[M] Make him strong!

[Asami]

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Make Him Strong!

Rank: C

IIC Length: 4 Posts

Difficulty: Easy

Objective: Train the Feudal Lords son in the basic arts of shinobi.

Description:

The Feudal Lord has come to the Village with a desperate request. Take his fat, spoiled son, and make him into a fighter! Since birth the Feudal lord's wife has spoiled her baby boy and made him weak. Not wanting to pass his linage on to this embarrassment he has asked that the village undo his wife's behavior and instead turn him into a respectable man but it wont be easy. The son is set in his pretentious ways and wont be easily swayed. Sometimes a little 'tough love' is needed to get the motivation necessary for the shinobi arts.

Restrictions: There is no restriction on training yourself as you do this mission.

Reward: 38,000 Ryo

GM Required: No

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The spring sun was shining through the spring clouds telling the time of around noon. A break in the stormy weather, yet the wind was still blowing everything on it's way. The odd pair strolled through the gates, with the two guards standing behind them, gawking. The odd pair of short kunoichi attracted their fair share of looks where ever they went. One was slim and lanky, clearly in a phase of speedy growth, while the other had reached her maturity, with delicious curves all the right places. In everything they were contrasting each other. Asami, walking on the right, looked exactly like last time they had been on a mission. shoulder length ashblond hair, falling in waves around a face still looking a bit too big for her skinny body. She was still fully equipped with multiple pouches clipped to her belt, even to a relatively secure place as this, she was ready for survival, but the most important pouch was definitely her medical one, equipped with a field cauterizer, and a first aid kit. A pair of long pants fell down her thin legs, with a rosa piece of fabric blowing in the harsh winds, and her tonfa strapped to each side of her too long legs, as the only visible weapon, yet in her surrounding pouch she sported an arsenal of both, kunai's shurikens and senbons, flint and steel, a multitool in case of emergency, and of course the compass, binocular and wireless radios, though she doubted she would need it all. Her long sleeved black hoodie was zipped close at the front, yet still short enough to reveal the artfully wrapped bandages around her waist. Her large green eyes looked seriously at everything, as they walked, but already they were glittering with a hardness one didn't normally see in her.

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Arriving at the huge palace compared to what any of them had seen before, a big man waited for them. Muscular in build, he clearly worked out even as his retrieving hairline, and gray spatter at the corners, put him around middle age. Indeed he was living the good life, and if one looked closely one could see the belly protruding a bit, and stretching the fine fabric his tunic was made from, but still he was an imposing man, with a stern expression. He sized them up, clearly not impressed, but seemed to accept the fact, that they were indeed both Iwakure Shinobi, from the emblems reflecting the sun back at him. "You are here about my son?" getting straight to the point, it seemed like he was in no mood for plesentries, but was in a hurry. Yet he simply radiated strength, power, and calm as they stood in front of him. 

Asami was already showing her timid side, of stopping a step too early in front of him, yet otherwise her face was impossible to read, as she simply nodded and otherwise said nothing, letting the woman beside her do the talking, as she was clearly much better at finding the words than Asami was.

[Tara]

Tara had a severe look about her as she approached the Feudal Lord. This short kunoichi had changed up her appearance a little bit for the mission at hand. Instead of her normally sensible shoes, she had on thigh high black leather high heeled boots. It went well with the black leather mini skirt that fitted very tightly indeed and the Tactical vest also done up in black leather. The chain handcuffs worn as a belt set the look up very well indeed. She was even more in contrast with her Medic partner but at least they both looked serious this time.

Her black hair was still done up but in a more severe bun to accent the look she was going for held in place by two senbon. Her headband with shinobi plate of course was placed just nicely to keep just enough hair over her horns. Nothing much could be done about her spade tail that swayed behind her as she was progressing forward. The whip on her hip was useless as a true weapon because of the quality but it's black leather made another point. Thanks to Asami she still had a black collar around her neck that linked to a earbud that was the wireless radio.

She had her compass and a couple more slots of Senbon were in various pouches of her Vest. Penlight, lockpick kit, energy gem, whip feather tokens, flint, and multitool were also in various pouches as well more for utility than because she needed them. On her back was a large pack full of various clays, as well a smaller pouch opposite of the whip was another small pouch with training clay. Binoculars, walkie talkie, and water purifier rounded out her gadgets as well. She also had both hands covered in a finger-less leather gloves.

"We are, I assume if your the pone who put in the request about someone needing some toughening up. " Tara's eyes narrowed and she had on a look that said she was about to eat up whoever is in her care. She was smoking hot to touch and her voice with it's bewitching quality just accented everything else. The boy was about to get a lesson on what happened to bad boys. And with a healer around she could go further. Even her nails were done up to look like claws.

This was the woman who was becoming known as Demoness. It was bad to get on the wrong side of her. And spoiled brats started there. She wondered if the boy had spine enough to last through what she was about to put him through. They were about to find out either way.

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Bewitching
Rank: "C"
Skill: Heritage Trait
Effect: A trait that allows the user to speak while manipulating the feelings of others.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Some humans have an uncanny ability to manipulate others, often due to an alluring physical trait. When dealing with NPCs whose starting attitude toward them is not Hostile, they can choose to use this ability to temporarily improve their attitude toward those NPCs by a greater degree than normal. When speaking, treat the NPC’s starting attitude as 1 level higher than it actually is for the purpose of determining their new attitude. The NPC’s new attitude lasts only for a number of minutes equal to 2 per Class level. After that time, the attitude returns to the state it was before the user spoke. If circumstances in the interim have rendered the NPC violent or hostile (such as from being attacked by the bewitcher), the NPC’s attitude remains where it is (rather than returning to its original state). This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.

[Asami]

Seeing the Demoness' outfit had made the man arc an eyebrow, and he opened his mouth to speak something harsh, yet kept it there for a bit, before he seemed to soften up just a bit and nodded. "Indeed. I want you to train him in some basic shinobi combat, to show him some tough love to change his mother's bad influence on him. Don't damage him though. Bruises are fine, but I cannot have the next Feudal lord missing a leg because of poor judgement!" 

Asami who had not been too sure about her comrade's choice of clothes, or lack there-off gawked for a moment from him to Tara before gently clearing her throat to make herself noticed once more, so he could tear his gaze away from the woman beside her. "I'm a field medic. I will keep him healthy and make sure nothing is taken as far as to jeopardize his physical health." In no ways did she want to make any promises about his mental state after Tara was done with him. Just the sight alone would freak out most sensible people! But she could definitely train a few things while she was here, healing being one of them. That thought made her lips tug into a smile once more, one she hoped would be reassuring, even if it had nothing to do with the boy, and everything to do with her, feeling that the trip might not be a waste of time anyway, since Tara could clearly do this on her own.

[Tara]

Tara merely raised an eyebrow at the Lord's request about damages, but Asami had the acceptable answer. Without much to do and somewhat as a calculated move she moved on inside bypassing the large man like he wasn't even there. "Okay lets get started, Where is the boy?" She stood in the entry hall in a wide stance with her hands on her hips and surveyed all before her like it was hers and not the Lords. She was fully into her roll as a dominate person just for the Lord's and Boy's benefit.

With her background for performing for various audiences she had an idea of what was needing to be done. To her it was fun to be paid to go back to her earlier profession without the negative parts of it. The boy was in for a surprise when he finally met the demon woman who had all the traits for that.

[Asami]

before anyone could even react Tara was behind the feudal lord, and already two guards inside turned towards her with spears pointing. A calm hand raised from the Feudal lord made them stop, but not before eyeing her both suspiciously and lustfully.

Asami shook her head and moved up a little behind the feudal lord. "You will find him in his room. The guard will take you there." one of the guards dibbed his head to the feudal lord, nodded to the two shinobi and started walking, while the other looked... satisfied that he could stay behind and simply watch the demoness walk away in that small skirt.

As soon as they were out of hearing of the lord himself Asami muttered softly. "we're here for the boy. That could have ended very badly you know."

They were taken through an number of halls, the place looking slightly like a maze, not because of the design but because of the sheer size of it until the guard finally stopped at a door. "The young lord is in here. I will stand outside, making sure no guard will harass you." The eyes narrowed slightly as he looked from one to the other, letting his gaze linger on Tara, as she was the one who looked arguably more dangerous. "I happen to like the young lord. So I will intervene if I deem it necessary."

[Tara]

Tara gave Asami a smirk and shrugged. She was completely unrepentant about her attitude. They followed the guard to the boy's room where she gave the Guard a smile that would have him wondering if she even understood the threat of intervening. She honestly didn't care what the guard did, he would be due for punishment as well if he stopped them. "Asami, you go in first. Good Cop, bad Cop. We want the young man off balance. Guard no matter what you hear guard don't interfere. Your young lord will be fine." With that the stage was set.

[Asami]

Cringing on the inside, Asami simply opened the door without knocking or showing other signs of politeness. She might be playing the good cop, but there were limits to how much she would suck up to a little spoiled brat.

"Hello young lord. I'm Asami I am here on behalf of the Feudal lord to help you become stronger and capable to take the reign when it is your due time"

She took in three steps and stopped politely, her little girl voice not sounded overly impressive, yet her face seemed impassive and unmovable. She didn't look around, nor showed any signs at the young man lying lazily on a small mountain of pillows reading. Without looking up he waved at her dismissively. "Not interested. I already had my classes for today. Leave me."

A little smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, as she waved Tara inside behind her back. She didn't feel like taking this battle. She would instead show him, how dispassionate she could be, and how little he would get her help. As she spoke her voice were sweet like candy and overly polite. "I'm a afraid I cannot do that young lord. You see this is a job I was sent to do by the Feudal Lord, and I cannot be a disgrace."

[Tara]

Tara smiled with a feral look in her eye. Her tail twitched in anticipation, things were going to plan. Despite what people think about her, she didn't act rashly she always had a plan. it just didn't take her long to come up with one. Without warning, Tara lashed out from beside Asami with her whip, lashing his ankle and physically pulled him out of the bed and onto his rump.

With bold moves before anyone could react she was on him with a heel between his legs on him. "You will take your lesson, how painful it is, is up to you." At that point she applied just a bit of pressure as she re-looped her whip. She smiled at him showing her fanged teeth, and allowed her eyes to glow red for a moment. "Your choice deal with her or me. Either way you will get a lesson you better not forget." Her voice was both harsh and erotic.

Tara quickly bent over and grabbed the young man who was starting to get a little chubby around the middle by his shoulders in tight fists. She hauled him bodily up and threw him against his bed and awaited his reaction. This would be a major shock to the lazy man.

[Asami]

The crack of the whip in the air made Asami flinch and jerk her head away. Thankfully the young lord were too busy looking at Tara in shock and horror at being physically pulled by his ankles to notice anything.

Frozen in fear he was able to do nothing as she spoke, except hiss in a deep breath when she applied a bit of pressure onto his most precious possesions. Being manhandled was clearly not something he was used to, because it took him a bit of time as he lay on the bed to finally gulp down the fear of the tiny but curvy woman, and nod. Not before a dark stain became visible on the front of his pants though.

Asami didn't waste any time. She decided she might as well play along with this horrible cherade, bent down to grab the book he had been reading and which had slided over to her, and threw it at him hard. "Answer her."

Her voice were much softer, but were the woman beside her was all fire and brimstone, able to intimidate with her act, Asami was more a girl of action. And he would get many bruises before this day was over anyway.

[Tara]

Tara's smile cracked even wider as Asami began to be harsh to the young man as well. This was perfect, having a partner in crime versus someone who would hold her back to her nicest self. She was still aware that the young girls was still in her impressionable years but that was little excuse. Either way though this boy was a worm to her. He hadn't shown any courage or anything yet, they may need to break him to get him stronger.

"So soiling yourself is your answer? That is no good. You will answer clearly every question put you and end it in Mistress if talking to me, and Ma'am if you are talking to her. You got me?" When he didn't respond quick enough, especially when the book beaned him in his stupor-ed state, Tara grabbed him once more and tossed him to the floor. "You don't get the bed until you know your place and can answer clearly. This is what I think of your pathetic display so far. " With that she relieved herself on his already soiled pants. " You are in no state to rule yourself much less this country. "

[Asami]

((Sorry for the long wait.))

The poor boy looked at Tara in shock and horror as she relieved herself. Asami paled visibly when she saw what Tara was about to do, and hurried to close the door so the guard wouldn't see what they were about to do. She kept her mouth shut, and as soon as the boy looked at her to look for any kind of comfort, she schooled her face to show complete indifference. 

That made the boy gulp and try to speak. It came out a croak of garbled noise, and he quickly rose his hands, and spoke with the high pitched tone of riled fear.  "Yes mistress! Yes! I'll do whatever!" The quiver of tears showed in his voice. He had clearly never tried anything like this ever before.

Asami walked around and grabbed another book. At this point she didn't really care what she took, but she decided to at least give him a chance to save his precious stuff. "Dodge" Her voice, soft and calm didn't hint towards any emotions or thought, and as soon as she was done speaking, she threw it towards him, aiming straight for his head. 

[Tara]

As the boy dodge somewhat slowly Tara smiled. "Better, but not good enough. Get changed into clean clothes and again." Tara then looked at her partner. "Keep throwing at him. " And then it was back at the boy. " Keep dodging as you change. If you can dodge at least five items. I will let the nicer of the two of us direct this. " That was her only time going to be offering this. Her voice put more than a hint of suggestion in this as well. He would be compelled to obey.

[Asami]

Asami kept her expression neutral and bored until the boy hurried away to get changed into some fresh clothes and Tara turned to her. A tiny smile tugged at the corner of her lips that slowly grew into the first real smile Tara had seen on her so far. She nodded and started wandering around to look at stuff.

The boy came back with his head hanging only to get knocked down by a book that flew towards his head as he wasn't ready. He fell right down on his ass a big purple bruise already forming. "Always be ready to duck. Seems my friends gets to train you in melee now"

Asami looked from the young teenager to Tara with a fake shrug of dissapointment. She then took a pillow to sit on, fiddling with the pieces to shogi ready to throw whenever he would get a moments respite from Tara. "I'll make sure he'll be alright. You go ahead and use him as a training dummy"

((since we can use this for training I think we can train a technique each as well, before we end it yeah?^^))

[Tara]

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Post 1
(+2 TP for C Class)
Vingativa
Rank: "C" Always 20 TP
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A take down by placing a leg as a lever behind the opponent's legs and knocking them backward with the arm.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: An unambiguous desequilibrante. The user brings their whole extended leg up behind the 2 feet of the opponent. With a quick pivot of the torso and the assistance of the right arm (or elbow for a more vicious technique), the user levers the opponent over the leg. Make sure that the lever comes up behind both the opponent's feet. Try to work on a smooth motion that sweeps and "bumps" the lever leg forward simultaneously to knock the opponent back with the arm in the center of the chest. The skill of doing this movement without turning the fight into a wrestling match it is in positioning oneself perfectly to take the opponent by surprise. This can be achieved by coming in from the side just after the opponent has completed a technique and is still unsteady on the feet. Another way is to distract the opponent with a harmless-looking movement like Corta Capim, and with the final swing bring the rotating leg up to the side and then back behind the opponent's legs for a rapidly delivered Vingativa. A well-timed maneuver that unbalances is superior to one that relies on brute force (not timing) to take the opponent down. If used as a Counter: Countering transfers 15% of an opponent's attack damage back to the opponent
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Capoeira. Must know Ginga.

Tara's smile grew wicked as she turned back to the cleaned up boy. Well he was somewhat cleaned up as it was just a change of clothes. But at least he was now dressed for the day. Either way it was time for Tara to have some fun. Tara was a Capoeira user and this was going to be interesting. For Few traditional martial artists were ever ready for her unusual style.

More so she combined her natural weapons into her techniques to increase the effectiveness of throwing an opponent off balance. First he tail whipped the poor boy across the face as she closed the distance so quickly it seemed like a blink to the man. He wasn't shinobi or even half trained so that alone would be a surprise. Her hand reached up to caress the boy's face as her leg sweep behind him.

Then with a vicious movement brought her leg into the back of his as she elbowed him forward. A little pivot was all that needed in her mind. It wasn't the full technique yet but the effect was the same as the boy bounced onto his ass and into a wall. He hit hard enough to thump as she continued to approach him. With strong hands, she hauled him up and slung him behind her and began stalking him again, wondering if he would get what he needed to do.

[Asami]

The boy was in no way ready for the tail that flashed across his face leaving an angry red mark. He stumbled a step back only to freeze in surprise and shock as Tara caressed his cheek. Clearly he only grew more and more confused as he clearly reacted to this scary woman. He had just started leaning into her, when suddenly his heart was broken as she viciously pushed him back. Asami looked interrested upon the technique deciding she might as well learn something, if only a way to protect herself against such moves. 

As the boy fell a shogi piece hit his forehead once more, the same bruise as before. "That's what would be considered an epic fail. Not only did you fall for her tricks you didn't even try to protect yourself. you'll do better next time I'm sure. And every time you fail I hit you with another piece. Fail enough and I move to bigger more fragile and more expensive things."

The poor boy was all alone. He looked terrified from one to the other, all thoughts of superiority gone from his mind. Asami kept a critical eye on him, but for now, no real harm had come to him, so she stayed on the sideline doing nothing for now. "Get up"

Her voice was soft and calm, so misplaced to the scene as she watched the boy get up and ready himself for yet another assault from the seductive demoness.

[Tara]

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Post 2
(+2 TP for C Class)
Vingativa
Rank: "C" Always 20 TP
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A take down by placing a leg as a lever behind the opponent's legs and knocking them backward with the arm.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: An unambiguous desequilibrante. The user brings their whole extended leg up behind the 2 feet of the opponent. With a quick pivot of the torso and the assistance of the right arm (or elbow for a more vicious technique), the user levers the opponent over the leg. Make sure that the lever comes up behind both the opponent's feet. Try to work on a smooth motion that sweeps and "bumps" the lever leg forward simultaneously to knock the opponent back with the arm in the center of the chest. The skill of doing this movement without turning the fight into a wrestling match it is in positioning oneself perfectly to take the opponent by surprise. This can be achieved by coming in from the side just after the opponent has completed a technique and is still unsteady on the feet. Another way is to distract the opponent with a harmless-looking movement like Corta Capim, and with the final swing bring the rotating leg up to the side and then back behind the opponent's legs for a rapidly delivered Vingativa. A well-timed maneuver that unbalances is superior to one that relies on brute force (not timing) to take the opponent down. If used as a Counter: Countering transfers 15% of an opponent's attack damage back to the opponent
Limit: Must learn from a Master of Capoeira. Must know Ginga.

Tara pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head. With seductive swaying movements she saddled up next to the boy and off to his side. This time she didn't even give him the honey of a caressing touch as she put him off balance again. A leg to the back of the legs and a hard elbow shove worked well so she did it again. The move wasn't one of brute force but of timing.

And this boy as pathetic as he was seemed to understand he wasn't hurt even as he went down for a second time. Tara was tired of him being pathetic. At this point she could have completely dominated this male. He wasn't worth her time, more so he wasn't worth the effort she was putting in. If only the lord had a decent daughter who could take over the country. Tara placed her heeled boot on his chest and looked down at him with a sneer.

"Look if you don't make some more progress, I don't care what anyone says you die. Then the lord would either have to make a new heir or elect another. You haven't be worth the time so far. Your not even worthy to see my charms as you have." With that her tail began whipping the boy around the head and shoulders to force him to attempt to defend himself.

[Tara]

The boy was finally getting it and made an attempt at defending himself. The boy was pretty amateurish with his defenses but he finally was breaking through his ego and humiliation to make reasonable efforts. Tara though was relentless as she pushed him further and further. He was learning and more so had a desire now to at least see more of the two of them. And he knew to do that he had to actually make progress else Tara would kill him.

Tara waited until the boy was fully cleaned up and presentable before they left that suite of rooms. The guard looked surprise at the lack of damage on either the boy and the room from the sounds that had come forth. "The boy did well for a first lesson." That should salvage some of his pride as Tara sauntered out of the Lord's house for she had other assignments lined up. "I'll be back for future lessons if need be, my lord. "

(exit)

[Cadoc]

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