Cell no.1 [Yaku/Shiroi]

[Chuunin Examiner]

Yaku Kaishin and Shiroi Takada both reawaken inside a dark room, their entire body was wrapped around by a rope, movement was minimal but nonetheless there was some possibility. Both would notice they were blindfolded and their mouth were taped by something sticky. The air around indicated they were inside a moist cellar. Soon steps were heard from afar drawing nearer and nearer untill they stopped right in front of them "Muahaha" someone laughed "Welcome to the most secure prison little gennins. Don't even try to escape from here, nobody has been able to do that in centuries." he laghed again in the most evil voice they ever heard "Oh, by the way if you ever step out of this cellar your heads will explode." the gennins would hear him do handseals and then would feel something press against their forehead, what it was they didn't know. Steps could be heard again, this time they were becoming quieter each time. They felt their chakra was leaving them, by estimate only a D rank amount of chakra would be usable.

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IIC: 2 days
Posting order: Me, you 2 and then we go like that.

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Unknown tech

[✗Gohma✗]

Enter~

After listening to the intimidating speech coming from an unknown man, Yaku would seep into what he figured would be a wooden, damp chair. Letting out a small groan, Yaku would open his eyes, only to see the darkness protruding from him. The friction from the blindfold on his face would burn more and more as he would turn his head left and right, though he wouldn't be able to get himself free. After budging for a long amount of time, he would make the distinction that he wouldn't get himself free at this moment.

~"Ughh, damn."

Yaku would mumble as he pondered the situation, the ropes tying him down would be the first to go. Though he could feel the limitation running through his chakra. He knew that if he were do a technique, it wouldn't be very devastating. Though what he did know was that he was most likely in this damp room with someone else. Reaching for a kunai from his bag, he would notice the limited reach he had from the ropes.

Letting out a sigh as he struggled to get down to his bag, he would reach his middle finger as far as possible to reach the ring of a kunai sticking from it. Pulling it up, he would attempt to slash the ropes to free himself from his prison. Though he would keep his guard up to watch for someone else in the same room.

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x1 Kunai used, placed in right hand.

[gugabe]

Shiroi's tactical vest weighs heavily enough on his shoulders as to help the genin confirm its existence, which in itself is just about enough for him to start slowly wriggling his shoulders in an attempt to shuck some of that tight constriction. He works upon his chakra as he does so, 'flexing' it in hopes of restarting a degree of regeneration, though eventually realizing that he's going to have to go without for them moment.

However, though, he does manage to slide a hand into his hip-bag, shifting it open with a few broad fingers before taking up a shuriken with a quick little jerk of his wrist. He rolls it upwards, taking the time to make sure that he doesn't knick himself with the blade before managing to slowly pass it through the fabric of that tight rope.

He flexes, then, broadening his control a touch before working on wriggling again, shifting his fingers even further in order to keep on cutting away at his tight ropes. The result, eventually, should be at least a reasonable looseing, albeit one that's not perfectly complete due to the rope's degree of constriction.

The genin focuses on listening, though, taking in the slight rustling across the room as he works as quietly as possible, which is just enough to prompt an attempt at stretching the gag with a few vigorous motions.

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Weapon used:

4 x Hira-Shuriken (Overview)
Rank: "C" Rank
Type: Secondary, 15 per Slot, Combative, Projectile, Shuriken
Effect: Is a concealed weapon that is generally for throwing, and sometimes stabbing or slashing.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Hira-shuriken is constructed from thin, flat plates of metal derived from a variety of sources including hishi-gane (coins), and kugi-nuki (carpentry tools), and generally resemble popular conceptions of shuriken. In modern popular culture, these are called "throwing stars" or "ninja stars". They often have a hole in the center and possess a fairly thin blade sharpened only at the tip. The holes derive from their source in items that had holes - old coins, washers, and nail-removing tools. This proved convenient for the shuriken user, as well, as the weapons could be strung on a string or dowel in the belt for transport, and the hole also had aerodynamic and weighting effects that aided the flight of the blade after it was thrown. There is a wide variety of forms of hira-shuriken and they are now usually identified by the number of points the blades possess.
Limit: These types of items may be capable of being bought inside any Weapon Shop.
Cost: 1,500 Ryo per Slot, or 100 Ryo Each.

[Chuunin Examiner]

Both prisoners meant it well as they attempted to escape by using tools in their bags. Fortunately Yaku would be able to reach inside his bag to take out his first tool just to find out it was almost empty, the only remaining tool in there was a kunai. He got the kunai on his finger and try to cut the rope loose but the attempt was foiled by someone tackling him making the kunai drop, a ringing sound could be heard from that attempt.

Just at the same time Shiroi thought simillarly trying to get free by wriggling his shoulders which unltimately lead to Yaku drop his kunai. Shiroi reached for his bag to find out there was one kunai as well, he was able to get a grip on it and loosen the ropes to a great extend. Somewhere else, Shiroi could hear someone scream and then footsteps which always stopped for a minute and then continued, from the sound of it they were far from someone making those sounds.

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[gugabe]

Shiroi's first action, upon doing most of the cutting-away at arm-bindings that he can reasonably manage, is to shift to start massaging his arms a touch in hopes of increasing the rate of circulation. It's not that they were particularly tight, it's more an issue with the stillness required by the bondage that he'd been placed in.

Meanwhile, he's thinking, pondering methods of nulling chakra to such a point so quickly, and generally musing over exactly how the staff are planning to work this little exam. It doesn't take him too long to think of something, though he's forced to slash at the bindings a touch more before shifting a hand across in order to bury itself into his armpit.

The thick hand's digits work around in there for a moment, eventually finding purchase on the flesh of the nerve cluster in the area before providing a twist that's sufficient to have him grunting against the muffling strip. However, it just might hopefully provide the jolt necessary to free him out of a hypothetical genjutsu if the lightning-bolt of pain is any use.

However, if it isn't, he's quick to keep wriggling, cutting, or otherwise freeing himself until he's able to reach his blindfold, at which point it's removed from his form and tossed to the side. His gag soon follows, along with a torrent of cursing as he's forced to rip away a few weeks worth of stubble-development in the act of removing that tape or whatever the hell else it may be.

[✗Gohma✗]

Ooc: Sorry for the delay

Fumbling across the floor, Yaku would attempt to open his eyes, but be frustrated when he noticed that his vision would still be black. The attacker would force Yaku's defensless body on the ground forcing the kunai to drop. The sound of the kunai would ring from a distance, making the decision in Yaku's head flutter around like a lost cause. Recollect Me, the kunai would be whispering to Yaku.

~Argh!

Shoving with his chest, Yaku would ponder what could he do to, anything to help with the current situation. With his wrists wriggled loose from the rope that bound them together, he figured he could hurry through a matter of seals. Hoping that the technique would come out fine. Placing his arms around the character who tackled him, he would begin to exert water from the vapor of the air, to attach itself to the man lying on him.

Listening to the water run from the air to the man on him, he would rummage through some handseals, as the temperature would begin to rise from both his anger and the technique. He would attempt to place his hands on the man, to burn him and hopefully get free of the hold. If that task had been completed he would then shuffle his way back to the lifeless kunai which had dropped moments earlier when he had been tackled to the ground.

The thoughts running through Yaku's head would almost be indescribable, for he would be pondering the results of this 'test'. What would the examiners have planned for the rest of the exams, that is if he were to survive just this first one. Thinking he still had time, and if there were other genin in here, they must be running the same course that he was.

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Suiton Soushi (Water Creation)
Rank: “D”, “C”, “B”, “A”, “S”
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: With this technique the user is able to create water from oxygen in the air for water techniques. When this water is created they can then manipulate the size and shape of the water, controlling it within their radius.
Special: This jutsu can be used as a source of Suiton jutsu without additional handseals.
Drawback: If the water is made for use outside specific jutsu or to manipulate the size/shape of water in their radius, then this jutsu requires handseals.
Description: By using their chakra a Kaishin member can manipulate the molecules in the air and allow them to take the shape and form of water. In doing so the user is capable of performing techniques that require a water source. The amount of water that can be made, as well as the radius depends on the rank of the jutsu. For D rank the user can create up to four cubic meters of water in a radius of four meters. At C rank eight cubic meters and a radius of eight meters. At B rank seventeen cubic meters of water in a radius of fifteen meters. At A rank thirty two cubic meters of water in a radius of twenty meters. At S rank fifty two cubic meters of water in a radius of thirty meters.
Limit: Must be of the Kaishin Bloodlimit. Must have Water Release.

Netou no Jutsu (Boiling Water Technique)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Cause water to super heat, adding a burn damage to water techniques.
-D: 100 Degrees/ 3 Gallons
-C: 110 Degrees/ 5 Gallons
-B: 120 Degrees/ 7 Gallons
-A: 130 Degrees/ 9 Gallons
-S: 140 Degrees/ 11 Gallons

Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: Ninja who have master Fire Release are almost immune. Can hurt user as well as opponent.
Description: By sending chakra into a body of water the user is able to make a drastic change in water temperature, seeming it to the point of boiling. The water at this point can cause first degree burns to third degree burns, depending. This technique also can only effect a certain amount of water at a time.
Limit: Must know the Water release

[Chuunin Examiner]

This was no genjutsu and so Shirois attempt at breaking it was utterly destroyed. With luck he was able to cut some of the ropes that bounded his arms and would be able get free by force was it not for the person next to him. Yaku somehow managed to get his hands free with all his anger a technique would be produced not before he placed his hands over Shirois head. Water was running through Shirois face and soon it became really hot, unbearable and burning his skin however he would feel Yakus hands loosing their grip as the shinobi used more chakra than he could. Yaku would experience nausea, hard breathing and extreme headaches, very soon he would not be able to move at all. The only thing he could do was lie there and try not to lose his consciousness while experiencing the said effects.

Now what will Shiroi do in this situation, being burned by someone unknown and almost free. If listened carefully, they wouldn't be able to hear any footsteps around however they will hear some mumbling nearby, perhaps a prisoner as well? If Shiroi decided to get rid of his blindfold he would find out he is in a small cell with someone who looked like a ninja and just attacked him and just opposite of their cell was an old man looking at their struggle. Unlike both of them, he wasn't bound or gagged or anything, he just sat there looking at them. When looking around, Shiroi will see that he has small ring device attached to his middle finger, same goes for Yaku.

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[gugabe]

Shiroi screams against the tape, gritting his teeth and writhing as a result of the boiling water assault, though the relatively short nature of the attack is enough to allow him to regain a degree of concentration after a moment. He moves, shifting to the side with a few quick wriggles before reaching up to cut away his blindfold.

The genin then pauses, clutching his thighs whilst gasping for breath in the wake of that burning, though a few moments spent concentrating it just about enough to figure out that the burns aren't massively risky due to their current placement. His fingers curling in the ring-hold of the kunai as he takes a quick look 'round the room.

It's difficult to say that the temptation to kill Yaku in cold-blood doesn't rise rather neatly, though the genin assumes after a moment that it's perhaps frowned upon by the older man watching the events. He continues to wriggle, tearing the gag away from his face with a grunt of pain as soon as he's sure that the boiling water hasn't effected any of the flesh in the area.

"Oi! Sir, do I have permission to retaliate with equal or greater force without jeopardizing my chances?" is asked, providing that it seems likely that the man is in a position to respond, though the genin continues to hack away at any bindings on his legs if such things actually exist.

[✗Gohma✗]

What an odd question, why would someone ask permission to retaliate? Shaking his head, Yaku would not mumble a single word, knowing that something would be coming his way, and soon. Though he would feel the sickness become rather strong as he held his stomach and let out a large grunt. Maybe using a technique would not be a good plan, for he was just about ready to regurgitate. Raising his shoulders, he would attempt to push the blind-fold off of his face to reveal someone standing before him.

It would be a man, with a rather blood shot face. Most likely inflicted with the technique performed by Yaku, he would be pleased to see the connection hit like it did. Though he was very upset at the fact that his life could be in jeopardy as of this moment. If techniques were usued like that ever again in his current state, he could most likely fall unconscious, or killed. Looking around, Yaku would see the kunai lying on the ground, just where he figured it would be judging by the sound.

Making sure not to show any intimidating movements thus far, Yaku would reach over to the kunai and bring it to the ropes. To show that he wasn't just about to throw it at the man next to him. Letting out a large breath of air, Yaku would feel the regurgitation swell in the back of his throat. Though he would hold it in, making sure that it doesn't spray over the cell before him.

~Urppp...

Yaku would hold his arm up to his mouth in attempt to keep the feeling in. Hoping that he wouldn't humiliate himself here, he continues to try and free himself from the ropes.

[Chuunin Examiner]

The old man was really amused by the shinobi asking him those questions, why would he even ask in a test such as this. The old man laughed "I don't really care, do as you like, asking me such questions is just..." he laughed again. Meanwhile Shiroi was looking around and all, Yaku would slowly try to get rid of his blindfold. Lucky him his strength was enough to do so but when he tried to reach for the kunai it just didn't work out. His head would hurt more and his hands would just lifelessly fall down, it was serious as the shinobi was now struggling to not puke, it was be a tragedy if he did for the tape was still over his mouth.

Nothing else would happen meanwhile, no footsteps or anything. The only other thing both shinobi would see was a tag on each of their foreheads. The old man pointed at them "Don't even try to take that off, it will explode, in fact it will also explode if you leave your cells with it. Look at this poor lad." he stood up and walked further away from their view and dragged a body without a head with him. "This is what happens." he threw the body at the cells iron bars. The information was there, it was only up to them to decide what to do next.

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[gugabe]

Shiroi sighs in a manner particularly long-suffering whilst shifting to his feet, moving with a sort of crude stagger due to the slight weakening of the muscles that'd been left still for so long. The genin's attention flicks across the room, taking in most of the stimuli with a little arch of an eyebrow before he stoops in order to attend, slightly, to his companion.

The piece of tape is removed, albeit without much in the way of politeness, as if Shiroi were intending to take away any possibility of facial hair from his comrade. However, it's removed all the same, and he's happy enough to shift 'round in order to lift Yaku off of the ground with a little grunt of effort.

He's quick to reposition him, moving him across the room towards the nearest wall before propping the genin up against the wall, shifting his posture in order to hopefully keep his airways cleared whilst he deals with the worst of chakra exhaustion.

Shiroi lifts his hands, moving it in front of his face before squinting at the design of the ring that's been placed 'round his middle finger. He pores over it for a few moments, considering its nature whilst examining it for any particularly interesting phenomena, and then attempts to loosen it a touch if it doesn't strike him as massively problematic.

The genin's honestly not really in a position to come up with many brilliant schemes, as it stands, after-all, if only because of the entire throbbing pain from boiling-water to the side of the head thing. However, he's happy enough to put himself essentially on auto-pilot whilst waiting for the sensation to die down to the point of allowing a degree of focus.

[✗Gohma✗]

Propped up against the wall, Yaku would show remorse for the man who had done so. The water truely had been an accident, for the mystery tackler throttled his self-defenses. Though now that he had been sitting up right, his stomach would relax for it would be functioning easily. Though the headaches would begin to start to pound heavier and heavier, until he would have to lift his hands to brush the top of his head. Trying to speak, he would attempt to open his mouth and rip a matter of hairs off of his lip.

~MMM!

He would burst out as he clenched his eyes shut from the pain of the hair ripping. This part of the exam wasn't going his way, but he figured he would try and turn it around. Attempting to pick himself up off of the wall with his hands, he would reach up to his face. Attempting to slowly ease the tape off of his face so that he may remove the thing in his way keeping him from speaking. Figuring that he needed some clarification, if he were too weak to pull the tape off of his face then he would motion to shiroi. Maybe he would help with the tape problem that he would be having.

[Chuunin Examiner]

Looking at the ring Shiroi would notice it had a little keyhole, the ring would be pulsing and sucking his chakra, at least that is what he would get from looking and pondering. Yaku got a little better indeed, he was starting to regain his strength. His attempt at taking off the tape would be sucessful if Shiroi permitted it but the fact still remains, they were still trapped inside the cellar with the ring device and tag on their foreheads. The old man still looking at them and not saying anything just added to the situation.

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[gugabe]

Shiroi can't quite be counted as a subscriber to the theory that allowing folks who'd just tried to scald the shit out of your face wander around freely is a good idea. Thus, he's quick to shift across the room in the wake of his companion removing that tape from his face, though he's happy to help the process with a bit of venom and some powerful wrenching all the same.

The genin shifts into a low crouch, taking Yaku's chin with one hand, and moving it until he's able to get atleast a half-decent look at the nature of the tag that's currently stuck to the prospect's forehead. "Nnh... Trust me! Just want to see if my fuuinjutsu covers this sort of a design." He mutters, hopefully assuaging any fears, doubts, or concerns about the kunai-wielding genin deciding to apply the cold metal to the bare flesh of that unprotected skull.

However, he's not stupid to completely trust Yaku, and thus it's with a kunai in hand that he props up his chin, leaving it to rest against his throat in a manner that's not exactly dangerous, but still caution enough against moving too quickly. "So... Got any blood-limits I should know about? I could just do a partial scalping, see if that works."

Shiroi grins, perhaps serious about the threat, and shifts in order to hover over the tag to a closer degree. He peers at it, scanning the design with idle curiosity before lifting in order to see exactly how tenuous the connection to the scalp actually is. If it's stuck on with adhesive, he examines that particular characteristic, testing the strength of the sticking after moving most of his body out of the radius of a hypothetical explosion.

His next step is to note the design's coverage, looking for any excess space on the tag that can hypothetically be sliced away without disturbing the seal's structure, which shouldn't take him much time at all. He'll cut away the tag, removing it from his companion's forehead via severing it where the ink runs out if such a thing is possible/wise, and then shift off in order to let him recover for that moment.

Shiroi's focus then shifts to his ring, seeing as he's quick enough to lift it to his face in order to peer at the key-hole on the small thing. It's probed with his kunai-tip, worked at in a gentle manner if the depression is small enough, though he doesn't try to pick it if the lock itself seems unusually complex for something so small.

[✗Gohma✗]

Yaku, with the successful head prop, would otherwise not be able to swat the mans hand away from his face. For he had been too tired to do something of the sort anyway. Though it didn't matter much to Yaku, this man seemed to know what he had been talking about with these seals. On the other hand, Yaku figured he should speak up.

~"I suppose I should tell a little about me to work to both of our advantages."

Starting off as a good ice breaker, he figured he would rid of the ropes, for the sickness was beginning to just wear off. Nevertheless, this trust between the two genin would be ruptured by this frantic cell. He figured that if they were to figured out what exactly was the point, maybe they would both be able to get out of the mess together.

~"I'm of the Kaishin, and I figure if we're to get out of this mess, you'll have to excuse my infernal reaction..."

Seemingly upset with his earlier performance, Yaku would shift his weight and feel a slight pain in his stomach, the aches again.

~Errr.

The noise would sound from Yaku's cold lips for he would look up to the cutting of the tags. He was watching the man work on them, sticking from their foreheads. Supporting his own weight off the wall, he figured that he could help, if the man would let him. If he were to let him through with this, he would mumble as he walked by.

~"If you let me be prepared for whatever it is that this man wants us to do."

Leaning down he would pick up the kunai lying on the ground where he left it last, slowly for the pain in his stomach would grow as he bent over.

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Wielding a kunai.

[Chuunin Examiner]

From the looks of it, the tag could be easily ripped off but if they ever tried it wouldn't work at all. The other option was to cut the skin off but that was their choice, and even though if that worked there was no guarantee the thing wouldn't go off at all. The keyhole looks really small and complex, a simple kunai wouldn't fit. The old man sat up "You can try cutting your finger off. Hahaha" he lauched wildly to the point where he had to caugh it off. Yaku would be near to perfect condition in a few and his attempt at picking the kunai will succeed if Shiroi decided to not interrupt.

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[gugabe]

Shiroi flicks a look over his shoulder towards the noisy examiner, observer, or otherwise appropriately-placed individual. "Did they use dick-rings during your exam?" He asks, nodding quickly before returning his gaze to his ring, and shifting to start talking in more hushed tones as circumstances require.

"Got any lockpicking skill? I know a little, but I'd really hate to risk it with something like this, and I can't really see how much having my chakra would actually help me at the moment." The genin pauses, "Actually... It'd help a lot, though you're probably a suiton type, and I don't quite think there's anything in there that'd protect you from a head-explosion."

The genin allows Yaku to take up his kunai, keeping a curious eye on his figure whilst wandering across the room to a certain point. His hand raising as he brings his ring to eye-level, that little kunai soon used to prod at the hole for a few moments as he attempts to satiate his curioisity.

He'll make an attempt at picking it if it seems easy enough/something that doesn't come with inherent risks, though the genin does find it odd considering that he quite remembers the injection being that robbed him of his chakra.

OOC: Have we recovered enough power for another D-rank yet? One of the other threads has it at about 10 posts per.

[Chuunin Examiner]

OOC: Well you can make a technique since you haven't at the begining. Yea the other thread has it that way but I am gonna do this the IC way so you'll know when you can perform the next tech in time. For now you have 1 D rank tech available.

[✗Gohma✗]

Lockpicking skill? Yaku would shake his head, 'no' because he never really got good at it. Though he's done it before, he just wasn't as great as he figured that this man would be. Just this whole room in general brought Yaku's feelings to the floor and tore his perception from limb to limb. As if trust didn't matter anymore. Feeling a lot better in general, Yaku would look at his ring, yes, of course this would be the thing draining his chakra.

Though he knew once he reached into his pocket that he should not get his hopes up for a key to be located on the insides. Though there has to be a solution to this, otherwise this exam is a death-trap. Surveying the room, Yaku would take note of everything, judging the corners of the room to the roof and the ground. Just taking note of anything and everything he sees to use as his advantage. Maybe something would slip up or catch his eye to give him a hint of where he could get out of this room, with his head still attached.

[Chuunin Examiner]

Shiroi spoke towards the old man assuming he was some kind of examiner or something, no he was a mere genin placed here so many years he has forgotten. He and his cell-mate never made it out. Nothing would come out of lock picking the ring and when Yaku looked around for any signs or anything at all, he found nothing of importance, a few mice here and there and just that they were behind metal bars. "Food" the old man said pointing at one mouse running across their cell towards his and then snatched it. He began to chew on the mouse, a distasteful sight. When he was done eating "Well, if you guys wanna make it out you will need my help but you must promise me one thing." he paused "Promise to get me out of this cell and I'll tell you something I've noticed not long ago that might help you."

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