Sun or not, your choice? (Epic)

[Therakill]

It was a beautifully hot day in Sunagakure. No sandstorms no clouds, nothing but the light wind and sun beating down on everything. This is what greeted a man cloaked all in black as with a flash of yellow he stepped out into the sun. He didn't even flinch at how bright it was if his eyes could be seen they wouldn't have reacted it. It was as if his eyes only saw what they needed to not what was. "It has been too long since I have been sent to find a new one. Let us see how good they are. I have their file that out scout got for us. He seems to be all about law, what would he do if he had to choose between good and evil?"

The cloaked figure had appeared near the one called Isamu Shounin. A Genin from the sand village. "He seems to have passed the Chunin exams but is still considered a Genin. Well, that is interesting, maybe he just hasn't be promoted yet. That might be useable in this test." He would take a step and be on the doorstep of Isamu. He would pause for half a second before he started to knock on the door.

He wouldn't be too aggressive that wasn't his style, it was why he was sent for the boy. But if need be he would destroy villages to accomplish his assigned task. With that in mind, he would knock hard enough to shake the door. But if this one did not answer he would leave. It was only his job to offer the test for entrance not to make sure it was done.

That was the boy's job to do. The Priest was absolved of any responsibility as soon as he neared the boy. Everything would be on his own ability or the lack of said ability to be honest. From what he read either this boy would be a great addition or he would be a scourge on the world. Either way, it wouldn't concern the Priest after this, that wouldn't be his job anymore.

"I will give him five minutes if he doesn't answer that is his him answer and I will relay that to the order." He would knock hard on the door every ten seconds.


Christoff

[Christoff]

Isamu eyes opened as his door shook from the force of the blow. He was sitting cross legged on the floor in a patch of sunshine streaming through the windows. In his own home he had taken to dropping his henge so his skin and clothes were the color of desert dunes. As he rose particles of sand flew off him, blurring, and then resettling into his familiar henge.

Isamu had black hair cropped short. He was wearing a grey t-shirt with loose black pants that covered black boots. His skin was tan and he would have blended in well with many of the human villagers. The only things on his person were his immortality stone and death's tear, both nestled into his body behind a black belt. They never left his possession. The rest of his combat gear was laid out neatly on a table in the apartment. His cloak, with its 30 exploding kunai, hung on a peg by the door.

The door shook again and Isamu walked to the threshold and opened it. The Sadojin stared at the man in the black robes. His garb was unusual to be wearing outside, Isamu assumed the man must be sweltering in the midday heat. After looking the man head to toe Isamu asked, "Can I help you?"

[Therakill]

"Isamu Shounin, is this your name? You are the Genin that has passed the Chunin exams but is still a Genin correct? Well, you have to chance to become something more than you are currently. All you are now is a lowly Shinobi in service to others. But if you accept this offer you will have the power and the right to control your own fate. You have it within you to search out all the mysteries in the world. But you will need the power to take hold of them and keep them for yourself." (Acting 370)The priest would off Isamu his hand, even that could only be seen as cloth covered.

It was as if all that was there was just cloth and nothing more. These words were, crafted for the boy from his files. But they would feel like they where spoken from the depths of this person's thoughts and feelings. As if they were the absolute truth that should be known by everyone. If the person's face could be seen it would seem as if a large smile graced their face. But it could be heard in the voice that this person was smiling at Isamu as if he was the best there was.

"If he doesn't accept then I have done my part and I won't have to do this again for a while." Thought the man in black as he let his ability to speak drive conversation forward. "Whatever the boy chooses I have done everything I can here other than abducting him and I won't do that at all."

[Christoff]

The man launched into his sales pitch, "Isamu Shounin, is this your name? You are the Genin that has passed the Chunin exams but is still a Genin correct? Well, you have to chance to become something more than you are currently. All you are now is a lowly Shinobi in service to others. But if you accept this offer you will have the power and the right to control your own fate. You have it within you to search out all the mysteries in the world. But you will need the power to take hold of them and keep them for yourself."

Isamu grimaced internally at the reference to his rank. The man was clearly delivering some sort of pitch assembled off of publicly available information, but it wasn't exactly clear to Isamu what he was selling. The promises were grand but Isamu needed to know what this man was offering specifically before he would accept the invitation. Isamu replied slightly annoyed at the strange door to door salesman, "I am Isamu Shounin. You should speak more carefully sir. It is an honor to serve our village as a Shinobi."

Isamu peered at him, struggling to piece together why this man was on his doorstep. "I chose my fate when I enrolled in the village academy. No one has forced me to be here. Tell me what it is exactly that you are offering." There was something very strange about this man and Isamu paused to scrutinize him more closely. Isamu had never seen him before in the village, he was certain of that. Thanks to his eidetic memory he never forgot a face. "Where did you say you were from again?" 

[Therakill]

"I never said where I was from, that doesn't matter anymore. No, what does matter is how you want to grow and increase in power. We can offer you something that no one else can, a new way to serve your village if you will. But you have to be willing to take that next step on your own. If you aren't then don't bother with it, this power isn't for followers, I will see you at five. If I don't then I have your answer." The person disappeared in a flash of muted yellow as something seemed to hit the ground. Folder

The man reappeared a few buildings over watching and listening. He had done his job the offer was made, now it was on the boy to do. Under the mask and hood a smile stretched  across the priests face. It was one of complete satisfaction of a job well done. "Well we shall see what you do. If you want this power handle one or both yourself. If you don't then turn them into the village. Let's see how much of you is in there, or are you just a loyal dog."

[Christoff]

Isamu frowned as the man spoke. The man was clearly obfuscating, but for what purpose? He was repeating himself and no closer to winning Isamu's trust. Then with a flash he had disappeared. Isamu almost laughed in frustration. So it was going to be teleporters again. It seemed everyone in the whole world except him could disappear in the blink of an eye. Isamu reached down to pick up the packet

Isamu's frown deepened. Was this a job? And if so, why give him two jobs that he couldn't possibly hope to complete at the same time? The mysteries were only deepening. Isamu ran a quick triage in his head. Hostage takers wait for a ransom, assassins only wait for an opportunity. The assassin's target was also unknown, the likely possibility of it being a fellow shinobi or village leadership weighed heavily in his mind. If seemed possible to Isamu that the hostages might be released in due course, but it was unlikely the assassin's target would be saved without intervention.

Isamu did not plan to wait around for five o'clock with an assassin in the village, if any of this was true at all. That nagging thought gave him pause but Isamu could not risk it being true. Stepping back inside Isamu grabbed his cloak from the peg and swung it around his shoulders. The cloak began to stir in the perpetual breeze that blew against Isamu and the band of stones orbiting him picked up speed as the curse sensed Isamu's adrenaline and resolve. The sand in Isamu's torso writhed and formed into his tactical vest, a pouch formed on the small of his back. Isamu made his way to the table where his equipment was laid out and began to stock the pouches and pockets he had formed.

When that was done he secured his katana to his left hip and melody arm to his right arm. After slinging a gourd of sand over his back, Isamu pushed his radio's earpiece into his left ear and formed a series of handseals. Anyone who could sense his chakra signature would have felt it decrease from a roaring light of reserves and active curses to a dim trickle. It would not disguise his appearance but if this assassin could sense chakra it would buy him some time. His preparations complete Isamu struck out towards the edge of the village to begin his investigation

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Equipment:
Pack, Butt: [5.6/10]

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Hira-Shuriken x12 - 1 slot
Wireless Radio x5 - .25 slots
Multitool - .25 slots
Headlamp - .25 slots
Compass - .1 slots
Compass: Dungeoneer's - .25 slots
Flint x1 - 0 slots
Wolf Fang x1 - 0 slots
Holodisk x1 - .25 slots
Gravitic Pressure Bandage x3 - 3 slots
Seeker Mine x5 - .5 slots

• Pouch: Explosive

Cloak [15/25]:

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Kunai x30 - 15 slots

• Holder Enhancement x30
• Pouch: Explosive x30

Vest, Tactical [12.75/16]:

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Kunai x6 - 3 slots
Grenade: Smoke x2 - 2 slots
Grenade: Tear Gas x1 - 1 slots
Tag: Exploding x40 - .5 slots
Tag: Locking x40 - .5 slots
Tag: Incendiary x40 - .5 slots
Tag: Elemental: Lighting x40 - .5 slots
Tag: Jutsu x50 - 3.25 slots
B.I.N.G.O Book x1 - 1 slot
Dust of Dryness - 1/15 slot
Goggles - .5 slots

• Anti-Flash Lenses 
• Condition Viewing Vision
• Lie-Detector Lenses 
• X-Ray Vision 
• Zooming Vision x5
• Camera Vision
• Substance Locator Vision
• Infravision

Pants (BDU Desert Khaki) [0/6]:

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Gem of Prescience - 1/15 slot

Belt [14.25/16]:

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Magnetic Emitter x5 - .5 slots
Blood Clot Pill x3 - 1 slot
Thermal Capsule x5 - 1 slot
Soldier Pill x3 - 1 slot
Manacles, Rigid x2 - 2 slots
Handheld Inspection Tool - 1 slot
Handheld Surveillance Monitor - .5 slot
Surveillance Spike x4 - 4 slots
Motion Sensor - 1 slot
Tracking Device - .25 slots
Tracer x10 - .25 slots
Field Cauterizer - .5 slots
Sonic Emitter x3 - .25 slots
Immortality Stone - 1/15 slots
Death's Tear - 1/15 slots
Stone Tongue Gem- 1 slot

Technique used:

Chakra Suppression
Rank: "B" + "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A Jutsu used to hide the user's Chakra from Detection Jutsus.
Special: ---
Drawback: Must learn multiple times.
Description: Personal Jutsu. Duration is 5 hours per Class Level. A Sensor Specialist has a natural defense against their own Detection Jutsus. Suppressing Chakra levels to be completely undetected is impossible, however the User is able to reduce their Chakra Level to unorthodox levels. When first learned the User is able to reduce their Chakra Levels by 2 Levels. This means an "S" Class User who would be considered "Overwhelming" in Detect Chakra would be seen as "Moderate" level. Each time learned the user may reduce their Chakra Level by 1 additional Level until they reach "Dim". Suppression stops working the moment the user performs a Chakra related Jutsu. The user also gains additional Defense against Detection Jutsus. Their Class Level Save used against Defenses is increased by +1. This defense is always active.
Limit: Must be a Sensor Specialist.