(OOC: WOOP WOOP calling a hit. You've been going in an internal monologue for a while with a kunai in your face for two posts now, not one kunai but two as it goes. Here is the first one, wasn't noticed at first, so I made a second reference in the second post, JUST to see if you actually read my paragraphs, but clearly, that's not the case.)
A flashback occurred where once Charlie K had fought against many drunkards where a battle ensued of great proportions, and then he got drunk and threw kunai that had ended whatever ensued during that chance encounter against ruffians of impetuousness and great poppycock, ending what had happened in such motions simply and without causation, for taxation requires representation, and the taxman had ensued in reaping what is sowed forth in the wonderful farm flowers of great excitable stature, plowing forth the coffers. This was true beforewise metaphor a manifest literal occurrence that such a thing remains the same in what would ensue henceforth, means made possible all together all the same, as does tried and tested goes truest. Result applied liberally all the same. Like a pterodactyl rex of fictitious malleability, that so finally a call to presence was clearly bestowed, as Charlie K afterward says to the mighty haughty ruffian... and so forth happening another rejection and divorce from his same effect all the same from such re-calculation of what update that perhaps a chance took place onward the idea for what red mark set it like a quarry? It was a really long and winded story made short now that he thought of it that way. He really wasn't nervous, and did not lose focus of what lay ahead without focal grasping aside reputation within, thought so very tangibly aside the nature of intangibility it so professes, just like an idea, but it was clear where it was within that lay, that within the cranium.
As it were not the one thrown in what was prescribed earlier in medicine. And sincerely he is the cure to these symptoms of malignant tumor that be hubris. A wicked and wily evil to reap, doing some retarded gopher pose, the ANBU skirts around and strafes sideward to the rightmost, seeing his steps occur simultaneously as any effects divorced, clutching his blade as he wants to stab the SHIT out of the little shit, if impalement by effect did not come exclusively.
Rather instead of actually facing such notions of getting hit by such spontaneous attacks given the proximity was NOT the coarse of which he can get close to plunge his bone blade in, in fact what actually surprised Charlie was the sheer ignorance of the steely weapon lodged right into the Uchiha's eyes, rather the two of them in each socket, thus blinding him into ideas of grandeur and great prowess where perhaps the overcompensating display of drawing his sword whilst imagining any slights that he may bestow upon that whom descended from such a decadent clan was promptly... DENIED. Whichever the case had impeded the man, he had succumbed to his wounds, where the unveiling of his Grosze Messer introduced his fall, where he danced like a retarded gopher for but a moment, and fell dead. Not the ANBU who was in question although. Which left further matters to his own fancy as he finally had not bothered to fight anymore as the Sennin had fallen not from a bang but in a mere whimper. Indeed, a prevention of any further action to which any JUTSUS were done, had been completely prevented, if not cauterized right in place, and instead of burns, it was but mere impalement. Clearly having kept his distance either ways, as he found to it that perhaps his business here was over after all, and there was a man that he saw over at the top of the edge of the highest point of the coliseum which led out, a glimpse he took earlier whilst keeping unto his own self a plainly clear standing where he now stood the lone victor, without spending much time in fact fighting against the Uchiha. Having dispensed by projectile-means of the bone sword he had in a coup d'grace as it drove through penetration, and creating just a new orifice that extended from the anus and produced outward to the uteru-- well, it's a uterus now that it had destroyed what little vestiges of manhood that remained with the Red Fang. A simultaneous affair that occurred concurrently alongside the bestowal of the fall to death not-Charlie whom decided to fight against Charlie in the confines of the arena. It was never any happening to which he even drew closer as to plunge a blade, for never was it anywhere in his movement or the obvious intent, but obviously this was not the case as the blinding from the Kunai plunged within that are lethal nonetheless as cranial impalement had made it possible over death becoming quite distinct and clear in everyway. He kept his distance far apart for no such jutsus to occur despite it never having occurred in the first place due to the premature death of the Sannin, for his strafes had merely did just that, skirt around the Uchiha much earlier. Preventing any further actions as soon as he unveiled his Mihawk blade, but no longer is this the case. His fingers tangled within proper timing too as he has not fallen under the sway of the air void that robbed him of such abilities, given the distance he was had set him ample time to move further away from the distance that it would take to elope into his being and rob him. That the timing of it coming into effect had faltered behind in Charlie's leaving, albeit a hapless person in utility jumpsuit had come to take his place instead in the arena in what jutsu had done that be Charlie's, the earlier figure he had seen in enough a range as to provide such reprieve, as he was just about fifty nine point nine feet away from the one that had emitted such esoteric theft of air as to breathe. And further duly noted to did he move a further 20 feet away in general, which would leave whomever two other figures that he is NOT aware of which further bestows the luck he had in his fill. Whomever ranked A and S certainly alive not anywhere close to Charlie, as he stood atop the arena edge which had the lighting as to properly shine and illuminate the area, the spotlight so to say, and so he ran down the otherwise externally, and made way for the next buildings that surrounded this arena in Nogakure of Nowheresville in Land of Buttfuck Nowhere. Ah well, he mingled out and leaped from roof to roof and off he went, opposite from the two ranked ones. But certainly not out for the count.
- Spoiler:
Name: Kawarimi no Jutsu - Change of Body Stance Technique
Rank: E
Type: Ninjutsu
Element: N/A
Description: Kawarimi no Jutsu is a basic Ninjutsu technique. When in danger the ninja will quickly substitute themself with another nearby object. This can be a block of wood or even another person. This allows the ninja to quickly flee and hide while the original object takes the brunt of their opponents attack.
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