Team 7

[Princess Shiko]

Were these two different characters, in a completely different setting, Misato would now be turning to Kajika and saying 'Ford, I think I'm a sofa.' Or possibly Kajika would be saying 'Arthur, you're turning into a penguin. Stop it.' However it isn't. Instead of that witty dialogue, Misato merely said:

"Well.. this is different. Prepare yourself. I have a feeling we're in for something."

[Musashi]

Kajika prepared herself! With one handful of shuriken, and the other full of kunai.

"I think we've been in for something since we started..."

[Xia]

"...ok, lesson two will have to be 'when to run, when to fight'"

* Mai finishes the hand seals, and the darkness overtakes the two of them, continuing on behind them until all that surrounds them is darkness...they cant even see each other *

[Princess Shiko]

Misato threw herself to the ground, rolled forwards, and stabbed outwards with one of her kunai.

[Musashi]

Kajika crouched down low and threw her handful of shuriken forward into the darkness. Then she scooted around slowly, using her free hand to try and find Misato, or a wall, or /something./

[Xia]

"You know, if you just wave around your kunai like that, not paying attention, you're gonna end up stabbing someone by accident..."

The 2 girls hear Mai's voice right next to them.

[Frost]

Misato almost threw her kunai at the voice, but checked herself before doing so. She didn't know where Kajika was, and didn't want to risk hitting her... and besides, just because it SOUNDED like Mai had been there, didn't mean that she actually was. Instead, she holstered the kunai and swung a leg around at where the voice had come from, going for a trip attack.

[Musashi]

Kajika paused at the sound of Mai's voice. Not knowing if it really was her or not, she turned toward the voice and took a defensive position, waiting to see if anything would come at her.

[Xia]

hmmm...these girls need a taste of what failure feels like...

Now...I know its pitch black, but if it wasn't, you wouldn't be able to tell what her hands were doing, blurring through a set of seals...

Immediately Kajika and Misato find themselves each in a closed room, comfortably lit, and alone.

In front of Kajika is Chuusa, pinned to the wall by all the shuriken's she haphazzardly through, bloodied and apperently dead.

In the room with Misato, her kick lands...knocks Chuusa against a wall. Misato notices that he has a kunai buried in his stomach, from when she blindly thrust out...

[Goose]

"Nnnnnn..."

The young ninja boy wakes up groggily with a headache and a sore jaw. He is slouched with his back to the wall, rubbing his chin. He sets his arm down to rest and starts complaining.

"What a cheap...!!"

His hand lands in a lukewarm liquid. It's thick and reflects little of the barely visible light in the room. He recognizes it as blood, and checks himself over in a hurry... he isn't bleeding. He snaps his head forward at the sound of hurried hands forming ninjitsu seals. It's his Jounin instructor, with the dead bodies of Kajika and Misato next to her. His eyes widen in horror, and starts trembling.

"Y...you're insane!!"

Chuusa makes no effort to defend himself, half because of fear, half because there's no move to make... he's cornered by a superior ninja, and realizes he is about to die. He closes his eyes tight, grits his teeth in anticipation of the pain, and prays.

[Frost]

The sight of Chuusa bloodied and broken gave Misato pause. Staggering backwards, she gritted her teeth, and ran up tothe fallen comrade. Chuusa may have been a self-centred womanizing pr- er.. jerk, but he was tough. If anyone could survive a kunai in the stomach, it would be him.

A kunai in the stomach? The thought gave her pause.

She hadn't thrown the kunai. Nor had she felt it connect with anything. In fact, she'd pocketed it. Yet there it was, buried in his stomach. She reached back, to touch the kunai that she had swiped with, still in her pocket.

Come to think of it, the scene change had been pretty damn rapid too. She KNEW that Kajika had been within eyesight a moment gao.

Conclusion: Someone, probably the Jounin, was playing silly buggers. She didn't know for certain that someone ELSE hadn't stabbed Chuusa... but she knew that she hadn't. Grabbing some medical supplies from her pack, she put pressure on the wound.

[Musashi]

Kajika blinkblinked at the pinned-to-the-wall Chuusa. She rubbed her eyes, then blinked again.

"...Dammit!"

She didn't particularly like Chuusa, but she didn't want him /dead./ The ninjagirl ran up to him, and attempted to pull the shuriken from his body and get him down.

[Xia]

When Misato approaches the body, a set of shurikens come from behind, clanging against the wall, near missing both Misato and Chuusa's body.

--

When Kajika goes to remove the shurikens, a kunai wizzes past her head, near miss...

--

Mai finishes her set of seals and turns to face Chuusa

"Open your eyes boy"

[Goose]

Chuusa forces his eyes open... Why would she ask him to do that... is she offering mercy? No, if that were so she wouldn't have killed the others. It's up to him to save his own life. "The Kokuangyo...? No, it won't work, she can't see in the first place..." he thinks to himself, "I have to wait for a chance to strike her with my blades, it's my only chance..."

He realizes that his best chance may have already passed him, when Mia was performing seals. Acknowledging that he was too scared to move, he steels himself and watches closely for a chance to counterattack. He moves his shuddering leg up a bit to give him a chance to strike quickly.

"I...If you're gonna do it, get it over with, you crazy hag."

It's easy to be annoying when the sun is shining, but a true smartass makes endangering quips when the chips are down.

[Xia]

"You need to get better at recognizing genjutsu"

Mai reaches out and flicks Chuusa on the nose, the scene dissolving around the boy. when reality reforms, he is laying against a wall where she originally knocked him out. Kajika and Misato are not in the vicinity, but Mai is standing near him, back facing him, 'looking' down a pitch black hallway.