☼ Rouran (The Old Capital)

[Chezmonkey]

Remaining silent, he drew his knife. holding it in his teeth, he formed a handsign and flickered behind the Jashinist. As the invisibility dropped, he in quick succession performed the Silent Homicide technique, neatly decapitating the Jashinist. Holding the head away from the body, he snatched the ear bud off and stuck it in a pouch. He pondered how they had detected him before tossing the head far in a direction away from the body. It would slow the Jashinists down, at least. He silently dropped into an side alley below, and hid his symbols. He slipped out and mingled with the locals as he went closer and closer to the castle.  

[Qastor]

"I say we all meet back up at the castle. Get me that tablet San, I cant stay out here forever!" Howaido wasnt being rude, he knew San would understand that. It meant their lives right now for them to all fuse with the common folk quietly. "Dad, you look fine...." Howaido pulled out a few wraps for himself and formed Two Shadow Clones using the transformation technique on them from afar behind cover. The clones transformed into a giant wagon with all sorts of merchandise on it though it was hidden beneath a cloth. Once he got to the entrance he could call for the merchandise to change upon what he saw, if necessary. He wrapped himself around a few good times and transformed into a raggedy old merchant, he held a tablet in his hand and at Sans command he would change it accordingly. "Come on dad, lets go."

790-40-10=750 B Rank Raiton: Kage Bunshin, E Rank Transformationx2  

[Yo-ko]

◆◈◆◈◆"My sands will be your end"◆◈◆◈◆

San's change "rat" clone went near the cart and carefuly transformed into a dog. The dog would then grab the tablet in its mouth and make its way, cautously and carefully to San in the Shadows.

Once the clone would make it to San, and sure that the clone was not followed, the Satetsu would Mayfly just enough to hand Howadio the tablet next to his cart. The change clone would then transform back into a rat and continue diving deeper into the encampment, looking for anything that could be helpful. Intel, troop placements, materials, weapons, items, and anything else that the intellectual Satetsu would deem "interesting." San would Mayfly back into his previous position, while keeping to the shadows, and would keep his eyes open as well.

◆◈◆◈◆"Never doubt yourself"◆◈◆◈◆  

[Chezmonkey]

Ganchou, cheering along with the crowd, discreetly slipped the Jashinist's earpiece into one ear, keeping his normal piece in the other. Half listening, he wandered along until he reached a Ramen shop, and slipped in. Sitting down with an order, he ate as he waited for more intel.  

[Qastor]

Howaido smoothly picked the piece up as if it had fallen out of his cart and dusted it off cursing a little as he came to the gate. The guards looked skeptically upon him and he hand one the tablet as he banged on the wagon and pointed to his father. He gave easy to follow signs that he was passing through to sell goods to the market merchants and the strong younger man, as he appeared, was meant to help lift the goods as the old man howaido appeared as was obviously too feeble to lift anything. He reitterated by pointing to his father and rubbing his fingers together as he cackled, insinuating he had hired him for a commission of his profits. His taps on the wagon had a dual purpose though, he was using morse code descriminantly to tell his clones what goods to transform into. If they looked under his cart they would see only that which was sold within the village already and his cart was filled to the brim.  

[Yo-ko]

◆◈◆◈◆"My sands will be your end"◆◈◆◈◆

San spoke to Howaido through the bonds golem, noticing that the had made it through and the tablet trick had worked. San himself retrieved the data from his change clone the location of another five guards.

"Howaido, i got a location of a few cultists as well as a building that seems like it could be of interest to us. Ganchou is in, i am assuming, and he is doing his job. Team up with one of us and we will move like a two man unit. Here is the location of the building i am about to go inspect. See you soon."

San used his mayfly technique to get in an alley way near the craps playing cultists. Meanwhile, the turret jofuku followed San with the same technique and also kept to the shadows. Planning out his order of attack, San used his kagura shingan to scout out if there were anything special or hidden in the building. Also, he brought fourth 5 of his kunai and placed danzou's 1st seal on them. Yet first he needed information.

Seeing as his change rat wasnt doing so well, he decided to change it into a cat. The cat would continue his role of recon on other unexplored parts of the city.

◆◈◆◈◆"Never doubt yourself"◆◈◆◈◆  

[Chezmonkey]

As Gan sighed, the hilt of his kunai rose as he ducked, knocking the Scythe upwards enough to cause it to miss the Chef. Falling almost as instantly as it rose, it buried itself into the chest of the Jashinist, slipping through the ribcage to rest neatly in the heart. Pushing him backwards, he stood up, brushed off his hands, and paid the chef. As he passed the Jashinist with the kunai through his chest, he bent down, performed several seals on his arm, and smiled. Strolling outside, he stared at the unconscious Jashinist before shrugging and using the Oil Bed technique to coat him. Walking away in the direction of the castle, he gave his fingers a quiet snap, and behind him the Jashinist lit up in an inferno, powered up by the alcohol level of the Jashinist.

- Chakra Sealing Technique - 80 (Aka If he was using the immortality technique... well, he's not anymore wink )
- Bed of Fire technique - 20
- Ramen - full restore
Chakra: 335/435

Pausing, he slipped into an abandoned alleyway, and did some work. After a poof of smoke, he slipped away back on his path.
-Training Clone 1/2 Total
-Reverse Summon 5

Chakra 165/435  

[Ergo War]

Bast and Anima had wandered off in to the desert while the others had fun infiltrating the city, and made their way around to just below a tower while disguised as small lizards. However, one was blue and seemed to make the walls of the encampment age very slowly while in their presence, and was sinking in to the sand as if it were really much bigger and compressed in to its tiny body. The other lizard, for some reason, seemed slightly bored.

A short distance in front of the gate of entry, right on the boundary formed by the wall's shadows and the sunny desert path, a peculiar shimmering body seemed to pass in and out of existence shortly. It was the body of a woman, nearly mirage-like in her evanescent appearance, and just visible enough to be confusing. She seemed like she wanted to enter the city, but instead of approaching the gates, she floated in the boundary between light and darkness, seemingly bound by an unknown force and fading in the wind.

She passed her eyes over the Anubis guards mindlessly, but stopped on one of the Jashin guards. At this, her eyes blazed a fiery, icy blue and seemed to beckon him in with the promise of deliverance from the hot desert sun.  

[dreadno]

Lucas remained at a distance. he had arived earlier than even Amaya. it didn't matter. he remained flat against the sand and watched in silence waiting to see if anything outright destructive was going on that he could use as a distraction to insert himself into the city to be able to start helping to get rid of the jaishin. if he couldn't find an opening he'd make one soon enough. but he had faith that the higher ups were in there and that they had their own plan. but if they didn't get whatever they were planning under way soon. he would attempt to draw out as many of the jaishin as possible to one location so that the others would have an easier time getting around without worrying about the jaishin. one thing Lucas knew about them was that they used essencially only their one imortality technique. this ment that he held a chance at staying alive long enough for backup to get there. but for now he simply waited off in the distance with his stomach to the sand and no sound coming from him.  

[Winterwolf78]

James slinked in low to the ground, dropping.into the sand on the concealed side of dune ridge about 3 yards from Lucas. Lets see what the pros would do.  

[Qastor]

Howaido paused after passing through the gates as he spotted the Jashin guard. The man was clearly drunk and his alcohol was running low, Howaido pulled out his own bottle and dropped some of his personal poison into it mixing it very well. The gates shut with a thud and he approached the man, his old scraggly voice calling out to him from less than a foot away. "Wise man, can I interest you in a drink, you seem to be low? A small bottle of whiskey for only 150 ryo, in fact I can sell you a pack of twelve bottles for 400 ryo only. Quite a deal!" Howaido had been around these slaving peddlers most of his early life, so he knew exactly how they sold merchandise. His fathered headed further in with the cart as Howaido asked him to politely head to the market building where San was at to 'sell' some weapons for him. Howaido hobbled off to a few other guards posted and sold some to them as well, clearly drunk off their blocks. The poison was fast acting when inhaled, when ingested it was an instant kill. "Hope you boys sleep well!" The men would be on the ground in seconds from their drink their insides would melt from the poison and their nervous system fail drastically. "Now off to the market!" He was liking this, stealthy assassination of drunkards combined with making a few hundred ryo too. "San, Im on my way, Paps should already be there."  

[Qastor]

As the five men at the hut stormed around Howaidos father pushed the wagon from behind as it slammed into five Jashinists with its massive load running them over flat under the metal spoked wheels. He ran over to look at who was under the cart as the five were obviously crushed to death. The two guards outside would likely have seen the incident,"Uhmm, were they laying in the road on purpose?" Howaidos father questioned the guards with an honest look of astonishment on his face that a cart couldve done that much damage. The old man who owned the cart arrived and leaped around in shock, Howaido being this old man. "Acha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What is this? Why are these stupid people under my cart, what business do they have hitting my wagon!? Your men couldve ruined my wagon cart!" An intense flame of anger bored into the very souls of these guards from this old two foot tall man. He seemed so harmless like a baby dragon, yet this old mans anger would scare the Jashinist guards greatly. "Why dont you give me that scythe so i can slice your damn heads off and sell you and your five friends as a rare dish at my next stop in Takumi!!!!!'" The old man was seconds from leaping on the fools, but what the scared Jashin would do was likely unpredictable.

It was at this moment that Howaidos father bluffed again as he lifted the wagon off the men and ten toxic smoke bombs rolled out into the hut and exploded. "Whaaaaaa!!!!!! Thats my cargo!" With that the "old man" jumped over the Jashin men or rather climbed over the guards and ran into the hut shouting back: "You bastards still owe me for my cart!" When the bewildered Jashin guards finally looked forwards again and shook off the oddness they would be met by two electrified fists to the chest by Howaidos father. The attack would cause their heart to explode and literally fry their nerves, if they were still alive they would be paralyzed and the lack of oxygen would kill them. "You heard the old man, you owe him." He grinned as he cracked his knuckles and wrists he used a similar technique on the five bodies that were run over just in case and dumped them into the cart all seven of them. Meanwhile Howaido had ran inside under the guise of an old mans anger to kill any who the toxic smoke did not annihilate already.