Needle in a haystack

Youka sat on his desk with a sad look on his face as if he had previously refreshed his page and lost all two thousand words he had posted earlier. He was trying to work on his new item which needed him to apply his own chakra to it and it would work as a transmitter and receiver to allow him to keep tabs on his targets and follow them to the ends of the earth. Everything he was doing tied into his new jutsu he was working on and he needed each part of this plan to be perfect or as he kept saying, everything would fall through and he would be shot down before he even began.

Maku was relying on Youka to ensure he could handle his parts of the planning and the jutsu crafting, he had to be sure he didn't disappoint or come up lacking in any way. They both were putting so much on the line for this plot to work but nothing more important than their pride. They could both die, but as long as their pride was intact it would be considered a success. The needles that were on the desk were medical needles very fine in diameter and used mainly for acupuncture. He would use these to apply various levels of chakra into the needles before flicking them at the wall across the room.

These would be the needles he would use to puncture the memory cortex of his intended target. They would allow him to always know where they were and ensure they never left his range. Now all there was left to do was for him to practice inserting these needles into Yorice's brain through his skull. That would be another day however, he was done for the day and he would take some time to perfect these needles before continuing on with his jutsu training.

WC 320
(Exit)
TWC towards sleeper jutsu 3003

approved, but next time please put some effort into your posts. I mean honestly this was shit to read, and kind of a waste of my time. So yea, get your shit together, man up, and make a decent post every once and a while.