Gonna Buff *claps* You Up~ [Requesting Kuro]

[Toraono Kuro]

Kuro placed the ravaged body inside of a special container that filled with bright blue fluid preserving Seihiro's remaining flesh and making it appear as if he had died calmly as the fluid replaced the lost blood an tissues and his sunken in eyes returned to normal proportions. His funeral rites as requested by his mother had been prepared. She had not wanted her son to die but the amount of women he had violated left Kuro with no choice. There were however several grandchildren for her to raise to be better than their father ever had been and with his death another life had been reborn. Kuro placed all the goodness that had remained in Seijiro's soul into a gem for his mother Byakko Ashiko. He would be missed but Toraono Clan justice was seldom so kind, had any other besides her asked for her son's remains to be returned for an actual funeral Queen Azame would not have allowed it. As it was it was only because of all her good deeds and works that this act was being performed.

His job done Kuro led Tama and Mikaboshi back to the main foyer.
"You are both more than welcome to stay for the evening. Please visit whenever either of you have time."<i></i>

 

[Toraono Michino]

The rebuilt man nodded to Kuro and made his leave with his master.

Although this was not where Tama decided to leave the dojo, he simply walked Mikaboshi to the door. Not a word was said between them as he left and there never needed to be; the apprentice had just inadvertently given his master something new to play with. Once the shadow had receded into the darkness of the night that had fallen the scientist turned away from the strong wind and earth to walk back inside of the large building.

From there he had managed to find his way into a large room that was set up for martial training. The walls seemed far more stable in here than the rest of the building and Tama could probably guess why given who owned it. His eyes moved about the room looking at the stacks of dummies in the back, the weapons on the wall, and the scrolls set off into a corner with a desk. Given enough time Tama could settle himself in here and train his new chakra coil until he had a complete mastery over it like he had over his other two.
Moving over towards the desk he pulled down a scroll, unlocked the seal on the front, and pulled it open slowly over the desk next to it to read it’s ancient texts. It was a scroll containing the training and positioning for a martial art technique known as ‘Vorpal Touch’, that used high speed strikes to pierce through armor using a bare hand.
Yet this wasn’t exactly how Tama was planning to use the style.
The genius made connections in his brains with what he knew of his body and the different stances described in the scroll and what the represented. Removing a little notepad from his pants he began to jot down some notes that would rework the scroll to teach himself how to use this martial art in his way.

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