investigating the under belly [inv only][solo]

Fri Apr 24, 2020 5:34 pm

The sound of cicadas fills the night air as the moon rises in kumo on this solemn night a thin fog had rolled in on the village once more slithering throughout the streets of kumo like some snake carrying with it omens of bad tiding. Kumogakure seemed a little more darker than usual on this night , it had been three days since Hanshi located a lead on a kult that had made it’s home in the deadly poison swamp that lay near Kumo's farmland. Things in kumo seemed to slow down for him after that night , he had yet to go and give his report to the higher up’s as he didn’t know where the kage was or who was second in the rusting chain of command. The boy he brought back was a child of the hyuga clan apparently , it so happened that a slew of genine had been sent along with him and now there was a possibility that a rescue mission would need to be mounted to retrieve the bodies of the children should they be dead.

Hanshi had taken residence in a tree outside the boy’s window about fifteen feet away from the building , the tree wasn't gargantuan in size but it was large enough and sturdy enough to support his weight. He leaned against the trunk of the tree, his right leg on the branch while his left dangled from the branch. His choice in clothing also gave him the ability to act quickly , he could easily fall forward or backwards to descend to the ground rapidly which would also allow him to dodge if he felt an oncoming attack from the shadows. As a ninja of the mighty nation of lightning he needed to be vigilant at all times , lest he was caught unaware and made to suffer the consequences

WC: 306

Fri Apr 24, 2020 5:35 pm

Hanshi would give a little “hmph” as he looked up at the cloudy night sky . an assortment of clouds sailed through the heavens revealing a blanket of stars behind them and every now and then the moon would cast it’s light upon the land , this created a contrast in his eyes as he was both trying to perceive what lay in the shadows and light. If he focused too long on things in the light he would lose track of the many things that lurked in the shadows as his eyes took longer to adjust to the dark than light. The same could be said for those on the moral scale as well , hanshi himself didn't care much for good or evil he instead sought to exist in the delicious shade of grey as it allowed him the most freedom.

Hanshi would reach his left bandaged hand behind him into his weapon pouch , he would pull out the blood stained kunai he used down in the catacombs below that mansion. He hadn't bothered cleaning the blood off the kunai or the green and yellowish liquid off of it , There was no real reason for not cleaning the kunai he was just in a rush getting the child back images of that drunken blow hard came rushing back to him thinking about all the women and children who that bastard tortured how many lives had he brought before that cult only to be swept away.

Hanshi would at his eyes with his left arm stopping the flow of searing hot tears , for he did not cry for the man's death but for the fact he could only kill him once such was the folly of slaying the mortal man.

WC:288

Fri Apr 24, 2020 5:37 pm

Hanshi himself was by no means a saint he had killed his fair share of people before becoming a kumo nin , though he only took contracts for individuals that stained the earth with their vile actions such was his code. He hadn’t strayed far from it when he became a shinobi but he learned when it came to his duty certain things had to be cast aside , for his life was no longer his own he belonged to the land of lightning till the day his body returned to the earth.

Hanshi would remain in that tree till morning came and with it the blistering heat of the sun over the horizon , he didn’t sleep much that night haunted by the memories of all those corpses he saw. The mere thought made his stomach roil like an active volcano; he could taste the foul stench of decay , images of the mutilation flashed before his eyes .Most were lying decapitated and mutilated on the ground. Their insides had been drained down a grating, and all been accumulated into one thick rotten gooey substance below. While others were hanged in their limbs or miniature cages or left stretched or impaled on varieties of torture devices with their insides crawling down the machines from their skin.

His stomach would win the battle this time as he lurched over the side of the branch , as his dinner was upheaved from his stomach as it rushed forward to freedom flying past his tonsils and blasting from his maw onto the dry grass below.

WC:258

Fri Apr 24, 2020 6:06 pm

After he gathered himself from the horrid mental image once more he would stand and perform the hand sign Kage Bunshin no Jutsu , his dopples would be in two places as he had limited space on his branche and he doubted the branch could support three of him. One clone was inside the hospital room looking at him from the window and his other was on a branch above him. Hanshi didn’t need to issue an order the clones held all his previous knowledge they know thier purpose and what they had to do.

The sound of hanshi’s shoes clicking along the stone streets of kumo would reverberate throughout the area as he strode , Hanshi didn’t dare go back to that large cavernous area beneath the farm lands of kumo not yet anyway. One thing Hanshi had learned during his time as a bounty hunter was this , you find some of your best leads in the most avoided areas and in this case the alleyways of kumo held the information he sought. Hanshi would do his best to avoid streets with street lights or lanterns as he was searching for the areas that the scum and impoverished lived , he would follow the smell of smoke ; the reason for this was due to the fact the homeless tend to start dumpster fires in the ally’s to keep warm in many ways hanshi admired their injunuity. After all The climate of Lightning Country is mostly long and cold during the winter. The average temperatures are around the in the low -40s to high 20s F. As with most northern continental climates, it snows quite often especially during the late nights and early morning. (this is wiki information).

WC:285

Fri Apr 24, 2020 7:07 pm

He would begin diverting his path and head down the winding maze of alleyways no longer on the main road , the smell of spilled cheap boose and urine hung in the air the closer he got. The further in he went the more he noticed the piles of trash began to look more and more like people and that they where either sleep or tracking him with their eyes. He would begin walking more lightly not wanting to draw more attention to himself than he had to. Hanshi would quickly flip his headband he was using as a belt around his waist hiding the cloud insignia no reason to make himself an even bigger target. He would follow the smell of smoke and as he drew near he would soon find himself in a small clearing in the ally way , where he would stick to the shadows a small circle of homeless people where huddled around a metal barel that held within a roaring fire.

They didn’t seem to be aware og his presence for now he would simply observe these street urchins , hanshi would make his way to a shadowy corner and crouch down refusing to sit as the smell of urine in this corner was almost unbearable. ‘The things i do for kumo’ he would think to himself as he honed his ear to the small group , there where three men and one woman all huddled around the flame. The three men looked very unremarkable scrawny and sunken eyes clothes tattered patch work monstrosity , and the woman seemed even worse off all he could describe her ass would be a fat greasy liver with a cats hairball on it’s head dressed in a potatoe sack.

WC:285

Fri Apr 24, 2020 7:44 pm

One of the men would produce a flask from his tattered patch work shirt , most likely a memento from easier times in his life he would lean his heade back drinking deep from the flask a little bit of it’s content’s dribbling down the side of his filth cover lips. “Thats the stuff!” he woud exclaim with a relived sigh passing the flask around. He would look side to side as if worried someone might be listening in on what he had to say. “You guys heard from wamu lately? There’s a lot of rumors going around about him..” he would say a hint of worry in his voice. The man who had gotten the flask next would cough furiously not covering his mouth as he did so while passing the flask to the next guy “nah man aint heard from him in a while , rumor has it some guys been coming roud taking people they dont seem to have a target they just take….” he would say looking deeply into the fire.

The next guy wouldnt drink from the flask passing it on to the woman next to him , “.i heard the same thing….they say anyone who gets taken is dragged out to the old manors near the swamps something about sacrifices and dryed up water wells reason so many of us gave up on the farms walking dead arent a problem but uppity religious fanatic’s are a big one!” he would say with convection in his voice. Hanshi would count himself lucky upon hearing about multiple entrances.

WC:260

Sat Apr 25, 2020 10:24 am

Hanshi’s stomach began to roil once more when he gazed upon this fat woman she look…...for better lack of words almost inhuman. She was so fat that her nose looked more like a lump with slits. Her skin was shining in the light of the red flames unsure weather it was grease , dirt or sweat in her case it was probably all of the above in this case. Her face looked like she slammed it into brick walls as a hobby lucky for hanshi the rest of her was underneath a moth eaten cloak. He would poise his ear as the fat woman drank heavily from the flask “ heh yeah i heard about him not from him , same story about the wells and abandoned houses of nobles back in the farm country few people really know whats happening but i think this is a plot to kill all the low class of slowly” she would say in a rather amused tone.

She would then tilt her nose or what little of a nase she had twoard the sky , “but a dilcate flower such as myself would never be captured ..” she would chime in causing the three men to break out into laughter , somthing that hanshi could appreciate as they looked so much less burdened when they smiled. “They’d have to be able o fit you down tat well first but even then i dont think they’d be able to drag you out of this alley!” one of the men would exclaim through his fits of laughter.

WC:257

Sat Apr 25, 2020 11:55 am

Hanshi would stand sticking to the walls of the alley leaving with his head hung as to hide the closed lip smile he had on his face , he had his next lead and got a bit of a funny show at the end kumo had all types of characters it was refreshing to see that even the downtrodden could stifle a laugh for themselves when it came to trying times. Hanshi would hum a simple toon to himself as he exited the alleyways the navy hair shinobi would make his way back to the hospital as he still needed to guard his charge last thing he wanted was for the cult to try and tie any loose ends and come for the boy.

Luckily for him his clones hadn’t been dispersed meaning that they either won any altercation , or that no one had attempted to make a move on the boy’s life. ‘One thing still bothers me is that i dont know why or how this cult was formed , by word of mouth they where formed for the worship of biju and thier vessels…..but what in the hell would a biju wanted with tortured and slewn children!?’ he would think to himself as he moved about the streets of kumo deep in thought “of all the places for shit like this to happen it had to be kumo” he would sigh out questioning no one in paticular maybe god if there was one if he did one thing was for sure...that bastard had a sick sense of humor.

WC:260
TWC:2201
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22 stats
Fuuton: Dust Cloud Technique [B-Rank] (1103/1500)+ 397 = (1500/1500)
Black Lightning [A-Rank][500 /2,500]
Lighting Pulse [D-Rank][500/500]
Arcing Lighting[A-Rank][1/4000]
Nukite: Spear Hand [B-Rank][500/500]
Chakra Supression [304 / 2000]