What Have I Gotten Myself Into?Sept 2, 2016 16:35:06 GMT -5
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[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]APPEARANCE [attr="class","hopelovetop"] Height: 6'3" (187 cm)[break] Weight: 170 lb (86 kg)[break][break] Due to the Eternal Youth and Immortality Technique Minazuki's physical appearance can vary slightly. Before he inhabits a body he performs extensive surgery on it to make it resemble himself as much possible. In most cases, the only noticeable difference is the height of the new body.[break][break] Minazuki has dull blonde hair that he keeps short most of the time. At random intervals, he may decide to not have his hair cut for extended periods. This usually ends with it growing to shoulder length before he decides it's a nuisance and finally gets it cut. It's a toss-up whether he'll brush his hair in the morning or not so it tends to be messy more often than not.[break][break] Minazuki uses special contact lenses to keep his eyes the same color he had in his original body. These contacts give his eyes a color similar to aged gold that hasn't been maintained throughout the years. If caught in the right light his eyes seem to glow slightly. The eyes of his current body are green.[break][break] Minazuki tries not to draw any unnecessary attention to himself so he tends to avoid bright colors or extravagant clothing. In most cases, he tends to favor black, blue, gray, green, purple, red, and white clothing.[break][break] He typically chooses comfort over anything else when it comes to clothing. His typical attire is a novelty t-shirt and either jeans or shorts depending on the weather. He despises long-sleeve shirts, even going so far as to tailor it himself if need be. Despite this, he will wear a jacket any chance he gets. He prefers to be active at night more than during the day because of this.[break][break] While he prefers to wear casual outfits if he's forced to wear form clothing his go-to outfit is a sleek black suit. To add a bit of flair to the outfit he typically wears black gloves and a pair of non-prescription glasses. [attr="class","hopelovetitle"]PERSONALITY [attr="class","hopelovetop"] Nindo: "If this is to end in fire then we'll all burn together.” [break] When it comes to his past Minazuki is fairly open about it but is somewhat uncomfortable sharing about himself. He tends to lie or exaggerate certain parts of his past. This is because he feels a slight bit of shame in what he's done in the past, and what he is still doing today. Another large part is because he knows that his actions will get him jailed, or worse.[break][break] Minazuki is rarely one to say what he's thinking. Instead, he opts to edit what he thinks to be more palatable for the general person. His thoughts tend to be crude, rude, or vulgar in one way or another. Even when actively trying to tailor what he says he is usually sarcastic, generally unhelpful, teasing, and distrusting in most of his conversations. He often complains when asked to do something, but will almost always do it anyway.[break][break] Minazuki is somewhat of a paradox because he does selfless things for selfish reasons. He's been known to buy food for others on multiple occasions. This is usually because they didn't have enough money to pay for their meal, or he simply wanted the company and offered to bring them out for food. He'll often make himself go hungry after offering the rest of his meal to someone else who was hungry or couldn't pay.[break][break] He spaces out or openly shows his boredom while talking with others. It takes some time for words to process in his brain so replies tend to be delayed or he'll ask what you said and answer before you have the chance to repeat yourself. While talking he'll often go off on a tangent and forget what he was originally talking about or go on and on about a particular topic he's interested in.[break][break] Minazuki isn't the type to approach people unless necessary and usually only engages in conversation with others if he is approached first. He'll typically only approach people that he is extremely familiar with. It takes quite a bit of time for Minazuki to feel comfortable around a person and even longer before he begins to trust them. In his mind respect and trust are earned, not given.[break][break] He has a violent temper that he's learned to control over his long lifespan. He'll openly show his anger on his face or voice his frustration towards anyone he dislikes. When frustrated he'll often scratch at the back of his head, fidget with his hands and wrists, or crack his knuckles. When he moves beyond frustration and transitions into angry his face turns red and it feels like his body begins to heat up. While it happens very rarely Minazuki will violently lash out at people that have pushed him too far.[break][break] When he gets frustrated or angry he finds that food or music calms him down the fastest. He also heavily self medicates with hallucinogenic herbs imported from Kusagakure or Takigakure. He'll listen to most forms of music, but there are a few genres that he deems "not real music” that he refuses to sit through. In terms of food, he's both picky and not. In general, he'll eat any type of dish, but is picky in the way it's prepared. He dislikes the texture of any rare meat, cooked onions, cooked peppers, tomatoes, and any form of seed in fruits. He tends to prefer creamy or crunchy foods and typically prefers the fruits or vegetables in the dish to the meat. He is almost always willing to try new foods.[break][break] Minazuki is the type to suffer from puppy love quite often. When any man gives him attention or seems to care for him for an extended period he develops a crush very easily. This will often fade after a month or two, but during this time he tends to be clingy and overly flirtatious towards the person. Normally he's uncomfortable when it comes to talking of love and is uncertain if he can feel it at all. He's still debating with himself whether what he felt with his husband was true love, or if he was merely forcing himself to feel what he thought love was.[break][break] While Minazuki tries to hide it as best he can he suffers from anxiety and depression. He is constantly worrying about anything and everything whether it is realistic or not. He jumps to conclusions quite easily which causes him to worry more. He often puts himself down both in his mind and out loud. He typically tries to hide it as some sort of joke when he speaks out loud. He often chastises himself for having such thoughts and tries to keep himself in line so that his inner thoughts don't spill out.[break][break] During bouts of depression, he has active periods where he can't sit still and needs to be doing something at every moment. This is when he gets most of his work done on his research. These days his research focuses mostly on advancing medical knowledge, attempting to revive the dead, and trying to find a way to permanently kill a Jashinist. [attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY [attr="class","hopelovetop"]  Ice Emperor[break] [break]氷皇帝 [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]A Stormy Beginning[break] (Ages 0-6; -30 SD to -24 SD) [break]It was on a freezing evening within the depths of winter that Yuki Shiro was born within the wintry village of Yukigakure, to a loving mother and a father who simply wasn't there. While both were shinobi, the small boy seemed to inherit far more of his mother's genes then his father's. Quiet and observant. As soon as he could walk and run, he was doing just that, causing many days of hassle for his mother. He was always told never run too far, never to leave the safety of their home. And while he had his times of mischief, he always listed to what he was told to do and not do. Well, almost always. Nonetheless, Shiro adored his mother and being the kind and gentle woman that he saw her as. It wasn't difficult to see why others who lived within the same area were fond of her as well. Despite that, even from a young age, some members of the Yuki clan he was apart of, came to look down on him. He wasn't a true Yuki, his father a nameless shinobi, a nobody. No one of important status, and yet despite that Shiro remained as happy as ever. He didn't seem to care, his mother still loved him regardless and that was all that mattered.[break][break] It was at the growing age of four, that he first began showing signs of his power. His mother being the current head of the Yuki Clan, it was no surprise to anyone around Shiro for any length of time that he was bound to inherit his mother's gift. He was the heir after all, it was something that was simply expected to occur. And once he did, things became all the more fun for Shiro and more of a problem for his mother. While he was a little slow to start, having witnessed how destructive the nature could be from his mother's own power and thus a little afraid because of it. With a little bit of coaxing and encouragement, he began to learn. For once paying full attention to every word his mother spoke, what she told him was interesting and he only want to learn more. He understood, despite being only five at the time in which he began to fully grasp what it was he had, that it was special. And because of that, he took every opportunity he could to bother his mother, to get her to answer, to teach him more and more. It was once these lessons started and those within the Yuki Clan noticed Shiro's natural talent for the element, that he simply became known as the Kōrijotei no Musoko [Empress of Ice's Son] to many within the clan who hadn't met the boy personally.[break][break] Of course as much as Shiro loved to have all of his mother's attention, she was still an active shinobi and as such. There were times in which she wasn't there. But Shiro never took this as a bad thing, sad as he sometimes was that his mother wasn't with him. He used that time to improve, or run the other members of the Yuki clan around in circles looking for him as he hid within his home. Whatever he did, he had fun and that was the point of it all. Well at least to Shiro it certainly was. Of course, not everything in life could always be a game. And while he was happy learning what he could and having fun during the time his mother was away. That peace and happiness didn't last forever.[break][break] Shiro had, as was becoming a growing habit for the boy at the tender age of six. To venture out of the Yuki clan's compound to explore the rest of Yukigakure as much as he could. Well, without getting caught that was. This particular outing however, would spell both an end to those peaceful times spent with happiness alongside his mother. And usher in a new time of confusion and despair. Most often when out, Shiro kept off the main streets, sticking to back alleys and even low roofs if he could reach them and jump without breaking something (which he nearly did on a number of occasions). Something on that cold snowy day however, caught his attention. A small group of people gathered near the entrance of the village, one of which he recognised as another member of his clan and various others. All crowded around something he couldn't see. The other thing Shiro forgot to assume, was that it could also be someone and not just something. And when he began edging closer to the scene to get a better look, he saw just who it was and not what.[break][break] His world stopped.[break][break] Everyone within that small gathering turned to look as they heard Shiro shout for his mother before spiriting forward. Trying his best to escape anyone that tried to grab him and stop him getting closer to his mother. Shouting and screaming at anyone that tried, kicking out, doing all he could. Eventually, after some arguments between a few of them, they let him through. But what Shiro saw would haunt his dreams for the rest of his life. Cuts and injuries across his mother's whole body and two fatal wounds, both in her stomach and over he heart. She was bleeding out, dying far too quickly. A miracle she had even returned to the village before dying. But Shiro cared for none of it, even as blood seeped into his clothes as he sat by his mother's side on his knees. Begging and crying for her, pleading for her to stay. He wanted his mother, he needed her, she was all he truly had.[break][break] Many in the small group turned away, unable to watch, knowing the wounds were too far gone now to ever be healed. Shiro simply continued, hiding his face against his mother's neck and weeping as she told him that her little miracle shouldn't be crying, that he should be strong and brave for her in her place. To make her proud. He refused, sobbing as the last of his mother's life faded out into silence. The moment anyone tried to move him or her, he screamed at them to stay away. It was a dream he told himself, it had to be. His mother was strong, she wouldn't die so easily. She was kind, why would anyone hurt her? But as the minutes ticked on and that awakening never came, the hurt and pain only intensified.[break][break] After a solid hour of simply sitting there within that same pool of blood at his mother's side. He was pulled away, not fighting, only crying quietly. And when he returned to the Yuki Clan compound, Shiro was quick to lock himself in his room. He didn't want to talk to the silly adults, he wanted his mother back. Just that. Only that. For a week he remained like that. Locked up within his room, accepting only food and water and only ever leaving to use the bathroom before rushing back. He spoke to no one and when he wasn't sleeping or eating, he was sobbing. A once happy child now broken. Any clan member that tried to approach or comfort him, he simply lashed out at. Confused, afraid and deeply upset.[break][break] Of course life carried on as it always did and a month after his mother's death, her funeral was held. Shiro for once leaving the confines of the compound which he hadn't dared to sneak out of since her death, to attend. He didn't cry during it, in fact, he barely said two words to anyone. All the while he listed to those around him leave their condolences. Of losing such a talented and well respected member of the Yuki clan, of a boy like he losing his mother at such a young age. He thought that was the end of it, that maybe after some time he could maybe try to move forward. It wasn't.[break][break] For the next month, Shiro spent most of it reflecting and considering. His mother's last words to him ringing out like a mantra. Unfortunately, to build on those thoughts. The young boy needed time and while he was training again, albeit less frequently than before he was improving, that was all he had time for before something else occurred. His father arrived, or so he was told. To take him away from here, to his own home. Shiro didn't care. At first, outright refusing to even speak or go to see the man. The one who had left his mother. And when he was forced to, he had to be removed after screaming, yelling and trying to attack him. If he had been here, maybe his mother would still be alive. Or so he thought. [break][break] Naturally his father had come here for a reason and a certain purpose. After hearing of his son's mother's death. And with no true family left within the village, he had decided it better to take his son away. Despite the boy's protests, he was only a child, he knew nothing. Some within the Yuki Clan and even the Lady of Yuki at the time were highly unwilling to let Shiro simply leave with his father. Even if the boy, by all rights was not a true blooded Yuki Clan member, he had been raised as one. After a few days of back and forth, both the village and Shiro's father came to an agreement of sorts. In exchange for the man capturing and bringing a member of a bloodline they were after, he would only then be permitted to leave with his son. After being told just what the village was looking for, he set off. Leaving the village, and for one moment in many months he was almost happy. His father was gone.[break][break] What he hadn’t counted on, was the Yuki Clan elders dispising him quite so much, enough that they had agreed to let him go after his father returned, he didn’t fully understand it. He was too young to even try to do so. But, they had no use for him now that he was simply going to be given away to another. Into a foreign land eventually. And as Shiro had seen one too many times before, the children that weren’t useful were forgotten. Cousins of his within the clan who hadn’t shown to have the gift of their Kekkei Genkai were tossed aside like trash and now, his fate was the same. He couldn’t fight against it, as much as he tried. Arrangements had already been made and by the time he realised what was happening. It was too late.[break][break] The people he had once thought loved him as a family had given him over, into the care of the Nue Clan to use as they saw fit until his father returned to the village. Specifically, he was handed over to one man in particular. Nue Seiichi. And while the silver haired snow child had only ever been truly terrified of his mother, there was something about this man that set every nerve in his body on high alert. As if telling him he needed to run, to avoid this person at all costs. But he couldn’t, as much as he tried. His first day rushing to escape and run out of the building, only to be knocked out and dragged right on back. What the young Yuki came to experience however, would be unlike anything else in his lifetime.[break][break] It was like hell on earth.[break][break] Each minute, each hour, each day was worse than the next. Unendurable agony. He screamed until his voice refused to work, fought like a wild animal and cried far more than he should. This man, this horrible man did as he pleased. Performing his little tests, some big, some small; all of them painful. He was offered no form of relief, no way to ease the pain. No way to sleep through it all. He was kept wide awake, forced to look into the eyes of a man who seemed to think what he was doing was perfectly normal. When he wasn’t being ripped apart, quite literally. He was given little time to rest, instead the elders who once condemned him and sent him to this place would come visit, to ‘check up on him’ they had said. It was a lie. They always came for a far more nefarious purpose. He fought at first, but after a while, his body was too weak to fight. His voice too used from screaming in agony from that man’s tests to call for help. No one came to help, no one dared disturb his clan elders visits. He was alone. And eventually even his mind gave him. Numb to almost all of the process, left for only an hour or two before the torment began again. If he had any kind of voice left, he would have begged to have it all end. But there was nothing, just pain and harsh words directed at him.[break][break] Six months passed.[break][break] So long went by that the young Yuki had almost forgotten why he had been given to these people to begin with. It was temporary. His father had returned to the village, ready to take him away. No one cared for his quiet plea to stay anymore, his want to remain in the place he called home, no one held any sympathy for the boy anymore. He was just that; a boy, one that could easily be replaced and forgotten about. Soon enough, the one they were after was delivered to them, and things after that advanced all too quickly. There was no time to do anything, no time to say goodbye, to pack anything, precious items gifted to him, or even basic belongings. He fought, but thanks to that man’s tests, he still had no voice left to speak with. To shout and protest as much as his small lungs would allow him. It was hopeless, but.. He didn’t want to just leave![break][break] Unfortunately for a boy of his age, he wasn't given much of a choice in the matter. And just like that, he was ripped away from his home, all the things and people he'd known. Everything.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]End Of An Era & Student Life[break] (Ages 7-10; -23 SD to -20 SD) [break]Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.[break][break] Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Moving Forward & Chūnin Exams[break] (Ages 10-14; -20 SD to -16 SD) [break]Graduating from the academy, for the first few days, certainly felt a little weird. But as it sunk in, Shin rather liked the change. He was ahead and he would make sure to continue to be in the coming years, that was for sure. For the first few months, Shin remained by himself. Taking on the odd missions alone here and there while a team was found for him, all in all, he couldn't complain two much about it. Sure, some of the missions he was given were downright boring, but he was a Genin and so, he didn't really have room to complain as the lowest ranking Shinobi. Still, when he wasn't out and about, he was training. Trying to further improve his Ninjutsu and Bukijutsu as much as possible, which, was steadily improving, as was his speed. The young boy having taken to running laps around the entire village and seeing just how fast he could complete it.[break][break] It was progress, slow progress yes, but it was there.[break][break] Of course, it didn't take much longer before the young Shinobi was assigned to a team with two other Genin, under a Jounin leader. And while working in a team when on a mission, proved to be little trouble for Shin. There was, like there always seemed to be, trouble when it came to the other Genin with him, actually liking him in any manner. Which, was fine by him, they didn't have to like him, just work with him. And while his Jounin sensei seemed completely unfazed by this, even saying to Shin that he was doing rather well considering how hostile his teammates seemed towards him. The matter still irked Shin a little, just a bit, even if he wouldn't admit it aloud.[break][break] It wasn't that he needed people to like him, no. But some small, tiny part of him, wanted at least someone his own age to. Unfortunately, life never seemed to go as Shin wanted it to. As within his very next mission, both of those teammates of his met a quick and bloody end. Ambushed by bandits and slaughtered before they could even react, a normal mission, one they didn't even require their Jounin to be present for. Although cowardly, the young boy did the smart thing and fled. Not seeming overly upset, but sad nonetheless. Loss was to be expected, but he hadn't expected it so early on in his life and with his own teammates no less. Barely eleven years old and hit with such a blow.[break][break] And yet his life continued on as it did for every shinobi. Still, it was after that, that the young boy's attitude shifted slightly. With his former classmates now graduating into the ranks of genin, it seemed only natural that two of them would end up paired with him. Forming a brand new team of three. And while, Shin could tell just by looking at them from a distance that they weren't fond of him, even now. Instead of pushing against it, he tried a different approach. But always in his own way. Often slipping between teasing them and ever so subtly pointing out things they were unaware of. Most of the time the two themselves even unaware that he had inadvertently helped them to learn and grow with knowledge they hadn't possessed before that day.[break][break] Things continued in much the same way for the next six months. And while they weren't exactly friendly towards Shin. The young boy noticed that over time. They didn't seem to be quite as averse to his very presence as before, which, was about as good as he was going to get he supposed. And that was fine with him, thankfully, by the time they seemed to at least somewhat tolerate him and work fully as a team on any mission they were sent on. Without anyone dying no less. Was around about the time their team leader suggested they enter the upcoming Chunin exams. After a number of hours considering such a thing over carefully as well as talking with the team in which he was apart of. They decided it couldn't hurt, to at least try. Could it?[break][break] As it turned out. The Chunin exams hurt. A lot.[break][break] The exams were far harder than any of them were expecting. Both of his teammates were injured during all the battles they faced and while they did, win, it took a toll on them both. Even Shin wasn't in the best shape. And watching from the sidelines during the solo battles, his teammates faced even more torment against their opponents. One of them even ending up landing face first into the nearest wall. Now that, looked like it hurt one heck of a lot. His other teammate lasted a bit longer through his own fight, only to end up passing out due to the strain of it all. All in all, his odds certainly didn't look good going into his own personal battle, that was for sure.[break][break] Shin was even more sure of that, when he discovered who he was fighting. It was someone he'd seen about before and he knew for a fact the boy was a Taijustu specialist, which. In simple terms. Meant bad things for him. It was only when the match began did Shin discover that his opponent was a Katon user as well, which, only served to put him at a further disadvantage. For a while, Shin stuck to avoiding the boy's blows, ducking and weaving as best he could to look for some kind of opening or a glaring weakness of some sort. What blows he couldn't avoid, he simply aimed to block or parry with his own skills and after a while. The blade had brought with him into this as well.[break][break] While this stalemate lasted for a while, it was eventually broken and while Shin had noticed that the boy seemed to be far weaker on his left side than his right. It wasn't enough to stop the other getting the upper hand briefly. A hard kick straight to his stomach sending Shin flying and rolling onto the ground a few feet away. Frustrated but not beaten, he got back to his feet quickly. Now all the more determined to win and even as the boy began taunting him about his assured victory and how weak Shin himself seemed to be. He ignored it. He wasn't here for a friendly chat.[break][break] And drawing the tanto he had on his person, he rushed forward. Not stopping for a second in his onslaught of attacks towards the other boy. And while he kept up for a time, eventually the boy grew slower as time passed, while Shin only sped up. Eventually coming to knock the boy to the ground as the other had done to him only a few minutes before. And while the boy got up, Shin was right there, uppercutting him as hard as he could, enhanced by a Hyōton justu he had only recently mastered. As a result, the young man was soon knocked out cold by the sudden blow. The attack however had drained Shin of most of his remaining chakra. And only moments later, after staggering backwards. He passed out as well. But, that one thing was for certain.[break][break] He'd won.[break][break] It wasn't long after he woke up in the infirmary that he was informed he'd attained the rank of Chunin, as had one of his other teammates. Although the other had ended up with a very broken arm and was passed out in another ward. Still, there wasn't anything he could do about that. Was he pleased yes? But that feeling was short lived that he was informed he'd have to stay in the infirmary overnight to rest and let his chakra levels return to normal as well as at least being able to let the many bruises across his body heal a little. What a pain! Still it wasn't bad, twelve years old and a Chunin already, he couldn't complain about that one bit.[break][break] After resting, it was the following morning that things began once again. Although not quite as Shin wanted, he expected to be put on another team perhaps. Instead, he was placed as one of the gate guards. And it was needless to say, he wasn't very happy with the idea. But he accepted it, he had little other choice in the matter really. And while he badly wanted things to be different. He kept his mouth shut. For the time being. But when he wasn't working, he was training, leaving very little time for any kind of interaction with others. It didn't mind that, hell, he even preferred it most of the time. He was determined, he couldn't allow himself to almost be beaten like that again. It was shameful to even think about. So he worked and while some in the Yuki clan were a little concerned. They let him continue nonetheless. You didn't get anywhere without hard work after all.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]The Troublesome Years[break] (Ages 15-17; -15 SD to -13 SD) [break]For three years, things remained much the same and for the most part. many simply left the young teen be. He was fine as it was. There was hardly anyone to complain about him overworking himself occasionally. His father tried but once and was quickly shut down, only, that ended up in an argument. As it always did. Still, Shin paid little attention to his father at any time. His opinion wasn't important, not to him anyway. It was only shortly after he turned fifteen that he was transferred onto an active operations team. Finally away from that stupid gate, Shin was more than pleased enough to be heading out away from the village on missions once again. Even if it wasn't every day or night, it was enough for him. Still, the disagreements continued even with his transfer to an active team. Yet despite that, his father still gifted him a weapon a few days before he began his new position. And while Shin was still no closer to his father because of it, he still thanked him for such a gift. Which, as far as the young teen was concerned, was a miracle in and of itself honestly.[break][break] Of course, once assigned to an active team, that meant one thing for certain. New teammates. Which while not delighted about it, Shin wasn't going to complain about it either, it was to be expected. Unless you were a Jounin or something similar, Shinobi like him rarely worked alone. It was once joining this time, that he met a rather interesting young girl by the name of Yuie Tsuki. The girl at first was quiet and with her being the youngest of the group he wasn't surprised by that. Still overtime they learned to get along and their Jounin sensei often commented about how well they had learnt to work together as a team. Despite their vastly different fighting styles, they made it work. And having someone like that on the same team, well, it seemed to settle the young teen a bit. Not someone he could relate to, but someone he didn't hate, nor did she hate him. And that fact alone proved to be highly benifical for the both of them.[break][break] It was only a year after his moving into an operations team, that the elders of the Yuki Clan calling him into a meeting. Which was... worrying to say the least. They never bothered with someone like him normally, a half breed, one who wasn't even of their clan but of one they held a hatred towards. So, while he was a tad concerned by their sudden summons. He attended them nonetheless. And while he wasn't in trouble, what was told to him, was rather concerning indeed. She was introduced to a young girl who would be taking on the Yuki clan name. A pre-teen by the name of Fuyumi and while, sitting there, she seemed harmless enough, there was something off.. about her. Something Shin couldn't and wouldn't be able to put his finger on for a number of years yet. Still, while not a pure member of the Yuki Clan, much like he was, the young teen still kept his distance. It felt like the right thing to do at the time, besides, he was busy enough working as it was. Leaving little time to interact with the girl, even if he wanted to, which he didn't.[break][break] It was during the next ten months that life seemed to settle into a comfortable sort of rhythm. Heading out of missions, training in between those times and generally living the life many expected of a full fledged Shinobi. Which, was fine, it wasn't great it was just.... life to Shin. Nothing more than that. And while he did enjoy the more... violent aspects of the job, much to the concern of his Sensei, there was little that was done to stop him nor dissuade him. Those he enjoyed killing were people that needed to die anyways, so there was little issue with him taking just a little longer to release that final blow. People were so fun to play with when they were screaming for their lives after all.[break][break] During the depths of winter, only a day after his seventeenth birthday, he found himself wandering the village. Not due to be on any assignment of any kind. It was here that he encounter a young girl, one who seemed to have gotten lost and was freezing cold judging by her shivering. When asking for her name, she seemed apprehensive but quietly gave it to him regardless. Kaguya Minako. While he could do little for her being so cold, and with nothing else to do, he aided the young girl on finding her way back home. Eventually quickly buying and gifting her a scarf to wrap about her neck, hopefully to stop her freezing to death. And while once she was returned home, Shin felt no different, it would certainly be an encounter that stuck with him over the years to come.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]The Sly Hunter-Nin[break] (Ages 17-27; -13 SD to -03 SD) [break]Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.[break][break] Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]War & Chaos[break] (Ages 27-30; -03 SD to 0 SD) [break]It was only a week after his twenty seventh year that it was requested he be transferred out of the hunter-nin to lead one of the operations teams, from which, they'd recently lost their Jounin leader. While reluctant at first, Shin cautiously accepted the request made to him. The hunter-nin was all he'd known for the past ten years now and while he supposed staying there would have been what he'd preferred. With the threat of conflict looming overhead and getting closer by the day. Perhaps this was for the best, even if he ended up transferring back later. And as it so happened, only a month later.[break][break] War broke out.[break][break] People were picking sides all over the place, arguments even within the streets. The entire village was a mess, and going just outside of the village only further increased the problem. And while Shin had no personal problem with the Kaguya or the Daimyo, this was just ridiculous. All this just for a bid for power. Even so, with the Yuki Clan aligning themselves on the side of Kirigakure and the Mizukage. Shin, like many others, was placed on the battlefield within the Land of Water. Fighting against those who he, like many others had assumed were their allies. While Shin truly cared little for the politics of the war, he was still required to fight. So he did, even if he felt such a thing was pointless. For the next year and a half, cutting one shinobi down after another without an ounce of mercy. If they decided to fight for a cause such as this, then it was their own graves they were digging. It was within this time that he found himself encountering and fighting alongside someone, a young man he had only met once before on a joint mission they had been apart of together years ago. Kurokawa Shio. As the war began, Shin found himself fighting beside the younger shinobi with ever increasing frequency as other shinobi fell. They stayed and kept on fighting.[break][break] It was on another normal day, well as close to normal as you could get within a war-zone. Shin about to return to the front-lines after having been forced to head back into Kirigakure after one of his own team had been injured badly. It was as he headed out, that he spotted someone at a distance. A familiar hair colour he knew, but couldn't place until he moved closer. Standing on a nearby ridge within the land, he spotted someone he never thought he'd seen in a place such as this. It was that young girl he'd helped all those years ago. Minako. Or well, perhaps not so young now judging by the way she was fighting of shinobi he was supposed to be allied with. While surprised, he did nothing further. He had no reason to engage her in a fight, nor did he want to. And while nice as it was to see her alive and certainly fighting back. That wasn't going to win this war, or even begin to stop it.[break][break] With a quiet sigh, he moved on. Back into the fray.[break][break] The fighting over the next year and a half only continued, getting more and more violent before things finally began to settle down. And yet all throughout that time, he found Shio had his back a number of times and vice versa. While that didn't help stop the fighting, it did stop Shin from throwing in the towel a number of times. This wasn't truly his fight after all. Still, nearing the end of the war, another Mizukage was chosen and along with it, began the end of the fighting. He, Shio, along with many others storming the Daimyo's castle and ending the war once and for all. Returning to Kirigakure, beaten and bruise? No doubt about that one, but victorious nonetheless. And that, after three years of conflict was certainly worth the sigh of relief Shin found himself letting out once it was all over. At last. On top of that, he found himself having gained a friend in the process, forged through blood and battle it may be. But it was better than nothing.[break][break] For a whole eight months after that, things seemed to slowly return to normal within the village. It wasn't easy, but people adjusted and he had gotten used to leading his own operations team over that time. So of course, when things were starting to look up, something just had to happen. And as it turned out, what happened was perhaps far worse than even the war itself as a whole.[break][break] The Sanbi broke free.[break][break] From the moment it started, Kirigakure was in complete chaos and panic. And while many rushed to hide and some younger shinobi kept their distance. Shin was not one of those people. No, instead, he rushed forward to help. They had just come out of a war, and he was not about to let some tailed beast ruin things after everything that had occurred the past three years. He, like many others, stepped up to fight to try and deal the creature long enough until it could be sealed. And while not directly confronting the beast head on, the effects even close by to such a creature were enough to send some shinobi running in fear. Unfortunately, while some where afraid. Some charged in with reckless abandon. Most of which, Shin found himself stopping in time and while a few were too late to be stopped. Racing to their deaths at top neck speed, even then he tried. But his attempts to aid, and even getting close as the Sanbi released a blast of chakra, left him in a bad position. The shock-waves alone had Shin landing painfully on his left arm after being thrown back. And hearing the bone snap was not a good sign at all.[break][break] Even so, it wasn't much longer until the Sanbi was finally sealed and with it, the entire village breathed a sigh of relief. And despite gaining a broken arm half way through the battle, Shin continued, offering support where he could without getting ripped apart. While being treated and being forced into a sling for a few weeks, he was informed only shortly after leaving the hospital that due to his efforts throughout the war, he'd been promoted to that of an Elite Jounin.[break][break] Well, not bad at all for four years of near constant fighting.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Looking To The Future & Changing Times[break] (Ages 31-35; 1 SD to 4 SD) [break]Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.[break][break] Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. 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[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]FIGHTING STYLE [attr="class","hopelovetop"] Minazuki tends to try to avoid conflict if at all possible because he deems it a waste of time. Fights only prove which one is smarter or stronger, not who is right. Rarely, if ever, will Minazuki purposely try to instigate a fight. In most cases, he will simply refuse to fight or concede the battle before it begins.[break][break] If forced into combat he will spend time, in the beginning, trying to keep himself distanced from his enemy and figure out their fighting style. After this, he will transition himself into whatever range his opponent is least comfortable fighting in.[break][break] If forced into combat brought on by another person he will start the same way as if he was fighting by himself. In this case, he'll do little more than provide support in the way of healing, transferring chakra, or occasionally sending in an attack with his Kekkei Genkai if an opportunity presents itself. He rarely actively participates unless the other person fighting is an ally and seems to be losing the battle.[break][break] His combat strategy changes based on what range he finds himself in, but one theme is shared between every strategy. He attempts to overwhelm the opponent either with sheer force or by attacking from multiple angles at once. He tries to end a fight as fast as he can by aiming for vital organs or attacking with his Kekkei Genkai.[break][break] He prefers fighting by himself but will work with others if need be. Minazuki typically sees allies on the battlefield as little more than a nuisance because it requires him to exercise control over his Ninjutsu that he wouldn't have to otherwise. He typically uses his allies as distractions to gain an advantage over an enemy. [attr="class","hopelovetitle"]SPECIAL ABILITIES [attr="class","hopelovetop"] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Special Ability n°1[break] Ninjutsu Deity [Hyōton Grandmaster] [break]For many of the Yuki Clan, Hyōton may take some time to learn and grasp the basics of even for those that seem gifted with the advanced element. For Shin, it is different. Using his clan's Kekkei Genkai comes as easily to him as breathing. From an extremely young age he showed a very strong affinity for the element and that has only grown as he's aged throughout the years. His level of mastery is far beyond those that typically utilise the element to their advantage, within battle using Hyōton be it for attacking, defending or anything else is like second nature to Shin. He rarely needs to think about what it is he wishes to do with this element to make it a reality. This mastery of his advanced elements also applies to water, snow and wind as a result of the many years and thousands of hours spent working solely on his proficiency with Hyōton. Using that time to learn how to further expand his influence over the elements that can aid him within an environment if need be and in turn help him create ice. Shin is able to create his own very easily and as a result rarely if ever needs to rely on an outside source to draw his strength from. It is because of this mastery and extreme control he possesses over his Kekkei Genkai that Shin's Hyōton differs slightly from most. Instead of a typical light blue, his ice takes on a pure white coloration whenever used.[break][break] While he is indeed a master of his clan's Kekkei Genkai, that does not mean he has slacked with the other elements at his disposal, known as a clear master when wielding any kind of Suiton or Fūton techniques. However, even with this, his focus with his advanced element is still extremely obvious, allowing Shin to require zero handseals for any and all Hyōton justu up to C-rank, and up to 3 handseals [1 B-rank, 2 A-rank & 3 S-rank] for any Hyōton technique above that rank. [break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Special Ability n°2[break] Kenjutsu Proidgy [break]A swordsman is someone whose heart can be read through his sword. This is the measure of a true swordsman's power. However, Shin is far beyond such a simple concept within his swordsmanship. His sword cannot be "felt", his heart cannot be read, nor can his emotions be determined. His sword exists solely to kill, and nothing more. The will of Shin Ishikawa exists within himself, and nothing else. It is for this reason that Shin has fought so many powerful opponents over many years without demonstrating even the slightest inkling of true fear. Such a philosophy reflects through Shin's blade flawlessly, to an extent that nobody has ever gone before. Some have been able to hide some of the intention that lies within their blade, but Shin hides every single portion of it. When he draws his blade, it becomes not an extension of himself, but a completely separate being. It almost feels as if his blade is a sentient entity. His swordsmanship is regarded as unpredictable, near impossible to stop through conventional means. It cannot be deciphered by simple logic, for it is constantly changing with every second that passes.[break][break] Accordingly so, Shin's fighting style has been labelled as "impossible to follow" by many that have encountered him over the years. Even the many that have tried to figure out some sort of pattern have never discovered one. Shin changing the style in which he uses frequently. There is only ever one constant with his style: speed. No matter what he does, his strikes are fast and precise to an extreme degree. And it is this, combined with his seemingly never ending styles that he can switch to on a seconds notice that give Shin an edge above many others who practice swordsmanship. This edge above others is only further increased due to Shin being ambidextrous, able to switch his weapon from one hand to another and still retain full effectiveness when fighting.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Special Ability n°3[break] Masterful Chakra Control [break]While Shin only possesses an average chakra pool compared to those of his age and experience, he more than makes up for it thanks to the incredible quality of control he holds over his chakra natures. With the control he has developed over many years, not a single spec of chakra is ever wasted when used. While extremely precise and only ever requiring the absolute minimum chakra needed for any jutsu, from the most basic technique to even ones that demand masses of chakra to be performed. He has refined his chakra to a point that such a task, conversing and using only the exact amount of chakra needed for any technique, comes as naturally as breathing to him. While his mastery over the chakra is impressive, over the years he has aimed to speed up the process required to use his chakra at all, especially considering his prowess with Bukijustu often leaves him with only a single hand free. It is because of this limitation he places on himself within battle and his own determination, that has allowed Shin to be able to cast any justu with one handed seals. This however does not reduce the amount of handseals required to activate the justu itself. Due to learning such a thing over a long period of time, Shin has however noticed, that his one handed seals are by now far quicker than if he were to try and perform a justu using both hands.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Special Ability n°4[break] Hyōton [Absolute Ice] [break]Unlike many of his peers and other clan members, Shin goes far beyond could be considered 'normal' for a Hyoton user. Through a mix of natural born talent carried within his very blood and years of training relentlessly with this one chakra nature far more than any other. Shin has achieved a potency with his Hyōton that very few could ever hope to match in any context. Every Hyōton techiques he uses, having one point five times [x1.5] the intensity [both temperature and power], speed, range, durability and effectiveness than the techniques base description.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Special Ability n°5[break] Silver Blitz [break]Every since he was young, Shin had always been quick on his feet. And that with time has only grown, through ageing and many hours of training. There are few very within within the village that have been able to match up to his sheer speed and the distance he can travel with ease. Having worn weights since his days as a genin and constantly training with them on, Shin has improved not only his speed over time but his body as well. Able to easily match Jounin level opponents with the weights on. When taken off, he becomes a blur to all but a select few of even those within his own rank. Those who can track him with these weights off, are typically only those with extreme heightened senses or holders of certain dojutsu, as without such advantages most have trouble keeping track of Shin when he moves about the battlefield.[break][break] [attr="class","hopelovetitle2"]Special Ability n°6[break] Godly Sensor [Kagura Mind's Eye] [break]Having the high control of chakra that he does and during his time within the hunter-nin, Shin was able to expand his set of skills even further to expand this sensory ability beyond that of even his peers. As a sensory shinobi he is able to detect chakra signatures up to three kilometres away. Within that range, he is not only able to sense other shinobi and their current location but also the state/nature of a person's chakra as well. Thanks to the extreme control he holds over his own chakra, he has also learnt how to seek out anything containing chakra, not just people, but traps and even tags nearby. Additionally due to his level of chakra control and sensing aptitude, Shin has learnt how to suppress his own chakra almost entirely. This not only allows him to move about undetected by all by the most advanced sensory shinobi and those with certain dojutsu. But it also allow him to fool others who are unaware of his identity, able to suppress his chakra to that of a typical level for a chunin allows him to misdirect others into believing him to be far weaker than he truly is. It is because of this skill, that Shin has become highly adept at tracking others, and after the time he spent as a hunter-nin that has only improved. [attr="class","hopelovetitle"]TECHNIQUES [attr="class","hopelovetop"] [attr="class","hopelovetitle3"]E-Rank
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