Episode 1: 'In Need of Assistance'| Fuu the Oracle Arc said:[col]Narrowly, the masked vigilante had escaped from the clutches of a moving kill machine. He was uncertain of how Kuro and his fellows fared, but was not completely callous. The efforts of the Sennin were vital in their escape, it was a honorable thing to do for two potential strangers. While he still had his suspicions about the Toraono and their actions within the dojo, he would not allow this moment to go unforgotten. Now, free from the area, the ANBU would make a mad dash with the woman still slung over his back. Bringing his right hand up to his mask it would return to his more feline Kasha appearance. Unsure of her condition but knowing that it was not great and it would not sustain for much longer, he did the only thing he could think of, even though it might not have been the most secure. Placing his hand on the headset he would call out over the Hospital's frequency.
"I need any medical personnel available to head to the Obsidian Palace. Bring any equipment necessary for advanced surgery and life support. This is a rush job that needs immediate attention. Interrogation tactics failed and attention is needed."
Kasha would come crashing into the prison, kicking past most of the normal procedures and guards. Thankfully, he had done his diligence prior making this mask recognizable within the confines of the area. He would make another call, this time to the ANBU.
"Any ANBU present in the area of the Prison, please report for a debriefing."
Both calls were worded very misleadingly. This was not out of fear of outsiders or eavesdroppers, this was simply two fears Kasha held; 1. he had still not vetted the entirity of the post Mikaboshi corps and did not want this call to be one that landed his possession in the wrong hands and 2. it was clear Fuu had not made many friends and he could not account for anyone that might have a score to settle with her, as anyone that might recognize her would be immediately assumed a high threat. She kept her distance in the Cabal situation but it was clear she had interactions with others who knew of her or her prior allegiance. For him, she was a prized possession. For others, she was either a tool, a traitor or a reminder of an incursion. There was also the fact that his investigations as Kasha would have landed him some not great fame from those corrupt within the village, his appearance alone could turn a situation sour depending on the respondent.
This was not the best game to play, but it was his own play. The prison felt the safest as he had already begun his process of bringing in trusted faces and building upon the new classes. He also believe taking Fuu to the hospital might have been guessed by Number 6 and would have only put more innocent in danger. Within the prison, there were few to no innocent. If hell was on his heels, then this would be the safest spot to allow it to be unleashed. Kicking open a guard's booth he would place the female on the ground and begin to gather items as he barked at the seated guard.
"Relay a message to all guards; direct medical personnel that arrive to the prison to this location. Direct all ANBU who arrive to this position. Have guards shift to the front of the prison."
Before the confused guard could question the authority, Kasha would snap back.
"If you need me to disturb the Sennin on site, Tenken, please feel free. Now go."
Tenken recent exploits were small but growing. He was not near the level of free Mikaboshi could draw but his past experience so far had not done anything to make him seem like the most friendly. The guard would comply and begin to carry out the requests. Kasha would tear the cover off the seat in the guard booth and place it under the head of Fuu giver her some comfort on the cold floor.
Now the waiting would begin.
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Ninpocho Chronicles
Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.
Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.
Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.
The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.
This is Ninpocho Chronicles.
Current Ninpocho Chronicles Time:
Doctor, Doctor [Requesting Medic, ANBU & Fuu]
- Thread starter Raizo
- Start date
Fuu
The Oracle
She was charred beyond recognition but somehow still alive. She hung limply over Zombie... no Roku... no Kasha's shoulder. She was lighter than most would expect, something that Rokju would be grateful for considering the distance he traveled in haste to bring her to likely the second most dangerous place in the village. The Obsidian Palace hosted the worst Sunagakure had to offer, those who were deemed so dangerous or hard to ultimately kill that they were left here to never see the light of day. The prison itself seemed to have its own ecosystem where only the strongest and the worst survived among the inmates. Chakra usage was limited here because of a presence that has always been here or at least in human history always has. The Obsidian is the oldest structure in Sunagakure and by extension Wind Country, its construction predated that of man. Deep in the bowels of this terrible place, the final haven of the wicked, is a beast or rather an Ancient that would not go extinct. Corrupt from committing the one great taboo, his ravenous hunger is like an aura that tugged and pulled in waves taking and consuming from all those present a quantity of chakra that seemed a mere trickle but over the course of minutes and hours that slow drain would leave one exhausted and listless. Yet still, Kasha was right -- this was safer than the Omni Prime.
She would not arouse, she was on the cusp of death. She would be placed on the floor but she would know no different. He would hear the sounds of something crisp or crunchy ring out, like a bag of crumpled potato chips as she was laid flat on the floor. Bits of flesh came off like used charcoal and littered the floor. Most of it was inert, her clothes or her hair destroyed in Six's fiery blast but some of it was her. Her chest still rose and lowered, a slight wheeze with each breath. It was the only sign that she was alive, a woman who should not be alive and should be dead. It might have been a kindness to let her pass at this point but perhaps the vigilante was getting soft or perhaps he saw her as a tool important enough to justify the hell that would be surviving this or maybe he was simply cruel. It was unlikely the later as he wedged a seat under her head that lifted and lowered uselessly, leaving more ash and dust in its wake.
What is Wrong with Fuu:
- Multiple Blunt Force Trauma over most of her body.
- Signs of trauma around her neck, as if she might have been choked. A hematoma has formed however it has not blocked her airway.
- Third-degree burns over 85% of her body.
- She is dying
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Using Mystical Hand Mastered on Fuu.|[legend="[[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qMBans8jyM][b][u]Senju Kazuki[/u][/b][/url]]"]
Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
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"There is no need to disturb Tenken." a voice would reach their ears, at least for those alive enough, commanding them to not disturb the Sennin of the ANBU Branch. This was no disembodied voice and it did not sound entirely normal. Whoever had spoke to them, had done so through a mask. And it was clear this individual was not standing with them, his voice, however, had reached them nonetheless. Kazuki had seen the entire commotion from a corner, partially hidden due to his shadowy control. He was still not with them, but his presence would be swiftly known to everyone in the room. Some more than others. The Overlord's body radiated a perpetual chilling aura, and so, everyone in the room would feel a sudden drop in temperature. Of course, there were people out there that were outright immune to such effects, and there were others that, given enough time, would render themselves immune to it as well. But the temperature decrease was not the only effect his vicinity created. He was also followed by the howl of the wind and, appropriately, any shadows in the area would become livelier as if welcoming a long lost master. The White Wolf was a Deep Court Ancient, albeit partially, and as such he had access to powers normal humans could only dream off.
"Do as he says." the Silvery Haired Man would order the guard. He had, by now, reached them the room. Wearing his red and black ANBU mask, Reaper's entire body was covered in a black robe, hiding the rest of his attire, which consisted of a plain Suna's shinobi garb. His traditional choice of clothing was reserved for other matters. After entering the room, the Sennin would notice Kasha and a badly injured female, that he immediately recognized. "Fuu? What has happened to you?" he wondered as he stood silent for a brief moment, gazing the Ashen Haired Woman. "What has happened?" he would calmly question the Demon of the ANBU as he approached the fallen Oracle. He was certainly no medic, but Kazuki possessed some rudimentary knowledge about the healing arts and, although help should be on the way, it was certain for how long could the Cabal member survive without aid. His black gloved hands would become covered in green, medical chakra after kneeling beside Fuu. He would attempt to provide some basic healing, perhaps enough to scare away death long enough for proper aid to arrive.
"Do as he says." the Silvery Haired Man would order the guard. He had, by now, reached them the room. Wearing his red and black ANBU mask, Reaper's entire body was covered in a black robe, hiding the rest of his attire, which consisted of a plain Suna's shinobi garb. His traditional choice of clothing was reserved for other matters. After entering the room, the Sennin would notice Kasha and a badly injured female, that he immediately recognized. "Fuu? What has happened to you?" he wondered as he stood silent for a brief moment, gazing the Ashen Haired Woman. "What has happened?" he would calmly question the Demon of the ANBU as he approached the fallen Oracle. He was certainly no medic, but Kazuki possessed some rudimentary knowledge about the healing arts and, although help should be on the way, it was certain for how long could the Cabal member survive without aid. His black gloved hands would become covered in green, medical chakra after kneeling beside Fuu. He would attempt to provide some basic healing, perhaps enough to scare away death long enough for proper aid to arrive.
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Using Mystical Hand Mastered on Fuu.|[legend="[[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qMBans8jyM][b][u]Senju Kazuki[/u][/b][/url]]"]
Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
Birth/Real Name: Kanemoto Akujin
Adopted Name: Byakko Kyūji
Alias: Mikisugi Kyūji
Physical Age: 24
Height: 5 feet 10 inches tall
Weight: ????
Gender: Male
Day of Birth: October 5th
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Village: Sunagakure, Formerly Iwagakure
Alignment: ????
Rank: Jounin/Medic
Religion: Agnostic
Languages: English(Site Generalized Language), Runic Terran(Suna Language)
Skin tone: Well he was white but now he is darker like all of Kuro's clan apparently. He is not black, but has a tan I would say.
Eyes: Golden(They glow yellow in some situations) and they are feline-like eyes
Glasses: Not anymore, corrected visions through taking the Byakko Oath
Hair: Long, straight and white. I suppose if you would like a reference image look at Inuyasha.
Hands and feet: He has normal feet, but his hands are cat-like claws.
Markings/Tattoos: Silver-white markings formed around his left hand and forearm; also Byakko Tenshi seal is on his back.
Other features: Neko-ears
Relationship: Betrothed to the Head of the Byakko Clan
Looks Like: Avenger from Fate Grand Order
After a long shift at the Hospital, he was finally finished for a few hours where he could go back home to his family and relax before starting his next medical shift at the Hospital. It was always the same routine every single day: he would wake up, go to the Hospital, come home, go back to the hospital and then sleep before starting it all over again. Sadly, it was the life of a medical shinobi and especially one in this dear village who was running low on medics. But, beggars could not be choosers and the man enjoyed his job more than ever before since coming to the Hidden Sand partially because he felt unappreciated in his old home but also because he had family and reason to live finally after watching his friends, his first love and his parents all die between his fingertips. The man was certainly a changed one and he was going to do great things in this village, if he could prove it to everyone.
However, it seemed today was going to be a proving day to the village even more than usually as he heard over his headset which also radiated throughout the Hospital that a medic was needed. The location this time however was the Obsidian Palace, the jail and one of the areas of the village that he had never ventured to before. One thing was for certain, he was going to be in for a load of fun today. As he listened diligently to the call over his headset, he began to gather the supplies that would probably be needed for the location and slipped on his medic robes over his traditional attire placing his hat into a scroll while covering everything else. He also made sure to properly equip himself with his shinobi tools and place his summoning scrolls either on his side or on his back dependent upon which ones he had sitting in his office. After getting the properly equipment in case of a fight but to also operate, he dashed out of the Hospital towards the Obsidian Palace.
Upon arrival, the guards that had seemingly been told to head towards the entrance directed him to the location he was suppose to go with one of them leading him to the exact location that he had to go. As they were walking, he was absorbing the scenery and creepiness of this place as a shiver ran up his spine as they continued going. In some instances, he believed that he could hear screaming radiating around him but there was no prisoners in sight. It seemed like an eerie and dark place to have to work, but that was an ANBU for you: they choose the profession and they got to deal with all of this. Fortunately for Kyuji, he had been taught some of the ANBU Arts from his dear demonic cousin, Miroku Akkuma, which could come in hand if someone or something would attack him or the people he was headed towards. The man of Byakko didn't know what it was, but he had a strange feeling that he was being watched by someone or something and that he was going to be attacked at any moment while being in this prison. Was it nerves? Possibly. Was he crazy? Definitely not the sanest person in the village, far from it.
After what felt like an eternity following the guard, he was directed to the location and thanked the guard. As he walked into the guard booth, he noticed the two masked figures and the severely scorched and struggling woman struggling to live on the ground with her head evaluated with a seat. He also noticed the one masked figure was using the Mystical Hand technique on the woman which he appreciated that an ANBU was willing to help her while they were waiting on him. But, he needed to know what was going on with the woman and what happened to her before he could properly help her. So, as he was sitting down on the opposite side of the ANBU, he would look up at the other masked figure that he assumed was an ANBU and phonated the following in a serious tone: "What exactly happened to her? Her body is practically burned and it appears that she was choked by someone or something. And are you alright as well? If you are injured, let me treat you after I handle her. Also, Byakko Kyuji is my name...head of the Medical Council."
He then looked over the woman in more detail noticing that she was still breathing and her airway was not blocked so handling the trauma at the neck was not the initial issue. The burns that appeared to be of the third degree were not an immediate concern either as she could recover from them without any medical attention as well. There had to be something else that was more severe and the blunt force trauma displayed all over her body that he could see was his main concern. Although she externally looked well, there was always the concern that she was harmed internally. To be more safe than sorry, he inscribed a medical seal on her that would at the very least help to keep her alive as they worked on her. He also summoned his medical assistant, that had become like his nurse in recent times due to the lack of medical support in the Hospital, which was administrating an anesthetic to the woman to ease her pain and to numb her in a worse case scenario. Lastly, Kyuji had begun an medical evaluation over the body using a restoration jutsu that would hopefully begin to heal the burns, any internal injuries, and try to aid on the trauma to the body and neck. This was definitely going to be one of his hardest medical patients in recent weeks, but the ANBU had paged the doctor doctor and he was going to give them the news that their patient was going to be a-okay.
[OCC:
Kyuji used Medical Ward Mastered Used
Kyuji used Medical Assistant Mastered Used
Assistant Used Anesthetic Infusion Mastered
Kyuji used System Restoration Mastered]
Episode 2: 'Devil in the Details'| Fuu the Oracle Arc said:[col]His gaze would be down on Fuu as he waited for a response.
"Fuu..."
It would not take long for guests to arrive as a now increasingly familiar sound voice would echo through the room before the other ANBU Sennin would manifest. Kazuki would lean over and begin to attending to Fuu with some medical technique. Kasha, however, did not have any baseline knowledge. All he had were fist meant for pummeling and their target was laying on the floor before him. Granted, she had taken considerably more additional damage following his altercation with her. Looking down at her body, it was clear she was not getting any better even with the beginning of some form of triage from Kazuki.
Before he could respond to the question of what happened, a medic appeared on the scene and quickly began to assess Fuu's condition and start applying even more medical techniques to aid in the healing of the wrecked Oracle. It was oddly the first time he had seen a med-nin in full action, using jutsu, as most of his interactions with that branch were either waking up in a hospital bed or receiving very basic sewing work, he had a habit in his younger years of getting into some scraps. The medic would introduce themselves and mention they were part of the 'Medical Council', he would need to get more familiar with that branch and its workings.
"She was in a large altercation where she was rendered unconscious, but before medical personnel could arrive to treat her on the scene she was accosted by another party using fire and explosives. She has been through an ordeal."
He had no intentions of laying everything out right now but his attention would turn to Kazuki. He was unsure if his fellow Sennin was aware that 'Kasha' was his regular ANBU identity or that this moniker was the one that had been doing some rather vigilante-esque work since the Cabal incursion.
"Sennin, can I have a word with you in private. Kyuji, thank you for you responding as quickly. At this time I cannot get into too much details, but this individual is important and any and all efforts are needed to keep her alive. We will be right back. If there is anything you need to assist your work, do not hesitate to ask."
Especially since he was not entirely sure how her Resurrection following death would be; would she be a mindless puppet or still retain her identity? After thanking the head medic, Kasha would exit the station and await for Kazuki to join him away from the med-nin, partially allow him to do his work without disruption and partially to hold a private conversation. If Kazuki obliged to the request, Kasha would begin with;
"What name do you prefer to go by, new Sennin to the branch?"
He would await a response before continuing. There was a carefully worded response forming in his head but he was curious what questions, if any, the Sennin would ask him directly. There was no need to start simply spilling information without provocation.
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OC: Not much for me to do, just continuing to die.
IC:
Fuu
The Oracle
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There was a biting chill in the air, it was like a bitter gale that heralded the Sennin's arrival. What he would see on arrival was the famous or rather infamous vigilante Kasha and a badly injured woman that resembled a charcoal brick. Kazuki, or rather the Occult Sennin would be the first to answer the summons. The Occult Sennin would have seen the Oracle in dire straits before, it was a revelation for him that she was compelled to learn even at the cost of her irrelevant life and she almost suffered such a fate when they came upon the den of a Carnasaur retrieving the remains of The Shield. Still, she was only damaged to a point where her body refused to go on then, this time she was beaten long past the point of submission. Her breaths were shallow, guppy breaths caused her chest to raise and lower just barely. As Kazuki laid his healing hands on her, he could feel her warm crisp flesh crunch under his fingertips. The verdant glow of his hands would steadily imbue her with his healing energies but it would not be enough to revive her yet it would stave the cold hand of death long enough for a medic to arrive.
Before ninety seconds had passed, if the Senju was continuing to try to heal her still or not, a Medic would burst onto the scene. Akujin would not see blood, she was bleeding out internally although that was one of many concerns for the former Cabal member. Akujin's attempts to stabilize the burnt remnants of a person seemed for naught, she was not getting any better. There was no malevolent effect causing her body to remain in this deplorable state -- she was dying clear and simple. In an act of benevolence if she could still feel pain, he numbed her body although the effects of this anesthetic would be fleeting. Akujin would have to actually heal her if he wanted her to regain consciousness but of course it would be prudent to have hesitation -- despite a medics' mantra of nonmaleficence if he recognized her face or what was left of it he would recognize her as none other than an a member allied with the Cabal and by association was responsible for the deaths of thousands in Sunagakure. Who would blame the young Toraono ally for holding a grudge against one of the several people responsible for sullying his in-laws good name.
<B>Important Notes:
IC:
Fuu
The Oracle
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There was a biting chill in the air, it was like a bitter gale that heralded the Sennin's arrival. What he would see on arrival was the famous or rather infamous vigilante Kasha and a badly injured woman that resembled a charcoal brick. Kazuki, or rather the Occult Sennin would be the first to answer the summons. The Occult Sennin would have seen the Oracle in dire straits before, it was a revelation for him that she was compelled to learn even at the cost of her irrelevant life and she almost suffered such a fate when they came upon the den of a Carnasaur retrieving the remains of The Shield. Still, she was only damaged to a point where her body refused to go on then, this time she was beaten long past the point of submission. Her breaths were shallow, guppy breaths caused her chest to raise and lower just barely. As Kazuki laid his healing hands on her, he could feel her warm crisp flesh crunch under his fingertips. The verdant glow of his hands would steadily imbue her with his healing energies but it would not be enough to revive her yet it would stave the cold hand of death long enough for a medic to arrive.
Fuu would recover aprox. 5.7K HP from Kazuki if he recast the jutsu several times throughout a 10 second round, within 90 seconds he would be able to force Fuu back into consciousness.
Before ninety seconds had passed, if the Senju was continuing to try to heal her still or not, a Medic would burst onto the scene. Akujin would not see blood, she was bleeding out internally although that was one of many concerns for the former Cabal member. Akujin's attempts to stabilize the burnt remnants of a person seemed for naught, she was not getting any better. There was no malevolent effect causing her body to remain in this deplorable state -- she was dying clear and simple. In an act of benevolence if she could still feel pain, he numbed her body although the effects of this anesthetic would be fleeting. Akujin would have to actually heal her if he wanted her to regain consciousness but of course it would be prudent to have hesitation -- despite a medics' mantra of nonmaleficence if he recognized her face or what was left of it he would recognize her as none other than an a member allied with the Cabal and by association was responsible for the deaths of thousands in Sunagakure. Who would blame the young Toraono ally for holding a grudge against one of the several people responsible for sullying his in-laws good name.
A period of apnea, changed the rhythmic up and down motion of her chest.
Her heart stopped.
What flesh that was not too charred now started to turn cyan.
Her heart stopped.
What flesh that was not too charred now started to turn cyan.
<B>Important Notes:
- Parties that are KO'd only get back half of the HP they are healed for.
- Medical Ward has a very specific use; you would want to use that before someone gets KO'd because 7% max HP + 100 is only regained if someone hits her of you are using its basic action.
- Resuscitation is an excellent medical jutsu to use on a KO'd party because it brings someone to positive HP regardless of their present negative HP level, making it Ap for AP the highest potentially healing jutsu on the site considering the fact that Fuu is in the negative 40K HP range and heals are at half-capacity the heal would do in excess of 80k heal in a single shot to the woman.
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Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
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Kazuki had questioned the ANBU officer what had happened but it was only after the arrival of the Medical Ninja that that the truth was revealed. "She was in a large altercation where she was rendered unconscious, but before medical personnel could arrive to treat her on the scene she was accosted by another party using fire and explosives. She has been through an ordeal." Kasha explained. It was an insufficient answer, lacking many important details, like what kind of altercation she had been into. Why was the ANBU there? Was he the cause for the initial altercation? Why did the second party attack her and him? But if he had neglected to say all those things and more, it was because there sufficient reason. Mainly it was not for everyone's eyes. A suspicion that would become confirmed as Kasha spoke again. "Sennin, can I have a word with you in private. Kyuji, thank you for you responding as quickly. At this time I cannot get into too much details, but this individual is important and any and all efforts are needed to keep her alive. We will be right back. If there is anything you need to assist your work, do not hesitate to ask." The Overlord had been casting the basic Mystical Hand technique throughout the entire time until Kyuji took control.The Toraono clan member was a certified medical officer of Sunagakure, he certainly had much more knowledge and practice than the ANBU Sennin. Staying there or trying to help would certainly hurt more than benefit Fuu.
"I'll trust that you succeed in bringing her back." the White Wolf said to the Medical Ninja. With that, he get up and motion for Kasha to move. Once they were sufficiently away, the Demon of the ANBU would stop and turn around to face his Sennin. The Silvery Haired Man was not his Sennin, however, because Kasha was Roku, and as such, just as much Sennin material than Reaper. This, of course, was knowledge Kazuki did not have at the moment, and so he was unnaware he was talking with the very guy that had been entrusted to guide the ANBU branch with him. "What name do you prefer to go by, new Sennin to the branch?" the Demon of the ANBU would question him. "Codename is Reaper." the Overlord would answer him, giving him a moment to process all the possible meanings such codename could have. "Spill the beans. Part of that was your handiwork, correct?" he would request once enough time had passed by his standards.
|[legend="[[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qMBans8jyM][b][u]Senju Kazuki[/u][/b][/url]]"]"I'll trust that you succeed in bringing her back." the White Wolf said to the Medical Ninja. With that, he get up and motion for Kasha to move. Once they were sufficiently away, the Demon of the ANBU would stop and turn around to face his Sennin. The Silvery Haired Man was not his Sennin, however, because Kasha was Roku, and as such, just as much Sennin material than Reaper. This, of course, was knowledge Kazuki did not have at the moment, and so he was unnaware he was talking with the very guy that had been entrusted to guide the ANBU branch with him. "What name do you prefer to go by, new Sennin to the branch?" the Demon of the ANBU would question him. "Codename is Reaper." the Overlord would answer him, giving him a moment to process all the possible meanings such codename could have. "Spill the beans. Part of that was your handiwork, correct?" he would request once enough time had passed by his standards.
Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
Awaiting the responses from the masked figures, Kyuji continued to evaluate his patient and sadly it appeared he was losing her as he placed his hand to her wrist and her heart had stopped. There was no time to wait as it appeared she was going to be lost completely if he didn't quickly react with one of the most advanced medical jutsu that he had at his arsenal. He was saving it for a worst case scenario and now was the time. In actuality, he thought his procedure would have at least subsided most of her injuries and ease the burns, but apparently this was a new condition or he was just naive believing he knew exactly what he was doing. At this point, the two ANBUs would respond to him and he would get the information that he needed but it was vague; something was not adding up, but he couldn't worry about that since this woman whose identity he could not identified was still dying at his hands. It was time to act and quickly!
He would cancel his current techniques aside from his medical assistant which would stand there awaiting his command which would come soon enough. The assistant was actually acting like a second pair of eyes as it was keeping watch while the ANBU went off to do their own little thing. In other words, the assistant was being a lookout in case something came after him, which his gut just felt like it was going to. It could be an inmate or it could be the culprit of this destruction to this woman who was being treated currently. Yes, Kyuji was still kneeled beside the woman and his hands were both glowing a bright green aura as he placed them on the woman's body in the hopes that this strong technique, which often at times drained the medics in the Hospital and even Kyuji, would actually work since it sometimes could fail on the medics in the Hospital. Fortunately, he had faith in himself and the technique as he kept the jutsu going as he went from head to toe with his hands mouthing an inaudible prayer to Lord Byakko as he continued.
If anything or anyone were to strike him right now, he would not be able to fight back without breaking the jutsu as he was working diligently to restore this woman. There was clearly an important reasoning for him being called to the home of ANBU and not having a patient rushed to the Hospital. Maybe the ANBU were fearful of the Hospital, but he doubted that. There had to be a reasoning for him being summoned here; maybe they felt like it was safer for themselves. In either case, he was not prepared to strike back if he was attacked but if he was attacked at the very least his patient would be protected by a green barrier that would heal her and sustain some whips and chains before the assailant could get excited and kidnap her or worse, murder her.
[OOC: Using Resuscitate Mastered until patient is not on the brink of death or otherwise depending on situation.]
He would cancel his current techniques aside from his medical assistant which would stand there awaiting his command which would come soon enough. The assistant was actually acting like a second pair of eyes as it was keeping watch while the ANBU went off to do their own little thing. In other words, the assistant was being a lookout in case something came after him, which his gut just felt like it was going to. It could be an inmate or it could be the culprit of this destruction to this woman who was being treated currently. Yes, Kyuji was still kneeled beside the woman and his hands were both glowing a bright green aura as he placed them on the woman's body in the hopes that this strong technique, which often at times drained the medics in the Hospital and even Kyuji, would actually work since it sometimes could fail on the medics in the Hospital. Fortunately, he had faith in himself and the technique as he kept the jutsu going as he went from head to toe with his hands mouthing an inaudible prayer to Lord Byakko as he continued.
If anything or anyone were to strike him right now, he would not be able to fight back without breaking the jutsu as he was working diligently to restore this woman. There was clearly an important reasoning for him being called to the home of ANBU and not having a patient rushed to the Hospital. Maybe the ANBU were fearful of the Hospital, but he doubted that. There had to be a reasoning for him being summoned here; maybe they felt like it was safer for themselves. In either case, he was not prepared to strike back if he was attacked but if he was attacked at the very least his patient would be protected by a green barrier that would heal her and sustain some whips and chains before the assailant could get excited and kidnap her or worse, murder her.
[OOC: Using Resuscitate Mastered until patient is not on the brink of death or otherwise depending on situation.]
Episode 3: 'Hands that Break said:[col]The cat-like ANBU would glance around to ensure they were indeed alone.
"Reaper, three things and I will only say them once, so take care to listen carefully."
He was going to start with something that he did not make readily known for his own sake, but by this point Kazuki would figure it out before to long anyways.
"First, I am Roku and this is my ANBU persona I developed during the Cabal Insurgence. Anytime Sousuke spoke of my qualifications for being Sennin, this was the embodiment he was making reference of. For now, I am going to continue using this persona for my side projects."
Next up was some information on the scene.
"Second, yes, this was my handy work. I had been looking for information for an investigation when I happened upon Fuu's personal items. From her items I learned of her communication with the Daimyo. When I confronted her about it she attempt to attack me and flee. I would not have mind it all that much, but then she made her intentions on everything, this brewing war, clear to me and I no longer saw her in the same light. I reassessed her as valuable for information but largely a threat to our village so I was intent on subduing her. In the process, a member of the Sovereign, one of the high ranking 10 members appeared and attacked us. Sennin Kuro sacrificed himself, at least some of himselves... I guess, to allow our exit."
And lastly...
"Third, Fuu's conversation with me has me thinking about something, something that I did not think of during our fight. I was more obsessed on the information itself that I failure to piece it all together... so now I need her back alive in order to determine my suspicions."
With that he would wait momentarily for any follow up or comments from Reaper before he would raise his hand up, as if to pause the conversation.
"We can discuss further, I happened to remember a fun trick that I am going to use. It will either kill her or it won't, very interested to find out.... so one moment, please."
With that he would march back to the room, his right hand lowered to his side as his fist clenched tightly. From his body an aura of chakra would start to form, a side effect from opening a gate. The ANBU would open the door to the guard's booth and make his way up to the body, the one Kyuji was working diligently to save. While the medic was working, Kasha would slide into the Zaraki Style stance and would begin to line up his fist, as if aiming.
"Some silly woman a while back said that my hands could be used to destroy or save, it was my choice. I laughed at her... let's see if she was right."
Without anymore hesitation the fist would rocket downward and slam into the body of Fuu, connecting with her chest. The chakra saved up in his fist would seemingly disperse all over the body of Fuu in a very odd manner, at least for what should have happened from an attack that close with that much force. Kasha did not attempt to hold back in the slightest. The attack he used was very similar to an attack he had used several times against Fuu to put her in this shape, but this time it was being used for a different intended purpose.
"Head medic, if this worked you will still be needed to continue the process of saving this life. Ask for you, woman, it is time to open your eyes. You and I were in the middle of a conversation..."
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OOC: Actions in the tab, yo!
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Fuu
The Oracle
What happens when you die?
Most people try to turn it into a mystical or a spiritual experience to support their religious mythology of choice. People are hard-wired to survive. They are born resilient. There is more to survival than faith and optimism, she required external intervention. On the cold, hard floor of the Obsidian, burnt alive - it would be strange to say that this was still not likely the worst of fates to have fallen onto a resident. The burden was too much for her body to bear - the stress of her extensive and grievous injuries on her failing form were dire. She was human in every way - in the ways that they were fragile and in also the ways that they could ensure but she had met the point where human biology was not intended to suffer any longer. She had no hidden source of power, consumed Ancient or hidden secret that would spring her back to health. She would not be 'dead' in the conventional sense but she might as well be considering the fact that 'choice' would no longer be hers in whatever fully formed or decrepit image she would be brought back as.
Her heart started to quiver uselessly within what remained of her breast. The viscous sanguine, simmered to a sauce-like consistency cycled uselessly between the pairs of chambers. This cessation of pulse and breath came insidiously, there was no dramatic spastic final breath of conscious moment. Instead she simply seemed to shrink. Her chest depressed and her stomach concave, her limbs already flaccid and her mandible still slack. In death, it does not usually appear peaceful. The eyes do not often close, there is an expression of anguish, fear or pain plastered on those dying faces as their empty eyes stare blankly at the space before them.
Death, that is true death follows shortly after clinical death. It takes four to six minutes for the brain to die, once the brain is gone there is no coming back. The seal sparked with its own dire intent, while 'dead' she was still dying. It is always something hard for a lay observer to understand, how they looked alive without a pulse for a short time. That being because they were still dying but it was easier to call them "dead."
One might ask: Was there a tunnel with a light at the end?
No, not for her. Some believe that the serenity of an impending cessation of life some report with a 'near death' experience and light at the end of a tunnel many proclaim to see is caused by endorphins - a mercy of the body in those final moments. Fuu did not experience this calm, she had an impending sense of dread. Perhaps it was the seal or it was the fact that she knew her fate once she finally failed or perhaps everything people said about death was bullshit. She did not plan to die when she faced off with Kasha but she did plan to lose. She egged him on, knowing that he had become more aggressive these past several months. Knowing that he would put her down without thinking it through but she thought there was a chance that an ethic would stave the final blow and that she would be prevented from making her final trip to Sora. She did not know that she was supposed to be murdered on this final trip anyways and that her fate as it was now would have happened either way, be it on the floor of the Daimyo's office or on this dirty jailer's floor.
Akujin would not miss this, this change. While it would go unnoticed by most untrained men and women; this dying process, there was this intangible notion that many experienced medics had when it came to the dying. Some try to define it, the curve of the earlobe, the circumoral cyanosis and yet notice the fine and indistinct difference between being 'ill' or 'odd' and someone who is critical. He would note the lack of a pulse, perhaps verify it someplace else such as a palpated carotid or an auscultated heart or perchance he just knew. Without the rhythmic persistence of breath and the cease in that marching beat, she was clinically dead and soon biological and irreversible death would follow. With a series of handseals only a master medic would understand or be able to follow before he pressed his hand against her charred remains. A tangible and visible force could be seen that caused the Oracle's body to convulse. like a wave, with Akujin's hand being the epicenter of impact the charred flesh chipped away from her, revealing tanned flesh beneath. It broke and chipped away, crackling like a frozen lake in spring.
Her heart resumed its metronome-like pace.
Her breath returned with a wheezing gasp.
She was staring at the ceiling, an unknown face looking down at her. Befuddled, bemused and sore but at least not dead so who was she to complain. Badly bruised but no longer burnt, she tried to sit up and ask what had happened. She was not moving, not under her own power at least yet. She felt more like a spectator disassociated with her actual body as she stared at the world above. It was hard to come back from the dead, her head shifted as a new shadow loomed over her. Her brow furrowed and she tried to say something but nothing would come out at first. It was barely a whisper what she said as he entered that stance she had seen once before and the gates were released. "Kasha?"
She could hear his voice or she thought she did, such a funny thing to hear in this sort of state. She blinked as an inconceivably fast attack shot past her vision and slammed into her sternum. Her ribs collapsed onto her lungs forcing what air she had to be expelled from her in a single violent cough. As the strike recoiled, so did her ribs and lungs at an incredible rate, what was fractured was repaired just like new if not better and the surrounding broken flesh rejuvenated. She let out a series of hacking coughs that rattled her body, she was in pain and a great deal of it but she was no longer dying. She did not yell nor did she cry and she quickly realized where she was brought or at least she had an inkling when she saw the second ANBU in her periphery as she tried to sit up with a groan. Her eyes scanned as they always did her surroundings and herself. She was unbound but bruised. She could smell burnt meat and a part of her felt sick, she knew that smell had to be her. The floor was covered in char and ash, most of it was her burnt flesh and clothes. "I assume that I am under arrest," she announced with a sigh as she finalized her assessment.
What Happened?
- Akujin cast the highest HP per AP heal possible on the site. Being that she was in the -40k region and now in the 10k region of health that did 50k healing for 3 AP.
- Roku did the highest consistently healing (on a secondary target) heal possible by using an unarmed A rank attack with his max buff +80% due to broken caps.
- Fuu is conscious
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Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
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Eventually the ANBU duo would stop and Kasha would glance around to check if they were alone. Apparently pleased with the lack of personnel, he would speak. "Reaper, three things and I will only say them once, so take care to listen carefully.". Kazuki stood there silently, waiting for whatever that was to come. "First, I am Roku and this is my ANBU persona I developed during the Cabal Insurgence. Anytime Sousuke spoke of my qualifications for being Sennin, this was the embodiment he was making reference of. For now, I am going to continue using this persona for my side projects.". Light was revealed as Kasha revealed himself as none other than Roku, the Overlord's Sennin counterpart. He had some comments to make, but since the Reckless male was adamant on saying his entire piece before allowing anyone else say his, he held his tongue. "Second, yes, this was my handy work. I had been looking for information for an investigation when I happened upon Fuu's personal items. From her items I learned of her communication with the Daimyo. When I confronted her about it she attempt to attack me and flee. I would not have mind it all that much, but then she made her intentions on everything, this brewing war, clear to me and I no longer saw her in the same light. I reassessed her as valuable for information but largely a threat to our village so I was intent on subduing her. In the process, a member of the Sovereign, one of the high ranking 10 members appeared and attacked us. Sennin Kuro sacrificed himself, at least some of himselves... I guess, to allow our exit." Those were interesting news, though some were already old. Reaper was well aware of Fuu's role. She was forced to convey any sizeable information back to the Wind Daimyo. She was also compelled to learn and record new things, at the expense of her own health if needed, as the Silvery Haired Man had seen before. But the fact that one of the members of the Sovereign group had entered Sand and had attacked them, coupled with Kuro's potential demise, that was new. And serious.
Again he stood silently, but this time he motioned for Roku to proceed. There was a third thing to be told. "Third, Fuu's conversation with me has me thinking about something, something that I did not think of during our fight. I was more obsessed on the information itself that I failure to piece it all together... so now I need her back alive in order to determine my suspicions.". The White Wolf would clear his throat as he ready himself to share his thoughts. "That was very clever and crafty of you and your elevation to Sennin was very well deserved." he would note, making a momentary pause. "I have met Fuu before, as you know already, I have been told somethings by her and also witnessed a few more, that were disturbing to say the least. But most of what you told me is already old news. Except for the Sovereign intrusion and subsequent attack. If they have already infiltrated us and dare to attack us on own turf, then we are neck deep. It is time to take the initiative and strike back." Kazuki would declare. It was time to plan and take those plans into the real world. They did not have the luxury of time any longer. "And what is that thing you are wondering about?" he would question his fellow Sennin.
"We can discuss further, I happened to remember a fun trick that I am going to use. It will either kill her or it won't, very interested to find out.... so one moment, please." Kasha stated as he started making his way toward were Fuu and the Medic were. "If it kills her, we might have a big problem on our hands. She has a seal that will resurrect her as a zombie under one the Sovereign members. At least that is what I suspect it will happen. The actual result is unknown and I would like it to remain as such for now." the Overlord shared. Perhaps he had been lied to, but he knew his seals. The seal she had was clearly pertaining to a Dark Sage's resurrecting ritual. But modifications could be done, adding effects he could not be aware of unless he could either study the seal, or see it happening. "Some silly woman a while back said that my hands could be used to destroy or save, it was my choice. I laughed at her... let's see if she was right." the ANBU would declared as he punched Fuu's chest with might. Whatever chakra he had stored in his fist, was transferred into the Oracle's body. The White Wolf made no attempts stop Roku's action because he thought he knew what he was aiming for.
"Head medic, if this worked you will still be needed to continue the process of saving this life. Ask for you, woman, it is time to open your eyes. You and I were in the middle of a conversation...".
Fuu eventually recovered consciousness. It was irrelevant if it was all due to Kyuji's diligent work and medical expertise, or it it was thanks to Kasha's chest punch. Or if it was a combination of the two. What mattered was that she was not dead yet. A status that could swiftly change again. "Kasha?" she had whispered right before being punched by the ANBU. "I assume that I am under arrest," she assessed after it while assuming a seated position. "That will be entirely dependent on the manner of your responses. But rest assured, you are not free to go as you please." Reaper answered her. He was not certain if she was going to recognize his voice, since it was slightly distorted because of his mask. He was not even certain if the near death experience would render her capable of feeling his chilling aura. But he certainly hoped she would reveal who he was to the medical ninja, in case she discovered who he was.
|[legend="[[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qMBans8jyM][b][u]Senju Kazuki[/u][/b][/url]]"]Again he stood silently, but this time he motioned for Roku to proceed. There was a third thing to be told. "Third, Fuu's conversation with me has me thinking about something, something that I did not think of during our fight. I was more obsessed on the information itself that I failure to piece it all together... so now I need her back alive in order to determine my suspicions.". The White Wolf would clear his throat as he ready himself to share his thoughts. "That was very clever and crafty of you and your elevation to Sennin was very well deserved." he would note, making a momentary pause. "I have met Fuu before, as you know already, I have been told somethings by her and also witnessed a few more, that were disturbing to say the least. But most of what you told me is already old news. Except for the Sovereign intrusion and subsequent attack. If they have already infiltrated us and dare to attack us on own turf, then we are neck deep. It is time to take the initiative and strike back." Kazuki would declare. It was time to plan and take those plans into the real world. They did not have the luxury of time any longer. "And what is that thing you are wondering about?" he would question his fellow Sennin.
"We can discuss further, I happened to remember a fun trick that I am going to use. It will either kill her or it won't, very interested to find out.... so one moment, please." Kasha stated as he started making his way toward were Fuu and the Medic were. "If it kills her, we might have a big problem on our hands. She has a seal that will resurrect her as a zombie under one the Sovereign members. At least that is what I suspect it will happen. The actual result is unknown and I would like it to remain as such for now." the Overlord shared. Perhaps he had been lied to, but he knew his seals. The seal she had was clearly pertaining to a Dark Sage's resurrecting ritual. But modifications could be done, adding effects he could not be aware of unless he could either study the seal, or see it happening. "Some silly woman a while back said that my hands could be used to destroy or save, it was my choice. I laughed at her... let's see if she was right." the ANBU would declared as he punched Fuu's chest with might. Whatever chakra he had stored in his fist, was transferred into the Oracle's body. The White Wolf made no attempts stop Roku's action because he thought he knew what he was aiming for.
"Head medic, if this worked you will still be needed to continue the process of saving this life. Ask for you, woman, it is time to open your eyes. You and I were in the middle of a conversation...".
Fuu eventually recovered consciousness. It was irrelevant if it was all due to Kyuji's diligent work and medical expertise, or it it was thanks to Kasha's chest punch. Or if it was a combination of the two. What mattered was that she was not dead yet. A status that could swiftly change again. "Kasha?" she had whispered right before being punched by the ANBU. "I assume that I am under arrest," she assessed after it while assuming a seated position. "That will be entirely dependent on the manner of your responses. But rest assured, you are not free to go as you please." Reaper answered her. He was not certain if she was going to recognize his voice, since it was slightly distorted because of his mask. He was not even certain if the near death experience would render her capable of feeling his chilling aura. But he certainly hoped she would reveal who he was to the medical ninja, in case she discovered who he was.
Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
It would appear that Kyuji was the only medic in this crazy, dark asylum that the ANBU loved to call their home for some odd reason. But, a person's life was a sacred thing and saving any lives was always a wonderful thing to do even if the person was a saint or a sinner and let's be honest everyone had a little sin in them. Luckily for the golden eyed medic, his current medical jutsu was working wonders on the charred and lifeless body presented to him to "operate" on. Her flesh that was burned had begun falling off revealing new skin that wasn't perfect, but was far better than the burnt kind covering her body and her breathing had slowly resumed. He was revealed to not that she was alive and that she was breathing and her heart was slowly starting to work again. Understandably, she was in a lot of pain which was evident by the scene when he first came to the booth as the medical jutsu were not perfect and the pain and achy feeling would continue for a little. She would just need to take it easy for the next few days, or weeks, or maybe months. Hell, she was already near jail cells so if she was a criminal, they could lock her up easily and put maybe a collar or chains on her to drain her of using her chakra or at least that is what the ANBU were known for according to accounts that he had heard before.
But he wouldn't have much time to relax as the first ANBU who had given him information on the incident had returned to the booth and his body was glowing in an aura of chakra close to that of Kyuji's as it seemed like he had opened up something inside of him that seemed to be an inner gate. It was intriguing to say the very least if this man was actually just like him and they both shared the blessing of the inner gates. However, he would not have much time to be mesmerized as he saw the man shift into a fighting stance. It would seem he was going to attack and the descendant of Byakko's eyes widened at the sight. If he was going to attack her right now, he was going to likely break her body even more and murder her and it seemed that was what he was going to do. He would line up his fist and, before the descendant could stop him, slammed his fist into the chest of the woman but the technique did not actually harm the woman but instead seemed to be making her even better. That technique if Kyuji had been paying attention closely was the Fist of Virtue which was one of the strongest taijutsu in his arsenal and apparently this ANBU's as well. He would hear the ANBU telling him he would be needed to continue the process of saving her life which he nodded as he evaluated the woman and held off on doing anything medically as her body was operating still and didn't seem like it would need immediate attention.
At this point, Kyuji would notice the other ANBU reappear into the booth and it seemed like everyone was back finally. This woman struggled to sit up but she managed and she asked if she was under arrest which the quieter ANBU responded by telling her it depended on her responses. So, it seemed for now like the Head of the Medical Council was going to not be useful as this seemed like it was going to turn into an interrogation. But, he would rise from his position beside the woman and move to the side to allow the ANBU to do their thing. He would however chime it to them in a serious tone before letting them do as they please: "My work for now seems to be over, but don't kill her or put her in critical condition again. She is practically defenseless right now with her bruises and she is not going to be a threat to either of you. Also, cat-like ANBU...nice technique. I didn't know that we had anyone else in the village that knew that technique and knew it could be used that way. Quite impressive."
But he wouldn't have much time to relax as the first ANBU who had given him information on the incident had returned to the booth and his body was glowing in an aura of chakra close to that of Kyuji's as it seemed like he had opened up something inside of him that seemed to be an inner gate. It was intriguing to say the very least if this man was actually just like him and they both shared the blessing of the inner gates. However, he would not have much time to be mesmerized as he saw the man shift into a fighting stance. It would seem he was going to attack and the descendant of Byakko's eyes widened at the sight. If he was going to attack her right now, he was going to likely break her body even more and murder her and it seemed that was what he was going to do. He would line up his fist and, before the descendant could stop him, slammed his fist into the chest of the woman but the technique did not actually harm the woman but instead seemed to be making her even better. That technique if Kyuji had been paying attention closely was the Fist of Virtue which was one of the strongest taijutsu in his arsenal and apparently this ANBU's as well. He would hear the ANBU telling him he would be needed to continue the process of saving her life which he nodded as he evaluated the woman and held off on doing anything medically as her body was operating still and didn't seem like it would need immediate attention.
At this point, Kyuji would notice the other ANBU reappear into the booth and it seemed like everyone was back finally. This woman struggled to sit up but she managed and she asked if she was under arrest which the quieter ANBU responded by telling her it depended on her responses. So, it seemed for now like the Head of the Medical Council was going to not be useful as this seemed like it was going to turn into an interrogation. But, he would rise from his position beside the woman and move to the side to allow the ANBU to do their thing. He would however chime it to them in a serious tone before letting them do as they please: "My work for now seems to be over, but don't kill her or put her in critical condition again. She is practically defenseless right now with her bruises and she is not going to be a threat to either of you. Also, cat-like ANBU...nice technique. I didn't know that we had anyone else in the village that knew that technique and knew it could be used that way. Quite impressive."
Episode 4: 'What Do You Want from Me'| Fuu the Oracle Arc said:[col]He was half surprised himself that the Oracle was once again breathing, a part of him believed he was about to punch a hole through her chest and send her out of the land of the living. But things seemed to work together, his fist was just as rockstar as ever.
"Good morning, Sunshine."
The words would be a playful sounds as one could make them in the current mood, setting and situation. His mask would shift slightly to show he was addressing Kyuji.
"No, Head Medic. It was all pure luck, someone like you would be better suited for a technique like that. I merely like to break things and dumbly followed a hunch. Partially believed I was about to kill her, so you are the hero here in my book."
Once more, his gaze would be solely upon Fuu.
"Couple of questions, hope you don't mind, although saving you sort of puts you in my life debt, right?"
One last moment of levity before business.
"When we were fighting I did really take notice, but upon reflecting it was almost painful watching you give out all the information you did. I have had less success motivating individuals in a different hallway in this building doing far worse, then what information you gave up. So my question is, why? My first thought was you were aiding me, giving me insight to win, but then I remembered; you want us both to perish. So why? Was informing me just enough to ensure I would have our side ready or did you..."
Once more his mask would turn to Kyuji and then Reaper, then once more to Kyuji.
"You potentially could overhear something that might put your life in danger. Feel free to pretend you are not listening and then do your best job to keep quiet once you leave here. I like your work and would hate to have to bring you back inside this location on unfriendlier terms."
Back to Fuu.
"...feel compelled to tell me?"
It was a valid question, she almost died giving him information when she could have fled. So the first question would be focused on the first rationale that popped into his head. During his conversation with her, she made it very clear that the Daimyo had some control on her to compel information out of her, but he never thought to ask if she had been compelled by that same figure to give out information. Now he wanted to know. The fact that she stuck around instead of fleeing could also have other implications, but those questions would follow.
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Fuu
The Oracle
"Good morning, Sunshine."</B><i></i>
She let out a rattling cough that shook her damaged form. Everything hurt, from her toes to her hair but she did not complain. She looked down at her singed and mostly destroyed clothes and wondered exactly what transpired between her loss of consciousness and her arrival here. The last thing she remembered was Roku... or rather 'Six' blast her with his fire cannon. She was certain that she was going to die. She looked down at her arms and in a moment of vanity she wondered how badly she would scar as she drew her legs to her chest and held them close with her arms. Was she under arrest? It was a rather pertinent question considering where she was, at least two masked men and a medic in a place that left her feeling particularly drained.
<B>"That will be entirely dependent on the manner of your responses. But rest assured, you are not free to go as you please."
She could feel the Sennin's chill and despite his distorted voice she knew exactly who he was but she did not share his name. She was a broker of information and would not needlessly share the identity of someone who might serve as an ally or resource. Still, she wished that he was not here because now she knew something else and it sense a chill down her back as she stared downward not looking at anything in particular. [color-green]"Good,"[/color] she echoed into her knees. She was supposed to return to Sora in a few hours to convey her final findings before the attack. The identity of one of the two new ANBU Sennins was now also locked away in the back of her mind. She closed her eyes tightly. She looked tired but the woman had just come back from the dead. Her hand reached behind her and she felt the seal on the base of her neck, it throbbed as did the one on her tongue and stomach.
"My work for now seems to be over, but don't kill her or put her in critical condition again. She is practically defenseless right now with her bruises and she is not going to be a threat to either of you. Also, cat-like ANBU...nice technique. I didn't know that we had anyone else in the village that knew that technique and knew it could be used that way. Quite impressive."
"No, Head Medic. It was all pure luck, someone like you would be better suited for a technique like that. I merely like to break things and dumbly followed a hunch. Partially believed I was about to kill her, so you are the hero here in my book."
That was not something that would put her mind at ease but half her mouth curled upward into a smirk. She had surmised that he was reckless but also exceedingly lucky and powerful but she had also watched over these past few months a downward spiral. He became less of a hero and more of a monster willing to fight other monsters. She saw him as an equal part hero and an equal part villain at this point in time and a part of her knew that eventually he would take things too far. Her only hope was that when that day happened it would be against someone she considered an enemy and not an ally.
"Couple of questions, hope you don't mind, although saving you sort of puts you in my life debt, right?"
"You have my consent, Kasha," she replied as she took slow, deep, somewhat painful breaths.
"When we were fighting I did really take notice, but upon reflecting it was almost painful watching you give out all the information you did. I have had less success motivating individuals in a different hallway in this building doing far worse, then what information you gave up. So my question is, why? My first thought was you were aiding me, giving me insight to win, but then I remembered; you want us both to perish. So why? Was informing me just enough to ensure I would have our side ready or did you..."
She took a breath and prepared to answer, this as good of a place as any.
"You potentially could overhear something that might put your life in danger. Feel free to pretend you are not listening and then do your best job to keep quiet once you leave here. I like your work and would hate to have to bring you back inside this location on unfriendlier terms."
It was an invitation for them to leave if they wanted to. An invitation that they should consider but she knew that neither would. The Senju had a lust for information and saw it as a source of power and currency. The Medic, she had failed to make a full assessment of him yet but idle curiosity would likely be enough to make him stay.
"...feel compelled to tell me?"
"No," she answered readily. It was not the answer he wanted or perhaps even expected, perhaps he felt that he had put together a puzzle so large that even Fuu could not see the finished product. He would not believe her but that did not matter. "There is no way for me to know who you are Kasha and our relationship is far from a product of luck, providence or even circumstance. I actively sought you out. But again, just like on the first day we met you do not ask the right questions." It was a statement she had said to him more than once and it was not because she could not lie or that she had to answer him, it was because it was hard for her to remember everything she knew. She had volumes of tomes, memorized in her mind. Thousands of passages in forgotten script. She knew no less than a hundred languages, some forgotten cryptic tongues that would never be heard again. It took time to sift through them all. "But this weighs heavily on my mind, so you can have this one for free."
She leaned forward and brushed her hair to the side, revealing the seal on her neck. She then let her smoky hair hall back to the nape of her neck before she stuck out her tongue and then finally she leaned back and lifted what remained of her shirt to expose her lower abdomen with a grimace. Each of these sites had a seal on them. "I have been sealed thrice," something that she had mentioned before to some of the parties present. "Seal of Compulsion, Seal of Truth and Seal of Resurrection," she listed the three. "I am compelled to learn. I cannot lie to the Diamyo. And if I die I will be brought back as a corpse without the autonomy I presently have." If she was a willing party in the Daimyo's plan, those seals would not be necessary. Still she traversed the desert, escaped through their gates at regular intervals to return to a man who essentially forced her to serve if they were to believe her assertations and it was likely they would question her motives still despite having all of the pieces. "There is no seal stopping me from running away, but ironically there is one that prevents me from taking my life..." She frowned "I have tried to run before. They find me every time -- Chakra Sense is an effective tracking tool. How do you think it is that I have kept such good track of all of the players in this game of chess?" The question of course was rhetorical. Some believed her to be omnipresent or omniscient but she was neither, rather a superior tracker who learned her targets patterns and used that to her advantage to know when important events were likely to transpire. "When I fled I believe they likely never lost track of me... they just did not need to retrieve me. They sent my son after me when it was time, he easily overpowered me and dragged me back to Sora. I was subsequently sealed and re-educated."
She folded her legs beneath her, she was capable of healing at a rather rapid rate even without external intervention now that she was not at the cusp of death. The throbbing discomfort now barely more than a dull ache but her flesh was still raw and pained when she moved. She explained a new word to them. "Re-education is Classical Conditioning & Aversion Therapy done over the course of several weeks or even months. It was not very effective in my case," she admitted but it was erroneous of her to believe that they were not aware of this fact. "Reconditioning has created the zealots that now occupy the highest ranks of the Soverign." This was an important point to make, not that they were 'victims' but that they had a cause that was ingrained into them, making them extremists that were potentially more terrible than the Cabal. The Cabal was disenchanted and angry but they could be reasoned with. The same might not be true for these people.
She groaned as she forced herself onto her feet, but she swayed as she did this. "The compulsion seal forces me to return because of promised repayment from Five, the man who sealed me. I receive scrolls of Otogakure's oldest techniques, many forbidden and forgotten. I will attempt to return to Sora tonight. Once there, again I will divulge everything that I know." She swallowed hard, "but I do not want to." Her eyes scanned the room, it was a habit. She felt that someone could be watching, that something was always watching but it was nothing but her paranoia coupled with the effects of the Obsidian. "I never wanted to," she admitted, her voice sounded ashamed. "So I found you, Kasha. A vigilante who would be the hero Sunagakure needed." She let out a self-depreciating laugh, "I knew you would never kill me from our first meeting when you failed to attack me after I identified myself as a member of the Cabal. My only risk when in your presence is your wrath, you have a problem managing your passions and for that reason you are a man of excess and extremes but when directed you are also a powerful weapon. So yes, I made you mad. Hungry for information and I lost a fight. There was a chance, albeit small that you would render the finishing blow but I knew that probability was on my side." Was she truly that desperate or did she have such faith in her numbers and her chances that she felt the odds were favorable enough they way they were? In reality, it was a bit of both things.
"The most important thing being the fact that I have no idea who you are, you have been my best chance to disseminate what I know without being forced to divulge who you are. But even now I am afraid I am learning more about you. I can surmise now that you are an ANBU and that this is your second mask." It was a dangerous truth, but a truth all the same. "So... this leaves me in a bit of a predicament. I am supposed to leave for a final time today, and I will try... and I will succeed." She bit her lower lip in thought, "and I do not know why." Not why she would try to return or why she would break out, she had explained those both thoroughly but why this would be her last trip. She had a hypothesis and that was why she had allowed herself to be stopped. She believed that they were coming but she did not know about the wedding or the invitation cast out to the entire world. She did not know that the Daimyo was not even in Sora, only Five. All she knew was where she was supposed to go.
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Before fully addressing Fuu, Kasha thanked the medical ninja's effort in reviving her. "When we were fighting I did really take notice, but upon reflecting it was almost painful watching you give out all the information you did. I have had less success motivating individuals in a different hallway in this building doing far worse, then what information you gave up. So my question is, why? My first thought was you were aiding me, giving me insight to win, but then I remembered; you want us both to perish. So why? Was informing me just enough to ensure I would have our side ready or did you... You potentially could overhear something that might put your life in danger. Feel free to pretend you are not listening and then do your best job to keep quiet once you leave here. I like your work and would hate to have to bring you back inside this location on unfriendlier terms....feel compelled to tell me?" Roku questioned the oracle. With a warning midway through. Considering what Kazuki already knew and who he was, such warning was clearly directed to Kyuji. One that he should really listen to.
Fuu started by explaining she had been sealed thrice. A piece of information that was old news to the Overlord. He had seen them before and heard that they were supposed to do. But the next part was new and enlightening. "The compulsion seal forces me to return because of promised repayment from Five, the man who sealed me. I receive scrolls of Otogakure's oldest techniques, many forbidden and forgotten. I will attempt to return to Sora tonight. Once there, again I will divulge everything that I know, but I do not want to. I never wanted to. So I found you, Kasha. A vigilante who would be the hero Sunagakure needed. I knew you would never kill me from our first meeting when you failed to attack me after I identified myself as a member of the Cabal. My only risk when in your presence is your wrath, you have a problem managing your passions and for that reason you are a man of excess and extremes but when directed you are also a powerful weapon. So yes, I made you mad. Hungry for information and I lost a fight. There was a chance, albeit small that you would render the finishing blow but I knew that probability was on my side. The most important thing being the fact that I have no idea who you are, you have been my best chance to disseminate what I know without being forced to divulge who you are. But even now I am afraid I am learning more about you. I can surmise now that you are an ANBU and that this is your second mask. So... this leaves me in a bit of a predicament. I am supposed to leave for a final time today, and I will try... and I will succeed and I do not know why." It was an explanation, one that he was certain would fall on Roku's good graces. "No, you will not." the White Wolf told her. "If you think, even for a second, that you will be able to walk out of this facilities, regardless of your preference, then your powers as Oracle have failed you. You are not going anywhere." the Silvery Haired Man declared. She was sorely mistaken if she could leave the prison just like that.
|[legend="[[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qMBans8jyM][b][u]Senju Kazuki[/u][/b][/url]]"]Fuu started by explaining she had been sealed thrice. A piece of information that was old news to the Overlord. He had seen them before and heard that they were supposed to do. But the next part was new and enlightening. "The compulsion seal forces me to return because of promised repayment from Five, the man who sealed me. I receive scrolls of Otogakure's oldest techniques, many forbidden and forgotten. I will attempt to return to Sora tonight. Once there, again I will divulge everything that I know, but I do not want to. I never wanted to. So I found you, Kasha. A vigilante who would be the hero Sunagakure needed. I knew you would never kill me from our first meeting when you failed to attack me after I identified myself as a member of the Cabal. My only risk when in your presence is your wrath, you have a problem managing your passions and for that reason you are a man of excess and extremes but when directed you are also a powerful weapon. So yes, I made you mad. Hungry for information and I lost a fight. There was a chance, albeit small that you would render the finishing blow but I knew that probability was on my side. The most important thing being the fact that I have no idea who you are, you have been my best chance to disseminate what I know without being forced to divulge who you are. But even now I am afraid I am learning more about you. I can surmise now that you are an ANBU and that this is your second mask. So... this leaves me in a bit of a predicament. I am supposed to leave for a final time today, and I will try... and I will succeed and I do not know why." It was an explanation, one that he was certain would fall on Roku's good graces. "No, you will not." the White Wolf told her. "If you think, even for a second, that you will be able to walk out of this facilities, regardless of your preference, then your powers as Oracle have failed you. You are not going anywhere." the Silvery Haired Man declared. She was sorely mistaken if she could leave the prison just like that.
Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
Episode 5: 'Pawn Stars'| Fuu the Oracle Arc said:[col]He listened to her give him a freebie, in her words, as it seemed he was not doing a good job asking the right questions. However, right and wrong were very subjective so he wasn't going to debate her on the merits of his questions especially while she was currently in the confines of the prison. It seemed, however, that is where she wanted to be, which made sense. It was also seemed like a cop out as she explained her three different seals.
"But you aren't compelled to go to the Daimyo, correct? So then maybe you are sealed more than thrice, if you know that you will leave and believe that you will succeed in doing such. Or have I misunderstood the conditions for your three previously mentioned seals?"
Fuu wasn't a cocky individual, so her words were rooted in what she believed to be true. This now led him to another set of question, in which he was trying to get out with his original, not right, question.
"So if you feel that you have to leave, yet as far as you know you have not been sealed to directly make you act in such a way, what would be this compulsion you are feeling? You've stated to me before the Daimyo has locked you up not once, but twice, correct? He also runs a little child camp where he creates these soldiers, which would probably mean there is a strict conditioning procedure, correct? So I guess when I asked earlier if you were compelled to tell me the information it was because of this; it is almost too convenient the information you've given me. The thing I have trouble discerning has nothing to do with you as a person, I actually have found you very useful, but it would be foolish to believe that the Daimyo would simply let a well of information run around free to say whatever it is she wants to do. I know for you, it is about your ultimately end goal, but for someone who has been very meticulous in their planning for our destruction, it almost seems silly that the Daimyo would let you run around freely without any sort of fail safe to keep you from playing both sides."
He would begin tapping the side of his mask as he attempted to continue to formulate the thought in his head.
"So maybe you don't know it, maybe you do, but would it be far-fetched to believe you are more of a pawn of this scheme for the Daimyo than you already believe yourself to be? I mean, it is a fact that you are reporting to him so you are clearly a pawn. Yet, what if part of their plan was to get you to spill your information, the information the sovereign and their plans to us? I believe you told me that you found me when you were unable to find the Kazekage and potentially one of the Sennin, and that this was the work of some other compulsion, but what if it was all part of the plan, the one for the Daimyo, that you give us this information... but then why give us the information."
Well that was a bothersome little nugget that had been festering in his mind. In his first interact with Kazuki, he made it clear that Fuu had given him similar information. Why was she doing that? Was it simply to reach her goal of mutual destruction? For a man that seemed to be prepping for this battle for a rather long time, even to the point sending a test group to see how the village would fair, his inability to keep a leash on Fuu would be the biggest oversight ever. So now the question of Fuu, for probably the first time since he met her, credibility was once more in question. What was more troublesome is the fact that she could be acting this way and believe it to be her own freewill deciding it, or maybe she knew more and he just had yet to ask the right questions again.
"Also; first, just two masks? Seems a bit low, I'll be whoever I need to be to finish this all. A single fake name won't help anyone, and knowing a potential occupation, what good does that do for a village you are going to exterminate? I could be the village's best cobbler that joy rides in a mask at night, what would that change? Second, I will gladly take my fists to you in an effort to keep you from succeeding in fleeing. Third, I forgot to ask this as you were taking shots at my downstairs and trying to poison me, but when I found your jacket there were three pieces of paper. 2 had message, and it was clear their intentions. One, however, was blank. Was it really blank?"
She didn't seem the type to just carelessly leave something blank, and yet this was another one of those moments that bugged him. This all seemed almost too easy at times. He was so happy to get the information and pursue the leads that he never thought to ask why it was coming, and while yes it could just simply be Fuu wanting to guarantee their mutual destruction, he could not simply dismiss his concerns.
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"If you think, even for a second, that you will be able to walk out of this facilities, regardless of your preference, then your powers as Oracle have failed you. You are not going anywhere."<i></i>
"Then answer me this, Sennin," Fuu looked up at the masked man "what makes you think you won't escort me out?" It seemed like a ludicrous thing to say, but she knew what kind of man the Senju was even if he had failed to realize. "And I only say that now because he,"</B><i></i> she was referring to Kasha "will stop you." She assumed that Kazuki's next question would be 'how would she come to that conclusion' or 'why would she think that' or perhaps a simple statement that she was 'wrong.' She would reply regardless of his response, telling him simply "you want to know everything. You would want to know where I was going and you would not leave my side,"<i></i> she would explain simply as if she was trying to explain to a child how something utterly complex worked. <B>"How you would ensure I would not depart, I have only hypothesis'... Be it restrained, led on with your scroll, or something more imaginative, your method truly irrelevant. Regardless of your methods or paranoia you would make assurances and these things would come to pass." She stopped there and continued to assess the situation, she needed to make an addendum. "You both would. Such hubris is a dangerous thing. Neither of you would survive the encounter," she warned. Was she suggesting that it was a trap that she was preventing them from springing, no. Not at all, she did not know of any traps but she knew that their forces would be overwhelming for either of them or even the pair with their powers combined. It seemed as if her comprehension of her own plans was ahead of her actual plots. She lowered her head down as she realized this. That was why the seal failed to go off, she did not believe that she was going to be late for the exchange. Not nearly as clever as she hoped to be.
"But you aren't compelled to go to the Daimyo, correct? So then maybe you are sealed more than thrice, if you know that you will leave and believe that you will succeed in doing such. Or have I misunderstood the conditions for your three previously mentioned seals?"
"You understand perfectly," she echoed. "Three seals... that is all I have," she repeated. All she wore was a burnt pair of shorts and a badly damaged tank top, her simple statement of defense seemed sensible. "But feel free to check," she added matter of factually. It was not a romantic invitation but a statement of trust and affirmation, she could prove her statement and was willing to evidence her affidavit. Tongue, base of neck and abdomen. That would be all that would be found if he took her up on her offer. There were a great many things one could find shame in, showing off a seal or proving the lack of one in a room of near strangers did not even make the list in her books.
"So if you feel that you have to leave, yet as far as you know you have not been sealed to directly make you act in such a way, what would be this compulsion you are feeling? You've stated to me before the Daimyo has locked you up not once, but twice, correct? He also runs a little child camp where he creates these soldiers, which would probably mean there is a strict conditioning procedure, correct? So I guess when I asked earlier if you were compelled to tell me the information it was because of this; it is almost too convenient the information you've given me. The thing I have trouble discerning has nothing to do with you as a person, I actually have found you very useful, but it would be foolish to believe that the Daimyo would simply let a well of information run around free to say whatever it is she wants to do. I know for you, it is about your ultimately end goal, but for someone who has been very meticulous in their planning for our destruction, it almost seems silly that the Daimyo would let you run around freely without any sort of fail safe to keep you from playing both sides."
"I always come back," she admitted, her shoulders slumped. There was a sense of disgrace in this admission as she folded her hands in front of her, her thumbs slowly rotated around each other as if she was lost in thought. "They did condition me, or at least they tried but it did not work. At least that was what they said. That was why they sealed me and not the others," her eyes widened slightly after she said that as she pondered the terrible possibilities. Was she acting of her own accord? Did she really have a choice? She thought she did and she truly believed it. But now there was a lingering sense of doubt, it was alien to her and utterly terrifying. She shook her head, "no this is me." She declared out loud although she seemed to be trying to convince herself. She tried to think back at the choices she made. She chose him, didn't she? Nobody knew who he was before she came, in fact even she did not know about him until after she arrived. He was a nobody. Still, she was seeking a distinct list of things -- she was looking for a hero. Now she was left to wonder if that was that something she was programmed to do.
"So maybe you don't know it, maybe you do, but would it be far-fetched to believe you are more of a pawn of this scheme for the Daimyo than you already believe yourself to be? I mean, it is a fact that you are reporting to him so you are clearly a pawn. Yet, what if part of their plan was to get you to spill your information, the information the sovereign and their plans to us? I believe you told me that you found me when you were unable to find the Kazekage and potentially one of the Sennin, and that this was the work of some other compulsion, but what if it was all part of the plan, the one for the Daimyo, that you give us this information... but then why give us the information."
Oh no...
"...You are right," she muttered. "At least I think you are," she amended. She felt nauseated, she wanted to throw up but there was nothing in her gut to spill. "I-I... have been manipulating you from the beginning and that is exactly what they wanted me to do... and I did not realize it," she admitted. "I... I am sorry," she apologized to both of them. She was without direction and her confidence was frittered away. The conditioning never worked, it did not need to. She was playing right into their hands by wishing their end. In a way the conditioning worked but she never even realized it, she was conditioned to both fear and revile them and the seals were simply insurance in case she got herself killed or she was more successful than they needed her to be. They knew what she was doing and what she had done or could if they wanted, she could not lie. She wanted to curl up in a deep, dark little hole and hide away. She was tired of fighting, sick of being manipulated and jaded by how she had been bullied. That sentiment persisted, was it even her conviction? You should stop talking to me," she concluded.
"Also; first, just two masks? Seems a bit low, I'll be whoever I need to be to finish this all. A single fake name won't help anyone, and knowing a potential occupation, what good does that do for a village you are going to exterminate? I could be the village's best cobbler that joy rides in a mask at night, what would that change? Second, I will gladly take my fists to you in an effort to keep you from succeeding in fleeing. Third, I forgot to ask this as you were taking shots at my downstairs and trying to poison me, but when I found your jacket there were three pieces of paper. 2 had message, and it was clear their intentions. One, however, was blank. Was it really blank?"
She answered him in order. "First, stop telling me things. Every time you open your mouth I learn more about you." She snapped, her words salient as she glared at the mask. She knew his height. His weight. His scent. His relative fighting style being that of a brawler, now a swordsman, archer, illusionist or caster. She knew that he was in the bar, drumming up information when their chance meeting occurred. She knew he was an ANBU but that he had side jobs. She knew that he was a man who had rules but that over time the lines had become grey and dull. She was a little scared of him because of this in fact, there was a moment where she thought he might kill her in a rage. "I know you are full of wrath and I know that you are trying to atone for sins you could never reconcile and that you do things that only one mask is needed for so if two... or more that you likely hate yourself in ways I could only start to fathom. I know Kasha that you are still the person I was searching for regardless of the worms the Daimyo or Nao left in my head." She insisted. "Second: I can only hope. Kill me for all I care. Just make sure I stay dead. Third, burn it," she advised "...that scroll will not burn, it only needs to be tempered." It would sound insane perhaps, but what reason did she have to lie. The one thing she had yet to do was betray his trust, even if what she said was not popular. If he listened to her or if he thought what she had told him was ludicrous, it did not matter because she would tell him what she wrote anyways, "I told him: the war will not be won until there is no chains. " The statement would not have a great deal of meaning for either of the ANBU in the room or the medic, it went into the Daimyo's other proclivities. "In the coming war, you are at the theoretical advantage because you are unfettered. His resources and army are superior but they are locked away. To win he would have to let them out."
She would have to explain this further. One of them would ask and she would answer. "I am sure you are familiar with Ancients," she looked over at Kazuki when she said that. "Their power is derived from the natural world, but through greed and selfishness they started to take power from other living things. Souls are the consummate sum of the energy another being possesses and the change they might have on the world. Humans grow faster than Ancients in this way, they grow in cadence with the energies they siphon from the world around them. Humans live for a short time, so when they die their essence moves on. To what or where I cannot say, however an Ancient endures. Because of this, their power is overall greater than a human's, not because they are in and of themselves stronger or more deserving but because they existed for so long that they reached these heights. Ancients take short-cuts with humans, but what happens when a human takes a short-cut with an Ancient soul? He has hundreds locked away, all he needs to do is feed them to the right people and you would be destroyed."
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"Then answer me this, Sennin, what makes you think you won't escort me out? And I only say that now because he will stop you." Fuu answered him. Although he had posed no question. Kazuki smiled upon hearing this. Not that they could see it thanks to his mask. She was so wrong. He slightly cocked his head. "Oh, I am going to escort you out of the building now? Was I sealed with a Seal of Obedience now? Was I indoctrinated like you? I think not." the Overlord told her. There was zero chance he was going to allow her to leave. "You want to know everything. You would want to know where I was going and you would not leave my side. How you would ensure I would not depart, I have only hypothesis'... Be it restrained, led on with your scroll, or something more imaginative, your method truly irrelevant. Regardless of your methods or paranoia you would make assurances and these things would come to pass. You both would. Such hubris is a dangerous thing. Neither of you would survive the encounter," she told them. Reaper shook his head. "You are clearly confounding me for someone else. I feel no compulsion to learn like you do. I do not throw myself into harms way just like you do. And there is no chance you will leave this place with my help." the Sennin answered. He had one trump card that he was about to reveal. "Also, I have a sufficiently compelling reason to make you want to stay with us. I have captured a certain scroll from and individual you know, a guy named Senju Kazuki, and said scroll contains something, I bet, you would die for. A living carnasaur. Don't you want it?" Reaper questioned her. He was trying to imply he was not Kazuki and that he had taken the scroll from the Senju Overlord. But there was no way to tell if Fuu would buy it.
Roku and Fuu kept talking. Questions had been asked and answers given. But ultimately, this was not a conversation that the Silvery Haired Man had to intervene. And so he stood there, silently, carefully listening to their exchange of words. In the end, what the Oracle revealed in the end, ended up as the most intriguing. "I told him: the war will not be won until there is no chains. In the coming war, you are at the theoretical advantage because you are unfettered. His resources and army are superior but they are locked away. To win he would have to let them out. I am sure you are familiar with Ancients. Their power is derived from the natural world, but through greed and selfishness they started to take power from other living things. Souls are the consummate sum of the energy another being possesses and the change they might have on the world. Humans grow faster than Ancients in this way, they grow in cadence with the energies they siphon from the world around them. Humans live for a short time, so when they die their essence moves on. To what or where I cannot say, however an Ancient endures. Because of this, their power is overall greater than a human's, not because they are in and of themselves stronger or more deserving but because they existed for so long that they reached these heights. Ancients take short-cuts with humans, but what happens when a human takes a short-cut with an Ancient soul? He has hundreds locked away, all he needs to do is feed them to the right people and you would be destroyed." she eventually told them. Those were not exactly news. Fuu had stated so before to Kazuki and to Roku. Or at least she had implied so. And she was correct. His greatest trump card was one that he could fully utilize. He could not dare to set them lose because they would certainly crush him and his army, once freed from their shackles. It was something they had to take advantage off. "When were you commanded to tell us this?" the White Wolf simply questioned the Oracle. This was probably part of the Daimyo's grand scheme, just like most of what Fuu had done before, had been. Why would this be different?
|[legend="[[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qMBans8jyM][b][u]Senju Kazuki[/u][/b][/url]]"]Roku and Fuu kept talking. Questions had been asked and answers given. But ultimately, this was not a conversation that the Silvery Haired Man had to intervene. And so he stood there, silently, carefully listening to their exchange of words. In the end, what the Oracle revealed in the end, ended up as the most intriguing. "I told him: the war will not be won until there is no chains. In the coming war, you are at the theoretical advantage because you are unfettered. His resources and army are superior but they are locked away. To win he would have to let them out. I am sure you are familiar with Ancients. Their power is derived from the natural world, but through greed and selfishness they started to take power from other living things. Souls are the consummate sum of the energy another being possesses and the change they might have on the world. Humans grow faster than Ancients in this way, they grow in cadence with the energies they siphon from the world around them. Humans live for a short time, so when they die their essence moves on. To what or where I cannot say, however an Ancient endures. Because of this, their power is overall greater than a human's, not because they are in and of themselves stronger or more deserving but because they existed for so long that they reached these heights. Ancients take short-cuts with humans, but what happens when a human takes a short-cut with an Ancient soul? He has hundreds locked away, all he needs to do is feed them to the right people and you would be destroyed." she eventually told them. Those were not exactly news. Fuu had stated so before to Kazuki and to Roku. Or at least she had implied so. And she was correct. His greatest trump card was one that he could fully utilize. He could not dare to set them lose because they would certainly crush him and his army, once freed from their shackles. It was something they had to take advantage off. "When were you commanded to tell us this?" the White Wolf simply questioned the Oracle. This was probably part of the Daimyo's grand scheme, just like most of what Fuu had done before, had been. Why would this be different?
Senju Kazuki - Occult ANBU Sennin
Episode 6: 'Kasha Got Your Tongue'| Fuu the Oracle Arc said:[col]She confirmed his concern, the feeling that had been burrowing its way deep inside his mind until finally causing him to doubt all of the interactions with Fuu. With her now acknowledging it there would be no solace. In his mind she was either being truthful for her own sake which would not be good in the grand scheme of things or she was just simply telling them what she needed to tell them, which would still not be good in the grand scheme of things. Fuu's well of knowledge seemed to have been poisoned. Yet, the eternal optimist would believe it was the former, that her words were truthful even though it would seem that she was sent to tell someone this information. The fact that she found him, someone who could have been a mentally unstable freak in a mask could have meant a bunch of different things, but ultimately meant that she probably had freedom enough to pick who she wanted. So maybe it would not be worth being paranoid about his relationship with Fuu, maybe even as a tool of the Daimyo she was still free enough to plot both their ends, and if that was the case it meant she was using her own free will. But still... her words would need to be scrutinized just a bit harder from now on.
"Dear, little Fuu-Fuu, don't worry. I have a strong feeling you won't be seeing me ever again here soon anyways."
Ominous warning alert.
"Oh, aside from answering that other masked fellow's question, do you mind answering another of mine? Where can I find these chained up Ancients? Please be as specific as you can."
Maybe this was a better line of questioning.
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Fuu
The Oracle
She was confident in the words she told Kazuki sadly enough. She nodded an affirmation once again. "The fact is--" she stopped herself from saying what she was about to say. She did not trust herself anymore and she sealed her mouth closed. She let out a disgruntled sigh. She was for the first time in her life at a loss for what to do because she did not feel she could trust herself or her intentions. She could explain to him exactly why he would want her to leave, possibly with him in tow but what if that was the intent - what if it was a trap. She could lead them to the Daimyo, or so that is what her mind was telling her would entice him/them to let her leave. What if that was part of the plan? Nope, not a word.
Kazuki mentioned the Carnasaur scroll. "The cold heralds your presence, I already know you," Fuu replied cryptically enough knowing not that everyone less the Medic knew everyone else. She knew he had the scroll. She knew his chill, it was something that identified the man much like the lively shadows that danced about the room. It was a dangerous thing to admit but there was no sense in telling a lie.
"When were you commanded to tell us this?"
"I was never commanded," she claimed "...I do not think. -- remember. No. i was never commanded." She insisted, although was she trying to convince Kazuki or herself. Her hand made a fist, she felt frustrated by her inability to be certain. "All I was told to do was to compile information and then to travel to the Daimyo every four weeks. He would ask me questions and I would answer them fully and honestly. I would then be told to return to Sunagakure. On occasion I would be told something in addition to my prize but never anything important. More like cues that told me how far along the Daimyo's plans were. On my last visit I saw an invitation to the Otokage's wedding being celebrated in Soons meaning it is happening soon. I do not know what he is planning but I know that it will happen there." She took a breath, "so I sought Kazuki to reignite the Ranger Order that Inuzuka Amaratsu started but never completed because the position needed to be filled to contend with a forgotten threat. I sought Kasha to share what I knew of the Sovereign and hoped that the information would be disseminated in time... I also knew that I would be due to return soon so I picked a fight with Kasha, I knew he would not kill me..." She paused for a moment before she continued, "I have proven myself too great a resource." She concluded but her words were devoid of confidence because she was not certain still, she frowned.
"Dear, little Fuu-Fuu, don't worry. I have a strong feeling you won't be seeing me ever again here soon anyways."
Her face remained neutral. The gears in her head were turning. The phrase was off and her mental function was deficient at this moment making it harder for her to calculate. "That is unfortunate, besides your wrath I have enjoyed you. Be wary of ira," she warned. It would not help or change anything, she already gambled but at the time she threw a different set of dice. She did not even trust herself in warning them of what she thought the Daimyo had planned with the introduction of this new information.
But one thing worked out in her favor perhaps -- she started looking for a way out like she knew she would. That means she was no longer sure of her freedom.
"Oh, aside from answering that other masked fellow's question, do you mind answering another of mine? Where can I find these chained up Ancients? Please be as specific as you can."
She looked at him for a moment, that would be stretching him too thin. At least that was what her mind was warning her but she could not trust it. She really did not have much left to lose. "Sora, the Wind Country capital beneath the Palace of the Glorious Immortal, home of the Diamyo and his family." She grew pale as she continued, "Nao and the Daimyo are always there, in the spaces above." She felt numb as she said this, "I can sometimes hear them when I deliver my messages." She shook her head with whatever resolve she still had. "There was one an underground Ranger quarters beneath the home, it serves as the Academy. The Ancients are sealed inside weapons, some are left out to be hurt... It is guarded by a single Sovereign most of the time, the entrance is hidden in the wall of his office behind a bookshelf." Yes, how cliche. She did not have anything to write with, just the ash that was her desiccated and burned flesh now repaired but this would be what was chipped away. She had no scrolls on her person. She had no writing implements. "A pen?"
Assuming someone gave her a pen and something to write on, exactly what would not matter as she started to draw something.
It was the office and the door. It gave dimensions. It gave the relative location of the rooms adjacent. She would hand it over to Kasha, that likely answering his question although there was hesitation in the transmission. There was a bed feeling in the pit of her stomach, the sense one gets when they make a mistake but she wasnot entirely sure she could even trust her intuition any longer. "I have a bad feeling," she warned as she relinquished her grip.
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