"Exactly! Very clever. My mother named me because of my hair." Akari explained to Seiichi as they began to head towards the Shogun's throne. It seemed that Thresher still was investigating the smell of Zaishin. Akari's nose twitched slightly as she began to actively smell for whatever it was Thresher was speaking about. "I'm afraid I'm not sure what it is." Was really all Akari had to say before they were practically whisked away to the throne room and a throne room it was. Everything about the space was immaculate in Akari's eyes. The tree was a very interesting addition to the room as it produced the Receptionist's desk. An interesting room filled with interesting people. Sitting in his throne sat the Shogun who seemed impressive to Akari, but he seemed young. A little older than her, but younger than thirty for sure based on her best judgement. What sort of circumstances led to such a young person being led to having to lead a nation? Perhaps it was just her not being used to living in the shinobi world still. After all, she was from a smaller village that had little war, conflict or strife until years ago.
Then there was of course the Oni with the brightest red hair she had ever seen. An interesting site in Zaishin given what Akari had understood about their the nations general attitude toward the Yokai. A man that Seiichi immediately not recognized, but seemed a fan of. It was nice to see him being able to meet someone he respected so much. However, the shinobi's mission didn't allow for much pleasantries as Thresher immediately got to business with the shogun. "I'm Akari and this is Ao." Akari would say as Thresher introduced them once again, almost exactly the same way she had before. The feline woman gestured towards her lion before Akari would bow and Ao would bend down in a form of a bow. The pair would only remain that way for a moment before standing back up to face the samurai once again. Akari would allow for Thresher to do the talking, but almost immediately as she ended speaking her ears perked up to the sound of a man at the back of the room. Another individual who Akari didn't recognize, but seemed to think that the shogun should know who he was. The man's proposal started with recognizing and insulting Thresher, which just in general seemed like a bad idea from what Akari knew of of Thresher. Though that wasn't very much. What she did know was that she didn't like this man's overall demeanor. "Who is this guy?" Akari asked Thresher as Chahito continued his proposal going as far as accidentally spitting on the shogun. The whole situation felt as though she were watching a comedy, but what he was proposing was likely to start a war. The girl wondered how the shogun would respond to such a request for his army. Especially when it wasn't long ago that they had attacked the villages themselves.
Even if he tried keeping his composure for the sake of his position, Musunde couldn't help his widening eyes when faced with the sight of a huge white lion entering his throne room. It reminded him of his time back in Kumogakure, seeing Shukenja for the first time, but the newest feline easily blew Shu out of the water in the size department. Alongside the blue-striped lion, both of the women entering his office carried their own head-turning qualities. He'd never seen a cat-eared shinobi before, and the tall Hoshigaki swordsman carried an item of great interest to him. Being exceptionally tall and pink-haired was an afterthought once he laid eyes on what she kept strapped to her back.
The imposing woman spoke first, and Musunde raised an eye over the matter of what she chose to address him as. In a land full of people who strictly adhered to titles, he never expected to be called Soraru. He had to imagine that Toso must have messed around with his name in the files when the ANBU sorted his memory. Using "Soraru" instead of "Musunde" would draw less attention to his shinobi history, making things easier for both of them. On the topic of his throne, Musunde wanted to laugh. He felt the need to throw out a crooked smile and ask how she could tell, but he couldn't afford to throw things off track. It wasn't a lighthearted situation, and he needed to be responsible enough to ensure that things remained serious.
The mention of "new Arashikage" threw him off, but he didn't let it show. Curious as he was, he'd let Thresher finish. Best to let her do her job. Unfortunately, his patience didn't pay off, as a new interruption reared its head just as the ambassador finished saying her piece. His guards opened the doors to permit some unknown man to announce the presence of an unknown lord. He really needed to invest more in Zaishin's security protocols. Musunde noticed that the man named Chahito dressed lavishly and appeared to wear his title on his sleeve. The newest guest appeared to have some animosity towards Thresher, but he was certain it was nothing the ambassador couldn't handle.
The small, approachable smile on Musunde's lips hid the discomfort he held towards their sudden lack of distance, and he made no show out of the way his right hand slid into his left sleeve. He intended to wear that expression the whole way through, but the topic of recent disappearances brought back his thoughtful gaze, eye traveling off to nowhere in particular. Regardless of appearances, the emphasized topic of spanking prompted a twitch from his right wrist. Only those with the sharpest of eyes would've been able to see what he did to avoid being splashed with saliva. Remaining lost in his train of thought, Musunde finally spoke."Hmm. So, Masahiro's disappeared? I won't act like there's any love lost there. I have things that I wish he answered for, but I'm more concerned about what his daughter must be going through." He strongly referenced a disaster the emperor was involved with back in Kumogakure, but he didn't expect anyone in the room to know what he meant.
"Lord Chahito." The shogun directly addressed his guest, finally coming out of his pensive state to meet green eyes with his amber ones. "I'm afraid you're a month too late. Had you asked my father, Seizo, to assist you with this, I'm sure he would've taken great joy in leading his Samurai onto Shinobi lands. He's dead now, though, along with the thousands of samurai he wrongfully led to an early grave. We were attacked by cultists today as well, further pushing back our recovery." He tried his best to make it clear that they weren't in a position to do anything but defend Zaishin to the best of their abilities, but something told him that he'd still need to try harder to get his point across to the lord before him. "Even if our situation wasn't so grim, I'm aware that the fire empire strictly follows a lineage when it comes to their rulers. Masahiro's daughter should be put in the leadership position and guided step by step until she's ready to rule alone. If she rejects or is otherwise unfit to rule, surely the only options are to dissolve the country or let the next highest power choose the replacement. I will not cross the Hokage for you, especially when there are jashinists making moves. The most I can offer is sanctuary if you have nowhere else to turn to." His voice was stern, displaying an unwillingness to budge from his position. It was simple. He didn't have the forces to aid him, and even if he did, he wouldn't destroy any goodwill that existed with the shinobi villages by ascended someone not of the Hatake line to the throne.
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tabA dark cloud of solemn seriousness fell over Thresher as the man rudely jabbed a finger at her. She turned to him, giving him a disinterested glare. βI donβ even know who ya are. Buzz off.β She said simply. The woman could only watch as the weirdo proceeded to spit on the Shogun with all the force of any water jutsu and she couldnβt help but wonder if just anyone could walk in here. The Shogun gave what was probably the best answer Thresher could have expected. She didnβt know why, but she was rooting against this walking talking ego trip. βI wouldnβt even give him thaβ much,β she mumbled to Akari and Ao, crossing her arms. βDude reeks of mustache oil.β
Ever the diplomat, Thresher walked up and went to push Chahito out of the way. βAs I was sayinβ, Lord Shogun. Thβ new Arashikage was hopinβ yaβd be interested in a partnership tβ takinβ down those freaky cultists. They attacked us as well, and Kβnoha from whaβ I heard.β
β±β°β± Mystic Hero β The user has become adept at blending their ninjutsu and bukijutsu. The user is able to cast ninjutsu from their weapon without the use of hand signs by making any flourish or deliberate movement to cast the technique in the direction the weapon is commanded. This requires the same amount of time as the forming of hand signs to cast ninjutsu. They are also able to Korabo 1 ninjutsu and 1 bukijutsu together with varying cool downs for a single activation. E-D - 0 C-B - 1 A-S - 2 S+ - 3
In addition Dual Ancestry are able to Korabo bloodline techniques at varying cool downs depending on the technique ranks for a single activation. E-D - 0 C-B - 1 A-S - 2 S+ - 3
Buster Sword techniques cost 5 less chakra/stamina per rank (Max: 30)
β±β°β± Surf or Swim | Walking on or submerged in water, Hoshigaki can dodge for one rank less in resource and their speed is boosted by [1] at E-C body rank and [2] at B-S+ body rank. They are also able to use bloodline techniques with somatic gestures.
β±β°β± Sharkskin | When the Hoshigaki's blade makes contact with a target, they absorb chakra equal to the defense used. They can also start with an additional [2] bukijutsu styles.
β±β°β± Aquatic Mastery | The user's suiton techniques may be doubled in size for no additional cost. This does not effect the strength of the user's suiton techniques. In addition, should the user's water ninjutsu or clan techniques interact with another suiton technique, the user's technique steals one rank of chakra from the opposing technique. If this overpowers the opponents technique, this technique continues on it's path normally.
β±β°β± Can't be Tamed | The clan member is able to use bukijutsu while in half/beast mode, and natural weaponry (fangs, claws, horns) can be used, logically, in lieu of formal weapons. Their resourcefulness in beast form translates into their anthro/kemonomimi form, allowing them to use bukijutsu for one rank less cost (does not stack with other bukijutsu reductions).
β±β°β± Unleash the Beast | The clan member is unforgiving in their strikes. Taijutsu techniques of the user may apply one tier higher trauma status at the following ranks. E-C Rank: Tier 2, B-A Rank: Tier 3 and S-S+ Rank: Tier 4. The user may use clan techniques through animalistic vocalizations but this takes just as much time to mold chakra as handseals.
β’ Sharkskin is tough and jarring to others so any physical contact made with a Hoshigaki results in tier one paralysis on the limb that made contact with the Hoshigaki. β’ Bukijutsu costs [10] less resource to use at every body rank, maxing out at 60 less at S+, always to a minimum of 5 resource paid per technique.
β° Ogre's Grip [ Oni no Haaku ] | Rank S | Training Through their rigorous endeavors with their mighty weapon, the practitioner has developed immaculate upper body strength. Because of this impressive development, the user needs only a single hand to wield large sized weapons.
β° Fallen Strength | Rank A | Training The user's monstrous strength allows them to wield their hammer with a single hand, freeing their second hand for various tasks. Techniques of this style along with basic combat weapon techniques for this style of weapon are able to be used with a single hand.
β° Flame Breathing Pattern [ Kaen KokyΕ« HΕhΕ ] | Rank D | Training The user is accustomed to the unique and various breaths that it takes to preform physical attacks as well as to channel chakra. This allows the user to passively detect when an offensive action is about to occur, giving them a [1] point increase in agility per body rank of the user. Additionally, once every three posts, the user is able to defend against an offensive activation without utilizing an activation.
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Seiichi just felt so giddy meeting a living legend like this. Akaran's fiery red hair would stand out among the darker colors within the office, a beacon that called to the singularity that was the weaponless samurai. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the boy, causing the younger samurai to gain a pink color to his cheeks. He hadn't gotten many hugs like this before since Kenji left, and being hugged by another guy was...odd. Not like it was a bad thing, so maybe that's why Seiichi would hug back despite the height difference between them. The hug was brief but Seiichi's color on his cheeks certainly wasn't, reaching a shade of crimson hue that rivaled the man's hair himself. Even after the display, he couldn't help but replay the scene over and over again in his mind on an endless loop. He wasn't sure why it wouldn't leave out of his little spikey head while doing his bets not too seem too affected by it (and filing miserably). Just the strong arms around him and his hardened body, Akaran was a good hugger. Maybe he had done this before a lot to people who recognized him? He definitely didn't do it with Akihiko alone to get this good. Wait, why was he still thinking about this? Seiichi mentally scolded himself for letting his thoughts get to him just as he felt Akaran's heavy hand fall upon his head and mess with his hair.
"S-Seiryu Seiichi." he answered, facing Akaran while that blush was still on his face. Feeling fingers glide across his auburn locks felt good to the samurai, enough that he exhaled a little out of delight at the sensations of it. "I'm Kenji's younger brother." After a moment of sizing him up, Akaran would compliment the boy and even impart a little life lesson to him. One that was rather conflicting considering the circumstances for their visit. He had tried to greet the two Jashinists before but nothing good had come out of it besides the Sacred Flames be temporarily doused. He gave a soft pout but gave a nod to Akaran. His wisdom did sound like it could help in the future, and Seiichi did want to become a great samurai so that the Seiryu could wash their hands of the events which had transpired so recently. "I promise." he gave a nod before a boisterous voice would announce their survival.
Lord Chahito had arrived in his usual fashion. He approached the Shogun but would apparently have run into Thresher and Akari. The Fire Emperor had disappeared? How the hell could that have happened? Seiichi listened to the arrogant man and would seem most troubled by what he was implying his request to be until he outright said it. He wanted Zaishin forces to assist him in usurping the vacant throne for himself. Seiichi bit his tongue but grew anxious about Musunde's response. Zaishin not only was recovering from a massive toll in their numbers from the current Shogun's actions. There would be no possible way they could spare enough men and defend the village if he had planned to lend his support. Fortunately, Musunde made his intentions of not leading more of his people to an early death and offered the man shelter instead. A breath of relief left Seiichi's lips. Thresher spoke up next about possibly a temporary partnership between Zaishin and Arashi as the Jashinist attacks would grow ever more rampant. Seiichi would at least feel a bit more at ease while he would glance up at Akaran to see his reaction. These pests weren't just centralized to any one area, widespread. Something had definitely happened to cause them to grow aggressive like this. And he wasn't keen to allow any Zaishin people to fall victim to them. "Have you ever fought against one of these Jashinists, Akaran?" he asked in hopes that the man might be able to help. "I saw them use blood like ninjutsu to exstinguish the Sacred Flame."
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β±β°β±When Akaran turned to look at the strange goings-on of the Shogun's court he was somewhat fixated on the shark girl. She was so tall and powerful looking and he kept looking to see if she had gills. He tried to avert his gaze realizing that it was rude of him to stare at Thresher. However, the oni was only able to look at another animal hybrid person that was a cat woman. I remember Arashi had lots of yokai but I don't remember so many animal people. Akaran thought with an innocent sense of childlike wonderment. Then when Chahito made an appearance Akaran was not amused. He seems mean. Aka instinctively crossed his arms as he watched the pompous man prance about the Shogun's palace. However, there was more pressing business that Seiichi asked him about. Akaran nodded as he remembered his last encounter with a Jashinist. "Yes, Seiichi. A-ki-hi-ko and me fought a Jashinist. She attacked us for no reason and almost killed me with a blood ritual." This was not a fond memory for Akaran and he knew better than to underestimate Jashin's cult after that experience. He then shook his head in disappointment when Seiichi mentioned that they doused the sacred flames of the Seinaru Enjo. "Those are bad people, Sei-i-chi. Their religion is based on hurting people. We have to stop them." Akaran's tone was far more serious than usual. He was not a religious person but he did not have a problem with any faith with the exception of Jashinism based on their violent beliefs. He found Musunde's responses to Chahito and Thresher to be dignified and intelligent as usual. He was always impressed to see his leader operating up close like this. "I think working together with the shinobi is a good idea. What do you think, Sei-i-chi?" Akaran kindly asked the young Seiryu for his input as they watched events unfold before them.
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Class Information First Class: Taijutsu β±β°β± Berserker β Your external training and devotion to taijutsu has allowed you to have a [+1] stat increases to Strength and Endurance. Your hardened body naturally is as protective as Heavy Tier armor without its drawbacks. Degradation of the user's natural defenses applies in the same manner as armor. Once depleted, any damage the user takes, no matter the rank of damage applied increases the user's strength and speed by 1 stat point each for two posts up to 9 points. Should the user take additional damage before the end of the second post, the increase stacks, refreshing it's active time. Second Class: Taijutsu β±β°β± Brawler β Your taijutsu is just one side of your skill, as you are also versed in utilizing ninjutsu as well. Your Speed and Agility are enhanced by [+1] and you gain an additional [4] ninjutsu slots per rank. Once every other post all three of your activations in a post can be used for offensive taijutsu. Additionally, the user gains a keystone technique and two additional custom slots for taijutsu. Refer to the Keystone Guideline for more information. Third Class: Bloodline β±β°β± Dual Ancestry β Dual Ancestry allows you to have full access to two bloodlines upon creation including all techniques, abilities, and personal attributes associated with them. For biographical purposes, your secondary bloodline may be genetic or implanted at your discretion. This discipline gives you [4] bloodline PAs to be used only for the optional attributes of your dual bloodlines on top of the [2] personal attributes you receive at base for a total of [6]. If two elemental bloodlines are chosen then the primary bloodline's elemental affinities become your base elements and you gain full access to those elements while your secondary bloodline gives you locked elemental affinities that you cannot learn ninjutsu techniques from but you gain full access to the secondary bloodline. Locked elemental affinities can be unlocked through methods such as ninjutsu class or personal attributes. Elemental affinity personal attributes are automatically allotted to locked affinities. Jiongu users do not have access to Dual Ancestry nor can they be chosen as a secondary bloodline. Dual Ancestry users do not have access to the implant system including the Genetic Palette personal attribute. If you use multiple techniques from both of your bloodlines in the same post without Korabo then those techniques are increased in effectiveness by one rank. β±β°β± Dedicated Disciple β A disciple who chooses to specialize in a small number of their class's arts. Limiting themselves to three of their class's styles, granting overwhelming in all three styles up to S Rank. Any additional slots that would be awarded for their class's styles are converted into a 2 point increase in any stats of their choosing. In addition, these masters of their arts are able to have a 1 point increase in their stats cap of 8 making it 9. Styles granted from rewards may be learned but do not carry the overwhelming property and the user is capped out at 5 styles. βΊ Kyotoryuu [ Signature Style ] | Kote Art | Eight Gates
Personal Attributes β±β°β± Swordless Swordsman | As a fastidious student of Kyotoryuu, he is able to use small and medium blade bukijutsu styles through his "knife hands" causing them to act as taijutsu techniques in effect while consuming bukijutsu slots. β±β°β± Wandering Warrior | The Soko Sento and Kote Art styles can be used with an unarmored body. β±β°β± Unyielding Willow | Grants [2] stat points rather than [1] for the mastery of stages three and six of the Dance of the Meadow style for a total of [4] stat points. The Endurance stat cap of the Kaguya increases by [1] to a maximum of [9]. Finally, if half the resource cost of a bone armor technique is spent then it gains the attributes of armor and this does not cost a combat action. If the bone armor technique is E-Rank then it is considered very light armor, D-C rank for light armor, B-A rank for medium armor, and S-S+ rank for heavy armor. β±β°β± Martial Paragon | The favored fighting styles of the Kaguya are Taijutsu and Bukijutsu and, as a result, the Kaguya is able to start off with 2 additional taijutsu or bukijutsu styles. Finally, all complex Dance of the Meadow techniques are treated as spiritual in collision with other complex techniques. β±β°β± Curse Born | Forbidden Seals, including Curse of the Blood Orchid, owned by this rpc have an additional 100 corrupted nature chakra stored in their seal. This increases their cap from 400 to 500. Also, the Kaguya is able to recover faster from the drawbacks of forbidden seals following the deactivation of the seal making the stat reductions last for three posts rather than five. β±β°β± Mountain Clan | Oni are able to korabo suiton and sake techniques without the sake being reduced in strength. These can be korabo'd for one activation every two posts. In this circumstance, sake creation techniques are unnecessary but an augment needs to be paid for to korabo with the suiton technique. The Oni starts with [2] additional taijutsu styles upon creation. β±β°β± Clever Brew Master | The Oni receives two additional customs per body rank to produce new brew types. They are able to cast bloodline techniques through somatic movements. Their saketon pool is increased by 100. The Oni receives [1] point of strength and endurance at D-Rank and a second point of strength and endurance at B-Rank. β±β°β± Ogrelord | The Oni's saketon pool is increased by 200. Sake used by the Oni remove or restore chakra from the target two ranks below the rank brewed for poisonous or medicinal brews respectively. The Oni restores an additional 50 saketon per post passively. The Oni's stamina is increased by 200 and taijutsu techniques cost 10 stamina less at a minimum of 5. β±β°β± It's All Ogre Now | Akaran's oni heritage allows him to add an additional 100 chakra to his saketon reserves and cannot be increased beyond this.
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β°β°β° | α΄Κα΄ΚΙͺα΄α΄ | β°β°β° When Musunde responded by asking about Masahiro's disappearance, Chahito nodded emphatically. "Yes! How bizarre is that? We don't know where he went. Perhaps a wolf carried him away?" Chahito raised this query as he tapped his chin. He briefly mused over the possibility of a wolf taking him away. However, he quickly became furious when Musunde rejected his offer. "Oh come now Lord Shogun. I'm sure the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." Chahito spoke through a scoff as he waved his arms around dismissively. When Musunde expanded on this point with more logic, Chahito's frustration only grew. He was now boiling as he retrieved a large glass jar of mustache oil from his pocket. It had a clear label on it with his own face. It was Chahito's Patented Mustache Oilβ’. He plunged his entire right hand into the jar and when Thresher insulted him about it he unironically turned while stroking his own beard with an excessive amount of glossy oil. Much of the excess oil left his beard and spilled onto the floor by Musunde's feet. He closed the jar and gave it to Yamata who stored it away for him before he pointed at Thresher again. When he jabbed his finger at her even more oil flew around the room. "Silence, shark girl! Lord Shogun why haven't you put all of these disgusting insolent animals in a zoo yet?!" Chahito waved his greasy hand around the room at the giant lion thing, Thresher, and the cat girl who asked who he was. His gesture was if to express "oh no you didn't" while making the palace dirty with mustache oil. "Come now, Musunde, we're not so different you and I." Chahito was now pleading in an effort to get Musunde to support his ambition of becoming the fire emperor. He was speaking to him as if they were on a first-name basis. He was arrogant but quickly growing desperate in an attempt to hold onto his misused finances and political power. "I heard you stabbed your father in the chest to become Shogun while I...may have slipped some poison into my father Midorihito's teacup one morning to become the daimyo of the Tea Country." Chahito admitted to assassinating his father to rise to the throne before Masahiro's visit to the Tea Country. Yamata and the Tea Country guards then looked at Chahito in shock at his admission. Chahito believed that he could connect with someone as power-hungry as Musunde. They could connect on the fact of killing their own fathers for positions of authority in Chahito's mind. "Don't you realize how powerful our alliance would be?! The Fire Empire and the samurai! You could return your people to the glory that Seizo could only dream of!" This was Chahito's final plea as Yamada stared at him in disgust and outrage. "Chahito...you didn't..." Yamada was fuming as he considered the implications of what he said. "No, I should've known. Lord Midorihito was perfectly healthy the day before and suddenly he dies the next morning after breakfast..." Yamada then motioned at Chahito as the tea guards unsheathed their swords and pointed them at Chahito. Tears streamed down Yamada's face as he spoke. "I loved your father, Chahito! And he loved you! How could you do this?! You will stand trial!" Chahito scoffed as he looked at his guards and advisor turning on him. "How dare you?! My father was a bumbling old fool! He dared to threaten to take away my summer palace! He had to go!" Chahito defended his patricide by coming off as even more spoiled and craven in his pursuit of wealth and power. "I served your father and your family for decades! He raised me out of poverty and gave me and my daughters a life we never could've dreamed of! And you killed him! Guards, take him away!" The loyal advisor Yamada pointed at Chahito and the guards narrowed in. "This is mutiny! Lord Shogun I accept your protection! Stop these fools!" Chahito ran behind Musunde's throne and crouched in fear.
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The response that the shogun gave to Chahito felt like it were the proper response to such a request. At least as far as Akari could see, but she really wasn't one for politics. It just seemed like the politest way of telling Chahito no at the moment. However, Akari couldn't help agree with Thresher's statement. "Oh! Maybe that's what you've been smelling since we got here. It is quite a strong smell." Akari said with a pleasant smile that hid her general discontent for the man. The woman's ears twitched as she heard mention that their sacred flame had been put out. Akari wondered what Seiichi had meant about the sacred flame. It must have been pretty important to the samurai for the jashinists to attack it. Before she could really ask about this, Chahito started speaking to Thresher once again. Akari's brows furrowed as they were referred to as animals which wasn't near the same reaction Ao gave. The large lion who had been sitting on it's hind legs at this point rose to its standing position before she growled at the man. Akari sighed and put a hand on Ao's leg. "It's not our place unless told to do so." Akari told her companion. Ao grumbled to herself before sitting back down. It seemed they wouldn't have to do anything as Chahito outed his own crimes to the entire room. It was either the funniest thing Akari had ever seen or the most dramatic. The woman really had to struggle to prevent herself from laughing from the discomfort she felt. "Wow. This rat called us animals." Akari said to Thresher as she waited to see what the Shogun's reaction would be to all of this unfolding.
Akaran would have indeed interacted with one of the Jashinists running around as of late alongside Akihiko. Even so much as to almost meeting his end in one of their weird rituals. Seiichi would looked surprised that they would go to such lengths, but if what the one woman hinted at, their cruelty was beyond any other. "Almost killed you? These guys must be tougher than you thought if they can fight you. B-But as long as you're here, we'll definitely be safe. I know a lot of the villagers and other samurai will too. I can try my best as well." Musunde's response for Chahito went about as well as he expected it to go. The aspiring emperor would go on and on about his dynasty in the sun and something about a wolf who had caused the last one to vanish into thin air. Seiichi scooted towards Akari and would stand in the tips of his toes to whisper, "Things aren't usually this strange. Lord Chahito is a very...eventful person."
He focused back on his conversation with Akaran and looked delighted that he would up for coordination with the shinobi to this threat. When asked for his opinion, he'd think for a moment and then just go with what his heart told him. "I think it's a good idea. It's a rough start, but I think this is a chance to repair the events that happened to the previous Shogun. I'm just worried how we would even fight against these Jashinists. They don't look like you can reason with them, and drawing blood might just power them up even more. It's about a easy as dodging droplets of rain." he sighed, crossed his arms while looking up at the taller (and more cool) samurai. "But I know siding with the shinobi is our best bet right now. We just don't have the forces."
The hour of vengeance was fast approaching, the man of five blades walked through the village calmly. Looking about the area, he could tell as he had before. This place was no different than it use to be. The shogun abandoned the village, it had been left leaderless and chaotic. There was no force to bind the noble clans together, no force to bind the less than noble clans together. Nothing seemed to be going right for this poor unfortunate place. Something that could have been good, ruined. The single man approached the Iron Castle with confidence. Perhaps security was lightened up, perhaps they had to deal with something else instead? After all, the chaos of the clans fighting for power was something everyone had to deal with. It didn't matter to the man, he wanted to simply see it. Each and every time he set foot into this village his rage had only grown more. He was blinded by it, a once noble man broken by the people, the voices in his head, the pain of the many people he felt. Every one of them wanting only one thing, one thing that would give them all true peace. The destruction of Zaishin, watching the village burn to the ground. Flooding the village. Covering it in a poisonous gas. Anything they could possibly do in order to cause it's destruction.
Entering the Iron Castle, what little true security they had left was quickly dispatched. There was no holding back anymore. Everyone that could possibly get in the way simply had to die now. One by one samurai fell from seemingly nothing. The man simply walked the halls, seemed completely unmoving. But he knew that wasn't what he was doing. Each samurai that was cleaved was his doing. Eventually he made it to the top of the castle. Standing, no words would come from his person. A look of anger, madness, chaos plastered across his face. He would remove each of his blades from their sheathes, one by one. Power once wielded by those betrayed by this village.
Slamming the first blade into the iron beneath him, piercing the castle with the katana. Flames erupted all about the castle, setting the entirety of the castle and a few of the surrounding building aflame. Nearby civilians incinerated in a mere moment. The iron castle now was glowing read as the flames of the Seinaru set the building ablaze. "Burn it down."
The second blade slammed into the iron below his feet. Far beneath him, at the grounds below the castle's walls. The earth became white, like a sacred circle of sorts that would generate a white glow that shone upwards all the way back up to where the man stood. Yokai in the caught up in the area would fall to their knees. Weakened to the point of being unable to move, collapsing to the ground in a burning agony. The sacred salts of the Hogosha. "Make the beasts suffer."
The third blade, a blue hue covered it as it pierced in the same fashion as the last two. Surrounding the circle of salt, waters seemed to rise from nowhere. Flooding the surrounding area, as if the harsh seas had been called upon from nowhere and place within the village itself. Buildings destroyed by crashing waves, people drowning in the waters below. Whirlpools forming from the floodwaters of the Seiryuu. "Flood their homes."
The forth blade, a sickly purple color. Miasma began to spread around the castle. The insides of the castle no longer safe to enter. Some parts of the outside becoming shrouded in the thick purple smoke of the Mahofu. Coughing, Choking. Skeletal Forms raising up around the castle as if the be the guards of the castle. Even some of the recently dead forms of civilians and samurai alike raising. Thick miasma pouring from their corpses. "Raise their dead to fight against them."
Then finally the last blade. A specially marked one....the man had paused for a moment to look over the blade. The first blade he had. The first one he had to kill. His student from many years ago. The one he had to watch as she was nearly killed by the people of this city. The one who's voice screamed in his head the loudest. Raising the blade to the sky, it would float into the air. A bolt of lighting struck the blade. Dark clouds forming in the skies, lightning beginning to strike the areas around the village much more often than normal. "Call my storm upon them. Show them the power they so desperately desired." Then it was done, he knew he was sure that he'd be met by opposition soon. He need only wait for them to get through to him...and he would strike them down too.
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The havoc currently wrecking the village would be of great interest to Makara, the beast having been following Machigai for quite some time now, mainly deciding that it was within her best interests for food to follow the brown haired man after scarfing down some of his residual "messes" he made of most of the samurai forces during the beginning areas. So far be it from her to mind the current slaughter happening at the Shogun's Palace. To her, it was a free buffet of food, with her morsels at the willing. She lagged behind the man, casually strolling behind him from above until he came to the doors before she leapt down from her perch above. Machigai did his things and would silently carve his way inside of the building, Makara dutifully scurrying in and helping herself to some samurai. The carnage reminded her if the feeding frenzied she used to go on long ago when trying to starve herself once being free from her captor, which had always resulted in her waking up days later by a pile of half eaten animals or sometimes the occasional human. Everyone was a dish, no matter what size. Her teeth sunk into the thigh of a beheaded man, tearing apart chunks before noticing that the trail had gone cold. She flicked her tongue out to taste the air. Lots of death and bloodshed, yet it was culminating upwards, towards the central building. She swallowed a mouthful of meat before then running for the stairs. Once there, Makara began to leap upwards from railing to railing, her mass causing the framework and metal to creak at the improper weight balance. But to the beast, it didn't matter all that much.
About the time she launched herself on the roof, the place would catch itself on fire, with waves of elemental destruction taking the inhabitants and more inside for the worst fate imaginable. But Makara walked forward, dodging spots where the flames had risen from the roof before taking up seat just behind the man standing in the middle of the inferno, tail swishing behind her while she'd wish him well with a knowing tongue flick. Mlem.
Musica simply locked eyes with Seiitaigen, scowling while he and Seika both spoke to her. βI disagree.β She eventually replied to both of them, her tone firm. βWhatβs there to understand? Samurai placed themselves at the top, and keep anyone else from joining the Big Kids club by any means necessary. Itβs easier to understand than a picture book.β Musica recalled her weapon and turned her head to look at the tower in the center of Zaishin. She was thankful that her goal was a landmark that stood out so well. She couldnβt imagine if the old man had given her directions like βturn left after the third ice cream standβ or something. The young woman didnβt dwell on it long before returning her focus to the group at hand. βShinobi or samurai, it doesnβt make a bit of difference. Fundamentally, our jobs are the same.β
βWhen we picked up our weapons, we did it by choosing to protect those who canβt protect themselves. Whatever that means on an individual level, there was still the choice-β Musica glanced at Seika for a brief moment. β-to turn your weapon on your own people, or against the ones threatening them. And a lot of our problems, the Jashin crisis included, stem from too many people choosing the first option. Itβs a cycle of violence, pure and simple. And as the ones that people look up to, either for safety or for vengeance, itβs our jobs to set the example. I decided a long time ago that my sword is a sword thatβll be used for justice, not for meaningless violence.β Musica made a simple handsign with her one hand and instantly a mirror of ice appeared behind her, accompanied by a chilling breeze. βIf you ever want this civil war to end, I would suggest that you do the same.β With that said, Musica leaned back and fell into the surface of the mirror. The APD chief disappeared as if the mirror was merely made of water, before the frozen creation shattered into diamond dust.
Even though she had said that before she left, Musica had to be honest about the fact that she didnβt have a game plan. As she crouched in the shadows of a recently extinguished building, the white haired shinobi looked up at Tetsujo tower. She had no real idea who was at the top of the tower, or what kind of forces he commanded. Hell, she didnβt even know the layout of the tower. βCβmon, Musica. Itβs a tower, it canβt be that hard. It only goes one wayβ¦β she sighed to herself. Musica could feel her leg become jittery with nerves as she scanned the area for the safest, and stealthiest way, up or into the tower.
As Music approached the tower, she would notice the carnage that had occurred here already. While there was a war happening on the outer ring of Zaishin, where the currently was...the inner areas of the large village was eerily quiet and lifeless. Stray flames burning nearby and the sound of the wind perhaps being the only thing that could be heard. More importantly, were the bodies that seemed to be just about everywhere. Blood, gore, it was even oddly wet. If Music would take time to examine any of the various bodies of both Samurai and Civilian alike would notice almost none of them had died in the same way. Some seemed to have been drowned, others burned, struck by lightning, suffocated, cut into pieces, chunks bitten out of them, decayed and more. No one person died in the same way as another person had died. As she looked for a stealthy way in, the thought of stealth would no longer truly be an option for her. Behind her form the bodies of dead samurai rose in unison. Thick purple mist flowing from their forms. They moved fairly slow, shambling almost. As they raised their blades all in unison to attack Musica at once. Then the same smoke would begin to pour from more of the bodies surrounding Musica as they all began to rise as she dealt with the five that had risen first.
As she walked closer to the tower, Musica stopped to examine one of the many corpses lying on the ground. Not one body shared the same possible cause of death, sporting varying wounds from different sources. Was this an organized group, perhaps? Musica had been under the impression it was just one person, based on what had been said. But sheβd been wrong before. The Jonin gently put down the arm of the corpse sheβd been examining and rose to her feet, just in time to hear a familiar clanging of weapons. Musica turned to see a small group of damaged samurai shambling towards her in unison. Their wounds were familiar, but it took the young woman a second to recognize from where. But when she did, her face fell into shock as she quickly pieced together what was happening. Her assailants were samurai sheβd passed by on her way here! But how? They were dead!
βNo time to think about that nowβ¦β She said to herself, taking a half step back as the corpses readied their weapons. Thankfully they were slow. Very slow. It gave Musica crucial seconds to calm herself, βcoolingβ her mind and her chakra just before the zombies took their swings. The white haired shinobi sidestepped the first strike, continuously moving in a spiral pattern around the incoming slashes. [Spiral Step B>>A Rank Complex] Between her dance around the samurai, their attempts to hit her, and the chakra she was building up, a small gust of wind began to form around Musica and the five corpses. With each dodge it would build in pressure, growing stronger each second, until sheβd managed to maneuver her way out of being surrounded. With a yell and a burst of chakra, Musica swung her arm up like an uppercut, using her chakra to manipulate the gusts of wind sheβd created into a spiraling tornado, strong enough to lift the corpses into the air. [Ice Release: Heaven Blast of the Dragon A>>S Rank Overwhelming]
Musica didnβt wait to see the results of her jutsu, as the sounds of more corpses crawling to their feet could be heard clanging across the street. βs**tβ¦β The shinobi muttered before forming a sign by holding two fingers high above her head. With a small effort of chakra, a thick mist began to roll into the city square, obscuring the vision of anyone but Musica. [Hidden Mist Technique D Rank] Then she turned and ran in the direction of the tower and, if unopposed, would meld into the stone wall like it was made of water. [Mayfly S+]
"Speaking"
Thinking
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Ichengo Angelus
First Action:
β° Spiral Step [ Rasen KΕshin | Rank B>>S | Taijutsu | Complex Musica moves in a spiral manner while dodging an oncoming attack, keeping her chakra "cool" against her opponents offensive "hot" chakra. This motion increases her Agility by [2] when this technique is cast. Spiral Step creates a burst of frigid air in a [20] Foot Radius, applying Tier 2 Frostbite to anyone within that radius, and freezes ranged techniques of its potency or lower. If used in the same post as Hiru Shoten Ha, this technique costs no activation.
β° Ice Release: Heaven Blast of the Dragon [ HiryΕ« ShΕten Ha ] | Rank A>>S Overwhelming | Bloodline | Spiritual Musica forms a string of handsigns and creates a tornado of arctic winds. This technique knocks a target into the air five feet per rank of the jutsu and inflicts Tiered Vertigo as well as Frostbite. If used in the same post as Rasen Koshin, this jutsu is treated as S Rank in potency. This effect can only be applied once every 3 posts.
Second Action:
β° Hidden Mist Technique [ Kirigakure no Jutsu ] | Rank D The Shinobi causes the area surrounding their target to be covered in fog. The low visibility causes T1 blindness allows the Shinobi to silently and secretly assassinate their target. The mist lasts [4] posts.
β° Mist Vision Technique [ Kiri Shikaku no Jutsu ] | Rank D Passive A technique usually used with the Hidden Mist Technique, the Mist Vision technique allows the user to see through the heavy mist, steam, or any other condition caused by water in the air. The technique is passive and activates when the user's vision would otherwise be obstructed by mist. When within a fog or mist, the user must use D-Rank chakra during the first post of use followed by an E-Rank amount as upkeep, this allows the user to see through all mist or steam as long as this is active regardless of rank. Does not consume an activation to be used. Negates any blindness status caused by moisture in the air.
Third Action: (maybe?)
β° Mayfly [ Kagerou ] | Rank S+ The user channels chakra throughout their entire body, allowing them to meld into the ground beneath them. Doing so completely removes their presence from being picked up by dojutsu or sensory techniques of the rank of the technique and lower. In addition, the user may only use sensory techniques while this technique is active, requiring an upkeep cost of two ranks below the rank of this technique per post.
With the destruction of the five undead samurai, and the target of the rest of them disappearing into the walls the others fell back to the ground. Awaiting their next unsuspecting victim to walk into the trap that had been laid out. The man atop the large tower paced back and forth. The city was collapsing in on itself, war had started because of his actions. His plan worked a little different than he expected....but probably better than he expected as well. An interruption now wouldn't be too bad, however it was also unwelcome. The woman who had set off his trap of zombies would be an issue perhaps. Machigai would turn to look at Makara. There was no emotion to his gaze, nor his tone. It had virtually all been drained from him from the years of torture and agony he experienced through holding the weapons of his companions and then using them as he did to begin all this. "Looks like dinner has come early for you." The samurai said to the lizard girl, implying to her that she could feel free to go ahead and take on the attempted invader of their domain.
