A Gang Drop [Event]

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Agent Sanders' meeting went as it was supposed to. The man picked up the package from him, and an agreement was reached. Several people were now going to be members of the gang in this city, and a headquarters was established. Sanders now was to run a package across town to secure some weapons from a friendly arms dealer in the city. He was carrying a letter in a manila envelope for the umpteenth time in his life. He was liqueured up, and he now he carried a knife. He had secured what he wanted, but he know carried another message. He walked down the street, looking a little sketchy, but angry. He was drunk, and now he had a knife to protect him from a repeat of the earlier situation. He made his walk quickly. Would anyone notice him?

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Genpaku, who had chosen to settle in Ka'aba for a while, was now back into the city-streets of the capital when he noticed a man stand out amongst many. Still dressed in his black-metal mechanical suit, the Kusa Genin stood looking askance at the sketchy looking man. His height was that of the one from the night before; he looked drunk almost, given his gait and demeanor towards those whom he passed. The Iron Leg's tactical vest had been open at this point, yet still secured stunning and smoke grenades, and various doses of rare herbs in its slots.

At about five meters, Genpaku pursued this man. He was behind him and moved with the flux of the crowd in a manner that the man would not notice that Genpaku was following his trail unless he turned back and remembered him from last night. A body of steel was Genpaku's true and only form of weaponry. Given the daytime setting, this man may be easier to apprehend than last night's encounter.

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The day was quite, but Sanders did pass through a crowd of people on a major street, before he executed two swift turns and ended up in an alley. He was pissed off, and now that he was alone, he slid the knife out of his pocket, and fingered it gently. He was nervous, especially because he had the creeping suspicion  that he was being followed. He then noticed it was the man with the clones from the night before, so he cast an illusion which would make his speech seem normal to all but the man behind him. "You, behind me. I saw you from last night. You want to bust my balls. We can strike a deal, you know. I can get you in with the gang."  He would say, his words slurring a little bit. Despite his talk of niceties, he would continue his handseals, making himself turn menacing if the reply wasn't in his favor. If any move was made, he would let the man get within fifteen metets, and then pull his nice and look terrifying.

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Doublespeak
Rank: "C"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: The subjects of the Jutsu can speak about anything they like, but to everyone else, they sound like they are holding a mundane conversation about the weather, the taste of the food, local politics, and similarly banal topics.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Affects anyone who sees the targets. Affects up to the user and 1 creature per class level. The user is able to perform this technique by touching them. The duration of this technique lasts for 5 minutes per class level. This technique may be negated. User understands their companions clearly enough, but judging by the expressions of those around them, nobody else knows what is actually being said. The illusion also modifies facial expressions and mouth movements to match the illusory words spoken. Anyone who spends at least 1 full round studying the conversation is allowed a save to disbelieve the illusion. Subjects of the Jutsu know the gist of what the illusory voices talked about during the duration, that is, they know the topics covered, but not the precise phrases or details.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

Frightful Presence
Rank: "C"
Skill: GenJutsu
Effect: With this Jutsu the user can create a fearsome manifestation that mimics the Frightful Presence performed by Beasts.
Special: No Handseals, however the time it takes to perform this technique is as long as performing a Jutsu with handseals.
Drawback: ---
Description: A Fear, Mind-Affecting Technique. Affects anyone who sees the user. The user is able to perform this technique on themselves. The duration of this technique is instantaneous. This technique may be negated. This Jutsu makes the user's very presence unsettling to foes. Opponents within 15 meters of the user who can see the user must make a save frightened for 3d6 rounds. This ability affects only opponents who are 1 class level lower than the user.
Limit: Must know the Glamour Perception.

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They ended up alone in an alley way similar to the one on the previous night. Seems like these events were repeating themselves but in a more than favorable opportunity for Genpaku.

"I gave chase to see what you were doing.. I'm not from around here," true, in every aspect of his riposte; Genpaku kept his distance, still, unsure as to what the true motives of this man had been. Once the agent offered him a position among the underbelly runners of Ka'aba, Genpaku hesitated. He remembered his criminal and smuggling days back in Kusa no Kuni.. had he the proper skill to still keep up with the petty crimes of those of this man's organization? Illusion or not, Gen opted to take the man's offer, seeing large sums of money as a better payout than whatever he could gain for turning this man into the capital's authorities.

"I'm interested. Tell me more."

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The man, still not satisfied with simply recruiting the man, decided to mess with him. Perhaps it was the influence of Sake, or perhaps it was the influence of his gang related life that made him do it, but he turned around and whipped out his knife as the jutsu finished. He would strike fear in the heart of the man behind him, and his mind would be no match for the genjutsu. The fear would permeate him, make him want to turn around and flee the situation before it got worse. This fear would hang around for quite some time. He could do nothing but run away.


OOC: Afraid for 13 rounds. You failed your save, mate. The dice are just not on your side....

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In a sudden turn of events, perhaps during the time the man had moved through his grand spiel, Genpaku fell under the condition of frightened. The man before him had suddenly about him a sinister aura, and the Kusanin -- for the life of him -- could not distinguish if it was real or an illusion. He, having never experienced such a feeling, moved back a step; surely by this time his steel bones had began to feel like liquid metal and he wished to run but he could not. His famous iron legs had become as jelly; sweat dropping, he nervously looked at the runner, still eyeing the metal blade in the man's possession.

"...I-I, well, uh," he gulped, "I should get going." Even with fear crippling him, he thought of leaving. At best, he was now under the dominion of the agent.

[round 1]

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It would seem the man had succumbed to the jutsu, cringing in fear. It was odd, really, a ninja being so terrified by a common gangster wielding a knife. Yes, this was a good illusion. The gangster walked away, or began to, as he started casting an illusion to confer invisibility on him. But, he realized he had the opportunity to make it big. If he killed an opponent of the gang, after clever trickery, he would easily be promoted. He could be a big man on the streets of Ka'aba. So, after more drunken hesitating and stumbling, he staggered back at the man, who was only fifteen meters behind him. He sprinted as fast as he could to close the gap. He took a drunken swipe at the man, ideally striking him clean across the back. The knife was wielded with a closed fist, a solid grasp. The stroke was wild, easily dodged, but also extremely painful, if the fear kept the young man from getting up. If the knife blow hit, or it didn't, but his victim remained in range, he would begin a kick . The kick would hopefully destabilize the target even more.

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Immobilized, the Kusanin watched as his attacker retreated further into the alleyway; this brought relief, but only for a moment. In a drunken haste, the man returned upon Genpaku and lashed at his with his small yet violent knife. The attack would hit Gen in the chest, and perhaps do little damage. Why? He was of Seitetsu origin: his bone was made of steel. While the flesh may have been weak enough to be rendered by the knife, the bone was adamant and withstood such a blow. Still stricken with fear, he had fallen back to avoid another slash from the man; a kick, in lieu, hit him in the exposed stomach -- where no steel resided, only fleshy organs. The Kusagakure ninja spat up blood and for a moment, began to feel less fearful. Could it be that whatever art had been used to subjugate his mind had began to wear off?

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Slight Cut - 1
Natural Resist - 1


Koutetsu no Karada (Steel Body) 
Rank: "D", "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: Ninjutsu, Supplementary in Weapon Form.
Effect: Determines the durability of the user's Steel Body.
Special: "Hand Seals", supplementary in Weapon Form.
Drawback: The more durable the body is, the less speed that the user has. The speed is of the user is reduced by one Difficulty Class from their current Difficulty Class for every Rank of the technique that the user has active. If at any point the user's Difficulty Class for movements reduces below "D" Rank, they will be considered to have zero movements per turn, unless they are performing the required handseals to obtain a lower Durability.
Description: The Koutestu no Karada, or the Steel Body, is the understanding of just how powerful the user's steel has become. The Steel of the body is capable of resisting up to one strike of the same Rank as it before becoming injured. This technique, while not in weapon form, can be modified around, due to the fact that the lower the ranking, the faster that the user is capable of moving with less training. When the user has transformed into Weapon Form, they will automatically take the highest rank of this ability in order to state their durability.
Limit: Must have Koutetsu Katansei of the same rank.

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The pain would strike the man, although the kick would hardly displace anyone so heavy. The pain shot through him, his blood spilling on the pavement. It was a miracle nobody walked by, but such an event did not happen. The man on the ground would find his head throbbing, and he would almost see the incredulity of being terrified by a man wielding a tiny knife. But he would still fall under the spell. The illusionist smiled a wicked smile, confident now that he would end up with a higher rank in the gang, perhaps leading the whole damn operation in this city. He took his knife and stabbed it at the stomach of the victim. His face would be clear from this view. He had freckles all over his face, and a sandy brown color of hair. His eyes were blue, and his complexion otherwise pale. He was built slim, but carried a letter tucked into his belt. He was wearing a yellow and purple sweatshirt. He was taking this slow, for all he did for the moment was deliver a single thrust into the stomach of the target.

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In an attempt to crawl away into the streets of Ka'aba, Genpaku was wrestled down and toppled. The face of his attacker had shone clearly in his steely blue eyes and now he knew what pain had felt like. Fear, mingling with stabbing pains at his abdomen, caused him to scream out in anguish. It was not clear at this point if the Seitetsu boy would survive this random attack after being offered a chance at stardom in the thieves' guild. Blood spilled from both his mouth and his wound as he lay on his side, incapable of doing much more than weakly swinging his arms at his attacker, pressed to free himself.

[round 3]

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The boy before him was almost dead, bleading out of several orifices. This was his chance to strike a death blow. But, he hesitated. He knew suddenly that he had control of this entire situation. He could do quite a bit with this boy's nearly dead body. So, he would club Genpaku in the side of his head with the blunt of the blade, and take hold of him. While he was out cold, he would carry the cold body, noting its greatly unusual weight, and begin to carry him out of the city. If all of this was successful, he would move out into the Stone nation's country side.


[Attempted Exit]

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Out cold and still suffering from mental terrors, Genpaku was lugged out of the great capital of Ka'aba into the lands of Stone. At best, he was now at the mercy of the runner with freckles and fierce blue eyes.

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The sandy haired man would carry the heavy youth down the streets. He would toss a letter into a building through the window. With that done, he would continue carrying Genapku through the outskirts of the city all the way out to the countryside. There, he would drop the boy along with another letter he had concealed in his pants pocket. He would leave the two in a pile, and run away quickly.

Moments later, a dark man, who had to be more than six and a half feet tall. He ran, up, noticed the bleeding soon-to-be-corspe and laughed. "Damn, son. He's all beat up and out cold."  This would reawaken the youth. He was inches away from a tall intimidating man who bore a sword at his waist as he awakened. The boy, though still under the affects of the genjtusu, was now unaffected because the thing which he feared was not there. "Come here, let me fix you right up. I'm good at this sort of thing." Would the young man let this self-proclaimed medic heal him? Or would he try to run in his injured state?

The area was in the woods of Stone Nation, in a shady area. The wintery conditions made it bitter, but no snow was to be seen. The sky was a sharp blue above their heads, and few clouds were to be seen. This seemed an odd spot for a gang drop, to say the least.

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Feeling rusted, the young Seitetsu teen from Kusa no Kuni could go no further. He would not live to see the Senbonzakura come this spring.

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