be prepared for the wind to make it harder to see, I'll keep your arms free so you can block some of it. If I go too fast, just let me know and I'll slow down a bit. Same for if you feel uncomfortable with the height." He would say, giving her the rundown of what he was going to do exactly so that nothing would surprise her and some advice for the wind. With that done he would reach forward with both him and wrap them around her waist, holding her against him as his bottom pair of wings wrapped around her legs so that she wouldn't be hanging awkwardly. Then with his other two pairs of wings he would take off, both pairs descending quickly and propelling them from the ground at his normal running speed.

    They would rise to five hundred meters into the air before he began flying them toward their destination. This high up they were above the majority of the mountains here. The peaks go higher and higher the deeper into Iron Country one went he wagered but here toward the border of it they weren't quite so imposing. Still, five hundred meters was pretty high. He would propel them higher of course, simply be landing on a peak nearby and using it as a propelling point. He wanted to see how comfortable Sayuri was though. If she liked the height, he might do that though. It wasn't everyday one got to fly and if he could make it better for the girl as an apology for his earlier seemingly offensive actions, than why not? The would move over the land at a much higher speed than before. Nearly six times faster actually, and he'd angle his head to be near her ear so she could hear him. "Just nod yes or no if you'd rather not talk. You have to yell up here for me to hear you otherwise. Are you comfortable with the speed and height?" He would ask, wanting to make sure the girl was frozen in fear.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


    Link to Character Updates: Here
    Link to Character Application: Here
    Link to Known Techniques: See updates link
    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Sun Sep 06, 2020 2:41 am

    Sayuri’s eyes would go wide as Tamwyn’s wings formed out of his back. She had never seen anything like it and her curiosity was piqued, her frosty eyes drawn to the six wings made entirely out of raiton. She had turned to indicate which way she would prefer to face, and now that she had she began to grow nervous. She wasn’t afraid of heights as far as she knew, and she assumed he would listen to her and not drop her; it was the fear of being near a person that got to her. As his arms wrapped around her she felt her anxiety grow and she would close her eyes and picture Azrael in her mind, speaking to him silently as they lifted off the ground. Speaking with her Angel calmed her somewhat, enough so that she was able to open her eyes.

    Which she immediately regretted as wind and ice whipped against her.

    She heard Tamwyn yell into her ear, and his voice sounded so far away she barely caught what he said, but managed to nod ‘yes’ to his question about the speed and height of their flying. She found the experience exhilarating, despite her fear of people. He had not been exaggerating about the wind in her face one bit, and she growled softly as it stung her face, lowering her head so that most of it was directed to the top of her head. The view from the air was astonishing though and she would turn her head every which way to take in the sights as they flew to their destination.

    The saving grace of the adventure was that from here she couldn’t see any people and it was remarkably peaceful imagining that all the people in the world were just tiny insects, small enough for her to crush with her heel. The thought of stepping on people brought a smile to her face and then a laugh as she further explored her vision, creating an elaborate fantasy where she could hear the tiny screams of horror just before her bare foot would stomp down on entire cities. She was surprised when her laugh was silenced nearly immediately, the wind taking her voice away as though it had never been hers to begin with.  

    Never having been in a situation like this before, it didn’t occur to her that it wasn’t exactly that her voice couldn’t be heard. It was simply that she couldn’t hear it. Whenever she was alone, whenever she was sure no one could hear her she always sang. She found that singing calmed her nerves and gave her courage. So she would raise her face to the wind braving the snowflakes that grazed her cheeks, and sang a song she’d heard as a child.

    Where the north wind meets the sea
    There's a river full of memory
    Sleep, my darling, safe and sound
    For in this river all is found

    In her waters, deep and true
    Lay the answers and a path for you
    Dive down deep into her sound
    But not too far or you'll be drowned

    Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear
    And in her song, all magic flows
    But can you brave what you most fear?
    Can you face what the river knows?

    Where the north wind meets the sea
    There's a mother full of memory
    Come, my darling, homeward bound
    When all is lost, then all is found


    She would look out over the ground beneath them almost forgetting that Tamwyn holding her was the only reason she could fly. All in all she was probably moving far too much. While she was not technically trying to wiggle free of the wings and arms that kept her from plunging to a sudden death, she was active enough in her enjoyment of the sensation of flight that it might prove at least a minor annoyance to anyone who had promised to not drop her. Sayuri wasn't concerned with that though, the song had erased her fears for now. Even the healthy ones.


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    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sun Sep 06, 2020 3:03 am

    As they flew threw the air at a much higher speed than before the pale haired man would hold the girl close, ensuring that she did not fall from his grasp. His lower set of wings, wrapped around her and keeping her from flailing around. Her nod to his question of if she was comfortable with this height and speed would be met with a nod of her head. That was good, she didn't seem to be particularly afraid. Her head would move about, looking upon the landscape from their wonderful view. Admittedly Tamwyn wished Sayuri's first introduction into flight was on a better day for it. With the sky so gray from the cloud cover it the view held little of the true majesty that one could find up here in the sky. The melding of earth and sky into your view with the skies so blue, or filled with clouds as they brought a breathtaking vista for the eyes to see.

    He would have to be content with what she could have today though, although perhaps, on a nicer day, she might like to try this again. He'd be happy to take her, to give her a true experience of flight. For now though, they had work to do, and the longer it took them to arrive to longer it would take for them to be finished. It was a surprise to him however, when his companion began to laugh. 'She must be enjoying the view, imagining seeing all the people down below from the viewpoint of the birds.' He would think. Not too far from the truth mind you, but how could he know she was so vicious mentally? After all he had been nothing but respectful. Or at least tried to be.

    After her laugh dissipated into the wind, the two leaving the sound behind due to the wind carrying it away a surprised silence would fill that silence. He was about to open his mouth to explain what had happened when she would begin to sing. His eyes would widen softly as her voice drifted over him. A beautiful thing, that he found he didn't want to end. So he kept himself quiet, listening to her song as she sand out into the wind. Probably thinking that he couldn't even hear her. He wouldn't maintain that illusion. It was rude to eavesdrop, but he couldn't interrupt her song. Cresting over a mountain top, a large camp could be seen on the horizon toward the end of her song. It would be a bit of time yet before they arrived, but now their destination was in sight.

    Once her song ended, the lovely sound of her voice fading into the wind he would let a moment of silence pass. She hadn't squirmed overly much, nothing that would risk him dropping her. God forbid, he wouldn't dream of that. So he wasn't annoyed in anyway. Hell if anything he'd expected more. Being held close by a man at 1,500 feet as you flew through the air in his arms mind cause a bit of squirming on the best of days. Even when you knew it was occurring and had allowed it. Still, now he had to comment on the song. "You have a beautiful voice.." He would begin, yelling over the wind so his words would reach her before those very winds took his words away. "I'm sorry, I should've told you. I was about to do so when you started to sing and I just couldn't bring myself to stop you then. The winds carry your voice back, that's why I have to yell so you can hear me before they carry mine away. I can hear you.." He would say simply, explaining the phenomenon to her so that she could understand. "We'll be there soon, I'll land us a bit out so we can come in prepared and not just land in the middle of attacks." He would say next, dropping their altitude to be less obvious.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Sun Sep 06, 2020 3:30 am

    Sayuri was peacefully drifting through the air, content now that her mind had cleared, the snow even clearing up a tiny bit as a calm washed over her. When she heard Tamwyn yell about how she had a beautiful voice and the panic would set in again. She was instantly afraid that somehow she had been tricked or that this man would now laugh at her or mock her, she wanted to run and hide but there was nowhere to run to. The snow would pick up again with force, and this time she welcomed the sting of the ice as it whipped across her exposed skin. It was a welcome distraction to the embarrassment she felt. He explained how he was able to hear her, but it did not make her any less afraid.

    She was relieved to hear that they were close, she wanted to land immediately. Any other reasonable person would have just insisted on it. Audibly. But not her, she didn’t speak if she could help it. Not anymore. She had tried when she was younger with little success and over the years had learned that her voice was not worth hearing and so she stayed silent. The decision had eventually developed into a fear that told her she couldn’t speak. And as much as that was incorrect and perhaps even a small part of her knew it, it would take many years and more effort than she knew how to give to reverse the damage. Closing her eyes she would scream in her mind as they neared the ground, wishing only to get closer to the offending bandits and put an end to her misery by adding to theirs.


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    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sun Sep 06, 2020 3:58 am

    His words would be met by silence. The intriguing thing about the entire thing was that it seemed the snow came down faster as the silence wore on. Was it tied to her? Was it just the weather? If it was the former what did the increase in the snow fall mean? Was she panicked because he heard her? That hadn't been the intent. Had he offended how somehow with his words? Lord have mercy clearly he shouldn't be part of any diplomatic missions if this was his track record. To be insulting to a young woman that seemed to be around his own age. He began to unconsciously pick up speed as they moved toward the ground, moving through ravines and ridges, avoiding cliffs and outcroppings as he maneuvered them a closer landing point outside of the bandit camp.

    Soon enough, he would land them. A single rock outcropping lay between them and the camp. More of a small rocky hill jutting up from a hill really, but it was tall enough to hide both of them and more importantly, their approach. Landing softly, and ensuring she had her feet underneath her, Tamwyn would unwrap his wings from around her legs and his arms from around her waist. His wings would disperse without a sound, but would leave behind small arcing bolts of lightning where they had been for a moment before even that dissipated. The snow seemed to be following them and he was more and more certain it was tied to Sayuri. Hopefully it was also falling on the bandit camp or this would be one very strange spotlight.

    "I'm sorry if I insulted you somehow." He would say whispering to make sure no one but her heard him. "That wasn't the intent. I just thought you had a really pretty singing voice. I'd like to hear more, if you're willing." He would say, his hand unconsciously reaching up to scratch the back of his head. His hat had stayed on, because chakra, and that's what we're sticking with. At this point though he'd look out, peaking out to see the 'camp'.

    The camp as it was, was actually quite well fortified. It was made inside of the old bones of a great fort. The stone walls having withstood an unknown number of years in this place. From their perspective the walls were immense and quite strong looking. Of course he could fly them over them if he really wanted and to hell with their height. The two great wooden doors were reinforced with some of metal. It looked to be iron from his angle, given the rust upon the reinforced bands. That rust was one of the clues that told Tamwyn this place wasn't new. It might have been reinforced by the bandits, but it was clearly the remnants of something that had stood here before.

    The front wall spanned the entirety of their ravine, the walls worked into the ravine walls with an outcropping from the ravine walls themselves acting as a sort of continued part of the walls themselves. From here Tamwyn could see men and women in tattered leather armor, with bows and arrows, walking along the wall, onto the outcroppings, and walking back toward where another wall probably began. Patrolling the ramparts and constantly moving to fight the chill and boredom that came with the task of guard duty. An old tattered standard hung upon one of the stones along the top of the wall. An old, faded sigil that could no longer be made out still upon it. Relentlessly continuing it's struggle against the wind that it had yet to lose. Next to the forts door, etched into the stone, Tamwyn could see from his location, thanks to an incredibly sharp eyesight, read 'Fort Greymoor'.

    Studying what he could see Tamwyn would nod before ducking back down to where Sayuri was, if she herself hadn't snuck a look herself. "Judging by the number of patrolmen on the walls. I'd guess there's quite a force in there. I can blow the door down and shift to taking out the archers to make sure we don't have to deal with them. Can you handle yourself in the courtyard until I finish that task and can help you? We'll have to work through the fort to clear it out. The mission calls for no survivors, so we've got quite a little killing spree on our hands." He would say, laying out a simple plan that, provided she could hold her own, should work out quite well. He could handle the archers in no time flat. Provided she agreed to the plan he would nod. "Stay behind me while I blow the door down, there'll probably be some corpses inside and broken stones around, so be careful, alright?" He would say, making sure she understood what to expect when he blasted down the front door.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Sun Sep 06, 2020 4:25 am

    As they landed and her bare feet touched the cold and rocky ground again she would breath a sigh of relief. As she had suspected she was not afraid of heights, ironically considering she was afraid of nearly everything else, but the panic that had set in when she realized that Tamwyn could hear her singing had made for an uncomfortable last few minutes. Once she was certain she had her footing she would open her eyes again and turn around to face the blonde man with a hat, her upset momentarily interrupted by seeing his wings dissipate. She would rush quickly behind him to see where they had disappeared to and reach out one hand to grasp at the fading sparks they left. Feeling nothing she would frown and look again towards Tamwyn, who was currently apologizing again. While that was surprising in its own right, what was more surprising to her was that he asked to hear her sing again. She would peer up at him with suspicion in her eyes, looking for signs that he was lying or poking fun, but seeing none she would nod slowly as she considered his request. “I might.” She would say cautiously, “Usually people don’t want to hear me.” She would offer no further explanation and would turn to observe what she could of the ravine.

    It was impressive looking to be sure, though old and weathered which hinted at disrepair. Sayuri knew quite a lot about architecture as it was what she had studied her whole life accidentally as she drew her ice castle over and over and over again in hundreds of books. Peeking out from behind the rocks she would study the walls and doors, paying close attention to where the stone of the fort met the stone of the ravine. It was probably a weak spot if she had to guess, but her eyesight was not nearly good enough to pick out any way to take advantage of that fact at this distance. Losing interest in the wall she would crouch back down and begin focusing her ice into a small pile at her feet, sitting on her knees and leaning over it. Taking the snow in her hands she would roll the snow in her hands and make five small snowmen which she would then cradle in her arms as she listened to Tamwyn’s plan.

    She liked the plan where he went first, it meant she didn’t have to worry about getting shot at least. And having the courtyard to herself sounded like a dream come true. She would nod as he told her to stay behind him and be careful. She was always careful, too careful. And while she was afraid of people, these were not people. These were gifts. Tiny, squishy presents that she would get to unwrap. Little music boxes that would make music for her as she turned their insides. There was a gleeful smile on her face and a twinkle in her white eyes as she nodded again, this time towards the large doors. “You be careful.” Her voice was louder than before, her excitement at the ‘little killing spree’ clearly affecting her volume.


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    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sun Sep 06, 2020 5:01 am

    He would smile at her reaction to his fading wings. As she moved around behind him to try to touch them as they faded he would look toward her, turning his head over his shoulder. "It's a jutsu, I don't actually have wings. I just use lots of chakra control and form them out of lightning." He would say simply, explaining the technique for her. Her response to his apology and request would cause him to nod. The suspicious look she gave him in response was blatant enough to make him realize what had actually happened. She thought he was playing with her, poking fun at what she thought was a horrible voice. But it couldn't be further from the truth. Looking down at her, meeting her eyes with his own. He would give her a small smile before speaking. "I find that to be a crime Sayuri, I think you have a wonderful voice. I want to hear more whenever you're willing to share the sound." He would say, nodding his head as if in confirmation of his own statement.

    As he observed the structure, he would note her doing do so as well but stopping sooner than he to do something. When he finished her observation he would turn to her and see that she had formed five small snowmen and was cradling them in her arms. Raising an eyebrow in curiosity he would shrug. If he was right and the snow was a result of her presence and mood. Then it probably meant she could use it somehow. Those snowmen could very well be her preparation for a jutsu. As her words of 'you be careful' he would smile as he began to make his own preparations. "I always am, one second. My jutsu tends to destroy my upper body clothing." He would say simply before removing his cloak, vest, and undershirt before removing his hat with a resounding sigh and sealing it into a small scroll as well. This would leave him in chest black shinobi combat pants and boots. His yellow eyes would begin to glow brightly, the hue not changing but the brightness of them being notable as he began to channel raiton chakra through his system.

    They would have glowed during the flight as well but with his head where it was it wouldn't have been visible for his fellow blonde. Taking a breath he would form his hands into a diamond pattern in front of his chest. The area between his hands would begin to charge with lightning and he would turn it to where he was standing behind the rock, with her behind him, but with his hands facing where the door of the fort was. This meant he wouldn't be standing out in the middle of god and everyone charging his attack like 95% of people. But instead be behind cover while he readied himself to bring hell to these monstrous individuals. A manic gleam would come to his eyes as he readied himself for a fight, his generally controlled thirst for battle and minor bloodlust coming to the forefront of his personality as he opened his mouth to speak. "Time to kill.." He would say simply before releasing the Kikoho blast from his hands.

    That rocky hill in front of them? Gone, debris didn't even exist, it simply ceased being there. As if some deity decided it wasn't meant to be there after all and moved it. The door to the fort? Gone as well, again, no debris. Same for the rest of the wall around it. The fort was a good few hundred yards away from their position so only the front wall had been erased from existence but the affect was quite apparent. There were no actual corpses, no actual stones fallen besides the ones from the outcropping that had been dislodged by it's support being taken from it. Because none of it had been able to withstand the concentrated blast of lightning he had launched at the fortified position.

    The moment the noise from the beam died down, and there was noise, just not that of an explosion, but of as if a great volume of lightning had been moved through the area. Tamwyn would activate one of his favorite techniques. Lightning Release Chakra Mode. Immediately his body would crackle with electricity and the air around him would feel as if an electrical charge was in it. His hair stood on end and a dark laugh would emit from his lips as he moved from his original position in front of Sayuri to one of the side walls of the fort. He made the trip in about a second and a half and as he arrived his eyes would lock onto that of an archer who was still trying to comprehend what had just happened to the perfectly good and functional wall that had been standing at the front of his base just a moment ago. His arm would stretch out next to him, bent at the elbow before an earthshaking blow struck him at the neck. The head would be torn off and the spray of blood from the sudden removal of the head would coat half his body in the red fluid.

    Shifting his attention to the next archer, who now turning to look toward her comrade who had just been standing there perfectly fine a moment ago. Tamwyn would close the distance in less than the blink of an eye and plunge his lightning coated arm into her chest before swinging his arm to the side and throwing her off and into the courtyard below. For reasons that would seem perfectly obvious to everyone in the fort. Every bandit and criminal in that courtyard and on the walls around it would turn toward Tamwyn and stop facing the location where their door just sat. This would provide the perfect cover for Sayuri to close the distance and come in.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

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    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Sun Sep 06, 2020 6:21 am

    Tamwyn explained where his wings had gone and while she was disappointed that they were not actual wings she was fascinated that he could make them appear just by molding his chakra. She wondered if perhaps she might learn to do something like that, but her imaginings were cut short as he asked to hear her voice again. He wasn’t the most terrible person she had ever met. She still didn’t quite know what to make of him, but so far he had been patient with her antics and had even taken the time to explain himself as she questioned him silently.

    Holding her tiny snowmen in her arms she would wait as he took off his coat and shirt, watching the entire process unashamedly. She saw him put his clothing into a small scroll and she would reach a small pale hand towards the scroll while looking at him questioningly. Having just seen him do something similar with his wings she would attempt to take the scroll from him to examine it. “Your clothes are made of lightning too?” She didn’t understand what she was looking at, she had only barely passed her studies at the Academy in Kirigakure and it was more due to the affluence of her family that she’d been allowed to call herself a Genin at all. She would wait for an answer and then hand the scroll back if she was permitted to handle it in the first place, beginning to fidget as she felt her bloodlust calling to her.

    The next few moments were incredibly bright and loud as Tamwyn placed his hands in front of him as she stood a few paces back as he’d instructed her. The beam of lightning that erupted from him was catastrophic, literally vaporising everything it touched. Sayuri would look on in awe, delighting in the wanton destruction before them. His words resonated with her deeply and she would repeat them back softly as one of her hands stroked her snow creations. “Time to kill.” A soft and sweet smile would form on her face as the wall and doors disappeared from sight and she would begin to sing quietly and slowly, her clear voice bouncing eerily off the ravine wall. “Do we like murder? Yeah, we like murder. . .” As Tamwyn moved out of her sight she would walk towards where the doors of the fort once were. She could hear the sounds of people dying, and she would shiver with excitement as she walked along methodically, still petting her tiny snowmen in her arms, while the snow fell around her.

    Once she crossed the former threshold of the fort she would pause and place her snowmen on the ground gently, lovingly singing to them as she patted each one on the head. “Do we like killing? Yeah, we like killing. . .” Focusing her chakra into the tiny creations she would summon forth five of her Ice Forged Guardians, as she stared down three men in mismatched armor who had looked to be rushing to where she assumed Tamwyn was killing people. They had stopped and were staring at the small blonde woman in the white dress, clearly confused as to what was happening. Their hesitation would cost them more than just their lives as five monstrous humanoid creations pulled themselves from the snow at her feet. They were covered in dangerous and sharp looking spikes, their faces and limbs distorted and misshapen. These were Sayuri’s nightmares given shape, her hatred and fear, her anger. Her eyes were pure white now, almost giving her the look of being long dead and forgotten in some blizzard. She would raise her right arm and point towards the three men, a look of disdain on her face, willing the guardians to move forward and attack the hapless bandits. “Do we like massacres? Yeah, we like massacres. . .”

    She would move forward with the guardians, keeping them close to her as she sang sweetly to her prey. Her voice carried throughout the ravine, a promise of terrible things as she kept advancing. To their credit the bandits did not run, although they should have, there was not enough money in the world to compensate them for what she had planned. “Die. . . die. . . die. . . die, can’t wait to tear you open. . .” They fought back against her guardians, even managing to fell one before the other four collapsed on them trio, the terrible spikes impaling their arms and legs and holding them helpless before her. As they screamed in pain Sayuri would smile and move up to the closest one being held down by her guardian. There was anger in his eyes, defiance. She had seen that defiance before in the man in the woods. It hadn’t taken much to strip him of it, and she doubted it would now. “Murder. . .” She would sing as she circled the three seeming to choose between them, her cheeks flush with hunger. “You.” She would say as she gently stroked the cheek of the defiant one. “You are my favourite. I will keep you until last.” Turning on the other two she would form five handseals; Ram, Hare, Ox, Dog, Hare and Dog. Upon completing the last handseal hyoton chakra would dart along the ground and touch the middle bandit’s leg where it made contact with the ground. “Murder. . .” She would smile widely as the man screamed in horror as his flesh began to freeze before his eyes. “Murder. . .”

    Picking up the ill tended blade the freezing bandit had dropped she would move to sit on the lap of her least favourite one. “Murder. . .” She would lean in close to the man, holding the edge of the blade up to his neck and would look deeply into his eyes as she slowly drove the blade into his throat. Her eyes would sparkle as she watched his fear rise, his cries of pain silenced by the ruby red liquid that blocked his airways. As she pulled the blade from his neck she would use her other hand to manipulate the wound causing it to spray towards her, soaking her hair and dress with his warm blood. “Die. . . die. . . . die. . . die, can’t wait to tear you open” Her gaze locked with her favourite bandit as she leaned forward and would slowly drag her tongue up along the open wound she had created, relishing in the coppery sweet taste as she watched the defiance leave his eyes.

    Learning Technique:
    Name: Flash Freeze
    Rank: B
    Power: B
    Cost: 10
    Upkeep: 5 per post
    Range: 40 meters
    Speed: 30 m/s
    Element: Hyoton
    Skill: Ninjutsu
    Classification: Secret
    Requirement: Be Sayuri, or learn directly from Sayuri
    Parent Technique: N/A
    Handseals: Ram -> Hare -> Ox -> Dog -> Hare -> Dog
    Description: Drawing from the moisture in the air around her, Sayuri is able to freeze a single target in a matter of seconds. Hyoton chakra will emanate from her and seem to dart outwards in a direction of her choosing along the ground until it lands on her intended target. She may target anything up to the size of an adult human, as it is also possible to freeze living things in this manner, provided she has a clear line of sight to what she is trying to freeze. Larger objects may be attempted though they won’t suffer the effects of permanent damage. Any person or creature affected by this jutsu will remain frozen in this manner as long as Sayuri maintains focus and the victim remains within 20 meters of her. Being affected by Flash Freeze for longer than 4 posts can cause permanent damage to objects and people.
    Drawbacks: This jutsu is directional and requires line of sight. Its direction may only be changed once per post, though it may be stopped at any time by Sayuri.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sun Sep 06, 2020 7:34 am

    As he sealed his clothing away her question would cause him to chuckle good-naturedly. Her curiosity was frankly quite adorable and seemed almost innocent in nature. He'd let her take the scroll and handle it as she looked at it curiously. "No, my clothes are not made of lightning. But the lightning that comes off my body as I utilize my techniques tends to damage my upper body clothing. So I remove them. I'll get higher quality ones eventually, but for now I dislike destroying mine needlessly. So I seal them in a scroll, do you know how?" He would say, before stopping from sealing his hat away and instead placing it upon her blonde locks. "Keep that safe will you? I don't mind if you get it bloody, it's seen worse." He would say with a smile on his face before continuing on with his other actions. He'd place the scroll into his back pocket for the time being. If it was damaged, it would be his own damn fault.

    He no longer even felt the cold in the air as he moved. Sayuri's singing echoing throughout the ravine and he voice becoming magnified by their very surroundings. Tamwyn let the voice wash over him as she sang. Her song of murder in a strangely fast paced, chipper tune. It was an odd song, but a welcome one as it helped to combat the sound of men and women screaming their last as the had themselves torn apart. The pale haired man didn't take the time to look toward Sayuri as he fought. He was too involved in his own acts of brutality. After the archer he'd thrown into the middle of the courtyard he would dart across the walls to the next pair of archers. Tamwyn would extend his arm once more, bent at the elbow with the fist up in the air. He would move in a kind of low crouch and the impact with the archer would be at waist level and the electrical damage from the Lariat would rip the archer in half at the waist.

    Taking a moment to kick the upper half of the body aside the torso would be flung across the courtyard, trailing entrails and coating the area between point A and B in blood. The next archer would torn apart as he reached their location. The pale haired Chuunin would utilize his strength to tear the arms of the man out of the shoulders, before using them to smack the man down into the courtyard. Quite literally, disarmed. That was four archers down and two more to go. This time however he wouldn't have time to be cute with his killing methods. Both remaining archers, lacking the ability to track Tamwyn's movements as he slew their comrades, would instead draw a bead on Sayuri as she looked the wound of the man she had killed, tasting the blood. Tamwyn would raise a curious eyebrow at this before disappearing and reappearing with his hands clenched at both archers throats. He'd flex his fingers, and rip outward, tearing the throat out in a spray of gore before stepping upon their cooling corpses.

    There were still plenty of enemies in the courtyard to share, he was covered in blood, his desire for more battle before it was said and done would almost be a physical presence around him. They would still have to move through the forts inner chambers, hunting down more bandits that either tried to hide or escape. Or lay in ambush for just such a moment as they arrived hunting for their comrades. Already doors around the inner wall of the fort would be opening with men coming out of them to try to figure out what in the actual fuck was happening. Tamwyn turned toward one of those door as men gathered at the portal, looking around at the mayhem being caused.

    Immediately afterwards a great saber toothed tigers head made of lightning would coalesce around Tamwyn and launch toward the men and women in that doorway. The maw creating a noise that was reminiscent of the cry of one such creature. The piercing yellow eyed it had matched his own in both hue and brilliance and a manic grin would touch his features as the men and women were obliterated, turned effectively to ash from the power of the electrical discharge. Tamwyn was covered in blood, splatters of the substance covered him and as he grinned some of it trailed down his features and onto his lips. He licked them subconsciously and paused. Tasting a coppery taste of blood, a dark grin adorned his features now. He rather liked that, and could see why his temporary comrade did as well. There was something so, delicious about the substance. The lifeblood of another being, ripped out of them by your own hands.

    Unconsciously, he'd run a hand through his hair, streaking it with blood in the process and afterwards he'd itch his face, covering that further with the substance. Taking deep breaths, he'd slowly control his breathing before opening his bright yellow eyes once more. He still had on the Lightning Release Armor and so the lightning chakra through his coils were illuminating them with an eerie inner light. "More...More...More..." He would say, his eyes opening wide as he let his battle lust completely have it's head. He turned his attention completely upon Sayuri, or rather, her targets. But shake his head away, those were her prey, he wouldn't take them from her. It was be rude to do so. He'd look around hungrily for another good target.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Wed Sep 09, 2020 4:20 am

    Sayuri was blissfully unaware of the danger slowly surrounding her, she had her prey in her clutches and that was all she was concerned with now. She would smile sweetly at the man whose lap she was currently sitting on, she could see the light slowly fading from his eyes and she wanted to watch his life snuff out like a forgotten candle. She would lean in close to the dying man, close enough that their noses nearly touched, and would stroke the side of his face gently as the thing that made him alive faded to nothing. Taking the rusty blade that she still held she would carefully and lovingly slide it around the dead things face, peeling back the skin in one soft and moist piece. Pulling herself up with her legs she would stand and step over the second bandit ignoring his frozen form and moving on to her favourite one. The man trembled and she could see tears forming in his more submissive eyes. There was still a hint of anger left in them and it brought forth a gentle and dangerous growl from the tiny Yuki, that were she not holding a man’s face in her hands and covered in blood might not have sounded threatening at all as she still had Tamwyn’s large hat on her head.

    Kneeling down onto the defiant man’s lap as she had with the first one, she held out the skin mask in both hands towards her toy. Subtle tendrils of mist drifted off the rapidly cooling flesh as she held it in her ice cold hands, and as she moved the skin closer to the man she laughed with delight as his tears began to fall down his terror-pale cheeks. “Please miss, you can just leave. We won’t chase you. Don’t do this. . . please. . .” His voice became more and more frantic as she agonizingly slowly placed the severed face on the man’s still attached and begging one. “Ssshhhhh.” She would hush him as though he were a small child throwing a tantrum, “You need to learn this. You defied me and now you will learn why you shouldn’t do that.” Thanks to the blood on the underside of the face and the sweat and tears on her current toy’s face, the mask wouldn’t stay put no matter how she pressed and smoothed it.

    Anger would flash in her eyes and in her frustration she would rip off the skin mask, crumple it up and shove it into the begging man’s mouth. “Silence!” Her voice would raise and echo off the ravine walls as she glared at her prey. “You’re ruining my fun.” The man should have listened, he should have been silent, but his fear was too great and he gagged and cried and tried to scream. His arms and legs were pinned by blood covered icy spikes and he had no means to escape or even fight back, and yet still he struggled against his inevitable fate. Her heart blazed with fury as he defied her again, his unwillingness to even look at her driving her over the edge of madness. Her usually soft voice screamed at him, unleashing the full might of her wrath on the bandit before her. Every slight ever given to her, every instance of neglect and pain was poured into her hatred of this man. Rising to her full height she would channel her hyoton into her mouth causing glittering ice fangs to extend from her teeth as she spoke. “You didn’t listen. You never listen. If only you had listened, paid attention, stopped being so selfish then this wouldn’t have to happen. Now your soul is forfeit to my Angel and you have no one to blame but yourself.”

    She would lunge forward and sink her ice fangs into the side of the man’s face, tearing and ripping at his flesh as he screamed in agony. He tried to pull from her and she would grip at his hair, forcing his head to stay upright and within her mouths reach. Each bite would reveal more of the man’s skull and she would let the pieces fall from her mouth as she tore him to pieces. As his blood poured into her mouth she would moan softly, her anger forgotten as her carnal desire took over. His screams would cease as he mercifully succumbed to death through blood loss and pain, and she would stand and release the man’s hair letting his head fall limply backwards. She would motion for her four remaining guardians to release her victims and follow her, looking around for more screaming, blood filled toys. She hummed softly to herself as she saw Tamwyn equally covered in blood and gore and move unhurriedly to where he stood. Her cheeks were flush and she sighed softly as she reached him, slowly dragging a small hand down her cheek and revelling in the sensation of the slick blood on her skin as she looked up at him. “I want more. Those ones died.”  

    Trained Technique:

    Name: Frost Bite
    Rank: B
    Cost: 10
    Upkeep: 5
    Range: Self
    Speed: N/A
    Element: Hyoton
    Skill: Ninjutsu
    Classification: Secret
    Requirement: Be Sayuri, or learn directly from Sayuri
    Parent Technique: Ice Talons
    Handseals: --
    Description: Channeling Hyoton chakra into her mouth, Sayuri causes ice to form along her front teeth and extend beyond them into wicked and sharp talons. She may choose upper or or lower jaw and any number of teeth on either. As these are made from Yuki Ice they have a hardness of A+ and may be used to clash against most weaponry without breaking.
    Drawbacks: If they are to break off suddenly without the jutsu being dismissed they will cause minor damage to any teeth they were attached to.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Thu Sep 10, 2020 2:18 pm

    Tamwyn would watch the entire show as Sayuri tortured her victims viciously. He had finished off the bandits that had been outside already. The archers lay dead, none of them managing to get off a single shot. Those that were trying to come out of the keep. At least via one of the inner forts walls, lay dead in piles of cracked and sizzling bone as his lightning still coursed through the remains. The yellow eyed man watched, transfixed by what he was seeing as his companion slowly watched her first victims life ebb from his eyes before carefully, oh so carefully, skinning the man's face as if it were some kind of macabre mask. Once she was done, she held the flimsy piece of skin in her hands before she moved to the next man in her clutches. Kneeling into his lap she slowly began to try to put the dead man's face over the living ones as a real mask. The man begging for her to stop and her gentle, sweet voice shushing him quietly before telling him that he needed this. That he shouldn't have defied her.

    After a few moments of her trying to get the mask to stick it would prove a fruitless effort due to the blood, sweat, and tears involved at the points of contact. In an angry hiss she cracked out the word silence as she crumpled up her sickening toy before shoving it into the man's mouth. Tamwyn himself would gag for a moment, his own euphoric high from his own assault fading in an instant at the sickening display. The man struggled, and Tamwyn was about to step in, but stopped himself before he even moved. These bandits were slated for execution, how they died didn't matter in the end. He might find her actions sickening and revolting to a severe degree but they were her actions to perform as she saw fit. He had no authority over her, whatsoever.

    Her scream would snap him out of his reverie, his yellow eyes snapping around for anyone who might have harmed his partner. This was of course before he realized it was a scream of rage and frustration. He couldn't see well from his angle, but he could hear just fine. She would begin to speak of how he didn't listen, how he should have listened. How now his soul was forfeit to her 'angel'. Then she began to tear his face apart with her teeth. For a brief moment Tamwyn would catch the glimpse of fangs, made of ice? That would make sense. She would tear into the man's flesh with her temporary fangs, each bite showing more and more of his skull. Chunks of flesh would fall from her mouth, his blood going into her throat. Tamwyn shuddered in revulsion, before she moaned in apparent carnal delight at the experience.

    Her moan would send a different shiver down his spine. He wasn't well versed in women, and he had precious little experience with them and as such his own hormones and his ability to 'control' his impulses. The moan that came from the blonde woman's lips set a reaction in him that made his body say 'want', while his mind shied away and his skin crawled at the display. He worked to fight down that impulsive desire, but he spent more effort fighting down his gorge at her actions before he managed to get the latter under control. Unfortunately, that was the only thing he got under control. His eyes fell onto her small form. The blonde hair, messy and matted with blood. Her clothing ruined and her entire body covered in the substance. Steam rose off her from the rapidly cooling substance and as she moved toward him he could swear his heart stopped.

    Both in terror, and desire. He wasn't afraid that she would kill him, no, he didn't think she was stupid enough to try that on a mission for the emporium, off it's grounds or no. However the idea that someone could take such pleasure from someone else's pain, someone else's torture. She was absolutely monstrous, and it was as clear as day. She was also beautiful, through the blood, through the insanity that held her mind. She was still stunning and his physical yearning to do something in reaction to that instinct shook him to the core. He wouldn't move a muscle beyond his breathing. Was he breathing more heavily than before? He couldn't tell, either way, he wouldn't try anything with this woman. She might kill him in her enjoyment if she reciprocated.

    As she strode up to him, she would look up at him, dragging a small, slender hand down her cheek and seeming to relish in the feel of the slick substance upon her form. He fought down the image of her reveling in running her hands over him like that. Fought down the image of her sinking those fangs into his throat for his agony. Her words brought him back to the stark reality of their situation. There were still enemies to kill in this fort. Three people stood in one of the keeps inner doors. A look of abject horror on their faces. They were stunned motionless at what they had witnessed. Tamwyn took a single deep breath, using it as a basis for calming himself. He wondered if it would look like he was controlling himself after his own slaughter to her or not. Wondered how she would see his actions. They still had work to do and she wanted more victims to kill. He hated to do it, hated to point her toward them. But what could he do?

    Putting a grin on his features he would nod his head toward the three, and probably more behind them, bandits in the doorway, two men and a woman. "Well luckily it seems there's plenty more. Would you like me to sit this one out so you can enjoy yourself princess?" He would ask, his tone polite, and cordial as it always was. In direct opposition to his hearts heavy pounding within his chest.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Fri Sep 11, 2020 7:49 am

    As Sayuri walked up to Tamwyn she would smile wickedly as she saw the look of mild surprise on his face. She was well versed in her own love of blood and torment, and of course Sero and Azrael’s as well, but to see it on someone that was so. . . nice. Well. It was just beautiful. She would continue gently stroking the side of her face as she listened to the blood covered man speak with an oddly cheerful grin on his face given the situation. The name ‘Princess’ struck an odd chord in her, and she would narrow her eyes for just a moment as she tried to separate the two voices she heard saying it. She would lower her frost covered eyes to Tamwyn’s feet and slowly raise them as she studied him, her eyes pausing noticeably at his hips before eventually making eye contact. Her head would tilt to the side as she held his gaze, a look of curiosity on her face as she moved her fingers to her lips and languidly licked the blood from them, a gentle sigh escaping her lips as she did.

    After what could have been an eternity, or only a few moments, she would lower her hand from her mouth and trail it down her neck to have it rest just over her heart. “Princess. . .” She would murmur as she looked up at Tamwyn, her gaze not quite focusing on him exactly, but almost through him as she looked as though she was remembering something. “I want you to help.” She would state plainly, it was not a question or a demand, just a simple statement of fact. She had a desire and she voiced it. Raising her hands to either side of her head she would gently grip the edges of Tamwyn’s boater hat and pull down as she grinned back at him finally. “I kept your hat safe. But it’s soaked in blood now. Sorry.” Her voice did not sound the least bit remorseful as she issued her apology, it had the same amount of shame in it that one would expect to hear from a streetwalker about her state of dress.

    Turning in the direction of bewildered, angry and sickened voices she moved off with a quick hand gesture to her guardians. The monstrosities followed her obediently, plodding along silently save for the dull thud of their rigid footsteps and the faint tinkling of sharp ice against itself. She was beside herself with delight as she saw three more treats all lined up and waiting for her. Like desserts laid out at a buffet, just waiting to be held in her hands and devoured. She would stop ten meters from them and issue a command to her guardians. “Hold them.” She was probably entirely too trusting of both her own creations and the protection that her current companion offered her, no armor or weapons to speak of. She had only a remarkably soiled white gown and an oversized boater hat, both pieces' original colours muddled beyond recognition with blood and gore. As her guardians went to work pinning down the three new toys she would turn her head to look back towards Tamwyn, a sly smile on her angelic and blood marred face. “Coming?”


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    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Fri Sep 11, 2020 10:44 am

    She seemed to pause at his words for a moment, although he wouldn't be able to tell why. Her eyes would narrow, and travel down before moving up his form, slowly. Her crystalline blue eyes would stop at his waist for a time before continuing to move up his form, eventually resting her eyes upon his. As she brought her gaze to his she would almost sensually lick the blood from her fingers, sighing in delight as she she did so and cause him to inhale sharply. His eyes would close for a moment before opening again. His piercing yellow eyes, like that of a predator, meeting her sapphire ones filled with insanity. Once the next epoch started, she lowered her hands from her lips, slowly trailing them down her her neck to rest over her heart before speaking a single word 'Princess'. It would seem that was the word that had given her pause and he tiled his own head in curiosity for a moment, and eyebrow raised in confusion. "No? Queen then?" He would ask, his curiosity, and his desire rising.

    She was doing this on purpose he knew. He could see it in her eyes, her slow, languid motions that were designed to drive him crazy once he had already gotten to this state. Clenching his hands he'd take a single step toward her, just one, before clenching his teeth and forcing down his own personal wants. Her gaze after that point would look almost through him, as if he were seeing someone else. Her words would echo through his mind 'I want you to help.' He knew what she meant. She didn't mean she wanted him to kill, she meant she wanted him to torture. To cause pain and misery. She wanted him to bring suffering to his targets for her enjoyment. Perhaps, perhaps if she got to enjoy herself, he would too? It was worth a shot, these people were going to die anyway. The moment they had been targeted for this mission. What did it matter if their suffering was prolonged or not? If he was in the right frame of mind, then he might have been able to answer that question.

    Her words, gentle, sweet words, that came from grinning lips stained ruby red with blood, would comment on his hat. To which he would motion downward, not unintentionally, toward his lower body which was covered in blood and gore of it's own. "Then it will match me when I take it back from you." He would say simply, his own grin on his features as his yellow predators eyes seemed to glow with an eerie brilliance. Within a moment a thousand little things would change at once in his demeanor. His posture, his bearing, the glint in his eyes, his center of gravity. It would all scream of a man intending to kill, intending to cause pain. She would turn toward the men and women who were destined to die and motion for her constructs of ice to move toward them. She would walk, stopping ten meters from the men and women, completely unprotected from them. While the constructs moved to restrain the three in the doorway, she would turn her head toward him as if to speak.

    That was when one of them struck. The woman pulled out a knife and flung it toward Sayuri, the end spinning end over end. It would've glinted if the sun had been out. The blonde girls features would be turned entirely toward Tamwyn, but she wouldn't see him there any longer. For before the word 'coming' had managed to come out of seraphic features he would be in front of her, the knife impacting tip first into his right shoulder. His body crackled with electricity and his hair stood on end. His companion would only be able to see his back at that point as the guardians of the girl finally reached their destination and did their work. The men and woman squirming to get out as they had been caught during their moment of shock at his sudden arrival. One moment, he'd been standing a good distance away. The next, he was in front of the blonde girl, acting as a shield. Tamwyn would turn toward his sapphire eyed companion, looking down at her before looking over at the knife sticking out of his shoulder. Then he would turn back to her before wordlessly reaching up to the knife, and removing it. It had to be high quality indeed to pierce his flesh while using his Lightning Release Armor. Then he would deposit the knife into Sayuri's hand, slowly, gently, wrapping each of her slender fingers around the hilt before bringing a single finger up to rest upon her chin. His blood soaked digits leaving the knife handle and, if her chin had even been bare, her chin, bloody. "Save that one for me, if you don't mind. I want her to hear what happens to her friends first." He would say before turning, his hair no longer standing on end but his eyes still very much glowing an angry yellow.

    Blood slowly poured from the wound on his shoulder, but it wouldn't be a lethal amount. He wasn't worried about that, right now he intended to hear their screams. Moving past the guardians and into the keep, he'd grab one of the non captive bandits and immediately use Transference. Immediately electricity arced through the man's body and he screamed as the arcs of lightning lanced off his body. It took a minute, but when Tamwyn was done the man was charred black, his skin was cracked and his eyes were destroyed, the fluids in them having been rapidly evaporated by the arcs of lightning. The man's screams as it happened echoed through the keep and Tamwyn dropped his smoking corpse before looking at six more and motioning them out into the courtyard. He wanted this to be easily visible. "Out, or I do a repeat performance, only slower." He would say simply, prompting them to shakily move outside.

    They would move past Sayuri if she was still standing there and wait in the courtyard, in plain view of all. Then Tamwyn would slowly stalk over to them, his eyes alight with power as electrical currents arced up and down his body. "Good, good, now scream..." He would say before simply using the Lightning Strike jutsu. It was a C rank technique, weak in comparison to his other techniques. But it would prolong their pain tremendously. The current would split off into six arcing bolts of electricity that hit each and every one of them. Their screams of pain would cry out, echoing across the keep as Tamwyn kept up the technique. Minutes, endless minutes for them went by as their screams reached entirely new definitions of pain. The six cries of agony echoed across the mountains, creating a never ending chorus of misery when they were forced to agonizingly stop for breath. Eventually, Tamwyn would stop and wait, letting them have a moment or two, breathing heavily, sweat, pouring down their faces as they groaned, cried, and begged.

    After a few moments Tamwyn would continue the technique, firing arcing currents of electricity into their system again, the bolts could be visibly seen coursing through their body as their screams continued. Eventually, something broke in them, their screams took on a new sound before one, through sheer madness induced pain, grabbed his knife and stabbed one of his comrades in the eye. His screams never ending as he did. Another would grasp their knife as well as would another. Soon all five remaining bandits would have their knives in their hands and they would begin stabbing into one another in pain induced madness before only one remained a bleeding, screaming mess on the ground. Tamwyn would let up on the jutsu then. The arcing bolts of electricity stopping as the woman who had won breathed the sweet breathes of relief. Her body spasmed once or twice before settling down. "Stand." Tamwyn would say, prompting her to slowly get to her feet, she stumbled once, and looked to him. He would simply motion toward the front of the keep. "You win, go, be free." He would say simply, his voice calm, cool, it was as if he was talking about the weather. Not freeing someone after he tortured her and her comrades until their killed each other.

    The woman would look at him with madness in her eyes and she would run, fleeing toward the exit as quickly as she could. She could do that, she could run from these monsters still. She stumbled, her legs spasming in pain still. Her body was covered in electrical burns, she was scarred, disfigured, and her clothes were half burned off. But she was free. Tamwyn however, picked up a knife from one of the corpses. Took careful aim, and threw it toward the woman. It spun, end over end in the air, as silent as death itself before thunking solidly into the woman's back, she would fall forward. Her breathing slowing as she began to crawl, moans of agony reaching them as she crawled for her freedom until the last moment before finally falling still. The pale haired, blood covered man would turn back toward Sayuri now, his piercing yellow eyes landing on her. Blood still came from his wound in the shoulder as he moved toward her before he was standing over her, towering over her. His breath coming out and crystallizing in the air due to the cold. He'd look down at her sapphire eyes before moving them toward the woman that had thrown the knife originally. The woman who he had told Sayuri to save for him. She looked at him in abject terror, shaking in her confines as she wept uncontrollable tears.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Fri Sep 11, 2020 4:50 pm

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    Sayuri’s eyes sparkled with delight as she saw Tamwyn take a step towards her. She could see his jaw clench and his hands curl into fists and she found the reaction thrilling. She had been driven into such a frenzied state that she was beyond fear, beyond sense. She was one small woman, armed only with the snow and ice against an entire fortress filled with murderers and cutthroats, and now she was pushing hard against the will of her only ally going in. It was a compulsion. Her deep and aching need to make the whole world suffer agonizing ecstasy along with her. She had no desire to die, but seeing how close she could get was electrifying. The look in her eyes was practically daring Tamwyn to approach her. Taking his invitation to look down at him again she would do so, a grin still on her lips as her eyes drank in the sight of him for just a moment more than was necessary. She clearly saw the change in him, most notably his eyes, there was danger and desire there and she wanted to see it grow. “Ice Queen” was all she would say as she turned from him towards her prey.

    She was, as always, completely defenseless. While she had lived her whole life in fear, she’d managed to cope by being invisible, and as a result she was not usually the target of attacks. Which was only a small part of why she didn’t see the knife. The larger part was not expecting it. It showed not only her distinct lack of a survival instinct but her inexperience when it came to combat as a whole. She missed two things in that moment; the knife flying straight towards her and the mysteriously disappearing Tamwyn. She could have sworn he was right there and now he just wasn't. She found he was suddenly in front of her, crackling with electricity and his hair wild and surging with lightning. At first she was very confused, she was aware that Tamwyn most likely had some ability or perhaps extensive training that allowed him to move that quickly. What she didn’t understand was why he had decided to stand in front of her.

    As he turned to face her she saw the reasoning behind his choice, and a darkness would fall over her eyes and mind as it dawned on her what had just occurred. He had taken a knife for her. He had not promised her any type of actual protection, merely his assistance once they reached the courtyard. And yet despite that he had stood in front of the blade meant to kill her. There was quite a lot of power in that gesture and her mind spun with all the ways in which she might use that power, not only in this moment in a dilapidated fortress in a forgotten ravine, but in the future with all those that she might encounter. Her eye focused his glowing yellow ones, checking for signs of fear or panic and seeing none she would turn her gaze to the knife embedded in his right shoulder. There was a glint in her eyes as she assessed what to do with the situation. A glint of hunger and desire, an intense and untamed want. Her hand would rise towards the deadly looking knife, bidden by unconscious thought, as she would attempt to place her hand on the blood that flowed from his wound as he pulled the knife free of his flesh.

    As Tamwyn took the blade and gently wrapped her fingers around it, she didn’t try to pull away, instead she allowed the touch and breathed out shakily as she felt the weight of the weapon in her hand. It was less contact than they’d had when they were flying over to their current location, and yet it felt more deeply intimate. She was holding the weapon that had just been inside Tamwyn’s shoulder and still had its blood along it’s edge, it was like holding a sacred item from some holy temple. She wouldn’t speak as his finger touched her chin, her eyes would keep locked on his and she would nod gently in understanding at his request for Sayuri to save the guard who had thrown the knife. Raising the knife to her mouth she would slowly and deliberately drag her tongue along its flat, savoring the taste of him mixed with the sharp tang of the metal. Whether he had intended to or not, Tamwyn had willingly handed her the gift that was his lifeblood and she wanted to appreciate it to the fullest.

    Her eyes would follow him as he moved indoors, only turning back to her toys as he stepped out of her view. With them securely held by her guardians she was free to do what she wished without fear of repercussion, at least from them. Looking down at the blade she held she would test its weight in her palm, she knew little of weaponry but she knew what she liked the feel of. And this she liked. An evil smile spread across her face as she stalked quietly towards the two men, stopping once she had reached the older looking of the two. His salt and pepper hair slick with sweat as he gave her that familiar look of defiance that all of her playthings started with. Wasting no time as her blood pulsed in time to the screams of agony coming from inside where Tamwyn had gone, she knelt down in front of the aged man and smiled sweetly at the woman who was meant to be last. “You’re going to help me.”, she would say with a delicate laugh, and then lower the blade to the man’s torso where she quickly removed his ramshackle armor and shirt. The blade was incredibly sharp and sliced easily through the linen and leather. Once she had the man’s upper body revealed she would gently trace the blade from the hollow of his neck down to his navel, cooing affectionately as she sank the tip of the knife in a couple of inches and dragged it back up. She used her other hand to peel back the man’s flesh as she went, her cheeks growing redder as she listened to the quartet of screams, the three in front of her and one faceless agonized yell from indoors. Satisfied with the relatively straight line she had made vertically along the man’s chest she would deliver two more quick slices horizontally at the top and bottom of the incision to allow her ease of entry to his organs. She could see the tears falling into the whiskers of the soon-to-be disemboweled man, and she would lean forward to lap them up with her tongue. They were not as exquisite as blood, but his tears of pain sent a shiver down her spine as the salt touched her mouth. She would watch in fascination as Tamwyn marched six people out into the courtyard, he was more suited to this game than she had suspected initially and it would pause her playing for a moment as she watched him begin.

    With the grace of an expert weaver she would turn her attention to the woman again while pushing her small hand into the man’s stomach, grabbing a handful of intestines and slowly pulling them out. No doubt he would expire long before his intestines had served their purpose, but there were always more toys to play with. The woman would look on in horror and then violently retch, her shock leaving her as reality set in, her body physically still trying to reject it. Humming eerily she would stand and pull the intestines to the second man, slowly wrapping them around his neck and once that was done she would make her way to the woman’s hand and leave the ends of her impromptu garotte in her trembling hand. Crouching down so that she could speak in her normal soft voice Sayuri would leave a heavy responsibility on the woman’s shoulders. “You are going to strangle him to death.” The woman would shake her head ‘no’ and moan and cry in terror, which Sayuri was expecting and so without a word she would turn and slice off the second man’s baby finger, picking up the severed digit and tossing it onto the woman’s lap. All three were screaming again and Sayuri would laugh wickedly as she watched Tamwyn continue his torture on his six people. It was delightful to watch, the way the electricity coursed through their bodies, it was almost magical.  

    Deciding her toys had rested enough, she would place the knife in her lap, perform six hand seals and touch her fingers to the open wound on the younger man’s hand where his pinky used to be. She could feel the ice travel from her into the man’s veins and she knew that it wouldn’t take long at all for it to reach all the way to his head. Not releasing her connection with him she would turn and bark at the woman. “I said you would help me. Now pull. Every second you waste sentences him to more torment.” She couldn’t have cared less if the woman killed the man or if she did, but she enjoyed mentally tormenting them almost as much as she loved their screams and rivers of blood. Her orders were immediately followed as the younger man screamed and tried to pull away, looking at his companion with a desperate plea in his eyes. The woman vomited and screamed, but she pulled as hard as her one bound hand was able. Satisfied that her three would follow her orders with her continued observation, she would turn to watch the spectacle that Tamwyn was putting on. She smiled with lust as she watched his victims dancing and screaming in a blaze of lightning, as he allowed them to try to kill each other and then finally when he let the final victim leave only to cut her down just as she thought she was safe. As Tamwyn’s yellow eyes landed on the Yuki again she would subtly tremble under his penetrating gaze. He looked feral and exquisite and she wanted to see him rage again and fill the fort with blood and death and lightning. She would gesture towards the woman at her side and offer the terrified thing to him “I saved her for you. As you asked.”

    Techniques Learned:
    Name: Brain Freeze
    Rank: B
    Cost: 10
    Upkeep: 5
    Range: Touch
    Speed: B
    Element: Hyoton
    Skill: Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Classification: Secret
    Requirement: Be Sayuri, or learn directly from Sayuri
    Parent Technique: N/A
    Handseals: Ram -> Hare -> Ox -> Dog -> Hare -> Dog
    Description: By placing her hand on an open and currently bleeding wound, Sayuri is able to channel her Hyoton chakra through her victim’s bloodstream. This is a slow and very painful process for the target as the blood will crystallize throughout the victim’s circulatory system. This causes intense pain and eventually numbness and cellular death near the affected areas. After continuous contact for 3 posts the ice will reach the victim’s brain causing an aneurysm as the vein walls burst from the pressure.
    Drawbacks: This jutsu places Sayuri in potential danger as continuous contact is required and if contact is broken the jutsu immediately ends. Meaning that she is most likely unable to defend herself while channeling her chakra, leaving her vulnerable. The number of posts that determine how long before the jutsu is considered ‘complete’ is dependent on the victim’s Constitution. If the victim’s Constitution is B-Rank it will take the stated 3 posts, and will add 1 additional post for each Rank above B, while removing 1 post for each Rank below.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sat Sep 12, 2020 12:25 am

    Her correction to the term 'Ice Queen' would cause his grin to become something more feral, and much less forced. "Very well, Ice Queen." He would say before the moment with the knife occurred. The interaction there was something intimate, something had been passed between them and he felt his desire go up another stage as her eyes met his and he slowly, ever so slowly, closed her fingers around the hilt of the knife. As he turned, he would catch the sight of her licking his blood off the knife and a shiver would go down his spine. Not one of repulsion, but of desire, his own lust turning him into something unrecognizable. The suffering he had caused to the men and women he dragged outside had kept him grinning the entire while, and insane look in his eyes as he slowly descended step by step toward something he never even knew he could become. The look on the woman's face as he told her that she had won, and that she could go free. It made him shiver with anticipation as she ran thinking that he was going to let her go only to discover that it was all a lie. Her pathetic attempts to crawl away as her life slowly flowed out of her. He had enjoyed watching it, and he had enjoyed doing it. He knew it was wrong to kill people this way. At least deep down, he'd remember his actions later, and retch at what he had done. But at this moment, it all seemed like the correct thing to do.

    Turning toward Sayuri as the woman he had asked her to save for him finished strangling one of the two other bandits with the intestines of another. Tamwyn would walk toward his blonde haired companion. He would stop inches from her, there was significantly less blood with his manner of execution, his manner of torture. Mainly because lightning simply didn't generate much of it. The screams though? The sheer agony? So very loud, so very exquisite. The sapphire eyed woman would gesture toward the woman, offering her to him as she spoke, speaking on how she had saved her for him and he needed his head. "Thank you." He would respond before looking to the terrified, maddened woman on the ground. Her tears were streaming down her features and Tamwyn gestured for her to stand. Shakily, she would do so, staying at him with wide eyes. She was terrified of him, he could see that. That sight should revolt him, but it didn't. Instead he spoke, calmly, as if noting a detail in an interesting piece of art. "My Ice Queen, would you freeze her to the ground for me, but not above the waist please?" He would ask, glancing at her with a raised eyebrow and a small dark smirk upon his features.

    Should she comply with his request he would stride over to the woman, moving slowly, stalking her as she screamed and cried. The pale haired man would arrive and place a finger on her lips. "Ssshhh, I'm not going to lie to you. This is going to hurt so much that'll hear your screams for miles." He would say before he took her by both arms and began to pull. Bracing against the ice and using his weight and leverage to aid in his efforts. The woman would scream in agony as he pulled her, against her will, she fought the pull but couldn't overcome his strength. His hair stood on end and lightning crackled in the air around him as he worked and her screams would get louder and louder, reaching increasingly higher pitches before finally, with an earthshakingly loud and sickening snap and tearing noise he ripped her spine in two. The abdominal muscles tore two and skin was ripped apart as he successfully tore the woman in two at the waist line. Her lower half still stuck in the ice as he held the upper half, entrails and blood pouring out of the open side onto the ground. He dropped the form and turned back toward Sayuri. For a bit there were no more bandits. More would certainly be coming, many more. He'd let them come to them though, let them see their handiwork.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Sat Sep 12, 2020 3:25 am

    Inside the small globes of yellow lightning that were Tamwyn’s eyes Sayuri could see the insanity taking over. The willingness to do more, push further than the polite man she had met outside of the Heavenly Emporium. It didn’t take much to push someone over the edge, everyone was always so close to it already that a gentle nudge would do. A sweet smile, a glance over the shoulder, a gift. She hadn’t met anyone yet that she could not see this in, the feral beast that waited just below the surface, begging to be uncaged and roam free. As her companion strode towards her, Sayuri would rise, releasing the now dead younger man and turn to face Tamwyn. With his hat still on her head she would be forced to lean her head back to peer into his eyes beyond the brim that hung in hers. She would look into his eyes and offer a soft smile, her eyes drawing away as she looked at his still bleeding wound in his shoulder. It looked magnificent, the clean line across his flesh that slowly dripped blood onto his chest and mingled with the rest of the blood that had covered him. She would stand transfixed as she thought she could see the different bloods as slightly different shades of crimson. As though just by looking at Tamwyn’s half naked body she could distinguish who had died where.

    His ‘Thank you’ would shake her from her reverie and her eyes would follow his to rest on the crying woman who had just murdered her friend. She had vomited many times now and there were melting spots around her where the snow would not stay frozen. It made her want to make the woman retch again, to see just how much she could melt the snow with the contents of her stomach. She reminded herself though that Tamwyn had laid claim to this one, and she would wait, her eyes bright with excitement to see what he had planned for her. She didn’t wait long as he called for his Ice Queen to assist him, she would grin like a demon as she rushed to fulfill his request. Kneeling beside the woman’s legs she would place her palms against her and focus her ice as she had been directed. Fortunately this type of chakra control was something that she had been practicing with Sero back in Kirigakure and she found it a reasonably simple matter to stop the creeping of ice at the woman’s midsection.

    Once she was finished she would return her gaze to Tamwyn, drawing her eyes up his blood soaked form again, and then moving to his side to watch his handiwork. All of the screams that had been heard in the ravine that day simply did not compare to the inspiring brilliance of this woman as Tamwyn tore her torso from her lower half. Sayuri was beside herself, her eyes filled with awe and desire as she watched the gruesome display. The exquisite tortured wailing was a beautiful melody on the wind, echoing endlessly against the ravine walls. He had been entirely truthful about the amount of pain he was going to inflict and she would growl softly with want as the crazed seraph tossed the woman’s mangled upper half to the side. Placing her hands against Tamwyn’s leg she would slowly rise, using his limb and then his waist to balance her as she moved. Her voice was filled with arousal as she spoke to him, “That was vicious and terrible and a thing of true beauty.” She would keep her eyes locked on his as her fingers would trail up his body, the same wild look of desire and fearlessness on her face.


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sat Sep 12, 2020 5:10 am

    She would practically leap to his request, kneeling before the woman and freezing her to the ground as he requested. Idly, as she worked he would tilt his head to the side. "Are you capable of doing that from a distance out of curiosity?" He asked, his tone mildly curious. As if he wasn't about to literally rip a woman in two and toss her upper half aside. Regardless of her answer he would do the deed, of rending the woman in half with his bare hands, pulling on her until the sickening snap and the sound of torn muscle and messily ravaged flesh could be heard. Sayuri would watch from her position, kneeling on the ground nearby, seeming to enjoy the choir of screams that came from a single throat. Once the deed was done, the blonde haired girl would place her hand on his leg before slowly rise, using him as balance. Her hand moved to his waist to continue the task and he would stiffen in pure desire before her eyes, her startling crystal blue eyes, locked onto his pure yellow ones and spoke. Her voice was intoxicating as she spoke, filled with arousal and desire of her own.

    Breathing in heavily, but not from the exertion of tearing the woman in two Tamwyn would meet those eyes, the look of desire and fearlessness told him all he could've wanted. She wanted him to desire her, wanted him to act on it. As these realizations hit him, one after another, he would bring his right hand up to cup her chin as he began to bend his head down to claim her lips with a kiss full of lust before the sound of a single man's footfalls came. He wouldn't even turn toward the sound as he raised his left arm up and as the man came around the corner with a knife Tamwyn would let loose a condensed blast of lightning that streaked through the air. It struck the man full in the chest and his suffering was loud and exquisite as his charred corpse fell to the ground. The knife he was holding was flung from his grip and in their direction. The pale haired man reached out and caught the blade. His head still inches from Sayuri's, his lips nigh more than a centimetre apart when he caught the knife by the hilt.

    "Thank you.." He would say, in response to her compliment, their lips almost brushing from the movement required to speak. "You know, everyone here thus far has bled, their ruby life blood decorating this fort and their exquisite cries accompanying the slaughter of their brethren. Everyone, except...you." He would say slowly, the last with a pause and once it was said his right hand would shift from her chin, to her throat. In one motion he would move to lift her up until she was eye level with him. His hungry eyes flashed as he took the knife and placed it at her right shoulder. In a mirror image to where he himself had been stabbed defending her. His eyes wouldn't move from hers as he slowly pushed it in, parting flesh and sinking into her inside. Should this succeed her own blood would flow from the wound. Not lethally, no, he wouldn't do that. He'd sink the knife in to the same approximate depth it had gone into him before taking it out. As he continued to hold her gaze, provided her eyes hadn't closed, he would bring the knife to his lips and run his tongue along the blade, tasting her blood before tossing the knife aside. Tossing the knife aside, he would press her against the wall, the sound of the blade hitting stone in the distance echoing around them. "Tell me what you want." His voice would come out, husky, barely controlled and his twin yellow eyes would be upon her still, having never moved an inch as he held her, stabbed her, and now pressed her against the wall.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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    Sayuri
    Sayuri

    Village : Kirigakure
    Posts : 286
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 19
    Location : The Bloody Mist

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Hyoton, Fuuton, Suiton, Ninjutsu, Iryojutsu
    Class: C
    Ryo: I take payment in blood

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    Post by Sayuri on Sat Sep 12, 2020 6:30 am

    His question about freezing people from a distance was met with a nod and a sly smile. “I can, but I do prefer touching them.” There was nothing more intimate that the feeling of someone’s agony, their torture. She adored it and she always sought to get closer, to feel the will leave her toys as she broke them. A person’s will was almost a tangible thing, it tingled and glowed and felt brittle in her hands. She could taste it in their tears, smell it as they voided themselves, heard it in their howls. The only frustrating part of it was how it didn’t last. It was something she craved, that moment just before breaking when the cracks in their determination started to show through, but she could never hold onto it. That fleeting ethereal moment always slipped through her fingers and into the abyss of the nightmares she created.

    Her desire was palpable as she stood with her hands on Tamwyn’s waist, staring into his golden eyes. The tension that had been created was thick and the air was heavy and still around them, silent save for the whisper of the snow as it floated to the ground and the heavy breaths from both of them. She could see that he desired her and it fueled her psychotic passion as she waited for him to give in to the seed of madness she had planted. She didn’t move as his hand came up and cupped her chin, only letting out a small gasp as his hand touched her and he began lowering his lips to hers. She heard a man’s footfalls off to her right and for a moment she wasn’t sure that Tamwyn had heard it until she saw out of the corner of her eye the blast of lightning that came from his outstretched arm. He never turned his gaze from her and she rewarded him with a wicked smile as his latest victim shrieked in anguish and then fell with a hollow thud to the snow covered ground. Her eyes would flick to the blade that Tamwyn had caught, based on where he had caught it, she saw he had saved her from not one, but two near deaths that day.

    Taking her eyes off the sharp looking knife she would return her gaze to his intense stare, listening with rising excitement to his words. His description of the events thus far was captivating, her breath coming shakily the longer he spoke. She wanted more blood, more screams of pain. She simply wanted. Her mind screamed with it, with madness and passion. Impulse And as his last word echoed quietly in the stillness she would inhale sharply, her mind reeling with a red haze of desire. Her hands would come up and hold onto his wrist as he lifted her into the air by her throat, a lust filled smile on her face as she kept her eyes on his. Her bright sapphire eyes grew wide as she saw him raise the knife to her shoulder, and then she lost her grasp on reality. The world exploded into a million sparkling shards of hardened light as he pushed the razor sharp knife agonizingly slowly into her flesh. Her ruby red lips would part and emit a deep moan as the pain seared through her whole being, starting at the cold tip of the dagger and sending waves of pleasure washing over her whole body. She would writhe suspended above the ground by his hand, still staring into his eyes as she climaxed forcefully. The pain was a catalyst for her darkest desires and she would cry out wantonly as he removed the invasive bit of metal from her and tasted her on it, as she had with him. Her hands still holding his wrist she would gasp again as she felt the rough stone of the wall against her back, his gaze making her feel like the prey she so often tormented, her voice was soft and trembling and full of desire as she answered him. “I want you.”


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    Cloudy With a Chance of Murder (Sayuri) (M Rated) 4FXMrWP

    The Ice Queen:
    Character Name: Sayuri Yuki
    Spendable Experience: 120
    Total Experience: 1220
    Renown: 0
    Ryo: 235,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: D
    • Stamina: B+
    • Speed: D
    • Coordination: D
    • Intelligence: C
    • Perception: C

    Tamwyn
    Tamwyn
    Genin

    Posts : 335
    Join date : 2018-10-18
    Age : 28

    Character File
    Skills & Elements: Lightning, Ninjutsu, Taijutsu
    Class: B
    Ryo: 400,000

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    Post by Tamwyn on Sat Sep 12, 2020 7:01 am

    The lustful smile upon her features as he held her up by her throat with a single hand, her breathing was shaky and growing shakier the longer he had spoken and he could see the lust and madness clear as do in her sapphire eyes as she looked upon his yellow ones. Her hands would find his wrist, an instinctive reaction to being held by the throat. Her eyes grew as he raised the blade to her shoulder and as the sharp metal parted flesh her intoxicating red lips would part in a deep moan that threatened to throw him over the edge of the cliff called restraint. She writhed in his grip as she went into a state of ecstasy as she climaxed, and when he removed the knife her cry would echo down the corridor. The scene was from a nightmare itself for any witnesses, a man, and woman, both nearly bestial in their lust as bodies were strewn around them upon the floor. Snow fell around them, an after effect of her very presence in the area and as she met his eyes. Her voice soft, and trembling as she told him that she wanted him. At that moment all restraint was to the wolves and without missing a beat the pale haired man reached up with his left hand and moved to tear her dress off of her from the neckline down. It was a ruined mass of cloth and blood anyway at this point and it was in the way.

    Provided that was successful he would proceed to reach down with the same hand he'd tear his own combat pants off with a few rips and jerks before kicking them aside. At that point he'd be standing there, holding her against the wall entirely naked, his body half covered in blood. His yellow eyes hungrily looking into her sapphire ones before roaming over her now exposed body. It too was covered in blood but neither cared. It didn't matter, all that did at that precise moment was their lust and desire. Stepping closer, his arm still holding her by the throat he'd move to claim her lips in a furious kiss, the blood on their lips mixing should the action succeed. He would at the same time move to begin guiding her leg around his waist, intent on getting her to wrap both around him to hold herself up to free his other arm. He wouldn't part his lips from hers to tell her though, his mind too much a haze of red and deep desire. As this continued he would begin to hear the sound of footfalls coming, men and women finally arriving to stop the attackers. Breaking the kiss long enough to grin viciously at the blonde he would speak. "Freeze them, make sure they can watch." He would order, intent on giving these mongrels a show before killing them. His heart pounded in his chest during all of this and his intent to have this woman was at the forefront of his mind. The mission could wait, the slaughter could wait, she had gotten hers, now it was his turn, and if she got hers again in the process, all the better.


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    Character Name: Tamwyn
    Spendable Experience: 4,415
    Total Experience: 6,895
    Renown: 3,250
    Ryo: 980,000
    Stats:

    • Strength: C
    • Constitution: A
    • Stamina: A+
    • Speed: B
    • Coordination: B
    • Intelligence: A
    • Perception: A


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