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Hokage
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Summoning Contract : Rinnegan Summon Contract: Animal Realm
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Sat Dec 26, 2020 9:53 am
Contract Summary:
Mission Name: The Truth of the Matter
Rank: C
Type: Stealth
Character Requirements: -
Mission Location: Country Borders
Word Count Requirements: 2000
Challenges: Stealth
Repeatable? Yes
NPC? If desired. An NPC may be requested, D or C rank.
Reward: 2400 Ryo, 5 AP

Task: You have heard a rumor that a local rich man has stashed money near by. It might be heavily guarded or it might be buried in the middle of the woods. Do you torture the rich man to find its location? Do you use your skills to investigate and rob them during the night? The decision is your.
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The world was excessive in terms of tattle. Eyes purportedly seen odd behavior, or acts of alien purpose. Murmurs reached one ear to the next, yet the stories are almost always diluted with another parasitic inclusion. No true way of understanding what's being told is true, or false. Reality or a mere illusion... However, fable or not, it was enough to grasp the consideration of the six foot, one inch demon. A being don in all black, head to toe. Black hair that veil his eyes. Two toned golden eyes, pierce from black scleras. Expressionless face accompanied them. Black dress shirt with obsidian buttons and a silk black tie. A black vest with matching dress pants. Shinobi boots compliments the bottom of the attire. Swaying with each step was a black coat that had crimson silk interior. Protruding from the depths of his coat on his left was the hilt to a katana. The pummel was gold while the hitl was dark green. A prized possession that he collected off of a merchant caravan while he was out along the borders.   

Aokidanza of the Senju, was the name the Demon went by. Sitting within a pub on the outskirts of the wind country, he would overhear versions of a cache of a local man of upper class within the depths of the desert, apparently heavily guarded. The man of wealth was known to keep to himself within his home, rather paranoid man he was, so too was his home heavily guarded. An estate, massive in its size as it was in its worth. - these descriptions only became more significant in the eyes of the Senju. "I here that the bastard keeps it hidden away because he feels that someone will try to rob him one day. Can't rob a man for something that's not there, right?" One of the gossips spoke. "Yeah! This is true, but either way he's surrounded by ten guards as well as his supposed stash. You gotta be insane to even try to rob the guy, or steal from him!" Another added. "I hear that he keeps two hired shinobi to personally protect him. One to stand guard over his hiding spot. So in total that's twenty guards plus three ninja. Man, he has a lot of money for sure." The last would say. 

Golden eyes would retract from their point. The Senju began to smirk sinisterly as he figured it was time, once again, to play a game of hide and seek. 'Twenty three potential threats...? I suppose the odds could poorer. Let's just hope they put up more of a challenge this time, I'd hate to grow bored in the midst of it all.' He thought to himself. Standing to his feet, he would motion towards the exit and then out of the pub. Stepping onto the streets of this town, he would face west, needing to turn south to head into the direction of the estate. To his surprise, the moment he turn left he saw the home fifty meters away. "My, my... there was some authenticity to their words. This should be fun." He would state, beginning his stride towards the estate he would notice a few irrelevant things about this town. It was filthy to say the very least, and the people were almost barely making it along. They seem to be struggling with everyday means and for a moment it would make the Senju... chuckle. He cared not for their well-being, it didn't effect him in any form. If anything he enjoyed to see their struggle as it only made him feel a step closer to what he desired for this vexing world. 

His coat tails swayed in the breeze of the environment, as did his hair. Many of the people there stirred clear of his path, the Demon did not look the part of an inviting being, nor did he dress of a low class such as them. The air about him was toxic, just standing in his presence would be enough to warrant caution and distance should you be weak of heart. Those eyes of an evil spirit would scan over everything as he walked. Eventually coming to a stop to find himself four meters from the entrance of the estate. From his standing, it was another twenty meters from where he stood to get to the front door leading into the home. Three floors, fifteen meters wide - that's seventy five feet. Gauging from that it must have been eight meters length from the back - that's forty feet. From the height of tge building it was nineteen meters high - ninety five feet high. There was pillars and structures to make up tge foundation. Even some statues of naked men and women with water spraying from their mouths. The estate seemed to be made of stone and sand. Oddly enough there was some plant life scattered about tge entrance. 

The Senju would stand there for a moment with his hands at his side. Contemplating if he wanted to be stealthy, or merely walk in and find the person. It wouldn't be no different from how he handle his other past time events. Abruptly his eyes would widen, he felt that he was not alone. Though his guard was not down, he couldn't help but to wait for something...for someone.

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Sat Dec 26, 2020 4:24 pm
Satorus day began hours ago when he armed himself with two weapon pouches strapped to either hip, the pouches were full of an assortment of Bandages, Shuriken, Kunai, Smoke Bombs and Explosive tags. He wore a set of new contact lenses that bore a distinct white texture, that closely resembled that of the blind. Todays attire consisted of black combat pants, a thin blue shirt coupled with a large jet black cloak that concealed his under garments and weapon pouches. His posture was carefully tailored to todays excursion. Still new to the village Hidden in the Sands, he wanted to go out and explore. To do so with limited risk, he decided to conceal any trace of his heritage by wrapping his face and head with a long black scarf leaving only his pale white eyes. He walked with a hunch that considerably reduced his 6ft 7 stature and spoke with an frail, raspy voice to create the pretence of a frail old man armed with nothing but a makeshift cane for support and defence.

He walked at a slow and steady pace between the alleys that connected the pubs, businesses, and houses around the borders of the country. He was adamant in maintaining the act. Though Satoru wasn’t much of an actor, he had to assume the same disguise quite regularly when travelling between the eastern countries surrounding Yew Wood. The Jugo Kekkei Genkai was long sought out in those parts of the world and the crew that he sailed with from the young age of 10 went out of their way to guarantee his safety in regions rampant with Black Market trading.

Having grown up in a hostile environment, he constantly concealed any trace of his Jugo heritage when travelling in fear of having his organs plundered. Subconsciously, Satoru knew all too well that the rationale behind concealing his appearance was to avert encounters with entities that could potentially spur his Berserker to manifest. He had massacred countless people through no will of his own, friends, foes, they all blended into one the moment the Berserker took power.

By this point in the day, Satoru had been walking aimlessly between bars, being shood away from every single one that he had visited for either not buying a drink or for being an easy target for clientele as an elderly blind man. He was almost ready to call it a day and return to the village when he heard a macho scream from an alley to his east. Naturally, despite the urgency associated with the scream, Satoru kept composure and maintained his speed as he neared the alleyway; having taken care to stay out of sight, he observed the situation from under his hood.

“Listen ere— ya’ either tell us, where he hides that stash or we’ll gut you, your kid and your wife. You can’t seriously tell me that some rich ass hole is worth watchin’ ya’ boys intestine be pulled from his stomach?” the man proclaimed boldly in a hoarse voice. The victim in this case looked to be a well-dressed man, wearing a length black attire, one typically coupled with the attire of a butler. “Interesting..” he thought, as he peaked around the corner, taking note of 4 men, one of whom beaten somewhat excessively. The remaining men appeared to be drunk with one of the trio profusely hiccupping.

Satoru turned back to the road, “I shouldn’t interfere.” he thought but suddenly, his interest was peaked. “Tell us where he hides the stash and we’ll share a few thousand Ryo with ya’— how about it, Ken-chan?” said the lead drunk with more of a gentler tone. Saturo pivoted, turning back towards alley. “Th—.” Coughed the injure butler before continuing, “They have 20 guards, even if you tri—.” Instead of being allowed to finish his sentence, he was gifted a sharp kick to the chest, a blood curdling crunch signalling a broken rib or two. “Listen ‘ere, I don’t give a shit if he has a thousand guar… hic… WHERE IS THE STASH!?” the point man yelled while the other 2 men who were visibly weaker bobbed their heads in agreement like good little sheep.

As the point man cocked his leg back for one more kick, the butler mustered a last bit of strength to shield his abdomen with the palms of his hands while crying out, “FINE! I’LL TELL YOU. STOP.” Satoru couldn’t help but feel for the man, but he had a goal in mind and thus continued observing quite closely. “It’s… it’s on the 2nd floor, a gold rib—” he clenched his chest, coughing a handful of blood. “A… a gold ribbon on the door… it’ll alert a— the guards if you break it.”

“Wasn— so hard was it?” said the point man as he released his raised leg back into the butlers chest. Another crunch echoed through the alley. In that moment, Satoru turned the corner, moving towards the group at a constant pace with his walking stick in hand. The first of the trio to spot Satoru commented with, “Ain’t that the geezer that booted from the pearl earlier?”. The pearl being the pub around the corner from the alleyway.

“Get outa’ here ol’ man. This don’t concern you… hic.”

Satoru lifted his head, revealing his pale white eyes to the group for one last time. The moment they turned their attention to him, he let loose. He began by dashing forward towards the first lackey, as he closed the gap of just over a few meters, he delivered a concussive right hook to the side of the mans head, instantly dispatching in a single shot. The moment his fist connected, he effortlessly manoeuvred around the now falling body of the lackey, to deliver a comparable blow to the point man.

The first blow was followed be an assortment of shots delivered to the mans torso, with each punch Satoru felt the mans bones give way to his strength, he felt the satisfactory crunch of a series of ribs being broken. Thankfully, Satoru was strong enough to shatter a combination of 24 ribs with only two punches, one delivered to the left side of the chest and the other to the right. At this point in the exchange, the third man attempted to escape but Satoru pent up rage couldn’t allow for that. With the point man dropping like a sack of bricks, Satoru dashed at top speed, closing the gap to the last man in a fraction of a second.

He wrapped his left hand around the back of the mans head, using his forward momentum to push his face towards the ground. Satoru applied enough force in the push to merely break the mans nose under the pressure of the collision. None of the men were spared a moment to let out as little as a scream or a cry for help.

With the trio dispatched, Satorus rage calmed as he rushed over to the injured butler. “Where should I take you?” he asked with the butlers response providing him the location previous topic of discussion, the rich gentleman mansion. Satoru nodded a couple of times in response to the directions. He patted the mans chest, but because of the circumstance he couldn’t transport him without risking certain death. Instead, Satoru went to great lengths to clean and bandage all open wounds before carefully bandaging his chest to maintain a constant pressure. By this point, the butler had passed out from his injuries but was in a stable condition which more than what could be said for the trio that assaulted him.

Having dispatched the threat, Satoru secured a firm grip on his cane continued the blind man act as he trekked down the road. He followed the directions offered to him by the butler, on his journey he couldn’t help but notice an elegantly dressed individual heading in the same direction, just over stones throw away. Past the man stood a large estate comprised of stone and sand, from afar it appeared just over three floors and rather magnificent in its architecture. Satoru paced himself, so the gentleman dressed in all black arrived in front of the entrance to the property well ahead of him. From the way the mans eyes curiously surveyed the area, Satoru was confident that the man in black was here for the same purpose as the Jugo.

The aura that surrounded the man screamed danger, but Satoru wasn’t phased by it. Had he met the man when he first arrived in the country, he would’ve tucked tail and ran but having progressed both mentally and physically, he felt that he could stand his ground should the situation require. Because of the circumstance, someone was bound to discover the butler quite soon and inform the lord of the critical information that he had exposed. With this being a time sensitive matter, Satoru refrained from wasting a moment. He moved directly towards the entrance of the property, approaching the right most sentry, one that would have been closest to him on approach. The second guard situated no more than 8 or so meters away.

As Satoru neared, the sentry lowered his guard. “This is a restricted area, s—.” he called out coming to an abrupt stop as Satoru stared up at him with the pale white eyes of a blind man. Having caught him off guard, Satoru released the grip on his cane, delivering a sudden right upcut to the right sentry jaw, sending him to dreamland for at least till dusk. The instant his fist connected; the second Sentry turned his attention to Satoru but by that point it was too late. Satoru blitzed in the direction of the left sentry delivering an identical uppercut to his chin, unfortunately breaking it in the process. The whole ordeal took place in the blink of an eye so as the right sentry began to fall, Satoru called out to the expressionless gentleman “Are you just going to stand there, or do you plan on catching him?” he said with a deep, firm tone of voice extending his index finger out towards the collapsing right sentry.



WC - 1703
Aokidanza
Aokidanza
Hokage
Hokage
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Yoru Senju
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Sat Dec 26, 2020 8:06 pm
Oh, what was this? Peculiarly enough the Demon was not there on his own. Cutting his eyes to the right of him, a man cloaked in black eagerly enter the entrance of the estates court. Scrutinizing the current behavior of this newcomer, Aokidanza took note of one of the Sentries beginning to address the shrouded figure's pressence. Mutely observing what took place next... 'Oh?' He would reason to himself, something took place that made the sentry waver... following that was an attack that would swiftly silence and dispose of him. The Demon, would continue with his inspection of this occurrence as the second sentry was then handled. However, what came after that lovely display of violence was unexpected by the Senju...  

The man clamored in his direction, catechisming his basis for standing where he did, or if he intended on catching the sentry that was collapsing ten meters away from him. Bewilderment sat on his once emotionless face... his malevolent eyes would stray to find the sentry...still falling. To Aokidanza, the unconscious guard descend was tedious. So much so that he only took one step, purely one push of his right foot and the eight meters distances was closed. The tails of his coat still risen from the burst of transit that took him from his primary standing to his contemporary position. Now on the heel of his left foot, laying flat of that same foot... still the guard fall was sluggish, even with him being this close. Abruptly, rotating once clockwise, an arduous and unwieldy spin kick was delivered to the throat of the guard, thus the crumble of his wind pipe, his jugular and the spinal cord in his neck attached to his skull submitted and severed to his force. Instantaneously killing him without pain, sending him launching into three meters into a cut out of view. Setting his right foot down, the demon would turn his gaze, heavy as it was, onto the cloaked one.  

"Oh...? I meant to 'catch' him, silly me. Coincidentally, you barked at me... I will authorize it this one time, but only once. You performed me a benefit. Thus granting you transitory freedom to speak wert consequence." The demon transcribed, stepping closer, closing the distance between the two. Once he was three feet within earshot, he smiled precariously. "I presume that you are here for the same goal? Why else would you violate that guard?" Taking two steps back, he would direct his attention to the front door. Making up his mind, Aokidanza wanted to see what more this white eyed man could do. Glancing over to him, once more looking him over. "Clandestineness has at no time ever been a favored approach of my own. In such wise, I anticipate that you do not mind a contiguous path.." Atrocious was the words that left his gleaming lips. Aiming his attention to the door once more, in one fluid motion he kicked the front entrance in, the door ripping from its hinges haphazardly and critically flipping into the open hall and into one of the passing guards, the impact was enough to crush four of his ribs and fracture his right shoulder blade and forearm. Carrying him along the door's path into a crashing halt into one of the beams within the home. The guard was rendered unconscious.  

Descending his foot, he would grant the newcomer another devious smile, proceeding into the estate. No doubt the vociferous entrance captured the attention of all the guards within the estate. Calmly striding into the home, almost simultaneously the bodies of the guards popped into his visual. Golden eyes hopping from one to the next. Three on the first floor, two on the staircase, two on the second floor. This was a wretched attempt at guarding. The Senju would sigh, continuing his advance deeper into the home. Three of the guards began their charge, he smiled. "My, my... Do not be coarse, or else my colleague might feel aggrieved." Pointing behind himself to the entrance. Deliberately revealing where the newcomer was.  

The point of the charge aimed to punch the Senju, but it was sidestepped, the second aimed to grab, but his arms were parried and pushed causing him to stumble into the direction of the entrance, while the last of that ground aimed to superman punch the demon and was blocked and tossed abaft of him; crashing into the other two causing them to fumble closer to the door. Glancing over his left shoulder as he continued his stride he would see them stand and stare at him. Turning their attention to the cloaked man instead - placing their trust in the comrades.  

His graceful walk would bring him to the beginning of the staircase, at which point he turned his demonic glare on them. The two on the stairs would look to one another before back at him. "What's this...? Are relying on teamwork? Hahaha, I assure you, numbers are not in your odds." With his first step towards ascending the stairs one of the guards immediately ran down to meet him, aiming to dropkick the Senju in the chest. However...that was not going to work. Analyzing the guard, Aokidanza would wait for his legs to outstretch his feet towards him, using his right foot to propel himself diagonally forward - tucking into a frontal flips, while taking his right hand to grab hold of the ankle of the fool leaving higher ground and with his momentum he would swing him up and over into a mortifying crash into the stone stairs. This instantaneously rendered him unconscious, Aokidanza landing to his feet several steps ahead of where he begun. He would release the guards ankle to meet the second one who was not sending a barrage of punches his way. Effortlessly the demon would sway and dip out of tge path of the slow attacks. Noticing that he was not using his legs, the guard, Aokidanza would expose that. With a swift jab, while he was dipped down, he would connect with both knee caps, breaking them cleanly forcing the guard to fall to them which delivered more pain. The demon would then take him by his throat and raise him off his knees and feet. Turning his gaze over to the other two on the second level. "Did you know, that the caps of the knees are considered pressure points? They possess the nerve endings to rending you incapable of continuing a fight, pursuit, or standing. While at the same time relaying a massive amount of internal pain that eventually will render you unconscious or, leave you trapped in a loop of endless pain." Stating true words. Now on the second level, he would notice that the other two guards stepping back from him. One left, the other right. There was disturbing melody in shot of his right ear... oh, yes...of course... it was the cries of the guard he was holding by the throat in his right hand. Cutting his eyes over to the crying man he would squeeze on the throat of the fool, crushing his windpipe, from him finally murmured a deathly suffocating whine.  

Silence engulfed the Senju. "...Better." Assert the demon, tossing the corpse down the stairs to fumbling end. Glancing over to the left and then to the right he would smile. Curious to know which one would start... after some time, he grew testy and decided end this little game of stall. Pivoting off his left foot he would rush the guard on his right, slamming an open palm stomach 9 - the pressure point located on the neck adjacent to the adams apple. Resulting in a sudden knockout. Pushing off with his right foot, towards tge last guard he would astonish him with the abrupt incoming speed, delivering a swift hook to stomach 6 - the pressure point located on the jaw which rattles and jiggles the brain. This caused that guard to fall unconsciously, simultaneously to the ground along with the other guard.  

The Senju would turn his gaze over to where his acquaintance was, wondering how he was fairing with his new friends...


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Tue Dec 29, 2020 3:36 pm
Satoru remained motionless, gradually lowering the body of his guard in the direction of the ground, his eyes set on the right guard, who was still descending at this point. His order acknowledged with a spinning kick that instantly shattered the sentries spinal cord, killing him on the spot. “Looks elegant but acts like a brute.” he muttered as the sentry took off through the air.

The stranger, spoke with a razor-sharp tongue, addressing Satoru rather directly, he immediately came across as quite egotistical, permitting Satoru to converse with him in the manner in which he did but only on one occasion, all thanks to the fact that he had profited from Satoru eliminating the guards. From the approach employed by the man, his confidence and finesse, it was obvious that he was no push over. There were a few details that stuck with Satoru, while the form used by the man near perfect for the manoeuvre that he had performed, the one factor that he had lacked was speed.

From where Satoru was standing, he was able to follow every action taken by the man as if at half speed. He was confident that he could have saved the sentry from certain death, but the air about the strange man created a hint of mystery that disturbed Satoru to the extent where he wasn’t comfortable in revealing what he was truly capable of.

As the lifeless body of the right sentry kissed the ground, Satoru tensed, resting his left palm on his weapon pouch while forming a fist with his right; in that moment, the man closed the gap, entering hearing distance, questing Satorus intentions. The utterance that followed confirmed Satorus suspicion that the man was also be here to deprive the rich owner of his fortune. He stayed silent in response to the first question, yet the man continued to blabber on with a rhetoric containing phrases that greatly outdid Satorus lexicon. Before he knew it, the entrance to the estate was free of its hinges, flying towards an unsuspecting soldier. Once again, judging from strike, velocity and weight of the door, Satoru predicted that he would be able to intercept door before it decimated the guard it was heading towards.

Once again, despite his moral code, he decided to hold off on taking any action. At this point, it was evident that this gentleman wasn’t affiliated with a Ninja Village as his actions would have had him killed in ordinary circumstances. After what felt like eternity, the door smacked the guard, easily crushing his ribs. Satoru shook his head in condemnation. There were two things that he wanted to avert, the first was death and the second was detection. With how openly the man in black attacked the defenders, it was evident that he had no regard for the penalties of his actions, he was either strong or slightly suicidal.

Briefly trailing the man, Satoru show gratitude to the gods in that he had left the butler back in the alley as he was all but sure that this maniac would have murdered the man for sport. Met with a devious smile, Satoru grinned, allowing the man to enter the property while he remained by the entrance. The instant the black haired fella became engrossed in his exchange with the guards, Satoru sprung to action. He began by jumping up to the level of the property that corresponded to the second floor, utilising the art of surface walking that he picked up from an amateur show man to firmly secure his feet against the wall.

Taking in the architecture of the property while factoring in the external dimensions against the instructions provided to him by the butler, he was able to effortlessly discern the location of the treasure down to the nearest room. The moment the man pointed at the direction of the newcomer, the guards would look around in uncertainty, the entrance free of any so called colleagues.

The moment the black haired male point down the foyer, Satoru found himself glued to the wall, moving towards the general location of the treasure. His goal was to reach the north eastern corner of the second floor ahead of his so called colleague. As he made his way around the property, he noticed a single set of windows, bordered up with just about a dozen planks of wood. The location of the window roughly matched the information that he had received from the butler. Upon closer inspection, Satoru quickly surmised that regardless of the strength of the planks that they would be held down by an assortment of nails that would give way to enough force.

With that in mind, he positioned himself so that his chest was aligned with the window before delivering a single jab to the centre of the window. His fist, effortlessly pierced the glass before connecting with the planks that followed with just right amount of forcce. The power from the strike, quickly forced the planks in the opposite direction, creating a loud racket as they crashed against the door to the room.

As Satoru hopped into through the opening, he could not help but overhear a series of shouts and screams coming from the hallway adjacent to the room. Not wasting any time, he popped the chest, revealing a feeble amount of Ryo totalling around five thousand at first glance. Satoru shook his head in disbelief, “So much for a massive treasure.”. He sighed as he slipped the collection of coins into a small pouch on the inside of his cloak.

Turning his attention to the door, Satoru couldn’t help but overhear another of the chap's speeches, this time about pressure points and knees. He let out a chuckle, followed by a grin before hopping out of the window just as the odd fella finished the last two guards on the second floor. He landed effortlessly, resuming his old man charade from the moment his feet touched the ground. At a slow and steady pace, he made his way back out to the front of the property.

Under his cloak, he began counting the haul, carefully splitting the funds into two equal piles that he had then placed in separate leather bags. Throughout this period, he utilised his sense of touch to split the haul as oppose to using visual stimuli. Making his way out of the property, he continued to observe his surroundings, ready to strike a moments notice to combat even a slight hint of malice. While he allowed the wild man to end the life of the sentry and that of a series of guards, he wasn’t about allow him to reside him to the same fate as the others.
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Aokidanza
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Hokage
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Tue Dec 29, 2020 6:09 pm
As development discourse along the intended paths, as the Demon looked on from his locale to inspect how his colleague was fairing, he would come to realize that he was no longer there. All that lingered were the three guards that were forsaken to him. The eyes of the Senju would diminish on their standing. The perception of being made a fool would fill him. The tone about him spiked, from his core far and wide, the brilliance of his flesh obscured. Gradually the overshadow plod his being to strike all ocular areas of his being. The three remaining guards considered with forsee finding home in their hearts. The Senju would recognize the fortifying of his person. Strength and speed no longer residing at their base, doubled into a potential maximized degree. One hundred facilitation and power. Compound with the appearance of a charred demon. A blare adjacent from him reached his acknowledgement. However it was not at all abundant to steal his gaze from them.  

The guards palpitated in their fear, seeing now true reason to engage the demon they all decided to flee from the estate, forfeiting their positions along with their ground. Aokidanza felt their departure to be a pity. He very much wanted to bequeath to them his dissatisfaction. It did not drag in time before the cloaked individual managed to show himself, pretending to be what he was not, he moved so swiftly, and yet he charade as an decrepit man - stepping his way out of the estate into open air. The demon perceived that he found it, the goal of their being here in the first place.  

From aloft of him, subtle movement in a hasten manner caught his attention. "Oh?" He murmured. He motioned to his right and then cut left towards a window that lead outside. At full speed of one hundred he would rush. From above the cloaked man he would noticed not one, but two shinobi descending on his point - with kunai and short sword at the ready. Precipitously the sound of glass shattering overhead and behind the man he would see the Senju darting out from the second floor to impede the two shinobi path. Not only that, the intense radiant flare accompanied by the song of steel leaving and finding its home once more in one fluid motion would manifest in his movement. Berthing upon the sturdy sand of the foundation as he slid to a complete stop, his left hand around his scabbard while his arm was tucked in close and his right hand gripping his hilt - back against the cloaked being.  The abrupt pushing of the momentum would shift them from their course. Crashing to the ground along side each other - not necessarily intact. Their heads would roll from their bodies to the feet of the cloaked man, gazing up at him, lifeless. From their stumps blood began to flow from their bodies into a pool.  

"I presume you have something that belongs to me...'Old' man." The Demon's buried voice would extend to the ears of Satoru. Aokidanza standing at full height, calmly turning one hundred eighty degrees to reveal his now more demonic appearance. His tone in skin darker than the very clothes he don. Only visible coloring was the gold in his eyes and the red of his interior from his coat as it swayed in the wind's breeze. Standing three meters before the Jugo blooded one, the Senju would release a cold smirk from his blacken lips, pearlescent teeth revealed. He was curious to know why he was in such a hurry, more importantly...why was he moving so inconspicuous. "I'm not decidedly enamored of being a aberration. Mind enlightening me on your idea? I'd really like to comprehend it...for you see, I'd be remiss if I did not admit I feel rather foolish at the moment." His glare was heavy, cold and suffocating. Unnerved as he continued to focus his eyes on the man before him. He would wait to understand his methods as well as his cut of the claims.


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[Total WC: 2,934]
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The Truth of the Matter [Satoru Jugo] Empty Re: The Truth of the Matter [Satoru Jugo]

Tue Jan 05, 2021 7:34 pm
Making his way out of the residence, he momentarily closed his eyes, consuming the nature chakra from his immediate surroundings before activating an infamous Sensory Technique that was utilised by the Jugo because of its ease of use and compatibility with the Kekkei Genkai. “Two.” He clocked as two life forms began charging towards him at a rather rapid pace. “A third.” He thought, quickly attributing the rapid third signature to the likes of the black haired killer.

The speed at which the black haired man moved in relation to the approaching Shinobi left no doubt in Satorus mind, while he did brace himself in the event that an enemy got a bit too close for comfort, he was in a position where he’d be able to block effortlessly and respond to the situation at hand. To some extent, he wanted to react the moment he felt their presence, however he refrained in the hopes of further identifying the skill set possessed by the black haired wordsmith.

Suddenly, with a burst of speed, the third signature, that of the black haired male closed the gap to Satoru. He felt the mans coccyx brush up against his upper back as a blade hissed through the air, dispatching the two Shinobi in a single strike.  “So he’s a swordsman…” he thought to himself as the heads dropped by his feet.

Briefly shaking his head, Satoru turned on his heels to face Aikodanza. The moment near half of his body had completed the rotation he tossed a small, light leather bag from the palm of his right hand containing exactly half of the spoils from the property. Regardless of whether or not Satoru could have gotten away with the loot, a haul this small wasn’t worth the hassle and beside, the man had done all the heavy lifting. The man mid-sentence, Satoru straightened his posture, towering over him by around 6 inches.

“2 high class Shinobi, few dozen guards. Wont be long before the village sends aid… especially with the racket you caused. An’ all your talkin’ in code is annoying.” he responded, gesturing towards the heads by his feet with his left index and middle fingers before pointing towards the assortment of slaughtered guards. As he concluded his last sentence, he let out a slight chuckle.

“There’s exactly half in that pouch. So much for a rich man…” he paused. “I’m sure you’re dying to ask… my name is Satoru. So what’s yours?” he would await a response before nodding a couple of times, concluding the interaction with “The strong don’t hide in the Land of Lightning…” he grinned from beneath his scarf, finding fun in the irony of having spoken in code after berating the man for doing the same but moments earlier.

“See you around.” he’d say before resuming his frail old posture, walking cane in hand, he made his way back towards the village.
WC – 485
TWC - 3303
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Claiming:
2400 Ryo, 5 AP
https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t44982-earth-release-added-weight-rock-technique-v7 [496/1875] + 1379 = [1875/1875]
https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t45468-v7-earth-spear [1875/1875]
https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t45891-hiding-like-a-mole-v7 [49/1125]
TWC - 3303
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The Truth of the Matter [Satoru Jugo] Empty Re: The Truth of the Matter [Satoru Jugo]

Sun Feb 21, 2021 3:05 am
It did not go unnoticed by the Demon the clear dissatisfaction of the events that took play at the mansion. Golden eyes followed as the cloaked man pointed to the bodies as the ears listened to him speak. Aokidanza gave a curd nod as he caught the pouch containing his payment. There was no need to count it, he highly doubt this man would cross him - especially after witnessing the kind of beast he was, that and his clear disapproval of being made a fool of spoken aloud.  

"Satoru...? The name of enlightenment." He paused, depositing the ryo to his coat depths. "Aokidanza..." Not ignoring the fact that a surname was not give, he only assumed that there wasn't one, or he did not trust the Senju enough to give it. That being said, he would level the mystery as to keep his own  concealed. "If you are concerned with the like of the authorities, than I must inform you that this life of crime does not really suit you, Satoru. Perhaps another, more virtuous existence would do?" A malicious chuckle would escape him as he watched as his acquaintance left, but not before leaving a riddle for him. As he opened the space between them the Senju smiled. It did not take him long to decipher the code. "The land of Lightning, oh? So you'll only reveal yourself to me there? My, my...things are looking rather...delicious I must admit." He laughed as he motioned to exit this area.


[WC: 251]
[Total WC: 3,185]
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Mission Claim -
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20 AP

Personal Claims -
True Sage Transformation v7 - 3,185 [3185/3750]


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The Truth of the Matter [Satoru Jugo] Empty Re: The Truth of the Matter [Satoru Jugo]

Sun Feb 21, 2021 3:15 am
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Vlad, you can still clan 20AP and 4K Ryo per new mission base rewards
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