Chance Encounter [Haitian]

Just under an hour ago, the young Kirigakure jounin had been surrounded by the mist covering her village of the same name. Now, the woman was walking along a path in the middle of a forest where the island's mist was barely visible. Usagi Tsumiko had grown up with the mist of her home country, but it was nice to have an occasionally clearer view of the landscape she was in. If she continued southeast for an hour longer, she would be sure to come across the ocean, but there was no need to go as far as that. The water was not something that interested her enough to visit, especially with the unpredictability of natural disasters these days.

The solitude this forest consistently provided her with would continue to be the main reason Usagi made regular trips there. The village itself had far too many people watching and observing, which only served to set her teeth on edge. Plus, after being appointed as a jounin, she had gained many responsibilities, further limiting any free time she may have had before.

Usagi was heading towards a clearing in the forest which she had become familiar with years ago. It had once served as her refuge from the oppressive laws governing the shinobi world, but more recently had become a place dedicated to her training. When she had first started the clearing, she had not wanted to be tracked to this , and made sight seals on the upper bark of about five trees in the forest. She'd used some very strategically placed vantage points from trees all along the forest pathway, and the chakra-imbued ink still remained in tact on the trees as far as she knew. She only used the ones closest to the clearing itself, though, and did not do so often.

Usagi entered the clearing a few moments after straying east from the forest's main pathway. It was large enough for one to see a decent portion of the sky above, and the trees formed a distorted oval around the area. The atmosphere seems a bit off... was what went through Usagi's mind in the ensuing moments of stillness. The moments passed without incident, though, so she did not allow any irrational, inconclusive thoughts to cross her mind. Rather than immediately get started on her training, as she had planned to do, her mind urged her to assure that everything was okay. That meant she would have to check up on the sight seals she'd placed in the forest, which was an annoying task in and of itself; nevertheless, this kunoichi did not allow such trivial feelings compromise her judgement, i.e. her sudden paranoia of not being the only one in the forest. Without so much as a hesitant pause, Usagi's left hand lifted and her eye swiftly shut. She placed the pointer and middle finger, which moved to slightly resemble a one-handed Ram or Tiger seal, of her hand over the eye she had closed. A small amount of chakra was channeled for a connection to the nearest seal.

Nothing.

She next checked a seal that was fifty meters away, and was seemingly fortunate in deciding to check this one next. Usagi could see the figure of a shinobi moving along, and towards the direction of the clearing. She had a strong feeling that this particular figure was familiar, yet her mind failed at procuring the exact memory that made her feel this way. She was normally very good--extremely good--with memory, so whoever this person was must've been insignificant. Then again, the placement of the seal she looked out from was high above the moving figure, so she couldn't see the face or even much else. Despite this, Usagi was sure she knew this person. She let out a small growl-like sound under her breath. Why couldn't she remember exactly where she'd seen this figure? More importantly, was it friend or foe?

Usa quickly dropped her jutsu, removing her fingers from her eye and opening it as she regained her bearings. She bore a frown on her face, but since he posed no immediate threat, she would not flee. Instead, she made her way up a tree on the clearing's outskirts, then settled onto a branch 15 or so meters off the ground. From there, she could see down into the clearing, but could not see much else because of the density of the trees. The slight mist did not help, either, but she was used to that.

From her spot in the tree, the A-rank jounin stayed on guard as she removed her right glove and stuffed it in one of the pouches on her shinobi belt. If this person turned out to be a foe, she would be ready for the inevitable fight.

Sight Seal:

Jiving about, Cocaine felt himself lost in a prospective world of stranded insignificance, different subjects rocketeered through the Operative's mental landscape. From what he last recalled, he was making his way to Yukigakure for some pleasantries until he unwittingly found himself waking from a daze in the forests of what appeared to the the Mizu no Kumi. His apparently inept bloodline release within him awakened once more as he did. The sclera of his eyes matching his pupil slowly, filling his eye to be completely black. Soon after, the important bright teal nonagram outlined itself within the center of both eyes, opening Cocaine's vision to a completely different perspective. He allowed himself to feed the information which compressed itself into the Operative's retina scope; labeled seals of what everything was around him came into view with comprehension to the Ninja. Cocaine watched the mist settle around the area as he took notice to a seal formed from a third party. His eyes spelled to him the kanji of "sight" accompanied with the trail of chakra became aware to Cocaine, the ninja instantly moving out of the line of sight which it enabled itself to. With slight amusement, the Ninja was able to correctly assess his situation; was he being hunted? He suspected foul assortments of shenanigans played out at this moment, and he instructed himself to act accordingly. Only one person from his banks of cognitive memory was capable of such actions. With proper movement, haste swelled up within Cocaine as he hopped along the thicket, safely contorting his body to remove himself from the future seals of vision which would uncover his currently impeding position. Along his not so frivolous movement, his characteristic chakra nature exuded slowly from his body, Cocaine employing the properties of his Ethereal Specification; the scarce mist which gently hugged the surrounded the encompassing area drew itself together, blanketing the surrounding before the Ninja was able to get close t the seal users source. The unbearably thick fog gave an onset quickly and with assuredness, Cocaine's maneuverability found itself stressed to a lesser degree, to a natural eye, the mist itself would be unmanageable to see through, through for his application with his Zenseigan, the Operative continued to see the basic outlines of the surrounding objects as he walked up to the edge of the clearing, though not going directly in. He systematically transformed his motion into walking to the base of the tree the woman had perched herself within, a which crept onto the Ninja's face underneath the mask. Unknown to to most, there possessed small fragments of hope within Cocaine that the woman herself would be accustomed to this density of a fog as he looked up at her, his vision untampered. With the parse of his lips, the Ninja's deep ebonic voice posed a question as it rang out up the tree; his vocals giving a vibrating sensation to the mask he wore as it propelled forth. <<What point is it to sit and watch, when your target is down below, Usagi Tsumiko?>>
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Spoiler:

Usagi's eyes remained trained on the edge of the clearing, awaiting the possible appearance of the figure. Instead of a person, however, she spotted the noticeably denser cloud of mist and watched as it made its way around the clearing instead of directly into it. Her jaw clenched as she recognized the jutsu being used; she knew it wasn't the regular mist jutsu since it was clinging to the user and not spreading to the surrounding area. The kunoichi could vaguely remember the person who had last used this particular jutsu, so she could only assume that this was whom she had seen through her sight seal. With what she thought to be around a 90% chance it was the same person, Usagi immediately removed her left glove and did the same as with the right. There was no telling where this encounter might go, so she was preparing herself for the worse outcome. Both hands had lightning blade creation seals on the palms, where she kept her fans. There was no use trying to hide the seals; that is, if she was right about who this concealed shinobi was.

It had been far too long to tell whether this guy's visit was a welcome one or a troublesome one. More likely the latter, seeing as how their first meeting had resulted in injuries to both parties.

His familiar voice confirmed his identity, and Usagi shifted her weight as she looked down at him. As she stood there, her left hand moved to her hip, and the other arm dangled by her side as she looked down at him. Before opening her mouth to speak, she pressed her fingertips to the palm of her hand, making a loose fist as she activated the seal. One of her Dual Kaze Tessen, now tightly gripped in her right hand, appeared as the seal faded. She made no move to open or use the fan as she spoke, for it was merely a precaution.

"You're no target of mine, The Haitian-dono. If it's not business you're here for, I suggest you continue on your way," she replied, her voice carrying itself down to him. Usagi was unable to see his face or his body from such a height. Any movements he made now would likely be obscured from view. If she were closer to the dense mist he surrounded himself in, it would be a different story, but her current position was not giving her much of an advantage in terms of sight. Ironic, no? Considering the sight seals placed elsewhere in the forest.

Lightning Blade Creation:

There was a smug lapse of though which ran through Cocaine as he palmed the base of the tree after his brief introduction. As his prior suspicions confirmed themselves, the ANBU-nin thought of the process in which the other was thinking. As it had been a significant amount of time since the last two had previously took in to through that their meeting would be the end of many, Cocaine was reveled in the though t that an opportunity was bestowed upon onto him once again. He felt as if the Kunoichi was greatly confused about a few underlying facts, the man taking proper measures for his next course of actions. He almost felt old, as he stretched his legs briefly through the deathly thick mist, Cocaine allowing himself to be the center point of radius, the mist which embodied him continued to slowly roll out to the surrounding area within a fifty meter radius, though still affecting the Ninja himself he continued such a motion as he spoke slowly to the girl throughout the veil of the mist. <<Business? Yeah, something like that..>> With his ebonic voice almost muffled by the over saturation of mist, while he spoke he etched a seal for convergence onto the base of the tree while looking up at the figure of the woman. Her animosity towards his appearance was one of jovial interest, watching her call upon her seals while readying herself spurned though within Cocaine. To a certain extent, he desired to test the capabilities to the familiar Kunoichi, and to that limit, he was almost ready to break through. His foot attached to the base of the tree, accompanied with the other still placed on the ground, Cocaine applied basic ninja skills with an intuitive thought. It was a certain, he expected nothing to spur the drive for defense or retaliation within the Kunoichi, as if he remembered correctly he could only label the woman as one of the most docile intentions. Only through the wondrous motions of the magical flicker of bodies, Cocaine’s body was propelled up the tree to meet the other with close proximity. His figure unveiled within the small area of visibility, the propelling motion which exited the individual from the jutsu, his left leg outstretched as he conducted himself in a roundabout fashion; both arms tucked in toward his abdominals, somewhat mimicking a kick-boxing defense. His other leg bent underneath him, Cocaine’s left leg continued to pull through to the female as he launched his clear attack to the other’s right upper arm. There was a slight indignation to the Operative motives, but it was clear that precise moment, he initiated direct contact with the Kunoichi which summoned deep curiosity within the deranged ninja.

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Jutsu Used:

Usagi noticed the spreading of the mist, and recognized the tell-tale signs of an oncoming battleground. She felt threatened, which was enough for her to disregard the consequences of such a battle. Her visibility was being impaired by the opponent, so staring down at the mist proved pointless and she turned. As she faced the direction his nearly-muffled voice was coming from, she realized that the disadvantage her location had was too great of a risk. She'd much rather be fighting on the ground than on a meter-wide tree branch that could give way with the right jutsu.

The enemy's sudden appearance in front of her did not faze her desire to get to the ground; she merely had to change tactics, and quickly. As soon as he had appeared with his foot coming in her direction, she had instinctively bent backwards. Usagi exercised the chakra control used for the tree climbing technique and the strength gained through cliff climbing exercises when her hands landed on the side of the branch rather than level with the top. In just a few moments following her initial bend backward, one sandaled foot and then the other had lifted into the air, moving quickly in the same direction as the rest of her body. The enemy's foot hit the heel of one of her feet when it was at the top of its arc, propelling her modified back handspring/walkover faster than she would have liked.

Rather than come full circle and end up with splinters and injury to her chest from an impact with the bottom of the tree limb, Usagi released her grip on the branch when she was slightly past a vertical position, making her head diagonally feet-first towards the ground. Since she was going faster than she would have liked, she propelled chakra from her body, completely stopping her when she was not far from the ground. This allowed her a softer landing on her feet. The whole thing--from the tree to the ground-- took a matter of seconds, not surpassing what could be counted on two hands. She turned back to facing the tree immediately.

Usagi still held one of her fans, and quickly summoned her other one. She opened them both fluidly in one move, sending waves of wind in the direction of the tree she had been on. The colliding waves of wind headed for the tree and slightly to the area above, where the branch was. These winds briefly and effectively dispersed the surrounding mist in its path for a few moments, allowing Usagi to at least see what the winds would encounter before the mist could once again obscure her view.

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