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|Subject: Yure Enai - Genin Tue Sep 29, 2009 10:58 am|| |
Name: Yure Anei
Kekkai Genkai: Hyoton
Element: Suiton [Water]
Doton [If I can have another]
Rank: S-Rank [A-Rank if not]
Ninja Type: Anei is a very tactical shinobi. He does not charge head-first into any battle, and much prefers to think up a detailed plan before any battle. After this he would use his intellect to cause the opponent to trip up whilst using his pin-point accuracy to slowly bring down his opponents using stealth attacks and some ninjutsu. He is also very proficient in Taijutsu, just in case the long-ranged jutsu are not effective. He can use basic Genjutsu, but is not what one would call expert at this, possibly adept.
Appearance: It was easy to see that this one would not be one who could hide in a crowd. He looked like nothing one would have seen before, though not in the physical sense. His clothes were very odd, and one could easily find oneself staring at the teen. He had long, caramel colored brown hair which had some sort of odd wet material slathered in it to keep it slickened and straight, and was fashioned into a sort of semi-spiked comb-over with the left side of his hair being combed down and towards the left and the right to the right, leaving a rather pronounced 'V' shape on the right side of his forehead.
Above a thick, arm-less red bomber-jacket of some sort, which had a thick line of some sort of yellow-dyed material straight through it, and a line of similarly-colored buttons on the right hand side, was a baby-blue colored long-sleeved jacket with silver cufflinks and a line of semi-diagonal mushroom shaped buttons, the jacket had a very short, thin collar which was attached to a thick, ruffly mass of white material, an oddity to most of this country, but some may know it as a cravat, which was tied tightly around the collar and hung low across the chest of the thick red top for about a foot or so, so coming about half-way down the shirt.
Tied tightly around his waist a deep brown, almost chocolate colored item one might know as a cummerbund which was tied to hide about one-third of the red jacket and to also hide the first few inches of a black belted, sandy-brown colored trousers. These trousers were wrinkle-less and well kept, and also came down to about ankle length where they were pulled up and upturned by about two inches or so, possibly a bit more. Under these sat a pair of black leather boots which were perfectly shined and had a thin strap just above the very short heel to pull the item back a bit. Finally, strapped to the side of his left thigh are to three small colored scrolls, a green one, blue one and finally a red one. The red and green ones both have about one-hundred and fifty or so senbon hidden within them, while the third has a smaller, written scroll with hides the boys orders from the group.
Personality: Anei is a very dark, brooding person. His dark demeanor can sometimes mask his overall analytic personality and quiet intellect. In reality the teen is still quite ruthless and deceptive, not anywhere near the sweet, caring boy his parents raised. Though, the boy does have quite a strong, natural charm to him, which seems to help in his 'grand plans'. He comes off as suave and sophisticated, if almost a shell of his former self.
He will do anything for his mission, believing this to come before everything else, possibly even human life. In some aspects one might think of him as the perfect shinobi, one who can and has sacrificed everything for his job, if unintentionally, and can completely block out the outside world so as to only concentrate on himself, his mission and most of all, his target.
Sometimes, talking to Anei is sort of like trying to talk to a brick wall, you will probably get no responce what so ever, this is because of the fact he had been trained by a group of thugs and assasins to become the perfect killing machine. In terms of battle he prefers to go straight for a quick, clean kill using his senbon to hit specific 'kill' spots than pull out a battle where he might not look so coo- he might become tired. *cough*
Background: The boy was born as Koji Tamura in a small village a short distance away from Konoha, of course even if you asked him he would not be able to tell you exactly where this village was, or what it was called. Though he moved at a young age to Konohagakure. His parents were not exactly the perfect couple, as they constantly bickered and fought, which was probably the main reason for the sheer terror the boy soon experienced on his journey.
As the peeks of Iwagakure grew ever closer to the tiny eyes of the young boy named Koji, which seemed to shine like a fairy had replaced the real eyes with two beautiful gems, yet another annoying, childish argument began between the two 'parents'. The man, named Kuro, was concentrating more on trying to win this fight with his wife than steering the horse-drawn cart the couple owned as a primary means of transportation.
This lack of concentration of Kuro's part caused the carts wheels to suddenly snapp, and the cart qto suddenly fall across a tall hill, flying down towards the ground in a wreckage of wood and dirt, a child's horrified screams being heard from the back, a couple screaming as their child slides out of the side of the cart, while they hang on for dear life, not even an attempt at saving the child being seen.
As the cart slid suddenly off of the muddy track of rode heading towards Konoha, the boy watched in sheer terror as the cart flew down the side of the cliff, his parents attempting to claw their ways back up the side of the cart in some sort of stricken attempt to save themselves. It was not to be though, as soon after the childs parents were both lost. The boy stood on the spot for almost two day, thumb in mouth and eyes still sparkling, hoping in vain that some sort of magical creature might just come along and save them both, and they would realise how childish they had been and reunite the happy family for ever.
Sadly, he soon realised that this was not to be. Another day passed as the boy became a little weaker with each passing hour, the cart's leftovers being nothing more than scraps. Thankfully for the boy a group of passing 'salesmen' found him on the eve of the fourth day and rescued him, taking him back to their small ship which was docked on a small Wharf a short ways away from Konoha.
Again, the boys life took a rather sickening turn. The men that had found the boy were not all he had hoped for. He soon realised they were nothing more than thugs and murderers, local assasins for hire from Amegakure who had been hiding out from the local police for crimes ranging from petty theft to cold-blooded murder. Soon after the boys fifth birthday he was taken away from his sub-par existance and smuggled through the country and toward Amegakure.
Here, along with a few other children his age, no older than eight, Koji was trained to become a special part of the small group, he was trained to be a heartless, cold-blooded killer, a pawn for the organisation. Specialised drugs were tested on him, toxins and tonics were all forced upon the child in hopes of creating some sort of super-killer, something that could easily defeat most any opponent, though to no avail. The drugs did have some obvious effects, as well as the training regime, as the boys skin became pale and his eyes darker, as-if they were the eyes of a dead-man, they were abscent and rather scary. His eyelashes grew thicker and black, taking on the appearance of one who wore make-up, and he was forced to smile constantly, as-if he was happy. For this reason and others, now he can never even read his own emotions, he does not become sad, or angry, or scared, he is like a zombie of sorts, his brain taking over his body completely.
Soon after his training was finished at the tender age of eight Koji, now named Anei Yure, was trained in his current Village's jutsu, so as to bring an illusion that he was actually a member of an Amegakure genin squad and allow him to further infiltrate Konoha for some random reason or another the slightly idiotic group had come up with.
A year later, after his training was completely, Anei was shipped off to Konoha with two of the other children and one of the 'minders' of the group to act as a new Genin team from said village. Again, their half-baked scheme was very easily sort out by the village guards and the man was quickly killed, while the three children were captured quietly. The first two children were easily identified by passers-by as two children who had been taken while their parents were busy dealing with shopping, or other children or even cooking, and were taken by the group in the blink of an eye. The third however, Anei, told the interrogating village Shinobi that he had no family, or friends, and no home to live in. So, the man took it upon himself to raise the child, who's name was kept as Yure Anei, in hopes that he could change the boys mentality and reform him into a typical, everyday child.
Sadly this was not to be as the boys mind had been harmed too harshly to become anything other than what it already way, a complete shell of a normal human mind. Instead, the man treated the odd child as his own, and raised him as such, whilst also training him to become an official Genin within the village. Soon after his capture, Anei was promoted into an official Konohagakure Genin, but for some odd reason was not placed on a team. This standing stuck for almost four years, until the boys fourteenth birthday. While he still has no team, he seems to be powerful enough to not really need one. Well, maybe?
Soon after becoming a Genin anei's adopted father was killed on a mission. Thanks to this the teen allowed himself to leave the village of Konoha and travel the world, at least for a short time. Now, after the assasination of some minor officials he had been charged with, Anei has become a D-ranked criminal, though could most probably be known as a bit stronger than this.
RP Sample: Kyogi was rather annoyed, he had been suddenly drafted in the middle of the bluddy night to deliver some package or another from his home on the borderlands of Iwagakure to a small, rather isolated village just inside the Land of Grass. He thought it rather odd that he was asked to deliver such a package actually, as most of the time his butler would have taken it, or maybe his father would have hired a delivery-nin to take the post. Either way he was here now, so he thought he should at the very least have a tiny bit of fun while he waited. He sighed lightly as his hand slowly slid down into his pouch, his finger working in a rather perculiar motion to untie a smaller box within said area. When opened the box would have five rather large, circular sweets with four different colors, the first a red, the second blue, the third a yellow and the fourth and final item a purple color, he would grin cutely as he pops the purple colroed sweet into his mouth, though he would realise that the confection was far too hard to eat at this point, the cold had hardened it so much it was almost freezing his tongue to it.
As his feet caused a sort of track through the obviously sparsely used bamboo forests of the Grass Country, Kyogi felt the presence of others around him, he knew he was not alone, it was almost painfully obvious that another, or a few others in this case, were tailing him. The worst thing about this particular situation was that Kyogi did not even know what was inside the box securely tightened to his now painful back. He slowly rattled the sweet around using his tongue, a clanking sound echoing around the truly deserted bamboo forest. As he walked the clinking grew louder. Step, step, step. Clink, clink, clink!. The sounds were a signal, he did not want to turn himself around and therefor tell the people following him that he knew of their presence, as this would most probably cause them to launch an attack, and he did not want to have to fight not one, but five shinobi he knew nothing about what so ever. It just didn't seem to him like such a great plan.
Soon though, after only about another minute or so more of walking the boys plan was decided as suddenly the air as well as the peaceful but rather tense silence was instantly cut by a soaring shuriken headed straight for the boys head. He turned as the shuriken came into about a ten foot distance from himself and inhaled heavily, before doing something rather odd. He spat the sweet out from his mouth and straight caused it to head onto a straight collision course for the kunai which was now in mid-air and about to strike him, which thankfully caused both items to go flying through the air. He turned suddenly as another was tossed towards him from said direction, near-instantly drawing a kunai and then with due consideration and aim, he would slash the kunai, thus deflecting the item out of the air and causing it to lightly hack into the side of a very large stem of bamboo. As a third shuriken cut a path to him, Kyogi was able to spy the person who had such aim as he be able to almost hit head dead-on, a short, rather thin man with a red techno-looking spectacle on his left eye and five more shuriken curled under the fingers of his right hand. Beside him was a very tall, and rather idiotic looking man with hairy knuckles and a large, thick sword which seemed to Kyogi like a Zanbato strapped to his hunched back.
"Kedi!" hissed the first, shorter man in a rather odd raspy voice as he pointed to the handsome blonde boy with what looked like a mix between and urn and a box strapped to his own back. He then nodded as spoke "You know what to do, fool! Now do it!" the man snapped furiously before the big lummocks seemed to slowly stomp towards the boy, who didn't know whether he should try and fight the two, or just sort of laugh his ass off at the two attempts to be shinobi. Sadly for Kyogi, his ego had gotten in the way, as the man suddenly charged forwards at insane speeds, his cleaver grabbed tightly between his huge mit-like hands, as he suddenly attempt to slice the blonde teen in two to end this quickly, causing the tiny man to squeel "YOU FOOL! THE BOX, THE BOX!!". To this Kyogi simply leapt to the right to dodge the oncoming blade, but was instantly met by a huge fist from the fool who seemed to know how to hold an eight foot sword steadily in one hand. Kyogi went flying backwards, having just enough awareness to remove the box and hold it tightly to his chest as he went flying into the ground with a painfull start. "ugh..damnit.." he spoke as he spat out a bit of blood, before slowly stand and tightening the box to his back.
After this he would slowly slide up to his feet, the huge bear of a man stomping his man towards him with rather odd speeds for a man of his size. As he was about to find out, Kyogi had a nice brain on his shoulders, and knew not to get too close to the huge man. "Haha! Come get me idiot!" he cried as he began to dash away from the large man, his eyes slowly closing to about half way, a highly determined look upon his face as he headed to a large canyon on the east side of the forest. The two men were hot on his tail, kunai flying everyone. One shuriken had made it's way towards kunai and strike him on the back of his left arm, causing him to growl out in pain, though simply gasped "I must protect this item..If I was asked and not a postman..then it must be important.."
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