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" That dose sound rather disappointing," Matsuri said while giving a sympathy expression to him. She knew how it felt being stopped in the middle of trying to opening someone. She wasn't in to murdering people fully however cutting them open and seeing what they really where in side was more fun. She then turned to look at the mist, seeing that it was growing large as time flew by. 'If it gets any thicket how the bloody hell 'else can I kill people with my Bonesaw, no fair,..... '
" What ever it is, it's starting to be annoying,.." She said while back towards Ryuko. "If it was another attack then fire works and scream would be happening already." She then turned towards the clown painted male with a small smirk slowly appearing on her face. She clenched the Bonesaw in her hand tighter .
"If they don't start screaming soon then it will be no fun. A few hours ago there was all kinds of screaming because a guy holding a chainsaw and cutting up people and eating them but now they stopped,...." She said as her smile slowly went away. The thought of man eating chainsaw guy dead was depressing.








'I come from the Imagination And I'm here strictly by your Invocation,....'Ryuko said as she watched the mist. She wasn't sure why but the sentence that she had just thought seemed to fit what was going on. There was something eerie about it that didn't seem real and yet it was there in plain sight. A small chill ran down her back as she continued to think about the odd mist, forcing herself to listen back in to the conversation. Something about saws, knifes and screams.

The girls eyes went wide with curiosity as she listened to Joker speak. Glancing towards Ryuko she noticed that the other female didn't seemed bothered by the insane clown. Which was odd but in a good way. She then looked towards Zeru who still didn't seem to share his thoughts on the other male joining them. 'Maybe this way Zeru can have fun too? Another male in the group for awhile and they can do male stuff while we bit the bars,' Thinking this as her face twisted abit. 'Joker would be an interesting drunk to see,....'
"We can play doctor and nurse with all kinds of people now," She said while clenching her right hand in the air. Having some sort of weird stance that she thought was 'cool'. "And Zeru can play zombie with you while you cut him open. Oh, the fun we shall have."







Ryuko could only frown when hearing Joker guess if they where lovers and what not. The mental image didn't seem to faze her, after all her and the younger female where one and the same. She then turned her attention back to the mist with a small sigh. it seemed to be growing, getting every crack to Hidden Leaf. " I have an odd feeling that this mist isn't just in Hidden Leaf and they can't send messenger hawks out in this mist." She said while glancing up towards the sky. " So where should we go or dose it matter?"

Matsuri nodded her head 'yes' when hearing him say how he wanted to save peoples lives. It was part of their job but she couldn't help it when wanting to see inside the human body. Surgery was unfortunately only part of the job while the other half was helping people with injury's. 'Oh well,.... Maybe we will get to heal someone with their head cut off. I heard that it's always a fun case,...' Thinking this as she glanced down to her own medical badge, sewn on his jacket.
" Well I guess we can decide where to go on the way to the docks," She said while turning away from the three, now walking down the alleyway towards the docks.








Ryuko tilted her head to the left side , cracking her neck for a second as she watched her other self walk forward. She then glanced towards Joker and Zeru while shrugging her shoulders. With her left hand she reached out, grabbing Zeru by his shirt collar. She couldn't let him brake his promise to travel with them and this seemed the only way to work even if it seemed childish. " Well Joker since your the guest to this party where do you want to visit first?"

Matsuri couldn't help but to laugh when hearing his comment. It was a good question and yet she not had to feel sorry for nay messagers who where trying to get to Hidden Mist. Arguing to the 'main man' that their mist was thicker or a different color then usual. It was just an odd mental image. " Haha to Hidden Mist then," She said with heading to the docks. When they got there they simply paid the man money for four ticket to the village and headed on the boat.











"Why do we pay this much money and not just ride the bat to the villages,..." She asked mostly to herself as she dragged Zeru's body on to the boat. She was starting ti wounder if he was dead, or just un counsious. Either way this was going to be interesting later on.

Sai strolled lazily through the sunny plains of Fire Country in the pursuit of becoming a master medic ninja. With his knowledge of the sacred Sage's Woodland, he knew he could be one of the best his village had ever seen. Hopefully even living up to the name of the legendary Usagi Orimara. Knowing the exams were so close worried him. He wasn't sure he had the arsenal to become a Jounin Elite. The other potential jounin would surely be trained much more thoroughly than him. The country road he had been traveling on bore many impressions telling Sai that this was a rather busy road going in and out of the village. He was nearing the edge of the field into a dense forest that extended for miles and miles. How far, he obviously couldn't tell. Sai didn't really have much of a care in the world so he just liked to follow the motto 'just keep walking'. The forest grew thicker and thicker till barely any light filtered through the canopy above making it look like dusk instead of midday. After walking for about ten minutes Sai realized he was no longer on the dirt road. He was treading on moist grass that squished beneath his feet. "s**t....now how am I going to find my way..." he complained. After an exhausted sigh, he just decided to keep going. There really wasn't anything he could do. If he stayed there he would surely accomplish nothing. As he ventured deeper and deeper into the forest a strange wind seemed to be following him. He could feel it carrying leaves in a swirl all around him. Teasing him. Dancing around him. Come to think of it, Sai hadn't sensed any woodland creatures in quite some time. No wonder the forest had fallen silent. Where was he heading that it was so quiet. The wind began to pick up in slow inhales. As if the very forest itself was breathing through a pair of giant, fatigued lungs. He continued till the sound was almost deafening. Finally the owner of the strained lungs spoke out. "Boy....open your eyes." Sai stopped dead in his tracks unsure where this voice had come from. His aura had no living creature other than trees penetrate it. "Bu-but my eyes are open" He replied a hint of fear in his voice. "No boy. I mean OPEN your eyes" the sage-like voice responded. Sai wasn't sure what to make of this request so he merely shut his eyes and opened them again. When his lids pried open, colors flooded his plane of vision. He could see. Something that went beyond the very nature of his clan but he could see clear as day. He was in a meadow filled with a strange array of plants and flowers. Some of which Sai recognized from his woodland techniques. Others that seemed more alive than flowers ought to be. Moving about from tree to tree. The colors were so brilliant it almost stung his eyes to stare too long. Ten feet in front of him stood a great weeping willow. It looked over a hundred years old if not more. Moss grew off its trunk as if it were a great flowing beard that ended in a coiled pile on the ground. With a slight crack of bark a pair of topaz yellow eyes burst open over the beard of moss. More cracking continued as parts of the bark were now body parts to this face carved into the trunk. An old man made of wood stepped out from the tree's face, still connected by various mossy ranches. He was balancing himself on a wooden cane that was fused to his right hand. He seemed brittle as he was hunching over. His other hand had long spidery fingers with a few leaves poking out at its ends. The sage's canary eyes surveyed Sai with appraisal. Now that Sai could see who was addressing him, the fear was now drained from his voice "Who are you?" A smile formed on the bark-like face underneath the moss beard as the man said "I have been called many names. Names only the trees remember and only the winds can pronounce. I am a spirit of the earth. A sage of this forest. A forest that has been called mine for hundreds of years. I am the very life force of the woodland you call upon. You know me as the owner of this woodland. " Sai stared slack-jawed in disbelief. "Yo-your the Sage?" The tree entity silently nodded. "I have brought you here because your mind is clouded with many doubts. You the last holder of the Sage's Woodland wisdom. This causes me great alarm. It tells me that the very knowledge these trees posses will die with you. That cannot happen. Your predecessor, Usagi Orimara, never had such doubts but unfortunately the wisdom he possessed is lost." Sai's expression fell "Usagi Orimara is dead?" The sage kept an even tone in his worn voice making it rather comforting. "That no one can be certain. The winds whisper many rumors to me but of course these rumors escape from tongues of men. You are here because you sought my guidance. Whether you knew it or not. I am here to tell you, shake off any doubts you have. You will persevere in the coming trials. However difficult they may be, you must shine like the moon bloom in a veiled night. Your doubts deceive you. They wish to rob you of the knowledge this forest has bestowed upon you. For when you doubt your own abilities, this forest doubts your power to control it and it will abandon you. Do you understand?" Sai looked shamefully at his feet. The tree's voice wasn't angry but disappointing. This was worse than anything he could have felt. Sai would have preferred if the tree were shouting at him. "Yes sensei. I won't let you down." The tree gave him a thoughtful smile and said "Then my boy. You must be off. The sands of time stop for no one. Not even myself as you can see." The sage waved goodbye before sinking back into the trunk of the willow leaving Sai alone in the forest. Without warning he was shook awake but the jabbing of a cane. "Oy kid! You alive?" Sai now fully awoken could not see anymore but was well aware of the person who had awoken him. "Huh? Wha-oh. Yeah I'm fine." He mumbled as he got up off the floor. Apparently he had fallen asleep on the road. The man who had awoken him was very skinny in farmers clothes. He wore a straw hat and was leading a rather fat cow down the road. "Oh good. I thought you were dead. You shouldn't fall asleep on roads like that. There are bad shinobi and bandits that won't hesitate to rob or even kill you." Sai dusted himself not really paying attention to the farmer's words "Yeah. Thanks. I'll be sure to remember that." He picked up his bo staff and the farmer began walking in the opposite direction. "Man. How long was I out for? And that dream...was it really a dream? Did I really meet THE sage?" At that moment he remembered what the sage had said about doubt. Sai thought it best to believe his slumber lest the woodland techniques ignore him. He walked closer and closer to the Village Hidden in the Leaves knowing that he would prove himself in the Jounin exams. He would emerge a master of the medic arts ready to aid those around him as well as bring back the Orimara Branch Family back its lost honor. He needed to remember why he was traveling to the land's most powerful nation. To expand his horizon and learn to control his woodland techniques to the best of his abilities. He was curious to learn techniques of the famous Toad Sage Jiraiya but knew it had been many years since his passing. Perhaps there was someone in the village who still had knowledge of the Sage's jutsu. They would certainly prove useful in the exams. Perhaps there was even a technique that would make him temporarily indestructible. A technique like that seems unimaginable but perhaps somewhere within the vast village there was someone to teach Sai a technique like that.

Even though the fight had actually been staged, it had looked very real. The blows had actually hit, the pain had certainly been real. Anyone who did not have beforehand knowledge would be taken in by the ruse. It had been deemed necessary to have Shouta and Lolita at least appear to be defeated, just in case anyone was watching Raga. Otherwise things could have appeared to simply be too convenient, and the entire plan could fall down before it had even gotten started. So the fight had happened, with a scripted outcome. Now Shouta and Lolita were feigning unconscious, and trying to ignore the fresh array of pains they had gained. They hoped all of this was worth what they expected to get out of the ordeal! All they had was Raga's word, but why would she lie?
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Several long moments after their fake battle, Raga finally started moving again. She hadn't expected quite such a realistic battle, and was aching all over. She pulled out the length of rope that had earlier been used on her. Lolita had handed it to her to use for this next stage of their plan. As well as a brief lesson in the finer art of bondage tying. She didn't want to do anything too kinky, but it was imperative that whatever she did, it looked solid enough to keep the Kon twins tied up tight for as long as it took for them to be sent to wherever it was they would be going. She would have liked to go along, but that could have looked suspicious, since she had never shown an interest in it before. So instead, she simply focused on tying the two up snugly, then pulled out a communication device. Clicking it twice, she was met with silence for a long moment. Then, finally, a garbled voice crackled out of the speaker, tinny with interference. "Status report?"
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The Kon twins were beginning to grow a little frustrated. They were tied up, bound and gagged. Normally, that meant they were about to have some really naughty fun. But not this time. No, this time they, for whatever reason, had decided to rescue several other ninja who had been captured by the very person they befriended, rather than simply continue to live their lives of lechery. They couldn't see anything behind the thick strips of cloth tied around their heads, but they could feel, and hear. They felt Raga pick them up, and by the light grope they occasionally received, they guessed things weren't too bad. But the trip was a bumpy one, they each had seemingly been thrown over a shoulder. What a sight that must have been, a young girl carting two equally young and trussed up children, halfway across the village!
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