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Satoshi Shimura

He had arrived too late. This terrorist attack on the Hidden Leaf Village had succeeded, and Satoshi knew now that Suna was innocent of the atrocity that just happened. But how can he convince people of that without revealing too much about his secret technique?

No, enough of this; people were dying and he needed to help. So Satoshi joined the efforts to save civilians from the collapsed buildings, the rampant fires, and the sand scattered by the explosions, hoping against hope to save just one life.

For that was the truth; he did not want the horrors of war to return to the people of Konoha. War would never go away, like disease, but it can be treated, mitigated, and sometimes cured. War was a sickness that needed to be kept under maximum control, lest it consume all in its wake - And woe be it to those who are trying to start it deliberately...

Uzumaki Ren

"Mu!" Uzumaki Ren shouted before instinctively throwing himself in front of the other boy and making some quick hand signs.

The wind swirled around them; a protective technique that blew away some of the dust, but not enough. It was Ren's forehead protector that saved him from a small bit of falling rubble, reducing a blow that would otherwise have concussed him. Nevertheless, he was buried with the other boy and needed rescue.

Tch! he thought, Why would those pricks from Suna do this?! Are they that suicidal themselves?!

Satoshi Shimura

By sheer coincidence, Satoshi had teleported to the Ramen store; Ichigo's, right? Either way, he'd begin digging the inhabitants out of the rubble; would Kasumi notice him?

@anothered@Lewascan2
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I don't think you need to wait for me, no? Our characters are no longer in the same place, like Satoshi had left for the T&I while Hikari had gone to the woods. I'm probably going to post tomorrow after work. Working on my master's thesis right now. Damned statistics just won't give me a good number lol.

Also @anothered am I understanding correctly that the suna shinobis near Hikari and the rest exploded? Oh also, is Lin's dislike of Hikari just a personal thing or is this something you'd like to work out in our characters backstory?


I'll wait for Lewas, then.
Waiting for @Lewascan2 and @Randomguy.
Oops! Do you want me to reply to the intruder busting out? I thought you were setting up a plot thread. I can add something if you want!


That would be great, yes.
Nothing for Satoshi?
Mission Three - Assault on Jinghong Dam

Jinghong PoW Camp - 10/25/2022, 23:00 UTC+8

The original plan had been to hike up a ridge one kilometer away, where ASEAN helicopters were waiting to take them to safety. But the storm had made such a plan impractical at best, and suicidal at worst, given Ai Chen's choice of 'uniform' to allot to her prisoners. Noel fumed at that, knowing full well that barring a miracle, most of the people they rescued would die of actual natural causes due to the cold and wet conditions.

Myron put a hand on his shoulder, mildly pressing on the damp cloth of his uniform. A sign that he cannot just wallow in indecisive despair when they had all but won, and the ridge where they were to rendezvous with the Laotian and Thai helicopters was still within reach, their pilots choosing to risk everything to save those who were no longer able to save themselves.

Let's go, he thought. The final boss is not Huo Ren or Ai Chen or even Pride himself, but the forces of nature itself.

And as he moved, as he forced himself to put one foot before the other in the squelching mud that stuck to his boots, as he tried to ignore the rain and thunder and the howling air, Noel Alonso knew that they were lucky, lucky to have Qingshe and Ernesto and Nico; Marta and Cristina and Nil.

The storm was peaking, but the search-and-rescue helicopters were still heading for that ridge as planned; their pilots still followed their orders to pick up the thousands of prisoners that had been in that damned PoW camp. At least that place was no longer operational; at least its inmates were free, even if only to perish in water and mud and cold and wind.

Headlights shone in front of him as a pickup truck stopped in front of his party. At first, Noel was afraid that it was one last PLA gambit, but the doors opened to show two Filipino men - Former prisoners of the camp judging by the white gym shorts they were wearing - who gestured to Noel, Myron, and Cristina (who was with them) to come inside, along with Nico and the surrendered Chinese Arms Masters (Han and Wei Rui).

When Noel had driven most of the guards insane, the Prisoners did more than just slaughter their guards; they had also stolen and commandeered the large number of trucks that were inside the Jinghong Dam PoW camps. These were sturdy enough to form an ad-hoc convoy to take them to the ridge/rendezvous point where the Thai and Laotian Air Forces were going to take them home.

Marta, Henri, and Ernesto would also be offered a ride on a commandeered Chinese APC - Thankfully not one of those self-animated ones. This vehicle ought to carry the surrendered PLA guards too, if anyone gave any thought to Liu Xie and Sui Mang.

As for Qingshe, she would receive a signal, from the communications console Huo Ren and Cao Bao had left behind, the one given sapience by Shen Tu. The signal would be followed up by a message: Please... Save my Creator. Not now, but one day.

Unidentified Chinese Military Base - 10/25/2022, 23:00 UTC+8

"I don't care about your threats to animate my household possessions and turn them into murder weapons," Huo Ren said before he smacked Shen Tu across the face, hard enough to knock the young man down to the ground. "I did not get Nico Makri. I did not get Noel Alonso. So I need compensation; a consolation prize if you will..."

Shen Tu spat on his face, then said as he brushed himself off and got up, "I am your aide, not one of your 'toys'. I don't think The Party and the Secretary-General will like it if your 'tendencies' became more public than they already are."

Huo Ren would not be deterred as he stepped towards Shen Tu and said, "And yet, if they become public, you'll carry the shame; I don't need to prove my strength and manliness. You on the other hand don't have any. This means I can do to you whatever I want, whenever I want... But right now, I can see you're stressed out, so I will magnanimously postpone your 'private meeting' with me until tomorrow. Be ready."

Shen Tu whirled away from his would-be tormentor with a "Tch!" as he walked off...

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Uzumaki Ren

Kasumi's response did not completely settle Uzumaki Ren's suspicions, but the boy did not press the issue and instead nodded as she decided to part ways with them for now. Either way, having taken a moment to think before walking to Ichgo's Ramen store, Ren looked at the menu and said to Mr. Ichigo, "I would like a chicken bowl, and I'm also paying for whatever my friend is having."

Ren nonchalantly chatted as he set down a handful of bills, "So, umm, you and Kasu - Haruno - go way back? I noticed she didn't like your 'Chef's Special', or was that just a joke?"

Satoshi Shimura

"No need," Satoshi said to Hikari, "This team is made up of decoys of some sort - The real objective is the Torture and Interrogation Division's HQ. See how they're not moving? They've been paralyzed before you even shot them, or they might be puppets; Suna has those. As it is, keep watch on them while I go."

He could pull rank and give her an order, but he cared enough not to do so that crassly. And so Satoshi began rooftop-jumping, less conspicuously, to the Torture and Interrogation Division HQ, hoping against hope that the real infiltrators from Suna had not broken into the compound yet. It was clear that the infiltrator or whoever sent him had been fed false information by some other party and that his rescuers, though sincere, had been led along by whoever was feeding them part-truths and other misinformation. As the Jounin instinctively sniffed for smoke, he smelt nothing out of the ordinary... For now.

A flash of shadow as he moved closer to the T&I Headquarters, and Satoshi knew it was too late - The infiltrator had been busted out.

He began making hand signs; the first was for a teleportation technique and the second was to slow down time for himself after a certain point so he can use Mirror of Possibilities Jutsu...

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