[PB] A collector comes

[Zao]

The desert sands hadn't truly given way to the more temperate landscape as it was more of a mixture of the two as one drew further east towards Star or Oasis countries, but it was in this mixed up place that the Sand village had placed one of their outpost that served to help direct travelers and other shinobi, along with helping to serve as a type of advanced warning system for things happening near the border. Today was simply another day as a squad of eight shinobi manned the out post, alternating between greeting visitors, security patrols of the nearby area, and their rest cycle. The group was made up of a jounin commander who served as the outpost leader and five jounin and four special jounin who did most of the actual work on the outpost, one should also include the small handful of civilians that also lived and worked at the outpost doing mundane things such as cleaning, repairs, and cooking for the shinobi.

Deep in the sands to north of the Suna shinobi who were going about their own daily routines in teams of three, three on guard, three on patrol, and three resting, only a tiny black hood protruded from the wind blown sand as the rest of the 'Reaper' puppet body was concealed beneath the sand. Not only that the puppet body shinobi was also around three miles away from the outpost and utilized his 'Sniper Eye' to increase his vision similar to that of a scope or telescope that allowed for him to adjust to see the outpost and gain some reconnaissance on how it operated. Not needing to eat or sleep...or even breath for that matter, the former shinobi was familiar with the locations of these outposts and had selected one that was closest to his own current base of operations in case the need occurred in which he had to quickly flee. For the past week the man had been quietly observing the happenings within the outpost and judging the routine and shift changes for the shinobi. Every three days it appeared that a new squad would come relieve these ten shinobi on post allowing for them to venture back to the village for rest and recovery time.

Hyoryu was able to bide his time, with no need to act to carelessly on such a mission, dealing with that man and his village could bring in a great deal of money for him and the organization and it would be in his best interest not to fuck this up. While he was no push over all three of the elders were on a level much higher than his own person level and he didn't want to get on their bad side, especially owing two of the three elders favors. To reach his own goals he would needs to pay of those debts and raise his own personal strength to at least their levels. Barely exposed from the ground the man watched with the golden color eye that had opened from the forehead of the black armored head of the large puppet body, learning the patterns as the time to strike was growing near. The shinobi had just swapped out this morning and the next group wouldn't be here to three days which would allow for him to strike and if successful go unnoticed for two or three days which would allow for him enough time to retrograde after collecting what he'd come to here retrieve.

Currently it was still early in the morning and the sun had just risen above the eastern sands, it was almost time to begin but he was waiting...waiting on one person who might be able to cause him the most problems in this scenario. That being the jounin commander whom was ultimately in charge of the outpost and the shinobi who stood watch within its perimeters. If he wasn't able to dispose of that shinobi first then it would make things much more complex, more so than this needed to be for the man. For someone on or near his own skill level as a shinobi it was best to take the element of surprise in dealing with them but first things first...that person needed to show themselves this morning...what were they doing anyways, sleeping in on the job? 'Range, a bit over 4600 meters. Wind coming from the west at 10 kmph..' In his head the former man was already calculating just how hard of a shot it would be from this range...

Stats: 280/325

• Ninjutsu: 20
• Taijutsu/Deftness: 45 *
• Genjutsu: 15
• Stamina/Durability: 35
• Control: 45 *
• Strength/Strength: 45 *
• Speed/Mobility: 30 *
• Instinct: 45

This takes place after his rank up mod to S-rank, poisons mod, and puppet update mods for those who are wondering.

Sniper EyeShow

Description: Contained within the center of the puppet body's forehead is a red eye known as the 'Sniper Eye' and when activated by the user channeling chakra into it and shutting both eyes and focusing solely on this eye it will open revealing the crimson eyes. This allows for the puppet eye to extend the vision of the user out to a maximum of [(Instinct+Deftness)/2]/5 miles, but causes for their vision to become tunneled.

(35+25)/2 = 30/5 = 6 mile max

[Niro]

Almost a week had passed after the clandestine meeting between Tatsuo, and Iwaa Bannin, and Hyoryu, an S rank Missing Ninja from Suna. Finally a coded message had been discreetly left for him at the nondescript Inn in Star Country he had been using as a small base to operate out of while performing this introductory work with the mechanical rogue. The message itself, once decoded, contain some uniquely important information. The first bit of info was the location of an outpost close to the triple border shared between Wind, Star, and Oasis countries. A prime location to keep an eye on those who tried to enter the country from the East.

The second chunk of information was just as good. It was a meeting place, a couple miles north of the Outpost, and their staging area to begin sweeping house. If all went well, he'd be returning with more than enough headbands. Once he committed the information and locations to his memory, he took a flame to it lest someone else set their hands on it. It burnt quickly as it took its secrets to the grave. In preparation for their hit and run, Tatsuo once again dyed his hair brown and used color contacts to hide his Akari features from standing out and drawing attention. He knew after this he never again visit the room so he thoroughly went over it to make sure he didn't leave anything that linked him to the area. Once he was satisfied, Tatsuo checked out and made way to the rendezvous spot.

Upon arriving to the spot, he was met not with the form of a gray haired child. No, instead was a seven-foot-tall black platedchumanoid. Whatever, he'd been surprised with worse before. There was little talking as Tatsuo settled in and Hyoryu began to go to work with his third eye; a sand color cloak covered Tatsuo as he laid belly down while his companion scouted ahead.

"You know, as cool as sniping them is, what about transformation? Tourists who got lost and need help?" He posed the question, the scratchy sand proving to be a more annoying foe than anything else he dealt with in his entire career. It was at this moment he knew he wished for this entire country to turn to glass.

[Zao]

"Heh." A faint laugh slipped through the armored looking mouth of the dark skinned puppet body, while the idea of sniping them was an interesting though he had also realized that doing such would undoubtedly allow for a few to slip away or hid and use the emergency signaling features within the outpost to alert the village sooner than he wanted for them to. "Aye, we aren't just killing targets today but acquiring things, as well." There was a tinge of excitement that was mostly concealed within the somewhat normal voice that was projected from the puppet body's mouth towards his companion in this risky venture. With the amount of shinobi here and the level of each it would be a truly tough fight for Hyoryu alone, but this time he had the Iwa-nin in two who was laid down in the sand with him at the moment. Though he wasn't sure how strong the man was their was no doubt in the former Suna-nin's mind that this man had some formidable level of strength to be attempting to undertake such a secretive mission.

"I thought that I'd wear this to help me move about." With in a decent sized satchel the man pulled out something that seemed almost blurry and with a motion of his hand the cloak which had been removed from his 'Ghost' puppet was slung over him as the strange fibers that made up the cloak began to work their magic. In a matter of only moments the cloak rendered him completely invisible to the naked eye and the gusting winds today would help to mask the faint sound of his approach. What they really needed though was for a caravan to come through but over the past couple days their hadn't been any such luck and it looked like they'd need to just move along with the current plan. The Reaper puppet body that he was using had all of its weapons deployed except for its shoulder turrets, concealed beneath the regular cloak it wore and now with the addition of the 'Ghost cloak' he was invisible to the naked eye. This would allow for him to approach with utmost stealth, thought he'd need to follow the lead of Tetsu who had suggested the transformation technique. "Perhaps you'd like to do the honors?"

Though the puppet body missing-nin didn't specifically tell the man what to do, he knew that a figure with the intelligence of the man he'd been working back and forth with the the short while they'd been doing business would understand the question. With one acting as a lost traveler, something that happened often in the shifting sands of Wind country without a proper guide or experience in the climate, hopefully the pair could close the distance. With the ultimate goal of actually being able to enter the outpost's gates. Once inside the two men could quickly initiate an ambush like attack on the jounin of the outpost who were out and visible in order to quickly deal with the most imminent threat to each of them. While the young special jounin were able to be threats, they weren't jounin after all and thus weren't on the same priority level as the other shinobi. But what interested him the most at this point in time was being able to actually see what skill level the Iwa-nin was at for he never had been able to gather too much information on just what the exact identity of the shinobi was...it was still a mystery but perhaps this could help shed some light on things.

But in the end the man's identity really didn't matter that much to either Hyoryu or the Syndicate, the only thing that truly mattered was that the man was able to afford their services as he had been able to do thus far. For high rolling customers such as this the organization always wanted to attempt and build a solid relationship with them in order to keep their business for anything they needed later on down the road. All that was left was any final words or planning on Tetsuo's end and then the two could set things into motion that would rock Suna and quickly spread to the neighboring village's most likely they wouldn't have another opportunity after this one to do something similar if they had wanted to. Things needed to be dealt with here as quickly as possible and the evidence of them being there removed and then the pair could escape back towards the neighboring countries with the prizes the one man was seeking in tow, if all went well.

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Following Mechanism borrowed from 'Ghost' puppet.

Ghost's Cloak (4 Mechanism)Show

Description: A hooded black cloak that covers the small puppet's body from head to toe. It is normally stored in a [Puppet Storage] seal on the puppet's stomach when not in use. The special ability of the cloak is that its unique material fibers naturally shift in color and appearance in order to blend in with the surroundings of the wearer. Allowing for the user to become invisible to the naked eye as long as the user's moves at a [Speed/Mobility] that doesn't exceed 3/4 of their [Deftness] .

[Niro]

"Sure." Tatsuo flew through an objectively short set of hand seals before becoming someone else. His hair changed to platinum blonde, his eyes became sky blue, and his figure now accurately represented a wounded female civilian. He coughed and lightly tapped his throat.

"Good enough?" A girlish tone obviously faked asked the Missing Ninja. "Don't need to talk to them, just get in. I'll fake dehydration then fake pass out. Once they take me in, I suspect you'll be close behind. Oh, try not to use Sensory jutsu, it'll only backfire."

Tatsuo flew through another set of seals to place his trap. It was a minor Genjutsu that would be useful just in case there were any sensors lying in wait. It'd lead them to doubting their comrades which would hopefully be useful at cutting off previously build synergy between the outpost shinobi. These minute amounts of hesitation could prove fatal in a high-level fight. "Follow my tracks, they might pick up on a second trail if we're not careful."

Tatsuo got up and held his hands to his sides as he began to limp towards the Outpost. It would be an annoyingly long trek to the Outpost at civilian speeds but they couldn't risk showing off their true abilities with no cover. Stupid desert.

Finally Tatsuo limped his way into range of the outposts lookouts. He fake collapsed two-thirds of the final mile to the Outpost just as planned. It didn't take long before three of the special jounin were dispatched to investigate. Tatsuo slowed his breathing as best he could, keeping his eyes shut and being overall non-responsive.

"Where the hell did this girl come from? We haven't had a caravan passed through here in days." The first special jounin mused as he flipped Tatsuo onto his back to get a better look. "Probably ran away from home."

"Even more reason we should help." The second special jounin chimed in. "What if someone is looking for her or she was separated from her group?" The third, silent special jounin wordlessly picked him up and slung the "unconscious" civilian over his shoulder.

"Guess that answers that." The first special jounin grumbled as the other to begin to march back to the Outpost with their Sleeping Beauty in toe and unaware of the machine man lurking in the sand behind them.

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transformation jutsu

[Genjutsu • Doubt]
C-Ranked Status Genjutsu
Prerequisite: [Sensor Initiation] Concentration
The user will do a series of hand seals, then imbue their chakra with this genjutsu for 2 posts. Anyone who senses the users chakra in 2 posts will be caught in this genjutsu. For the next three posts, the victims of this technique will feel tinges of doubt when listening to other people talk. While the doubt isn't strong, it creates a slight feeling that can be used to dissuade them from following instructions of other people if utilized properly.

[Zao]

The man didn't respond to the answer of his invitation, instead simply being quiet as the figure went into a rather standard set of hand seals that any shinobi worth a damn could tell was the basic transformation technique. Though it was a simple technique, used with the proper set up and skills it could fool even some of the most astute shinobi if they were caught off guard. Behind his veil of invisibility, the man smirked lightly as the girly voice finally came over not, shaking his head slightly as he spoke in response gesting slightly towards the Iwa-nin. "Sounds like a natural voice, use that one alot?" Even at a time like this when they were about to put themselves into the middle of a what could turn out to be a shit show for them the man couldn't help but make a smart ass comment in hopes of getting a slight rise out of the young man.

"Oh? I'll keep that in mind." The man answered with a flat tone to his voice at the suggestion of his comrade, unspokenly telling him that he was using some sort of technique to counter sensory techniques, luckily it was never a skill that the puppet body shinobi had ever invested any time in to learn. He choose instead to rely upon the additional senses that could be created with each puppet body to aid him in keeping things locked down on the battlefield. "Aye, I'll be following you footstep for footstep and the shifting sand will help to cover our infiltration, as well. Guess all that is left is for us to see how this goes." Still concealed from the vision of normal eyes the man spoke out with his somewhat mechanical sounding voice that seemed to alternate a little each time he spoke as though Ryu couldn't decide just what he wanted for his voice to sound like at the moment. And then the pair were off to the races.

It was indeed a very slow, almost painful trek for the two men, the first transformed into a young woman who appeared dehyrated and on the verge of collapse as she limped towards the distant Suna outpost. The other moved unseen a good number of meters behind her with his feet only striking where the other shinobi had stepped creating the illusion that he wasn't there at all. Making use of the natural windy weather that helped to mask any sound he might have been making, the only thing that moving this slowly was helping with was to allow for Ryu to remain completely silent on the journey. Sure enough though the outpost scouts were able to see the anomaly in the desert before forming into a fire team and advancing to investigate, a typical standard operating proceedure to ensure that no one left or operated outside the post alone. From his concealment the man quietly observed the three young men, watching their movements to judge their level of skill in Taijutsu along with the weapons and equipment each was carrying on them at the moment.

It was something that the man did, he'd become a rather proficient information gatherer during his time in the Syndicate, to the point that he'd even built a puppet body just for those kinds of missions, his wait wasn't long before one of the three men scooped up the 'unconcious' damsel and they began to retreat back to the safety of the outpost walls. If the man still had his normal body one would have found him grinning ear to ear at the performance of his ally at this time, almost wanting to clap his metallic hands together to once more be belligerent. Yet, he managed to hold himself back from any misconduct for now as he waited for the group to move away and begin their march back before he continued to move, as well. 'Not bad...lets see how long our cherade works for...' Following about twenty to thirty meters behind the now group of four the man had took the oppertunity to prepare himself and his different weapon systems for the possible close range battle that could ensure if they were compromised to early on...

[Niro]

Tatsuo played the part of a partially dead civilian quite well. He could tell the special jounin who picked him up wasn't the brightest solely based on the fact that the Transformation jutsu did not alter the weight of the caster. No female would weigh like he did. Knowing he could be found out at a moment's notice, he didn't do anything besides play dead. He could hear the special jounin talking with other shinobi but he had to restrain himself smiling when he heard that order for him to be taken to the medic on base.

He really hope that Hyoryu had taken their clamor over him as an opportunity to sneak in without worry. Tatsuo was confident he could win against the shinobi stationed to the outpost but he'd really rather not draw Suna's attention so soon.

Taysuo felt the body he was resting on begin to move again, this time to the inner section of the outpost. He was unceremoniously dumped on one of the beds as "her" story was related to the medic in the infirmary. Once sufficiently informed, the medic shoo'd away the special jounin and closed the door so she could get to work.

He really really hope that Hyoryu had taken the opportunity to sneak off to their communications equipment. Once that was taken care of, the two shinobi could freely reveal themselves and get down to business but until then they'd be playing it safe and slow. He waited until he heard the medic begin to rifle around in the supply closet before silently getting up and drawing a kunai from his person. He noiselessly crept up behind the girl before wrapping a hand around her mouth from behind and slitting her throat. She thrashed in his grip as blood shot outwards into the deep supply closet. It pooled at her feet and he waited until she was still to push her body into the closet and take her image with another cast of the Transformation jutsu. He quickly searched the dead bodys pockets and found a hospital ID before closing and locking the cabinet.

Tatsuo was now one Shiro, Miki A petite, light brown haired girl who hailed from Suna and works for the hospital. Now... where was his partner?

[Zao]

Hyoryu held no worries for the man disguised as a woman from the transformation technique and only shook his head with a smile on his metallic head now as the Iwa-nin was carried away to the small aid station located at the outpost. With a couple of the special jounin occupied with transporting the young woman to get help the more senior member of the trio took a hard right as the other two went left. This was just the moment that the missing-nin had been looking for as he silently followed at a distance of ten to fifteen meters behind this particular shinobi, knowing that this person needed to give a report of the situation to the jounin in charge. This would not only help find the command post (CP) of the outpost but just as importantly the method for communication that the post was using to stay connected and relay information and status reports back to their home village. After a few minutes of walking the man had entered into a two story building that was near the center of the encampment and right after entering he took a left down a short hallway passing a few doors on the right and then headed up a set of stairs to the second deck.

The young special jounin took a left at the top of the stairs and then made an immediate left as he stopped in front of a door before knocking, the sound of an older man said enter and the young man quickly made sure that his attire was squared away before opening the door and walking in. Inside the room was a pair of jounin, one setting behind a desk stacked with a few piles of various paperwork and the other setting on a small couch to the left side. The two jounin had been chatting about nothing of great importance when the scout had knocked at their door. After the shinobi entered he explained the current situation with the young woman and the two man nodded and then exchanged glances with one another before the muscular jounin with long raven hair got up and left the room. As the other man was leaving the room the scout was informed to relay this information to the message on the roof so that a report could be made to the village as they were about to send out their daily report for the day. As the mechanical man listened from a distance he watched the muscular jounin head towards the stairs, evidently he was going to check on the young girl who the recon team had brought back.

As jounin with more experience in the world, each felt that this was something worth personally checking on, call it just intuition or a gut feeling, after he left the room the man looked down the empty hallway as he paused just before heading down stairs. Shaking his head as if it was nothing the jounin proceeded toward the clinic where Ryu's companion had just dealt with the pitiful chuunin who never knew what happened before she was dead. The older jounin was soon left alone in the room as the special jounin had closed the door behind him as the man got back to work knocking out the paperwork that others had been procrastinating for a few weeks from the look of it. Quickly the younger man moved down the hallway and once more took a right that led up another set of stairs before the man walked out the building to the almost blinding rays of the sun which caused for him to shield his eyes a bit as he caught sight of a few large cages with powerful messenger hawks that were build for speed and long distance travel. These were the same kind that were used to communicate with the village's other allies in different nations, there were truly an incredible breed of bird for sure.

"Oi, hold up!" A youthful voice called out as a special jounin with a leather glove that went up to nearly his elbow was reaching into one of the cages. Shocked a bit the shinobi lifted his head quickly and bumped his head on another cage as he cried out to the fellow Suna-nin now. "Dammit, what are you sneaking up on me like that for? Did you really need to yell?" Shaking his head a bit and rubbing it with the other hand the ninja replied back. After a few minutes of chit-chat back and for the pair had removed and annotated the notification and were about to open the cage and retrieve the messange hawk once more before their was a strange sound. Without even knowning that they were under attack a pair of wires attacked them, wrapping around each of their neck was a single wire from the index and middle fingers of the puppet's Razor Wire fingers. With what seemed like a gentle pull the two heads of the special jounin were relieved from their bodies before even a sound of question or resistance could be mounted and both bodies ploped down onto the stone roof followed by two soft plops as the heads hit the ground a moment later.

Their bright crimson life essence rapidly began to poop and spread out from their bodies as Ryu extended one hand and quickly snatched the message to the village before it could be contaimenated with their dirty blood. The wire's attached to the two figner tips retracted quickly and clicked back into place as the man altered the note to exclude the young woman and left it as just another regular day for the squad on duty at the post. Attaching it to a hawk he sent the message and then took the time to kill the other hawks incase someone managed to slip away and attempt to send an emergency message out later. Forming a set of hand seals he mimiced his friend now as the large framed puppet body was covered in a cloud of chakra smoke before he transformed into the special jounin he'd been follow this whole time. He'd learned how the young man walked and moved, even the mannerisms in his speech. While it wouldn't be enough to care on any long winded conversation it would allow for him to move past others and not draw attention immediately to himself.

Ensuring that his creation was an accurate reflection of the man he'd just decapiated the figure removed his 'Ghost Cloak' and sealed it away leaving the identical image of the scout now. He didn't bother to hide the bodies as he would soon kill anyone he encountered one at a time until the jig was up and the man would have to shift from covert to all out battle mode. Collecting their headbands in the process and storing them away he made his way back downstairs now after completing the first objective on his mission to gather more headbands. Soon he closed the rooftop door behind him and moved back down the stairs and returned to the office of the older jounin and gently knocked on the door before the man once more called out for him to enter. Reaching down with the transformed hand he grasped the door hand and quietly pushed the door open...

Razor Wire FingersShow

Description: The finger tips of the hand are each able to disconnect from the fingers at the first knuckle and extend to reveal a thin piece of razor wire attaching the end of the fingertips together with their finger. Each of the fingertips and attached razor wire can be manipulated at a speed and strength equal to the Deftness and Strength stats of the puppet body user. Each wire is capable of extending up to fifteen meters and retracting from the concealed spools with the forearm. The razor wire has a cutting edge like that of a traditional knife or kunai and is useful when dealing with unarmored or unarmed targets using the wires to envelop the target or targets.

[Niro]

Tatsuo had discreetly collected the medics blood-soaked headband while dumping her dead body in the storage closet behind the large containers. He doubted they'd leave an unconscious, suspicious girl alone for long, he wouldn't have too long before the party started at this point. Straining his hearing, Tatsuo wanted to grown at the sound of footsteps but quickly hid behind the windowless door as a figure stopped and knocked.

"Hey how's it going in there?" The Jounin called out before waiting a tentative minute for a response. Tatsuo knew he wouldn't be able to exactly mimic the girls voice and instead opted to remain quiet. The door knob slowly began to turn and the door swung open into Tatsuo who pressed as far into the wall to avoid contact as he could. It stopped just short of him and cautious footsteps echoed in the infirmary. They echoed again as he moved deeper and Tatsuo used the chance to sneak around the door, and get an idea of the man's proportions, just outside the room. He looked down both halls and a upon seeing no one he withdrew a kunai from his pouch.

He laid flat against the wall and wait as he heard the supply closet open, the man shoot off a string of curses, and the crashing foot falls making their way to the door. Tatsuo waited until the first foot crossed the threshold before slamming the kunai into the jounins throat. Surprise was evident on the man's face but it lasted for only a moment as his kunai pierced through the unsuspecting jounin. His entire neck cavity was caved in by the blow and it was a miracle the man's head was still attached. Tatsuo caught the body before it could impact the ground to prevent any echoes from alerting other shinobi. He removed the second headband and looked at the bloody mess spray-painted across the wall from the infirmary. It was party time; he just hoped the lines had been cut.

[Zao]

The transformed missing-nin opened the door normally and stepped inside, closing the door behind him now as he stood quietly in front of the senior jounin of the group who had stopped working on the mound of paperwork before him when who he thought was the special jounin returning to inform him of the completed task. Yet, as he looked at the figure before him the older jounin got a strange feeling...a feeling that came with experience and that strangely a sense of danger lingered in his subconscious mind. He stood up in a flash a kunai had already been drawn and he rushed forward toward Hyoryu and pushed him up against the wall placing the kunai against the slender figures exposed neck. "Who are you!?"

He didn't speak at first, allowing for himself to be pushed back and pinned against the wall now and instead just smiled before speaking after a few seconds as the man thought he had the missing-nin at a disadvantage. "Your sense are sharp, to bad." With the last word a puff of chakra smoke covered the small body only to reveal the much larger reaper body that towered over the man by over a foot in heigh as the long cloak flowed down hiding its dark metal body. Only a set of crimson eyes stared down at the jounin who immediately knew who he was standing in front of from the intelligence reports about the Red Eyed demon who'd escaped the 'Pit' during the great prison break.

But he wouldn't be able to act now as the man felt the muzzle of a senbon blaster against his center chest, the twenty senbon had already tore through his body before he felt the pain as Hyoryu reached up grabbing the man by the skull with the black metal fingers and lifting him off the ground. The senbon had shredded the man's chest and mainly his heart and the main arteries attached to it. He'd bleed out in a few moment and the man couldn't even open his mouth to talk as blood filled his mouth and began to drip from his lips that trembled open. Catching the man off guard had allowed for him to more easily dispense with the jounin than if he'd exposed himself to early.

Yet, who would have thought that their actions would have already been caught on as one of the jounin patrolling outside had an extremely acute sense of smell, much like the Inuzuka of the Hidden Leaf. The fresh blood of the two men on the rooftop wafted into the bloodhound like scent of the jounin who quickly investigated to discover the decapitated special jounin and the dead messenger birds, they'd been cut off from the village and two of the shinobi had died without a sound. "Fuck!" This was the only word on his mind as he flashed inside and down the stairs to alert the squad leader and rally the other jounin within the patrol base that someone had infiltrated the outpost. As he approached the door he once again smelt the fresh blood as he drew his short sword and with the other hand threw kunai that hit the door with a small tag attached. Boom!

A moment later the explosive tag detonated and turned the wooden door into a spray of splinters as he entered the room to find Hyoryu suspending the dying jounin by the head with a single hand as the Red Eyed Demon casually tilted his head to the left as it turned to look at the new comer. The feeling of death washed over the jounin as he found himself being looked down at from the large figure before he felt the pain in his chest. Looking down the spear tail of the puppet body had slipped out from under the bottom of the cloak and when the jounin burst through the door and turned the corner it short forth plunging its spear tip striaght through the man's chest and penetrating out the back of his flak jacket three of four inches.

His felt his body being lifted off the floor as the sword in his hand felt to the floor as a wave of weakness washed over him as the man had cleaved his heart in two pieces with a single thrust, the gloved hands of the Suna-nin reached up to grasp at the spear tail end and the cable attached to it. Sadly the man's flash entrance would have alerted the rest of the outpost two Tatsou's and his actions...that was a bit premature for what the man wanted but at least they could speed this up. Perhapas he'd even get a chance to see the Iwa-nin in combat and get a good assessment of his true skill level. "How unlucky of me..."

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Senbon Blaster

Description: A senbon launcher capable of launching a blast of senbon creating a small cloud of the steel needles. Attached to the outside forearm of the left arm, taking up the entire length of the forearm from elbow to wrist, the launcher operates in a cylinder style manner rotating through 'ammo pods' that contain twenty senbon within each with the circular ammo contain circling around the arm. The launcher sprays forth all twenty of the senbon found within the pod in one blast.

The launcher is capable of firing its projectiles at a speed and strength equal to the user's [Deftness] and [Strength] stats, out to [Deftness x2] meters at full speed and strength. At [Deftness] meters the spread of the senbon blast is .5 meters and at [Deftness x2] meters the spread increases to one [1] meter in diameter. After firing the ammo cylinder rotates feeding a new pod into the firing mechanism. Currently the weapon cylinder holds thirteen of these senbon filled 'ammo pods'. The senbon launcher is sealed within a puppet storage skill on the arm when not in use or needed.

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Cord Spear Tail (1 Mechanisms)

Description: Located on the back of the puppet body is a steel sectioned spear tip like weapon, being about a foot in length and three inches in width, attached to the puppet by a half inch diameter steel capable extending from the coil concealed within the lower back within the puppet up to twenty five meters in length under the control of the user at a [Speed] and [Strength] equal to the puppet body's [Deftness]. The spear tip is forged half from Neutronium and half from Yuudoku with the respected poison for either toxic metal apllied just like the projectiles.

[Niro]

A chunin, special jounin, and three jounin were dead within minutes of each other. His own kills were quiet and Tatsuo was quite pleased with just how quiet he had been. Usually his missions were loaded with explosions and copious amounts of acti-

BOOM!

The sound of an exploding tag being detonated echoed throughout the installation. Again, he suppressed a low groan. Just once he wanted to be in and out on a 15 minute mission. Alarms blared throughout the outpost as people began to scramble to their positions. Tatduo was glad he had to retransformed into the nurse because running around as the stray in the middle of the situation was akin to painting a bull's-eye on his back.

"The infirmary's been hit! It's not safe. Outside!" Tatsuo called-out over the roar of the alarms and people panicking. He hoped none of them would recognize his voice did not resemble their recently deceased medic. The flow of people shifted from interior safe places to outside where it would be easier for them to scatter.

As if they'd be allowed to.

Tatsuo waited inside as he heard the remaining jounin and special jounin begin to take control of the situation. Besides the two he had taken care of, Tatsuo saw others missing. His companion was definitely capable, unlike others he'd run into in the wilds.

"Where's the commander?"

"Dead, explosion came from his office. Has anyone sent for reinforcements? Alerted the village?"

"We tried! All the birds besides one were dead and we found another casualty too!"

"Dammit we're sitting ducks out here!"

Tatsuo had to stiffle a laugh at their hopelessness. The jig was up and this form no longer served a purpose. He began to build a slow clap as he exited the base and came face-to-face with the confused crowd. A wide smile split his face as his jutsu dropped and, after a puff of smoke, revealed the purple eyed Bannin.

"Surprise!" He called out, his hand going to and resting on his katana's hilt immediately. Tatsuo would wait for them to attack first before beginning his own offensive. He just really hoped his backup would make himself known soon.

[Zao]

With a wave of his hands the two headbands of the men were snatched and tucked them away into a small satchel that was strapped onto the left hip of the man and with a shrug his cloak fell back onto the center of his back revealing the metallic shoulders. Two tiny puffs of smoke happened, a kunai cannon launcher appearing on each as the man tossed either body to the side and with a kick of his foot the man pushed forward exiting out the open window, stepping only once on the ledge as he pushed upwards gaining a bit of altitude in order to see the situation that was transpiring down below.

Sadly, everything had not gone to plan when the one jounin had noticed something was wrong due to a unique trait. Not everything could be planned for in combat, thus one had to be flexible and able to adapt to the situation in order to survive. As the man hit the peak of his leap from the window seal and all of his eyes had activated giving him a picture of the situation below from all sides now he formed a smile. But due to the metallic armored head the smile was more of a deviously smirk of some demonic beast as the four arms with launches and both shoulder cannons rapidly moved in the blink of an eye and a rain of metal projectiles streams down at various targets with such speed and most never even saw the projectiles that slashed straight through their soft bodies.

Using his skills in the flawless aim style and along with his own personal hunting style of taijutsu the man was able to easily cut down the four remaining special jounin who were trying to coordinate things on the street along with a number of civilians who attempted to flee from the outpost. They had simply stopped here to rest and refit in order to continue traveling only to have come at the wrong time on the wrong day, bodies were falling across the shifting sand as blood started to soak into the particulates now. Each person hit was just hit with a random shot, each shot hit a vital organ with extreme precision, there wasn’t such a thing as a wasted shot when it came to Hyoryu.

The ones who died were those closest to the missing-nin when he exited the main building of the outpost, normally he wouldn’t have felt the need to dispose of all the other people but things had become out of hand to quickly and leaving any witnesses would have been bad for business. Such sacrifices had to be made sometimes and the young didn’t even bat an eye, at least he wouldn’t have if he still had real eyes and eyelids that is. After a few moments of free fall the man landed with a deep thud on the ground due to the heavy weight of the metallic puppet body and all the armaments that came with it. Several glowing red eyes could be found all over the smooth armored skull of the body as it stood up slowly to its full height, leaving only a few between the Iwa-nin and himself now.

“Seems these are the only ones left?” Hyoryu spoke in a playful manner to his accomplice who was on the other end of the street while the two jounin were the only shinobi left at this point after the cleaning up that the two men had done up until this point. He had held off on attacking them as he wanted to get a glimpse of the man’s skills for his own situational awareness, as he still didn’t know exactly who the Iwa-nin was...

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[Keeping Up]
B-Rank Discipline
The user of this discipline has trained their mind through intensive measures to be able to keep up with multiple targets at once. With their eyes working double time, they're able to keep up several targets, to a maximum of [Instinct]/4 targets at one time.


[Observing Eye]
A-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 40 Instinct, Increased Awareness
Hyoryu is able to effectively gather snippets of vision, sounds and tactile sensory information in order to be properly aware of the battlefield around them whether standing still or in rapid motion. The user is effectively aware of their surroundings within Instinct meters of their body, able to recognize when attacks are coming and the body positions of opponents. This also allows or the user to focus upon smaller micro-movements of the body of those they are fighting. By understanding the micro-movements of the muscles, the small utterances of eye movement, and the ambient sounds of the body, the user can effectively predict what kind of macro movements (punches, kicks, directions) the individual fighting against them is likely going to make after having observed movements of the target for more two posts worth of time. This does not allow for a means of automatically dodging attacks, but does give heed to what sort of movements will be or is most likely to occur next due to their previous observation time.

[Tracking System]
A-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Prerequisite: 35 Instinct
Taking one's situational awareness to the next level, Hyoryu has become constantly aware of his surroundings to such a degree that his eyes seem to automatically track any movements made within his range of vision. While this allows for him to be able to track the movements with an indefinite amount of precision, as long as the speed of the movement doesn't exceed his [Taijutsu+Instinct)/2]. This does not allow for him to simply automatically dodge or block attacks. The man must still have the physical capabilities to keep up with his mind's processing power.


*[Flawless Aim Style • Uncanny Shot]
B-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
Having advanced in their arts the practitioner is able to launch projectiles from inconceivable positions. No matter what position their body is in they’re capable of releasing attacks without any detriment to their aim. In addition, rapid adjustments such as dodging or spinning has no effect on their aim.


Active mechs

• Quad Kunai Launcher (2 Mechanisms) - Left Arm 3
• Quad Kunai Launcher (2 Mechanisms) - Right Arm 3
• Senbon Blaster (2 Mechanisms) - Left Arm 2
• Blaster (2 Mechanisms) - Right Arm 2
• Kunai Turret Cannons (2 Mechanism)

[Niro]

The hail of projectiles mowed down the majority of the crowd and Tatsuo really, really wanted to burst out into laughter. Especially because of the looks of shock and horror on the two remaining jounins' faces as they realized that there was just tatters of clothes and chunks of meat remaining of their comrades. It wasn't every day a sudden hail of weapons mowed down almost an entire outpost but it was quite a sight. The two remaining jounin trembled in fear as they tried to process what had just happened.

The two suddenly began to run through hand seals and Tatsuo raised an eyebrow in curiosity. Just what did these two think they could do to stop them? They then slammed their hands down to the sand and two clouds of smoke enveloped the immediate area. A gigantic scorpion and a larger-than-normal elephant now stood in between the two invading shinobi and the Suna ninja.

"Mah, I guess they got some fight in 'em after all?" Tatsuo teased as the scorpion began to visibly gather chakra at the tip of its stinger. Once finished it launched a glob of liquid at the Bannin who easily danced around the attack. It sizzled against the desert hand as it ate through whatever it contacted. "Oh? That's actually a bit interesting."

The elephant began to also channel chakra before rearing up on its hind legs and smashing them into ground in the direction of Hyoryu. A 10m tall, 20m wide wave of earthen spikes shot towards the puppet human before it charged him alongside the path of spikes it had created.

The scorpion began to skitter forward towards Tatsuo while the two summoners began to run through another series of hand seals. Tatsuo caught sight of them and tsk'd before deciding to leap into action. The two shinobi had already gotten enough help from their summons and Tatsuo wasn't willing to deal with them off on the side taking pot shots as well. In an instant, the man had cleared the space between him and first summoner and drawn his blade so fast it was naught but a blur. The man's hands flew high into the air as two fountains of blood poured from his now handless arms. The man screamed before Tatsuo kicked him into his companion and sent them both flying backwards.

[Zao]

"Oh my..." The young man tilted the head of his puppet body slightly to the right now as the arms had relaxed down to each side as though he felt no threat from the remaining two jounin. With a quick count in his head the man glanced over to his sword wielding comrade with an unseen smirk, it would seem that he truly was capable though he still hadn't been able to witness any of the shinobi's movements for himself just yet. The pair of men didn't seem to want to go out without one last fight it would appear now as they both started to form hand seals and a moment later two large clouds of chakra smoke gave way revealing a pair of summons. A giant scorpion and the other an exotic elephant that was larger than a normal one. These two giant creatures seemed to be the Suna-nins last bid for a live against the pair of monsters that they had been caught between.

The scorpion and the elephant attacked their targets, Hyoryu's being the elephant as it was able to channel chakra into its front legs as it stood up on its back legs before combing the chakra with its natural strength to send a shockwave of earth shooting forward from itself hat concealed the creature from sight as the earthen spikes bore down upon the missing nin. Two combustion engines spun up within the back of the large puppet body as two nozzles adjusted themselves towards the ground and as the earthen spikes were about to reach him a jet of air propelled him into the air with incredible speed that most would have completely missed. This was the same for the elephant that was charging forth not having noticed the man ascending to the sky as his front left arm was splitting apart at the hand.

Pieces swirled around one another to reveal a chakra cannon that was already rapidly collecting and swirling chakra together as the blast was building as he reached the peak of the booster assisted leap now, his mutiple eyes tracking not only his own target but the other three that were in his vision. It was now that he was able to see the man's movements for the first time, he was every bit the puppet-nin's equal if not stronger than him at the moment. While he did have some high expectations for this Iwa-nin, Ryu was a bit shocked honestly. As the man cut off the hands of the ninja and kicked him away the blast had already finished charging as the man was able to see the elephant still charging forward about to pass right below him as the cannon was aimed and the blast released now.

A sixteen meter meter wide beam of chakra swept downwards with the force that rivaled some S-rank attacks (35 strength/speed) as it slammed down upon the beast driving it downwards into the earth as the beam created a crater deeper than the elephant was tall. At the bottom of the new creater in the sand that was starting to cave in and bury the elephant was a smoking body of the wounded elephant. Feeling that this little spirit was dealt with now he twisted in mid air, the chakra blast having kept him airborne at the moment to watch how the Iwa-nin finished dealing with the scorpion. The two men of no concern at their level of strength when compared to either one of the monsters that had attacked their outpost. Today was truly a bad day to have been on post...

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Booster (1 Mechanism)
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Description: A rudimentary engine is located in the back of the shoulders. When activated, the armor on the back of each shoulder opens up like a revealing nozzles which then blast a short duration jet of air. When used in conjunction with a booster on the opposite side of the body, the user is able to create lift allowing for the puppet to fly a Speed equal [Deftness+Strength]/2 but it cannot exceed the user's Mobility stat. Or used individually to create a blast of air at [Deftness] speed and [Strength] strength that can be used offensively against opponents or defensively to throw the puppet in a single directly at a speed equal to the puppet's [Strength] for a number of meters equal to the [Strength] of the puppet body. These jets can be maintained for up to ten posts with a matching cool down period for the number of posts used, when used one at a time each use causes a one post cool down for that booster.


Arm Cannon (1 Mechanism) - Left Arm 1

Description: The left hand and forearm can break apart to reveal a circular chakra cannon within that consists of two parts, the cannon portion and a turbine portion. The turbine is able to be activated by the use instilling chakra into the turbine which will then rapid spin building up a sphere of raw swirling chakra at the end of the cannon at a speed equal [Deftness+Control]/2. Once the charge is built up the cannon acts as a means to direct the built up chakra blast by releasing it in a forward blast. That power of the attack coming from the stats of the puppet, able to be released with a speed and strength equal to the [Ninjutsu+Control]/2 of the puppet. The size of the blast having a diameter equal to [Control/3] and a range of [Controlx3] in meters. The cannon after being fired occurs a four post cool down between uses. When not in use the arm will form back together concealing the weapon and returning to its normal appearance.

[Niro]

The elephant, although injured with burns across its entire body, was still alive. It's size was not just for show; it was directly translated into how resilient it was. The spirit stood from its spot in the crater and released the blast of Fuuton from its trunk strong enough to topple a jounin if they were to take it head-on.

The scorpion meanwhile had made its way to Tatsuo while he had been trimming unneeded appendages from one of the jounin. It's pincers flailed wildly and from a glance Tatsuo knew they could easily slice a normal person in two. The spirits tail dripped acid that instantly dissolved the ground it struck. The jounin, the one still with his hands, weaved through a set of seals before a sandstorm was whipped up and set upon the Outpost.

Tatsuo brought a hand up to protect his eyes as the sand granules tried their best to break him down. His other hand, occupied with his sword, was held in a defensive posture as he tried to locate one of the enemies. The Iwa Bannin had no idea how his partner was fairing but he was getting tired of taking it easy. The skittering of eight legs with picked up on the edge of his Tremorsense. Tatsuo instantly turned to face it and parried two claw strikes from the gigantic arachnid. He sidestepped the third strike before slashing upward. The blow connected with the arm joint of the spirit and cleanly cut through it before finding paydirt in its chest. Before he could press the advantage, the summon disappeared in a swirl of smoke back to its realm.

Two of the for combatants were removed from the fight. The Scorpion had been dismissed and one of the jounin was now handless. All that remain where the lone jounin and the injured elephant summon.

[Zao]

As the man's energy cannon faded and the hand spun in the reverse direction reassembling itself in only a moments time back to a functioning puppet hand now the man's multiple eyes were still scanning the battlefield and the fighting going on on the other side of the outpost now with his temporary comrade in the Iwa-nin. But his attention had to be mostly focused on the beast below him within the crater as he had began to freefall down towards its burnt looking but still moving body from above. "How resilent little spirit, but I'm in a hurry here. Sorry..." Ryu admired the strength of the beast for being able to take the chakra beam and not die in the process but he was here on a job and didn't have time to be messing around, anything that got itself between him and mission accomplishment would be delt with swiftly and violently.

The beast was back on its feet as the missing-nin was still descending but the reformed hand formed into a half ram seal as it's dark colored fingers stopped just below the metallic jawline of the sleek looking metal head of the Reaper body, the mouth partially open as chakra was sent into the motor concealed within the head and neck of the puppet. It caused for an errir red-ish orange glow to seep from the barely open lower jaw of the armored helm now as the man had actived another of the bodies deadily mechanism that it would unleash upon the spirit. The wave of air was expelled from the trumpeting elephant as it's outer winds began to push against he falling man who's mouth snapped open as he was being pushed back upwards, "Burn..." With a single word a massive jet of flames that would push back the flames, consuming them as it rushed downwards at a breakneck speed and a strength that was greater than the chakra blast he'd just used against the spirit (45 spd/str).

His blast of flames would extend out to up to forty five meters in width as it was like a cone shape extending away from Ryu, as he planned to deal with the already wounded beast and either kill it or send it crying and half dead back to its own realm. Currently he was in no position to deal with the lone jounin who was casting some sort of sand style ninjutsu against Tatsuo to work in tandem with the hard exoskeleton of the scorpion in a combo attack. The man's flame breath continued to push down and envelop the elephant now as he remained suspended higher in the air allowing for him to observe the outpost. He was unable to see the combat happening in the sand storm as he looked for an oppertunity to speed this affair up now, his launchers ready to rain down hate and discontent if needed. Though the sand style was a rather deadly one against the soft skin of human's the man didn't fear to much for the Iwa-nin who'd proved himself more than capable on each encounter the pair had...

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Flame Breath (1 Mechanism)

Description: A compact combustion engine of the man's own design located within the armor-like head of the puppet. When activated, the armored jaw of the puppet will drop open revealing a nozzle from which will then blast a jet of flames. The flames can be maintained for up to two posts with a two post cool down period needed after any use of the mechanism. Releasing a stream of flames up to [Deftness]x2 meters in length in a conical fashion to a width equal to [Deftness] meters with a speed and strength equal to the [Deftness] and [Strength] stats of the user.

[Niro]

The larger-than-normal elephant was resilient. It withstood the flames for a minute before it was too much and it was unsummoned back to the realm from where it was pulled. The heat from the flames was felt by all within the area as they dissipated, some patches of sand now glass from them. The sandstorm continued to rage as the remaining jounin faced off against Tatsuo. Somewhere, however, was the handless yet alive jounin.

Tatsuo waited patiently within the sandstorm. He could feel it wailing on his body but paid it no mind. It would take the jutsu longer than it had to break through his skin. His focus was lasered in on reading the rremors on the ground. It had been how he'd caught the scorpion, it was how he'd catch the summoner as well.

The sound of incoming kunai was the indicator. There was a small cloud of them moving his way based on what his hearing was picking up. The Bannin turned on his heel and drew his wakizashi as well before turning into a flurry of blades attempting to deflect everything coming his way. It was obvious to Tatsuo as he deflected the projectiles that the jounin was very much a ninjutsu user based on the poor grouping and strength behind the projectiles.

He dashed in the direction they were thrown from. It didn't take him long to catch up to the jounin and run his blades through his chest, severing his aorta and killing him. Blood splattered on to Tatsuo's hands and face from the thrust and last death gurgles of the jounin. He withdrew his blades from the body as the sand storm began to clear. It revealed a battle torn courtyard with bodies, weapons, and even patches of glass littered around.

"Guess we should clean up. Collect the headbands and burn the bodies. After that it's time we got out of dodge." Tattoo called out to his companion. He pulled the headband free of the body he had just dealt with before tossing him in the middle to begin creating a pile to burn.

[Zao]

The flame engine spun violently within the throat of the puppet body allowing for the man to maintain the stream of flames that pushed the elephant back down into the original crater that had been made by the chakra cannon's blast. It's sheer level of heat that was radiating off the fiery stream of hell that crashed down upon the elephant's large body was enough to turn the surrounding sand into glass and begin to char the elephant's body that color of charcoal. This only lasted for a short time before the elephant had endured as much as it could and was released from its earthly bindings and sent back to its own realm before death could come calling.

With that the death flames ceased and once more the upward force that was keeping the large dark skinned puppet body in the air was gone and Ryu was allowed to free fall back towards the crystallized earth. His vision somewhat limited as the sand storm had began to extend its range to his side of the outpost preventing him from being able to determine the full extent of the exchange between the Iwa Bannin and the Suna sand users that he was facing off against. Yet, as he was falling the man noticed something on the corner of one of the buildings, a smeared trail of blood. 'Hmm...'

After a few more seconds the heavy body landed with a powerful thud from its heavy mass which was in turn with the cracking and shattering sound of glass which had formed from the heat on the top layer of sand beneath the shoe-less feet of the puppet body. With his vision partially obscured the man's multiple eyes were still investigating the blood stain that hadn't been there before as he made a few leaps to bring himself out of the crater like impact area from his fight with the elephant spirit. Soon he landed on the shifting sands, what a familiar feeling, as he smirked inwardly as he was able to follow the blood with his eyes now at ground level, it was a trail.

"I see, it must be that one." Musing quietly to himself the man had been preoccupied with dealing with the spirit and his comrade in arms taking care of the other spirit and jounin. It would appear that the hand less jounin still had a bit of vigor in his body and will to survive using the partial coverage of the sand storm to attempt to navigate out of the outpost now. The tracking began with simple, slow steps as the long stride quickly allowed for the puppet body to cross over a good distance in only a few moments as he could see more blood on the outpost wall as it appeared this one had managed to actually escape out of one of the guard post doors.

With what appeared to be a simple leap, the man was easily able to propel himself over twenty meters into the air as his feet touched down lightly on the exterior security wall of the outpost now allowing for him to have an elevated view of the open desert. "Where is he going..." Shaking his head slightly he was able to follow the trail of blood that lead to the southwest as he adjusted his gaze further out to find a shrinking shadow of a man who was fleeing. "Wind...distance...yes." Pushing chakra into the seal on his right leg a massive launcher cannon was brought out as it was stabilized by three of the six arms of the black skinned puppet body.

It only took a few moments to calculate the distance and wind for the powerful combat oriented mind of the missing-nin, after all he'd made much longer shots than this one, the center eye of the puppet's head placed directly in the center of the forehead opened up as the others briefly closed allowing for him to lock onto his target. A moment later the launcher fired, its recoil obvious as it pushed the body the puppet nin backwards slightly as the large projectile raced out at a speed most could not even understand. Five full seconds of flight time later the hand less jounin had a fist size hole blown through the front of his chest, falling face first into the sand without even knowing what happened before he bled out a few moments later. "I'll collect that one last."

Forming a one handed seal Hyo placed the weapon back into the seal on the right leg and reopened his other eyes while the sniper eye closed itself now, the sand storm was almost completely gone at this point allowing for him to see the Iwa-nin who had finished off the last jounin on the post. Taking a simple step backwards the man stepped off the wall and descended to the sand below. Twisting his body on the way down he landed as the shoulder cannon on each shoulder was also sealed away and the cloak floated down over the wide shouldered, metallic body. "Indeed, no need to waste any more time."

The man, along with his Iwa counterpart, began to quickly gather up all the bodies of those who happened to be unlucky enough to have been within the outpost on this day as no one was allowed to walk out of the post except Tatsuo and Hyoryu. It only took a few minutes to finish collecting the bodies, the one in the desert that reason that it took that long to begin with, stripping them of head bands and any type of information that was on the bodies or the outpost the puppet-nin would utilize his flame breath technique to incinerate the remains of the bodies to the point that no one would be able to identify them.

Making a final sweep of the outpost he would link back up with the customer with the headbands he's collected while doing the clean up, having tossed them into a bag the man casually tossed over the bag as the smell of burnt flesh escaped him as he wasn't able to smell in this body. "Let us depart, no need to hang around here."

[Niro]

It didn't take the two S-ranked shinobi long to finish their cleanup. The headbands and uniforms were collected in burlap sacks and then the bodies were piled high. Tatsuo even went back and collected the bodies of those they had killed inside. Once piled together, Hyoryu wasted no time in turning them into charred husks. The smell of cooking and then burnt flesh and meat tickled his nose as the acrid smoke rose into the air before being swept away by the desert winds.

Tatsuo pulled a thick scroll from his pouch and tossed it to Hyoryu after the bag containing the headbands was given to him. Hyoryu would find two storage seals inked into the scroll. The first contained a large sack of money as payment and the second was a note:

'More work for you and yours in Pebble if you so wish.'

Once the two items were exchanged, Tatsuo gave the missing ninja one last nod before he turned and took off towards the nearest northern border.