[nashida]

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Gladiator
MISSION RANK: C
NPC REQUIRED: Yes
RANDOM MISSION SCENARIO: Disabled
PARTICIPANTS: Repeatable
DESCRIPTION:

Yukigakure is a village known for not pampering their genins, and for having practices that are considered barbaric and cruel by the rest of the world. One of the attractions it has established is a gladiator arena, where criminals sentenced to death are getting their justice.

It is also used for training purposes, for younger shinobi to taste real combat. You, genin, will be entering as a combatant, and face one of the sentenced criminals. Although the opponent is not a shinobi, it is a criminal mercenary with experience, that has been given a weapon, and with nothing to lose. A dangerous and determined adversary.

But it should not stop a trained Yukigakure genin. Enter the fray, appease the crowd, and put the criminal to the sword.

Nashida is sitting with Yui in the preparing rooms for the Yukigakure arena, outfitting herself with some of that spare armor, but finding that most of it either doesn't fit or is made with subpar metal that she would never be caught dead wearing, much less working with. Then again, most of the armor wasn't good enough for normal war usage, since the owners of said armor were usually about to die, anyway. She sighs as she tosses away another vambrace of steel, both too small for her great forearms and too pitted, having become rusted after years of improper care. It was probably the best of the armor she'd been able to find so far, and it was worthless. She scoffs at the rest and ignores all of the weapons and armor remaining in the bunch. She's not sure even Yui would want to use any of it, and Yui isn't even a blacksmith with an eye for quality in metals.

"Hmph. Listen to that crowd. They sound like they're kept warm by bloodlust."

Indeed, the cheering was raucous, even in the preparation room they were in; the sounds of feet stamping, of joyous cries as another failed combatant is carried from the arena, though he needs two stretchers. Whoever the prisoner had been facing was clearly far better in combat. Thankfully, it doesn't sound like it's their combatant that's done it, as the cheering dies down. If the powerhouse was still on the arena floor, their cheers would have probably continued. As it is, they become muted as the blonde-haired duo are introduced, and the taller Tantetsu shinobi turns towards the entrance doors for the arena, her black bear-fur cloak pulled tight around her body. She had actually picked the vambrace back up again, though she still kept it hidden under her cloak, which also kept much of her blue militaristic clothing hidden from view. Her steel-blue eyes are staring firmly at the door, her facial expression set in a scowl as she prepares herself for the coming fight. Her black leather boots were shined, but had become somewhat dusty from the rarely-swept arena floor. Nashida's blonde hair hung over the back and sides of her face, with her right eye hidden by her bangs. At 7'1", she was imposing for everyone there, with a stocky, powerful-looking body even under all her clothes.

Their introductions complete, Nashida steps forwards through the doors to be let into the arena itself, ignoring the crowd around them as she focuses on their opponent for this match.

[Nakajima Yui]

The Raging Fire

Yui sat there silently, the roar of the crowd was audible even through her focused meditation. Her features were cold and hardened, no smile or frown, no shaking legs or swaying back and forth. She just sat there cleaning her blade each motion of her hand moving along with the breaths she takes. This was the warrior that she had trained years to be. Her anger which was the emotion she normally held onto replaced with a calm like an eye of a storm. Nashida spoke mentioning the crowd and how rowdy they sounded. "The games are a place where all walks of Yuki come and are equal. The villager sitting next to you in the stands could be your boss or a street rat." As she spoke Yui never took her eyes off her blade. The time was nearing for the two to enter the arena. Yui stood approaching the larger blonde stepping beside her. She looked up eyeing Nashida up and down knowing the woman could hold her own. She had no worries about if she could trust tall blonde in combat. Just a short time ago Yui had been in a dark place, only Nashida had been there to help her climb out of the hole she had dug in her mind. Neither of the two women had brought up that day since, to Yui that was a sign of trust. That even when she was most vulnerable she was not alone. It was a feeling Yui was not used to, with a deep exhale Yui placed her sword across her back following Nashida into the arena.

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LAIKA OF THQ

[marz]

The arena is booming with cheers, jeers, and anything in between. The massive stadium circles the arena, no place left invisible to the viewers. The ground is flat, with no obstacles in the way save for the blood staining the earth from previous battles.

As the two blondes are introduced, a wave of excitement courses through the impressive crowd. Watching genin either beat down a criminal, or a criminal beat down a genin, was not new. Yet the patrons are as excited as though it's their first time seeing two ninja enter the ring - but whether they are rooting for or against is entirely unheard.

On the opposite side of the arena, a parallel gate lowers in tandem with the genin's. As they would enter the red-sodden clearing, so too would their single opponent.

A man rivaling Nashida's own frightening size steps out into the light. An announcer's voice booms over the colosseum. "The destroyer! Our towering beast! Here's your Bukata the Ruthless!" His double-wide gait is lumbering, and he's blinking into the sunlight and looking around like he's confused, but a scimitar weighs in his right hand and armor clings to his forearms and legs. His chest is bare, and he beats it suddenly, throwing his head back to let out a roar for the masses - they scream in unison, the stadium a cauldron bubbling over anticipation. The screams and cheers only seem to grow louder as the criminal bolts forward, straight for the pair of genin. He's quick, but there's plenty of space - and time - between him and the genin before he would meet them with a raised blade and another guttural holler. No more than a few inches taller than Nashida, but much wider, he swings his blade in a crescent sweep as soon as the distance is closed.

[nashida]

Nashida stares straight ahead as she comes into the waiting arena, seeing the giant brute of a man that comes through the opposite gate. She doesn't really have a meaningful response to Yui's statement that all the people of Yuki can come to watch the show and become friendly with one another, regardless of their status outside of the arena compared to one another. As always, when she doesn't have a good response, she lets out merely a noncommittal grunt, though she's aware that Yui knows of her care for the shorter blonde. Bukata the Ruthless was apparently the name of their foe, and Nashida doesn't much like the sound of that. She considers simply throwing the steel vambrace in her hand straight at this Bukata's face as he begins his approach towards them with his scimitar raised, but decides to wait until the last moment instead.

As he swings the fat, curved blade towards the duo in a sweep, Nashida actually decreases her distance from this Bukata, stepping firmly into his body and directly pressing against him with her face a harsh scowl, the kind of angry expression that often fills other people shorter than her with fear. Of course, in this case, Bukata was unlikely to be cowed; he was actually a few inches taller than she was. Her white-gloved hand suddenly springs out from between the folds of her bear-skin black cloak, her fingers gripping the vambrace as she aims to smash the normally protective piece of low-quality steel directly into the nose of the tower man before the duo. With Nashida stepping into him instead of pulling away, it would be quite difficult to actually hit the taller Genin with the blade without pulling away significantly, and thus ruining his forward momentum for the swing, possibly even stopping the attack cold before it reaches Yui in order to return to a more ready stance.

With the announcer claiming he's a towering beast and ruthless being his stage name, Nashida is hoping that he's far too used to intimidating his foes to expect that one of them would step into him rather than away. She lets go of the vambrace after the attack, her gloved hand retreating back into her black cloak as she begins performing handseals under the cover of her clothing. Even if he could see the movements of her hands, he likely would have a hard time keeping track of such quick movements.

[Nakajima Yui]

The Raging Fire

Yui smiled as she stepped into the arena, she had always wanted to fight here and have the crowd chanting her name. She felt a chill of excitement run down her spin as she watched the large man step forward as well. Bukata the Ruthless had been her favorite gladiator when she was younger. His size and the speed that he should not have made him a favorite for many. Today would not be a good day for the large man, he had come up against a duo who would not fold lightly. Bukata rushed forward, it was like she was a kid again, his large arm raising his weapon. She was ready her focus honed on the man waiting for his weapon to swing down. She planned to let the blade pass through her turning that area to flame as she brought her own blade toward her opponent. She had planned that at least until Nashida stepped forward into the face of the slightly larger man. Yui was surprised at the move remembering the tall woman had said she liked to be mid to long range. Or maybe she had said since Yui had preferred close combat that she would take that role. In all honesty the tactics did not matter until their foe started to get the upper hand. She did not want to risk causing harm to Nashida so Yui jumped back running to her left around the larger man at a distance of five meters. As she ran Yui did the next best thing she could, what she was known for. "Bukata the Ruthless, pitted against two women. How the mighty have fallen to such lows." Her eyes worked their gaze around the empty arena. Seeing no obstacles in her path she sent another verbal jab looking to flank the large man. "I bet my partner here could beat you in her sleep!"

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LAIKA OF THQ

[marz]

Neither of the snow women show cowardice or fear in the face of the Ruthless, but this does not seem to calculate in the lug's head. In fact, it doesn't seem like anything is really going through the fighter's skull - only the gears of war are turning, his body seemingly moving on reflex. His eyes are dark, glazed, far-away; is he truly here?

Nashida steps into the run, and Bukata stumbles back just a step, his raised scimitar wanting desperately to come down on her but finding that only his forearm meets her shoulder. In the same instant, Nashida brings up the piece of armor hidden under her cloak, slamming it hard into the brute's nose. The vambrace splinters, shatters into pieces, sending Bukata's head back. Only his head. His entire, giant mountain of a body does not budge aside from the flailing of his blade and his free hand coming up to grab at his bleeding nose.

Something flickers in his eyes - a bit of life returning to that doe stare.

Still grabbing at his face, sanguine funneling through his fingers, those blazing eyes are wide and wild as he hollers again and swings his scimitar overhead - only to be goaded by Yui. He drags that crazy stare toward the girl, body turning in her direction as she runs his flank. Angrily, he makes some more noises, gruff and huffing like a caveman as he turns his attention to her. Apparently, he had the attention span of a rowdy child - if Yui knew him when she was young, she might notice something different about him now.

Bukata's massive feet are quick; he launches off his feet and hacks at the air, closing the few meters in only seconds. His blade is a blur, striking from every angle; his muscles ripple with the movement, with the deep singing of his voice. Some words finally dribble out, but they are maimed. "DIE! WHORE!! DIE!" He would attempt to suffocate her, using his massive height to push her toward the earth as he swings the scimitar recklessly upon her.

[nashida]

Nashida seems quite proud of herself for having interrupted his initial attack aimed at both women, and she's somewhat aware of Yui moving aside instead of attacking directly at their opponent. The shorter blonde seems more prepared for distracting the brute to her instead, and that apparently takes his attention right off Nashida. It really was better that the vambrace had broken apart; it would expose the much less rusted inner portion of steel for her to make use of. While it still wasn't particularly great quality, the fact that it was made of steel was far more important for her than the use of the vambrace for any kind of defensive armor. Her Koton chakra had been infused into the steel in the short time she'd been holding it, and now it was useful for her when Bukata has his attention diverted to the shorter ninja that was now calling out to him.

She simply couldn't allow him to keep his attention on Yui for too long, but she also is aware that she can't just kill him immediately with her strongest jutsu, or the crowd won't get their fill for this fight, which they seem quite excited about. Perhaps this Bukata was famous in some way... It doesn't matter to Nashida personally, she'd never heard of him, and was unaware of his importance for Yui. She forms the final handseal and then brings both hands out from inside her bear-skin cloak to aim the pointer finger of each hand at Bukata's limbs, her hands in the shapes of finger-guns as the steel from the vambraces cover the tips of each index finger, giving her enough for three shots from each hand.

"BANG!"

She cries out loud enough for the crowd to hear, but they'll hear the attack anyway; each shot of steel from her index finger is launched at a speed that breaks the sound barrier, and she carefully aims each shot at Bukata's limbs, particularly his fat legs and his large, powerful arms. The steel would at least cause quite a lot of pain and likely lodge into each limb as the steel pierces into his skin and flesh, but she's not sure if all six shots would even cause him to become distracted from the other shinobi that he tries to grab hold of and suffocate. She sighs theatrically, putting one white-gloved hand over her face in a show of disappointment.

"Bukata... what a blunder!"

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NAME: Kōtetsu no dangan [Steel bullets]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Kōton
HANDSEALS: 5 ending in finger pistols
DESCRIPTION:

Fire bullets from his finger tips with great speed faster than an actual bullet. Can fire 3 shots per hand. But an adept shinobi can see and predict and is not that hard to dodge as long as the fingers are visible.

[Nakajima Yui]

The Raging Fire

Yui's brash taunting seemed to work at the large man turned his attention towards her. When the fight had started she was excited to fight against the man she had idolized. All that stood before the two women now was a beast who had lost any sense of humanity. He turned toward her his face bloody letting out more primal noses than human. He was still quicker than his size implied as he closed the short distance between them. He brought his weapon down swinging it wildly looking to turn the young woman to ribbons. Yui liked to think she was not like most girls. The blade fell connecting with her shoulder, passing right through the woman. Again the curved sword swung connecting with her arm cutting through her body. Over and over the blade found its mark or rather seemed to. Each time the blade hit Yui it passed through her, her sapphire flames coating the blade. It was standard for any Nakajima to understand and utilize the cremation technique. Her battle focus on full effect the small blonde scowled at the brutish tactics. "BAKA!" She was angry her body turning from flesh and blood to pure flame. Her scream sounded like a gunshot, no that was Nashida she realized, who was firing a jutsu of her own. In moments as the blade attempted to cut her to pieces she had become a walking blue inferno. Where her hands were wove a single seal before spitting a mouthful of small flames at the larger man. SPOILER: Click to show NAME: Haini no Jutsu [Cremation Technique] RANK: D CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General] ELEMENT: Katon HANDSEALS: 0 DESCRIPTION: The hijutsu of the Nakajima clan. This technique allows the user to turn their body into living fire, making them immune to physical attacks. Every inch of the users body becomes fire, or if they prefer just one part. The user is able to absorb natural fire, not created with chakra, to heal themselves and restore chakra. The drawbacks to this technique being that it limits the user to using only Katon or non-elemental jutsus. It also makes the user more susceptible to Fuuton jutsu, which feeds the fire and forces the user to burn through their chakra, with powerful Fuuton attacks causing the body to detonate and expel a massive amount of chakra. NAME: Haini: Hi o Haku [Haini: Hi o haku [Cremation: Spitfire]] RANK: D CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low [Very Low to maintain] CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General] ELEMENT: Katon HANDSEALS: 1 REQUIREMENTS: Haini no Jutsu [Cremation Technique] DESCRIPTION: Closing ones mouth and puckering their lips, the user will perform one hand seal. Upon creating the handseal the user will use partial cremation to turn their teeth into fire. Expelling air with chakra infused fire, the user will fire out small tooth sized pellets of fire. This fire hits at high speeds, but with little force. Rapidly fired though the strength of this jutsu comes from it's distracting nature and ability to ignite highly flammable objects quickly. The range of this technique is only twenty meters and the technique requires the user maintain the hand seal.

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LAIKA OF THQ

[marz]

Bukata's blade comes down harsh, slicing through the girl - his eyes light up, only for his face to fall again. And again, and again - each time the blade meets flesh, there is no resistance. Blue flames cut through the wake of the scimitar, and Bukata's frustration oozes out in more primal screaming.

BANG

The first bullet embeds itself into Bukata's raised right arm, finding resistance in the wrist. Bukata screams again, and swings around with that hand still raised over his head. The second shot rings out, and as he was turning, it grazes his shoulder and leaves a nasty, red scar in its wake. More screaming - not of pain, but of pure, unbridled rage. Caught between the two girls, he feels like a ball being thrown back and forth between schoolkids. Another shot finds his right thigh, tucking itself against the bone there. Sanguine leaks. He stumbles, but begins running toward Nashida.

Another shot misses, but a fifth finds his remaining leg, leaving a nasty hole there near his delicates. He does not falter, though his leg bows when he steps upon it. Closing the few meters again in a blur of motion, he's coming down on Nashida just as she fires the sixth and final shot. This one blows through his collarbone, marking a gash from collarbone to left ear. Blood weeps from each of these new blemishes, but it doesn't seem to slow him down. It only serves to piss him off.

More slurs come out with the guttural, animalistic screaming. His scimitar clatters against the ground, and he's bringing both of his burly arms down in an attempt to grab Nashida and tackle her to the earth. His heavy fists come down in quick succession, aimed for her head, all while he sings his jarring song of war.

[nashida]

Nashida frowns when it seems like their enemy is having his mind changed on who he wants to focus on, thanks to the damage done by her steel bullets. She's starting to think that maybe she should have aimed center mass instead of on his limbs, but she'd expected that the crowd would want a good show from their fight. So much for that; from now on, she'd just go for the killshot, regardless of the situation. The blonde kunoichi tries to back away as she fires, but Bukata seems to have other plans, closing the distance quickly despite how the Tantetsu manages to shoot out his legs and arms.

The Genin grunts as he manages to tackle her to the earth, but she's not about to let him claim a victory so easily. Gathering chakra in her finger she raises her hand and tries to slam her finger directly into his chest as he brings his arms up for a downward strike aimed at her, unleashing a coordinated burst directly to his body should the attack land, in order to temporarily stun him into complete stillness. Such an attack should give the Tantetsu enough time to grab hold of his scimitar, using its steel for her own purposes now as she quickly forms it into three circular sawblades with her Koton chakra. With her arms held wide now, she brings her arms together to focus on pulling the three rotating blades inwards, aiming to slice into the target of one Bukata the Ruthless, with one rotating blade on his left and two on his right. It takes a bit of effort to pull in so much chakra in a single moment, but she'd been training to use a lot of chakra in a short amount of time; while the jutsu might have been hasty and a bit rough-shod, she had put a lot of chakra into it, somewhat brute-forcing the technique for her ends.

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NAME: Kanashibari no Jutsu [Body Paralysis Technique]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General]
ELEMENT: None
DESCRIPTION:
Kanashibari no Jutsu is an advanced Ninjutsu technique used to temporarily bind an individual or animal by stunning them with one's own chakra after making physical contact. This technique is a single and time coordinated burst that must result in the user striking out and making contact with the target. A success will result in the target person frozen in place for no longer than a moment, the user can either take the opportunity to attack or to retreat. Someone with superior strength can overcome the bind of the jutsu, and so does pain.

NAME: Kōton: Seizaisho [Steel Release: Sawmill]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu, Kekkei Tōta
ELEMENT: Kōton
HANDSEALS: 0
DESCRIPTION:

The user creates three rapidly spinning saw blades the size of an average human male from steel in the earth, sending them in a straight line towards a target. Each sawblade has the cutting capacity to sheer straight through solid stone.

[Nakajima Yui]

The Raging Fire

Yui was disappointed in the beast that stood before her swinging wildly. Years ago he would have been smarter, would have seen his attacks failing swing after swing. Something was off but Yui did not have the time to figure it out. The man jolted as he was hit by the steel "bullets" turning his attention away from the Nakajima. She watched him charge towards Nashida tackling her to the ground. As he departed the flames that had become of her body began to reform to flash and blood. Watching him tackle her partner to the ground made her anger rise again. Withdrawing her sword from the sheath on her back before charging Yui stopped pulling her sword in close. The blade tucked in as she turned her body offering more power for the forth coming thrust. With a deep breath Yui's blade became coated in flames "Taiyō-ken: Yōkatotsu!" With a single motion Yui thrust her sword flames blazing at the back of the man toppled on top of her friend. She did not worry about Nashida knowing she could defend herself from the sword and heat if it came to that. SPOILER: Click to show NAME: Taiyō-ken: Yōkatotsu [Sun Sword: Sunflower Lance] RANK: C CHAKRA USAGE: Low CLASSIFICATION: Bukijutsu ELEMENT: Katon REQUIREMENT: Concentration SA, Chakra Conductive or Reactive Weapon DESCRIPTION: A simple but effective strike, all done in two simple motions. The user will pull their blade inward, twisting their body as they do so. Quickly after, they will coat their blade in chakra turning to flame. Once the blade is fully encased in fire, the user will thrust forward at blinding speeds, using enough force to pierce through stone, or chakra barriers that have a similar strength, in addition to burning their target.

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[marz]

The tall one goes down easy under the Ruthless' massive weight, but she avoids getting beaten into the earth by utilizing Kanashibari. Bukata goes slack, eyes wide and jaw hanging unhinged so that his mouth is pulled into a silent scream. He still straddles Nashida, and his mountainous body would be hard to wiggle out from beneath.

Unfortunately, Bukata is strong, and it is through superior strength that he breaks back into movement. As if he had not interpreted handseals at all, he goes right back into bringing his fists down and down and down on his opponent, completely unaware of what is coming for him.

A few things happen in quick succession-

Nashida's Seizaisho saws off his right arm at the shoulder, severing it with a wet squelch. The beast yells, throaty and desperate, as he falls forward, grabbing at his phantom arm, smothering the taller blonde. Because he's hunched over, the second sails overhead. The third does as well, but traces a canal through his right shoulder, from beneath the shoulder blade to right nipple. His screams are guttural, like that of a wounded animal, harsh and screeching as his right shoulder falls away from his throat. Gore and sinew stretch apart, revealing his flayed meat. A torrent of crimson bathes both Bukata and Nashida.

Then, before he has any time to collect himself, a sword of flames pierces his back. The wound is cauterized on impact, so when he screams and rips his body up, forward, stumbling over Nashida to stand only a few feet away, no blood spills from his back. It's no matter; he's doused in red anyways.

Instead of falling forward and dying, he turns around, still screaming, still in agony. He is without his right arm entirely, and his left is hanging by a thread, swinging wildly - somehow, he still raises it, and his bones scrape together as the quick motion sends his two halves teetering.

There are no words. Only animalistic, primal noises and woes of misery as he charges back at the two women. His eyes are glazed over, but wide, unrelenting. Is he already dead? What motors his body still?

This time, he throws his entire, gargantuan mass into Yui, using his remaining, nearly severed arm in another attempt to beat her down and down and down.

[nashida]

Nashida is none too pleased with the grisly nature of the fight so far, especially as it seems that this Bukata is unwilling to give up the fight while he's clearly already beaten. She's already used enough chakra that she's starting to pant from the exertion more than from the physical demands of the fight. She spits out some of the blood that had managed to land in her mouth when the Ruthless had towered over her with the intent to bury her under the arena with the force of his blows. Now he was acting like he was no more than a wild beast, and she decides it's better to put an animal out of its misery than to allow it to engage in its death throes.

She pulls the shuriken from her own weapon pouch, though she almost never used them as actual throwing weapons, and she in fact throws them to the ground on either side of her, sticking upwards so as to stand straight up, three on her right and two on her left before she rapidly forms the five necessary handseals, gathering the shuriken as steel for her next technique to coat her fingertips as she points both finger guns at the brute. He's already barreling towards Yui at this point, and she's not willing to let him just charge her down, even if a physical attack on a Nakajima was practically pointless. She fires the first five missiles of pure steel to the beastly man's knees, aiming to take out his only remaining method of movement before he can reach her teammate, though she saves the final hard metal projectile for the back of his head, aiming to finally put an end to this gruesome display of savagery once and for all.

Perhaps the crowd would even like the brutality of it, but whether or not they actually enjoyed the show was not Nashida's real concern. The mission was about killing a wanted criminal, and if Yui didn't finish him off as well, she'd make sure to see to that. Still, she brushes as much blood off of her military uniform as she can, wincing at the fact that she'll need to figure out some way to clean out the blood from her clothing before it ends up stained with the dark scarlet lifewater. She was certain that if it did manage to dry out, the blood would somehow stink almost as bad as the man himself had.

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NAME: Kōtetsu no dangan [Steel bullets]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Kōton
HANDSEALS: 5 ending in finger pistols
DESCRIPTION:

Fire bullets from his finger tips with great speed faster than an actual bullet. Can fire 3 shots per hand. But an adept shinobi can see and predict and is not that hard to dodge as long as the fingers are visible.

[Nakajima Yui]

The Raging Fire

Yui's battle lust was at it's peak seeing the man stand there arm dangling by a thread. Something had indeed happened to the man since the last time she had seen him do battle. A smile crossed her face knowing the battle would be other soon as her blade ignited in flames again. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" She screams to match his fury, the sound more of excitement than rage or fear. She watched him rush towards them holding her blade at her side before swinging out trying to catch his arm to tear it the rest of the way from his body. As her sword swung she could hear the sound of Nashida's jutsu again. They made a good team she had to admit, this was the first time their combat had been practiced against more than just straw dummies. Yui after her swing made sure to turn her body into a bright blue flame. If her counter attack did not work she did not wish to be smothered by the behemoth. The crowd was going insane at the carnage before them, she wanted to pose and show the superiority of the Nakajima. She knew however until the man fell the battle was not over.

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LAIKA OF THQ

[marz]

Two shots. One bullet to each knee.

Bukata falls running, the inertia pushing him into Yui, who dances around his mass with a slice of her blade to totally sever that hanging arm.

The screams do not stop flowing. Bukata, on his knees, keels over, head against the earth. Rage puppets his body as he thrashes, bangs his forehead against the hard-packed dirt. Swears are mixed in with his guttural shouting, birdlike or predatory or carnivorous, the screech of banging metal and dying prey.

One shot. A bullet to the back of his head. Blood and brain batter explode from the exit wound, marking the earth with gore. Bukata slumps. A deafening silence replaces his screams, and not even the crowd makes a noise as the reality of what just happened sets in.

"Well that was..." The announcer's voice booms over the stadium. "...fucking disgusting!! The Snow shinobi win!!"

The crowd bursts into cheers for the pair of women. Not only had they appeased the crowd, but they'd definitely put the criminal to the sword - or the grave, rather. Despite the something strange that had possessed Bukata the Ruthless, they would learn nothing else about the innerworkings of the event. Bukata's body is hauled off by three medical personnel before Nashida and Yui are examined, compensated, and sent off.

[ MISSION CLEARED! ]