[h2]Fujioka Chisame[/h2]

There. There was the man she was looking for. The saboteur who was her target. He was packing some form of explosive away, which meant that Chisame had no time to lose. Quickly putting her spyglass away, the diminutive assassin took a step back and swiftly looked over her options. The doors and windows were too obvious, and someone skilled with sabotage would almost definitely have trapped them... but the old building had one avenue of entry that was difficult to address.

The chimney.

Taking a deep breath, the black-haired girl sprang into the air. Her hands moved swiftly, blurring as she performed the required motions. As far as Chisame knew, the origin of this method of casting the spell had been found in kuji-kiri, and she had taken to it quite quickly. With a barely-audible sound that sounded just like a slight gust of wind, a grey, shimmering platform appeared beneath her feet at the apex of her jump, for just long enough for her to jump once more.

After a second casting of the spell, the girl alighted on the roof without a sound. Perfect.

After only a moments pause, she made a beeline for the chimney and sprang into it, her tiny frame easily slipping down the narrow path of entry. She braced one foot against the wall and her back against its opposite, allowing her to slow her descent and land easily. It was a narrow, dark space, but it was a difficult one to address when it came to setting traps.

She had entered and empty living area. There was nothing left here, but certainly that didn't mean there was nothing hidden.

Chisame unsheathed her katana. She had to be ready...!

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