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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:46 am
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The Swift Assassin of The Cloud_______________
If only, if only, the moon speaks no reply; xxxxxxxxxx Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by. xxxxxxxxxx The weary beast stays strong, turning boldly around;xxxxxxxxxx The baby bird flies high, xxxxxxxxxx Spreading its wings for the first time. xxxxxxxxxx
Name: Kamizuki Kage x┼ x Rank: Chuuninx┼ x Village: Kumogakure x┼ x Bloodline: Ranmaru's Eyes x┼ x Clan: AburameSilently he prowls, stealthily he watches. Amidst the darkened shadows, he waits alone. He lets out an unearthly roar, echoing through the darkness As the bitter wind compounds the night’s chill. Patience is a virtue; Vengeance is sweet.
"The taste of revenge is the sweetest one there is."
"I will obtain my revenge..."
A bug clone of Kamizuki made it's way up to the large, ivory manor. It had been the first time that Kamizuki had been to the manor. He stopped at the front door and merely looked at the guards. "You know who I am," he said with a straight face. "I've come to ask for a promotion to Jounin," he said staring at the two clones.
"... No matter what it takes!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:49 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:50 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:55 am
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If only, if only, the moon speaks no reply; xxxxxxxxxx Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by. xxxxxxxxxx The weary beast stays strong, turning boldly around;xxxxxxxxxx The baby bird flies high, xxxxxxxxxx Spreading its wings for the first time. xxxxxxxxxx
Name: Kamizuki Kage x┼ x Rank: Chuuninx┼ x Village: Kumogakure x┼ x Bloodline: Ranmaru's Eyes x┼ x Clan: AburameSilently he prowls, stealthily he watches. Amidst the darkened shadows, he waits alone. He lets out an unearthly roar, echoing through the darkness As the bitter wind compounds the night’s chill. Patience is a virtue; Vengeance is sweet.
"The taste of revenge is the sweetest one there is."
"I will obtain my revenge..."
{{Sometimes there are exams other times you just get promoted, but that requires being a Chuunin for sometime or doing something great xD}} The clone smiled at them. "By any chance, are there any ANBU at this current time? I'd gladly be willing to take the place as captain. Assassination is my main thing, you know."
"... No matter what it takes!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:58 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 12:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 4:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 7:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 8:57 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2011 5:37 pm
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With growing fear, much as one would experience during a zombie attack, Dylana chose the pathway toward the large main building that had the least amount of people in it's way. He felt extremely uncomfortable among the hustle and bustle, and he simply wanted to go somewhere alone and be away from everyone. He opened the door of the building, somewhat intimidated by the outside and interior decoration. Happening upon one of the secretary desks, he stood there for about five minutes until one of the secretaries noticed him. She looked faintly skewed, and her glasses were low on her nose. "Can I help you?" She didn't sound too unfriendly, but it was a very professional voice, and that agitated Dylana's delicate mindset. "I, uh...Raikage?" He said quietly, with pause. The secretary leaned in and he repeated it, albeit more coherently, and she pointed him up a flight of stairs on one side of the building. He walked up said stairway and found a bunch of people already at the doorway, so he simply shrunk into one of the darker corners and hoped to death that he wasn't interrupting something important. Of course, then there was that tiny child. Dylana really, really did not like tiny children.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 1:28 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:05 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:50 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 12:36 pm
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