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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 9:30 pm
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'I need to incapacitate her.' Kowaii thought while mentally scrolling through his jutsu that would work best to restrain her, but not hurt her too much. Meanwhile, he utilized the first level of Sabaku-Kenfu and bending so that his back created a ninety degree angle with his legs, allowing him to dodge the first shuriken. The second one, he was not so prepared for. It cut along his chest making a narrow cut that ran just to the right of his neck from the middle part of his ribs. 'Got to do this, or else she is going to try and kill me.' Kowaii thought as he sprung back. His feet were off the ground as he did a front flip and threw his unsheathed sword directly at Shoku, while preforming a two sets of handseals. The first was Kawarimi no Jutsu (Substitution Jutsu), which he used to replace himself with his sword, narrowing the gap between him and Shoku. The second was Sabaku Kyuu (Desert Coffin), which he used while extending his sand covered hands towards Shoku, as more sand came from his gourd. He simply planned to use it as a restaraint so she couldn't move and just have a bit of time to calm down. He also wanted to use it as a slight scare tactic, because even though the follow up to this jutsu would kill the prisoner, Kowaii didn't know it, so there was no real danger.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 11:15 pm
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Yukio Mousu The Trustworthy Thief Once upstairs Yukio glanced back down. The two ninja were still fighting as they normally were. He breathed a sigh of relief and went to scope around. However, the only thing most of the rooms had was a bed. It seemed like they were just simple guest rooms. On the last room to check, however, Yukio could immediately identify it as the woman below's. "Jackpot." He thought as he entered the room. First thing was first, he needed some clothes. Unfortunately, the only clothes that were around were feminine. He went through her closet for anything that would fit his fifteen year old body and quickly found a suitable pair of black sweatpants. Afterwards he closed the closet and dove into the drawers in search for a not-so-girly shirt. He eventually found a suitable white tank-top which he slipped on. It was a bit big on him though, which he thought was strange for that girl. "She must have a big bust." He thought, and then suddenly stiffened up. The word "bust" had reminded him that he was in a woman's room. He glanced down at the top drawer. "This must be.....panty drawer!" He reached out for it, but stopped. "Wait wait wait, this is wrong! There no way I'm doing a panty raid like this! No way! I'm not a pervert!!" He stared at the drawer for a moment, but then opened it anyway thinking, "But I can become one!"
A few minutes later he closed the drawer back up again, with several pairs of panties leaking out of his pockets and a large bra tied around his head, with the cups bending down over the side of his head like earmuffs. Then, as he passed by he also noticed a good picture of Shoku and what looked like her family. Considering that she was now living in a cave, he wondered if something had happened to them. In any case, it perked his interest a little so he snagged it and hid it under one of the bra cups. After some quick but thorous searching he also soon found any and all of Shoku's money in the room, and happily stuffed those in his pockets as well. However it was turned that the biggest treasure for him on the second floor was saved for last, a bookcase! Tears started streaming down his eyes as he rushed over to it, grabbing several books in his arms and nudging his face against them. "Oh sweet, sweet paper. This has been the longest fifteen minutes of my life without your sweet ink-filled embrace! Now then," Yukio extended his arms out to his sides and closed his eyes as all of the paper in the countless books ripped themselves from their covers and flurried around Yukio's body in a white storm. They wrapped themselves around his shoulders to form bands and created a backpack before stacking themselves inside. When it was over Yukio pulled his newly formed backpack to make sure it wouldn't tear. As he expected, his bloodline had made it as tough as wood. Finally, with bra and backpack securely fastened, nudity diminished, and pockets overflowing with panties and money, Yukio cheerfully headed back down the staircase.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 9:51 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 10:11 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 10:41 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 10:53 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 11:01 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 11:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 11:15 pm
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