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Nara Shikamaru ([personal profile] endgames) wrote2009-04-16 08:15 pm
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Appointment's Post II



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[personal profile] endgames 2013-07-16 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Last thing to test: Twila's magic versus Eferin's. Shikamaru turns at once, a barrage of kunai crafted from Twila's darkness materializng in an instant beneath his fingers. They're thrown at Vegeta, but oddly not aimed for vital spots.]
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yeah sorry for the tl;dr x.x it's sort of a nasty habit of mine

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-07-16 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
[He sees the kunai coming. He can see them coming from a mile away, being used to speeds that not even the eye can see- but that last little stunt Eferin just pulled on him really pissed him off. Using his mouth to talk, even for a moment. How dare it. And this boy, he was probably obeying the influence of his own spirit. That really pisses him off. If they want to fight, Eferin and Twila, they can count him out because he does not give one single shit about their stupid squabble.

And if anything, out of pure spite for the spirit, he takes the kunai, every single one of them save one that he catches between his fingers just to prove a point to this thing inside him that he doesn't take orders from anyone. They pierce him in every spot they land, wincing, blood running out of every point. Vegeta's grinning though, not in malice at Shikamaru, but more at himself- his mind was more powerful than the thing inside him and he knew it. Interesting.]

Whatever your problem is with this other dark spirit is none of my concern. Take your little argument somewhere else, I'm not interested. [Spoken to Eferin, out loud because Dragon Ball characters are like that? But he looks at Shikamaru-] And you, if you're going to attack you're going to have to use something a little bit more effective. [He throws the single kunai at a tree, sinking it far into the wood.]
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No prob! I do that too.

[personal profile] endgames 2013-07-16 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[They did pierce, though. Shikamaru eyes the blood. He's not invulnerable. Not when he relies on Twila.

Frankly, hearing Vegeta talk out loud - words not directed at him - just serves to remind him how much he doesn't want to fight at all. He doesn't want to hurt people, he wants to survive.]

I already accomplished the primary goal I had in this. I've thought out the next two hundred possibilities, but they're all troublesome. [A shrug.] I don't care what happens next.
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Yay, we can be tl;dr buddies~

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-07-16 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
You should very much care about what happens next. [He rips the remaining kunai out of him, letting them drop to the ground below.] Listen, ever since that little stunt back at your store all this spirit has done is feed my thirst for combat. It would like nothing more for me to rip that head of yours right off your shoulders. Normally I wouldn't mind but I won't be a puppet to some mind-bending abomination. So you better high tail it out of here before I change my mind.

[Or before Eferin's rage tries to overwhelm him, because that's what it's doing; screaming at him to kill. However, it does feel good to be able to think a little clearly for now.]
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[personal profile] endgames 2013-07-16 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm. [All right. Whatever. Shikamaru turns his shoulders, before disappearing all together with a pop and puff of smoke.

Shadow clone. Naruto taught him.

Thirty feet off, the shadows pool together around the trees and give upwards, the real Shikamaru stepping out of them as if coming up from a flight of stairs. He sticks his hands in his pockets and walks off into the dark without looking back.]
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