Rieyar simply listened, although they didn’t necessarily agree with everything. The healing arts were capable of quite forceful manipulation of the threads of life, and Rieyar was well-versed in at least one of its more risky techniques. If anything of Kameyo had survived, they could pull her back. They were capable. But Kagerou was right in the sentiment that it was now too late.
Plory gave no time frame, just a simple statement of fact. Thus the sense of regret at having missed the summit tugged at the child’s heart strings once more, though this time it plucked out a piano repetition of the first and drifted away quite quickly. They dwelled on Kagerou’s words instead, “...no way one person can be in all places to protect and prevent harm to their loved ones.” Rieyar pondered the statement, as Kagerou tossed down a smoke bomb and disappeared with its cover.
A slender hand produced another card, a failure, but an interesting one. Perhaps the impossible was possible in this case. Rieyar’s sealing technique was incomplete, and perhaps too ambitious for its own good. But perhaps its intended protection system could be reworked into something more compartmentalized and robust. Something that would allow them to do with the Arashigakure medic deemed impossible. They pondered methodologies as they let the minutes slip by, uses and deployments, settling quickly on a promising idea that drew on their cards for inspiration.
Sadly, the brainstorming would have to wait, as the minutes requested by Kagerou drifted away and Rieyar made their way inside, winding up through the internals of the building to gently knock on the office door.
Yet again the hospital would have the littlest shark invade the grounds, though this time without a swarm of replicas. She was here under request this time as opposed to an impulsive arrival with a massive number of clones like the last time….. this wasn’t to say there weren’t any on standby. She was in a bubbly mood despite what was going on, having decided that she wouldn’t act somber or anything like that as she was there to go and create some peace of mind. In one hand she carried a plethora of colourful and various balloons, all with friendly and kind sentiments embossed upon them. “Welcome home, feel better, we care about you” and other phrases were written across them, small things that wouldn’t fix what had happened but might show her feels at least on the matter. On her back was a pack that was also shark themed like everything else about her, the zipper opening a big greeting maw that looked fat due to how much was stuffed within the bag.
Waving her empty had at the employee at the front desk with such energy it was basically a blur as she announced herself to them. ”Hiiiiiii!!!!! I’m here under request to try and bring some joy to those we’ve brought home, I also know which room I need to go too!” She expressed energetically and with a little too much volume, brandishing the palm of the hand she waved with to show the numbers “302” drawn with marked on her palm. With that simple explanation she was off at a speedy skip, greeting anyone she walked by with a energetically cheery smile and wave toward them. When she reached the room Eirene would knock on the door while popping her head in and offering a sunny and kind smile to those within it. ”Knock knock! Hi everyone, I hope everyone is doing as well as they can! So I want to welcome everyone home, we missed you!” She expressed with a combination of enthusiasm and remorse to her tone, though more focused on the positive vibes. She entered the room at her own swift pace, trailing in the army of bobbing balloons behind her as she walked up to the closest bed and tie one of the balloons to the bar at the foot of it, repeating this process at any bed with a patient and offering them a warm smile as she did, point at the kind sentiments upon the outside.
Finally she would acknowledge the non patients in the room, smiling at Ada and any other staff, then addressing the room as a whole. “Hey hey, my name is Eirene and it’s good to meet you all! I’m here if anyone needs a break if things become stressful or to help in any way I can to make this easier or more comfortable for people.” She explained with her introduction, releasing the balloon so they could rest against the ceiling, before grabbing one and offering it to the strange blue person(X) as it didn’t look very happy with its stern or serious looking face.
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Chakra 1700/1700 | Stamina 1410/1410 | Clan Sage 623/623
• Strength 6 • Speed 6• Agility 4 • Endurance 6
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The Stage is Set [ Sutēji ga Settei ] | Rank X | Cost: Chakra The cornerstone to set the ideal scene for the performer, this ability changes the entire thread it is used in, as prevents any other jutsu at the rank this was used at below from altering the thread once it has been laid. Similar to a keystone, this ability takes three effects of the user's choice to allow to the story. This could mean something like creating a swamp and then having that swamp has sticky properties to those that travel through it, requiring chakra paid to free oneself, whatever is desired. While being used this way, these effects may be korabo'd into the user's performance korabo for free, creating a three-way korabo between the jutsu. The limitations of this jutsu are listed below: • This jutsu must follow a storybook progression. Unlike a true keystone, this ability cannot have all of its effects active at one time. Instead, they must follow the progression order of a beginning, middle, and an end. When transferring to the next part of the story the previous part loses its power but can remain after, as an aesthetic effect if desired. Meaning once you reached the next part of your story, the swamp would lose its sticky power but could remain behind as a means to set the ‘scene’ without breaking the flow of the reading. Each separate effect cannot last more than [3] posts. • Storybook created items lack elemental properties that the performer does not possess when they interact with real-world items and beings. For instance, writing that a fireball falls from the sky will only deal blunt force trauma as opposed to burning, unless the performer possesses the fire element. Ninjutsu users may apply their enhanced element effects to these storybook creations as well.
• Much the same as other custom effects, no storybook created effect may be written so that it is a direct auto-hit OR write the death of a character that isn’t initially part of the story. As in, you could not say: write that that their RPC starts out poisoned, but instead write they are traveling through a poisoned cloud.
• Similar to other song jutsu, performers may utilize either your squad, or the assistance of other class performers, or even yourself, this ability may have its current effect duration increased by one post each time that performance is written in their post. Doing so costs an activation (or all activations in the case of a squadron) but no chakra, and can only a maximum of one activation may be spent this way at a time. Performance assistance from multiple sources does provide more than a single post increase but does improve your chances for upkeep this effect uninterrupted.
• Kai may be used to free oneself from a storybook effect but does not end the use of the story jutsu itself. This freedom counts as immunity from all story effects for up to one post after the kai isu sed. After that, if the performance has been upkept, they are subject to its effects once more.
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A woman barged into the hospital, partially covered in black ink. "Help!" She looked around frantically before reaching out to the light-eyed medics before her. "I need field medics at the Ukyo compound. There's a lot of in-fighting and they're brawling and there's a lot of bloodshed and no one is listening and we can't - we can't trust the cops, we can't bring them out there because they won't under - please, please just come with me." Her eyes were wide and her words were slurring together; obviously, panic had set in and she was nearly hyperventilating.
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The doors opened to the hospital as elegant, cautious feet would be guided inside. The soft fabric of her new attire still felt so strange after years of growing accustomed to what the ones she used to wear had felt like. Seika carried herself with an uncertain yet content gait, her refurbished weapon gently tapped at her sides with every step she took.
It hadn't even been a day since arriving back from Zaishin and already, Seika was busy with her duties in service to Arashi. Ever since coming here after the mission with Musica, she had always felt a bit out of place here. Whether it was how technologically advanced Arashigakure was compared to Zaishin or how her countrymen dressed when compared to the rest of the ninja world. The girl brought her fingers to her chin in thought, the lavender nail polish still catching her eye ever since its application. The hospital was as busy as ever, patients being pushed and pulled to places, nurses and doctors running about as they attempted to hurry towards a room to perform triage on somebody. There was a lot that went into working at a hospital and though Seika had very little clue as to how people could do it so mindlessly, she had an unwavering gratitude for anybody selfish and brave enough to work in such demanding conditions. A strange blue man would stand out from the rest of the crowd here, his face stoic and almost robotic in a way. As if he was replicating some kind of lively being. Seika would approach him and pause, holding up her APD badge.
"Seiryu Seiichi, reporting for duty. I'm here to provide aid to Lieutenant Hyuuga." She answered any questions and then would follow the servant towards the room where Ada and company would be, giving a salute to the wife of Lord Kenshin Hyuuga.
Modifiers: ▱▰▱ Book of Water | The user's complex sword strikes from styles as well as basic combat complex sword strikes can expel a thin five foot blade of water per rank of the technique that follows the path of the physical blade. In addition, the user gains access to 4 ninjutsu slots to be used for the Water Element only.
▱▰▱ Gift of Perception | The clan's naturally keen sense of smell is not always the gift granted to the clansmen. Occasionally, the clan members are gifted a different sense to be heightened, multiplying the natural abilities of that sense by ten. This allows hearing to pick up on even muscle contractions and friction inside the body. Smell now gives away gender, body rank, class and killing intent as well as it's previous tells. Sight grants visibility to micro-movements of muscle groups, sight spanning the entire topic within a straight line. Genjutsu effecting the heightened sense are able to be detected upon being casted, causing one tier less in mental stress.
▱▰▱ Second Current | The user is able to pick up the Tetsunami Ryu Bukijutsu for no cost to their slots. Techniques of both Tetsunami Ryu and the clan techniques have the range of their water's reach increased by 5 feet per rank bud does not effect the strength of the technique when interacting with other techniques
▱▰▱ [Academy Graduation] Bloodline jutsu has Overwhelming status
▱▰▱ Parkour Mastery | Rank A | Training The user becomes one with their momentum, learning how to harness their body as an almost perfect machine. After completing this training, the user’s agility gain any and all bonuses afforded to their speed.
▱▰▱ Acrobatic Mastery | Rank D | Training Having practiced their art with great concentration, the user has learned to change direction of their whorl technique. After this training is complete, the user may use up to one technique per post that would lower the stats affecting their speed without suffering that reduction. The user gains the ability to use Somersault to evade once every three post without it consuming an activation, but only against opponents whose body rank is at or lower than the user’s.
▱▰▱ Perfecting Balance | Rank C | Training Due to their various training requiring parkour style actions, the user is more stable. This training allows the user to withstand off balancing effects or knock back effects as though they were one rank lower in strength.
▱▰▱ Total Concentration: Water Breathing [ Sō Nōdo: Mizu Kokyū ] | Rank E | Training The Seiryu clan's ability to master water is only one side of their coin, in addition, each clansman has learned to control their breathing perfectly with this training. This controlled breathing allows the user to fortify their mental capacity and delay the effects of physical pain for a a single post. This does not have any effect on status or poisons.
▱▰▱ Expert → The user has achieved a sense of mastery and focus unlike others and are known as an Expert, a dedicated focus over a weapon they use to near perfection. The shinobi can pick a single weapon, the katana. They acquire a Keystone technique that is unique to them with an additional 2 Custom Techniques derived of this special ability. Refer to the Keystone Guideline for more information. They gain a [+1] boost to both speed and agility & techniques cost [5] less Chakra and/or Stamina per rank of the technique when wielding attacks with their specialized weapon in attack or defense. With a minimum of 5 chakra or stamina paid.
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Akoto had been taking a brief rest from her study time at the hospital, sipping some a small cup of tea near the front while watching people walk by. She had been busy learning the ins and outs of medical techniques while skipping out on her studies out of a fear of getting hurt. She'd jump up at the woman rushing into the hospital, covered in ink. "H-Hey! I can help. But please calm down! We can help you" Akoto said, somehow wondering why it was that things this hectic had to happen for her and not anybody else. Just her luck! "But we need to know what happened."
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Another day, another look, and oh! Another screaming ninja. Yes yes. Life in a hidden village just wasn't complete without a daily dose of a ninja who drew attention to himself like honey attracted ants. Red eyes stared amused at this newest contender for loudest shinobi in Arashigakure as a bespectacled and black haired fellow the owner of the red eyes had just been talking to closed his eyes in frustration, vein popping in his forehead. If it hadn't been for the news the sharp-toothed, crop topped, jersey wearing Kohaku brought, the frustrated James may have just exploded then and there with a rival scream that this was a "damn hospital and not a school for the deaf."
Instead, he directed a pointed glare with his own red eyes at the still yet watching in amusement surgeon general in front of him. "You," he growled, ditching any form of honorifics, "Shouldn't you be more concerned that people are hurt?". Around him, the receptionists were already bustling. Though Kohaku's dramatic entrance drew limited immediate unofficial action despite all the attention it attracted, the on-call emergency first responders were already being dispatched to the location through official lines. People were hurt and that would always be a reason for Kagerou to be concerned, even through that ever-present smile, but the matter was being handled effectively.
Said surgeon general glanced over, ever smiling. "I would if this wasn't a shinobi village," he answered honestly as he pushed himself off the counter he had been leaning on, "I'm more concerned in that he described it as an attack," and a few other details about the new character that would have been difficult to put into words. The claim that medical attention was necessary also couldn't be taken lightly, but at the same time, it was a claim made too often to act on immediately without looking further.
"Where are you going?" the administrative employee asked as he also straightened up, sensing that his workload was about to either increase or extend tenfold.
"You worry too much, James," with sing-song matter-of-factedness the surgeon general shot back as he made his way to the point of disturbance, "I'm just going to ask our new visitor to quiet down in case there are any cardiac or anxiety patients in the lobby,"
James was not worried about the surgeon general. He was worried about what he needed his boss to sign off on. Moreover, James had his own two cents to add on the matter of this decision, "I- Wait. Hey Kagerou! We're not done discussing," but it was already too late. Surgeon general Kagerou was already off, smoothly intercepting a medical assistant who was on the way to handle the new case. Sighing in exasperation, James slumped back into this seat, "Haaaah. Guess I'm adding this to her desk." He trusted... No, he had to believe there was a reason for this otherwise he'd go mad, and just in general, it wasn't like Kagerou to ditch her work when the two were face-to-face. Even in circumstances like this one, if some hooligan came screaming into the hospital about an attack, the both of them knew that the hospital staff knew how to handle it on their own. After all, they'd fended on their own for months without their surgeon general's personal supervision.
Sliding right alongside the medical assistant on her way to help Kohaku, Kagerou matched the rhythm of their steps instantly, and with but a few whispered words, managed to relieve them of the forms and responsibilities they held regarding this matter going forwards. There was hesitation, certainly, as any unexpected twist of events would have, but reassurance was swift and well-placed.
An interruption just then. This time, a woman running in screaming, covered in ink. Once more, the attention of everyone in the room was drawn to one focal figure. Unlike Kohaku, the frantic woman elicited an immediate sympathetic reaction from those present, and medics dispatched themselves immediately by the time Kagerou stopped and faced Kohaku. Among them, it didn't escape Kagerou's peripheral vision that Akoto flung herself straight into action.
Kagerou looked at the clipboard she held. Flipping her free hand through a few one-handed seals, she cast a sensory technique and then drew a pen from the clipboard and proceeded to write rapidly on the documents. The medical assistant looked at the forms being filled out, not shocked but anxious. Clearly wondering if this was allowed. Addresses, estimated number injured, state of injured and other general information necessary for the first responders to properly respond. They were all subsequently filled out for both emergencies that had just ran through the hospital's doors, and once Kagerou was done, he returned the clipboard to the medical assistant to handle from there on.
Two attacks in quick succession. Neither informed the police. Kagerou had noticed in the past few days that the public's image of the police had gone down to outright suspicion in the past month, but he hadn't imagined it would reach this extent, and then for two scenes of violence to break out? Though it may not have broken Kagerou's smile, the casual amusement of earlier had since left him since he saw for himself once he saw through his Kagura's Mind's Eye the extent of the damage. The first responders didn't need this extra information. They found the scene of turbulence almost immediately, that was how big the fighting had been.
Plenty of information. Reasons to believe that these attacks had some significance. However, nothing to connect the dots to each other.
And of course, Kohaku wasn't forgotten. Though, he couldn't be blamed for believing he might have been until Kagerou restarted walking towards him even without any forms in hand. Instead, two hands came together to set off a cast of the Shadow Clone Technique, one stopped where it was created and turned around to return to James while the other continued to walk to Kohaku. The original, in the meantime, vanished from in front of his two clones, exiting the hospital before any complaints could be raised by a certain, overworked admin worker.
The clone, a carbon copy of the original, just under 5'6", green haired, red eyed male, stopped in front of Kohaku, and with a smile, casually invited, "If you intend to return to the White Flash District, shall we go together?". Hey, in a way, Kagerou lived up to the words he told James earlier. By asking Kohaku to leave with him, he was indirectly asking him to not shout anymore in the hospital.
Hotaru and Seo had happened to be working at the hospital on one of their normal ICU shifts. They had always been good at providing quick medical care with their hyuuga heritage giving them the benefit of seeing the injuries more clearly and providing the most specific care possible. They had just finished helping with a patient with the Uyko woman had come barging through the doors, even coming directly to the twins. "Of course Ma'am. We'd love to come help you." Hotaru would say to the woman, a smile on his face. 'You gonna tell her you're a cop?' Seo chided in telepathy to her brother.
'She doesn't need to know that. Hippocratic oath or something right?' Hotaru replied back. Seo didn't say anything. Her brother was right in a sense. Being a medic came before any sort of duty to the force. Let alone a police force that had such corruption problems. She understood why the woman may not want to get them involved. Another woman came up to offer help. Not a face either of the twins could say they really recognized. She seemed like she was new to the hospital or perhaps they just had never crossed paths before. "I think perhaps she has been through enough." Hotaru gave a friendly smile to the newcomer, responding to her comment asking what happened. "Please ma'am please stay here and get proper medical care. I'm Hotaru, this is my sister Seo and this is..." Hotaru would gesture to each of the shinobi present, stopping on Akoto. "Akoto and Seo will handle healing those injured and I'll see what I can do about them fighting. If you'd like to go, I won't stop you but I ask that you first let one of us examine you."
The lady shook her head frantically as the medics insisted on checking her out. "NO. I need you to take care of my own, first. Come. It is a matter of life or death - more than you know." It was strange wording, but her conviction was unshakable. Her movement was uneven, something of a limp, as she made her way out of the doors and towards the Ukyo compound.
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Why did everyone have to be so loud?
First some green man in a crop top came screaming through the front door, then a peppy little shark girl, and now a frantic, limping woman covered in ink. Nana rubbed at his temples.
It would have been a big, fat lie to say that Nijū-Nana had been adjusting to his new life smoothly. In fact, he found himself overwhelmed by nearly everything ever since he started working at the hospital in this strange, bustling city. Given his medical background, however unconventional it may be, it was proposed that he would do best continuing his practice, and was placed here. Even at the start, he was more apprehensive than excited.
It wasn’t that Nana disliked the work - it was familiar enough and it made him feel productive; no, it was more the interactions with others that got to him. He wasn’t quite used to people wanting to speak with him or asking questions about himself. It felt more like a nuisance to Nana at first, what with all the inquiries of one's weekend plans or the state of the weather, but now, he was only starting to realise that it wasn’t the other people. They had been nothing but kind to him, but it was still a change that he needed to get used to.
It really didn’t help that Nana himself didn’t come off as the most friendly, inviting person in Arashigakure. With a set of perpetually glowering eyes and a disinterested, monotone voice, he found it difficult to come across as personable, but it’s not like he was really trying, either. Nonetheless, he had to keep adapting to his new surroundings. From what he could discern in regards to current events, there seemed to be turmoil concerning corrupt authority - as if he weren’t already familiar with that. There seemed to be a lot of distrust and uncertainty in the city he was dropped into. Though he supposed he should be grateful, it was still much better than that other place.
Nana had been standing a little ways away from the ink-covered woman when she came in, just close enough to catch what she had to say. Watching from his peripheries, he only turned once the other three who had approached her spoke. It appeared that not only did she need help, but some field work was required as well. Despite what his face and body language might otherwise say, the thought of getting out of this stuffy hospital was a little exciting to him.
As the woman ambled back towards the door, Nana approached the three others who offered their help.
“Hm,” he pondered, sparing a brief glance to the twins before returning his attention to the injured woman, “I will make sure she arrives safely. If needed, I could examine her then,” Nana said as he began to follow after the woman.
However they came together, the two APD kunoichi and the performer would find themselves in a recovery room. The room had been marked for one person, but there were actually two there. One was a woman with bandages across her head to cover her eyes, sitting up on the hospital bed, and the other was a lanky, dark-skinned man who was sitting beside her, holding her hand. He was clearly also a patient, marked up with hospital tape to keep the needle by his wrist. He carried one of those tall rollers with bags of liquid, but only one looked to be saline; the other was an almost glowing yellow.
He looked up as Ada spoke, a flash of anger sparking in his eyes for only a moment before his shoulders settled down and he took a breath. "Yeah, tha's fine." He ran his thumb across the woman's hand and she sighed softly, soothed by his presence. He leaned forward, putting himself in a better position to protect her as he appraised the two that came just after Ada. The position revealed the slice in his hospital gown that revealed a bit of his chest; there was a huge, fresh scar over his heart and older ones down the center of his chest. If any of the shinobi would recognize it, it would appear to be the kind of cut a coroner would make to open up a cadaver's chest cavity, though the scar suggested the tool used was larger than a scalpel.
"You are here to discuss the trafficking." The bandaged woman spoke with certainty. She angled her head to the side slightly, though the motion could have simply been to stop her neck from stoving up. "And you are here to keep us placated." She didn't do anything to indicate she was speaking to Eirene, but the man's eyes fell on her directly.
"Figures th' village would fail to schedule entertainmen' properly - I mean, they mus' think we're th' kids down the hall." He laughed, but it lacked amusement. "Wha'ever. You're here. I could certainly use a laugh." His gaze darkened as he looked back to her.
There would be a folder at the end of the hospital bed the woman rested on, revealing her name as Aries, though it would be surrounded by quotation marks, indicating they did not know who she really was at the hospital but had elected a different name, either from her or from themselves, instead of using Jane Doe. "There's nothin' much t' say. Th' village got mos' of the trafficking rings already, yeah?"
"They did not get ours," she interjected. She turned her head towards her friend. "What kind of questions do you have for us?"
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Akoto had to admit, the woman's resolve was second to none. Here she was in pretty rough condition and not once deciding to give into their demands to be treated for her own injuries. Two other people came forth looking identical to one another. Enough so that Akoto had to take a moment band collect her bearings before turning back to the woman at hand. Not wanting to embarrass herself any further, Akoto remained silent while the other two would take over for speaking to her. When informed that she would be assisting in healing the others while one twin fought against whatever force, she gave a nod and would watch the woman scuffle out in front of the party to lead the way.
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X's gaze steadily scanned over the crowds like a security camera. His database was pulling up files on the individuals he was told to keep an eye out for. Amongst the crowd, he'd noticed a herd of balloons being shepherded by a little girl in a shark costume and Seiichi shortly thereafter. X noted that the girl had been darting from room to room delivering her balloons to other survivors that had been boarded in this medical facility, so he'd grant both ladies entry to the room once the Seiryu girl showed her identification. X did rather well to mimic a relatively genuine smile when Eirene offered him a balloon, "Thank you." The metal man's synthesized tone conveyed earnest appreciation as he briefly studied the gift in closer detail. X would remain outside of the room to avoid disturbing either of the witnesses while during the APD officers' questioning. He actually was a little proud to be holding the balloon as he returned to his sentry mode, logging the equivalent of thought and memory then putting it aside to resume his duties.
Ada bowed when her greeting was met with only a hint of dissatisfaction, "Thank you for your time." She would note the apparent bond between these trafficking survivors and also the grievous wound that the man managed to be out of bed with. Eirene and Seiichi entered shortly after and X gently closed the door behind them. The growing maternal instinct in Ada almost made her lose her composure for a moment as a thought of hugging the adorable little peppy shark girl certainly crossed her mind. However, Ada retained her image as an APD lieutenant and simply gave officer Seiichi a welcoming nod instead. The lady with bandages over the upper half of her head addressed the officers and Eirene with keen intuition. "Yes, and thank you again for seeing us." Not that anyone could blame the man for his attitude, but Ada was certain the little Eirene hoped to lift their spirits rather than simply placate them as the blindfolded woman phrased it. Her male companion's crudely expressed mindset only proved further that there was an abundance of emotional and mental trauma to be mindful of going forward.
Ada picked up the folder at the end of the blindfolded woman's bed, taking a moment to read through Aries' available file while the two witnesses had a moment of back and forth. She offered the file to Seiichi for her to also review while taking the lead with questions. Ada found a rolling bedside chair and magnetically waved it over so she could take a seat. She didn't want to be standing over them while they spoke, "Aries and, sir, you are?" She'd give him a moment to at least give his name then continue after he finished speaking. Ada would jot down a few details from thus far into a small notebook then ask, "If possible, I would ask for you to recount your experiences with your captors. Any details can help us narrow down the location of wherever they might still be hiding." Her eyes narrowed on the man's rough but precise chest injury. She'd dealt with people like Antioch who were terrifyingly skilled with medical procedures and simply hoped that the man wasn't still suffering from whatever surgery he recently underwent. "If anything is too difficult to speak of, please do not strain yourselves." Ada had always been quite a resourceful detective, but with her present-day assets she could do a lot with even only a little information.
Seika, for all of her experience with the shinobi world thus far, had yet to discover such a confusing being such as this. The blue armored...man? Puppet? Robot? Thing? Whatever it was, would glance over at her identification before then seeming to allow her to pass. The Seiryu followed him along to the room in question, with Seika still a bit nervous about her attire. It was much more softer than she had grown accustomed to and couldn't help but shake off thoughts about what other people would think of her had they known about who she was. She attempted to distract herself by observing the man in front of her. Although made out of synthetic materials, he looked and acted almost lifelike. Was this some kind of need Lightning Country technology? Or was this in house sort of Arashigakure technological revolutions? The shinobi world is truly an ever confusing experience. The lavender haired girl thought to herself until the trek towards the room had come to an end. The machination spun around to show the door to Seika and the shark girl. The girl smiled at the puppet and gave a bow of her head, an act installed from the eons of training at Zaishin. "Thank you, again." She let the smaller one of them enter the room first before following the same route. Seika gave a knowing nod to the Hyuuga before turning her attention to the survivors. To say that they were in a grizzly state of being was an understatement. Just looking at the wounds both of them had was enough to bring Seika's heart forward as she felt sick to her stomach to allow such travesties to befall people like this. Both parties' response would indicate that this wouldn't exactly be the most well behaved of interviewing the victims. The male had decided his initial stance on the matter, making things a bit one sided in terms of requesting aide from people here. Still, she tucked some strands of hair from her face and would allow the lieutenant to begin.
Seika caught eye of the wound from the standing male's chest. How brutal and vicious the wound was that would stain his flesh with the given scars. Such a slaughterhouse for something so local within the village's range. She waited until there came a pause between everything before making a note of the woman's name. Aries. It was an alias, something that she couldn't blme them for doing. Anybody like this would have given another name to go by in hopes of avoiding some stray rogue butcher to finish the job had it not been for the witness protection. The comment to the smaller girl was anything but pointed and direct. Her eyes trailed down to the shark girl who had been lifting the spirits of rooms around the hospital. It appeared this one would be her hardest show yet.
"Would you two need anything?" Seika asked softly, hesitating a bit even at the sound of her new voice. It retained some bits of what it was like previously but still had that "heart" that her aunt had always said she carried. Whatever that meant. "Blankets, pillows, anything. I will retrieve it for you." She eyed the male of the group while then looking towards the bandaged woman. It was a knowing sort of look. Of one who had encountered and known the painful losses that he might have been going through. But after that, given if the man and woman refused, she'd continue to remain quiet until the other two would have their minds spoken. It was her first outing that was official and of a serious nature, a sign that Seika was still learning the ropes. The lieutenant was very by the books and almost demanding in a way. But she likely had to be, as this was probably one of many other similar scenarios Ada had been through. Maybe one day, Seika could be has well worn and dedicated to her craft? Lord Hyuuga must have liked that official air about her. She looked at the file offered to her by the woman and graciously took it under her care. Her hands gently opened to read about it after Ada before watching Ada, sometimes eyeing the smaller girl.
Modifiers: ▱▰▱ Book of Water | The user's complex sword strikes from styles as well as basic combat complex sword strikes can expel a thin five foot blade of water per rank of the technique that follows the path of the physical blade. In addition, the user gains access to 4 ninjutsu slots to be used for the Water Element only.
▱▰▱ Gift of Perception | The clan's naturally keen sense of smell is not always the gift granted to the clansmen. Occasionally, the clan members are gifted a different sense to be heightened, multiplying the natural abilities of that sense by ten. This allows hearing to pick up on even muscle contractions and friction inside the body. Smell now gives away gender, body rank, class and killing intent as well as it's previous tells. Sight grants visibility to micro-movements of muscle groups, sight spanning the entire topic within a straight line. Genjutsu effecting the heightened sense are able to be detected upon being casted, causing one tier less in mental stress.
▱▰▱ Second Current | The user is able to pick up the Tetsunami Ryu Bukijutsu for no cost to their slots. Techniques of both Tetsunami Ryu and the clan techniques have the range of their water's reach increased by 5 feet per rank bud does not effect the strength of the technique when interacting with other techniques
▱▰▱ [Academy Graduation] Bloodline jutsu has Overwhelming status
▱▰▱ Parkour Mastery | Rank A | Training The user becomes one with their momentum, learning how to harness their body as an almost perfect machine. After completing this training, the user’s agility gain any and all bonuses afforded to their speed.
▱▰▱ Acrobatic Mastery | Rank D | Training Having practiced their art with great concentration, the user has learned to change direction of their whorl technique. After this training is complete, the user may use up to one technique per post that would lower the stats affecting their speed without suffering that reduction. The user gains the ability to use Somersault to evade once every three post without it consuming an activation, but only against opponents whose body rank is at or lower than the user’s.
▱▰▱ Perfecting Balance | Rank C | Training Due to their various training requiring parkour style actions, the user is more stable. This training allows the user to withstand off balancing effects or knock back effects as though they were one rank lower in strength.
▱▰▱ Total Concentration: Water Breathing [ Sō Nōdo: Mizu Kokyū ] | Rank E | Training The Seiryu clan's ability to master water is only one side of their coin, in addition, each clansman has learned to control their breathing perfectly with this training. This controlled breathing allows the user to fortify their mental capacity and delay the effects of physical pain for a a single post. This does not have any effect on status or poisons.
▱▰▱ Expert → The user has achieved a sense of mastery and focus unlike others and are known as an Expert, a dedicated focus over a weapon they use to near perfection. The shinobi can pick a single weapon, the katana. They acquire a Keystone technique that is unique to them with an additional 2 Custom Techniques derived of this special ability. Refer to the Keystone Guideline for more information. They gain a [+1] boost to both speed and agility & techniques cost [5] less Chakra and/or Stamina per rank of the technique when wielding attacks with their specialized weapon in attack or defense. With a minimum of 5 chakra or stamina paid.
receiving a return smile from the blue dude brought her a pleased rush, she didn’t consider the action possibly being an intentional one and carrying little genuine nature to it…. but such thoughts were beyond her thought process. She turned to Seika and waved a greeting, offering a mouthed ”Helloooo!” To go along with it, returning her attention toward the patients and stepping a little off to the Hyuga ladies side, looking up to her with brows slightly furrowed and a gave a very free, confident smirk that said “We got this!” The little shark would stand without staying still, bobbing on her heals whilst looking at the other two with her passive, friendly smile as they spoke. The words and impression of displeasure would seem to bounce off of her thick skin and skull, showing no signs of being taken aback or put off by the fellow or the fact her existence wasn’t greatly received. Instead she would grin and express the honest and near automatic response, first to the woman Aires ”I have no idea what placated means but I’m sure it’s at least similar to why I’m here hehe, also I like your hair, it’s real long and pretty, I’m sups(short for super) jealous!” Her voice carried a demeanour that was outside of the situations energy, she wasn’t being sarcastic as near no situation deserved anything less than friendliness and honesty, it was clear she wasn’t going to treat them like they were delicate objects or with pity.
She then turned her attention to the man and although getting the sense he was in a bad mood, or at least not comfortable with the situation, maybe he didn’t trust them and he did have good reason to feel that way. His dark gaze was returned with a dazzling, sharp toothed grin and and almost knowing expression as she put her hands behind her back and lean forward and locked brilliant blue eyes with his own. ”I dunno if you’re in the mood to have a laugh mister, butttt I can offer other things that could help make you feel a bit more comfortable maybe, weeee couldddddd…. change up the venue to somewhere less grey, yeah?” She said with a hint of mischievous and playfulness near the end, the shark straightening up and signalled to the drab with her short arms as she spoke, honestly it did suck and they could be a much nicer environment now she was here. ”Just let me know the kind of place and I can make it so… but enough about me mister, I wanna thank you for being here for her, you are very strong being here right now, you’re a really good guy and really put yourself out there for her, I can tell! You’re both awesome!” Her words were fast and her intonation didn’t make out like she was sucking up to him, she had given him a one over and paid attention to his protective nature of Aires and would bet her lucky clams that they were together and he suffered in her place or been a great asset to the woman as she had him. Even if none of that were truly accurate, he was here, now and in this condition, Eirene believed and saw the best in people and together it all meant he was a great person to Aires. A pair of thumb has risen around the end of her statements toward the man as she then turned her self to the Hyuga lady and gave a barely but apologetic smile as she had certainly talked a lot.
She could say more about them both and wanted to as well, though she tried to hold her tongue and let Ada start to do her job, even if Eirene would likely interject or respond immediately if spoken too and was actually awaiting the mans request for a venue change if he could provide her one that she could visualize. Within three seconds her hands became rife with ADHD, Eirene would feel around and pull her bag out in front of her and making a vocalization in the back of her throat, unzipping the back before triumphantly removing a large bar of chocolate and a small bag of four fresh oranges, stepping forward and extending them toward the injured man with the spoken sentiment ”Here’s some things to snack on for flavour or save till after the yucky hospital food! People gave me the same stuff when I was in hospital so yeah. Enjoy em’!!!” With a hop back after basically shoving the stuff into the mans lap. carrying the same energy as her speech as she did so, questionably fishing out another chocolate bar, the crackle of its wrapping evolving rapidly into a tearing as she ripped the packaging open and then nibble on the edge. If this chocolate bar would stop that motor mouth going was anyone’s guess, though now seemed to be the time to speak without interruption and if either Ada or Seika would turn to look at her for her activities, she would slightly turn and look the opposite way with her eyes, while nibbling and making noises to pretend she was to distracted by the taste to realize.
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Chakra 1700/1700 | Stamina 1410/1410 | Clan Sage 623/623
• Strength 6 • Speed 6• Agility 4 • Endurance 6
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Active Techs n timers Act 1: Act 2: Act 3:
The Stage is Set [ Sutēji ga Settei ] | Rank X | Cost: Chakra The cornerstone to set the ideal scene for the performer, this ability changes the entire thread it is used in, as prevents any other jutsu at the rank this was used at below from altering the thread once it has been laid. Similar to a keystone, this ability takes three effects of the user's choice to allow to the story. This could mean something like creating a swamp and then having that swamp has sticky properties to those that travel through it, requiring chakra paid to free oneself, whatever is desired. While being used this way, these effects may be korabo'd into the user's performance korabo for free, creating a three-way korabo between the jutsu. The limitations of this jutsu are listed below: • This jutsu must follow a storybook progression. Unlike a true keystone, this ability cannot have all of its effects active at one time. Instead, they must follow the progression order of a beginning, middle, and an end. When transferring to the next part of the story the previous part loses its power but can remain after, as an aesthetic effect if desired. Meaning once you reached the next part of your story, the swamp would lose its sticky power but could remain behind as a means to set the ‘scene’ without breaking the flow of the reading. Each separate effect cannot last more than [3] posts. • Storybook created items lack elemental properties that the performer does not possess when they interact with real-world items and beings. For instance, writing that a fireball falls from the sky will only deal blunt force trauma as opposed to burning, unless the performer possesses the fire element. Ninjutsu users may apply their enhanced element effects to these storybook creations as well.
• Much the same as other custom effects, no storybook created effect may be written so that it is a direct auto-hit OR write the death of a character that isn’t initially part of the story. As in, you could not say: write that that their RPC starts out poisoned, but instead write they are traveling through a poisoned cloud.
• Similar to other song jutsu, performers may utilize either your squad, or the assistance of other class performers, or even yourself, this ability may have its current effect duration increased by one post each time that performance is written in their post. Doing so costs an activation (or all activations in the case of a squadron) but no chakra, and can only a maximum of one activation may be spent this way at a time. Performance assistance from multiple sources does provide more than a single post increase but does improve your chances for upkeep this effect uninterrupted.
• Kai may be used to free oneself from a storybook effect but does not end the use of the story jutsu itself. This freedom counts as immunity from all story effects for up to one post after the kai isu sed. After that, if the performance has been upkept, they are subject to its effects once more.
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His eyes narrowed and his lip curled as Ada reached for the folder. "More inter'sted in th' paper than th' subst'nce?" He scoffed. "You penc'l pushers are th' same." He shook his head sadly. Aries turned to him sympathetically, but she turned back towards the rest of the room to begin addressing their remarks. "This is Taurus," Aries said, though she grimaced as he looked at her sharply. "I am afraid I do not have any memory at all, save for a few flashes or glimpses. But those are indistinguishable from the dreams."
"Nightmares."
"Nightmares," she corrected. "The only thing that stands out is that I remember seeing this golden thread. I do not know if it was real material or something ephemeral, but it was connected between Taurus and I."
"I don' remember tha'." His tone was resigned, not argumentative. "I remember feeling cold all over except f'r where m' scar is." His expression darkened at the memory, but he perked up at Eirene's offer of oranges. He immediately grabbed one and peeled it open, though he put one in Aries' mouth before he tried one herself. She hadn't asked for it, but the two had moved in speechless unison.
"In any case. I don' need t' see more of the APD's uselessness an' corruption. I'm leavin' the village. I won' need any pillows or nothin'." He shoved the rest of the orange in his mouth and leaned back away from Aries, who tensed at the lack of connection.
Aries turned to the shark woman, thoughtful over the performer's attempts at cheer. The words out of her mouth were completely grim and without preamble. "I think they took our souls."
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if you any of you point out my inconsistencies in writing dialects you're homophobic
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anyways i got smth juicy for u next post but imma make u all wait bc it pleases me
