Chisaki sat in an office. Yes an office. She actually had a desk and her own little cubical. Who'd a thunk Chisaki the psychotic murderous bitch would ever work behind a desk doing paperwork. She'd done her best to brighten the space with pictures of animals. Just animals mind, no family, no friends, no inappropriate pictures of scantily clad men. Just adorable puppies and animals of a similar cute and defenseless nature.
She looked at her case folder and wanted to swear. She had thought she'd get to go hunt yummy criminals after all the hell HHD had put her through during initiation. Who'd have thought her first assignment was a monitor case. She didn't want to monitor; she wanted to hunt and devour. Worse yet one of the people on the list was her own "son" Mari. Were they testing her to see if she'd be able to hunt people she cared for?
She groaned and skimmed through his file. In and of itself it showed no major flags of anti-village or authority problems. The flag they marked off was the unstable mentality that was a result of his conversion. Not much he could do about it but she could see why it'd be cause for concern.
The next was full of red flags though some seemed to be typical of bottom rung shinobi families. Abusive parent, distrust in the system, and a history of causing disturbances down in the slums with anything from arson to destruction of private property. He's openly declared Kiri has a failing system in his academy graduation according to a slave he allowed to live. Also notable antisocial behaviors.
He was going to be trouble to say the least. Or he'd be a very yummy snack. Sure he was a bit young now but he was sure to fill out as he got older. Her mouth watered as she pictured him grown and filled out with big beefy muscles. Twigs werent as good, not juicy enough. She liked her food to be a bloody mess.
She checked the clock. She'd sent both of them letters explaining their new duty assignment's. Subete's letter was coated with a contact poison that knocked you out after a few minutes. Her clone would pick him up. As for Mari. He got a box with his letter. After he'd finished reading the letter Chisaki's clone wouldve made him get in the box and transported him herself.
As for where they were all gonna meet up. Obviously it was one of the training rooms in the basement of the HHD. Or rather one of their research rooms developed for Chisaki to practice jutsu. It had vents that would flood the room with flames to destroy her left over biomass when she was done training. She sighed and headed down to the room filled with bright UV lights. The room itself was pretty bare, a plain 30m by 30m by 10m space. No decorations or color. Just white walls and floors with the exception of one black wall that hid a control booth and observation deck. The vents were hidden behind white plates on the walls controlled via a mechanism in the control booth. She'd be leaning against the wall waiting for Mari to realize he could get out of the box and for Subete to wake up from the effects of the knockout poison.
"Wakey wakey boys. It's time to play."
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Dia, Crab, Core
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 Will of Fire- Senju Masaru Genin [color=orange] |
 Light of Hope- Awai Akihiro Genin [color=red] |
 Viral Menace- Toukai Chisaki Chuunin [color=#ff0080] |
 Yin Yang Divided Naegi Waruhito Genin [color=#8b14f9] |
 King of Pirates- Ryoshi Kaisui B-Rank MN [color=#7fffd4] |
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The time had come Subete, had been assigned a team, he wondered when it would happen and where, but he had since signed his contract and was ready to move on with life in Kirigakure from here on out, regardless of how much he hated the social and political structure of the village,e he knew that it was easier to play with them than against them. So now the time has come to prove himself as a shinobi. He knew the higher one moved up in the castes the easier life would be, the more respect and privacy one would potentially earn. Caste hoping wasn't his goal, but he knew those that proved themselves would rise without the intention to fully do so. For now, he simply had to grow and learn and that was exactly what he planned on doing.
He had received a letter explaining his new assignments. Though after opening and reading them Subete found himself getting dizzy, his first instinct simply went to genjutsu but with further inspection, he didn't feel any disturbance in his Chaka, his chakra control wasn't the best but for his age, he knew it was greater than average adults. Luckily he had already been dressed in his general ninja apparel as he had previously decided that today would be a day dedicated to training. Little did he know that today such options and tasks would be out of his hands. "Fuck..." Would be the only words he muttered before falling back, knocking his head against the wooden floor of his room.
"Who is it? Why is this happening? Was it a trap? Maybe it's some assholes my dad owes money too. Got damn it!" The feeling of powerlessness shuffled through his mind, he hadn't been kidnapped before, except once and even then it was just his dad trying to prepare him for training. "Assess, recover, escape" those were the three main things taught to him in this situation, the only words that could flutter around in his mind as he slumbered unaware of the clone grabbing his body and moving him to a new location.
He groaned slightly, but his breathing was steady, there were no after-effects from the poison it seemed outside of the fact that it was meant to knock him out. A small amount of dizziness plagued his mind, he didn't move until he was sure that he could do so swiftly and with action. Small checks would signal throughout his body, the wiggling off two toes at a time, quick twitches in his fingers, eyes rolling under his eyelids in an attempt to see if he could move his body efficiently. Steady breathing as if he was still sleeping. Once he let his dizziness subside and realized he could move he decided he would fight back, however, before even moving a voice rang out.
"Wakey wakey boys. It's time to play." The words whisked through his ears, he was no longer powerless but something told him that this situation was something that would be hard to escape from. They had already proven they had poisoned him, the floor didn't feel like the one of his from home, no that wooden floor was riddled with shabby wood riddled with splinters and smelled of mildew from the soaked floorboards due to the leaks in the roof that he had to learn to repair himself over the years. His father was just as lazy and shameful as a carpenter as he was a ninja.
From a lying position, Subete focused his strength into both of his arms; he used them to push himself up off the ground as he lept back using the force from quickly bent knees. However, he didn't move fully upright, no, he stayed low, pivoting off one of his hands to do a quick spin more akin to someone break dancing than trying to escape. This spin, however, would allow him to take in a quick glass around the white empty room which yielded for the fact that it was white and empty, sans the black wall in the distance. He came to a stop facing the spoken voice, knees bent, body crouched, and at the ready to jump in whatever direction he needed. As he thought about the environment around him, it simply told him one thing; using the terrain to his advantage was out of the question.
He placed his hands together in an attempt to form hand seals upon seeing two others. "Who are you! Where am I?" His tone was calm, yet assertive. He was levelheaded, and he figured that if he could at least get them to talk it would buy time, and bring more clues to the puzzle into the perspective of where he was. It wasn't every day that people just got kidnapped for no reason, at least he wasn't, nor was he fond of it.
Regardless of a ninja band being seen or not, Subete wasn't ignorant to the underworld of Kiri. People were taken all the time depending on family rivalries, people were disposed of not just tossed in slums but in graves. He couldn't help but wonder if the note was real or not, or if his dad had once again got him into a shit show of a situation.
He had received a letter explaining his new assignments. Though after opening and reading them Subete found himself getting dizzy, his first instinct simply went to genjutsu but with further inspection, he didn't feel any disturbance in his Chaka, his chakra control wasn't the best but for his age, he knew it was greater than average adults. Luckily he had already been dressed in his general ninja apparel as he had previously decided that today would be a day dedicated to training. Little did he know that today such options and tasks would be out of his hands. "Fuck..." Would be the only words he muttered before falling back, knocking his head against the wooden floor of his room.
"Who is it? Why is this happening? Was it a trap? Maybe it's some assholes my dad owes money too. Got damn it!" The feeling of powerlessness shuffled through his mind, he hadn't been kidnapped before, except once and even then it was just his dad trying to prepare him for training. "Assess, recover, escape" those were the three main things taught to him in this situation, the only words that could flutter around in his mind as he slumbered unaware of the clone grabbing his body and moving him to a new location.
He groaned slightly, but his breathing was steady, there were no after-effects from the poison it seemed outside of the fact that it was meant to knock him out. A small amount of dizziness plagued his mind, he didn't move until he was sure that he could do so swiftly and with action. Small checks would signal throughout his body, the wiggling off two toes at a time, quick twitches in his fingers, eyes rolling under his eyelids in an attempt to see if he could move his body efficiently. Steady breathing as if he was still sleeping. Once he let his dizziness subside and realized he could move he decided he would fight back, however, before even moving a voice rang out.
"Wakey wakey boys. It's time to play." The words whisked through his ears, he was no longer powerless but something told him that this situation was something that would be hard to escape from. They had already proven they had poisoned him, the floor didn't feel like the one of his from home, no that wooden floor was riddled with shabby wood riddled with splinters and smelled of mildew from the soaked floorboards due to the leaks in the roof that he had to learn to repair himself over the years. His father was just as lazy and shameful as a carpenter as he was a ninja.
From a lying position, Subete focused his strength into both of his arms; he used them to push himself up off the ground as he lept back using the force from quickly bent knees. However, he didn't move fully upright, no, he stayed low, pivoting off one of his hands to do a quick spin more akin to someone break dancing than trying to escape. This spin, however, would allow him to take in a quick glass around the white empty room which yielded for the fact that it was white and empty, sans the black wall in the distance. He came to a stop facing the spoken voice, knees bent, body crouched, and at the ready to jump in whatever direction he needed. As he thought about the environment around him, it simply told him one thing; using the terrain to his advantage was out of the question.
He placed his hands together in an attempt to form hand seals upon seeing two others. "Who are you! Where am I?" His tone was calm, yet assertive. He was levelheaded, and he figured that if he could at least get them to talk it would buy time, and bring more clues to the puzzle into the perspective of where he was. It wasn't every day that people just got kidnapped for no reason, at least he wasn't, nor was he fond of it.
Regardless of a ninja band being seen or not, Subete wasn't ignorant to the underworld of Kiri. People were taken all the time depending on family rivalries, people were disposed of not just tossed in slums but in graves. He couldn't help but wonder if the note was real or not, or if his dad had once again got him into a shit show of a situation.
| Name | Village | Rank | Team |
| Korosu, Subete | Kirigakure | Genin | N/A |
| Shuryō, Nagisa | Shark Country | D-Rank | N/A |
| Iwasa, Yutaka | Iwagakure | Chuunin | N/A |
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TheLegendaryCrabman
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Finally, I actually get something to do after all this time. Was beginning to think they'd keep me around just to show me off as an attraction at this point... Mari thought to himself as he finished reading the sealed letter. Idleness was irritating on its own and the Toukai were already irritable people. Adding a body-encompassing virus that messed with his memory and further complicated his control over his physique and the result is an incredibly touchy teenager, ready to fire off on anyone that gave him the slightest chance.
Taking a deep breath, he felt his shoulders -or whatever they could be considered nowadays- relieve a considerable amount of stress. His anger temporarily gone, he turned his attention to the rest of his delivery. A box. Quite a big one, in fact. He had no recollection of his family making an order, himself included, and especially not one of such a size. There was no need to be afraid, as parcels were analyzed for dangerous content when entering clan compounds, but his gut still felt an instinctive sense of unease.
"Done staring at it, or do you want me to give you a little while alone with the box? You know, maybe a young boy like you should turn his attention on something like girls or even older women. Boxes are somewhat hectic."
Quickly glancing to his side his eyes met Chisaki's. Mari's creator stared down at him with the trademark sadistic amusement in her eyes and grin, and he wondered if he was about to be a guest to another one of her surprise hunts.
"Hello Moth- err, Chisaki-san." He replied, confused in several ways. "What's all this?"
"Oh you haven't figured it out?" She looked down on him with a predatory expression. "Get in the box."
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Far from being enough of an idiot to question Chisaki's orders, Mari had quickly obeyed. However, he wished he hadn't. The ride was rough, and despite his honest attempts, he wasn't yet smart enough to get a sense of their location by counting the steps and turns. He was completely clueless. It was only when he felt himself drop on the ground that he truly gave up. Either he was at the bloodriver bar or the fish market and neither was particularly close to one another.
"Wakey wakey boys. It's time to play."
Her voice resonated in an echo, as he slowly rose from the box. His limbs stretched and twisted in unnatural ways as he tried to work out the kinks in his own body, before rubbing his eyes. Mari wondered how a being without an actual back could get such a cramp. "Ahhhh Chisaki-san you really need to work on your date planning if you want to get yourself a man."
As he left his eyes alone, another voice sounded off. He quickly turned to take a look at another boy. He was smaller than himself, looked younger as well, and yet he had just as much killer instinct in his sharp eyes as himself or Chisaki. His hair dark with some traces of silver, his eyes a dull blue -though that could simply be the lighting- and his skin as pale as the mist itself. He looks like a dead fish. No, wait. Like a shark.
"Relax, man. I'm no genius, but something tells me if she wanted us dead we wouldn't have made it this far, and if she wanted us alive she wouldn't really give you the freedom to move now would she?" If Mari came off as unusually calm during a situation of stress, it was purely because of his relationship with Chisaki. In truth he would have probably had the same reaction as the boy. He rubbed his eyes once more and took in the scenery.
Taking a deep breath, he felt his shoulders -or whatever they could be considered nowadays- relieve a considerable amount of stress. His anger temporarily gone, he turned his attention to the rest of his delivery. A box. Quite a big one, in fact. He had no recollection of his family making an order, himself included, and especially not one of such a size. There was no need to be afraid, as parcels were analyzed for dangerous content when entering clan compounds, but his gut still felt an instinctive sense of unease.
"Done staring at it, or do you want me to give you a little while alone with the box? You know, maybe a young boy like you should turn his attention on something like girls or even older women. Boxes are somewhat hectic."
Quickly glancing to his side his eyes met Chisaki's. Mari's creator stared down at him with the trademark sadistic amusement in her eyes and grin, and he wondered if he was about to be a guest to another one of her surprise hunts.
"Hello Moth- err, Chisaki-san." He replied, confused in several ways. "What's all this?"
"Oh you haven't figured it out?" She looked down on him with a predatory expression. "Get in the box."
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Far from being enough of an idiot to question Chisaki's orders, Mari had quickly obeyed. However, he wished he hadn't. The ride was rough, and despite his honest attempts, he wasn't yet smart enough to get a sense of their location by counting the steps and turns. He was completely clueless. It was only when he felt himself drop on the ground that he truly gave up. Either he was at the bloodriver bar or the fish market and neither was particularly close to one another.
"Wakey wakey boys. It's time to play."
Her voice resonated in an echo, as he slowly rose from the box. His limbs stretched and twisted in unnatural ways as he tried to work out the kinks in his own body, before rubbing his eyes. Mari wondered how a being without an actual back could get such a cramp. "Ahhhh Chisaki-san you really need to work on your date planning if you want to get yourself a man."
As he left his eyes alone, another voice sounded off. He quickly turned to take a look at another boy. He was smaller than himself, looked younger as well, and yet he had just as much killer instinct in his sharp eyes as himself or Chisaki. His hair dark with some traces of silver, his eyes a dull blue -though that could simply be the lighting- and his skin as pale as the mist itself. He looks like a dead fish. No, wait. Like a shark.
"Relax, man. I'm no genius, but something tells me if she wanted us dead we wouldn't have made it this far, and if she wanted us alive she wouldn't really give you the freedom to move now would she?" If Mari came off as unusually calm during a situation of stress, it was purely because of his relationship with Chisaki. In truth he would have probably had the same reaction as the boy. He rubbed his eyes once more and took in the scenery.
| Name | Village | Rank | Team |
| The Legendary Crabman | Land of Sharks | D-Rank | N/A |
| Toukai, Mari | Kirigakure no Sato | D-Rank | N/A |
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"Oooo Mari... Someone is certainly getting bold speaking back to me that way.
With a predatory smile she'd step forward slowly towards the young boys before her. She'd lick her lips as if thinking about something that got her excited. She got a dreamy look wash over face as she bit her lip and held herself tightly causing her chest to be pushed out more.
"I was under the impression that the expression love hurts was supposed to be literal. Shinji never seemed to mind... In fact he always asked for it to be harder. Guess you haven't quite reached that level yet..."
And then the flight risk spoke. He seemed very jumpy. Hopefully he wasn't expecting her to hold him and tell him it'd be alright. It most certainly wasn't. And she wasn't the kind of hypocrite to sooth her food before biting its head off, no the adrenaline coursing through their veins tasted much sweeter.
"Tsk tsk Subete maybe your file was wrong. It said you were the smart type but clearly you can't put two and two together. Oh how your poor mother must be rolling in her grave."
She chatised the pale one. To be fair, she didn't have much hope for him. Part of her even considered pushing him hard enough to the point of no return... Just so she could hunt him and eat him. Mind you he was definitely too scrawny at the moment. She had been very clear in her letter that they'd be meeting soon. Or did his confusion come from his deadbeat father? Not that that relationship mattered anymore. He belonged to her for now. At least until he reached Chuunin.
"Well let's put it this way. Your ass belongs to me now, both of you. Or at least until one of you is capable of killing the other. Only one of you two will promote to chuunin. Get the picture yet kid? My beautiful self is your new Chuunin instructor. Its my job to build you both up and keep you from killing one another before the chuunin exams. Any questions you little shits?"
Chisaki often forgot she wasn't much older than the boys in front of her. Granted given her unusual anatomy and the missions that were intended to kill her. She grew up much faster than most, not to mention she was receiving the lecherous stares of men since she was eight and received her virus.
With a predatory smile she'd step forward slowly towards the young boys before her. She'd lick her lips as if thinking about something that got her excited. She got a dreamy look wash over face as she bit her lip and held herself tightly causing her chest to be pushed out more.
"I was under the impression that the expression love hurts was supposed to be literal. Shinji never seemed to mind... In fact he always asked for it to be harder. Guess you haven't quite reached that level yet..."
And then the flight risk spoke. He seemed very jumpy. Hopefully he wasn't expecting her to hold him and tell him it'd be alright. It most certainly wasn't. And she wasn't the kind of hypocrite to sooth her food before biting its head off, no the adrenaline coursing through their veins tasted much sweeter.
"Tsk tsk Subete maybe your file was wrong. It said you were the smart type but clearly you can't put two and two together. Oh how your poor mother must be rolling in her grave."
She chatised the pale one. To be fair, she didn't have much hope for him. Part of her even considered pushing him hard enough to the point of no return... Just so she could hunt him and eat him. Mind you he was definitely too scrawny at the moment. She had been very clear in her letter that they'd be meeting soon. Or did his confusion come from his deadbeat father? Not that that relationship mattered anymore. He belonged to her for now. At least until he reached Chuunin.
"Well let's put it this way. Your ass belongs to me now, both of you. Or at least until one of you is capable of killing the other. Only one of you two will promote to chuunin. Get the picture yet kid? My beautiful self is your new Chuunin instructor. Its my job to build you both up and keep you from killing one another before the chuunin exams. Any questions you little shits?"
Chisaki often forgot she wasn't much older than the boys in front of her. Granted given her unusual anatomy and the missions that were intended to kill her. She grew up much faster than most, not to mention she was receiving the lecherous stares of men since she was eight and received her virus.
Tools of WarShow
Will of Fire- Senju Masaru Genin [color=orange] |
Light of Hope- Awai Akihiro Genin [color=red] |
Viral Menace- Toukai Chisaki Chuunin [color=#ff0080] |
Yin Yang Divided Naegi Waruhito Genin [color=#8b14f9] |
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King of Pirates- Ryoshi Kaisui B-Rank MN [color=#7fffd4] |
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"Tch. Do you honestly think restricting someone is the only way to interrogate or intimidate them? What am I supposed to think when I get kidnapped and end up in an enclosed room?" Subete snapped back, at the other boy's comment. Though whether he wanted to admit it or not, the guy was right. However, the fact remained that his statement was also true, for all he knew this could be some elaborate guise or attack but with the scene unfolding before him that notion was quickly squashed. Perhaps he had stuck too closely to his father's teachings. Now beginning to feel like the fool his father was, causing him to grit his teeth, he crossed his arms and listened to the woman in front of him.
Though as he listened one thing was for sure; this woman was undoubtedly... perverted. A look of disgust could be seen on Subete's face as she spoke about pain, clearly, she was some sort of sadist, but damn it did she have to be so creepy with it? "Of course I get stuck with the pedo..." He thought as he tried not to make eye contact with her as she licked her lips speaking to the boy beside him. From what he could gather Subete could tell he was the odd man out, though she knew of him, he had no clue who she was or the person beside him for that matter.
"Of course she is, she married my disgrace of a father and now her spirit has to watch me get talked down too by a sadistic pedo." He chortled giving a smug smile back at the woman, wanting to test her patience and anger just as she was clearly trying to test his. Though his balled fist would give way to the slight anger that was swelling inside him. First, she kidnapped him now she proceeded to belittle him, he didn't like her one bit, but for the sake of getting stronger he'd put up with her if need be.
With the conversation continuing Subete, spoke up when the option of questions was presented to him. He was fine being taught, fine with becoming stronger, and even though he wasn't fond of the pedo sadist, he was fine with being instructed, but he did have a single question which to him was of the most significance to him: "What will you be teaching us exactly?" He wondered if it would be Jutsu, maneuvers, killing techniques, strategies, how to survive on wild berries and bark? Maybe all of the above, but he wanted certainty. Not to ask for something more, but so he got a clear picture of what to work on, on his own.
Though as he listened one thing was for sure; this woman was undoubtedly... perverted. A look of disgust could be seen on Subete's face as she spoke about pain, clearly, she was some sort of sadist, but damn it did she have to be so creepy with it? "Of course I get stuck with the pedo..." He thought as he tried not to make eye contact with her as she licked her lips speaking to the boy beside him. From what he could gather Subete could tell he was the odd man out, though she knew of him, he had no clue who she was or the person beside him for that matter.
"Of course she is, she married my disgrace of a father and now her spirit has to watch me get talked down too by a sadistic pedo." He chortled giving a smug smile back at the woman, wanting to test her patience and anger just as she was clearly trying to test his. Though his balled fist would give way to the slight anger that was swelling inside him. First, she kidnapped him now she proceeded to belittle him, he didn't like her one bit, but for the sake of getting stronger he'd put up with her if need be.
With the conversation continuing Subete, spoke up when the option of questions was presented to him. He was fine being taught, fine with becoming stronger, and even though he wasn't fond of the pedo sadist, he was fine with being instructed, but he did have a single question which to him was of the most significance to him: "What will you be teaching us exactly?" He wondered if it would be Jutsu, maneuvers, killing techniques, strategies, how to survive on wild berries and bark? Maybe all of the above, but he wanted certainty. Not to ask for something more, but so he got a clear picture of what to work on, on his own.
| Name | Village | Rank | Team |
| Korosu, Subete | Kirigakure | Genin | N/A |
| Shuryō, Nagisa | Shark Country | D-Rank | N/A |
| Iwasa, Yutaka | Iwagakure | Chuunin | N/A |
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TheLegendaryCrabman
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Mari shivered as Chisaki's face contorted into a sadistic smirk of pleasure, no doubt calling upon memories of nights of horrible debauchery that even his teenage self could barely imagine. He couldn't help but turn his eyes away in an expression of forced disinterested once she pushed her chest out, however. It was bad enough he thought of her as a mother, he didn't wish to add boob fantasies to the old mental box as well.
Subete snapped back towards him with aggression and challenge in his voice. No matter how correct he might have been, the trip had already been enough to set off the Toukai. With a low growl, Mari went to reply even as Chisaki taunted the young boy. The guy was mentally tough, that was for sure.
He listened patiently, though, as Chisaki explained the new deal. Life would certainly change drastically now. He'd known this time would come, though he had no idea how soon it would be. Kirigakure as a whole loved reinforcing rivalries and competition into their shinobi's development. Generally, the idea was that facing a fair challenge each day would be good for developing their skills. The problem was that these things more often than not ended in bloodshed, sometimes death. Even in rivalry, one often found friendship. A weakness that Kirigakure rarely cared to afford. He took a glance towards his new partner before forcing himself to calm down. No sense in making enemies this soon.
"Yeah, what are you going to be teaching us? Hopefully more than anatomy classes as you so much like to do." He shot a smirk at Subete as if inviting him to get in on the teasing.
Subete snapped back towards him with aggression and challenge in his voice. No matter how correct he might have been, the trip had already been enough to set off the Toukai. With a low growl, Mari went to reply even as Chisaki taunted the young boy. The guy was mentally tough, that was for sure.
He listened patiently, though, as Chisaki explained the new deal. Life would certainly change drastically now. He'd known this time would come, though he had no idea how soon it would be. Kirigakure as a whole loved reinforcing rivalries and competition into their shinobi's development. Generally, the idea was that facing a fair challenge each day would be good for developing their skills. The problem was that these things more often than not ended in bloodshed, sometimes death. Even in rivalry, one often found friendship. A weakness that Kirigakure rarely cared to afford. He took a glance towards his new partner before forcing himself to calm down. No sense in making enemies this soon.
"Yeah, what are you going to be teaching us? Hopefully more than anatomy classes as you so much like to do." He shot a smirk at Subete as if inviting him to get in on the teasing.
| Name | Village | Rank | Team |
| The Legendary Crabman | Land of Sharks | D-Rank | N/A |
| Toukai, Mari | Kirigakure no Sato | D-Rank | N/A |
Risk Assessment
Chisaki would chuckle as the boys bantered back in forth Mari's little growl adorable and Subete's attempt to rile her up laughable. She slowly approached them closer and gently pinch Subete's cheek as if he was an adorable child. "Sadist yes, no question there. However as for being a pedo, your scrawny little ass wouldn't even fill the gap between my teeth much less excite me. When I licked my lips earlier was because the person that fails his advancement will be eaten. Literally."
Her eyes would glance over at Mari as he talked about anatomy lessons. The anatomy lessons she gave him before were more a meat prep course for the human body. However he had a long way to go if he wanted to be making jokes at he expense though she gave him props for playing off Subete's pedo comment. "You're awfully cheeky for someone that keeps staring at my tits Mari; get your mind out of the gutter, my anatomy lessons are related to disembowelment. I specialize in assassination and espionage. While Mari will be able to learn my specific skills easier, I will be teaching you both how to use stealth to sneak into an organization and deal a devastating blow to the enemy and disappear quietly. I'm also a skilled tracker so if either of you would like to get training in that area let me know. So one last word of advice before our first training exercise. Don't task yourself with killing each other. Hone your skills with the intent to kill me. Now, the two of you. Fight. Let me see what Im working with." With a snap of her fingers the room would seem to change around them into that of a dense forest.
Her eyes would glance over at Mari as he talked about anatomy lessons. The anatomy lessons she gave him before were more a meat prep course for the human body. However he had a long way to go if he wanted to be making jokes at he expense though she gave him props for playing off Subete's pedo comment. "You're awfully cheeky for someone that keeps staring at my tits Mari; get your mind out of the gutter, my anatomy lessons are related to disembowelment. I specialize in assassination and espionage. While Mari will be able to learn my specific skills easier, I will be teaching you both how to use stealth to sneak into an organization and deal a devastating blow to the enemy and disappear quietly. I'm also a skilled tracker so if either of you would like to get training in that area let me know. So one last word of advice before our first training exercise. Don't task yourself with killing each other. Hone your skills with the intent to kill me. Now, the two of you. Fight. Let me see what Im working with." With a snap of her fingers the room would seem to change around them into that of a dense forest.
Tools of WarShow
Will of Fire- Senju Masaru Genin [color=orange] |
Light of Hope- Awai Akihiro Genin [color=red] |
Viral Menace- Toukai Chisaki Chuunin [color=#ff0080] |
Yin Yang Divided Naegi Waruhito Genin [color=#8b14f9] |
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King of Pirates- Ryoshi Kaisui B-Rank MN [color=#7fffd4] |