Goodies (Mission,p, arai)

The two targets were trapped, and the next step would be to knock them out so that the intel team back in Suna could gather information on the person who had hired them. That plan seemed to have partially went downhill as Arai used the girl’s face as a scratching board, or a punching bag? It was hard to tell as there quickly became nothing of the female twin’s face. “Arai no!” Kira yelled out as she watched in slight horror, but it was too late. The lycanthrope had demolished the poor female to a gruesome death. Kira closed her eyes as her brow furrowed. ‘Arai go!’ had not meant turn the scenario into the next bloody gore flick that was to hit in a theatres near you. Kira let out a deep sigh as the twin brother screamed over his sister’s death. The Uzumaki concentrated on the flow of chakra the pulsed through her chains, trying throughout this time to get them to evolve to the next level, but so far been fruitless. Instead, the heterochromatic eyed girl tightened the chain that was wrapped around the boy’s neck until he had gone unconscious. “This one lives.” She called out. The Uzumaki pulled out some wire from her ninja pouch and used it to tie the boys hands and feet together before grabbing him and easily throwing him over the camel’s back. She hesitantly looks over towards the sister dead body as goosebumps lightly protruded her skin. She hated death, and this was one horrible way to die. When her time came, the Uzumaki just hoped it would be quick and painless, and that her beautiful face will remain intact. “Let’s keep moving everyone, we still have a lot of ground to cover. Arai, good work. Just… maybe bring it down to PG-13?” The Uzumaki led out another yawn, hopefully the rest of the journey would be a quiet one. That last attack had already exalted half her chakra.

The werewolf's ears perked up at Kira's protest and saw that she was standing next to the unconscious body of tweedle dumb. The wolf wanted to kill him too. It seemed justified, seeing as now all he would have is hatred and would attack them as soon as his mind returned to him. The werewolf was about to end his pain, to cut him open and set his soul free. He wouldn't feel anything, especially now. However, Kira's statement that the boy would live caused the wolf to stop and cock it's head in confusion. Why...? As soon as he wakes up he will either A. He would scream, cry and curse, making their trip even more unpleasant or B. he will continue to fight them on their way to their destination. Keeping him around would only be a hindrance! Kira should know this! Even humans knew that the safety of the pack was paramount to other secondary objectives such as this. In fact, the only purpose she could see was for the extra meat. The werewolf's stomach growled. That man's arm had only served as a chew toy and his blood only wetted her lips slightly. She growled in protest to Kira's request to keep it "PG-13." What? With these claws? And these teeth? And this body? What did she think was going to happen? These people attacked them! Tried to end their lives! And so, she took theirs. The wolf agreed with this assessment whole heartedly! They weren't people! They were prey to be killed and eaten as soon as they became hostile! PG-13. The werewolf scoffed. Yeah right. But she obliged, shrinking back down into her humanoid form, feeling sick to her stomach as her human senses, morals, and all the stuff the wolf inside resented returned. She felt like retching up all the blood and gore she had devoured in her previous form. That was, if there was anything to wretch. With the acids in her transformed state, that man's flesh had been broken down and transferred to become a part of her. She felt like Frankenstein's monster, made of the flesh of other humans... Vile... tainted.... and it was now not only the wolven curse that had infiltrated her blood. She wiped the blood from her face with her red-stained hands and with those same hands she used to gore those people, she wove a few handsigns and the wind began to congregate and form, becoming a bow which she held in her left hand. She raised her right and wind began to form and twist into a pike-like shape which would serve as an arrow for the wind bow. She notched the arrow and pointed her wind-weapon down towards the sand. Arai said nothing. Nothing needed to be said. At least, she didn't think so.

95 ap

10 werewolf upkeep (last post)

10 Wind recerve bow

5 Wind Arrow

Kira could see that Arai wasn’t exactly agreeing with her methods, but it had to be done. “This one will be used for questioning.” She said towards Arai as she had placed him on top of the camel’s back.  The Uzumaki turned towards the beast as she growled towards her words. The Heterochromatic eyed girl only stared at her, examine her every movement that she made. What had started off as a friendly acquaintance had turned a bit towards a hostile relationship. There was no denying it, two obviously didn’t see eye. Kira had come to see Arai as sort of a loose cannon. She could be hazardous on missions like these if she couldn’t control herself in her wolf like state. No matter, the worse of the mission was possibly over, and all that was left for now was getting back to the village. That’s if the girl could keep her eyes open long enough to get there.

A few hours had passed and they could now finally see the village gates in view. While they were finale almost there, the sun was also now beginning to make its way above the horizon. Kira could feel the bags forming under her eyes and she was about ready to punch whoever it was that made her take up this mission. Arriving at the gates, the boy began to regain consciousness before the Uzumaki took out her anger on him and knocked him upside the head, sending him out again. “You guys should be safe from here on out.” The uzumaki reported to the merchants as she put the guy over her shoulder and let out a huge yawn. The two departed with the camels as sh turned towards Arai. “Looks like we’re done, go and get some sleep, heavens know we need it.” Kira began to walk off to take the boy into custody. There would be some paperwork that she had to take care of before she could even think about sleep.

[exit]
twc: 2685
Claiming:
mission rewards
750 words towards  Flicker Movement (25% off due to max stats)
1500 towards mass pull
435 towards Seal of Suppression

It wasn't long before they made it to their destination and merchant departed, as quickly as a terrified camel could carry him. In a all honesty, Arai AGREED with Kira's tactics. SHE didn't want to kill. SHE didn't want to maim stun or.... eat her enemies. But the wolf did and on it's turf, in it's form, the wolf  called the shots. And called the shots. Some times, Arai would desperately need the power the wolf had. She NEEDED what it offered in exchange for freedom sometimes. It could be to save someone then, or use it's strength to lift something there, but somehow, some way, the wolf manages to escape the mental barriers she sets up and the cycle of this happens ALLLLLLL over again. Arai didn't say anything on the way back. She was tired and hungry and didn't feel like she had the right anymore. She hated this gift. She hated it, hated it, hated it, but she couldn't really help it. Not really. None in her clan would blame her this when she reports the mission. In fact, most would congratulate her! "Feeding the beast is one step to taming it" they'd say. She hated the fact they liked what she did...

(WC: 2909)

Claiming Mission rewards

and 186 words, Finishing off Wind Release Recurve Bow