Pampered Lisa

[The Heron]

||Z paid me. I'd already pm'ed him when I didn't get mah moneyz.||

Name: Pampered Lisa
Rank: C
IIC Length: 2 days
Difficulty: Easy
Description: A wealthy merchant has requested escort for his teenage daughter in her visit to Mashimizu, the capital of the Water Country. Her visit would last for two days. The man doesn't exactly have many enemies, he's simply concerned with the safety of little Lisa; thugs are all over the place and she's hardly unattractive. The young lady is most likely to visit many clothing stores, markets and perhaps a game arcade. She's also quite curious.
Objective: Escort Lisa and guard her life and belongings effectively.
Reward: 1,500 Ryo

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Another day; another mission. Instead of tracking down pets or beating up old, tired civilians, Hiromasa and Senshi would have to escort a teenaged girl (GASP) to Mashimizu, the capital of Water Country.

Hiromasa had never been before, but he already knew he wouldn't like it. After all, it was the home to thousands of civilians; more than his village, at any rate. Besides, even if there was something he could like, he wouldn't be able to explore it... since they did have a mission to complete.

As if he had been living the same day over and over and over, he stepped through the doors of the Mizukage tower, and thick mist assaulted his senses. It clung to his face, and his clothes; he felt cold and clammy, as if he had waken up from a nightmare. Dreadfully thick clouds hung low in the sky; whereas yesterday the sun had beamed bright, today it was dim and dead. He was used to it, however, and didn't even bat an eye, simply turning his gaze towards his partner, his face the living embodiment of aloofness.

"... Where are we supposed to meet this woman?"

[senshi]

OOC: I made up that mission, so here's Lisa.

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IC: One could't ask for more. Past a few missions, Senshi was already trusted enough by the Kage to be given a C-ranked mission. Honestly? It was either they were doing expectantly good or their punishment for failure was already pre-set and ruthlessly waiting for them.

The chuunins in the assignment room had informed them that their client was to make it to the tower shortly as arranged with her, escorted by her personal attendant. The Hanako pushed his way out behind the Kawashima. Outside, it was nothing but an ordinary day in the Mist, and the boy was that type of spirits that no matter what was hole like, he could only adore it. Whether it was harsh cold and constant snow, beating gale, suffocating heat and endless rain or even thick mist as this, he was one to just embrace it and generate energy from just the touch of the vapor against his skin.

The boy yawned in expulsion of what sleep had stayed in him. He was immediately afterwards brought to awareness and preparation of body and mind. Here we go.

From the confines of the beloved fog slipping beneath the shadows, the two emerged. He was a well-suited man carrying an aggregate of bags that almost concealed his appearance entirely. Making it out roughly, the Genin could see him tanned white, well-muscled, armed with a dagger and almost as broad and tall as both teammates together. Hugged by the protective entity of the man, the young woman appeared, casually and in bright colors dressed. Blonde and playful as pink tattoo and a look of curiosity and pride were printed onto her face.

"Good morning. Are you our escorts?" The escort knew well enough a shinobi is someone that always shows the unexpected. He couldn't possibly rule out the possibility that these two were the ones to protect them.

"Don't make me laugh, Topaz, Dad hired ninja not little kids." She giggled lightly as she became even more lofty.

[The Heron]

Hiromasa's hand twitched towards a kunai; slowly his head tilted to the side, observing the girl with a stare as blank as a starless night sky. Underneath that gaze was a smoldering bucket of rage, bubbling just under the surface.

"I assure you miss," and his voice was too sweet, too nice, "that we are your escorts." He bowed at the waist, long, frosty white hair falling and shielding his face. He looked up through his bangs and smiled, and it was all wrong.

He righted himself, throwing a quick glance at Senshi. "I am Kawashima Hiromasa." He introduced. His eyes found the large, suited behemoth. "Will you be accompanying us, mister...?"

[senshi]

Bowing in his turn, "And I would be Kirigakure's Hanako Senshi.", the rookie sounded out in a self-assured nature. His eyesight tilted down for a moment before it again reverted up to take notes of their protégé.

"Very much, young ninja of the Mist. I'm called Gizmos Topaz." The giant one replied, his eyes already drifting in conservation towards his young mistress and for her foolish words. He wanted to give advice but knew she wasn't one to take any.

"Hah! So be it. I didn't want any bodyguards anyway." Lisa commented. Now who was she? Daughter of the Bird country's wealthiest families, the Yuzuki house. "Let's just get on our way already." She commanded in an incensed voice, this was obviously going to be harder than it externally comes into view.

Being within their fully guarded hidden village of shinobi, the Genins didn't need to keep their guards up at the very moment, but eventually they would need a good formation and a perfect awareness; they had a wilderness to cross and thugs to ward off. Not to mention, it was two full days, this was no walk in the park.

Sauntering at the back of the two, the gates to the outside would appear soon enough, but for the moment, Senshi started formulating the procedure they needed to follow. Their formation would either need instant discussion or for it to gush out of them spontaneously at the needed moment. Preferring to be prepared, the Hanako had to speak up.

"So, how do you want to handle this?" He whispered to his partner. He couldn't realize Hiromasa didn't know the path to Mashimizu. That was their capital, and it was a highlight in their academy study to know all about, from the location to the standard of living and even rough specifications about the city.

[The Heron]

"Bah!" he exhaled, waving a hand in irritancy. "Shinobi and civilians should not mix." He whispered to himself fiercely.

They arrived at the gates; Chuunin greeted them with tired voices, checking to make sure they were clear to leave the village. One brave soul gave the girl, Lisa, what he thought was a charming grin. The young man didn't realize his face was covered in grime, and he smelled like a swamp. Lisa, the embodiment of congeniality, raised a manicured hand and pinched her nose.

"You stink."

The Chuunin blushed heavily before turning away, his partner struggling to hold in a laugh. "Dissed, by a civilian girl no less!" He kidded.

A moment passed before Hiromasa realized Senshi had asked him a question, but when he did, he turned a sheepish face towards his teammate. A slender fingered tapped against his chin in thought. "You lead. I don't know they way to the capital; I do know the terrain, however."

The two Chuunin, one thoroughly embarrassed, opened the gates and waved them through.

"Yeah, you lead, and I'll take the rear. Topaz can walk with Lisa."

They made quite a spectacle exiting the village: two kids, one skinny and stilted, the other decked in all blue; a massive man with a sword, laden with luggage, and one blonde teenage girl, clad in a tiny mini-skirt. A mismatched bunch if there ever were one.

[senshi]

What now? Senshi was being serious. Topaz was being the protective bodyguard he was hired to be. Hiromasa was dark 'ninja' he always was, and the target was being bored and noisy.

"La la la." She whistled away from the village.

Replied to, the Hanako was just fine with the plan. His steps accelerated and he soon became the pilot. The road would drift into a forest of bomboo first, arching and wiggling to the sides a bit. And then the Genin initiated in thought. What the...? We're outside the village! Aren't we supposed to be escorted by higher ninja on our first time outside? His mind's voice started to show panic. His muscles tensed up as sweat blended with the moist over his skin.

Still the dull client she was, Lisa held a small stick and tapped it at the standing beams of plant as they walked. Topaz hid a sigh. And that phase was soon over. Leaving that forest behind, the route would split into two, one known to go into a tropical jungle while the other lead straight to the beach. In both cases they would get to their destination but in the second the boy knew there would be less dangers and a good source of water he could himself use in dire situations. Based on that he took the left towards the ocean, the terrain beneath their gradually degrading from soil to sand.

Here's hoping for no trouble at least till we reach the coast. But he knew not of what was hidden for them. Truly he didn't. They traversed through some islets of trees and bushes, and around them some bandits were well-hidden. The rookie kept attention to his surrounding but nothing was yet detected. The gang of five awaited for the right moment. Two were claw wielders, one was a spearman, another used a heavy chain and the last one liked to utilize a scimitar.

"Eeeee ~ are we there yet?"

[The Heron]

"Hmmm, I don't know... do you see a city anywhere?" Hiromasa finished sarcastically, agitatedly running a hand through his hair.

So far the trip had been uneventful. They were walking along the beach, bordered on one side by a vast expanse of water, and on the other a coppice; bushes rattled here and there, but Hiromasa wrote those off as scurrying animals.

He was annoyed by a number of things. For one, Lisa was like a bratty child, overly curious but far two inflated. The sand underneath his feet rose up between his toes, irritating his skin as they walked. And, perhaps the worst; seagulls flittered above them, calling to each other in tone deaf voices, dropping... droppings with no regard for what was under them. Thankfully, Hiromasa could feel when he was about to get, and would step out of the way just in the nick of time.

All these factors broke his composure and left him fuming at the back of the group, itching to take his fury out on something. Preferably something that could breathe. Though, when he was finished, that might not be the case.

[senshi]

OOC: You can RP the NPCs, you know.

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IC: "Hey there honey, got a room waitin for ya." With a thick hoarse voice shouted out the leader as he cut the group's traveling short along with two more. He stood almost like a pumpkin of sort, short and expanding on horizontally. Over his fist were iron claws. On a side was one sporting a bandanna beside his ragged clothing and held his chain in a light swirl. Lastly, the third was short and shrunken, a spear reaching between his two parted grips.

Senshi froze as his pupils widened in fear and surprise. Lisa squeaked, and Topaz became much attentive. The outlaws weren't to give them time though, and before any movement the Genin could conduct after many moments of though, the chain user was already flinging his heavy compound of rings down the Hanako's shoulder!

The carriage of many bags and boxes fell to the sand. A dagger was drawn. Metal together collided and the giant threw his body over the criminal who quickly retreated before his bones were ground beneath. The two proceeded with a series of attacks, blocks and dodges.

From behind the last two came sprinting. The one equipped with the sword hurried first to slash through the white-haired Genin as the other clawed one intended to be back up.

The one with the spear followed as his collage failed to take down Senshi. His blade soon zoomed down onto the Mist-nin's shoulder.

[The Heron]

|| Yeah, I know. I didn't have a vision for them, though, so I let you take care of it. ||

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One moment, they'd been walking along the sand peacefully; the next, a brigade of bandits had attacked the group, each outfit with a weapon and a nasty expression.

Hiromasa didn't supress his glee, breaking out into a huge smile. Two attacked Senshi, but he didn't immediately rush to his teammates help - he would be fine, right?

Topaz was attacked by another, and from the looks of things, would be alright for a little while. Hiromasa maid a motion to snatch up Lisa and take her away from the carnage - as much as he disliked her, he couldn't let her die - but before he could move, he heard muffled footsteps behind him. His danger sense flared; he grabbed a kunai from his belt and whipped around, barely knocking away a sword intent on impaling him.

The man appeared surprised that he had retaliated so smoothly - what did he think him, a lowly civilian? The bandit tried to bring his sword up for another swing, but in the space of half a second, Hiromasa had thrown a weak kick into his knee. The man buckled, and Hiromasa immediately went through a quick set of handseals, cognizant of the clawed hand zooming towards his face.

His cheeks swelled to epic proportions - he ejected a large ball of water from his mouth, wider even than his head. The condensed ball of water slammed into the bandit with the sword, knocking the man to the ground.

With less than seconds to spare, Hiromasa ducked under the incoming claw, feeling himself grow angered as a few strands of his hair floated to the ground.

He growled, an odd sound coming from a young boy, and responded with lethal force.

The clawed man was a half step to slow to withdraw his hand soon enough - Hiromasa took advantage of his open guard, powering up through his legs and delivering a sickening uppercut to the mans chin; his head snapped back loosely, and the man fell limp to the ground.

Good riddance, Hiromasa thought, because the other bandit, the one with the sword, was approaching him with wary, yet angry eyes.

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*Suiton - Teppodama
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: Allows a user to shoot a ball of water out of their mouth.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: The Teppodama is a Ninjutsu technique utilizing the Water Element. The ninja does some hand seals which then causes a big ball of water to come from the users mouth and then hit their target.
Limit: Water Release

Pralak Ham Pon (The Uppercuts)
Rank: "D"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: ---
Special: ---
Drawback: To counter Throw the left knee to the rib or the abdomen of the opponent, if the boxer is a left handed fighter, reverse the descriptions from right to left.
Description: Picture The Boxer steps the right foots close to the opponent, and throws the right uppercut up to the heart or the abdomen or the rib of the opponent. This is used for attack which is close up to the body and used for defense immediately attacked. Uppercuts are the only punch that it's safe to throw with either hand. But, that is only if you are throwing them from the inside. An uppercut thrown from the outside is very bad mistake to make. It leaves you vulnerable to numerous counters. I cannot stress enough that if you are going to throw an uppercut, throw it from the inside! Like the other punches, you don't only use your arm when throwing an uppercut. The power from an uppercut comes from the lifting motion, and you lift with your legs. You use very little arm movement. Bringing your hand back to throw and uppercut leaves you very vulnerable. So remember to use your legs to get the desired power. Uppercuts can be very dangerous, because they are hard to see coming if you throw them right. If your opponent has his head down, looking at your feet, an uppercut is a very effective punch. Following a right uppercut with a left hook is one of the best combinations you can throw. To Protect Wipe the punch to the left by the left arm, twist the body to the right, turn the side to the opponent and hold to the left elbow to guard the left rib.
Limit: Must know Jod Muay

[senshi]

Still statue of unmoved thoughts, the edge that held so much evil intents sunk into Senshi's flesh. It was to get deeper and deeper before his self-preservation urged him to respond. His arms snapped up against the weapon's shaft, one embracing it with a fist of tensed steel and the other supporting from below with its arm-guarded side, and he pushed up. His voice remained suppressed as his eyes shifted from horror to dare. He gazed into the eye of the predator.

A shout from his throat was released after long imprisonment and as it did the elongated tool left his body. The Genin drifted over it and with his left kicked into the man's cheek. The spear he latched on was no longer in possession of its master. The Hanako held on to it as he stared at the man on the ground. He gasped. Before he could think further more, the last was already attacking, a beast of might that put a claw back to pierce with as he closed in on the pray.

The behemoth ally was doing well as he allowed the chain swinging around his weapon to get a precious opportunity. He dug in, a punch throwing the foe to the back, followed by another and another as he nullified the opposing weapon to the ground. He finished him with a thrust to the face, blowing the man to the water.

The trio of blades slashed at the Genin as his sight caught up in time. He stepped back in troubled grace. The razors came from the other direction as the pumpkin attacking continued, Senshi dodged. He retreated, still nothing on his mind to react with. The weapon found its way through his clothing, cleanly slashing his shirt open.

Now! The boy leapt to the back instantly making very good distance. This was starting to look bad, much worse then he could afford. He was already wounded. In rage, he retaliated rather viciously. This guy should've never left home that day. The boy's hand fisted over his scroll as he flung that into the air of his side. The tool swirling, a buff of smoke replaced it as behind the veil it was unraveled.

Eat this. The cloud dissipated as a train of shuriken penetrated out of it. A full package of twenty stars flew at a speed the crook couldn't detect. They hit, his arms were severely hacked as a few entrenched into his plump abdomen. Senshi had danced. In revenge for the boss, the slim one had gotten to his feet. His spear was once again wielded and towards the Genin he rushed, swinging it to the sides in defense against any possible projectile attack.

Heh! Senshi smirked. His feet propelled him to the back as his digits entangled together many times in accomplishment of a long series of handseals. If one would recall, it was that combo again.

"Rampant Windmill!" He declared his move as water in his canteen flowed out in formation of a fuuma shuriken, one that hosted skin-charring temperature. And the weapon whisked away by a skilled throw. It cut the distance in mere second, inches above the sand. Overly confident, the assaulter interrupted the path of the attack. It proved ineffective as the shuriken reverted into water and splattered over the man, filling him with pain and burns in formation.

[The Heron]

"If you run now," Hiromasa began, "I'll kill you quickly and painlessly."

The man scoffed, and raised his sword above his head, swinging it downward upon the genin's head. Quickly, Hiromasa stepped back, just out of range of the weapon.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." He chided, trying to get in the man's head. "That was slow. Try again."

The bandit yelled a mighty roar, and charged at Hiromasa, easily brought to rage by the antagonistic genin. He thrust his sword out as if the impale Hiromasa, lunging foward, hoping his drastic reach advantage would help him.

It did not.

Hiromasa spun to his right, putting his back to the ocean. He blazed through a short series of handseals; the bandit lifted his sword once more, running to attack; lightning crackled in Hiromasa's hands, spewing forth in a rush of energy. His adversary's eyes widened comically - the lightning stream struck the bandit solidly in his chest, knocking him off his feet and mildly burning his chest.

Hiromasa gave the man no reprieve, snatching a kunai from his belt just as the jutsu connected, flashing foward to where the man lay. His hands sparked with electrical energy, charging the kunai in his hand. He slammed it down into the mans shoulder, eliciting a manly scream of pain. The scream tapered off before it got too loud; Hiromasa supposed the bandit wanted to save face.

"I told you to run." Hiromasa lamented. He ripped the kunai from the mans flesh, wiping it clean on the bandit's singed shirt.

He glanced up at his comrades. The monster of a man, Topaz, was soundly beating his opponent. Senshi, on the other hand, had finally pulled out the big guns; one man appear to lay on the ground, dead, while the other held a look of intense agony as blistered formed rapidly on his face.

Lisa stood amidst it all, frozen in fright, eyes watching the carnage around her. Hiromasa hoped after this display she'd be less of a brat.

Hiromasa made to get up, almost forgetting about the bandit lying in front him, slowly bleeding to death.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" He reached down casually and gently slit the man's throat, having the decency to close his wide, terrified eyes.

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Raiton - Rakurai Shuryuu (Lightning Style - Lightning Stream)
Rank: "D" - "C"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user creates a steady stream of electricity against a single target.
Special: Ox - Monkey - Dog - Dragon
Drawback: "D" Rank require both hands. "C" Rank requires one hand.
Description: After forming the needed hand seals the user will create a fist sized orb of electricity and thrust it at a single target as a steady stream of electricity. At "D" Rank the lightning is only capable of knock a target back and inflict minor burns, and could reach a maximum range of 5 meters. At "C" Rank the lightning is able to cause first degree burns and numbness to the affected area, and reach a maximum range of 10 meters.
Limit: Lightning Release

||One shunshin||

Charged Projectile
Rank: D
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Charges a metal throwing projectile with lightning adding lightning damage.
Special: ---
Drawback: Can only do enough to slightly numb and paralyze (Only for a quarter of a post), if the user tries to make it stronger, it will end up backfiring and paralyzing their hand. Can only charge up to 5 slots at once
Description: The user holds as many kunai/shuriken, or metal projectile for that matter, as they can, up to 5 slots in their hands, and charges them with electricity. Extra lightning damage is added which will slightly paralyze or numb. The projectiles will shock the opponent weakly even if they don't make contact, but at least come close to.
Limit: Lightning release.

[senshi]

Huffing after the great action, Senshi was caught by the sudden spark of sound that spread across the beach cutting the hounds of the waves effortlessly. His orbs shifted back by the time the man aground held his screeching back. The yellow charged flying everywhere could hardly imitate the pain of the victim and before long he was stilled in his torture, finished off cold-bloodily a moment after.

Gulping his saliva, the Genin observed in horror. Yea, it was certainly going to be one hell of a mission. And they were still two starters out in the open alone. After a struggle to move his sight away, Senshi shivered through a sigh. The tide had once again risen its talk and the winds started beating at him again. He tilted his head and counted for moments before convincing himself it was normal. They certainly didn't need to kill anyone.

Before the Hanako knew it, Topaz was already cluttering his load once again. The man folded two finger over the tiny hand of the teen he was to guard and he guided her through. She quickly found resort in his touch and forgot that horrifying scene once again. Having been the shopping and traveling addict, she's seen violence before. As much as it was to always stun her into a stiff state before her old guard brought her mood back slowly and absorbed her fear. They ambled ahead, passing the solidifying corpses.

Senshi sauntered ahead of them, quiet as before, even more soundless. Within the hour they were in the harbor, and within less than another they were situated in their hotel. He entered first and surveyed the vast suite with his sharp eyes. He approached some corners and checked for harm. It was unlikely, but acting was caution never hurt anyone. Lisa then settled herself and went in to have a shower, simultaneously the titan took the liberty to sort everything for her while the Mist-nin chose to get out and check the surroundings.

"Be ready, as soon as she's dressed she'll bolt out towards the closest market." The words caught the boy's ears as he slipped out of the balconi.

[The Heron]

A little more than an hour passed in silence; Hiromasa was content in it, relaxed and at ease as the water from ocean waves misted against his face.

Before long they were in Mashimizu. The city was grand, filled with all manor of entertainment unavailable in Kiri. The only negative that he could see where the masses of civilians milling about, smiling and laughing, loud enough to wake the dead.

They checked into a hotel - free for the genin - , the three males sitting quietly as Lisa stepped into the bathroom to take a shower. Only a moment passed before the two genin excused themselves, stepping outside to survey the terrain.

"Be ready, as soon as she's dressed she'll bolt out towards the closest market." Topaz said as they left. Hiromasa nodded in agreement, fingering a kunai.

"An extra set of eyes would be nice, eh?" He thought for a moment; it might end up being more trouble than it was worth, but he decided to summon Kaniwakai. The crab did, after all, have a serious side. If there were any hint of battle then she would act professionally.

He flashed through a short sequence of handseals and slammed his palm into the ground. There was a puff of smoke, and a small crab materialized. She was bright red, and three feet high, with pincers that looked to large for her frame. Two stalked eyes swiveled around, taking note of the surroundings.

"What did ya summon me for, Hiro?"

"We have to keep watch for a merchants spoiled daughter; we've been attacked once already," and here he motioned to Senshi, since he and the crab had never met, "and we need an extra set of eyes, just in case."

"... Do you think you all might get attacked again?" She sounded hopeful.

"Yep."

"Then I'll do it."

Kaniwakai then turned her attention to Senshi, preparing to introduce herself; after all, any friend of Hiromasa's was a friend of hers. However, before proper intro's could be made, Lisa darted out the hotel doors, making a beeline towards the closest bunch of markets.

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Name: Kaniwakai
Size: Small
Special: Taijutsu
Gender: Female
Duration: 10 rounds
Personality: Kaniwakai, as the youngest of the family, considers herself a princess. She is prone to violent temper tantrums if she doesn’t get what she wants. Other than that she is very nice, and rarely has a bad word to say about anything. She enjoys inaction over everything, being a very laid-back, lazy type summon. This laziness only shows itself in comfortable, non-life threatening situations. In battle, however, she is ruthless.
Description: She matches the familial description of the crabs; she is just smaller than the rest of her family. Her shell is bright red in appearance, and the underside is off-white. She stands a little under three feet tall. Her claws are smaller marginally smaller than normal (almost eight inches long - the norm is twelve) for her size) allowing for quicker claw-strikes. She wears no clothing of any kind - the only thing that distinguishes her as a female, aside from her voice, is her scent.
Weapons: N/A
Jutsus: Here

[senshi]

OOC: Were Topaz's words.

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IC: Another set of handseals, and Hiro was spending even more chakra. It made Senshi even wonder why was he so reckless with his energy? He didn't look like one who had an abundance of it. The matter actually, as interesting as it was, occupied the previously-roaming mind of the Kiri-nin.

Out of the nothingness was a creature called, a new teammate for the matter. It was red, all red, a monster of the sea or perhaps a lake. It had a shell-like hard body, just like an arthropod. Big enough and packing the ability to speak, it proved its truth as a summon. Senshi noted it as one of his partner's techniques of his endless arsenal.

Yep! The rookie was bewildered by the much confident reply.

"Hey, but this is just a precaution, we are." He outed the mission scroll from his pocket. "It clearly states that the parent has no known enemies. How can you be so sure? Those..." He paused for a moment as his mind's eye replied the scene of the man's throat's hacking. "... were most likely just a gang of brigands." Their leader's talk even proved it as did their amateur attack. Yet the Hanako was in no state to recall all that, at that time his observance had evaporated.

Having said what his mind let so loose aloud, the boy was just about to make vocal contact with the new ally before their target found it a good opportunity to head out, passing them wordlessly.

"Kiri's Hanako Senshi." The youngster whispered as he hurriedly got ahead of Lisa. Her civilian watcher at her side much vigilant, as much as a non-ninja could, the Genin realized Hiromasa would just take care of the back as they had previously agreed on. Most intriguingly though was what would a crap do? How helpful would it be?

Senshi made sure he knew what was ahead, what lurked at the sides and where exactly their protégé was. Her doings were mildly watched to be certain none bothered her... too much.

[The Heron]

"You lied to me!" Kaniwakai complained as she scuttled along beside Hiromasa, one stalked eye turned toward the genin, the other scanning the area. "That Senshi boy-"

"Maa, maa." Hiromasa waved her off. "I didn't lie to you. I think we will get attacked. Just because I think it doesn't mean it'll happen."
Kami, Senshi! Why'd you have to open your mouth!

Kaniwakai simply growled in response, snipping at his ankles with her pincers. Normally, Kaniwakai was just as stubborn and bratty as Lisa; however, if there was any hint of battle, the young crab could be as serious as a heart attack. Hiromasa had known this when he summoned her - having her around to keep watch would allow him time to relax, and focus his thoughts on more important things that some blonde haired woman. However, Senshi had unwittingly killed that planned by explaining the mission parameters to Kaniwakai. She would still keep watch, but he would have to deal with her complaining the entire time.

"I just can't believe you! If all these people weren't around-" and everywhere they looked, people were stopping to stare at the talking crab, though most quickly turned away when they noticed Hiromasa's mist headband, "- I'd kick your ass!"

Hiromasa didn't reply, instead turning his irritated gaze over to Lisa. The girl was looking through various fruits and vegetables, turning her nose up at some and throwing those deigned good enough in a satchel at her side.

"Are you listening to me Hiromasa? The next time you summon me you better have-"

Hiromasa sighed. When will this be over?

[senshi]

Haha... Senshi giggled and giggled as he kept close to their target. Lisa started her fun digging through a mountain of colors, sweet scents and tasty touches of the trees' treasures. She even bought some; seemingly she had a 'healthy' sweet tooth. Figures from her looks. Now way was he so happy? The crap's whining and Hiromasa's attitude were just hilarious. He could only realize what his big mouth did but was enjoying it as much as a child and as held-back as a ninja.

They moved on. Eyes all over the place checking the young miss of quirky beauty travel from store to store. She found Mishimizu's collection of clothing somewhat lacking but could ultimately get excited over some of the pieces there. Swapping molds of fabrics she shifted between the mirrors and the changing cabinets. Having bought a pile of those, poor Tobaz once again started loading himself with bags, in addition to the large suitcase of money he was most forcefully compelled to carry around for her needs and convenience.

Passing by an antique shop, the merchant's daughter found a few artifacts rather amusingly pretty to her eyes, and as shallow as she were, some she actually purchased.

From the corner of the store, or rather just by the threshold, two thugs stood, viewing the passerbys. Now that they have spotted a prize worth working for, they were to approach, only before they noticed the company, and then something else grabbed their attention like the jaws of a line clasping on his prey. The container that was so briefly opened had shown the signs of a composite of large amounts of Ryo.

"Bingo, my friend." One whispered to the other before they disappeared from the store. One took a post just across the road to watch as the other went to get more men. This was going to prove to be a very long day.

Minutes after, the group were at a restaurant as the sun decided she was tired and started a descent towards its 'daily bed'. Eating, the Genin watched over the girl as he himself resorted to some nourishment. Even as it got darker and as they had finished, she still wanted to shop around, but as they walked away and as if gradually the street started emptying itself on them, they needed to get back to the hotel. This city was an early sleeper. But before they did, someone, or rather ones, awakened the route as they closed it on both sides.

Without a word they gazed at their plunder.

[The Heron]

There were four of them. Two in front, and two in back. In the dim lighting of the night sky, Hiromasa could see grimy, grease smudged faces and tattered brown gi's. The two in front were normal sized men, if a bit wide, but certainly muscular.

The other two, he discovered as he turned around, were not normal sized. One was impossibly tall and lanky, and the other, short and stout. They were closer, and as such, he could see them better. The tall one wore a sleeveless black shirt, but it didn't look to have been designed that way. He wore shorts instead of pants, and held a club tightly in his hand.

The shorter man didn't have on a shirt at all, displaying his flabby flesh for the world to see. His pants were dirty and brown, falling over bare feet. He held a club as well, though his was adorned with spikes.

"See?" Hiromasa stage-whispered to Kaniwakai. "We're being attacked! Didn't I say we would be attacked?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, your outta the dog house this time buster." She clicked her pincers menacingly, and the thieves showed some uncertainty on their features. A talking crab? That would mean...

"They're shinobi." The tall one uttered. He tilted his head. "I've always wanted to kill a shinobi, the uppity bastards." His voice was gravelly, as if he had swallowed a hand full of rocks.

"Well, now's your chance." Hiromasa returned. He still had a considerable amount of chakra left, as he'd only used a few D-ranked attacks.

This would be fun.

[senshi]

Considering the chance to attempt and prevent any killing, Senshi was deterred from it by the fact that he wasn't exactly the superior one around, and they had their hands full. Moments again passed before he actually felt shame for thinking that; he was a ninja. Tilting his head in a sigh, the like for combat took over as the Hanako's emotions were shallowly pushed beneath the surface.

Preferring to be more cautious this time and less unbending, the child lead the way of a kunai out into a rigid clasp as he held it high in defense. He leaned back and took a barrier-stance. Apparently urban antagonists preferred clubs as did one of the frontal assaulters carry another. His friend, on the contrary, wielded a less bulky but more fatal tool, a metal pole with a piercing cone end. The former sported short trim-ragged jeans with an open sleeveless shirt of greyness while the later fancied a pink fishnet shirt over white pants. All the while each and every clothing piece made no sense in the dim light and in that situation, they were still checked for importance and precautions.

The Genin took a sidestep flashily, repeating it quickly to the right as he actually blurred upon all of them. "You better retreat." The shurikeneer advised. Once the lack of illumination took its toll on the eyes of the thugs, his perplexing movement yielded a concealing effect to his handseals. Holding the last, he confirmed the execution gravely. "Bunshin no Jutsu."

From the smoke sprinted the two new Senshis towards their targets, each not flinching, each not faltering and arrowing ahead with speed. fits were formed and punches flew in escort. connecting as they did, they once again reverted to smoke. Simultaneously, devil pats flitted stealthily around from each side, to their backs tied wires. Encircling in such little time, rewinding and reeling the strings wildly, the opponents were soon immobilized. The boy was a second after at their heads, knocking them both out with a kunai's handle to each's back of the head. He would then retrieve his fuuma shurikens and retract his wires.

[The Heron]

The lanky man took one step forward, but a kunai slicing into the ground halted him in his tracks. Stupidly, he looked down, but when he looked back up, Hiromasa was gone from his spot.

He turned to the his partner beside him, opening his mouth to ask a question, but the sound of clattering feet stilled his tongue. He whipped his club over to his right side, blocking a strike from Kaniwakai.

"Where's the boy?" He sneered, breath hot and foul.

There was a muffled shout behind him; his flabby partner had been struck by several lightning bullets, small balls of electricity that did little more than shock upon impact. His shout had come more from suprise than anything else; he had neither seen nor heard anyone near him. To be struck by nothing in darkness was quite unsettling.

The lanky man drew his arm back to slam it down into the crab, but felt an intense pain in his stomach instead, his breath leaving him in a rush of air. He doubled over, cradling his midsection. Kaniwakai mercifully just slammed a pincer into the back of his head, knocking him down.

The fat man had been slowly losing his mind, being pelted by all manner of projectiles by an unseen assailant. Any time he tried to move, something sharp would join the projectiles and halt his step.

He made to scream in frustration, taking in a deep breath for a powerful yell, but in the middle of his preparation, Kaniwakai calmly walked over and swung her pincer right up into his privates.

The man gave a wheezing cough before keeling over, cupping his groin. Hiromasa came forth from the shadows, a pitying expression upon his face. The man's eyes widened in fear as the genin leaned close.

"I would kill you," He whispered, "but I don't think my company would appreciate that." Still, he pulled a small shuriken from his pouch, pressing the edge of the star into the man's forehead. "If I ever, and I mean ever, see you again..." He trailed off, dragging his thumb across his throat. In response, the man just gulped.

Hiromasa took a step back, his face transforming into a bright smile. "Ta ta!" He kicked the man soundly in the face, knocking him out and possibly breaking his nose. He calmly walked over and plucked his kunai from the ground, sliding it back into his belt.

He looked up at the others as he adjusted his built; they were waiting for him, as Senshi had quickly handled the other bandits.

"Come on Kaniwakai, we need to get back to the hotel."

The group of five made it back to the hotel without any other incidents. It really wasn't pertinent to keep watch, but Hiromasa didn't really feel tired. To that end, he sat by the window while the others slept, his mind lost in thought.

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Raiton • Raikou Yama No Jutsu [Lightning Release • Lightning Bullet]
Rank: D-Ranked
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: The users fingertips begin to glow a light blue as they fire off lightning bolts from the fingertips.
Special: Tiger, Serpent, Dragon
Drawback: After being used multiple times they begin to numb the user’s finger making it very difficult to use weapon’s such as Bows, Swords, or even Kunai. Can be trained multiple times to increase the amount of times that it is capable of using without making finger’s numb
Description: Once the user has performed the required handseals the user will outstretch his hands and his fingers. Chakra will be rapidly gathered their and suddenly each finger will begin to emit electricity. The user will then move their hands back and fling them forward releasing the Lightning Bullets at the opponent. The Bullet’s look like small marble-sized balls of lightning with is giving off a constant discharge. The balls travel as fast as a person can throw a kunai or shuriken.
Limit: Lightning Release

[senshi]

And the night was spent peacefully, none of them attempting the release of nothing louder than a sigh. As much as the girl's appetite for life has been reduced, the shifting of the night and the odor of fresh goods in the morning were enough to prod her vividness back alive again.

The day was long and dull to the Genin, the highlight of it a foolish robber choosing the most jammed street to endeavor a snatch of the money's suitcase. Of course, who had ever beat the great Mogi-san could easily take down such an amateur in a race and eventually beat him to bulb.

Through the last twenty four hours, and the nightmare would soon be over once the girl is delivered to her father.the next day. She waking irresponsibly late as her belongings were long ago collected by her immense caretaker, they would leave in an agitated pace. Crossing the capital towards the meeting point, the group would be surprised by one more enemy.

Well-toned and coordinated, he would slither through them from one roof to the street, embrace his young prize and fly off to the roof across the route.

"Shimata!" The man showed no obvious shinobi signs, simply a purple outfit merging into black and agile movements. After the moment of surprise and the two of stuttering, Senshi bounced behind him. We can't lose him.