D-Rank: Art Thief (P, IO, NK)

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Bar waited on top of a nearby roof, his Byakugan activated. Researching the patterns of the art thief's "attacks" narrowed the location of his next target to two possible houses. Bar was covering one, and Goon was stationed at the other. They both had throat-mikes, so they could communicate. "All quiet over here. You?"

"Yeah same over here, this village has too many thieves,' Goon said thinking, just catching them and throwing them in jail, doesn't seem to work or get them to stop. They were like weeds remove one and two more sprout in its place. The best way to get rid of weeds was to kill them, but Goon couldn't just kill the thieves, some of them just do it to make ends meet for their families and Goon was ok with that, but then you got the others who just do it to do it and that's something that pisses Goon off. He's had a couple of ruins with those types, and they were nothing but weak, cocky assholes who like to outnumber people in fights.

Bar saw movement at the edge of his vision, and narrowed his focus. Dark clothes, nervous energy, large bags... Looks like they finally decided to show up. "I got a 4-man cell headed my way, get over here."

Goon dropped from the tree he was sitting, the moment Bar finished his sentence. "On way," he said, and raced down the block, heading to Bar. He cut through a few alleyways, turned a couple corners, and slowed down when he was right around the corner from the place. "Right around the corner," He would say just before he turned it, and made his way down the street trying to look like a civilian, and not draw a lot of attention.

One of the art thieves looks at Goon nervously, but all four pause for an instant, sizing him up... Which was when Bar struck. Dropping into the middle of their formation, Bar unleashed the full fury of the Sixy-Four Palms! Two, two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two! All fours' limbs were paralyzed, and they slumped to the ground, revealing Bar's triumphant glee. Picking the skinniest of the team, Bar took out a kunai and tapped it against the thief's belly. "Tell me where you hid the goods, or I start performing forbidden feng sui on your internal organs. If you lie, you die slowly, and I ask someone else. Tell me the truth, and you can probably still make dinner time at the Tenga Minimum Security Jail. Choose wisely."

Bar had paralyzed the hell out of the four men, the slight distraction seemed to have worked. As the men focused too much on Goon. He made his way over to the Hyuuga, who was questioning one of the men, for some reason the guy didn't seem scared, like he had something up his sleeve, and stuck out what would be his tongue, to show a stub where it was cut off. "What the hell!?! I don't think he could speak even if he wanted to Bar." One of the other men opened their mouth, "Why would we tell you, we dont snitch, anyways we pawned most that stuff already, and it's not like you ninja can really do shit." He sniped, Goons reaction was out of his ordinary vibe, as he foot met with the smartass's face, and he went to sleep. "Now does anyone else have a comment to say, that doesn't involve with answering his question?" He said, he don't know why he did it, maybe it was the fact he got annoyed with the thieves and thugs thinking they ran things, but who knows.

Bar's facial expression only got colder as Bar inserted the kunai in a very specific place, at a very specific angle. Turns out, you don't really need a tongue to scream. "Your stomach is now leaking into your lower intestine. You have 2 hours to live, more if I get you to a good hospital within the next few minutes. Now, one of you said that you had buyers. I want their names, the location of your hideout, and any other good information you got, or the next one of you gets a combination of stomach acid and fecal matter in your eyes, nose, and mouth, and then stabbed somewhere more creative. You really don't want to be the last one alive, and without anything to share. I can make your last night on this earth the definition of Hell. Goon, hold Tongueless over the other two, and get ready to pour."

Goon stayed silent and picked the tongueless man up and over the two, who looked like they were about to lose their dinner. They were panicking, they didn't know what to do. One opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something, but the words just wouldn't come out. The other shouted, "OK, ok, we'll tell you what we know, don't hurt us. Please!!!" He was pleading for his life, Goon would of died laughing if he didn't have to look so serious at the moment. The thugs always try to act hard until it comes down to doing hard things.

Bar nodded and dragged off the redhaired guy who chose to talk, around the corner, until you couldn't hear what they were saying, just that the guy was talking, and alive. Information was given, names, hideout location, buyers, what houses they hit, which ones they planned to hit next, the knowledge that Tongueless had a notebook hidden in a safe that provided physical corroboration. Once the guy ran out of things to say and started begging for his life again, Bar tapped him on the throat, shutting him up, then dragged him back to the group, sitting him up comfortably. The thug pleaded silently with his eyes at the one who looked like he was almost about to break, he had black hair. Tongueless was blonde, and the last guy, who was unconscious, had brown-greyish hair. Bar forcibly pried open the brown-greyish haired guy's mouth, then the black-haired guy's mouth, checking for tongues.

"You better hope your partner tells him everything he wants or.." Goon paused for a moment to add suspense, as he put tongueless don't next to the others. "you'll find out how much pain the human body can withstand pain, before it loses consciousness. And then you'll be woken up, and do it all over again. It'd be a perfect learning experience for me I wanna learn medical stuff anyways, and pain tolerance would be a good thing to know. Goon was just talking bull, but it seemed to be working, as one of the men seemed to piss on themselves. Bar came back before he knew it, "So did you get all you need?"