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Post by zarikrahia on Nov 15, 2007 16:34:25 GMT -5
Zaha snatched her katana and her kunai back and folded her arms. 'PF-ow! Xora!' the ninja's mentor had elbowed her in the ribs, casing her to jump. 'Here we are. The dampeners end here, I think.'
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Post by PFA on Mar 6, 2008 13:03:01 GMT -5
PFA then cast Life on the dead RP. It lives, it liiives! ...Hopefully.
PFA nodded in response to Zaha, pulling a kunai from her kunai pouch. "Keep an eye out, guys," she muttered to the others. "You never know what might be lurking around here."
Hearing PFA, SRGNG prepared himself to send a punch, kick, karate chop or whatever toward the first thing that tried to attack him. Jernath did the same.
And then, taking a deep breath, PFA walked forward, holding her kunai ready. She took a few steps, and then there was light. PFA squinted, realizing that she had just stepped out of the anti-magic field. She felt the familiar sensation of her shuriken-summoning magic come back to her.
After taking a moment to let her eyes adjust to the light, she looked around, trying to get an idea of where she was. She appeared to be at the other end of the tunnel, which seemed to lead to a forest clearing. Just beyond the trees, PFA thought she could see buildings. A town...?
"Looks clear," PFA called to the ninjas behind her, who were still in the anti-magic field. "Come on out."
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Post by Vyt: Down, but Not Out on May 9, 2008 2:15:18 GMT -5
Cat Assassin limped as he followed PFA. His eyes tried adjusting to the harsh entry of light, but eventually the cat was able to resist the risk of blindness. "... Well, that wasn't so bad," he commented rather randomly. He looked at the same direction PFA was staring at, and could see some sort of buildings with his advanced sense of sight. "... There's something right there. We should move," he suggested. And the Ninja Roleplay lives to see another day.  |
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Post by zarikrahia on May 9, 2008 2:25:46 GMT -5
"Indeed there is. For the sake of plot advancement let us, as you modern-type people say, 'check it out'. We're well prepared. We're capable- even PFA , the youngest amoung us, could probably kick Ninja-rouge rear times seventeen." Zaha commented, using unusually modern dialouge. She pulled a few throwing stars and a kunai from various places on her person ((her boot, scarf, belt and shoulder sheath for anyone vaguely interested)) and used the kunai, which appeared to be pult, to pull her hair out of her face. Spitting wisps in the middle of a fight is never useful.
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Post by PFA on May 10, 2008 9:21:08 GMT -5
SRGNG came out of the anti-magic field and stretched. "Ahh, fresh air!"
Jernath also came out of the field, pausing for a moment to adjust to the change in light. It was then that he noticed the buildings that the ninjas were talking about. "A town. I bet the rogue's been through it..."
"Well, there's one way to find out," PFA said, and she started walking in the direction of the buildings, beckoning the others to follow.
It wasn't too long before the gates of the town started coming into view. From what the group could see, the town was in-tact, and there were definitely people there. But the people did seem, perhaps, depressed about something. PFA figured that meant that the rogue had been there, and had probably killed someone or destroyed something. Or maybe both.
One of the people, one that happened to be standing near the gate, noticed the approaching ninjas. He promptly pointed to them, then shouted, "The ninja has allies! And they're approaching the town!"
And then, chaos ensued. The people started running around, shouting things at each other, shouting things at themselves, running into other people, breaking things... general craziness. But by the time the ninjas had got to the gate, they were faced with a crowd of people, all carrying various dangerous things. Mostly pitchforks and torches. Because angry crowds just aren't the same without pitchforks and torches.
"...Yeah, I'd say the rogue's been here," PFA grimaced, gripping her kunai tighter, just in case the town started attacking.
((If anyone wants to decide what the town's so mad at the rogue about, feel free, 'cause I haven't really decided myself. >_> And feel free to do whatever else to the town you wish))
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Post by Vyt: Down, but Not Out on May 10, 2008 10:09:03 GMT -5
"... Wait, we're being too hasty," Cat Assassin butted in while he limped out of the group. "I'm sure these townspeople would not appreciate being attacked once more."
He began to approach the angry townspeople, albeit in a very slow manner. The sprain in his knee was starting to hurt once more, but he struggled to continue.
"Okay, if anyone of you thinks an injured person like me would come and attack you just like how the ninja you are talking about did, then throw your weapons at me!"
Well, that was quite surprising. A limping Cat Assassin looked as if he was giving himself up to the townspeople. The commotion surrounding the mob began to weaken itself.
"... He does look pitiful..."
"Nah, he can't even move as fast as that rogue! I mean, look at that bad knee of his!"
"... I can't kill such a helpless man!"
Cat Assassin turned around and faced the ninjas. "... See? A little psychological message won't hurt," he smiled.
((... To be honest, I can't think of something the rogue might've done to the townspeople. She might've destroyed their food source or desecrated something symbolical to them, I dunno. D:))
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Post by zarikrahia on May 10, 2008 23:42:13 GMT -5
((Food spurce sounds good.))
Zaha undid her shoulder sheath, belt sheath, then pulled a few shiny pointy objects out of her clothing and hair and put them on the ground. "We mean no harm." she called. "We are hunting down the rouge ourselves. They have been fouling the ninja name and honour, attacked my hometown and the hometown of the...Redhead-guy-who's-somehow-managed-to-tag-along-what's-your-name-again-hon? Sorry if we frightened you...We're hard-pressed, weary, and in deperate need of information, if you have any." She, also, stepped forward and allowed a helpless, damsel-in-distress type expression to make her, she thought inwardly, look totally ridiculous. In front of the other Ninjas too. Oh the pain.
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Post by PFA on May 11, 2008 15:11:24 GMT -5
((yeah, food source would probably work :3))
Following the lead of Uncle and Zaha, PFA set the kunai she was holding onto the ground carefully. She did the same with her kunai pouch, her shuriken pouch, and her katana. She then held her empty hands up as a sign of peace.
SRGNG, though a bit reluctant to do so, took out his bo staff and set it on the ground. "We come in peace!"
"It's Jernath," Jernath said to Zaha as he set his bow on the ground. To the town, he added, "Trust me, I would never be in league with that rogue."
A murmur was heard among the townspeople. Apparently they were trying to decide whether they should trust the ninjas or not.
"Well, they certainly LOOK like they're telling the truth..." "Why would enemies put down their weapons like that?" "I don't think that ninjas take acting as part of their training..."
Eventually, the crowd began lowering their torches and pitchforks. One of them, assumably one that was part of whatever hierarchy the town had, spoke up. "Alright, I guess we'll keep you alive for now. But the instant you try anything funny, we've got our pitchforks ready."
SRGNG was about to make a comment about how hard it would be to kill a group of ninjas with a pitchfork, but Jernath elbowed him as soon as he opened his mouth. So instead he just nodded.
PFA smiled, bringing her arms down so she could bow. "We thank you, kind sir. Come on, guys," she nodded to the other ninjas.
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Post by Vyt: Down, but Not Out on May 28, 2008 12:45:21 GMT -5
The sun was setting down, as its now-orange streaks of light shone their nostalgic color once more before being devoured by the horizon. The ninjas took refuge inside an inn the local townspeople had provided for them. Small commotions around the people continued to pop out, still questioning the decision of their authority to let the ninjas stay, but eventually they ceased to exist. ((Just trying to give out some setting for us to continue roleplaying. )) |
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Post by PFA on May 30, 2008 17:36:09 GMT -5
((>_> Don't die, RP. Plz?))
"It was so nice of them to let us stay at the inn," PFA said, smiling. "It's better than sleeping in a tent, at least."
"Do I get to make a fortress out of mattresses?!" SRGNG beamed. "And then... and then we can call it the NINJA BED FORTRESS!"
"Oh please no," was Jernath's reaction.
"Anyway," PFA continued, ignoring SRGNG and Jernath, "I imagine we'll stay here for the night, and continue our search for the rogue in the morning. Any objections?"
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Post by zarikrahia on May 31, 2008 0:36:56 GMT -5
"None, none at all." smiled Zaha, perching on the edge of a stool. "It will be good sleeping on a bed again. SRGNG, please refrain from building a mattress fort as we don't have enough. Besides, are you not a little old for this sort of behaviour? How old are you supposed to be again?" she got off the stool and sat on the floor in cat form, staring up at the other ninjas and Jernath. "So. Tomorrow we go and fight this fart of a fake ninja, am I right?"
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Post by Vyt: Down, but Not Out on Jun 1, 2008 12:50:43 GMT -5
Cat Assassin placed his hands together to support his chin as he listened intently to the exchange of words between his fellow ninjas. He was trying to mold every information they had discovered to find a connection of some sort to the rogue ninja they were looking for.
"How can we fight someone whose whereabouts we do not even know yet?" the feline asked Zaha with cold seriousness. "All we have done is trace her steps..."
Female... With black hair...
"... We don't even know what her motive is," Cat Assassin grimly added. He did not have any thoughts about being such a Devil's Advocate, but he never really had the chance to learn because of his early "adoption". "... So stop being so annoying with the 'we'll get her tomorrow' part."
Cat Assassin stood up from his stool, the sprain on his leg still hurting him a bit. The same pain was the reason he decided to stand up, although it never had any effect. "... The rangers... And these townspeople... She must be close, however. If only we had an eagle view of every area around us, we might be able to detect her movements," he noted them.
Cat Assassin began to walk slowly towards the main door. With a darker tone than before, he warned them, "If anyone's wondering, I'm going out to investigate. Don't go for me," before pushing the door open to let himself out of the inn.
He hated the stench of beer that was slowly brewing inside it anyway.
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Post by PFA on Jun 2, 2008 10:18:59 GMT -5
"I am not old!" SRGNG huffed. "I'm only twenty!"
PFA frowned as Uncle started being all strange, claiming he was going to go look for the rogue. At this hour?
"Uncle, wait!" she called to him, but decided to honor his command to not follow him. And with that, he was gone. She grimaced, turning to the other ninjas. "What do you think he's doing?"
"Trying to get himself killed, maybe?" Jernath narrowed his eyes. "If that rogue can wipe out entire villages, I don't want to know what she'll do to a man with an injured leg. I don't care what he says; we should help him." He stood up, scooped up his bow and started toward the door.
"What, you too?" PFA frowned.
"I don't know about you... but that rogue destroyed my home. If she's going to die tonight, I want to be there to see it," was Jernath's reply. And with that, he had left, silently following after Cat Assassin.
PFA, however, stayed in the room, and turned to SRGNG and Zaha. "Do you think we should follow them? They might get hurt..."
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Post by Vyt: Down, but Not Out on Jun 2, 2008 10:36:22 GMT -5
By the time Cat Assassin stormed outside the inn, the sun had already set in and the countless stars began to populate the entire sky evidently. The moon was rather elegant in its form, only a quarter of it donning its usual shine to form a crescent.
The feline however was feeling a bit squirmish inside. Something inside him was waiting to come out, and he quickly knew what it was. He went straight towards the back of the inn, keeping his distance from its kitchen situated outside the establishment. Despite the splint on his knee, the cat struggled to stay away from any human contact for the time being.
Moments later, Cat Assassin knelt down and began to throw up. Barrages of green liquid forcibly escaped from his furry mouth, and the amount was extremely concerning.
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Post by zarikrahia on Jun 2, 2008 23:15:57 GMT -5
Zaha raised an eyebrow. "So? I'm Seventeen, Eighteen in four months. Twenty is a little old to be making mattress forts. Who put a wasp down his boot?" Her comment was meant towards CA's sudden terse behaviour. "They're boys, let's face it. They're being stupid. No matter how intelligent they are, they have moments when they're completely thickheaded. Just like we girls have ditzy times. We'd better follow them." Zaha stood and wandered out the door, nose close to the ground. Jernath's scent she didn't know very well- but CA's, she did. "I've got your Uncle's scent, PFA. SRGNG, don't do anything stupid. Please. Or I will be forced to kill something, preferably you."
((Zaha...ditzy? Holy Mother, the mental images!
For those of you who imagined Zaha older, she originally was. A time-glitch put her 2 years back age-wise when Zari (Then known as Zaria Aylurive) entered Xenam for the second time.))
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