Sako landed and the chain momentarily grew slack. She frowned slightly, not liking it. She leapt upwards again, with great expectancy of Miso freeing herself from Sako's grasp.
She wasn't disappointed. Miso's fist slammed into Kaoru's right shoulderblade, turning him aside, with a final flick of her foot, she freed herself. Sako grinned wolfishly and landed sideways on the trunk of a nearby tree. Kaoru gracefully twisted around and leapt into the air. Sako used her chain like a whip, and the great panther snapped at the tip, clipping it onto his harness.
Even before Kaoru landed, Sako was flying again, straight towards the recovering Miso. Her steps were sure, and Kaoru flew like death itself behind her, the chain glinting between them.

OOC: PLEASE! sixnine, choose a gender for Miso! you keep changing "her" to "him" in the middle of your posts :p

Miso landed shortly after she broke free of Sako's chain. As it stood, Miso could'nt track Sako's reaction until she heard the chain ruslting. Miso held on her position, concentrating on finding out exactly where Sako was. And that meant sperating it from Kaoru's and risking being blindsieded again.

To Miso's surprise, Both of them were coming at her again. Sako was in front, her footsteps told Miso that much. Sako still had that chain too.

Miso continued to wait for Sako's approach, trying to wait for the absolute last moment to attack.

"Konoha Whirlwind" Miso started with a spinning kick in mid-air. As she landed, she crouched onto the ground and preformed another spinning kick. A backup in cased she missed...plus she didn't want to be caught up in that chain again

[OOC:] Pyros, that is a little something I like to call "godmodding," in which you direct the actions of another person's character, during a hit. Now, I'll let it go this time, considering I didn't want to show until you wanted me to, but remember that you are in control of your guy and your guy alone, not mine.

Besides, what fun is it for me if I'm not the one making Kyasshu stumble around?[/OOC]

Kyasshu got up and dusted himself off. "Yo, Istus! You gotta tell those trees to watch where they're goin', one came outta nowhere and knocked me over!"

He then glanced up and noticed Ssith on his head. Unafraid, Kyasshu petted the snake on the head. "Looks like the tree got you, too." He grinned, oblivious to Istus' reaction. "Poor guy. You gotta tell Mr. Inconsiderate over here to mind his gardening. Good thing I caught you with my head, otherwise you might've gotten hurt."

OOC: Sry I didn't mean to god mode. I just wanted it as a joke.

As Ssith slithers off of kyasshu and back over, Istus thought 'Well of COURSE of the drunk man wouldn't get startled'. Picking Ssith up and letting him slide back into his tunic Istus said "So where do you want to do this?"

Dou affected a cimically exaggerated old-martial-arts-master Oriental accent and stroked a nonexistent beard. Well, technically he had a beard, but comparing the stuff on his face to even a moustache was like drawing a comparison between Konoha and the Country of Sand.

"Of course, grasshopper. First lesson of grabbing ass is knowing that you want grab ass. Most people no believe that. Most people chicken out. Secret of true ass master is will to grab. Now tell me, why you want learn jutsu again?"

Kyocho's face reddened, remembering once again why he was in this predicament. OF course, he wasn't about to tell Dou that he lost a bet; especially not what the bet was about.

So, he took a deep breath, knowing that Dou wouldn't give up until he yelled something drastic. He wondered how bad his reputation would be ruined after this. "Dou-sensei...I WANT TO GRAB SOME ASS!!!"

The Yakushi grinned and folded his arms.

"No need to call me sensei, we're all friends here."

He pointed at a jounin lady, who was covering her face with her hand. Dou could not for the life of him figure out how she managed to laugh without a sound, but her eyes told the entire story.. Beside her, her class of girls were giggling as only girls could.

"...of course, once word of this gets around, the number of female friends you have might drop somewhat..."

OOC: fantastic :D two clowns at work.

Oh crap! Sako thought as her instincts went overdrive. A loop of chain got caught in Miso’s second spinning kick. Subject to the force of the kick, Sako and Kaoru were whipped around and slammed uncomfortably together. She grimaced. That’s gotta leave a big bruise all down the left side of my body, she thought.
Catching Kaoru’s eye, Sako winked one eye, signalling him to detach himself. With another snap of his jaws, he broke free, and flew away. Left on the chain herself, she gripped on grimly with her half-glove.
Suddenly, her body became a single sinuous piece of muscle, twisting and wrenching around. The chain twisted as she spun, the chain snagging. The other half end of the chain that had been loosened from Kaoru’s grip whipped around. Looks like I’ll have to improvise my Boa Constrictor. Meh, it’s always a good time to try stuff when you’re spinning around at high speed.
She caught the other end of the loose chain and snapped her legs up.
“Kaoru! Heel!”
The panther leapt high and slammed into her legs, causing her to fly up. Caught in the chain again, Miso was jerked upwards and around in a full circle.
That was when Kaoru came at Miso again, intending to finish his previous command of maul.

Again? Miso had really grown to despise being flung into the air like some rag doll, especially in such S&M situations. As she struggled to free her legs again, she narrowly avoided Kaoru's attepmts to attack her. Sako really needed to brush Kaoru's teeth some time. Before trying to free her legs, Miso rummaged through her jacket and pulled out a breath mint. "Begone breath of rancid meat"

With her exclamation she through the mint at Kaoru, whom had opened his jaw in preperation for another attack. Miso started climbing up her own body and reached for her ankles, trying to give herself some flack so she could weasel out. No good, the vice on her legs were tighter than the last time. Well, if you can't escape a weapon... Miso unholstered the Large Shuriken off her back, aiming for a peice of chain below her feet Break the damn weapon She slashed at the chain links, trying to pry herself free before "rancid breath" could turn her into his personal chew toy. Miso's work was rewarded, and although she recieved a few parting gifts from Kaoru, managed to escape back to the ground. Miso created two replications. If she was lucky, it would nail her opening for her last technique "world of darkness"

Sako hit the ground. Hard. She grimaced as the shock of recoil jolted up her legs, but she leapt up again. She swore openly. This is gonna take two days to fix! she stared for a split second at her ruined chain, dismay written across her face. Then she turned to face her foe.
Only to find three Miso's staring sightlessly back at her. She swore again, this time able to churn up some rather unpleasant words that could cause those naughty boys to blush. Not good. Need to act fast.
"Kaoru!" she jerked her head. The panther appeared at her side, as deadly as ever, trying to spit out something.
"[Bloody kid threw a mint into my mouth,]" he muttered, trying to spit out the disgusting thing.
"Great, now my second secret weapon is nullified," Sako rolled her eyes and commented sarcastically, then dropped her voice low.
"Gatsuuga. Now." Kaoru nodded and braced himself. Sako unbuttoned her coat and threw it aside. She popped a soldier's pill into her mouth and cracked it, feeling the energy rush into her even as she swallowed. Her body burned with blue chakra. She knelt on top of Kaoru and did the very few hand seals that was required for her to change.
*Poof!*
The cloak landed on the ground, and two spinning, ravenous claws and jaws spun in their dangerous dance towards the three Misos. Namely, aimed for one of them, because they could smell her realness.

OOC: they can Sense Miso vaguely when in gatsuuga, so they will always come back at her. I'm not sure what world of darkness can do, but Sako and Kaoru have a keen sense of smell too.

Kyasshu walked up (in his drunken gait, of course) and said "Meh, I don't feel like it right now. I think there's better ways to train then beating each other up." Kyasshu then leaned closer and grinned. "Besides, we don't want people seeing our jutsus, eh?"

[OOC:] I think it would be best to let time advance after Sako and Miso's fight, thus why I don't want to spar myself. I think this intro's been around for long enough. [/OOC]

"Your probaly right. I will see you tommorow" Istus stated.

OOC:Yah this really should advance. It's been stuck on this day for weeks.

"In any case, Kyocho, there's more to being unseen than just turning invisible. You have to be quiet and subtle too. If you've played Iron Cog Liquid 3 you'll get my meaning - don't make noise, don't stand out, don't move around in others' line of sight, because however good your camouflage is, it won't help if you're out there dancing in front of him."

He stopped to take a breath.

"Is there anything else we should be doing?"

Kyocho laughed weakly. "I think...I'll head home now. We'll talk later, those girls have been looking at me funnily for too long.

"See you Hentai-sensei." With a wave, Kyocho walked away, keeping his face hidden as best as he could.

Miso needed to end this...quickly. Sako and her pet had given her much more trouble than she anticipated. Not so much Sako, she expected that fighting style from her, but her panther had proven to be a very effective weapon. The damage to her shoulder was enough verifacation for that fact. Chances were that Miso already lost the spar, but she had seen enough of Sako's fighting to plan for the next time.

SHe'd take out Sako first. If she could hinder one hunter, the could conentrate on the other. Sako was, above everything else , still human. Miso would guess that the sun would give Sako's shadow a slant in any given direction. But Miso could'nt tell where the sun was, which screwed that plan over. Miso pulled out one of the chocolate bars from earlier and took a bite. She then rewrapped it and tossed it to her left near a tree stump. Time to dance.

The three Miso's bolted directly for Sako, running parlell to each other, the ends trailing slightly behind the middle. The two on the left and the right suddenly cut across the middle and switched posistions. The two Miso's on either end continued criss-crossing through the middle and switching positions until they were a few steps infront of Sako. The one on the left disappeared as the center Miso slid under Sako. Quickly preforming the Bird Rat, dragon and snake hand symbols, she shouted out "World of Darkness" before trying to buy herself a little room by kicking Sako in the stomach.

Considering this was her last ditch effort, it would really suck if she just missed that kick or if "Rancid Breath" Kaoru pounced on her, cancelling her technique before it could take hold

OOC: umm, Miso should already know Sako's way of fighting, since they're both on the same team.

SHIII-- The thought left her mind and settled into blank pain. Somehow, Miso had managed to break through her spinning defences and slam her foot into her stomach. Her concentration broke, and she changed back to human, landing on her knees.
The darkness settled over her like a warm, suffocating blanket, blocking her sense of hearing and sight. Sako groaned slightly, temporarily disoriented.
A foot slammed into her side and sent her flying. She landed on all fours.
ooooh! My bruises will have bruises tomorrow, she thought dimly. She tasted blood, and spat some out. Gah. World of darkness. Miso must be desperate. Then she gave the command that Miso thought would suck.
"Kaoru!"
"[I can still see.]" came the reply.
"Good. Strike."

There was a slight *thump!* and a muffled cry of pain. Then the darkness lifted, and Sako breathed a sigh of relief, turning towards Kaoru.
The great panther had leapt upon Miso, trying to slash her. She dodged, but underestimated the flexibility of a cat. He had knocked her off her feet and pinned her to the ground, snarling a great deal and offering more than the usual whiff of his "rancid" breath. Miso was grimacing with obvious disgust. Sako grinned ferally.
"Heibachii? What do you think? Is the duel over?"