[PB] Getting Dirty

[Diatenshi]

Chisaki paused and looked around At the flesh like walls of the room she contemplated her abilities and thought hard on what she should train first. She stopped and looked at her hands and the surroundings and realized what she needed to work on the most at that moment. Her transformations and manipulation of her biomass was excellent, but the skills with which she utilized her transformations needed quite a bit of work.

"I think we should work on my close combat skills if you dont mind being my personal trainer for the day. Being able to transform my body is pointless if I dont have the skills to utilize the transformations. Whatcha think Squishy?"

She knew he was stronger than her and more than likely higher ranked if he was willing to help train her she had no doubt shed quickly grow despite his young age. After all. He had to do something to get to his current position. That she wasn't higher up was a sign she wasn't working hard enough.

[Izanagi]

Shinjiro looked over the young woman that accompanied him, she had decided on continuing the training session instead of getting more intimate with one another. He would have to win her over more before that were to occur. While he was somewhat disappointed, he was always ready to train and the stronger Chisaki became the more freedom and authority she would have within the village, which would certainly make any involvement between the two of them easier. “Close combat, yeah, I can help with that. I happen to be both a top assassin and a talented swordsman, not to mention my animal transformations and the Totem style techniques I know.” He informed, taking some degree of pride in his skillset. The young man considered what he should work on, expanding his variety of partial transformations and how he utilized them in combat would be useful.

He was considering a few techniques he had been thinking about testing though it would be easiest to decide what to train depending on how she fought. Lately he had been speculating on utilizing more partial transformations derived from frogs, monkeys and spiders “If you can sharpen your biomass and turn your body into a weapon then you should have a lot of close quarters potential, just need to hone physical ability more than anything, though if there’s a particular style you’ve interested in learning then give it a try, come at me” he suggested. He needed a better idea of her strength and speed so that he could match her. He was determined to keep at her pace and only push her as much as needed. Though the thought of toying with her a little was entertaining. He was also curious to how durable her body was, just what kind of injuries could she sustain? He might actually be able to let loose a little himself and have some fun ripping her apart. This thought caused him to grin sadistically as he put his hands in his pockets and stood in a seemingly casual stance though the aura emanating from him was one of danger.

[Diatenshi]

She listened quietly at first. He was a slightly arrogant young man and yet it wasn't uncalled for he certainly had the skills to back up his words. It was an incredibly attractive feature of his and yet on the other hand made her want to swallow him whole. Well maybe not whole, she had a feeling she might miss him too much, but a few nubbles here and there wouldn't hurt would they?

She decided to focus on her taijutsu ability over all. Being able to perform more complicated techniques would certainly be advantageous. She could work on speed and strength later, her control over her body had to be raised evenly with those abilities or it'd be a waste. She looked at him as he spoke of transformations and her hands suddenly shifted into black chitinous claws as if in response.

"My close combat techniques are named living armament due to my transformations. Because of my body I can do things no ordinary woman can. I'm much more... Flexible. And I know how to take it rough to boot." She coyly teased him for a moment wondering if his imagination would run wild. She licked her lips hungrily before looking at him and being struck by his visage.

His gaze sent shivers down her spine and a feral growl rumbled from her lips. She was used to being the predator but the feeling she was getting was as if she was his prey and she couldn't stand it. Glancing around the room she took a quick moment to formulate. He was waiting for her to attack so sneaky tricks and the like were most likely to fail. Best bet was a direct assault.

Looking around and seeing her biomass all over the place gave her a bit of peace of mind. If he got too rough she could retreat and heal within it. It acts gave her an idea for a future jutsu but she could explore that at a later time. Now was the time for action. She jumped back before rushing forward, suddenly pouncing at him her claws going straight towards his chest.


Taijutsu 357/1000

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Pouncing Tiger
D-rank Taijutsu Maneuver
Prerequisites: Kitten's Claws or higher ranked variant x2
Chisaki will charge her target at a full sprint to build speed and when she gets within 2 meters will pounce towards her target aiming to drive her claws into their chest.

Kitten's Claw
D-rank Ninjutsu
After channeling her chakra into one of her hands Chisaki's fingers will change into black blade-like chitin and extend 3 inches and sharpen to a point turning her hand into a claw. The claw last for three post and has a strength of 5.

[Izanagi]

Shinji smirked with intrigue as he watched Chisaki’s fingers transform into claws. He was capable of something similar and it was a preferred method of killing when he was dealing with low level threats that didn’t warrant the use of his swords or a more chakra intensive technique. “Oh, seems we have a few things in common” he noted, assessing that the two would share similar combat styles. Certainly, they could learn and practice well together. He felt the hunger of lust pulling at him as she teased him with inuendo’s. She seemed more suitable by the minute. He knew he had to have her. Nobody else would sate his appetite quite the same. He bit his own lip, drawing blood as he stared her down. He wanted to ravish her, break her and put that body of hers to the test.

He was beyond words, his predatory gaze and powerful presence speaking for him. She charged and Shinji began to flow a small amount of chakra into his mouth. There was a new technique he wanted to try out, something he had been inspired by a man he had observed a few years back. Given some recent changes to his own body this technique would be extremely potent in the future. Fortunately, the poisons flowing through his body were temporarily nullified, something he had made sure to do before kissing the young woman. It would be easy enough to return the potency to his saliva or even the blood that now mixed in his mouth, though that wouldn’t be necessary. Furthermore, such developments were a secret he had kept to himself as a trump card, having never needed to utilize them in a spar before.

What would perhaps be unsettling to the Chunin was the fact that as she approached with violent intent, Shinji remained perfectly still, hands calmly in his jacket pockets. Only when the tip of her weaponized fingers was a foot away from striking him did he move, so swift and fast in fact that the motion wouldn’t even be visible to her, leaving behind a perfect afterimage of his prior position as he dashed two meters to the right, lashing out with his tongue as he did so, wrapping it around the girls neck at precisely the moment the tip of her blade would seem to strike Shinji, though there would of course be no resistance. Instead the young woman would continue through the image of Shinji as he pulled her forward, using mostly her own momentum to send him plummeting toward the ground.

He would keep a firm grip around her neck, enough that if she breathed like a normal person it would choke her enough to cause some dizziness by restricting blood flow. While he had a good hold over her, he would allow her to move mostly freely, curious to see if she would be able to recover in a roll or otherwise how she might respond and counterattack. The saliva from this frog-like tongue would already be dousing her neck, thick and a little sticky. Despite also having his human tongue he could in fact taste her. Grinning sadistically, he stared at her vulnerability. Most people he would easily be able to snap their necks or paralyze through contact in such a scenario. Though even without those factors he had considerable control over her should he wish to toss her around or pin her down. After giving Chisaki a moment to comment and\or attempt to retaliate he would suddenly jerk her off balance, tossing her through the air and into the wall and then back against the floor, utilizing about 20 Strength. If she tried to cut his tongue she would find it difficult due to the density of the muscle but not impossible if repeated slashes were made, though given his ability to toss her around at a whim that would be difficult to accomplish. “Let’s see just how much you can take” he challenged, his words like venom. He was both aroused and interested in observing her strength of will and her resourcefulness. As much as she appealed to him he despised weakness, especially in ones mental strength. One could become stronger if they persevered but if they were to break easily and be unable to adapt and persevere then they were useless.

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Frog Tongue
C-Ranked Partial Kaerujutsu
Flowing chakra into his tongue Shinji can create a second tongue underneath his own that is capable of extending and retracting at will. This frog-like tongue is half an inch thick but can extend up to 15 meters, moving with a speed and strength equal to his own and capable of wrapping around a target upon making contact as well as producing a large amount of saliva which can soak through clothes.

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Blurred Movement
B-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 25 Speed
Having honed his body to operating at high speeds Shinjiro has developed the ability to blur his movements so long as he is moving at least 5 Speed higher than the opponents Instinct making his fine movements more difficult to determine. If his Speed is 10 higher than their instinct then Shinjiro’s movements will be invisible to the eye, leaving only an afterimage of himself in his wake that will persist for a full post before fading.

[Diatenshi]

The fact that he didn't move unnerved her yet she still went through with the strike. She knew he was stronger than her and this would be a game of cat and mouse, her being the mouse unfortunately. It wasn't until she fell through his after image and felt something slimy around her throat did she realized he had moved. Cheap trick. Was there a need for him to show off quite so much? Giving her pressure and simply dominating her were two different concepts entirely. The first would help her train and get better, the second only served to stroke his ego.

Realizing the thing around her neck was something similar to a frog's tongue she smirked. She felt it squeeze and rolled her eyes. She figured he'd know better than to try and choke her. She guessed wrong apparently. "You know, when most guys use their tongue on a woman they have better technique. Ugh so sloppy." She would've said more but it was at this point he suddenly jerked her body upwards towards the ceiling. A cruel trick popped in her mind and she let her head disconnect from her body from the neck up so all he was smashing around was her disembodied head. Her body now headless would fall to the ground turning into a pile of goo. Her core would slip into the biomass covered floor and a pair of hands would rise up behind him making a hand signs for a quick jutsu.

The head was no longer able to be directly manipulated by her core but a quick jutsu would allow her voice to call from the head. Potentially throwing him off as her body would move to attack from below. "Not what you were expecting when you wanted head is it?" The lips on her face moved and her voice sounded. Meanwhile, she'd channel chakra into her arms as she rose up from the floor, her arms morphing into ropey lengths of tissue. Which she'd wrap her arms around his waist and attempt to spin him around with her trying to make him dizzy, spinning one way first and then spinning the opposite.

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Void Split
D-rank Nintaijutsu Maneuver
Seeing an oncoming attack the user creates a gap or hole in their body for the attack to pass through. This gap is restricted in that the body can't split completely or risk losing the separated portion of biomass. It must also be a straight line without curving.

Assimilate
D-rank Ninjutsu
By focusing her chakra in a damaged portion of her body then coming into contact with viral biomass, Chisaki is able to absorb said biomass to repair her body.

Little Whispers
D-rank Ninjutsu
Prerequisite:area covered in biomass
After performing the required hand seals, Chisaki will whisper a short single sentence message into a mound of biomass. A small mouth will appear with in 10 meters of the target and whisper the message to the target.

It's All Me
C-rank Ninjutsu
After performing the proper seals Chisaki is able to merge with an existing source of biomass. Her core can travel through the biomass at speed/2. When exiting the biomass will automatically reform her body.

Tendril Whip
D-rank Ninjutsu
After channeling her chakra into one of her arms, her fingers will sharpen into sharp points while the rest of her arm divides into 5 lengths of fleshy rope that's wound together up to her elbow into a fleshy rope. The arm is capable of stretching out an extra 3 meters from her elbow when lashed as well as unwinding or winding up at will much like a rope, able to switch between one length of tissue or five.

Whirlybird
D-rank Taijutsu Maneuver
In a feat that would be more or less impossible for a normal person, Chisaki rapidly twist her torso around 10 times, winding up. She can stay wound for up to 2 post before her biomass shift and recalibrates loosing the tension. When she gets near an enemy she'll release why e tension in her torso throwing her arms out wide hoping to hit the target with one of her hands.

[Izanagi]

As anticipated Chisaki rushed through his afterimage, allowing him a clean opportunity to counterattack. It was true that he was showing off a little bit, he simply couldn’t help but be a little arrogant. He had been raised and trained by shinobi that would beat him down at the slightest sign of weakness or hesitation, never failing to demonstrate how superior they had been. At times he had been toyed with, mostly by his elder sister though ultimately, he had never had a gentle and encouraging hand to guide him toward his growth. Nonetheless he had learned through others the value of restraint and compassion and had come a long way in his sparring methods. Though most would never realize his perspective.

His tongue wrapped around the woman’s neck. He was glad that he could strangle her without worrying about actually killing her, there was something deeply satisfying about the way her neck tightened. When she spoke, there was something disconcerting about the fact that she could do so without struggle. That took some of the fun out of it though he supposed it was to be expected, she didn’t actually need to breathe after all and so as long as her throat wasn’t collapsed completely, she could still speak. Her comments however caused him to hesitate, feeling suddenly self conscious. ‘Better technique?’ he wondered, what exactly was he supposed to do with his tongue. He felt like he was missing out on something, a feeling that came about often with his lack of understanding of many nuances of social interaction and romance especially.

Shinji’s eyes widened as her head came off when he attempted to send her crashing into the ceiling. Had he been so distracted that he misjudged his strength? quite possibly. For a moment he felt panicked. He had decapitated people before, many times in fact though that wasn’t something most people should admit. Only once before had it actually been someone he cared about though, a flash of that memory raced through his mind. For a moment he could feel the weight of his friend’s head on his hand, see the perfect arc of blood spattered against the inns wall. Without thinking about it he had retracted his tongue, slowly looking over the decapitated head that he placed in his hand and then looking back to the pool of goo where the body had dissolved. “no…not again…Zekka” he whispered, still seeing his friends face and the pool of blood he had left behind rather than Chisaki’s. With this Vorashu stirred, gleefully invading the young shinobi’s mind. “Another friend perishes by your hand, You’ll kill anyone that gets close to you, that’s your nature, to be forever alone. Violence, death are your only companions.” The Genma sneered, reveling in Shinji’s sorrow. That girl was unnatural, not quite human but neither an animal. Rather a disease much in the way that humanity plagued the world. But she could be useful if it allowed Vorashu to further drive a wedge between Shinjiro and his attachments.

The young assassin wasn’t sure what was real anymore when he suddenly heard Chisaki’s voice call out from the head. Startled he dropped it and took a step backward. He scrambled to re-assess reality, struggling to supress the stifling presence of Vorashu within his mind as well as remember that Zekka had been killed well over a year ago now. ‘Chisaki, I’m sparring with Chisaki.’ He realized. ‘She’s alive’ he reminded himself. She wasn’t like most people, he wasn’t sure what it would take to actually kill her but he knew that destroying ones heart or decapitation were the most likely methods of killing even a shinobi that claimed some sense of pseudo immortality. Lately though cutting off the head had proven to not be very effective. It seemed preserving one’s essence in some kind of core was actually more common. “Clever” he exhaled slowly, regaining some composure as her rope-like arms grasped him and began to spin him around. He would move with each motion rather than try to fight against it. He would still get a little dizzy but for the most part he would be able to keep his senses about him, though currently it was the process of recovering his focus and mental state that was more detrimental.

‘Not today Vorashu’ he thought to himself as he attempted to keep his vision focused on whatever point of reference, he could that wasn’t directly in front of him. “You had me worried for a moment there” he admitted. He still didn’t understand her references, but he was getting the distinct impression that they were sexual innuendos. Personally, he was much more action driven than talk though surely the banter meant she was interested in getting there eventually. He would endure it and practice his patience as she continued to tease him one way or another. As a statement of authority over Vorashu he would draw on the Genma’s power once again while fighting to supress his voice from his mind. Suddenly large brown legs covered in thin bristly hair would erupt from his torso and back, four in total, each about 6ft in length. Furthermore, tiny hairs would grow from the rest of his skin. It was a technique inspired from one of his matches in Star Country. The tiny hairs would increase his sensitivity to vibration and touch while also repelling water or other liquids and the long spider legs would help to add extra stability, more sporadic movement and deadly offensive options. The bottom legs extending from his lower ribs would dig into the ground firmly while the ones extending from his back, above his normal arms would loom forward menacingly, curled slightly and ready to lash out to their full reach at a whim. “You’re awfully slippery, shame I haven’t learned how to produce webbing. I’d love to tie you up.” He considered. With a full sheet of webbing it wouldn’t be as simple as turning into goo and slipping away. Alas that was something that would require some further consideration. For now he would let her make the next move.

[Diatenshi]

"You look like you've seen a ghost darling. Hahaha."

Chisaki would tease as she spun him. She was surprised he'd let her grab him and spin. After all she was clearly aware of the difference in their speed and strength. The spider legs were interesting but still kinda gross. When they dug into the ground and stopped her spinning she used the counterforce and momentum to throw her self back into the wall hiding her core once more. Shortly after, lips would form on the opposite wall

"I think I'll pass on that one. For one, tying me up doesnt work. And two those legs are so gross. Ick."

Her core would slip through a crack in the walls and sneak outside the building and her body would form again. After the necessary handseals an eye would form inside the shack and she could watch Shinji.

"I see youuu Shinji."

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It's All Me
C-rank Ninjutsu
After performing the proper seals Chisaki is able to merge with an existing source of biomass. Her core can travel through the biomass at speed/2. When exiting the biomass will automatically reform her body.

I See Youuuu
C-rank Ninjutsu
By channeling chakra to a specific point within a body of biomass, Chisaki is able to create an eye that will transfer what it sees to her. The eye is able to move through the biomass at a speed of 5. The eye has a durability of 5 strength.

[Izanagi]

Shinji exhaled slowly, letting his dark calmness flow through him once again. He was a weapon, a tool for the village. He couldn’t afford to let himself feel the sting of loss, the haunting regret of actions he was forced to take. Life is meaningless, Life is empty. With his composure regained, Shinji quickly scanned the biomass lining the walls and ceiling, he heard her voice and noted her lips appearing. That certainly was an interesting trick and with the domain set up as it was, she could appear from anywhere. He could see how against many opponent’s she would be able to toy and play with her prey as much as she desired, even against him she would prove difficult to kill if she kept her core hidden. “Yeah, I can see that. Seems we both have a lot of tricks we can rely on.” He considered. Honestly, there wasn’t much he could do to fight her; sure, he could try to burn the place down or slash the area apart, but he didn’t want to accidentally kill her or draw too much attention. After all, he was just here to help her train and maybe let off a little steam himself after getting rather worked up earlier.

With four extra limbs and a tail he would certainly draw attention before long if he left the building, though they were just in the slums so that probably didn’t matter too much aside for the fact that Chisaki wanted to keep her abilities quiet less face reprimanding from the Muramasa elders. Leaping toward at the wall Shinji would skewer the eye with his pointed spider leg. Only the four spider legs actually held on to the wall, allowing the rest of his body to hang free as he scurried along, reptilian tail waving slowly behind him. “Why are you hiding? I thought you wanted to play?” he taunted. He knew he had to tone down his ability significantly and he was prepared to let her land a few blows, after all he still wanted to learn more about how she fought.

[Diatenshi]

She was smirking as she watched him from outside. It was kinda weird seeing him surrounded by Biomass like that. Kinda like what you'd imagine itd be like inside a stomach... Minus the gastric acid ... Now that was an idea. She had eaten him without truly eating him. It was an interesting concept and one she would have loved to ponder more had he not been a complete jerk.

Who just stabs someone in the eye like that? Even if it wouldn't be permanent damage it was still rude. She was begining to think he had a thing for poking her. Perhaps it was revenge for not letting him poke where he wanted? Regardless it was mean. Recasting the jutsu then layering another on top the eye would form in front of Shinji and blink numerous eyes opening in sync around it.

"Stop poking meeeeeeee. Its not nice I told you to buy me dinner first uuuuuuugh! And what do you mean Hiding hmm? Look around, I'm all around you. You could even say you're inside me. Don't get mad cause its not in the way you wanted!"

The eyes would follow as he moved occasionally blinking as she spoke, unfortunately it was a chakra dump and she thus eliminated the jutsu not long after as well as the mouth. Instead, she'd make another clone having rise up behind him. She couldn't trust him around her core just yet... His animal side was too strong and he didn't have a good grip on his strength. That or he didn't know how to hold back. Either way until she formed a second core she wasn't going to risk it.

The clone would smile seemingly out of breath and tired as her arms rippled shifting into big white claws like Chisaki's previously. She'd lean forward slightly shoulders scrunched inward as if ready to run on all fours.

"Or is it that you prefer to fight head on? We both know Im not your match physically. Or was ripping my head off once not enough proof for ya?", She growled the last bit and began to circle eyes glancing at his many limbs.

[Diatenshi]

She was smirking as she watched him from outside. It was kinda weird seeing him surrounded by Biomass like that. Kinda like what you'd imagine itd be like inside a stomach... Minus the gastric acid ... Now that was an idea. She had eaten him without truly eating him. It was an interesting concept and one she would have loved to ponder more had he not been a complete jerk.

Who just stabs someone in the eye like that? Even if it wouldn't be permanent damage it was still rude. She was begining to think he had a thing for poking her. Perhaps it was revenge for not letting him poke where he wanted? Regardless it was mean. Recasting the jutsu then layering another on top the eye would form in front of Shinji and blink numerous eyes opening in sync around it.

"Stop poking meeeeeeee. Its not nice I told you to buy me dinner first uuuuuuugh! And what do you mean Hiding hmm? Look around, I'm all around you. You could even say you're inside me. Don't get mad cause its not in the way you wanted!"

The eyes would follow as he moved occasionally blinking as she spoke, unfortunately it was a chakra dump and she thus eliminated the jutsu not long after as well as the mouth. Instead, she'd make another clone having rise up behind him. She couldn't trust him around her core just yet... His animal side was too strong and he didn't have a good grip on his strength. That or he didn't know how to hold back. Either way until she formed a second core she wasn't going to risk it.

The clone would smile seemingly out of breath and tired as her arms rippled shifting into big white claws like Chisaki's previously. She'd lean forward slightly shoulders scrunched inward as if ready to run on all fours.

"Or is it that you prefer to fight head on? We both know Im not your match physically. Or was ripping my head off once not enough proof for ya?",

She growled the last bit and began to circle eyes glancing at his many limbs. The growl and behavior was posing. She was drained of chakra and this was all the transformations she had left. Her true body could barely hold its form together she had cast multiple jutsu including an A rank previously when transforming the three zeds earlier.

[Izanagi]

It didn’t particularly bother Shinjiro being completely surrounded by pinkish-red fleshly substance. It was fascinating really, almost comfortable. He had seen people from the inside before, one of the perks of being able to turn into an insect strong enough to burrow through people, even flying straight through a body like a bullet. But it had never been anything like this. He hadn’t considered that she could actually feel everything she created, that it actually was connected to some kind of nervous system. It seemed more like a pseudo-element she had created, truly her abilities were magnificent. Not only being able to control the dead through a virus but even grow and manipulate her own fleshy viral tissue to such an extent. He liked unique beings such as her, by comparison an assassin who could transform into animals and whose body was flooded with poisons, seemed almost normal.

The teenage Karagata’s eyes widened slightly in surprise and realization. “Oh, uh, sorry” he said, after stabbing her eye with his spider leg appendage, leaning in with interest as another eye formed on top of it. He grinned mischievously, “Yeah, not exactly what I had in mind, guess this is kind of fun too though” he considered, extending his long lizard-like tongue and attempting to lick the eye before it disappeared. He frowned when he didn’t quite get to it in time. She formed a new body and he leapt off the wall back on to the ground, smiling slightly as he enjoyed the sight of her more conventional body. “I just prefer having something nice to look at” he said, grinning wolfishly, “And hey, that was an accident. It’s not easy holding back so much you know, not when you’re used to the level of training I am." He continued to smirk as he watched her circle him like a beast, “I like this more feral side of you, come play. I promise I’ll be gentle” he invited, opening his arms wide in a show of confidence. He could tell she was getting tired so he would go especially easy on her, “Oh, and just out of curiosity, how does you body handle poisons? That might be good to clear up, would be great if I didn’t have to keep them broken down, starts to feel a little strange after a while” he wondered. It had only been a few months since his body had been modified but already he had gotten used to being a living entity of poisons and toxins, to fight against his own body to neutralize the potency had begun to feel unnatural to him.

[Diatenshi]

She raised an eyebrow at the question about poison. She smirked as she leaped forward pouncing on him like an animal. Should he let her close her legs would wrap around his waist as she'd drag her claws across his chest resulting in narrow cuts due to lack of force. While he was stronger he also seemed remarkably more fragile than she was. If he lost his head he'd die where as she'd simply have to grow another one.

"Generally speaking most poisons lack effect on me as I lack a circulatory system to spread them. So at most I get a contact reaction. Poisons that kill via neural toxin or by causing organ failure dont affect me in the least bit however. I don't exactly have a nervous system, my body is controlled directly by my core and obviously I lack organs such as kidneys or a liver."

[Izanagi]

The young Jinchuuriki kept a relaxed, inviting stance as Chisaki leaped at him. He was curious if she could actually hurt him if given the opportunity. He smirked, pleased at her she wrapped her legs around him and naturally he wasn’t going to let her away from him again without some resistance. His spider legs wrapped around her firmly, the prickly hairs digging in a little as the four limbs secured across her upper and lower back. He glanced down at the shallow wound across his chest, he could barely feel what was essentially a deep scratch, blood trickling out though he would naturally heal from such shallow wounds within a minute. “You can do better than that, hurt me! Make me bleed for real” he challenged fearlessly, perhaps even a little aroused by the idea. He had become so familiar with pain that in order to cope he had learned to enjoy it to some extent but small wounds he couldn’t even feel anymore.

Shinji tilted his head slightly, grinning mischievously. How perfect, this woman that he was so attracted to, whose talents were remarkably unique and whose bloodlust rivaled his own, was even largely immune to the poisons that flowed through every aspect of his body. And likewise, he was immune to the viral infections of her ability. The two were safe to enjoy each other fully and without restrictions, each were even difficult to kill physically in case one or the other got a little out of hand. Chiskai’s body was malleable and could regenerate whereas Shinji healed fairly quickly but mostly was difficult to injure due to sheer remarkable muscle density. It was a shame Chisaki was so determined to play hard to get, both physically and mentally the two seemed a perfect match. Though romantic endeavors were foreign to Shinjiro, it would be a steep learning curve to understand how exactly to win a woman over the proper way. “Well, you really are perfect then” he marveled, allowing the poison within his fluids to thrive once more. He exhaled slowly, feeling a little more relaxed, his hands moving to support the woman’s backside. “In a way I’m a living poison. If I were to kiss someone normally it would paralyze them completely. I’m also immune to poison of course and can break them down when needed but I’d rather not have to” he explained, looking at her soft and inviting lips again.

[Diatenshi]

She had expected him to catch her and take advantage of the situation. She was not disappointed though maybe a little grossed out as he wrapped the spindly spider legs around her. feeling his hands on her ass she'd smirk. She'd growl and lean in close to his ear giving it a nip tugging only to let is slip through her teeth.

"Just remember you asked me to go harder..."

At his taunting and feeling his legs prick into her body she'd laugh and eyes bright with maniacal excitement begin clawing at his back with her sharp claws repeatedly as her mouth morphed into a jagged toothy maw which then proceeded to bite down on his shoulder. Pulling her head back she'd attempt to tear his flesh much like a wild animal tearing at a carcass.

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Predator's Maw
D-rank Ninjutsu
After performing the proper hand seals, Chisaki's mouth will fill with sharp teeth designed for ripping flesh. The teeth will be made of a black chitinous material with a strength equal to Chisaki's control.(15)

Devour
D-rank Ninjutsu
Prerequisite: Predator's Maw
By channeling a large amount of chakra in her mouth then taking a bite out of her target, Chisaki is able to ingest and rapidly convert the new organic material into viral biomass that can be used to heal or fuel her special biomass jutsu.

[Izanagi]

He felt arousal once again as he held her and she seemed to embrace the closeness, growling lowly and biting at his ear. Shinjiro smirked, feeling that he was about to enjoy seeing and feeling what Chisaki might do. And he was not disappointed, perhaps only he wished he had the good sense to take off some of his clothes and equipment before Chisaki shredded through his already tattered cloak and into his jacket. His spider legs absorbed back into his body as he reached back, letting her hold her own weight as he slipped off and tossed aside the cloak and let his swords slip off his back and onto the ground, similarly opening up his jacket enough so that she bit directly into his shoulder.

The muscular and heavily scarred teenager smirked at the familiar dull sense of pain that flowed through him. Blood flowed from his shoulder and thin lines trickled from the cuts across his back. If he properly flexed his muscles, she wouldn’t even be able to scratch the surface of his dense body, though relaxed like this he was able to enjoy some of her passion. The brutal tearing and ripping technique was a nice touch, enough that he actually felt some of the pain, enough for it to pulse from the wound and radiate through his arm. Shinji groaned in satisfaction before leaning in and biting her neck as his hands explored her body. The poison in his blood would flow into her mouth, ordinarily, it would flow through a person’s nervous system, paralyzing them from the neck down though leaving the sense of feeling intact. Chisaki however would likely barely be affected at all.

[Diatenshi]

She was mildly dissapointed in herself, the only wounds she made were relatively superficial. They bled and made a mess, but didnt really leave any lasting damage. As the poisoned blood flowed into her mouth shed wrinkle her nose up. It tasted off. Overly sweet and not in the good way like a cake. She assumed it was one of the toxins in his body but it seemed to be having no effect major effect. She wasnt able to properly tear the skin or muscle off from his body but at least it made him bleed it was like a consolation prize. Well you didn't win but here's for trying. Pulling her bloody lips away she'd smile and kiss his cheek. Smearing his blood on his handsome face with her lips she'd pull back and look at him. As she did another chisaki looking incredibly tired would exit the wall to their left.

"I really need to develope an explosive technique for my clones. If I had one you'd have more than just a few cuts... Anywho, it's time to clean up... Though i may need you to carry me. I'm out of juice."

Her face became serious as she focused. She made a series of hand seals and the biomass in the room would seem to recede into her form. Oddly enough it'd do it without making her seem any bigger. Even the clone in his arms would turn to goo dissolving in his arms and falling to the floor only to be sucked into her body. Even the bodies of the homeless were gone. Her body shook as it struggled to absorb all the biomass. Eventually however she started to grow taller. By the time she finished she looked more built than she had previously and was a good 2ft taller. Her breast also went from being a B cup up to DD. She heaved a sigh of relief then looked at her body with a slightly grossed out look.

"Eewwwww I look like some weird muscular big titty weirdo. Don't look at me I'm hideous."

She spat out half joking curling up into a ball so shed be less visible.

[Izanagi]

Shinjiro grinned as he realized that the paralyzing poison in his blood wasn’t affecting Chisaki, the two would work well together if that was the case as some of his more high-level techniques involved spreading his blood around a larger area so that anyone around him ingested it. She was unable to bite deep enough into his flesh for him to determine if the tissue decaying toxin in his flesh would affect her, that one likely would but if she could eject the corrupted flesh quickly then she would be fine even then. He felt oddly at peace as Chisaki simply kissed his cheek, it was a more subtle and sweet affection, and he found he actually enjoyed that more than his baser urges. He had been starved of affection so much growing up, especially from female figures, considering he couldn’t remember his mother and his older sister mostly tortured him, that receiving affection from Chisaki felt like a drop of water in the desert and he craved more if it but it also scared him at the same time.

For a moment Shinji simply held Chisaki, his hands moving up to her back as he looked at her with a content smile. He moved to hug her closer when he heard her voice coming from the wall, turning his head to see the second version of her emerge. Looking back to the one held in his arms he realized that it was just a clone though nonetheless it was still her same personality so in effect it made no difference. Smirking, he stifled his brief moment of emotional comfort. “Keep training, one day I want to feel you hurt me for real” he challenged, looking into the eyes of the clone. He would set her down gently and retrieve his cloak and swords, putting them back on and adjusting everything back into the right place. Already the shallow wounds were beginning to heal over though there would still be a fair bit of his blood stained into his clothes and drying on his skin.

Shinji whistled lowly, impressed by how well she cleaned up, “Woah, neat trick. Here I thought I’d be burning the place down to cover your mess” he mused, though quickly realized that technically all of the biomass was a part of her. He hoped he hadn’t offended her at all. He watched with interest as her body shook and shifted as it absorbed the fleshy goo throughout the room. At first it seemed it wouldn’t alter her figure much but gradually she grew in size. The teenager’s eyes lit up in intrigue and he was about to tease her about her figure, snickering a little at her own reaction. But when she actually curled into a ball he realized it really did bother her. The amusement faded from his face as quickly as it had arrived and he moved over to her, crouching in front of her and grabbing her by the hand, his other charcoal black hand moving to the side of her face to encourage her to look at him. “I don’t care what you look like, stupid. You’re still you, that’s all that matters” he stated simply. Already Chisaki had proven to be someone special to him. She was the type of person most people feared and shunned but in the end she was a lot like him and he could sense that a part of her just wanted to feel normal and loved.

[Diatenshi]

Chisaki looked at him as he comforted her a slight smile forming on her lips. She had been half joking and it was mostly her preference to remain small and cute. Though his words made her wonder if he'd still like her if she took the form of a man. Or an old lady... The ideas with which she could test him were endless. Alas that would have to wait. She could barely maintain a proper shape at the moment as tired a she was.

"Even if Im fat and weigh over 600lbs?"

She'd reach up to grab his shoulders wanting him to carry her. The desire actually struck her as strange for a moment. She hadn't truly been held by another since her transformation eight years ago. The desire of physical affection suddenly became an overwhelming need as she finally allowed herself to feel the deficit of the past eight years. She'd been the princess of her family loved and spoiled until she transformed. Now her family was scared of her and kept her at arms length afraid of being devoured...

She grabbed him and buried herface in his chest breathing in his scent. It was animalistic with a hint of blood. The blood was probably her fault though the other scent she suspected was the influence of his genma. Despite her large size and mature body, she acted once more like the small little girl who'd vanished years ago.

[Izanagi]

Shinji snorted, smiling kindly as he glimpsed a more vulnerable side of her. Despite her physical maturity there was a part of her that reminded him of a scared little girl. He had seen and heard so much suffering growing up, becoming particularly attached to a younger half sister, she was only 7 years old when she died in a training accident, that had been 5 years ago now and Shinji hadn’t let himself fully care about anyone since. He still felt protective of anyone that reminded him of her though. “Of course! I can turn into a 5000lb sea turtle you know, 600 is nothing” he joked lightly. Truly physical appearance meant nothing to him when he had a true connection with someone, both of them could transform and alter their size and appearance drastically, it was only natural to think of the person's mind and not their body given such circumstances. There was also the fact that Shinjiro didn’t have much sexual preference between male or female, pleasure could be pursued either way. Likewise, the feeling of having a true connection with someone was something he craved regardless of gender or appearance and that meant more to him than lust and pleasure.

Still, he was wary. He had been trained to become indifferent to the suffering of others, to be prepared to kill anyone he was ordered to no matter who they were. He had been reminded of that many times, pitted against his siblings, forced to kill friends and pets, anything he might care about enough to distract him from his purpose as a weapon. Furthermore, he knew Vorashu, knew that the Genma would push and push at any sign of weakness, prodding at old wounds or new attachments. He was developing a stronger relationship with the Genma lately, but only slightly and he still didn’t trust it. Despite all this Shinji couldn’t help but hope that he could find friends that were both strong and important, people that weren’t expendable enough to be killed if he cared for them. Lifting her up and cradling her effortlessly, Shinjiro realized it may have looked strange, but he didn’t care. “Come on, lets get you home” he stated, feeling a strong protective instinct overcome him. He inhaled slowly, holding her close to his chest and savoring the moment. He hadn’t held anyone like this since his sister but what he felt toward Chisaki was more than that. He wanted her to like him, to trust him and perhaps to even love him, though such an idea scared him if he were to think on it for any length of time. For now, he would settle with a trusting friendship. Moving out of the shack he would carry her through the streets and toward the checkpoint into the Merchant District. Anyone who looked like they might make a comment about her size or appearance would be met with a deadly gaze, flooded with murderous intent and should they dare utter a rude comment he would manifest a lizard-like tail and swiftly remove their head as he walked past them.