The Guns and the Peace

[虚 Zero 落]

OoC: Aeri is gonna be delayed and told us to skip his turn. So lets get this thing a going... once Kiyo posts... lulz
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Listening to the words of his comrades Surashi looked back at the team as they discussed their course of action. It seemed that his team's personalities were really starting to show. Zero was busy delegating the team's objective, Kiyo was just ready to do something and Tannin was sitting down picking his nose. Surashi would listen as the team captain verbalized what the team would do. So it seemed Zero was not content with simply clearing the streets, but wished for them to be cleared for good. Surashi logged the notion away in his mind for future reference. Knowing what those around him held dear was an essential part of control, even if Surashi didn't have it for the moment...

Delegating the team's roles, Zero opted for Kiyo to enter the bar at the end of the street and draw somebody out for interrogation, or at least that is what Zero got out of what the man said. Apparently the Kunoichi looked like a prostitute in the leader's eyes. Surashi's eyes drifted off to the left as he pondered that scenario. Perhaps the most upscale prostitute the shinobi had ever seen, but who was he to judge? In any case, this scenario had bad written all over it. Gang members and thugs were not the sort to respect a code of ethics, even the code of ethics centered around the oldest profession in the world would not be sacred to these individuals. Surashi had a lot of experience with such characters, he knew how they would react from the years he spent not only among them, but as one of them. However he did not vocalize any complaints to Zero's plan, after all the man was vastly more experienced then Surashi in field tactics. Perhaps there was some subtlety that the young shinobi was missing. Although he was given no assignment, it was obvious that Zero planned for the team to coordinate the capture of a target that Kiyo brought out of the saloon. From where the team was situated, there would be a long stretch of alleyway to the bar. Quickly Surashi lept onto the roof of a nearby building to the right of the group. From there he would walk along the roofline until he reached the top of the building that held the saloon at the far side of the alley. Perching himself atop the lip of the roof, Surashi waited for the rest of the team to make their move.

From his position, Surashi could easily flank the target and prevent escape if the plan went according to Zero's calculations. However, Surashi felt differently. In all likelihood, if there were multiple gangsters in the bar, they would most likely attempt to assault the Kunoichi and have their way with her without exiting the building. Looking back at Kiyo, Surashi had a level of faith in the girl, she seemed like the sort that could hold her own in a fight, something Surashi respected. Yet if the bodies did start to fly, from his perch Surashi would be able to leap into action within a moments notice. As he waited, he kept his right hand pressed against the comm device in his right ear, waiting for any sort of chatter to cross the line...

[onna - bugeisha]

“If you should have me act as a whore, sensei, then at least afford me a pimp.” My eyes fell to my comrades, gaze sweeping over each before falling to the burly Surashi. “Watch my back.” I said shortly before dropping from my heavenly perch to the alley below, heels clinking powerfully against the cobblestone as I stalked into the bar.

It was as equally shitty on the inside as it was on the outside – the walls were covered in an unidentifiable sludge, and the wooden floors were darkened with years of grime. The bar was larger than it seemed; by my rudimentary calculation roughly 15 X 20 meters, with a possible underground chamber considering within seconds of my entering I’d witnessed no less than three men disappear into the depths of thick shadows at the rear of the establishment.

“Well what have we here!” A crackling voice sounded. Every patron of the bar turned to me upon the loud exclamation, and I saw lust burning powerfully behind dozens of glassy eyes. Slowly, I peeled my cloak from my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, revealing my rather form-fitting garments underneath. The lust intensified, and as one, a thick throng of men rose, licking their chops like wolves before a sheep. The smartest of them saw the wakizashi strapped to my waist – I could almost smell their opinions shift, though the lust never wavered… it only grew stronger.

Foolish men.

“Ah, ah, ah…. two at a time.” I said, picking out a pair of them. They were just as grimy as the rest, and equally repulsive. “Come…” I slowly began to back out of the bar, hand raised and fingers curled in a ‘come hither’ motion, and like moths drawn to a flame, they came. But my success was short-lived.

“We’ll be making the rules here missy…” Shit. More of them approached than desired – in fact, no less than six men swarmed me, stumbling along drunkenly.

My sultry exit quickened in pace as retreating became my one and only goal. These animals… ugh. Too bad they would have to die…

Well… not really.

[zieg]

Reiten had looked to Kiyo with faint eyes as she spoke about aquiring a pimp the next time such a situation arises. Was it really the captain's fault that he saw a resource and used it? She was obvious capable of turning even the most diligent of men to lustful beast. And even then it wasn't diligent men they were after. Reiten cleared his throat slightly as she made the remark and went about her task. Surashi took to the rooftops above. Perfect. He could come down behind the men once they left the bar and came down the ally. All that was left was Reiten's role.

He did a few handseals, and then crouched down low along the wall of the ally. The building to his east would cast a shadow down upon him, and the jutsu he just preformed gave him a coat of chakra that would make him blend with the shadows. Almost as if he disappeared into the western wall. As Kiyo disappeared from sight, heading into the bar Reiten spoke into his comm device, addressing Surashi. However Kiyo and Tannin too would hear. Reiten wondered where the motivation was with the silent boy. Regardless...

"Surashi, once she leads the men out here rain down behind them, cutting off an escape. If there are multiple men feel free to knock them all out, except for one." Given the orders all that was left was waiting.

The man covered in shadow would listen in to the static that would ring into his ear, and play messages. Kiyo had found herself a lively pair. Very lively. Listening in it seemed she was forced to retreat, and would be heading back down the allyway.

"Not what I had hoped for, but it went according to plan." Reiten had thought. Kiyo would be seen from afar rushing out of the bar, heading in his direction. As she grew closer Reiten would speak into the comm device.

"Run just five more meters down the ally." The five meters being the distance between where she was and where the captain was. He wanted the men close enough for him to do as he pleased. Also at this time Surashi would have cut off the path, case any of them tried to escape, and holding the element of surprise he'd easily be able to knock all of them to their knees. This was at least what Reiten hoped. He figured if someone can shatter a rock they can knock a few thugs unconscious.

After Reiten spoke into his comm device he preformed several handseals. Once done and his chakra pushed through the area pink rose petals began emerging from the walls of the allyway, and they danced around the men whom had been chasing their prize. The genjutsu technique Reiten used would make it easier not only for Kiyo to escape, though she may not have needed it, but it also would make things easier for Surashi.

The genjutsu inflicted upon them would severely damage their brain. Interfering with the signals that are sent from the eyes to the brain it acted as an accelerator. The eyes of the men would tell them that the woman they chased suddenly took off with speeds incapable of being interpreted with their eyes. She would leave behind a blurred vision, which too would mess with the petals that danced around them, making the petals almost seem transparent. Surely Surashi would see this as an opportunity to strike, as the men paused with confusion from seeing the woman they chased take off in a flash. Releasing the genjutsu he once held the rest would fall on the man of taijutsu. The one in the front, whom led the chase would be left to Reiten...

SPOILER: Click to show

Magen: Kagesou (Demonic Illusion: Shadow Phase)
Rank: "B" Rank
Skill: Genjutsu
Effect: Changes the way that the user's body is perceived so that if the user is standing within shadows they cannot be seen.
Special: "Hand Seals"- Dragon, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Dog, Tiger, Reverse Bird
Drawback: Is not true invisibility, and can only work if the user is within a shaded area.
Description: A powerful Genjutsu ability that projects a constant field of chakra around the user. This chakra effects those that might look at an area, causing them to see the objects within the area, generally the user themselves, as a shadowlike substance. When combined with standing in a shaded area, the appearance of the object will fade into nothingness, as they appear to camouflage perfectly with their background.
Limit: Must know Phantasm Perception

Magen: Hana Arashi no Jutsu (Demonic Illusion: Flower Storm Technique)
Rank: “C” Rank
Skill: Genjutsu
Effect: Sends an illusionary swirl of flower petals around the opponent, which acts as a hypnotism to slow down the speed at which the brain interprets the signal that the eyes send to the brain.
Special: “Hand Signs”- Dog, Horse, Rabbit, Ram, Tiger
Drawback: The Genjutsu only works as long as the opponent can see the flower petals themselves. If the opponent can view the area through another object (glasses, etc), then the Genjutsu does not work.
Description: The user performs the handseals, releasing a flow of chakra at the opponent. From that point, a giant swirl of flowers, normally cherry blossoms, will move rapidly in a circular formation around the user. This hypnotizes the mind into lowering the speed at which the brain processes the signals received from the eyes. Because of this, everything seems to move incredibly fast to the opponent, except for the cherry blossoms which stay at the same speed.
Limit: Must know Pattern Perception

[虚 Zero 落]

Silent as a stone sentinel, Surashi crouched low atop the building, looking down into the alley below. Perched atop the structure allowed the shinobi an unparalleled vantage point over what would soon become a battlefield. Snow slowly floated from the heavens, passing the shinobi's form as he motionlessly bided his time for the proper moment. It was only a moment ago that Surashi watched the cloaked form of his team mate enter the bar beneath his feet. As he listened and waited, the sound of Zero the team's captain rang clearly from the communications device implanted in Surashi's ear. The leader instructed Surashi's to cut off the only exit their prey would have. He would also go on to order the elimination of any other individuals who fell into the trap, all save for one. It was a redundant order, but showed good leadership in that Zero would completely cover all of the team's aspects before continuing.

They[/b] would not have to wait long. Although not as clear as it would if Kiyo were directly speaking into the device, her side of the communication channel became heavy with chatter. And very little of it was her doing. The sounds of many men came over the crackling line, each distinctly showing the signs of intoxication. Lushes all of them. Not the best for extracting information from, but with little else to go on, what more could the team ask for? Suddenly, in the bottom of his vision, movement stirred in the alley below. Tilting his head to get a better view, Surashi saw Kiyo quickly yet gracefully exit the saloon, minus her protective coat. For a moment Surashi watched the scantily clad women as she made her way down the alley. Was there something behind the gaze, or was he simply admiring as any his age would? However his training kicked in as more shapes entered his field of vision. Below six figures darted into the cold after the Kunoichi. "Six", he thought to himself. "Big haul..." Even after all six men began stalking Kiyo, Surashi continued to give his actions pause. He had to be sure that there would be no more exiting the tavern, or that any in pursuit had second thoughts about their actions. The men continued unabated, leaving the door of the bar to firmly close and there it would remain for several heart beats.

Surashi: "Time to get to work..."

Shifting his weight forward, Surashi slipped his shadowy form off the side of the building and into the air. In total silence the shinobi fell from the top of the roof with carefree abandon. Within the span of a second the shinobi fell into three somersaults and landed perfectly on his feet, crouching down to avoid making any noise on the cobblestone pathway. Glancing down the path towards his targets, Surashi looked for any signs that the men were privy to his arrival on the battlefield. Fortunately, his skillful entrance had eluded the intoxicated men, not a difficult feat in the least, then again the shinobi really wasn't trying. Before him strode six individuals, however only five were his targets. Figuring that Zero would take the closest one to him for interrogation, that meant that Surashi had only to deal with the five that were closest to his own body. A simple task, made even simpler by the team captain and his "pixie dust no jutsu"...

Stumbling even more then a regular drunk would, the gang's movement became sluggish, almost as if they were caught in slow motion. Surashi did not need such aid with these low lives, for he was naturally superior, however this did speed up things. Darting forward from his crouched position, Surashi swiftly approached the two closest targets from behind. Dazed from their many drinks, their reaction time was cut even further by the debilitating Genjutsu Zero had placed over them. They would never see, hear or even feel Surashi's approach and strike before it was too late. Tightly gripping each man by the side of their heads, Surashi swiftly brought his hands together in a single violent motion! All that could be heard was the sound of the men's skulls cracking into one another. Much to his dismay, the blow was not enough to fracture either head, however since they were already in a daze it was more then enough to render them incapacitated. Releasing his grip, the men would fall effortlessly to the ground as Surashi turned his attention to the remaining four targets...

This[/i] time, the men were more evenly spaced out, Surashi would not be able to fell two or more in a single swing. Yet what sort of deterrent was that? Surging forward, Surashi easily crossed the gap between the next target and himself. Curling his left fist into a tight claw, Surashi took careful aim at the target's left temple. As his charge came to a close Surashi flung his left arm around his body in a wide arc, catching the target on the side of his head! With a cry of agony the man was sent flying into the brick wall to the right, there his cry would cease as his neck violently broke his fall, replacing the call with the cry of popping vertebrae. No mercy. However in his final act the man's cry alerted the others to Surashi's presence.

Apparently[/b], Zero's Genjutsu was beginning to wear off as the remaining three thugs turned to face the robed shinobi. With a mocking smirk Surashi surged forward attempting to keep the men off guard. As he drew near the surprised individual, Surashi threw his hands upwards with open palms, tossing the man into the air with a single push! Retracting his arms, but not his hands, Surashi grabbed a hold of the man's closest leg. Holding tightly to his living Improvised Weapon, Surashi cut his own weight out from under him. Since he was still sliding forward at the time, the action caused the shinobi to rotate backwards on his axis and to the right. In a grand sweep Surashi used the terrified and flailing man as a baseball bat, smashing him into the chests of the closest target! In a heap both men crashed into the brick wall to the right, the air in their lungs spontaneously expelled from the force of the impact. Satisfied with the blow, Surashi released his hold on the first man, causing him and the other to fall to the ground in a pile.

Swiping[/b] his hands across one another, Surashi fulfilled his task in disabling all but one of the gangsters. Now, only one remained. Since Kiyo was the closest to the man Surashi assumed she would be the one to apprehend the man. Out of the corner of his eye Surashi watched on with great interest, hoping to see a little of how the Kunoichi handled herself in combat...

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[onna - bugeisha]

Only one thug remained, and whilst his pace had quickened from slugglishly slow to his previous drunken stumble, he was stilll painfully easy to predict, especially considering the strength of my gaze...

As he drew nearer, I found my eyes wandering to the limp bodies littering the alley - some of them breathed still, and that meant my personal 'assailant' wasn't truly required to survive our encounter. He came near enough that I could ignore him no longe; His mouth opened to release a bellow of rage, and his arm raised to strike me down...

But I was already inside his guard, a well placed knee insuring he made no further movements. I caught him as he fell, curling lissome fingers around his neck, savoring the warmth. I wanted to watch the light dim in his eyes - feel his pulse weaken as I squeezed the life out of him...

[zieg]

OOC: Surashi's posts always impress me.

"Take it easy." A voice coming from almost nowhere spoke. And like from some kind of fairy tale a man walked out of the shadows, as if they were a portal from another realm. He referred to Kiyo. It was amusing to know that everyday shinobi were capable of fairy tale abilities. His entrance was pure, as his cloak was almost opposite the color of the wall. It was beginning to bug the captain slightly, and pondered removing it. This, of course, was due to a paranoia that every shinobi should have. Stealth is key, and apparently from a certain view point, Reiten was lacking it.

Even more so, Surashi's ability was fitting. Just as expected, he was able to bring down his targets, without killing them. The chuunin almost caught a smile on his face as Surashi definitely earned some degree of respect. His first encounter with him made Reiten wonder if he was just a brute looking for a fight. He, however, proved here that it wasn't the case.

Kiyo had a look that spoke more clearly than words. A certain deranged blood lust. Regardless she did her job well, though looking at her now, without her coat, it made Reiten feel all the more uneasy as he thought back on the pimp comment she made. Surely Surashi had some thought on the matter as well. Probably not as deeply as Reiten might have, but still...

"Alright. I'll take it from here." Reiten strolling over, and grabbing the man Kiyo had gripped by the collar. Lifting him slightly, almost in a flash, a kunai appeared in Reiten's right hand. Steadying his hand Reiten sent a jab to the man's left rib cage, inserting the kunai between the cage that protected the lung. Stopping just short of the lung the kunai would be only two inches away from the lung. With every breath the man took his lung would expand and just barely touch the edge of the kunai. He was already gasping for air from Kiyo's strike, so the lung would expand no more, keeping a safe distance between the kunai and the lung.

"Look at me. I'm sure you feel that blade inside of you. Stay completely still and you'll live through it. However if you try to move, at all, the kunai will pierce your lung. You'll be dead before you can even make it to a hospital. Understand?" The frightened thug could only blink. Fear took over his body. Unlike shinobi people had a fear of death. Though it was inevitable they never wanted to die. And when their life was threatened one of two things would happen. They would turn into beast, bearing their claws, or turn into cowards, and make their skin yellow. This man was showing the latter.

"Now, you seem well informed. I want to know everything that's been going on in this city. Some gang activity has been on the rise, and you don't look very innocent. Talk." The man was hesitant, as expected of him. Reiten held the blade still inside the man's body.

"I won't kill you. I just want information." The man shook slightly. Fear was over running him, but from the looks of it he began to calm. His breathing lengthened.

"A-a man. Showed up here, bout a week go. He was in strange cloths. He went round sayin we were small fry. Nobody knew us. But he could make us rich. Rich, if we worked for em. An we did. It seemed normal. He ordered us to do stuff we usually did." Reiten cut him off.

"So, you don't know anything about this person? Never seen him before?"

"No. NO! Never, I swear!" The man jittered about, afraid that Reiten would slit his lung.

"Where is he now?" Reiten said in a firm tone.

"Dunno. DUNNO!"

"What do you mean you don't know?" The grip around the man's collar tightened. His breathing once again shortened, and happened more rapidly.

"H-h-he just appears. Every night, he'll appear and give one of us orders to relay to the others. I swear. I dunno where he is!" The man shaking in fright. A weird smell rose about, and as the tension was cut off between him and the chuunin, Reiten could smell it.

The man had urinated in his pants. A large wet stain covered most of his lower region. Sliding the kunai out, and dropping the man Reiten sighed, and looked to his team.

"Let's move out." Reiten turning, and heading out of the allyway, taking the route used to get their.

[虚 Zero 落]

From[/i] the corner of his eye, Surashi saw it all. In a single fluid movement full of grace Kiyo apprehended the target. Subduing the man required little effort on her part, she made it seem so easy. It was refreshing to see one handle herself on the battlefield as she did, not like those academy dolls Surashi knew from his days in school. Her eyes showed blood red and not just because of her lineage, but from her deep seeded intent. As her eyes bore into the victim's very soul, her fingers dug deeply into his throat, cutting the life from him both with her stare and her hands. Unfortunately, she would not get the pleasure of completing her scornful kill as Zero stepped out from the shadows and stopped the encounter before it went too far.

Taking over the reigns, the Chuunin leader grappled the man by the neck, lifting him off the ground so that the interrogation would begin. With few tools at his disposal, Zero made due with what he had on hand, or rather IN hand to be more precise. Flicking his wrist over Zero plunged a metal kunai deep into the man's exposed ribcage! Blood freely flowed from the wound, only adding to the man's physical and emotional distress. It was torture 101 from there on out. Giving the man pain and threats of bodily dismemberment or death if the target remained silent. Yet at the same time, giving an escape for them to latch onto if their lips were loose...

Surashi's[/b] attention would be elsewhere as the interrogation was set in motion. While Zero was busy working the informant for useful gems of insight, there were still five bodies to deal with. They did not require disposal as in complete destruction, but standard caution would be necessary, considering they were all still alive, more or less. The first two thugs Surashi encountered required no attention what so ever. With their knock out blows coming so swiftly and silently, their intoxicated minds would be completely devoid of useful information and key details of the event. When they awoke, they would have the worst hang over of all time, yet no recollection of what happened. The third was also of little value. Although he was able to alert the others of Surashi's attack, he too did not see any of the assailants, save the decoy he was in pursuit of. His mind too would be a wash of information. The final two however, would be more troubling. These men saw Surashi's face before all would go dark. There would be a chance that when they awoke, they could pin a face on their attacker. Something the shadow shinobi couldn't allow...

A[/b] gurgling holler of pain eluded that all was going well with the interrogation and did not require Surashi's full or even partial attention. And if worse came to worse and Zero went to far, well Tanin was likely awaiting in the shadows. It always struck Surashi as irony that a person of healing would prove such an invaluable tool for pain and misery. The notion almost caused Surashi to laugh. However his job was still incomplete and he had to focus. Since the men were incapacitated because of a lack of oxygen to the brain, rather then physical trauma, there was a chance they could remember things. Yet Surashi was well versed in dealing with such troublesome matters. Curling his right hand into a tight fist, Surashi only slightly extended his index finger so that it's knuckle stuck out half an inch farther then the rest. With two swift strikes Surashi engraved his fist into the mens' heads! Already incapacitated they were easy targets. The blow was so precise and accurate that Surashi's skill of forced Amnesia would cause all their memories of the previous day to vanish into thin air forever...

THUD![/b]

Dropping[/b] the interrogated man to the ground, Zero turned away from the man and addressed the team. Obviously he had extracted either all the man knew, or the information that Zero desired. In any case it was time to leave the scene. Perfect, for Surashi had just completed covering their tracks. Being the leader, the chuunin was the first to leave the scene, tracking back up towards the rooftops where the team had came from. Without looking back Surashi tucked his hands into the folds of his robes and proceeded down to the entrance of the alley. As he walked he passed the tortured soul that Zero had left. Gasping for air, the man was bleeding from his side, which he covered up with his hand. Averting his gaze to avoid further conflict with the shinobi team, the man slid across the ground to the nearby wall where he leaned against it for support. He too would have to be white washed, less he divulge some information of this event. However as Surashi began to take action, he noticed something. Kiyo was still there, in the alley. Thinking back to her hateful glare moments ago, Surashi recognized something within her. All this mission she had been assigned the boring tasks. From searching the streets and even being the bate and not being able to take part in the battle. Her eyes reflected something more then just her Sharingan. It was something that couldn't be put into words and accurately described, but Surashi knew what it was. Laughing lowly he drew closer to the Kunoichi. As he reached her side, Surashi drew his right arm from it's place and rested it on her shoulder.

Surashi: Hes all yours...

Patting[/b] the girl stiffly on the shoulder with the same hand that he placed there, Surashi turned his back to the scene can continued on, not looking back. One could only imagine what that men and his compatriots intended to do with her in the bar. Likely she too had noticed the look in their eyes. Surmising that Kiyo could take care of the matter of his loose tounge just as easily, if not easier then Surashi could, Surashi would leave her alone for the time being. With a leap the shinobi disappeared from the alley and soared into the bright sunlight of the rooftop. Once there Surashi saw both Zero and Tanin waiting, they didn't seem to be conversing with one another, so as per his standard motion, Surashi did not break that silence...

SPOILER: Click to show

Kenboushou Tekken (Amnesia Fist)
Rank: "B"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A Knock out punch, the Brawler is capable of striking an opponent with such strength, and such power to where a single punch is capable of knocking a man out, creating a rattle in the brain, as a concussion occurs to where the opponent's memory becomes lost for a full day prior to the connection of the hit.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is capable of using this technique only to the amount of times they are capable of using Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist)
Description: A technique where the user hits the opponent with such force that they deliver a punch with enough force, and enough precision in subdual damage to where the opponent is knocked out unconscious with a single blow. The opponent stays down for a number of rounds before they are slowly brought out of their unconscious state. When using this technique the user sacrifices the knowledge of a Tetsu Tekken (Iron Fist) technique. Depending on the class of the user as well as the class of the opponent the Kenboushou Tekken (Amnesia Fist) lasts for only so long within an amount of rounds. When the opponent comes to, they have no remembrance as to what has happened prior to his experience, the opponent has no memory to the fight, has no memory of the combat, and anything within the last twenty four hours.

* D Class - The Opponent is stunned for Two rounds
* C Class - The Opponent is stunned for Three rounds
* B Class - The Opponent is stunned for Four rounds
* A Class - The Opponent is stunned for Five rounds
* S Class - The Opponent is stunned for Six rounds

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[onna - bugeisha]

My stature didn't waver at Surashi's touch - instead I ignored him altogether, angry that I'd forgotten my cloak in that godforsaken bar. I huffed like a child, kicking at the cobbles beneath my feet. Slowly, my gaze fell to my previous victim, and all at once the rage came rushing back. I drew my wakizashi languidly as I strutted towards him, it's red tint glistening sinisterly.

The man's face grew fearful as I drew near, but he was never able to issue a scream; not with my wakizashi lodged in his throat. I withdrew it with a spray of blood, splattering my face with the sanguine fluid. Almost reverently my tongue flickered out to lap of his essence.

Mmmmm...

My eyes closed abject rapture, remaining that way even as I hurried behind Surashi to join our comrades, blood still staining my face...

[zieg]

After all was said and done, and thus they could leave now Reiten moved through the roof tops, till he once again ended up at the northern spiraling building from before. Their, during this time of the day, was a safe haven for the moment. His cloak fluttered behind him as he dropped from atop the eastern rooftop to in front of the spiraling building. His knees bending upon impact with the ground, and thus releasing little to no sound. All but the snow crunching under his feet.

Bring himself to a full stand he would await the team that followed, though the wait wouldn't be long. As his teamed came within speaking range, hopefully out of curiosity as to why the leader stopped moving, he would address the team accordingly.

"This mission is about to come to an end. We'll be reporting back to the kage now. I feel as if we need not interfere further than we did. Good job today." Reiten turned his back to his team mates. Something was bothering him about his interrogation with that thug. Some things didn't quite add up. Pieces that didn't fill certain holes. Regardless the team would leave the city. Reiten had a report to give back to the Raikage. A certain emptiness filled the chuunin in knowing the mission was over.

[EXIT]

[虚 Zero 落]

OoC: Sorry bout the long wait... my internet is about as fast as a slug that just smoked a joint while having salt poured on it. >.>
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Already[/i] atop the roof line as Zero gave his mission completion speech, Surashi simply waited in silence and took in what the Chuunin was saying. However, it was what he did not say that was of greater interest. Earlier the shinobi captain expressed his interest in detaining the leader of the gang. Yet now he seemed content with simply getting nothing from a minion. Something wasn't right. Something was out of character. Such things did not sit well with Surashi, it made things... complicated.

Regardless his assignment was complete and the team dismissed. Unless Zero stated otherwise, there was nothing more to do. Surashi waited for a couple of heartbeats to ascertain if the leader would divulge further information. However, the mysterious man would not. With a begrudging sigh Surashi left the roof line behind him in a blur of movement. Soon the entire city of Enrai would be behind him. And such was the conclusion of Surashi's return to the city. One of blood and doubt...



[Exit][/i]