[Oborozuki Zura]

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Netsu Midori

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Post-mission, Zura was buzzing with anticipation at the thought of squaring off against Midori. Witnessing her skills firsthand had sparked some competitive drive in him. He had cooked up a strategy as simple as it was clever: don’t let Midori touch him. It was foolproof—unless she managed to close in on him. Then he’d have to reassess. [break][break]

Zura floated the idea of some training between the two. A good old-fashioned all-out brawl until they were both running on fumes. According to some whispered shinobi lore, pushing your limits over and over again could expand your chakra reserves. Despite the prospect sounding more gruelling than thrilling, Zura figured the payoff was worth the pain. [break][break]

Geared up for the brawl, Zura was itching to flex his own skills. It had been too long since he'd had the stage to showcase his talents, and he was keen to remind Midori that she wasn’t Takigakure’s only badass.[break][break]

The chosen training ground was a slice of wilderness, a jungle-like forest with clearings carved out for precisely this kind of training. Dominated by a roaring waterfall at one edge, the area was crisscrossed with streams, ensuring water was never far from reach. Beyond that, the arenas were simple—just packed dirt.

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[Netsu Midori]

Midori arrives somewhat later than Zura had called for them to begin their training, more to annoy him than because of anything in particular that she needed to do beforehand. When she arrives at the honestly rather picturesque training field, she's got one glove off, filing her nails as she walks. Of course, her fingernails are actually filed to be razor sharp, rather than filed down to flatness like most women did. Her long black hair flows over her back, her neon green eyes focused on the fingernail grooming task in front of her, and the theme of black and neon green is mirrored in her outfit, an asymmetric harlequin pattern of black and green tilted to one side. She had her weapon pouch at her waist, the Takigakure headband loosely worn around her neck to show her loyalty to the village.

Finally, she seems to notice Zura himself, and puts away the nail file while she replaces her glove as though he's rudely interrupted something she'd been doing that was more important, although she truly was interested in the training. She herself wanted to train in her ability to perform hand seals, and she'd shown Zura some of what she could do already during the previous mission. He likely didn't realize that she was already very aware of what the Oborozuki clan was capable of; she had a teammate from that very clan, after all, and had even cheered her on during the Chuunin Exams. It was somewhat odd now, training with a completely different Oborozuki now, but she still wanted to improve the speed of her hands eals, to be able to perform the techniques as quickly as possible so she can either pressure someone into coming closer in order to avoid the long or medium range techniques of the Netsu clan, or use the hand seals quickly enough at close range that she can use her favorite Atsuki Ken technique without being interrupted by another close-range fighter.

"Hm. Didn't figure you for the kind of guy that's a glutton for punishment."

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Netsu Midori sauntered into the clearing with a casual flair, her attention half on the sharp edges of her nails, filing them with an air of indifference. Zura couldn't help but smile at the sight; their fondness for theatrics wasn't so different, after all. She wore her signature green and black attire, as if it was her second skin, while Zura's choice was simpler—a set of light blue military pants adorned with pouches for utility. [break][break]



Acknowledging Midori's presence, Zura shed his vest, choosing to face this challenge with his torso bare. Experience had taught him that his Boil release techniques didn't play well with fabric, and he was not in the mood to shop for new clothes after this. His pants, at least, were made of sturdier stuff and could handle a bit of elemental roughhousing. How he wished his gear could shrug off fuuton the way his skin could.[break][break]



"I was hoping for a good spanking," Zura quipped with a mischievous wink. Oki Ini, his distinctive cream-coloured gas mask, rested around his neck. With a fluid motion, he lifted the mask and secured it over his face, transforming his appearance with its grim, skull-like visage complete with two large black filters.[break][break]





There was no use in dragging things out. Zura could sense Midori's eagerness mirrored his own. He began to channel chakra into Oki Ini, activating it. A fuuton mist, coloured in cotton candy pink and bright, toxic turquoise, started to pour forth from the filters, transforming the training grounds.
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With a couple of precise hand seals, Zura continued. Large, vibrant bubbles began to populate the area, transforming the battlefield into a surreal and dangerous playground.

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OWNER: Oboerozuki Zura [break]

RANK: B[break]

CLASSIFICATION: Supplementary | Offensive[break]

ELEMENT: Futton | Boil Release[break]

RESTRICTIONS: Oborozuki Zura[break]

DESCRIPTION:[break]
Oni Iki is a full-face gas mask. The mask is shaped like a human skull with its jaw open, it is a brown-ish cream colour. Two large black filters jut out of the jaws of the mask, and the breathing valve is placed in the mouth of the skull and coloured to blend in. The mask's filters are weak and can only filter out smoke at best.[break][break]
ABILITIES:[break][break]
Shi Onsen | Reactive [break][break]

Oni Iki channels futton chakra through its filters, causing it to bellow acid mist. The mist which is expelled from the right filter is cotton candy pink while the left side is a sickly turqoise. If kept active, Oni Iki will create a dense mist which veils Zura (10m radius). The acidity of the mist is potent enough to cause 2nd degree burns with brief exposure. If one stays within in the mist for longer than 1 post their burns will begin to eat away at their flesh. This will also degrade any organic materials, and after 2 - 3 rotations, the acid will begin to rust and destroy metallic items.[break][break]

Density Amplification[break][break]

When preforming any technique which creates acid mist, it can be channelled through the mask. Oni Kiri will supplement the acid which is released. This does not effect the acidity, but instead will allow the mist to linger longer. It adds 2 posts to a technique. [break][break]

NAME: Futton: Hiretsuna Tendo [Boil Release: Vile Cherubim][break]

RANK: C[break]

CHAKRA USAGE: Low[break]

CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu[break]

ELEMENT: Futton | Boil[break]
HANDSEALS: Monkey - Ram [2][break]
REQUIREMENT: Oborozuki[break]

DESCRIPTION:[break]
This technique causes acid-filled bubbles to form within a 10-metre area. Each bubble is the size of a soccer ball. These bubbles will float about and pop if touched by anything, splashing acid around them. With an additional seal, the Oborozuki can cause all these bubbles to pop. The acid will cause blistering and irritation where it touches skin.

[Netsu Midori]

Midori gives Zura a theatrical scowl, making a face of disgust when he suggests he himself might be in for a spanking, but she also watches the man pull on his gas mask and breathe out that odd pink mist that suggested he was using his clan's Boil Release. She scoffs a little, moving back to avoid getting into the mist he's making, though thankfully the stuff isn't too quick that she'd end up caught in the nasty acidic fluid. There's also a turquoise color to some of it, but the Netsu clan member simply assumes that the mist is at least similar in effect. She performs a few hand seals of her own, having trained to perform the three necessary for this particular technique quite rapidly with her jinchuuriki sensei.

The bright neon green glow of her Kesshoton technique would likely pierce through the mist somewhat before she throws both her hands forwards in order to shove the ball of energy into the center of that corrosive cloud, then detonating the ball after it travels around three meters, having assumed that Zura would have moved closer to her in order to engage in combat and perhaps move the mist closer to her. She smirks as she does her best to perform another three hand seals to help mold her chakra for a completely different technique, this time making two five foot high walls of chakra rise up in front of her, forming a right angle with herself inside the corner in order to deflect some of that mist from hitting her directly. She hopes it buys her enough time to be able to perform more techniques, although it somewhat annoys her to have to resort to long range or mid range combat and relying on a hand seal speed she'd only been practicing for a short while now.

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NAME: Shakunetsu-Hadouken [Scorching Hot Wave Motion Fist]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Kesshoton
HANDSEALS: 3
REQUIREMENT:
DESCRIPTION:

After crafting a large bundle of Kesshoton chakra into a ball that the user will throw their hands forwards and launch it like a projectile towards the opponent. It moves incredibly quickly and last for 3 posts before bursting unless otherwise detonated by the user prematurely. The technique has the ability to increase its concussive force as it gathers raiton chakra and has a high absorption cap before detonating.

NAME: Kekkai: Kabe (Barrier: Wall)
RANK: D
TECH TYPE: universal | Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: None
CHAKRA USAGE:Very low - Very High depending on size of wall/ Very Low to maintain
DESCRIPTION:
The user creates a solid wall like barrier that appears almost instantly anywhere within a 15ft radius. The wall itself is highly durable and requires D ranked jutsu power to shatter anything lower would simply be ineffective against the wall if not outright break after coming in contact with it, with weapons would need to be empowered with chakra to do any damage though that are not are ineffective with projectiles harmless clattering down to the ground. The wall can be sprung up in a moments notice and the shape and size of it varies depending on the users preference and chakra use (anywhere between 5ft and 15ft tall). As many walls can be made as the user wishes to make (or have the chakra to make) however the plus side is that once the walls are created they take no chakra to maintain. Requires three hand seals.

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Zura's eyes narrowed as Midori started weaving her hand seals, a clear signal that trouble was brewing from those lethal fingertips. Whatever was about to be unleashed was bad news, and Zura was determined to keep it at arm's length. When a glowing sphere of neon green hurtled his way he didn’t need a second invitation to bolt. That thing was a plasma-packed bomb if he had ever seen one. [break][break]

Without a second thought, Zura fled, leaping back to put as much distance between himself and the soon-to-explode sphere. His hunch was spot on; the sphere burst, scattering green plasma in all directions. The explosion triggered his acidic bubbles, setting off a chain reaction that temporarily turned the arena into a chaotic dance of plasma and acid.[break][break]



As Midori shifted her tactics, conjuring two walls of plasma for defence, Zura found himself at a crossroads. While part of him itched to dive into his arsenal of toys, he had a specific technique in mind he wanted to hone. Opting to stay the course, he focused on unleashing one jutsu after another, keeping the pressure up.[break][break]



After a brief combination of hand seals, Zura summoned a familiar trick from the acidic mist—a Boil Clone, an exact copy of himself, born from the vapours. The clone sprinted, took a leap of faith over Midori's walls, and came down fist-first. If Midori thought she could take it head-on, she was in for a surprise—that clone you didn’t want to touch.

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NAME: Futton: Suchīmukurōn [Boil Release: Steam Clone][break]
RANK: C[break]
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium[break]
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu, Kekkei Genkai[break]
ELEMENT: Futton (Boil Release)[break]
HANDSEALS: 3[break]
DESCRIPTION:[break]
Using Boil Release, the caster creates a clone of themselves made entirely of acidic vapor. The clone acts independently of the caster, but is not able to utilize its own jutsu. They are made entirely of the acidic vapor, but appear just like any regular, physical clone. However, because it is made of acidic vapor, if the opponent does make contact it can cause severe pain and burns or blisters. Because they are essentially just gas, they can only be hit with elemental or chakra-enhanced attacks like ninjutsu or enhanced ninja tools, but cannot physically hit their target either. Upon the caster releasing the jutsu or upon death of the clone, it will disperse into a cloud of boiling acidic steam that can cause severe pain, burns and blistered skin. The steam from the dispersed clone hit anything within three feet.

[Netsu Midori]

Midori's wanted to try out some of her own more defensive techniques, since she'd been practicing with barrier techniques, so the sudden assault from Zura was certainly helpful for this. While she manages to avoid being caught in his corrosive fog thanks to the barriers she's created already, she sees Zura leap over the short barrier she'd erected purely to make a direct assault more difficult for him. With a bit of focus, she forms a small hexagonal barrier on her wrist as he tries to punch down at her, using the shield of chakra to block the strike in time. The opening provided by using the shield gives her just enough time to get in the four handseals she needs for her Atsuki Ken as well, causing her fists to glow that same bright neon green as she launches a counter-assault on what she perceives to be Zura himself, aiming a strike for his head.

Of course, should the strike land and the clone burst into a cloud of dangerous corrosive acid, Midori would try and hold her breath and leap atop the wall barriers she'd made in order to try and avoid taking too much damage, but of course she'd be in a great deal of pain. Unfortunately for Zura, Midori's rage would only be further increased by the damage he's done to her, and she'd likely turn the training from simple damaging attacks to a more serious combat now that her face has been given some of those Boil Release burns.

"Okay! Now you're dead fuckin' meat!"

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NAME: Kekkai: Roppōtate [Barrier: Hexagonal Shield]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: --
DESCRIPTION:
On the user's wrist, a hexagonal barrier 20 inches in diameter forms in order to block attacks similar to a conventional wooden shield, retaining the same durability as such a shield. However the barrier is virtually weightless and can thus be moved effortlessly even in the most dire of circumstances.

NAME: Atsuki Ken [Heated Fists]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium [Initial] | Low [Constant] to High [Constant]
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Kesshoton
HANDSEALS: 4
REQUIREMENT: Netsu clan
DESCRIPTION:
Rather than expelling the Kesshoton element quickly in order to damage the opponent with a blast, this technique allows the user to cover both their hands in Kesshoton energy, causing them to glow with erratic plasmic energy that can add a concussive component to their physical strikes with their hands, increasing the power caused by their Taijutsu strikes to a level that matches the amount of chakra usage of the technique. Although their hands have a high level of absorption, absorbing such a large amount of electrical energy requires an equally high amount of chakra from the user in order to contain the energy until it can be released through Taijutsu. After absorbing that Raiton chakra or electrical energy, the chakra usage for the technique increases from Medium to High in order to keep the energy absorbed under control for further use of the Atsuki Ken.

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When Zura decided to make his clone go boom, he almost wished he could see Midori's reaction through her barriers. Surely enough it would blanket the area in a corrosive mist. If Midori had taken the bait, she'd now be caught in that caustic haze. It would sting like hell, sure, but nothing any iryonin couldn't fix up later. Midori was made of stern stuff; she'd bounce back. [break][break]

Leaping to her vantage point atop the structures she conjured, Midori's skin bore the telltale signs of Zura's acidic handiwork. Zura couldn't help but flash a cheeky grin, well aware that he'd managed to get under her skin. Her fists, pulsing with that spooky green energy, were a dead giveaway that she was far from done, her voice cutting through the air with threats that Zura took as compliments. But cocooned in the vibrant safety of Oki Ini's mist, felt a thrill.[break][break]

"Oh my, I’m really in for it now,” he mocked, his voice dripping with mock fear.[break][break]

But Zura was no fool; a direct confrontation with an irate Midori wasn't on his wishlist. He suspected Midori might brave his toxic cloud, driven by vengeance. Zura whipped up a fresh batch of acid bubbles with two quick hand seals. These bubbles floated around him, a protective swarm ready to dissuade any thoughts Midori had of a direct assault. Zura knew the game well: keeping Midori at a distance was key here. Up close, she would be a nasty lady.[break][break]

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NAME: Futton: Hiretsuna Tendo [Boil Release: Vile Cherubim][break]
RANK: C[break]
CHAKRA USAGE: Low[break]
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu[break]
ELEMENT: Futton | Boil[break]
HANDSEALS: Monkey - Ram [2][break]
REQUIREMENT: Oborozuki[break][break]

DESCRIPTION:[break]
This technique causes acid-filled bubbles to form within a 10-metre area. Each bubble is the size of a soccer ball. These bubbles will float about and pop if touched by anything, splashing acid around them. With an additional seal, the Oborozuki can cause all these bubbles to pop. The acid will cause blistering and irritation where it touches skin.

[Netsu Midori]

Midori was well aware now that she should keep her own distance from any clones this Zura fellow produces, but now she's got to think of a way to get to him without having to brave too much of his mist and likely end up having her clothes and skin eaten away at any more than necessary. At least on top of the barriers she'd erected, she was momentarily safe from the corrosive mist, but she knows if she wants to close the distance between herself and Zura, she's going to need speed more than anything. Thankfully, she's got just the right technique...

She leaps away from the cloud of corrosive fog, focusing some of her Kesshoton energy to her legs instead, then to the very bottom of her feet until she can feel that the ground underneath her soles is starting to burn as she drops to a sprinter's ready stance. Then she lets loose that wild and chaotic energy in explosive bursts under her feet, propelling her forwards at almost literally breakneck speeds as she winds up for a punch directly to Zura's gas mask-covered face. Midori is careful not to suck in any air, but her speed is so rapid that her body cuts straight through the corrosive mist, leaving behind a vacuum that sucks clean air in after her as she throws a heavy wild haymaker, aiming in the general vicinity of the left-most filter, which was just over his jaw. Her other hand, the right, is covering her eyes and face from any further corrosive contact, not wanting to lose her eyes just for the sake of this spar, but knowing if she can land this one speedy and powerful strike, that the spar will likely be over just as it started getting interesting. That was fine with her; a round two could still be fun, even if she doesn't get to use all of her favorite toys.

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NAME: Netsu Hashiru [Heat Step]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Low [Per Step]
CLASSIFICATION: Taijutsu
ELEMENT: Kesshoton
HANDSEALS: 0
DESCRIPTION:
After funneling chakra through the legs the user will create a series of controlled explosions allowing them to dash forward towards their opponent while leaving a streak of Kesshoton behind them propelling them forward at a highspeed. This in turn allows them to quickly close the gap against an opponent and can absorb a Very Low amount of chakra and in doing so allows the user to increase the distance the the stride is allowed to travel.

NAME: Atsuki Ken [Heated Fists]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium [Initial] | Low [Constant] to High [Constant]
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Kesshoton
HANDSEALS: 4
REQUIREMENT: Netsu clan
DESCRIPTION:
Rather than expelling the Kesshoton element quickly in order to damage the opponent with a blast, this technique allows the user to cover both their hands in Kesshoton energy, causing them to glow with erratic plasmic energy that can add a concussive component to their physical strikes with their hands, increasing the power caused by their Taijutsu strikes to a level that matches the amount of chakra usage of the technique. Although their hands have a high level of absorption, absorbing such a large amount of electrical energy requires an equally high amount of chakra from the user in order to contain the energy until it can be released through Taijutsu. After absorbing that Raiton chakra or electrical energy, the chakra usage for the technique increases from Medium to High in order to keep the energy absorbed under control for further use of the Atsuki Ken.

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Even with Midori's fury on full display, Zura found himself caught off-guard by her readiness to launch a full-out offensive. Her stance was fierce and ready screaming of impending doom for Zura. He wiped the sweat from his brow with a smirk, preparing himself for whatever the woman had planned.[break][break]

Then, like a rocket, Midori shot towards him, her plasma boosting her to insane speeds, her fists still glowing with dangerous green energy. Zura's mist was left swirling in her wake, caught in the vacuum she’d created. He twisted, narrowly avoiding a smashed jaw from Midori’s fist, the heat from it practically singing his brows off.[break][break]

Despite his best efforts, Midori's momentum bowled him over, crumpling him and sending his body through his own mist like a leaf caught in a hurricane. Zura hit the dirt hard, rolling to a stop with the grace of a discarded doll.[break][break]

Barely picking himself up, Zura couldn't help but chuckle, "Ouch..." It stung, sure, but getting hit by Midori's full force? He'd have been a goner. Brushing off the dirt and ignoring the pain, Zura was ready to keep trucking.[break][break]

With a seal, he popped the remaining acid bubbles—an explosive goodbye to the few defences he had left. Oki Ini, now hanging off his fac, still spat out its acidic breath. Adjusting the mask, Zura was feeling the burn of the fight. Despite the exhaustion, he summoned another clone.

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Slippery as a Snake | Evasion[break]
Zura is a prodigy of evasion. Using a combinations of hand eye coordination, reaction time, and evasive knowledge, Zura is able to weave himself away from oncoming attacks. He has an incredibly quick reaction time which allows him to move his body in a way to dodge an onslaught of techniques.

[Netsu Midori]

While Midori had been unable to land a clean strike on Zura in order to really damage him, she'd clearly done enough to sending him horizontal, and if this wasn't a spar, she wouldn't have even let him get back up. Obviously, she wasn't so angry at his attack that she might have forgotten they were part of the same village, and so instead of following up on another attack with him, she slips back out of the corrosive cloud, not willing to cause any further damage to herself. She's still smirking a little at the fact that a single hit without even directly landing on her target had been enough to send him horizontal, though she was still in some pain from the last clone she'd struck with her fist. She'd have to figure out some other method of attack that didn't let the clone close enough to explode into its corrosive form, and she had an idea that even the clone's body was corrosive, since it was made of the same stuff.

Luckily, she's just managed to escape from the initial cloud of kaleidoscopic danger when the rest of the bubbles were popped by Zura. Instead of rushing back in to attack him with a directly physical attack again, she decides to forego the Atsuki Ken in favor of a much wider attack, and she forms the four hand seals after letting the Kesshoton energy dissipate from her hands in order to focus a far greater amount in both her palms, roughly pushing them together before bringing both hands forwards to release the Plasma Release energy in a blade-like beam that starts cutting through the mist as she swings her arms in a horizontal swipe, going just slowly enough that if Zura is aware of the neon green beam, he has a chance to avoid the attack. She's also hoping it'll make the acidic cloud dissipate more quickly, but it's also likely to force Zura to make a move in order to avoid being struck.

"C'mon now, no need to run scared!"

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NAME: Bīmuburēdo [Beam Blade]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Kesshoton
HANDSEALS: 4
REQUIREMENT: Netsu clan, Scorching Hot Wave Motion Fist [Shakunetsu-Hadouken]
DESCRIPTION:
Similarly to the Shakunetsu-Hadouken, after performing the handseals, the user forms large bundles of Kesshoton energy in their hands. Unlike in the aforementioned technique, instead of throwing that gathered energy, they'll bring their hands together to form one larger collection of Kesshoton before releasing that energy in the form of a much longer beam that can be held for one round before it overheats the air around it, making it far too dangerous to keep up continuously. Because of its short duration, it similarly has a very low absorption level, but due to its increased energized state, instead of blasting, the beam is actually capable of cutting through obstacles with its intense energy and heat.

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As Zura’s most recent clone was born into the battlefield, he felt the strength of Oki Ini's mist wane. The colourful mist came to a stutter, the filters no longer emitting the acid. Gasping for air, Zura hunched over, his gaze locked on Midori, who was gearing up for another charge. Oh man…[break][break]

Dodging with a desperate dive, Zura hit the ground. Good god, the exhaustion weighed on him, heavy as a mountain. Oni Iki wasn't cut out for marathon performances, it’s mist was meant to linger for a while after a short use. Midori's plasma attack sliced through the remnants of his defence, obliterating the clone in a spectacle of disintegration. [break][break]

After pulling himself back up, he pulled out a kunai. Holding it up towards Midori, he stood in a ready, yet ragged position. His heavy breathing betrayed his chakra exhaustion, but he would not give up. Although he had run himself ragged with techniques, these varied weapons in his pockets were what he specialized in. Even if he didn’t have the chakra to detonate them.[break][break]

Dragging himself to his feet, Zura's hand found the familiar shape of a kunai. He faced Midori again, stance ready but clearly worn. His laboured breathing was a loud proclamation of his empty reserves, but surrender wasn't in his vocabulary. His arsenal, typically a source of explosives, was now just a collection of potential what-ifs.[break][break]
Cracking a grin, Zura managed a raspy chuckle, "Hey, go easy on me, yeah?"

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[Netsu Midori]

While Midori's hands were no longer charged with the Kesshoton energy that had sliced straight through his mist, Midori was starting to feel the effects of her own chakra exhaustion. She'd used quite a lot of chakra, likely far more than what she was used to using all at once, since she'd been so heavily focused on just training herself to use hand seals at a higher speed. Now Midori was considering improving her chakra reserves as well, but that kind of training could wait until later. For now, it seems that both she and Zura were now far more restricted in their preferred method of combat, and here, Midori felt at least a bit like she might have the advantage. While Zura and Midori had somewhat similar focus in terms of training, she felt she'd been at it for longer.

This hubris was likely to end up with her losing this spar, but Midori had trained with Hotarubi, and she knows she's got the skills to pay her bills; she's not going to let Zura forget that, either. When he asks her to go easy on him with a grin and a chuckle, Midori gives him a smile with eyes so wide that Zura can likely see the whites around her neon green irises as she points at her own face, covered in the redness of a painful chemical burn, though it would likely heal on its own in just a week.

"Don't count on it!"

With that, she rushes right back into him, gathering just a little of the Plasma energy that her clan was known for into the palm of her right hand. It wasn't much, but she knows she's still got very little chakra remaining anyway, and she might as well use what she has before the spar is over. She feints a body strike at Zura's gut with her left hand, and while such a strike would have likely doubled him over should it have landed, she pivots in to aim a slap at Zura's cheek with the plasma-infused hand instead, the cheek opposite to the one she'd struck at before.

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NAME: Hotto Surapu [Hot Slap]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low
CLASSIFICATION: Taijutsu
ELEMENT: Kesshoton
HANDSEALS: 0
REQUIREMENT: Plasma Form
DESCRIPTION:

After funneling Kesshoton around the hand the user will slap their opponent across the face which detonates into a shockwave of rippling plasma that can knock someone down if delivered with enough force This technique has a low absorption level before breaking apart and gaining the lower absorption adds only a very minor to increase to ripple.

[Oborozuki Zura]

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Zura's response to Midori's uncompromising stance was a mix of uneasiness and determination, a rogue grin masking the fatigue that weighed on him. The kunai in his hand felt almost laughable in comparison to Midori's glowing. "Is this really my best shot?" he thought, half-amused and half-resigned to his predicament. [break][break]

Yet, as Midori launched herself at him, Zura didn't falter. Holding the kunai defensively, he braced for the inevitable clash, ready to meet her force with the little he had left. Up close like this Zura felt about as effective a fish without fins. His maneuver to deflect her punch was a desperate bid for survival, a slim hope that metal might turn aside the tide of energy hurtling toward him.[break][break]

Reality hit hard as a wave of searing pain swept across his face, knocking him to his knees. The burn was immediate, Midori's power would leave its mark. Through gritted teeth, Zura expelled a mouthful of blood onto the ground, a stark contrast to the dirt beneath. Damnit, but it hurt![break][break]

Mustering what little strength he had left, Zura lashed out with the kunai in a wide, unaimed arc. It was less of a strategic attack and more of a raw attempted to get the blasted woman away from him. His arm trembled with the effort, the kunai slicing through the air.[break][break]

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[Netsu Midori]

Midori feels good about her own strike hitting true on Zura's cheek, but the sensation of victory is weighed down a bit by the sight of him spitting out blood onto he dirt, which is only further compounded by the attack to her midsection. The kunoichi is barely able to shift to the side a little in order to avoid a deadly attack to her internal organs, and she instead takes the cut across her left hip as she moves back and aside to avoid as much of the slash as she can, though she can't avoid it all. She grunts at the pain and considers smashing a fist straight down on top of the other Genin's head, feeling nothing but an intense desire to "teach him a lesson". But then she remembers her spar with Hotarubi, and how it had made her feel when she'd been knocked out by a single blow from the higher ranking shinobi.

She also remembers his lesson on ruthlessness, but she can't bring herself to smash Zura completely, and she lets out a sigh as she uses her left hand to hold the same side hip that had been cut, holding back the blood so she can reach her free hand down to Zura, palm up to show him that her hand was no longer glowing with the Kesshoton energy that her clan was famous for. For now, at least, there was no danger from Midori, even in her stance, which was no longer combative, but only braced to help him back to his feet.

"C'mon, training's done. At this rate we'll both have to use each other as a crutch to get to the hospital, and neither of us can afford that kind of damage to our pride."

It was clear, though, that Midori still considered herself the victor of this spar, despite the burns to her face and the cut to her hip, based on the way she was giving just a bit of a smirk. Still, she didn't think that Zura would be the type to deny the facts of the spar, and that he'd been the first to technically bleed.

[Oborozuki Zura]

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The moment Zura's kunai made contact, skimming Midori's hip in a stroke of desperate defence, he winced inwardly. That was definitely going to earn him a few extra bruises, Midori was definitely going to wallop him for that. His arm dropped, defeated and drained, at his side as he braced for a final round of beatings. [break][break]

But, to his surprise, the expected storm didn't come. Instead, Midori offered a truce in the form of a helping hand. Gratefully, Zura accepted, allowing her to heft up his useless weight. His chuckle broke free at her mention of a hospital trip.[break][break]

"Screw pride,” he managed to say between laughs. "I’m too pretty to have a crispy face, I’m getting healed.”[break][break]

It was a rare moment of restraint for Zura, choosing not to poke fun at Midori despite the perfect setup for a quip. Perhaps it was the exhaustion speaking, or maybe it was a newfound respect for his sparring partner. Either way, he shelved the banter for another day.[break][break]

The two battered shinobi left the training area together, "Should we get a drink though?” That would be nice, Zura thought, imagining the pleasure of a silky smooth sake. That’s exactly what he needed.

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