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The kunai did not matter. Its speed, its trajectory, even the timing it was thrown on was irrelevant. Kazui had been wise to warn her team not to throw things at Ryoko, however their situation was far worse than just that. The arts the Aihara practice did not care who something was thrown at, or even if an item was thrown. It was around, it was hers. Spying the glint of steel in the distance, she’d note the kunai Kazui threw.
"I’ll take that too..” she thinks to herself, the real girl pushing the scroll outwards and up as she’s throwing it. In a blink a chakra thread attaches to the thrown kunai. It makes it about 3 meters from Kazui's hand before suddenly coming to a stop, and then floating motionless midair. She’d be thinking of where to send it when a great spout of quietly crackling flames suddenly shot out of Issei’s mouth. Sure, it was his forehead, but that made no sense, and from this range she was sure it had to be his mouth. Fire always comes from the mouth. Still, it was fire, and that’s what was important.
In fact there was a good deal of fire all the sudden. The gout of flame in her peripheral vision concerned her, but Suika was tasked with the clever genjutsu user. Ryoko was focused on Issei. Her and her clone both lean away from the incoming comet and begin sprinting away from it, not wishing to be caught in its explosion, even as she guides the massive scroll Suika had given her to a new destination. With a casual flick of her wrist she shoves the quick moving scroll in front of the slower moving jutsu, and lets fate take over from there. Fire would set off the explosive notes, letting her be done carrying the heavy scroll. It took a lot of her strength to heft the massive thing, but she made it look easy. Fully supported it moved rapidly, zipping through the air like a taijutsu user at full sprint.
She shoves the scroll unceremoniously into the oncoming stream of fire, figuring she could kill two birds with one stone, but even she was not quite prepared for what happened afterwards. She was expecting an explosion, sure, a cloud of fire, heck if the stream suddenly turned into a dragon and started chasing them around, even that was within the realm of possibility; but the resulting explosion was a far sight from what she thought a genin would be throwing at her.
A series of explosions would follow. The flames would detonate the explosive tags on the scroll, and then everything would be fire. The explosion from the tags, and mass of the scroll itself, set off the combustion stream, filling the sky with its radiance, and tearing the scroll caught within its blast asunder. From within pours, not the trees Ryoko was expecting, but a myriad of contents. Yards of rope and twine are burnt to ash in the fire, smoke bombs and flashbangs adding a dazzling display into the show. It was absolute carnage above them, and the 10 pots of kerosene and 10 pots of oil would soon combine with all of it. Explosions continued like some manner of chain reaction, destroying most of the objects that had been bound within the scroll.
Surviving, and suddenly of concern to some, was some 200 Makibishi now turned to little more than disfigured red-hot shrapnel bursting above them. Falling last, and slowest, would be the flaming remains of 20 bundles of firewood that she had expected. Still, the rest.. Holy crap.
"Holy crap..” Ryo mutters, the girl staggering to a momentary stop just at the sheer spectacle of it all. Her eyes go wide beneath her cowl, her jaw dropping slightly agape. Ooh, this was bad. This was way more than she was expecting, and she did not like being this close. She drops her strings, the kunai that was floating near Kazui dropping limp to the ground.
She weaves through hand seals rapidly, only a few needed before the Earth once more becomes her ally. It leaps up across her body, quickly fusing to her skin and forming a solid sheath of stone armor around her. Just in time, too. The blast brings with it not just force, but a rain of tiny, smoking hot, makibishi fragments. Her clone is downed easily from the onslaught, enough scratches causing it to lose cohesion and pop. In the aftermath even the crowd is stunned into a momentary silence.
Ryoko just stands there for the moment, a little stunned herself, but to busy to be distracted for more than a second. She reaches into her pouch with one hand, and seizes control of the now single doomstar with the other. She draws out a scroll and sets to pulling it open with her teeth. Oooh her mother would be so upset. If no one stopped her, and she hoped with the explosion being mostly over the other team they’d be a bit distracted, the scroll would unleash 10 windmill shuriken at her feet upon being opened. Regardless of that, the Doomstar is drawn quickly to her side. NAME: Doton: Han'nō-sei sōkō [Earth Style: Reactive Armour] RANK: B CHAKRA USAGE: Medium CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu ELEMENT: Doton DESCRIPTION:
After three Hand-seals, the user will create an light stone armour around themselves. The user can shape the armour to look like whatever they want, from simple stone to a unique stone armour than nobody else has. The Jutsu greatly increases their strength, without hindering the users speed. It is naturally weak against Raiton and as long as the user is in contact with the earth, is capable of reforming any damage taken.
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last edit by aihara ryoko on Sept 17, 2020 15:12:25 GMT -5
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