Post by Ryu-star! on Aug 14, 2009 1:21:52 GMT -5
Username
Ryu. Ryu-chan. Or Ryu-star. It varies.
Current Canons
Yuuuuuna and Zexxxxxxxxy.
Canon you're auditioning for
Yuffie!
Media Canon is from
A whole whackload of VII games, KHI, KHII.
Is the current canon taken?
Yush, but the holder pulled an Amelia Airheart.
Audition Post
Ryu. Ryu-chan. Or Ryu-star. It varies.
Current Canons
Yuuuuuna and Zexxxxxxxxy.
Canon you're auditioning for
Yuffie!
Media Canon is from
A whole whackload of VII games, KHI, KHII.
Is the current canon taken?
Yush, but the holder pulled an Amelia Airheart.
Audition Post
[ if this sucks, i'm sorry. xD. ][/size][/blockquote]I'm Yuffie, Ninja Extraordinaire!
Oh, you want this in third person? Weirdos.
She's Yuffie. Otherwise known as the Ninja Extraordinaire.
Obviously.
But not many people recognized her by that name. Rather, she was that immature, hyperactive member of the Restoration Committee that everyone wanted to smack around. Not that they lacked respect for her, of course. Rather, it was just the fact that she had this terrible habit to pop up when nobody was expecting her, nearly inducing heart attacks in the healthiest of people.
That was just one of her talents, of course. Sure, she wasn't much of a fighter -- she had Leon, and all of his blade-swinging, fireball-blasting badassery for that -- but she was great for reconnaissance. When she had to spy on the Committee's foes, or when she went out on another mission to find out just how Leon kept his hair so perfect.Y'know, I never did figure out how he does that.
Right. Shutting up.
But on this particular day, she felt this strange desire to kick some Heartless butt. Not that she was angry or anything. Rather, she just felt that fending off some of the creatures might help her get rid of the excess energy that constantly plagued her. Fingers tapping a tuneless rhythm on the handle of her weapon, the ninja furrowed her brow, attempting to figure out just what she would do. She didn't like the idea of bumping into the bigger creatures, as they actually posed a threat. And with the other members of the Committee either asleep or occupied, she really had nobody to bail her out if the going got tough.
After a moment of thought, she decided to just go for it. After all, if she ended up getting knocked unconscious, she'd just miraculously wake up about ten feet away. Not that she really knew why something so unrealistic happened, of course. She just didn't want to think too hard about it. After all, if she did, the powers at work that saved them every time they died might just decide to ditch her.
And that wouldn't be cool.
Anyway, with that said, one thought sat at the forefront of her mind.
It was Heartless hunting time.
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Sneak, Sneak, Sneak, Hide.
Sneak, Sneak, Sneak, Hide.
Sneak, Sneak, Heartless, Hi-
Wait, what?
Peeking back around the nearest wall at the spot where she'd seen the creatures, a smile broke out across the ninja's face. She'd spent several hours hunting Heartless, with no success whatsoever. Until now, anyway. Except... something was wrong here. Normally, the Heartless only showed up in grounds of two or three. Not much of a threat. But this time, there was like... a dozen of them. A dozen big, strong ones, with armor and swords.
Oh joy.
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Several minutes later, the ninja was running for her life-I was not running.
And I'm not 'the ninja.' I'm the Single White Rose!
Fine. The White Rose was taking a 'tactical retreat'. Meaning of course, that she was heading for the hills, eleven of the twelve knights hot on her tail. She'd managed to dispose of one on her way by, but the others had overwhelmed her. A conveniently placed smoke bomb gave her a chance to run- er- 'retreat', but they'd caught up with her rather easily.
Running almost noiselessly along the rocky terrain, an idea occurred to her. Turning on the spot and giving a little wave at the pursuers, the ninja dropped another smoke bomb, reappearing in what she had hoped to be an empty area. No such luck. Oh well, might as well make the best of the situation.
"Sora! Did ya miss me?"
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"Go on, get going!"
Falling on her butt in exhaustion as she watched the spikey-haired key-wielder run off into the distance, Yuffie felt accomplished. The two had done some serious butt-kicking, that was for sure, and she could only hope that things would turn out well for the kid. Whatever happened, she was glad to have some peace and quiet. Maybe she could just sleep or something.Now that I think about it, I totally jinxed myself there.
And that she did. She hadn't been sitting there for more than five seconds, at the most, before those Heartless that she'd been sure she'd ditched found her. With a whole lot of clankity-clanking, they stormed into the area, swinging their swords in an attempt to dislodge her head from her shoulders.
And she needed her head where it was.
Actually, now that she thought about it, the whole situation was pretty funny.
She was a member of the Restoration Committee! Which, undeniably, meant she was strong. People knew better than to mess with them.
"Come and get it!"
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In retrospect, maybe she should've realized that she'd get her butt kicked. Yeah, she'd come out on top, but not without a few cuts and scrapes. And to add insult to injury, the things didn't even have any valuable treasure for her to steal!...
Sorry, liberate.
Sometimes, life could be so unfair.
Whatever. She could always just try again tomorrow.