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1Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Fri Sep 27, 2013 4:22 am



"My dear little candle. What have you gone and down now?
Did you really think that beating up someone like that would get them to accept you? I thought I taught you better than that"

"No. It wasn't like that I swear. I was protecting the village. He killed them. He killed...."
"Come now Tenmei. Excuses wont get you anywhere. Know where you failed and be stronger. It's did okay"


It real

Her sandled feet, tapping quietly against the water worn planks, creating small puffs of steam that whisped up from the slightly charred footsteps, trailing along behind her. The heavy mist that clung to the condensation on her flaw specked tanned skin and the thick salty scented air, was nearly enough to make her forget the dry heat that infected her lungs a little over a week ago...when she was somewhere else. This was her home. She had missed it dearly, and today: her job was to protect it.....And this time, she wouldn't be alone.
   He was there again. In fact he had been there for every mission since she got back, now that she thought about it.
Of course the young Chunin didn't mind it. Masanori had become a good friend in the days following Tenmei's return to Kiri. Helping her, sticking up for her when she had purposelfly missed the whspered leering. Even now as they walked to the border, shoulder to shoulder,  close but not touching, it was setting her anxious mind at ease.

Needless to say, she was looking forward to spending some time with him, away from the chaos of the busy-body village.
To sit down and have a proper conversation, talk about what could have been, what was happening next while helping others to keep watch. Tenmei truly had missed these moments of peace. 

....and then just like every other dream. It turned.

There were three of them.

Dark. Menacing. Creeping through the mist with an almost arrogant swagger as they approached the border of Kirigakure. It didn't take a jounin to see how much of a threat they posed to the village.
It was just the little things really. The scratch across the headband, confidently displaying his separation from his roots, the scent of blood on the knives he carried. Even the way the two accompanying members turned to him with almost adoring eyes, betraying their feelings to any observant outsiders, happening to look their way. The Sotsuji was not at all surprised to see the oldest member walking over to stake his claim despite the obvious risks to his life.....his team members life. And then...just like the reckless leader they all knew him to be....the Jounin attacked the leader with a cocky war cry, the others springing in to action, following his lead.

It was a shame that Masanori saw the danger when no one else did.
Such a shame that she was the only one who listened.....
And then everything went blurry.

It was all happening too fast. Red and silver streaks, flashed past her eyes, separating the scenes in her mind like a broken movie, crackling and freezing where the plot line counts while only showing her deleted scenes which her mind tried to forget. None of them stood a chance.
The Leader Jounin, the strongest one was the first to learn such, as he was reduced to primal meat every human was made from, right in front of the of the girl's horrified eyes, silencing the wrath that grew with her fire....and then Masanori. Despite his quick thinking, his wise words of warning, he too was felled by the athame claws of the demonic witch puppet, his chest cracking open in an array of red and blue. 
One by one her friends, the hoplessly brave people around her, fell like tin soldiers along her neighbours back fence. By the time she had worked up the courage to step in…to save these people it was too late…..they were already gone. She was always....that little bit late.


It real.

The first impact: The electricity had slammed in to her with the force of a cement truck, throwing her back so suddenly, so violently, that for those few moments, those seconds where she was thrown like a ragdoll through the air, Tenmei nearly forgot what had happened....but everything came rushing back with the unrelenting solidity of the wooden planks as they came up to meet her with all it's brutality. It was crazy how she could almost feel her ribs, her wrist, her legs and five other bones cracking under the sudden pressure. The agony was almost....euphoric.
But it didn't stop there. No the pain had only just started. First, there was the pressure on the fractures. A warm embrace that left a bitter feeling, a further throbbing through her broken body as the weight compressed down on her lungs . But then it changed. Searing. Burning. From shoulder to hip it was like someone was dragging live wire across her back....over and over again.

The worst part though, was after.

Lying down on the ground, Tenmei looked up at those golden, predatory eyes. Hungry for the worship he was so wrongfully robbed of, and so full of matched her own gaze perfectly. Did he turn away? Did he come back to finish her off? She didn't stay awake long enough to find out. The world started to blur at the edges, before started to close in on itself....and then Tenmei faded off in to black. A deeper stage of sleep.

It was so far away, she wasn't sure if it was part of the dream or one of those distant memories. Either way: Tenmei could have sworn that she was being carried away. Lifted gently from the chilled breeze of the water side and in to the normal heaviness of the mist. After that it was just feelings.
   Icy fingers pressed against the side of her neck, like narrow icicles feeling for a sign that her heart had not given up.
Concerned yelling close by, echoing orders that her hazy mind could not understand. There was the smell of fresh corpses, a new layer of that metallic crimson liquid.  Nothing was more overpowering than the feather light touches brushing up against the tender parts of her torso, sending shooting pain up the side of her neck. This was the last thing she felt before her mind started to fall back in to that abyss once more. The closed walls of her child hood memories. The last thing Tenmei remembered was glimpsing the trees rushed passed as traveled on leaving that bad, terrible, haunting place behind.


"Quick! Get her in to the emergency room. Prepare for an infusion we might need it. And you. Find whoever you can that is not currently out drinking or on mission. Where are those clean towels. Medic!!"

She was lucky. Incredibly lucky.

It had been a pretty easy day at the hospital so far. Patients came, patients left, patients stuck around and argued that there was something wrong until they were blue in the face. I was all pretty routine.....That was until that ANBU had shown up.
He had showed up so suddenly and kicked through the door, near knocking it off it's hinges before heading straight for reception, pushing past the line of sniffle nosed paranoids and anxious mothers. Usually there would have been chaos. Yelling and arguing for the stranger to get back in the line. However this time no one said a word.
The blood soaked girl, hanging lifeless in his arms was a good excuse as any. 

The special Jounin at the counter was nothing special. A lowly assistant to a younger medic, quite low on the food chain really.  But even he knew, with his most basic medical knowledge that the young looking female was in trouble. Sure, they said they had stabilized her...that they had covered the wound and attempted to stem the bleeding. This however would never been good enough for this amount of damage. Stabilsing was a far cry to actually healing her....
And without healing, she would die. No way a person could lose that amount of blood and survive without professional help.

Lying her down on the uninjured side, they were able to see the full extent of her injuries. The long gash that cut deep in to her shoulder blade, right across her back, slicing in to one of the processes of her spine. It continued across to join at the base of the older burns on her opposite hip. That seemed to be the worse of her injuries.
There was hardly a patch on her skin below the girls neck, that wasn't tinted by blue and purple splotches. Only the red lines of electrical burns hidden beneath the blood, was there as proof of what caused all this damage.

"Where are my medics?! We are losing her"

2Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Sat Sep 28, 2013 9:49 pm



A medic frantically looked through the records of the hospital, finding anyone that could come and help. The ER was full today, with barely any doctors or medical ninja to go around. They were always understaffed, and they would take anybody they could get. He found a name he recognized, the name Maeda, Isamu, and his face lit up with joy. That was certainly someone who could help, the very same boy had worked for the hospital for 5 years before quitting just months ago. He was now 21, and a Jounin of Kirigakure; he had quit for personal reasons and also to pursue a path as a ninja, so he might not accept the plea for help, but it was still worth a shot. The medic grabbed Isamu's contact information and went back out into the lobby, shoving the paper in the hands of a messenger. "Go, find Maeda, Isamu. He can help with treating the girl who just arrived, while Nanderu and I can handle the surgery in the H-Wing and the rest of the staff can continue what they're doing. Got it? Hurry!" The messenger nodded in reply before swiftly sprinting out of the building and into the night.

The knock came to his door within minutes. Isamu, being the night-owl he was, was wide awake and reading doujinshi yaoi in his bed. He felt like a pervert for taking such joy in reading sexual stuff like that, but it was a guilty pleasure. The sound reverberated through his house and reached his ears, enticing him to get up and leave the yaoi on his nightstand. He slipped on a shirt so that his bare torso wouldn't be stung by the cold, night air of Kirigakure. His sweatpants would do fine in keeping his legs warm, so he didn't bother to change pants. He opened the front door and found the messenger standing there. "Uhm. Hi. What's up?" He asked, with a curious look. Messenger-nin almost never came to his doorstep unless it was urgent. Surely enough, the messenger retained a grave look on his countenance.

"We need you at the hospital, we're understaffed and nearly full of dying patients. You're one of the few medic-nin who can help." Now, in all honesty, Isamu wanted to just go back into his house and act like he had no idea, but now that he knew people were going to die without his help, he couldn't very well just let them. He was the type to prevent death, no matter how much he hated the prospect of working in that hospital again. He had done it for five years and was glad to be rid of it after it ruined his relationship with Ryu and threw him into depression. It had taken his old life and his innocence, and changed him. Seeing death like that, knowing that sometimes you just couldn't stop it from happening, sometimes he was just too late, it just got to him. Going back to that was a nightmare in itself, but if he didn't try, they would die anyways. He looked into the messenger's eyes, which were a jungle-green.

"Let me get dressed, I'll be right back out." Isamu shut the door, running over to his room again and sliding the closet open. He grabbed a scarf, a sweater, and some black pants, and slipped his white Medical-nin coat over them as he put them all on. He was back outside within seconds, and he and the messenger sprinted back to the hospital with haste. The familiar building came into view, and Isamu shifted uncomfortably when they arrived at the double doors. He stepped inside, and was immediately blinded by the bright white lights of the lobby before his vision adjusted and all around him were injured people and cries for help. The receptionist looked quite distressed, and a medic that he recognized as one of his former co-workers was talking to her, most likely the man who had sent for Isamu in the first place. Isamu approached him and patted him on the back. "I'm here. Where do you need me, Atsube?"

Atsube nodded, and started walking down the corridor into the F-Wing. "Follow me, I'll take you to the girl."

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3Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Sun Sep 29, 2013 2:09 am

Strafe Aisu

Strafe Aisu

Deep blue eyes darted across the night sky as a very frantic ninja moved with blinding haste. He scaled rooftops with ease as he pressed forward, thinking of only one person. Only moments ago, a messenger-nin appeared at his doorstep with news of a friend in trouble. Tenmei was one ninja who he had taken quite a bit of interest in, especially after their mission together. She had even won the Chunnin exams, a feat that was impressive. Most ninja did not survive or pass the first round of the exams, much less win them on their first try. Apparently, the poor girl had been on border patrol when she was attacked. She was in severe condition, or so he had been told. A dark expression covered Strafe's face as he continued to make his way towards the Kirigakure hospital. He would never forgive himself if he let this girl die. She was going to do great things as a ninja, he just knew it.

There was also the problem with her heat, if he remembered. If she wasn't in control, most ninja would not be able to do much for her. He had to get there as soon as possible, as he would be one of the few who could counteract that burning touch of hers. "I'll save you, I promise." He wispered to no one as he neared the very familiar building. He knew the place very well and had worked there for many years. One could say that the hospital was a second home to him. The messenger ninja tried to keep up, but the Sannin's speed was vast and he made sure to use every bit of it. Within a few minutes, he appeared at the grand double doors, pushing them open and rushing through the threshold. He turned to see the receptionist being swamped with paperwork and patients all around him in need of help. It seemed he had come just in time. "Where is Tenmei?" He asked with confident tone as he walked up to the woman behind the counter. "She is on F-Wing. Isamu just got here before you. She won't make it much longer, so please hurry." Strafe's eyes opened wide as he heard the name. Isamu was one of the few medical ninja in Kirigakure that he trusted with his own life. The fact that he was here to help made him at ease, or at least a bit.

"Understood." Strafe said with a nod as he rushed to find the entrance down F-Wing and moved quickly down the corridor. He looked to see Isamu and another medic at the entrance of a room. "I'm here! Let's get in there and help." Strafe said to them as he opened the door and walked in the room. It was time to get started and keep this girl alive.

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4Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Sun Sep 29, 2013 8:45 am



It was utter chaos


The younger shinobi wasted no time. With Isamu following close behind, Atsube continued to walk down a long corridor, passing through doors and weaving, around gurneys, all while trying to ignore the idle medics who stood around, not yet experienced enough to do the serious work and the patients who glared at him from behind their ice packs, envious that others were getting attention. It didn't matter if someone was in worse condition everyone wanted to be treated first, every one was more important than the other. Two more years and he would finally be free to get out of this sterile smelling place.
   Around another corner. Down another hallway and he pushed through the final doors that letd to F wing....and then the door that lead to the emergency room where she was being held.

And they were just in time.

As soon as they had brought her in, the young rookie medics and hopeful receptionist had placed her down on her side, propping her upright with whatever they could while being wary not to further injure the broken arm bones and fractured ribs. In this position, it made it easier for the attending nin to get to her injuries, but it wasn't any better on her. There was no comfortable position when you had the inures of a three story straight fall.
A younger shinobi with blonde hair and steady hands, hurreidly searched through the room, looking for the anaesthetic gel that would cool her burns and numb the area. She opened the bottle up as instucted, squeezed some out on to her hand and just as she brought her hand to the female's bare back. Just as she was close enough to feel the heat that radiated off her skin.....

Tenmei snapped.

Despite the pain that tore through her nerves like red hot needles, the young girl's white knuckled fist, swung out to knock away the hand of good intentions, holding her back at arms length with a iron hot grip that would slowly burn away at her flesh if it was allowed to continue.
The male on her other side suffered the same fate when he came at her throbbing veins with a shallow needle, attempting to administer a sedative. Something....anything that could calm her down....
But, out of all the pain she caused them, it was nothing compared to the tearing at her throat, the ripping of her vocal cords as she screamed at an unknown terror, haunting her unfocused silver eyes.
But that wasn't enough. It was never....enough.
With this state of panic, came the increase of heat, making it near impossible for anyone to touch her. Not without getting second degree burns the second they touched her....

And it would only get worse from here.

"NO!! Don't touch me!! Don't let them touch me. Stay away from me! Stay away...."

The half coherent words gave way to violent coughing and Atsube saw his chance. Rushing to the the older female's side, he reached to his left for a thick towel, wrapping it around his hands before trying to pry the girl's death grip away from the screeching shinobi who's skin was quickly changing to a unsettling shade of purple.
  "She's burning them! Get her hand away from him" Atsube yelled out over the cries and screams of the distressed Shinobi in the room.
  "What the hell is scaring her? We haven't done anything yet. And where the hell are my fresh towels. We need some ice over here. Now!
Move people! Move!! We don't have much time"

After he had managed to at least save the hand of the female medic, Atsube tried to pin the thrashing female's arm down by her side, still using the towel as a barrier between their skin. It was clear this wasn't going to last long before the fibres heated up too. What were they going to do?

"How can we heal her when she is like....Strafe. Thank goodness"

Atsube could not have been any more relieved.
The fabric beneath his fingers was starting to burn up, warming his chilled hands, tainting the air with that distinctive acrid smell, causing the slivers of smoke to rise and mingle at the stark white ceiling. Out of all the people to come, he was glad these two were here. Isamu had impressive medical knowledge and experience, making him a powerful asset in any situation. But Strafe was an Aisu as well. He could cool her down while they worked on her....injuries. If only she would calm down enough for them to get to the cut....
Time was slipping away....and so was she. Tenmei was dying.

"Yes. Let's get to it! Strafe. Isamu. I follow your lead"

5Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Sun Sep 29, 2013 7:16 pm



It was a mess. The entire place was in turmoil, and through it all, Isamu followed Atsube through the halls and to room of Tenmei, a woman whom he'd heard of now and again but never had the chance of meeting. She was in bad shape, covered in broken bones and electrical burns, her blood tainting the gurney she laid on. Strafe had arrived, as well, and they were all in the room surrounding her. The commotion around her made it difficult for Isamu to see clearly, but by the looks of it, people were touching her skin and it was burning them. She screamed violently, her body lunging left and right. "NO!! Don't touch me!! Don't let them touch me. Stay away from me! Stay away...." Isamu felt sorry for the woman, and wondered what could have possibly happened to put her in this position, but that wasn't the problem at hand. He nodded to Atsube, who had wrapped a towel around her arm to stop the heat. Obviously, it wasn't holding up very well, and the room was starting to fill with smoke. Atsube looked unsure of what to do, and he turned to Isamu.

"Yes. Let's get to it! Strafe. Isamu. I follow your lead." Isamu turned to Strafe, then looked back to Tenmei. "Alright, we need to get her in stable condition. Blood loss isn't too much of a problem here, but she's got plenty of broken bones and electrical burns. I can handle those, to an extent. She's slipping fast, the issue how fast we can do it and not if we can do it at all. Her burning hands or whatever, those won't be a problem. Both my kekkei genkai and Strafe's can help with it; I have Medical Suiton and he has Ice Release. Atsube, I'm going to use a jutsu that will both restrict her and heal her slowly at the same time. Use the opportunity to give her anesthesia so we can proceed with surgery." Atsube nodded and went to fetch the appropriate materials.

Isamu spoke to Strafe. "You're going to be doing a lot here, alright? I'm going to use my kekkei genkai and it hold her down while it heals her. That doesn't guarantee that the water won't be evaporated by her skin. Keep the room cold using your Hyōton, and use any Medical Ninjutsu you can to heal these burns, my kekkei genkai won't be enough for those." and without further ado, Isamu made a series of hand seals. When he reached the final one, Dog, water began to come out from his mouth, like a fountain, until it encased most of Tenmei (except her head). He held the Dog hand seal, and called out. "Maeda: Umi no Shinsei." The water compressed, similar to the Water Prison Jutsu, to keep her restrained within its pressure. Her wounds began to heal at a slow rate, as the bones within shifted back into place and torn tissue regenerated. He kept his concentration on her alone throughout this process, and his motivation to keep her alive...

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Name: Maeda: Umi no Shinsei (Maeda: Ocean's Sanctity)
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: A-Rank
Type: Supplementary/Defensive
Element: Suiton
Range: 10 meters or Self
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: 1-3 posts
Cooldown: 7 posts after it ends
[left]Description: This is an advanced technique that is the signature move of the Maeda. First, the user creates a mass of water using Seinaru Izumi no Jutsu, and either encases themselves or someone up to 10 meters away with it. While encased in the water, targets will be healed every post; during the first post, cuts of an inch and under, 1st degree burns, and bruises are healed; during the second, cuts of two inches and under, 2nd degree burns, bruises and bone fractures are healed; on the 3rd post, cuts of up to 4 inches deep, 3rd degree burns, broken bones, nerve damage, and any form of bleeding are all healed. The coating of water is extremely heavy and pressurized, preventing the target from moving or using any jutsu while it is active; this same trait also works as a defense mechanism, blocking all jutsu of C-Rank and lower, up to 2 B-Rank jutsu (1 if it is Raiton, 3 if it is Katon), or 1 A-Rank jutsu before dissipating. Bukijutsu and Taijutsu of B-Rank and higher will penetrate the water, but won't cause it to dissipate, allowing it to continue healing. The user may move freely while it is active, but cannot use any other jutsu.

6Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Mon Sep 30, 2013 10:32 pm

Strafe Aisu

Strafe Aisu

Strafe's eye opened in horror as he saw the young woman thrashing on the table in pain and suffering. Whoever did this to Tenmei would pay, dearly. She screamed and attacked the medical ninja who were around her, burning them in the process. Strafe observed her face and body movements. She was obviously traumatized mentally by the battle that she survived, though barely. He looked to all the other medical ninja present in the room and saw their distress. They had no idea how they were going to heal this poor girl, but that was why Isamu and himself had been called in. He turned his head to listen to Isamu, who seemed like a doctor who was about to perform surgery. The progress that the Maeda clan member had made was astounding, even to Strafe. All of his ideas and commands were exactly what he would do himself. Strafe smiled as Atsube ran off to prepare the anesthesia. They had to make sure she was ready.

He listened to Isamu's plan with intent. It was intelligent and efficient. If Isamu wasn't careful, he could take Strafe's position as Sannin one day. "Sounds good. I've got just the jutsu in mind." Strafe said nodding to the man. He watched as Isamu created an impressive amount of water and wrapped it around the chunnin's body. He smiled as it started to heal her, but that would not last long. He could already see the steam starting to roll of the liquid, signifying that her body temperature was evaporating the water almost instantly. Strafe sighed and focused his body's temperature to drop, allowing the air around him to become chilly. This would be just enough to counteract her own body heat for a few moments. He then decided to help Isamu a bit further before performing a jutsu of his own. "I'm going to add a little more water to your jutsu, but it's also going to keep the water from evaporating so quickly. Trust me on this." Strafe said confidently as she lifted his hands in front of him.

Only moments after he lifted his hands in front of him, he created a ball of water that was unqiue in appearance. It had accents of light blue streaking through the water, signifying the Aisu chakra that ran through it. He focused on his chakra control while lowering the water to combine with Isamu's technique. After a little adjusting, he allowed the condensed water to spread evenly into the Maeda clan technique, dropping the temperature of the water enough to fully stop the evaporation. The first step was complete. "Now, The room temperature along with the lowered temperature of the water should keep it from evaporating. I'm going to use another medical jutsu to speed up the healing process." He said with a confident nod of the head. Strafe quickly formed the Ram seal and channeled chakra over to Tenmei's body. Her body started to glow with a blue aura, signifying that the healing process had started. With the combined medical expertise of Isamu and Strafe, Tenmei would be perfectly fine, or so he hoped.

Advanced Recovery Method Training: 1022/2000

Chakra 310/350:
Name: 癒す水道 {Iyasu Suidou ~ Rejuvenating Water}
Canon/Custom: Custom||Zen
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary
Element: Suiton
Range: Close
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: 2 posts.
Cooldown: 4 posts.
Description: The user needs at least 3 quarts of water to use this jutsu. Channeling their chakra through the water, the user gives it healing properties. By ingesting it, the target can be healed of malaise, such as minor internal bleeding. Also, this water may be manipulated by the user, and can be held on top of a wound to heal moderate damage, such as gashes and fractured bones. If used on a healthy person, the water may be ingested to slightly begin healing before a wound is inflicted. This heals the taken damage, effectively reducing the amount caused in the first place; all attacks deal half a rank less damage.

Name: Advanced Recovery Method (高度回収法 ~ Kōdo Kaishū-Hō)
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: A
Type: Supplementary
Element: N/A
Range: 5 meters
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable (-10 chakra per post)
Cooldown: 10 posts
Description: Advanced Recovery Method is the epitome of traditional healing techniques. The user creates a Ram hand seal and transmits their chakra throughout their own body or the body of an ally up to five meters away. The chakra will envelope the target, granting a radiant glow that's color varies with each user. Each post this move is maintained, it will heal four inches of torn, shredded or severed muscle tissue, and all burns. Broken bones and damage to major organs will take three posts to heal completely. This cannot heal deeper than five and a half inches, and it cannot regenerate severed limbs or removed organs. Cooldown begins once the technique is deactivated.


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7Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Tue Oct 01, 2013 8:56 am





Atsube couldn't believe what he was seeing.
For three years he had been working in this place, patching up cuts, putting ice on bruises, healing the others and reassuring parents that their child is not dying. Not once in those years of medical training did he see anything like this.
She was pale, that much was certain. With every breath passed, the colour slipped further from her torn skin, stealing away the rose from her cheeks and the ferocious gleam in her eyes, leaving nothing but a ghostly shade of white that hung on her skin like a sickly sheet. But despite this...despite the lack of circulation and slowed heart rate, her skin was as hot as his mothers oven, burning anyone who even so much as brought their hand close. In was almost like her body was compensating for the lack of heat it was getting normally.


The second that icy droplets touched her scorched, bone white skin, it erupted, exploding in to a cloud of steam with an almost evil hiss, filling the sterile air with whispy snake like coils that swirled and danced up through the room, before dying away at the painfully clear ceiling....only to be replaced with a new handful of steam.
It was rare seeing this sort of display in such a cold place. Nothing ever got that here. Well... not hot enough to turn the oxygen in to tumbling white clouds anyway. Although it stole Atusbe's attention away for a few minutes, the injured girl brought it right back.
Just watching her, was heart breaking really. The way she helplessly tried to fight the water that tangled around her limbs, clinging to her skin like a cocoon, holding her in place. It was easy to see that despite her position, she refused to give in even though this female was no where near strong enough to attack this technique

"Use the opportunity to give her anesthesia so we can proceed with surgery."

He was already half way out the door when the words registered in his mind. With only so much as a nod to detail his understanding, the younger Medical nin headed out, disappearing around the corner with the echoes of orders following him down the hall.



She was scared. Properly.....scared.
Tenmei could hear the voices all around her....but they were strange. Distorted. Muffled. Distant. It sounded like they were calling to each other through a buzzing sandstorm, down the bottom of a valley where it echoed past her and yet she couldn't quit hear.
Those words were not the only thing that reminded her of that first exam. Everything here was so bright. The light above her, the pure white ceiling that covered her like the lid on a prison cell. The figures, watching over her like twisted angels, appearing as black spots across her eyes. It was terrifying.....simply terrifying.  She wasn't going to let these people touch her. She wouldn't let them hurt her again. Not like they hurt Masanori and those other people on the bridge.....


The mask came down. Her muscles tensed up.
And Tenmei screamed as she tried to fight them away, one more time before the sweet smelling anesthesia started to take her away what little energy she had left.  Wthat fight she had left.....
 "NO!! I won't let you hurt them again. Leave me alone. Stop.....stop"
But her words were as empty as her attempts at fighting away the restraints. Useless. Slowly, the tension in her vessels started to slip away with the erratic breathing and the muscles loosened off one by one, relaxing in to the sedative that felt so good in her blood stream.
But....just as she was entering the blissful world of dreams....just as she was slipping away in to that beautiful world of bliss her vision cleared....and what a surprise when she saw a familiar face. Someone she had not seen in a good couple of months.

Tenmei could never forget those eyes. Stern, bluer than the ice they were so well known for, but warmer than her own skin.
Within seconds the relief extended out from the tightness in her chest to her own steel grey eyes, bringing forward tears that tricked down her cheeks, intermingling with the ground below.
"S....Strafe....I'm so sorry. So.......sorry"

And thankfully. Everything went black.



Atsube let out an audible sigh as he slowly pulled the mask away from the female's face, watching as her muscles slowly unwound one by one until her shivering form collapsed under the weight of her own exhaustion. Blacking out with the relaxing effects of the sedative.
That had been hard though. Stressful. The moment he put that mask on, attempting to feed her the anesthetic for the first time, she had lost it....more than she had before. The heat rose so high that he could have sword that, even with the cold of Strafe's ability the mask would melt right on to her skin.....
If it had not been for that moment....that fleeting moment of calm. She would end up worse than before.

"She's under. Let's get this done"

8Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Wed Oct 02, 2013 1:33 am



Atsube stared intently at Tenmei's laid out figure, waiting for the anesthesia to take effect. It took all of a few moments, and she apologized to Strafe in a low tone before falling unconscious. Atsube turned his attention back to the medics. "She's under. Let's get this done" Isamu nodded in response. So, surgery. This was something he hadn't done in a while, but he was never good at it to begin with. He always had someone else handle it back in his days at the hospital; he was too nervous, too shaky, he didn't want to mess up and end up killing someone just with a slip of the wrist. Yes, a slip of the wrist was all it took to slice an artery or sever a tendon, or worst yet, puncture an organ. He didn't want that burden on his shoulders...but today, he had to prove himself and overcome this fear. A life depended on it.

Tenmei was in stable condition, breathing steadily and unaware of what was about to happen, at least for the most part. Isamu held his hand up, and chakra formed a blade around it. The Chakra Scalpel technique. He brought his hand down to her chest, and cut her open. Her skin split like smooth paper between scissors, revealing a plethora of processes occuring within her. She bled slightly from the open wound, but most of her bleeding was sectioned in different areas of her body, primarily internal bleeding. He used his kekkei genkai to create more water, and poured it over her wounds and her organs, healing them slowly. She still seemed unstable though; her breathing and heart rate was heightened, as if she was hurt badly, despite her wounds being nearly healed. Then, he noticed it; one of her ribs was broken, and was pressing against her lung. This was bad...if it punctured, she could have trouble breathing. It could lead to pneumonia and other complications. If she was unlucky enough, it could even kill her. Goal #1...fix this rib.

"Someone heal this rib, or at least get it back into place. Be careful, though, it's almost stabbing her lung. Once we fix that, I'll close her up, and she should be fine, she'll just need a lot of natural recovery and physical therapy. "

Learning Chakra Scalpel
Word Count: 1,658/2,000

Name: Seinaru Izumi no Jutsu (Holy Fountain Technique)
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary
Element: Suiton
Range: Wherever the water makes contact
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: 1-2 posts
Cooldown: 6 posts
Description: The user concentrates and creates water that works as a healing elixir of sorts. It can be applied to wounds to heal them over a period of time, capable of healing 1st degree burns, cuts of an inch and under and bruises on the first post of contact, and 2nd degree burns, cuts of three inches and under, bruises and bone fractures after two posts of contact. A Suiton jutsu of B-Rank or lower may be infused with this water to give it these healing properties (the user will still pay the chakra cost for both this jutsu and the one they are using in conjunction with it) or just use this technique to create the water and apply it to a wound directly.

Name: Chakra Scalpel (チャクラのメス ~ Chakura no Mesu)
Canon/Custom: Canon
Rank: A
Type: Offensive, Supplementary
Element: None
Range: Self
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: 4 posts
Cooldown: 5 posts from end of duration
Description: Easily one of the most versatile techniques in a medic-nin's arsenal and notorious for the damage it can bring in combat. After making the tiger, horse, and rat seals respectively, the user channels chakra 1-inch around the hands, sharpening it to the point where it can easily slice through materials like wood and flesh. In turn, the user can use this technique for highly accurate incisions necessary for surgeries and anatomical dissections. Unlike regular scalpels, the chakra scalpel can make more precise cuts that reduce the risk of infection during surgery. The chakra scalpel can also be used offensively. While the user won't be able to exert the precision needed to make fatal cuts due to the relative chaos of battle (the deepest it can cut is 2 and 1/2 inches), it can still effectively cut muscle tissues and tendons; muscles cut more than once with the scalpel will be rendered useless for one post afterward, and if tendons in the leg are cut, the opponent will be immobile for one post. In addition, the technique also gives the user an increased level of durability over their chakra clad hands, able to endure three hits of an A-rank or lower non-elemental blade before receiving damage.

9Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:21 am

Strafe Aisu

Strafe Aisu

His mind raced with the speed of a cheetah as the medical ninja focused on everything at once. He could trust Isamu, that much he was sure of, but he didn't know the skill level of these other people. Unfortunately, he had not had the privilege of working at the hospital as much as he would have liked, leaving him uncertain of their level of competence. His eyes shot from one subject to the other as he focused his chakra to heal certain aspects of the girls body, still using the Advanced Healing Method. Suddenly, he was snapped back to the dark reality of her condition as she spoke out in a low and weak tone. Tears streaked down her face as she seemed to be truly happy to see him. He could not help but respond with a tear of his own. The white lights danced off it's surface as it streamed down the Sannin's face and fell to the floor. As it connected with the tiles below, she fell into the slumber that she had been searching for. The poor girl was finally at peace.

Strafe shook his head to regain his focus and smiled at the girl. "It's okay, Tenmei." He said as calmly as possible as he heard Isamu's voice sound out. He looked quickly to see one of her ribs resting harshly against the surface of her lung. His eyes widened in urgency as he quickly focused chakra in that area. It would not be easy to fix such a problem without physically helping the process, but he could not risk the puncturing of her lung. Making a mistake like that could mean the end of her short life, and he would not allow such a fate to befall her. He concentrated on the flow of the chakra he was using, making sure the jutsu was perfect in order to heal her. Any complications would make matters worse and he didn't know how much more they could handle. "I'll try to heal the rib as quickly as possible. I might take another 5 minutes though, so please be patient." Strafe spoke confidently to Isamu as he did nothing but focus with the intent of saving her life. He could not live with himself if she died like this. Not here, not now.

What seemed like an eternity passed, but in reality it was only a minute and a half. Strafe could see the rib slowly healing and moving into to place. This was good. If he could continue the jutsu uninterrupted, the rib would be healed in the next few minutes and Isamu could seal her up. His eyes narrowed as he showed nothing but determination for the situation at hand. He would not fail. He was a Sannin of the village hidden in the mist, and he would prove their worth.

Advanced Recovery Method Training: 1506/2000

Chakra 300/350:
Name: Advanced Recovery Method (高度回収法 ~ Kōdo Kaishū-Hō)
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: A
Type: Supplementary
Element: N/A
Range: 5 meters
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable (-10 chakra per post)
Cooldown: 10 posts
Description: Advanced Recovery Method is the epitome of traditional healing techniques. The user creates a Ram hand seal and transmits their chakra throughout their own body or the body of an ally up to five meters away. The chakra will envelope the target, granting a radiant glow that's color varies with each user. Each post this move is maintained, it will heal four inches of torn, shredded or severed muscle tissue, and all burns. Broken bones and damage to major organs will take three posts to heal completely. This cannot heal deeper than five and a half inches, and it cannot regenerate severed limbs or removed organs. Cooldown begins once the technique is deactivated.


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10Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Thu Oct 03, 2013 11:55 pm



Strafe took over from there, working his way at the rib to get it back into place and heal it properly. His technique, in terms of surgery, was dexterous and precise, just as any decent medic's should be. Isamu nodded with approval and concentration as he watched, waiting, hoping...soon, Strafe had it stable and away from the lung with no damage dealt to any nearby organs. The coast was clear, and this operation was set to end. It had already been, what, 2 hours or so? Procedures like this always tended to vacuum away time, as all medics participating were so focused on saving the person in front of them that the world around seemed to slip by unnoticed. The O.R. was similar to another dimension, where all that mattered to those within was what was happening inside of it and whether the patient lived or died. It was all really...surreal, and beyond imagination, that they were actually saving lives, every day, in this building. If angels existed, medics were certainly the best of them.

Isamu closed Tenmei up, sewing carefully with the suture, until she was whole again. The blood was cleaned from around the room, and it was silent, save the sound of steady breathing from he, Strafe, and everyone else. Atsube didn't say anything, only patted Isamu and Strafe on the back before scurrying off to the H-Wing to do the surgery he was supposed to hours ago. Isamu looked to each one of those around him, then back to Tenmei on the table. "Good work, everyone, she's gonna be alright. Wheel her to a room and get her set up, will you?" he asked the medic across from him, who nodded and took Tenmei away. Isamu looked back at Strafe. "Never thought I'd working here again, but I'm glad we saved her. I couldn't have done it without you, Strafe, you're a wonderful guy." He gave Strafe a sly wink before turning. "See you around, I'm going home to get much-needed rest." he called out to the Sannin before exiting, and making his way out of the hospital.

He didn't even bother to wash off his clothes, he was too tired for that; he figured he could always do it later.

(Exit Thread)

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11Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:11 am

Strafe Aisu

Strafe Aisu

Strafe watched with joy as the rib slowly started to heal and return to it's natural position. Sweat rolled down his forehead as he continued to concentrate on the jutsu at hand. It seemed like the process was taking forever, but that was okay. As long as she was healed and out of harms way. After a few more minutes, the healing was complete. Strafe sighed with relief as he released the medical technique. Surgery was always something that took so much focus, that it left him exhausted. Not to mention that it was surgery on a good friend. Regardless, she would be okay and that was all he wanted. Isamu closed her up with care and the room's atmosphere lightened. Everyone was finally starting to smile and act as if it had been a success. Strafe turned to Atsube, who had been watching and assisting the entire few hours he had been in here. "Please make sure she is taken care of. If anything else comes up, you know where to find me." Strafe said with a serious tone that meant that he cared about Tenmei.

After listening to Tenmei on that mission so long ago, the poor girl had been through enough in her life. To suffer these injuries defending the village that she wasn't even fully accepted in was something that would stay with her. He turned to Isamu, who spoke to him. "Thank you for your help and I'm always available to help a friend. Please go get some rest, you did more than your share of work today." Strafe replied with a smile. A few more moments passed and Isamu left the room, probably headed home to sleep some. It didn't sound like a bad idea. Strafe turned to look at Tenmei once more. He watched as they cleaned up the area, making it look as if the surgery had not even happened. "I leave her to your care." He said nodding to one of the medical ninja in the room before nodding towards the young chunnin. He then turned to leave, walking out the door slowly and down the hall. He couldn't help but wonder what she would say when she woke up. She would probably want to speak with him, which was fine. It had been much to long since they had spoken.

He left the hospital and greeted by none other than Momaru. "Everything go okay?" The lion asked with a worried expression. "It went great, Tenmei is fine." Strafe said as he climbed onto the beasts back. "Good, I came as soon as I heard it was her. I knew you had it though." Momaru said trying to comfort the ninja, and Strafe simply smiled bashfully in response. It was time to go home and sleep. "Let's get to the house, Momaru." Strafe said to his long time friend. In what seemed like an instant, they were rushing from rooftop to rooftop, heading in the direction of the residential district. After a few minutes, they appeared at the house, stopping gracefully. "Thank you for the ride. I'll see you tomorrow." Strafe said as he nodded to his friend before walking inside the house. He immediately got to his room and stripped down. He laid down on his bed to try to sleep, though he doubted he would get any. The only thing he could think about was who was responsible for tonight. He would find out.

-Exit Thread-

Advanced Recovery Method Training: 2089/2000 [Completed]

Chakra 290/350:
Name: Advanced Recovery Method (高度回収法 ~ Kōdo Kaishū-Hō)
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: A
Type: Supplementary
Element: N/A
Range: 5 meters
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable (-10 chakra per post)
Cooldown: 10 posts
Description: Advanced Recovery Method is the epitome of traditional healing techniques. The user creates a Ram hand seal and transmits their chakra throughout their own body or the body of an ally up to five meters away. The chakra will envelope the target, granting a radiant glow that's color varies with each user. Each post this move is maintained, it will heal four inches of torn, shredded or severed muscle tissue, and all burns. Broken bones and damage to major organs will take three posts to heal completely. This cannot heal deeper than five and a half inches, and it cannot regenerate severed limbs or removed organs. Cooldown begins once the technique is deactivated.


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12Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Fri Oct 04, 2013 8:43 am



It was a couple of hours later when Solstice had managed to fight the urge to rush to the side of her friend, she had to wait out of the room as the surgery was in progress, and though she had some of the right to burst in there, she left it to the professionals, and with bodies counted up on the patrol there was much that she had to do in the mean time, but the attack still needed to be documented, and a debrief from Tenmei was more than essential to learning the motives behind these people. Once Solstice was given the clear to enter the room, she walked in briskly, with a small burner and a tea tray, as well as her mother's assortment of herbal ingredients, hopefully it would be a nice surprise to see her friend here in hospital, and enough to put a small smile on her face.

Two ANBU were the only two who were able to survive the encounter, and neither of them had issued in a formal report with Solstice yet, something which she was eagerly awaiting, taking a seat in the room she lit the small hot plate with a tinderbox and allowed the water to be bought to a boil, laying the bed tray over Tenmei's knees without so much as saying a word until she was seated and comfortable. Smiling faintly, her eyes gazed up and down the length of her body, she seemed to have had her sheets changed in the time it had taken her to finish up her duties as the Mizukage, but she had put the rest of her now busy life temporarily on hold for her close, and probably closest friend.

Opening her mouth, hopefully to Tenmei's response, Solstice began to pour the two of them a cup of calming tea, to soothe her nerves as well as the pain, poppy and lavender amongst the aromatic flavours which began to fill the room when it touched the hot water. Hey, here you go, I bought you tea, Im sorry i could not come in earlier, the doctors wouldn't let me... she said sympathetically, hoping Tenmei would understand, Solstice would have felt terrible if she had somehow made the healing process more complicated than it needed to be.

Slipping her hand free of one of her cloves before sliding it across the sheets to Tenmei's and holding it for a short moment to console her that everything was okay, and convey that she was safe, and away from harm. At the very least for now, in this very moment, nothing could hurt the any more than they already had. So, what happened? How did you end up like this Tenmei? who did this to you? She asked with concern, and worry more than duty as a Kage, worry washed over her face, although she was a tad more direct than she had initially intended, the result was still the same, asking her friend if she was feeling better, and wanting to know how she was hurt.

Taking a cup of tea for herself Solstice's long black coat fell down the back of the chair to the floor her heart racing as she leaned inwards for the information she was hoping to hear. There was very little in the ninja world which was able to take on a boarder patrol like that and come out without a single loss on their own side, so, something went down, and they needed a play by play of what that something was, but, such thoughts did not cross the mind of the Mizukage, simply asking her friend in such a way as to begin conversation, kindness and warmth radiating from her in a strange juxtaposition, of warmth to cold.

She could feel Tenmei's heat radiating off her, though she had used some of her fire, it was not as hot as it usually was should she be in a pain-ridden state, but it was still hotter than usual. Solstice matched her heat to create comfort between them and their touch, searching Tenmei's eyes for an answer with her own just as much as her ears waited for her response. Take your time, you dont need to talk right now if you dont want to, im here...


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13Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Sat Oct 05, 2013 6:25 pm



"It's time to wake little candle"



It was so different than before.

Before, there were people everywhere, walking around, yelling and shouting, filling her ears with foreign words and orders she didn't quite understand. There was the buzzing of money eating monitoring machines, as they beeped and pinged all around the room, telling them what they wanted to hear...that she was still alive. The footsteps, the metal scraping on metal, grating against her frayed nerves. Nothing was more terrifying than when they held her down and forced that mask on to her face, feeding her a gas which blurred the lines of her dream world and the reality she had secretly wanted to escape....
It had all disappeared. Gone. She was alone.
Those foreign words, spoken so strongly had been reduced to the hushed whispers of the medic outside her door as they gossiped to a friend. The only machine left in here was the one that beeped every now and then, following the rhythm of her heart beat keeping in time with the ticking clock and dripping tap.

She hated it here....
It reminded her of back then. That time so long ago now.

Slowly....slowly, the young female's senses started to fully return, allowing her to get a better hold of her surroundings
The paper crisp sheets that she had been wrapped in, so cool and smooth against her skin, were as dry as a bone despite the water that coated her skin once before. That was different, as was the cleaned  and bleached lino and the hospital grade clothes she was now wearing..... but those bright lights over head, shining down like an unnatural sun, the sterile white of the ceiling above her, and this feeling in the pit of her stomach, like knots being pulled tight by hundreds of little hands. That was all the same. The worries and anxieties that plagued her mind before the sweet tasting gas took over her consciousness was still the same as before.

What were they going to think of her now?

Carefully now

Tenmei sat up, allowing her sight to settle on the one part of the room that wasn't spinning. Everything ached.
She could feel the work they did on her. Repairing the broken ribs, the arms, the fractured bones in her legs. Even the burns that patterned across her skin and the deep scar across her back had been stitched up with a skill, she couldn't even start to fathom. But even with the talent of the medics that dealt with her, none of them could stop the pain that still throbbed in her chest with every steady heart beat....
  Despite the pain, despite the aching, Tenmei brought her knees to her chest and lowered her head so her clammy forehead rested lightly rested on the bend of her legs. Her arms came up around to steady this position and the young girl allowed her mind to drift to those memories....the ones she wished weren't there.

Knock knock knocking.

It was the tapping against the door and the grating squeak that drew the girl's attention back to the world outside her regrets. She didn't want to be around anyone. She didn't want to see these people, and answer there questions. Was it too much to ask to just go home and pretend that none of this had happened? Was it too much to ask if she could fade away back in to the darkness of that musty, dust forgotten corner and only come back when the rain had washed away what she had done?  No. It was too much....
Tenmei raised her head up just enough to see who it was, parting her cracked lips to speak in that fractured voice...telling them to go away and leave her alone......but no words came. No sounds. Just the tears that she thought had all dried up.

No chance of that either.

Without so much as a word between them, the Sotsuji watched transfixed as the older female sat down and poured out two cups of tea, the scent quickly overpowering the cleanliness odor it had before.
For that short moment, Tenmei was unsure of what she was to say. People died...people died and it was all her fault. Again. And the one person she didn't want to ever disappoint was sitting here down beside the professionally made bed and serving her tea.
In the end it didn't matter. She placed the cup on the bed side table, turned her eyes away, and the second that icy pale hand had come up around to clasp at hers.....she let go.
Tears rolled from her eyes down to her cheeks, creating moist lines against her dry skin, disappearing before they could drip off her jaw.
Her bandaged body shook, her hands trembled, and all Tenmei could do was sit there and wait for her jagged breathing to calm once more..

And she waited.

It would take a few moments, then a few sips of tea to still those thoughts, but soon she was able to speak again through the occasional tear that still escaped her control.

So, what happened? How did you end up like this Tenmei? who did this to you?

A deep breath. Another mouthful of steaming liquid and she started to replay the memories once more.

"As you know, I was put on to border patrol with.....with Masanori this morning, along with a few others. We got there a little late, but there were these other people there. I think there were two....No. There were three of them there. Two males and a female. It was the male.....the larger male that did this to them"

Another breath. Another sip of tea.

"The Jounin in charge of border patrok. He attacked the male, the one the strange female called 'Master'. But....the jounin was cut to pieces. I barely saw it happen. One moment this Master was building up immense amounts of chakra and then our group leader was sliced up.
This Master. He didn't say his name but he was experienced. He was fast and strong....and he used puppets.
Yes. Now I remember. He used strings to cut up the Jounin, and the puppet stabbed......the puppet stabbed Masanori. It was made of metal and heavy looking, but it moved around with ease. I didn't get much of a look at it, but it looked like a girl.....a twisted metal girl"

Having finished that cup already, she placed it back down and used the back of her hand to wipe away what water remained on her cheeks. Her breathing was still unsteady and getting the words out clear was hard. But.....she didn't want to further disappoint her.
Not any more....

"We tried to fight him. I tried all I could but I.....He moved like you did.
I wasn't good enough to stop him.
The thing is though....He said he was employed by our country before. He claimed to have killed one of the Shichiouza and had their head as a present to you. He told me that he had killed many enemies and stopped wars of the mist but someone came at him with blades. I swear it was not one of us. We would never have.....
He said he had been doing things for Kiri for over twenty years but...why have I not heard of this? No one has heard of this.

I burnt the side of his face, but it didn't bother him at all.
It was weird. Not only did he move like you, but he also had this bell. It sounded odd, but once he used it .....the puppet and he moved seperately. Like he didn't need to control it anymore....
The next person was cut up by this puppet....shredded to ribbons....there was nothing I could do. And then....the next fell because heat wave hit them. He pushed them in the way of my attack and they were stabbed and was my fault..."

She was faltering. Her words were failing.
Tenmei needed to finish.

"He used a seal on his blade for something I dont remember and when he hit me....I felt the lightning. It....It burned my skin....there was nothing I could do, he was too fast.....and then he cut me....but Masanori.......Masanori was cut in half....and it....and he....saved me but he is gone....He thought I was dead, Solstice. He thought I was dead and that was why he left me there. I heard him say he was coming for you. He was coming to see you.
This man is a leader with wicked power and a wicked puppet to match.  He uses swords and blades and who knows how many people he commands......

I'm sorry.....I am so....sorry"

That was it. She couldn't handle it any more.
The words broke off and she was, once more, reduced to the shuddering sobs, speaking volumes of the regret, the blame she had layered on herself ever since that morning. She couldn't stop these people from coming in to the village. She couldn't stop them from killing a person she cared about. If she couldn't protect the people that she promised to stand by no matter what.

Then what good was she.

14Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Mon Oct 07, 2013 3:19 am



Solstice listened to the key words which rang true as her friend spoke about the opponents and the nightmare she had faced at the hands of this man and the three people. As she ran out of tea, solstice poured her cup full once again, in hopes to calm her nerves. Though it was a terrible thing to think, and though she now had to send in the death reports of all those who had died there to their families and loved ones, praising them as heroes, at least some good managed to come out of this, and at least Tenmei was still alive... Solstice for a second forsook the thought of the others in thanks that her own friend had not died on the battlefield. Though it was a shame about Masanori... he was an aspiring young ninja, cut down before he had a chance.

But her words echoed...

There were three of them ... Two males and a female ... the one the strange female called 'Master' ... building up immense amounts of chakra and then our group leader was sliced up...and he used puppets...He used strings to cut up the Jounin...It was made of metal and heavy looking... it looked like a girl...a twisted metal girl...He moved like you did. ...he was employed by our country before. ...He claimed to have killed one of the Shichiouza and had their head as a present...He told me that he had killed many enemies and stopped wars of the mist...he had been doing things for Kiri for over twenty years...No one has heard of this... he also had this bell. It sounded odd, but once he did that.....the puppet and he moved separately. Like he didn't need to control it any more...He used a seal on his blade for something I don't remember... ... ...

This was more than simple valuable intelligence, and it seemed that a storm may be coming for the Kirigakure no Sato, but sitting here with her friend right now was more important to solstice, her hand gripped Tenmei's firmly as she leant close and ran a hand through her hair, ushering a calming, caring, caressing whisper in place of a small hush, repeating softly until she was able to calm her quiet enough to be able to talk and voice her opinion a little more to the distraught girl before her.

There there love, you did everything you could, if they are as you say then I doubt there was much that you could have done, with what you told me, in living, you have just saved a great many more lives. People do not hate you, I do not hate you, and nobody blames you Tenmei... Calm words which attempted to soothe Tenmei in her current state. Solstice just wanted all of these things to be over. She had a good idea of the things which Tenmei was the most afraid of now, in the time she had gotten to know the young ninja a lot had changed between them, she had seen the fear in her eyes when she had told her to release all of the fire which was pent up inside of her. Pictures paint a thousand words, and her eyes painted a pictures a thousand fold more.

The mist outside of the window was beginning to get denser as the night began to come closer and closer, casting the gloom of night over the village, foreshadowing what was next to come, but such things took time, and whoever this guy was, was going to need all the time he could to gather whatever forces he has and prepare to take on an entire country of ninja. Smiling softly toward Tenmei nothing could overpower the look of worry in the Mizukage's eyes, a compounded worry built on the foundation of her position within the village, her own friend from who she cared for deeply, the well being of the people and the ever present thought that she did not think she would have to be a part of more than one battle in the long run...

"I wish i Wasn't here,
I wish none of this had happened."

But so do all who live to see such times
but that is not for them to decide...
All you have to decide is what to do,

with the time that is given to you ~


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15Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Mon Oct 07, 2013 11:49 pm



"See. It wasn't your fault. You did all you could. Don't cry my little candle. Listen to her now....listen"

"....okay. How did she know? How does she know?"

It took a while, but eventually the younger female quietened.
The stifled cries hushed to absent minded sniffing as she drew back the tears, while her trembling hands stilled to settle around the ice cold touch of her fingers. For those few moments.....those precious few moments, Tenmei closed her eyes and pretended for a moment that, none of it happened. That she never had gone to the pier that day and never saw those mercenaries as they approached with all the confidence she wished she had. That, their arrogant group leader didn't show hostility. No one would be dead, no one would be hurt.
And she would not here, cowering like a pathetic little child in the arms of someone she hoped to be like one day, wishing and praying that today just didn't happen.....
But like always, she knew these hopes were as empty as the things she was telling herself since she had woken up.

Slowly. Carefully. Tenmei untangled herself from Solstice and sat back upright in beds, brushing the left over regrets away from her red stained eyes. Before she knew it, her hands had then moved to pick up the newly filled cup of tea. Seemingly the only thing that was able to calm her down enough for her breathing to steady.

"That's it. There we go. There was nothing you could have done more. You survived"

While the tea settled her hands, the words settled her mind and Tenmei took a deep breath to suppress the last of her feelings.
He was was she. She wasn't strong enough to fight them off but she survived all the same. Survived when no one else didn't
And now they knew what was to come. This was her purpose in this battle and now she would have to focus on getting better and getting back out in to the field.
Death.....had not had meaning for a long time now.

"They said....they said they wanted to keep me here over night to make sure I am okay, but I can go home tomorrow as long as I be careful not to exert myself too much.
Solstice....he is dangerous. The way he acted around his followers, the way he moves and fights. This guy is a natural leader whose Pride has been wounded. So please be careful..."

Be careful

16Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Tue Oct 08, 2013 6:58 am



Solstice looked to her friend and bought her own cup of tea to her lips, smelling the sweet aroma, and noticing that the scented steam had overpowered the smell of the anaesthetic which had once been the dominating aroma of the room. Looking up and around the room, the white wash walls and the small azaleas which sat on the sill within a small china vase on a pristine white table. The room was barren, unfeeling and cold. Something needed to be done about these rooms, they needed something in them to make them sunnier and less gloomy, though little could be done about them now, and the stress of this entire situation was beginning to cause lines to appear along her brow.

As Tenmei pulled away from her Solstice stood up, interlacing her own fingers and stretching to the sky as Tenmei spoke lightly with worry, listening to her voice for any other emotion. Solstice had caught the glimpse in her eye when she had spoken, knowing she had hit the nail on the head when it had come to her worries. Looking down to her and smiling, not letting Tenmei feel any of her fear, covering it with her own bravery and confidence. Solstice knew that so long as she was leading the City of Kirigakure, and had the support of its brave and many people, there was little that any single aggressor would be able to do to assail the village on their own... though she had been wrong about people before.

But she had said one last thing which would potentially give her the edge against this guy. 'his pride had been wounded...' This was something that she was able to use in a fight, the prideful and the overconfident were things she could fight wither her wits so long as she did not loose her cool against the foreign opponent. But of course there were still questions which were floating round the mind of the Mizukage, 'where did he come from? What was he doing here? what were his other skills like? What things did his puppet have? What Jutsu and elements has he mastered?' there were a great many other things she wished she knew about him before she was to go up against him, which she perceived as a potential hazard.

Smiling calmly she allowed her hands to fall to either side of her. "Don't worry Tenmei, I'm not going to let another killer get ahead of me, this guy, just like the last one will simply prove how strong this amazing country has become as a single iron-clad unit. Together us as a country are unstoppable, and nothing can come between us and our goals... They got the jump on us last time, we won't allow that to happen again, with your help, we're going to crush this guy into a dust so fine, that it will scatter in the smallest mist coloured breeze flowing through the village and lost to time and memory. "

Standing tall and heading for the entrance of the hospital room she turned around to face her friend. A smile crossing her face warmly as her worry began to fade from her face and her eyes, she needed to be strong for her friend, and for the whole village if this was going to become something which shook them down to their foundations as a country. Everyone would be looking to her for strength and guidance, and so she needed to be a pillar which would be able to hold up the entire No Sato if she had to, sheltering all beneath her. But they had already accomplished so much in the last 5 years, not only a complete rebuild of the city, but also with the military missions which had been done, their military strength was more than solid.

"I'm glad you're going to be getting out soon my dear, just, if things are really going to get bad in the next couple of weeks, i need you to be safe. I don't know what i would do if something bad happened to you, so, you be careful. You don't need to worry about me, I'm the Mizukage remember? I have people to help me, and you know I'm the strongest one there is, so, you just worry about you, and focus on getting better, and helping the people of this country. As the winner of the chuunin exams, people are going to be looking to you for guidance as well. So, you need to be there to give it, mmkay?"


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17Slipping - (Open/No Kill) Empty Re: Slipping - (Open/No Kill) on Mon Oct 14, 2013 8:09 pm



She listened.

Even though her eyes remained on the brown speckled stain at the base of the cup, her fingers clenched tight around the warmly smooth porcelain, Tenmei took in every word her mentor, and friend had said.
For the most part, the Chuunin was a mite jealous of the Mizukage. Standing tall and proud with such confidence in her people and in her country.... while she still sat there; aching from temples to toes, wrapped up in the paper white sheets with all her regrets and misery, stitched on the bandages that covered the majority of her torso.
Tenmei had been living in this land for a short time, and she had witnessed the best and worst of these people. Those time where they would corner the younger ranked girl and beat her up for being that little bit different. The times she met those kind people that took her in and called her 'friend' after only meeting her once before....
She had learned early on that these people, both good and bad, were always strong and steadfast.... but unlike the ice blessed female beside her, Tenmei worried. Despite everything she had seen from Kirigakure, would their strength be enough.

Would they be good enough?

"You don't need to worry about me, I'm the Mizukage remember?"

That was right. She I was the Mizukage. She was the strongest shinobi in the entire village. Stronger than the Sanin, smarter, wiser. 
Surely this burly character she had seen at the border, the man who had done away with her so easily, so...carelessly, was no match for the Aisu clan member.... but there it was again.
That deep sense of doubt that niggled at her anxieties, fueling the nerves and the worries that ate away at her oxygen. Tenmei couldn't help but wonder who Solstice was really saying that too. Who was she trying to convince with those bold words? The chuunin wasn't as perceptive as most but she still got that feeling that those sweet reassurances were not just for the sake of her own self confidence. 

"I know you can hear it. She is worried too. You know what you need to do now...don't you?"
"Yes. No....I don't know. Please tell me"
"Silly girl. You need to get stronger. Be better. You can't help her if you just sit here feeling sorry for yourself. She wont worry as much if she is not baby sitting you all the time"
"But I...."
"Time to grow up...little Candle" 

He was right. He was always right.

".....people are going to be looking to you for guidance as well. So, you need to be there to give it, mmkay?"

That. Right there was what she was afraid of. 
Tenmei had seen the difference the moment she had walked out of the coliseum all those weeks ago. It was hard not to really. Every where she looked there were eyes full of hate, renewed jealousy, bitterness...and an anger that was almost tangible enough for her to taste through the dry salt tainted air. But, behind the passive masks of the ones that followed her victims, there was always something else. Something she had not noticed until today....Adoration? Pride? 
A little child, no older than five had clung to her with a bright smile, claiming she was now their hero. Their idol. But she had done nothing to stop the invaders from casually strolling past her breathless form. She had simply watched their footsteps as they stepped just out of her reach.  This hero had killed two members of her own team and watched helplessly as the others fell around her.....

She was no hero. 

"I will do my best. I promise. I won't let you down again"

A shadow of a smile, broke through her solemn features as she looked up to her mentor with a nod. 
No whisper of 'goodbye'. No gesture for good luck. The need for words were long gone and all that left: was the empty, drawn out moment of a held breath. The calm uneasiness before taking that first step onto an unknown path.
So...with Solstice's words weighing on her mind, she laid back down on to the pillows and allowed her world to fade to that familiar darkness. 
There, she would linger...before he would greet her with warm open arms and a kind smile, lulling her to a place she missed. 

And for just a few moments

She forgot.

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