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Who: Greed
so_many_needs and Gaara
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What: Greed decides to have a "casual" sparring match against Gaara, just to see what the shinobi can do.
When: June 08, Evening
Where: The northernmost area of the forest.
Rating: PG13ish, with possible blood.
Greed was arrived at the appointed place shortly after sending out his message. Maybe some people would come to watch, maybe they wouldn't. Either way, it was time to spar with more than just that Naruto boy. Gaara didn't seem too imposing, but he also seemed a lot more focused than Naruto was. Could it really be that different?
He stopped to pop his joints for a moment, then shoved his hands into his pockets. No need to use the shield QUITE yet, after all.
"Oi, Gaara," he called across to his opponent, "You ready? I'll give you the first shot."
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What: Greed decides to have a "casual" sparring match against Gaara, just to see what the shinobi can do.
When: June 08, Evening
Where: The northernmost area of the forest.
Rating: PG13ish, with possible blood.
Greed was arrived at the appointed place shortly after sending out his message. Maybe some people would come to watch, maybe they wouldn't. Either way, it was time to spar with more than just that Naruto boy. Gaara didn't seem too imposing, but he also seemed a lot more focused than Naruto was. Could it really be that different?
He stopped to pop his joints for a moment, then shoved his hands into his pockets. No need to use the shield QUITE yet, after all.
"Oi, Gaara," he called across to his opponent, "You ready? I'll give you the first shot."
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"... That could take a very long time."
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He stared at him for a moment, before walking away to grab his bag. Pulling out one of the blades, he walked back to him, holding up his wrist. Slicing downwards as though to cut as deeply as possible, his hand turned to sand and crumbled to the ground below, leaving him completely unharmed as his actual hand was seen again when he held up his arm.
"That is Shuukaku."
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He leans in to inspect the wrist, noting the lack of slashes.
"When'd you get that little trick?"
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"Birth."
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"Eh? What the hell is your problem? That was a serious question. How the hell does anyone do anything that requires closeness with you?"
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"They don't."
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"Well, now your attitude makes a bit more sense," he mused, scratching his chin, "So this mean face of your is all because you never got hugs?"
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"I don't want hugs."
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In a quick motion, he shielded his left leg and lashed out with a close range snap kick, aiming to catch the boy in the chest with it.
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"Hey! Lemme' go, damn it!" he yelled down at Gaara, struggling in the grasp of the sandy pillars.
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After a moment, he tightens the grip of the sand, though not enough to cause damage. "You could admit defeat. Otherwise this could go on for days."
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