A Thoughtful Gesture [Private]

[Reoku]

The sky was growing dark, the glistening sparkles in the dimlit sky begun to hung over the horizon as it was mere minutes from days end, the moon became the dominate source in the sky but the sun cascaded twilight of colors over the cloudy sky... it was perfect... least it would be for most but this night was a bad night, this night was anniversary of sorts, it was Reoku's pet cat died.. and Reoku was mourning for its loss, though heavily over dramatic, still... it was slightly bit dangerous to have the fire breathing ninja ingest large amounts of alcohol...

An hour passed and Reoku found himself stumbling though the grand stands of the arena where chuunin exams historically were held, included his own.. and brandishing a bottle of hard liquor Reoku jumped down nearly 40 some ft and landed with grace of a feline himself, only to fall on his butt shortly after...

'Maaaaaan' come on...' Reoku looked down as he spilled from of his drink on his stomach and watched it boil away off his skin, frustrated Reoku leap up on his feet and turned the bottle to the sky as Reoku drank the contents 40 oz bottle into his stomach and watched the world go to fuzz,

-Reoku Passed out, Someone else Woke up...-

"YEEEEAAAAAASH" Reoku yelled at top of his lungs nearly shaking the walls from the vibration of his shout, beating his chest over and over like a primal ape and spewing firey spit form his mouth, the area was lit ablaze as nearby saturated lamp oil spilled around the area over years and years of abuse lit up in a elongated ring of fire...

Setting off fireworks as high as the eyes could see, 20-30 explosions went off like a festival of lights, it was a sight to be had but in a loud shout Reoku's chakra went wild and erupted in a large bloom of fire and haze as Mantle of flame cascaded off Reokus body and send his clothes flying off leaving only his pants and 1 shoe left on his body, the sand nearby began to crystallize and glass over and nearby water boiled to a mist as the intense heat began to boil away even the oxygen within the nearby surroundings.. but the true question to be told...

Was this Reoku, or was this the Phoenix... as a large tower of twisted Flame pillared into the dimlit sky as the fire shot up higher then the arena, higher then the hokage monument, towering the heavens....

At First glance Reoku's eyes were white, almost rolled back, everything was tense, even the ink that was tattoo'd onto Reokus chest with the leaf symbol began to melt away as the ink began to evaporate, the devil was in the details, and was surely a sight to behold as the pyromaniac was making his debut.

"Time to cut loose"

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MFT 489

 

[Kato Hana]

It was hard to miss the scene; someone was truly making a spectacle of themselves. As the night sky lit up more and more as time went on it was clear this was not going to end soon. As Manzo traveled to the source of the commotion he wondered what could possibly be going on.

It soon became clear long before he could see the person causing the problem, Manzo could smell where the problem was coming from. The smell of alcohol was all around the area, most likely from the empty containers all around. As Manzo spotted him, he briefly wondered how this person still had alcohol still in his system with the heat he was putting out.

Always with the fire users, I really need to invest some time in water jutsu he thought to himself.

It seemed to Manzo that this situation was not going to be solved by words alone, at least not at first. He may not be here, as an ANBU but that did not mean that he could not intervene. With the amount of heat, this person was putting out and the fire displays it was only a matter of time before someone got hurt.

All of a sudden, the ground around the fire user started to break apart then fly towards him, almost as if he was creating his own gravitational pull for the ground around him. In no time he would be buried in the earth, unable to move. Unless he could escape of course.

”Any chance you want to calm down, You keep this up you are likely to hurt some innocent bystander. “ It was a voice not said not in condemnation or with anger but with calmness. hopefully this shinobi had a reason for this and not just random drunkenness.

[ooc]

Spoiler

Used Chibaku Tensei

 

[Reoku]

What, who huh... Reoku opening his eyes at the darkness swallowed him whole, it was quite the experience something no one would forget, maybe if they're blood wasn't diluted to the brink maybe they would remember, but in the darkness a small kitty made itself visible to Reoku as the two exchanged words in what would seem like a twilight of realism, time stood still as the two got equated once again.

'Reoku that man outside stepped on my tail, it hurt really bad, please hurt him.' The whites of his eyes glistened with intensity as the fire resumed with extreme intensity, from the outside it would appear like a mail-storm of colors overtook the arena as the ground went molten and streams of orange and red veined the ground until a massive eruption of fire and ash exploded into the sky and Reoku leaping into the air with a new sense of vigor only landing 10 ft away from his assailant, but to his best efforts and mostly do to his disillusion sense of awareness Reoku pointed to the chair the opposite direction of where 'Manzo' was and shouted

"YOU, you hurt my kitty... Ill make you pay, he was my dearest friend... you fiend..." Ending with a pail-green skinned appearance, Reoku let out a gag followed by puking up a vile abomination of liquid as his belched up a considerable amount of stomach acid and alcohol onto the ground turning around making eye contact with 'Manzo' and falling down onto one knee Reokus flame simmered down to a small aura but the heat given off did not dull itself down.

"You ugh, you'll not get AWAY WITH THIS AGGHHHHHHHH" Letting out a massive boast Reoku's spirit built itself back up and some sense of sanity returned to him as he began to question his consciousness, but it was overwhelmed by the rage he felt.


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MFT WC: 316

 

[Kato Hana]

The smells that was coming off this drunk were starting to turn Mano’s stomach. It was obvious that he needed to sober up, and sober up away from people that he could hurt.

That observation was made even before the drunk started to yell.. at an empty chair. Manzo started to look around for a cat just to make sure he hadn’t’ missed it. Animals were innocent bystanders as well.

It was impressive that the man broke free of his bind, granted Manzo was not the strongest ninjutsu user around but the way he broke through it with ease, it was obvious that the man had power.

Trying one last thing on the ‘easy way’ list he pulled out a genjutsu from his bag of tricks, trying to get the drunk to fall asleep. As long as that was the case he could take him back to the drunk tank to let him sober up, then deal with him. Gentutsu was his weakest tool though so Manzo was not sure if this would work. If it did not then he would just have to do things the hard way.

”Its ok your cat is ok.“ would be the last thing the drunk would hear if he succumbed to the Temple of Nirvana jutsu.

Hopefully this did not make things worse.

 

[Reoku]

Reoku was looking at the skies rip into cascade illusion as the realms of his consciousness was fighting him with extreme intensity as the gray over his eye began to drag him into a abyss of slumber the thought of what was to come woke Reoku up from his illusion and and he saw the man try and coast him into a delightful slumber as he spoke the words that broke his sanity

Its ok your cat is ok... These words blew up Reoku full of Rage as at this point he begun to attack Manzo with a fury he never felt before...

Reoku woke up and he was pissed.

[Callin Bmod] - [Lets have some fun kay]

 

[Kato Hana]

Manzo had tried to handle this man by giving him the easy way out. But for everything he did he seemed to face a man on fire that did not want to be calmed. That was ok. When the nice way fails there is always a chance to fall back to the hard way.

Manzo liked the hard way anyway.

The nice things Manzo had done was far from Manzo’s expertise, though it also kept him from having to deal with the hated fire. Perhaps it was the Will of Fire that surrounded the leaf but it seemed that everyone had an affinity for fire, an element that Manzo hated.

Using that hatred, he started to manipulate the energy inside himself until he started to grow into a giant. It may make him easier to hit but being a giant certainly had some advantages. His next step was to open one of his chakra gates using the pressure to create a slight crater into the ground and if the drunk wasn’t careful might just knock him off his feet. ” I tried to be nice but I can’t have you spewing fire all over the place, innocents are likely to get hurt. “ He had made himself a giant of a target. It was now up to the drunk to make the next choice, was he going to calm down or escalate things.


[ooc: I don’t know when I am going to be free for a b-mod, didn’t want this topic to just die]

 

[Reoku]

((OOC: Since your leaving area lets end it here))

Falling on his face, Reoku felt the ground give way and with the force of his own momentum, he hit the ground with enough energy to level a small building, it was a sad state as here they stood ready to go, but Reoku was just not in it as it would seem.

Sobering up Reoku looked up at the man as he felt like he was broken again from a bad fight all he could think of was 'Well crap, that sucked'

"So, you kicked my ass... thats great.. maybe next time we can have a fair go.. ugh" Grunting as he felt his chakra go into flux, Reoku finally succumbed to the earlier sleep genjutsu and laid there face in the dirt until the following morning.

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[Kato Hana]

Manzo stood in his stance ready to fight until his opponent fell face first into the dirt. It was a little suppressing but hey at least his job was almost done.


” Sounds like fun. In the meantime, dream well and sleep deep. Hopefully there won’t’ be a hangover in the morning. “

As the man started sleeping Mazno looked at him and realized he couldn’t just let him sleep in the dirt like this. Picking him up he carried him back to the drunk tank and let him sleep in there. The doors were open so he could leave at any time but at least the bed was softer than the ground and there was a blanket if he needed.

Manzo would have to look him up in the future to check on how he was doing.

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