yamaguchi daichi
however long it takes.
groupMist Shinobi
age 18 years old
birthday september 23
rank chuunin
occupation mizukage bodyguard
I COULD EAT THE WORLD RAW Toru's hand curled into a fist. It was brief, just a for a moment, but Daichi saw it.
Toru’s fingernails grew long and sharp, his eyes crimson red and mesmerizing. A second tail sprouted from the shroud, burning redhot. It was intense, the immensity of the chakra nearly blinding to Daichi’s sensory perception, like a neon sign glaring out from the midst of pitch darkness. The tower, Kagamino no Shi, the exams—all were gone. The world was here, in this room.
Daichi’s head was starting to pound, but he was laser-focused.
The coral senbon were so small that he might have missed the sight of them with his naked eye, but his awareness of their latent chakra at least helped him be aware of their placement. He began weaving handseals, the same three as before, and jerked out of the way as a sweep of Toru’s hand sent the senbon flying towards him—but there were so many of them, and Daichi wasn’t fast enough. Three embedded themselves in his right bicep, exposed by his sleeveless tunic. Daichi resolutely refused to make a sound; he only gritted his teeth, and finished the last handseal.
Once more, a translucent cube of a barrier went up around him, and he carefully held it in place. He was dripping with sweat, his vision blurring, the dull pounding in his head growing heavier, a slow metronome that kept the time of his racing heart.
He kept his eyes locked on Toru. He could shatter the barrier effortlessly, yeah, but if Daichi could keep it intact even with his doujutsu slowly but steadily draining at his chakra deserves, and poison steadily working its way through his system, then it was a worthwhile effort. And if Toru kept coming at him, could shatter the barrier while still keeping the toxic polyps intact, then that was even better.
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last edit by yamaguchi daichi on May 3, 2022 5:44:51 GMT -5
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