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Team Battle Rules
Event Battle Rules
I'm mid range from you on the ground, Ryoma is long range above on a bird
As Trunks runs, he notices a shadow over him. Looking up, he notices his newly formed ally riding a very.. plain looking bird. Lacking of color and lifelike detail, Trunks immediately deduces that this must be a user of the Ink style of fighting. He had heard of these users, having their jutsu only limited by their imagination, but had not seen one in action. Normally, such a find would be ecstatic news to Trunks, but of all days, today wasn't the one that meritted such a reaction.
Looking ahead Trunks feels around in his bag to find the handle of a kunai, dipped in the poison he had bartered for in the outer world. He since was able to analyze and recreate the formula, giving himself a near infinite supply for his weapons. Throwing the kunai with precise aim, Trunks aims to pierce the clones Achilles tendon on his left leg, knowing this to be his dominant. Hoping the boy above doesn't act rash, Trunks looks up momentarily to give a reassuring look to the greenhorn. Looking back down, Trunks readies himself no less than 10m from the clone to await a fight that was sure to be his toughest yet. All the while, he only worried for the boys safety above. Trunks had quite the arsenal of personal jutsu, not to mention clan arts, and medical ninjutsu. Acting rash would get him killed, and if Trunks hoped to defeat this monster, he was going to be needed.
Event Battle Rules
I'm mid range from you on the ground, Ryoma is long range above on a bird
Upon showing the man what he had written, the mute boy noticed that the man seemed to be in some kind of pain. His body was shaking, and he vomited over the edge of the building. Ryuu raised an eyebrow questioningly, then realised the man was in some serious pain, for he was now rolling on his back, clutching at his stomach. Usually one would help someone in this kind of state, but having not been exposed much to people, Ryuu was at a loss of what to do.
And then suddenly, something very strange started to happen. Ryuu's usually straight face was now looking rather surprised, with his eyes wider. For in front of him, something was growing out of the man. Something that looked like the man before him. Had he summoned a clone? But that did not seem to be the case, because the man seemed to be just as surprised about the creation as Ryuu himself. And the clone looked kind of evil...
As it ran off, the man, who appeared to not be in pain anymore, looked back at Ryuu's note. As the man also ran off, Ryuu paused for a moment and thought about what was just said to him. Ah, so he wanted Ryuu to also give chase to the clone. Well, he supposed he was ready to start his duty. But what a strange beginning; he had expected that the first thing he would do was introduce himself to whoever the head of the military corps was. But no, it seemed that the action occurred first. Well, this was going to be one hectic job...
Climbing back onto his hawk, Ryuu flew into the air, chasing the clone. He eventually reached directly above it, but did not do anything further. He would wait and see if the man would give him any orders as to what to do. He was still new to the job.
As Trunks runs, he notices a shadow over him. Looking up, he notices his newly formed ally riding a very.. plain looking bird. Lacking of color and lifelike detail, Trunks immediately deduces that this must be a user of the Ink style of fighting. He had heard of these users, having their jutsu only limited by their imagination, but had not seen one in action. Normally, such a find would be ecstatic news to Trunks, but of all days, today wasn't the one that meritted such a reaction.
Looking ahead Trunks feels around in his bag to find the handle of a kunai, dipped in the poison he had bartered for in the outer world. He since was able to analyze and recreate the formula, giving himself a near infinite supply for his weapons. Throwing the kunai with precise aim, Trunks aims to pierce the clones Achilles tendon on his left leg, knowing this to be his dominant. Hoping the boy above doesn't act rash, Trunks looks up momentarily to give a reassuring look to the greenhorn. Looking back down, Trunks readies himself no less than 10m from the clone to await a fight that was sure to be his toughest yet. All the while, he only worried for the boys safety above. Trunks had quite the arsenal of personal jutsu, not to mention clan arts, and medical ninjutsu. Acting rash would get him killed, and if Trunks hoped to defeat this monster, he was going to be needed.