Kinky Disappearances

[Willoria]

The sun was setting and while Masako normally could enjoy such a view, right now she simply wasn't comfortable doing so. She couldn't help fidgeting around in her seat in the carriage and constantly adjusting her clothes. They hardly felt like clothes at all. The skirt was several layers, all of which seemed to involve slits that came up to her hip or waist and bared more than she was comfortable with. Not to mention the top that came up and tied behind her neck, the cloth this was made up of barely covered her assets at all and left much of her flesh almost completely visible. Her dermal tattoos on her back were completely visible, the piercings on her chest were hinted at for the thin nature of the cloth. She found herself wishing she had a cloak, but of course she didn't. Her red hair was loose about her shoulders but well brushed and slightly curled to fall in ringlets about her body and her makeup had been well done for the event. She was practically pouting in a corner of the carriage.

Of course as Masako sat in her corner pouting in her green dress, Ume was sitting in a nearly identical dress that was blue in color but she hardly looked uncomfortable at all. If anything she seemed to enjoy it and looked thoroughly relaxed, though as she watched Masako try to adjust her dress yet again the woman laughed outright and reached into a bag at her feet. "If you think the dress is uncomfortable, just wait until you see this..." she commented as she pulled a pair of silver metal collars out of the bag with a snicker.

Masako groaned heavily. "Seriously? I thought we were going as prostitutes... the outfit is bad enough."

Ume snorted and shrugged. "Slave prostitutes... technically." she said, turning to look at Jinsai with a smirk still plastered on her face as she held out the collars towards him. "Should I collar your girlfriend or... do you want to...? ....Master?"

Masako's glare only grew worse at this.

[TyDie]

Across from the two ladies in the carriage, Fukusha Jinsai watched the two women, taking in their differences and taking note of what would need to be done to sell this ruse of theirs. Whereas Ume seemed perfectly calm and comfortable in the revealing attire she was forced to wear, Masako seemed like a fish out of water in comparison. It was clear that she was far from happy about the mission they were undertaking... But with a sigh, he looked to the woman as she complained about the collars. "You're a shinobi, Masako. You gave up your right to complain when you signed up for service. This is an important mission, try to get used to the clothes and we'll get through tonight as quickly and efficiently as possible."

He tried to keep the conversation professional, tried to keep his mind focused on the mission, and not the two beautiful women sat across from him. But Ume did so love to taunt him, and she knew too much about him at this point. The collars were offered to him, but what was worse was the way she did it, and how she addressed him. "...You don't need to be in character yet, Ume. But... I'll do it." With a small sigh, he pushed down his thoughts and urges and tried to keep the mission at the forefront of his focus. Taking the first collar, he'd stand up towards Masako and manipulate the collar's latch with a key from his pocket. Once opened, he'd simply put it around Masako's neck, pushing her hair out of the way carefully so that it wouldn't get caught in the latch. Then, with another turn of the key, the collar would be locked in place. "For what it's worth Masako, you look the part. And that's a compliment."

He'd then move to Ume and do the same, placing the collar around her neck while pushing her blue hair out of it's way. "Let's recap for a moment. People in the area are going missing, and the local noble, Lord Ichiro, has shown not just a lack of empathy, but a lack of any sort of concern at all. His callous disregard for the people that serve his area of influence is concerning, so we're heading out here to investigate the lord's estate under suspicion of his involvement in the disappearances. And to do that, we had to appeal to his more recent interests... which is why you two are disguised as high end escorts.." With a sigh, he'd sit back down and let his eyes go back and forth between the two women.

"Just keep it together while we get inside, Masako. Once we're in and we know what's going on, we can drop the act and go from there. Think you can do that, Masako?"

[Willoria]

As Jinsai took the collar from Ume's hands and moved towards Masako, the woman's glare shifted from her friend, to Jinsai. She kept her green eyes fixed on him as he put the collar on her, her chin raised slightly almost as if being defiant as he clicked it into place. When he spoke of how she looked, she simply rolled her eyes. "You're enjoying this too much." she replied, clicking her tongue at him as she shifted her position and yet again tried to straighten her dress. Of course this time she was fidgeting with the collar slightly. The feeling of the metal against her skin was strangely uncomfortable, even if it was Jinsai who put it on her. She hated knowing what could happen upon their arrival at this Lord's home, given their ruse. "Prostitutes are bad enough, does it have to be under this particular kink?" she asked quietly, sighing heavily.

Of course, as if in contrast, Ume was grinning mischievously the entire time as Jinsai put her collar on. Her grin had only grown as he had applied Masako's. By time he applied hers she was grinning up at him brazenly. "Shame." she remarked with a teasing sigh, clearly hinting at the fact that the pair weren't physical anymore. Though she still couldn't resist joking with him about it. Glancing at Masako however she knew she couldn't let the other woman stress too much over the situation. "Don't worry, for you it'll be all appearances." she assured her, digging through the bag again as if the ignore the odd look Masako was giving her. "You two are just here in case shit hits the fan after all... he's my target. I'm the one who has to get in close." She pulled something from the bag, grinning again as she quickly affixed a leather leash to Masako's collar and laughed at the other woman's groan of annoyance before she turned and placed the other end of it in Jinsai's hand.

But then she affixed one to her own collar and held out the other end to Jinsai as well as a rare serious expression crossed her violet eyes. "Of course, part of your job too, Jinsai, is to make sure I'm the one he wants... his fate is to be met in my hands after all."

[TyDie]

Jinsai rolled his eyes as Masako made clear her detest for the role she was to play, but he knew she could handle it deep down... like it or not, this was what the lord wanted. "If it makes you feel any better, I don't believe he's searching for prostitutes for the obvious reasons one would normally do so. Call it a hunch, but I think there's more to this than simple disappearances..." Jinsai then looked to Ume as she gave him he leashes, his mind drifting momentarily to other topics of interest... But eventually he nodded and confirmed her point - They were back up, this was ultimately Ume's show. "Right. If all goes according to plan, you and I won't have to be involved at all Masako. We're simply here to sell the act and provide support to Ume while she... does the deed."

The carriage hit a particularly hard bump in the road, causing it to jostle the three shinobi within for a moment and leaving Jinsai with an annoyed frown. "Remind me to discipline our driver once we arrive at the Lord's estate... A child could do better, I swear." He crossed his arms with a sigh and leaned back in his chair, letting the leashes go limp and fall towards the women. "I'll let you be free a while longer, but don't get used to it. Remember to play the part - you're slaves, so act like it."

[Willoria]

Masako's glare didn't ease up at all, she simply kept it fixed on Jinsai as he rolled his eyes at her and she shook her head at him in return. "There are a million other ruses we could have used..." she grumbled. "Just would have been nice to have a choice." she added, reaching up and pulling at the collar uncomfortably. "And I hate silver in any kind of jewelry... reeks of false modesty or just straight up fake."

Ume snorted and rolled her eyes as well at all of Masako's grumbling, and again at Jinsai's. "I swear you two are a match made in heaven." she commented as she got comfortable and sighed, looking out the window a moment. She felt the slack in the leash and glanced at Jinsai, smirking at his comments. "Someone's already set to play aren't there... then again you always are, aren't you, Sir?"

She knew Jinsai wasn't going to be fond of her comments and was already armed with a grin and a middle finger in the air in his direction before she relaxed for the rest of their trip. Of course, the relaxation wouldn't last long given the way their driver was steering the horses.

Yet a few hours later they'd find themselves pulling up outside of a grand estate complete with high walls and looking almost more like a fortress than a home. By time they arrived Ume was already sitting up straight and ready to play her part, even as Masako grimaced in her own seat.

[TyDie]

Jinsai shook his head at Makoto's complaints, letting out a sigh as he leaned back in his seat. "As a matter of fact, no, there weren't any other ruses to use for this Masako. We need Ume to get as close as possible to this guy, and it's become pretty well known lately that the lord is looking for high end escorts. Put two and two together, and this is where we end up." He wasn't necessarily trying to be harsh, but he was most definitely in 'mission mode' right now. His focus was on completing the mission as efficiently and safely as possible, not the comfort of himself or his comrades. But he would let a small smirk slip through and stretch his hands up behind his head as she mentioned the collar. "Well next time, we'll shoot for gold instead. How's that sound?" He let out a wry chuckle as he shook his head.

Ume's comment earned a glare from Jinsai, but seeing as she was already flicking him off, she already knew what he was going to say. With a roll of his eyes instead of a verbal response, he looked out the window. "Better enjoy the next few hours of freedom while you can. Once we get there, it's time to play our parts."

Upon arrival, Jinsai's face would change almost completely - From the hardened warrior to a cocky pimp, the man's mannerisms were nothing alike. Leaving his obvious weaponry in the chariot seat, he'd rise from his seat first and reach down for the leather leashes, open the door, and walk out first, pulling on the leashes as he went to ensure they came out with him. The guard at the gate saw the three making their way towards him, and quickly realized that this was the group he was told to be on the lookout for. "Evening sir. Am I to assume these two ladies are who our Lord wishes to share company with tonight?"

"Well, I'm not sure yet. After all, I haven't received any payment as of yet. I was just told to bring my best and brightest and the details would be worked out in person. So... how about you let me and my property through, so we can work those details out?" "Certainly, let me just get someone to escort you. Wait right here please." The guard would give a small bow and pass through the gate, locking it behind him as he went into a nearby building - likely a barracks of some sort. For the moment, the three were alone.

"Remember - Ume, be desirable. Masako, be less so, but not enough to offend. We want them to take Ume."

[Willoria]

Masako snorted under her breath as Jinsai mentioned a gold collar. "Promises, promises." she muttered. "That's a commitment only the village has from you." she teased, sticking her tongue out at him immaturely. The whole back and forth between the three of them of playful, but also delaying the stress of the moment that could only be delayed for so long.

Eventually they were there, and the two girls were climbing down out of the carriage with their collars and the leashes were in the hand of Jinsai. As the man gave them both bits of advice in their last moments alone, Ume leveled a short glare at him before turning her attention back to Masako. "It's not about being undesireable." she said, daring to correct Jinsai for a moment. "Be shy, be inexperienced. Cry if you can. For men like this, the last thing they want is inexperienced. They want a woman who knows what she's doing. If he thinks you're fresh or traumatized he won't want you."

Masako wrinkled up her nose at that. "But then that reflects poorly on him." she countered, nodding at Jinsai.

Ume sighed, glancing at Jinsai with a light smirk and shrugged. "He's a big boy, let him handle that, you do what you're comfortable with to keep yourself safe and out of this guy's crosshairs."

Masako looked to Jinsai for his input before the guard would inevitably return to retrieve the trio, and by then she was looking a little more coy and hiding slightly behind Jinsai as they walked along while Ume walked along unabashed and unafraid of what might come.

[TyDie]

Jinsai's eyes glinted for a moment as Ume gave her two cents. She wasn't wrong of course, but he wasn't expecting her to speak up with any corrections to his wording. However, the moment was fleeting, as he wasn't the type to get overly upset about such trivial things. "Indeed, she's right. Don't go wetting yourself with fear, but make clear you're not going to be pleasant to deal with if they choose you. As for the fallout, Ume is right about that too. I can handle that... But be prepared for me to get a little physical and degrading if need be." She would hopefully understand that he may have to hit her, insult her, and demean her for the sake of making clear to the Lord that he was in control. Masako was a tough woman though, so surely she could handle him getting a little rough with her.

As the guard came to fetch them, he opened the gate and motioned to another guard that had come with him from the barracks. "He'll escort you into the manor. Follow him, do not stray from his side." The guards nodded to each other, and a moment later the watchman went back to his post. Meanwhile, their escort would approach them and wordlessly motion for the group to follow him up the walkway towards the large manor of Lord Ichiro.

"How shall we be conducting business tonight?" Jinsai asked simply of the guard, who shook his head side to side. "Simple. You present your women, the lord's right hand chooses, You get paid, and you are taken to a room to wait until our lord is finished. Then you will all leave." The man's answer irked Jinsai, and he shot a small look to both of the women alongside him to make clear that he felt something was off. The guard's answer seemed... rehearsed. As if he was taught to say exactly that response. Tugging on their respective leashes, he'd follow the guard up to an ornate wooden door, trimmed with gold. As the door was opened, Jinsai and the two Akari would enter into a large foyer, with a large crystal chandelier overhanging a large red carpet, which lead up a huge staircase to a second floor.

"Remain here. I will fetch the right hand." The guard would then proceed through a smaller door on the first floor, leaving the three shinobi under the watchful gaze of a few other guards that were on opposite ends of the room. Of course, they weren't paying perfect attention - The three had a chance to pass some small messages back and forth if necessary.

[Willoria]

Masako nodded as the two explained to her how to behave. "I can handle whatever you need to do, Jin." she assured him before the guard returned with a second. When they came, Masako averted her eyes nervously and shifted to hide her body partially behind Jinsai. She fell quiet and fell in line with him even as Ume smiled at the two men before dutifully going where her 'Master' led. It was hard for either woman to stay in character briefly however as they were led into the building. The carpet, the chandelier, all of it was jaw-droppingly beautiful.

But before long they found themselves in a large room and waiting on this Lord. The idea of what was about to happen left both women feeling ill at ease. Ume was trying to stay in character, looking about and making eye contact with guards in turn as she tried to bury the bad feeling in the back of her mind. Yet Masako, inching up behind Jinsai as a part of her character began to whisper to him. "So they're gonna choose her and separate her from us entirely? I'm not okay with that, that wasn't what was briefed... it's too risky..." She touched at his upper arm furtively as if anxious, looking up at him as if pleading.

Ume raised an eyebrow and glanced at the two, simply nodding her agreement with Masako's words, what little she could hear of them anyway.

[TyDie]

Jinsai merely nodded in response to Masako's assurance, making no verbal responses at first. It wasn't until the situation dawned on Masako, that Ume would be heading in alone, that Jinsai felt the need to speak quietly. "Did you forget her surname, Masako? She's perfectly safe, even without weaponry or gear on her person, as are you. It's why you were both put into these positions." Jinsai's response was simple but effective, making clear to Masako that an Akari was born for situations such as these. He had the utmost faith in Ume's ability to figure out what was going on, and dispatch of the lord accordingly.

A few moments would go by before a door would open on the far side of the foyer, and the guard from before would motion for the three to approach the room. Jinsai nodded to the guard, pulling gently on Ume's leash to get her moving while yanking harshly on Masako's, clearly expecting her to buck him or fight in some way. As the entered the room, They'd find it was dimly lit, with lavish red and gold walls and satin furniture to match the colors. In the one corner of the room was a marble fireplace, above which hung the head of a marvelous 14 point buck. On the other side of the room was a door, and as the door was shut behind Jinsai and the Akari women, the other door would open.

Through this door, an older, wrinkly gentleman would enter, his gray beard stretching down to a pencil thin point near his chest. The top of his bald head flickered slightly in the light of the lit fireplace, and his brown eyes seemed to be searching the women top to bottom. Although, the way he looked at them wasn't lecherous, a sign that Jinsai found peculiar...

"I am Lee, Lord Ichiro's right hand. I have served his family for 40 years, and I know the master's... tastes well. I will be choosing which of these ladies will have the honor of being in the Lord's company tonight. Present them, sir."

Jinsai nodded and smirked, putting on his most devilish grin to play the part he had to play. "But of course. Only the best can do for a Lord of such high esteem, and I bring you two of my most recent additions tonight. First, the red head here." Jinsai would again tug harshly on Masako's leash, bringing her front and center to show off for the old man - or rather, to make a scene and get herself disqualified from all of this.

[Willoria]

Masako couldn't help glaring up at Jinsai as he spoke of Ume's name and her own and his faith in the two of them. She wanted to remind him that her job was specifically as bodyguard to Ume and why, she wanted to go off on him for it but before she could even consider it the guard returned and she had to go back to the ruse. She shyly hid behind his shoulder and looked past him at the men. As Jinsai moved forward and tugged on Ume's leash there was no resistance, but as he yanked on Masako's the woman yelped and snarled at him, glaring at him as she followed him. Of course, it was all part of the ruse still.

The room they were brought to was even more impressive than the last. It was as if someone had taken a room out of a beautiful painting and simply placed them within it. Even Masako couldn't help but to stare up at it, almost forgetting entirely what they were doing until Jinsai and the old gentleman began to speak.

Jinsai pulled on Masako's leash and her hand came up to grasp at her end of it with a grunt as she was pulled forward. She put her tongue to the back of her teeth and hissed at him vehemently in response and glared at Jinsai before glaring as well at this man named Lee. She tried to pull at her collar before looking away from the two of them and shook her head vehemently. Repeatedly she muttered swears under her breath while also pulling away from Jinsai slightly, both looking unwilling to cooperate but also without the desire to take another beating as if she had taken one already.

Ume simply waited patiently for her turn, hands clasped quietly in front of her.

[TyDie]

As Masako fought him, Jinsai's eyes narrowed with a forced anger as he scoffed at her. Of course, Lee took note of the woman's attitude, crossing his arms with initial disapproval. "You expect me to hand such a wild card over to my Lord? Surely she can be better controlled than this." Jinsai looked to the man with a scowl for a moment, then yanked *hard* on the woman's leash to pull her towards him. He'd grab Masako by the collar with his left hand and pull her close enough to whisper to her, and while Lee might think it was discipline, Jin's words would stay between he and Masako. "Good. Now be obedient." Jinsai emphasized the word, clearly hoping the obedience she showed him next would be forced and full of fear.

With a swift movement of his right hand, he'd reach back and bring the backside of his hand clear across the woman's face with a loud "CRACK", letting go of her collar and letting her drop wherever she fell. "Apologies, Lee-sama. She's still being broken in a bit I suppose... perhaps the Lord is into that though? " Lee shook his head and scowled in response, the only response Jinsai would receive regarding Masako as a potential candidate. "I do hope the blue one is more agreeable..."

[Willoria]

Masako shook her head and whimpered as he yanked her leash and pulled her to him. She even tried to pull away as he whispered to her though she understood what he was getting at. The force behind the strike of the back of his hand surprised her though, and also made her realize he must've been holding back the last time they fought. Of course, so had she. But her surprise she buried as she dropped to her knees in a pile of whimpers with a busted lip. She buried her face between her knees, her arms over her head as she stayed where she landed. If she had been doing more than just acting she might not have heard more of what was said, but she did hear and was glad to hear her ruse was working so far.

Ume now smiled lightly in spite of looking down at the ground before her. Her violet eyes slid to Jinsai, waiting for express permission before stepping forward and around Masako to be presented to the man. She would finally lift her gaze to where Lee might see her unique eyes better. She unfolded her hands and let them rest at her sides, relaxed, that he might have full view of her as she looked at him almost hesitantly, as if waiting for further instruction.

Yet she did not speak, and she would not speak unless spoken to or instructed.

[TyDie]

With an exasperated sigh Jinsai ran the very same hand that had just struck Masako through his black hair, slicking it back and shooting an eye to Ume. Of course, Masako had done exactly as instructed, and pretty much ensured that she was out of the running for Lord Ichiro. As Lee spoke of the other woman, Jinsai's demeanor returned, and as he looked to Ume and simply smiled and nodded. He assumed she could do the rest. Sure enough, as he let Ume take center stage, she was quick to step forward and display herself, as if she was a piece of meat ready to be judged by Lee's discerning eyes.

And lee was definitely more impressed with this one, his hand stroking his chin in thought as his eyes scanned her body, falling on her eyes with keen interest. "This one is rare. I've never seen eyes of that nature, even among the clans of Iwagakure. You should have lead with your best foot, this one is clearly superior." Jinsai shrugged, smirking smugly and taking a step towards Ume, letting a finger run from her neck down to her shoulder, and then down her bare side, almost tickling her. "Well you know... Sometimes it helps to compare and contrast your options. It really puts things into a clearer perspective... Isn't that right Ume? You can speak, tantalize the man's ears as you have his eyes."

[Willoria]

Ume didn't miss the way Lee's gaze fixed on her eyes, she had expected that and even hoped for it. Her Lavender eyes were unique even among her clan. As he spoke of her eyes and how he had never seen them among the clans of her village she wasn't entirely surprised. Few dared to get close to members of the Akari given their reputation. She doubted any who lived outside the village even knew what her eyes meant in her clan, that they held any significance. Her smile only grew as he spoke of her being the superior choice. Of course he would likely see this as her having won something over Masako, but really it was her knowing she had just gained a small victory towards the completion of her mission.

As Jinsai tickled her, she folded her lips in instead of biting her lips to keep from revealing the sharpened state of her teeth. He gave her permission to speak, and speak she would. First she inclined her head towards Jinsai slightly, an acknowledgement of his permission given. She turned her eyes back towards Lee. "I am the superior choice in many ways, Sir." she said quietly, a lilt to her voice. "I can raise a man to ecstasy with my gifts, or follow any order for their pleasure..."

[TyDie]

As Ume displayed her voice and body to the older man, Lee's eyes perked up with a keen interest. It became increasingly obvious that Lee was going to go for Ume - all according to plan of course - and thus Jinsai and Masako would likely be sent on their way or put into a spare room to await Ume's return. "Hmm... agreed. At least, you know how to play the part. However, Lord Ichiro has high standards. I do hope, for your sake, that you can meet them... Now then, follow me." Lee approached Ume and reached a hand towards her to grab at her wrist... only to have the hand slapped away by Jinsai. With a start, the older gentleman took a step back, while the guard in the corner of the room approached with his weapon drawn.

"What is the meaning of this!?"

"Uh uh, no can do. You don't lay a finger on the merchandise until I see payment."

The guard looked to Lee for an order, or at least a nod to go ahead and begin cutting off heads, but Lee raised his hand to keep him off. The guard, with a grunt of annoyance, went back to his corner, while the old man let out a sigh. "Yes of course, apologies. Such trivialities slip my mind on occasion." "Nothing 'trivial' about proper payment for goods and services. Cough it up." With a roll of his eyes, Lee reached into his kimono and produced a very large sack of yen. "50,000 Yen. As Promised."

Jinsai took the sack with a grin and a click of his tongue. "I'll be counting every coin, you know." Lee didn't even bother responding to Jinsai's quip, instead reaching out for Ume's wrist now to pull her - gently - towards another door. "She will return... later. In the meantime, the guard will escort you both to an alternate room to wait." As Ume was brought through one door, the guard in the corner would approach Masako and Jinsai, leading them in a different direction towards another door. Once escorted into the smaller, less furnished room, Jinsai would sit in a nearby chair and drop the sack of Yen by his side. The guard that escorted them was still present, as was another guard already present in the room.

And given how small the room was, dropping their guise was out of the question.

[Willoria]

Even as Jinsai slapped away Lee's hand, Ume shifted away from him slightly. It was the most she could manage without committing an outright disrespect of the man but also appearing to keep to respecting her 'Master' as well. But once the money had exchanged hands, she had to keep to the ruse and allow herself to be led away. She was honestly surprised at how gentle Lee was about it, she had expected some kind of roughness from the man. But instead his touch was fairly gentle as he took her hand and led her to another room. There was a beautiful and grand fireplace with a series of soft furs laid out on the ground before it. It was clear that whatever deeds she had been purchased for were meant to be performed there as she was led to the furs and gestured to them. Of course she made her way to them and made herself comfortable as she waited for the Lord of the place to arrive. Lee himself seemed to make himself scarce quickly and only a pair of guards remained to keep an eye on her. The room itself was ornate and beautiful. But in a corner was an oddity, a corner table was built into it. She found herself staring at it curiously as she noticed an ornate idol of what appeared to be a demon of some kind and a closed chest in front of it. In front of the table was a small backless chair. It seemed strange but she dismissed it quickly as it wasn't long before the Lord himself soon arrived.

Meanwhile as Masako and Jinsai were led off to another room, Masako kept up her own ruse of looking appropriately ashamed. Jinsai took up his position in a chair and Masako knelt in front of him. She wrapped her arms around one of his legs as if to hug his leg to herself and rested her head against his knee. "I'm so sorry, My Master..." she said quietly, sniffling as she stayed under the ruse for the moment. Still her eyes strayed to the door as she fought to keep her worries for Ume under control. They were much further from her ward than she was comfortable with.

[TyDie]

Jinsai sat, unamused, looking at the bag of coin and sighing heavily. He had to make it seem that his 'failure' of a slave, Masako, was a let down to him. The guards in the corner were watching them both diligently, but it didn't take a genius to realize who they were really looking at... or rather, what they were looking at. And of course, this gave Jinsai an idea. As Masako rested her head against his leg and sniffled, Jinsai jerked away and pushed her away with his foot - Not enough to hurt, to enough to make clear his disgust. "Sorry? I've put a lot of time and money into you bitch. Apologies don't mean shit." Jinsai would stand from the chair and pace away from the woman for a moment, and as he turned back he could see clearly that the guards were focused on Masako, not him.

Perfect.

"Hey, you two." As Jinsai spoke directly to the guards, their attention turned to him finally, confusion on their faces. Notably, both were men, and wearing little to no armor - Just trained swordsmen with Katanas at their hips. "How about a freebie? Do me a favor, break her in some more. Clearly she needs it, disobedient little shit..." He hoped like hell that Masako wouldn't take offense to this... He hoped she'd catch on, and know that he'd never throw her to the wolves like this without a purpose.

Sure enough, both guards looked to each other for a moment before nodding and grinning wolfishly, making their approach towards Masako. One would go for her arms to force her to her feet and hold her still, putting his back to Jinsai. The other would move in front of her and begin taking in her... assets. Neither made any direct moves for the moment, but anyone could tell what was on their mind. And then, just as the man in front began reaching for Masako's body, a sudden "CRUNCH" echoed through the room...

As Jinsai swiftly emerged behind the guard binding Masako's arms and broke his neck with a quick wrench of his hands.

[Willoria]

Masako went with the ruse and as he pushed her away she was sprawled out on the floor as if he'd kicked her away with force. She sniffled still and tears ran down her cheeks as she begged his forgiveness. Still he played the harsh slave master and spoke to the guards. The move did surprise Masako but it didn't take long for her to realize there was a plan at play here. The guards came towards her like hunters stalking easy prey and she whimpered and begged as if part of the ruse. She was roughly picked up, which she had to go with. If she hadn't had to keep up the ruse, she would have laughed outright at the weakness of the men. She practically had to help the one pick her up and restrain her for the hungry eyes and hands of the other.

She waited for her cue, and the moment she heard the snap of the neck of the guard at her back one of her legs came up and snapped forward into the chest of the other. Her hands slid out of the arms of the dead guard as she bore down on the now wounded on in front of her and her hands closed on his throat. Before he could cry out from his now cracked sternum, her hands crushed his throat and another wrench of her hands broke his neck as well before she turned to glare at Jinsai. "Oh you're a dirty bitch you know that, Jin?" she hissed at him, keeping her voice low now that the two guards in the room were dead.

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Lord Ichiro came into the room, and near immediately Ume came up to her knees on the furs as if to greet him but she couldn't help freezing in place at the sight of the man. He was almost an impressive figure of masculinity, when the briefing Ume had received was that of the typical rich Lord who would have more around his navel than his muscles. The man before her looked more like a warlord ready to call forth troops than a man of riches about to step to a table of feast like she had expected. She nearly forgot herself, but at the last moment inclined her head in greeting even as he came close. "My Lord-"

"You are a beauty, My dear." He said simply as he came tear to her and held out a hand for her to take. When she did, he helped her to her feet and led her over to the odd table in the corner that she had noticed. "The lighting is better here, let me look at you." he told her, bringing her to sit in the backless chair before the table where he stood in front of her. Two fingers he put under her chin to lift her gaze to him so he could look better into her purple eyes and he smiled almost gently. But his smile never reached his eyes. "Perfect."

Ume stood with a smile from the chair and brought her hands up to touch his chin and guide his gaze down that she might kiss him. She expected to hold his attention and distract him with thoughts of a night of pleasure as she brought her two rings together under his chin, the rings known as A Lady's Threat, and yet she didn't see his hand behind her open the box on the table and withdraw silently an ornate dagger.

Whispers danced across the rooms like shadows of flame across the wall.

[TyDie]

Jinsai laid the body down quietly as Masako handled the other guard, and as she stood and cursed at him he was frowning already. Admittedly, he felt horrible about how he had to treat her on this mission - Even in his leisure time, he wasn't usually this forceful or cruel. "Look, I'm sorry. This isn't how I want to do things, but it's how it has to be done." With a few pats to straighten up his clothing, he rolled his shoulders and neck to relax a little and let out a sigh as he searched the room. "We don't have long. Let's double back through the room and make our way to Ume. It shouldn't take her long to take care of the fat Lord Ichiro, and we can get out of here before anyone else has to die."

As he spoke, chakra gathered around his body, funneling towards his hand as liquid steel began to seep out of his palm. This steel would quickly take shape, extending out into a perfect replica of his typical weapon of choice - the Sansetsuken. "As I recall, there was only one guard in the next room. I'll handle him, make your way to the door." Jinsai's orders were given, and he'd wait for Masako to be ready before moving towards the door. As he recalled, the man was in the corner on the opposite side of the room, which was about 30 feet long from end to end. As he focused chakra into his staff, one of the tips would quickly reshape itself into a sharpened point for stabbing. Then, still funneling more chakra into his staff, he'd open the door and make eye contact with the man, extending the staff towards him.

Before the man could even shout, Jinsai's staff would grow in size with incredible speed, extending out towards the man until it's sharpened tip pierced his throat. The only sound he let out was a gurgle as blood oozed from his mouth and throat, before Jinsai's staff retracted to him, it's tip stained red with blood. "I'll hold the door, go check on our ward."

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Kouton • Replacement
D-Ranked Ninjutsu
Jinsai will channel chakra throughout his body, funneling the chakra into his hand. This chakra will seep out of his palm and form rigid metal that shapes itself into a replica of his traditional Sansetsukon. The weapon is formed with [control] speed and can withstand [control] strength without breaking.

Kouton • Spear Form
D-Ranked Ninjutsu
Jinsai will channel chakra throughout his body, funneling the chakra into his Sansetsukon. In doing so, he will cause both ends of his weapon to sharpen to pointy tips, enabling him to use the weapon for stabbing. The metallic extension retains the strength of the weapon, but the weapon reverts to normal after 3 posts, or when Jinsai wills the weapon to return to normal.

Kouton • Extending Staff
C-Ranked Ninjutsu
Jinsai will channel chakra within his body and funnel it into his Sansetsukon. In doing so, the weapon will begin to glow gray with Kouton chakra, granting him the ability to will either end of the weapon to extend in reach by up to 25 meters in any one direction. This extension does not make the weapon weigh any extra, though of course swinging it can be cumbersome regardless of weight. He can will the weapon to extend or retract at a speed equal to his [Control], and the extra metal retains the strength of Jinsai's staff. This jutsu lasts for 4 posts, or until Jinsai wills the jutsu to end.

[Willoria]

"Had to be done or not, you owe me." Masako replied, glaring at Jinsai for a moment before she was once more following his lead. Truth be told, she wanted to take out a bit of revenge on him then and there but considering the pair had already fought in the past she knew that was pointless. It would accomplish nothing and for him it would hardly feel like balancing the scales. "Maybe you should serve me for once." she muttered as they went, unsure if he'd actually hear her. She was glad that at least he could form weapons in this place, smuggling them in had been a challenge for herself and Ume. For Masako less so, her weapons were her own fists for the most part. But much of Ume's ability to fight relied on weapons as well and the best thing she could smuggle in were her rings. She hoped the girl's simple plan would work on her target. If not, things could go wrong so very fast.

By time the pair would get to their Ward, things had already gone so very wrong.

Ume had been kissing him, her hands under his chin as she went to link the rings and complete her assassination. The man's own guards were turning away from the room already. It seemed perfect. But the simple sound of steel through flesh rang through the room and Ume found herself without breath. "You just might be the most beautiful one I've sacrificed to him yet." She felt his breath against her lips as he spoke the strange words that made no sense to her. Ume swallowed thickly, pulling her lips from his and looking at him in confusion. His face was contorted in a cruel smile as she looked at him and slowly it registered with her that his hands seemed to be more down at her waist. Just as she shifted her gaze to look, her body lit up with pain as his hands moved up.

A whimper burst from her lips as her hands flashed to his wrist to try and keep him from doing it again and she realized what had happened. He held a knife deep in her flesh, her lower abdomen. He tried to drag it upward, and she tried to keep him from doing so in spite of the pain that now echoed through her body. She was vaguely aware of blood dripping onto his hands from her lips and whimpers coming from her own lips. "No... this wasn't..." Her mind was running rampant even if her lips couldn't get the words out. 'The disappearing women... he's killing them... like this? Shit...'

And so was the scene Masako stepped into. The Lord Ichiro that was supposed to be some obese mess wasn't, but what really registered with her was her Ward and close friend that he was trying to gut. The woman rushed towards the pair without a thought, just as she heard the footsteps of the guards returning. But Ichiro was not caught unaware and he yanked the blade from Ume's flesh, spinning with it and catching Masako across the abdomen before she could even bring up her shiin to protect herself. Fear and Panic had brought the situation to hell already.

Just as Jinsai entered the room Ume would be falling into a pull of her own blood, shaking hands and whimpering as she tried desperately to stop the inevitable with a glow of gentle green at her fingertips. Masako was grabbed by the neck and tossed bodily across the room as Ichiro laughed in victory.

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*[Iijutsu • Mystical Palm]
A-Ranked Ninjutsu
Prerequisite: 20 Iijutsu
One of the almighty and most highly coveted abilities of medical-nin, the *[Iijutsu • Mystical Palm] technique allows its users to heal wounds quickly and efficiently. After focusing chakra into his/her hands, the user will place them over the wound in question and begin to channel chakra through it. As the chakra interacts with the cells and tissues in the area, the wound will begin to regenerate and heal over until there's no remnant of it ever being there. Of course, this is not done in the blink of an eye. To heal small-to-moderate wounds, it takes very little time, while large wounds take one (1) post of concentration to mend, and mortal wounds take a total of two (2) posts to fully mend. This technique lasts for four (4) posts, but due to its chakra-extensive nature, users are not advised to treat multiple large wounds in a single use.

[TyDie]

Jinsai retracted his staff and moved towards the door after Masako went through already, but he heard the commotion inside and simply assumed Ume had done the deed. As he crossed the threshold however, his eyes beheld the worst case scenario... Was that the lord? He was supposed to be fat and unathletic, had the information been wrong? How on earth was this possible? Even if he was fit, for him to overpower both Ume and Masako was practically impossible, and yet... Ume fell, clutching her abdomen, and Masako got thrown across the room. The sight caused Jinsai's eyes to turn purple, as his Doujutsu revealed itself and horror crept over him.

His comrades were dying right in front of him. What the hell was going on?

"NO!" The man shouted out as he moved with supernatural swiftness towards Ichiro, staff spinning with incredible speed as he prepared to break the bastard's neck with a mighty swing of his staff. He wanted the bastard to block the strike though, he wanted him to be taken off guard by the Demon's Fangs... For if he blocked, the surrounding air would be violently pushed back from the two of them, only to rush forward a second later to throw the man off balance. If he didn't block, the first strike might be enough, but if he did?

The second strike would aim to break right through his skull. His rage, a blazing inferno, roared forth as he cried out with fury. All manner of decorum or concealment was gone - Along with his sanity.

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Bojutsu • Demon's Fangs
A-Ranked Taijutsu Maneuver
Prerequisite: Bojutsu • Twirl
Jinsai will twirl his weapon using this technique's prerequisite stance, building intense momentum before deliving a single strike against his opponent, aiming for the torso of his enemy. While this strike carries intense power behind it, the true strength is in the results of a block. Should the opponent intercept or block this maneuver, the force of this strike will push all of the air out of the area around Jinsai and his enemy. This air comes rushing back a moment later, creating a vacuum-like pull with strength equal to 3/4ths of Jinsai's strength. Those unable to resist this vacuum's strength will find themselves pulled forward, leaving them off balance and exposed to the second strike Jinsai delivers aimed for the opponent's skull or torso.

[Willoria]

Ume coughed, the gathering of green chakra around her fingers periodically faltering as she fought to try and keep the jutsu up. Her hands still shook as she tried to keep the jutsu active and fought for consciousness. She turned her head, seeing Masako flung across the room and Jinsai entering. "Jin... I... I fucked up..." she managed to get out before coughing up more blood even as she noticed the shift in his eyes. She kept pushing herself, trying to force herself to focus on her Iijutsu in the moment even as her mind started to wander.

Masako skidded across the floor but she came back up on all fours, staggering for a moment as blood dripped from the gash across her own abdomen. It wasn't nearly as deep as Ume's and in the moment she pushed herself past the pain. She ignored the crimson running down the front of her clothes and her skin as she manifested hr shiin and turned to see two of the guards returning and moved to try and intercept them.

Ichiro himself laughed at Jinsai's yell. He moved with the ceremonial dagger to block Jinsai's attack. But for all his work and his sacrifices, his new strength mattered little. He still wasn't a shinobi. Even as he felt he had the strength of the Demon at his back he faced something different and his skull impacted audibly against Jinsai's second strike and the man was brought down.

Some other laughter echoed through the room.

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~Basic Formation: Phasmashiin
D-Ranked Ninjutsu
Channeling chakra to their shiin, they cause it to inflate, fully forming into its full glory. The phasmashiin takes the shape of a scaled and skeletal weapon over one of the Akari's limbs. The phasmashiin have a strength equal to user's strength.

~Basic Formation: Lacrishiin
D-Ranked Ninjutsu
Channeling chakra to their shiin, they cause it to inflate, fully forming into its full glory. Taking the form of an almost opaque armor with an appearance of glass, the lacrishiin almost completely covers the user's body. As a pseudoarmor, the lacrishiin has strength equal to the user's strength +3, while causing the user to move with -3 speed.

[TyDie]

Jinsai's roar surely alerted the manor's guards, and before long they'd be set upon by a plethora of enemies, too numerous for just Masako to handle. At least the Lord was dead, but at this rate, so were they. Once Jinsai was sure that the blow against Ichiro's skull brought him down, his attention immediately turned back to Ume. "Ume, no! You're going to be fine, just hang in there!" Jinsai's eyes watched the woman's green glowing hands, taking in the jutsu in question before he too began trying to mend the woman's wounds with the Mystical Palm technique - Copied with the power of his Shogo Zumi. His hands too were coated in green chakra as he pressed them against her side, but alas, he knew little of true medical practices. Anything he did would be patchwork at best, even if he knew how to do the jutsu.

It wouldn't be long before Ume was out cold he surmised, and Masako couldn't hold back the guards forever. They were well and truly trapped.

But that laugh... that wasn't Ichiro, he was dead. The flames flickered from the fireplace, casting shadows along the wall as the laughter taunted him, seeming to call attention to the position they were in. "Show yourself!" Jinsai called out in rage, looking for the source of the laughter, his eyes scanning the room wildly... Until a particular shadow in the corner of the room shifted, over by the table Ume and Ichiro had just been standing in front of. From that corner, he say two glowing eyes peering out from the darkness. Then it was four eyes.
"Well well... it seems we both find ourselves in unfavorable situations, eh Jin?"
The eyes took a step forward, revealing the entity to be a transparent, shadowy figure, with four long arms and a whip-like tail, ending in a vicious barbed tip. The creature's skull had numerous large horns extending off of it, and it's face was featureless - No nose, no mouth, just eyes staring at Jinsai like fiery embers. It's charcoal black skin seemed scaly and hard, likely a kind of natural armor. "What are you? Are you why all this happened!?"

"Hmm... Not exactly. It was I who granted that fat slob his unnatural strength and physique, but I did not draw the dagger along the throats of all those women... Nor did I stab your comrade. I merely hung power in front of the man's face... he couldn't wait to get bloody, hmhmhm."
A throaty chuckle filled the room as Jinsai grit his teeth in anger. He was about to rush the best, dispatch him and be done with it, when the demon held up a hand to pause him... then another to point towards Masako, and her situation, which was growing ever worse with each passing second.

[Willoria]

All Ume could taste was copper and blood, she felt like she could barely breathe. Her vision swam as her shaking hands couldn't maintain the jutsu anymore and she could barely even hear Jinsai anymore. "Kota... I need... I need Kotaru..." She was hardly aware of what was going on around her anymore, she didn't even notice the green glow around Jinsai's hands as he tried to heal her. "Please... just don't ignore me again..." she whispered as delirium began to take over. As she slowly began to slip into unconsciousness, her mind was wandering over moments of her past, and of someone she couldn't stop thinking about before they even came out on the mission. "I just need to tell him..." Eventually she slipped away into darkness, alone with her regrets until she'd wake again at a later moment.

Masako meanwhile had killed one guard and was holding off another with her two Phasmashiin, but she could hear more coming. "Jinsai! We're about to be surrounded!" she called before suddenly throwing her head forward and slamming her forehead into the guard she had been holding off and quickly decapitating him. But when she turned around she wasn't sure what she was looking at. "What the fuck is that?!" She was so taken off guard that two more guards came in from the stairs behind her just as three more came in through the doors behind Jinsai. The woman turned barely in time to blow a blow from one of the men, and she wasn't sure the situation could get any worse.

[TyDie]

Jinsai heard his comrade call out, stating more guards were on the way, and turned to look as she took care of the guards who were currently fighting her. She had a hang on things for the time being, but that wouldn't last forever... Any second, one wrong move could bring an end to both of them. The door across from Jinsai opened, and without thinking the man flew into a series of strikes against the three assailants. As he spun his staff, deflecting and dealing blows as best he could, the demonic entity continued to speak.

"I'll give it to you straight; I detest you wretched humans. Unfortunately, your kind is a necessity for my purposes however, and so like the fat lord, I will propose to you a... deal, of sorts. A contract, if you will."
Jinsai managed to take out one of the guards, while another's blade ran across his chest, causing blood to spill down the front of his shirt as the man recoiled in pain. He'd deflect another blow and push one guard into the other, buying him a moment to think and respond. "Save your breath, I'm not interested in becoming some kind of slave!" Another slash against Jinsai's arm brought him back to the fight, blood running down his forearm as he lashed out against the assailant and cracked his skull.

"Oh? You would let your comrades die so easily? Perhaps you aren't what I'd hoped you were... Well, enjoy your death I suppose..."
Jinsai grit his teeth as he held back the last guard, then with a roar he threw the man towards the floor at the demon's feet, following the fall and delivering a crushing blow to his enemy's chest. Blood oozed out of the man's mouth as cracked ribs punctured his lungs, rendering him dead within moments. "...What deal?" The entity simply chuckled, and if it had a mouth, it'd probably be grinning fiendishly as Jinsai relented.

"Simple. I give you the power to escape this situation, with all of your lives in tact. In return, well... Let's just say I'll be tagging around for a bit. I believe you shinobi refer to this as a... summoning contract? Simply cut your hand, and shake with mine... That's all it takes to save your allies."
The entity held out one of it's skeletal looking hands towards Jinsai, while Jinsai turned to see Ume passed out after calling for Kotaru and Masako about to be overrun by opponents. He... he didn't have a choice. Without a word, Jinsai reached into his ninja pouch and produced a kunai, then dragged the sharpened blade across his hand, causing blood to ooze from his palm as he winced in pain. Every muscle in his body was trying to seize up, to not extend a hand towards this vile creature...

But in the end, his hand gripped the shadowy demon's hand, and thus the bargain was struck.

"Hmhmhm... Good. My power is yours now... Use it as you see fit."
With those last words and a gravely chuckle, the entity slowly vanished into a wisp of darkness... and Jinsai began to change.

[Willoria]

Masako wasn't sure what was happening between Jinsai and whatever she was seeing in the corner. She could see Ume was on the floor with her blood spread on the floor. She was trying desperately to fight off a pair of guards while Jinsai took on three others. One man went down easily, a second managed a slash across her shoulder before she managed to break his neck. But then three more came through the door. She kicked one hard enough to knock him through the door and shatter it and suddenly a chain was wrapped around her neck, yanking her backwards and onto her back with a yelp. She felt a searing pain as a blade was shoved through her thigh.

Looking up she saw the faces of guards as they began to surround her, and looking to her left she could see Jinsai in the darkness. She was losing air and could hardly breathe. Just as darkness overtook her vision she felt a searing heat and could swear black fire surrounded her.