Kali Himitsu & Raphael Hyuga.

Life as the Mizukage was difficult, something that Kali Himitsu, the twelfth person to hold such a prestigious position, was still learning. The twenty-year-old widow and mother of one had a laundry list of duties to fulfill on a daily basis, and quite frankly her duties were beginning to take it’s toll on her psyche, though she hid it well. Sometimes the woman felt like neglecting her duties for a day in favor of spending time with her two-year-old daughter, even if that time was spent in bed with the two cuddling close to one another as they slept. There was also the option of spending time with Krenos, the only man that had caught her attention since the death of her first husband, but than again her daughter came before her love life, or at least for now. With two months having gone by, and the workload not getting any lighter, Kali had decided that a day off was in order though one that wouldn’t be for rest. She had informed the administration that she would not be coming in today and that she would handle whatever she had missed tomorrow, but for now she would be taking a trip to the training field to improve some skills.

Though she wished to spend time with her daughter, she knew that training needed to come first and having the two-year-old sit and watch wasn’t an option. Usually the young Himitsu would be brought to the training ground so that she may watch her mother, but since Kali was going to be training with another individual, she deemed it too dangerous for her daughter to be around. Of course it was something that had greatly upset the two-year-old, the child and the mother missing the time that they spent together, but the Mizukage wasn’t one to give in just because her child was crying. Karma needed to understand that though they spent less time with one another that her mother still loved her a lot and will do her best to clear her schedule so that more time could be spent with her. But as of now, she needed to improve the skills she already had so that she may perform her job as protector of Kirigakure no Sato better. So with a kiss upon the two-year-old’s forehead, Kali departed from the small home that she use to share with her deceased husband, though the place was beginning to not feel like home.

She walked the streets of Kirigakure, a smile upon her porcelain face and brown eyes filled with enthusiasm. Kali greeted all who caught her eye, though she didn’t stick around for idle chit-chat since she had somewhere to be, and by god will she be on time. Being tardy wasn’t an option for her, it never has been nor shall it ever, and thus when she felt like a considerable amount of time had been wasted calming down Karma and talking to the residents of Kirigakure, she picked up the pace. Raphael, a young man that had recently been inducted into the Anbu corps, would not be kept waiting. She arrived at the training ground five minutes later, eyes scanning the area as she looked for the Hyuga.

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She was on time, arriving not a second sooner or later than the designated time, and it seemed like Raphael was here as well. Brown eyes locked onto his form, mind automatically calculating the distance between herself and the male that was no more than a year younger than her. Eyes observed his physical appearance as she closed the gap between the two, a grin crossing her face and her eyes seem to be filled with either enthusiasm or amusement. Though the male’s eyes were closed, Kali had a feeling that he sensed her arrival, albeit she wasn’t trying to mask it for there was no reason to. For a flitting second, her eyes roamed around the training ground, taking note of the surrounding area despite the fact that she had been there on more than one occasion. It was something she did a lot, for there could always be changes in an environment, no matter how slight, and since the two were to spar in a moment, she decided that observing the area before the spar began would be beneficial to her in the long run. Her eyes were back on Raphael and she halted her advances, hand running through her hair and flicking it.

“So happy that you could come, Raphael-san,” Kali said softly as her arm was brought down to hang idly at her side. “I do hope I haven’t inconvenienced you in any sort of matter, my request was spontaneous to say the least,” she continued, chuckling softly before falling silent for a moment. More calculations were done as she took note of the weather, something that she had ignored up until now. To say that the village was experiencing mist aloud would earn said person a stare that could mean a lot of things. The village wasn’t known for being shrouded in mist for nothing. But that didn’t really matter to Kali, no, she only hinted the fact that the mist was light today instead of being heavy like it usually is. Something that she should had noticed a while ago since she was able to see much better, but than again that didn’t matter now since she noticed now. It would change a few things about the spar, though she wished the mist was a little heavier so that she could disappear into it, she would adapt to this. She cocked her head to the side as she took several steps back, going from ten feet away from Raphael to fifteen.

“I thank you for joining me, Raphael.” Kali said, smile upon her face as she pulled all of her hair into a single ponytail before turning that into a bun, having little desire to have her almost black strands in her face. “Shall we begin?” She asked, hands dropping to her sides, finished with adjusting her hair. Though her hands would not be idle for long as they flew up to form the horse hand seal. Chakra flowed through her body, pooling into her throat as she released a thick layer of acidic mist from her mouth. With no desire to harm the new member of the Anbu corps, the pH level had been set to five, at least for the moment. Within seconds the area within a fifteen meter radius of Kali would be shrouded by this mist. With little desire to stay in the same place, she moved ten feet to the left and eight feet backwards. Though blinded in the mist, Kali had access to sensory techniques, but she wouldn’t use it just yet. No, it was Raphael’s turn to make a move.

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Raphael had almost managed to hit her with whatever he was sending her way, having missed by two feet, two feet that Kali found herself grateful for. She should had known that disappearing into the mist would had been impossible as soon as his Byakugan was active, but she wanted to see if it could see through a thick blanket of acidic mist even though the answer to that question was obvious. If it could see through Hidden Mist, what prevented it from seeing through Skilled Mist? The answer was nothing, but it was always nice to confirm these sort of things on your own instead of relying on the words spoken or written by others. Though she knew that the man would be sending another attack at her very quickly, the woman made no move to find another spot or to even get out of the attacks range. No, she would rather feel what the attack felt like only for her to build a tolerance to it later down the road. Not something one may see as sensible, but one that she saw as being rather useful if she were to ever dance with another Hyuga, a hostile one even.

Kali closed her eyes and gave a soft sigh before the invisible force that could only be chakra, for wind would had likely disrupted the mist, sent her flying twenty feet, making the gap between the two even bigger, thirty-three feet to be exact. Those brown eyes would open, calmly looking what she believed to be down as her mind quickly assessed the damage down to her body. It had been somewhat painful, though not as much as it would had been if she hadn’t been beaten on numerous occasions by three very sadistic mentors. Not only was her pain threshold high due to the training she had undergone since the day she became an official Shinobi, but it had also been approved upon greatly thanks to a dozen sparring mates and dangerous missions. She saw the ground incoming, could feel her body descending towards the ground, and for a flitting moment she thought about adjusting herself so that she landed on her feet, but for one reason or another, decided against it. Thus her body was smacked into the ground, and she would roll, increasing the gap by another five feet. As she came out of the roll, she adjusted herself ever so slightly so that she would finish on her back, with one arm positioned on her side with the other stretched out on the ground.

Her head was turned to the left and her body automatically grew limp, as if the sheer force of Raphael’s attack had put her into a state of temporary unconsciousness. Kali knew she was fine, but the younger male didn’t and if he wanted to check he would need to close that gape between the two. She wasn’t going to move a muscle voluntarily, and thus her sole movement was the rise and fall of her chest. She felt somewhat sore, but then again, it was something that she could ignore easily. She knew that she could probably easily win the fight by simply increasing the pH level, but then again she wanted to practice her hand-to-hand combat, something that was inferior, painstakingly so, to her Ninjutsu. Raphael would prove the perfect person to practice with, he being a Hyuga, a clan known for their Taijutsu prowess. And if she felt like the odds needed to be tilted in her favor, she had no problem with increasing the pH level by one. But for now she laid still as she listened for Raphael.

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OOC: We are sixteen/seventeen feet away from exiting the mist, for the radius is fifteen meters, which is roughly forty-nine/fifty feet. Eight plus twenty, plus an addition five feet brings us to thirty-three feet, leaving us with sixteen or seventeen more feet to go before we are out the mist. This math doesn’t take into account your position since it’s a fifteen meter radius with Kali being the center of that radius when the technique is first activated. Also, unless you are bending down or getting on your knees, I don’t see how you are delivering palm strikes to my side. Not entirely sure of your position in relations to Kali’s body, as in being on her left or right side, or maybe even standing over her with your legs on either side of her body, but I have taken the liberty of specifying that myself. Now on to the post.

He neared, as she had expected, and he had done so quickly, giving the time that it had taken him to close the thirty-eight feet gap that had been created between the two. He was on her left side, from what she could tell with her ears, though she couldn’t be entirely sure since she couldn’t see him. A sensory technique would definitely be a nice thing to have, but then again, it would easily betray her ‘unconscious’ state. Yet she made a mental note to develop some sensory techniques when she had the time for they would be quite nice to have in the long run. But for now, the newly appointed Mizukage had to focus on the spar at hand which seemed to be going in Raphael’s favor. It may cause one to be concerned about the Mizukage’s ability to protect the village from any harm that may come her way, for if she were so easily defeated by a Hyūga than she wasn’t as strong as she was hyped up to be. It was a spar, but that didn’t really matter. Kali was expected to win, and though there was no a person in sight, tales of her defeat would circulate throughout the village.

She may not be overly concerned about the opinions of the masses when it comes down to the results of a spar, but she wouldn’t allow herself to be beaten by anyone. With his position known, Kali’s body suddenly moved, and quickly Raphael would find that the woman intended to kick his feet from underneath him with a swing of her right leg. If she were to miss, and even if she weren’t, the Mizukage was on her feet quickly. Depending on the results of her attack, she would either retreat into the mist long enough to bring the pH level down to four, or, if Raphael was on the ground, attempt to stomp on him. She didn’t particularly care what she stomped on so long as it wasn’t his head and chest, and if she broke a bone or two then so be it.

Since Raphael wasn’t playing with her, she felt no obligation to go easy on the younger male. Then again, she had very little intentions of doing so in the first place. If Raphael managed to dodge her attack, well as said before, she would retreat long enough to change the pH level of the mist to four. For that she would move eight feet to the left and six feet back in the direction she had come from, noting that she had done too much traveling for her own good. And once the pH level of the mist had been changed, she would prepare herself to engage Raphael in Taijutsu.  

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On her feet one moment and on the ground the next, Kali wouldn’t be surprised if she looked like she had been rolling around in the dirt after the spar came to a conclusion since she had been doing just that. She had expected for him to retaliate, any seasoned fighter would expect him to do so, but she had failed to get out of the way of his flailing limbs and thus was knocked to the ground. Yet the woman would not allow herself to be daze by his attack, instead she quickly made a mental note to take the size of his limbs into consideration next time she got him on the ground before rolling to the left, just as the man thrust his palm in her direction, she narrowly missing the chakra that had been sent her way. Quickly she was on her feet again, poised to attack the man who was proving himself to be more then a challenge and she was quite happy she had offered him a position in the Anbu corps. But she had no time to pat herself on the back or to reminiscence since she was still in the middle of a spar. Though she had time to breath since her partner had done well to get the hell away from her and she could only assume the dangerous weapon that had a limited radius of fifteen meters. Yet she could not tell how far to the right he had moved nor could she tell where his current location was, but that would be fixed pretty quickly.

It was not common knowledge that Kali had decided to make Sensory her tertiary and had thus been honing her skills in the area ever since. It was something that the newly appointed Mizukage thought her people didn’t need to know but something that they would certainly know after this spar. Her reason for taking sensory as her third specialization was simple enough, Genjutsu and Iryo Ninjutsu were off the table due to her pure status not allowing for such a thing, and the only other specialization that she could possibly have was Bukijutsu. Pair it with the fact that when the mist is activated that her vision is obscured, though such a thing rarely matters since her enemies are usually being melted from the inside, she needed a way to navigate not only her own mist but the mist created by other people. Listening skills could only get her so far, and with silent killing being a fun technique for folks to use, listening skills would be useless. Either way she was becoming adept in sensory and she would be using a basic technique that she had been practicing for sometime now. It was the simplest sensory technique that everyone learned, and it was one that allowed the user to sense the chakra of those within their range.

Kali wasn’t sure what her max range was, but it had to be greater then how many meters Raphael had retreated to and that was certainly enough for now and could be improved upon later. She sighed deeply as she closed her eyes, inhaling deeply and taking note of the fact that her mist would soon need to be replaced before opening her eyes once again. Without a single hand seal, for the technique required none, she looked around the area, silently judging the distance of the chakra signatures within her area before her senses honed in on one in particular. This one was Raphael, for there was more chakra being directed to his eyes. She smiled as she began to walk towards the source, not minding the fact that she had exit the range of her mist since another could always be created, and taking note of the fact that the natural mist that the village was known for had thicken up considerably since the spar had begun. She halted her steps upon getting within a ten meter of his position, and silently she would consider what her next course of action would be.

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