Swirling Waves

Raphael would be laying in the grass outside, under the shade of a large apple tree, near a magnificent looking water fountain within the Uzumaki garden of the clan district. They were the best apples in the village, of course they were probably the only apples in the village. Raphael couldn't be for sure, considering he never bothered to look during his time walking around the village, but he didn't remember any other apple trees at least. Today was his lazy day, or at least it was suppose to be. Since his promotion to both Jounin and more recently Clan leader, everything was starting to be a drag on him. Even now he was suppose to be at some desk, doing something, but when no one was looking he was able to sneak away.

He left his armor inside, he knows that according to Kiri's rules he was suppose to wear it as a Jounin, but it was rather uncomfortable and he much preferred comfortability whenever he could get it. He would toss an apple into the air before catching it and propping himself up on one elbow as he took a bite. "There has got to be something fun to do today," he spoke aloud to himself as he contemplated what he could do other than work.

Raika stops just outside of the walls of the Uzumaki Clan area, staring up at the doors above her, with the Uzumaki symbol centrally placed in the center between the two doors, though it was attached to the left-hand door and simply overlapped the right-hand door. She'd learned only recently that Sero, the leader of the Nightmare Brigade, was the clan leader for two clans, as he was a blood relative of both. She thought back to her own half-brother, whom she had killed when he had betrayed Kirigakure, and she had eaten most of his dead body herself. All that was left of Akira was his bones and the clothing he'd had when she'd found him in that old abandoned shack that had actually once been her parents' home. Her mother had been the Uzumaki clan member that her father had eloped with, she remembered.

She reaches out a hand to the doors without thinking, and now she catches herself as the door seems to open at the barest touch, though the wind didn't seem to move it at all. Raika doesn't believe in fate or destiny, but she couldn't think of many ways to explain how that had just happened. Regardless, she pushes the door wider and sees some blonde man lazing about on the grounds of the garden that welcomed visitors and clan members alike to the Uzumaki Clan compound. Raika nearly scoffs when she sees him laying like that under the shade of the apple tree and watching the clouds, and she wonders internally to herself for a moment if the Uzumaki was training ninja or sentimentalists.

She approaches him along the cobble pathway, her tattered red corset-like top exposing her midriff as well as the entire middle of her chest with the corset strings loose and unused. What might have once been black pants that were now shorn at the upper thigh, black leggings or stockings that were more holes than fabric to cover for her legs. Her black cloak was somewhat intact at least, though it was heavily fraying at the bottom. At least her forearms, the back of her hands, and her shins were protected by boiled leather armor. Raika brushes the fingers of her right hand through her long, black hair while her gold-colored eyes stared half-lidded and bored at the man who was propped up on his elbow. Her left arm wasn't much for the job, being completely covered in white wrappings. She stops in front of him, her left hand on her thigh.

"Is the Uzumaki clan leader here?"

The sound of the gate to the compound opening would draw his attention to it, the sound wasn't loud but considering the relative quietness of the area even the slight squeak of the metal hinges could be heard from where he was. The sight he was met with was less than impressive, a woman that looked to be not much younger than he was, but her clothes were all torn and tattered. His first thought was that she was one of the village's urchins coming in to ask for a hand out. It wasn't uncommon for such an occurrence, considering how generous they were known to be. The Uzumaki we're not rich by any means, however they helped out where they could. Often time they would offer the people a warm bath, clean clothes, even offering them a room if they needed it, or spare Ryo for future meals, in truth Raphael was surprised it didn't happen more often. Taking another bite out of the apple as he watched her, not moving from how he was positioned on the ground as she approached him.

Though he had not noticed it when she first entered, as she drew closer he could see the leather of the armor she wore mixed in with the rest of what little clothing she had on. So his initial thought of her being an urchin was obviously wrong, urchins usually couldn't afford armor, which begged the question what was she doing here. His inner question almost answered when the woman spoke, but open up more questions for the male. The top of which was why a woman he didn't know was looking for him, but he wouldn't speak his thoughts just yet. Instead he continued to simply stare at the woman as he took another bite of the apple. His one sapphire blue eye and one emerald green eye, scanning her as if sizing her up as he did so. After a few seconds, he would let out a sigh as he laid back on his back and looked up at the apple tree. "Can't say that I've seen him," Raphael would say blandly, his tone carrying a slight hint of disinterest mixed with annoyance. Though in no way would sound rude, simply false ignorance. "Why would you want to see that old wind bag anyways? I heard he could be a real ass, when he wants to be."

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Analyzing Raika (1/4)

Raika scoffs when the stranger states that he hasn't seen the Uzumaki clan leader, and she crosses her arms indignantly when he questions her about seeing the man whom he referred to as an old windbag. The clan leader wouldn't even show his face to the rest of the clan and he allowed this disrespect in his own clan's compound? Maybe he's not deserving of his leadership position. Not that Raika would say that right away, she didn't know who this other man was, only that he was probably an Uzumaki, considering he was in their compound.

"I want to see him because I'm an Uzumaki."

That would likely be quite a surprise for the other person, as she didn't have the typical red hair of most Uzumaki, nor did she have their bright blue eyes. But if he tried to sense her chakra, he might feel an impressive sea of it in her, but also that it felt more like a beast or a wild animal than a human. She continues to glare down at him, then figures he might need more than just a statement and a claim of her birthright, so she gives him a quick summary of her history; she'd been told this by the councilwoman that had raised her, so she might as well find out if it's true.

"Kandira Uzumaki ran away with Hayazuka Ryuutei when she was 23, despite being married to Yozoku Uzumaki. The child of Kandira Uzumaki and Yozoku Uzumaki deserted Kirigakure some time later when he felt pressured to become a genin, being of pure Uzumaki heritage."

Her grin is less of a smile and more like she's baring her teeth at the memory of the genin deserter she'd killed as she continues to stare down at the Uzumaki in front of her.

"I, Raika Ryuutei, the child of the late Kandira Uzumaki and Hayazuka Ryuutei, killed him and ate him on charges of desertion."

Raphael's eyebrow would raise at the woman's statement of being an Uzumaki, having grown up in the compound he knew just about everyone. They came in many shapes and sizes, but he had never seen one that looked close to her, from her appearance right down to her attitude screamed everything that was the opposite of himself and other Uzumaki he had met. He wouldn't say anything to her statement, he simply continued to stare as he took another bite of the apple. He was no fool, but he could not see anything that pointed to this woman being an Uzumaki, so he simply waited.

As she began her story of the runaway Uzumaki mother, Raphael would try to place the name she said. It wasn't until she mentioned the child deserting the village that it would click, he remembered being a small child not much older that seven or eight. A man had been making a lot of noise about his wife leaving him, of course at the time Raphael didn't know the man or understand what was going on, but eventually the man's shouts would stop and Raphael's father took him home. The Uzumaki deserter however, was much more recent. Just two years ago, around the time he had been promoted to Chuunin, he had come home and there was a large group gathered in the meeting house. Talks of war, for the death of one of their own. A grieving father begging the council at the time to avenge the death of his son, to bring the full might of the clan down upon them. Of course, this never happened. Unfortunately for the father, as a deserter, the boy's death was sanctioned by the Triumvirate and so the clans hands were tied. This of course didn't sit well with many of the Uzumaki, and tensions between them and the Ryuutei had only increased in the years since.

To hear this woman blatantly say she was not only from the Ryuutei but the one who had killed the desert, was a shock. When she mentioned eating him however Raphael was about to take another bite of the apple and her words gave him pause. He had heard of the animalistic nature of the Ryuutei, how they were more beast than human, but to eat someone, that was something he could never dream of. He wasn't sure if he believed her story or not, sure she looked like she could handle herself in a fight, but to take down an Uzumaki even an untrained one takes skills. No matter how good a hunter the Ryuutei are know for, tracking and taking down were two different concepts in his mind. Placing the apple down on the ground rather than finishing it, his stomach no longer in the mood for food, Raphael would place his hands behind his head and let out a small sigh. "You know, you must be pretty brave or just really stupid, to just walk in here spouting nonsense like that." He would pause as he lifts his legs and then thrusts them forward lifting himself off the ground and landing on his feet, he looked at the woman eye to eye as he continued to size her up.

"Claiming to be an Uzumaki and then saying you are the Ryuutei that killed one of our own, those are dangerous words. What would you do if we simply arrested you for murder of our clansmen? Sentence you to death?" His voice would not be threatening, in fact just a hint of sarcasm mixed with slight joy would be heard in his tone. He was trying to push her buttons, make her angry if needed, as he wanted to see her abilities for himself. If this woman claimed to be the one who killed an Uzumaki, then she had to have some skills, and it had been far to long since he had a good sparring match. In truth he wanted to see what she could actually do, whether he believed her words or not did not matter at the moment, as he was going to put them to the test if he could. She may have killed that kid fresh out of the academy, but he wondered how she would fair against an Uzumaki who was more adept at fighting.

Raika notices that he pauses in eating near the end her telling the short summary of her past, and she decides not to tell him that the Ryuutei clan had also considered both her father and her mother to be deserters themselves, since Hayazuka's coupling with Kandira Uzumaki hadn't been sanctioned by the Ryuutei, and so the animalistic clan had sanctioned an assassination on both of them and, originally, their child. Much less that when they later had gone to the rundown shack they'd turned into their home, that they'd found five-year-old Raika herself feeding on their corpses to survive.

Her bored expression doesn't leave her face when he claims that she's speaking nonsense, her mouth returning from that snarl back to a more normal sneer, and though her next sentence is the same even tone, the words would likely be rather shocking, at least as harsh as her explanation of who she is.

"We have his bones in the Ryuutei. I had part of one of his arm bones turned into my soup spoon."

She shrugs at the statement, as though it doesn't really matter much to her whether or not he believed her. Raika also doesn't seem phased by his threat of revenge, and she doesn't have to tilt her head very high to look him in the eye, since he's only two inches taller than her when he's standing.

"If you try it, the Ryuutei will simply suggest to the other clans and the Triumvirate that the Uzumaki initiated an unsanctioned murder of one of their own kin. I'd be dead, and I'd take down the rest of my own clan with me. Besides..."

Raika pauses a bit for dramatic effect, tilting her head and giving him a facial expression that would seem to imply that he's an idiot for suggesting it.

"By killing me and sentencing me to murder, the Uzumaki clan would be guilty of conspiring to murder one of their own kin."

She shrugs, almost entirely brushing off his aggression like he's beneath her, the irony being that she's talking directly to the Uzumaki clan leader already.

"In any case, I didn't come here to be ogled by one of my own kin. I'm here to talk to the clan head. Is he in the building there?"

Raika points across the garden to the administrative building directly across the garden from the entrance gate as she asks this question, mostly ignoring the other Uzumaki, but deftly opening her nostrils to catch his scent. Something about him was odd, he sounded a bit like he was speaking on behalf of the Uzumaki clan, and that was usually something clan heads did, not rank-and-file Uzumaki clan members, but he had referred to the leader as an old windbag, and that didn't describe this stranger.

Though on the outside his facial expressions wouldn't change, on the inside he slightly shivered at her mention of using bones as eat utensils. The mere thought of it made him want to throw up a little bit, but he would maintain his analyzing glare on the woman as she responded to his questions. A smile cracking on his face as she spoke of the Ryuutei's retaliation to her death, it was strange considering, but was she so important to her clan that they would? was the first question that would pop into his mind at her words, not that either of his questions held any merit. He knew all too well the triumvirate wouldn't allow such things to happen, and the last thing he needed was for the princesses to send that Cult, of so called peacekeepers that call themselves nightmares, after his clan over a death of one that had happened before the council named him the clan leader.

The more he listened the more his smile grew, he was sure if she was an Uzumaki or not but one thing was plain to him. She was arrogant like an Uzumaki, she seemed to be a confident about herself as he was of himself. A fact that made him think that today wasn't going to be completely boring after all, his smile falling quickly when he gets accused of ogling her. "Oi! I have done no such thing, I do not ogle women." He stated despite the fact that he knew it was a lie, so he would quickly add, "and if I did your not much to look at, so there's no reason to ogle." Mentally he would stick his tongue out at her, but on the outside he would maintain the shock of being accused of ogling her. As she points to the administration building Raphael would move in front of where she was pointing, shaking his hands and arms. "Oh, no, no, no. He isn't in today..." He would pause for a second as he quickly tried to come up with an excuse, "there was um. This thing happened and he got called away. Probably best to wait for another day." He would end with a nervous chuckle as he put one hand behind his head, his only thought being keeping the woman away from the building so that the staff didn't give away his little game.

"Say, all that stuff earlier was just a joke, I was merely trying to pull your leg. You look like you can handle yourself in a fight, and if you are an Uzumaki like you say. Then maybe there is a way to prove it, I was thinking of finding a sparring partner for some training. You spar with me and I will put in a word with the windbag, I mean leader. Ok? What do you say?"

Not far from where the pair stood, on the other side of the tree would be a small cobblestone bridge that passed over a small stream. Following the cobblestone path from the bridge would be a small training area, which if Raika agreed to spar, Raphael would lead her to. It wouldn't be much of a walk to it, and could be seen once on the other side of the large apple tree. Four pillars at each corner of a large flat metal like surface, in truth it was Adamantine sealed with Fuuinjutsu. It did not hold the effects of the chains, but was reinforced to prevent it's destruction during training of such powerful techniques.

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Analyzing Raika (3/4)

Raika considers it interesting that her eating from her half-brother's bones furnished less of a visible reaction from the Uzumaki than her insinuation that he had been ogling her body. She doesn't really care that he was ogling her, moreso that he seems to care quite a lot about her insinuation that he was ogling her. He similarly has quite a reaction to her suggestion that she would simply go up to the clan leader himself. Her eyes narrow as she considers such a reaction and hears his somewhat halting excuse. His halting reason for the clan head not being in today didn't sound entirely truthful, but Raika didn't really know anything about the reason behind the deception; it could have just been that he didn't actually know why the clan head wasn't in that day, or that he knew and couldn't tell her. Neither one was a big deal for her, so she simply lets it go.

"Ugh. What a waste of time... I won't be here tomorrow and I'll be gone for a week after this."

Then the Uzumaki suggests that what he'd said earlier had only been a joke, and Raika has to reason through that a little herself. For him to suggest that she would be put on trial and killed as a simple jest, perhaps there were fewer differences between the Uzumaki and the Ryuutei than she'd thought. In any case, she hears him out on the suggestion that they train together. Although she doesn't know any Uzumaki techniques and hadn't grown up within their clan, she considers the potential to at least see what an Uzumaki can do, not realizing that the person she's speaking with is the clan head himself.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a white pillar standing high up and pointing straight to the sky, and she turns her head to look at the strange sculpture to see that there are actually four of them, at each corner of a large white square set only a couple feet above the ground. She points at it with her right hand to draw attention to it.

"Very well. I might as well see what the Uzumaki clan can do in training before I request to learn, and I wouldn't mind that good word being given on my behalf. Let's do this spar there; blood looks better when it's splashed over white."

Not waiting for his response, she begins walking over that cobblestone bridge, hopping straight up onto the white metallic top before moving closer to the far end of it and turning back to face the center, standing with her legs shoulder-width apart and her hands on her hips, 5 meters from the edge closest to her and 45 meters from the other end of the square, equidistant training area while she waits for the Uzumaki to get into position.

"By the by... you didn't actually tell me your name, even though I told you mine."

"Wonderful," would be Raphael's only words as he moved to follow Raika to the training area, he comment of blood not going unnoticed. He wondered if the rumors about the Ryuutei were true, that they lost themselves to their animal side, like the beasts they were. If they were true, then even if the woman held Uzumaki blood, he wouldn't be able to help her. To much aggression wasn't a good thing, often times the need to think and approach a situation calmly was needed. It the stories about the Ryuutei's lust for blood was true, and the woman lost control of herself. Well then he would be left with no choice but to chain her, though only to subdue her if absolutely necessary. In truth he doubted such extremes would be needed considering his assumption of her, she was sure to give him a challenge, but he did not view her as a threat.

Raphael would take his time slowly crossing the bridge before climbing the steps of the small arena like training grounds the Uzumaki district held. The whole time he did so, Raphael's eyes would be watching Raika, as he finished sizing her up. She was obviously the aggressor in a fight, it would be the smartest option to allow her to make the first move and him react. He wasn't much for going all out in an attack, he preferred the strong defense approach. As such once in position he would crack his neck and stretch his back by tossing his arms behind him and puffing his chest slightly, causing a few pops to happen as he did. When Raika asked his name he considered telling her, but he knew too well that even something as small as his name carried the weight of his accomplishments. If she knew his name, and she was anywhere near competent, she would be able to put two and two together to figure out he was the clan leader. Raphael wasn't personally willing to risk the chance that his game would be ruined, so he simply smiles back at the woman's words.

"I'll tell you what. For every hit you land on me I will answer a question of yours, so if you want to know my name you will have to hit me first." Raphael stated as he took his defensive stance of the body of the bear, a style that focuses on the fortification against attacks. He wasn't sure how strong the woman was or how fast she was, so a strong defense might be necessary just in case she was able to land a hit on him. His feet firmly planted on the ground shoulder length apart, standing so that his body was near sideways to the woman with one hand in front of him and one hand across his chest. The look in his eyes almost daring the woman to attack him.

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Analyzing Raika Complete (4/4) 1 Precog
Body of the Bear Stance

Raika narrows her eyes as he mentions that he's only going to answer her questions if she lands a hit on him, so she figures she might as well go with her most commonly used technique, one that she mostly uses to start off the fight and finish it as quickly as possible, but before she does so, she reaches into the hip pouch directly behind her back with her left hand while the Uzumaki takes on a strange stance in front of her. It wasn't a fighting style she'd ever seen before, but that didn't mean much; she'd trained almost entirely among the Ryuutei for most of her life, and Azrael wasn't the physical type, so he wouldn't likely know much about this type of combat either. She pulls her closed fist back out of her hip pouch while she brings her right hand up to her own fangs, using the sharp animal-like teeth to rip open the skin and leave herself bleeding.

The other ninja was likely to know what was about to happen, but she wonders if he's quick enough in that stance to stop her from what she's doing. She slams her palm to the ground suddenly, and black markings appear in a circular pattern in front of her as she calls forth her usual partner from the Golden Plains, a blue-furred lion with a mane that appears like fire around his head. He might even be able to see the blue mane through the summoning cloud, but he likely wouldn't be able to see her throw the small smoke pellet through the cloud, trying to roll it under his feet while she takes on the stance of the Brute Fist, left foot ahead and the right foot back with her left arm pushed forwards as well. Unlike the usual form, however, her hands were open, fingers curled into a claw formation as her nails extend outwards, forming six inch blades while her right hand forms half of the Tiger seal. Raika focuses chakra along her legs and to the bottom of her feet, likely giving the stranger an idea of what she's trying.

Rokuro during this time is already charging his own chakra until the smoke bomb explodes, filling 10 cubic meters with smoke from where it's landed, and the lion uses that distraction to blast blue flames from its mouth at where the other ninja had been standing when the smoke bomb had gone off, a fireball erupting out to try and catch him in a surprising hot fireball. Raika however, waits until the fireball either hits or moves through the smoke cloud before she rushes forwards at intense speed, covering that distance in only a second as she uses the scent she'd picked out from earlier to track his movements, using her outstretched claw in front of her to try and catch him rather than try to rely on her admittedly less than stellar coordination to try and hit him with her dagger-like claws, strengthened and hardened by chakra to make their cutting edge deadly sharp.

OOC:

Raika CP: 171/185
Rokuro CP: 105/110

Stats during attack:
Strength: D (D++)
Constitution: D
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D (B)
Coordination: D
Intelligence: D
Perception: C (C++)

Summon used:

Spoiler:

Techniques used:

Spoiler:

Maintaining his stance, Raphael watched as the woman lifted her hand to her mouth. He was smart enough to know what she was about to do, if she thought she could make this a two on one fight she would be mistaken. While she was in the process of summoning, the hand at his chest would form the half tiger seal. Manipulating the water from the nearby stream he created a clone of himself from the water, which would quickly join him on the stage. By the time the smoke bomb would go off the clone was already forming the tiger hand seal, while Raphael had formed his own string of four hand seals. Both men releasing their respective jutsu at nearly the same moment, while the clone release a bubbly foam that spread across the arena at a rapid pace Raphael release a large bullet of water from his mouth aimed at where he saw the lion appear. With the smoke covering them though he couldn't see what they were doing on the other side, but his water bullet would meet the fireball head on and extinguish the hazardous flames.

With the field covered in the bubbly foam from his clone, if Raika dashed forward she would find traction hard to find. All Raphael would do is simply side step as she slides past him, the clone would take up position at Raphael's back with its eyes on the lion that was now behind him. Raphael still in the same stance as the beginning, would raise a single finger on his forward hand waging it back and forth. "Ah, ah, ah. You didn't think it would be that easy now did you?" Raphael would make no move to attack, continuing his defensive stance as he waited for her next move, interested even in how she would react with the the stage now slippery.

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1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra 235
Body of the Bear Stance -0.5
Water Clone -23.5
Water bullet -5
Remaining: 206

Clone Chakra: 23.5
Wild bubble wave -5
Remaining: 18.5

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

Raphael's Techniques:

Clones Technique:

Raika growls low in her throat as she finds her feet sliding through the bubbly water, and she has to focus more on where her feet are in order to stop herself from falling over on the surface. Instead, she drops to all fours, dragging her claws along the
Adamantite surface in order to find some better traction over all four limbs. Now she's back to her clan's more typical Feral Nature stance, and though the smoke makes things hard to see, she doesn't need sight for what she's doing. Raika avoids the one that smells more like the river with its somewhat-off smell, focusing instead on the familiar scent she'd caught for him. If he saw her through the smoke, he'd see her mouth bared, exposing her fangs, though her eyes were mostly unfocused; all of her senses were focused on her balance and her sense of smell.

Flowing chakra into her right hand and her claws, she thinks back to how the lions that her clan summoned could bat down enemies that matched their size or even larger by striking them with their paws at full force, focusing much of their muscle on a single swing that could tear away a prey animal's entire limb or even snap their neck with a single move. Focusing on imitating that powerful strike, she replicates the lion's powerful swipe at the real Uzumaki with her claw, strength focused into the swipe at his knees to either try to catch him and latch on or to trip him up on his own lubricated surface. While she couldn't take a limb off with her own level of strength, she could at least cause a great deal of harm and even use his own methods against him; after all, if she had trouble keeping balanced on four legs, he might have even more trouble on only two.

All around the smoke cloud is a flash of blue as her lion circles around the cloud, stalking its prey and sniffing out for an opponent before it catches a whiff of something that doesn't match the rest of the surroundings, and it takes a hard swipe itself, though not quite as strong as Raika's own swipe; Rokuro was built for using ninjutsu, after all, not for attacking. Still, it was barreling down on the water clone directly, pouncing at him to try and use its weight to shove it to the ground and start chewing.

OOC: Lion's Swipe 150/150

Raika CP: 165/185
Rokuro CP: 105/110

Stats during attack:
Strength: D (D+)
Constitution: D (E++)
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D
Coordination: D (C)
Intelligence: D
Perception: C (C++)

Jutsu used:

Spoiler:

Utilizing Adaptive Fighter UA: +1 tier Coordination, - to Strength, Speed, Constitution (-5 CP)

Raphael would watch as Raika dropped to her hands and knees, it seemed to give her better control over her movement which was unfortunate. His clone however did not wait for the lion to make a move, quickly forming the snake seal it unleashed a torrent of water at the beast. Raphael may not want to hurt the woman, but a summon was another matter, considering what he knew of summons even if he hurt them, they could simply return to their world and heal, so he didn't worry about potentially killing the lion in the attack. As Raika moved to swipe at his shin, Raphael would trigger the Counter of the Ram technique lifting his leg up before dropping his shin down onto her hand. Given his lack of trying to hurt her, this would only be minorly painful if it was to connect, even then she would have technically succeeded in hitting him as was the requirement he had given her even if she wasn't capable of breaking his skin in that spot. He would let out a soft, "Damn," as he places a hand on the top of her head using it to flip himself to the other side of her so that Raika would be in between him and his clone.

Unlike his clone, Raphael would be trying to conserve his chakra so that he could fully test Raika's ability, whereas the clone was merely trying to keep the lion at bay and considering it seemed to be a fire lion water is the obvious choice for such encounters. A smile would be on Raphael's face as he landed a few feet away from where Raika was, the planting of his feet precise so that he did not have to worry about slipping and falling from his own jutsu. "Well done, I was not expecting that, however as agreed I shall tell you, my name." His feet would slowly slide out returning to his starting position of the bear stance, "you can call me Raphael, Raphael Uzumaki"

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1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra: 206
Body of the Bear: -0.5
Counter of the Ram: -3
Remaining: 202.5

Clone Chakra: 18.5
EWCW -10
Remaining: 8.5

Stats:
Strength: D
Constitution: C++ (B++) for counter of the Ram only
Stamina: B++
Speed: D
Coordination: C
Intelligence: B
Perception: D

Raphael's Technique:

Clone's Technique:

There's a huge rush of water followed by a roar, and Raika has a feeling that her lion summon is no longer helping her with this fight. The water, of course, blows out a large amount of the smoke, which is somewhat unfortunate for Raika as she's no longer the one with somewhat of an advantage with her scenting abilities.

Raika growls as her hand is caught under the stranger's shin, but he seems to consider that a hit; after all, she did make contact with him in some fashion, although not one that Raika would have preferred. He was awfully tricky with her, and that made things more difficult as she had to come up with some different methods of getting to him and pinning him down. And none of that was made easy by the slippery top of the training area. She dislikes doing all this combat on less-than-solid ground, but she has little choice in the matter.

She grunts wordlessly as he places a hand on top of her head and pushes off to get himself off of her and flips over to stand askance of her, so that she's between both him and his water clone now. Raika is about to try a different attack when he tells her that his name is Raphael Uzumaki, and she stops for a moment in her attack, considering the name. It had been the name she'd been told to ask for at the Uzumaki clan compound, but that didn't precisely mean that he was the clan head; they could just have the same name.

"Raphael Uzumaki, clan head of the Uzumaki clan?"

Despite her animalistic fighting style, she clearly still had her wits about her. She pushes up off the ground to a standing position once more, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes at him for his deception.

"Your assessment is right, the clan head of the Uzumaki can be a real ass sometimes."

Though her words were harsh again, the tone was even-tempered, without a hint of outright anger. Through where the smoke had been blown away by the water, it was quite clear that Rokuro had, in fact, been sent back to the Golden Plains where he came from by that technique. Clearly, Raphael was certainly strong enough to lead the Uzumaki.

"Still, there is no better person to learn from about the clan I am part of by birth."

When Raika asked if he was the clan head of the Uzumaki, a smirk would form on Raphael's face. That would be another question, one that he could make her earn. However, his smirk quickly faded as she stood and crossed her arms, it would seem his game was over, and she now realized who he was. Raphael letting out a soft sigh at Raika's words about him being an ass. "Well I did try to warn you, didn't I? I believe I also called myself a Windbag as well, and well I do like the sound of my own voice." He would reply with a shrug and a cocky smile across his face, it didn't bother him what others thought about him, as he talked about himself too. He was an ass, a self-important, and very good looking ass, but still an ass, and he was just fine with that. Behind where Raika stood, the clone of Raphael would revert back to the water that it was created from in a soft splash against the adamantine floor of the training area.

Raphael let out a sigh and looked up into the dark clouds that had covered the sky above the village, "I suppose now you don't want to continue my little game, do you?" He would ask in an almost non emotional voice, though a hint of disappointment would be evident at the thought of no longer being able to have a little fun with the questions she asked. He would of course not mind talking and answering the questions she had, but it was a lot more fun to have the challenge to her, but that was mostly because he liked to play silly games like that. Looking to Raika with a wide smile on his face, Raphael would place his hands behind his back. "There is just one more thing that needs to be confirmed before we talk about the clan too much." His green and blue eyes still scanning the woman, she had shown what he could tell from her appearance. The fact that she was an aggressive fighter was obviously her animal nature of the Ryuutei, but with the exception of the woman's arrogance he had not seen her Uzumaki side.

"We have a medical wing here, we will just need to run a few tests on your blood." While what he said was true that they had a medical wing, he was not actually going to test her blood, he would simply wait for Hayami to bring him the report from the sensors. He was more hoping that given an option of continuing his game, or a blood test, she would choose the game as it was more fun for him. The choice however was of course hers and if she chose the test then he would simply start walking towards the administration building, but if she chose to continue to the game, then he would return to his body of the bear stance, with a smug smile on his face.

Raika frowns at the suggestion that they would need to test her blood, especially considering she'd just told him the names of the Uzumaki that had been most important and most easily corroborated, but she supposed that it made sense... However, he sounded quite unhappy that their "little game" was over, and if Raika was being honest, she had rather enjoyed trying to hit him as well. She silently considers the options, using one foot to kick at the water that had been used to make the training floor slippery. That had been a nasty trick and would have probably made her slip off the training field had she not changed stance to the Ryuutei clan's all-fours fighting style for better traction.

"You know, most might consider it inappropriate to spar with the clan leader himself, without actually being accepted by the rest of the Uzumaki clan..."

Then she turns to look at him again and drops back down to all fours, claws shifting out of her fingers now that she's pretty close to him instead of being so far away, as she lets him get back into his previous stance.

"I've never been too big on ceremony."

She's already channeling chakra all along her arms and legs, as well as along her claws again as she ensures they're back to full sharpness before recalling how the lions of the Golden Plains tend to leap up at great speed and quickness in order to trap their prey and bring it down regardless of their size by using their full strength and the full weight of the their body to bring it to the ground and rip it apart before it can get back up and either fight or flee. Her muscles tense all along her hips, thighs, and calves, even along her feet to her toes to increase the tension, then even along her arms from her shoulders to her biceps and triceps, her forearms and the small muscles in her hands to get that full power she's looking for.

With a great leap, she pounces in a direct path to Raphael, her claws fully extended and reaching out wide to try and catch him with her claws, using the force of the leap and her body weight to try and bring him down to the ground, though she likely wouldn't actually try to maul him like a lion.

OOC: WC: 150/150 Bestial Pounce

Jutsu used:

Spoiler:

Stats:
Strength: D (E++)
Constitution: D (E++)
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D (B)
Coordination: D
Intelligence: D
Perception: C (C++)

Switching from Coordination +1 tier to Speed +1 tier: 5 CP

CP: 158/185

His smile would grow wider at Raika's words, watching her drop back to the position she was in when she had swiped at his shin before. He was expecting her to make another attack for his lower legs, as he dropped into his body of the bear Stance. His chakra already flowing through his body to boost his physical coordination, he knew he would need to be adaptive in his fighting her. He was trying to conserve chakra, but having already seen how fast she could be, he wasn't taking any chances. If she took another swipe at him, at least he would be able to dodge it.  

Considering he was hoping the slippery ground may trip her up, he knew if he moved less there would be less chance of him succumbing to the same misfortune he was hoping for her, so simple body movements were the obvious choice for him. Of course if she were to some how drive him to the other half of the arena where his clones jutsu had activated to wash away her summon, then this slipperiness would no longer be a problem. The powerful jutsu the clone used acting like a rinse to half the soapy bubbles that had covered the arena, leaving it half slippery and half simply wet from water. As long as he kept her on this half though he would have the advantage, or at least he thought.

Seconds after they both dropped into their stance, Raika would surprise Raphael. Rather than trying to get at him by moving across the ground, she was leaping at him at a rapid speed. His eyes couldn't keep up with her, but his body would react out of natural survival instincts from his years of training. His foot flying into the air in an attempt to catch her head with his foot and shove her down to the ground before she could reach him. The fact that he could not track her however meant that he was flying blind and there was the chance that he could very well miss her. The worse out come in his mind was him not reacting fast enough that she was already past his foot, in which case he would likely be kicking her in the gut. While he was not striking hard, he had been trying to not actually hit her, merely deflect and dodge.

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1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra: 202.5
Body of the Bear: -0.5
Adaptive Fighter UA: -5 (Coord boosted)
Rising Defense Kick: -1
Ending: 196

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

Techniques:

Raika is barely paying attention to her opponent's movements; her goal was to close the distance, and since the ground was too slippery to be safe, her best bet is to instead come at Raphael at a higher speed in an airborne strike. She barely even sees the kick until it's right in her face, but her claws are already moving; it's time to see if his strength or her coordination is greater in this spar. She focuses chakra along her claws to make them even better at cutting as she lets her feral nature and the Ryuutei's harsh training take over, focusing the movement of her body at speeds and with determination that her perception can't keep up; her claws are a blur for even her as she swings her right claw to her left to swipe at the leg and pull herself up and over it instead of trying to take it head-on, trying to hook into the pants leg or his flesh in order to anchor herself to him.

Her next actions are working entirely on reflex, and she doesn't even have time to recognize that she's fully imitating a lion's hunting strategy now; Raika's other arm follows right after the first, but this one is aimed at his chest in a harsh swipe across his shirt, attempting to hook her claws into that fabric as well and, should she catch him there, allow her to further anchor herself to him, which would likely make it difficult for him to escape her third and final strike. Using one or the other anchoring claws would allow her to bring herself directly into him, and she would likely be able to get her fangs close enough to his neck that he would be able to feel her breath. Should she ever get to that point, she would gain control of her feral nature enough to not actually bite him, as that would actually be potentially deadly; she would instead release him at that point in their spar and simply use the speed she'd built up with the pounce to shove him to the ground.

That was, of course, only if those strikes landed. The foot pointed at her face had been a surprise, but her body's movements were incredibly quick and agile like a cat's, so it would be quite difficult to know whose were faster.

OOC: 200/200 Zebra Chaser Barrage

Jutsu used:

Spoiler:

Stats
Strength: D (E++)
Constitution: D (E++)
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D
Coordination: D (B)
Intelligence: D
Perception: C (C++)

Switching back from +1 tier Speed to +1 tier Coordination: -5CP

CP: 144/185

As he felt his foot connect his initial plan had been to force his foot down, effectively knocking her attack away. What he had not planned on was how adaptive the feral woman actually was, as soon as his foot connected she began swiping at his leg. He didn't have time to stop her, the pain of her claws digging into his flesh but he would not cry out. As he felt her grab onto his leg as if she was pulling herself up, he would do the first thing that came to his mind. Shake the cat off his leg, increasing the flow of chakra to his legs.

Raphael would lift his leg in an arc so that he was doing the splits with the leg Raika had grab raised to a full one hundred and eighty degrees from the ground, before bringing it down hard in hopes of flinging the cat woman off of his legs. Of course, him flinging her would be determined by how strong her grip on his leg was, and whether or not she let go before he brought his foot back down. However, considering the speed that his body was moving off pure instinct, at the moment his eyes couldn't keep up. He was truly fighting blind at this point and simply hoping for the best.

Whether he had managed to fling her or not, she would have gotten a couple of swipes at his leg. The wounds from her claws ripping into him, would begin to smoke as his wound would heal as though it was never there. The only evidence of the attack being the rips and small blood stains on his pants, one of the traits of the Uzumaki working to keep him from losing too much blood.

If he flung her, Raphael would look down to his pants leg before looking to Raika with a false anger as he says, "Well, that's not very nice." The sarcasm would be evident in his tone, and he would quickly smile returning to his starting stance in case she attacked again before adding. "You get a question for every one of your strikes to my leg."

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OoC:

1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra: 196
Body of the Bear: -0.5
Uzumaki Healing: -10
Rising Scissor Kick: -1
Ending: 184.5

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

Techniques:

Raika feels some level of pride when she manages to hook her claws into his leg, but then her pride turns to shock as the leg is lifted straight upwards. She hadn't really expected that, but she hung on hard at first, digging her claws into his skin from the fear response. Unfortunately, what obviously follows is a hard kick to the ground, and despite Raika's claws, her grip strength isn't quite powerful enough to keep herself connected to his leg. That might be a good thing, however, since being thrown off of his leg would have been better than being slammed on the ground directly. She flies off of him, tearing away the lower half of his pants leg completely with her claws as they slip out of the wound channels her claws had made in his skin. Still in her all-fours stance, Raika grips firmly to the floor by using all four limbs to keep from sliding all the way off the platform of the training area.

She winces a bit at having hurt the clan head, but when she looks at him again, he seems to have a bloodied leg, but no serious damage remaining. This was quite curious for her, and she's not sure what to make of it; she'd definitely felt her claws sink into his flesh, so she wasn't sure how he'd healed so quickly. Raika thought to herself that maybe it was something the Uzumaki learned or something they had the power to do, and she felt she wanted to learn about this aspect of the clan herself as well.

"Hmph. It doesn't have to be nice, it just has to be effective."

Still, Raika doesn't attack him again right away. For one, she doesn't really want to risk getting thrown around like that again; it hadn't been pleasant, and it had certainly gotten her dander up. But also she now has been given the chance to ask another question and get an answer, so she thinks for a moment before she gets a somewhat devilish idea, even though she knows it's not an entirely fair question to ask in the middle of the spar.

"What are all the secrets of the Uzumaki clan?"

Raphael's mix matched eyes were careful to never leave the woman, even though she wasn't attacking, yet. The fact that she was still on her hands and feet, not to mention the fact of how fast she was capable of moving. The male knew he could not take chances with this woman, but he couldn't say he wasn't having fun. If she was a little stronger, it might even be more of a challenge. That thought alone, would put a smile on his face. Her words of it not having to be nice but effective, however would cause the male to actually let out a chuckle. He couldn't disagree, in a fight the goal isn't to be nice to your opponent, it's to take them out before they took you out. As she asked about the secrets of the Uzumaki, the look of amusement would vanish from his face, replaced by a look of seriousness.

There would be a silence after Raika's question, Raphael's blue and green eyes staring at the woman's eyes as though he was trying to peer into the woman's soul at her question. After several seconds, possibly minutes, considering Raphael wasn't good at keeping track of time. The smile would return to his face, the man would lift his right hand with a single finger raised. "Ah, ah, ah." Raphael would move his fingers back and forth as he had done to the woman earlier when she had first tried to hit him. "You're question requires more answers then you get." The smile remaining on his face as he returned to his body of the bear stance, the leg Raika had nearly mawed but now completely healed.

"I will give you this much, yes you are not mistaken. You're claws did tear into my leg, but you see. Us Uzumaki's don't go down so easily, we are often tougher than one might think. If you are truly Uzumaki, surely you have noticed the fact that your wounds don't tend to last long? With proper focus we can accelerate the healing process even faster, which is why my leg now bares no wound."

Raphael would let his words sink in a little, giving Raika time to respond to what he just to her. However, he would eventually speak up again, "that is one of our secrets, now you still must earn the rest." His stance firmly planted once more, Raphael would wait for Raika to make her next move.

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1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra: 184.5
Body of the Bear: -0.5
Ending: 184

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

Raika frowns a bit when it seems like Raphael's face turns serious and he seems to be about to completely renege on their deal of answering a question for each hit she landed, and just as she's about to stand up and call the spar over, he finally gives her a response that her question would result in multiple answers, so it was not allowed. She figured that would be an implied part of the deal they'd struck, that she would only get one answer for her question for each hit landed, but Raika thought she should at least try it out to see if it would work. So she wasn't likely to get the information she was looking for too quickly that way.

The remark that she had been able to recover more quickly than most of her peers did ring true. She'd broken her arm once and it had healed faster than one of the other unnamed children, but she had assumed, as the other villagers likely had, that she had simply broken it in a way that was lucky and allowed it to heal a bit faster than normal. She knew now that it was due to the Uzumaki's traits.

Raika then grunts and stands up on her own two feet, changing her stance to that of the Arhat Fist. She needed to try and switch up her style of combat at this point; while the Feral Nature of her clan was great for quick movements, she thought she might have some better luck with a style her clan wasn't so famous for. Of course, instead of fists, her hands were still in that claw-like position; it wouldn't do to end up with her claws digging into her own hands, and her claws were still sharpened and enhanced by her chakra. She approaches Raphael once more in this stance, but she doesn't wait for him to get the first hit in; she pulls her right arm up, leaning forwards to hopefully make Raphael think that she's going for a palm thrust right at his chest. Instead, she drops her center of gravity and bends her legs, now ramming her palm directly upwards with her palm aiming for his jaw. Thankfully, her claws were pulled back, and it seemed like she was more focused on just landing the hit rather than actually causing damage to him at this point.

OOC: 150/150 Shattering Palm

Jutsu used:

Spoiler:

CP: 137/185

Stats:
Strength: D (C++)
Constitution: D (E++)
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D (E++)
Coordination: D (C)
Intelligence: D
Perception: C (C++)

Seeing the woman take on the Arhat fist stance, was surprising to say the least. The fact that she had branched out into more than a singular fighting style, shows that she had an aptitude for fighting. He didn't know more than rumors about the Ryuutei, but all of the rumors said that they were merely animals in human form. Seeing this woman taking on a different stance however, seemed to go against all of those rumors in Raphael's mind. Of course, he would not have much time to ponder these thoughts, as Raika seemed to waste little time moving towards him. Unlike with her previous fighting style, Raphael knew this style well. He practiced it on multiple occasions, so when he saw her go to strike. His initial thought told him it was a palm thrust, but as he readied himself to dodge the strike, Raika would surprise him once again. She dropped low and went to strike with an uppercut, his only thought at that point was 'She's good'. Raphael would not move from where he was, but Raika would find that her hand did not reach its mark. Instead, she would feel as if someone was gripping her wrist preventing it from moving and her from finishing her strike, as the smile on Raphael's face grew wider. "Ah, ah, ah." The man would say again, tutting his finger back and forth in front of her.

If Raika were to look to her wrist, she would see that it was wrapped in what looked to be a strong metal chain, and while it was not squeezing her wrist hard enough to hurt her, it did seem to prevent her from moving the arm. If she searched for where the chain originated from, she would see that it seemed to come from his back as if it was a machine attached to him. Raphael would then stand up fully from his fighting stance, looking into Raika's eyes with the same smile he had when his chain caught her. He would go to move away, and it would be in this moment that Raika would be able to see that there was no machine on his back and the chain was in fact coming from Raphael himself. He would not worry about turning his back to her, as long as she was chained, she would feel as though all of her energy had been drained from her, as if she did not have an ounce of chakra left to fight with. "When I met you earlier, I thought you were no more than just an animal. Then as the fight began you showed me just how much of a beast you could be, however you have shown that you are far more than the beast I gave you credit for being." His words were spoken calmly, as though the pair were having a conversation over tea, but he held nothing back in his assessment of her from his thoughts. "You have proven yourself to be a capable fighter, and if I am being honest with you. This is the most fun I have had during training since I have become the leader of this clan. Everyone else seems to be too held up on ceremony, as it were." He continued talking he would look back over his shoulder at the woman, "since you are not big on ceremonies as you say. I would like you to spar with me more often, I believe it would be a lot of fun for me." He would pause for a few seconds, before adding, "I could also help you improve your own skills as well, of course."

As Raphael moved away from her, the chain would extend from his back so that he was not dragging her. Though she was bound to him, she was not bound to where she was, and was free to move as she pleased. Raphael would walk all the way to the far side of the training area, to the side that his clone had washed away the bubbles from the ground, motioning to Raika once he was over there to come to that side as well. If she humored him then once she had joined him on the other side of the training area, he would activate the same technique that his clone had with the half snake hand seal. Releasing a powerful wave of water to wash the other side of the arena clean of the slippery bubbles. Raphael would then take up position towards the center of the ring and release the chain on Raika's arm as he took up his own Arhat Fist stance, "Now, I will consider what I just showed you as a Freebie for how well you have been doing. If you still want to know more, and possibly improve yourself more. Then show me what you got." The whole time Raphael would be smiling as he spoke and took his position, this was truly the most fun he has had in a very long time.

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1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra: 184
Attacking Chains: -15
Arhat Fist: -1
Ending: 168

Stats:
Strength: D++
Constitution: D++
Stamina: B++
Speed: E++
Coordination: B
Intelligence: B
Perception: D

Tech Used:

Raika grunts as her arm is caught in midair, but she's surprised when it's not actually his hand that had caught her strike, but some form of midnight-black chain that had extended from Raphael's back. Her eyes go wide then in surprise and wonder, thinking at first that he had some kind of small machine on his back, since that's where the chain came from, but she felt herself being drained. She considered trying a kick, but she wasn't sure if she would be able to follow it up with anything and the retaliation would likely be impossible for her to avoid. Besides, he seemed more interested in talking, so she dropped the Arhat Fist stance as he also dropped his own stance and moves away from her, proving that it wasn't just some machine that had her trapped. She can also feel her chakra slowly being pulled from her body, so she stops resisting the chain completely, hoping to lessen the draining effect. In the back of her mind, she wonders if this might be one of the Uzumaki's secrets.

She listens intently to his assessment, and though she doesn't feel a particular need to fight with her wrist chained, she does feel herself wanting to growl as he mentions that he thought of her being no better than a beast, before she's sated again when he refines the statement by saying that his initial thoughts about her were incorrect. Raika feels even more validated as he admits that their sparring was fun, and though she rarely thought much of the word, she had to admit that the sparring with him had been enjoyable as well. She was nothing if not frank, at least, and she had to be frank with herself. Still, she considers asking what she should get in return for amusing him as she follows him to the opposite side of the arena before the training area is washed clean of that annoying soapy and slippery coating, but he answers that as well, letting her know that he would be helping her to improve her skills too. Which, if she was honest, was her whole point in coming to the Uzumaki compound to seek out the clan leader, anyways.

Raika grunts as her wrist is freed from the chain, and she feels her chakra rush back in a crashing wave, and she can feel the full depth of her own chakra and know that she has a lot of power left to keep going in this spar, and she watches him take on the same stance that she had earlier; the Arhat Fist. She knew it far less than Raphael did, it seemed, as his stance was perfect; but that meant that now was a good opportunity to take on an opposing stance, one that might give her something similar to an edge in the coming spar as she takes her place directly opposite him, and then moves into a bottom heavy stance, with her legs slightly bent and turned inward while her ankles were a little less than shoulder width apart. One arm moves to her waist, fingers curled in a claw and her other hand just outside of his reach in front of her own body.

"Maybe when I've learned how to form my own Uzumaki chains, you'll show me how to stop someone in their tracks like that..."

There's only the barest hint of a smile as she gets herself situated in a style she'd only ever seen a few times, but which she'd considered useless until now; she'd perhaps relied on the Ryuutei clan too much, and now it was time to try and branch out further.

OOC: 100/100 Spring Chant

Jutsu used:

Spoiler:

Stats:
Strength: D (E++)
Constitution: D (E++)
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D (E++)
Coordination: D (B)
Intelligence: D
Perception: C (C++)

CP: 137/185

Raphael would watch as Raika shifted into another fighting stance, yet another one he was familiar with, however he was curious as to what she could do with it. She had proven to be rather adaptable so far, of course he had not really taken much action against her either. He had been playing the defense allowing her to get close, allowing her to try to hit him, but he had not really been fighting back. Now he would test just how good she was, he had considered using Arhat Fist to show her where she could improve, but as she spoke about the chains a smile formed on his face.

"I can show you, a lot more than that, little Raika." As he spoke his chakra would begin to surround his fists as well as his feet, Adamantine Chains forming around his fists, wrists, and arms, as well as his feet and legs. The Chains weren't large, and were so tightly wound that they looked like they could be the same type wrapping a normal fighter would have, except they were black instead of white and they increased the strength of his strikes as well as his coordination. His feet would slide into a position similar to when he had been standing in the Body of the Bear stance, except his knees were bent further and he would move around almost bouncing on the balls of his feet. This was the unique fighting style that only an Uzumaki was capable of using, and as of yet he was the only one that had mastered it. Raphael wondered how she would approach a style such as this, however that thought would quickly leave his mind as he decided he would change tactics. Just as he was originally going to do with Arhat Fist, he decided to attack her, though it wasn't to show her where she could improve like it was going to be with the previous style. Considering she didn't know this style there would be no way for her to improve with it, yet. But as a shinobi she would often be thrown into situations that she was not always prepared for and so this would make for a good test for her.

Facing her with his body sideways to her, his right hand would shoot forward towards her as a chain launched from his hand, the chain would move fast and quickly wrap around her. Once the chain had her Raphael simply pulled her towards him, she wasn't that far away from him to begin with, but now she was being pulled towards him at such a rapid pace even the short distance was sure to disorientate her slightly. As soon as she got close he would move to deliver a punch straight to her face with his left hand, stopping a few inches away from her Raphael would smile and give Raika a small wink. "Do you see now that there is so much for you to learn?" The chain would disappear as soon as she had been pulled to him, and after the wink Raphael would move his fist away from her face and stand up straighter as he backed away from her without taking his eyes off of her. "There are many skills the Uzumaki have in our Arsenal, however our chains are our greatest and most versatile tools. There are many uses, some I have already mastered some I have yet to learn, but if you are truly an Uzumaki. Then in time you shall learn these secrets as well."

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1 Precog Available

Starting Chakra: 168
Chained Fist Style: -5
Get Over Here: -5
Ending: 158

Strength: D++
Constitution: D++
Stamina: B++
Speed: E++
Coordination: B++
Intelligence: B
Perception: D

Techs Learned and Used: