Chidori Hand Signs Novels & Stories

''If you really are loyal to Thalisse no matter what your ideals and goals are, do the sign,'' Elder Shimar said. They both stared at their hands. Reluctantly, Carysse went first. She knew the meaning. Every sign started with a clap to get the attention of good. The prayer sign was a plea, the molding was the bad spirit or thoughts that were forming in one's mind and finally the fistbump was to crush whatever evil thing that the person wanted to cast out. It was the pattern for acquiring peace within oneself and to others. Chaos also followed and then Ashki even did it.

’ ‘I know. ‘Say hello back?’ He shakes his head, ‘no.’ I sigh, people would die to have such a pretty bartender call them pretty and this guy can’t even say hello, ‘Just smile and wave then.’ He hesitates, stretching out his lips. I roll my eyes, ‘I didn’t say show her your teeth Aiden, I said smile and wave.’ He swallows nervously then smiles and waves. Well more like moves his hand about but we’ll take it. Christy smiles back, “you got to teach me some of that sign language, I have another deaf customer that comes here sometimes.”

“Show us the hand signal.” She lifted her hand, trembling slightly — three fingers raised, wrist bent inward. It was a tiny movement. Easy to miss. Impossible to ignore now that we all knew what it meant. “Good,” he said. “And if even that’s too much?” Lena swallowed, throat working visibly. “Tapping,” she whispered. “If I tap Cassie twice, she calls it.” I nodded. “I’ll stop the world if I have to. Just tap.” Her eyes opened, big and exhausted, and she whispered, “Thank you.”

The whooshing kripling avoided them as he continued his flash movements through the air. With my right hand, I formed the signal of my index and middle finger pressed together upright while the others folded into my palm. This resulted in the walls of the temple protruding crimson red arrowhead spears to stop his movements. He hovered in the center of the ceiling, viciously peering down at us. He was trying to manifest an opening. Too bad that Marlena and I were his main obstacle. His black blood dripped with a sizzling acidic sound on the sacred floor of the temple.

“… and he says to tap that blue on the crew…” Quickly, Zen made a cross with his arms to indicate they should not hit anything. Oritha had the hammer poised above her head but did not move because Akiko remained still. The lights moved again, and the music continued. So far, so good. Zen paid close attention, and a name appeared just as the spotlights froze. “… Sarah tells me it tastes so good, the purple chapstick on her lips like elderberries to my cherries…” The lyrics were questionable, but Zen quickly joined his hands above his head like a circle and leaned to the left for purple. There were only blue, white and purple colour options. Zen’s indications were leaning left for purple, righ

This is war. The woman seemed ready to dance on her feet, staring at me again. She presses her fingers to her lips, then folds all of them together, except her pointer fingers. She puckers her lips against them, and I recognize the gesture. She is telling me to be silent. She then folds an arm across her chest, looking up at the flying monster again, while lowering her other hand, splaying out her fingers and pushing it down like she is telling me to wait. She's trying to be inconspicuous and it's working. Is she sending me a message? Stay silent and wait? Who is she?

Ding Hao did not dodge. He took a deep breath and slowly raised his right fist. With his palm turned upward, he lowered his elbow and withdrew his arm. Slowly, he clenched his fist to the right side of his waist. A mass of purple airflow visible to the naked eye gathered on his fist like a whirlwind.

Third person POV: “Now, how are you going to take out Golden blood form that wisdom bitch…” Wanda said through her gritted teeth. When right that moment a female ghost that was flying above Wanda head walked ahead and stood in front of jasmine, she made a hand gesture by joining her thumb and last finger together. Joining of Thumb and last finger is gesture used by people to commit them as they are slaves. Jasmine understood that she was asking her to summon her, seeing which she quickly said “I.. I... need to perform ritual...”

The attack wasn’t a small one… but was deflected by Chris’s protective shield… not without consequence. Chris knelt down, his right hand pressed against his chest as he spat a mouthful of blood. He slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his lips curling sinisterly, “My turn…” He raised his hand to the sky, his index finger and ring finger pointing to the sky while the others were curled into a fist. He chanted in an ancient tongue as he swirled his fingers in a circular motion, the clouds in the sky above darkened as they danced to his rhythm. Finally, Chris pointed his finger towards the man standing opposite him.

She raised her hand, and she began to spell: First, she made a fist and extended only her thumb and forefinger, forming an "O." Then she raised her forefinger upward, as if pointing to the ceiling: the "L." She made a fist and extended her pinky finger upward, making an "I." Next, she brought her fingers together in a clear, open "V." She made another fist and extended her pinky, forming the "I." She opened her palm and tilted it slightly, as if displaying a fan: the "A."