Partisan

Plague of the North

Hiding in the dark, looking at people awkwardly? Not sure which of the two would make a worse first impression :p

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Ayame Choko, “the Sewstress”

Departure to the Frontlines

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Ayame watched from a branch above the ronin as he was falling for the trap regardless of his evasion of the poison. Haruka used the temporary paralysis technique, which was a beautiful technique now that her poison had been dealt with. Then Daiki caught attention of the man, diverting the man's eyes away from the incoming paralysis. Haruka's form of this technique was, after all, a rather crude form of chakra that pulled down at the enemy. Right on cue Sentou appeared, who seemed to have changed Ayame's plan to suit her whims. Ayame couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed - the man was paralyzed, distracted and furthermore had all escapes cut off. Was the smoke, wire and speed really neccesary?

The ronin saw the lightning spike up through the smoke, and attempted to jump away only to realize he had been paralyzed. “Fuck you, fucking shinobi with your fucking chakra tricks..” he said as he realized he'd be done for. Well, sort of. The hit was quick and took care of the job, severing important tendons in the man's right leg. Ayame was sort of surprised that Sentou could aim this technique but she supposed Haruka's paralysis took care of the tunnel vision. After the smoke cleared Ayame would drop down and observe her team. No wounded. No visible damage to the scroll either. All the man had was a leg, but the paralysis technique didn't allow him to react physically, besides the screams he was letting loose.

A firm kick in the side ended that as Ayame looked over the man. “Pipe down. Good work, Haruka. Feel free to release him.” She made a mental note to speak to the Hokage about Haruka. She looked back over to Sentou and Daiki, realizing now that she'd have to deal with Daiki's uncle, and Sentou's father, someday. Maybe murder him, if he forced her to. “You too.” With a firm movement she reached over to the ronin's neck and grabbed it, pulling him up after Haruka'd release him. She pulled out a senbon from her sleeve, and held it in her open palm. “Don't escape, if you can with that leg.” Without moving a muscle the senbon started levitating above her hand and soon after seemed to 'evaporate' into a cloud of metal dust. “I'll shoot this after you.” Without warning the needle particles shot forwards, appearing as though the cloud of metal dust suddenly shot out, past Haruka, between Sentou and Daiki and then into a tree. Numerous tcks were heard from the metal clashing with the wood, leaving behind several miniscule, barely visible holes that punctured all the way through the tree. Ayame felt like she had to give a show of power for the chunin, as well as the ronin, to enforce the idea that she was quite a capable figure.

“Now, let's deliver this prize to the land of Iron, shall we?” she said with a happy smile as she looked at the chunin. She'd gone back from serious Ayame to happy Ayame, keeping up the appearance. Now that the mission was halfway done she could lighten up some more. With that she left back for Kannabi bridge. By now, some teams might already be there..

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”

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Yamato slung his backpack around his shoulder and put it down in the sand. He rummaged through it quickly with his right hand, and without looking extended his hand towards Aoi. Normally he'd have cussed her off and told her to get lost but he was too focussed on his backpack to do that. Instead he simply took the chocolate, which was melty due to the heat, and tossed it on the ground. Not that he was abandoning it, he was simply putting it there so it wouldn't melt all over his hands and such. He ignored her request for help with training as he knew she wouldn't be able to properly learn the destructive techniques that used fire - she was more suited for water, which would flow extremely well with the muckus stuff she did - he'd let her figure that out on her own.

Once he was done rummaging through the backpack, making sure everything was still in order, he slung it back around on his shoulders and moved a hand back to the back of his flak jacket. He pulled loose a string that had a water bottle attached to it and he took a few sips of it before extending the bottle to Aoi. He couldn't see if she had any water with her, but asides that it was best to be hydrated if Ayame had run into trouble and needed their help. “Not that I particularily care for your hydration, but you're more useless than normal if you're not hydrated. Drink.” he said in a bossy tone. He was unsure of Aoi would accept that but then again he didn't particularily give a shit. She was below him, both as a shinobi and in their line of work at the restaurant.

After extending the water to Aoi he listened to Tsukiko ranting on him. He looked back in an equally threatening, challenging glare. It was obvious enough the two clashed. That left Aoi and Nobunaga to decide who they liked more. He didn't hold it against Tsukiko though, she was a capable jonin, other than some of the others that were around. He could respect her for that.. but he wouldn't say that to her face. “Baka.. baka.. shut up already..” he whispered to himself out of earshot of Tsukiko.

He pulled on another cord and pulled loose another water flask (he had quite a few) and underhandedly tossed it towards Nobunaga, leaving it to him to catch it. He didn't say anything to the boy - he hated that boy's guts, with his annoying faux intelligence and seemingly calm manners. He just knew there was going to be a day where Nobunaga craced and Yamato would be the one to put him back in his place. But not now. Aoi, who would be close to Yamato still, would possibly see the small devilish smirk he had as he had tossed him the water.

The last person no doubt had her own water, but Yamato didn't want to leave her out. Doing so was a too clear remark of annoyance at her - and Yamato wished to push Tsukiko's buttons a bit more than outright letting her know she annoyed him. He pulled loose the last waterflask he had and tossed it towards Tsukiko. Doing so from the back, she'd have to sense it in time and move fast enough to catch it. More than likely she wouldn't be able to do that, although Yamato had no doubts about her senses. If she didn't catch it, it would land in the sand next to her. “Yo, drink up. When we get to team Ayame, I wanna see what you're capable of. Not like this, where me and the others cover your ass while you steal some scroll and cut down people that aren't fighting back.” Tsk, tsk. Tsukiko had better show them something today. She'd just done a lot of bitching and whining, moaning and being a general pain in the fucking ass. Sure, she got the scroll, and made the plan. And it was a good plan. But Yamato didn't value that as much, he rather wanted to see her do some actual combat.

He also couldn't help but feel that what Tsukiko was doing was kind of wrong. Like a rogue nin, scavenging the dead. He looked at Tsukiko bend over to search the dead bodies, and thought about it some more. “Ah, I suppose if miss Big-tits doesn't.. others less honest than us will.” That rationalized it a bit. It made him realize that if he wanted in on it, he'd have to search bodies for himself. He killed them after all, it was his loot now. He ignored the idea that this was pretty bad, and not honorable for a shinobi. If Tsukiko did it, so could, and would, he himself. He kneeled suddenly without saying a word, possibly startling Aoi with the speed at which he did it, and started rummaging through the clothes of a half-burnt body that he had mangled. Every time he found something that interested him, he pocketed it, such as money, coupons and other random crap. Most of all, he was looking for anything that linked the Yakuza clan to that ronin that stole the scrolls - as to be expected. Maybe one of these guys had a document relating to that, and that could help Ayame figure out the next step if one was to be taken. Sadly, he found no such thing.

He finally stood up again and looked at the team. “Yo, I'm done here. I'm heading out. Guess I'll see you soon, if you don't slip and fall off a branch and die.” he said, looking at Tsukiko when saying the last specific words. It was a bit of a challenge, though whether Tsukiko caught on or not was to be seen. After that he headed out towards Kannabi bridge, the spot where Ayame's team was supposed to be at.

Plague of the North

Wonder who'll say something about this girl arriving late :p

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Death sentence for you.

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Someone get their asses in gear and post. Lazy (s)cumbags.

Marches of Man: the Black Shields. [ALWAYS OPEN]

@Zombiedude101 Feel free man. Our Northern character has been abandoned so it seems like we'll need another. Or not, really, it's up to you.

@TJByrum Well, he's a cunt. But I favor cunts - they make for good conflict generators. So I wouldn't make him die so soon.

Unless that creates conflict, in which case I will.

Verthaven (Superhuman/Realism/Character Driven)

I'm in, as you should know by now.

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Saburo Uchiha, “Kimyōna”

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Saburo looked up to Takeshi as he took the chocolate bar and heard his story. He couldn't say he agreed to what Takeshi was saying. He took a bite of the chocolate bar as he turned back to overview the surrounding area. It was slowly dawning on him that he wouldn't be able to work with these people the way he intended. “Arigato-gozaimas, Takeshi-kun. But if your mission was the most important mission to Konohagakure, you would abandon your team to save the village. It's a trade off between one or two people, and an entire village. And that.. is not your call to make, denoting we should always do what is in the best interest of Konohagakure, the village hidden in the leaves.”

Hideyoshi told them to continue, something that bothered Saburo although he wouldn't say as much. That had been his plan from the get-go, and they were only here because he commanded Akio to. Saburo understood full well, and he could relate. Orders were meant to be followed, without criticism or doubt. He'd been taught that over and over in the 11th crops, follow without question, do as you are told, leave those who drag you down behind and complete a mission. But he was led by capable people, people who knew what was in the interest of Konoha. He wasn't lead by people that abandoned their team to chase personal glory, to attack people who had nothing to do without the mission at hand. He couldn't help but be critical of this would-be prodigy jonin, even if he'd been taught over and over to not be critical of superiors. Tsk. He was failing his own beliefs. Saburo shook his head as he looked back to Hideyoshi. “Hai, Hideyoshi-senpai. We will complete the mission on your orders, denoting I will lead the team to team Ayame as per order 2.51b of miss Ayame Choko's mission policies and manual.” Probably nobody else knew what Saburo was talking about, but unlike others, Saburo had spent the last night studying the mission set up in a detailed manner. He could list the objectives of every team, the expected situations, foreseeable risks (which were minimal, and Hideyoshi's injury certainly wasn't part of it) as well as Yakuza involvement and a detailed set of 'orders' for each team. This manual and policy book that he'd studied was likely accesible to the others, if they knew where to look and who to ask for it. But probably they didn't.

Saburo felt good when he turned back to his old ways, of following orders and not being critical of Hideyoshi. He was jonin for a reason, most likely. He pushed the criticism back to the back of his mind, to rot and die. It was a relief to not have things like that weighing you down, as it made the mission easier since you could focus on issues at hand. Such as right now. “Akio-chan, since Hideyoshi has put me in command, I wish to create a bunshin of that scroll.” Using some quick handseals he created a clone of the scroll, that appeared in his hand. It didn't have 'body' like a kage bunshin, since Saburo hadn't learned exactly how to do that yet. So it simply 'appeared' like the scroll and wouldn't have any actual weight or push behind it. It was a simple decoy.

He slung the scroll around onto his back. Then he stepped closer to Akio formed more seals. “Please stay still, Akio-chan, denoting you should not move your body in any manner or way, unless we are attacked.” It was more than obvious what he meant but he clarified anyway. After the seals were formed he touched the scroll and did the same to the scroll as he had done to his 'faux' scroll. With a poof, the scroll transformed into a backpack, making it look like Akio was simply carrying supplies for the team.

“Arigato-gozaimas, Akio-chan. Since I am the leader, I should carry the risk. Now, if we are trailed, they will think I have the scroll and attack me. In that way, I can sacrifice myself and die so you can continue the mission and rendezvous with team Ayame Choko. This will give us the maximum chance of succeeding the mission.” It seemed Saburo's self sacrifical tendencies came out yet again, yet he didn't seem sad that he put himself in the place of risk, rather he was happy to do it. 'A tactical death' he'd call it if he were still in the 11th corps. It was much different from a normal death, which would be meaningless and not offer the team any more chance at succeeding. A tactical death on the other hand always accomplished a goal.

Lastly Saburo nodded at Hideyoshi, indicating they were headed out. “Plan 2.51b in action, Hideyoshi-senpai.” That said he turned around and took a running start only to jump off the building they were on. With rapid movements he jumped from roof to roof, expecting the others to be with him. Expected duration of travel was about 10-15 minutes, depending on how well Takeshi and Akio could keep up. They were lucky to not have expanded too much of their energy reserves and as such were still quite fit - then again escaping Yakuza wasn't too hard.

Marches of Man: the Black Shields. [ALWAYS OPEN]

@the crafty pig Well in Broacien you're expected to be 100% Monarchist, or else face shunning from society. We've not reached the time period yet where people start feeling enlightened and feel like they know more about god than the church. As such the church's power is still very large (as evidence from prince-priests) and church's word is law, even to a king. Luckily for the king he is Monarch on Earth, so he doesn't have to give too much of a shit.

That said I do have some other question; how do you see him fitting into the plots? I mean, I like the idea of having camp followers but I find it hard to implement them into plots. After all I can hardly say 'oh yeah we have a random cook also standing guard today' so I need to know how I can implement him, if at all?