Interrogation {B-Rank}

Mission

   Kirigakure needed hands for it's new dirty work. Work that involved enforcing fear within an unfortunate enemy. The poor soul had been captured and brought back to the village alive for questioning. But the soul was too stubborn to speak a single word. He thought holding his tongue would be a clever choice, but the one's who take on the mission will prove otherwise. If only the captive had given the information they wanted the first time he was asked. 

   That is his loss though. Kirigakure wasn't the type of village that shied away from violence if necessary. The mission board displayed the parchment requesting for shinobi that either had a backbone for being threatening, or had an extraordinary charisma to somehow convince the captive that spilling the beans was the best option. 

   One of the shinobi that took the mission would probably leave people feeling dumbfounded. A young genin girl age of seventeen accepted the mission. In normal cases a genin wouldn't be allowed to involve themselves with this high rank of a mission. But Ookami would be accompanied by another shinobi within Kirigakure, who also was interested. After the acceptance of the intimidation mission, the shinobi would be lead to the building that held the captive. The entrance would be guarded by higher ranks, and off limits to civilians and anyone else that didn't have proof of permission. 

   With that the ones who led them showed a document of the mission signature to the guards. The guards stepped aside, and the shinobi was allowed through. After the entrance there was a hall that led back. They passed several doors before coming to a stop in front of one towards the end of the hall. The one who led them hesitated momentarily, before proceeding to enter. Briefly waiting for them to enter before sliding the door shut and moving to stand in front of it. The mission's location was within a dim lit room with cold stone walls. Warmth was absence. In the back of the room against one of the walls was a shackled figure. A hood covered his head to keep him from being completely aware of his surroundings and to introduce discomfort. This was the captive to be interrogated. The guard who stood in front of the sliding door would remain to be of any aid if necessary, and to make sure things didn't get out of hand. 

{WC 402}

Today wasn't the darkest of days in the village hidden in the mist, but it sure came close. It was cloudy, like most of the time, but eerily darker. He heard rumors the previous continent of the village had always been like this as well so not much had changed in that regard. Kizmaru started to think that it wasn't solely the atmosphere responsible for the doom and gloom of this country. Sitting in a tavern he had been lounging around, he figured it was time for him to get off of his lazy ass and take another mission. Having a drink in hand, he figured he'd down it in one go or else he'd quickly change his mind and continue to laze about the tavern so more. After finishing his beverage, he put it down on his tab and left the tavern, heading towards the Kage's office. Placing his hands in his pockets like he normally does, Kizmaru wondered on what kind of jobs would be available. He didn't want to do anything too tedious but at the same time, he didn't want to lose his edge. Quite a predicament he was in but he figured it would sort itself out once he chose a job to take.

Arriving at the Kage's mansion, he met with the receptionist to check what kind of jobs they had posted. Not much in the way of variety but this was to be expected. In the end, he decided to take a job that was pending since it required another person to actually start up the mission. When he took the job, the receptionist began to usher him to another person, turning out to be another shinobi of higher ranking. He was informed this person was the one that would lead him to where the other shinobi taking this mission would be and to follow them. Making his way behind the shinobi, Kizmaru was lead to a secluded building that seems heavily guarded at first glance. The shinobi escort showed the guards in front a document and the guards nodded to each other before allowing both the escort and Kizmaru into the building. The escort led Kizmaru through a series of several doors before coming to a stop in front of one towards the end of the hall they were walking through. The one who escorted him pointed at the door in front as if they were telling him to go inside, which Kizmaru did so. Briefly waiting for them to enter before sliding the door 
 shut and moving to stand in front of it. The location was within a dim lit room with cold stone walls with a shackled figure covered in a hood.

There was another person in the room, a young woman of a slender frame with pale skin and blue eyes. He presumed this woman was his partner but he decided he'd double check to make sure. Introducing himself, Kizmaru said in a low, mundane tone, "Hey, I'm Kizmaru. I'll be your partner for this mission. Let's get this over with so i can go home." He wasn't exactly thrilled to be here but he knew he had to get some things done. With that, he looked over towards the person in question to figure what methods would be suitable to carry out the task at hand.

W.C: 558

The snow woman stood within the dim room. Her seemingly delicate form leaning against the stone wall furthest from the prisoner. Her cold crystal hues watched the shackled figure that remained mute after her entrance. Wondering if he must be sleeping or completely careless of what went on within his surroundings. Her eyes traveled from his hooded head, down to his cold bitten toes. His skin showed no injuries of sort to indicate that any interrogation had taken place before now. Meaning that the dirty work had truly been left upon them to take care of if it came to become necessary. 

   It wasn't long when the sliding door opened once again and another shinobi stepped inside. Her eyes remained on the hooded captive, until she heard a voice direct towards her. It was then that she allowed her eyes to glance upon the new stranger. Listening to his words as she nodded in a slight response. She took his words as permission to begin their task. "I'm Ookami..." her eyes quickly looked down towards the floor, as if suddenly shy. She pushed herself from the wall she was leaning on and continued with her response. "I appreciate your assistance. You made it possible for me to acquire a more exciting mission." As she finished speaking softly, Ookami made her way towards the hooded captive. Her hand suddenly grasped at the neck of the man shackled to the wall. Causing a sputter of shock at the unexpectency of her actions. She was careful not to apply much force against his esophagus, for now. She was merely pinning him against the stone wall for now. "Don't worry, I plan for this to be over fast. Now how would you prefer to do this." She next actions depended on her partners response. 

{WC: 300}
{TWC: 702}

The woman had voiced her name as 'Ookami', which he thought was a cute name but nonetheless, he was here for a job. She gave her appreciation for his assistance but just shrugged it off as if he didn't do it, they'd find somebody else. They just happened to be the ones paired up for the time being. He then followed his gaze of the slender woman over towards the hooded figure that they were suppose to interrogate, or rather intimidate. Watching has she placed her hand around his neck, Kizmaru smirked a bit at her choice of approach seeing as she was breaking out the big guns from the get go. She then said something about ending this quickly so that he may be able to go home soon or whatever but honestly, Kizmaru would rather be anywhere but home truthfully. Now then, since she delegated the decision of deciding how to do this, he figured he'd go with the good shinobi, bad shinobi routine. Kizmaru decided to walk over towards them himself, with the smirk now gone. He stood close enough to the hooded figure to allow him to basically feel his presence.

 Kizmaru then began to speak in a matter of fact manner, "Hey bud, If you haven't heard, I'm Kizmaru. As you can tell, we're here to interrogate you and let me tell ya bud, everything short of death is on the table. Now we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. The choice is yours. You see, my partner here gets a little, how do you say, gets rough with the touchy feely stuff. Everything can go smoothly if you just tell us what we need to know and then everybody can leave happily, including you, maybe. Well, at least you won't die but for every minute you waste are time, you're gonna wish you were dead." He then smirked to himself and stared to ace loudly back and forth loud enough for the hooded figure to hear him. He may not be able to clearly see him do that per-se but at least if he could hear him walk around consistently, it would freeze his nerves and allow him to make mistakes if questioning ensued. In the end, using violence and torture were always welcomed. He's always wanted to try waterboarding somebody.

W.C: 391
T.W.C: 949

From the way her partner responded to the captive, she had gotten her answer on what method he wanted to run. Unfortunately after everything he said, the culprit still remained silent behind the hood. Her hand still pinning the man against the cold stone wall by his neck. Looks like they was going to have to kick it up a notch or two. Ookami moved her free hand to grip the cloth of the hood,  before ripping it off. Exposing the captive to the shinobis around him. The guard by the door didn't seem to take notice or cared as the hood fell to the floor. 

This allowed Ookami to be able to stare into the eyes of her captive. Allowing her cold crystal hues to narrow, giving off a deadly vibe. "Now you will see that we mean business." Her velvet soft words dripped with the hint of poison. The hand pinning his neck would somewhat start to tighten as she felt her fingers close slightly against the jugular. A familiar sensation began to bubble within the woman as she started to take pleasure in the current situation. "I'd recommend to take my partner's advice. It would be bad for you if I just so happened to switch right now." She spoke the truth and made sure her composure said it all. She could feel the raising of her emotions which indicated one thing. Still she fought to keep those emotions from taking control. She was not to allow herself to completely lose to yurei in this situation. The bubbly feeling and the essence of pleasure still remained underneath her skin but she was still the majority of control. 

"Now... how do you think it would feel to be forced glass dust down your throat. If you resist to speak then might as well take your voice away for good." Her feminine face leaned towards the captive. They would see that her eyes didn't falter, not even for a second, if they was to believe she might to lying. "Imagine the pain as the glass fragments scrape along your esophagus and as you take a breathe, feeling it fill your lungs. You would surely drown in your own blood." 

{WC: 370}
{TWC: 1,072}

Well, he tried, Kizmaru had thought to himself as he continued to pace back and forth around the room. The man doesn't seem like he was going to budge and so, Kizmaru felt like the situation was out of his hands. He tried to offer up a peaceful solution to where the victim would at least get away without and permanant injuries but since he refused to talk and give up the information necessary to guarantee his safety, he simply shrugged and search around for a chair or stool of some kind to sit down on. To no avail, Kizmaru went back to the entrance of the room and signaled the guard at the door to lend him their ear. Kizmaru then told the guard what he wanted the guard nodded before walking away briefly from the entrance, coming back two minutes later with a small stool for Kizmaru to sit on. He took the stool and brought it closer to the scene before sitting down to resume watching the events unfold. The slender woman named Ookami started ti address the captive with a threatening, malicious tone. 

She means business now and all though they had just met, he wouldn't be foolish enough to completely shrug her words off. If anything, Kizmaru would be there in case she got a little too into since they were only suppose to interrogate and intimidate. She then started to spew some creative ideas and methods on how to torture a man which made even him ponder on if he should prevent that from happening. In the end, he default to if it gets out of hand, he'd intervene. He then continued to watch and enjoy the show before he decided it was time again once more to give him one last chance. "Listen man, I'm giving you one last chance to come clean about the information that's being 'politely' asked of you. You're very close to not being able to walk the same way you might be used to all your life, if i were in your shoes, I'd take it," he said being a bit sadistic. Even a guy like him, could enjoy sadism every now and again. That just means he had adapted to the Kirigakure mentality.

W.C: 376
T.W.C: 1325

The woman felt this sensation coursing through her veins. Her partner tried once again to convince the mute captive through the nice way. But yet again no words was uttered by his lips. She felt her switch wanting a chance to go at it. Give him a taste of what Yurei could perform. She knew if she did so that her switch would enjoy herself a little too much. Ookami allowed her fingers to loosen around the man's throat before pushing herself away from him. She stood back with her arms crossed over her chest. Her crystal eyes looked over towards her partner that was now seated within a chair, to the shinobi, and then back at the captive. It was obvious that she was trying to analyze something. Or more she was analyzing things with her switch. She felt the bubbling of Yurei's passion beneath her skin wanting to unleash upon the mute. She was starting to come up with a decision. From within she allowed Yurei to surface a little and leak through. But still kept herself in check. 

The white haired kunoichi glanced upon the shinobi guard that stood in front of the sliding door. Her right hand slid down her thigh to the weapon pouch that straddled there. Her delicate like fingers withdrew a single senbon needle from the weapon pouch. With that she moved back towards the captive like a predator in motion. No doubt her partner would he somewhat alarmed by her sudden actions. But there was no reason for him to try and stop her. The mission did not restrict it. As she approached the captive closely, her free hand would move towards the back of his head. Her fingers weaving into his locks of hair before grasping at it, and yanking his head back. She brought the senbon close to his face. It was now Yurie's turn.

The bubbly sensation grew within her and her somewhat normal, yet cold expression turned into a more devious one. She delicately trailed the point of the senbon softly along the captives cheekbone. "You know you should have listened to my partner." The senbon trailed up towards the corner of his eye. She felt the captive starting to struggle beneath her, but that would only please Yurei more. "You know~  we are allowed to bring a little torture if we must." Her words spoke truth. Even if her partner might be a little weary, the mission parchment listed torture to be allowed. Yurei began to purr like a little kitten. It would be unnerving for most to witness this switch within this white haired woman. Hardly anyone would understand the events that took place that would allow such a change of her composure. "So since you refuse to listen to the easy way my partner is offering, I might as well have a little fun. I've always wondered what it would look like if you pop someone's eye." The words coo'ed from her lips. 

Finally a whimper came from the captives throat as she began to pry his eyelid open. He trembled underneath her hold as his lips spewed the words they was hoping for. With that Ookami took hold and pushed down her switch. Her sadistic posture would seem to evaporate as she released the man and discarded her senbon back into her weapon pouch. She stepped away as the shinobi in the back took their place to questioning the convinced culprit. "Would've saved time if you'd listen to my partner in the first place." 


{WC: 590}
{TWC: 1,662}

Sitting in the stool he had retrieved from the guard, Kizmaru decided he would just sit back and watch. The man thought himself to be made of sterner stuff so naturally, Kizmaru thought he'd standby and watch to see if he could actually take what he's implying. He nodded towards his partner, giving her the 'go ahead' for her to carry out her punishment. He still had slight worry about her going too far and killing the victim since he had just met her today but eventually, he would just decide to watch and see what she was capable of on her own. She had a few words and sentences to give to the man but it was mainly just her chastising the captive about his poor decisions. Deciding the situation was now out of his hands, the five foot eight inch, dark skinned male stood up and decided to leave the room to leave them with some privacy. Even though he said it was okay for him to enjoy some sadism from time to time, now exactly wasn't the time. He nodded to the guard and told him he was going to take a break, heading to the buildings cafeteria if it had one. After grabbing a snack and a beverage of milk, he came back to see if she had finished the job. Regardless of her answer, he decided to call it a day and let her finish up the rest. He gave the man not one chance, but two. But well, there’s nothing he could do, or rather, nothing he wished to exert excessive effort into. He would leave the rest up to his ‘tempered’ partner. 

[Exit.]

Claiming 3100 Ryo, +7 AP
Claiming 4 Stamina
1100 words into Water Prison
500 words into Water Wall


W.C: 279
T.W.C: 1604

In the previous post it hadn't taken the woman long to convince the captive. He already knew that speaking would result to no casualties of harm brought by the ninja of the mist, thanks to her partner stating. He had only needed a little push into believing that Kirigakure is indeed a ruthless place if called for. Of course Ookami wouldn't have actually proceeded to harming him. She only allowed Yurei to resurface a little to bring releastic intimidation and threat. By the time she had allowed her switch to take a little control, her partner had outspokenly left. After that it only took a few minutes for the objective to be reached. By the time her partner had came back to the dim room to check to see if she had finished, he would find that she had already gone and the guard shinobi took their place to finally be able to get some questions answered. After everything had been completed, the woman had no reason for staying any longer and ventured her way home.

|Exit|

{WC: 176}
{TWC: 1,838}

{WC Claims}
+4 Chakra
+278 WC for One thousand needles of death (1,500/1,500) Link 
+1,560 WC for Wind Release (1,560/4,000)

{Mission Claims}
+7 AP
+3,100 Ryo

Yurei, please state how many words from this thread are going into each technique for (future reference)