Quarantined investigation [The Siren Arc Part 1] (Mission)

[Tetsu]

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Mission

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Name: Quarantined investigation [The Siren Arc Part 1]
Rank: “B” Rank
IIC Length: 2 Day IIC (can be negotiated with GM if more time needed)
Difficulty: Moderate-High
Objective: The Siren’s Song Program has continued to appear among some of the report issued by the previous Kazekage Doimed Rakashi. Now with the pressing threat of both demons and the undead threatening the land of fire, the Lady Kazekage believes that the Siren’s Song program has something to do with some of the strange happenings as well as other disturbances thought out the village and the land. This mission to start off with is designed to investigate only, so there are a few rules of engagement which are as follows:
-No Civilian can be harmed, otherwise the mission is a failure, so check your fire.
-5 valid records, 2 Pieces of data, and anything else that might indicate the programs activates must be acquired for mission completion.
-Attempt to keep anything found on site intact, we need as much information as we can get.
-All personnel on site are considered trespassers and no longer fit within the confines of rule 1
-Kill all hostiles present on site, inside the headquarters, however attempt to keep them alive for interrogation if possible.
Reward: 15,000 Ryo (3,750 Ryo to the village) [May only pick One] ANBU bear or Falcon Credit, 1 Ritual Book 400 pages of GM Choice, or 1 Gadget [100,000 Ryo or less] of Player’s Choice

It was quite in the dull streets of Sunagakure as Amira made her appearance, keeping a low profile as she simply walked along the sidewalk on the right hand side of the street. Her combat boots were silent upon the cool sandstone as she surveyed the area for anything that might prove hostile to her approach as she was only about a block away from site of the Old ANBU Headquarters that she herself had put out of commission during the civil war. It was quite, something Amira couldn’t remember for her village as she thought back to all the times she had fought on these very streets. “ugh…I’m glad the next generation won’t have to witness such a tragedy.” She muttered quietly to herself as she passed under one of the street lights, becoming visible for only a moment. She was wearing her Khaki BDU Uniform jacket and Pants, and her tactical vest was fastened over the uniform that had its sleeves rolled up to her elbow, still showing off her Peacekeeper Scorpion Patch on her left shoulder.

[This Paragraph is just setting gear…it’s boring, TLDR]

Her Dark Khaki tactical vest was loaded up, carrying 2 of the Kunai knives into the back slot (hilt facing left hand for CQC). Her front webbing pouches would be loaded with (from right to left) 1 frag grenade, 1 smoke grenade, 1/2 slot of explosive tags and ½ slot marbles, 1 slot of 10 ice, 10 fire, 10 lightning, 20 sealing, and 30 Locking tags. She had two small pouches of Bo Shuriken (30) along the left side of her torso just beside the other gear. Amira’s butt pack which was fastened around her waist and supported by her vest was loaded with 1 smoke grenade, 1 sting grenade, 2 Kunai Knives, 1 slot of Bo Shuriken, the Tracking device, 5 Tracers, her Lockpicking kit and the set of ridged (Superior Lock) maniacal. Her leg harness holster; which held 6 knife holsters, was put over her BDU Khaki pants right pant leg. She looked like a soldier of Sunagakure, and felt like it too as she leaned up against one of the shops right next to the ANBU headquarters as she waited for Claire, surveying the land before advancing as she figured she would use the few moments of free time to analyze the field.

[Now back to the good stuff]

The ANBU headquarters was obviously decrepit in nature, the heavy wooden front doors having been knocked off their hinges by the explosion that had taken place. There were signs of cave-ins in the roof that was no longer a solid piece, but open to a point. The whole structure was surrounded by crime tape, and there was rubble in places where the walls had come down. There were windows along each side, the glass now blasted from the frames; however the metal bars that sealed the headquarters still kept the windows sealed. The best bet of entry was from the front door it looked like; however it could be trapped if there had been any word of their attempt to investigate the “Siren’s Song Project”. The building’s interior was exposed a bit through the few holes in the side of the building and the glassless windows. There appeared to be old black marble flooring, just as she remembered it, and the pillars seemed to still be intact for the most part as well. This lead Amira to believe that the central structure of the building itself was stable enough for them to enter without too much fear of destroying it as she waited for Claire in the quite night streets.

Traits

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World Traveler
Rank: "C"
Skill: Heritage Trait
Effect: Your family has taken the love of travel to an extreme, roaming the world extensively.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Your family has taken the love of travel to an extreme, roaming the world extensively. You've seen dozens of cultures and have learned to appreciate the diversity of what the world has to offer. User gains a +1 trait bonus for every die roll when learning Culture, History, Local and Sense Motive skills. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.

Skeptic
Rank: "C"
Skill: Chakra Trait
Effect: Growing up, the user was always around chakra effects to the extent that they realized much of it was mere smoke and mirrors.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user gains a +2 trait bonus on all Will Saves. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.

Officer
Rank: "C"
Skill: Heritage Trait
Effect: User once held command rank in the military.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User has +20 Skill points to divide as they wish among Geology, Intimidate, Sense Motive, and Ride. At each Class Level the user gain an additional +5 Heritage skill Points to place in any one of these skills. User gains +1 Heritage Points per die roll when learning the skill. User must choose in having either a +2 Bonus to Will Saves, or +10 to any background skill. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.
(Choosing +2 bonus to Will Saves)
(+40 points to Sense Motive)

Personal Sacrifice
Rank: "C"
Skill: Heritage Trait
Effect: Some humans possess a love so great that they will do whatever it takes to keep the loved one alive.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: They gain a Heritage bonus equal to 5 per Class level on their First Aid: Healing checks to those whom they have a deep love towards. Additionally if the user is adjacent to those whom they have such a deep connection with will be able to have a save against any Techniques that need a save to see if the person they have deep connection with is saved or not along with that person's own personal save. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.

Will of Men, The
Rank: "C"
Skill: Faith Trait
Effect: Men are creatures of will; their will carries them through a harsh world of politics and physical dangers.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User gains a +1 trait bonus to all Will Saves. At "C", "B', "A", and "S" Class level, gain an additional +1 trait bonus. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.

Suspicious
Rank: "C"
Skill: Social Trait
Effect: Since their young age the user has learned their parent or sibling has lied to them about something dear.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user discovered at an early age that someone they trusted, perhaps an older sibling or a parent, had lied to them and lied often, about something they had taken for granted, leaving them quick to question the claims of others. The user gains a +5 trait bonus on Sense Motive checks and will gain a +1 per die roll when learning the skill. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.

7. Tomb Robber
Rank: "C"
Skill: Heritage Trait
Effect: User made a living plundering crypts and exploring old burial vaults.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User has +20 Skill points to divide as they wish among Appraisal, Disable Device, Lock Pick, and Rope Use. At each Class Level the user gain an additional +5 Heritage skill Points to place in any one of these skills. User gains +1 Heritage Points per die roll when learning the skill. User gain a +5 to all following skills: Artistic Ability, Bowyer/Fletcher, Cobbling, Construction, Disable Device, Fondling (Covert Appraisal Technique), Escape Artist, Forgery, Gem Cutting, Leatherworking, Locksmithing, Lock Picking, Metal Working, Musical Instrument, Pick-Pocket, Pottery, Ride, Rope Use, Sleight of Hand, and Weaponsmith. User can get into well-protected areas with ease. Use can open a lock in half the time. In addition, use gain a +5 competence bonus on checks with all background skills.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.
(+40 Sp to Lockpicking, +5 to all listed skills)

8. Bureacrat
Rank: "C"
Skill: Heritage Trait
Effect: User was an official in their city or nation’s government.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User has +20 Skill points to divide as they wish among History, Local, Current Affairs, and Language Skills. At each Class Level the user gain an additional +5 Heritage skill Points to place in any one of these skills. User gains +1 Heritage Points per die roll when learning the skill. User chooses between having +10 bonus on Sense Motive, or +10 to any 1 of their Heritage Skills. This trait replaces 1 Freebies.
Limit: Must start with Character; replaces 1 Freebies.
(+40 to Current Affairs)
(+10 to Sense Motive)

[Christoff]

Isamu made his way to the site slowly and indirectly so as not to draw attention to his mission. It was clear his cohort still had little idea what they were walking into so Isamu intended to exercise the utmost caution. As he walked nonchalantly through the streets and alleys of Sunagakure he checked over his gear. His sniper goggles, which appeared to be nothing more than wrap around sunglasses were resting comfortably on the top of his head. Hidden in the Sadojin's ear was a wireless radio tuned to the Kazekage's fequency. Isamu's plain clay gourd of sand rested comfortably across his right shoulder. On his left hip was his katana custom modified with a thermal enhancement and hidden under his cloak on his right arm was his prized melody arm with a shock enhancement. The cloak hiding his melody arm was lined with 30 explosive kunai. The cloak was the village's standard desert khaki camouflage and hid his identically patterned tactical vest. In the vest's various pockets and holders were six kunai, 2 smoke grenades, a tear gas grenade, and a collection of 40 each explosive, locking, incendiary, and lightning tags.

Around Isamu's waste was his almost overloaded tactical belt and butt pack. In the belt's pockets were five magnetic emitters, three blood clot pills, five thermal capsules, three soldier pills, 2 sets of manacles, an inspection tool, a surveillance monitor, four surveillance spikes, a motion sensor, a tracking device and ten tracers, a field cauterizer, and three sonic emitters. The butt pack and its various pouches held 12 shuriken, five wireless radios, a multitool, a headlamp, both an electronic and a dungoneer's compass, a piece of flint, a holodisk, three gravitic pressure bandages, five seeker mines, and an explosive pouch. His kit was heavy but left him prepared for almost any situation.

Isamu arrived quietly and slowly taking in the ruins of the Anbu headquarters. He paused once he came alongside Amira and gave her a respectful bow of his head, "It cannot be worse than the last time." Unaware of her connnection to the headquarter's destruction Isamu assumed thoughts of the Crimson Prison must have crossed her mind.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

Claire flew in on the back of her monstrous eagle, Krogger, it's silent wingbeats carrying her far overhead. She had her pistol bow loaded with an explosion(fire) arrow, her modified rifle bow with it's a gargantuan clip loaded upon it's rotating stock. Out of the 20 bolts it held three were Samun, two dragons dreams, 10 thunder bottle and 5 tangle foot. All specialized bolts with razor fletching. The remainder of her bolts were strapped away inside of her hip quiver, all the remaining were shoved into her belt quiver. Out of 100 bolts she had, 60 were razor fletched. 20 in the gargantuan clip and 40 razor in the quiver with 40 regular shaft bolts. 7 tangle foot were there, three additional exploding, two shriek bomb, two moon dusts, 7 thunder bottle, 12 Northern Wind and 14 dragons dreams. The remaining 40 all normal without modification or adjustment. Just plan old pain to be dealt.

Her goggles were in place, night vision activated and her zoom turned off.. for now. Her wireless radio was strapped to her left ear, tuned to whatever channel Amira had designated as the mission control channel. From the way things looked through her night vision is was... a mess down there. Where had she been during the destruction of this building? Last time she had seen it, the previous Kage was still instated and the thing was in full operation, "Jeez.." Krogger turned his head to peer back at her and she shook her head. She knew that look, one of inquiry but she had no answers. She too had her military BDU clothing on but she had thrown her dark royal blue cloak on to better conceal the bright colors, the scorpion on her sleeve hidden for the time being.

"Amira, come in." She called into her headset, unconcerned with her vocal volume being 300 meters up in the air. Her eyes scanned the sunken roof of the building, "If this place is the mission hotspot then it is best we don't enter through the front door, no military building is safe through the front doors, dilapidated or not." It was just advise but no matter what she was going through the roof. She recalled the documents and clicked her teeth.... also the memory of that massive demon she'd seen out in the desert, the winged man and the foolish warrior who charged in... she'd seen enough.

"I am going through the top of the building as I feel it is safest. I do not believe you gave Isamu a headset so please relay the message: If you want to ride up here with me into the roof of the building just hold up your arm and get ready to hang on tight... I'll swing by the pick you up." In hindsight she remembered to pack one of her Thunder Bottle bolts with a forcefield shaft in the gargantuan clip. Just in case. Too did her Rideback sit on the outside of the perimeter, delivered by one of the village members as she had asked as a means of quick escape for Amira or Isamu in the event she and Krogger were felled.

[Tetsu]

It was a relief when Isamu showed up; which had surprised her a bit honestly as she looked over at the sand constructed shinobi that had been with her in the Crimson Prison. “Of course it won’t be,” Amira responded to his attempt at comforting her as she patted his shoulder, having to reach up a bit to connect as she turned back towards the entrance. Of course entering through the main entrance, Amira thought to herself as she heard a little ringing in her left ear where here head set reside. Quickly kneeling down and placing her finger over the switch to activate the listening device, she heard Claire’s message loud and clear. Listening to her speak for a moment, Amira was relieved that she had thought about the traps the same way Amira had. “Acknowledged, Claire I want you to pick me up here before going in, there is a hole here in the wall I think Isamu can fit through, but I’ll enter with you at the top of the building, good analysis.” Amira said as she looked back to Isamu very quickly. Quickly drawing one of her tracers from her butt bag.

“Isamu put this in your body…that way if we get split up we can find each other again.” Amira said quietly in the dark of the night as she stood in the light of the street so that Claire could see her. Amira figured she wouldn’t be able to mount the bird while it was moving, so Amira made herself visible so that Claire could land there and pick her up. It would also give her a better view of the compound itself from the top. She felt herself feeling much more relaxed as she waited there by the street lamp, figuring that they should make things as professional as possible. “Oh Claire, Isamu, before we enter, we will be switching our comes to an encrypted channel, frequency 141.8” Amira said getting up while still holding her finger to her ear as she rolled the notch a few dials on her codec; which was clipped on her hip belt that housed her butt pack. “From now on, Claire you shall be addressed as Red 2, Isamu you shall be Red 3, until this mission terminates address me as Red leader.” Amira clarified their code names as figured it would keep their actual names from being declared over the radio as much as they had been already.

“Red 3 go ahead and approach the AO [Area of Operation], Use extreme caution” She said over the comms as Claire’s bird would surely be able to pick her up quickly. Waiting for said event, Amira would have Isamu approach the building first, as he would be the one to most likely survive an explosion, or some sort of booby trap, or pretty much anything to that effect. His sand body was surrounded by sand…so he was pretty resilient as it was. The only thing that concerned her was the civilian danger that might pose. Leaving her radio on she removed her finger from her ear as it was time to begin the operation. “Red 2 I’ll leave choosing an entry point to you.” She said calmly as she waited for Claire to land and get things rolling

[Christoff]

The comms channel crackled to life as Claire radioed in. Isamu glanced casually into the night sky but could not see anything. Isamu flipped his sniper goggles down and scanned the night sky once more with their thermal setting. This time he was able to make visual contact with his new teammate as she circled overhead. Isamu thought Claire's plan to enter through the roof was a wise one, and that Amira's idea to send him separately through the wall was a clever addition. Entering by himself left him exposed but the Sadojin was confident in his abilities and two insertion points would distract and confuse and potential threats.

The Lady Kazekage turned to him now holding out a small tracer not unlike the ones he possessed, “Isamu put this in your body…that way if we get split up we can find each other again.” The Genin took the tracer in the palm of his hand and let it sink through into his arm and then through his shoulder to his heart where it finally rested. Isamu offered Amira one of his own tracers, "It may be just as important that I be able to find you." Amira read off the encrypted channel and Isamu registered his understanding with a curt, "Rodger 141.8." Isamu moved his hand to his vest's chest pocket and adjusted the dial to tune into the new frequency. The comms crackled to life again as Amira gave her final instructions. The Lady Kazekage stepped out to meet her ride and Isamu slunk back into the shadows and unshouldered his gourd. It was the only item on him that was too bulky to fit through his entry point. As he prepared himself for the task ahead he activated his shield of sand. His chakra charged the air suspending small particles of sand all around him.

“Red 3 go ahead and approach the AO [Area of Operation], Use extreme caution” With those words Isamu began working his way towards the side of the Headquarters. Attempting to avoid direct detection Isamu picked his way through back alleys, jumping over fences and checking his corners. Whenever he had a direct line of sight to the headquarters he took a brief moment to check it from cover with thermal vision. Any heat signatures would be radioed in immediately. Once Isamu was square with the building he would look it over once more time before making his approach. Isamu would move stealthily from cover to cover, moving quickly and quietly across any exposed stretches. He picked a narrow and jagged crack in the wall as his breach point. Isamu flipped his sniper goggles to x-ray vision and scanned the room immediately behind the wall for any signs of life or traps. Once that was completed he mic'd into the channel silently "Red Leader this is Red 3. I am at the breach point. Breaching on your order." Isamu would also give her an update of anything he had seen while checking through the wall. Waiting for a response isamu flattened himself against the wall.

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Skills Used:

Observation 125/125 SP *Checking for Heat signatures then scanning room*
Rank: "E"
Skill: Skill
Effect: This skill focuses certain powers of observation - sight, smell, hearing, and touch.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Can be learned by an Animal. A failed check indicates that the character is oblivious until the thing is pointed out to him. This skill is important for ferreting out advancing enemies or ambushes, generally real-time events and actions occurring, versus scrutiny, which covers static objects or areas. A Game Master may roll an Observation skill check for a Character any time there is an NPC, monster, event or happening that a character might notice, even if he did not specifically state that he is monitoring his surroundings. Characters are capable of noticing any event within their perception. Observation reveals only facts, not motivation. If user has 25 or more Ranks in Evidence Analysis user gains a Synergy Bonus +10 to Observation. Each time learned user gets 1 die roll to increase the skill.
Limit: ---

Techniques Used:

Shield of Sand (Shield of Sand) *Stops S Rank Techniques*
Rank: "B", "A", "S"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Whenever the user is about to come to harm, a shield of sand will automatically surround and protect him.
Special: ---
Drawback: Depending on the user's rank depends on the strength and speed of the technique.
Description: The shield is capable of withstanding considerably strong attacks and projectiles, and can be hardened to a point where it's stronger than many creations. The shield is so strong that it has earned the name "Absolute Defense" (絶対防御, Zettai Bōgyo). The sand will react regardless of the user's will, even protecting them from self-inflicted injuries. User may also completely surround them in the shield to further increase the defensive capabilities. Strength and Speed of Technique depends on the rank of the Technique.
"B" Rank - Capable of stopping 8 movements. Capable of stopping "C" Rank techniques.
"A" Rank - Capable of stopping 10 movements. Capable of stopping "B" Rank techniques.
"S" Rank - Capable of stopping 12 movements. Capable of stopping "A" Rank techniques.

Each Class the user is higher than "C" the shield's strength increases by 1 Rank giving a full capability of stopping "S"+"C" Rank techniques. The amount of movements is an accumulation over the amount of enemies attacking. This is a mastery and doesn't take up much Chakra when activated. User may activate or deactivate this anytime they wish. Activating takes up 0 movements.
Limit: Must have gained 500 Training Points in Sand for "B" Rank Automatically. Must have gained 1,000 Training Points in Sand for "A" Rank Automatically. Must have gained 1,500 Training Points in Sand for "S" Rank Automatically.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

Claire listened to the silence between static and kept her eyes trained down below,k scanning around for anything that might be construed as mysterious. This Isamu guy must have been quite the useful nin to be sent in through the front doer all by his lonesome, but chances were they weren't going to be apart long. (Just as Claire had told her to do so) The airborne hunter spotted Amira, hand raised, dammit, so she wouldn't have to wrench her arm out of the socket when she dove down to retrieve her. "Red leader, I am inbound." She clicked her tongue and Krogger fell into a nosedive, wings tucked, head down,streamlined for maximum loss of air friction. She was just a blur in the sky, a silent and deadly streak of black and purple.

As they neared the fifty meter mark she but her heel against the massive eagles side and they spiraled. She clutched Amira beneath the armpit and they were off, spinning up into the air to dump the new passenger into the seat behind her. "Red Three, I am primed to enter at your discretion." They shot hundreds of feet up into the air, till the hug of zero gravity too hold and Krogger fell back into a silent nosedive. "Quit showing off you big dumb bird." She whispered, harmless tauting that was returned with a bump of intentional turbulence. The opening of the tower was rushing up at them and she had the eagle pump the brakes, ease them down slowly, waiting for the go from Isamu to breach and enter.

One hand tapped at the pistol bow on her side, loaded with a razor fletched shaft, thunderbottle head applied and waiting for fire. If and when the go was given she turned back, "We're jumping." was all she said before teetering off the side of her eagle less than fifteen meters from the drop zone. If the drop proved to be much for her leader than alternative plans for a pass landing could be made. Point in case being, Claire peered in through the collapsed roof, using her night vision to scan, tapping a button and swapping to thermal vision, "Red Leader and Red two in position, Red Three." Eyes swept back and forth, glaring, a second heavy bow clasped across the small of her back.

[Tetsu]

Amira felt herself being pulled onto the bird a she quickly grasped at the saddle, having been up on Krogger one time before. It was an experience every time, and it never got any easier; however as things sat they were in position. “Acknowledged Red 3” Amira said calmly as she held onto the saddle for dear life as she hated being in the air, but it was a fear she would have to learn to overcome. Not to mention Claire and Krogger were some of the best in the business. Amira trusted Claire as they rose high above the village; which was for the most part dark to Amira as she did her best to keep her focus on the mission as the wind was gentle up in the air. That was until Claire began to move in towards their infiltration point; which had Amira tense up a bit as she prepared to depart from the bird as she jumped just after Claire as she tucked and rolled onto the crumbling roof, almost rolling into one of the holes that littered the caving roof.

“Whoa…that was a rush.” Amira said sarcastically as she dusted herself off, letting Claire take point. “Red 2, you have point, Red 3 Breach on my mark.” Amira commanded as she quickly let Claire scan the room from the roof. From Claire’s perspective she would be able to see the heat on the marble floors resonating from the previous hot day. There was however no sign of heat signatures could be detected from either Isamu or Claire. It was indeed abandoned. The only thing that they could see was the cool outline of the room with the heat spots present on the floor. “Mark,” Amira would mutter over the comms as that was the signal for both Claire and Isamu to make their entrance from the roof; which had one of the marble pillars tilted to the side so that they could slide in, but the face of the smooth marble looked pretty slick…so climbing back up might not be as easy as getting down. Figuring Claire would make the easy entrance, Amira would quickly slide down the pillar, letting the side of her boot skid as she let her boots connect with the ground; which was a solid black marble, but was littered with rubble and debris from the ceiling and the walls that had become decrepit over time.

The room itself was about 60X120 meters, making up a huge space. It was like a grand hallway of sorts as there was a set of metal doors to the front of Isamu at about the center of the room and just south of where Amira and Claire would enter. The building seemed eerily quiet as Amira remembered being here while it was operational. She knew that the metal doors by Isamu would lead to basement; which was probably in shambles from one of the explosions, but it had most of the secrets of Sungakure, including the prison that had held Doimed during the civil war. The metal doors seemed to hang on their hinges. There was also a black metallic door with what looked to be pretty well enforced at the back of the compound; which Amira knew nothing about, and the schematics only listed the floor plans. “Red 2 go check out that door to the north side of the compound [Door to the back of the building], Red 3 check out those double doors and see if they open up.” Amira said as she scanned the room a little bit more, the darkness making it difficult.

[Okay guys, it’s time to make an observation check, the way I’m doing this will be similar to 5th edition DnD skill rolls with simply giving an advantage or disadvantage on the roll for it being night and the goggles. So for example, Amira will take disadvantage on the roll, but Isley and Christoff you guys will get advantage.]

[Skill check level: Moderate]

Skill level [Observation] 48/125 Disadvantaged

[Christoff]

“Mark,” At the Kazekage's command Isamu flowed through the crack in the wall almost like a liquid. His gear flowed through in the steady stream of sand into a pile which began almost immediately to reform into Isamu's appearance gripping his katana ready to fight. The genin's eyes darted around the room, aided by his goggle's thermal setting, and saw nothing. Isamu noted his two team members had made a far more dramatic entrance than him but it seemed like there would not be a fight just yet.

The comms crackled back to life, “Red 2 go check out that door to the north side of the compound [Door to the back of the building], Red 3 check out those double doors and see if they open up.” Isamu mic'd back softly, "Rodger, Red 3 out." The vast stillness of the room made Isamu uneasy as he picked his way through the rubble towards the double doors. Isamu flipped his goggle settings to x-ray and looked through the door. If there were no immediate dangers behind the door he would turn his attention to checking for traps on the hinges or immediately behind the door. Barring any observed danger Isamu would push gently on the doors to see if they yielded. If a gentle push was not enough Isamu would give it a harder shove to see if the door could be persuaded to move. If he was successful in getting the door to budge he would not open it fully and instead radio to the team, "Red Leader, Red 2, the doors are open." If they would not budge he would radio "Red Leader, Red 2, the doors are jammed shut I can try to remove them whenever you're ready."

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Skills Used:

Observation 125/125 SP
Rank: "E"
Skill: Skill
Effect: This skill focuses certain powers of observation - sight, smell, hearing, and touch.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: Can be learned by an Animal. A failed check indicates that the character is oblivious until the thing is pointed out to him. This skill is important for ferreting out advancing enemies or ambushes, generally real-time events and actions occurring, versus scrutiny, which covers static objects or areas. A Game Master may roll an Observation skill check for a Character any time there is an NPC, monster, event or happening that a character might notice, even if he did not specifically state that he is monitoring his surroundings. Characters are capable of noticing any event within their perception. Observation reveals only facts, not motivation. If user has 25 or more Ranks in Evidence Analysis user gains a Synergy Bonus +10 to Observation. Each time learned user gets 1 die roll to increase the skill.
Limit: ---

Active Techniques:

Shield of Sand (Shield of Sand) *Stops S Rank Techniques*
Rank: "B", "A", "S"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Whenever the user is about to come to harm, a shield of sand will automatically surround and protect him.
Special: ---
Drawback: Depending on the user's rank depends on the strength and speed of the technique.
Description: The shield is capable of withstanding considerably strong attacks and projectiles, and can be hardened to a point where it's stronger than many creations. The shield is so strong that it has earned the name "Absolute Defense" (絶対防御, Zettai Bōgyo). The sand will react regardless of the user's will, even protecting them from self-inflicted injuries. User may also completely surround them in the shield to further increase the defensive capabilities. Strength and Speed of Technique depends on the rank of the Technique.
"B" Rank - Capable of stopping 8 movements. Capable of stopping "C" Rank techniques.
"A" Rank - Capable of stopping 10 movements. Capable of stopping "B" Rank techniques.
"S" Rank - Capable of stopping 12 movements. Capable of stopping "A" Rank techniques.

Each Class the user is higher than "C" the shield's strength increases by 1 Rank giving a full capability of stopping "S"+"C" Rank techniques. The amount of movements is an accumulation over the amount of enemies attacking. This is a mastery and doesn't take up much Chakra when activated. User may activate or deactivate this anytime they wish. Activating takes up 0 movements.
Limit: Must have gained 500 Training Points in Sand for "B" Rank Automatically. Must have gained 1,000 Training Points in Sand for "A" Rank Automatically. Must have gained 1,500 Training Points in Sand for "S" Rank Automatically.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

They were inside now, Claire choosing the same option as Amira to glide down one of the pillars, sweeping her head back and forth in the darkness to pick up any signatures. Everything was dark and swallowed by the purple blues of cold. This was going to be intense. The likely chance of heat coming up as bright ass orange was all that made her stop from swapping back to night vision. "Woah..." What had happened here? This place was a former AnBU quarter? It was outright destroyed, gutted to the floors with damage. It was so much worse inside than it looked otherwise and just standing here, walking where other men who had donned an AnBU mask made her feel small, an ant daring to scale the mountains and stand on the shoulders of giants... and here it was potentially being used for a sicko's dream of creating what? Monsters?

Disgraceful.

Locked up in her own thoughts she nearly missed the command from Amira, a command that she gave a nod so minuscule it damn near didn't exist. Her steps were as silent as they could humanly be without technique and as she approached the door she kept her hand on the butt of her pistol bow. "Ami--- Red Leader, what... what happened here?" Things were charred black, unrecognizable now and with no knowledge of what they were or how they looked before, would likely remain that way forever. This happened in the span of her time out of the village? And she called herself a protector of Suna, tasked and ordained by the Witch-Hunter's Venator to exterminate and root up the rotted core of the desert. It'd spread like a tooth ache while she ran off chasing fever dreams back in her home land of Ame, chatting up bar flies in River, rubbing shoulders with amateurs out in the desert. She was just as responsible it felt, or maybe she was just looking too deep into this one Rabbit's hole.

While she waited for an explanation or maybe even silence from Amira she traveled over the lengthy flooring, eyes sweeping the ground, her rigorous training in the temples awaking her gift to see the energy trails of any energy type or based creature. Leaping large toppled figures and coming up to the set of metal doors that stared back with a mirrored defiance. She reached for them, a handle, anything to tug, pull with some might and look for a little give. She didn't start till the channel was silent to prevent clutter of communications, "Do you have the floor plans for the building? I haven't the faintest idea the layout of this place, Reds." Krogger was off somewhere close she hoped, ready to snatch them up in the event this turned out to be nothing or they needed to make a hasty escape.

Every time she pulled, strained, bracing one foot on the opposite door to leverage her weight, she squeezed her eyes shut till she saw spot and... images. There were always there, fleeting, less like memories seared into place and more like living critters that'd found a way under her lids. Her teeth grit and a swell of something warm radiated through her for just a moment, a little of that righteous fusy every accomplished hunter learned to call upon to clense the world. And here she was trying to pry a door off it's hinges like a moron... sheesh.

Judgements per round: 7
Combatless Judgements: 4 rounds
Bane: 18 rounds

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Track Energy
Rank: "C" Always 30 Training Points
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A Venator gains the ability to track traces of all types of Energy, from Spiritual to pure Chakra.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: The user gains the ability to see traces of energy. The subject may follow the trail of any creature that has active (or continuous) Jutsus, Chakra items, or Special Abilities. User must make a Track check to attempt to trail someone in this fashion. Instead of weather affecting the subject’s ability to follow, discharges of energy in an area have the same effect as rain on the energy tracks. The energy lets the subject see a faint, glowing trail, but the subject cannot tell what type of energy creates it. For every 3 active Items/Jutsus/Abilities, the subject gains a +5 circumstance bonus to Track. This technique does not help the user track via techniques used to conceal or alter normal tracks, such as Trackless Step, but it would still give the user a chance to track other active energies in the possession of someone using those energies to avoid being tracked.
Limit: Must be a Venator. Must know Track. Must know Tracking (75 Points).

[Tetsu]

narutoforumrp.proboards.com/thread/103828/general-skill-checks?page=7&scrollTo=1015888

Alright, Isamu was the only one to make the check…sooooo Isamu would be able to notice the tripwires present at the front door as well as the pressure plate mines that lined the floor by the door to the back of the building…so yeah bombs away guys XD

It was dark, and even more so it was hard to make out all the shapes as the shadows continued to shift around them as she made contact with the floor safely, feeling her boots connect with the ground. She couldn’t help but think about this place before it had been destroyed. She had only been here one time prior, and it was indeed during that day of smoke and fire that still haunted her to this very day. It was as if silhouettes of ghosts of the past, all people that she had inevitably caused the death of as she suddenly felt a twinge of pain at the thought of the dismembered limbs, the blood dribbling from the rubble as Doimed coddled the now lifeless body of his love Zelda. So much pain was associated with this place, it was the first time Amira had come face to face with death. When she heard Claire speak, asking what this place had been, Amira didn’t know how to respond at first as she let the words linger for a moment, trying not to breakdown in front of the investigation as she couldn’t help but think of the horrid prison she knew resided underneath the base…but how much could she share, would she be forgiven for her sins if her team knew that she was the one who had caused the destruction and the death here?

She pushed the thought from her mind as she shook her head slightly, pressing any guilt she felt for the destruction of the building deep into the recedes of her mind for the time being as she looked over her shoulder to address Claire’s question. “What happened here…was simply warfare, during the civil war many state buildings took hits, but this one…it wasn’t exempt from this.” Amira said as she could perfectly depict the story as if it were yesterday. “It was originally the ANBU headquarters, but during the war it was repurposed as a prison and as a weapons research facility.” Amira said as she reached into her back pocket, producing her Tracker pad; which housed one of the village’s holodisks to further expand its data capabilities. “I’ve witnessed firsthand some of the horrid stuff that went down here…” Amira said pausing, her face recoiling in clear emotional pain as she could see the ghostly image of her inspiring leader bleeding there upon the ground, the combat knife dug deep into her chest as the life seeped from her very body. Everyone was mortal in the end, especially in combat.

Shaking off the feeling of pure terror, Amira turned on the device as the blue display screen quickly loaded a holographic gridded version of the lay out of the building. “Anyway, It was the site of one of the battles that turned the war in our favor, and it was also revealed that the previous Kage was housing some experiments on dead bodies here…which is why I think our Siren Program might be connected.” Amira said, doing her best to push the horrors of her past with the building as the blue screen display quickly became a 3D hologram layout of the building. The building naturally housed three floors from what the display seemed to show, the hallway towards the back leading to a round hallway; which had rooms all around the dais as well as the debriefing conference room in the very center. Down one floor was the armory, barracks, and of course including the offices, kitchen, and other accommodations down the stairwell; which looked to be behind the door Isamu was pushing upon according to the schematics of the building. “We are currently here in the great hall, and the records would likely be kept in the back her in one of the filing rooms or libraries. Amira said pointing to a few of the rooms that were on the floor they were currently on.

“It’s also likely that some of the records might be in the offices on the second floor.” Amira said pointing out a few offices that might prove useful in finding information. The third and final floor was indeed less appealing, as Amira knew it lead to the prison, and it’s scaling would be a good 100 meters below the other floors, deep underground. “Down here is the prison, the last place I want to look honestly, but alas there could be plenty of places to hide things down there…lord knows I understand that.” Amira said as she knew that the prison surely had its own secrets to hide. “With that, I think…” Amira said as suddenly a loud screeching sound would interrupt her.

[Isamu]

The heavy metal door had been rusted on its hinges and wasn’t budging at first as Isamu attempted to apply pressure at first; however with the more powerful push applied pressure, the door would creak open and almost as a triggered event, something black and charred reached out towards Isamu through the crack in the door leaning forward as a black, charred, and decaying figure looked as if it were attempting to grasp at the sand man. The hand would suddenly stop at the sand shield as the black charred hand was hanging there suspended by Isamu’s shield as he was possibly being attacked by the unknown from the door that was clearly open, but didn’t open towards the room, making it hard for something to push its way through. Maybe that was the idea. Upon further inspection, since Isamu was very keen of eye, he would notice a bar that had been used to hold the door shut from their side upon the ground as the black mitt was suspended there, just before he could confirm the door was open.

[Isley]

Claire would notice that there were land mine tags and other chakra devices set up by the door towards the back, but something eerie would urk her as Isamu’s sand shield would noticeably kick into gear; which was definitely cause for concern. What was up yo?

[Christoff]

As he was pushing on the door the soft moonlight illuminated something at the front door peering closer he noticed the shine of a trip wire. He placed his hand to his ear and radioed in, "I've got a trip wire at the front door." His eyes ran anew over the floor and caught small disruptions around the door to the back of the building, "Looks like some kind of pressure plates by that door." Isamu gestured helpfully before returning to his door with a hard shove.

With his shove a metallic shriek ran out and a black figure lurched at him through the crack in the door. Isamu snapped his head back reflexively as the hand reached out even though his sand neutralized the threat completely. It was a reflex honed by his years of close combat training, besides it was dangerous to rely solely on his sand. As the charred creature reached out futiley scratching against the sand, Isamu stepped back and called out aloud to his partners, "Hey I've got something," He paused uncertainly, "Or someone over here." Isamu flipped his goggle's settings until they were set to x-ray and condition viewing, and examined the creature pushing through the door while he waited for his teammates. He watched the creature cautiously his right hand on his sword ready to strike.

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Technology Used:

Condition Viewing Vision
Rank: "A"
Type: Secondary, 0 per Slot, Gadget, Surveillance, Vision
Effect: A vision relay that picks up conditions of humans and animals while relaying them in a visual form.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: This vision allows the user to see and measure the condition of humans and animals. It gives a reading of the heart rate, and the status of their condition which are, "Calm, Cautious, Terrified, Unconscious, and Deceased." These notations are readable for the user. This vision may co exist with the X-Ray Vision allowing the user to take note of a person's condition through a wall.
Limit: These items may be bought inside any Gadget Shop.
Cost: 9,000 Ryo Each

Active Techniques:

Shield of Sand (Shield of Sand) *Stops S Rank Techniques*
Rank: "B", "A", "S"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Whenever the user is about to come to harm, a shield of sand will automatically surround and protect him.
Special: ---
Drawback: Depending on the user's rank depends on the strength and speed of the technique.
Description: The shield is capable of withstanding considerably strong attacks and projectiles, and can be hardened to a point where it's stronger than many creations. The shield is so strong that it has earned the name "Absolute Defense" (絶対防御, Zettai Bōgyo). The sand will react regardless of the user's will, even protecting them from self-inflicted injuries. User may also completely surround them in the shield to further increase the defensive capabilities. Strength and Speed of Technique depends on the rank of the Technique.
"B" Rank - Capable of stopping 8 movements. Capable of stopping "C" Rank techniques.
"A" Rank - Capable of stopping 10 movements. Capable of stopping "B" Rank techniques.
"S" Rank - Capable of stopping 12 movements. Capable of stopping "A" Rank techniques.

Each Class the user is higher than "C" the shield's strength increases by 1 Rank giving a full capability of stopping "S"+"C" Rank techniques. The amount of movements is an accumulation over the amount of enemies attacking. This is a mastery and doesn't take up much Chakra when activated. User may activate or deactivate this anytime they wish. Activating takes up 0 movements.
Limit: Must have gained 500 Training Points in Sand for "B" Rank Automatically. Must have gained 1,000 Training Points in Sand for "A" Rank Automatically. Must have gained 1,500 Training Points in Sand for "S" Rank Automatically.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

Right on que she picked up on the residue left by the aura of something. Traps and the like, land mine tags rigged with chakra and a few other things. This place was a livewire or death, ironically. "It's a lit----" The warning tone of Isamu crackled through the air and Claire was already motion, taking her first hope a general distance and using the wall to run along to avoid stepping on anything on the floor she might have missed in her initial run through.

When she reached his side there was nothing short of repulsion on her features, brows knit and eyes narrowed with scrutiny. The eyes of the creatures that stared back did so with a mindlessness. They seemed to look through rather than at and the only thing that kept them going was the body, "Who in the world would do such a thing?" She mumbled briefly, a sickness twisting up her insides, a fine mixture of misunderstood fear and an anger at the unrest of the situation.

"Red Leader, we have a few.... subjects behind a locked door. They look worse for wear, charred even. What do you advise?"

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

(Exit for now)

[Tetsu]

Amira followed Claire to a T, making sure to follow her friend just a she had traveled, even mimicking the wall jump as they walked over to the door to the north side of the building. It was horrible to think about this place again, and Amira knew that if anyone else could have taken her place, she would have let them…however it was her job to face the demons of this place once again as she approached the door and allowed Claire to peer though. She heard her mention something that sounded like the presence of a burnt corpse. The thought of such a thing was strange, as the fire and damage would have been mostly present in the basement; however, in this case it appeared that there was a body, simply standing up right mindlessly as it simply stood there. “what?” Amira asked with confusion as she quickly reached into her butt bag and produced her lockpicking kit as she quickly went to work on the lock that was easily broken if she simply put some time into it, and she was indeed not attempting to hide the fact that she was picking the lock as she pulled out the tension wrench and one of the picks.

“ I don’t know what that thing is, but it’s obviously not good…so I’m opening this door, please be ready to take on whatever…that thing is.” Amira said calmly as she began to work the lock, looking for the click of the tumbler inside as she worked away, using her skills at picking locks to get behind the door. It would take her no time at all, but alas she felt the tension wrench wiggling ever slowly to the side as she attempted to work with a deft sense of haste

-Check is easy-
Amira Skill level: 45/125

Claire

As the door would more than likely open, what would meet the young venator’s pupils was not a lovely scene. There were bodies hanging along the walls as if they were hung on meat hooks, the one standing crisp corpse seemed a bit more interested as the tumbler clicked, allowing it to be introduced to it’s favorite pass time, devouring flesh. It would suddenly begin to moan, the sound of it’s strange call was almost like it’s delaration of purpose as it slowly made it’s way forward, one slow step at a time. The round about like hallway was decrepit and smelled like rotting bodies and charred fleash. It was enough to make a normal person throw up; however in this instance it seemed that it was too far gone to cause too much of a worry for now. The slow lumbering creature would continue forward, it was attempting to reach out towards the pair that had just opened the door, and it looked like it was no coming to give them subscriptions to a magazine.

Isamu

The hand that had reached out beyond the door would simply fall to the ground, it was a disembodied part of a former person who had died in the explosion, and the pathway that opened up afterwards was clear as well except for the fact that the stairs were a mess and rubble covered them, making traversing them a dangerous feat; however there was still an obvious spiral staircase downward.

So I’m bumping this up to “A” rank since it is a really tough mission. Just know that I have lots of stuff coming our way guys, so be ready.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

It was like walking into a house of pure horror, the sight seeming to reflect in her eyes no matter what direction she turned her head to her eyes just wouldn't release the charred visage. Get ready to deal with whatever was beyond there? Did Amira not SEE what the hell was beyond there? It wasn't the smell that twisted up her insides like this but the sight of it: From the bodies that hung off the damn meathooks to the acrid tang in the air, to know she was breathing in death, tasting the flaking skin of what had once been men and women of Suna... it weakened her whole body for a blink, heart pounding till her palms were clammy with sweat.

But they were hear for a reason that led to her abandonment here. That led to the thoughts of the Venator temple, back to her training in the ninja academy.... then back to that night in her village and that brought her full circle into seething rage. "Yeah, I'll handle it." She ground out through grit teeth, disengaging her piston bow to slot in the same bolt to clear the track. The moment she heard the tumblers unlock raw energies flooded her body, blessed her bolt to devastate the undead, the tune of her bolthead aiming right for the forehead. When the lock fell away she rammed her shoulder up against the door to knock the flesh zombie flat in the skull to rock its head back to expose the underside of the head and throat.

There she took advantage of the exposure, firing up through the hollow of the throat, up into where the brainstem connected to the base of the skull to short circuit everything. She slotted another regular bolt and fired another into the butt of that bolt to slam it through the back of the skull. It was like a blink but as the thing teetered back to fall to the floor she stepped back slipped a tanglefoot bolt into her pistol. "Handled." The slow creak of the door was hurried with a shoulder push ans she brushed inside.

[Christoff]

Isamu relaxed as the corpse fell away from the door. Isamu flipped his goggles back to Thermal mode and proceeded cautiously through the door. The stairwell was strewn with rubble but aside from the burnt corpse and treacherous footing it appeared to be clear. Isamu mic'd in softly, oblivious of his teammate's encounter, "Red Leader, all clear at my entrance. I'm proceeding down the stairs into the basement. Red 3 out." Barring any orders to the contrary would drop to the ground, loosen his form, and flow quietly down the stairs weaving silently around and through the rubble.

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Techniques:
Sand shield still active

OOC: Sorry for the length. I had to type from my phone

[Tetsu]

Amira was amazed at how quickly Claire had moved to take on the thing that was approaching them. This wasn’t her first time seeing the building, but it was her first time seeing this part and how horrid it was. She hated it with a burning passion. Feeling the urge to leave overcome her as the bolts flew past her nailing the zombified whatever the fuck it was right in the face and the throat. The mass of flesh simply fell forward with a plop as it was now lacking brain activity. “What was that thing?” Amira asked as she looked back at Claire hoping she might know. Claire normally knew about stuff like this, the walking dead, demons, ghosts, imps, and for the most part other weird shit that Amira had yet to grasp the concept of as a younger venator. She couldn’t even fathom the extend as to whatever this things was in the rotunda that encircled the whole building, masses of corpses hanging from meat hooks and bodies lining the floor. What the fuck happened? Had her explosion caused this? Impossible, this was the work of something much more sinister than her simple terroristic bombing.

Claire

The bolts successfully hit their target, but alas it seems like there is now an open rotunda to explore. There are a pair of double doors just to the front of us, with what looks like a chain around the handles preventing them from being opened at least from this side. There in turn are seven doors, three to Claire’s left, and Three to Claire’s right with a single door at the very back of the room. There are still bodies hanging on the wall and in the middle of the hallway on meat hooks, dried blood, charred bodies, and the sound of rodents can be seen and heard from both directions. To the left there is a gerney with a buttbag on it with what looks like a red cross at the head, along with what looked like a corpse that was covered by what Claire could identify as an anti-shock blanket. Two charred personnel at the base of the stretcher appear to have medical core patches on their burnt uniforms as well. The room as a total was DIMLY lit and smelled of charred bodies, not the loveliest of scenes.

Isamu

The collapsed stair case was for the most part decrepit, but intact. It looked as if the stone could support a regular human easily; however there was some rubble obscuring the path as well as some gaps that would have to be jumped in order to continue. If Isamu would continue all the way down to the bottom, he would find a pile of rubble with half of a skeletal figure crushed under tons of stone and rock. A note clasped in his boney hands as he was attempting to save something from the destruction of the base. There was also a 10cm by 8cm gap in between the rubble which looked like it could lead to the next landing of floors.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

When the horror was done and over with and Claire was well inside she took that time to once over the place, drawn in the worst of ways to the overbearing amounts of disgust and horror wrought upon the place. What made it so sad was the level of disconnect she had with these people because they were before her time out of the academy of Venators, predating before her entrance into the academy at Suna and promotion to protector 'officially'. No one was spared, not the medic team, nor the AnBU who gave their lives, the guards, faceless bodies left black from the char. Just so much... "Fuck." Claire muttered under her breath, throwing up her hood and breaking away.

"I'm going to scout ahead." She mumbled, heading towards the body with the medical symbol on it. Whatever remained she was checking, running pockets, looking for usable clothing though the rot and char discouraged that. Anything useful she scavenged, moving from body to body, tapping the legs of the hanging corpses with her bow before mindlessly reaching up to check the pockets of them. They were dead and needed nothing but their dignity and integrity intact to be buried. "These people deserve a proper burial, Am--- Red One." It was hard to be so informal when the situation all but called for it.

The squeak of the mice from the moment she'd opened the door drew her attention and her eyes went out to the room. Mice with a large food supply could be plentiful and powerful in number. For a moment she thumbed the explosive arrow but ultimately decided the Northern Wind would suffice for the larger groups like vermin. "This place is infested keep your eyes peeled, rats are never fun, one or one hundred."From the shock blanket to the medic and all the other corpses she went about looting for an and everything still usable. Parts of her wondered did the families know what happened.

[Tetsu]

Claire had effectively taken down whatever creature the thing had been, it crumpling to the floor after being struck by her bolts. “Well done,” Amira said calmly as she didn’t move to react, knowing that Claire would handle it. It wasn’t something she had to worry about too much after all as she would approach the door that was locked with the large chain and lock at the center. “Shit, it’s locked…” She would mutter as Claire would explore the rooms. Amira would pull out her lock picking kit and would begin working on the lock [Difficulty Easy]. As Claire explored and found out what was in this wing. She was doing her best to remain composed as Claire dealt with the reconnaissance.

[Claire]

As Claire opened one of the doors to the left, (assuming since you interacted with the medical guys) she would find a rustling of sorts, movements of a few fairly large rodents; however they were not worried about Claire, so much as they were about the sudden path of escape from something within the room. The door itself was fine, but alas the interior of the room would look much like a cell used for interrogations. The only thing missing was the retrained chair, oh wait there it was right there with something struggling inside the trap making a strange clicking and grunting sound as it struggled to move, a mouse clearly being crunched to pieces in its teeth as the chair was knocked so that the back was on the ground. This had obviously been used for some very strange experiements as it had a medical table present to the left along the wall as well as different metallic trays scattered about in the chrome metal counters and cabinets that were along the wall to Claire’s left side closest to the door. If Claire looked at the medical operating table, she would find a tray that housed a pair of seringes, one being full with some sort of purple liquid and the other being completely empty having been used.

The thing in the chair would notice Claire as she entered the room, it’s blank yellowing eyes glaring at her as it began to fight vigorous against it’s restraints as it would do it’s best to make it’s way towards here. What the fuck was this thing? There were also a few surgical knives, blood bags, medical equipment, 2 blood clot pills, and other surgical equipment scattered about the floor matching the blood stains and rubble that lined the floor. The smell of the room was clearly that of death and it was long past due for a clean up.

[She of the Mighty Bow-Gun]

Everything was loud in this little world, this first circle of hell that seems to have manifested on earth. Claire's nose crinkled slightly, the smell acrid, strong, much more fresh the closer she crept. There were some rather fat rats here and where rats infested was a place with lots of protein on hand. "Red... uh.." her thoughts ground to a halt, Venator training trying to kick in while she tried this 'team' thing out. The rest of the room didn't matter right now, there was something rustling ahead, stuck to it, strapped with thick pieces of leather.

She stared hard enough she thought the thing might burst into flames, shrink into non-existence, smashed into nothingness beneath the hate and disgust in her eyes. "Pull it the FUCK together girl." She snarled between her teeth, bolt slotted into her gun, ready for ignition, her eyes burned a bright gold where holy magics coursed through her system. "Uhm, Ahem. Red 1, I'm reporting something moving, sentient I wont say yet but definitely moving of it's own accord." She wasn't some goddamn scientist but usually dead things didn't move so maybe this thing was still alive AND sentient.

"HEY!" She called in a loud hoarse whisper, inching in as it shifted around wildly and she locked eyes, her bright blues on it's sickly yellow. "I know you want to see this and I kind of shot the first one. I'll stave off till it gets too out of hand." Twisting the bolt in it's slot and shot hard, impacting the shoulder of the creature and pinning it to the floor. It'd last approximately 2 rounds. "I'll put you out soon. Promise you that." She snarked with a growl.