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Miss Quinn (May well change characters half way through this session) awaits her sensei, a smile on her face... As always.
Nekura Training w/ Dorky Dork
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Mystogan stepped forwards into the field, looking around after getting close to the oddly-dressed woman. He then looked straight at her.
Are you the Nekura I am to train?
Are you the Nekura I am to train?
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Upon the accusation of being 'odd' Harley's face turns to stone. She looks Mystogan in his concealed eyes and pauses... After a brief moment she bursts out in hysteric laughter speaking as she laughs.
"Ha! Ah, ahh. Sorry, Mr... What can we call you? Mr. Cloaky... No. Mr. Man... No, c'mon Harley you got this... What would bats say, Mysteryman. You know what I don't have time for this stuff, it'll have to do. But yeah, I'm the Nakuru you're training, you may not be Mistah J, but I'm sure you'll do. I Just hope you're smiling under that mask Mr. Maskface... It's official, I'm losing my touch."
She turns to one side.
"Note to self, Send the person RP'ing as me a new joke book. Oh! Better yet, we'll hire her a Jewish friend!"
Turning back to her teacher she smiles (more than she already was) and gives an over-exaggerated wave.
"Ha! Ah, ahh. Sorry, Mr... What can we call you? Mr. Cloaky... No. Mr. Man... No, c'mon Harley you got this... What would bats say, Mysteryman. You know what I don't have time for this stuff, it'll have to do. But yeah, I'm the Nakuru you're training, you may not be Mistah J, but I'm sure you'll do. I Just hope you're smiling under that mask Mr. Maskface... It's official, I'm losing my touch."
She turns to one side.
"Note to self, Send the person RP'ing as me a new joke book. Oh! Better yet, we'll hire her a Jewish friend!"
Turning back to her teacher she smiles (more than she already was) and gives an over-exaggerated wave.
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My god this woman is insane... Mystogan thought to himself. He sighed, and then looked around again.
Fine, we can begin with training. First thing's first, please tell me all you know about the clan, in as much detail as you can provide, including our history, our abilities, and finally end with what rank within the clan you are.
Fine, we can begin with training. First thing's first, please tell me all you know about the clan, in as much detail as you can provide, including our history, our abilities, and finally end with what rank within the clan you are.
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Preparing to answer the mans question Harley predicts she'll be here for a while, takes a seat and pretends to read an imaginary book. With her 'book' in hands she begins to speak.
"Nekura for dummies, chapter one. Says here that the Nekura were formed from the remains of the Juubi's chakra after her... yes. The Juubi is a girl. Battle with SO6P, the chakra escaped into the earth and manifested their whilst it searched for a host, a host whom we later learn is named 'Anshoku'. Just like that, the Nekura were born."
She closes her book and places it gently on the ground, rising back to her feet she approaches the man. Stopping mere inches from his face she ways from side to side and slides her fingers down his left arm.
"The abilities, my"
She leans in close and whispers sensually into his ear, exaggerating every letter that escapes her lips.
"Favourite part."
She leans out again and begins to skip in circles around the man, her boundless energy forces her arms to swing uncontrollably at her sides. More singing than speaking, she continues...
"We control the 'Keigoku', that's what we call the Juubi chakra in special terms. To bring Keigoku to earth however one must open a kind of inter-dimensional portal that the Keigoku can travel through to reach us from its resting place on the dark side of the moon, it is with said portals that we fight.
The Keigoku itself is corrupted to the point that it targets the mind over the body and can inflict severe mental pain with a mere touch on someones skin, our abilities grant us a form of immunity to these effects however, hence why we are able to use the Keigoku to our advantage in battle. As much as I hate to bring him into this, the Keigoku acts wth humans ike the symbiote/venom suit works with that A-Hole Spiderman. It senses them and targets their skin, sticking to their bodies and hanging on, an effect that only works on humans, otherwise Keigoku will travel straight through solid objects as if their were nothing there. Spooky, right?"
She stops skipping and collapses to her knees laughing.
"Ha! I love being dizzy, the world turns even crazier than I am! And that's saying something! HA! HA! HAAAAA!"
Placing a palm to her forehead she shakes the dizziness free and gets to her feet once more, this time she paces back and forth as she speaks in a far more formal tone, mimicking a stereotypical British teachers voice...
"The skilled among us are able to use our Keigoku in other ways other than to inflict mental pain. We can bend wills, drain the opponents mental strength and feed it into our own minds. Some smaller, less helpful perks of joining this clan is that Bijuu can no longer tell us apart from their own kind, giving a kind of Bijuu immunity. Our bodies, being corrupted with demonic energy pushes out foreign chakra, leaving us with a level of immunity to genjutsu, but also leaving us vulnerable since medical ninjutsu is far less effective when used on a Nekura."
She spins to face him and repositions a pair of imaginary glasses on the end of her nose. She winks at him and spins away once more. She walks toward a tree and begins to draw an eye in the bark with a kunai knife.
"Our logo, the eye of the Nekura. And with that, my knowledge is exhausted. I am a Nekura Scourge."
She turns, falls back against the tree, slides down the bark, and sits.
"Nekura for dummies, chapter one. Says here that the Nekura were formed from the remains of the Juubi's chakra after her... yes. The Juubi is a girl. Battle with SO6P, the chakra escaped into the earth and manifested their whilst it searched for a host, a host whom we later learn is named 'Anshoku'. Just like that, the Nekura were born."
She closes her book and places it gently on the ground, rising back to her feet she approaches the man. Stopping mere inches from his face she ways from side to side and slides her fingers down his left arm.
"The abilities, my"
She leans in close and whispers sensually into his ear, exaggerating every letter that escapes her lips.
"Favourite part."
She leans out again and begins to skip in circles around the man, her boundless energy forces her arms to swing uncontrollably at her sides. More singing than speaking, she continues...
"We control the 'Keigoku', that's what we call the Juubi chakra in special terms. To bring Keigoku to earth however one must open a kind of inter-dimensional portal that the Keigoku can travel through to reach us from its resting place on the dark side of the moon, it is with said portals that we fight.
The Keigoku itself is corrupted to the point that it targets the mind over the body and can inflict severe mental pain with a mere touch on someones skin, our abilities grant us a form of immunity to these effects however, hence why we are able to use the Keigoku to our advantage in battle. As much as I hate to bring him into this, the Keigoku acts wth humans ike the symbiote/venom suit works with that A-Hole Spiderman. It senses them and targets their skin, sticking to their bodies and hanging on, an effect that only works on humans, otherwise Keigoku will travel straight through solid objects as if their were nothing there. Spooky, right?"
She stops skipping and collapses to her knees laughing.
"Ha! I love being dizzy, the world turns even crazier than I am! And that's saying something! HA! HA! HAAAAA!"
Placing a palm to her forehead she shakes the dizziness free and gets to her feet once more, this time she paces back and forth as she speaks in a far more formal tone, mimicking a stereotypical British teachers voice...
"The skilled among us are able to use our Keigoku in other ways other than to inflict mental pain. We can bend wills, drain the opponents mental strength and feed it into our own minds. Some smaller, less helpful perks of joining this clan is that Bijuu can no longer tell us apart from their own kind, giving a kind of Bijuu immunity. Our bodies, being corrupted with demonic energy pushes out foreign chakra, leaving us with a level of immunity to genjutsu, but also leaving us vulnerable since medical ninjutsu is far less effective when used on a Nekura."
She spins to face him and repositions a pair of imaginary glasses on the end of her nose. She winks at him and spins away once more. She walks toward a tree and begins to draw an eye in the bark with a kunai knife.
"Our logo, the eye of the Nekura. And with that, my knowledge is exhausted. I am a Nekura Scourge."
She turns, falls back against the tree, slides down the bark, and sits.
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This woman is completely insane....
The history was well-said, and you appear to have a fair understanding of our abilities... And Scourge, you say? Reaching within his own cloak, Mystogan pulled out a folded piece of cloth with a golden symbol of the Nekura clan on the exposed portion. Then take this, so as to signify your being a part of the clan, and your rank among us. Now, before we can begin with any techniques, you must "unlock" your emotional connection to the Juubi. Everyone has one, and it is the darkest part of your personality. Some have a lust to kill, some have a thirst for vengeance, but whatever it is, you are to talk a hold of the darkest corner of your inner being, and concentrate upon bringing your emotions forwards. After your emotions are brought forwards, the Juubi will feel your intense negative emotions, and bless you with a portion of its power. Your Mark of the Demon, where ever it should be placed, will begin to burn with the sheer power your first time experiencing this power, and when the experience has passed, we can continue.
The history was well-said, and you appear to have a fair understanding of our abilities... And Scourge, you say? Reaching within his own cloak, Mystogan pulled out a folded piece of cloth with a golden symbol of the Nekura clan on the exposed portion. Then take this, so as to signify your being a part of the clan, and your rank among us. Now, before we can begin with any techniques, you must "unlock" your emotional connection to the Juubi. Everyone has one, and it is the darkest part of your personality. Some have a lust to kill, some have a thirst for vengeance, but whatever it is, you are to talk a hold of the darkest corner of your inner being, and concentrate upon bringing your emotions forwards. After your emotions are brought forwards, the Juubi will feel your intense negative emotions, and bless you with a portion of its power. Your Mark of the Demon, where ever it should be placed, will begin to burn with the sheer power your first time experiencing this power, and when the experience has passed, we can continue.
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The girl listens intently from beneath her hood, the shadows cover the uncaring expression held in her eyes. She brings her hand upward toward her face and slides the hood down, her single red eye glares directly into her tutors and a smirk reaches her mouth, the smile raises her upper lip enough that she bears her irregularly large canines. Breaking eye contact she looks soulfully upward, staring now into the moon.
It is at this moment that the heartache begins, a single howl cannons through her mind and fills the emptiness of her heart with torturous rage, she watches as the hope filled eyes in the shadows fade away into the night and listens as the howl turns into a screech, and the screech to silence. Through her tears, the moon turns red with blood, and the hollow eyes of her friend stare back at her from its cold rocky surface.
The girl drops to her knees, and her hood falls back over her head, an inhuman growl begins emanating from beneath the pile of thick red cloth and the paw of a wolf scratches at the earth by the mans feet. And before it has begun, it is over. The paw reverts back to a hand, and the growl, a mere whimper as the girl remembers what she has lost. From her knees she stares back up at the lifeless moon, allowing the hood to once again slide from its position atop her head, breathing life to the rough laying hair beneath it. The moon is white, and pure, it tranquilizes the racing echoes in her mind and relaxes her muscles, momentarily. She sheds a tear and screams. The intense burning puts every muscle in her body into a state of shock, the tension forces her to the ground and she squirms at the mans feet as the burning continues, unrelenting.
A few moments pass where the girl writhes in silence, but when it ends, she merely returns to her standing position, and flicks her hood back over her head, places her hands in her pockets and smiles. The smile all the man can see through the hoods shadow cast over the top half of her face.
It is at this moment that the heartache begins, a single howl cannons through her mind and fills the emptiness of her heart with torturous rage, she watches as the hope filled eyes in the shadows fade away into the night and listens as the howl turns into a screech, and the screech to silence. Through her tears, the moon turns red with blood, and the hollow eyes of her friend stare back at her from its cold rocky surface.
The girl drops to her knees, and her hood falls back over her head, an inhuman growl begins emanating from beneath the pile of thick red cloth and the paw of a wolf scratches at the earth by the mans feet. And before it has begun, it is over. The paw reverts back to a hand, and the growl, a mere whimper as the girl remembers what she has lost. From her knees she stares back up at the lifeless moon, allowing the hood to once again slide from its position atop her head, breathing life to the rough laying hair beneath it. The moon is white, and pure, it tranquilizes the racing echoes in her mind and relaxes her muscles, momentarily. She sheds a tear and screams. The intense burning puts every muscle in her body into a state of shock, the tension forces her to the ground and she squirms at the mans feet as the burning continues, unrelenting.
A few moments pass where the girl writhes in silence, but when it ends, she merely returns to her standing position, and flicks her hood back over her head, places her hands in her pockets and smiles. The smile all the man can see through the hoods shadow cast over the top half of her face.
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I see... There is rage within you, but it's not your rage... There is someone, something, occupying your mental space next to you, isn't there...? Quite interesting, indeed...
But this is what will be drawn out as we continue, I hope you understand. These intense emotions, your rage, whatever that was which howled and scratched the ground... You are going to experience all of this in great amounts during our training... Now, if you truly believe you can handle it, please proceed to draw on the Juubi's power. In order to do so, you will need to gather those same intense emotions you just experienced... Draw on these, and focus your chakra towards your Mark of the Demon. This will allow the Juubi to taste your emotions, and if it is satisfied, it will return a portion of its chakra, what we call Keigoku, to you. Once you have felt this surge, we will move on to opening portals, and from there, to techniques...
But this is what will be drawn out as we continue, I hope you understand. These intense emotions, your rage, whatever that was which howled and scratched the ground... You are going to experience all of this in great amounts during our training... Now, if you truly believe you can handle it, please proceed to draw on the Juubi's power. In order to do so, you will need to gather those same intense emotions you just experienced... Draw on these, and focus your chakra towards your Mark of the Demon. This will allow the Juubi to taste your emotions, and if it is satisfied, it will return a portion of its chakra, what we call Keigoku, to you. Once you have felt this surge, we will move on to opening portals, and from there, to techniques...
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An eerie silence falls around the pair as the mans words fade into the atmosphere, the wind whistling through the otherwise tainted silence. The pause is brief, but enough to instil discomfort into any not at one with darkness, at one, like the girl had learned to be through the past few years of her life. What breaks the silence are two words, spoken in the tone o one lost from light, hidden from happiness. Regardless of the natural softness and innocence in her voice, this could not be mistaken for anything but evil.
"My pleasure."
She closes her eyes, spreads her fingers, and holds her arms wide, silhouetting her body against the moonlight, the picture of an angel is painted of the ground... An angel of death. Dropping to her knees, the torment begins. The pictures flash through her head once more, but this time their is no sound, no growl and no screams. She doesn't fight the pain this time, she embraces it, allowing every morsel of her body to be overcome by her emotions. The black of her eyelids splashes red as the image of her parents stains the forefront of her imagination, then it changes, the blood moves and forms a shape. A shape that has haunted her through her entire life, yet the shape that she was calling upon with every ounce of her strength. Mordu's head, formed of blood and black in the eyes stares back at her as her body begins to shiver. The shivers turn to shakes, and the shakes turn violent. Like a victim, possessed by a spirit, going through an intense seizure, but conscious, aware of everything, every shot of pain, every rush of blood as it speeds ruthlessly, threatening to burst through the veins that contain it at any moment. Her pulse quickens, and her skin crawls, but her face smiles.
When it's over, she rises slowly to her feet and for the first time, removes her hood. Her knuckles crack as she begins to move her fingers, and at the close of it all, she is ready.
"Shall we begin?"
"My pleasure."
She closes her eyes, spreads her fingers, and holds her arms wide, silhouetting her body against the moonlight, the picture of an angel is painted of the ground... An angel of death. Dropping to her knees, the torment begins. The pictures flash through her head once more, but this time their is no sound, no growl and no screams. She doesn't fight the pain this time, she embraces it, allowing every morsel of her body to be overcome by her emotions. The black of her eyelids splashes red as the image of her parents stains the forefront of her imagination, then it changes, the blood moves and forms a shape. A shape that has haunted her through her entire life, yet the shape that she was calling upon with every ounce of her strength. Mordu's head, formed of blood and black in the eyes stares back at her as her body begins to shiver. The shivers turn to shakes, and the shakes turn violent. Like a victim, possessed by a spirit, going through an intense seizure, but conscious, aware of everything, every shot of pain, every rush of blood as it speeds ruthlessly, threatening to burst through the veins that contain it at any moment. Her pulse quickens, and her skin crawls, but her face smiles.
When it's over, she rises slowly to her feet and for the first time, removes her hood. Her knuckles crack as she begins to move her fingers, and at the close of it all, she is ready.
"Shall we begin?"
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We shall. The first step is to focus on a single point in space; stare at it, and think on nothing other than that spot, and the emotions you offer to the Juubi. As you concentrate, you will be able to feel the Keigoku flow through you, and as it flows, allow it to leave your body and occupy the space you were concentrating on. You will be able to see a black portal open up as you do so, your Keigoku forming a bridge to the moon where the Juubi lays in slumber. When I can see the portal, then we shall move onto drawing Keigoku from it in order to perform trademark Nekura techniques.
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<.< May as well use this training as a base for what the new training system will look like... See what here doesn't seem to go the way you would like, and how we can fix it. <.<
*Likes looking to the left.* <.<
*Likes looking to the left.* <.<
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No, no. I have a rather splendid yet hard to work out idea for that! I shall tell you later once I work more kinks out, but it'll be NW based and more RP oriented.