Rather annoyed that Kaji had exactly been around in a few hours to check on him, Umashi made a mental note in his head to remind the guard of the Kage just what guarding the Kage meant. Settling into a nighttime routine, Umashi yawned before turning out the lights and lulled himself into a slumber while thinking of all the things that still needed to be done back home. Before long he was snoring and clearly enjoying his sleep. While a loud sleeper, Umashi wasn’t exactly a light sleeper which most probably didn’t know, especially the one who’s hand reached out to draw the blade in its hand towards the Hokage’s neck. It was the slight creaking on the floorboards that instantly caused Umashi to stop snoring and lazily open his eyes.
While not one with perfect night vision, Umashi had vision enough to notice the difference between the shadow of a assorted things in his room and that which was clearly the body of someone who wasn’t a piece of furniture. Without so much as a thought, Umashi closed his eyes again as the assassin stopped just barely confused enough question if the Hokage was back to sleep again. Releasing chakra in a controlled burst outwards, Umashi threw off the covers on the bed and leaped into action as he instantly targeted the blade and smacked it away. Landing on his feet in the middle of the room, he sized up the opposition and counted two assassins but he couldn’t be sure that there weren’t more.
An inside job of Kumo’s or was it simply some political right winger trying to cause an incident. Assuming a defensive stance, didn’t care to ask any questions as he noticed that he hadn’t equipped his left arm in all the commotion. Cursing to himself he didn’t have time to think about grabbing it from the side of his bed before he was assaulted with a flurry of punches and kicks. Attempting to parry them with his left bicep cursed himself again as an attempted strike was made at the area where his left forearm should have been. If his assailants weren’t aware of his disability then he was going to use this to his advantage. Locking upper arm to upper arm with the taijutsu assassin he spin and twisted as he tripped the fighter and forced him to the small fur rug beside the bed.
With a deft lacing of chakra around his foot, Umashi stomped down hard on the assailants back. Not allowing him time to breathe though, Umashi caught the tell-tale crackling of lightning chakra before he tried to grab and reverse a chidori strike aimed at his heart. Crying out as his hand was paralyzed from the innate lightning chakra nature, Umashi lashed out with more gravitational chakra attack of his own and raised the man high above his head and he forced him to the ceiling. Planting him there, Umashi spoke to both of them. “Who sent you?” However before he could get an answer, a third assailant rushed his mid-section and tackled him to the floor, releasing his two captives.
Rolling to his feet, Umashi landed by his prosthetic and reached out to equip it as he sized up the triple threat that was before him. The now three assassins had managed to get to their feet and were quickly conversing between each other in an undertone that he couldn’t understand. Before he could formulate a plan, they melted into the shadows. Disappearing from view, one after another they appeared again, quickly closing in on the space that had been created between them. Timing his strike Umashi reached out with his prosthetic left arm and grabbed one seemingly out of thin air by the throat.
Locking the man into place via kinetic chakra, Umashi spun around the assassin and used the assassin as a weapon against his own allies as Umashi used the body to absorb the blow of an incoming attack. Sending chakra into his right hand, Umashi created a small but efficient barrier and blocked another elemental strike at him. Warding off attack after attack, Umashi found himself fighting against a tide of shadows that never seemed to end. Spinning and dodging attacks, for every assassin that he seemed to put down, two more would pop up in the same place. The darkness seemed to grow to a suffocating degree as soon Umashi found that he could make out no light and was only fighting by the sheer willpower of moving against a growing tide.
OOC: Entered
While not one with perfect night vision, Umashi had vision enough to notice the difference between the shadow of a assorted things in his room and that which was clearly the body of someone who wasn’t a piece of furniture. Without so much as a thought, Umashi closed his eyes again as the assassin stopped just barely confused enough question if the Hokage was back to sleep again. Releasing chakra in a controlled burst outwards, Umashi threw off the covers on the bed and leaped into action as he instantly targeted the blade and smacked it away. Landing on his feet in the middle of the room, he sized up the opposition and counted two assassins but he couldn’t be sure that there weren’t more.
An inside job of Kumo’s or was it simply some political right winger trying to cause an incident. Assuming a defensive stance, didn’t care to ask any questions as he noticed that he hadn’t equipped his left arm in all the commotion. Cursing to himself he didn’t have time to think about grabbing it from the side of his bed before he was assaulted with a flurry of punches and kicks. Attempting to parry them with his left bicep cursed himself again as an attempted strike was made at the area where his left forearm should have been. If his assailants weren’t aware of his disability then he was going to use this to his advantage. Locking upper arm to upper arm with the taijutsu assassin he spin and twisted as he tripped the fighter and forced him to the small fur rug beside the bed.
With a deft lacing of chakra around his foot, Umashi stomped down hard on the assailants back. Not allowing him time to breathe though, Umashi caught the tell-tale crackling of lightning chakra before he tried to grab and reverse a chidori strike aimed at his heart. Crying out as his hand was paralyzed from the innate lightning chakra nature, Umashi lashed out with more gravitational chakra attack of his own and raised the man high above his head and he forced him to the ceiling. Planting him there, Umashi spoke to both of them. “Who sent you?” However before he could get an answer, a third assailant rushed his mid-section and tackled him to the floor, releasing his two captives.
Rolling to his feet, Umashi landed by his prosthetic and reached out to equip it as he sized up the triple threat that was before him. The now three assassins had managed to get to their feet and were quickly conversing between each other in an undertone that he couldn’t understand. Before he could formulate a plan, they melted into the shadows. Disappearing from view, one after another they appeared again, quickly closing in on the space that had been created between them. Timing his strike Umashi reached out with his prosthetic left arm and grabbed one seemingly out of thin air by the throat.
Locking the man into place via kinetic chakra, Umashi spun around the assassin and used the assassin as a weapon against his own allies as Umashi used the body to absorb the blow of an incoming attack. Sending chakra into his right hand, Umashi created a small but efficient barrier and blocked another elemental strike at him. Warding off attack after attack, Umashi found himself fighting against a tide of shadows that never seemed to end. Spinning and dodging attacks, for every assassin that he seemed to put down, two more would pop up in the same place. The darkness seemed to grow to a suffocating degree as soon Umashi found that he could make out no light and was only fighting by the sheer willpower of moving against a growing tide.
OOC: Entered