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Metal grazing against metal, and delivering the most satisfying of clangs upon impact. Or at least, that was Gozubura expected, until the strange brace on the Raikage's arm was revealed and served as a defensive maneuver. Its layout was certainly outlandish, and even slightly impractical, until the General pieced it together. The man was both wise and intellectual superior to many, and figuring this out by correlation with Bakuto's widely known arsenal was no challenge. The odd sound from the metal, and the strange sensation it brought with it made it all too obvious that Sound Jutsu was employed.

Vertigo.

With this realization, Starru was even more aware of what was affecting him. Something he'd easily ignore if the strange shape of the tool wasn't so eye-catching. Something had affected his mind or body, and it was very likely to be the sound jutsu, as no damage could be felt or noticed. A veteran such as this man would easily notice the smallest of pricks. A genjutsu was the most likely affliction, something Gozabura was well aware he had to expect from Bakuto, both by notoriety but also the usual characteristics of sound chakra. With his control, he would easily snap himself out of it, while his clone continued the assault.

Yes, even if he deduced it swiftly, he was opened for a time frame wide enough for a Kage-level to exploit. But Gozubura's clone would not halt in the air, genjutsu or not. Whether directions were inverted, it was still descending, and going to hit the Kage. And if it were to be damaged, the Raikage would notice the clone 'splitting'. It would do so regardless by the effects of the genjutsu reaching it, and descend as not one but two 'water' clones with their swords readied.

Regardless if Bakuto would block, however,the swords would do nothing to the blind man. His lightning armor was out, and mere swords, especially cloned, wouldn't even graze him. Hit or miss, it'd be a flop, but they'd likely be able to stay in one piece, given Gozabura had at least given himself some breathing time with the clones inevitably taking Bakuto's attention for a split second. Allowing the older man to perform the next set of hand seals with his free hand while his blade remained prepared.

Just as Bakuto went for the Hell Stab, and thus be dangerously close to the King Bradley impression, the blind man would very much feel a new presence barely a meter from him. A foot was manifested just centimeters from his head, as if this entity had been born in this world in the action of performing a kick. He could still react to it, given it wasn't the fastest kick ever, but if he'd even be mildly hit, he'd feel an immense amount of wind pressure propel him farther into the field. There'd be little to not damage, just a lot of repulsion. If he were to fully dodge, well, he'd have to avert his hell stab, allowing Starru to either dodge or even counter with his still enhanced blade.

The entity that had been summoned was a wind clone, and when it'd finish its kick, would vanish almost a second after it was conceived. In any case, Gozubura sought to create slight distance from Bakuto at this point, while the Water clones remained in proximity, ready to react.

"Hmmm. Yes, Sound Jutsu. And Lightning as well. A fairly powerful arsenal, typical of a Raikage. However, one only needs a single element to completely strip you of any advantage."

With one hand, he would seem to cast a longer jutsu, and once complete, he'd invoke it. Inhaling a large amount of air, he'd then release it while spinning his neck as if to simulate a rotating motion as he'd birth a possible tornado. There'd be not twister, but Bakuto would suddenly feel a perpetual, hurricane-level gust cover the field in a circular manner. A wind strong enough to make jumps risky, and lightning from his armor to flicker due to lack of control. Gozubura would also suffer from the risks of mobility being affected by this field wind, but in the end, he'd stack the advantages to his favor depending on the abilities of his enemies.

"You will not win this match, Raikage Bakuto. The faster you give yourself in, the less my partner will have to 'compromise' with the reinforcements."

The clones would suddenly dash toward Bakuto's being, not caring whether it'd be a blind spot or not given their opponent's unique characteristic. Nonetheless, they still aimed for the back. With the lightning enhancement armor weakened by the gust of wind in the field, there was now an opening to cut through the armor and hurt the Raikage. All the while, the hand that held the sword shone white, while the other free hand shone a darker color, and held itself flat, palm facing the ground, and arm extended. He was formulating something, as Bakuto was assaulted by the clones.




Rumia Shinrikyo




@Pirouette@ZeroXposure





"I'm bored, Kyoka. Do we kill 'em or nah? Got me sum yummy shark sashimi right 'round the corner there."

Seemingly completely disinterested in the first portions of what Sebun had to say, Rumia yawned and did not hesitate to speak over the elder Yomigaeri member. Diplomacy was certainly not this beast's thing, and putting duty over his animal instinct to hunt down whatever earned her ire certainly didn't help with the attitude. Orange eyes remained fixed on the Tsuchikage's fight, but Rumia's being remained very much confined within this situation. Kyoka's safety before all.

Eyebrows rose in sudden revelation. The Shinrikyo had suddenly thought of something. With th blood that had spilled from the damaged cheek she had recovered, Rumia rose her thumb to gather some of the nearly coagulated blood. With quantities sufficient to please her, she'd proceed to draw a line of the red substance on her opposing forearm. Nothing would come out of this for the time being, but this act would very much be deliberate, and could only mean a few things. The most likely being a summon.

"Or Maybe I should kill 'nother one of them friends of yers? Like that lil' shit that threw all those thingies on m'ass? Y'know how shit I'd be without lil' Kyoka 'ere coverin' my bee-hind from y'all sickos?"

Her attention was cut from the fight for a brief moment, as she'd glance toward the old swordsman. Her hand attached to her marked forearm would raise to tap the Heisenberg's blond, slightly messy hair. Ruffle, ruffle, the little Kyoka would receive payback for the acid stunt. All the while, the tail seemed to close in to leave the breathing space for Kyoka even more narrow. Not that it blocked her or anything, but it almost looked as though it was ready to bind her. Nothing threatening though, perhaps a sign of uncertainty, as the monstrosity could certainly start to feel some big chakra presences cause major havoc among the city. It was certainly spooky.





"Madame Matou will be my insurance when it comes to your men. Defeat me, and leverage on your city is gone, Raikage Bakuto. You of all people should know I am a man whom the word shall remain golden."

Fresh air as the café was abandoned for the sake of duty. The General marched forward, as he would have in his youth under the banner of a simple foot soldier for the Cloud's cause. Arms set behind his back and expression as solemn as ever, his stiff body would lead the way through the plaza, with a final nod at the direction of Yui, whom had the gracious task of crown control as Gozubura commenced working his own piece of art. He had faith in the lass, even if she inspired very little of said rare element. She was a monster, but one that could dispose of threats efficiently, as such the General saw no reason to be concerned.

He most certainly allowed Bakuto to walk behind him, not giving a single mind as to what the Raikage could do with such an exposure. Starru was wise however. By experience, he knew Bakuto had nothing to benefit from by literally backstabbing. He'd lose his chance to save his city, and in the likely event he'd fail, would lose his life to Gozubura's anger while failing his people. He was lucky to have Kumo avoid the fate of, say, Iwagakure.

"Under normal circumstances I would have allowed you to make your peace, but you're as clueless as an ugly girl in a gangbang when it comes to why this is happening to you. Especially if we consider your ... Efficiency in terms of populism. A shame, it would have been an intriguing case study to see you devolve into what the predecessor had become. Though, do not worry, I did not leave because of that either."

A smirk, one Bakuto could not see, but the blind man could certainly tell by Gozubura's muscle vibrations and his heartbeat that he was taking some sort of pleasure out of what was just said. He was amused, but not pumped. Not exactly the psycho-maniac murder type, one should say. But a man whom is not above killing the innocent to get a simple point across. They would quickly depart Kumo's inner mountains and approach the outskirts, where an adequate field would eventually be found.

Away from the prying eyes of Bakuto's protective division, they had since then taken the hint that they were not welcome by either the Yomigaeri member, nor their village leader. It was only the General versus the Blind Raikage. A special title for a man with what many saw as a disability. Gozubura saw at as anything but a weakness. It gave him options many couldn't grasp properly, and made him far trickier to deal with in the long run. There would be no underestimation today, not from the Raikage's very own senior in the armed forces.

"If you fail to kill me in forty-five minutes, the explosives will go off. I highly recommend you decide yourself on your strategy quickly, because I will not insult you with lenience, Raikage Bakuto. Draw your blade."

As he ordered the dark skinned man to present his weapon, Gozubura would have finally stepped onto the flat area at the top of a remote mountain. Shielded from view by thick clouds, but blessed with a perfect blue sky up above, there were very little obstacles for them to abuse. Perhaps a disadvantage for the General, but he could always improvise. He'd take his respective spot on the field, as if it were some spar, or a competition without any lethal connotation. In turn, he drew one of his rapiers. Sparks of blue lightning chakra burst frequently from the metallic item, signaling an enhancement.

"I am not cruel nor cowardly enough to stall for time. Here I come."

With barely a second after his warning, he'd dash full force toward the blind man, one hand preparing a horizontal slash from right to left (he held the sword in his right hand) while his second hand performed odd movements. Very suddenly from behind the speeding elder, there'd be a second figure jumping up high in the air. One couldn't see or feel how it had been conceived, but it leaped right off as the General finished the hand movements, and aimed to crash down toward the Raikage, itself with a sword reading to cut him down, albeit without the sparks ...

The clone had a bit of lag compared to Gozubura, seemingly making it a contingency plan if the first strike was blocked or dodge, or even prevented altogether. Nothing too complex, as if the old man was gauging the Raikage's skill.




Rumia Shinrikyo




@Pirouette@ZeroXposure





Sssssss.

Steam erupted from the melted flesh on Rumia's cheek. It seemed the relation between the two oddities was quite the perverse one, with extreme physical abuse being the casual response to each other. Or at least from Kyoka to Rumia. Though, as awful as the ginger's cheek would seem with the acid applied, her teeth rows would end up slightly visible with quite a lot of blood and fat boiling in the process, it appeared as though the steam was not coming from the chemical reaction. No, she was also rapidly healing. A few seconds after the application of the wound, it would swiftly close back, leaving pristine, albeit slightly discolored, skin in its place.

"Tsk. Dammit Kyoka, y'turd, I told ya' that wuz gross."

Her fist would come to rub off the remaining fluid on her cheek, and with that brushing the discolored skin would be gone, leaving her cheek as if nothing had happened. The oddest thing about it, however, would be the lack of any strong reaction to the damage inflicted upon her being. Rumia seemed more annoyed than angry over it, like a little sibling whining over the elder child eating the last of the jelly beans.

With a small crack of her neck, her orange eyes would peer down into the ruined streets of her town. Chaos erupted, with clones of this old man performing their own share of destruction. In a random bout of annoyance, her index would point at a pedestrian carrying a television, before shooting the young man down with a concentrated beam. Right through the neck. He was stealing a television, and Rumia was stressed. There was nothing noble here, she wanted to release some tension while avoiding any moral backlash from some naggy shinobi.

Meanwhile, her tail remained surrounding Kyoka without actually wrapping around her. If anything was going to approach the acid lass, it'd go through the tail first.

"I ain't hear nothin' 'bout some whatever swordsman. I only gotta taste of y'all sword peeps against that fucka'."

The tip of her jagged tail would directly point at the direction of Sano, without actually moving the rest of the tail. The Mighty Shark man who'd take on the Tsuchikage by himself. A ballsy move, but one that'd earn no respect from the Shinrikyo. In her scowl, she'd keep a fixed glare on the battle happening nearby. The two titans duking it out while she had to insure the safety of her close family, and maybe killed a geezer for bragging right. But, Kyoka was keen on keeping it civil, and who was Rumia to argue against the established brains?

"If Kyoka ain't got no prob' with ya', I dun' care what y'do. Tho, y'all probs' will die if ya' keep doin' tis' 'ere bullshit on m'city. Mebbe I should fuck yer clones a bit? Mebbe. Wouldn't feel so bad if that shark fella's yer friend. Is he yer pal? I say, if he is yer pal, I dunno if you 'n' I can be real friendos ... Is all I'm gonna say."

She'd smirk, peering slightly toward Kyoka's direction. Someone was hungry of conflict.





"Compose yourself, Raikage."

A voice that punched the ruler with sheer authority. The tone was imposing, and experience from age molded the delivery of this simple order.

"If my goal has been to simply kill you, poison in your tea would have sufficed. While our only goal is, ultimately, to kill you, it cannot be done like in Suna."

The tips of his index and major fingers would push the small plate holding his empty coffee cup away from his side of the table. The same handkerchief he had nabbed from Yui was employed for a final scrub of his visage before the General would finally orient his single-eye gaze toward the blind Raikage.

"You will die to protect your people. And your people will understand how weak you've become, with this era of peace. This weakness that drove me away, made me lose faith in this system."

His hand reaching into his back, while his eye remained fixed onto the Bakuto. A wallet was pulled out, and from it he'd extract a few generous bills. Tossing them at the center of the table, it seemed Gozubura wasn't going to leave the café without covering the duo's order.

"Though, it'd be incorrect to say this same thing drives me to murder you, today. I would like to say there is a whole lot more at stake than just the thrill of killing you, but in the end, it is but the ambition of a forgotten, maddened artifact that we exact this plan. Not much of an improvement. Would you like to indulge in something, by the way?"

Arms crossed, the General did not seem tense whatsoever as he'd remain seated on his preferred spot in the café. The customers were likely threatened, as they had likely heard the Raikage's call. His presence likely put them in even more unease, combined with the explosion they all heard.

"Regardless of what we do, it seems more than a few want you dead, Raikage Bakuto. Whether you're replaced or not does not seem to be a concern to these people either. In the end, the Kage will fall, and something new will rise. Whether it is by the relic of the past, or something else entirely."

He would finally stand, his opened navy-blue costume would be closed as if he had just finished some sort of business deal. All eyes were likely on the General at this point, likely wondering if hell was going to break loose or not.

"Shall we? I understand there is a field in the outskirts. My partner will ensure nothing gets in our way."

Starru directed his hand at the Café's exit, as he invited Bakuto for the duel that'd determine the fate of Kumogakure.









It seemed her laser would perturbed by something else, prompting a squint from the rushing monstrosity. Nonetheless, Sano was the red to her bull-like vision. There could be a God between her and the shark for all she cared, she was tackling the beast. Unfortunately this bullrushing wouldn't be so simple.

An attack, and an undesired interloper. Jaakuna Aka's clone was going to mess with Rumia's assault on Sano, and it'd be a cheap shot at that. This most certainly would earn the beast's ire, as her body would barely pivot in order to face the upcoming assault before something intervened. It was Rumia's faithful cousin, Kyoka, with her revolting tentacle attack. The steaming, sticky mass born of her unusual acid chakra would serve as a shield against the exploding shuriken, causing only sticky fragments of the now destroyed gooey edifice to spread around the area, supposedly inert.

"Tsk. I ain't giving ya' a ryo fer that one, Kyoka. Not like I had any trouble or nuthin'."

As she acknowledged Kyoka's appearance in the scene, Rumia's index would be pointing right at the direction of the clone. She could sense it, and it was just a clone, making it not the most efficient tool to evade detection. Very suddenly, a thin, red beam would be fired at the clone's neck through the accumulated smoke of the synchronized explosions. It wouldn't be hard to believe that such a basic construct would be struck by this surprise counter. If so, perhaps she would be able to get a glimpse of Jaakuna's appearance before the clone would poof away.

Now then, without hesitation, Rumia would twist her body back before having her jets flare wildly. She'd once again dive to attack Sano ... But stuff happened again. Another strong presence, the same that had countered her first attack, was nearing Kyoka. More jets countered the ones that offered her so much momentum, before she'd spin around to recognize what was going on. Some geezer was getting way too close to her counter, and with levitating weapons no less.

"Oh no yer fuckin' not."

Jets fired even hard as the Shinrikyo blasted herself back toward Kyoka. The same index she had pointed to the clone was now aimed at the direction of Kyoka, this time charging under the form of a ball of red energy, before being fired. Last second, she'd direct the aim toward one of the blades in the air, and upon contact, the large beam she'd shoot would explode on the construct. Harmless to Kyoka and Sebun, but served as a means to brush away the weapons. The strength of the explosion was around the one of a tag's.

Her speed allowed her to regain Kyoka's side, jagged tail emerged and passively surrounding both her and Kyoka. Yes, it was stretched quite long here. Rumia was playing guardian quite seriously with the blonde, and made sure she could sponge an attack before it'd smack the Heisenberg.

"Ain't lettin' no gross geezer deflower m'cuz. Ain't no one touchin' this 'ere girl without gettin' through this bitch."

Her thumb pointed at none other than Rumia herself.
Started the sheet. Will add more as I think of things. Relations aren't completely fleshed out. Didn't add people from other villages with whom she did not interact yet.

No need for vetoes.

My merciless judgement is enough to deter even the head GM!!!!!





"Not with you. With professionals. Prostitutes. The 'No means Yes' type of deal. Anything else can be binned."

A swift, brutish swing of his hand would have the older man snag the handkerchief from the lass he was partnered with, before employing it on the remarked stained on his visage. The General was not one for delicacy and care, nor immense camaraderie. A true professional, one that could work with many profiles, but didn't seem to enjoy any of them.

"These men are, for the most part, dead. Admittedly, you may want to keep an eye on those in your four o'clock. They hold a position my men may not be able to successfully compromise. Nonetheless, you should focus on this new 'Special Operatives' the Summit created."

With another sip, Gozubura waited patiently for a sign of life from the Raikage. It would eventually be answered, with an overwhelming echo from the blind Kage. Bakuto was being cautious, a smart move, but also a risky one if the well-being one was his priority. Gozubura was a very straightforward and merciless man when he left, and there was no reason to assume he had changed since his departure. The truth was that he was quite possibly worse as age slowly consumed him.

The General took his time to respond, finishing his coveted coffee while keeping eye contact with his more chatty partner. His gaze said a lot, a form of cue for Yui to prepare herself and go on with the plan they had formulated. He spoke in his usual, deep voice without any effort to have it heard by anyone else than his partner.

"It is a shame you do not come and join us, Raikage Bakuto. You know I am one for proper behavior. And you also know I am one with a very precise, and well designed plan. When I ask for your presence, it means I want you here, and I'll use leverage if needed."

Somewhere in Kumogakure, existed one of the art museums one would eventually find in a big settlement. A bit tourist attraction, massively visited by the public. Today, it would have two abnormal visitors, one man and one woman, identical to two individuals who had entered the museum two hours ago, but the staff simply couldn't tell. With the flick of a switch of Gozubura's watch, they would both have a device in their pockets beep. When hearing this, these odd people would suddenly stare right at each other with empty eyes, before dashing at each other's direction. One they'd inevitably tackle each other, a massive explosion could be heard from the Plaza.

Casualties and details of damage would be unknown, but considering these were peak hours, one could deduce the death toll would be huge.

"You will not know how this was performed. And there are more sordid ways to get you to do as I say, Raikage Bakuto. Perhaps a hospital should be my next target?"

His finger slowly slid onto a second switch on his watch.

"I assume you can hear this? Present yourself to this café, and we shall proceed. Nobody else has to die today, for we are only here to take your life, Raikage Bakuto. And yours alone. It is your duty as a Kage to die for your people, after all."

A nod at the direction of Yui would be her signal to start keeping an actual watch on what was going on. The explosion would likely get a few jumpy, and backup was surely going to arrive soon. With his hand diving into his coat, he'd whip out a device similar to a detonator, and tossed it at her direction.

"Some of the fakes will listen to you, some others have the order to blow up once their transmitter beeps with the flick of one of the switches. You know what to do."









Someone was dying and the dregs of society provided the cure. Kyoka was the brains providing the goods in the new operation going on, but the enforcer was far too aware of the plan that was to be executed. Though as glorious as it may be, the wild bull that was Rumia couldn't help but constantly remind herself of her prey that got away. This behemoth, the jackpot for her pride, had to escape their clutches. While certainly satisfying, she wasn't happy with it. He needed to fall, and she had to be the one to do it, not some Sakana or even her own cousin.

Before the red-alert came to be, Rumia could sniff out the abnormal presence near the outskirts. His sensory could barely reach that area, but as someone living in the more questionable parts of town, it'd be easier for the lass to reach onto the farther ends where foreigners would usually enter. The overwhelming amount of chakra in one point, and the unique way it interacted with other forms of chakra, it was impossible for the Shinrikyo to be mistaken.

With the giant water attack basically confirming the deduction, Rumia's face swiftly distorted into a scowl. The left half morphed into the sage transformation abomination added to the creepy factor. Sano was here to take the Tsuchikage, but Rumia was here to take Sano. But it seemed the village leader's initiative would halt the shark's attempt to drown the city completely, and turn the water-bubble ability he'd employ against the user.

"Tch. This 'ere is muh prey. Y'all can fuck right off."

Tentacles emerged from her back, tips dilated in order to emit spheres of concentrated Senjutsu Chakra. Now all whipped together in one direction, the multiple beams fired would covered into one, giant blast fired right at Samehada's direction, and thus, Sano's. She used the blade's overwhelming levels of chakra as a reference when targeting in quite the clusterfuck of a battlefield. A straightforward blast, that that'd keep Sano on hit toes, and perhaps disrupt his water jutsu completely, though perhaps at the expense of the Tsuchikage's own strategy. Nonetheless, the giant beam would leave quite the gaping dent on the water bubble, with every H2O in its way evaporated much faster than the slow-moving magma would.

But her combat experience taught the brawler that this monstrosity wasn't going to go down so easily. No, he was her prized prey. He had to put up a fight, at the risk of having all this hype fall flat in a very No Man's Sky kind of way. Cannons now turned Jets, the monstrous girl would have rocketed herself high up in the Iwagakure air, orange eyes fixated onto the Shark that had quite obviously wormed his way out of his current sticky situation.

"C'mon fucka', I ain't need no Kage to kick yer ass again."
Arc 1 Rewards


With the first arc of this rp finally ended, and the new one starting with a bang, we have thought of rewarding the chuunin involved in the recent conflict with a C rank jutsu of their choice. Of course, it has to fit their theme, and revolve around their development. Don't just spontaneously have an addiction to flowers on your character. I will make an example here:

Character: Rumia Shinrikyo

Name: Red Lotus Punishment
Rank: C
Range: 0-150 meters
Nature: N/A
Type: Senjutsu
Effect: A variation of the Shinrikyo's Organ, reduced to a much more compacted scale. With this ability, Rumia is capable of firing thin, red beams from the tip of her fingers. These beams are hot, and when highly concentrated, can pierce through flesh (and cauterize in the process). They are as fast as a thrown shuriken, and can be deflected by enhanced weapons, while normal metal quickly succumbs to the heat and power. A charged, larger version is possible, gaining the effects of an explosive tag upon impact. Rumia can decide to give the beam a more 'harmless', blunt effect rather than piercing.
Weakness: Rather predictable, mostly a substitute to tools.

Why I think she deserves this: She fought Sano head on, and her beams kept getting sucked in. A more precise shoot could possibly bypass the samehada's defense. Fits the theme of chakra jets and lasers.

Feel free to post your desired C rank!

Note: Chuunin in Earth and Water trials are exempt from this privilege. They got a reward and had the more enjoyable events.




[@All Akatsuki Members gathering]





News of the attack on Konoha did not fall into deaf ears. Gozubura Starru, the dreaded General of Kumogakure and merciless paramilitary investor, had provided intelligence to the organization concerning various security measures within the agglomeration. It was his task, as a man who maintained a strong network with like-minded individuals and frustrated higher ups in bigger establishments. He did not part-take in the invasion, it was unnecessary. There were enough members to distract the forces for a simple assassination. He would have been, at the time, enjoying his villa in Yuugakure, indulging in a martini and keeping up with world economics on his monthly newspaper.

With weeks going by, it was finally time to have a proper meeting. One that felt unnecessary, given how the orders were clear from the get-go. Their targets were the kages, and the only mild inconvenience would be the recent sentencing of the Mizukage. Sure, the scapegoat was part of the organization's plan, but where he'd end up was another story. Logistically, some would have to improvise, but not Gozubura. No, his target remained unchanged, and he made sure of it.

Among his Akatsuki peers, he'd sit on his designated seat. His single eye scanned the area, before closing as he awaited for the meeting to commence. With any form of introduction being done by the host of the meeting, Starru would take the stage from the very start. His imposing, low voice was hard to trump without screaming. There was also a hint of 'old man' behind it, adding to the solemn nature of his discourse.

"Do not mistaken this for some sort of family, or some sort of friendship, Madame Kareha Yuki. At least one of us is going to be mangled and horribly killed during this operation. We are here to kill, pillage and torture, not share toddler photos."

His grown eye opened, fixating the ice user of the gang before peering over toward the ringleader, Seijuro.

"Without wasting anymore time, I have provided the needed information on each major villages' security protocols, both classified and public, for each squad to indulge in. This will thus exclude ..."

His eye trailed through the gathered gang, stopping on Havoc as it had on Kareha previously.

"Amegakure. Too small to have an obvious approach in intelligence gathering. But too big to be defenseless. The interval of time since the Konohagakure raid was, admittedly, far too short for my men to do anything. Although."

The General seemed to squint at the direction of the Umbrella-NotUrahara-man.

"I would suppose Mister Havoc and his native callings would do just fine."

The man stood, once his piece finished. Hands reached to buckle his fancy, navy-blue vest as if he had just departed a business meeting of sorts. Once completed, his arms would each behind his back before a slight bow would be performed.

"I will not waste anymore of your, or my time in a meeting while our goals are clearly set in stone. If there is a change, you know how to contact me. Madame Matou."

With his partner for this specific task summoned, General Starru would already be on his way to depart from the scene. He knew enough to do his job just right.






It had been a few hours, and Gozubura Starru had already been within the city he had once abandoned, and personally threatened during his departure. No one stopped him, for he knew how to slither in. But he would not go unnoticed once he'd settle down in a renown, high class café. Under a parasol with the waiter delivering him the nation's treasured coffee. A delicacy he had longed for since his departure, and could only import so much at a time. There was just something about drinking tit in Kumo that made it far more delightful.

Shinobi of various ranks discretely spread around the nearby rooftops, and kept an eye on his every actions. They didn't act, there were too many people in the Plaza, and a fight would yield far too many casualties to be acceptable. Evidently, they would not let him escape, but they couldn't just go and apprehend him, especially with what the veterans among the shinobi knew about him. Added to that, his female partner was a mystery to these men and women.

"Miss Matou. Have you ever tasted this coffee before? A rare delicacy, one of the only things I can actually enjoy before getting my hands covered in shit."

The Raikage was to get the message by now, Gozubura was expecting a meeting. If he'd take too long, he'd get the waiter to carry a note that would inevitably be intercepted by one of the many surveillance corps. What it said didn't matter, but the threat was certainly real. Never once had the General exaggerated warnings. Bakuto was to present himself quickly, and mind his manners.

"We will have company soon. I will greet our target. I believe you will not be as incompetent as some of our peers to actually underestimate the operatives? The pawns we have right now will be dealt with accordingly. Do this job correctly and I will insure a living Kazekage for you in the near future."

Another sip from his coffee, as he'd patiently waited for the village leader. His moustache would have somewhat of a beige stain, one he'd fail to notice as he'd indulge in the sweetened delicacy.




Special Operation Force:
Ever since the Kage Summit, a special operatives force has been established. Composed of shinobi with first hand experience against the Akatsuki, they are consulted to quickly react to Akatsuki attacks on villages, and assist in stopping them.

The presence of Akatsuki in Kumogakure would quickly warrant the reaction of Konoha, with files on the assailants transferred to the authority handling the shinobi.

Gozubura Starru: Ex high ranking Military during the big war, said to have a vast paramilitary network. Last seen wielding at least three elements (Lightning, Wind, Water), rumors say he may have more. Proficient in most arts, but renown as a master Ninjutsu user.

Yui Mutou: Capable of manipulating her hair and wielding of the unnerving Earth Grudge Fear. Details on its ability have been withheld by Takigakure, and it is unknown how many elements she can use at this point. (she is known to use fire and wind)

Special Forces:
-Ryoko Niken: Kumogakure shinobi, best placed to coordinate Konoha forces, as well as being quite experienced in combat. Fire release gives an edge against the prevailing wind attribute of the enemies. Kenjutsu to match Gozubura's own blade.@Grey Sama
-Jaakuna Hinoko: Capable taijutsu and Ninjutsu user, with his unique Hiden allowing him to match stronger lightning users, and his fire release serving the same use as Ryoko.@Altered Tundra
-Kiku Kurama: Sensory and Genjutsu enables the perfect support for enemies considered to be dangerously well-rounded, with little exploitable weaknesses. Immobilizing one with Genjutsu may prove to be pivotal.@LadyInInk
-Kaba Joukaku: Barriers offer defense while having a good offense. Because four A ranks and lazy reviews. Can his hard and offer good options to the team, especially vs the Versatile duo.@BladeX





Almost there. A few more meters, and the sodium would explode on the shark, and perhaps give the edge needed to end this conflict. There would be an ex machina in Sano's favor, however, under the form of hair senbon coming their way. The combination of the obviousness of the attack and Sakana's warning would be enough for Rumia to peer at the direction of the new assailant, and recognize the threat. Luckily for her, she was already hardening her being with the hollow shell, but the sodium tossing would have to be delayed. Enough so for the two Akatsuki members to poof away under the orders of the unknown Cockroach.

With Sano gone, the chakra he had emitted would vanish as well, purging most of the moisture in the area barring the acid rain from Kyoka's ability. Perhaps throwing away the sodium wouldn't be the best idea, though the beast would seem to be more bothered by the sudden retreat of her challenging prey. Teeth gritting as her broken, right arm seemed to heat up with steam escaping the many superficial wounds on it. In about a minute, the arm would be fully restored, as well as any residual damage on the lass' being.

"Tch. Tha' fish got lucky. Ain't gettin' in m'way next time. And neither are you."

A vicious glare was set the way of Sakana, filled with the ungratefulness one would expect of woman of her background. With a gesture, she'd order Kyoka to follow out of the area, where she'd come to notice most of the forest razed. Havoc's rampage would have gone almost unnoticed as the Shinrikyo was in her very own massacre. With the new about to be released concerning the casualties, Rumia could care less about the loss of a foreign Kage.




Under certain obligations, the ginger remained in Konoha. Something about respect and some questions from authorities. It didn't mean she had to attend the boring funeral however. No, the pub was going to be graced with her presence today. Beer after sake, it seemed this monstrosity could contain alcohol to an absurd degree. Sitting on the edge of the bar on an old stool, Rumia was oddly talkative, to the point where her loud voice would overshadow every other man's in the bar.

"... And the fucka's like 'Is tha' all y'all jounin got?' when we were kickin' his scaley ass?!"

A good chug. The Slightly red-cheeked but still coherent Rumia blathered on.

"Fruity fucks be all tryin' to get the attention. Freakin' dicks, pussies 'n' asshole, that's the only type o' people yer gonna find in this dumb hole of a shinobi world. Did I tell ya' 'bout why it's like that?"

With a snap of her fingers, the reluctant but compliant bartender would attempt to satiate her thirst with any kind of generic, strong alcohol. Booze was the best bet, as she seemed to never get enough of these, and it'd provide minutes of solace with the inevitable bathroom trips.

"Ehhh, maybe later."

She'd cool off, only to finally peer over at her neighbor she had supposedly been talking to.

"So where ya' from again? That Rain village or somethin'?" @Write





Water, ice, steam. It was all just too complex for the Shinrikyo to follow. Kyoka got out of the way with her fancy tentacle thing, and enabled a clean shot for Rumia to exploit. With the beam fired, it was there that the ice was the most noticeable, and prompted the monstrosity pout. Her tail returning to its initial jagged form once the remaining beam had pushed Sano away a few distances despite the new influences at play. With that, it was time to charge in once more.

"Pfft. Look at ya' squirm, fish-man. Pushed 'n' pushed, by lil' kids. So much so I'll almost call ya' a pushover."

Grinning widely, Rumia couldn't help but retort in an attempt to taunt the shark, and have her cousin exploit the inevitable faults to come with a wounded pride. Speaking of, a container would be sent her way, one she most definitely recognized the shape and use. But something was off, as her orange pupils remained fixed onto the aquatic behemoth. His hand extended, and chakra concentrated in one area. Rumia was not intelligent enough to actively find counters to attacks. But, like an animal, she'd charge forward.

Her swaying, vicious tail seemed to rattle as the upcoming attack. This time she was ready. Jets protruding her back and calves, and three tentacles the length of the tail emerged from her back. Widening themselves, before seemingly 'fusing', they'd form an improvised wing/shield to provide cover for Rumia. Portions were enhanced by the Hollow Shell, and her right arm pressed against it to offer more retaliating force to the upcoming blast. Upon impact, she'd almost feel herself immobilized, but the jets would pull through, while her 'shield' held tight. The tentacles were mushed up by the blast, and her forearm's bone broken from the violence of the aquatic blast.

But it didn't not stop the beast, and she could recover the container without it being compromised, as well as her body. Right arm steaming from the allocated concentration of healing while the mushy tentacles were sucked in back into her back, all she had to do was close the final distance.

Jets on her back flared, as her running speed surpassed that of those in this fight. There was a lot of water around Sano, with his being coated in the thing. That's all Rumia needed to know. She did not understand how Sodium would literally explode in quite the violent manner when in contact with water, but she knew how big the kaboom was, and that it worked. After experiencing it herself of course. She'd get dangerously close, jets enabling rapid dodging of potential pressure blasts or other jutsus shot linearly her way, becoming harder as she'd got closer, but that was the big high, the risk.

She'd rely on Kyoka and Sakana to cover her as she'd close the final meters, as another blast of pressure would certainly break her ardent endeavor. This timeframe would be extremely small, given her absurd capabilities in distance closing, but not out of the reach of the observation abilities of trained shinobi. If uninterrupted, in these final meters, she'd be coated in her Hollow Armor, and greatly lose momentum with her body armored up. The container tossed at the Shark's direction, with a paper bomb of her own added on the bottom. Nothing strong, of a weaker class made to distract over damage. With the explosion, and the range, the spread of sodium via the explosion would cause all the accumulated water from Sano's special ability to be exposed to the chemical.

A chemical with no ties to chakra, mind you.

The explosion would definitely have Rumia caught in it, though with luck he'd have her armor ready for the impact. One should just hope Sano doesn't opt for the hydrification method this time around.
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