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KANA KINOSHI

Kana had no time to be aware of the commotion happening not far from him. He had expected that his team mates would take the fight to the enemy and cause them to divide or coalesce but it appeared that team 5 was taking the initiative. He hurriedly dug in his Genin pouch that housed his ninja tools. His hand clasped the familiar shape of an explosive tag. He rolled the flag around the pole tightly and he slapped the tag onto it keeping the flag rolled. Worse came to worse, the young ninja would explode the flag denying the opposite team the victory. In real life, this would equate to a squad having to destroy sensitive information to keep it from falling into the wrong hands.

That task being completed the proceeded to tie some metal wire onto about five of his kunai. He was taking advantage of the little time he had to prepare. His plan may have been too hasty but at least it had drawn the enemy as he had hoped. Now, he just had to keep them at bay while Hoseki and Mizo did the rest. His gaze fell on the opposite team’s flag. It fluttered defiantly behind a female figure. Even from this distance Kana could sense the utter determination and offensive stance.

The young aspiring medic was not very good at taijustu or any sort of fighting but even he could tell that the young woman standing on the opposite side of the field knew her stuff. He smiled at little as she reminded him a bit of Mizo. He would assume the fight be tween the two would be epic. It would definitely cause a major distraction as people would no doubt stop to watch.

He actually hoped for that brawl. Mizo would not be happy until she beat up somebody. His gaze fell towards Hoseki where he now noticed that……A…At…Ataru! Yes that was the boy’s name who he had ran into a few times at the library. Ataru seemed to have slipped. Kana grimaced but knew that the best quality of a ninja was to take advantage of any situation. The young medic was actually a bit jealous that Ataru seemed to be able to use the Shadow clone jutsu. That was something he would hope to add to his knowledge base.

He tightened this grasp on the kunai he held and looked determinately towards the incoming team. He was not really good at rumbling but he was exceptionally well at dodging.

Am I to wait until @Blizz post for Hoseki or should I go ahead?
The young shield hero shrugged as Cole was adamant about the way to subdue the bandit chief. He knew that fighting such a character would be hard but he also knew that Cole was right regarding them being stubborn. Most bandits would double cross you or stab you in the back if they got a chance. Feeling like Cole perhaps felt that he was disapproving of his approach Fer stated matter of factly. “Look Cole, you and Auriel have the means to bring people down by force. If we go toe to toe with them then I will unfortunately have to rely on your skill at getting the job done. That being said, I have your back and will follow your suggestion.”

He gave the Sword an encouraging smile. He spoke his words true. No matter what he felt, he knew that Cole was feeling the most pressure as the De Facto leader of their little group. Close to committing some moral or heinous crime, Auriel would defer to the two. As if on cue, Auriel’s convictions spoke up. Fer was taken aback by her resolution and firmness but smiled at her happy that she would put her foot down if the hero’s started down a wrong path. Even more impressive was her resolution to pass judgment on the bandit leader. Rayla must be a truly despicable person to deserve an unwavering execution edict from Auriel.

Fer watched as she regained composure and furrowed his brows a little. She had not truly open up about herself but something in her past had clearly left a mark on her. The young hero listened to her misgivings and he could not deny he felt like this task came with plenty of strings attached that the trio would have to navigate in order to not spring some sort of trap. As if to validate and assure Auriel that she was not alone on this train of thought he nodded.

The tone suddenly changed as she went from battle hardened angel of justice to Auriel, the holy warrior who had been destined to guide them on their quest. Fer was unsure if the others could see his face redden but he hoped that the melanin in his skin would hide this fact. He was immensely thankful that Cole spoke up. Fer was unsure as to the actual feelings that the winged warrior evoked in him but he knew that he felt a sort of attraction. It could be that she reminded her of his sister. He always had an innate sense of protection for other and while he would also give his life for his Sword Hero companion, he felt that he wanted to protect her.

He cleared his throat and regarded Cole while nodding. “I agree with Cole. Sometimes you have to spring the trap to draw out the one who set it.” Reading between the lines at what Cole had said he continued “We may be nothing more than high profile bait but as long as we know that, we could make plans. Either way, if we end up cleaning up the roads from these bandits, the world will be the better for it. I know that many merchants who I dealt with in the past couple of days voiced their concerns about the danger the roads posed of late. I am sure that the bandits are more than aware that the militia is hard pressed in getting ready to combat the waves.”

He shrugged. “it also could be nothing more than what the emissary said and the king just wants to give us more notoriety.” He stood up and walked with Cole. He decided that not only was it better to change the conversation until they were in a safer spot but also there was something he really wanted to ask. He matched the stride of the Sword and asked “So hey Cole, you keep mentioning Video games. What exactly is that? In my world and where I lived we have things on TV but I am not sure I have ever seen these games on video.” This knowledge might help him understand more of the mechanics of this world. Especially the way his shield is supposed to function and navigating the translucent screen that displays his data.
Vance sorry I have been unexpectedly busy this week wow I’ll post tomorrow
I’m still here just been super busy this week I’ll try to post tomorrow
Lol its not an issue was just joking though I do hope my posts are entertaining. Tips or pointers are always welcomed. I’ll try to get a post up soon.
Lol jeez Vance don’t sound so excited lol.

Fer clapped Cole on the back with a friendly manner after the shadow had disappeared. A smile was present on the young hero’s face. “I have always heard, lead with the tip of the Spear, Fly straight as an arrow, Raise your swords etc. I have never heard anyone following a shield unless that shield is being used as cannon fodder…”

He gave Cole an apologetic look. “Listen, from what I gathered from Marcino, many share his view that I am basically useless and who knows what the Shields of old did to cause others to dislike this particular Legendary artifact”. Fer said raising his jeweled bracer which seemed to whirl with green light as if sentient. “I mean to follow you as an equal but for all intents and purposes it would be best for our small party’s image if people saw you as the figure head.”

The smile reappeared. “Don’t worry if we mess up you can always blame it on me. I am sure that will pacify any dissenter”. He turned and gave Auriel a wink. During his time amongst the city people he had sense some sort of apprehension or even dislike towards him. He had met this with a bright smile and polite manners. He cared not what they thought of him but eventually cooperation would require that they trust him. He was glad his Shield became only a bracer while not in combat. This allowed Fer to hide it if he met a particularly hesitant person. He took none of this personally, short of somebody trying to cause him harm due to the object on his forearm, he could care less.

Fer nodded as he heard Cole’s explanation and logic. He had also inquired about the people, mainly demi humans, who sported a similar tattoo that the young hero assumed was more than ornamental. He had been repulsed at the idea but knew that in his own world, the practice of slavery had been common and widely accepted. He shook his head slightly, the strong will always find a way to oppress the weak. He returned his attention to the present and to Cole. “I do not fault you for thinking like this. It is actually a very logical way to pacify the bandits and to utilize the woman as a skilled servant. However, I have known horses who had broken their own backs trying to be free of the mouth guard and dogs who had effectively choked themselves to death trying to be free. If all gladiators are like Marcino many would rather die than be a slave.”

His face took a pensive look. “I wonder if there was a way to negotiate with the person. Like you said, if she is as skilled as Macino might as well we slit our own throats.” He glanced at both his companions cautiously. “I do not mean to imply that I doubt your skills but hope and trust alone are not good defense against blade and magic.” He looked at Cole’s plate of unfinished food. “Look, finish eating and then we can discuss further on a more open location with less ears.” His voice was low as he looked about. He wondered why the shadow had chosen a crowded tavern full of shady characters to deliver this news. Was this a test to see how effectively and cautious the heroes could be? Where the heroes merely bait that would catch the attention of people working with or for Rayla? Either way, knowing that you are walking into a trap does not make the trap less deadly.

He sat on the seat next to Cole and turned his attention to Auriel. “I am sorry Auriel, you were excited about a quest? Please share with us the details. It must be something really cool if it got you so worked up. I figured sooner or later you would get tired of babysitting us”. He smiled at her broadly his eyes holding a warm regards for his companion.


Fer regarded the emissary with furrowed brow. Everything about her seemed to say shadows and mystery. As if to offset this view, the radiant Auriel entered the noisy tavern with joyful shouts and waving what looked like paper rolled up. Almost as if on instinct, the young Shield hero’s face delivered a smile towards the winged companion. The last few days had found all three of them busy with getting much needed practice. He had tried his best to avoid monopolizing much of her time as Cole seemed like doing things on his own. She had said that she was in the service of all the heroes and Fer did not want a misunderstanding to occur that would alienate either her or Cole.

His wondering mind soon returned to the matter at hand as the shadowy figure continued her request. This made Fer’s eyes slit in distaste and distrust. He was by no means pure and his hands had been stained with plenty of blood. He had somehow felt that in this life or world, he would have to protect people from monsters or demonic beings. He took a deep, audible breath as he reminded himself that humans could be just as monstrous or demonic as any creature they would encounter. Governments always had rebels and bandits to pursue. The young hero had not issues with rebels, as long as they targeted only government facilities but often the ones who took the brunt in such mattes were the regular people. Bandits on the other hand were fair game. Predators of the innocent, Fer had no love for cowards. Rebels at least fought for an ideal, however wrong it may be. He had no issue with bringing a bandit leader to justice but assassinate was perhaps the wrong word. This implied covert, shady dealings.

Fer issued a nod as a second to Cole’s question. Bandit chasing required time and resources which would tax their already compressed timeline before the arrival of the first wave. This Rayla Winters must be good at hiding or good at disposing of people if she had evaded capture for so long. The response the shadow, as fer began to refer to her in his mind as the emissary had not provided any name, was logical and very political. The king, young as he was, obviously knew how to play to his strengths. This assignment would kill three birds with one stone. It would eliminate the threat of bandits. It would send the message that not only the Heroes but the King who commanded such Heroes had the populous best interest in mind and three it would test the hero’s skills and loyalty towards the king.

The young Shield hero almost smirked. Very clever of the king, he would have to remember that in his dealings with the young monarch. He turned to Cole after his companion had addressed him with a question. “As I told you before, I will follow were you lead. I think that the question as to whether we are ready or not will be evident after the mission. I am sure Marcino, if he is not also coming, will be glad to be rid of us weaklings for a bit. I just hope that we finish this quickly with no serious injuries before facing the waves.” He turned towards the shadow. “I am sure his majesty will be pleased to know that the heroes are always ready to help.” He bowed his head slightly towards the shadow.

He eyed Auriel as if to study any sort of recognition the winged warrior would have of this shadow in front of them or the name of the bandit leader. Being a local, they would have to rely heavily on her knowledge and socializing skills with the locals. He knew from personal experience that a bandit with a good network would be like a ghost if one could not sway information their way. Thankfully, he had eaten a very healthy lunch on his way back from selling his share of the loot when he turned to Cole. “I am ready when you are. I think the sooner we finish with this business, the sooner we can return to sharpening our skils”.
Not an issue, I get busy sometimes too so I understand
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