Temperatures were sixty-five degrees in Ibuki Tenshi's province at the time of one o'clock PM, it was a marvelous time to be out and about. The fabulous weather was accompanied by the ablaze, teal shaded sky; Ibuki Tenshi's climate was so tranquil that the wind, reaching 10 km/h began to whistle. Serene streams of wind slowly carried the alabaster, puffy clouds through the sky with ease, while being at sea level the clouds looked like torn cotton balls desperately trying to reassemble themselves. A mass of leaves that hung on the forest trees rustled one another making the cluster of noises startle the doves sitting in them; this forced the doves to take ear-deafening flight that would last ten minutes [5 posts]. "Ah, what a magnificent day", the twenty-one year old said to himself with a charming smirk on his face. "My only wish is that Magi doesn't friggin' mess it up", Tegaru shouted, and even with his thunderous yelling he couldn't hear himself despite how close his ears were. The accomplished assassin quiescently stood in the heart of the forest, he was located to the left of Aegu's stadium near the river, that had a 10 foot width. He was like a nail pinned to the wall, anyone, or anything could tell he was waiting for someone.
Standing at 5'7, Tegaru weighed 158lbs; he was a short man who lacked a great deal of somatic strength because it only reached peak human levels. To counter his short-coming, he had a startling ability labelled as Seismic energy. His god-given talent made up for his lack of strength. The energy could only be manipulated in two ways, the mainstream use was concentrating it to both hands, while the sub-technique was manipulating it around his entire body as a shield. His ability was riveting, Tegaru had the spiritual muscle to disrupt a gamut of opposing powers by forcing his own through the inner-workings of theirs. His raven toned hair was short, and shaggy, it even hung before his flint colorized irises that encircled his ivory pupils; Tegaru's optics possessed an ability of their own. This technique was called Zenkei - ぜんけい (Panoramic), the skill granted him the perk of having a wide field of vision, not only that, but he could comprehend super-natural speeds in time-frames that were slower than a natural humans. He always kept his eyes covered due to the fact he was insecure about them, being a child he was branded with the repugnant name of the devil, so in order to weaken his eye prowess he kept his bangs in front of his vision. Based on Tegaru's internal conflict, it set him at an immense handicap, so this is what many thought. With the greatness of his seismic power, he could use seismic sense, this ability allowed him to pick up the slightest vibrations occurring from the ground, and on it. He could also detect anything as long as he was on a solid surface with seismic sense. In fact he earned an alias that sent a spine-bending sensation to those that heard of his name, it was God's Accomplice. Besides his opponent's not being able to see his eyes, they could see the lower section of his face, which was his nose, mouth and unwell kept facial hair.
Tegaru's tan skin wasn't smooth either, it was rugged due to his line of work over the years. With his experience came refined skills, and weapon knowledge. He wore a scruffy poncho that had a tawny hue, towards the lower piece of the poncho, one could easily notice it's flamboyant, graphic design. There were seven arrow shaped designs that could also be called stripes; each strip corresponded with the other, except the middle since it didn't have a match. The first comparable stripe was a seafoam coloration, while the second was black, the center of the collection of stripes was white and sable. At the peak of the brown ponch was his black scarf that had a blend of a dark grey that faded into a lighter tone of it. Both of Tegaru's arms were shielded from the view of enemies and commoners, this gave him vast room to make abrupt attacks during close range combat, in a way, he felt he made it impossible to read his muscle movements, logically anyway. For an opponent to read his movement through normal means, they would need to have factual science in how they were deciphering his complex movements. The only thing prominent that came from his arm ligaments were his sturdy hands, each finger bared scars of different kinds, but around his hands were leather, black gloves. The top of the gloves were padded but that wasn't only to keep Tegaru's knuckles safe, inside that padded gloves, was a small machine that held ten rounds of four inch needles that were coated in poisonous liquid. With the poison being liquid, it would transfer into the enemy's blood stream instantly which would show quick results, the poison could mutate the adversary's cells and make them grow at a rapid pace.
Once the poison reaches a certain point, the enemy will begin to drastically slow down, and pass into death, but as they fight through the poison, their body's trigger points will all be affected. As this is felt - the enhancing pain will cause piercing sensations which will restrict many movements. [the opponent only has five posts to live if this needle should connect.] Besides the life-threatening affects of Tegaru's needles, he can shoot them at a speed of 768 miles per hour (1,126 ft per second), with this type of speed, and the how thin an average needle is - this type of attack is barely noticeable, meaning it was going to be tedious to respond to. If the combatant didn't posses a certain skill tray, then they were going to be getting pierced by his needles, and since he had ten rounds for each knuckle, that meant there was a total of four needles that would project at once with his fierce rounds. Underneath Tegaru's poncho he wore a white muscle shirt, but over his muscle shirt was chestnut brown, leather armor, the armor expanded to 5 inches of cushioning, even if he was stabbed, he'd be able to survive it, and that was depending on how the armor was pierced. More importantly, he had a belt that was wrapped at his waist, the belt holstered eighty knives, forty knives were distributed evenly to his left and right pouches. Located towards the front of his belt were both of his combat trench knives, both of their handles were golden, but the special thing about them was that they could emit a blinding white light. This radiance was triggered from the pommel of the knives, and the light source was kept two inches inside the trench blades steel, that aura projected from a small window that had a length of 6 inches while it's width was 4 inches. The blades length was 8 inches, and its width 7 inches.
In order for the young assassin to negate his knive's ability, he wore stylish goggles, he kept them wrapped on light brown bucket hat he wore. Under Tegaru's belt were the loops of his black shorts, on both sides of his shorts he had spacious pockets that could hold many things, but what he carried was destruction, in Tegaru's left pocket he housed five mini-bombs, and for the right pocket he had ten homing shuriken once the opponent was locked on too. The way this worked was from the user's desires. What made the shuriken so dangerous was that they could expand to a 2 meter radius after getting 7 feet close to an opponent, and for the shuriken to expand, all it took was a word. "expand". Besides what his pockets held, his shorts were large and loose, meaning they fitted well, and allowed him incredible maneuverability during combat. It gave the assassin access to maximize his agility and reflexes to their full potential. The shorts were one inch above the bottom of his knee which made them more fantastic. Finally, Tegaru wore top of the class, military combat boots, they were tightly strapped so he wouldn't slip during the chase of the target he and Magi had to capture. The boots weren't only meant for this either, the master martial artist had foot techniques he developed for outlandish acceleration, and speed. The name of the skill was Wind God. This technique was implemented by the user directing chi to the ankles to support the practitioners balance. Tegaru stood silently, arms folded while being patient for his late partner to arrive at the designated meeting spot.
