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Kiyoshi carefully read the words Cho scrawled down, and as he did so he listened to the other two but never without keeping his eyes on the writing. The way that his mind worked and the speed that he processed things it would seem as if he did it without a beat as if it was second nature...

The monk couldn't be any more correct. And as he wrote the fact that this seemed like more of a world issue than anything Kiyoshi’s eyes would linger on that mentally for a moment. Perhaps it was how quickly and decisively that he agreed…Kiyoshi had tried to get the same kind of agreement from...

The dangers we see are rarely the ones present. Kiyoshi sat on that for a moment. It seemed like the moment that he read that line of text his eyes quit reading any other, his eyes just sat still there almost as if looking through the paper for a moment. He was more aware than most about the...

Kiyoshi was fast. Not only physically or mentally, but socially too. It could be debated as to whether or not that was a good or bad trait. So the moment that the silent man's gaze met him and he remained quiet, Kiyoshi's brow furrowed and lip pulled upwards as if irritated *Fuck this guy...

Kiyoshi, was the kind of guy that was unlike many of the cast of Naraka's.....government, for lack of better word. Izanagi - was far too well known to simply go about the normal hustle and bustle of the world and be left alone. Its not that he wouldnt like to or that he wasnt that kind of guy...

** Quite some time later ** Standing there outside the main castle doors, looking out at the courtyard stood one man. Hair of dark orange Uzumaki hair blowing in the wind he pulled up a water bottle to his lips with a sigh, drinking sparingly as he surveryed the area and tried to process...

((Moments later)) "Look at what you made me do! Look at it! Dumb apes - it didnt have to be this way!" He felt...and the things he felt? He feared would burn all of the feeling straight out of him. And yet - he could not stop feeling. This new power, this new feeling, this Hadou? It was...

-The onslaught was blistering, burning through Chowa's defenses and implemented attacks in between the short gaps that he could manage. The boy's words were hopeful. They were idealistic. They were optimistic. They were euthanasia. Usually were this on the outside in the world of the waking...

In order for the building of muscle. The building of the mind, and of the body. You must develop calluses on both. To build sometimes things need be destroyed. So that they can return better than before. Take yourself to the brink. The moment that the exchange begun, it did not take long...

The woman watched as he descended, smile upon her lips as the man started to approach the first of the many beads that had been strewn across the ground. Up in the tower above, the Tsui-Tengu run his hand through his beard - eagerly anticipating the beginning of things as they were. Anticipating...

Sentou had caught up with them, and by the time that he had hit the ground with the legion of prime apes that had assailed him Sentou was down back to back with him as well - to which he closed the gap between the two of them for more secure coverage of each other while he took in anything...

The woman could do nothing but stand and watch the young man as his wounds began to close. In the moment that it did so - she would begin to chuckle slightly and look up at the Tsui-Tengu in the tower, exchanging looks subtle and yet meaningful in the glance back to each other. There was...

Recognition. It was there in the way that Chowa's expression remained in control. Not in shock at the punch that had followed his descent but well at attention, learning, absorbing. It was when Chowa responded in kind to the kumite that Takewa internally a'lit. *He knows of this.* he thought...

-The woman continued to walk up the stairs in a manner that seemed almost like a dance. She was a leaf and each stair was a geyser of air that gently let her roost upon it before blowing her up and away to the next on a gentle breeze. She traversed the chakra leaden land with such ease that she...

-He was only a blurring image along the way as the girl went from branch to branch. Not really being there in person it was somewhat off-putting holding direct conversation with the man while moving at this speed, he flickered and appeared in different postures and clarity between the different...