Takra Uchiha
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Takra rolled his eyes and stood up “Whatever, Godal, no offense to anyone but I’m off to do something that’s worth my time, like, bang my head repeatedly against a tree or somthin’.” the teen walked out of the gym and ended up in the war room, looking around and smirking let’s see what we can do now that you’re out, Fox-face Takra gained the aspects of the fox, orange streaks in his hair, pointed teeth, nine orange fox-tails, and other, subtler details, things around the war room started to get shredded and ripped up as Takra tore around the room, bored and working off steam, hopefully Godal didn’t mind, then again Takra didn’t really care if he did.
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Takra glanced at Baylet and his eyes turned red again, his expression turning to a glare, though he didn’t get up, and stayed where he was Ok then, Fox not restrained, greater rage effect but easier to control, good to know Takra crossed his arms for something to do and stood up, taking a few steps, then walking straight back and sitting down again. Now he watched everyone through half-closed eyes, not wanting anyone to freak out.
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Takra raised an eyebrow as <span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, ‘Helvetica Neue’, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20.3999996185303px; background-color: #f4f5f6;”>Adrastea walked in and said nothing, rather he just watched carefully, keeping and eye on everything he could and noticing what details he saw, Jerrel’s lack of surprise at </span><span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, ‘Helvetica Neue’, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20.3999996185303px; background-color: #f4f5f6;”>Adrastea bursting in, Miwa’s jumpyness, </span><span style=”font-family: ‘Open Sans’, ‘Helvetica Neue’, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20.3999996185303px; background-color: #f4f5f6;”>Adrastea’s haggard look that suggested she had just woken up, then there was the fact that she expected something to be happening</span>
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Takra nodded “Jerrel’s got a point there, particularly the point about covering each other’s weaknesses, although, unless over-confidence counts, I’m not aware of any weaknesses” he shrugged “then there’s the fact that Miwa tends to get a little twitchy in a pressured situation” knowing Miwa would give him a reproachful look Takra looked at her and said “don’t give me that look you know it as well as I do. I’m not sure about you Jerrel though, you’re pretty level-headed, tough, and not phased by insults.”
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Takra sat thinking about why Godal would put them into a squad, then comprehension dawned on him and he smirked “it’s obvious, isn’t it, Jerrel? this is Godal’s next lesson” he shifted his gaze to Godal “so, you decided on teaching us how to work together, correct? I’ll buy that, but I don’t see how putting us into a squad teaches us teamwork” Takra shrugged and leaned back, watching silently
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Takra raised an eyebrow at Godal squad? what the fuck for? Takra shrugged whatever, the old man wants to make us into a squad, fine by me, I see no reason to be a squad for though
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Takra looked at Jerrel “why wouldn’t I be? I’m perfectly fine.” the teen raised an eyebrow wonder why he’s freaking out over there Takra shrugged and leaned back, shifting his attention to the ceiling
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Takra chuckled and waled over to sit on a bench, watching, his arms behind his head, then the fox reminded the teen with a painful jolt what they had agreed upon <i>Calm down, Foxface, everything will fall into place, no sense in causing trouble, so chill out</i> the teen smirked, watching the room
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Takra sighed slightly “My apologies, Miwa, I had forgotten how little you had been able to study, since this planet is so close to our own, it was fairly easy to study it’s history, Icarus is the son of an inventor that was trapped in an ancient maze with him, the father made artificial wings using glue and other things from around his workshop, despite his father’s warnings, Icarus flew too close to the sun while going over the ocean, the glue melted, his makeshift feathers fell away and he dropped into the water, he died on impact, as the water was too far away to land safely, his body was never found and his father despaired over it evermore.” Takra folded his arms and added quickly “of course, your wings wont do that, since they’re not artificial, so you can fly as high as you want, so long as you can breathe comfortably.”
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Takra took a deep breath alright, so, here’s the deal, you stop trying to break out, and we can work together, eh? the fox mentally snorted angrily, saying that what the hell would he want to ally with an arrogant kid for? for one, I know a few people who could use a good beating, and for two, you’d be able to come out more often without forcing your way through the fox again refused, so Takra changed tact look, furball we can sit here and argue all day or we can actually do something about this so-called demon slayer that neither of us like, so, deal or no deal the fox remained stubborn and refused to cooperate Takra grew frustrated and changed tact again Look! I’m not interested in sitting here all day, so either you shape up and cooperate or I will rip the fur right off your body! this, apparently, was what the fox had been waiting for, like Godal, (I assume) the fox like the boy’s fighting spirit, and agreed to work with Takra instead of against him, the teen twisted his right hand over his stomach, activating a seal that had restrained the fox’s power and making it become useless, the teens eyes, instead of turning orange and cat-like, had turned red, it vanished just as quickly, and Takra vanished on the spot and appeared slightly behind Miwa, his voice had changed, sounding more confident “Sorry, am I interrupting? it just seems to me, seeing as Miwa JUST learned to fly she should practice a bit more before trying to show off, no offense of course, I imagine she’s a great flyer already, however a little practice never hurt anybody, wouldn’t you agree, Jerrel?” the boy’s gazed shifted between the three people, Miwa, Jerrel, landing on Godal, the teen smirked slightly, watching for any reaction.
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Takra couldn’t take it anymore, in a flash the teen hopped up and started pacing back and forth, mumbling gibberish but what seemed to make sense to him under his breath, certain words and phrases like ‘fox’ and ‘fight it’ were common, along with a few choice swears thrown in
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Takra walked quickly, trying to get away, not stopping till he got outside, the teen sat down in front of a tree fight it fight it fight it fight it… the boy drew his knees up and wrapped his arms around them, trembling
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Takra swelled with fury “YOU SHUT IT OLD MAN” the teen stormed out of the gym, ignoring anyone who tried to stop him
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Takra growled “Leave it, Miwa I won’t worry about it”
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Takra growled lowly, not taking his eyes off Godal, muttering “his ‘real fighter’ deal is a load of bullshit, he wanted me to punch him as hard as I could, and I did, if he wants people to look him in the eye then he can get off his fucking high horse and treat us like something other than prized weapons, he’s father all over again, well I’m not having it” he glanced at Miwa “and stop that, I told you, it depends on whether he’s willing to be calmed down, this is not the time to be doing that, you’re just pissing him off more.”