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Tamekaze smirked and shook head head, “You got it mostly right.” She kept herself standing but nearly fell back over, her needing to take a breath as she decided to make an example. She made a part of the pillar into a half table but still stable. She placed her palm flat onto sand and said, “Sand is the ultimate defense… Known as the absolute defense. Not even a master can break through it unless there is an opening.” She forced the bone growth in her hand and showed that it went right through the sand. She smirked and said, “Your clan can cut steel… Break a hole in the absolute defense even if it is just for a moment… A Taijutsu master can take the opportunity to use that hole.” She pulled it back in and healed, taking a deep breath before she fell down behind it. She was shaking and gritting her teeth, she had been pushing it just standing then doing that was just stupid. She tried to keep talking between gasps, “Your an…” She gasped, “cestor wa…” She gasped again, “was adept in…” She gasped once more, “Taijutsu… Gaara saw… his honorable… friend and form… former enemy who… was a… trained only in… taijutsu… get his… ass beat…” She placed a hand on her head and tried to force herself to focus. “More chak… ra… The more… dense the… sand or bone…”
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Hatake had watched the first moves with a smile, focusing himself as he thought about what he was going to do. He let his student go to the library of the base and worked on his own basics, just punching a dummy with minimal effort for the hell of it. He had bloody knuckles by the time Haruso spoke to him and he stopped. He nodded and replied, “Always a good thing.” He followed as Haruso went in the Gymnasium area, which was an off section of the training area. He watched him move there and went to go watch. He was impressed and even chuckled a little at his statement. He then said, “The more you practice, the better you will be but do not overwork yourself or the effort will be for naught.” He was stern but caring, taking a wrap from a hidden pocket and wrapping his knuckles.
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Tamekaze smiled a bit through the grit and used what she had to pull sand to her and force herself to stand up then let it return to where it was. She looked right at Jane and said, “You are both right… and wrong… If the sand, which I am adept in, is of equal rights in both pros and cons, then why did I not use my sand against an intruder who uses bone? As you saw i had my bones revealed, no matter how painful the move for myself. And he was like me as well, not of your clan but obviously in practice of using it. Though… His bone pierced mine.” She took a deep breath as she forced herself to stand, deciding to make a hardened sandstone podium to hold herself up better. She smirked and said, “now, from that information, what have you gathered? As there is more to give but I do not wish to overload you.” She was shaking and holding herself up. She seemed to be trying to maintain a bit of her own dignity by not listening to the medical nin.
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Tamekaze smiled and bowed her head to her, pushing herself to sit more upright as she locked her eyes on her. She took a breath and said, “Now… First part of the lesson, which do you think is harder… condensed sand or condensed bone?” She wanted to make sure the knowledge was up to where it should be. She even tried to force her legs under herself to sit more properly, even they popped as she rotated them under her body.
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Tamekaze didn’t take the hand to get up, she shouldn’t move at all from where she was. She stayed laying where she was and spoke honestly to her, “Your clan is amazing…” She took a deep breath to the options given and said, “I think I can teach from here… Would you mind? I will describe everything as best as I can.” She took another deep breath and tried to sit up on her own, her spine was audibly cracking and popping. She got herself to sitting but seemed fatigued from that and took deep breaths. She closed her eyes and grit her teeth as one of her hands rushed up to her chest. She took another deep breath and then said, “Here is fine…”
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Mr Pank ignored Muri and kept drawing instead then turned and took a deep breath, “WE WILL HAVE NO PHYSICAL ACTIVITY IN THIS CLASS!” He then turned back around and wrote page numbers to read. He heard the male and said, “ICE IS NICE WITH SAKE AND RICE.” Then returned once more to writing. He didn’t even care about the student running in just as it was to start. Then he seemed to whisper inaudibly as he addressed the class.
Ryū watched the clans until she felt the need to climb into the vents. She started crawling through, keeping her widow mask on and pulling up her purple hood. She got to the portion that went up and she began crawling up, finding it easier to place her back on one side and move her arms and legs to get up. She smirked beneath her mask and worked her way up, finding the collapsed part with the hole and seeing she couldn’t jump up. She thought of what she could do and felt the walls outside of the vent. The wall seemed firm and there were some pipes she could grab. She gripped onto them and pulled herself up into the wall, placing her feet onto the edge of the top, the soles of her shoes making sure the cold metal didn’t cut in as the metal started to creak.
She pulled up on the pipes as the vent section crunched and fell out from beneath her feet. She gasped and held on tight, trying to steady herself before pulling to go up further. She used her legs in a near split to try and inch herself up. It hurt like hell. She managed to get up into the next section of vent, pulling herself the whole way up to the sixteenth floor vent. She flopped into it and took a slight breather, her muscles were sore and she was adoring it. She saw one of the Kidaichu skitter around ahead of her, it was about the size of a cat and just shed another shell. She shivered at thinking what she was unleashing there.
She then carefully crawled to a vent leading to her old classroom, she saw the group in there and the new… teacher? Looked more like a really held back student. She decided to wait and let her Kidaichu and Kikaichu slowly gather back to her, the Kikaichu being allowed back in and the Kidaichu not being allowed back inside, sent to the other vent outlet in the room. -
Mr Pank was partially oblivious to things that were going on as he tried to write things onto the board. His version of a hand was five lines. He drew stick figures to show different fighting styles and wrote names of them above and tried to speak as he wrote but he wasn’t being heard, this was guaranteed. He thought about what he’d need to do to teach and ended up yelling, “CLASS I HAVE NOTES ON THE BEER!”
Ryū sat silently in the vent, listening to the sound as she nibbled on a snack. This body was hard to maintain due to the intake required. She sighed as she tried her own patience, knowing the cooks were now in the kitchen. She felt good helping the Akamichi and hoped that they’d all be grateful, not just the one. She looked to where the opening of the vent was to see more clans coming in for food help. Ryū looked into their begging and starving eyes as they crawled towards her. She saw Inuzuka, some of her own, an Uchiha or two as well as Hyuuga. She even saw some of the other braches like Nara, Yamanaka, and even some of the normal clans with no special abilities. She smiled to them although they couldn’t see and she crawled back out into the kitchen and silently walked up behind the cooks. She didn’t want to hurt them so she tripped each of them with a low leg swoop, rotating herself near the ground to allow her knee to make contact with their calves. As they fell, their heads cracked on the hard floor and knocked them out. She then picked them up and found rope in a cabinet, tying them up. She let the clans come in and get what they needed.
Elsewhere, her Kikaichu were still active and running a muck through the elevators, devouring children that were teasing others in a way that made them feel uncomfortable. Some of the kidaichu that were larger would come back for the trapped children and remove them from the elevators, giving them access to the hallways by prying doors open. They knew what Ryū wanted out of them, and were following it well. -
Tamekaze wriggled her tongue to swallow the pill. She took a deep breath and let the pill take effect on her. She closed her eyes and then said, “I don’t see how your clan does it… Even with the different bone structure you still have muscles and flesh…” She took a deep breath and said, “It hurts…” She took a deep breath as she felt a burst of chakra come into her. She manipulated this slow release and rearranged her front bone plate back into ribs and sunk it back into her body, closing the skin around it. She took a deep breath and then pulled her fingertips in and closed. She grit her teeth and looked at her. She closed her eyes then and sighed.
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Mr Pank looked at him and whispered nearly inaudibly but then cleared his throat and spoke loud, “THAT IS THE MOST RECENT BONGO BOOK AROUND!” He then said something else but it was a near whisper. He drew kanji on the board and was writing Taijutsu, misspelling it eight times before he got it right. Then he placed an announcement that Mr Haruno would be returning to spectate about mid day with announcements after lunch.
Ryū remained in the vents, her kikaichu spreading out through the school as students arrived. One of them slipped through onto a moving elevator. It slipped through into it and found some of the children throwing around an Inuzuka’s puppy as the poor Inuzuka tried to jump up and catch it. The kikaichu left out a silent signal, a portion of the swarm gathering. The head of this mini swarm flew to one of the kids throwing the puppy and sat on the shoulder. The other kikaichu managed to chew through a cord and get that elevator to stop half way between floors. The children had faces of panic as then the lights in the elevator went out.
The swarm pushed in and the buzzing was near deafening in the silent elevator until a few kids shrieked out. The Inuzuka curled up and held the puppy. The smaller kikaichu left and attempted to reconnect the wires. The one for the lights connected, revealing that three children that were throwing the dog around were now just skeletons with a few pieces of meat on them. The children freaked out and more so as the Kidaichu began to go after the other children that had tortured the Inuzuka or just stood by idly and wouldn’t help.
Ryū heard sounds in the vent and saw the one Akamichi had followed her and seemed persistant, others having followed that one. She placed on her mask and waved for them to follow, leading the akamichi to the kitchen. She let them have their way with the kitchen as it seemed the cooks weren’t clocked in yet nor a janitor in sight. She let them have their fills and even take some for themselves. The one akamichi came up to her and placed a hand on the cheek of her mask and said, “Thank you…”
Ryū nodded as her mask chirped and vibrated her voice, “You’re welcome. I may return again to help you once more. For now, evacuate.”
They nodded and left through the vent carrying pleanty of extra for themselves and some others. This made Ryū feel accomplished. Her good mood lasted until she heard the door start opening, making her way back into the vent and then sitting still as she waited for the kikaichu to return. -
A seventeen year old boy has eyes closed as his steps rock back and forth on the grassy path. He had on headphones and a cd player in his hand. The echoing and soft words of “Voodoo” by Godsmack tickling his being as he brought his other hand to his mouth, a joint he’d rolled at home. The sweet taste entered his lungs as he came to the edge of the path and stopped. His eyes focused ahead as he looked across what was sand that he’d not be able to return from. He took the last bit of his joint and sucked it clean. He felt his fingers burn a bit and that made him drop the rest. He’d put all the good stuff in the end he’d already smoked, so he just stepped on the burning end to put it out. He walked out into the desert and thought back.
He’d been approached by this weird dude. He was approached at the wrong time that day because he’d just smoked a joint that he couldn’t remember what the hell was laced in it, but the person looked like a purple moose in a rainbow sailor outfit. Good thing the moose hung around until he turned back into a person to tell him to head out here. He was told about the desert and the first thought was how sweet it’d be to smoke some in the desert for a change of pace, even though he was told it was to be a survival. More people? More high people.
He stepped into the desert and peeked behind him. He smirked to just see more desert and said, “Dude… the hell that guy lace my shit with?” He looked back forward and began walking, checking his pockets and doing something he knew he should. He checked his supplies on him, knowing he’d only used a tad bit to make one joint. He checked his food, still had all he packed. He was just as set as before he smoked one. He hoped he’d get to see some cool desert things, like two scorpions doing the natural do. He didn’t know how far to go, mostly hoping to find a place to set up. If surviving was key, a great place to set up was in order. He walked forwards in search of a dead tree or a cactus of some kind, preparing himself for the worse mentally.
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Hatake didn’t even flinch as the round went off. It was as if he’d heard the sound before and it barely phased him. He did take a hand over to where his ear was and rub it. He looked over at the gun and sighed at it but that was a nice shot. He decided to take the high road and think about what it could do to aide them. He asked, “How’s the recoil on that?” He actually sounded curious, something he usually wasn’t. He circulated his chakra through his own arms with a bit of focus, making them feel less likely to turn up numb.
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During the night, as the sun began to turn the light back over the horizon, a student walked back into the leaf for the first time. Ryū was ignored by ANBU, they were too focused looking for a killer stereotype and not someone who looked like a starving Akamichi. She could feel her insects wanting to gnaw at her, she wanted to stop but she decided to continue to walk as their little voices begged for food. She shushed herself seemingly insane to those who were awake at this time. She walked nearly an hour, getting to the corner where she could see the ramen shop, her picking up the pace a little bit as she made her body push to get to the dumpster behind it. She forced it open and started digging through it, eating any scrap of food she could find in it. She moved quick, knowing that some of the starving clan members tended to hang around the dumpsters.
She managed to get her fill for now, feeling the body’s ability take effect as it replenished her chakra per calorie intake. She was starting to like this body. She moved then towards the academy but was sidetracked by something, a voice not in her body. She looked to an alley and saw an Akamichi, they recognized the face she’d taken. She turned as if she didn’t know who they were, and she really didn’t.
She ended up stammering her way to the academy, teachers hardly starting to set up nor others available yet for kitchen or janitorial. She took into the vent on the side, making her way towards the kitchen carefully to find a chewed apart grate. She slid through and helped herself to some of the things in there, helping to stimulate her body to where it needed to be. She stuck around for a while but as the clock neared the time to open up, she walked back to the vent and took some of the food with her. She curled up in the vent and waited for the students to enter, letting her kikaichu begin to come from out of the holes in her hands and skitter silently through the vents as she whispered, “Soon… Vengeance, my family… sweet… bloody… vengeance…” -
Tamekaze listened to her ramble and thought to herself as she listened. She waited until Jane finished before she said, “It isn’t your fault…” She took a deep breath and said, “As a teacher and as a kage, I should have known better than to leave myself open…” She worked her chakra and got the bone out of her eyes but couldn’t heal where it left from. She was getting blood into her eyes then and she didn’t seem to care. She sighed as she looked at her and said, “If you were here… You’d have gotten hurt too… This isn’t your fault…” She twitched a little bit and started to try to heal the eyes herself but was obviously very drained. She didn’t want to resort to a replenishment pill but it seemed she would have to. She said, “In my desk… middle drawer on the right… back of it is a pill bottle… grab it and take one out and place it into my mouth…” She spoke with serious and shame in her voice, not wanting to resort to it and tried to just draw in natural energy again to convert.
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Tamekaze heard the running and startled, her hands moving up weakly and into a sloppy defensive look before they dropped back down. She tried to form words as she heard her student and tried to make the sounds only getting out a gasped whisper, “He came…” She felt the hands on her wound and some chakra trying to heal but not really doing much. She raised her left hand weakly, the blades still broken as she used the flesh of her fingers to lightly grasp around her student’s wrist.
A medical nin rushed in, a elder looking one with experience. She came over and looked at the damage and sighed. She knelt down and the first thing she did was pump chakra into her own hand reach into the one wound on the stomach, trying to heal the diaphragm before she looked at the blood and saw the hint she’d crawled over to the desk. She got up and searched through the drawers and opened the back of one, pulling out syringes and she brought it over to her and said, “Point. I took it out how it was in your desk.” Tamekaze lifted her hand and poked one for antiparalysis, knowing which it was by the etched symbol on top. The medic took it up and primed it, injecting it right into the heart then pumping chakra into her hand to seal it immediately through the hole in the chest. She then sealed the wounds and said, “Stay down for a while.” She placed the needles on the desk and left them there.
Tamekaze took deep breaths and seemed like that was the absolute worst fight she had ever been in. There was a look of shame from her mouth and nose, eyebrows furrowed. The bone was still on her body but she knew why the nurse didn’t correct it, breaking and sealing would be a hassle and mean more down time. She then said, “fuck…”
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Tamekaze took a deep breath as she tried to heal those ones, her regained bits not adding up. The male spun around and a spike formed from his elbow, jabbing onto her breast plate and impaled through her about half way into her flesh beneath the bones but missed her major veins, arteries, and organs. He then pulled it out, causing her to jerk forward as he made one inch spikes on his other hand, continuing his spin and crashing them into her face. She at least covered her eyes in a bone shield, them cracking. She fell down onto the ground and couldn’t open the shields over her eyes. She heard him step closer and his flesh tear and something drip. This was followed by her feeling the bone plate cracking over her stomach and feeling it impale through to rip her diaphragm. She started gasping for air as she felt the parts still connected begin to go numb and paralyze. She heard him step to her head as he knelt down, whispering, “Those files belong to me…” She heard him move away and grasp the files, slipping them into his coat then walking out like nothing happened. Tamekaze couldn’t speak from the trouble of getting air, feeling more start to paralyze slowly. She tried to force herself onto her stomach, pushing her arm against the ground to flip over. Blood pooled beneath her as she tried to drag herself over to her desk, realizing she wouldn’t make it to where she needed when she was right in front of it. She rolled herself back over and felt her midsection gone numb and frozen. It was severely hard to breathe, and she couldn’t see anything.