Bridge, Bath, & Beyond [Closed]

Name: Battle for the bridge (solo)
Rank: -
Details: Two shinobi have been caught up in a battle for a bridge. The bridge is key territory in controlling a region, and of course everyone wants to hold it. In this clash, two shinobi are fighting over control of the bridge, and whoever manages to knock out their enemy or fend them off, gains control of the bridge.
Requirements: The bridge is 60 meters in length, and 10 meters wide. The battle continues until one of the participants is knocked out or flees from the bridge.

Participants:
[Defending] Sun Village
[Attacking] Moon Village

Type: Solo Clash
Reward: C-Rank v C-Rank:

Winner gets 30 EXP + 10 Ryo
Loser gets 5 EXP

Racing colors of red and orange competed for the distant horizon. So far, the sun had seemed to be no competitor for the two that evening, but the darkness was trailing certain enough. Then again, it all could be wrong. The skies were a blur to many of the eyes that saw it that day. A certain clan would narrow their lids as thin as blades before finally giving up with a restless sigh of frustrated breath. Still, there was some optimism at heart as they continued to walk as if they could catch up with the sky, but in reality, that was not their goal as they headed far West along the road.

“It could be worse! Yes it could!” A woman’s raspy and spiteful voice would say as she continued in front of the car. Supplies were stocked in along with the thighs of women who nestled upon crates and barrels of the cedar carved carriage. “We could be like this one here! Yes we could! Not a thing he sees! He just hears parades on dust and the sound of that turning wood! Could not see a single star if he tried and would. No!” The woman’s jabs and pokes would be a merciless stabbing to the pride of the one who followed behind the carriage. He headed the back of the vehicle that was pulled by his fellow kin. The elder would look back from under a pure snow hood and a set of red luscious lips would smile. He would see none of it except the crane of her neck as she continued her assault.

“Is that not right, my young Grand BunBun? Say yes! Do not spoil my fun!”

Pouting! His cheeks would show nothing short of a pout as his foggy blue eyes would stare in vain. She was always like this! What kind of grandmother spouted such murderous, insensitive jabs to their children? Well, Akemi Usagi the eldest in the Usagi Clan matriarchs would. Even as her grandson, Hikari Usagi, was trailing behind her as security and wheeling the cart to the bridge into the Sun Village’s territory, she still felt the need to be her crude and unkind self. The violet haired boy endured the worst from her mouth...yet….he also learned from the best...which was also her.

“Well, Grandma BunBun! Yes, I cannot!” He would raise his nose and reply with a cheeky smile, “But I understand why you are so cheeky today! Let us make sure to dip your wrinkly skin in the waters, so we can do something time has not done for you in a while: get you nice and hot!”

“Oh?” A sudden familiar phrase would come that was world famous for the little bunny, “Ooooooooh! Such sass! My Grand BunBun has grown into his pair! May I add, nice and fast? Yes I would!” The head of the clan would twirl her walking Khakarra that would ring through the air. Stamping it across the ground, she would get out a hearty laugh. Everything would come to a halt for a moment as she would turn her neck like an owl. A wicked smile upon her face. “Do not forget little rabbit! For it I was the one who taught you how to be so fast!” She would brag, “Now, turn that mouth against me again, and I will have your-” she stopped. Her eyes landed on a certain face in the cart that twisted expression that was brooding.

“Mind me not little Grand BunBun. No. Do not.” Her breath would seep between her lips. “Let us finish this another time when your hind is left unprotected because a certain mother has forgot.” If only he could have seen the malicious smile on her face, he would know fear. However, Hikari did not need to. For him, the heartbeat he heard was enough. The woman would walk the path with an excitement comparable to a murderer who had a thrill. He knew this excitement well when a punishment was doled out to the clan.

Bold he was for the moment, Hikari had spoken while making the post of the trip. He could not see the racing colors of the setting sun, but he could make out that he was almost to their destination. The wind was more frequent as it whispered into his sensitive ears and the Earth was less beneath his feet. He slowly approached the bridge: the backdoor into the Sun Village’s most relaxing Hot Spring that the Usagi adored sneaking and dipping into.

His “Mission” would be done soon for being an escort for his family. He just desired this all be over so the old hag would cool her head with her luxurious bath.

Meloku stood in the center of a bridge, a rather large bridge that was known for connecting the land of the sun to the other regions. It was one of the main ways to get into the sun village without having to wander the god forsaken desert. Normally a trip outside of the village on a beautiful day would have been nice, a pleasurable stroll taking in the sights, it sounded nice in theory, but this was not the case. Instead, it was hot and dry, the desert air still reaching this part of the region. Her reason for being out here? Not to take a nice stroll through the country side, but to defend a stupid bridge from a pack of traveling...bunny people? She still did not quite understand her mission, the briefing was weird and did not make that much sense to her, but regardless, she was new to the village and did not want to fail her first real mission.

Apparently a group of Usagi clans members, whatever that was, had been coming in and out of the village without permission, just to enjoy the natural hot springs that formed in the desert environment. Sure the hot springs were nice, and people came from all over the world to enjoy them, but they resided in Nikkousato land, and direct permission was needed to partake in the springs. The Nikkoukage had had enough, and had assigned her to handle the situation. So here she was, her task was to greet the clan on the bridge, and persuade them to turn back and leave, whatever way she could. It sounded like it was going to be a troublesome task, and by the sound of those she was defending the village from, they would not go without some kind of problem. So she readied herself for a conflict.

About half an hour had gone by since arriving at the bridge, and finally Meloku could see a group of brightly colored individuals approaching. Her long blonde hair swayed in the afternoon air, her light yellow sun dress blowing by her knees as the tall woman locked her eyes and glared out across the bridge. The bridge itself expand the total length of the gorge it was over, a rushing river down beneath. It was a sixty meter bridge, but Meloku was standing only ten meters from the edge, where the bridge met the solid ground. She was going to do her best not to even let them step foot on the stone archway. As they neared the edge of the bridge, Meloku called out, trying her best to shout over the rushing river below. "Greetings Usagi Clan! I am here on behalf of Nikkousato. I have been advised to ask you to turn around, and leave until you have aquired the proper paperwork for enjoying our hotsprings! If you do not comply i will be forced to remove you myself!"

After she called out, the pale nimble woman completed a set of hand signs, then allowed a large yellow, glowing wall to rise up out of the bridge behind her. The wall was 5 meters behind her, so 15 meters from the edge of the bridge. It was 10 meters wide and tall, taking up the entire width of the bridge. It would shimmer in the sunlight, pulsating behind her. Meloku would then assume an intimidating pose, and await a response from the clan. Hopefully they would comply and go back home. She did not want to have to hurt a bunch of rabbit people.

Chakra: 100-15= 85

Jutsu Used:

Fancy Artwork:

The young...thing? would approach the bridge soon after receiving a command from who or whatever it was that was in charge of this caravan. Meloku stood there on the bridge, solid and holding her pose. It seemed as if they were going to send this person to try and deal with her. She had expected confrontation after all, especially after hearing from the reports that they were a devious bunch that was often caught up to no good. As he neared the end of the bridge, she placed both of her nimble pale hands on her hips and listened to whatever it was he was going to say.

"Look, i do not really care what your name is, i am simply here to keep you from crossing this bridge. And yes, i am a bit serious right now, this is a mission handed to me from my superiors and i can not let them down. So if you intend to challenge me, then so be it, i am left with no other option that to meet force with force. Meloku would begin to walk forward slowly, only moving about 3 meters, leaving 2 meters between her and Hikari. She only really knew a little about this group, and was not exactly sure what this small boy was able to do. So she kept her hands ready, and her eyes locked in on the small thing. "So tell me, Hikari was it? What will it be? Are you going to tell your family to retreat, or are we going to fight?

-Chakra: 85
-Stamina: 100
-Meters moved: 3
-No actions taken
-Storm Wall 2/3 post used