Room 205 [T]

[asgard]

“I’d like to check in, please…”

The young girl behind the desk would shoot up in surprise, her eyes meeting with Asgard’s, wide open and startled, much like her mouth. Although saying nothing at first, she would quickly begin to check for the availability of a room; Asgard figured that if he were to meet sensei at a later date, he might as well make himself comfortable. And it just so happens a few were indeed still vacant, all available at the second floor. Graciously Asgard would accept, handing over a small amount of money when requested. As she began to offer the services of an assistant to carry his items to his room, a single upheld hand on the medic’s part would hold them back. His intentions were to train, and to train only; no interference would be needed.

“It’s ok, I can handle it”

A few guards from outside would stroll in with concerned looks, their gazes burning over Asgard as they imagine he was giving the girl some sort of trouble. However, she would soon reveal to them he was but an independent customer wishing to be left alone. Apologizing, the two returned to the doors of the hotel and continued their watch. Asgard would say nothing more as he moved up to his room, silent as the hotel’s lobby not too long ago…

[kagakusha]

The walk to Otafuku Gai was really and truly annoying. Honestly, what was the problem with these people, living so far away from his residence? Growling and mumbling to myself, I would finally walk up to a hotel that I saw. I had little money, but at this point, I was willing to spend it to get a decent rest. As I walked into the area, I would see a man just finishing his walk up the stairs. Smirking to myself, I began to wonder... could this man possibly be my next experiment? As my eyes would move back and forth, I noticed that the receptionist was busy with her papers, a perfect excuse for me to stalk upstairs...

With the quickest of shuffles, I made my way to the stairs, gray hair moving loosely about my skull as the large screw protruded. Giving it one good twist, I would then move quickly up the stairs, my eyes catching sight of the man just as he made a left turn. I continued my stalk, moving up the stairs with the efficiency of the creature which I had just previously spoken of. As I finally bundled over the top of the stairs, I saw the man enter a room. With a smile, I would waltz to the door and knock.

Once. Twice. Three times, and then we wait.

[asgard]

As soon as his “humble abode” was discovered, Asgard would waste no time in setting his station as he saw fit. Furniture unneeded – bed and kitchen was all Asgard saw as a necessity – would be stocked in the closet, waiting to be ushered away temporarily by the staff the genin called for. While he waited for their arrival, most of his items would be unpacked. As his backpack and straps were removed, their lightweight properties reminded the medic of the old days with his broadsword, though with the more comfortable equipment setting he had now, no longer dealing with such a heavy item, he didn’t miss it for much longer. All but his shock gloves would be set aside, a living room now created for the youth to train whilst he waited for the staff, as well as his sensei’s arrival. He saw reason in nothing but training at this point in time; getting stronger was all that mattered. For him. For his sensei. For his village…

Just as his trance grew in strength, fed by his thoughts and lust for power, several hollow knocks at his door brought him back to life. Strange…his call to the main office was but moments ago. It was impossible to have arranged a party so quickly, especially when the front desk informed him a situation requiring great urgency had just gone under the staff’s review, leaving him helpless for at least an hour. Very strange…quiet did not reign for much longer; the knocks continued. With his guard raised, Asgard would remain standing in place, quiet and motionless with a death gaze fixated on the door. Upon the third knock, he’d speak. His tone was low, dry and deep, one meant to warm those around him a predator lurked.

“What do you want…?”

[kagakusha]

"What do you want...?" A voice would slide through the unopened door. It was feral, dry. My smile would widen immensely, this man was smart and would not be caught with his guard down. I had to work hard to ensure that an insane cackle did not escape my lips. Perhaps this boy was a lot more than I had originally witnessed- more than a simple experiment. Well, that's not true. Everyone was experiment, but not everyone had to be killed during its' process. We'll call this an experiment into social interaction on the behalf of myself, shall we? Almost instantly, the mood of the doctor would snap, changing from psychotic murderer into the persona of someone hurt. And it was true- I DID hurt.

Before coming to Otafuku Gai, I had sewn several needles onto the bottom of my feet. They were aching, the main reason that I had chosen to come into a hotel. I could most certainly use some help getting them out, could I not? It's not like it is difficult to remove stitches, especially when there is no real wound. Taking a deep breath, I would replace the insane smile that was on my face just a mere moment ago with one that was truly sincere. I was insane, perhaps, but I couldn't help that, now could I?

"Well, sir, to be honest, I'm here for an experiment. I saw you coming up the stairs and followed you, wondering if you might be interested in helping me see its' completion." As I finished my speech, I would wait, shocked to know that I had given this man I hadn't ever met before the truth of the situation. It was almost un-nerving. Chuckling just a bit to myself, I would do nothing now but see if the door opened.

[asgard]

“…”

Silence for a moment. Judging from such an incoherent response, whomever lurked at his door was either intoxicated, deranged, dangerous, or a combination of some or all. Irregardless, the incredulity behind the response kept Asgard at bay, for now. His fists would ball only for a moment before his response was considered. During this time, many variables that would either justify or dissuade his want to murder whomever bothered him would be carefully considered: the guards downstairs, his status as missing, his status as a foreign shinobi. Nothing good would come out of getting caught with a body, and in all honesty, his fatigue made a long winded, drawn out escape from the authorities sound horrible; at that time. Reluctantly Asgard would reply, though his voice’s tone, range and pitch remained unchanging. As always, he was cold as ice.

“Only if there’s a price. And I mean money. Keep everything else to yourself”

[kagakusha]

"A price, eh? Money, alas, is surely something more difficult to come by. However, if it is money that it is required, then money I shall have to pay, eh?" Uttering an extremely loud sigh, I would then continue to wait to see the reaction of my potential experiment. Hopefully, it would be a positive one.

[asgard]

Such a response would sway Asgard to believe that there was indeed no money, but merely a deranged fool trying to get his attention. Well, unfortunately for Asgard, to cease escalation, he’d have to comply; at least for now. His steps would be heavy but steady, not too slow or too fast. As he neared the door, a single request would be uttered. As soon as he finished speaking, his voice low and commanding, he’d reveal the intruder’s true identity.

“Door’s unlocked, open it yourself”

A few steps back were taken. Whatever came through that door, he’d be ready.

[kagakusha]

Ah, at last, I was allowed into the room. With the smile upon my face, I would reach out with my right hand, ignoring the two stitches within it twitching with pain, and grab the handle. Taking a deep breath, I would then push the door open, twisting the knob at the same time to release the locks upon the door and allow it to open to the inside. As it did, I would find myself falling forward just a little bit, stumbling slightly. I was going to pretend to be a drunkard at this time.

As I stumbled carelessly into the den of my research subject, I'd find him standing a few feet away, body hard as a rock, his body chiseled into muscular perfection. Truly, I am not usually one to fall for men, but this man was an absolutely perfect specimen. I simply had to find a way to research upon this beautiful pinnacle of humanity. As these thoughts ran through my head, I'd hit the floor and cry out. "Ow! Lordy, things just haven't been right since those stitches got put on my foot!"

Let us see what our man shall do, eh?

[asgard]

Greaaat…

Contemplating his ill fate before him, several thousands curses echoed through his subconscious as he concocted a way to get out of this. Although the idea of murder and escape seemed to be the easiest, both his morals and his bounty would be jeopardized. Again he would sigh heavily, realizing it was his ethic duty to heal the needy, even if they were complete strangers. He would kneel on a single knee, his hands glowing as his Healing Hands technique came alive. As he did his work, he’d speak. His tone remained as menacing as ever.

“Don’t move or I’ll hit you. This won’t completely fix that wound, but it’ll definitely relive some pain, which I assume you’re experiencing.”

Nothing more would be spoken.

[kagakusha]

Ah, amazing! So quickly he was giving away secrets, but suddenly the perfect shape of this man's body made sense. Medics understood the necessity of keeping in shape, the powers that were given to those who maintained a healthy exercise regime. As he healed the wound that I had inflicted upon my hands, I was surprised that he hadn't said anything about the large screw sticking out of my head. It is, generally, the first thing that people notice about me. The stitches usually come second. As the man finished his work on my hand, I would sit up.

"Much thanks, kind sir! You are indeed a great person. Would you mind doing my feet too?" As I spoke, I would place the bag that I would've been carrying upon the ground- whatever was within the bag would move, then, awakening from its' sleep. I paid it little attention, but rather went to begin unlacing my boots, finally slipping them off and sticking the feet towards the man. Hopefully we wouldn't be too upset.

"So, what's your name, stranger? I'm Kyoujin Kagakusha." Even as I spoke, I knew that the name was bound to throw the man off. Meaning literally Lunatic Scientist, I was sure that it, if nothing to say about the screw hanging off my head and myself sticking my sewn up feet into the air, would arouse a response. Perhaps the bag would, too.

[asgard]

“…”

It…moved!? It would happen just as his first healing session would end. Upon shifting positions, a bag carried at its side would drop, its contents moving about in a strange manner. This would startle the genin enough to shoot up and back away, wary of whatever tricks this stranger might have under its sleeve. Though undetermined as to exactly WHAT he had planned, something told him his company was certainly not desirable. Oath or not, morals would be placed aside for personal safety. His commands would thunder, intimidation crashing onto the wounded weirdo.

“No, this is over. What do you want!? I’m busy, and I’m sure the guards downstairs can help you with the rest of your wounds.”

And with that he’d start walking to the door. He would keep it open, hoping the stranger would understand it was his time to leave.

[kagakusha]

"I don't even get your name? Well now, that's obviously sort've rude, you know. You should have yourself checked for mood swings." With that said, the facade of the strange drunkard would vanish within an instant. Instead, a cracked smile would appear, a wildness filling the man's eyes. I was inside of his room, where I had intended to go in the first place. Now it was time to get down to business.

"Now that I know your specialty, sir," I would say, a chaotic twinge occurring in my voice now as it rose a pitch, "I believe that acquainting ourselves could be... mutually beneficial. I happen to have the knowledge of a fairly nifty medical ability... chances are that you don't know it. In return, perhaps you could teach me something that I don't know?" Giggling just a moment, I'd find myself standing upwards, reaching my full height of six feet two. I'd shrug then, and see if he really wanted me to leave. If he did, then perhaps I really would have to kill him, although it'd certainly be more difficult now that I knew he wasn't just a random passerby.

[asgard]

Another medic!

The discovery was rather pleasing for the youth, as he’d missed collaboration with fellow colleagues about his much appreciated talent for healing. It was a tough decision to arrive to, given the awkwardness behind the man and his odd methods. However, he proved intriguing to say the least, and even if he did prove hostile, a simple strike to his face would end it all. Asgard was pleased with it all…

“Out back. Lead the way”

Referring to the clearing behind the hotel, Asgard would choose that as their training local. Once the stranger left the room, Asgard would grab the key and his gloves and exit.

[kagakusha]

"Fabulous." The last word that would be spoken by myself for the moment, I would then quickly place the boots back on, lacing them tightly to ensure that they did not randomly strike the stitches for no reason. The cracked smile would fade as I bent over to grab the bag with the live animal within it, the perfect experiment subject that nobody would truly miss. Heh. With that done, I would then leave the room, moving out towards the back area. Eventually, we made it to the back areas of the hotel grounds and I would place the sack on the ground.

"The technique I told you about within is entitled Kenzan Metsuki. Chances are that you've heard of it- a technique that allows the user to create an x-ray effect and view into the depths of their patient without having to subject them to physical mutilation. That is what I can offer you at the moment. What can you offer to me?"

[asgard]

Though this would sound rather explicit and make him seem like he was soliciting, Asgard would make sure to answer it as straight faced and serious as possible.

“An orgasm. Watch…”

His eye would look around for any mammal present and willing to serve as his example. It would take a good minute, but once found, Asgard would be pleased. A sly smile curved over his face as what seemed to be a passed out bum was found not too far from the building. He currently found himself laying on his back in the grass, boots gone and purse emptied. Drunk, passed out and robbed. This man definitely needed a boost. With his hands glowing to signify the technique was being charge, Asgard calmly strode over and touched him on his side.

Within seconds, the results would be obvious.

[kagakusha]

"Fascinating." I watched as the man quickly gathered a charge within his hands, focusing chakra. Narrowing a minute, I performed a singular seal, bringing the seal up to my eyes as the lens of the Seeing Eyes would focus on the man's hands. Chakra was flowing through them at a fantastic rate, and when he struck the hobo, the bum would quickly sit up. Looking around, I wondered what the cretin was going to do until, with a gasp, he would reach over and seemingly attempt to grab ahold of the ground. Moving my hand away from my eyes, I found myself impressed as a large wet spot quickly became evident in the man's shorts. "Well, isn't that remarkable... That certainly seems worth a trade, mmm?

The basics of Seeing Eyes is simple- you create the Rat seal, holding it between your eyes. Doing so, with proper focus, allows you to create a lens out of chakra that, when viewed through, gives you x-ray vision in a sense that is not normally understable. You will not be able to see through walls with this technique, but rather only a being that has a pumping and flowing chakra system, meaning only alive patients, as well." With that said, I would reach for the bag that I had brought with me and toss it to the ground.

Hand glowing slightly now with the Chakra Scalpel, I would slice the top of the bag open, revealing a terrified chicken that was bound and constrained. Giggling for just a moment, I resisted the urge to pull out my scalpel set and begin the dissection. "I have thought about it. You may use the Seeing Eyes upon this chicken while I attempt to create the orgasm within it. Have you ever seen a chicken orgasm, by the way?"

At this point, I had become completely oblivious to the hobo that the unknown medic had quickly forced into... submission... Instead, I was focused merely upon the scientific standpoint, a research in the process of being completed.

[asgard]

Weirdo…

But such eccentric nuances would be looked by for the sake of knowledge. And had it not been for his extreme exercise in controlling himself from laughing in his face, he would’ve missed him execute a jutsu known fairly well amongst the medic community. As he looked on, Asgard hoped he would understand some basics behind Iku. After all was done, he’d move towards the bound up chicken, shaking his head in a silent protest towards his methods. Such was the bird’s distress that the wailing hobo behind – currently enveloped in a deep, booming orgasm – would soon be drowned out. With a sigh, he’d explain Iku before embarking on learning the x-ray technique.

“It shouldn’t be too hard for you. If you saw it right, and you’re aware of the Healing Hands thechnique, then you’ll get his in a secondd. You just need to keep playing around with the chakra until you get the right formula that triggers the arousal and orgasm. It’s a little tricky, but it’s like women: you gotta work every angle until something comes out right”

That last comment was thrown about unconsciously, though judging from this man’s horrible looks (and odor!) no such luck would be in his favor. Irregardless; their session would begin now.

"And no, I've never seen one. Perhaps you could enlighten me?"

# Kenzan Metsuki (Seeing Eyes)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user gains the ability to see inside small portions of the patient’s body.
Special: Horse, Dragon, Dog, Rat, Snake, Rat
Drawback: The user must be stationary when performing this technique.
Description: The user forms the hand seals, holding the final rat seal and holding it in between their eye. The user focuses chakra into a lens on either side, allowing them to see inside their patient’s body in a small area, one roughly six inches by four inches in area. The user can perceive the chakra circulatory system as well as the inner systems of the body when looking through this lens.
Limit: Must be a medic.

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[kagakusha]

"Ah, I see. I haven't seen one, either. This should be interesting then, yes?" His previous comment wouldn't even be touched upon. I had never worried about pleasing the other end of my sexual encounters, for they all perished shortly after them, anyways. I didn't need to know how to please a woman, all I needed to know was how to cut her open and hear her scream. Giggling to myself just a little bit, I would then look down to my distressed little chicken.

"It's alright, little creature, nobody is going to hurt you..." Yet. The last part, unspoken, wouldn't even be seen upon my face as I attempted to coax the unimportant speck of existence into co-operation so that I wouldn't have to force it into submission. It seemed pleased by my lack of aggression and the shaking would begin to slow. Smiling a nice smile, I'd then pet the chicken for a moment, wondering what all I should do. Converting chakra flows was certainly something that I was capable of doing, as I had already begun to master the art of creating different feelings within the body, like healing or clotting wounds or even cutting them without a blade. How much more difficult could this one be?

I would then pull my right hand up for a moment, focusing my chakra on the hand. As I did so, a small green light would overtake the hands as I looked down upon my specimen. I knew that this one would be Shosen no Jutsu, the Mystic Palm. Altering the flow just a little bit, I'd notice a a slight change in the color of the technique, telling me that something was indeed happening. Then, I'd slowly move the hand downward and touch the chicken, releasing the chakra into the creature's system.

Its' reaction was really simple, and unfortunately very disappointing. It would shudder for a moment, almost as if it had gained a chill, and then it would stop, looking at me with distressed, little beady eyes. Sighing for a moment, I'd focus the chakra again, this time keeping my hand upon the target, and focus. The green light would overtake my hand for a moment even as it began to shift away once more, gaining a more bluish tint than before. Once more, the small bird would shudder again, but it would relax itself for just a moment, stretching its' legs out. Definitely a sign that I could be doing the right thing.

Iku! (Orgasm!)
Rank: C
Skill: Medical Ninjutsu
Effect: Literally meaning orgasm, this causes the afflicted victim be aroused by the caster and in effect suffer an orgasm, greatly reducing their mobility for three (3) turns. Gender and sexual preference cannot alter this jutsu’s effect.
Special: Handseal
Description: Forming a single handseal, the medic creates a health altering effect, much like the healing and killing hand’s technique. With their charged appendage, the user strikes the opponent in either the trunk or hip area of the body with any kind of hit (punch, slap, just has to be done with one’s hand), successfully transmuting the chakra effects onto the foe. Once hit, the chakra quickly disrupts the victim’s pleasure and sensorial systems, temporarily altering them to make the caster the victim’s primary object of desire. What ensues is quick turn of emotional events, where the victim begins to feel strange arousal to his attacker. All desire to slay them is soon lost, irregardless of whatever mood or bloodlimit effect the user is under. The feelings of affection and desire are so great the victim soon feels overwhelmed, enjoying a booming orgasm quickly after being afflicted. Being such a pleasurable experience, the victim subsequently feels relaxed and unable to move around much, at least until the arousal goes away…

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[asgard]

It wouldn’t take long for the fellow medic to commence the training session by kneeling down and attempting an Iku. During this time, Asgard would take both the newcomer’s explanation to heart, as well as what he remembered seeing his colleagues doing back in the Mist. Back in the day, years ago when he trained at the clinic under some of the best in their field, he would often spend his break and lunch time observing them work and train, as well as exercise their knowledge of medicine in a good way at the clinic. At times he even got to help them out. During one particular session, the x-ray technique had been called upon.

The memory is faint, but its contents were certainly still enjoyable. It seemed that a patient from some fishing accident had been dragged in by his family, all frantic over whether he was dead or not. Accompanying the seemingly unconscious man were a plethora of people, all assumed to be his family; this man’s death could trigger a horrendous wave of sadness. Recognizing this, the doctor next to him would act accordingly. Without much thought, he’d order the body to be placed on a neat stretcher while he prepared the technique.

As other tools for what could be a possible operation were presented, the doctor would divulge the secrets of the jutsu. He spoke an uncaring way, as if the dying man before him mattered not. But he was quick and meticulous, forcing Asgard to keep up. After his finger pointed at his ribs to verify he had almost drowned, the doctor formed several handseals before keeping the last one solid. His hand, now cupper in a fairly small circle, would have the end closest to the patient suddenly become covered with an unknown color. Although Asgard couldn’t focus on it initially, he’d soon see that every time the doctor moved, he moved.

As he seemed to ‘look’ into the hand scope created, he would explain of the six handseals needed to achieve this - Horse, Dragon, Dog, Rat, Snake, and Rat. With each one executed, the caster would start to coat the end of their hand with a thin film of chakra. It would be the substance altering type, allowing the medic to look through the surface literally by granting them an x-ray view of the patient. From chakra systems to anything that was underneath their skin at any layer, they could see it all. From a distance, the doctor appeared to have lost his mind, kneeling over motionless while looking through a scope made from his right hand. But this notion would be soon destroyed for a solution had been found; within seconds of checking around, a speedy conclusion had been achieved.

As he ordered his staff around so that the proper procedures were done to ensure this man’s life was preserved properly, the doctor would urge Asgard to attempt the technique. At that point he was still new, sporting barely a few techniques here and there and absolutely not enough chakra control to be admitted into the Will of Kratos. But Asgard was hungry, and knowledge was all that could satiate him right now. His attempt would be swift, failure being no option.

The handseals came slowly, making sure no rushing would interfere with the casting or disrupt his stance enough that the jutsu failed. Six total, all carefully formed. Once activated, he would cup his hands as the doctor had done so moments before, forcing a bit of chakra to poor forth unto the outer rim of his hands. Nothing…Asgard sighed a bit, annoyed at his poor performance in the face of such a great. However, he would press on. That was years ago. This was now. The memory streaming would shatter like fine glass as the cooing of the chicken reminded him of his current purpose. Catching himself drift off, he’d attempt to cover it up by executing the technique. The handseals came, and with it, his hopes for success.

“Let’s see how you’re doing so far..."

[kagakusha]

To be honest, at this point I wasn't even paying attention to the supposed protigee, but had become completely focused upon the task at hand. Taking in a deep breath, I'd continue to focus my chakra at this point, gathering in as much force as I could within my hand, giving it that more bluish tint once more, darker this time, and then pressing it down upon the chicken. It's reaction was indeed a progression from where I had been before, the simple touch, and the projection of said chakra, was truly a beautiful thing to behold.

As the chakra seeped into the animal's being, I could feel its' movements as the chakra focused the specific area that was a necessity for the Iku to take place. Indeed, that was probably something that would need to happen. However, that's also when I noticed something most peculiar happening within the eyes of my feathered friend. Indeed, the little creature's eyes had removed all trace of fear, instead, what I was beginning to see, was longing and desire, a need for a release and an attraction that would have this animal bonded to me. Raising my eyebrows in surprise, I would continue to push my chakra into the being.

In a moment, the being's body would slowly begin to rock back and forth as its' breathing would enchance. The body, instead of relaxing, would begin to tighten and constrict as pressure would begin to build up on the back of the creature's spine. Feeling all of this occurring underneath my hands, I quickly let the technique go, too surprised by the rapid change of both physical and emotional response to continue. This wasn't something that I was used to, the ability for the experiment to achieve a feeling of desire. My experiments did not experience pleasure.

But what could this be besides pleasure? Obviously, a brutal weapon, but anything could be turned into that? I decided that I would definitely have to complete the experiment, because otherwise I'd be unable to use this in the future. How would experiments react when they realized that they were going to be given the ultimate pleasure? Would their screams of joy as I slit their throat be more intensely satisfying than their echoes of pain and suffering? A need to know drove me now and I would complete this if it was the last thing that I would do.

Iku! (Orgasm!)
Rank: C
Skill: Medical Ninjutsu
Effect: Literally meaning orgasm, this causes the afflicted victim be aroused by the caster and in effect suffer an orgasm, greatly reducing their mobility for three (3) turns. Gender and sexual preference cannot alter this jutsu’s effect.
Special: Handseal
Description: Forming a single handseal, the medic creates a health altering effect, much like the healing and killing hand’s technique. With their charged appendage, the user strikes the opponent in either the trunk or hip area of the body with any kind of hit (punch, slap, just has to be done with one’s hand), successfully transmuting the chakra effects onto the foe. Once hit, the chakra quickly disrupts the victim’s pleasure and sensorial systems, temporarily altering them to make the caster the victim’s primary object of desire. What ensues is quick turn of emotional events, where the victim begins to feel strange arousal to his attacker. All desire to slay them is soon lost, irregardless of whatever mood or bloodlimit effect the user is under. The feelings of affection and desire are so great the victim soon feels overwhelmed, enjoying a booming orgasm quickly after being afflicted. Being such a pleasurable experience, the victim subsequently feels relaxed and unable to move around much, at least until the arousal goes away…

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