"...God, ********, damnit!!!" Katsu raged, his skin burned and barely recognizable. He was the strongest swordsman in the world. Nobody could best him in swordplay alone. However, swordplay alone wasn't enough. Those ******** came in, wrecked s**t up, and left with barely a scratch on them. They... they needed to pay for their s**t. Even if it broke every bone in Katsu's body, he would give those punks what they deserved. A beating and death. But first, he needed more power. More weapons, more jutsu, more styles, more everything. Lars had his Rinnegan and his transformation. Katsu needed something to cover that difference.
Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 6:02 pm
The two shinobi disappeared almost instantly. He couldn't really do anything about that. The Raikage sighed, and looked around. The place was so scarred. The people were upset, Katsu for example. Swearing. Angry. He could understand that... so many people died. The Raikage directed his Wood Avatar to take the village path that had already been decimated, stepping over the wall and standing by the coastline. It dropped the barrier onto the surface of the ocean, and Christian then proceeded to release the barrier. The debris were unleashed into the water, and that was that. Christian could feel the Mizukage's energy; he fell into the ground, and then stopped moving. The Raikage stepped over to where he was, and then used his wood techniques to lift the Mizukage out of the earth. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"I told my shinobi to come over here to begin a relief effort. Your chuunin, Momoko, told me of what was happening here. I can't believe it got this bad. Just two shinobi and..." He sighed. It was best to not say more on that particular subject. But he did want to know more about the shinobi that attacked. He raised his voice and began to ask the other shinobi around: "Does anyone know who those guys were? What village they came from? Their motive?" They could've been rogues. But they also could've been of another land, which essentially meant that they were riling up a war. That was the worst case scenario, but it had to be addressed. "One of them had the Rinnegan. I think you can all tell that. The other... used some sort of acidic vapor? Terumi? They both had large chakra masses. I'd say probably S-class shinobi." He sighed. The Rinnegan was a powerful bloodline. Worst of all, it was renowned for its ability to cause large amounts of destruction in a short period of time. That made the direct attack on Kiri much more horrific than it would've otherwise been.
"I am a skilled healer. If anyone has any injured that might need assistance, any form of it, then bring them to me and I will begin healing them." He was the only one for now. Hopefully a team of medics would arrive soon.
Kit had been using his kekkai genkai to see through the dense fog and guide himself among the rubble and fallen buildings. Seeing the backs of a few people Kit walked up to hear the voice of his kage chrsitian. Staying a few feet back Kit took a small breath. "Kit Heyaza, Genin. Orders to move to Kiri for futher instructions complete."
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 7:31 pm
Turpis had found solace beneath the surface of the ground. There was little trace of the destruction that had been caused by the Chibaku Tensei. Of course he had not seen, or even heard, of such destructive force that acted in such a manner. It was frightening, how easily Kirigakure had been destroyed by two ninja. It was a mixture of fear and a loss for action that the Mixukage sat beneath the surface. If not for the interference of Christian, he would have stayed below for much longer. That, however, was not the case. Christian had arrived, and he did force the Mizukage back to ground level. It would seem that such despair would have to wait for another day.
Christian's line of questioning fell upon deaf ears. Turpis heard Christian in the peripheral of his hearing as a persistent ringing filled his hearing. He turned to his comrade almost as if he had just begun to hear him. "I...I don't know." He paused as he collected himself. He was a Mizukage, not some Genin seeing jutsu for the first time. "I came here as soon as I saw the destruction that was being wrought in the middle of my village. But this...this was unreal." It was an embarrassment was what it was. Kirigakure was supposed to have one of the strongest armies, and here it was lying in ruins from a mere two ninja. Turpis could only imagine what could be going through the Raikage's mind at that very moment.
"There are no injured here. Only dead. They have killed my people and will pay for that soon enough. But right now...I must tend to the fallen. " He turned to face the man with whom he had spoken with only hours previous. His eyes locked upon Christian's and he spoke with a soft tone. "You have seen what they have done to Kirigakure. I would not see that happen to your village as well. We will handle our own Christian...thank you." His voice was solemn, lifeless. It was different from his tone during their first meeting.
The Uzumaki stared intently. It seemed as if Turpis... cracked under the pressure. He could feel a great dissonance in his emotional state, though he wasn't sure if it was despair or simply apathy. It was strange to read. He did not know exactly how to respond to this situation. However, he essentially took the Mizukage's suggestion with nothing but a glance and a shake of the head. "We will not be leaving. I have ways of being alerted if my village has been invaded. And I've proven that I know how to deal with their attacks. They left because I came. If I leave now they might just return." As stubborn as it may have sounded, he refused to risk another disaster. Kumogakure was fine. He had a whole horde of defense mechanisms in that village that could deal with a disaster.
"You guys will need some help and manly hands to help you rebuild anyway, right? And money. We can help you with all of that. Come on, trust us." He tried to be kind. He would've tried to be more energetic, more optimistic, but this wasn't a situation that allowed for such a thing. He wasn't sure if he even wanted to be here at the moment. "I know Mokuton. I can build some temporary homes out of wood for the displaced civilians. I will get on that. Don't worry about me, don't worry about Cloud. Focus on Kiri. Tell me if you need anything. I'll be nearby." He stepped away from Turpis, and saw Kit standing in front of him. He recognized his name from the roster, and connected it to the face. "Kit, I'm glad you came. Did any others come with you? How is morale back at home? Are people worried? I don't want them to be. I think we can deal with this issue swiftly." It would take some time, but the village would be able to function once again. More importantly, Christian worried about the mental state of the people that remained.
Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 8:30 pm
Kit was delivered a direct line of questioning concerning what he knew to be the status of home. "Well the villages are always gossiping about something sir. Few say you are here to see the kiri village well and modestly restoe it back to a functioning town once more. Though that is only one story of course. But the overall demenor of the people is well." Having said this Kit noticed the Mizukage sulking and seemed almost like a broken man. Regarding this Kit said nothing, he wasn't a Kiri ninja, but one of cloud. He would do as ordered from his kage. The ruinous ash of kiri around them was heavy in the air. he could almost taste it. Kit kept his kekkai genkai deactivated leaving the thick mist to just barely outline Christians face.
Kisuke Joukai entered the village via jumping over a wall, the gates seeming to dangerous to even try to go through. He remembered seeing tons of weapons, a giant earth man, and feeling an immense chrakra it made his skin crawl. He found the Ramen shop quite easily, it being one of the most torn up places in down. Plus, he'd practically memorized the Raikages distinctive chakra, and most of the people in his village. He could tell a fellow friend was around there somewhere, and when he spotted them he couldn't help but frown at the scene. It looked rather depressing, the obvious Mizukage standing above the rumble of his village looking lost,"Well, hello there." He announced himself, smiling towards them. He felt bad for the Mizu, but he was here to help and that was all he can offer. 'Maybe I can even get in some training while I'm here...' He thought to himself.
Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 5:12 am
Christian nodded; he was happy to hear that people weren't worrying. But he was sure in a week from now they'd start bitching about their funds going to the Kiri relief. Especially the day after they made an alliance with them. That was sure to cause some conspiracies... or just a lot of unhappiness. However, Christian didn't care. Because he would always try his hardest to protect others who deserve the protection. That was his way of life. "Kit, I have a task for you. I want you to go around and ask some of the witnesses of this event for information. We'll need to find out as soon as possible just who is behind this. I saw a man leave the area when the two shinobi disappeared. Perhaps he would be the best contender? Or maybe this guy...?" He glanced at the sullen shinobi with several blades (Katsu) who seemed to be fairly burned. He didn't know his name but he didn't need to; Kit could ask him for information anyway.
Right as he sent Kit off, another Kumogakure shinobi arrived. A chuunin if he remembered right? Kisuke? He wasn't exactly the Oracle, but Christian needed every pair of hands he could get. Especially loyal ones. "Kisuke," He called his protege's name, looking at him very intently. "I'm sure you've noticed. The village is kind of blown up," he rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna be stationed here for a while. Maybe a few weeks before I go back home. I hope we've set up a temp while I'm gone." s**t, he probably should've thought about that. He didn't want the sycophants murdering each other for the temporary Raikage authority that they could snatch. Lord have mercy. "You got any obligations here? We've got a shitload of work to do. More than I can handle alone, I think." He closed his eyes, and nervously scratched the back of his head.
His contemporary was right. Pride had gotten Krigakure into this mess, and the evidence of said folly was ever present in their immediate vicinity. Turpis had nothing to gain from trying to save face at this point in time. It was, as one would say, like locking the gate after the horses got out. He eyed the man with his darkened hues, and only one phrase seemed to come to mind. "Thank you." Turpis was aware that simple gratitude was not going to be enough to express the debt that Turpis owed Christian, but through extension Kirigakure owed Kumogakure. The word of thanks was just the beginning though. In helping Kirigakure to recover from this heinous assault upon their land at peace, Kumogakure had made an investment. An investment Turpis intended to uphold with the utmost prejudice.
His almost dazed demeanor faded into a deep sense of resolve. Kirigakure would return to full power and it come back stronger. "Alright Christian. It would be foolish for me to deny your assistance. Now is the time for collaboration, not prideful suffering. If you would create the temporary housing in this area, I will get to work cleaning the debris." The Mizukage immediately performed the handsigns necessary for a rock clone. His chakra descended into the earth below and from it rose three clones. All three remained in the area, as Turpis himself began to run off. One of the clones spoke up, informing Christian. "I must lead my village, lest my shinobi descend into chaos. We are here to assist in your endeavors."
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 9:07 am
SANJAY One Eye'd Dragon Samurai Class - Jōnin
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With his vision slightly he grasped the situation by listening to the reports. A major invasion on the Mist had taken place, and he had completely ruined his chances for helping. Disgraced at his inability to protect the his home he exited.
Mayumi watched her sensei start to walk off in silence. He seemed to have been in a small amount of pain from her attacking him, or at least she believed. She decided to follow him discreetly for now to see if she could help any,
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 1:05 pm
Aobi Senju
JOKERof theWOODEN mist
Chuunin=Weapons Senju=Hatake
What the... He asked himself as he watched the raikage use his jutsu. It was something he had only studied and not yet learned himself. This was indeed intense and the other shinobi had completely rendered his wood prison useless. When the man spoke of his departure and the fact he was only a chuunin much like aobi himself aobi couldn't help but curse at himself. <******** fool you still aren't strong enough. He could feel a bit of anger grow as he vowed to become stronger and hunt those two down.
As they left and he looked around at the carnage the anger only rose greater within him upon seeing the fallen shinobi strewn about as well as innocents alike. Upon hearing the raikage and mizukage speaking he was glad they would have some assistance in picking up the pieces of their now depleted village. "Mokuton: Moku Bunshin." He said as four of his wood clones appeared out of the ground as they looked around at the carnage. "Lets clear this area and rebuild the ramen shop first." It was a little gesture but figured it would be a start. The four clones and himself began picking up the area placing piles of debris in once area and the bodies in another to be taken to the graveyard for proper burial. It took a while but they finally cleared the area where the ramen shop used to be. Mokuton: Shichuuka no Jutsu." He weaved a few hand seals and watched as the place rose from the ground as he twisted the wood to look exactly like the previous ramen shop. He could feel the sweat beading off him of but refused to stop working with the village in such disarray.
He pointed to two of the clones. "You two go find paint and supplies for the ramen shop. You guys move the bodies to the graveyard for proper burial now. We shall not rest till this village is back in order understood!" He barked his orders to the clones as they all nodded and left he figured it would give him time to report his efforts to the mizukage.
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Kisuke was happy the Raikage acknowledged him, but didn't really give him a direct order. He still didn't know what to do, when he began to realize what he could do to help,"I can be the temp, if it would make you feel more at ease. Or I can stay here as your personal body guard. " Kisuke just wanted to be help for his lord, that required a little more than picking up trash from on the streets of a village he had no loyalty towards.
Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2014 5:21 pm
Shane-senpai
Katsu looked up, staring at the Raikage. This man... He could match that gravity, that Rinnegan, that Lars. His genes had the capability of taking them out. Katsu had always taken pride in his ability to match up to other shinobi without having a bloodline or clan. He was self-made, rising from the ground up, very literally. But today, his pride meant s**t when he couldn't protect his village, when he couldn't be the sword that stood between the mist and its enemies. If so, then he would throw that pride away in turn for the ability to defeat those that threatened his precious place.
"Raikage, I heard you may be able to heal me. I'd like you too, but... Katsu began, taking a breath out of necessity. "I would like you to implant me with some of your Senju cells as you heal me. I don't know whether I'll be compatible, however I'm willing to leave that to fate. If he wasn't able to take the process, he was no use to the village anyway. However, if he could attain even a fraction of the Raikage's power through this method, he'd be willing to put his life on the line trying.
[I'm not asking for an actual implant, just a reason for why Katsu might suddenly have a bloodline.]
The Raikage nodded at the Mizukage's words. He would get to creating some housing soon enough, of that he could be sure. When the Mizukage began to leave the area, Kisuke started to speak. Christian raised an eyebrow at his proposition of being the temp. He had no experience leading anything beforehand really, so Christian couldn't accept that. It was just so things didn't go batshit while he was out of the village. He shrugged. "I'm sure the elders will be able to lead in my stead, if it comes to it." He didn't like giving those crazy old bats too much authority, but they were more experienced than anyone, and the least likely to cause some village-wide uproar at their temporary rise to station. "Stay as my personal guard. I might need some things." He smiled faintly. "For example, some medical tools. Can you go to the Kiri hospital and fetch me some basics? First aid kits, stuff like that?" (Improv mission; your word count will adjust your money earned)
Katsu addressed him. He wanted to be healed, which caused Christian to step forward, coating his hands in a thick, green chakra. But then he spoke again, and he said something very unorthodox. The Uzumaki's eyes narrowed slightly, unsure as to how to react to that proposal. "It's not that easy. If it was that easy then I'd give everyone my genetic material and Cloud would have a horde of Senju. Some people die. Some people deform. It also exhausts me for days; it's like losing a lot of blood or something, you just need time to recover. I've done it before, but it was for a very extreme case. A young boy was dying and nothing I could do would heal him. I gave him the vitality so that he could survive his disease and begin to recover. But then another disease overcame him, years later. His body, as it was developing, did not react right to my cells. They began to morph and consume him, and eventually they started forming tumors and degenerating his recovery. He died, painfully. I can't expect that the same won't happen to you." He stared quietly. Christian could perfectly mutate his own genes; he could literally become a tree, blend with them, move through the earth, spreading his cells perfectly across the soil. But others... they were complicated.
They, after all, were not Senju. They were not even Uzumaki. They didn't have the life force to survive such an act. At least not commonly.
