Chai laughed good-naturedly at Naoki's up-and-personal approach. He didn't appear uncomfortable, but he didn't lean into her touch either. "No Uchiha blood here; 100% pure Yamanaka." He took a moment to look at Rabu and Ito, glad that she had found more people to rely on in his absence. Then he glanced halfway to Naoki behind him. "Not sure about how I taste, though," he confessed with a shrug.
"It's great to meet you two, Rabu and Naoki. Apparently, we're going to be robbing Konoha, huh? You and your aspirations," he said with a shake of his head, though he was all smiles. He turned his gaze to Rabu and appraised her warmly. "I appreciate that loyalty you have, Rabu. Ito is the best woman I've ever followed. Your devotion is not misplaced." His tone had turned more serious, but then he seemed to take half a breath and return to his more lax demeanor. "Okay, so fill me in on this bank plan, huh?"
The reaction just to good from Ito Naoki couldn't help but giggle. Hand remaining on Chai's chest as he spoke. Naoki's actions may have seem over the top or flirtatious in nature but that was only a ploy. A ploy taught to her by her mother. Monitoring the Yamanaka's heart beat, it never wavered. Not lying about who he was or where he's been setting the Uchiha at ease. His whole being could have compromised Naoki. The more he spoke the more Naoki didn't like him inwardly, of course. Not because of what he said. But because the whole time Naoki's monitored his heart beat it never changed. Not even a waver. Naoki didn't trust people like this. They were dangerous. "Hahaha Please Ito~ Don't be like that." Playful by nature Naoki released the boy from her grasp, not before marking him subtly with FTG.
"I hear it's not easy to get into leaf. But I'm sure what ever fuuin they may have wont be much for a inscription master like myself~" As she spoke Naoki attended to her nails with a file. Her hand reaching out, getting a further view of her nails. "Soooo when we doing this? Leaf is not the closest. I can get us mostly there though in a small amount of time. Not the whole camp though. They can walk..."
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tab“Well, funny you should mention that.” Ito pointed up and winked at Naoki. “It’ll just be us coming~ Something like this would be better done with a smaller group, wouldn’t you say? ‘Sides, someone’s gotta stay and clean up camp.” Ito looked around before speaking in a hushed voice. “And it’s not gonna be me.” Ito placed her hands on her hips and looked at Chai.
“Not sure if ya noticed, but we had a bit of an issue here at camp.” Ito rubbed the back of her head and stuck her tongue out, an embarrassed look on her face. “But it wasn’t all bad! Gave us some nice new power for TORNA.”
MY power. Kokuo’s voice shot sharply through Ito’s consciousness.
Shut UP.
“Anyway, security’s proooobably pretty tight over there, ‘cause of the sammy attack and whatnot.” Ito sighed. “So they’ll most likely be looking for larger groups, so an elite task force is perfect! And ‘elite task force’ just sounds cool!” She added with a wink.
Unbeknownst to everyone, a smile appeared on their face. A sweet smile at that. 'Bang! Bang! Bang!' that sound reverberated through their skull. Every sweet emotion, carried that cacophony. In a moment their face was blank again, the fight behind the mask carried on. They were two in one and one in two. Maeko was causing a ruckus in that dome of theirs.
All though, there was a battle going on, albeit one sided. None of the people around Rabu could tell. Their cloak and mask made it easy to hide their own issues. And hide they would, until they finally silenced the original persona. "Thank you, it's nice to know I'm not making a mistake!" A cheery tone, dripping with a slight fakeness to it. Most of Rabu's positive, polite, talk was like that. "What's your plan, Ito?" They asked, having cocked their head a little. They paused and listened, eyes locked onto Ito now. They waited till they finished explaining that it would just be the four of them.
"Exactly what I was thinking." They'd quip, Ito certainly had a way about her. They liked it though, regardless of where that feeling came from, it was mutual between Maeko and Rabu'. Right now they'd both follow Ito into hell. Maeko out of a skewed attraction, a necessity for affection and attention. Maeko was trapped in their own head, they haven't gotten much better, if anything it's made things worse mentally. Then there is Rabu's wishing to plunge the world into chaos, together. Fantasies grew in their thick skull, day dreaming for a moment, only to realize Ito'd finished speaking.
"How're we gonna get in?" They'd ask, wanting to prod the elephant in the room.
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"I didn't witness much of the seal protection around Konoha, so I can't attest to any specifics," Chai admittedly somewhat unhappily. He never intended to half-a** things, though he had limited access to Konoha considering that he was an outsider who could only accomplish so much without being noticed. He considered what Ito was saying, though he wasn't sure what the trouble was that the TORNA camp had been subjected to. He could ask her later, though, so he let the subject pass without comment.
He laughed at her term elite taskforce. "Yeah, I think less is more when it comes to a heist." He clapped his hands together once with an eager smile. "Okay, so let's get started on this thing."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2021 4:22 pm
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tabAs Rabu and Kizuri came to her, Ito stayed on the ground. Her breathing was coming in pained gasps. Her skin, which had been burned away by the demonic transformation, was starting to rapidly regrow enough that it finished up by the time the other TORNA members reached their boss. But the pink haired woman was still in excruciating pain, and so getting up on her own was an insurmountable obstacle. Ito did try, however, to rise from the rubble of the manor. But her body was in too much pain to lift up her arm more than a few inches.
“What are you waiting for?” A voice called out over the group. Yuno, the woman who assigned this job, was riding on top of a raven the size of a house. The giant creature flapped its wings carefully before coming to a roost near TORNA. “Grab her and get on! We gotta pick up Val and get you guys back home!” As the group shambled onto the crow, Yuno would look down at the destruction caused. “You guys don’t do anything halfway, huh?” She shifted her gaze to Ito. “I guess she learned the truth. That makes sense.” She added, mostly to herself, as she looked forward.
After grabbing Val, the group would escape from Konoha. Flying straight through the night, hardly any words would be shared between the passengers on the bird. Returning back to camp would simultaneously take far too long, but wasn’t long enough. As they landed, Ito’s vision faded due to fatigue and pain. It wouldn’t be for another day or so that she would wake up in TORNA’s infirmary once again. The only person in the tent with her was Yuno: her only remaining family.
“Good morning.” The blue haired Uchiha smiled softly. It was here that Ito noticed a case sitting on the woman’s lap. “You’re the last one that needs to take their payment, so I figured I’d wait here for you to wake up. I’m glad to see you arise so quickly.” Yuno slid the case where Ito could see its contents. The blood samples were labeled and Ito’s gaze was instantly drawn to the Wood Release. Her hand hovered over it as she silently thought about her experiences with it. Senju were strong, as Usagi and Dagas showed her. But it also belonged to the people who ruined her life. It was the weapon of the enemy, and she wouldn’t use it. Ito tightened her hand before quickly grabbing the sample of Crystal Release. “Good choice.” Yuno said with a nod before snapping the case shut.
The tent was heavy with silence as the woman readied the injection. Ito, as she sat waiting, tried to parse through the events that happened. Now that the adrenaline from combat was gone, she was forced to examine everything she’d learned. And Yuno was the only one who had the answers. “What are we?” Ito finally asked without looking up at the other woman. Her voice was raspy and scratching her throat.
“Cousins.” Yuno answered simply before she inserted the blood sample. “I was about four or so when you were born, and about five when our families were killed. I managed to survive because my dad sent me to the Kamui realm. You got away because your mom took you and ran. All the way to the Land of Rivers, apparently.” Yuno looked around the tent in an information gathering manner. “What’s the plan now, then?”
Ito was about to answer before someone stuck their head in the tent. A young man, one of TORNA’s newer members, indicated that the camp had a guest. Ito thanked him and shuffled from the infirmary bed. “Business as usual.” Was all she finally said to answer as she slid her coat over her shoulders and walked out.
Val was a hired help, she was pretty much getting paid for a certain job. She accomplished it and got paid for it, however during the job the group she worked alongside had lost a companion. Val understood how it could feel, losing someone you've worked with. She didn't know how long they had been together, but did that really matter when it came to losing a friend? The purple and blue haired woman had resolved to stay with this group, with TORNA, at least for a while. Help them get through their companion's death and perhaps become their companion. She was a mercenary at heart obviously, and money ruled everything to her for sure, but it was fine for a while. She was sure she'd be able to make more money alongside a group of capable individuals anyways. Worst case scenario? Her mercenary business would just have to do without her for a while was all. All this being said, she did at least have a plan to honor TORNA's fallen comrade. She was off in a tent she request to work in. The sounds of flames, sparks, metal, small explosions could be heard as people walked by, and sometimes the feeling of chakra would come from the tent as well.
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x tab TORNA Camp x tab Boss, Yuno x tab 【RANK: D】▰【STRENGTH: 00】▰【SPEED: 00】▰【AGILITY: 00】▰【ENDURANCE: 01】▰【CHAKRA: 550 || 550】▰【STAMINA: 250 || 250】
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The first night here had been one of the most scariest for the Okashimi girl. Surrounded by people she didn't know, with less than any good chance of being gut like a fish. And yet she had flourished here ever since that fateful buffet. Even around the TORNA Camp, she was making a reputation for herself as one of the few people around that could actually cook. A trait learned from her many years of flocking about the clan's kitchen after burning off all of her chakra in one giant explosion. But with no other way to go and with no Destined One on the horizon any time soon, it was probably better to go ahead and mix in with TORNA that it would be to travel alone. With her awful sense of direction and ability to get lost in a hallway, Xifeng had just ridden on the backs of the mercenary group all while the main force would return to them. Just like a child on their first day of class, she wanted to make a good impression of herself to the group. From the chatter around the encampment, the leader, Ito, was a fierce woman who wasn't one to fool around with. This was made especially clear once she had been brought into the infirmary after the previous mission. Xi had been surprised about the details of such. The balls needed to storm the Senju compound and destroy it was beyond anything what she could think of! But then came the day that she would awake.
Xi had been preparing a meal for everyone as she normally did, repaid with grunts or being ignored at its finest. While not the finest kind of cuisine on the menu for today, she scrounged up some supplies to make a nice platter of food. Today's menu? meat and veggie skewers. It was pretty lazy cooking today, but that's what happened when they were conserving supplies on food. But she'd take a stop by a few key people. First was Val, which the rookie would walk up offering a healthy platter of food to. Of course, even approaching it, Xi could feel her interest heightening. The sounds of hard work and chakra signatures came from the tent while the tanned woman grinned in exstacy. So she stood outside the tent patiently and waited to be noticed. Or maybe she shoved her head inside to see what the blue haired woman had been up to. "Meal call." she called out, offering Val a skewer or two with a curious look on her face. "What're you making in here? I heard explosions and couldn't stop myself. I love it when things go boom." Regardless if Val gave her the time of day or not, she'd mozy on down to the next station where people were located.
One of the people visited next would be Ito herself, as Xifeng approached while just simply offering them a skewer. "I thought that you'd be starving, boss. It's nice to meet you in person. I'm the rookie..." She was too terrified/in awe to really speak much after that and would politely ******** off if Ito wished her to.
tab To say it'd been a tough flight out of the Hidden Leaf, would be an understatement. They'd taken the responsibility to hold Chai from Maeko, having had to make two, whole again. Tougher still were the last two days, waiting for Ito to wake up, biting their tongue whilst the boss was out of commission. Another understatement would be how they disliked Val. In fact it'd be more apt to say, they had a deep and growing disdain for the newcomer. Whom, in their view, was solely responsible for watching Chai's back when they lost him. That soft voice of Maeko's would chime through their head, more often than not, trying to keep them from losing their top.
tab Not all things were so bad though, they'd left with a prize, a legendary blade. Though, one could point out to them, that they were missing their Gunbai. It was somewhere in the rubble of the Senju Manor they'd decimated. So in the mean time, they'd been trying to bond with their sentient weapon, and sparring with Kizuri. Which is what the short chaotic being was doing about the time Ito was rousing from her slumber.
tab It was hand to hand, Samehada was resting against a tree, that overlooked where the two were fighting in the middle of the camp. Rabu would rush the girl, "Try to make me bleed, Kizuri!~" they'd shout before throwing a heavy haymaker with their right fist. Only to kick backwards, hands moving upwards to block whatever attack the lithe lady might throw at the shorty.
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"Hey, sweetheart," Jitsuko drawled as she spun the umbrella softly in her hands. "Care to tell me where your boss is?" Her eyes were intense as she leaned into his personal space about four inches too much, waiting to see if he would bear it or overreact. He chose to bear it, though he stuttered as he gestured in the direction where she could find his boss. Her head snapped to the side as she plastered a grin on. "Thanks, darling!~"
She wandered through the camp, observing its size. No one had jumped down her throat despite bearing weapons like the short katana that rested against her lower back. She was sure they felt confident enough about their defenses as their power in general to allow it. Perhaps it was a power move itself to leave her be, or perhaps it just wasn't worth the effort. She didn't know what kinds of people TORNA dealt with; some arms dealers could be rather sensitive about being removed from their personal goods even if it could never get them out of a situation heading south. She stopped as she saw some white-haired kid throwing a punch. Kizuri, the kid had said. Jitsuko tucked that way.
"Yoo-hoo!" Jitsuko cried out from a safe distance of the spar, waggling her hand as if the petite, umbrella-wielding woman would fade into the background unnoticed. "I'm here to discuss an opportunity."
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tabOne month. It had been one month since TORNA returned to camp with their tails between their legs. One month since losing Chai. Ito hadn’t had anything in the way of a funeral for him; it wasn’t something she did in this business. The pinked haired Uchiha locked off the room the man stayed in, ordering no-one to go inside. And other members of TORNA would see their boss sitting at the same bench everyday in silence. It was the one that Chai and Ito had talked over, after their mission at the tea shop. That time felt like ages ago now, and Ito couldn’t help but wonder sometimes if she could go back to those days.
She sighed and returned her focus to the folders she’d been reading. Going down that train of thought was a waste of time. No-one could change the past, no in any way that mattered. The only thing the group of mercenaries could do was look to the future now. So Ito scanned the documents with her red Sharingan, useful for retaining information she’d found. TORNA had picked up a few new contracts that needed review, expanded the camp (it was about the size of a small village now), and even did some recruiting. Her group was a well oiled machine, but Ito wondered how much of that had been completed by her reputation these days.
The boss finished skimming some inventory requests before someone spoke to her, pulling her from her thoughts. She looked up, her Sharingan fading after she saw who it was. “Xifeng Okashimi, right? How’re you liking being at camp so far?” Ito asked, taking the skewer of food from the woman. Another person that specialized in making things go boom. Her and Rabu would have a lot to bond over, Ito supposed. The Jinchuriki wasn’t really sure of what to say, or if she should say anything. Ever since returning to camp, she’d been… distant to the other members. “I’ve heard you can be quite a handful. Just try not to blow up the place; we’re still recovering from the Bijuu attack over a month ago.” Ito’s stern expression slowly shifted to, at the very least, a small smirk. “But you look like you have potential, and you make a nice meal, so I’m glad to have you on board.”
Ito paused, tapping her finger on the stack of files that she’d placed on the bench next to her. “Tell me, Xifeng. Why did you join up with TORNA?” The bandit leader leaned back and looked at the newbie with an analytical and piercing gaze. “Our goal is to stand on top of the world, and to live how we want. So what is it that you get out of that?” She would wait patiently for Xifeng to answer, munching away on her snack the whole time.
“I see.” Ito replied thoughtfully. “Well, TORNA does its best to treat our member’s goals as our goals, so we’ll see to it that you get what you want. We’re a family here, after all.” Her last sentence rang hollow to her ears, but it was something she’d followed for so long. It was a doctrine that her late father, the previous TORNA leader, would tell people and that she adopted once she took over. But Ito, if ever asked, would be lying if she truly felt the same way about it, even with her newfound cousin in the mix.
It was then another member would interrupt, updating Ito that the camp had a visitor somewhere. “And you just let them in?” She replied sharply. “What’s the point of security if we just let any damn person waltz right through the ******** door? Whatever.” She finished with a sigh and stood up. “I’ll go see what they want. Xifeng, you’re welcome to come if you have nothing better to do.”
It wouldn’t take long for Ito to find the newcomer. Even with the faces of people hired during her absence, her file memorization helped her know just who was supposed to be there. And, more importantly, who stuck out like a sore thumb. Tiny woman, lavender hair, and wielding an umbrella despite the season. That was her. Ito would think for a second on how to make her entrance; first impressions were everything after all. Soon she settled and made her move.
“An opportunity, you say?” Ito’s voice came from a nearby roof of a wooden cabin. She sat casually with one arm hanging from her knee, her scythe directed behind her as it rest in the crook of her arm.. She looked down at the stranger with a smirk on her face that displayed superiority. “Tell me something.” As Ito spoke she revealed her pink Sharingan, with the young woman’s reflection clear as day inside of them. “Do you barge into the spaces of everyone you feed that line to? Or are we just special?”
Val's head would pop out of the tent she was working in and look at Xifeng. "Ah, You'll see in a little bit. I'm almost done, it's a surprise." She said, grabbing the skewers offered to her. "Thanks, you're the best." The mercenary woman said as her head would disappear back into the tent. Then with a bit more twists and turns she would be finished. Just like she said she would be, a woman who kept her promises that was for sure. Grabbing what she needed she would head out of the tent. When she left the tent she was carrying what seemed to be a large metal tube and some glowing capsules that each looked a bit different than the other. Some people might have looked at her funny, but it wasn't exactly something she cared about. Her clothes and skin dirty with soot and sweat, and that was just normal for her. She walked around like this all the time after she finished making something and was ready to test it out. In this case it was a bit different of a situation. Val was aware Ito hadn't had a real funeral of any sort for her friend, which was unfortunate but also something that was well...normal. She knew the kinds of people that this group was, and it just made sense.
Of course, that wasn't going to stop Val from doing something herself regardless. The tan skinned woman would find her way to where Ito was. The pink haired leader of TORNA was speaking to Xifeng and being bothered by some person who had sort of just...walked into the middle of a bandit camp without a care in the world. "Well, ballsy for sure." The woman spoke aloud, although not really intending for anyone to take in her words or respond to it. Continuing on with her own little thing....well little was definitely not the word for what she was about to do. It was fortunate that they were not in the direct middle of the camp though! Val didn't really want to set this thing off in the absolute middle of it....that might be dangerous. Maybe."Alright! disregard that rude little thing for a moment Ito." The woman said, although Ito might have been the leader, Val simply was a bit....well...informal about everything anyways. It wasn't like she was being rude just wanted to make sure the leader got to see what she cooked up.
The purple and blue haired woman slammed the large metal tube onto the ground. Kicking up quite a bit of dust around it. The top of the tube was open and if one had looked inside they'd see the bottom was not. Then the sack of capsule looking things she just....dumped into the the large tube as well. "Well, ya see. A lot of people honor their dead with those....you know funeral pyres and stuff like that right. Or other sorts of non-sense displays that are really ridiculous when you think too hard about it." Val explained...poorly. Lifting the giant metal tube she had just dumped the capsules into and holding it on her shoulder. Tilting the tube's open end upwards towards the sky. "Well, we didn't have a funeral for your friend so might as well...well do something interesting for a memorial or whatever." As she said that, chakra would flow from her hands into the large tube. All the capsules in the tube at once suddenly launching into the air above with a loud screeching sound. Then after a few seconds...BOOM, CRACKLE, SNAP, BOOM, BOOM, CRACKLE. The capsules all exploded, although not in any sort of random way no. Flames, smoke, lightning, energy releasing from the now erupted capsules.....and all of it forming an extravagant display...of the name CHAI. Large letters that rested over TORNA camp even through the daytime sky. and they stayed for some time, about 15 seconds before the name slowly began to fade away. "Eh, eh, better than a funeral pyre right?"
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Wow. The leader of TORNA was actually giving her the light of day! Xifeng was downright terrified of what she'd think of the rookie just walking up and addressing her so laxly. She took the skewer from her as the girl's other hand would recall back to her side. The question was asked to her as Xifeng would think to herself for a moment before answering. "It's been nice, all things considered. When you're not being forced to be hazed, wash laundry and do other things, it's just like home. Of course, Okashimi were born to be homemakers which helps a bit." It was true, as her found family had installed a series of values in her that made such work like this rather a walk in the park. It was annoying at times but her skill in such things is what made many of her dishes and laundry duties all the more noticeable around camp. But at the first little comment about not blowing things up made her wince a little. That darn reputation of hers getting brought up. "Y-Yeah. I'm working on my problem." she chuckled nervously.
By some saving grace, Ito would change the conversation to why she had decided to officially join TORNA. A question that she herself really didn't have much of an honest answer to. Still, the way those eyes gazed into her, she might have been able to see through the tan skinned girl before she'd just blurt out whatever came to her mind. "I'm no good out there, and I don't want to just blow somebody up. The villages and nobody will take me, b-but I bet that you guys could help me become somebody. M-Maybe also try and find my Destined One." she offered, rubbing the back of her head. Unlike Kizuri, she sounded more unsure and distant of such a goal that the crazed, serpentine loving girl. With her answer given, Xi exhaled out of relief as it seemed pretty good enough for the leader. Their meeting was short lived as another guard would approach the pair and tell Ito about a visitor that would wish to see her. Xifeng had wondered if she should be on her way, but the opportunity for inclusion was enough to spook the girl into following the leader with a, "Y-Yes, ma'am!" and following suit.
A woman wielding an umbrella with shiny hair would stand before them both, standing before the two sparring during the girl's approach. Ito would be greeting the woman with her charm that Xi had been done so only a few moments before, although her head turned to the woman the smaller body was battling. "Wait a minute.." she said to herself, eyes widened as she recognized that posture from anywhere!
"Hey Viper!"
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Sure the scuffle at the Hyuuga manor would have ended in a bit of a tizy. Ito was a little but worse for wear, but at least she didn't end up like Chai. The handsome boy who had stilled owed her the skinsuit back, Kizuri would feel a bit bad for the boss. She obviously was fairly close to the man but the deranged pit fighter could care less about losing him. They barely talked outside of the few times. Times changed, people died. You got over it. The others were shocked as well but it didn't phase her activity in any way. In fact, Kizuri only went around picking more fights. Today's scrap was against the short fry she had felt a calling towards, Maeko. They'd be slugging it out while enjoying herself. The kid knew how to throw a punch, and Kizuri was all the more thankful for it. After a vicious haymaker, the woman laughed and would get into a pose. "Alright, squirt. This time I'm gunna make you really BLEED!" she said cheerfully before that voice would grace her ears.
"Hey Viper!"
Kizuri lost focus, looking up to the others gathering around. But they didn't matter. Only that cocoa skinned woman in the middle of it all. She walked up the stairs while she did the same, the two of them soon sprinting at one another before tackling one another onto the ground and playfully beating one another in one flailing mass. The two of them laughed just like children, with Xifeng socking Kizuri in the nose as the latter's foot would bash the bomb girl in to the stomach. "It really is you! I knew I couldn't forget that adorable face anywhere." her hands pinched Xi's cheeks hard, pulling her into a puckering face. Xifeng would snicker and pull herself from it, heating her finger up and playfully pressing it against Kizuri's stomach as smoke came from the woman's stomach. "I didn't think I'd find my playmate here, but it's a nice surprise. I owe you a little session of "Nightcrawlers"." The mention made Kizuri's eyes light up in exstacy, with the two fighting so roughly again with such happy expressions. After five minutes or so of roughhousing on the ground, Kizuri would look her head back up at Maeko. "Sorry, kiddo. This is Xifeng. She's my sister. Kind of sister. Okashimi stuff, but we fooled around a bunch. She has a way with those mouths of hers."
Her comment had gotten a swift punch from Xifeng, sticking her bloodied tongue out while she giggled to herself. Xifeng would huff with a faint color to her cheeks. "You're still prude as ever."
"I didn't even get to what you did as a kid though~"
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↳ Gen. Specialist: Those who are a specialist can choose one category of genjutsu to follow as a path. You can follow the path of the illusionist (illusory focus), enchanter/enchantress (enchantment focus), trickster (instance focus), or conjurer (chain focus). Selecting a Path grants [3] additional custom slots and [1] keystone for techniques of that category. Genjutsu that are cast by those of this specialization are more efficient as according to the user's body rank, all Genjutsu are [10] Chakra cheaper to perform with the user's specialized Focus are further reduced by another [5] Chakra per body rank. No cost can be lower than a minimum of [5] Chakra. Once every other post all three of the genjutsu specialist's activations in a post can be used for genjutsu.
↳ Master of Deception: With genjutsu, realism and the sensory ability of the target factor heavily into the ability of the victim to realize they are in a genjutsu. The illusionist chooses [1] Sense of Specialization that will render a genjutsu cost [1] rank less if the casted genjutsu's primary sense is their specialization. Genjutsu that use the illusionist's Sense of Specialization as the primary sense become resistant to the sensory powers of sages and non-Infinite Perception discipline scholars. This resistance means that the genjutsu will go unnoticed from these abilities. Since the illusionist has become so adept in their Sense of Specialization they may always weave it into genjutsu as an Additional Sense unless it would bring the illusion's sensory control above the [5] limit. The illusionist may also always select any Additional Sense that is not their Sense of Specialization to add to a genjutsu as long as it does not exceed the cap of [5] manipulated senses.
Sense of Specialization: Sound ↳ Lasting Hypnosis: The user's genjutsu prowess has achieved a heightened level of potency and lingers for longer. The primary sense of any genjutsu that was released using Kai lingers for [1] additional post. This residual effect is minor because the manipulation of the target with the technique has ended. For example, a complete darkness sight genjutsu that was dispelled may leave the lingering feeling that the world is still a bit darker than it is in reality. If a genjutsu used a mental status effect then it will linger for [1] post longer at one level below what it was before at a minimum of level one. Originally level one mental status effects are too weak to linger. The base duration of your genjutsu are increased by [1] post at E-C, [2] at B-A, and [3] at S and above. Instance genjutsu are not affected by an increase of duration but instead cannot be dispelled by kai and only by pain. Genjutsu upkeep lessens by [5] Chakra per body rank and non-Instant are applied with overwhelming, requiring lingering genjutsu to use [1.5x] the resource to Kai.
↳ Kurama: Sakkakugan owners are typically physically fragile. The Sakkakugan is able to see the life-force of a demon inside it's host even when it is hidden by a seal. Genjutsu rank D - C cost [5] less chakra to perform. Genjutsu rank B - A cost [10] less chakra to perform. Genjutsu rank S cost [20] less chakra to perform. Kai costs [10] less chakra to perform.
↳ Sakkakugan Abilities: Life Sense: Within 100 meters, any type of life is able to be seen as a bright glow, when even the Byakugan cannot see it. Potent Illusions: Genjutsu performed while Sakkakugan is active are treated to cost an extra [5] chakra per rank of the genjutsu to Kai Sixth Sense as the First: With a stationary body, the user can detach his vision and walk around to look at things. Cannot physically move during this. The Gift of Life: The user may trade their life for another's, resurrecting them if they were recently killed.
↳ Personal Attributes: Abolishing Sight: All techniques labeled 'weakness' have their duration increased by [1] post. Interweaving Fairytales: Because the Sakkakugan is so adept at weaving genjutsu together they are afforded a unique version of self korabo which is done in place of a normal korabo between two illusions. When more than one genjutsu is on the target their ranks are shifted so that the lower ranked genjutsus get their strength bumped up to highest ranked genjutsu on the target for the rest of it's duration. This is only useable up to the users self ranked korabo level and each genjutsu is still treated as separate when interacting with kai. Any upkeeps are also increased to reflect this change. Otherwordly Imagery: Genjutsu performed by Emiko cannot be mimicked or reversed by any means. ( Genjutsu can still be broken, however. ) Mental Break: Emiko is able to use each Sakkakugan's "weakness" techniques twice instead of once. Doubtful Whispers: With her focus on auditory hallucinations, Emiko is able to cast any genjutsu through the sense of sound. Vicarious Visions: When a genjutsu deals with any elemental status that can be attributed, the target will suffer from the tier that is one rank below of the genjutsu cast. Any resources afflicted are only temporary, and given back when the genjutsu is kai'd or broken through some other means.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2021 8:11 am
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Jitsuko looked overhead to catch the fireworks, amazed at the display. She hadn't seen any since she was a little girl. "Such fanfare," she commented for her own amusement, lips curling into a smile as the in-group started paying attention to her. She had questions about the meaning of Chai - surely, they weren't celebrating tea - but it would show her hand to ask such a question directly. Her posture still seemed lax as Ito appeared, though a particular glint appeared in Jitsuko's eyes as she looked over the pink-haired woman. She'd heard a lot about the boss, and she was eager to see how reality measured up to the word on the street.
"I don't feed lines," she responded smoothly, nothing about her suggesting she was taking Ito's response the wrong way. "But I certainly find you all to be special. Or rather, I would like to believe you all are. I've accomplished all of my immediate, solo goals, and I bore of my own impeccable suggestions." She intended to embody the role of an accomplished woman bored of the independent life - which wasn't entirely untrue - but she looked Ito in the eye as she spoke, either completely unafraid of the sharingan or determined to demonstrate the capacity to handle it should Ito use it.
In any case, she titled her head to the side and smiled pleasantly. "I'm just interested in preserving beauty, these days, and I heard that you lot create some beautiful chaos." She didn't make a habit of revealing her hand often, but she did look over to the dark-skinned woman and blow her a kiss; the action summoned Aiko, her identical sister-turned-puppet. Aiko appeared behind Xifeng but moved from behind the woman to stand beside Jitsuko, holding the umbrella for the rogue. "It's a pleasure," Aiko said with a polite bow. "Fortunately," Jitsuko started before Aiko joined in, "this is a two-for-one special."
Jitsuko took advantage of Aiko's holding of the umbrella to gesture with open hands in an inviting way. "I'm happy to prove that I'm capable enough to run with you, gorgeous."
