A pact unknown

[Demi]

Stepping into the village center, she looked around for the man who had approached her earlier. She snatched her headband from her forehead, and tied it around her upper arm with the village symbol facing outward. It was as he instructed: Come to the village square with her headband tied around her bicep.

She headed over to a shaded area and tossed her bag onto the ground. Kibo waddled behind her and curled up next to her as she took a seat on a rock. A quick break from training would be good for her with the little sleep she had.

Information as to who this man who now had her blood was was what she wanted. Her green eyes scanned the area; she was too lazy to turn them their hazel hue. And with him knowing who she was, she’d be easy for him to find she was sure. Not many girls in lavender dresses had armadillos by their side...

[Satu Akira]

Azrael had went to the village square scanning the crowd for a moment on a routine patrol of the village, when he saw her. His eyes looked onto her closely, it was the girl from before Looks like she listened... he said to himself as he'd run quickly to his shinobi hunter clothing where he hid it, putting on his dark gray vest and mast with a red swirl and a black hood with a cape. He'd stand back in his original position staring down at the land seeing her he'd quickly leap downward taking her by the shoulder, he'd take her in one quick swoop as he'd leap onto the roof of another building in an instant. He'd stand there one moment as his eyes fixed on the girl "I am glad you listened, do you have anything to report" he said fixing on her eyes now.

[Demi]

Baffled by the way one moment she was resting on a boulder and the next she was standing on a rooftop, her eyes scanned the area quickly. He had found her. She gathered herself quickly to maintain balance on the roof as her eyes quickly traced back to those hidden of the man before her.

"I have nothing for you as of yet," she said calmly, watching the man.

"But I come to you with the desire of information about you. You; a man who I do not know and yet, I am obligated to trust,"

She seemed to stare blankly into the mask, which shown no facial features. Why did he allow her, a mere kunoichi, to stay in the village? Her mind spun a bit before stopping on one single thing she only wished to know.

"So, if you understand my reasons, I must ask... What is your name?"

[Satu Akira]

((I had our whole background confused, your supposed to be in the village square "Inside of the village" lol))

Azreal would stand straight staring down upon the girl only three years younger than himself, he saw in her eyes the slight look of curiosity, he already knew what she'd wanted to know. "I have nothing for you as of yet, But I come to you with the desire of information about you. You; a man who I do not know and yet, I am obligated to trust" spoke the girl as Azrael continued his cold dark-like stare. As a small breezed flowed threw his cloak flowed through the wild smoothly. A long pause would occur as Azrael opened his mouth to speak "I am... Az--of no concern to you." he said nearly letting his name slip from his mouth, How am I to trust this girl, yet she has completing no task in which I've asked of her. he said to himself as he'd turn his head glancing off into the movement of the village square. "I will make your job a lot more easier. There is a boy within the Takikage's tower at the moment, I suspect that he could possibly be another, missing shinobi. Extend your arm." Azrael said taking out a black marker as he marked the tattoo in which was placed upon the boy on her arm. "That tattoo is upon the boy's head. He is around 5'8, his eyes dark, and his hair to his shoulder blades. Locate him as he emerges from the tower and speak with him. Though before I go, answer me one thing" Azrael said putting the cap back upon the marker, "Were there any requirements for you to join this village?" he asked. The location would be perfect for an exchange of information, the village square so lively, voices would muffle out anything in which Demi and Azrael spoke of, and the talk would merely look to be one between an ANBU and a shinobi, since his cloak gave no angle to see the mask.

[Demi]

(( ohh sorry about that ^^; ))

No concern to me? she nearly scoffed to the idea. However, she could understand why he wouldn’t share this with her. There was no reason for either of them to trust one another… She had a job to do, and that was that.

She felt the cold tip of the marker press against her skin as he drew the symbol of which she was to watch out for. She listened carefully to the man’s description of the boy, and nodded as he closed the cap of the marker. Bringing her arm to her face to study the tattoo’s design, she nodded once more.

As Demiri turned to leave the man, she heard his last request. Requirements to join the village? The Takikage only gave her little to no interrogation; Demiri took a moment to think before nodding.

“An identity change incase Shinobi Hunters got suspicious… And something about a trial; I suppose some sort of test,” she said, subconsciously tracing the design of the tattoo on her arm with her finger. She then turned her head to face that of the busy village, mentally readying herself to find this boy.

[Satu Akira]

"A test?" he said as he'd begun to chuckle. "Very well, you know what you are to do, return here when you have the information." Azrael said disappearing with Jounin speed into the crowd. He'd then change his clothing quickly and hide it as he'd continue his normal life as as a Jounin of Takinogakure.

[EXIT - I've got to go to my team thread] ((Sorry for the extremely short post.))

[Demi]

Demiri hardly noticed him leave as she was left alone on the rooftop in just a second. She looked around. Damn heights, she thought, as she sat down on the side of the building and looked down towards the ground. She closed her eyes and slid from the roof.

She landed on the ground neatly on her feet and let out a sigh, startling the armadillo, which was sleeping on the ground. “Up,” she said hastily to him, grabbing her bag and heading into the crowds. The armadillo followed close behind.

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[Futabatei Ginko]

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These circumstances take place following the Human Error event...

As the kunoichi moved from the outskirts of the Tsuchi outlands back into the forests of her homeland, Ginko encountered a young boy; he had been wearing tattered clothing and appeared sickly. Having just dealt with the SOUL organization and the troubles that it caused with children in Earth Country, she stopped and knelt down to pick the child up. In no way did he resist her aid; he merely wept and clung to her as she dashed off quickly into the surrounding thicket.

While they traveled at her blinding speed, Suigin asked the child about his family. He told her that they had banished him for being weak, and that he shouldn't return until he had killed a large wild animal in the Waterfall outlands. Feeling sympathetic for the boy, based on her own childhood tribulations, the kunoichi had went on to carry the feeble body of the child back to his village of Takitsubo. This village was located in the middle of the two rivers joining near the south of Taki no Kuni; it was a basin village were many fishermen lived... once she arrived at the main gate of the village, Ginko realized just how rundown this place had been.

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"Tell me, where is your family, child." She stated; and the boy could only muster enough strength say "Papa..." then point her in the right direction before fading out. She turned her head to the left and turned a corner down an alley way; this place had been in serious need of shinobi influence, and seemed to have been a place for ruffians with no respect for children or their elders. She could hear voices shouting in the distance, and two stray dogs fighting over a piece of meat were before her. There had been a large man holding the prized meat above the heads of the canines, urging them on to kill each other for their reward. "Hey, enough of that!" the Quicksilver hissed as she performed a string of seals with one hand as the other gripped the unconscious youth at her back. First, a small tremble erupted through the tight corridor as she slammed her hand into the ground, and the dogs began to shriek before scampering out of there; then as the man lost his grip on the tenderloin, an earthen prison complete with overhead bars imprisoned him where he stood. The Takigakure shinobi made sure to leave a small rectangular window for the man to see out of as she approached.

"Hey... hey!" he yelled as she walked closer towards him. He beat his fists on the earthen prison, but could not break its sturdy composition; "That's my son... Slavko! My boy!!... What did you do to him??!" the man's voice rose as did his temper. Yet he could not free himself from the earth master's Daichi Kangoku, he grew more violent and again attacked the prison: to no avail. "I saved him," she stated flatly, and noticed the shift in demeanor in the man behind the earth wall. "He is your son, yet you forced him into the wilderness to fend for himself? Where is his weapon... he's just a boy." Her last few words were emotional, as she remembered having to fend for herself before becoming a ninja in the rough streets of Seisui; everything nearly overwhelmed her before Slavko's father let out one final roar and slammed his fist into the prison.

Ginko's eyes shot wide as she witnessed the tip of a sharp sword pierce through her earthen defenses. "We are weapons!" the man shouted, his anger now boiling over past the point of no return. This surprising display of his ability prompted Ginko to rapidly perform another set of seals and place her hand on the Daichi Kangoku; from its composition, in the interior of the prison, earthen bars shot out randomly to reduce and thus restrict the raging man's movements altogether. Ginko was impressed by his proclamation of being his own weapon... it reminded her of her Iwa Bunshin's prowess to mold its arm into a crude bladed weapon. "Teach me how to be a weapon." She commanded. This made the man inside the prison calm down a bit... only to burst out into laughter. Ginko then got serious: "I'm not fucking around right now, I need you to show me this technique!" The man steadily laughed.

Once he managed to suck in some air to control himself, and now that he seemed less angry, he began. "This is no mere technique, lass.. this is hidenjutsu---a clan technique. I forced my son into the wilderness to help him grow out of his feeble ways; my father did the same for me and look at me!" Ginko snapped back, "Yes.. look at you. A raging oaf who's being held captive by a young girl. Shows just how strong you are, doesn't it?" That must have hit home for the man as he let out a heavy grunt and tried to move inside the constricting prison again. "Don't move a fucking muscle or I'll have the ground beneath you swallow you whole..." she started to string together seals slowly so that the man could see what she was doing from behind the rectangle in the wall.

"Ok.. okay," he finally decided; "I'll show you how to do the hidenjutsu," his sword-arm receded from outside of the wall and returned to its human shape. "Just tell me that my boy's alright?" As the woman nodded, she slowly allowed the earthen prison to deteriorate as Slavko's father took him from Ginko's embrace. "Slavko, my son..." the man said, tenderly, as he brushed the boy's dirty blond hair from out of his eyes. "Papa's sorry......."

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Earth Mastery
Rank: B, A, S
Skill: Passive
Effect: Causes earth based techniques to develop a natural hardness, more so than what the standard ability would allow.
Special: ---
Drawback: This does not negate the natural effects of enemy attacks. Example: While a fire jutsu may not instantly destroy something created, it can still burn it.
Description: Earth Ninjutsu, typically, are based around defense. After much time and dedication, the user understands how to enhance these defensive capabilities even further, hardening their techniques to, at times, and ridiculous strengths. At B-rank, the users techniques harden to the point of iron, and are capable of withstanding a C-rank’s worth of damage before the damage begins to affect the technique. At A-rank, the techniques retain the hardness of steel, capable of withstanding a B-ranks worth of damage. At S-rank, the techniques become as hard as titanium, capable of withstanding an A-ranks worth of damage before they are affected as normal.
Limit: Earth Release. Once the user has gained 500 TP in Doton Ninjutsu, this skill is gained automatically. A rank is gained when 750 TP has been obtained, and S rank when 1000 TP has been gained.

Doton: Rikujou Douyou no Jutsu (Earth: Ground Shaking Technique)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user slams their hands against the ground as the user creates a miniature like earthquake in order to try and unbalance the enemy or opponents all around for a more of a deadly like attack.
Special: "Hand Seals" [30m]
Drawback: The user's hands must stay upon the ground at all time. When the user is capable of reaching "A" Class the knowledge of placing their hands onto the very ground becomes obsolete, and the user is capable of performing the technique without having their hands along the ground.
Description: As the user slams their hands against the ground, the user is capable of creating a miniature like earthquake along the ground. The ground rumbles lightly as the very earth moves in all directions in a ten-meter radius. Every time the user gains ranking in difficulty class the distance of the technique increases by ten meters.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release.

Daichi Kangoku No Jutsu (Earth Prison Technique)
Rank: "D","C","B"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Raises Earth in a circle radius around the person of the user's choice. It can have a maximum base diameter of 3 meters.
Special: "Hand Seals, Hold Rabbit"
Drawback: The earth prison is not closed at the top, so it is possible for the victim to escape.
Description: Earth rises up around the targeted person quickly to a maximum height of 4 meters, trapping them inside. At D rank this technique is little more then a distraction or simple defense, only able to absorb a simple "D" ranked attack before it crumbles. Only the part that is attacked will collapse, unless the structural integrity of the entire prison is compromised. At C rank it becomes much harder and resists attacks better, but with persistence victim can break free (1 C rank). At B rank the prison is extremely hard and thick, made of solid rock. It is very difficult to break and will reflect most ninjutsu techniques back upon the victim. Although this attack is only B ranked, its is extremely tough and will stand up to most jutsu, including all B ranked techniques. Piercing jutsu will be most effective in breaking the wall.
Limit: Earth release.

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[Futabatei Ginko]

"M'name's Vlatko," the burly man said as he rocked his son Slavko gently in his arms. The Takigakure kunoichi followed behind him and noticed just how sweetly Vlat had held his son; had it not been for his arrogant and cruel side, then Ginko would not have stumbled upon the lost child in the forest to begin with. It would seem that fate has a strange way of connecting people, for what ever purpose it held in their lives. Once the trio reached a housing unit near the edge of the river, several children older than the unconscious boy in his father's arms rushed out the door; a dog - one of the one's from earlier - joined them yapping in jubilee. "Slavko, Slavkoooo!!" the children rejoiced. Ginko smiled behind her gas mask and assumed that these had been his brothers and sisters. Their family had been seven strong, as finally the brown-haired mother appeared at the threshold of the doorway having heard all the hubbub. Her mouth dropped open as Vlatko slowly climbed the stairs towards her. In his grasp had been the sleeping Slavko: bruised, hungry and in tattered raiment. Ginko turned her gaze down towards the ground at the first sign of tears swelling in the mother's eyes; somehow, the mother of Slavko reminded her of her own mother.. but it couldn't have been her---she had been slain many years ago in the Taki kuni capital of Clear Water.

As the boy's mother took him in her bosom, she thanked the kunoichi Ginko for finding and ultimately saving Slavko's life. She insisted that her husband teach her the Mabuki hidenjutsu, but warned the woman-ninja about the ritual involved with the mysterious ability.

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Culture (Clan Specific)
Rank: "E"
Skill: Skill
Effect: You can blend into foreign cultures and have an encyclopedic knowledge of foreign customs (Clan Specific).
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Characters with this skill know the customs and traditions of one specific Clan. Among other things, the character with this skill will be able to recognize artifacts, writings and rituals of the Clan about which they are skilled in. With this skill the user also has an understanding in how to interact with members of a specific Culture smoothly adroitly. Look in Academia Skills thread found in the Skills and Traits Index for more information. This enables a character to deftly mingle in the chosen culture without offending anyone.
Critical Success: Character's response to the situation is not only correct, it shows a great understanding of the culture and impresses members of the culture who witness it. Critical Success is 1/10 or less of what their percentage is (10 or less with 100).
Critical Failure: Character's response to the situation is not only incorrect, it is insulting so. Any member of the culture who witnesses it is deeply offended. Critical Failure is 96 to 99.

If user has 25 or more Ranks in Evidence Analysis user gains a Synergy Bonus +10 to Cultures (When gaining Information on Others). If user has 25 or more Ranks in Cultures user gains a Synergy Bonus +10 to Sense Motive when interacting with someone of said Culture. If user has 25 or more Ranks in Culture user gains a Synergy Bonus +10 to History pertaining to the Culture. Each time learned user gets 5 die roll to increase the skill.
Limit: ---

Mabuki Clan specific; unskilled/untrained [0000]

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Once inside the water shack, the woman of the house took her son and lay him in his bed; then, as she went to turn the stove on to prepare tea, she sat Ginko down and began to explain to her what was to happen had she still wished to go through with the Mabuki ritual. Being so close to this woman, and having her look strikingly similar to her mother allowed the Taki-nin to relax as the stove heated the tea.

"To become a Mabuki... or simply, Demon Weapon, one must ingest into their blood stream the blood or flesh of a Protean." By this time, the celadon kettle on the stove began to whistle noisily as the tea had been ready. Nevena went to fetch two cups, and already Ginko's mind began to ponder. She had no idea about any sort of ritualism, nor of the Protean for that matter. Everything so far was so foreign to the Jugan kunoichi, yet as the woman returned, she decided to listen intently and to try to understand thoroughly. She even dared to ask: "Excuse me, what is a Protean?" Nevana looked over the young lady a moment and sipped her steaming tea. She was surprised that a ninja hadn't heard of them. "The Protean.. are a strange breed. They possess what is known as a Kekkei Genkai that enables them to transform their bodies at will," sip, sip; "Much like we Mabuki can." She offered for Ginko to try her tea, but the girl looked down at the swirling dark liquid and declined. "I can't remove my face mask... sorry." Nevana shrugged and continued:

"Any who, legend tells of a ritualist who managed to create the first Demon Weapon using the DNA of a Protean.. it's pretty strange how a hidenjutsu stems from a bloodline limit." 

This information was absorbed by the kunoichi in place of the tea and it soothed her, despite its mysterious origins. So a Kekkei Genkai was used to create a branch-off clan? Interesting... Ginko only desired the Demon Weapon Gene more now and urged for Nevana to keep going. "As a member of the clan... one has two options; really, you can be both, but it requires a tremendous amount of dedication and mastery of something called the Soul Wavelength." A proper explanation as to what a Demon Weapon was and its fundamental powers was instilled into Ginko; then Nevana afterword told her of their wielders, called Meisters. The latter option allowed one to resonate with a Mabuki and use it as one would a normal, blacksmith-crafted weapon in battle. But the Demon Weapon would keep its humanity about it, as well as possess the ability to transform into another weapon style and use techniques in tandem with their Meister. "Yes, yes. Me and Vlatko are a beautiful couple---he wields me and I wield him; we are truly lovers in arms." The wife of the burly man giggled as her other four children could be heard playing outside, happy that their youngest sibling had been returned to them. "We are really grateful to you, young lady." The mother informed Ginko of how her children had been born with the Demon Weapon Gene already, and that their father was quick to have them learning how to fend and fight for themselves at a young age. "It's a beautiful thing, really; it is just unfortunate that Slavko's heart doesn't lust for combat as does his father's...." Nev shook her head softly and sipped a great amount of her brewed liquid.

Ginko, understanding more now about the basic capabilities of the Mabuki, seemed even more interested in inheriting the hidenjutsu. What if she had found a lover who's soul resonated with hers and they could wield her in battle? The young woman sighed behind her metallic gas mask and thought wishfully.

[Futabatei Ginko]

Culture (Mabuki) 2

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Nevana poured herself another cup of tea as Ginko's ran cold.

"You see, most men that inherit the Mabuki gene like my husband, tend to be a little... how do you say, animal? Chaotic?" She nodded; and the kunoichi understood. "It's the blood in him.. the Protean are a vile breed, pray that you never run into one, Lady Ginko." Then of course, Nev went on to explain how some women can have a lust to kill, but more often than not, they are reserved partners to their raging Mabuki husbands and are usually the Meisters for a reason in the relationship. In regards to calling the Protean a vile breed? she told Ginko that no one even has any recorded history of their origin... that they just were. 

Ginko's dual colored eyes stared into the seated woman's figure. She possessed a deep umber color hair as did the Futabatei woman's mother, and she wore cheap clothing that fit the fishing village atmosphere. But beneath and behind the exterior of Nevana's physique, Gin could see a glint of controlled chaos in her eyes. Perhaps it was her children that allowed her to keep her poise; surely her love for her husband and his sanity had some role to play in it as well... Then Ginko wondered if she would slip into a battle lust like the male Mabuki members did without someone to aid them. Lost in the folds of Nev's apron, Ginko shook her head and returned to the room around her.  "Show me a transformation." the genin said blankly, returning her gaze to meet Nev's brown eyes. The woman blushed a bit and took the request as a surprise compliment. The woman sat down her napkin and tea and closed her eyes for a moment, in focus.

The Demon Weapon held out her right hand and slowly it slid into the likeness of a sword. "How's this?" she inquired, noticing that Ginko's eyes lit up as if she hadn't seen anything so interesting in her line of work as a shinobi. The Taki-nin nodded, amazed; in return, the woman put her arms together and fluidly, her arms began to fuse together to create a large axe-like weapon. "Incredible..." Ginko mumbled. With a hidenjutsu such a this, her need to carry any extra equipment weight but be unnecessary. Nevana could see in Gin's eyes that she desired this power. As the woman returned her arms to their human form, she further explained to the kunoichi that she could just as well transform any appendage, or even her into form into a weapon.. had she the proper level of control. "As with everything, it takes time to learn how to transform your body properly... I'd suggest starting off with a short sword or knife after you receive the ritual."

"Hohoho...!!" Vlatko had burst into the home. "Seems like someones about ready for their ritual, eh?" he smiled a big grin; "I'll go fetch the  flesh that I managed to cut off a swimming Protean mongrel that I had caught in the very rivers of Taki no Kuni...." his voice trailed off for a moment, "... but it managed to get away." Vlat went into a back room to retrieve a locked box and returned to the living area. Once he had gotten prepared, he told his wife that he would be off a while and Ginko bid her farewell. It was unfortunate that Slavko had still been asleep, as he could have thanked the Waterfall ninja for rescuing him, but it mattered not. Ginko left the home and followed Vlatko into the surrounding forests....

[Skulking Shinzu]

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+10 TP. Learned twice.
+60 SP.

[Futabatei Ginko]

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[[ Taking performance ryo [12000] from my account; despite ryo purchase, i'll roleplay it out as an experience... ]]

Demon Weapon Gene
Rank: "C"
Type: Creation
Effect: A specialized ritual that harnesses the weaponized and absorption aspect of the Protean Blood Limit.
Special: To perform: 6 hours; Duration: Permanent
Drawback: Demon Weapon Gene impose a -1 penalty to Will Saves and -5 to Skill Category 3 Skills because being a Demon Weapon brings them closer to Insanity.
Description: This Ritual can be performed at any time of day or night. The Weapon Gene is what gives the Demon Weapon the ability to transform. There are two ways a member gains The Demon Weapon Gene. 1) By being a descendant of a family line that has the Demon Weapon Gene (Start Up Ryo is still Deducted). 2) By receiving the Demon Weapon Gene later in life. The Ritualist creates a concoction, using the flesh of Protean, and injects the blood of Protean into the target of the Ritual. The target of the ritual then makes a Pact with Death himself asking for further power as the blood and flesh overtakes the body of the target. The subject dies and is ritually buried in hallowed ground. After the interment, the Ritualist invokes a prayer to Death asking him to bestow a power of weapon and steel. At the conclusion of the ritual the subject is unburied as life is restored. There are no Type nor Subtype alterations to the target. After the Ritual has been performed the target is able to maintain all of its Bloodlimit Attributes if it has one. It can no longer take any additional Creation Rituals. The Target may learn all techniques in the Mabuki Clan. If the user learns a "Weapon Form" they may "Partially" transform a portion of their anatomy (usually the arm) into a single Non-Chakra Weapon within 1/2 a round. The Limb remains transformed for a number of rounds equal to 3 + Impeccable Will, and cannot change back until the duration ends. User may perform this technique a number of times equal to 5 per Class Level. The transformed limb has all the properties of the Weapon Form, but is considered a Natural Weapon for all purposes. This ritual is ruined if a Raise Dead Ritual is performed on the subject or if the Subject is beheaded before they are brought back as a Demon Weapon. Performing the Ritual leaves the Ritualist weakened for 1d10 days.
Limit: Must be a Mabuki. Must be a Ritualist for Creation Rituals.
Cost: Market Price: 12,000 Ryo Performing Price: 12,000 Ryo

The silver-haired Jugan low-ninja followed the Mabuki man into the thick of the woods. Vlatko would continue to tell Ginko of some of his tales as he gripped the box in his hands tighter; he could feel a promising ritual for this kunoichi and his natural energy flourished in a right mood. Despite the stern practices concerning this, as he began to explain to Gin, she knew what she had to face. The young Takigakure female ninja had a particularly astute mind about it all. Her goal here was to learn the hidenjutsu of the Mabuki, and further incorporate it with her Doton ninjutsu... if even later her release of the Crystal.

Slowly, the sun began to wane underneath the blanket of melting purples and oranges; in time as they had made it to the ritual ground,  this would heighten that earlier energy. Ginko had been told that the Demon Weapon Gene ritual would require her to "die" ----- a type of rebirth into a steel power. Since this would involve a burial, she promptly went to work and used her prowess of the earth medium to create a hallowed pit of sorts. It was crude, and the fresher soil began to collapse upon itself as vermin shifted within. Fearing only the potential of being poisoned - which was rightly cured by the dense fibrous materials in the vents of her gas mask. She looked down at her own grave with her blue and brown eyes. With the Mabuki ritualist preparing the Protean flesh concoct with his chakras, she placed her body in the dug out area and sat waiting. Vlat approached her with a wicked looking device, that had a swirling rust colored mixture that she assumed as the flesh of the Protean and the chakra of the Mabuki. 

With swift words being spoken with only the eyes, the wide syringe plunged into her neck. Immediately, her body tensed. The liquid rushed into her system; her neck muscles tightened and the right side of her body began to as well, as the Demon Weapon gene flooded her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and as her eyes closed, she felt the shovel-fulls of dirt hit her body. Darkness soon surrounded her, and she was helpless to the mutation occurring inside her. Now only her mind and what bodily perceptions that remained shifted from the conscious into the unconscious...

I need you....

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On the outside, Vlatko kept his eyes closed and stood over the covered earth. He murmured in quick whispers; his hands moved swift into seals. As the body of Futabatei Ginko underwent a ritual change, he continued to steady the high energies that gathered in the area. 

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Under this fugue, the mind of the kunoichi sought steel and inner power. This would resonate out into her body, and the generation of a type of flesh-steel started to reconstruct  her form. She felt heavier.. almost like she possessed the weight of a weapon. Having no sense of time, this process was but a slow test of mental patience for the kunoichi. The convulsions had started to stop, but when; her flesh and bone gained steel properties, but when; she had realized that she had survived the ritual, but when? Now aware and conscious of the changes inside her, the earth mastery Genin pulled her self from underneath the ground using the Dochuu Eigyo. Carefully, she pat the soil from off of her form and reopened her eyes intent on seeing if she viewed the world in a different light. 

"A...ah," the ritualist stammered, surprised that he hadn't had move to retrieve her from the soil. Yet claiming himself to be a stern man, Vlatko regained his composure: "How do you feel, Ginko?" he asked.

Her eyes did see differently, for she thought differently. "I feel... overrun." The Mabuki Gene in her pumped with vigor and she inhaled a deep breath.

"And steeled." she exhaled; the jittery feeling she felt in her veins vanished, and like ice, her blood hardened. She turned her eye skyward, now noticing the rays of the sun outstretched over blues and faint whites.
 

[Skulking Shinzu]

Purchase approved! 12,000 Ryo has been deducted from Futabatei's account.