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The Ice Rises [ No Kill/Inv ]

Post by Burittsu on Sat Jan 27, 2018 11:10 pm

Another beautiful day in the light he was above ground and that is all that he could have asked for and sooner or later he would walk and stand next to the proud shinobi he seen around him. All unique with various skills and probably a different way of thinking unlike anyone else he has seen well due to the fact that he never left the village it would be hard for him to understand the difference of power between these shinobi and others. Far or less it didn’t matter to him one
bit he was out to get stronger and learn from anyone he could get his hands on but further less he had himself to train and lean on. Even despite being so young he could only relax and train that's what brought him out as the light of the sun danced across the sky he focused himself on the detail of nature and the creatures that lived in it.

Sitting upon a tree branch he only began to wonder if he would eventually get up and go around and meet new people where would he even start off with or with who everyone was either off on their own or just stronger and on another level that it would take for himself to reach. Nothing was impossible but everything would indeed take a matter of time to do and with that was he truly alone in the world or was it that he needed someone to just give him that push.

“Mhmm.”

It had been so long since he actually thought about what his life would bring if it would mean joy or depression but one thing he knew that was a fact was that he now needed to stand on his own two feet. Ready to fight the hardship of life and overcome any challenge that stood in his way but that couldn’t have been all he was different from the others that he knew but one day maybe if he tried hard enough he would be the one sitting in the seat of the Kage looking down upon the village and inspiring them to grow in his image a way all would benefit from as the training would increase and the weak would simply be sent back to the academy and forced to train over and over again.

"One Day."

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Re: The Ice Rises [ No Kill/Inv ]

Post by Kutari on Sun Feb 11, 2018 3:59 am

Kutari found himself in quite a bind that day. Unsure if he regretted his actions up to the encounter, or glad he found someone to possibly aid him in his training. It came off to be a more unusual day, as the sun was visible. Somehow piercing the mist in an admirable attempt to blaze brilliantly high above. Indicating the time to be around noon during this incident. Though maybe the mist was lighter than typical that day, enough for the sun to be seen. However this event in no way stopped Kutari from stopping his daily task. He would recall his actions prior to this sudden instance. The weather being similar to the now.

A bit of sun would fail to hide him away from training. Having been forced to train for years, it became nothing more than fun at a certain point. Gaining more power and seeing the results of your training was exhilarating. Even more being able to best others in combat and see the efforts of your opponent at an all out clash. For this reason. Kutari could never stop training. He wanted to fight stronger foes and experience different types of battles.

His training would have no scheduled time. Typically happening whenever the boy was in the mood and had time. The idea of improvement always being on his mind however. Understanding the fact he was also an insomniac who had consist broken sleep intervals, he had a strong training profile. The issue however was his interaction with people. Training being a sacred act in his opinion, he didn’t find the appeal of training with others. Or more so never fully had a chance to experience it. His past consisting of only fighting others, never training together or working for a common goal. If anything, this common goal being another day to live. Which inhabited training, possible meals, and more survival. For this reason, he found success in training in isolated areas. Where little human life could be found. Ideally none all together. Otherwise it being a disturbance that may go several ways. The Land of Water offered a plethora of islands scattered throughout the ocean. Traveling to them would be a simple task if you knew the correct way methods. Or at least what Kutari deemed correct. Surely one of the smaller and seemingly mundane islands wouldn’t be a place someone inhabited, correct?

He was of course, wrong.

Today he was focusing on his physical capabilities. Making sure to be able to predict and react to others in time for combat. Alongside providing a physical might to his attacks. Kutari cared little for his injuries or what was to come of his body, healing always being an option in time. Instead, his determination and headstrong attitude would drive him through most to any task. If he needed it that is. For this reason, he set up an elaborate training scenario in his vicinity to test his reactions. Bringing multiple tools and weapons to be catapulted to a specific point from multiple directions. Intended to be shot at high speed and therefore create a devastating injury with its blades. He wished he could have some jutsus shot at him as well, though for now this would have to do. Sadly.

Kutari would stand at the point in which these traps would be launched towards. Creating these traps with no preexisting pattern behind them, intended to attack as any humanoid would with similar weapons. This wouldn’t be training if he knew how to escape with a calculated method. No, to truly test the senses and wits one must hone that calculated tactism in realistic situations. Who was to say he wouldn’t be surrounded from every angle? This would be Kutari’s training to prepare for such a situation. Better to be prepared.

The training lasted quite some hours, followed with numerous cuts and bruises. The sweat fusing with the cuts to cause a burning sensation. His bones and muscles feeling weak and challenged. Kutari loved the feeling. There were few greater expression of power and might in his eyes. Having mastered at the time his reactive training and ability to evade his opponents weapons, he had shifted to strength training. Of course including the speed of his punches. Though his plans to train his strength wasn’t as elaborate. More so punching and kicking mother nature itself in the form of trees. Though Kutari had that sort of twisted humor about him. He wouldn’t mind burning down the forest in the case of a battle, but he actually enjoyed this training environment. Having worked for hours now, he was making his way across the island due to his strength and speed training. Working on his sudden attacks before being able to move, and combating multiple opponents. Focusing on the amount of damage he could pull off to multiple individuals in a short amount of time. Optimizing in time and power. It was a great experience until noticing the tree he kicked housed some extra space out of the corner of his eye.

It didn’t take long until he noticed an actual person being within this particular tree. It was an unexpected occurrence that proved to shock the boy, mainly due to his presence. Why was he even on this island? Just simply enjoying the scenery? This situation he in no way was sure would have a positive impact for him in the future. Though Kutari was unsure if the unknown individual would be unfazed by this sudden attack on the tree. Not only was his training showing improvements, but Kutari had been gaining speed from tree to tree as he stroked them. Delivering more for his impact and force to the next target. If this person was unaware of the situation at hand and became unbalanced, surely he would begin to tip over. Especially due to striking the tree from behind the boy. The sudden shaking of the tree would be a problem. Though Kutari wouldn’t help the boy falling, he instead stood up tall and escaped his combative formation. Instead watching this potentially descending boy.

This would be an odd encounter for sure. Striking the tree of a boy currently residing in it. Not only that, but Kutari managed to ditch the upper portion of his clothing as the reactive training began. A shirtless tree striker would be a weird nickname to be recognized by. The wavy brown haired boy would be in a bit of a dilemma. Wondering if this child could gain head trauma from this. Maybe he’ll leave him there then. No need to catch a case over a random tree dweller. He didn’t need the heat. His yellow cat like eyes would watch with interest, to see what happens. Hoping to see some sort of spectacular acrobatic stance. Maybe he was a Shinobi.

The golden skin toned boy would wait for the boys actions to take place. Prepared for any sudden hostile movements if need be. He could be perceived as an enemy. Though as long as the situation remained non combative, Kutari would ask the same question once the action took place. In a dark, deathly tone. His richly tenor voice giving way. Eyes relaxed yet perplexed. Somewhat disappointed at finding another person on the island and annoyed.

What are you doing on this island.

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Re: The Ice Rises [ No Kill/Inv ]

Post by Burittsu on Mon Apr 02, 2018 1:46 pm

A fierce and most powerful strike did knock on his concentration pretty hard causing him to stumble and eventually fall off the branch landing on the ground. He himself was tired but it seemed a new presence had made his way to him with his back on the ground it seemed showing off skills or how swiftly he could have caught himself for now he decided to play dull and just be his usual self. He was simply another unique person with probably more power than Burittsu had to boast about but this was a opportunity just like any other time to meet a new comrade, enemy, or whatever this would turn into looking upon his skin and eyes he stood out and that was something that he needed around his side. Someone else who would stand out and not be a bore like the others he was soon asked a question one that required him to reveal his interest in being on this island.

“Training obviously. Mostly here to think and process my thoughts.. My turn what are you doing here?”

Simply asking this question it seemed that the man was obviously training but he did seem annoyed the look on his face told Burittsu everything he needed to know but if the man did not feel like answering the question it would not phase him. Placing his hand over his face it seemed he began to think again how he actually made contact with someone else. He could only smile as he stuck his hand to the man in a sign of help getting on his feet since he was the one that knocked him off his perch. He could only wait but if he did get help he would only assume that man was also not one to just blindly attack people for no apparent reason meaning that for now he could be trusted. But in turn who would say Burittsu was the type of guy to gain trust from others if things had a falling out the battle would indeed be something he wouldn’t want to get it caught in.

“Mhmm you indeed seem to be unique in your own way huh? Mind telling me about yourself and in turn I’ll do the same.”

It was indeed odd to be asking a stranger such questions but he did need to know a little bit of information at least the way the world was in motion. At any moment a ally or enemy could be made due to this he would rather have a partner or comrade by his side instead of a enemy one to help him grow. Allowing him to become a better and exceptional shinobi in the future maybe even reach his dream of being the Mizukage of the village giving new leadership and a change to the whole village. He began to think about it for a while before the words slipped through his lips entering the atmosphere between the two young ones.

“Maybe it’s just a dream.”

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Re: The Ice Rises [ No Kill/Inv ]

Post by Kutari on Sat Apr 07, 2018 1:23 pm

Kutari would watch the boy before him, once in a tree on this environmentally peaceful day, just before diving to the ground due to Kutari’s unexpected attack as he was training himself. It seemed as if the boy was a magician, once being out of a line of sight as Kutari didn’t see the point to look from above, only to find a sudden obstacle in his vision which tailored itself to be nowhere near gracious and kind. Landing on his back, Kutari simply watched as he typically would, allowing the obstacle to descent into the ground. Even after realizing the obstacle was in fact a boy, he was quite surprised this boy was incapable of sticking his landing. Instead falling and seeming to lack the aptitude to properly stay on his feet, Kutari being unaware if this boy was just an airball or too weak to do as such. Though Kutari struggled to know which, as he seemed to carry a very distant and mysterious way of moving. Not even a screech or yelp came about the boy as he fell, and laid on the ground for a moment. Kutari tilted his head partly to the side, trying to fathom the atypical nature of this boy.

Kutari would go about asking his question to the boy, expecting the boy to rise up from his lying position and proceed to look him in the eye and answer. However, such a setting didn’t seem to take place, still lying down as a bit of lag between the question and finally reaching a vocal expression took place. It seemed he instead decided to look at Kutari from his lying position, enjoying the cool grass beneath them. Was he trying to properly analyze Kutari? Fully aware of his shirtless nature as he didn’t want to dirty his top any further - the feeling of sweat on cloth being a suffocating feeling - Kutari was a bit perplexed by the boy before him. As the trees danced around the two, the evergreen leaves which stood tall to overshadow the two humans before them, after their kin was attacked by a particular one out of the bunch. They grew with a brustle of ferocity, comprehending the sin that was just enabled in a short amount of time, working with mother nature to properly subdue these heathens as the wind grew slightly as court was now in session.

Kutari would listen to what the boy had to say, absorbing all of the language spewed towards him as if inhaling the favorable smell of freshly baked cookies, wishing to take in all of the components and creation to properly verify the truth. This boy was beginning to become even more weird with the answer he gave, not finding sitting atop of a tree in silence meditating. Though the way this boy moved, the subtle mannerism and quiet mentality could very well prove the truth of his claims, being something close to a monk. Having just finished his training - rather abruptly - Kutari wasn’t able to properly place what was up with this kid. Though he couldn’t particularly say kid, now could he? Being only a few years apart, despite the possible mental age the two would have in difference, surely he held some merit in his mental capacity. Though despite trying, the boy failed to answer Kutari’s important question. One he asked with the intent of learning why he was on this particular island, compared to the many which reside in this area. Toppling dozens of islands, probably once one central piece of land. It wasn’t as if the other islands lacked trees and green, happily populating such in fact. Why was he here now? What tied him towards this particular island, there seemed to be no spiritual aspect that Kutari could pick up on. Was it all just chance?


Being asked a similar question to his own, spoken in a way as if the boy felt expected to drill Kutari now, almost as if being threatened, Kutari was the least interested in answering. This guy was seeming more and more off by the second, as his muscles tensed at the varying weirdness of this conversation in its natural way. He expected to be speaking with someone who was at least sitting up, hopefully standing, not still lying down as he enjoyed the ground. Who was he? The village never seemed to cease bringing in oddballs from every corner of the world, intrigued in bolstering the power they wield in the form of being odd. Trying to create an army that incorporated the most bizarre of fighting tactics for the world to see. Though, Kutari didn’t know this boy was of the mist. He wore no headband, and was in an odd place, giving off the aura of being some traveling monk. Who wasn’t to say he was just some passing by weirdo? He watched as the boy extended out his hand, hoping some aid would come from his sudden fall. Feelings of reluctance took place, seeing that the boy was expecting some sort of apology or act of goodwill from Kutari to compensate for the damage that had been done. ‘So he was one of those eh?’ he loosely projected into his mind. The type to expect something out of their own downfall, waiting for the world to come to their aid after seeing the depths that they’ve sinked, even if it was due to the outside world and not their own fault. Wanting some form of pay, Kutari knew these types were foolish to be in debt with. Deciding it best to stay out of such a scenario, he helped the boy up, reaching for his already extended arm with his right hand, grasping the connecting webs of the thumb and index finger with his own as he wrapped around the merit of his palm, using his own might to rustle the boy up from his lying position and to his feet with one quick huff. He now stood before Kutari, the two’s matching heights sending a sort of chill down Kutari’s spine. Were they really the same age? He being an oddity unlike the rest he has encountered so far.


There was a sudden silence, which would of lingered longer if Kutari had his say, having the intent to now leave after paying off his debt. Though the boy would continue on, as Kutari stood still in front of him never giving off the body language of his wishes to escape this odd encounter. The fellow wishing to learn more of Kutari in exchange of talking about himself. A deal Kutari wasn’t too used to making, he typically wasn’t asked much about himself. Instead given odd looks and embodying fear for others to perceive, or maybe it being what Kutari would imagine others felt upon their looks towards him. He pondered for a moment what exactly to say, deciding to entertain this boy’s wishes as he needed to know who his new client, a bit of backstory as he was now reeled into this transaction. Aloof filled his eyes as he looked out into the short distance, recognizing a tree he struck not too long ago, though only being represented due to a small dent he could see from the distance between him now and the tree he assaulted for his own gains. What exactly should be said now? Looking over all that he could fathom of his short time here, Kutari struggled to properly muster a short introduction for himself and his cause. It being a sight of his own lack of self discovery and intention, it still fuming in a sea of darkness and misdirection.

He was recalled back to the present as he was sinking deeper into his own conscious, trying to decipher an angle to speak without giving too much away and thinking too much into his past. The boy muttered something which Kutari failed to hear properly, it causing him to be even more confused. All he was able to catch was something about a dream, as if he was talking to himself about previously sleeping. This boy was a case that simply grew with every passing moment, feelings of uncertainty growing as he stuck around for this encounter. However, Kutari didn’t feel unsafe or as if this man was a threat to his existence. The chill tone of the man's voice, and way of casually speaking or drifting off in thought made it seem as if he was simply a laid back individual. A fact Kutari someone respected, not being as agitated as he normally would be. The island away from civilization giving him a much more clear and calm stature, possibly being the spiritual element Kutari never discovered on this island. He decided upon a few pieces of words to say to answer the man’s question, giving insight on who he was but keeping his cards close to his chest.

You can call me Kutari, a Shinobi of Kirigakure. I was out here training my physical capabilities to a much greater extent, before coming across a rather….unexpected turn of events.

His last words being directed mainly to this boy, wondering if he would catch on this wording. Seeing if he possessed the “humor” to catch onto such a thing. He would continue after a pause, bringing about his words correctly.

I’m unsure where exactly your allegiance stands, however I was looking to continue my training here. If you’re up to the task, you could accompany me. Though I suppose I shouldn’t go around punching trees, or else I might strike one holding another of your kind again. I wouldn’t say I’m in much interest of having many training partners, wishing to keep it to a minimum quantity. That is, if you’re up to the challenge. Likely being some combat training.

Kutari would speak lightly, incorporating a bit of humor to try and invoke a sense of peace and friendliness. Intrigued in what the boy can do, if he was strong and having skills he never have witnessed before. Attempting to hold back the growing flames that would surely form, watching the boy for any sense of body movement or interest to befall him.

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Re: The Ice Rises [ No Kill/Inv ]

Post by Burittsu on Sat Apr 07, 2018 11:06 pm

Indeed everything was going on as planned he requested aid from the strange person and now he answered his question Burittsu on the other hand was always thinking two steps ahead of anyone. No matter what the current situation was but indeed gazing up and down at the male he did stick out and it would be obvious if people fear what they did not understand. But in this case he was willing to understand if he would ever become the Mizukage peace and understanding must be made before anything else can happen. In time he got a name out of him but also a joke which made him crack a smile and even a little chuckle the man was trying to hard to get a feel for the setting. He seemed uptight but was this due to the fact he was shinobi and now had responsibilities as Burittsu was only a student at the academy this would be the perfect opportunity for him to learn from someone instead of old history books and homework assignments.

“So a shinobi and willing to take me as your training partner? Most interesting well maybe training with you will help me clear my mind of my thoughts from my point of view you’re ahead of me on the curb when it comes to rank and by the looks of it. Physical is about right after you knocked me out of the tree but the goal is to grow and become the best we can be as shinobi right? Kutari of the Hidden Mist do not threat we’re on the same side.”

Studying the man up and down he can only make one correct guess that he would be a new friend as he tried to understand why did this village itself and most likely the other villages of the world contribute to having the freaks of the show. Was it due to the fact that everyone was their own shinobi and had their own part to fill when it came to protecting the village it seemed best to keep his current rank to himself and just pick up everything that was going to be introduced in this situation. Indeed this man himself had humor in his veins but what would stop Burittsu if decided to see how strong the man is for himself or would it be best to simply wait and grow more to see where the real strength lies.

“Almost forgot my name is Burittsu Yuki. You can keep my full name just in case if you want to ring my bell whenever you see me around I have no problem with making new friends especially training partners. You can call me “Blitz” because eventually I’ll be the fastest shinobi alive and one day you’re gonna be addressing me as Lord Mizukage.”

He nearly smiled at his own remark the thought of him making it that far without losing his life was something to be questioned but with nothing but the wind to his back and his own head to get him out of trouble. No one could say he wasn’t able to try to make it to his dream even if that meant him losing a limb or two as long as he sat in the seat his life would be complete maybe everyone would understand the difference between the weak and the strong something that the village needed to sort out starting off with the young. Cracking a smile he started to grin pretty hard as he could only think of the outcome and peace that would rain over the village and probably attempt to spread it across the ninja world.

“Let’s go train friend we got a lot of work to get done!”

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Post by Kutari on Sun Apr 08, 2018 7:11 pm

Kutari would witness the boy begin to crack a smile, comprehending the wit Kutari attempted to describe for others to listen to. A sign housing some comfort, as this boy wasn’t as robotic as he previously seemed. At least holding a bit of humor in him, even if his movements were unorthodox, completely unexpected from what one would usually move to. He would linger around as he waited for him to speak once more, hoping that he wouldn’t continue the unusual act he recently seemed to display.

As the boy spoke his fair share of words, preaching that the two were on the same side and that we was fully willing to take Kutari up on this training deal, it made the Uchiha feel a sense of joy. Though this secluded area was seen as a shrine of silence for Kutari to conduct his training to the most secretive of extents, such a breach in his systems wouldn’t faze the developing relationship between the two. Despite it being a bit unfortunate that the boy wasn’t a Genin like Kutari, saying he was ahead of the curb between them in terms of rank, it mattered not as Kutari was willing to train with someone that proved to have the passion and intent to improve themselves. Agreeing wholeheartedly that it was important to improve and soar beyond the other competition which may present itself, not always being in the form of dominating physical or spiritual might. Coming down to tactics and mental skill, a child with no strength able to completely kill a powerful foe if showing the right skill, movements and causing the most beneficial of mishaps. For this reason, Kutari would in no way underestimate the boy, or feel as if his victory in the coming training would be certain. One aspiring to become a full fledged Shinobi typically had some heart to them, if they weren’t just doing it for the supposed thrill of becoming a Ninja.

Only one portion of his words didn’t sit well with Kutari. Being dubbed Kutari of the Hidden Mist, a fancy little title and play on words sure. But to him, he was utterly disgusted at such a remark. Looking at the boy intently, as his rising passion would sudden hit a peak, his eyes beginning to slouch as if bored as he lapsed into his own mind. He never wished to claim being called such a title, seeing himself as more a prisoner of a village, holding the same loyalty and love any prisoner would have for their captor. Its as if all his life he was enslaved, it just being a matter of perception. Once forced to fight and conquer others, killing and wasting away any sense of joy you previously had, now embodying hatred and a intent to kill. Now simply having his chains loosened and lengthened, an imaginative open door that would allow him to smell the fresh outdoors compared to the dingy cell he was all too aware of.

He was not of the Hidden Mist, though he resided within it. He didn’t wish to pledge his allegiance to this fickle village, only caring for its own prosperity rather then the individual wishes of others. There was no person given the title Kutari of the Hidden Mist which he recognized, being a suggestion which failed to properly be accepted. He was simply Kutari, a boy who lived in the Hidden Mist being forced to work once again. It being the necessary payment for the “protection” he was forced to accept, or perish in the line of necessary duty.

He would hear the sudden words of the boy surface again, as he gave a name to match his face. Burittsu Yuki. An interesting name, one he’s never had the luxury of hearing before. Though the Yuki name he’s heard quite a few times, it being pretty common amongst these lands. It actually relating with a bloodline he’s all but too versed with, the utilization of the advanced element of Ice. If he were to be a suitable target to inherit these specific genes, he would in fact be a worthy foe. One Kutari would love to battle with, seeing how skilled he truly is and how he’d utilize his own ice. Of course knowing of this jutsu type thanks to his few years battling against others with this kekkei genkai, understanding sooner or later there to be a vast amount of kekkei genkai in the world just like his own. Kutari looked calmly at the boy, resting easy as he continued to speak. The title of Blitz was a very interesting title to want to go by, him hinting that his intentions were to become one of the fastest shinobi known to man. Though a fast shinobi could be lethal, it could prove to also be a fatal blow being so rapid, at least if handled improperly. He would keep this fact in mind, as the boy told him what he planned to work on the most. Though what was even more interesting was his claim to be the Mizukage, and Kutari being expected to refer to him as Lord. As he finished these lines, Kutari instinctively let out a slight chuckle, as if the claim to become Mizukage was ludacris in itself. As he already despised the village, it proving to be of no benefit to him as of yet, what was truly entertaining was the way he said Lord Mizukage. He damn near wouldn’t even call the current Mizukage by lord, the idea of him speaking to this boy as such in the future being laughable. Though he didn’t intend to offend or mock him, it more so being the value he held in the title Mizukage. Caring little for such a position, as he was more focused on his own goals and interests in mind.

Still, he tried to respect this boy and his dreams, as he was aware dreams were sometimes all we could strive for, still trying to find his own within these hellish lands. He shaped up immediately, leaving behind a comical smile as he looked at the boy, still laughing internally at the amount of loyalty people hold for such an unjust village. Blindly even, and thinking being at the top would prove what? Of their strength? Kages could die anytime, just as any other human. Then this hierarchy, now toppled due to the head being gone, would cause the remains to fall with it. He wasn’t interested in tying himself to such an unstable pyramid.

He would smile, likely at the remark he just made about being Mizukage. Kutari would just work, it being an odd thing for humans to cling to such titles. For the sake of recognition? Kutari didn’t feel like wasting his time on figuring it out, more important tasks to work on. As Burittsu finished off his last words with the suggestion of beginning the training, Kutari would now speak.

Burittsu huh? Alright then. Though until you show me why you deserve the nickname of Blitz, I won’t be entertaining you or that name. Stories are simply words to compile an imagination, even those that are sworn to be true, so I typically wouldn’t believe such things unless I were to see it for myself. So Burittsu, how about you show me a bit of what you can do, if you have the potential to be the fastest shinobi this world has ever seen. It’d be good to start bettering that aspect of yourself, otherwise you’ll never catch up.

Kutari would say comically, sparking the turn of events to begin this soon to be bout between them. He claimed pretty big achievements, but did he hold the potential to really reach that far? Kutari was curious to see as such, as his stance changed by his right leg stretching backwards pointed towards Burittsu, and his left slightly turned though still in the general direction as he shifted his midsection slightly to the right, his torso now turned away from Burittsu’s current direction. His hands rising up to his cheeks, elbows extended down to his lower pectoral section. Knees bent, enabling him to move with more fluid movement as he was aware of what was to come with their training. He watched the Yuki, waiting for any moment for him to move and begin this battle. Eyes fastened on the body of the boy, while still listening in for his surroundings. It was time to battle, and Kutari was waiting in anticipation for the battle to begin. Hoping the fight would be good, and this boy to hold the potential of a supposed Kage. The two being only a few feet apart from each other would give a good distance as the two prepared for combat surely, before being able to reach one another if that was their intent.

Well? Come at me Burittsu. Show me what an aspiring Mizukage can be, the extent you’re willing to go to win a battle. I’m ready when you are.

He grinned devilishly. He was ready for this battle to begin, to see what this boy was made of. Hoping it would be a good fight and not ending too quickly.

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Post by Burittsu on Sat Apr 21, 2018 10:45 am

It seemed the time to fight was now as the body of the man was now squared away facing that of Burittsu the male was determined to see the strength of the Yuki but was it really worth it at the end of the day. He was young and did run his mouth a bit out of his control he did want to the fastest and be considered the Kage of the village one day. Gazing upon the body that was in his way it seemed it was it was only time for him to act instead of speaking words. With the dirt underneath their feet it seemed the best way that helped him out instead of going straight raw to raw to power it would be best if he used the brain that was given to him at birth. But only brain alone couldn’t be efficient this was indeed a one sided battle but at the end of it all it would be who heart. There would be no point in playing fair in this fight swiftly kicking up his right leg in the direction of the of the young boy sending a hurdle of dirt particles sending them towards his opponent. In a mere instant even if he wasn’t fast enough his attempt would not go unnoticed it was his intentions to take this man to his limit well at least for himself this would be the experience of learning something new about his limits and how long he could actually last in combat.

“Mhm.”

As the distraction was attempted he could only think of two ways this would go down one with his face in the ground or the opponents face in the ground either way someone would go down. After the swift kick of dirt he quickly leaned forward dashing towards his enemy he had a goal and that was quickly to take out and not play any games with the latter. Getting closer was the goal as even if he did get beat in a close hand to hand battle it would help him improve his reaction timing and speed. Getting closer would allow him to get a even better view of his enemy studying him but it already seemed he was outclassed with his arms extending wide and out in front of him. An attempt to grab and secure his target was the plan if the target was grabbed he would then attempt to slam the shinobi on his back well it wasn’t going to be so simple. In fact the plan might not even work it might even backfire and he might find himself getting caught up in more of a desperate situation. But it was worth a shot at least if he would be going down in battle he would go down swinging showing how much heart he has but also how much proving himself to the man that he can and one day sit on the seat of the Mizukage.

“Mhm..”

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Engaging within this standoff against his newly bestowed opponent, Kutari was prepared for any sudden movements from Burittsu, aiming to oppress and nullify their capabilities of opposing his own stature. Long since representing a typical combat form in his feet and hand positioning, he would only wait as he taunted the boy to begin the battle, a test of his own composure in its own right. Was he the type to lose himself in the brewing storm of battle, succumbing to a frantic rage, or maybe resembling a tainted pride as he was easily strucken by a few words. This could be expected by those who wielded a fiery personality or just lacked the maturity to shrug off comments of such a texture, however Kutari was still trying to properly figure this boy out, his personality coming off as unorthodox. He seemed to possess a complex calm behind him, as he witnessed his almost mundane facial expressions trying to pick up on some hint of humanity within those deathly eyes of his. If he lacked the personality, in which case this boy may very well be a boring subject of entertainment regarding their future endeavors, then hopefully he would possess some aptitude in combat, some of which would please Kutari as he gets to have some real fun.

With his guard up and body shifted to accompany this lone enemy, he waited for action to be taken. Observing his opponent as he made it a life purpose to never lose track of him, though fully aware of the plans he may try to commence through his actions or trying to read some bodily gestures. He felt no need to rely on any ancestorily bestowed power he had stored inside of him, finding the time to size up his opponent instead. Watching intently, he expected a sudden burst of prideful speed as the battle would surely begin. Though instead what he received was a bit of a dirty play to many, though to Kutari it was the typical expectancy of a true battle. Ploys and tricks to gain the advantage were fair game to such an individual, it only adding to the flavor of the battle and how it could possibly end, also appealing to the lying wits of said individual based upon the effectiveness of this attack. However, for Burittsu’s attempt it was subpar at best. Retrieving a loaf of dirt with his right foot in a quick motion as it soared through the air towards Kutari, hoping to act as a useful diversion for Burittsu’s tactics and maybe even blind the Uchiha. Seeing him act as such only a few feet away was peculiar and a bit of a letdown for Kutari, having already seen him take up his guard it would be easy to close the gap between his forearms as they shielded against the oncoming dirt, though with enough room to still see Burittsu clearly and his advancing motions. The thought crossed his mind of the boy possibly tampering with the dirt below him, however he doubted as such. No visible weapon being seen in the scattered dirt particles, and if it had some acidic properties Kutari’s own shoes would have been suffering long ago.

This “attack” from Burittsu seemed to only be a waste of time to himself, and a slight expense of his own energy, though he hoped there would be a much more proper battle to ensue, Burittsu having some skill outside of throwing dirt. This act would help Kutari understand Burittsu more however, having little faith in honor and able to partake in the most dirty acts which would compliment his victory, though this in no way meant it would be smooth sailing while facing Kutari. Having a mindful awareness about his own actions and attempt of not losing himself in the thrill of the battle, he held an intense cool as he waited for Burittsu’s advances which would surely come after the initial attack, hoping he would find something to rile his blood and intensify his heartbeat.

As Burittsu advanced with intent to continue this bout, the disappointment which settled deep within Kutari’s core was unmatched. A gut feeling expressing he wouldn’t get a challenging battle out on this very day, though one he heeded purely with warning as he failed to underestimate his opponent. Though still, the boy deserved to be seen as such, running towards Kutari with a leaning body and arms extended wide in front of him, looking as if he wanted to give Kutari a darted hug with the expressive arms. His entire body was vulnerable, Kutari being able to do as he pleased, his current body position lacking the reaction necessary to jut out of the way of Kutari’s possible attacks due to his entire figure being stretched out in plain view. Arms wide open in front of him as he took a leaned forward exposing his head so easily as the rest of his body slowly fell suit. Any credibility which was piling in Kutari’s mind regarding this particular boy was declining quickly, alongside the lack of respect he already held for the academy as they failed to teach people proper close combat etiquette. Though it could be possible he had some sort of undercover plan, it was obvious to Kutari it wasn’t as complex as he hoped it would be thanks to his previous actions and aloofness. This boy was failing Kutari’s expectations.

Kutari would retaliate with his own set of skills, adjusting his arms in accordance with the closing distance between the two, it not being long as Kutari seemed almost aloof himself in the current position he was in. Though his eyes remained firm and his mind awake as he was already prepared for the next array of movements, settled in the right positioning to catch a mouse. He never made any great movements in terms of distance away from Burittsu as he closed the gap between them, fully welcoming this encounter. Kutari’s knees bending to gain explosive force and slightly inching his back leg apart from his front as he would need the extra space, his arms already shifting lower towards his torso and away from his own body to match Burittsu’s own arms just barely. As he was finally in arms as the silly boy held his arms out without little care in order to obviously grasp Kutari, still being inches from his torso to make contact, Kutari’s hands were already streaming down in order to grasp the boy’s wrist, moving upon the time his hands would meet his wrist in unison upon the appropriate time, Burittsu’s possibly sudden burst of achievement being snatched away as he was led away from his intended destination.

Kutari, using the world’s own gravity to his advantage, the crashing of his hands down to the center of this planet with all his might would attempt to latch onto Burittsu’s lower wrist in a death grip, even sinking his own fingernails into the boys skin as he wanted to obtain a good hold if able. He would grab him right as the boy began to try and close the distance between his own arms in order to latch onto Kutari's waist, his leaning bent position almost connecting with Kutari's own body though still some distance away. Stationing the majority of his palms on the inside of his arms rather than the outside to take control easier, his hands big enough to fully wrap around the boys wrist. If he was able to do as such upon luring Burittsu into this false sense of security, he would continue with this gravitational force as he pushed down with this same grip as he took Burittsu’s arms off course, plummeting to the ground and gaining control of his direction as the sudden impact would likely relinquish some form of control the boy once had in his frantic and imbalanced run. Though alongside continuing with this push down, Kutari would also yank Burittsu towards himself as he used this tethering motion to round up his own oncoming attack, the boy already leaning forward exposing his head rather than his body, and if yanked in this direction being down and to Kutari it bringing his body with him, exposing that tempting head even more. Though he made it a note to keep his hands away from Kutari’s own body, restraining and pushing away from any sort of forceful retaliation from the boy as he now gained the control. Using this motion to his advantage, Kutari would bring up his back knee as he slightly jumped with the current movements and the knees speed, as Burittsu’s head would smash into Kutari’s crashing knee with little resistance, the opposing forces actually causing more damage to the boy’s head if able to connect, centered on his face and mainly nose unless shifted due to the angle. This would all happen in one quick motion, dropping his hands as he catched Burittsu’s own wrists as he pulled them down and yanked to throw off Burittsu’s balance and control, bringing his knee up to lay a powerful blow to the boys face.

Once feeling the connection of bone to bone as he watched Burittsu throughout these entire events actually succeed, he would let go of the boy as he followed through with the knee and would allow his own body to soar barely off of the ground. From this impact, if taken, it’s likely the boy would fall backwards thanks to the force of Kutari’s knee and fall to the ground on his back, the shock and power upon this attack causing as such. Though regardless of the turn of events, Kutari would react when necessary as he always watched the boy and expecting him to act out of accordance to his actions, oppressing the boy when he needed to or changing his tactics to beat him. If being unable to avoid this outcome, he held his hands up again upon their task of restraining being fulfilled, expecting the boy to possibly fight back or jump back up and come at him again. He was watching him with all of his might, preparing for any other attacks or movements as his eyes continued to be fierce and hateful, examining every part of the world around him in a plethora of ways. It was up to his opponent on what he wished to do next, it being to retaliate and fight back or give in. He hoped for an interesting battle, but was unsure if he was wrong in doing as such.

Returning to his previous fighting stance, he waited for Burittsu to move and adapt, it being a long day if he refused to change his tactics and try a better method of combat.

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