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A Shadow Struck
The Tsuchikage, Kobuto Kurogana



Sitting in his chair, the Tsuchikage continued filling out report after report. He grasped his head from lack of sleep.

“Ugh, I have a bad feeling.”

In his stress, he had sent most of the staff in the office home. The last thing he needed was to deal with more people, unless it was important. He didn’t know what the bad feeling was, but he suspected it dealt with a neighboring country, and had sent heavier defenses around the perimeter of the village. He had the distinct feeling he had missed something, and he liked the solitude to think out whatever it could be.

Though the threat was unaware, the Tsuchikage was right on one count, there was a bad omen on its way. Approaching the village in complete silence was a man. Eyes and face hidden by a scarf and hood, the figure walked straight towards the gate into Iwagakure. However, he was not merely silent, his chakra was suppressed within a thin screen of chakra. The chakra was redirecting light and he’d cast out several others causing 5 spots where it was an unnatural pitch black. Three of the “spots” were weaving and wavering in odd patterns as they neared the village’s wall.

The fourth and fifth spot, in which Shinku existed moved in straight lines, but zigzagged about with increasing intensity, Shinku darting about to keep up with the jutsu he had conjured. The tactic was an unnerving one, meant to distract, confuse, and conceal. As the dark blots came into clear view of the sentries on the wall, Shinku utilized the Hiding in Camouflage technique, and stepped out of the blot that had been concealing him. He had also utilized Kasai no boshū(火災の募集 'Fire's Offering'), creating swirling dervishes of wind that surrounded and followed the blots of darkness.

He, rather than let them strike first, jumped into the air and landed on the top of the wall after two additional hops up it utilizing the tree climbing technique. Swiftly he took out the distracted guards, sending kunai into the backs of their necks, each of which was concealed by a layer of chakra that extended his camouflage technique. The only indicator of the kunai was its chakra and a tiny ripple of light.

The darting shadows surrounded by dust, small rocks, and wind were far more attention grabbing and were at the base of the wall now...and growing in size.

Not truly caring if anyone noticed, Shinku hopped off the other side of the wall and began his trek through the village, melting into the crowd, and not bothering to conceal his visual form any longer.

The Tasatsu Tsuki was descending on his prey.

The tsuchikage continued at his office, glancing up at his Jade Books of Heaven, they remained blank. He sighed, at least that was a good sign. Kobuto stood up, stretching from his chair, leaving the mountain of paperwork on the desk, glancing at the barren street below. Nobody to bug him, how he wanted it.

“I swear I’ll never finish that. Good for numbing the mind though. Only reason I do it. Guess I should stop, and do what's important.”

Grabbing his blade as he stood up, he pointed at a large map on the wall.

“Making the Stone, my biggest worry, as it ever should be. All these villages…. and none of them on the same friendly. Whether they are large, or small, power’s what we all want, predictable, and not a concern about them.”

He sighed again, his expression darkening, as he opened a drawer under the map, a filemarked S-class below it, particularly a group called Omoitsuku-za.

“Unpredictable….”

Looking at three pins on his map, he looked forlorn.

“I hope you three forgive me. Chances are one of you make it back….”

Slipping past the guards by circumventing them altogether, Shinku scaled the building with the tree climbing technique after traversing the length of the village via crowds. He had reinstated his invisibility before he broke from the crowd to approach the kage’s office building.

Once he’d reached the very top of the building he used his eyes to locate the kage, knowing he was in the office, and spotted him within his main office. Glancing through the building to see the layout properly, Shinku smiled. Noting the composition of the walls Shinku performed handseals and then dropped down onto the Kage’s porch. Then he glanced at the door and back to the wall and had a hilarious idea. Even if it failed, he’d not be terrible disadvantaged.

Smirking, Shinku descended down a floor, and infiltrated through a window, closing it quietly behind him. Oh this will be priceless. Let’s see if the genius notices what’s staring him right in the face, Shinku thought to himself as he ascended the stairs.

Reaching the top floor and location of Kobuto’s office, the assassin walked right up to the door...and knocked. As he did so he let his invisibility dissipate and the transformation technique activate, disguising him as one of the guards he’d seen. This was going to be priceless.

When Kobuto opened the door, Shinku’s expression would be a worried one and he’d be holding a small piece of parchment.

Kobuto sighed the moment he’d felt the chakra. Someone with something very important. The chakra was high, so it was probably someone important, but Kobuto couldn’t help be aggravated at it.

Kobuto closed the drawer with the S-class nin folder in it. He glanced at the map one final time before reacting. Perhaps rude to make the person wait. He talked as he walked over to his desk.

“Come in! Am I going to have to repeat ‘do not disturb’ unless urgent all day. Someone had better be dying.”

Kobuto closed the Jade Book of Heaven, picking it up as whoever it was the entered.

Entering the room, disguised Shinku saluted to Kobuto, “Apologies Tsuchikage-sama, but one of the walls appears to be under attack. The outer wall guards apparently saw no need to inform you, but I figured you’d rather know than not.” It was just a matter of waiting a few more moments.

“Also, I have a message scroll for you, sir,” disguised Shinku said, raising his hand to give the kage the scroll. He bowed his head in respect, waiting for it to be taken.

Kobuto raised his eyebrow. What were the outer wall guards thinking then? He didn’t move towards the messenger, just opening his Jade Book of Heaven.

“Put it on my desk, seems I have to have words with them.”

He motioned to his cluttered mess of a desk, then started to write across the book. He barely glanced at the messenger.

Wallguard, report~ Tsuchikage.

Words began to write across it.

A goat is the only sign of life I've seen all day. ~North guard

Was it on the Hana Steppe? That one’ll come right up to the rocks by the gate sometimes, only thing to the barren North gate. Oh, and quiet here. Just a few travelers.. ~West Guard

You guys are really bored. Merchant gates open to full capacity, a couple of shady peddlers? Want me to investigate? Could pull some of the slackers goat watching~East Gate

Kobuto facepalmed at the reports.

Nodding silently, Shinku walked to the desk and placed the scroll upon it before he walked to the door, turned to Kobuto and bowed his head. “Sir,” he stated, waiting for the man to look at him. When he did he spoke again, sounding slightly concerned, “I know there’s plenty to do, but don’t forget to get some rest or Su lin will make you.” He then bowed his head once more and left the room, closing the door behind him as he did so.


Stepping out of the Tsuchikage’s office, Shinku slipped into the crowd and shifted back to his normal garb, a grin on his lips as he slipped into a nearby alley, climbed the wall to get to the roof…and waited.

A minute or so later an explosion went off, glass shattered on the top floor of the kage’s office, and Shinku laughed before returning to invisibility and exiting the village. Having the Byakugan had allowed for the assassin to even see the Tsuchikage’s expression of horror and surprise when the explosive tag scroll going off.

The knowledge that others were suffering sure gave him a thrill.

At the scene of the blast, a small part of the message was still intact.

Dear Tsuchikage,
Check your privilege,
Sincerely, Omoitsuku-za.
Nobushige Toyotomi
That Falling Feeling


Nobushige tried gathering as much chakra as he could in his feet for landing, only to find he could put any there.

"Oh hell."

Glancing down, he saw the earth below him move, that was either a very good, or very bad sign. He wasn't sure which, but figured it couldn't get any worse.

He braced for impact, and closed his eyes as he neared impact.

I regret not killing her before leaving the Cloud!

And then he opened his eyes. He was alive. It seemed someone was nice enough to save his ass.

Nobushige crawled out the hole, looking at the battle between Heirana and a few mooks. He saw small fires around as well. He assumed they were Uchiha's doing.

"She had better not gloat."

Nobushige was tempted just to take a quick rest, get some chakra back, let Heirana and Uchiha do all the work. He afterall, was spent. Fighting without chakra was a bitch. He also had no metal weapons, he'd dumped those ontop of the dome.

At the same time, he had intel to deliver, but she was busy.

Nobushige groaned.

"Yeah, send 3 people to deal with a couple dozen trained ninja, AND an S-class nin. Great job mad kage, great job. Well, guess I've got a name to keep. Even Izanami needs a hand sometimes."

Nobushige picked up a rock the size of his hand.

"I once heard a story of a novice with a shuriken taking on his master...."

He threw the stone at one of Heirana's assailants, the one she wasn't assaulting with her yari, aiming a blow to the head. Nobushige's speed and precision in shuriken-jutsu was evident, even with a simple rock.
I'm game
Pylon vs Izanami's Assassin
Kiyome Katagana and Nobushige Toyotmoi

Nobushige kneeled from the chakra expenditure when he himself found a surprise. Electricity coursed through his body, making him grunt from the brief shock. Then he heard in the distance door slam open, and hum of something magnetic.

Nobushige panted as he reached into his pouch, barely able to complete 2 handsigns. His body complained on moving from both chakra consumption and the electrical shock. He wanted to instantly jump up and set up a Barrier Formation on the entrance to the dome before she got there, but his body wouldn’t move. It took him a second or two to regain use of his legs

“Not a good time to happen. Still, wonder how she likes my confetti.”

Down the hall she flew through, several stray explosive tags, about 4 looping around would lock onto her chakra, and flutter erratically towards her.

Nobushige grunted a few seconds later, as he heard a magnetic hum getting closer, and leaped infront the dome entrance, locking eyes with her, and throwing two shurikens at her, aiming for her shoulders, giving her attacks from behind and infront of her.


Flying swiftly through the dome towards Nobushige's location, Kiyome's senses picked up movements similar to those she'd detected prior to the explosions. Narrowing her eyes and smiling, the Kanagata's chakra lashed out in invisible tendrils of denjiton chakra, making pathways to the paper behind her, which were promptly burned to ash.

She hadn't even slowed down and when Nobushige threw the kunai, her field detecting his movements with great precision, she didn't move either. The weapons would veer to the sides, turn around, and fly right back at the man, now charged with lightning chakra.

She had earned her alias for a reason and it was unfortunate for Nobushige that he didn't recall their involvement all those years ago or he might have remembered her discussing her kekkei genkai with him. However, he was lucky in other ways.

She had no intention of killing him.




Nobushige raised an eyebrow as he finished his dive. The shuriken poofed as soon as she grabbed them, losing some momentum, but still continuing onward. They revealed their true form as paper shurikens, continuing their flight towards Kiyome’s shoulders. Throughout the paper shuriken’s form were various markings, explosive tags turned through origami into shurikens.

Nobushige had formed them earlier, and used transformation jutsu on them just before he had thrown them.

Nobushige then crashed on the other side of the door, feeling bruised as his ribs fell against the dome’s floor. He had no way of seeing the result of his throw, but activated the seal anyways, detonating the explosive tags turned shuriken.

Nobushige panted as he tried getting back to his feet, and running away. He was not about to fight this woman on even terms. It would have hardly been even if he had the chakra to do so.


They didn’t move and upon that occurrence, her body leveled off, so her feet faced ground, her hand suddenly had an explosive tag in it, and then it went off, metal having covered the flesh of the outstretched arm just as it did so. The explosion was directed via chakra, diffusing the blast of the two explosive tags and stopping them from getting close enough to do her real harm all in one movement. Her grin remained as she blasted through the remaining debris, began spinning mid air, and when she came out leveled off once more, sending lightning arcing from her in several directions, before most of it veered around to strike at Nobushige. At this point both of them had exited the observatory and were standing on the platform that supported it.


Nobushige did the bravest thing he could think of, and ran valiantly away. As he saw electricity begin to arc off her, he did a cross, creating the cheapest clone he could get away with, a water clone(who accidentally looked a bit like Igor, due to his disappearing chakra), which proceeded kick him off the side of the platform as the lightning crashed into it.

“Crazy biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!”

Nobushige decided that gravity was a more merciful mistress than Kiyome was. He only hoped something would break his fall without impaling him.

Zeki Glaedwine & Szayeis
Demons Among Men.
Loom- Night


In Loom, a gang of three headed down the streets, looking for a certain man. What would be weird was that only two of them would be able to be felt by those good with essence, weak and just a little bit weird. One man, with something in his shadow, and one woman, who looked 20. The 3rd was like a ghost, not there, or rather everywhere. Either way, it could not be pinpointed in his base of Loom, making him show up as an anomoly to those who could feel essence.

Tipping his hat with his cane, he stopped as he saw the man he was looking for. The tipping was half a weird gesture of the demon Zeki, and half having his 'weapon' infront of him. Most people would hardly consider a cane a dangerous weapon, but Zeki was hardly most people.

"Szayeis, how have you been? I've been looking for you."

His form laid with back against a wall, feet planted on the ground, arms crossed and eyes closed Szayeis had hardly expected company. Nonetheless, he had seen them coming. One eye flashing open for a brief moment, revealing its stirring white iris. Szayeis had acknowledged their presence and once he had his eye shut once more,[b] [color=#00001A]"Fine, Zeki. What is it you require?"[/b][/color] While he spoke his attention was in thousands of other places. He was using shadows as a conduit for his perception. It was an advanced form of shadow sense.

So many things to keep track of, he could not waste a single moment.

Zeki sighed. Such a hard man to deal with. His two shopkeepers were wide eyed at the event. They didn't know too much of essence but they could feel something was wrong. Zeki however KNEW what a monster was, and talking with one hardly aggrevated him. Not after how long he'd been alive.

"Not very talkative, are you? I don't know how you've stayed sane all these years. Fine, skip the friendly hellos, and we'll get down to business. What I 'require' is how to use the gift you gave me. It took me months to learn how to use this phone, I'm not exactly 'hip' with tech. How do I know when I've found a fragment?"

Though while it was true that Zeki was older than alot of technology, and therefore not the fastest with them(He still couldn't understand the fascination with cats on the internet), it was more the fact that he hadn't tried to use the orb. He'd pawned it off to his new male assistant, Scott Johnson. Zeki was smart with magic, he probably could have figured something out with enough effort.

A small smile spread over Szayeis' lips as Zeki asked the question, "What are you playing at, Zeki?" He pushed himself from the wall, his eyes opening as he turned to the man, "You've been alive far too long to be this inept. I would not have come to you were you useless," he said, a small measure of amusement in his voice, accompanied closely by condescension and curiosity.

He strolled towards the demon, his eyes briefly glancing over the two who walked alongside him. There was a flicker of interest in his eyes, but barely for a moment.

Zeki shrugged.

"I guess being up here so long's made me dull. I couldn't possibly hope to keep up with the likes of you, Lord of the Western Realm, Terror of the Night, Lord of Fear, Master of- shut up and give me an example of how this works. You still haven't proven to me your story is true, that's what I'm playing at. This is the fastest way. You get my trust, you get access to my full abilities.

"Scott, come here."

Zeki motioned with his cane to come.

"Come on, he's a big friendly guy, look at that smile."

Zeki's voice had hints of frustration.

Scott whispered to Maria.

"Are his dealings always so scary?"

She shook. "Not generally this bad. Go on, you don't want to see Mr. Glaedwine angry, nice as he is."

Scott shook his head, and walked forward. Zeki poked his shadow with the top of his cane, and the orb started to float out of it.

"Your trust, eh? Amusing," the lord responded, appearing to have ignored everything else, including the man's jab--if you could call it that. He didn't elaborate as to whether he believed Zeki or not, nor as to why he found the statement amusing. Instead he motioned for Scott to come closer, the Orb would move ahead of him, beckoned by the same hand motion that the lord was using to invite Scott.

Raising his other hand to chest level, palm facing upwards, he closed his fingers around his palm, then opened them in a swift motion. A shadowy essence manifested, billowing up from his hand as if it were smoke. He gestured towards the orb and the shadows moved, not that he needed to, it was all an act.

Just as the shadows touched the orb it began to release a faint glow, which gradually increased in its intensity. Then the small wisps of darkness expanded in a split second, engulfing all of them. Zeki's unfortunate employees would be veiled in Szayeis' Dread Aura while the lord stared his ally down, his expression no longer amused. "I admit, you are a skilled actor, Amrit, but this truly is no time for your little games," he stated plainly, all sound outside the darkness which surrounded, but did not touch them was muted almost entirely. Scott and Maria would be unable to hear or see anything within the mire of shadows.

"Do not presume to be able to trick me Amrit. It was not I who coined the title, 'Master of the Game,'" he stated matter of factly, his voice cold and unforgiving.

Zeki looked at his fingers as he spoke, which were drumming on his cane.

"You seem to have broken my assistants."

A blue light started to light the darkness, a faint blue will-o-wisp, before more and more started to show. They started flowing in and out of the shadows, and several sucked from the realm Maria and Scott were in, and the two would feel a burning pain before passing out. Zeki continued to drum his cane, his gaze fixed on it.

" 'Master of the Game', I prefer to be called Mr. Glaedwine. Perhaps Zeki, should one know me. You haven't spoken with Amrit. You've never met Amrit.

"There are things that you don't know about in this world, Lord of Hell. Old things, ancient things, from our time, not the time of these humans. And it is their time now, not ours. It's been their time ever since Judas Iscariot proved they are not weak cockroaches. I don't know of any similiar fame from the Western Lord. Doesn't that just eat you?"


All across Loom, people felt a burning sensation as the drain of essence increased, all of them customers of Mr. Glaedwine, and all of them felt the burning start at their contract stamps. Inside Szayeis shadow, more and more will-o-the-wisps floated harmlessly around. Zeki stopped drumming, and looked up at Szayeis from behind his glasses.

"So, I will ask you one last time. I have ' truly no time for your little games'. Will you show me this orb's workings, and save this world of magnificant humans, or continue to pout that a simple business man has seen your little show one too many times, and isn't amused?"

Szayeis grit his teeth, sensing the wisps floating about within the darkness, his face a glower. He took in a deep breath and then smiled. As he did so the shadows began to dissipate, though their voices remained muted to anyone nearby, not that there were many. Szayeis had picked this spot because it was seldom traveled. "You must be losing your edge, Vital Sovereign," the smile didn't reach his eyes despite his words. He could have made it do so, but he wasn't trying to fool the demon, it wasn't worth the effort. "I already showed you. Proximity will cause the orb to react," he stated, laying the palm of his hand over the surface of the object. It began glowing, the glow increasing in its intensity the longer his hand was on it.

"I know you're up to something, Glaedwine," he stated with an eerie calm, his emotions unreadable behind the smiling facade he wore, "Oh and I haven't broken your...minions. They'll remember this for a long time though," longer than you think.

Glancing at the wisps that surrounded them, now in plain sight, the Western lord let out a small chuckle, "You don't scare me, not in the least, but don't let that fool you Sovereign. This isn't me underestimating you," it's my forcing you to, in anger, reveal the cards you have in hand, "...as I don't make a habit of doing something so foolish, you are the Sovereign for a reason. We've faced one another before, but know this. Should you stand in my way, the outcome will not result in your survival this time. If you wish to contact me again, touch the orb." He turned from the man, "Oh...and do it yourself. Anyone else who touches it will meet an untimely end," he lied seamlessly, his head turning slightly as if he were looking back at Zeki. It was only half true. Others wouldn't die, but they would be pulled into the orb, and thus into Szayeis. They would be his and that was a fate far worse than death.

His attention shifted and he walked away, his smile fading to a subtle grin, though the look of his eyes was hard, his body language tense. His hands made to clench and relax repeatedly, as if restless.

He wasn't.

Zeki walked forward at the demon infront of him. The one who uttered word after word. He tipped his hat downward, before thrusting his cane forward.

Resting right below the orb, he picked up with the top curve of the cane, never touching it himself.Not a word he had to spare for Szayeis.

He walked towards where he felt his contracts, and therefore employees. Zeki sighed as he saw the two of them.

"You two aren't going to be very happy when you wake up. Still, you'll be alright. You humans are magnificant, I doubt you'll break. More magnificant than any demon. You make the world worth saving. If it was for all of hell, I just might be tempted to let it burn..."
Zeki put the orb back into Scott's shadow, then managed to stick his cane in Scott's belt loop, before throwin him over his shoulder. Struggling as he held him fireman style, he bent down towards Maria.

"You had better not be eating the Golden Taco, chica."

He grunted as he grabbed her as well. A few of the wisps entered his body, taking with them essense from his various contracts.

He didn't turn to face him even now, and simply continued towards his shop

"Crow, I really hope you bring your friend some good news soon."

By the way, everyone, just a friendly note. When designing a characters, make sure you can name a simple weakness. Not that you have to tell anyone, but just make sure your character isn't superman.

Example my character- Nobushige Toyotomi. He's got low chakra reserves, making him bad for long fights(or really fights in general), and unable to keep attacking. His entire style if sudden attack, then withdraw.

Generally, if someone has skills in Gen, Nin, and Taijutsu, there's a problem.

Just a note, cause I want this to be fun for everybody, and for nobody to be invincible. It's really overall a carefree Rp(I.e. Gm's are lazy, we don't want to do anything)
Nobushige Toyotomi




Real Nobushige

The real Nobushige continued going over plans in his head. Chaos below indicated the battle was continuing.Who the hell was this Kiyomi? Name almost sounded familiar, but Nobushige generally put down if he forgot a name, he'd probably killed them.

He raised his eyebrow as he heard another blast below.

I'm not one for battles, but damn they are tough. I didn't expect anything quite like this. I expected Heirana and Uchiha to have been run through way before this. Oh well, guess some things are bound to surprise you.

It was probably worst to go after straight after her right now, she was on guard, and it was definitely against his style. Then again, the invisible langauge they all had was a pain in the ass. He couldn't blend in and kill everyone in their sleep as per normal.

"Ugh. My chakra's already not the highest. I must be mad. Well, it's stupid to hold on to chakra, it's meant to be spent. Their fault for not keeping an eye on me, what do they expect?"

Nobushige threw an explosive tag in the air, and started a series of handsigns.

Paper Jutsu: Guided Path!

The explosive tag as it floated down started to circle forward, heading down the hall in circling pattern, it was headed whatever chakra pattern it could feel that was different than Nobushige's.

Nobushige continued weaving handsigns, and at this point, he felt his reserve already plummet.

"Damnit, this is going to tax me."

Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!

The moving explosive tag suddenly multiplied by a good couple dozen. All of the explosive tags fluttered down the hall in various directions, homing intowards various chakra signatures. Any guard inside the compound was about to have a very bad day.

"And one more to top it off. I know my clone's a popular guy, he's me after all. Let's have him say hi."

Nobushige was kneeling by now as he finished the final set of handsigns.

"Only got about a quarter in the tank. Let's hope that finishes it. Alive, dead, big difference, she wasn't worth capturing if this did her in."


Clone Nobushige

_________

Nobushige's clone was very surprised to find himself stuck in place, his eyes almost showed interest, and his transformation jutsu wore off from it.

He looked at the woman infront of him and.... had no clue who she was. It wasn't like he could keep track of every kunoichi he knew from the Hidden Cloud.

Yada-yada, betray the cloud, banter, more banter. Nobushige groaned as the woman wouldn't shut up. Well, if he knew her, he knew why he hadn't paid attention. Wait, wasn't she a missing nin too? Glass houses he supposed. Magical night, eh, he couldn't keep track of every kunoichi he slept with in the Cloud.

And then she got his attention, and he was mesmorized as the bandages across his face were moved and he was kissed. Yep, she appearantly knew how to get his attention, more than 90% of the women he knew, way more than Uchiha or Heirana. He wondered if there was a spot on her guard open, then made note there probably was going to be alot more open afterall this. His hair stood on end, and goosebumps fettered his skin, then the realized it was literally the electricity.

Then he reminded him he had someone back home.

Stay focused Nobushige, that kunoichi back home is worth it.

Then he was bound and blinded. Damn this woman knew how to get his attention. Nobushige felt something strange from his stomache as he sat there.

"Man, I got the rumblies something bad. Probably a bad breakfast."

Great Clone Explosion!
WIPs (combat done, filling in the rest)






Nobushige Toyotomi




Nobushige suddenly fell as they got close to the dome, landing outside of it. It was deliberate to give him a believable seperation. He saw the guards didn't notice.

Either worst ninja ever, or I'm in for some deep shit. My instincts tell me the second. Ugh. Those other 5 running around are draining my chakra, I'd better disperse them and go with simplier clones for the moment.

Nobushige did a handsign to disperse his current clones. All of them suddenly died. The funniest of which was one who was watching the Hidden Waterfall Village, who suddenly dropped dead eating at a restaurant outside.

Just as quickly he formed new handsigns, creating a quick shadow clone. Nobushige rolled to the side of the building, pressing himself against it as his clone took his place with the guards. While he was already caught he suspect, he played along, and had the guard do nothing more than nod at his trip, not explaining it with words or anything.

These guys are real stiffs.

Nobushige stood against the wall thinking for a minute of his course of action. He heard motion below them, and started to see smoke rising. It seemed like the action had already started. He wanted to start killing as well, rush the two guards, and slap them with an explosive tag, but he felt nervous suddenly.

Every damn thing about this is off. These guys don't even care of the commotion, that I don't understand orders. It's not ignorance, my covers been blown. They know they have an intruder, why don't they care? Do they really think that highly of this Kiyomi Kanagata? Hmm. There's not a man on this earth I can't kill. A fool fights, a ninja strikes from the shadows.

Nobushige continued reviewing what he knew, before deciding it was time to prepare. If he was forced to fight, he was not going to do it suddenly, or try to show off.

Reaching into his ninja pouch, he started doing inventory, leaving it mostly empty, with most of it getting discarded. There were ten Fortune Lots in his pouch, and ten explosive tags. Nobushige even had to admit he was going to have trouble fighting with this few resources.

He reached into his pouch one more time, tracing his hand through his pouch, small traces of chakra felt across as he touched the explosive tags. This was going to be fun.

Guessing time. Clone, are you about to see our lovely Kanagata?

His clone continued with the two guards inside the dome, silently. He was as stoic as ever, but on the inside, he itched to move.
Nobushige Toyotomi


The Drunk Clone


The drunk clone stopped grabbing the kunai out the air, putting it away, and the nonchalant attitude faded.

"I don't like fighting, but I always do get the job done. Granted, I would have preferred to take this Kiyome Kanagata hostage, slowly back out with a nice sharp piece of glass at her throat, and call it a day. But the mad Kage wants me to play nice with others, and you are incharge. I don't mess up at what I do, I always finish my orders! Kill people, that's where my skills are at their best! Uchiha, find what I said insulting, prove me wrong! Show me what you can do! I'll be in the base!"

With that, and before Shirayuri could reprimand him, he did a handsign, and dispersed his clone. However, 'disperse' would be closer to 'kill', as the clone suddenly seemed to have a heart attack, and toppled off, leaving over a body that was falling apart a little too fast.




The Real Nobushige


The real Nobushige was a bit surprised at the guards taking him so willingly, though it was well hidden. He was wearing a mask, and wouldn't break it as long as he was in disguise. He played when it was freetime, but Nobushige took the job itself very seriously.

Still, something was wrong, very wrong. They had a communication he didn't know, or had very strict orders discussed beforehand. And him not knowing it was just fine? Sure, maybe he was a 'new recruit', or maybe the organization just sucked, but the incident sent off warning bells.He almost wished he had that sharingan girl, so that he could figure out what was going on. Then he got his clone's memories from it dispersing.

Scratch wanting that sharingan girl. I can't fall behind, now can I? Still, being fried by lightning, while kinky, isn't on my list of to do. Let's see. Two guards, backs turned to me. Can do. Metal weaponry's a no. That pride parade might not be the best ninja, but I figure they didn't just make that up. Man, this is a bitch. Most of my combat is throwing shuriken. Time to rely on my O-mikuji-Kyo to deal with this (Fortune Lot- Curse). Only got 10, I have to make this count. I'll wait til I have a better position.

Nobushige resisted the urge to sigh, and just followed stoic behind the guards, making no indication anything was out the normal. He knew something was. He had the feeling he knew where they were going though. Life was going to get interesting.

He was waiting for some cover to use some more clones to take his place. He thought wherever he was going was dangerous.
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