Seeing the senior citizien walk in, the Oasis member provided a respectful bow, deeper and lower than his, while assenting with a single word, "Sir." To what extent, if at all, she reflected on her own rash words was impossible to see. The already inscrutable face and actions was made much more so when she stepped back into a position behind the higher ranking member of Oasis and bowed her head.
Senran's ramblings received no response from the ducked head. She could be looking at him. The angle of the mask and face allowed for it if she were to roll her eyes up. However, whether she had or not was impossible to tell.
Clementine's discomfort was, similarly, also ignored. The Danse Macabre unit was primarily research-oriented. There were doctors, yes, but also not doctors as well as doctors who were simply unused to handling patients gently. The observation and analysis would have been taken through from beginning to end without pause so long as the obstructions weren't too great.
The masked attendant did, however, speak up when Clementia asked a direct and clear question with an objective answer. "Neo-Konohagakure to the east is the closest village of the two largest," the honey-like voice crisply stated.
Then, since a senior personnel was present, the unknown figure bowed and politely left to attend to her own tasks.
(OOC: Edited since I realized the npc could leave now.)
Overlord Diaus
NecroPlant
I Tortured Sleep I
Wolfe Whitehorn
Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2019 8:37 pm
Akoto stood in front of the secluded hideaway for the organization. The gap in time since returning to the village had soured her view of Arashigakure and such. It had all become so tiresome. The constant fighting, the petty things people would go to war with them. Her goals had become a little strayed from once what they were. Now instead of becoming a kage, Akoto felt it was better for her to really just simply do as Kagerou had suggested before. Become a healer; a mender of wounds. It all sounded quite nice and maybe a break away from Arashi would do her good. She moved up towards the front entrance in Akito's form and wound announce herself to the people there.
"Hello? I wish to learn more about OASIS."
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> Support Specialist l Akoto is capable of conferring a moderate stat boost to any ally that they desire. This stat boost can be what ever the medic wishes, however it can only go on one ally for as long as the medic wishes. Additionally to this, she is able to use healing eseijutsu on an ally from a distance as opposed to having to touch them. The range for this is fifty [50] feet. > Blood Knight l Akoto's bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. > Naturalization l With their connection to natural energy, the Senju have learned to eliminate the usage of handseals for mokuton, instead able to form ninjutsu with simplistic somatic actions such as claps, waves of the arms, stomps etc. In addition, they are capable of creating their Mokuton techniques from any surface that isn't in use by another ninja. This includes their own Mokuton techniques. > {Senju} All Mokuton techniques that absorb chakra from demons do not confer that chakra to the Senju, rather simply naturalizing it and releasing it into the world harmlessly.
{ Stats and Stat Bonuses }
Current Stats
Speed [ +0 ] xx Strength: N/A [ +0 ] xx Relfex [ +3 ] xx Fortitude: N/A [ +0 ]
Clementia Anna Fortressa Kaguya " God i hate my life that far inland..hmm thank yah thank yah cutie...oh and she gone hmm oh well" Shrugging her shoulder he attention turned to the older man in the beaked mask" Well i do wanna say thanks for the info and if your Oasis ever needs a package delivered to or from some where my prices are rather reasonable and i guess ill be working out of...neo..Konha,,ugh" "
Grabbing the wallet the pilfered wallet Clem opened it up pulling the cash from it and placing it on trhe bed behind her " This may or may not cover that window the boy broke buuut it should help" Knowing she didnt need the wallet with how she could remember the boy from a glance it might come in handy later if she needed it for finding him again.She woulda liked to finish the conversation with the white haired man but unless he or any of the others there stopped her Clem would begin to leave the room
Novasse
I Tortured Sleep I
NecroPlant
Wolfe Whitehorn
HeadlessKoko
Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2019 7:26 am
pup pup pupโฉ.Blessed is a mortal for they've nothing to lose.โฉ
"I do so hope we'll meet again. Perhaps on other terms mhmhmhm." he'd wave off the girl to embrace her newfound freedoms. "Well, well, with not much else to do here I believe I will continue to stay and make better myself before I do head out into what this world again holds for me." Senran would stand, he'd then begin to leave the room and position himself within a room for those who simply sought shelter and assistance. He would engage in some rather...odd small talk. Constantly asking those in the room what it was they desired. Should no others approach him he'd take his leave of this lovely little place and keep note of it...although one of the individuals did bring up an interesting location. A place known as Estia. For some peculiar reason his hairs would tingle and he'd smile. _________________________________________________
The veiled figure at the desk ignored Akoto for a solid couplw of moments before slowly turning their head to face them. Even though the face was completely hidden, one could still feel the waves of indiference. When he spoke, his voice grated like sanded iron. "Yeh? I see..." His voice lilted across with an exotic accent that could probably been seen as atractive if it werent for the complete apathy behind it. "And 'xactly whatcha hoping to find out, miss sir pers'n?" Hands folded as elbows rested on the desk in front of him, and a chin was promptly placed on that.
{ Thank you for being so patient with me, I'll try to move this along as fast as I can in the coming days, }
Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2019 10:05 pm
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Senkaku sighed as he watched the various actions take course around him, only the Majiin seemed sane among them. As the young girl took money from a pilfered wallet and set it onto the bed, he took it to hand and shook his head. Neo-Konohagakure, he reminisced, he had visited not too long past.
As another made their way in and was quickly seized by another as they asked about how they could learn more of OASIS. Senkaku chuckled at the brusque response he got and turned to face one of the interior corridors.
"If Yuki or Nightengale come looking for me, I'll be back in RESEARCH and DEVELOPMENT. I assume one of you can pass that message along. Not you, though Majiin, you're creepy." The wisened old man said as he turned his back entirely to the others and made his way into the deeper sections of the facility.
To say that the welcome Akoto had recieved was anything but warm would have been quite the understatement. The figure at the desk had not recognized that another being was in the same room as him for quite some time. Right after the ten second mark, Akoto was ready speak again to gain his attention but he bid him welcome in a tone that she hadn't heard before. It was rough, maybe even screech-like. She puffed her cheeks out though would continue on. "I wanted to join after hearing it around Arashi...I know some medic stuff..."
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> Support Specialist l Akoto is capable of conferring a moderate stat boost to any ally that they desire. This stat boost can be what ever the medic wishes, however it can only go on one ally for as long as the medic wishes. Additionally to this, she is able to use healing eseijutsu on an ally from a distance as opposed to having to touch them. The range for this is fifty [50] feet. > Blood Knight l Akoto's bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. > Naturalization l With their connection to natural energy, the Senju have learned to eliminate the usage of handseals for mokuton, instead able to form ninjutsu with simplistic somatic actions such as claps, waves of the arms, stomps etc. In addition, they are capable of creating their Mokuton techniques from any surface that isn't in use by another ninja. This includes their own Mokuton techniques. > {Senju} All Mokuton techniques that absorb chakra from demons do not confer that chakra to the Senju, rather simply naturalizing it and releasing it into the world harmlessly.
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Speed [ +0 ] xx Strength: N/A [ +0 ] xx Relfex [ +3 ] xx Fortitude: N/A [ +0 ]
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I Tortured Sleep I
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2019 11:43 am
Novasse
"That'll be Dr Kura y' lookin' for. Go to your right, d'n the hall, take a left, fourth d'r on th' right." There was amusement in his voice now as he turned back to his paperwork. "Can't miss 'em."
He could hardly see a thing. Sure, he was covered in the dark burgundy of dried blood with some fresh crimson seeping from who knows where, but even when he was sure that he'd be able to see, there were only blurs. Everything was a grey blur. The overwhelming pain had gotten to the point where he couldn't feel if he was actually walking or not anymore, but he was sure that his tendrils would have stopped him from falling if there was any threat of it. Or he was already dead, and stuck in his own personal purgatory of wandering nowhere while hoping to find a destination. The pain didn't bother him, it was the inability to feel anything else that brought some level of fear to his last remaining heart. Dying now, would I really have accomplished anything? He thought, only to mentally kick himself. The moment he started becoming pensive was when he truly was hopeless.
I wasn't careful enough. That's all it was. I was careless. Maybe if I...maybe if I...
"Hey, is that a person?"
He thought he heard something. After hearing nothing but the slow beat of his weak heart for what felt like an eternity, it both relieved and terrified him. If someone found him that'd be great. They'd either help him or put him out of his misery. It was either that or he'd finally begun hearing things that weren't there. The sudden shock to his system caused a new sensation to tear through his nervous system. His tendrils were adapting, craving, hungry. He could feel the ones that were meant to be protecting his body begin lashing out suddenly. Was he attacking something? Someone? No...stop it. He began to panic. If they retaliated and killed him, it'd be embarrassing but a relief to his torment. If he killed someone, though, he wasn't even strong enough to punish himself for it.
More pain. He felt like he was melting in a way, like his life was slipping out of his fragile hold. His tendrils were meant to seal his wounds, protect his organs, keep his bone structure together. The more they lashed out and ignored their host, the closer he was to death. Not the loss of one of his multiple hearts or any sort of minor inconvenience. Real death, and while dying in itself wasn't the problem, it was knowing that he killed himself at the end of the line.
Panic. Pain. Blood. Relief. Anger.
In a moment of either impossible strength or divinity, he mustered up the ability to speak. So many things could slip out of his one little window of opportunity. He could beg for death, or give into the anger and just rage on until there was nothing left of him. Oddly enough, as the word reached his tongue, he bit it back as if he'd suddenly begun suffocating. Behind closed eyes he could see dark water pulling him down. Memories resurfaced of a boy clinging to life underwater while his family was torn from him slowly...drowning...one by one. His scarf was stuck to a piece of rubble and there was nothing in sight to stop him from suffering the same fate. I'll drown. I'll drown too.
That one word left somehow. Tore through the currents and the pain and the dark grey barrier that divided him from life.
"Help."
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Sometime later, he could hear voices more clearly. Panic, though it finally wasn't internalized. That still caused him distress. He was too weak to open his eyes, or just not fully conscious. He could feel the tendrils making their move, lashing out, not caring what bones they pushed around on the way. He was safe, but constricted by his own parasite called a bloodline. He was still in pain.
( i ) i can see the look in your eyestab ( ii ) don't give me that look cause you seetab ( iii ) you're the last person I need to pity me tab ( iv ) crying wont pave a path to forgiveness, every sin is everlastingtab ( v ) I'm lost in this maze of emotion, who am I waiting for?
Impatient golden claws tapped on the summon scroll as Sonyo stomped her way in to OASIS's emergency medicine building, her hazel brown eyes burning with irritation over her face veil. Of all the ******** times to summon her, they had chosen the worst. Maybe she'd spar with Masahiro later to vent her frustrations. Once she got to the staff check in, the receptionist looked up at her only to freeze solid at the sight of the anger. He began to apologize in that deeply gravely voice of his but Sonyo snapped up a golden claw to tell him to shut it.
"This better be damn important." The receptionist, Ghost, nodded vigorously.
"I' was Director Kura wh' summoned y' directly, ma'am. Said 'e was outta his depth." That piqued her interest. Some of the tension relieved from her shoulders and Sonyo made her way towards the patient intake room, only to find the Nightengale waiting for her just outside. She tilted her head at them, crossing her arms in front of her chest, her hands now empty. Kura bowed deeply to her, then straightened.
"It's a jiongu, I think. Must have left two thirds of his blood volume wherever he came from, because he was nearly drained when he got here. He's in rough shape." Nightengale opened the door to the Emergency intake and began to lead her to the room that held the patient.
"That's not uncommon for them, but if you called me from my off time this must be a very strange instance." Sonyo's eyes flicked to look at Kura from their corner, watching as the director trailed a feathery cloak behind them. The director looked annoyed, which wasn't that unusual, except this seemed to be a different level of annoyed. Sonyo let out a sharp snort from her nose before turning her gaze forward again.
"It's not. He should be dead by all means. You shinobi are freaks of nature," Kura stopped, opened the door to the room, and lead Sonyo in. The OASIS shadow stopped, her eyes being the only thing showing the shock she felt. The patients films lined the walls, and the patient himself... Sonyo walked over and gave Takeda a once over, experienced eyes looking at half finished sutures and wraps.
"Why did they stop?"
"He began to show signs of consciousness. I evacuated all staff from the room to prevent injuries."
"Smart. James told me once of a jiongu they once knew during their time in the mist. Apparently they're quite dangerous, and... accident prone." Sonyo reached for the blood bag hanging from the rapid infuser to check it's volume, but that's when the male awoke. Tendrils, as dark as the night sky ripped through flesh and bone to get out of the fresh sutures, heading straight for Sonyo who nimbly dodged out of the way. A panicked cuss fell from her lips, a raging jiongu was not safe for anyone here. She needed to restrain him.
Sand crept up from an unknown spot in her outfit, cloaking her in a thin but insanely hard layer of armor as an ice wall formed out of no where, blocking her and Takeda in. Calmly, with a voice she practiced to be calming and soft like Kagerou's, Sonyo called out to the patient. "Sir! Sir you're safe, but I need you to calm down so I can finish treating you! Your injuries are massive and you will die if you don't let me heal you!
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โข Shukaku will protect the host with Shield of Sand no matter the host's desire. Sand will collect around and follow the host, able to be kept in a gourd or not, and also as strong and fast as a D ranked techniqueat this stage, passively. Considered a spiritual defense. Increases by one rank per mastery stage added up to, but has a cooldown of two posts per defense applied. Cost subtracted from Shukakku's chakra pool. โข The user is able to combine their medical techniques and bloodline techniques for a single activation, paying only the total resource cost. Doing so allows the harming elements of the technique to impact foes while the healing aspects are able to heal allies in it's area of effect simultaneously. Once every three posts, the user may use this effect with offensive medical ninjutsu. โข Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. โข Maladies Physician: Shinobi of this discipline are experts in iryojutsu and are especially well-versed in afflictions. Their medical techniques cure all symptoms of status effects applied to the user, rather than where most of the techniques cure them one at a time. In addition, medical techniques which inflict a status may inflict three different applications of the status, rather than just one. The user's crafted poisons also carry this property. The shinobi also obtains 5 custom techniques for medical ninjutsu as well as a Medical Ninjutsu Keystone technique. Refer to the Keystone Guideline for more information. โข Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. {The Overwhelming Trait does not apply to anything above S} โข Deep Freeze: Water and Wind release techniques of the user may apply frostbite status at the following ranks. E-C Rank: Tier 1, B-A Rank: Tier 2 and S-S+ Rank: Tier 3.The user is able to replace hand signs for their bloodline techniques with any other type of hand sign replacement at character creation (following PA rules). [ SOMATIC GESTURES ] โข I Am Life: If Sonyo retrains a non-damaging technique with the [ Medical ] tag, because of also having the Medical class, those techniques exhibit healing properties equal to their rank, and are labeled instead with a [ MEDIC ] tag. โข Of the White Sand: Any sand used by Sonyo becomes encased in a thin layer of ice, allowing for it to accumulate rank-applicable frostbite hazard, for 1.5x the cost. โข Priestess of the Mother: When around areas that flourish in life ( such as forests or oasises ), Sonyo can use one extra jutsu as a supplemental attack that does not take an activation once every [5] posts. โข I'm a lost girl from Neverland: When not in active combat, the Desert Suspension and Sand Creation jutsu draw from Shukaku's chakra pool instead of Sonyo's. โข Dance of Yuki-Onna: Sonyo can channel any bloodline technique and any taijutsu technique together for 1.5x the cost. Still takes 2 activation. [ Bloodline-class PA ] โข Rapid Response: Gains a [Slight] increase to [Speed] or [Reflex] per Medical Career Title. The Emergency physician can emulate the use of the ability [Diagnosis] on sight alone when an individual is in critical condition without requiring chakra. If a medical kit is in their possession they can emulate the effects of [ Adhesives ] and [ Delicate Stitching ] without requiring chakra. When using said items they are treated as having [3] charges per item. This takes a full post while not in a combat heavy scenario. โข Absolute Precision: Ever delicate and precise the Surgeon with their bladed physical attacks may severe muscles and veins knowing exactly what interacts with what. For each hit with a bladed weapon or something of similar sharp and severing degree, the Surgeon reduces the opponent's stamina by [5] per Career title per hit on the opponent. If a medical kit is in their possession they can emulate the effects of [ Necrotic Flesh Removal ], [ Extraction ] and [ Muscle Realignment ] without requiring chakra. When using said items they are treated as having [3] charges per item. This takes a full post while not in a combat heavy scenario. โข Fast Learner: Sonyo needs half as many posts for job missions
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There was a light somewhere near, illuminating the bleak expanse he found himself in. Probably just another heart. This body is insatiable. He thought, unable to feel too much at the moment. It reminded him of the first time he ever lost control of his parasite. His father already knew what was going on and barreled into his room, cutting apart the tendrils so that they couldn't kill their host. I'm sorry. The solemn thought was like a bomb in his trapped state. That phrase which was so rare came naturally to him. I'm sorry for whatever I'm doing right now. Helpnesses threatened to swallow up the rest of him, and he was just about ready to give up when his eyes suddenly shot open, his own scream unfamiliar to him after what felt like days of hearing his own heartbeat pounding steadily in his ears. A strong heart! It's so close! All he could see was red. The hunger of his tendrils was seeping into his own mind, making him crave what was needed to survive.
"Sir! Sir you're safe, but I need you to calm down so I can finish treating you!"
A woman. Someone putting herself in harm's way for his sorry self. A person who wanted to keep him alive. Takeda couldn't remember all the details of her face after the years apart, but he couldn't help but be reminded of green hair and red eyes. That's enough of this act. I'm not letting this carry on any further. Getting his own mind back under control, the jiongu grit his teeth and clenched his fists. His toes curled, and he felt every muscle in his body tighten in retaliation against the parasite he called his tendrils. "Destroy them!" He fought for every word, doing his best to make sure that the tendrils couldn't retreat back into his body.
"Cut them, burn them, I don't care!" With that sentence, it should have become evident that he was no normal jiongu. Closer examination would reveal a lack of any stitching in his skin, and that the tendrils were coming from black markings that appeared on his flesh. He was a jiongu that wasn't in control of his threads, largely because he didn't have any. "Please, just...AGH!" It wouldn't last long. He turned onto his side, curling in on himself while doing his best to reject the things that normally held his body together. He tried to think of anything, from memories to a happy place, but all he could find was a deep longing to have his suffering come to an end.
Water...that would be nice. A hot meal, too. I'm so tired of this feeling. Just get this over with.
( i ) i can see the look in your eyestab ( ii ) don't give me that look cause you seetab ( iii ) you're the last person I need to pity me tab ( iv ) crying wont pave a path to forgiveness, every sin is everlastingtab ( v ) I'm lost in this maze of emotion, who am I waiting for?
Destroy them? Yeah she could do that. With a sweeping hand motion ice began to collect on the tendrils; it started at first as a glittering layer of frost but quickly it turned to solid ice. The tendrils would most likely, once they were frozen completely solid, begin to crack and break under their own weight. Sonyo's heart ached for this poor man, and it seemed to make the ice even colder. Even when the tendrils were nothing but chunks on the floor, Sonyo still waited a moment before, if it was safe, moving to Takeda's side.
Despite Kura's very loud protests, Sonyo very carefully moved herself to lay in the bed with the Jiongu. He was almost a foot taller than her, but that didn't seem to matter as she carefully pulled Takeda in to her arms and held him close. Sonyo had no clue the pains this person had gone through, but she could feel his exhaustion.
"It's okay. You're okay. You're safe now." The medic mumbled softly, carefully running a hand through Takeda's hair like she had done to Taylor a million times. Each stroke began to heal his wounds, mending skin where jiongu threads had ripped it to shreds. A warm, calming aura fell off Sonyo in waves followed by the scent of lavender and soap. Sonyo gestured to Kura for fluids, and the Nightengale sprinted out of the room to go grab a bag.
"Can you tell me your name?" Simple questions first, to allow his brain to process them-- and to also get important information for his file later, and maybe even find his friends and family. All the while, gentle hands never stopped stroking Takeda's hair.
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โข Shukaku will protect the host with Shield of Sand no matter the host's desire. Sand will collect around and follow the host, able to be kept in a gourd or not, and also as strong and fast as a D ranked techniqueat this stage, passively. Considered a spiritual defense. Increases by one rank per mastery stage added up to, but has a cooldown of two posts per defense applied. Cost subtracted from Shukakku's chakra pool. โข The user is able to combine their medical techniques and bloodline techniques for a single activation, paying only the total resource cost. Doing so allows the harming elements of the technique to impact foes while the healing aspects are able to heal allies in it's area of effect simultaneously. Once every three posts, the user may use this effect with offensive medical ninjutsu. โข Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. โข Maladies Physician: Shinobi of this discipline are experts in iryojutsu and are especially well-versed in afflictions. Their medical techniques cure all symptoms of status effects applied to the user, rather than where most of the techniques cure them one at a time. In addition, medical techniques which inflict a status may inflict three different applications of the status, rather than just one. The user's crafted poisons also carry this property. The shinobi also obtains 5 custom techniques for medical ninjutsu as well as a Medical Ninjutsu Keystone technique. Refer to the Keystone Guideline for more information. โข Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. {The Overwhelming Trait does not apply to anything above S} โข Deep Freeze: Water and Wind release techniques of the user may apply frostbite status at the following ranks. E-C Rank: Tier 1, B-A Rank: Tier 2 and S-S+ Rank: Tier 3.The user is able to replace hand signs for their bloodline techniques with any other type of hand sign replacement at character creation (following PA rules). [ SOMATIC GESTURES ] โข I Am Life: If Sonyo retrains a non-damaging technique with the [ Medical ] tag, because of also having the Medical class, those techniques exhibit healing properties equal to their rank, and are labeled instead with a [ MEDIC ] tag. โข Of the White Sand: Any sand used by Sonyo becomes encased in a thin layer of ice, allowing for it to accumulate rank-applicable frostbite hazard, for 1.5x the cost. โข Priestess of the Mother: When around areas that flourish in life ( such as forests or oasises ), Sonyo can use one extra jutsu as a supplemental attack that does not take an activation once every [5] posts. โข I'm a lost girl from Neverland: When not in active combat, the Desert Suspension and Sand Creation jutsu draw from Shukaku's chakra pool instead of Sonyo's. โข Dance of Yuki-Onna: Sonyo can channel any bloodline technique and any taijutsu technique together for 1.5x the cost. Still takes 2 activation. [ Bloodline-class PA ] โข Rapid Response: Gains a [Slight] increase to [Speed] or [Reflex] per Medical Career Title. The Emergency physician can emulate the use of the ability [Diagnosis] on sight alone when an individual is in critical condition without requiring chakra. If a medical kit is in their possession they can emulate the effects of [ Adhesives ] and [ Delicate Stitching ] without requiring chakra. When using said items they are treated as having [3] charges per item. This takes a full post while not in a combat heavy scenario. โข Absolute Precision: Ever delicate and precise the Surgeon with their bladed physical attacks may severe muscles and veins knowing exactly what interacts with what. For each hit with a bladed weapon or something of similar sharp and severing degree, the Surgeon reduces the opponent's stamina by [5] per Career title per hit on the opponent. If a medical kit is in their possession they can emulate the effects of [ Necrotic Flesh Removal ], [ Extraction ] and [ Muscle Realignment ] without requiring chakra. When using said items they are treated as having [3] charges per item. This takes a full post while not in a combat heavy scenario. โข Fast Learner: Sonyo needs half as many posts for job missions
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Takeda didn't even realize that the reads were already gone, not until he felt another weight enter on the bed. There was a strong chill in the air, but other than noticing that, he had been far too absorbed in restraining his tendrils to pay attention to their destruction. He didn't trust it just yet. There had to be something else. A setup for an attack, or another restraint. He clenched his teeth harder, and felt like nearly passing out from how long he'd been rejecting his tendrils. Just get it over with. I can take it. He thought, bracing for anything.
The last thing he expected was a gentle touch.
Takeda flinched initially, but ultimately didn't stop the person from pulling him closer. Each inch was a shock to his very core, not knowing just how he should handle the situation. His body still tensed, but not from fear or distrust. He merely couldn't remember the last time he was comforted or consoled by anyone. His mind wanted to drift to an old friend, but even she hadn't ever tried to get close enough to comfort him in any physical way. He appreciated that about her, but his current predicament was...well, he hadn't pushed away. Jack, after seeing a young Takeda's heart in turmoil following the death of everything he knew, offered his life in exchange for peace. He took him in, and a woman with amber eyes taught him their language. He'd been stabbed, thrown, respected, feared, and even killed. The last few years, he'd even been- stop. Nobody bothered to hold him, or ask him why he went about things in the way he did. He always thought it'd be weak, that it'd feel degrading, but...he heard her voice, and something resonated within him in response.
This is...nice.
He was surprised with how easily her hand worked through his hair because of all the blood and dirt, but it seemed that someone cleaned him while he was unconscious. Regardless, the touch was all he needed to finally let his guard down. His body eased up, and the hollow feeling that followed was a welcome relief. Without his tendrils he was weak, and it would take him awhile for them to completely restore again, but it would be worth it every single time so long as he could have control over his own body. There was a slight soreness to his jaw from how long his teeth were clenched, and his hands threatened to cramp if he didn't open them carefully.
She asked his name, and he had to think for a moment. Shirai was an empty name he'd taken on in order to appease certain laws in Kirigakure. The mist village he knew had been long gone, so he was left with only half a name. Ruby red eyes finally opened with clarity, and he saw that the woman was dressed from head to toe in garments he'd never seen before. Her face was covered, but he didn't take that as a reason for distrust. He also experienced life behind a mask before. Maybe it was because he couldn't see the woman's entire face, or it was the culmination of all that had happened so far, but Takeda moved forwards to rest the top of his head against her shoulder, and his free hand moved around to rest flat on her back. He didn't grab or push, but there was the lightest pressure that silently urged her to just stay for a moment. "Excuse me." He spoke words that should've been said before he moved, but it seemed that he had no plans to apologize further. There was still some pause between those words and his next. He didn't know how little or much he should say. But I'm not there anymore. I can say whatever I want now, can't I?
A shaky exhale left the Jiongu. Few more moments passed before his voice broke the silence. "Takeda. My name is Takeda. I've been....tch." Emotions washed over him in waves, trying to prevent him from finishing. Relief, happiness, anger, shame, disbelief. The reason for it all finally boiled to the surface. There was weakness in his voice, and anyone who dealt with comforting others on a frequent basis would probably know the sound of someone trying to work through a lump in their throat. "Enslaved. I was captured and forced to fight for a long time. I don't know how long it's been.
( i ) i can see the look in your eyestab ( ii ) don't give me that look cause you seetab ( iii ) you're the last person I need to pity me tab ( iv ) crying wont pave a path to forgiveness, every sin is everlastingtab ( v ) I'm lost in this maze of emotion, who am I waiting for?
Sonyo's shock did not show outwardly; she had expected him to lash out, to strike at her, to push away. But instead, the jiongu had relaxed in to her, and he had even set a had upon her back with a light pressure, as if asking her to stay close. A sad smile spread on her lips behind her face veil, her eyes showing the sympathy her face couldn't. How much pain had he been through? How little was he touched to be this starved for physical affection? She had known that, though maybe not as extensively as him. Years in the forest, alone, miles from anyone. When she had finally felt human touch again... you didn't know how bad you missed something till you didn't have it.
He told her his name-- Takeda --and what he had been through.
A soft gasp escaped her lips, not of surprise but of emotional pain so strong it was almost physical. All those scars.. someone had put them there, on purpose; either indirectly through whatever they had made him do, or directly due to insubordination. She had known those scars looked familiar... Taylor had those scars, the scars of someone used in a way she could never imagine. Taylor had never healed from those days, never spoke of them, and they haunted his dreams. Those monsters are what had made Taylor flinch away from her at first, when she had tried to treat him. They were what caused the years of her slowly undoing all the trauma he had suffered...
She remembered the sleepless nights, holding Taylor in her arms as he shook from nightmares that were all too real... to know someone else would go through that pain, to know the rough road ahead of Takeda... Her heart ached hard. Slowly, the room began to warm and so did Sonyo, in till she radiated a comforting warmth much like sitting in the sun on a brisk afternoon. Takeda had probably dealt with enough cold, she didn't want to add to it.
Slowly, slender shaking fingers gently cradled Takeda's head to her as she rested her head on his. Her shoulders trembled as she held back tears, tears both of sadness and anger. She was angry people like that still existed, still subjugated people to their will like they thought themselves nothing more than tools to be used and tossed away. She wished she could throw them all away, they were disgusting and deserved it. Her voice when she spoke was still soft and soothing, but now wavered slightly as she held Takeda a bit closer.
"I am so sorry." She started, gritting her teeth slightly behind the veil, trying to keep control of her emotions. Faintly, Kagerou echoed in her head-- breathe, Sonyo. So she did, she took one deep breath in and out. "I cannot say I know what you have endured, I don't. But I know what the aftermath is like, due to someone very close to my heart. I am so sorry, Takeda. For what those people did to you, what they made you do, what they made you endure... No one should have to go through that.' She let out a shaky sigh, closing her eyes. Her grip loosened on him again, but it would be Takeda's choice whether or not to pull away.
"Is there anything we can get you? Anyone you want us to contact? Name it, and it's yours."
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โข Shukaku will protect the host with Shield of Sand no matter the host's desire. Sand will collect around and follow the host, able to be kept in a gourd or not, and also as strong and fast as a D ranked techniqueat this stage, passively. Considered a spiritual defense. Increases by one rank per mastery stage added up to, but has a cooldown of two posts per defense applied. Cost subtracted from Shukakku's chakra pool. โข The user is able to combine their medical techniques and bloodline techniques for a single activation, paying only the total resource cost. Doing so allows the harming elements of the technique to impact foes while the healing aspects are able to heal allies in it's area of effect simultaneously. Once every three posts, the user may use this effect with offensive medical ninjutsu. โข Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. โข Maladies Physician: Shinobi of this discipline are experts in iryojutsu and are especially well-versed in afflictions. Their medical techniques cure all symptoms of status effects applied to the user, rather than where most of the techniques cure them one at a time. In addition, medical techniques which inflict a status may inflict three different applications of the status, rather than just one. The user's crafted poisons also carry this property. The shinobi also obtains 5 custom techniques for medical ninjutsu as well as a Medical Ninjutsu Keystone technique. Refer to the Keystone Guideline for more information. โข Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses. You can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. {The Overwhelming Trait does not apply to anything above S} โข Deep Freeze: Water and Wind release techniques of the user may apply frostbite status at the following ranks. E-C Rank: Tier 1, B-A Rank: Tier 2 and S-S+ Rank: Tier 3.The user is able to replace hand signs for their bloodline techniques with any other type of hand sign replacement at character creation (following PA rules). [ SOMATIC GESTURES ] โข I Am Life: If Sonyo retrains a non-damaging technique with the [ Medical ] tag, because of also having the Medical class, those techniques exhibit healing properties equal to their rank, and are labeled instead with a [ MEDIC ] tag. โข Of the White Sand: Any sand used by Sonyo becomes encased in a thin layer of ice, allowing for it to accumulate rank-applicable frostbite hazard, for 1.5x the cost. โข Priestess of the Mother: When around areas that flourish in life ( such as forests or oasises ), Sonyo can use one extra jutsu as a supplemental attack that does not take an activation once every [5] posts. โข I'm a lost girl from Neverland: When not in active combat, the Desert Suspension and Sand Creation jutsu draw from Shukaku's chakra pool instead of Sonyo's. โข Dance of Yuki-Onna: Sonyo can channel any bloodline technique and any taijutsu technique together for 1.5x the cost. Still takes 2 activation. [ Bloodline-class PA ] โข Rapid Response: Gains a [Slight] increase to [Speed] or [Reflex] per Medical Career Title. The Emergency physician can emulate the use of the ability [Diagnosis] on sight alone when an individual is in critical condition without requiring chakra. If a medical kit is in their possession they can emulate the effects of [ Adhesives ] and [ Delicate Stitching ] without requiring chakra. When using said items they are treated as having [3] charges per item. This takes a full post while not in a combat heavy scenario. โข Absolute Precision: Ever delicate and precise the Surgeon with their bladed physical attacks may severe muscles and veins knowing exactly what interacts with what. For each hit with a bladed weapon or something of similar sharp and severing degree, the Surgeon reduces the opponent's stamina by [5] per Career title per hit on the opponent. If a medical kit is in their possession they can emulate the effects of [ Necrotic Flesh Removal ], [ Extraction ] and [ Muscle Realignment ] without requiring chakra. When using said items they are treated as having [3] charges per item. This takes a full post while not in a combat heavy scenario. โข Fast Learner: Sonyo needs half as many posts for job missions
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All the subtle changes were very noticeable to him. The gasps and other changes in her breath stood out as if something were forcing him to pay attention. Knowing the breathing pattern of an opponent was vital to understanding their condition. Then came that long lost feeling. The cold ground had become commonplace. Sometimes, when sick or wounded there was a bed, but one thing never changed. The rooms were never warm. That's when he first realized that he wasn't going to be found by anyone. If it had been different areas each time then there could be hope, but no. A mobile, hidden facility was much more daunting. That's why the nearly forgotten feeling of a warm sun on his skin made him grit his teeth once more despite the pain in his jaw, and his body moved closer to the woman he decided to vent to. Kirigakure and his tribe were too far in his past, and he knew that he could never grasp them again. Still, he longed for his future for the first time in years. Just knowing that he could experience an annoyingly hot summer day outside somewhere was enough.
He felt his head being cradled, and the overwhelming warmth was swallowing up the torrent of sadness that had been building up. He'd chosen the right person to confide in. He didn't know a thing about her, but he was grateful all the same. If it had been in any other circumstance with any different person at another time, he'd either shut down or turn away from the topic as a whole. Her empathy was evident, and a small part of Takeda wanted to apologize to her for what bad memories he must've brought to the surface. Of course, he decided against it and allowed himself to bask in her soothing touch. The jiongu who didn't like being worried over or pitied in the smallest amount laid there and felt solace in words he may have scoffed at once upon a time. He was too tired to put on airs.
Her last question brought him pause. Food and water would have been a good answer, but there was a more pressing need within. He knew that he'd been scarred, beaten, and all but torn apart over his time in captivity. There must have been scars. He must've grown. Out of everything he could have asked for, only one thing left his lips when he pulled his head back from its cradled state. "A mirror. If you have a mirror I could look into..." The request was difficult to put into words. It was embarrassing. Not only that, but he was worried about what he might see. Was anything missing that he couldn't tell just by feeling? Were there more scars than he thought? Did he end up looking more like his father or his older brother after however long he was there? It was a simple, vain thing, but he needed to know.
"As for anyone I could contact...can a letter be sent anonymously? I want to let someone know that I'm alright, but I don't want her to know where I am." To put it simply, he wasn't a part of her life anymore. Wasn't her problem. He didn't want to force things to be different. While he didn't know exactly how long he was enslaved, he knew that it had been more than a couple years at least. For all he knew, she wasn't a shinobi anymore. Maybe she got married, or she could've even died on a mission. Still, she was the closest thing to family he had. If she was out there, she deserved to know that he was still alive somewhere, still trying to find his place.
Seeing the senior citizien walk in, the Oasis member provided a respectful bow, deeper and lower than his, while assenting with a single word, "Sir." To what extent, if at all, she reflected on her own rash words was impossible to see. The already inscrutable face and actions was made much more so when she stepped back into a position behind the higher ranking member of Oasis and bowed her head.
