Looking for a teacher [Open]

Subject: Looking for a teacher [Open] 4/23/2014, 6:59 pm

Light drifted through the parting darker looking clouds, rays of the sun flowing softly through the village hidden within the leaves. Konohagakure the given name of this place. Standing in front of the anbu's complex was the young genin shinobi Roselia Heart. The blond headed female staring with starry eyes at the large complex. To be perfectly honest she doubted she herself had what it would take to become an assassin that would work in the anbu but if ever given the chance then she would take it. Right now she had her priorities. Priorities that she had never had before. First this young girl aimed to be in full control, secondly she was determined to become a chuunin member of the village hidden in fire. She refused to remain a genin for any longer and thirdly to do whatever it would take for this village to be proud to call her a shinobi of the leaf. I bet your wondering what exactly she wanted to be in control of. Was she a jinchuuriki? nope, was she some demon woman...perhaps.

It happened recently, The young girl had been assaulted just outside of the village within the forest grounds, She sadly failed to identify the attacker but upon waking up within the field her chest had been on fire. Even now the unique mark that was upon her chest was causing her pain. A burning sensation as if it were struggling with all its might to take over. Though the pain was much less than it had originally started out at. You see she had utilized the power of the seal once and only once. When she had been assaulted so badly she had no choice but to try to harness its power....the consequences were somewhat special and incredibly dark. This activation resulted in the death of three higher up shinobi whom were plotting to take out this majestic village....or at least trying to start a battle.

"I vow, On everything i have sworn to protect, that i will do whatever it takes to control this demon. To control this thing that i have to accept and acknowledge....i swear on the will of fire i will get through this" She said, Staring at the sky the look within her face would show her determination. Her will power was strong indeed and there was no way she was going to forget or go back upon her vow. As before when she left the hospital she had been determined to find someone to train her, She had hoped to meet someone of relevant power and ability around this location but right now it would seem as deserted as the hospital had been. Finding a sensei was kinda tough but she had to push on....she couldnt risk loosing control without someone whom could easily stop her if that happened. With her attire and weaponry all within its allocated areas she would begin to move on, Being on the outskirts of the village yet within its walls she would head south aiming to go deeper into the forest. Perhaps past the training field she would think to herself. There is bound to be someone there

Subject: Re: Looking for a teacher [Open] 4/25/2014, 3:49 pm

Slurp, swoosh, hmm. These were the sounds of someone truly enjoying a delightful meal. And so it was, sitting on a log he was, inside the forest on this lovely day. The log that Izanagi sat upon was more or less the same kind of log that many a Shinobi would use to perform the Kawarimi Jutsu. A basic Jutsu thought even at academy level, but it has its uses, if one ever used it properly. There he was, ass perched on the log, his legs touching the ground, with the man leaning forward ever so slightly. His ears were all perked up, his senses sharp, even though he made appear as dull as the chopsticks in his hands. Next to Izanagi was another log, which had itself a lunch pack of sorts sitting atop it. This man was enjoying a meal of sorts, in the forest on his own. But even while eating, the man did spot a young woman entering the forest. From where Izanagi was sitting, she was approaching from the south. And yet, the man would pretend to ignore the blond woman, currently approaching his location. The forest created a canopy of sorts, dampening the sunlight that shone through the small opening of this forest canopy. It was a bright day, and Izanagi could see all that was within reasonable view of his eyes. The man garbed in full black clothing was enjoying some Ramen. And the slurp and swoosh, and the hmm were sounds generated from this person with no table manners. Whenever one was hungry, they would feed, and so feed was what Izanagi was currently doing. It wouldn't be long before the blond would reach Izanagi's position.

The sound of a grazing deer, carefully moving through the forest could be heard. And seen way off in the distance too. These creatures can be such shy creatures, always on the look out for predators lurking. Izanagi himself is a predator, but at this precise moment in time. He was more or less feeling like a well fed snake, far too busy digesting its recent meal to even care about anything else. As such, the thought of hunting the poor deer didn't even cross Izanagi's mind at all. In truth, the birds chirping away, not to mention the other wild life made Izanagi feel right at home. The static caterpillars, the buzzing bees, the ranting crows planning their next murder all brought a sense of belonging to Izanagi. The Jounin could use this as his training grounds for sure, since it was secluded in a sense. The weather was just right for Izanagi. The food in the container was being consumed as rapidly as Izanagi allowed himself to do it. He was at peace, for the moment, that was until these pesky little voices and suppressed villains decided to make an appearance. Unknown to the Jounin, a rather gleeful grin replaced his usual frown. And without even realizing it, a maniac was now in control. This maniac was unpredictable, and while pesky, he wasn't yet strong enough to truly control Izanagi's actions.

This maniac as he's being dubbed, required Izanagi to first immerse himself in combat. And by slowly losing himself, this usually suppressed individual can truly take advantage of the situation. "Alert Lero. Alert. Blond maiden en route, easy pickings lero". Izanagi raised his head and cocked it to the right, now paying close attention to the blond who entered his line of sight not so long ago. In truth Izanagi had been paying attention off his own accord. But now that the maniac had said something, he felt the need to appear far more attentive. "Shut up ya imbecile. No way ya gonna screw this one up for us. So leave us alone". The current conversation was currently being held in Izanagi's head. His thoughts often plagued him, further showing how unstable the man can be. This was madness to an extent.

"Hehe. Biki biki chan. Izanagi-Sama no like being teased silly". Izanagi suddenly had visions of a young girl repeatedly smacking his across his face. Albeit this action was currently taking place, now that Izanagi had finished eating the food that was inside the container that he held earlier. The container had been dropped to the ground in front of Izanagi, ten seconds before the maniac decided to show up. As such, his left hand was free, although his right hand still held his chopsticks. With his free hand, Izanagi was smacked himself over five times, approaching ten times when the man would suddenly come to a stop. "Would ya stop hitting me? That shit hurts ya damn brat. Am I even ya daddy? Did we ever consummate this unholy relationship we seem to have? Fox this shit".

"Now this is awkward, ya freaking pedo Lero. Stop hitting on young girls ass wipe".

"Hehe, Izanagi Sama is a class A perv".

"What the fuck is this shit?"

In Izanagi's thoughts, if anyone could see what he was seeing or pictured the young girl to be. She would be garbed in a black kimono with long purple hair to, and a rather innocent face. She was no more than three foot high off the ground. And as for the maniac, the man appeared more like a demon of sorts. It was more or less a shadow like figure, a truly impressive silhouette for anyone to even begin to imagine. But for now though, Izanagi would relax and await the arrival of the blond woman. A nervous grin on his face, further cementing the fact that he looked more like a pedophile than anything. His free hand carefully scratching the back of his head certainly didn't help his case either. The food was getting cold, so he needed to finish up the rest of his meal and quick too.

Subject: Re: Looking for a teacher [Open] 4/27/2014, 5:52 pm

Sasuto perched himself upon the tree nearby. He was a genin as well, in search of his own teacher, but didn't make it very obvious. His eyes adjusted their fixture to the man known as Izanagi, and then the blonde girl, not very phased by the man's behavior. He was more or less curious of whom the girl was, he'd never seen her, or at least he didn't think he did, maybe he ignored her like the rest of the people within his former Ninja Academy he did.

Anyways, Sasuto stood up, and allowed himself to bound off the thick hazelnut copse branch which he was originally upon, landing onto the verdant below and allowing his cerulean gaze to meticulously discern the two one by one, with disinterest directed towards both as he perceived them.

'I guess I'll try to make some friends...' Sasuto thought to himself.

[Ignore the Jounin title.]

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