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“That entirely depends. What are you doing here?”
There was a period of time when Nobara would have been the bright young upstart regardless of circumstances and done all she could to enforce the law and drag her in to meet her kage, but she was grown now. Embittered even further. Unless it was of serious threat, she wasen’t going to go ratting on people just to make those assholes happy.
Kugisaki kept her hammer at her side but made no move to attack. Leaf ninja. Might be here to assassinate someone. Maybe someone that would be helpful to both villages. Might be for politics. Might be something worth caring about.
“And don’t lie to me. I’m not an idiot, so don’t even try old man.”
She knew better as well than to think this ninja frail due to his disability. Those scars….he’d clearly lived through some terrible things. That made him all the more dangerous.
That… Was entirely none of her business. Secrets like the one he had were dangerous, to keep and to reveal. Working as protection, a bodyguard, to such a high profile target was something that could only make him more of a target if anyone knew. A brow quirks, and he sighs heavily from his scarred lips. A shrug of his good shoulder, his features softening.
“I’m not here to hurt anyone, if that’s what you’re wondering. But I can’t very well fully reveal why I am here. Kind of defeats the purpose of being a shinobi, doesn’t it?”
She’s young, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t dangerous. Plenty of young shinobi were stronger than he or his peers were at that age. So there would be no reason to underestimate her. But the grimace that catches his face is fleeting, a smile cutting across his features.
“Let’s just say I’m afraid I got lost on the path of life.” There’s still no need for violence, he doesn’t make a move for any weapons. His ninja tool arm still loose at his side. There was no need for escalation–”
"You've got a stupid idea of what a shinobi is supposed to be if that's what you think. Ninja should be protectors. There shouldn't be anything to lie about or hide." Obviously a very unpopular opinion that many couldn't take seriously until she made them. But that's what she believed in and nobody was going to twist that in her. All of the lying and hiding was what caused all of the bullshit to flourish from the start.
"I have no reason to believe you because, you're not being open and honest with me." Nobara truthfully couldn't care less if he was here to kill the kage to be frank, but what he said rubbed her wrong. She wasent some idiot nor some little girl. "I'm not just gonna let you talk down to me and, go on your merry way. This is my village and, you're gonna report to me what I asked. Got it?"
had a great bday weekend. starting into schoolwork and back into the work grind tomorrow, but i should have a head again to do some posting/make aus for bnha/bleach.
takizombie:
Three chakra bombs of some kind strike at him from the trees. Shoulder, and two mid-back. Were he any sort of normal man they’d probably have him burst to some kind of gelatinous mess. Shinobi these days. So goddamned infuriating, thinking he’d go down so easy after all the things he’d survived. Stuff that would curdle them to the bone just from sight alone. So here he lay, in ‘pieces’ strewn across the forest floor, wild tendrils lashing about separated from his body.
“I hope that’s not the best you’ve got.”
It takes about a second before all of his pieces and bits are being yanked by the thin wiry strings back together. The rag doll form of this massive zombie thing fully reconstructed, not even a single heart out of place, but the wild tendrils peck and writhe underneath his skin, pressing through the gaps in his stitches. Eyes narrow, and he rolls his neck. More annoyed than in any sort of pain. That was the glory of this stolen forbidden jutsu, wasn’t it?
“Because all you’ve done is made me mad.”
Holy shit....Even seeing the parts that made up this thing was horrifying enough. There was no blood. No gore. Just flesh and .... string???...and some organs.
‘What...the hell?’
So the rumors were true. What was but superstition and overinflated rumors turned out to be more right than wrong. The Akatsuki were really just a group of monsters. He just brought himself back together like some kind of stitched up doll. Fuck. No. Calm down. Get it together. Just because he fucked himself up, just because he’s hard to kill, doesn’t mean he’s immortal. Try again.
“Big deal. As if I care how you feel.” She’d been too distracted, too horrified by what she was witnessing, to grab for something of his. Next time, she wouldn’t be. Nobara raised another set of nails held aloft by chakra. “How about instead of complaining, you do something about it.” And she cracked them at his body prepared to make them explode the same as before.
★ 15 DAYS CHALLENGE OF JUJUTSU KAISEN ★
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⤷ DAY 2: Favorite Female Character: ❤ Kugisaki Nobara ❤
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“You’re going to die? I’m going to die!”
The Summer Tokyo heat was bordering on nigh unbearable. With a day’s worth of toiling beneath the garish sun in mind, such a declaration could surely be considered no less than apt.
As per usual, no time was wasted in joining in on his student’s antics. Unsurprisingly, he too had developed an acute and abruptly insatiable craving for a mango smoothie- a slushee to be exact, and he wouldn’t say no to a scoop of ice cream if the option were to become available.
Fortunately, the great Satoru Gojo spent much of his time touring the local food-scene. If all went well, nobody would die of smoothie-scarcity related hardship quite yet.
“I know just the place!”
Her hanging became a crushing hug that no doubt Gojo could take with no problem so why bother making it a comfortable , or breathable, or nonfatal.”Your incredible brain continues to keep me alive to this day! How have I lived without your guidance?!” The real question of the century. How could anyone live without Gojo to guide them to delicious fruity treats?
Nobara peeled herself from her teacher to pose then a question that she asked nearly any time they went to eat together, in a group or just them.
“You’re gonna pay, right sensei?”
You would never expect your poor, overworked student to have to shell out money for this, would you?
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He’s far from home, admittedly. A Konoha shinobi under normal circumstances should not be out this far into territory that his village wasn’t exactly on friendly terms with. But to be honest, normal circumstances had long since passed them and the world by. Getting spotted just meant he’d gotten sloppy since his ANBU days, which was frustrating beyond belief. Really hoped age wasn’t catching up to him.
“I don’t suppose we could pretend like I’m not here, could we?”
“That entirely depends. What are you doing here?”
There was a period of time when Nobara would have been the bright young upstart regardless of circumstances and done all she could to enforce the law and drag her in to meet her kage, but she was grown now. Embittered even further. Unless it was of serious threat, she wasen’t going to go ratting on people just to make those assholes happy.
Kugisaki kept her hammer at her side but made no move to attack. Leaf ninja. Might be here to assassinate someone. Maybe someone that would be helpful to both villages. Might be for politics. Might be something worth caring about.
“And don’t lie to me. I’m not an idiot, so don’t even try old man.”
She knew better as well than to think this ninja frail due to his disability. Those scars....he’d clearly lived through some terrible things. That made him all the more dangerous.
Our girl really popped off for the last episode
@takizombie
The Akatsuki were all monsters. Bloodthirsty killers who slaughtered everyone indiscriminately for their own gain regardless of innocence. The worst of the worst come together for a terrible goal that could be none other than mass destruction. She had no willingness to stand back and hunt for cats while more and more people died. She was a ninja. She was meant to do something about it. And she would, no matter what it took.
From the tree branch she dove cracking 3 nails at her target, an Akatsuki she’d been tracking whom she had no name for. Whether they hit or not was no difference for her. Hairpin Jutsu. Massive chakra explosions erupted capable of blowing a human body to pieces.
nobara. nobara please
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What’s this ? Another poor unfortunate soul tapping at the door of his SLAUGHTERHOUSE in search of absolution? The Jashinist turns to face the delinquent, and should the girl choose to look closely enough, she’d notice the blood and gore that’s strewn across him head to toe. Surely a grisly scene ; made even more so by the upward curl of his lips into a grin as he laughs, mockingly so, at her pitiful attempts to insult him.
❝ Tough talk for a little girl. ❞ Retorts a smug and wicked tone, the handle of his scythe resting casually upon his shoulder - as if it were apart of him and not some giant, menacing creation of iron. ❝ You look like my next sacrifice. Hope you’re a screamer. ❞
“If you want me to fake it for you, sorry to say I’m not that type of girl.”
She’s not surprised to see him look so disgusting, so vile in human blood. And no doubt it was human. Soon enough he would be covered in his own if she had anything to say, and maybe she would look like him at the end of it.
Nobara played it cool, arrogantly even, but she was evaluating that weapon as they exchanged words. Three prongs. Not alot of space between them. A cord. What was the gimmick with it? Tricks? It wouldn’t be efficient for killing, she couldn’t imagine.
She pulled out her hammer and held it at her side. At first, Nobara looked as though she were bracing herself, preparing for a defensive stance. Instead, however, a nail was raised and cracked across the space between them aiming for the center of his chest.
OK SO i lost all threads and posts from my last account so if anyone wants to continue a thread, plz lemme know
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