The White Powder [Mission]

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

The White Powder
Rank: B
Danger: Medium
Posting Minimum: 8
Minimum participants2
Maximum participants: 3
Description: A recent discovery in the shinobi world drug culture has some sort of exotic plant first found in grass producing a rich white powder after several refinement processes. The result of this powder is a highly concentrated drug easily enjoyed in more than one way, and is one that has been at the root of many evils and crimes. Now that the drug is popular, the group that synthesized it has taken refuge in one of our capitals, and it is said they have opened up shop there. Stop them before they peddle their evil any further into our beloved home!
How to complete: Find the base of operations through some sort of investigative way. These people are high classes dope dealers with some hired shinobi presence to guard their stash houses, so RP accordingly, and be careful!
Reward: 4,000

In a reserved manner the youth would await at the gates of the Poetic Paper Town. He had already snagged the mission from the various choices along the mission board and planned to handle the circumstance himself. But his feet wouldn't allow him to travel far before one of Konoha's scarlet red messenger birds managed to perch upon his shoulder with a note in hand. Upon further investigation of the extracted note it confirmed that he would have an ally meeting him outside the gates of the capital. He displayed neither joy nor annoyance at the message as he simply continued on. Maybe this ally was of worth unlike previous ones. But with his novel chunnin title branded on himself, he felt as if he was going to be babysitting a genin.

"I hope they didn't get lost on the way here." he stated. Though most of his concern wasn't about their safety but his own time management. Still he wasn't one to abandon an ally so he would wait for their arrival. It wasn't like they were late or anything. Or were they...?

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[avila]

The life of a ninja is confounding, perturbing and chaotic. Her days were planned, scheduled and booked weeks in advance. She even had her own little notebook to write it all down and refer to! Now she would be giving up her seat at the Sesshoku-ko Restaurant, cancelling her tea time and neglecting this new thing called "training". Awesome.

Although, it wasn't the fact that she would be missing all the things previously stated, it was what she was doing instead. Really now, go after some obviously moronical, highly dangerous criminals or relax while eating good food and sipping hot tea. Like any other sane human being she would rather be doing the latter. However, this was not a choice. Avila received orders to go to the Tanzaku Gai Gates and she was going to follow through. Obeying the higher-ups is essential to creating a better nation. Besides, she did sign up at the Academy knowing full well what she was getting into.

But this was ridiculous! Okay, sure, she sort of shouldn't have avoided her training for all those years, but this was no way to get her back on track! This mission fell under the category of "B". As in, she's a genin and is probably going to die. Perhaps she shouldn't jump to conclusions though. The Kage knew that she's not exactly skilled. Ishi would have made sure Avila had a good team to keep her breathing. This has to be a learning curve. That's all it was. Seeing as she had never went out of her own way to help the village this way, it was being done for her - harshly.

Without even realizing it, she had walked right up to her intended destination. Avila blinked in mild surprise and stopped her legs from going further. It would be best not to go further than she should and somehow get lost. Her pride would not allow the mission to go awry before it had even begun. That would kill any reputation she had. Her eyes travelled from the foreign architecture to the man standing by the gate, a little ways away from her. Immediately her pink orbs latched on to a note in his hand, similar to her own. Opening up her own letter, she scanned for any information that would tell her that's one of the people she was looking for. It said nothing. All she knew was the basics of the mission and to go to the gate. Unfortunately, she did not know there would only be two doing this, or even who her partner(s) was.

Her mouth set itself in a grim line as she studied the man before her. He was tall and had an odd colour for hair and eyes. Silver and violet? Really? Not that she should be so skeptical, taking into account her own features. But his appearance, however handsome he was, would not give her the information she needed. Avila needed reactions and responses.

"Excuse me, sir," she called out, attempting to grab his attention. Then taking a few more steps towards him her voice lowered to a normal, more relaxed level. Contrary to that, her eyes were wary and her one hand fell limp but lay close to her pouch full of weaponry. "Would you happen to be waiting for the presence of certain people who are to help you in a... tedious, yet necessary task?"

Edit: Total fail. You don't even want to know what it was V.V

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

And just as doubt of the arrival of a second shinobi just began to ease in his head his optics would retain the image of another being. At first sight one would have assumed the pulchritudinous figure was a citizen and non-ninja of Konoha. But once she began to drastically decrease the distance between the two he would notice the olive green pouch attached to her hip. Her digits seemed unsure of what to do but her lips would her very cause for being here.

He couldn't help but run his hand through his silver strands. There was a sort of eerie silent between the two. He couldn't help but notice her equally as fascinating but outlandish color of hair. In a ginger movement he would place his right arm in front of himself only to exhibit the Konoha headband tight around his arm indicating his ninja heritage.

"You mean the drug mission? Indeed I would be awaiting someone else. You I believe?

With that he would discard the note into the confines of his pockets. It would be best to get the greetings out of the way so that they could continue their mission. So in a act that just showed how truly shy he wasn't the being would be the first to introduce himself.

"Arumashi Kaeor. Chunnin. And yourself?" he questioned lowering his arm back to his sides. With his fingerless gloves on he would request a simple handshake from the shinobi wondering if he had gained another ally in this shinobi world.

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[avila]

Her eyes darted to the motion of his hand running through his hair. It didn't seem to be a nervous action, but yet, he didn't look very irritated either. Maybe it was a mixture of both? She hadn't met many people who could stand perfectly still under her stare, words or the silent moments she evokes. But, unlike most, he kind of baffled her straight away. Apparently he wasn't an easy one to read.

Another motion. His arm swung around to show the Konoha headband. It was probably proper etiquette to display hers as well but, at the moment, she seemed to have misplaced it. Avila could look in her pouch or even everywhere on her body and point it out. But that would be silly. Better to look indifferent than to look like a fool. So she flicked her gaze from the item and back to his face.

Ah, and not a second later was she graced with words. Wonderful, wonderful words. However, when she registered what he had said, she immediately took back the adjective "wonderful" and replaced it with something more negative. He had muttered a mere three sentences, two being queries, and Avila had come across disastrous information! He responded with the singular - not the plural. Meaning, he was only expecting one person, and that person was her. This would be the cue to faint, drop one's jaw, run away, or say something stupid.

'I am definitely going to die...'

Her shoulders sagged minimally, but enough to get across the feeling that Avila was feeling helpless in such a situation. She was going against people using drugs. All she needed was for them to get high and come swinging a sword like an ape would throw its arms around when too excited! All computations of many possible ways that this situation could go down all ended up with her dismembered and maimed. Fantastic.

But as soon as her shoulders sagged, they went rigid just as fast when she came upon the realization that once again she could not read him. His words were just that: words. There was no emotion behind it to tell her anything at all. Was he ecstatic she was here? (Unlikely.) Perhaps, irritated? Frustrated? So angry that he's leaving the path of the sane and rational? She just wasn't sure, and that actually annoyed her. Unlike her partner, her irritation was shown with a deeper frown and piercing, ever-watchful eyes.

Ah, so he was Chuunin. Avila was a little disappointed. She had thought that sending a Genin on a suicide mission would call for a Jounin at least, but no~. Not that she should really complain; it could have been worse. She could have been stuck with a group of Genin being plucked off one by one, taken apart and used as toothpicks. At least this guy seemed to know what he was doing. That, or he was socially retarded. But for her own sake, she would believe is was the former.

As he offered his hand in greeting, she immediately closed the distance to take it. Her grip was firm, but she only shook it twice. Well more like one and a half times, before retrieving her hand from his. "Sankuchi Avila. It is a..." she hesitated, and continued with a little strain on the next word. "pleasure meeting you." She cleared her throat from the obvious lie. "I would be honoured if you could brief me on how to continue this mission as we travel."

She gestured with one hand, hinting for Kaeor to take the lead. After all, he was the Chuunin here. Not that he knew she was a Genin, but it was probably the most logical guess. Well, it would be most logical to her, for she already knew her own status. And in most cases it would be a pleasure to meet this man, but this wasn't really a joy ride. For a second she even attempted a fake smile, but instantly reverted it back to a thin line. She didn't even know how to act around him! He may be a very innocent, feminine-looking man but he was also very unsettling. Avila didn't like him, but she didn't quite dislike him either. She had no idea what category to put him under. Maybe the "Disturbing" category would fit best.

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[✗ Kaeor ✗]

'Sankuchi...?'

The name vibrated inside of his mind. The surname was all too familiar in his opinion. If his thoughts were correct then he had read about such a highly valued bloodlimit from Iwagakure. Before he could merely shrug off his thoughts a light bulb would suddenly click on inside of his mind.

"Sankuchi? Sankuchi as in the clay explosion Sankuchi?" he investigated wondering if he was correct or not. Due to the previous exams it had been a while before Kaeor truly had any leisure time to wrap his spider like digits around a informative book. Such a practice would have to be reestablished if he had any desire to keep his mind as strong as his body. But after their ginger greetings were over she inquired about how they would approach the mission at hand. Usually when it came to things like this Kaeor found himself flaunting a bit of temerity. It usually was the quickest way to complete the mission, though the stakes increased by no mere factor.

But this was his first mission where responsibility was a priority since he had little ol' Lottie Avila tagging along. He would have to think for her and himself unless she felt she had something that she could contribute. And by all means her input was welcome since this was his very first mission where he found himself in charge of anothers life. His violet orbs could only raise to gaze at the sky. The sun was low as the darkness began to settle in throughout the city. Gang activity was at its peak at night, so if they had any chance of finding this "shop" they would need to begin soon.

"We'll infiltrate the city soon under our regular occupations. There's no reason that we need aliases or disguises for this unless you feel more comfort by it. I'll leave that choice up to you."

[/b] he stated deciding to by a Konoha shinobi for all the city's inhabitants to see and not posing as some citizen phony. A single wooden toothpick would find itself locked in between his lips. If those who smoked found refugee in cigarettes, then his own refuge was in that toothpick as it remained clenched by his pearly whites. Assuming that Avila had nothing more to say he would begin to step inside of the limits of the city. The houses were beaten and no where close to those of nobility that remained inside of Konohagakure. The sounds of abandoned alley cats scrounging through trash mixed in with the moans of the homeless who were dressed in tattered rags. Outside of Konoha was a world that struggled to thrive. This city was the perfect example as the chunnin ignored the calls all around him. To be affected by the wounds of this country would only serve to throw him off task.

They hadn't broken four miles into the city when Kaeor stopped with his hands firmly dug into his pockets. "Think you can take higher ground and tell me everything you see?"[/b] It wasn't that he was too lazy to do it himself (ironically). He wanted to have her prepared for these missions for future reasons as he expected her to point out anything suspicious or gang related when she returned. Whether it be a bustling club or vacant building, he just needed to have a mental blueprint of the world around him and the direction every major hotspot was in.
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[avila]

Her eyes widened a fraction. Damn! She always seemed to do that. Avila would look for every hint and clue, summarizing the person in front of her, but would always manage to give away too much information about herself. She mentally pictured a fake twin flicking the side of her head. But yes, she was that Sankuchi. What other Sankuchi was there?

She cleared her throat in discomfort and gave the gate a short glare. As she did so, her hands subconsciously found their way behind her back, attempting to hide the fact that her handmouths were not present. His questioning had caught her so off guard that she overlooked the fact that he actually seemed interested in something. That something being her or, more likely, the clan itself. Instead, she merely looked at him with sharp eyes, not glaring but sharp, and replied with a too-even tone. Only the dull could miss the almost-hidden hostility in it and her rigid posture, looking like a cat's fur bristling. "Yes, that Sankuchi indeed, Mr. Arumashi."

As requested he laid out the beginning of his plan on how to undertake this mission. This was the part where the thick air should have disappeared, but it only ended up clogging it further. 'Comfort?' Was he trying to insult her? She did not need excuses to be comforted! She was, in fact, beyond comforting! Her front teeth dug into the closest section of her bottom lip. Avila was no where near saying anything irrational or screaming in frustration. On the other hand, she imagined herself in her room and yelling obscenities in a pillow. She had to calm down. This kunoichi may not be saying stupid things, but she was definitely thinking them.

Once again, she did not analyze his words. If the girl did, she may have come to the conclusion that he was honestly putting her on his priority list. Maybe not priority number one, but close to the top. Instead, while her mind raged with stress, Avila merely registered the technical meaning of the words given. His idea was sound: no fake identities would be needed. Then again, even if they were to think of a new background she'd probably have a hard time keeping the facts straight. If she wasn't in such a wild state of being, it may have been another story.

Avila's eyes couldn't help but flick to the toothpick in his teeth. It was the only source of obvious movement and, naturally, that attracts attention. Before she could even bring her gaze back up to his face he had already turned around and started to head out. The pink girl silently huffed. 'Why, thank you for your consideration, Mr. Arumashi. This decision that you have left for me to venture on my own will be thoroughly calculated and thought through. Oh, and by the way, your faith in me for this yes or no question has not only elevated my massive ego, but has also comforted me in ways that I cannot even begin to express.' She mouthed this speech silently behind his back, with dramatic, sarcastic (not to mention aggressive) expressions on her face to convey her thoughts.

This girl was pissed, but not raging enough to cause a problem with their... "relationship". She did need him around to keep her alive after all. He may not know it but she had a higher chance of being taken hostage and, unlike the fantasy with novels, probably die at the end. This was no fairy tale, and this mysterious, creepy man with her was not her knight in shining armor. Not that a knight's armor would always be shining. Anyways, the only thing "shining" on him was his hair. If that wasn't a beacon to attract trouble, she didn't know what was.

The girl was following him, a couple steps behind but close enough to give everyone the notion that they were travelling together. When her silent speech was done with, Avila commenced taking her surroundings into account, only to have one eye twitch. They were in the slums of the city. Of course, why not just go to the most depressing place that causes major paranoia? The urge to look behind her person every few seconds welled within her, but she ignored it for the reason that she felt like she had something to prove. If she was going to die anyways, Avila might as well not seem like she's not a complete burden.

On another note though, a part of her pitied the everything that lived here. Their shelter sucked, food was scarce and the clothing on their back didn't really count as clothing - just rags to keep warm. Her face no longer held much emotion at all. She just started... thinking. Funny thing was, this "thinking" had calmed her down a bit. And it was also how she almost managed to collide into Kaeor's back. She blinked herself back into reality and took a few steps away from his still frame. A second ago they were too close for comfort; Avila happened to be a girl who treasured personal space.

--"Think you can take higher ground and tell me everything you see?"

Finally! Something to focus on - something to do! As long as she kept busy, the chances of her randomly fleeing for safety would drop dramatically. After all, she was on duty and such actions were unacceptable. One reaction to his question was a small smirk appearing on her face. However, this was not bred from overconfidence. Instead, it was relief. Obeying orders - she could do that. "If you're staging a query on whether or not my eyes and vocal cords are fully functional, I can assure you, Mr. Arumashi, they are."

The girl turned away from him to go do as instructed, but halted in midstep to turn her head a fraction in his general direction. "A better, more logical question would be, can you keep yourself out of the moronical tomfoolery of the town while I'm a short distance away?" The rhetorical question was playful and yet another small stress reliever for managing to get back some rational part of herself. This mission might not be so bad.

In order to ensure that she would not have to answer any further responses from the man, she made her move. The kunoichi dashed at a crate and used her jumping motion to push off of it and propel herself towards the side of a building. When her other foot hit the wall, she pushed herself off that as well and cleared the rest of the distance to the roof of the adjacent household. Perched on the rooftop, she commenced doing as told to.

Well, from such a high view she noticed a lot of buildings. In fact, this was not the highest one. Avila may even have to travel to that one if she didn't pick anything up from here. Upon closer inspection she plotted out the figures of people moving about their daily lives. Not that these people were as boisterous as the ones back home. They seemed to have a slouch, like there was a ton of weight on their shoulders and they were close to the breaking point. And not long after she luckily found something worth noting.

Avila jumped back down to her Chuunin partner and reported. "There are buildings scattered all around, most broken and in need of desparate make-overs. To the south of us is the gate we came through and up north is the tallest building, where one could keep scout or whatever, if need be." Her pace of telling all this was fast, but easily comprehensible. Really now, he did say to report everything. Avila continued just as quick, "There are people pretty much everywhere, but spread out like they're afraid of each other. Most travel in pairs, few by themselves and even fewer in a group of three or more. They all happen to look depressed and suicidal - must be the trend here."

She paused, considering to carry on with the things that didn't really matter or just announce the only interesting thing. Her silence was short-lived. She pressed on, "However, I did notice a gang of four, dressed nicely for slum dwellers, carrying weaponry and following this a boy around my age a couple blocks from here to the north-west. Weaponry consists of two metal bars, a chain and some very prominent rings that could be painful when punched with - and I assumed he likes to throw punches as I watched him cracking his knuckles." Now her tone was less informative and had more emotion to it. "I would love to chat over tea about the number and locations of crates and trash cans that I took note of in that particular vantage point, but I think the metal bars should be bloody by now, if he isn't already dead. You never know about gangs these days. Do they play with their food still, or swallow it whole?"

She made a face, as if she was actually considering her own question, and then quickly added, "Even if these guys aren't who we're looking for, I'm sure they have something to share."

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

"If you're staging a query on whether or not my eyes and vocal cords are fully functional, I can assure you, Mr. Arumashi, they are."

A sly cheshire grin became plastered over his face as she finished these words. By all means he didn't mean for it to sound like what she had twisted it into, but the fact that she received his words in such an expression was humorous to say the least. Then she began to interpret into another way that only forced Kaeor to give in to her wily ideas. "Sure~." he answered remaining stoic as his posture dropped into a crouching formation.

And just like that she was off to go do her visual scan of the city. He hoped that it wouldn't take her to long as he became a sitting duck. He was useless without information and to acquire some would mean that they were all that much closer to ending the investigation and bringing a swift retribution to the producers of this intoxicating drug that was flying around. And he definitely was ready to exit these gang ravaged slums and head back into Konoha.

With a soft landing he would turn to see his mission partner by his side once again. But as she began to speak he found everything full of sarcasm or jokes. What she had managed to give him in the beginning was vague and unsettling. It was a general description of the usual mannerisms of the poor and underfed. Yet the fact that she named their suicidal and depressed emotions as a trend nearly engulfed his own emotions. It was exactly the opposite of what he wanted as he previously stated before that he didn''t want to pay much attention to the poor around them. Regardless, he wouldn't show the emotion on his countenance. He would only keep his ears open to continue listening to the cotton candy damsel.

Finally he received worthwhile information that he could focus on as she mentioned slum dwellers dressed in actual clothing that wasn't tattered. The mention of the various weapons that she included was also quite helpful as he merely nodded his head in relief. "Good work Avila-chan." he verbally praised before standing up straight from his crouched position. Time was of the essence as Kaeor didn't seem too worried about everything that was going on. But a thought would interrupt him as he turned back to look at Avila.

"And lets try to veer away from calling me Mr. Arumashi. Mister is for old people and I'm only seventeen. Just call me Kaeor if you could find that possible within yourself to do. Now lets go."

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Just like that he addressed the minor issue in an attempt to fix it. His two padded feet would carry him up the side of a single house before he hit the roof and began to move in the general north-west direction. Just as she had informed, there was a group of thugs trailing behind a boy around their age. They would enter one of the cities abandoned warehouses though their seemed to be several signs of working electricity and other human beings inside.

With a phony curious face Kaeor would turn to Avila and open his pink lips to say something short, sweet, and quite entertaining in his own mind.


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[avila]

Even though her long-winded speech did come across some touchy subjects, the silver-haired loonie kept a stoic face and didn't interrupt - not once. Well, either he's a really bothersome individual or he didn't understand one word that came out of her mouth. That is only to be expected though. Her fast pace, choice of vocabulary and little side notes tend to have people's heads spinning. Her conclusion of him being a moron was shot down a second later because of three words. She couldn't help but stiffen at his tone when telling her she did a good job. She was not a dog that you pat on the head, thank you very much!

And exactly when did they become friends?! This "Avila-chan" business was very inappropriate, but she let it slide with the thought that he may just be trying to addle with her emotions. Avila pressed her lips together firmly and glanced away from her partner. She could still see his form getting up from his previous crouch from the corner of her eye. Once again, her conclusion was wrong as he decided now would be the best time to just call him "Kaeor". Her head whipped around to glare at him and she was so close to just saying, 'Seventeen, my ass, you old fart.' Just as usual though, her tongue stayed motionless inside her mouth, but her eyes started to lash out daggers with their intensity.

If she finds it possible to do so? Now he really was picking a fight! The first scowl of the day marred her features. She really, really, really didn't like this man. He was creepy, crude, and irritating. One of these days she is going to figure him out, and when that day comes, she'll be more than happy to hang him herself. This "Kaeor" was nothing but trouble. Probably a secret criminal of some sort.

Avila didn't have time to ponder her wild theory, for he had already set out. He didn't look behind him to make sure she was coming. Either he knew she would or he just didn't care. How rude! In any case, she trailed after him. Her pain right now was for the sake of Konoha - not him. As she kept a steady pace behind her Chuunin partner, her eyes locked on to the familiar boy and the gang behind him. So, they didn't dish him in yet. The girl would have thought they would have attacked at the opportune moment, but they passed that point at least twenty seconds ago. Instead, they seemed to be herding him to this warehouse.

She stopped in her tracks when Arumashi halted. There would be no repeat of almost running into him. Avila learned her lesson on keeping one eye on his movement already. The kunoichi expected him to lay out a plan of infiltration, or anything intelligent to come out of his mouth. However, she was only granted with some more playful banter. The girl have him an incredulous look saying, 'You're the Chuunin!' Then just gave him a sharp glare before closing the distance between the warehouse and herself with her nose turned up. "As you wish, you feeble old man," she snapped.

The thought of finding a different entrance had come and gone. First of all, she didn't scan for any other ways to get in before she had stomped off. Which, by the way, she blames on him for distracting her for the umpteenth time today. And second, she would not give him the satisfaction of lamely trying to find another. If there was no other entrance, that'd make her look silly. If there was and she found it first, she would have to go in before him. 'Putting a woman in peril first - how despicable!' If he was going to stop her from barging through the front doors, he will have to do it real soon.

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

Feeble old man? The youth had just finished stating his age to her as she overtly protested her disbelief. He wasn't sure if she truly didn't believe him or if she hadn't matured physically and mentally enough to accept such. Either way for his own safety from here lashing dialect he wouldn't speak on the subject anymore for the time being. She left full of anger and fury though that didn't bother the shinobi a bit. She was still a young babe that had much to learn as he wondered how he had come to coin her with such a term when she was only a year younger than himself. But maybe those hellish torture chambers in the exams had changed his perspective of life much more than he imagined. He had proved that his faith to his nation was stronger than his bonds to an innocent family. In that decision he watched them all begin to suffer tremendously as his mind recalled the dogs biting the flesh of the wife and the husband being incessantly electrocuted by a mad man. The only member of the family they had managed to save was the son and it wasn't through his choice. Yet another elderly Konoha nin switched places with the boy allowing a knife to penetrate his flesh in thousands of places. Why hadn't he deemed those families important enough to switch his own life with in order to save them? The Uchiha had no freakin' clue other than that he had no bond with them and he didn't have the necessary information about their backgrounds to help him with such. But that surely didn't stop others from trying.

'You need to fucking focus.'

The thought would disperse as he continued to look at Avila heading towards the building. It was obvious that she felt as if he was placing too much emphasis on her role and less in his own. Obviously she was somewhat correct as Kaeor could only amend the situation. In his attempt to remedy the circumstances he found himself beside her using the motion of [three] Shunshin no jutsus.
"Alright. The front doors it is then." he exclaimed with a smile as if he just wanted her to choose where they would make their entrance. In front of them stood two thick double doors that were their only obstacle from getting inside.

The Uchiha's hand outstretched to clasp the iron handle as he twisted it. Yet to his dismay it didn't move as the door remained locked despite the whispers and moans beyond the door. With a quick glance at Avila he pressed his hands together to form quick hand seals before he gripped the latch once more. The ardent heat from Searing Heat worked it's miracles before them both as the handle merely fell off.

He inhaled and exhaled before kicking the door roughly hoping it would give in to his power. Surprisingly it did as entry for the two now was possible.


"Stay sharp..." he uttered before stepping into the boundaries of the abandoned facility. The building was dimly lit with just enough light in most areas once could barely see. But with the raise of one of the switches to Kaeor's left the room would become bright once more allowing their optics to take in the sight of dullness and the stench of death inside.

Through shortly the movements of Kaeor would come to a halt due to a small amount of whimpering heard in the corner. Fourteen meters to their left would be the same boy but bruised and beaten that they had saw followed by the motley gang. He had been beaten to the point that movement without help was possible as he reached out towards them, his once lavish clothing sported ivory spots here and there as if to make it foul. It was obvious that the kid just wanted to return home to his parents and forget all of this. He continued to cry for help towards both the shinobi as Kaeor only looked with wide eyes. Someone needed to observe his condition, and fast.

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[avila]

As soon as he appeared by her side and said something, Avila jumped in surprise. How did he get there so fast, she questioned to herself. An answer came a second later: shunshin. Honestly, she actually expected him to just watch her go through the front doors and poke his head in once the screaming (her screaming) stopped. The second, more probable, scenario was him sneaking around to a different entrance and using her as a decoy. But he just strode right up to her and voiced aloud that he pretty much let her decide which doors to go through. Wow, that was actually really suspicious. What did he do or think of for the few seconds they were separated? Was he testing her? Studying her? The smile on his face was even more suspicious. Maybe he was scheming a plan to use her as fodder?

The girl studied him skeptically, as he took the lead once more. What did Ishi see in this guy? He couldn't even open the doors! But she heard the whispers and moans, and returned his glance with her own worried version. He made a few quick handseals and the doorhandle fell off. Well, the kunoichi would have to take back her previous insult. Apparently he could open a door. She watched the deformed piece of metal fall to the ground with a clunk.

Her head snapped back up when Kaeor kicked the door in. Avila's face expressed how horrified she was. Okay yes, they were going through the front doors but he doesn't need to tell the whole world they're coming in! 'Why thank you, Captain Obvious!' her mind roared. He didn't need to tell her to stay sharp, her panic attack at his earlier kick had her senses going on overdrive. The dim lighting only helped her silent panicking until her partner rectified the situation. The light switch was flicked on, illuminating every space and corner. The first thing she focused on was the source of the pained noises - that poor boy who was followed.

He was looking at the two of them with confusion, and it was obvious he was afraid. What really took her breath away was the regret emanating off of him. Like he had made a big mistake and there was no turning back, nor any hope of fixing it. There would be hope though, if there was some sort of medic nearby. Otherwise, his life would be forfeit. Avila was no healer, and when she looked to her partner, she didn't see any spark. He was probably just as helpless as she in this situation. The thought of running off to find someone had crossed her mind, but was quickly shot down. The only people she saw out there, near their vicinity, were the homeless, the beggars and the people who wouldn't give a damn.

The girl took a step towards the beaten victim, but froze all over when she figured out what was wrong. Where were the culprits? This warehouse was certainly not empty; there were multiple hiding places. Her eyes darted from left to right, trying to spot movement or a figure. Both ears were strained, listening for anything to give her a clue to their location. It was possible that they fled after the Chuunin's abrupt, not to mention loud, entrance. However, it was more probable that they were waiting to ambush. That boy in the corner was logically the bait.

Just standing here would kill him, but trying to help him would just serve to spring the trap. There were many ways this could go down. If they were expecting her to run towards him, would they come out all together? No, that wouldn't be a smart move. They'd just get in each other's way. If there were to be any groupings attacking at the same time it would just be the double bearing metal bars. That means there would be three to four ambush points. Argh! But that only worked if there were only four of them. What if they met up with seven more of their buddies in here?

She could yell across the room at the boy to give her information, even if he just nodded or shook his head. But that would put his life in danger and distract her from her surroundings. Avila also came up with the idea of putting together where all potential ambushes could come from, but gave up. There were too many, and she couldn't have a nice chat with her partner about how they were going to do this. If they were going to talk at all it would have to be in very low whispers - this place carried too much sound.

This girl was at a loss. She didn't know what to do! So she looked at her partner for an answer. He was a Chuunin, after all. She had to trust him with her life. "Should I act as our bait?" Avila whispered as softly as she could.

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

"Forget about him for now."

Those words would flow out from his tongue in a ice cold and emotionless matter. It was almost as if he had just completely disregarded the life of a human being that could be saved. But the boy seemed caught up in the fact that if he was left alone he would die and he surely didn't want to die alone on the floor. Tears rolled down the corner of his eyes like a stream. He was the epitome of innocence in such a fragile state. But his meager hands would reach upwards for a round ball that was just out of his reach. It was his safety toy when he felt all harm around the world encroaching upon him. And now the only thing that could bring him comfort was just out of his own reach.

Checkpoint !

The Chunnin merely placed his back against a nearby wall before looking up. There was undoubtedly a floor above them as quite a ruckus could be heard. They had now reached the checkpoint of their mission. The sobs of the boy nearly interrupted the sobs of the boy who was slowly dying in an utmost uncomfortable state.

"Do you still wish to go with me to the upper levels?" he questioned without directly looking at the kid. He truly hoped the boy would simply shut the hell up as he didn't even attempt to give him his safety toy or even place his shirt over the boy's frigid body.

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[avila]

The blood in Avila's veins froze. He wanted to leave that sobbing mess in the corner! Her conscious demanded her to argue the point, but her common sense made quite the rebuttal. If she managed to tell her partner to shut the fuck up and go help the kid, the only thing that would serve to do will be getting ambushed, weakened and by his side. Would they move him? No, they'd probably make his condition worse. Could either of them heal him? Well, this girl sure couldn't and, judging on Kaeor's words, he wouldn't be able to either. It would be pointless - just a distraction from their mission. She needed to focus on what she was actually here for.

The Chuunin made a difficult decision, and Avila had a newfound respect for him. He may lack in emotions, have a creepy countenance, but there was something more to him. He didn't tell her to leave the kid for dead. Kaeor only said to forget about him for now. He must have made these kind of decisions before. The pink girl was starting to realize why he was a Chuunin after all. That, and her wild theory of him being a secret criminal was suspended for now.

"There's no way I'd let you leave me behind... Kaeor," she replied, using his name as requested. Avila would have ignored such a request, however, her hostility towards him dropped completely. It was her way of admitting that a friendship could blossom, keyword being "could". If anything, she'll be treating him with much more respect than before at least.

Her eyes narrowed a fraction at him as she remembered the whole "ladies first" thing. Well, why not let him be the hero and poke his head up there first? She would prefer not being the damsel in distress today. "Oh, and this lady would prefer going in after the gentleman, if you don't mind."

[✗ Kaeor ✗]

Kaeor was completely overjoyed that his partner wasn't one of those shinobi that found themselves heart over head. In complete truth nothing was wrong with that concept and there were surely times that Kaeor would have done such by even his own measures (if there was anyone he had bonded too). But for now it was time for him to give all the information that he already knew to Avila, regarding the little boy. He would slightly kneel beside her as his tone became low and hushed replicating that of a surreptitious mood.

He had been beaten to the point that movement without help was possible as he reached out towards them, his once lavish clothing sported ivory spots here and there as if to make it foul.

"Look at those ivory spots closer." he noted to her as he pointed it out. Those very spots of white had bits of black scribbled all over them. They were indeed exploding tags that had been hastily attached to the boys clothing. The gang had planned to use his body as a human bomb. From what Kaeor can assume they merely wanted either of the two shinobi to get close in order to sacrifice the kid in order to eliminate one of them. The best bet the duo had was to confront these ruffians and beat them with enough time to hopefully spare the boy.

Kaeor's chakra would be split into half as his fingers danced and weaved amongst one another. He had created a Kage Bunshin that was the exact replication of himself. "Get to the nearest police station and inform them of the boy and his needs. They need to arrive here ASAP in order to treat him so I wouldn't walk if I was you."

A single nod of the head would relay the message that his fake twin understood before bolting from the building. With him gone there was only one thing left to do - stop the outlandish thugs from selling that illegal drug. It was undoubtedly poisoning the very community around them. With Avila in tow behind him hopefully, his feet would slowly move from step to step. The ascension of the shinobi was obviously slow due to his desire to take in a great deal around him. But upon the last step he would take a great look around himself to see at least six males staring at him idly.

"I take it that you guys are the ones selling that oh so wonderful drug?"

But none of the male thugs would answer. In fact the only indication they weren't statues was the fact that each clung unto a weapon readily assorted from steel bars to acute knives. It was almost as if each one was all too prepared for this assault.

"Methane Cobra!.... GO!

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On that single order from one of them the group of men ran forward to attack like wild dogs. He hoped that Alivia was formulating her own plan or had something strategic to add to what would be his initial counter to their advance. After consuming a string of hand seals his palms would collide with the floor below them sending vibrations through as the very floor shook. If she was smart she'd hold onto him momentarily to brace herself from falling and dizziness.


"Lets go ~"
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Doton: Rikujou Douyou no Jutsu (Earth: Ground Shaking Technique)
Rank: "D" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user slams their hands against the ground as the user creates a miniature like earthquake in order to try and unbalance the enemy or opponents all around for a more of a deadly like attack.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user's hands must stay upon the ground at all time. When the user is capable of reaching "A" Class the knowledge of placing their hands onto the very ground becomes obsolete, and the user is capable of performing the technique without having their hands along the ground.
Description: As the user slams their hands against the ground, the user is capable of creating a miniature like earthquake along the ground. The ground rumbles lightly as the very earth moves in all directions in a fifteen-meter radius. Every time the user gains ranking in difficulty class the distance of the technique increases by ten meters.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release, Must have knowledge of Doton Soushi no Jutsu (Rock Creation Technique) "D"

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[✗ Kaeor ✗]

And with that Kaeor guessed that maybe the lady wasn't ready for this. Though a youth as he, she hadn't seen the blood of battle. With every man rattled by the mini earthquake and the sound of combat pulsing in his veins, the Uchiha would extract a multiple tags firmly wrapped around several kunai. Each jagged blade would find themselves piled up among the center of the floor. At the same time the clone achieved his own mission as sirens were heard outside. It seemed the police of this rut had managed to find the urge to come arrest these ruffians as well as save the boy. Each gang member looked bewildered as Kaeor would outstretch a single arm that hovered over the chest of the femme behind him. He would take a step back pushing her against the very walls before doing a single seal that would detonate the kunai.

An explosion would occur as the center of the floor crumbled in taking the gang members with them. They would fall onto the first to be greeted by nothing but shinobi police, each and every one armed. Without a doubt they would surrender as they saw familiar faces. The very shinobi they had hired were on break and decided to go eat some subs instead of guarding them.

With a final look at the girl behind him he would speak indicating that they would meet sometime in the near future hopefully.

"Can't wait to do this again Avila."

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