[Tantetsu Mitsu]

Set The World Ablaze

---Blood Sport---

Maybe it was the Hisakawa in her, but Mitsu loved blood sport. Something about the crunch of bone and the gush of ichor just set her heart a beating like a bird within her chest. The scent of iron that wafted up from the Shizuoka fighting pits enough to set her pupils dilating and get the girl bouncing in her seat the few times her Uncle had taken her to watch the matches. Now she was going to get to participate alongside Yuki and Sakuraba. Today was a good day. To say Mitsu practically dragged her mission partners towards their destination was a great underestimate of her excitement. Oh no, if Mitsu could teleport she'd have practically flash stepped the entire way to the city. As it was the little group arrived relatively early before the matches were to start and instead would be stuck listening to the organizer as he laid out the rules.

"All right first no jutsu," The man who looked a great deal like a retired Yakuza and was sporting an eyepatch and a garish jacket began, "Second no equipment above C-rank. Third no poison we're looking for entertainment and finally fourth no killing blows. Death matches cost extra and we're not paying some kiddies that much of a paycheck." As the defiantely-not-a-Yak's one good eye roved over the three genin looking rather unimpressed.

"Since you're just kids we're gonna set these up as team matches. Three on three. If you do well maybe we'll increase the numbers against your team." He added already calculating the betting pool, "Match starts in ten. Be in the ring by then." The Organizer instructs with a wave as he ambles off.

Leaving Mitsu to turn her face absolutely alight with manic bloodthirsty excitement, "You guys excited! This is going to be so much fun!" She exclaimed as she muffles a small squeal of excitement against her fist. "Do you think they'll disqualify us for natural weapons like claws and things?" That was an oddly specific question.

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Kōton // Steel Release
Like many in her clan Mitsu inherited the Tantetsu's ability to create, forge, and manipulate metal. Gaining the ability to convert carbon and iron into hardened steel with the outpouring of her chakra and control it with her whims. Though her particular fascination lies with manipulating and coating herself with molten metal protecting herself from it's heat with her Kekkei tōta.

Iwa Chakra Infusion Kinjutsu
Blessed or cursed, depending on how one views it, with the Iwa Chakra Infusion Kinjutsu Mitsu possesses fanged mouths on her palms and chest. Allowing her to infuse materials with chakra to create the facsimile of life within her creation. She most often combines this with her  Kōton to create durable and destructive art.

Techniques

SPOILER: Click to show

JUTSU GOES HERE

線香花火

                      Made by Keen of FBNRP | Word Count: 339 | Nanashi Yuki Okada Sakuraba

[Okada Sakuraba]

Okay, okay, okay… Sakuraba felt like this was destiny. A fighting pit? An arena? Blood battle? This sounded like the perfect spot for an Okada – more than just home advantage would come into play in this mission. Nah, not only that, but he was free from the dumbfucks who’d rather just wait his battle out – ‘jobber’ as he was usually called, nah, fuck all of them. Away from their eyes, he could actually attempt to make a name for himself in these fighting pits… but not now. This was a mission. Later.

Still, this didn’t explain why Mitsu was so eager to undergo it all. Was she secretly a pit fighter genius or something? And what was up with the gal Yuki? She wanted to scrap too? He couldn’t let them outshine him when this was his damn home field – nah, not today. Especially not Mitsu, who’d 100% rub it all over his sorry face if he didn’t represent his family and his village well – oh hell nah.

But first… of course. New rules applied – no jutsus, first and foremost. Did that mean… like… no Okada-style Jutsus either? That’d be so boring! Who made that dumbass rule?! "Oof, no wire pranks for ya today, Mitsu,” he couldn’t help but snicker quietly. At least, he’d wish her good luck – that was all he could.

Yuki, though… new gal, he hadn’t met her before. She looked a little rough, like she could throw a nasty punch without you realizing. Fuck her height – she had that look in her… not nearly as wacky as Mitsu, though.

Cracking his neck after the instructions, they were left to their own devices until ten. Mitsu couldn’t wait, and for once, Sakuraba had that glare of absolute confidence flowing out of his eyes. Her random-ass antics wouldn’t catch him off guard today – today was his day to shine! "You rite, dis gonna be hella fun – cuz dey dun know what I’m all ‘bout,” he proclaimed while rotating his shoulders a bit, letting them crack and stretch out all the better, "… Natural weapons?” Why on earth she was asking such a question was beyond him, but-

"As long as ya dun kill ‘em, I guess? How ‘bout ya, Yuki? Wut kinda tricks ya think ya got to help us ‘ere? Ya look like a brawler ya self, after all.”

[Nanashi Yuki]

[Word Count]: 500
OOC Note(s):

Okada Sakuraba Tantetsu Mitsu

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Oh, this was gonna be FUN.

Yuki grinned as she marched in with the others. She was the baby here and she knew it. Mitsu? Fifteen, and she looked even more mature than that. Sakuraba? Fifteen. She was barely thirteen, and she wasn't exactly in a hurry to look much older, what with the shorts and crop top she was wearing. She looked exactly like what she was- a sporty little punk here to make some noise!

"No jutsu. Gotcha. No beefy gear. Gotcha. No poison- gotcha. No murder. Gotcha. That's easy!" Yuki concluded boldly, nodding to herself. "Ten minutes. Nice. We get ta chill before we hit the ring!"

Yuki glanced to Mitsu and looked her over, squinting. "I mean. Probly not. Unless they're more poten' than, like. Basic kit? Then it might be cheatin'. I'd feel kinda cheated if someone showed up with claws that can cut steel, that's not really "basic kit" level stuff."

Wanted to scrap? Sakuraba clearly hadn't been paying much attention around the Okada gyms. Not only was Yuki one of the biggest Okada fangirls around, she was also Taki's apprentice, and she had a flare for showmanship that she wasn't afraid to put on display.

Something these two were about to get a crash course in!

"I'm pretty sure they know whatcher about, bruh, you're a kid signing up for a pit fight. You're clearly about THE BEATDOWN!" Yuki crowed, in her best announcer voice, whipping her wooden "sword"- really a sheathed blade- off her hip to use as a microphone. "As for tricks- I mean, I got a few," she added with a wink, flicking the handle of her sword up and out of the sheath to flash the hidden blade before letting it lock back into place. "I got these awesome- aw hell. Er, sorry." Yuki muttered the apology for the swear as she reached into her vest and peeled off a strip of a dozen extremely well crafted knives. "They did say only basic kit. Sorry, fellas. Yer sittin' out this one." She patted a couple pouches, one on each hip. "I got plenty more stuff to throw around, though. Hrm. Probably shouldn't take... these... since we're not killin' folks..." She pulled out a set of explosive-tagged kunai as well, and set them with her throwing knives. "... and I can't use jutsus, so..." A pouch full of shuriken and another full of wire was added to the growing arsenal of stuff she WASN'T taking into the arena.

"...I'll keep the explosive pellets. I'll just make sure to miss when I throw those. It'll make for a good show!" That done, she turned to Sakuraba. "Can ya tell I'm a weapons specialist yet?"

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[IC COMBAT INFORMATION]

[Skills/Traits In-Usage]:
▣ | Passive | Relentless Resources (Enchanced Ch. Reserves)
▣ | Passive | Spider Monkey (Enchanced Speed)
[Items Worn[Passively]]: ▣ None
[Items used]: ▣ None
[Sennin Mōdō [Rotation]]:0 ▣ | [Deactive]
[Techniques Executed]:

Template "Borrowed" From Jian!

[Tantetsu Mitsu]

Set The World Ablaze

---Match 1---

"What are you talking about Sakuraba? I'll just use my normal Tantetsu wire instead of forging my bigger ones. Sides I don't need a jutsu to control steel." She quips with an amused little laugh as she spools the two ends of the wire reel on her back down to the straps on her wrist getting them ready.

"But just to encourage fair play I'll try to avoid grabbing with them and just keep to using them like whips." The little Kunoichi agrees as she glances up at the clock and then back to Yuki. "Let's all do our best! I'll stick to long to mid range to cover you guys backs!" She suggests as she vaults over the railing to land in the sands of the pit below. The girl dusting herself off as she waits for her teammates to join her. Once they had the announcer would call out.

"IN THE RIGHT CORNER WE HAVE THE IWAGAKURE THREE! CAN THEY BEST OUR HOMETOWN HEROES DAI, DAICHI, AND DAISUKE!?" The man calls out as their opponents, three absolute brick shit house of men drop into the ring. Dai equipped with a sight of brass knuckles, Daichi with a kanabō, and Daisuke with a Kusari-gama. The three men grinning like the holidays had come early as they eye their minute opponents. The men barely giving the kids a second to compose themselves before they're barreling across the field charging right at their opponents intent on seeing some blood and broken bones.

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Kōton // Steel Release
Like many in her clan Mitsu inherited the Tantetsu's ability to create, forge, and manipulate metal. Gaining the ability to convert carbon and iron into hardened steel with the outpouring of her chakra and control it with her whims. Though her particular fascination lies with manipulating and coating herself with molten metal protecting herself from it's heat with her Kekkei tōta.

Iwa Chakra Infusion Kinjutsu
Blessed or cursed, depending on how one views it, with the Iwa Chakra Infusion Kinjutsu Mitsu possesses fanged mouths on her palms and chest. Allowing her to infuse materials with chakra to create the facsimile of life within her creation. She most often combines this with her  Kōton to create durable and destructive art.

Techniques

SPOILER: Click to show

JUTSU GOES HERE

線香花火

                      Made by Keen of FBNRP | Word Count: 255| Nanashi Yuki Okada Sakuraba

[Okada Sakuraba]

Sakuraba rarely paid much attention at the Okada gyms! Like, he actively tried to train for himself, like damn – give him a break, already! Jeez. But still, this lil’ one got scraps, after all – if only he knew how much…

But she also got that Okada spirit in her, and he could tell from the moment she played with her sheathed blade like a microphone. Nodding in approval at the display, he silently crowned her honorary Okada, but she soon realized that her fancy hidden weapons weren’t exactly basic, especially those fancy knives… and the explosive tags on the kunais… and all of her shuriken and wires. Why’d both of these chicks have more equipment than him? Like, damn, they didn’t need that much? Sakuraba had done plenty well just with his bare hands up until this point- now, this was worrying.

"Ya… I can tell ya need a bigger bag.”

Wait, Mitsu-chan could control her wires without Jutsus? How on earth could she do that? Didn’t she just mean she could… like, swing them around? Oh well, y’know what – fuck it, as long as she knew what to do. "Ya, ya do ya thing, Mitsu-chan. If ya good at swingin', make 'em lose their feet 'fore they step outta line. I’ma stick to close range and kick sum sense into 'em - Yuki, ya join me, and also confuse the shit outta ‘em with dem pellets. Make them forget howda act!” he planned out before joining up with Mitsu-chan on the sandy pit.

He made sure to land with a damn superhero-knee-and-fist-to-the-ground landing, causing the sand to spread out in a small wave by his arrival. Not minding the dust one bit, he rose up on his feet and kept his hoodie on to spread his signature brand of fuck norms, before eyeing the-

Dai, Daichi… and Daisuke? Okay.

"… Bruh, ya said no killin’, ya wan’ me to believe dat?”

Like, look at them! Those three brick houses didn’t look like they minded the life of teens ebbing at their hands! Fucking hell, this was already a ridiculous match, but y’know what – the match had begun!

The man with the kusarigama had the most range of the three, so Sakuraba targeted him first. Leaping up in the air, with the light of the lamp in the middle of the ceiling behind him, his shadow crossed the pit stage as he dove with two feet aiming for the kusarigama wielder. Although, before he landed, he had to twist his body once more – the kusarigama wielder was quick and tried to launch the chained sickle towards the flying Sakuraba, but lo and behold!

Training his stomach and back muscles came in handy today! With a single twist, he managed to evade the sharp gama, and with his free arms wielding no weapons but themselves, he latched onto the chain and pulled himself down towards Daisuke with both feet planting right on the lad’s chest, causing a loud clap to echo across the pit. The impact allowed Sakuraba to surf across a few meters with Daisuke’s body, while the latter coughed up in shock.

"AIN’T NO GAWD DAMN WAY Y’ALL AND YA SHINY TOYS WILL STOP ME!!!”

[Nanashi Yuki]

[Word Count]: 311
OOC Note(s):

Tantetsu Mitsu Okada Sakuraba

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Bigger wire? "Ohhh, yeah, your cousin does a lot wi'those. She uses'em like extra arms! Makes her really hard ta pin down. I can't WAIT ta see what sorta wild shit- sorry!- ya do with yers, Mitsu!" Yuki proclaimed! As for Sakuraba, Yuki snickered. "Hey, I don't usually hafta dump it all out! I got places fer everythin'!"

"OH, YA GOT IT, buddy, I'm boutta drive these jokers crazy BEFORE we put their butts ta shame!" Pronounced the pipsqueak of the party, flipping her sword up over her shoulder like a delinquent's baseball bat.

As the trio charged and Sakuraba blitzed into their ranks, Yuki palmed and chucked one of the metal spheres she'd brought, deliberately hurling it between the knuckles guy and the kanabo guy, impacting far enough behind them for the VERY flashy explosion to pepper their backs with minorly painful- and distracting!- sprays of shrapnel as she moved with STARTLING speed to intercept the one with the war club, outspeeding even Sakuraba as she leapt up and delivered a one-two-three smash into the tip of the kanabo to throw its wielder off-balance, landing two kicks as she rose to meet it and then smashing it back behind the owner's back as she shot over his shoulder, twisting to smack him in the back of the head as she dropped and skidded into the smoke of her own explosive, reappearing almost instantly as she charged for the knuckles guy, either to back up Mitsu before she could get cornered, or to distract him so she could lay into him with her wires!

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[IC COMBAT INFORMATION]

[Skills/Traits In-Usage]:
▣ | Passive | Relentless Resources (Enchanced Ch. Reserves)
▣ | Passive | Spider Monkey (Enchanced Speed)
[Items Worn[Passively]]: ▣ None
[Items used]: ▣ None
[Sennin Mōdō [Rotation]]:0 ▣ | [Deactive]
[Techniques Executed]:

Template "Borrowed" From Jian!

[Tantetsu Mitsu]

Set The World Ablaze

---Snag & Drag---

No ninjutsu was a hassle, but luckily Tantestu didn't need ninjutsu to control their steel as Mitsu gave Yuki and Sakuraba a nod watching as the two charged into their opponents leaving Mitsu with the knuckle duster. The girl grinning feral and bloodthirsty as the man laughed thinking he'd gotten the easiest of the three kid. "How yeah like this match up girlie?" He jeered. However he stopped laughing the second Mitsu snapped her wire out the metal coils curling around the mans neck before she yanked slamming him down face first into the ground.

"I should ask you the same~" Mistu sing songed right back at him as the man got to his feet looking ready to charge him right as Yuki laid into him from the side. Leaving Mitsu to shift her focus to both Daichi and Daisuke. The girl whipping out her wire to grab both of the men by the ankles and give them a good hard yank. Trying to prevent Daisuke from rising to his feet to get a good clear shot at Sakuraba and to keep Daichi busy till Yuki could jump him again. Unfortunately this was meant to be a 'friendly' match so her explosive tags would have to stay safely stashed in her weapons pouch unless she wanted to blow off someone's arm. The prospect leaving the girl pouted as she sliced a nice line across Daichi's shins to deter the man from getting closer when the Kanabo user thought to charge her while Yuki's attention was turned elsewhere.

SA's

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Kōton // Steel Release
Like many in her clan Mitsu inherited the Tantetsu's ability to create, forge, and manipulate metal. Gaining the ability to convert carbon and iron into hardened steel with the outpouring of her chakra and control it with her whims. Though her particular fascination lies with manipulating and coating herself with molten metal protecting herself from it's heat with her Kekkei tōta.

Iwa Chakra Infusion Kinjutsu
Blessed or cursed, depending on how one views it, with the Iwa Chakra Infusion Kinjutsu Mitsu possesses fanged mouths on her palms and chest. Allowing her to infuse materials with chakra to create the facsimile of life within her creation. She most often combines this with her  Kōton to create durable and destructive art.

Techniques

SPOILER: Click to show

JUTSU GOES HERE

線香花火

                      Made by Keen of FBNRP | Word Count: 259 | Nanashi Yuki Okada Sakuraba

[Okada Sakuraba]

Daisuke didn’t like laying on the ground, but Sakuraba had him sort of handicapped with the way he was gripping onto the chain holding the kama over the boy’s shoulder. Still, Sakuraba could’ve been flung over his shins in this position, so he backflipped off of Daisuke and allowed the man to stand back up, even while still tug-of-war’ing with the kusarigama. Really, Sakuraba was getting quite the habit of stealing people’s weapons mid-combat, like, what was his deal?

Although Daisuke proved to have greater physical strength than the Okada, Sakuraba ultimately got his hands on the kusarigama in its entirety when Mitsu-chan yanked the former off of his feet with her wire. "Veeeeeeeeeeereh metal, Mitsu-chan!” he jubilated before twirling the kama around on the chain, making a last tug to grab the kama’s handle, "Got meh a new gift ta work wid!”

Sakuraba wasn’t even a specialist with weapons, but it never hurt to play around with a sword or a pair of knuckledusters. Daisuke was having none of that and charged straight forward, seemingly attempting to close the distance that was the kusarigama’s most effective striking range. Now, this next action might’ve been deemed a bit too dirty to find its place in a pi-

Wait, it was a pit fight. Forget the prior notion, Sakuraba didn’t hesitate to kick up sand from the floor up on Daisuke’s poor face, causing the taller man to cough, groan and curse in ways he’d never even heard before. In the midst of that, Sakuraba spotted Yuki running to Mitsu-chan’s side, with the kanabo lad recovering from one of the smoothest and most disrespectful drippling maneuvers he’d ever seen- like, getting smacked in the back of the head, with his war club at such an embarrassing angle, while Yuki snuck past him using the smoke from her own explosive? The war clubber was exposed hard.

But that war club did look pretty fun to swing around, so Sakuraba charged towards him with the chain swinging up over his head before being sent straight for Dai- Dai- Dai something, alright. It was good that the latter was aggravated by Yuki, because it gave Sakuraba just the right opening to snatch his war club. "Dis mine too, naw!”

[Nanashi Yuki]

[Word Count]: 237
OOC Note(s):

Tantetsu Mitsu Okada Sakuraba

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Yuki capitalized on Dai's pratfall to intercept and deliver a picture- perfect overhead strike with her sheathed sword as she drew parallel with him, SMASHING across both wrists to make even the prospect of throwing punches seem like an awful idea. "It ain't a RULER, but hopefully th'SLAP on th'WRIST still gets th'message across! OVERCONFIDENCE IS A KILLER, BRUH!"

As Yuki kept Dai off of Mitsu, she and Sakuraba waylaid the other two, leaving Yuki to flick another metal sphere past the group entirely, once more setting off an adjacent but essentially harmless explosion to further disorient and distract, while irritating them with peppered cuts and pricks from low-power shrapnel at the edge of its range!

Turning back to Dai in a heartbeat, she danced back, interposed between Mitsu and him, returning her sword to her side in a faux sheathed stance, her scabbarded blade unattached and simply held at her waist. "Come on, buddy, ya ain't done yet! Ya gonna lay down an'let some pipsqueak with a stick show ya up?! COME ON! Bring th'hurt, my guy, show me how pit fightin's REALLY done!"

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[IC COMBAT INFORMATION]

[Skills/Traits In-Usage]:
▣ | Passive | Relentless Resources (Enchanced Ch. Reserves)
▣ | Passive | Spider Monkey (Enchanced Speed)
[Items Worn[Passively]]: ▣ None
[Items used]: ▣ None
[Sennin Mōdō [Rotation]]:0 ▣ | [Deactive]
[Techniques Executed]:

Template "Borrowed" From Jian!

[Okada Sakuraba]

Da fuck?! Yuki wasn’t holding back with those bombs, eh? And this was supposed to be a fisticuffs pit fight… but a pit fight would always be a pit fight, and those were weapons, still. Explosive, small-ass weapons, but weapons nonetheless – and rather destructive ones, to boot.

Speaking of weapons, Sakuraba had successfully caught himself a war club from the one Yuki was fighting. Leaving that guy weapon-less against the smaller shinobi, Sakuraba gazed back at the coughing fit of a disgrace that was that Daisuke guy – pissed off over having lost his kusarigama, his eyes reddened with vengeance, he pulled up another weapon that had been concealed up until now – a small dagger, prompting Sakuraba to find no worry, since this was rather desperate of him. I mean, this was a friendly match, after all… right?

But Sakuraba wasn’t skilled enough to wield two weapons at the same time, so he called over to Yuki: "OI YUKI! CAAAAAAAATCH!” before lunging the war club over to the sandy plot of area behind her, about 5 meters away. It was a heavy fling, but he was now equipped with just the kusarigama – perfect to make this desperate bastard sleep for a bit.

Wrapping the chain around Daisuke’s leg was easy picking – the giant lad tried to weave from side to side in order to close the distance, which was obvious because his weapon said that out loud – Daisuke needed to close in on Sakuraba to deal any damage, and the latter wouldn’t just let that happen! With Daisuke’s leg grabbed by the chain, Sakuraba launched the sickle and accidently caused the dude to lose a finger-

"OH! OH SHIT… E-Eh, wait, bruh, ah’m so sorry, A-A didn’t mean dat! Oi Yuki, ah uh… fuck, fuck, dat bad or sum’? Ah mean, ya pulled awt a dagguh, ya tryna kill me or sum’?! HUH?! OI YUKI, GIV’ EM HELL, DEY WANT BLUD!!!”

[Nanashi Yuki]

[Word Count]: 286
OOC Note(s):

Okada Sakuraba

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Sakuraba had done an amazing job of defusing the opposition's armory, between stealing the kusari-gama for himself and snatching the kanabo, all to send the latter hurling across the arena to splash down in the sands behind Yuki herself. The dark-haired girl grinned wide and leapt backwards, shoving her sword back into her belt and snagging the kanabo- and hefting it with startling ease, popping it up onto her shoulders before letting it roll off and THUMP to the sands beside her.

"HEARD, Sakuraba! AlRIGHT, then, gennelmen, YOU heard the man. Th'innermission's over. Let's close th'curtains!"

Once more, Yuki hurtled back into the fray, blasting right back into Dai's face as he and his brass knuckles reclaimed their feet. A pivoting swing saw Yuki twirl 360 as she swept down towards the ground, smashing his feet entirely out from beneath him, rising into an overhead swing that caught him in the gut and completely smashed the wind out of the brawler, ensuring he wasn't gonna get back up to trouble the pair- leaving the recently amputated Daisuke and the unarmed Daichi as the only remaining opponenHOLY SHIT HE LOST A FINGER!

"BRO BRO BRO GET YA DAMN FINGA AN' GEDOUTTA HERE, this ain't worth losin' bits over!" Yuki howled over at the pit fighter. She wasn't going anywhere, but it made more sense to call it off than keep fighting and risk being unable to get that finger reattached, right?!

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[IC COMBAT INFORMATION]

[Skills/Traits In-Usage]:
▣ | Passive | Relentless Resources (Enchanced Ch. Reserves)
▣ | Passive | Spider Monkey (Enchanced Speed)
[Items Worn[Passively]]: ▣ None
[Items used]: ▣ None
[Sennin Mōdō [Rotation]]:0 ▣ | [Deactive]
[Techniques Executed]:

Template "Borrowed" From Jian!

[Okada Sakuraba]

Daisuke wasn’t having any of it. Losing a finger, and forfeiting the match because of that? He’d be shamed for all eternity by his peers… but if he made a comeback, then he’d make a new name for himself. The man who didn’t even let dismemberment stop him from claiming his victory.

Shameless as he was, Daisuke simply flipped the bird at Yuki, then equipped his dagger once more with his fully functioning hand. But Yuki wanted to end things now, so Sakuraba had to knock the bastard out. But how… despite his dismembered finger, this Daisuke was a tough nut to cra-

"Woops!” Sakuraba exhaled, stepping back and bending away from a tackle from the unarmed Daichi, almost taken by surprise there, but saved by flexing his back muscles that he’d been training intensely for quite a while. He could still move smoothly, even when wielding a chain and a weapon… still, as he was yet wielding a chained scythe, Sakuraba attempted to pull the chain back to swing it up, but it was still attached to Daisuke’s leg and caused the latter to trip over. Oh well, it wasn’t a bad outcome.

Sakuraba realized how tight the chain was around his leg and… began swinging his entire form around, tightly holding onto the chain as he slowly began spinning Daisuke around a chunk of the arena. He began spinning faster and faster, until Daichi couldn’t get close to him, to which he quickly declared: "YUKI! DAICHI’S LEAKIN’!”

-Before slamming Daisuke into a wall, leaving him with a bloodied face and no will to fight any more.

[Nanashi Yuki]

[Word Count]: 288
OOC Note(s):

Okada Sakuraba

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"Izzy serious right now? I GOTTIM!" Yuki muttered to herself before yelling back at Sakuraba as she saw the dismembered pit fighter refuse to get his bits and get moving, shifting her grip on the kanabo as she did her best to think through what needed to happen here. Sakuraba was doing a bang-up job smashing the rest of the crew to bits, with Daisuke finally getting plowed into a wall and having nothing left to bring to the table. That left Daichi to deal with now, and he was blocked from his initial target due to Daisuke's previous swinging arcs, so Yuki did the reasonable thing and moved to oblige him meanwhile!

There were certainly some advantages to work with a weapon so much heavier than she usually used, and Yuki made sure to leverage the sheer stopping power of the weapon as Daichi turned on her and moved to close the distance, leading with an arcing upwards swing that looked like it had completely overbalanced her and invite Daichi in to try to take advantage, only to use her startling strength for such a small frame to bring it back the other way and somersalt midair, catching Daichi's shoulder and plowing him straight into the dirt of the pit beneath them, the fight leaving him the moment his head bounced off the packed earth, leaving just the jutsu-free shinobis standing!

"Someone call a medic!

Or at least a stinkin' seamstress!"

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[IC COMBAT INFORMATION]

[Skills/Traits In-Usage]:
▣ | Passive | Relentless Resources (Enchanced Ch. Reserves)
▣ | Passive | Spider Monkey (Enchanced Speed)
[Items Worn[Passively]]: ▣ None
[Items used]: ▣ None
[Sennin Mōdō [Rotation]]:0 ▣ | [Deactive]
[Techniques Executed]:

Template "Borrowed" From Jian!

[Okada Sakuraba]

Okay, so now that that prick was out of the fight, Yuki could wreak hell on the last guy – Daichi, the sole remnant of that wacky ass group, fought valiantly and still got absolutely destroyed by that somersaulting kanabo smash- it was still shocking to see a smaller figure command such strength, but… Sakuraba was the last person to underestimate a small fry. His life’s experience – not to mention the human stallion Goro – prevented him from such prejudice.

This made him glare at the sickle-and-chain he was wielding… he didn’t particularly see himself as a weaponist, but he could definitely dig this type of weaponry. A chain to suppress, and a sickle to cleave. Another gaze upon it revealed that the other end had, like, a heavy steel ball too – was that used for balancing? "Dang, not gonna lie… I’ma get maself one uh deez back home…” Sakuraba mumbled upon approaching Yuki again, watching a couple medics approach the fallen fighters before continuing, "Ayo, we gun take deez… fuh rewards. Pretteh sho das da rule – laik ah trophy!”

He'd raise a hand to offer Yuki a grand high-five, hearing the sudden applause rising in the circle of audiences around them – although, some boo’s were also mixed in there as well. Apparently, some people didn’t like shinobis stealing the spotlight like that, regardless of whether they used Jutsus or not. "Ow, ay, SHUT YO SHITHOLES AWP!!! WE WON DIS FAIR N’ SQUARE!”

[Nanashi Yuki]

[Word Count]: 225
OOC Note(s):

Okada Sakuraba

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Yuki, at least, understood their role here as the crowd responded, and she slammed the kanabo into the dirt, clambering up onto it and thrusting a hand at the booing crowds as they responded to the loss of the locals. "AND THE CROWD GOES WILD! What's wrong, chumps~? You got a problem with your favorite baby bonkers losing as soon as someone fights back~?

WELL TOO BAD!"

Yuki stuck her tongue out, dragging down one eyelid to emphasize her playful taunt.

As drink cups and balled up wrappers started to rain down towards them, Yuki cackled and swatted the first few away. "We GAVE'EM a chance to back down~! Now they'll just have to train up and get ready for the rematch! And in the meantime- Y'ALL BETTER GET SOME BETTER FAVORITES, I GUESS~!"

Cackling with laughter at her heel turn, Yuki scampered down and ran for cover, waving for Sakuraba to follow as she dashed out of sight to go collect their pay... and to snicker over their performance all the way home with the other two~

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[IC COMBAT INFORMATION]

[Skills/Traits In-Usage]:
▣ | Passive | Relentless Resources (Enchanced Ch. Reserves)
▣ | Passive | Spider Monkey (Enchanced Speed)
[Items Worn[Passively]]: ▣ None
[Items used]: ▣ None
[Sennin Mōdō [Rotation]]:0 ▣ | [Deactive]
[Techniques Executed]:

Template "Borrowed" From Jian!