He was late getting to it, but better late than never right?
It had been an extremely busy week for the scientist as he hovered over his most recent job. Laid out before him on the surgery table in a tent somewhere in the medical ruins was a strange humanoid like creature made out of mostly flesh. Bits of metal reinforced it here and there, but the most curious thing about them was how they were attacking the people trying to help restore the hospital.
Now as a volunteer for that project the scientist found himself miffed that anyone would want to destroy his work and decided not too long ago to start handling this creature with the utmost importance.
Inside the medical tent was two medical shinobi that had been loaned to him for this procedure. One would be there to wipe his forehead when needed and hand him tools, while the other was a high level grad student that had just made it into the field; he would be Tama’s second opinion. Though he doubt the budding medical expert could tell him any more than he already knew about chakra.
They were all dressed in scrubs with surgical protective gear over the thin clothing looking down at the odd creature before them.
“Scalpel” Tama said with an outstretched hand, ready to get this autopsy out of the way.
In about one hour of working into the flesh the three medical experts came across their first really strange problem, besides the odd bogus trap. The chakra coil that was keeping the creature moving and a live was completely artificial and not too far from Tama’s own design. The next odd thing was that the flesh was fresh, not decaying in the least, meaning that these things were being made from live people.
It was as he feared, someone had taken that model he had sold and turned it into something absolutely terrible. With a heavy sigh the scientist pounded his fist on the open chest cavity, causing a spring loaded set of senbon to fly out at the attacker. The poisoned needles simply phased right through the man as he activated his Seikon powers subconsciously, never missing a beat as he began to dig in a little further into the corpse; much to the terror of the normal medics in there.
Pushing his hands deep into the gore Tama felt around with his chakra for anything that was unusual. Closing his eyes he opened up the special part of his artificial coil and turned the chakra flow in reverse so that he could begin to absorb some of the chakra into his body and get a reading.
Instantly his bi-colored eyes shot opened as he felt the chakra he pulled inside of him being tugged in a certain direction, like a radio wave trying to catch on to a remote controlled toy. The creator of these abominations was using some kind of radio wave technique to signal the chakra placed inside of them in order to control the poor people he had managed to take over.
“Your both dismissed, he told the attendants before even asking for a second opinion. He knew things that they had no possible way of knowing. Without a seconds notice the two left to leave the genius to ponder what he had learned.
It was obvious that the “late” Tarou was not dead at all, or, at least not in the common sense. Somehow something with at least his chakra coil was still creating terrible contraptions out of living people and controlling them from a distance with that sickening chakra. Tama could still feel the magnetic call of the chakra he had absorbed and theorized that if he followed it, he would find the source of this entire problem, but he wasn’t about to walk into the lion’s den alone.
Walking over to the desk in the corner of the large tent Tama stripped off the bloody garments and began to make a report on everything he had learned, including what might be possibly the location of Tarou…
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It had been an extremely busy week for the scientist as he hovered over his most recent job. Laid out before him on the surgery table in a tent somewhere in the medical ruins was a strange humanoid like creature made out of mostly flesh. Bits of metal reinforced it here and there, but the most curious thing about them was how they were attacking the people trying to help restore the hospital.
Now as a volunteer for that project the scientist found himself miffed that anyone would want to destroy his work and decided not too long ago to start handling this creature with the utmost importance.
Inside the medical tent was two medical shinobi that had been loaned to him for this procedure. One would be there to wipe his forehead when needed and hand him tools, while the other was a high level grad student that had just made it into the field; he would be Tama’s second opinion. Though he doubt the budding medical expert could tell him any more than he already knew about chakra.
They were all dressed in scrubs with surgical protective gear over the thin clothing looking down at the odd creature before them.
“Scalpel” Tama said with an outstretched hand, ready to get this autopsy out of the way.
In about one hour of working into the flesh the three medical experts came across their first really strange problem, besides the odd bogus trap. The chakra coil that was keeping the creature moving and a live was completely artificial and not too far from Tama’s own design. The next odd thing was that the flesh was fresh, not decaying in the least, meaning that these things were being made from live people.
It was as he feared, someone had taken that model he had sold and turned it into something absolutely terrible. With a heavy sigh the scientist pounded his fist on the open chest cavity, causing a spring loaded set of senbon to fly out at the attacker. The poisoned needles simply phased right through the man as he activated his Seikon powers subconsciously, never missing a beat as he began to dig in a little further into the corpse; much to the terror of the normal medics in there.
Pushing his hands deep into the gore Tama felt around with his chakra for anything that was unusual. Closing his eyes he opened up the special part of his artificial coil and turned the chakra flow in reverse so that he could begin to absorb some of the chakra into his body and get a reading.
Instantly his bi-colored eyes shot opened as he felt the chakra he pulled inside of him being tugged in a certain direction, like a radio wave trying to catch on to a remote controlled toy. The creator of these abominations was using some kind of radio wave technique to signal the chakra placed inside of them in order to control the poor people he had managed to take over.
“Your both dismissed, he told the attendants before even asking for a second opinion. He knew things that they had no possible way of knowing. Without a seconds notice the two left to leave the genius to ponder what he had learned.
It was obvious that the “late” Tarou was not dead at all, or, at least not in the common sense. Somehow something with at least his chakra coil was still creating terrible contraptions out of living people and controlling them from a distance with that sickening chakra. Tama could still feel the magnetic call of the chakra he had absorbed and theorized that if he followed it, he would find the source of this entire problem, but he wasn’t about to walk into the lion’s den alone.
Walking over to the desk in the corner of the large tent Tama stripped off the bloody garments and began to make a report on everything he had learned, including what might be possibly the location of Tarou…
[Topic Entered/Left]
[Mission Complete!]