Fistful of Yen.

[KeotsuEclipse]

Scenario: There's a loud crashing as suddenly two brawlers come tumbling out of a saloon, dust kicking up with each quick step made. The air is sweltering with the midday sun, as the sky is burnt a smoldering orange. Throwing aside your broken beer bottle, you stand across from

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, who has taken on a simple stance, his left foot and leg leading.

Rules: No chakra, no explosives. Open fight.

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[Blizzàrd1]

Blizzard biography, first link in signature. Want to limit amount of weapons? Make them collectable if they drop? And keep track of where they drop?

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"Well well isn't this The Taijutsu Master Keotsu." Blizzard said standing across the mighty warrior, he slided his hand in his pocket just to count the number of weapons he had. He has to be cautious, his opponent is no easy deal. "Didn't expect to see someone like you hanging around here, I guess its my lucky day." He let his left leg slide back, remembering the very basics of Taijutsu he had learned in the past, never a fan of the free-form art, Blizzard was more defensive always depending on his natural powers. But today he was looking for something that could measure his own strength, without the gifted powers. How strong was he? He let his right hand forward his fingers pointing upwards, palm straight facing Keotsu. His left hand hid inside his cape. Waited... for an urge, an urge to measure his own strength. "I was hoping I would get that free hair-cut ticket, do you even know what it means to me?"

 

[KeotsuEclipse]

Blizzard biography, first link in signature. Want to limit amount of weapons? Make them collectable if they drop? And keep track of where they drop?

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"Well well isn't this The Taijutsu Master Keotsu." Blizzard said standing across the mighty warrior, he slided his hand in his pocket just to count the number of weapons he had. He has to be cautious, his opponent is no easy deal. "Didn't expect to see someone like you hanging around here, I guess its my lucky day." He let his left leg slide back, remembering the very basics of Taijutsu he had learned in the past, never a fan of the free-form art, Blizzard was more defensive always depending on his natural powers. But today he was looking for something that could measure his own strength, without the gifted powers. How strong was he? He let his right hand forward his fingers pointing upwards, palm straight facing Keotsu. His left hand hid inside his cape. Waited... for an urge, an urge to measure his own strength. "I was hoping I would get that free hair-cut ticket, do you even know what it means to me?"

Works for me. ^_^

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*Keotsu becomes wary as he sees his opponent slide his hand beneath his cloak, most likely taking stock of the weapons he has available to him. Keotsu himself, after crossing the hostile desert, is aware that he has merely three kunai knives and four shuriken left; unfortunately, he does not have a sword with him. He doesn't believe he'll have to worry about jutsu or explosives being used in this brawl, as damage to the town would be quick to invite the rage of the residents.

He is only to aware of the dryness in his throat, having crossed this journey as part of an enlightenment trip, his white robe billowing along with his long hair as the wind blows...*

"I...apologize. But, I don't suppose you'll be satisfied with just words. Tell you what. If you beat me...I'll pay for the haircut."

*Keotsu slaps his wallet, coins jingling as he does so, a sarcastic, yet tired, smile appearing on his face with the sentence. He notices as well, that his opponent still has his left hand within his cloak.

Keotsu rushes forward, the loud rustling of cloth igniting the stagnate air with noise; making sure to start simply, but effectively, he pulls back his left hand, and readies it, before thrusting forward with an open palm, aiming for his opponent's sternum.*

 

[Blizzàrd1]

Works for me. ^_^

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*Keotsu becomes wary as he sees his opponent slide his hand beneath his cloak, most likely taking stock of the weapons he has available to him. Keotsu himself, after crossing the hostile desert, is aware that he has merely three kunai knives and four shuriken left; unfortunately, he does not have a sword with him. He doesn't believe he'll have to worry about jutsu or explosives being used in this brawl, as damage to the town would be quick to invite the rage of the residents.

He is only to aware of the dryness in his throat, having crossed this journey as part of an enlightenment trip, his white robe billowing along with his long hair as the wind blows...*

"I...apologize. But, I don't suppose you'll be satisfied with just words. Tell you what. If you beat me...I'll pay for the haircut."

*Keotsu slaps his wallet, coins jingling as he does so, a sarcastic, yet tired, smile appearing on his face with the sentence. He notices as well, that his opponent still has his left hand within his cloak.

Keotsu rushes forward, the loud rustling of cloth igniting the stagnate air with noise; making sure to start simply, but effectively, he pulls back his left hand, and readies it, before thrusting forward with an open palm, aiming for his opponent's sternum.*

"Oi Oi... I haven't had a hair-cut since... umm... since... forever." His silver hairs getting blown forward by the wind. "I don't want to hurt the town, better not use the explosives, he is on advantage. Keotsu hmm, I have heard stuff about him." thinking while he counted the weapons in the bag. "7 senbons, 3 kunais, and 2 shurikens. Dammit, should've been prepared." "Can't you just pay, eh? Since you are the one who made me lost the ticket, if you hadn't bumped at me the ticket would never have been lost in the first place."

 

[KeotsuEclipse]

"Oi Oi... I haven't had a hair-cut since... umm... since... forever." His silver hairs getting blown forward by the wind. "I don't want to hurt the town, better not use the explosives, he is on advantage. Keotsu hmm, I have heard stuff about him." thinking while he counted the weapons in the bag. "7 senbons, 3 kunais, and 2 shurikens. Dammit, should've been prepared." "Can't you just pay, eh? Since you are the one who made me lost the ticket, if you hadn't bumped at me the ticket would never have been lost in the first place."

"And I wouldn't have bumped into you had you not been making a drunken ruckus..."

*As if to accentuate this, Keotsu motions to the discarded beer bottle.*

 

[Blizzàrd1]

"And I wouldn't have bumped into you had you not been making a drunken ruckus..."

*As if to accentuate this, Keotsu motions to the discarded beer bottle.*

"NANIIIII!? You Mr. will surely pay for my hair-cut AND for that extra hair-gel treatment. U_U" Blizzard almost shout the words while pointing his index finger towards Keotsu. A clinking sound of metal is heard soon after his left hand is out of the bag hidden in the cape. Three senbons slid up his sleeves as he races towards his opponent swinging his right kick in a low position aiming for both of Keotsu's legs. He supports his movement by placing right palm on the ground and pointing the left in his opponent's direction. His left leg bent inwards in a sitting position while his toes shape a circle on the ground due to him spinning.

• Right leg low spin aimed at your legs.
• Left leg and right palm providing support.
• Left hand pointing towards you, senbons hidden inside the sleeves.

 

[KeotsuEclipse]

"NANIIIII!? You Mr. will surely pay for my hair-cut AND for that extra hair-gel treatment. U_U" Blizzard almost shout the words while pointing his index finger towards Keotsu. A clinking sound of metal is heard soon after his left hand is out of the bag hidden in the cape. Three senbons slid up his sleeves as he races towards his opponent swinging his right kick in a low position aiming for both of Keotsu's legs. He supports his movement by placing right palm on the ground and pointing the left in his opponent's direction. His left leg bent inwards in a sitting position while his toes shape a circle on the ground due to him spinning.

• Right leg low spin aimed at your legs.
• Left leg and right palm providing support.
• Left hand pointing towards you, senbons hidden inside the sleeves.

"I don't really understand why a hair-cut is so important..."

*As Blizzard approaches Keotsu, and quickly drops down to do his sweeping kick, a simply enough offense, Keotsu merely steps backwards, out of the range of the strike, avoiding it outright.

Keeping his stance, Keotsu motions simply, aiming to invoke stronger reactions from his opponent.*

"...but, if you're willing to stop kidding around and be serious, then I'll oblige you."

 

[Blizzàrd1]

"I don't really understand why a hair-cut is so important..."

*As Blizzard approaches Keotsu, and quickly drops down to do his sweeping kick, a simply enough offense, Keotsu merely steps backwards, out of the range of the strike, avoiding it outright.

Keeping his stance, Keotsu motions simply, aiming to invoke stronger reactions from his opponent.*

"...but, if you're willing to stop kidding around and be serious, then I'll oblige you."

"I see.. so you want me to get serious, eh? I guess I will show you what that hair-cut meant to me. Baka." Blizzard smiles while he gets up, with his right hand taking off the mechanical wing that has been acting as a weight on his shoulders. "Haven't seen anyone like you since a long time. Show me your full strength!" with a jerk three senbons slide out of his sleeves into the gaps between his fingers forming a claw, it happens instantly as he leaps forward to punch Keotsu on his face. "WAAAAA!"

 

[KeotsuEclipse]

"I see.. so you want me to get serious, eh? I guess I will show you what that hair-cut meant to me. Baka." Blizzard smiles while he gets up, with his right hand taking off the mechanical wing that has been acting as a weight on his shoulders. "Haven't seen anyone like you since a long time. Show me your full strength!" with a jerk three senbons slide out of his sleeves into the gaps between his fingers forming a claw, it happens instantly as he leaps forward to punch Keotsu on his face. "WAAAAA!"

"Baka janai. Keotsu da."

*When Blizzard leaps forward towards Keotsu, the warrior reacts quickly, deftly stepping towards his left while extending his right hand and sweeping it out to his right- his palm makes contact with Blizzard's forearm, deflecting the attack away harmlessly, clawed fist and all.

Stepping forward, though, with the same movement, Keotsu thrust forward with his left hand in an open palm strike, aiming to strike Blizzard in his ribcage, beneath his outstretched arm - following such a movement, though, he swiftly leaps backwards.*

"Your energy is invigorating. How long can you keep up the pace, though? Lets sweeten the deal. If I win, you have to buy me a drink."