A street where multiple apartments are present for the needs of the residents of Kirigakure. They are free to use and are typically one to two bedroom apartments, but be courteous to others as well. Some of Kiri's Hunter Nins' reside here as well, to keep an eye on things as far as disturbances go.
On the other side, is a small collection of shops to find goods for your home like decoration and what not (none of the stuff at the market). Just little knickknacks, so do enjoy!
Here Karou was, in the residential district. Someone would have something for her to do here right? All she had to do wa---something was jabbing her. She looked to her left rib which was being pocked in with an oak cane repeatedly. Karou looked to see some old woman, hunched over and small to the ground jabbing her. This woman was not letting up either as she turned, grabbing the cane or atleast pushing her hands in front of the cane’s end to stop it from hitting her. “You! Boy! Help me home!” The old lady stated to Karou as she began swinging the cane around. It was good that she had done her reflex training as she simply moved out of the canes direction. It then hit her that she was called a boy. A vain popped from her head. She walked around with the old woman, steam coming from her head as she tried to keep herself together. The old woman walked around in random directions, before shouting towards some house and heading in the direction. Karou just screamed inside herself, hoping no one would call her a boy again. -193/180- Help Elderly
Karou continued to walk around the district, her mind fuming with anger at the boy comment. How could she be mistaken for a boy!? She looked down, running her hands along her body before sighing. She had not fully grown out yet, and that made her somewhat sad. Most other girls had nice bodies, but here she was with…this. She sighed, slumping down to see nothing but weeds in front of her. Someone was not taking care of their garden or did not seem to care. She sighed, her hands moving across the dirt before going into the roots. She was not a boy! Boys were…boys! She was a girl who could handle herself and would crush anyone in her way! These were her thoughts as she ripped the weeds from the ground before simply sighing. There was now holes; small but still holes and flowers in which she just filled the holes and walked off. She had to go do other things for now. `165/130 Weed Pulling
A crow flies through the thick mist of Kirigakure, within its feet, there was a small scroll. Locating its target below, the crow would make its way over to the young Uchiha female. Settling on her shoulder, the crow would drop the scroll, and fly off.
Congratulations for graduating, Karou Riko. I have been watching you, and many of the other new Uchiha graduates. I have yet to observe your current level of skill, and I was hoping to do so. Meet me in the Kirigakure Training Grounds.
She couldn't rest now could she? It seemed someone was watching her, but she smiled as she read the name of the person on the paper. It was someone she had her eyes on as well, someone who she would have to find later in life, well at least after this moment. She would head to the training grounds, a small smile on her face.
"Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. "
~ Kai Sui ~ ~ Genin ~ ~ Water Style ~ ~ Sealer~ ~ Ninjutsu ~ ~ Hozuki ~
" Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water, my friend."
Kai was now struggling to drag the clone its chakra fading he knew it was almost over if he didn’t do something fast everyone in the residential district would be infected within a matter of moments. He had chosen to cut through this area as he figured it would be fast and if something did happen another shinobi might be nearby and able to stop the poison and save the people even if it was too late for Kai his village meant more to himself than his own life.
The clones water prison fading fast small spurts of poison water dripped from the orb and onto the ground killing the grass and staining the dirt. The water was still succeeding to keep the poison in but it wouldn’t last long a few more minutes at most. Kai was slightly relieved when he reached the end of the residential district he had one more place to go before he could get to the training grounds.
Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless -- like water. Now you put water in a cup, it becomes the cup; You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle.You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle
When Luo arrived at the crime scene, he found two jounin as well as two chuunin casing the area, closing off the apartment complex as well as interviewing residents who were home at the time. To be honest, Luo had a pang of insecurity run through him, after all he had literally become a genin earlier that day. To see these higher ranking shinobi at the crime scene made him a bit nervous, however the feeling soon was replaced with his usal calm confident air. As he walked up to the scene of the crime, one of the chuunin stopped him, putting a hand out as he explained that no one was allowed to enter the area. Before Luo could explain that he was summoned there however, one of the jounin put his hand on the subordinates shoulder, filling him in on why Luo was there. Lifting the bandaging tape used to block off the area, the jounin motioned for Luo to come inside. Ducking under the tape Luo went inside the perimeter, the chuunin wearing a slight look of confusion on his face. Luo understood however, after all if Luo was a chuunin he'd probably wonder why there was a genin on the scene with permission to enter the crime scene. The chuunin himself seemed to be assigned to keeping the perimeter.
As Luo walked towards the building which was charred on the right side, the jounin who let him inside briefed him on the situation. Stopping ten yards away from the building, Luo stared at it for a moment trying to take it all in, all the while the jounin continued to rattle on. When he finished, Luo was silent for a moment, a moment too long it seemed as the jounin said Luo's name as if to command his attention. "Sorry, just looking at the building. So you say the second floor only has two external exits to the roof, as well as a total of sixteen windows facing the exterior?" The jounin nodded, taken aback that Luo seemed to have internalized the information given with efficiency, all the while trying to examine the scene. "You said no one was spotted leaving the scene of the crime, correct?" Again the man nodded silently as Luo continued to stare forward. After yet another silence, Luo exhaled through his nostrils after getting his thoughts together. This definitely wasn't an open and shut case.
"Can I get a ledger for every shinobi that lives in this building as well as the adjacent ones?" Nodding, the man handed him a folder he had tucked neatly under his left arm, of course the jounin had already acquired such information. Taking it gently from the man's right hand, Luo continued. "Of the shinobi who live in these buildings, how many were katon or raiton users?" At that question, the jounin couldn't help but allow the tinniest sliver of a smile to creep across his face. Luo didn't remark on it, but he could tell his professionalism as well as the detailed questions he asked impressed the man as far as the genin was concerned. After remarking that they had already circled the katon users in the file, he motioned for the chuunin who was interviewing the residents. He asked him how many of them were raiton users, this second chuunin wearing a face that seemed to ask why that was even something that needed to be asked. Before the jounin answered this time, Luo took the lead. "We need to eliminate the possibility of an electrical fire. For all we know someone used electricity to make it look like an accident." The chuunin then nodded, getting the point as he went back to the other people to find out what Luo needed.
Looking back at the jounin Luo muttered, "Any dead or injured?" pointing over at the other jounin, Luo realized by her green glowing hands that she was a med-nin, treating injuries on the scene. The worst injury were second degree burns received by the one shinobi that was in the apartment with the fire, although it was also explained that the chuunin was concussed. "I'm gonna need a copy of all the shinobi statements, as well as his no matter how inadmissible it may seem. I'm gonna get a better look at the crime scene." With a nod to each other, Luo hopped up the open side of the building to the second floor apartment, standing among the rubble. "Well, let's see if we can figure this out," he said to himself aloud.
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You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot; Now water can flow or it can crash Be water, my friend...
Title: Investigate Crime Scene: Felony Rank: B Information: Your village leader needs you to search around a crime scene. Try and figure out what happened, and who did it. The crime you are expected to unravel is typically some form of arson or felony. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Post: None
Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless -- like water. Now you put water in a cup, it becomes the cup; You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle.You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle
Standing in the debris, Luo went over the files he was given, paying attention to the circled katon user names as well as last names. He was looking for bloodlines and clan members capable of doing something like this. Tucking the information under his arm, he decided he'd get a look at it later. Being careful to not disturb the crime scene, he walked around slowly, cataloging everything he saw. The main fire started in the kitchen, something Luo suspected to begin with. In general it was fairly easy to pin a fire on a kitchen accident, something the unobservant would probably say. However, Luo inspected the true origin of the fire and found it to be too far away from the fridge or the oven. "Hmm, we can eliminate a grease fire, the smell would be clear in the air otherwise." Looking behind the fridge as well as the oven, Luo shook his head. "Not a major electrical fire due to appliances. Although the cords are burned, the outlets don't have any sign of being a point of origin."
He then moved onto the not so burned areas, searching for any sign of entry from the front door. Kneeling down so that his knees were bent as he rested on the balls of his feet, he scrutinized the ground. The carpet was raised against its original cut, however as he ran his left index finger up and down the carpet a few feet away, he revealed that this would occur only upon entry, not exiting. Which meant that, the chuunin that lived here was indeed the only one who came in at the time. He scoured the book case next, as well as the living room area that apart from soot as well as halfway burnt furniture, was relatively in tact. "No signs of forced entry or a struggle, at least in this area" he said as he walked back to the main scene of the crime, the jounin he talked to earlier returning as he jumped up to meet Luo. As he did, Luo was already bent down once more, looking for clothing fibers as well as strands of hair. So far, he couldn't see anything worth noting. As the man got there, he noticed his eyes were now blood red, three tomoe spinning into view. Handing him the files, the man listed off the names of the residents who had the raiton element, attempting to show Luo inside the file. Waving a hand he muttered, "I've got names and apartment numbers memorized," he said, surprising the man once more. Handing Luo the statements he asked for earlier, Luo asked the man something politely. Although to be honest, it was his first encounter with those eyes, and to him it was fascinating. So much so, he had to keep himself from asking about his eyes before the crime at hand.
"You could probably get a better look than I could, do you mind checking this area for evidence? Blood stains, hair follicles, strands of fabric, things of that sort?" With a simple 'sure' the man started on that task as Luo read the statements to himself. So far, nothing was out of the ordinary from any of the adjacent buildings. Hell, the guy's next door neighbor had a statement identical to one from an apartment in another building. So far, it seemed whoever did this had covered their bases well. As he got to the main victim's statement, Luo held back the urge to sigh. It was completely nonsensical to him, and probably why he was warned that the man was heavily concussed. "What does he mean he was practicing seals as he usually did every morning, and then felt as if he had no control over the next one before the house exploded?" Luo wasn't sure if he meant that daily repetition forced him to practice the same ones in order everyday, or if it truly meant that he felt as if he had no control. It seemed things were getting weird.
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You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot; Now water can flow or it can crash Be water, my friend...
Title: Investigate Crime Scene: Felony Rank: B Information: Your village leader needs you to search around a crime scene. Try and figure out what happened, and who did it. The crime you are expected to unravel is typically some form of arson or felony. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Post: None
Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 5:45 pm
Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless -- like water. Now you put water in a cup, it becomes the cup; You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle.You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle
As he separated the witness statements in categories ranging between 'normal' and 'abnormal,' he found that Tanaka, the chuunin who lived there, had the only abnormal testimony. 'Nothing' he heard from the jounin after trying to think about the situation as a whole. Nodding Luo remarked, "Thank you." After a minute, the man held up a hand, motioning for Luo to come over. It seemed he just found something, something only those eyes could have picked up. Kneeling next to the man, he pointed at this tiny grey strand, something Luo regarded as nothing more than fabric. Still, he didn't doubt the man who was his senior both in rank and experience. Pulling out two senbon, the jounin looked at Luo curiously. Then, Luo placed them between his index finger and thumb, the idea becoming apparent. Luo used the two tiny weapons like chopsticks, gently picking up the strand as the jounin produced a clear evidence bag. "What is it?" Luo asked out of curiosity. For a moment, the jounin looked puzzled at the question, as if wondering why Luo asked such a thing before he realized that he had forgotten the boy was only a genin.
Closing the small bag and handing it to Luo, the boy placed it inside a free pouch in his leg holster as his senior ranking officer explained what it was. Apparently, from time to time the fuses inside exploding tag paper would cauterize at the ends, preserving tiny strands. Usually this didn't occur, however it was something that happened when using multiple tags at one time, the excess exposure to heat causing a fuse or two to melt together at the end of the tag instead of simply burn into nothing. This, was the first piece of conclusive evidence they had found all day, even since before Luo arrived. Luo made a note of that, although in the back of his mind he wondered if Tanaka had any explosive tags in the kitchen area where he practiced seals. To be honest that wasn't a surprising possibility, however currently the fuse was all they had. Especially since he doubted the injured chuunin could even remember such a fine detail.
Looking over at the jounin who himself was thumbing through some files, Luo spoke up. "So, assuming we now have a possible suspect, we have to figure out who and how. I mean, apart from that fuse this place looks completely clean; you said it yourself, there was nothing before that fuse. Who attempts to kill Tanaka as well as commit arson, and just as well how did they do it? Apart from tags, it just seems like the skill level of whoever put this together is either through the roof, or very specialized. And honestly, I can't say there are many skill sets out there that are specialized specifically for something like this." As the jounin nodded as if he was in thought, Luo walked to the edge of the apartment, to the exposed wall he entered through, and just as well according to Tanaka he was blown out of. In fact, that was the main reason apart from fractured limbs he was not in severe condition. Apparently the force of the initial blast shattered the wall and forced him through it. Which gave Luo an understanding of why his burns were not as severe, as well as the chuunin flack jacket he wore supporting his fall as well as protecting his chest from extreme blast force and burning.
"We're close, I just know it," Luo said as he stood with his arms folded staring at the building ahead.
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You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot; Now water can flow or it can crash Be water, my friend...
Title: Investigate Crime Scene: Felony Rank: B Information: Your village leader needs you to search around a crime scene. Try and figure out what happened, and who did it. The crime you are expected to unravel is typically some form of arson or felony. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Post: None
Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless -- like water. Now you put water in a cup, it becomes the cup; You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle.You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle
As Luo stared at the soot and debris that broke windows of the building adjacent to the one he stood in, the chuunin below hopped up there to report some interesting stuff. Out of the nine raiton users in the area, only three were in the area at the time. The rest were either on missions that were accounted for by official ledger, teaching or with their squad, and lastly training. He had just collected all the evidence as well as official eyewitness accounts of them being where they said they were. Just as well, of the four katon users in the buildings, none were home. Just as before, all of the alibis given checked out. It was even more frustrating for Luo, since between the two elements, the one that he had ruled out was the only element in the vicinity. All evidence seemed to point more and more towards exploding tags as an actual possibility. "Wait, hold on," Luo said aloud after he and the jounin stood in silence thinking, the chuunin waiting for hix next orders. "Apartment 2F in that building, where is it located?"
The question was odd, and for the two of them seemed superfluous. It was explained that all three buildings were built with the same architectural outline as the next. Then, they both pointed at the bottom floor, towards two windows towards the back of the building. Nodding towards the chuunin, Luo muttered, "Thank you, that's all we need I think." Nodding back to him, the older shinobi jumped out of the building onto the ground to help the other chuunin run crowd control. Since it was lunch in the middle of the day the streets were busy, which meant a larger crowd was starting to form. Looking over to Luo, the jounin next to him couldn't help but ask the question 'Why' in regards to Luo's question. Luo couldn't help but grin, the gears in his head turning like a well oiled machine, a bit proud of himself that he finally found a break in the case as far as who was concerned. "Third page of the apartment ledger, Toya Yamanaka, chuunin, apartment 2F. One bedroom apartment, in her statement she said she was taking a nap when she was awoken by an explosion. One of the genin walking by her opened living room window attested to seeing her asleep on the couch." Opening one of the folders he held, the jounin ninja thumbed through to the third page. Sure enough, the name was right there next to the apartment number, as well as her information. Luo wasn't lying when he said he memorized everything in there.
Instantly, Luo and the jounin spoke in unison as they realized the how in this equation. "Shintenshin no Jutsu!" They were both a little emphatic at figuring that out, Luo especially seeing as how it was a technique he had only read about, never encountered. Looking at the man Luo spoke again as the jounin pulled her statement out of the second folder, as well as her name from the first. "Find the building manager and get a copy of the key to her apartment, and make sure the chuunin don't let her out of their sight." Seeming to have more faith in Luo's ability this time around, he nodded vigorously as he jumped below, Luo himself marveling at how fast he was. Jumping out of the building himself, Luo flipped twice before landing in some debris, insulation under his feet softening the impact. Walking over to the windows the other shinobi pointed at earlier, he decided to perform a closer inspection. Looking inside he found her apartment to be a mirror of Tanaka's. Her couch and window faced his kitchen, and just as well since all the apartments came furnished, Luo saw inside a small breakfast nook table and two chairs next to the window in her kitchen, giving Luo an idea of how Tanaka's apartment looked and where he was probably sitting.
Motioning with the key, Luo rushed up to the front of the building to the jounin detective he was paired with, entering the double doors and walking through the left hall to the door located in the back. As he unlocked it and they entered, they took in the surroundings carefully. "Can you check for shinobi equipment, specifically explosive tags?" Luo asked kindly. Nodding, the man's eyes turned red once more as he scoured the area for clues. Luo himself walked over to her couch, kneeling on it staring out of the window. Currently, the sun was in a position that caused glare from the building Luo once stood in. However, he took in account that based on the statements of when the explosion occurred, the sun was just behind this building in the East, giving her a perfect view of his apartment from a diagonal angle. Speaking aloud to the jounin who was walking around, Luo put some thoughts together. "So, she sat on this couch and performed the Mind Body Transfer technique, and then allowed her body to fall. Since she left her blinds open as she did it, anyone passing by would have seen a girl asleep on the couch. But why...."
At that moment, the jounin walked back into the room, tossing another larger evidence bag with two explosive tags in them. It was perfect, explosive tags were sold in packs of five. As the jounin explained, based on the size of the explosion as well as the areas burned almost immediately, he had estimated that three explosive tags were used. It was a deduction that only someone with combat as well as true field experience could make. For that, Luo was grateful to have him along. Unzipping his T-shirt-like jacked slightly, he placed the evidence within an inside pocket on the left side. Zipping it back up, Luo and the jounin sat at the breakfast table, both contemplating heavily. Opening back up the files, they poured over them, searching for something, anything that linked Toya to Tanaka. Flipping them closed, Luo sighed with the jounin, both seeming to be in the same state of mind. "There's nothing here, but based on her neighbors as well as his, we could round them up and ask a few questions, separate them from the rest of the witnesses to keep Toya here." Nodding, the jounin agreed it was work a shot.
Walking out of the apartment after placing the chairs back where they were and then locking the door soon after, the pair walked out of the building towards the witnesses who the now free medical jounin now kept under control. The other jounin walked up to her and seemed to tell her the plan he and Luo had come up with. She looked over at Luo for a second, his eyes catching hers for a second before she turned back around. They exchanged more words it seemed, at least more than Luo saw necessary. His guess was she was doubting that Luo had been such a help to the investigation as the official lead shinobi detective for this case. Nodding, she allowed the jounin to pick a few of them to come forward. This included neighbors who were either adjacent to each Toy and Tanaka, or facing Toya and Tanaka's doors in a diagonal or frontal manner. Splitting the group of eight between the two, Luo began his side of the investigation, talking to two of Toya and two of Tanaka's neighbors to get a better and more efficient account of their relationship.
"Alright, I am Luo Ushio, lead shinobi detective on this case. What can you all tell me about Toya Yamanaka." The first bit was of course a surprise to the group, since Luo was definitely the youngest in the group. Still, they had seen him investigating the exposed apartment earlier, conferring with the other jounin that was there, even seeming as if he was demanding information from him earlier. They assumed him to be some sort of young chuunin that had been promoted early, or even a special jounin that was a young prodigy. Every once in a while, the village had a few of those among the higher ranks. Without hesitation, they answered from left to right as Luo's eyes landed on the girl to the far left. Her statement, was that Toya was a quiet neighbor. She lived literally next door, and rarely saw her. The next guy said that he didn't know Toya well, and in fact was rarely home in the past year. He lived adjacent to Tanaka diagonally, and said he only knew the victim because they had been on a mission or two together when they were genin.
"And you," Luo said questioning the third person. The guy said he knew Toya quite well, remarking that she was definitely pretty quiet. Still, he lived next door to Tanaka and often saw her visiting him off duty. He remarked he had a strong feeling they were dating. As he said this, the fourth shinobi chimed in, a girl. What he said seemed to jog her memory, she lived right next to Toya as well. Knowing her from the academy, they had kept in touch over the years. She then scowled remarking that they were indeed dating, until Toya found out that her younger brother was killed in action on a mission Tanaka was leading. "Revenge," Luo thought to himself instantly. "Thank you all, please return to the waiting area for instructions on when your apartment complexes will be open again." Nodding, they went back as the other jounin finished up, the female med-nin begin to talk over the group of shinobi and other residents who lived in the apartments, briefing them on when they'll be able to return. Returning to each other, they looked as if they had the same piece of evidence. As he said aloud 'we have motive' Luo responded, "Revenge" quickly. Nodding Luo muttered, "I'll take this information as well as the evidence to the Mizukage. Thank you for your cooperation and help." The man stifled a chuckle as he nodded, surprised at how formal and polite Luo was. Not many genin knew how to speak in that manner, especially when regarding higher ranking shinobi. Holding his right hand out, Luo smiled slightly as he looked to the side, his left hand hanging casually in his pocket. Holding his right hand out, he shook the man's hand as he told him his name. "Nice to meet you Mako. I didn't get to formally introduce myself before, but I'm Luo Ushio." Telling the genin that it was nice to meet him, Luo turned and began to walk away, ducking under the tape as he lifted it, heading for the Mizukage's tower to submit his report.
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EXIT TO MIZUKAGE TOWER
You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot; Now water can flow or it can crash Be water, my friend...
Title: Investigate Crime Scene: Felony Rank: B Information: Your village leader needs you to search around a crime scene. Try and figure out what happened, and who did it. The crime you are expected to unravel is typically some form of arson or felony. Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Post: None
Posted: Tue Apr 30, 2013 5:52 pm
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the leaves start trembling, the wind is passing through.
"The residential district...home to many ninjas," Zane said to himself as he now found himself standing at the roof of one of its buildings. He was starting to get a great feel of the weights and now looked down at the area. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, Zane analyzed the area and continued to look to make sure there weren't any intruders or suspicious activity. "Looks like there's nothing of interest here. I might as well continue my search further into the village," Zane said to himself as he leapt from the top of the building and landed hard on the ground. The weights seemed like they were easier to carry now, and Zane smiled with the knowledge that his training was not going to waste.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I. But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind has blown by.
"Huh?" He woke up to the sound of bugs. Those annoying, screeching bugs that would illustrate the heat and never shut up. However, waking up so early certainly wasn't a part of any plan. Someone was physically tugging at him, though he couldn't see it, the light still not returning to him. "Who...?" He could see long, flowing hair. And the color . . . ? "Takahara!" He heard the voice. Oh, it was just Ping. "You came at the wrong time. My dream was just getting good..." He frowned. The girl, at that point, was overwhelmed with a certain nostalgia she could only connect with Takahara. She smiled brightly, and laughed a little. "You used to always say that when were a kid! At summer camp, remember? I was your bunkmate, and I always woke you up because I was sleep-walking all the time back then. And you'd say: my dream was just getting good..." To her, it was an amazing coincidence. But with Takahara, it was nothing abnormal. It wasn't just to ping. He'd said something similar to about everyone in his life who'd ever woken him up.
Takahara was a strange person, with strange and unpredictable dreams. Whatever the genre of dream, they were all enjoyable, exciting. Like watching a movie. He enjoyed the cringing fear of the nightmares, the simple ecstasy of his sexual desires manifesting in thought, and even simple ones where he'd hang out with all his friends, like in the real world. It was like he was living a different life every night in his head. And it was way more interesting than this one. And he was a lot more free. "Well, what is it that you want? I doubt you came to remind me of our summer camp adventures." He rolled his eyes. She always hated the memories of summer camp, because that was when her passion for him was at its zenith. She adored him, only to be shot down, and learn of his disinterest in her body. Since then, she seemed to just not bother with guys; it was too much of a heartache when your predispositions were shattered. "So cold, Takahara. For that, I'll be sure to invade your dreams and turn them all into Mikoto raping you. How's that sound?" Her lips lit up in a boyish grin, and she poked at the Senju's chest.
His reaction, as always, wasn't too exciting. "I'll invade all of your dreams and make them about Yuusuke serenading you for the rest of eternity." To anyone else but he and Ping, that wouldn't make sense. But they'd heard it. The terribleness of Yuu's vocals. Worst singer ever. "Too cruel," she sighed. "Anyway, I came here for a reason. There's some weird poisonous plant break out at the hospital and everyone's gone out. It apparently affects people more harshly if they have weaker chakra, You're a senju, and in general you've got the good stuff. So, I was told by one of the ANBU to inform you that you've been assigned the job. You're already making them wait longer than they should, so hurry up and get dressed." At that moment, he felt an intense desire to smack Ping. Why the hell would she think it's okay to send him on potentially lethal missions without his permission?
But, there was no time to argue. It sounded pretty serious, so he'd just get going. "Fine. I'll be ready in five." He gestured for her to leave the room, then started to get ready. The entire time, he was fuming about Ping. Hopefully Mikoto wouldn't start this trend too, but she probably would do it if she got broke and needed some quick ryo for drinks. Anyway, surely enough, he finished dressing up and moved to leave. "You guys are shinobi too. Do your own missions. I'm not your pet." --exit--
It was annoying to be doing a mission with all of this on his mind, but he needed money, and practice. He was doing exactly what the elder asked of them; helping, however he could, to return them to full glory, one step at a time. He chose this mission because it was two things: B-rank and easy. Keeping the man from noticing him was pretty easy. Takahara gazed at the garden and home from far away, and waited for the right moment. Since he knew the guy would know that someone came and cut his grass anyway, there was no reason to be really incognito about it. The Senju manipulated the wood at his doors and made them incapable of opening. He also created wood pillars blocking view from the windows, and pillars anywhere else there might be some weak wall or something that could otherwise be exploited. This was done swiftly, to ensure he didn't notice and run out. With that done, he casually walked to the fields to begin his grass cutting. A way to do it more swiftly would be to use the wood clones, but sadly he hadn't learned of those yet.
It didn't matter. He chose such a casual mission so that he could think about his family in the meantime. Their plight was much more important to him than the cutting of this guy's grass, and whether or not he got caught. Takahara could think back on the words of his grandmother; Senpou Mokuton, of its secrecy and power. If this power really did exist, then it existed for the purpose of the Senju, in their time of need. All of the previous generation were so lazy and useless that his mother's words about leaving the task to them fell on deaf ears. He knew it'd be up to him to do it, the most talented, up-and-coming of his family. It was all about the method. Was it so fearful because it was gained in some horrible, unseen way? Or was it just the weakness of the main branch that led them to hate it? He didn't know. That same ignorance of what happened was what made him so upset. Even his grandmother didn't know. No one knew.
His mission was almost complete. He continued to slice through the grass, and he hadn't heard any slamming against the doors or anything of the like yet. The guy probably didn't even know it was happening. With a few more snips, he ran far away and released the wood techniques, the changes he made dispersing through the floor. He didn't get to do much or learn much; he knew already what he could do, and what he needed to do for his family. It seemed like the beginning of a slump.
⊱--------SeductiveDeadlyFierce--------⊰ ███▓▓▒░ ＮＡＫＯＩ ＫＵＭＯＫＡＩ░▒▓▓███ ⊱--------SeductiveDeadlyFierce--------⊰ ⋩ Endtimes are here...
Wind pressed itself upon her skin and fluttered through the strands she tried to keep close to her face to hide the spider fangs tucked slightly away. Nakoi found the wind to gain its strength and then calm down as she continued her careful steps through the streets, keeping to herself and appeared as a helpless girl who wanted no attention. Keep this up, her thoughts told her, praising her ability to look somewhat normal if she did not show her face off proud as she felt she should. Her darkened coloured eyes stared down the streets while her feet continued to glide over the ground beneath her, making light steps until she found her feet stopped just at the door to her apartment.
Her hair was long, flowing, and coloured a blacken brown as well as it was pinned up to hide the sides of her face where the large gaps between her lower jaw and upper set of teeth laid and contained a set of 'normal' human teeth until the teeth turned into her canine teeth. These teeth were detailed into bone-like spider fangs that could be used to tear as well as rip into one's flesh. Following up from these teeth where a 'normal' human's ears would be, large spider fangs moved and wiggled beneath her hair as she felt them stretch from her limited movements while she was outside of her home. The one of the only features that she allowed others to have vision of were her four additional arms that could react with her movements as well as they were not limited to moving with her main pair of arms. Second to this was a large spider bulb that she did her best to hide with her clothing; however, that ability to keep it hidden grew difficult as she grew older and the bulb increased in size. Make sure to visit your mother, her thoughts beckoned her as she look the key from her side pouch. With a quick movement and slight of hand, the door to take her inward and steps closer to her apartment was opened.
Nakoi took steps further in, nodding to a stranger that stood in the hall before she took the steps upward and more steps to her apartment door. Another slight of hand and her apartment door was opened to allow the cool breeze that pulled her inward with the sweet aroma of the floral arrangement planted on her balcony. Her hand followed from her pouch once she returned the ring of keys forward to the chair that laid open on her balcony, taking the seat with comfort and lifting her feet to prop them upward.
...You just haven't caught up yet.⋨
Posted: Mon May 25, 2015 8:02 pm
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鋼Aian Burrado鋼
After hours in persistent retreat from fellow genin, Aian finally found salvation amid vast apartments in Kirigakure's residential district, which so happened to be the place of his next set of missions. He wasn't exactly excited for these missions, especially considering the circumstances but he was feeling especially greedy when he took up the missions. Getting his dream equipment from Kaza and the other shops wasn't going to be cheap, not by far, so it was up to him to pull overtime and really get to work on missions. He shuffled through various pockets tugging them out. Stitched pockets were inside out while he rifled through paper work which fluttered. "No, my missions." He flailed his arms frantically reached and grasped for the completed missions, stuffing them back into his inside jacket.
It took a moment to find new missions but, after pulling his left boot off saw three slips of paper fall out. 'Window Washing', 'M-More Pictures?!', and 'Crouching Pervert, Hidden Camera'. He wasn't particularly thrilled about these certain picture question, especially after his recent excursions with Sei. Thinking back to it, Aian shivered to himself and gagged aloud. "What am I doing?" He spoke aloud. Beside him, various sponges, a bucket of water, and inside a camera wrapped in plastic. Maybe wrapping the camera so tight in plastic but the button was exposed, as was the lens through the plastic, and holding it up into the light pressed fairly hard, hearing the click. *Chkk Chkk* came the camera. "Lets get this over with."
Some missions weren't always going to be pleasant nor adventurous, and though others would've loved to snap pictures of women, Aian didn't. There was some thing demeaning about the aspect, maybe an unannounced inner feminist, which considering his demeanor would remain denouned. He couldn't shake the feeling of self detest that suddenly became lighter, rolling his shoulders clockwise and lifting the bucket and sponges, one in each hand. Missions had to be completed to by shinobi cause no civilian or farmer could do these, that's for certain. "I hope I don't get caught." He sighed while stepping down from the roof, rotating vertically downwards to step opposite side of the building. Two men inside peeked over at Aian whom began scrubbing their window. One nudged the other, pointing at him and chuckling. They spoke to one another but Aian couldn't hear them. Their laughter, however, said otherwise. He smeared the window with soap and removed the camera. As soon as an opening between the bubbles peeked, two quick snaps were taken. They'd be dealt with later.
Aian walked down to the next window, smeared soap and water, begrundgingly wiped down and moved to another. Menotinous came to mind, as did other more vulgar terms. This was no job for a taijutsu specialist like himself. He began wiping another window, smearing the soap and water. 'What kind of scrub job was this?' He thought to himself. "Hmm hmm, mmm." Out stalked from the opposing side of the window a woman. Not just any woman, a slightly robust woman whom hummed to herself in a loosely tied kimono. She looked to Aian where she sat, crossed legged, paying little mind to the local window washer. Her bangs hung down a rather slender, pointed face and petite, button nose. Of pale skin, this was probably his best chance. While her hands carried the brush, practicing her caligraphy, Aian slipped out the camera. Admittedly, part of him rather enjoyed the rush while another, larger point scorned his pleasure in such activities. *Chkk Chkk* *Chkk Chkk* His camera went. He smeared more soap and water, waiting for the bubbles to settle before aiming again, getting a better shot of her clevage. "Ughhhh, I feel dirty." He looked away painfully.
One picture after another and the deed was done, all the pictures were taken.... All eight for one, and now the other. "Why!?" He sighed aloud and carried down again. There was window left, one last window before he moved onto another building to carry on more nefarious deeds. No shinobi could be proud of these antics, not even the esteemed Kyo. Needless to say, there were mission standards to be set. Coming to yet another crime scene of perversion, Aian glanced into the window to see no one inside. Simple enough apartment, some odd decor. It was dark, so details were vague besides silhouette's. HIs sponge pressed against the glass, scrubbing away. Light swung in as the door opened and a woman, from what he could see, stepped inside.... Or so he thought. A ball of sorts followed behind, rather closely, at that. He continued to scrub, squinting nosely to see what came next.
Hard as it was to see, he caught a glimpse of the woman's features. Her young, stoic expression maintained a natural splendor of beauty, drawing him in. She came into the lighting where her obscure body could be seen. Her many pairs of arms and what looked to be a medicine ball underneath her dress. It was mystifying to see such abnormalities in Kiri, especially one like her; and though he'd seen her arms, her bulbous back side, kept turning back to her face. What he hadn't realized, he'd been washing the same window, his hand rotating in the same spot for nearly three minutes while he stared, dimwittedly, I might add.
鋼Taijutsu鋼Bloodline鋼
鋼Chakra- 275/300鋼
((Will reply tomorrow, it's also a mission post. ))
Title: Window Washing. Rank: C Information: A large building on the town street, (or residential area) needs to have the windows cleaned. Use your tree walking natural capabilities to climb up and wash down the windows. Upon arrival at the home you'll be given a sponge and bucket filled with soap water to do the job. Just don't fall! Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Posts: 5 Note: - - -
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 8:57 pm
((Sorry but I really want to keep developing the character, either through missions or interaction. So, I'm going to keep doing missions until you're ready to post. PM when you're good and I'll get back to you on the ASAP. ))
鋼Aian Burrado鋼
It suddenly ocured to Aian he'd been starring a tad longer than expected. Thankfully she hadn't noticed his creepy visage, which played to advantage. If she hadn't noticed, Aian quickly disappeared by falling several stories down, landing with a *Thunk*. He gripped his heart, which raced faster than Kagura down sewer lines. Panic began to slip between the cracks and grip hold. What if she caught him, spread the word there was a peeping tom, and worse, fingered him out? "Auuugh!" He groaned and squatted down to run his fingers through his hair. The pale of water filled with sponges clapped down, soap splashing out. He reached into a pocket and drew three pieces of paper, each with distinct directions to wash different buildings within an enclosed area. Whomever owned these buildings obviously didn't regard clenliness nor basic maintinence if they were hiring shinobi to clean their windows. "Huuuuh." Sighed Aian as moments thoughts of being caught slipped from the mind and replaced the coming tasks. How menotinous it'll be to wash each and every one of these buildings. All those floors, queer strangers inside, their wierd lives unfolding before him.... And the mocking. God, the mocking was probably the worst. A trained shinobi, the strongest at that was stuck washing windows. "Stupid Kage, can't organize a team, not even a window washing team." He thought to himself and started towards the first building.
Didn't take long before windows were soaked in water and people inside were doing, what was to be expected, the weirdest things. No one ever paid any mind to their residential window washer. To them he was another scrub worker who couldn't make it in the real world. Little did these peculiar people know, they were conscious, as well. As Aian scrubbed and scrubbed, two women dressed in theatrical shinobi garments poorly colored to suit Kiri colors foolishly threw different house hold items at each other. "Pot smash jutsu!" One shouted and tossed a vase at the other. "Crouching Ninja, Thrown Table!" The other replied, ducking the pot to flip the table at the other. Really, it was all quite insulting, even dumbfounding. Just then, while Aian debated whether or not to bash through and show'em what real shinobi could do, a man barged in. Petite little man wearing workers garments, a cloth knotted around his wrinkled bald head. "Hey, what're you doing in 'ere!?" He spat at them. Each woman only stared, more surprised some one walked in, which in itself was baffling. These two deliberately broke in to play ninja. "Oh brother." Aian grinned to himself with a subtle chuckle before moving on. As much as he wanted to see the outcome, which he heard another 'Pot Smash Jutsu' from the same woman whom done previously, decided it was best to finish these buildings. He'd rather finish now and get those Chakra Dispencer Gloves and maybe other neat gadgets.
鋼Taijutsu鋼Bloodline鋼
鋼Chakra- 275/300鋼
Title: Window Washing. Rank: C Information: A large building on the town street, (or residential area) needs to have the windows cleaned. Use your tree walking natural capabilities to climb up and wash down the windows. Upon arrival at the home you'll be given a sponge and bucket filled with soap water to do the job. Just don't fall! Solo or Squad: Solo Minimum Posts: 5 Note: - - -
