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Fri Jul 12, 2013 11:13 pm
Inijo awoken, and with a sigh, he figured he would be sent on a mission like the last few times he made attempts to go out training. He had been sent on quite a few amount of missions lately, all low ranking though strangely time consuming.


He was still tired, having just woken up at quite the early time. He felt sand in his eyes. Not the kind which you would find on a beach - No. Though he seemed to have something in his eyes, he had always called it sand. He began to gently wipe it from his eyes, and with that, he yawned.



He had set up an alarm to sound around this time on purpose, he wanted to train. It was currently five in the morning, and day light has yet to arrive in the sky. He sat up in his bed, hanging his feet off the left side of it. There was a nightstand to his left, and to his right was a closet door and the door to his hallway. He yawned. His hand had covered his mouth, he had been raised to think that it was more polite to do that, as well as when burping, coughing, and such. He stood up. His body felt somewhat numb, due to waking up so early. It was strange, he had went to sleep earlier, though he still felt differently from when he normally did when he woke up. He felt sleep deprived. He figured the feeling would pass soon, so he began to walk towards his door.



He reached for the knob on his door. The door was simply, plain, and hollow. He preferred for it to be hollow in case a quick escape was needed - in some examples from a fire. He reached for the knob, growing closer and closer with his right hand. When he grabbed onto the knob he began to twist his wrist, at the same time his hand, and also at the same time, the door knob. Soon enough, the door's knob had stopped turning due to his wrist having stopped turning. It wouldn't turn anymore because he prevented it from doing so. He pushed the door forward, and opened it.



He walked into his hall way. His wooden floor presenting a shock to Inijo's feet. It was rather cold, Guess I forgot to put on some socks.. he thought. He sighed, he was certainly more awake, at least. He then turned right, towards an opening in the hallway's wall in front of him, which led to his living room, and warm carpeting. He had planned on having some breakfast before he set out for training.



He went into the living room. Nice, warm carpeting was the first thing he felt as he planted the base of his foot into his living room. He grinned at the feeling, after all he preferred warmth over a chilly feeling any day. His living room was finely decorated, even if he was saying so just by himself. He had gotten the furniture from his parents, who were murdered. He may not be old enough to live by himself, however he was. And no one put up a fuss against it, thankfully. He couldn't stand living with others, he preferred family or nothing. However, he was living with his brother. His room had been mainly untouched for a major amount of time, other than cleaning, which Inijo had promised to do for about a year after he left. He was presumed dead by the village already, however Inijo still had a few months before he dared to declare his brother dead. Ever since his brother leaving off for a mission, he had decorated however he had wanted to. He had a few different opinions as to how he should go, though. At first, he thought about putting the white couch against the window, though he feared someone jumping on it and having the entire thing falling off a mountain with them. If he had gone that way though, he would have placed shades over the couch, lowered and shut, as to prevent interference when watching television. If the blinds or shades were opened, then bits of light would appear on the television, which he honestly found quite annoying as it prevented him from seeing the main events. He mainly watched it for news, village news basically. Stuff that's happening, is the village under attacks, and then some. However, he went with it quite differently. He moved the couch against the wall on the opposite side of the window - and then the television against a wall just on the opposite side of his kitchen. All he had to do was lay down, the arm lifting his head the perfect amount of degrees, and he could watch television. Often if he was uncomfortable he would get a pillow to rest his head on, he usually did that after training.




He went towards his kitchen, as his left arm began to rub his stomach. Something he was used to doing whenever he was hungry. His stomach would rumble, otherwise known as growl. Another sign that he was hungry. Though it was strange, he normally doesn't eat so late, or early, whichever phrasing would be correct in this situation. Though then again, it may be natural considering he had an early dinner last night, to meet his self-set curfew. He supposed it was normal for his stomach to be wanting breakfast at such an hour after thinking about it..



He stepped on some cold flooring once more. They were tiles, though. The difference in material seemed minor when it came to the same chilly feeling his feet received upon touching it. He was even more awake, now.




He walked to his cabinet, and opened it. Inside there was a variety of plating. There were many sizes of bowls, too, all used for either ramen or cereal, or, on some occasions, used for eating icecream, a special dessert he usually gave himself every month or so.




He pulled a single bowl out from the covert, and then placed it on his counter top, next to his oven. He then closed the door to the covert, and walked over to a drawer next to his fridge. There were some spoons. He pulled one out, and held it in his left hand. He then closed the drawer, and opened up his fridge. He then scanned it's contents, looking for a certain bottle. He found it quickly. It was his milk bottle, with very little remaining. He grabbed it with his right hand, and began to stretch back out of his fridge. He closed the door using on of his feet, his right, being exact. He then walked over to where he left the bowl. One thing was missing. He reached up, after placing the spoon in the bowl and the milk next to the bowl. He reached up and opened a covert. Inside there was a variety of colored boxes. Each one containing a different brand of cereal. He pulled out a golden colored box. It was his favorite brand that he was pulling out. Inside there were many bits of honey flavored chunks of cereal.



He walked back over to his bowl, and began to pour in the tiny chunks of honey flavored cereal. After that he began to reseal the box of cereal. He placed it to the side. He then opened the small bottle of milk, it was nearly empty, the bowl of cereal would finish it off. After the milk bottle was emptied, he threw it in his recycling bin, which he kept indoors.




He picked up the bowl of cereal and then began to walk over to his living room. This is where he normally ate every morning, unless there was some special occasion where he would eat out. However, no where else was open at this time, so he had to eat a normal, and plain, breakfast.




He placed his bowl on his coffee table, on top of a special mat which prevented damage to the wood. He then took the spoon, normally he would think before or during breakfast, however with everything planned for the day there was no real need to strain the mind early in the morning. He could enjoy his meal.



After eating, he stood up, and picked up his bowl. He then made way for his kitchen, where he would put the bowl which used to have had cereal and milk in it in his sink. It was empty now, though. He placed the empty bowl in his sink, and began to walk towards his hall. His hunger having been satisfied, he needed to get to training before he would run out of time. He planned to be out of his home by the time he would be assigned to a mission, if he would. This was to avoid distractions so he could actually train today.




Recently he had been sent on a handful of missions, each being quite time consuming. He's had to catch a single group of kids and force them into fixing the mess they had made of the shopping district, which took all day. He had to aid the hospital in retrieving some lost supplies, which were lost in the mountains. He had to do that one mainly by himself, rather than having help. Another mission he had to go on patrol.




He sighed, recalling the recent missions he had been sent on. The first one, he simply had to catch a group of kids. He held a small grudge against them, though, he wasn't completely mad because he got some target practice. Of course he took risks while doing it, one of the three children's lives were always in danger due to the chop stick being thrown at them at a somewhat high speed. The target was an object on top of their head, though, and not their actual heads. Hopefully that had put a good scare in them to prevent them from actually attempting to do the stuff they had done again.



The second mission, when he had to go around the base of mountains, soemtimes on cliffs, to search for all of the supplies of medical items which had failed to be delivered to the hospital. He was by himself, so this had taken a while. Often, though, someone would at least come to pick up the supplies.




The third mission he simply wandered around the village, keeping an eye on people, and looking out for possible threats to the village and such. Though this didn't take up the full day like the other two missions, he still didn't have too much time to train. He simply went back home after the completion of that mission, not bothering to make an attempt, because he had figured that he would have been disturbed yet again.



With a sigh, he continued. He needed to get out and into the mountains before someone was sent to send Inijo on a mission. He entered his bedroom, he had left the door to the hallway opened for when he would return.



He made way for his closet, where of course he kept a majority of his clothing. He slid open the closet door, and he saw a variety of colors. He pulled out a black, plain, T-shirt, and began to slide into it. He then pulled out dark blue pants which somewhat resembled jeans, and put them on. He then took a pouch, long enough to contain a long chop stick, and wide enough to hold two. He wrapped that around his leg, thigh being exact. This allowed for ease of access to them during a fight, he could simply pull one out, or both, when in a fight and still avoid attacks and such. He then pulled out a pair of shoes. They were open toed, and added a few feet to his height.



After getting dressed for a day of training, he then walked over to the nightstand next to his bed which was on his left when he had woken up this 'morning'. He looked on top of it, there rested his head band, folded up quite neatly. He grabbed it by it's metal plating. He then, with his other hand, grabbed onto one end. He then wrapped it around his forehead, the metal plating being on top of his forehead, though separated from it from the cloth it was on. He made a tie, connecting the two ends on the back of his head. On the metal plating, there was the symbol of Kumogakure. The village's symbol, which he had always figured to be three platforms, and if not, then three clouds. Or two, it had been a while since he had actually paid attention to the symbol, he wasn't sure how many platforms, or clouds, there were on the head band off the top of his head.




Normally he would be heading out by now, however he needed some extra 'equipment' before he set out. His nightstand had a drawer, he pulled it open. Inside there was a scroll, he had recently purchased this scroll. It is supposed to be a Summoning Scroll. He had a grin on his face, this way he could gain more power, and have aid when in a fight. Tactically, this was an improvement, though it didn't have that much power alone. He took the scroll, and placed it in his pocket, and he set out, deciding to head down to the base of the mountains.


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Sat Jul 13, 2013 3:58 pm
Inijo continued to walk, he continued for where he had decided to train. It was around the base of the mountains. It was absolutely necessary for him to be there, due to what he had planned. He was planning to perform a special, high ranking wood release jutsu he had recently come into possession of, and wanted to use it. He wanted to get to know it, to add on to tactical attacks. This justu was quite the powerful one.. or at least, he assumed.


As he was walking, he took note of the near to perfect weather, in his own opinion. The night sky was dark, with very few stars shining light down on the earth. The moon was about twenty five percent full, it was in the shape of a crescent. There were few clouds in the night, and the ones that were out had a grey color to them, rather than the normal everyday white color you see. The wind was blowing calmly, presenting a nice, gentle breeze as he walked against it.




There were few people out, which was surprising. It wasn't surprising at how there weren't many people out, it was the opposite. He was amazed to see anyone out so early. He passed by a shop just out of the shopping district, it was one of the shops he had helped out on one of his missions. One of the shops he forced the three brats running a muck in the village to fix up since they had messed it up, and pretty much destroyed most of it. "Hey! Inijo!" The shop owner called, Inijo looked over and the man was waving. Inijo simply waved back with a smile.



He continued on, soon enough reaching the base of the mountain. With his scroll in his hand, he wondered. To summon or to train first? Both would allow for him to advance further in the art of Ninjutsu.. both allowing for more tactical decisions.. Meh.. He decided to go a little farther out.



Walking a little further, he noticed a figure. "Oi! Tee, what're you doing here?" He said. Tee was a genin, Inijo assumed, that he had sparred with once before. In the spar there were three competitors, not counting the amount of clones that joined in. There was Tee, the one Inijo had met first, though who's name he learned last, then there was Souji, who introduced himself after Inijo had presented his name. Both were skilled combatants, at least that was Inijo's opinion. Souji had some.. disturbing jutsu, or skills, whatever they could be called. And Tee had a variety of jutsu up his sleeve, according from their last training session, and a plan to over-come most situations. Inijo had grabbed his ankle, once, and made an attempt to pul him under the ground to where only his head would remain above it. However, he had taken a Kunai knife and had made attempts to cut his hand before that was possible. He then used some weird jutsu, where lightning seemingly covered his hand. It did a large amount of damage, even though it didn't directly hit him. He saw the problems on the ground.

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Sat Jul 13, 2013 10:39 pm
He watched as Tee turned around. Something had seemed wrong with him, though he couldn't figured it out. When Tee had asked Inijo for a spar, he grinned. "Sure. I've been wanting to test out all the new shit I've obtained since our last spar." He said. He had obtained quite a bit of things, actually. Not only had he new jutsu in his arsenal, but he had new nature releases to back them up tactically. "BUT! Before we begin our spar, I need to do something." He said, and reached into his pocket and pulled out a scroll. This was his summoning scroll. He unraveled the scroll and placed it on the ground.


Inijo then bit his thumb, it began to bleed. He ducked down, and began to motion his thumb to write his name in his blood on a space on the scroll. This is how one trained. "Right, now we can begin." He said, as he began to put the scroll in his pocket. He performed a single hand seal, the snake hand seal. Life began to grow, a forest growing quite quickly. A large tree began to appear in between both Inijo and Tee. Roots appeared all over the ground, and were capable of tripping anyone who wasn't too careful.



Inijo jumped back, on top of one of the branches to the trees. He continued to hold the snake hand seal, as the forest grew. He was constantly making room between himself and Tee. He had developed a new plan against Tee, though the possibilities that he would counter it was little, he made sure to note that Tee may have as well have gotten stronger since their last spar.


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Sun Jul 14, 2013 12:17 am
Inijo took note of Tee's quick appearing Shuriken. He had never managed to fully analyze the technique he had used to summon his weapons and shields, however it seemed he could only manage to summon out one at a time. He had managed to note this due to his recalling of his shield, which was an amazing ability, as well as his Shuriken alone. Both could fly back to Tee, the user, seemingly by him extending his arm, as Inijo had seen once. Though, he had seen too few of his weapon transfers to be completely sure, for all Inijo knew this was switch out was some how a way to trick Inijo.



He held the snake hand seal, and the tree continued to grow large. All the trees did. All trees were around the size of forty meters in his custom made forest, and he himself was up thirty meters into the air, resting on a branch. He was waiting for Tee to make his move. His Shuriken was out, so he was clearly taking the offensive.


He watched Tee throw the Shuriken. It flew somewhat fast, though Inijo could be faster. He held his snake hand seal, when he saw that Tee had began to run forward, attempting to make it up to Inijo. The tree he was standing on began to rotate, the branch turning to where it was on the opposite side of the tree it was originally on. In Tee's point of view, should he have been paying attention, Tee would have noticed Inijo on a branch on the right of the branch, but after the tree rotated, he was on his right. He turned around, and checked on if his other attack, which was set when he had originally cast his forest creating jutsu. It was successful, the boy tripped. He was presumably focusing on his target rather than his surroundings - a dangerous mistake any shinobi could make, especially against a member of the Senju clan. He held his snake hand sign, having avoided Tee's Shuriken, there was no need to move the tree again. The roots began to grow out, going over Tee's body, wrapping around it. This would prevent the boy from even moving. Of course, the boy could still escape, however it was unlikely due to roots having already wrapped around the foot of the boy, considering he ran right into them. And then there was the fact that he was on the ground, the roots are quick in speed. The point is it would be unlikely that that Tee would be capable of escaping the roots. A branch was currently in between Tee and his Shuriken, due to Inijo having rotated the tree.


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Sun Jul 14, 2013 12:20 am
(Is this a private, no kill? if so you might want to put that up in the title of the topic so no random ninja's jump in)
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Sun Jul 14, 2013 12:30 am
(Added, thanks.)

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