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by Bones! Wed Feb 26, 2020 4:51 pm

Akeruseirei Hozuki

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It was unexpected, the commotion of moving and jumping about. Rei had set aside her day to be filled with empty time. She had her own needs she needed to explore. But rather than tend to an artifact she personally treasured, for now, she would task herself in a state of learning and teaching. She was gauging skills and powers and thoughts and ideas. The imagination of youth against the refined thought process of those of old. Both of her clones had begun to fall apart, each at different places and moments in time. As Rei beckoned for her son to finally make the offensive, the one upon the tree would slowly melt away onto the wood of the tree, dripping down like a slow waterfall, careful to not splash. The second would walk past Chigetsu towards the walkways were some of the maids and servants have gathered, even if just to peek around a corner.

She took a step back with her left foot, placing it against the side of another stone, to affirm her balance while she watched her son. Fists held in front of her, except for her right hand which held out two fingers curling to make him move.

Two maids eagerly watched their master, as well as the younger heir to the house fight in what felt like a entirely new reason. It was not for punishment, or scolding. Today, it was a lesson to be learned, but who was the teacher?

"The only thing worse that losing your life," she spoke, waiting for him to make a move, "Is having your honor taken from you." Her mind echoed the same words she spoke. "Without honor, you might as well be dead." she thought to herself.

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by Chigetsu Wed Feb 26, 2020 5:04 pm

She didn’t rush forward to stop him. She didn’t have her clones attack him from different angles. They both dispersed, and even if he didn’t directly see both he could hear the water dripping down and losing form. He held himself like this for a moment, finger extended towards her. Maybe it was the slight dull-ache in his head that was beginning to manifest from his dehydration, but he was beginning to become frustrated. With a variety of things, although mostly himself. He had always been the one to put himself in situations like this. Coming here in the first place was just asking for a troublesome situation like this to come about. The same had happened with entering the Chunin Exams. It felt like more and more often he ended up throwing himself half heartedly into very serious situations and then getting burnt terribly when his half-heartedness resulted in terrible failure.

The truth was, even if he hid behind that facade of not wanting to try, Chigetsu really did want to win.

He shot a water bullet out from his extended finger. It was the signature ability of the Hozuki Clan. A technique that, by all regards, Chigetsu likely shouldn’t know how to perform. The fact that he did might have been something of a surprise. The bullet would blast out from the tip of his index finger, aimed for his mother’s center of mass.

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by Bones! Wed Feb 26, 2020 5:41 pm

Akeruseirei Hozuki

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To expect anything less, was to be a fool. She knew it would take a lot more than this to get him to throw a punch at her. Either he would be much too soft to get in close to his mother, or would be far too afraid. He would never be as foolish to ever taunt his own mother, begging for a reprimand of his behavior. She was well aware of his potential as a shinobi, and even going as far to watch him during his lessons as a child, she knew he was good enough to maintain at least a few tricks. If his father could do it, surely he would soon learn as well.

All it took was the right moment. All she needed to do was time the moment right. Her left fist remained fluid, waiting to strike towards him, even if their was a distance. She exhaled, and her left fist shot forward.

But the pain stung. Pain? No, that wasn't right. She had to wait for the water to gather around his finger before he could fire. She- Oh. That was right. "How foolish." She thought to herself. Why would he ever have to wait for water to gather when he was the embodiment of the element. The shot fired at her, and even at her attempt to soften the blow with a well timed punch would be seconds off. The water drop breaking skin, she could feel her hand pulsating. She looked over at her hand, the front of her fist bloodied and mangled from the impact. The bone that was exposed from just under her skin.

A smile found its way upon her face. Her right hand opened into a palm, and again, a clone appeared from the leftovers of another attack. The clone would stand, hands in pockets staring at Chigetsu while from behind it, Akeruseirei lifted her left hand to her lips, and from it, her smile parted and her tongue spilled out, licking away at her wound. A laugh could be heard from behind the clone as Akeruseirei smiled with blood on her lips.

She gathered herself, until the laughter turned into a low chuckle, a muffled giggle, then silence. A smile exposed her teeth as her tongue licked her lips, almost addicted to the taste. "Well done." she would say.

A strange pair of words that never seemed to fall from her lips directed at her son, until today, at this very moment.

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Name: Arhat Fist
Rank: D
Power: C
Upkeep Cost: 3
Range: Self
Speed: -
Element: N/A
Skill: Taijutsu
Classification: Open
Requirements: C-tier Strength without Taijutsu or D-tier Strength with Taijutsu.
Parent Technique: N/A
Hand Seals: -
Description: This style of combat focuses on simple physical attacks such as palm strikes, shoulder thrusts, knee strikes, and punches. The style uses brute strength to achieve its goals, keeping things simple by not attempting extended combination attacks. Instead it uses single attacks or short combinations with power behind them instead of speed, packing enough strength with some users to shatter large rocks.

Boosts Strength by +1 tier with Taijutsu or by a +1 advantage without Taijutsu.

Weaknesses: Without Taijutsu the user's Speed is also lowered by -2 advantages.

Name: Water Clone Technique
Rank: C
Cost: -
Range: 25 m.
Speed: -
Element: Water
Skill: Ninjutsu
Classification: N/A
Requirement: N/A
Parent Technique: N/A
Handseals: Tiger
Description: By using water as a medium, the user can create one or more clones of themselves. While the clones can perform techniques, they only possess one-tenth of the user's chakra and cannot go too far from the original. The clones can also be used as medium to perform other Water Release techniques, as demonstrated by Kisame when he reverted their arms into water to perform the Water Prison Technique. When these clones are struck with a sufficient amount of force they will revert to their water form. The clones can be created anywhere within a 25 m. range of the user, unlike the Shadow Clone technique which requires clones to be created next to the user (such ranged spawning would require the clone to be spawned from a pre-existing source of water)
Drawbacks: When casting this technique the user's stamina must be above 30% in order to maintain control over his/her clones. In addition, the user must maintain general concentration to maintain their clone's presence. If at any time the user is inflicted with heavy damage in contrast with their Constitution all clones will be dispersed. The user must be within 25 m. of their clone.

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by Chigetsu Wed Feb 26, 2020 6:56 pm

He frowned. Another clone. They seemed to just keep coming and coming with her. It seemed that she was able to move her hand to strike the bullet before it hit her, which was both an impressive movement on her part and also a reassurance to Chigetsu. He didn’t want to actually hurt her. That he was hesitating with this all was a testament to the fact. Still, even with the clone infront of her, Chigetsu could still see the wound that had been created. The front of her fist was mangled and bloodied, and almost instinctively he would flinch at it. It was disgusting to look at, and the fact that she licked at it made it much worse. There was blood left on her lips afterwards was very gross and weird and he really wished she wouldn’t do it.

It was a strange response too. Chigetsu had never heard her say anything like that before. It made him feel weird, in addition to disgusted. If she had said it like a normal person instead of some weirdo he might have felt a little honored by it, but the fact that she was laughing and being all strange about the blood just made him feel unsettled.

“Does that mean I can leave now…?” He would say, a little desperate.

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Re: Familial

by Bones! Wed Feb 26, 2020 8:40 pm

Akeruseirei Hozuki

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With a wave, she signaled one of the maids to walk forward as she approached her son. The spar was over, she got the answer she wanted from him. She just wanted to see him in action. A smile quickly faded from her face as swiftly as it appeared. The maid would hand over a cloth, and Akeruseirei would wrap her hand in it. She would ball it, tucking it in her fist as she held it with her injured hand. As she passed, she would lightly pat him on the shoulder.

"Leave?" she asked, "The tailor is always open for or family." She spoke, as if it was common knowledge. Very matter of fact. "Besides, we are going to go out to celebrate your victory." She spoke, almost strangely. She was satisfied in her own way with the byproduct of all of those years. And if this change came today, then she would have to set her next plans in motion rather soon.

She walked into the house, only to be handed bandages by another maid. Trading the bloodied rag with some gauze, she wrapped her hand in the soft cloth. It may have looked worse than it was. She would go seek some aid in the coming days. It wasn't like she desperately needed help. Besides, it had been a while since she felt like this. She enjoyed this feeling, the feeling of

pain.

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by Chigetsu Thu Feb 27, 2020 6:00 pm

How utterly uncomfortable he had become, and had been throughout this, seemed to be something that she failed to pick up on. That, or she just didn’t care. But the way in which his disgusted request to leave was misunderstood made him think that it just blew right over her head. He would sigh a bit, figuring now that this was only going to be the beginning of a long day. Especially with the matter of fact way that she spoke about going out to ‘celebrate your victory’.

“What… Celebrate? What do you mean?” It didn’t really feel like he had done anything worth celebrating. Really he just felt sort of disgusted with himself. This was all such an uncomfortable and awkward and weird situation that he would really rather not be a part of. “...go out?” He would follow behind her as she walked in the house, trying his best to avoid eye contact with her bloodied hand. At the same time he couldn’t help it, his eyes flickering over to glance at the bloodied cloth as it was removed from her hand. Just the sight of it was enough to make him sneer again, frowning at what he had caused to happen.

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by Bones! Fri Feb 28, 2020 10:47 am

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She was, well, pardon the pun, but very hard headed. And not just because of her own bloodline. She saw things for surface value because she was never one to really hide secret intentions or secret plots. She said what she felt, and did exactly as she wanted. There was no reason for her to wear a mask in front of others. The idea to hide who you were just didn't make sense to her. If you were happy, be happy. If you were sad, be sad. If you were in love, tell them. If you hate them, hit them. But even if her world was black and white, she would never understand that she herself was a shade of gray.

"Yes." she said. She was almost confused. Was he not listening to her? "We are going to celebrate to your soon to be chunin rank." She spoke, as if he had forgotten. She had heard him say that, right? And he did so prove he was capable of returning home. Therefore, if he would return alive, he would do more than survive. He was sure to pass.

"Are you ready to leave?" She asked, turning back at him, her smile long gone, but a different look in her eyes. A set of eyes that rather than judge him, seemed to be simply observing him, wondering what he was going to do next. her left hand continued to tense into a fist and back into an open palm over and over. Open, closed. Open, closed. The soft grinding of her knuckles as she rolled them over themselves. She was impatient, but she was ready to wait if that was what it would take.

Then after, he would go to the tailor himself. She trusted him enough to not feel like she needed to be there.

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by Chigetsu Fri Feb 28, 2020 7:03 pm

The Kaguya were certainly a strange bunch. This is something he couldn’t help but feel, even if he was half-Kaguya himself. There was that disconnect between him and her. Even with how he dressed, Chigetsu very much took after his father. If it wasn’t for the way he dressed and the color and style of his hair, he might even be the spitting image of the man. His mother though, even though she changed her last name and came into the Hozuki Clan, very much was of the nature of her birth. It was something that he had a hard time understanding at the best of times. The bridge between them seemed to close up though in this moment, even if ever so slightly. Even if he was uncomfortable and a bit disgusted, it was the sort of behavior that might be expected from a son in reaction to an overly-quirky mother.

Even so, he couldn’t help but soften up now. It took a moment for him to release himself after what she had just said, as it didn’t sink in all at once. It hadn’t been what he had expected to hear today. He really normally wasn’t the ambitious type, but for some reason hearing her say that, even in her own strange way, made him smile. It was a weight taken off his shoulders, but at the same time replaced with another one. Standing up now for the first time, Chigetsu was now swearing to everyone that he would win a race. It brought up a feeling of anxiety, but not exactly in the unpleasant sense. He wanted to win. That was all he could think about going forward.

He wasn’t going to say to her what he had said already several times- That he was hoping to win. It would be something he would have to show her when the time came. Still, Chigetsu would nod his head now, for some reason feeling much more willing to go along with her oddness than he had before.

“Yeah. I guess I’m ready.” He knew better than to keep her waiting. Even if it was odd to celebrate a moment before it happened. It just meant he couldn’t let her down or betray her expectations. It was a massive check that he was writing, and soon the time would come where it would have to be cashed. “Where are we going though..? I mean, it seems a bit early to be celebrating it too... Are you sure?”

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by Bones! Fri Feb 28, 2020 7:28 pm

Akeruseirei Hozuki

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She was rooted in not only old ways of her former clan, but a time where things were different. War and combat was normal. Now, everything felt peaceful in comparison. It would take her a lifetime to become normal. She tried, she really tried. But in this moment, she was doing her best to be better. Better than they were. He did not need to be the best. Not like they had pushed her. All he needed to do, was succeed. If he returned alive, then she would be glad. To know he had the power to protect himself and the willpower to go against his own feelings was enough to her. He might not have to kill someone like she had, but he would face his own difficulties.

She was only a Kaguya by blood. Her name was taken from her, and she was removed from the village, not by the kage, but her own parents. She was an exile and would not return until she had something to prove her value. Something to show her clan that she had worth. But years later, she had returned, not to restore and reclaim her lost name, but to attend her parent's funeral.

But their word lingered.

She was not allowed to attend the ceremony. And she was cast out again. She wandered, trying to find herself. She was in pieces, and all she could do was look for a lost shard. One day she would be whole. She would just have to find something else to repair her soul, rather than looking for the pieces that once were.

"If you do not come home a chunin,.." she spoke, seeing he was ready to leave would make her way out of their estate. She knew where they would go. Even for a small while, it was her little haven. She needed somewhere to clear her mind, somewhere that brought joy, rather than the sorrow the house held.

"At least come home alive." She would make her way out, one of the maids handing her a coat, only to have Akeruseirei be assisted in putting it on. A plain gray overcoat, and a black hat to cover her head. She was never one to really be noticed unless she wanted to be. Especially when next to something as pink as he was. "I want to take you somewhere very special, to me at least." she would say.

The place, she had learned to call her home.

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by Chigetsu Fri Feb 28, 2020 7:59 pm

It wasn’t something he wanted to think about. A scenario in which he failed during the exams, in which he did so poorly that he didn’t become a Chunin, let alone come close to winning. To come this far and then be smacked down right back to where he started would have been more than just disheartening. He didn’t want to imagine that. A little part of him couldn’t help but feel that everything that had come from this only happened because he of the little success that he had managed to achieve. If he were to fail again, and become even more pathetic than he already was, he couldn’t imagine what would happen. The few things that he was grasping on to right now would all slip out of his fingers. To return to being a failure would mean losing everything. What could he even do then?

He didn’t answer her this time. Hopefully he wouldn’t need to. It wasn’t something that he could really respond to.

Still, seeing her put on that coat made him feel a bit underdressed. Even with how fluffy and pleasant his jacket was it hardly did a thing to keep him warm due to how thin the material was. The purpose wasn’t exactly to keep him warm though. If he had thought it would be a chilly day he would have perhaps dressed a bit warmer, although with the journey here being fair he couldn’t help but wonder if it was just an aesthetic choice on her part. That he didn’t understand the true reason she was dressing as she did, just out of pure obliviousness, was a small mercy for the boy.

He would just nod his head in response, following after his mother as she made her way out of their dwelling.

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by Bones! Sat Feb 29, 2020 10:47 am

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A silent walk would lead them to a place not far from their home. In what was minutes, felt like a lifetime with the heavy silence between them. They would arrive at the Hozuki Warehouse. The base of the family operations, enough though now, it seemed as if business was slow. The day was growing late with their own homebound activities, leading into the late afternoon and evening as they were met at the large gate. Rei reached out to the lock, though this time it was unfastened and already placed to the side. The warehouse was closed for the day. It would be strange to enter a close business, especially when you were expecting a celebration. But when she pulled open the large gate, there was no surprise inside. There was no group waiting to greet him. As he would follow inside, she would push the gate shut behind them. The dim lights of the warehouse just giving enough of a guide around. If Chigetsu followed, he would find himself behind his mother as she made her way to the back of the warehouse, near a storeroom where she lifted a hatch door to reveal a staircase.

"Close it behind you." she would say, though not as commanding in contrast to the rest of the day that had already unfolded. But the faint sound of music could be heard. What was a simple low hum now became tones and notes and rhythm. As he followed in, it would look like the once storeroom had been retrofitted to be some kind of bar, or a club. The smell of smoke lined the room with the muffled chatter and laughter.

"Take a seat, Chigetsu." She would say, pointing at one of the barstools as she would set her hat aside, and toss her jacket over the bar counter onto the floor. The many workers filled the room as they watched what seemed to me a mixmatched band play music to their heart's content. Other intruments were hung on the wall, with a set of guitars behind the bartender.

The man himself was dressed in a black robe and a strange mask. His gloved hands as dark as night as not a single piece of skin could be seen. He polished the glasses, and wherever Chigetsu was, his gaze would follow, observing.

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Pink. How could anyone wear anymore pink than he did? It was a cry for attention. Almost begging to be noticed by anyone, everyone, someone. Was it for his mother, his father? His friends? Maybe himself. He needed eyes on him, but when they set upon him, the smell of discomfort lingered over his aroma.

Kaisaki continued to polish the glass cup, making sure each and every one was spotless. He would set it down, only to grab another, but his eyes were fixed on the child. He would wait for him to seat, and if he choose to stand he would just wave him over to rest. He saw what had happened. The bloodied hand. There was only one explanation. If she was in such a good mood she must have found a reason for her joy. He hadn't seen her so happy in so long. So why was it now that she brought him down here.

"Pssst, Chigetsu." He would whisper to the young boy. "Are you old enough to drink yet?"

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by Chigetsu Sat Feb 29, 2020 8:12 pm

The walk wouldn’t take long, but at the same time it took much longer than he had thought. The air wasn’t as chilly as she had expected, even with it increasingly being later in the evening. Against his skin it was fine, not even raising goosebumps. Still, the silence between them and the suspense of what she had said made it feel uncomfortably long. It was somewhere very special to her. The destination wasn’t something that he could imagine. He had no conception of what was special to her. Even the littlest things like that were a mystery to her. She was a force of nature, like some sort of unpredictable spirit that could only be appeased and never understood. Reaching the gate, as they eventually did, would bring another wave of confusion to the male. He couldn’t do anything other than submissively follow behind her, doing as she said and observing the scenery.

The hatch door would be regarded with a blank stare. While he had no ability to form expectations on where they were going, this likely wouldn’t have been in his top ten guesses. Was she leading him into the sewers? Into some bunker? His mind spun at the possibilities, but he didn’t have long to speculate. The staircase was revealed, and he would be forced to follow behind her just as he had been. The door would be shut behind him as he passed through, the instant that she asked him to. The difference in her voice was something that he immediately noticed, but the softness created a contrast that made him work even swifter than he normally would.

It was like entering a different world. Here, in this little corner set aside, was a space that Chigetsu never would have imagined was somewhere his mother would spend her time. The way that he thought of her wasn’t compatible with a revelation like this, and the picture of her inside his mind would twist and strain. Somewhere special to her? He couldn’t understand it. The scenery would be taken in wide eyed, with none of the specifics reaching him. It was set aside in his mind, shoved into a corner where he wouldn’t have to deal with it, and even as he saw this room Chigetsu would be blinded to it.

The smell though. Even as he blinded himself Chigetsu could still notice it. His nose twitched, and instinctively a scowl reached his face. If this made his clothing stink like smoke he would be more than displeased. It was an entirely un-Chigetsu sort of face and emotion to have, but to destroy the carefully crafted aesthetic that Chigetsu had set up and wore as a mask would be akin to destroying Chigetsu himself. He did have a self-preservation instinct, as pathetic as he was.

She took a seat. He took a seat. So did his mother, after she set her jacket and hat aside. Again, he couldn’t help but cringe seeing her throw it to the floor. These were the sorts of things he cared about.

“I am.” He would give the masked man, whoever he was, side eyes. Presumably a bartender, but by the way that he knew Chigetsu’s name there must have been more here. Increasingly Chigetsu felt as though he was standing in the middle of a bear trap. “But I don’t.”

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by Bones! Sun Mar 01, 2020 8:29 am

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Oh, how she hated the little pleasantries she was so obligated to preform. She would relax for a second, only to take the drink the bartender would hand her, finish it before placing it back down.

With a quick gaze, she looked over at her son, only to offer a strange smile. She looked over at the bartender, a stare that could kill. "Kai," She slid the glass over to him, "Watch my son. Don't try to teach him something stupid. Okay?" A strange punctuation to her request, that made it sound like a request rather than a command. Her words were strung differently, and perhaps with good reason. She had known Kaisaki for a great deal of time, and the both of them shared a lot of stories from their former lives. He knew far more about her than most people would, as she knew of him. They were partners and allies, so to put her son in his hands wasn't that far of a stretch, though, it was quite a ways away from the last time.

She would sigh, only to get out of her seat with a smile. "Enjoy the show. Just tell Kai what you want to eat." And she would push away from the bar, only to lead away with a laughter, disappearing into the crowd of people. Greetings and small conversation. Here, she wasn't their boss. She was just another patron. But at most, she was the one who owned this little replicated memory. A memory, she would never forget.

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He hated being left with responsibility. Having taken the empty glass of apple juice, he would sigh, only to busy himself with cleaning yet another glass. He was fixated on how clean things could be. It was a necessity. Or perhaps he just needed something to do with his hands. He never could sit still.

"I see." A soft awkward laugh would follow before more strange words spilled from behind his mask. "Then I suppose you are taking after your mother. Though, I hope you don't soon share her addiction to smoke." Another weird and strange light laughter.

He set the glass down and extended his left hand to the boy, only to switch to offer his right. "The last time I saw you, you were an infant. It's alright if you don't remember me?" His hands shaken and nervous. "Kaisaki. Kai is fine. . . " A long quiet breath would be drawn from behind his mask. He hated the strange silence in the midst of a conversation. All of the glass that clanged against each other or the sounds of the guitars that were unplayed on the wall behind him, or even the talking of a few old photographs of unrecognizable kids, none were as silent as he was now.

"Er, I guess uncle is fine too? I suppose it's not wrong or far off from the matter. I am perhaps the closest thing to family besides Engetsu and yourself. I mean your father. Dad? I don't really know what you call him. You were just the size of a watermelon the last I saw you. It's okay though, I was wearing my mask then. But I bought a new one after I broke my old one. It was a cat. Do you remember? No you don't you were just a kid and..." Words spilled out like a crashing waterfall.

"Would you like anything to eat?" His arm nervously shivering as he extended it to the boy. it had been so .. . .

So awkward...

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by Chigetsu Sun Mar 01, 2020 1:02 pm

There were a lot of little things to see here, just in these short interactions. It was a foreign place, but even here there were things he could understand. He saw the way that she looked at the masked man, and just that told a lot. The way that what they said strung into the air was something he took in slowly. There was a lot that he was missing in this relationship, but it was something at least that he could work with, instead of sitting here confused. Chigetsu would take another glance at the masked man. His name was Kai, apparently. The mask he wore was queer, and it almost looked like some sort of Anbu mask. Chigetsu couldn’t really judge someone else for their appearance though, not based on the way that he dressed and carried himself.

“Show?” He would ask her as she left, but not soon enough for her to hear. Where did she bring him? Even if this was a special place to her, Chigetsu wasn’t exactly the type to mesh well with situations like this. Just hopefully that the show she mentioned wasn’t something that would include dancers and poles. “Oh well…” He would mumble to himself as she left, turning back to the countertop again. Chigetsu stared down at the countertop for a moment, and then up to the man in the mask. Left alone with Kai, Chigetsu couldn’t help but now look to him for direction.

His nose would twitch a bit as he mentioned smoke. Just smelling it here so strongly was enough to make him feel gross.

“Sorry, I don’t remember you at all. You or your cat mask.” Chigetsu would answer honestly, and once Kai’s right hand was pushed forward Chigetsu would take it in a gentle shake. He softened up now, seeing the mannerisms of the man. It was something he could relate to, even if being here with his mother in the room made him prickly and defensive instead of his normal demure and shy.

“Uncle Kai then? I guess I could call you that, if you want. I didn’t know I had any uncles.” He would test out the name, seeing how Kai would react. Although with the mask on it was hard to test for facial expressions. “I don’t remember ever hearing about you from my mom or dad. I guess it makes sense if it was that long ago… I, uh… How did you recognize me? I don’t really think I look the same as I did back then, especially with my hair and everything…”

“I don’t need any food.” He would give an awkward smile, shaking his head at the offer. “Just some water please, if you have any. Thank you.”

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Re: Familial

by Bones! Sun Mar 01, 2020 1:23 pm

Everything was so out of place, but still, it was what it was. To have Chigetsu land in his lap like this wasn't unheard of. Seirei always seemed to leave things up to him. The child looked up to him, though literally. He would be concerned if he saw any real guidance in himself. At most, he was Seirei's conscience. Though, even he failed at times.

He.. .didn't remember him at all though. What was to be expected. When she stayed home with him, he was just an errand boy. fetching strange foods to sedate her cravings while her husband tended the business. It was fameless work, especially with how he did things. He hated talking to people, but to the couple, he felt, at home, even if it was mostly spent outside the room, staring at circles in the sand. He really didn't like being alone with people.

He would move around his fingers, taking back his hand. He would fidget with a glass, as his left would begin to twitch in strange fashion. The sound of small cupboards opening and the clinging of glass as water poured in from one of the hoses.

He waved dismissively to the boy. "It's alright, you were too young." A nervous chuckle could be heard. "I would have probably shown up more often if they didn't have me tied up in their work. Besides, it's easy to remember someone fro ma photograph." Another nervous laugh. Were they jokes? Or was it just something to help get the edge off. "Seirei, I mean, uh, your mom has a photo of you on her desk." He would look over at the crowd, trying to see where she was, but without her in sight, his manner quickly changed.

He leaned close to the counter, his other hand taking the glass of water and slowly sliding it over to the boy. He went in, a bit closer as if to share a secret with him.

"Psst, did she tell you why she turned this old storeroom into this bar?" He would ask, looking both ways before going back up to his stance. "I;m not even allowed to charge anyone. Everything here is donated goods, or well, discarded shipments that were too good to throw away." before he could answer, he pointed a thumb to the guitars behind him. "Did she tell you the story behind those?" HIs thumb bent into his closed fist and the guitar would fly onto the wall, only for him to grab it and place it on the empty bar.

"She used to sing you lullabies." she nervously laughed again. "Though, I don't think it really helped you sleep." He would lightly strum the strings of the old guitar. The black wood, and the thin layer of dust.

"... She doesn't... sing anymore." He would say, his words now slowed and mixed in with thought.

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Name: Chakra Strings Technique
Rank: D
Cost: C (Activation) D (Upkeep)
Range: 0m-60m
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Classification: Open
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Requirements: Kugutsu Skill
Description: The Chakra Strings Technique allows the user to focus and manipulate their chakra into fine tuned strings that can be used to manipulate objects. Once attached, chakra strings can be used to manipulate any object in accordance to the user's Coordination stat. Obviously the user's ability to successfully manipulate an heavy object will depend on their Strength stat. This generally applies only to objects as opposed to people and puppets which are considered to complex to manipulate via strings alone and thus require a secondary technique for utilization. Chakra strings can be temporarily suppressed to minute stubs on a puppeteers fingers when not in active use (although an upkeep must be paid lest the want to repay the activation cost).
Drawbacks: The strings can be cut by any chakra based or enfused weapon or technique C Rank or greater. Cut strings must be re-activated by the user.

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Re: Familial

by Chigetsu Sun Mar 01, 2020 2:20 pm

The twitching of the man’s fingers and the sounds that were produced in concert with the action caught the boy’s interest. He didn’t know the trick, but Chigetsu could recognize it for what it was. The way the man moved it seemed as though he was itchy though, jerking about inside his mask and gloves and robes like he was covered in fleas. Was it a part of what he was doing with his trick, or was it because he had a bad rash? It was hard to tell. Chigetsu had never had a chance to see these sorts of actions on another person though, and it was a revelation of itself just seeing it all happen here so clearly in front of him. Staying silent as the man laughed, Chigetsu would turn back down to look at the counter top. Without any visible eyes he didn’t have to worry about eye contact, and that subtle little dance of flickering pupils up and down. At the same time that didn’t make it any easier.

Hearing it all was strange. It was like seeing something that he wasn’t supposed to see.

“She hasn’t told me anything. Not about the guitars, and not about here.” He wondered for a moment about that photograph, not entirely sure how to take the implication that was made. “I didn’t know this existed here until just now.” The glass of water was grasped as Kai pulled away, and he took a quick sip. The water would be swished around in the glass afterwards, and set down.

The flying guitar instinctively produced a flinch in the boy, even if it shouldn’t have. Little things like this that he had no reason to fear still brought that reaction to him. It must have just been human. Animal instincts.

“I never knew she…” There was a lot he didn’t know, apparently. That was to be expected. She must have had an entire life that she lived before he was born. This felt too intrusive now. The question that naturally came next would be ‘Why not?’, but it wasn’t really something that Chigetsu could say. It was like an amnesiac asking questions about themselves. These interpersonal relationships were all something Chigetsu should have been a part of, but more than anything he felt like an outsider now.

Turning back down to the glass, Chigetsu would fixate themselves with staring into the water.

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Re: Familial

by Bones! Sun Mar 01, 2020 2:37 pm

Fuck. Was he not supposed to do that? Well time would tell. Her temper was better now than it was before. Surely she wouldn't take it out on him. What about Chi? No, it wasn't his fault. Maybe she was saving the moment. But if he didn't know that much then did he even know about-

He noticed the flinch. He knew what it meant. He knew what it was like to be on the receiving end. They both did. It was the reason Kai never settled down, he wasn't sure he could be the parent that his father never was. Though, seeing it, pained him a little bit. Surely, one day he would forgive her. His eyes fell onto the stirring water.

"It was called The Swing Set" he would say. "It was a bar behind an old playground years ago." He moved the guitar behind the counter, seeing the boy had no real interest in it. "They used to come in almost every night." Another soft awkward laugh. "I would just watch, I'm not good with instruments. I'm only good with puppets and-" He jerked his hand upwards to point, only to pull a few cups upward with it. He would quickly catch them, holding them close to his body to make sure he didn't make a mess. Alone, all of the cups didn't seem so unique. But seeing them all in his arms, they were a bit different, like mixed pieces of a set.

"The other guitar was your father's/" he said, "After they closed the bar, she, well, we tried our best to mimic it here." He looked around. "Though, it's a little different not having dummies to the work for you. Or I guess, in a way dummies still kinda work for her." A low hum as he pondered the thought, looking over at the crowd.

But his mind lingered on a moment that lasted an instant. "I'm sorry." he would say lowly. "She doesn't mean you harm... She's just..." a sigh leaving his lips, only to be muffled behind a mask. "She's trying really hard... I know she is."

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Re: Familial

by Chigetsu Sun Mar 01, 2020 3:40 pm

He didn’t ask for this window into the past. When it came to his father Chigetsu just prefered not to think about things. It was the same with his mother until recently. He couldn’t not tell her about what was happening, even if he might rather not. The past seemed to have a way of sucking you back and sticking to you even if you tried to be rid of it. In a sense, Chigetsu understood what was happening here, with this man. But as someone who had no part in it, it was easy to have these sorts of feelings.

What was he supposed to say?

It was a lot that he didn’t want to think about or talk about. Being confronted with the past like this, things that he wasn’t a part of, wasn’t fair. How could he respond? It wasn’t fair at all. He shifted uncomfortably on the bar stool.

This would be a chance for him to become something different. At first, he was eager to take it in order to leave the past behind. Make the facade no longer fake. That was his goal, if he would have to put one together. Really, a lot of it was him acting in ways that even he couldn't explain. Little things that kept on pushing him in different directions. After being blown around for so long it was hard to actually realize what you wanted.

“They played together? It sounds like you were all good friends.” It dismissed the last statement. He thought about his friends for a moment. Calis and Kitsuki. Wouldn’t it be nice if the three of them could do something like that together? Play guitars and laugh at a party, or something like the mystery that was being described to him. He wanted to do something happy like that after this was over, even if part of him was afraid that “this” would never be over.

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Re: Familial

by Bones! Sun Mar 01, 2020 3:52 pm

Oh boy. None of this was going as planned. All he wanted to do was help, and it seemed like he was breaking everything he touched, again. He had to choose his words more carefully. He was going to make a huge mess he just wasn't ready to mop up.

"No, uh, actually Engetsu didn't like me much. Tolerate was more accurate." he said, his hands now rolling over each other nervously without the glass and rag in hand. "He never really trusted me around well... your mother." It was difficult, but maybe if he could make things seem more human, all would be well?

"She was very nice to me when we were children. Though, my own friends were my puppets. So I taught-" He looked over at the boy. "Do you play with puppets? They often can be quite comforting... at times." he looked over at the crowd, the woman making her way around as other people cheered at the band playing. The low banter slowly gathering into chant.

"Who is your mentor now? Is school well?" He asked, unsure of what to say or do. Everything was overstayed.

"C'mon boss! You gotta!"

"Just one just one!"

Kai sighed, looking over at Chigetsu. "I'm sorry if I had made you uncomfortable. I just hope that you will turn out much better off than, well, anyone I suppose."

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Re: Familial

by Chigetsu Sun Mar 01, 2020 5:50 pm

What he said did bring Chigetsu’s head up now, and twist his expression away from what it had been. The blankness would be replaced with a different kind of blankness, and Chigetsu would look at the man behind the mask oddly. It wasn’t exactly the way he said things, but rather the content behind it that provoked the look. His dad didn’t trust this guy around his mom? The implications here swelled inside Chigetsu’s head. It could mean any number of things, equally odd, but there was one specific possibility that stood out from the others. The stuff about ‘puppets’ brought it to another layer of thought, which helped Chigetsu understand it. Understand, but not relate. It was of a different sort. At least, that was what he thought, and how he thought about himself.

What did he really mean by puppets? Did he mean … dolls? If so, it was a shameful thing that Chigetsu wouldn’t readily admit. Although with how honest Kai was being maybe he shouldn’t have been so reserved about it. “Puppets? Well… Maybe. I don’t really… Not anymore, at least.” It was a weird thing to admit to, or talk about. It made him think back to himself as a child, and all of that. The past again, but a past that he was a part of instead. The ruckus that seemed to be going on behind him was something he ignored, or remained oblivious to. It was easy to ignore as he was now, set aside in his own little world.

“Mentor?” That word brought out a reaction. School? Mentors? His head spun. This was harder to explain or deflect, and even though Chigetsu was a fantastic liar (after years of practice) it was hard to hide that little moment of shock. It was one of those things that he hadn’t told her yet, and in his paranoia he wondered if she knew, or he knew.

He couldn’t really say her name.

“There’s… She’s… She, uh… She’s a Kaguya too. My mentor.” He would be quick to add at the end. It was necessary. “At first it was really weird, because… Well. She looked a lot like… You know, I guess. It was almost like looking at my mom, a little bit. Just much younger. I couldn’t handle it at first, but I slowly got used to it. I think. Things are different now, I think… She helped me start to take things seriously. It’s why I’m doing everything I am now. I really owe her a lot.” The faucet loosened a bit, even if he was dancing around with what he said.

“You don’t need to apologize, though. It’s… It’s fine.”

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by Bones! Mon Mar 02, 2020 10:24 am

"She is a Kaguya too." Part of him wanted to be happy that he could see things that way. But part of him knew how wrong his ideal was. But there was no nice way to say it. All of it was uncomfortable, as it should have been. It was never going to change.

"Your mother was born to that family." he would say, "But she has not been a K-Kaguya since she was a c-c-child." He tripped over his words, trying to get them out. He nervously shuffled his hands before finally taking up the rag and a glass and begun to polish it like before. His demeanor begun to calm down as he busied himself.

"I don't mean when she became a Hozuki... I mean her name, like my own, were taken from us." A moment he paused, holding the rim of the glass behind the rag, the most still had he been all night long. "I'm glad you think she is, but she was.." He would nod his head, only to continue the motions of cleaning a glass that was already cleaned several times. "It was different times then... I'm just glad she finally found a family to call h-h-her own." He stumbled over the letters that assembled themselves from behind his lips.

"She might appear strong, maybe even tough." He would set the glass down, only to look at her from the sea of people. "She's not. She's one of the most fragile people I know." He nodded his head, only to kneel down and pick up her jacket, setting on a hook behind the bar. After doing so, he would go to pick up the guitar. He turned his back to the child as he went to go hang it back on the wall where it belonged.

"C'mon Akeru, you gotta!"

"Just one, just one!"

He would sigh, before setting it on the hooks mounted to the wall, only to look back at the crowd. He would nod again dismissively, only to take a glance at Chigetsu. Making a full turn around, he would place the guitar again on the counter.

"You should give this to your mother." he would say, "What might happen may surprise you." He offered a light laugh.

His teacher was a Kaguya. What were the chances. There wasn't that many of them running around. Though any younger than her that had a rank to show would be-

Wait what. No, it couldn't be... right?

Oh, Seirei is gonna flip when she finds out.

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by Chigetsu Mon Mar 02, 2020 12:29 pm

He paused, the roll that he had been on halted as Kaisaki began explaining things. It seemed that Chigetsu had made a faux pas without realizing it. He wasn’t aware that just the act of referring to his mother as ‘a Kaguya’ was something that could provoke a reaction like this. Chigetsu had never been privy to this sort of history. It was a representation of his simplistic way of thinking about things, from his clan-based upbringing. Kaguya behaved certain ways, Hozuki behaved certain ways, Yuki behaved certain ways, and so on. It was clannish, and exposed the simple fact that he considered his mother something different than what he was.

It was weird, hearing him talk about family. About her being fragile and not as strong as it looked. Chigetsu couldn’t do anything but sit still and listen, even if there was that bubbling roil of bitterness welling up inside him now. It was hard to think about this all in the context of a family. It was like trying to force a square block into the circle hole. He didn’t want to have to pretend. There was a certain tension in his neck and shoulders that returned now.

What was he supposed to say?

Chigetsu stood up from the barstool, giving a slight nod of his head. He desperately wanted to leave this conversation, even if it meant going back to face his mother. The guitar would be carefully picked up, the weight taking a moment to balance. It would be carried off the counter, and Chigetsu would turn to find his mother.

Judging by the way that he had just heard her name being called out, it wouldn’t be that hard to find her. Turning into the crowd, Chigetsu would waddle through it with the guitar, until he could deliver it just like he had been told to.

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Re: Familial

by Bones! Mon Mar 02, 2020 12:46 pm

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Simple simple men. They always seemed to have one thing on their mind and set themselves only for one thing. To fail at it, was to fail at life. Some would be filled with rage, while others sorrow. But they all wanted to hear a song, one that brought them joy, but herself, sorrow. The memories tied to a part of her life she never wanted to return to. A part of her left behind. She had gone through so many moments in time, she had begun to lost which parts of herself were her own, and the doings of the world around her.

"Akeru! Akeru! Akeru!"

"Just one! It's been so long!"

She waved away their request with a smile. "No really, another time. I just wanted to bring Chigetsu here to see the place. I don't have time. Another night." she would say, trying to back up from the crowd. Only to have a set of footsteps approach her. She turned, only to look back and find her son holding her old guitar.

"It'll be like old times!"

With a sigh, she reluctantly took the guitar from him. Her eyes only meeting his for a second before she hung her head and slowly made her way to the small stage. The music faded away and all you could hear was the cheering and joy of the employees, and the silence of the woman.

She took one of the stools from one of the other players from the now empty stage. She rested herself as everyone slowly begun to quiet down. Her face cold as stone, her eyes following her fingers as they traced the familiar lines of the instrument. She looked at her injury, only to flip the guitar around. She looked over the strings she lifted a hand to strum it lightly, hearing the notes. She took a breath, her eyes closing as her fingers begun to move faster than she could fight it.

The people grew silent, with only the muffled sounds of glasses lifting to lips to be set again to wooden tables. Her fingers moved with a melody that played alone. Empty parts of a song that were left incomplete, waiting for its partner to join her, but no company came.

After she completed, everyone would clap and exclaim in joy. She would offer a quiet and sheepish smile as she walked through the crowd as people moved out of her way. She would set the guitar on the counter, passing Kaisaki before she abruptly left the small makeshift bar.

And she would go half way up the steps before taking a seat in the darkness, burying her head in her arms.

She was alone here.

And she would weep.

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Re: Familial

by Chigetsu Mon Mar 02, 2020 2:38 pm

This was all so surreal.

It seemed that Kaisaki was telling the truth. She did play the guitar. He had no context really to what her skill level was other than it sounded good. With how everyone was begging her to play and chanting her name it seemed as though she had a reputation. Little things like this that were easy to pick up on painted a picture. It was looking into a window, peering into something that didn’t exist any more.

Chigetsu didn’t belong here. He wanted to leave. Why did she do this?

The song would come to an end, guitar lowered and fingers numb. The crowd erupted into a cheer. The clapping and noise would fill the room again, and in that noise. It was a first for him, being around so many people in a situation like this. It wouldn’t be long after she finished that his mother would leave, making her exit stage left. He didn’t know where she was going at first, but watching her in her stiffness didn’t take long. She slid right out of the room, into the exit. Chigetsu would be left by himself, trapped in this prison.

With nowhere to go, Chigetsu would turn back to the exit himself. At the same time, there was that same flinching sensation that came earlier. He couldn’t leave without her permission. His body practically wouldn’t let him right now. It was an ingrained stiffness. Still approaching the exit, his body would stop him before he could leave in full. By some magnetic force he would be pulled, returning to the counter where he had been sitting just moments before. Again, with Kaisaki. Back to the glass of water.

With a sigh, Chigetsu would cross his arms over the countertop and rest his face down in the pillow of his arms.

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by Bones! Mon Mar 02, 2020 3:12 pm

Awkwardly, he reached out, patting the head of the young boy. It didn't quite go as he planned, but he hadn't really planned for any of it at all.

The people would return back to their music, and Kaisaki would be left confused and with the boy. he clicked his tongue, nodding his head at the sight of him. "You can stay here if you would like." he would tell the little shinobi, "But, I think now, things will be different." He leaned in a bit, his hand still ruffling the boy's hair. It was all he really knew. Everything was a dog to him. Just keep petting and rubbing bellies and it probably won't attack your face.

Probably.

"She kept this place a secret. So if she brought you here today, surely she must have a reason." A light pat as he removed his hand, lifting the guitar to place it back to it's place on the wall. "Been around fifteen years since I heard her play.

She always refused to play without your f-f-father." God why was it so hard to say it? "It's nice.... It's been nice to hear again..." He would lowly hum to himself.

"She never said to stay, only to keep an eye on you." He would nod, winking only to realize his mistake. "I winked. You couldn't see, but I did." he would do so again, "Now I did it twice."

He was always easily distracted.

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