Enough Distractions [Hunter]

Mission:

Honey Bunches growled, throwing his head into the earth and letting out a pathetic whimper.

On account of being unable to properly filter and recognize many of the scents around him, he was always in a state of lost focus, his busy mind using his body to fill its void of curiosity, the different textures of the buildings against the streets a deliberation that took its time to sprout as he was already plenty busy pulling weeds and pulling kids out of potentially life-threatening scorpion pits.

Shielding his hand from the sun, he began to ponder.

The rumors he heard as a student made this wonderful village sound as if it were home to nothing but murderers and black market thugs, but everything Honey Bunches had experienced up to this point has been the opposite. He recalls the collection of characters he had met recently, and could not pick a single one of them as unsavory. Someone that stuck out in his mind however was the man who had served them treats.

As if some memory was on the edge of his mind, it danced there taunting Honey Bunches with its unreachable wisdom. If only he could remember where he had seen him before, perhaps he would then understand why he wished so much to talk with him.

Honey Bunches sighed, pulling out a punch card and checking the addresses carefully, closing out some of the final missions available on his portfolio. He checked again, and smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Touching a hand to his neck, he sniffs the air, leaning up against a building and surveying the area around him.

Behind him there is a great building, and in its shade it seems Honey Bunches has found himself in some sort of pathway within the village. The streets were surprisingly empty for what felt like midday.

However, the true hour was much later, and it would not be long until the streets darkened.

“I swear, where is that ghost mission I accepted?” He growled in frustration, losing track of his surroundings and ended up more than twenty meters away from where he was hanging idle.

The ghost mission did not exist, and neither did Honey Bunches patience. Letting out a steaming growl he started to make his way in one direction or another.

He was in a state of focus in which he could notice a person, but the streets were so empty that every time he quickly turned his head to the side to eye them up, the examined pedestrian would either scream, run, or do both in reaction to his terrible body language.

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Nature Points: 1/6
AP: Full

CURRENT STATS:

Spoiler:

A girl, approximately 5 feet, 7 inches tall, could be observed strolling through the streets of the outer banks of the village in search of someone particular. Her skin complexion was pale and fair and her hair long and jet black. Her facial expression at most times was annoyed and she often found herself the victim of people telling her to smile more, but it wasn’t her fault that her face was what others may refer to as a resting bitch face. She wore a white collared shirt underneath a fitted black blazer with a skinny black tie loosely tied around the collar of her shirt. Along with her attire she wore a pair of tight black pants and black boots.
 
The sun was beginning to set, but it would be at least a few hours before it would retire and give up its place in the sky to its sister the moon. As Miu strolled along, she would notice that the village was especially empty today, but she was not as dissatisfied as usual as she was able to enter the village relatively easily due to the fact that they did not discriminate against missing ninja. In fact, such a courtesy had made the girls day so she decided that maybe, just maybe, she would not kill someone today- as long as they complied that is. Miu would pull a dingy photo from her pocket of a headshot of a person she was searching for, studied it for a moment, and then continued to walk with it still between the fingers of her dominant right hand.
 
About 20 minutes later, the Uchiha would finally stumble upon someone who also appeared to be wandering the streets with a similar description to the person in the picture she was currently holding. Now standing 20 meters away from the male, she would raise the picture once more, observe the male, and then decide that it was good enough before tossing the picture away onto the ground. Miu took a few steps forward, closing the gap to now 15 meters and halting. “Hey you!” she yelled out to the stranger. “You’re Gordon right?” Miu would continue to study the man with her sharingan, looking for any signs of hostility in his body language although she had done nothing up to this point to provoke such a behavior.
 
If he did not respond right away, she would continue to wait to see how he would react. If he did confirm his identity, she would continue. “Hey listen, someone really hates you and they gave me a decent amount of Ryo to travel to this dingy village to kill you, but I have a proposition for you… I’m having a good day today so instead of me killing you… how about you just hand over all your belongings so that I can prove to the person who hired me the deed was done and I’ll let you leave with enough clothes to retain your dignity, as long as you promise to cut town and get as far away from here as possible and never come back.” Miu would now finish speaking. In truth- she did not truly care what his decision was. If he decided to give up his belongings or if he decided to die at her hand both the outcomes would be the same to her. “So, what’s it going to be?”
 
WC: 569
AP: 800 – 10 Sharingan = 790

Honey Bunches sees an amazing patch of grass, and as he watches it twist in the wind he smells something new, and Honey Bunches was excited. Rubbing his hands together, he followed the new smell, and heard it’s voice.

‘Gordon?’ He thought to himself, and he started seeing red as his past started flooding through his mind a mile a minute. At this point the slightest threat would send him into a heated frenzy, but this was only shown through the nature deep within him, hungering.

He appeared calm as he watched the gentle wind blow through the ninja’s clothes, her long shadow reaching back behind her, the man greatly entertained by her proposition and the sight of a young woman.

“Yes.” Is all he states about his identification. His face starts to flush as he starts thinking about how much he loves women, and he suddenly feels a little strange, before remembering that his name was Honey Bunches, and anyone that would know him by Gordon would be put to death, regardless of his passion.

He listens carefully, watching her hands and legs specifically for any sign of attack. [The sleeves were cool and flowy, extremely entertaining to the demon within.]

It was obvious that he seemed to be an easy mark, and he couldn’t determine why. Perhaps it was that he seemed free, the man always going through the village as if he were safe. It seems this casual lack of concern was not deserving, and Honey Bunches remembered that he had spent his entire life preparing to slaughter the scum leaving bodies to rot on the streets.

Although she was understated in her beauty and confident in her proposition, Honey Bunches could appreciate people from all walks of life, and he gave her a huge smile.

The 15 meter distance between them seemed as familiar as the back of his own hand, the buildings surrounding them varying between 10 meters tall and 5 meters tall, it felt as if they had found their own arena. There was an exit where the opposite ninja had come from, as well as behind Bunches leading to another street.

“I like your gumption, appleseed!” He decrees, standing with his arms crossed.

“I think I will! Here, take em!” He gives two thumbs up, with each hand throwing two kunai towards her core, left side first, then right side second. Without any moment to spare his right hand got to work drawing a Lycan Spine blade, his left hand drawing more throwing weapons. He would dash 5 meters towards her and prepare to avoid pain or block with his arm, if dodging successfully he follows with slamming his weapon into the ground. He sent a shockwave in a 17 meter diameter around him at 50 speed, breaking the ground beneath him and damaging the buildings surrounding them with its great force. If the quakes struck his opponent, it would send her flying ten feet into the air, a perfect spot for Honey Bunches to litter her body with 3 more shuriken and prepare to put her into mortal condition with his dual blades as she flung about helplessly in the air.

If this attack missed however he would instead draw his second blade, keeping their distance where he had a slight advantage, about 10 - 15 meters in a defensive stance and wait tentatively, keeping his eyes trained on her arms for signs of hand seals or weapons hidden within her long sleeves.



Nature Points: 2/6
AP: 634/674
Earth Shaker A rank, post 1/2 duration
3/5 kunai left
2/5 shuriken potentially left

Miu knew that she was not the most threatening looking criminal, but typically when a target noticed her sharingan, it was enough to strike fear in their eyes. However, this individual appeared rather happy to see her. He confirmed his identity and that was good enough for her, regardless of whether he decided to go down the easy way or the hard way.
 
The next thing he said made Miu’s skin crawl. The man’s dictation was rather disturbing, along with his worn-down appearance. She shot him a disgusting look in reaction to him referring to her as Appleseed. After that comment she had made up her mind that she needed to put the man to rest. The Uchiha’s eyes watched carefully as the man retrieved two kunai and released them towards her. Miu would use her sharingan to track the trajectory of the weapons and upon the kunai being released, Miu would step a meter to the right, successfully getting out of harm’s way and then begin back peddling to put additional distance between the man.

As she began back peddling, she would complete two hand seals (Dragon-Hare). Now the man would strike the ground with his weapon, Miu would continue her back pedal, maintaining a 16M distance from the man, then wave her hand in a horizontal fashion towards him, although despite her hand motion, no visible reaction would appear to him- this was due to the unique nature of the jutsu she used. The moment her hand motion ended, a power and sharp wave of compressed wind would be released (5CM Thick, 2M Wide) and travel towards him.
 
Once the wave was released, she would change her back pedal into a side run and begin working her way around the 16M distance to right of the man’s current location. As she ran, she would flick her hand 4 times consecutively in the same motion she did the first time, releasing 4 more sharp waves of wind towards the man with a horizontal trajectory aimed at his chest. At this point, he would have several blades of wind all coming at him from slightly different angles ranging from directly in front of him and to his left and Miu would continue her side run until directly to his left or until his actions changed. 
 
WC: 361
TWC: 930
 

Spoiler:

Holding his guard, he gasps as he feels a slice pass easily through his guard, the attack not physical or visible. “Cheater! You goddamn cheater!”

He lets out a screaming roar as he transforms into his Lycan Form at 190 speed, moving to cut her off at the same rate as she continues to run around the circle of shockwaves.

She was almost but not quite at the very edge of the effective range, it seemed as if there were a few spots that were still affecting the terrain, and as he noticed a bit of earth tremble around her feet he took the chance to swing out his 2 meter long arm and let out a howling shriek, his black fur like blades rippling through the air to crush her in half with the Lariat at 145 speed 110 strength, performed with his free left arm cutting her dance around death short.

This did not defend him from all the strikes however, as all together from the first strike and three more as he charged with the Lariat, he would take 220 - 50 DR damage [170 damage], but at no small cost to his opponent in the end.

If she were in one piece he would grab her neck with the claws of his left hand and impale her with the 10cm wide blade at 100 sharpness as he held her in the air. He would repeat this action as many times as it took. The 9ft4 wolf, hissing, wordless as he took this life. He would throw his head back and howl into the slowly creeping dusk; Moving forward the combat brought visions of his past dancing once again on the edges of his memory as he patches his wounds.

250 of 1268
Nature Points: 1/6
AP: 554/674
HP: 170 damage taken, 130 health remaining

1 roll of bandages potentially used to stop any bleeding.

Lariat -40 AP
Werewolf Tranformation Controlled Booster -1 NP, -40 AP
Earth Shaker 2/2 post duration, shockwaves ended

Miu watched as her attack impacted the man, sure it would be enough to take him down, but what happened next, she was not expecting as the man began to transform into some sort of beast. This action would cause her to change her previous course and instead of maintaining her trajectory that was outside the range of his ground shaking attack, she would instead begin to immediately back pedal, putting space between her and her target so that she could prepare some sort of action to deal with the sudden changing in situation.
 
Miu would gulp as she would realize that the beast was now moving towards her with killing intent at a speed so fast that she would have just enough time to launch a single attack in the hopes of finishing her opponent off. Miu would create 2 hand seals (Snake-Ram) and following the completion would raise her right hand to her mouth and expel a fiery ball (5M In Diameter). If the beast did not change his course, then he would most definitely run right into the fiery ball and hopefully burn up. Now Miu was hoping that there would be enough left of the man to claim her reward for taking him out.
 
WC: 208
TWC: 1138

Spoiler:

Suddenly, the only sight that Honey Bunches can see is a blinding light, the swirling reds and oranges filling his heart with joy, the type of joy Honey Bunches would only experience enveloped in a warm laugh with his friends, or the sweet taste of a drink made extra strong. Feeling this, the wolf felt disgusted at the touch of the mortal that caged him, and instead focused on the searing pain and the fur singed from his hide.

Breaking through the fireball, there was no remorse in the wolf’s sick stare and he broke through to his target with no further distractions

As the hit struck its mark, the wolf and Honey Bunches saw his opponent and inside him flashed some emotion as he felt her break in half under his arm, the sick movement fluid as if it came out of a box. As the ninja dropped to the ground, the only natural thing that came was to pick it up, Honey Bunches folding it in his huge arm. Cradling the corpse in a manner that was almost mournful, hanging its great head and staring deep into the eyes of the dying Uchiha.

“I’m sorry, little one.” The wolf whispered, unaccustomed to the emotions of mortals. In this new light the wolf felt as if he did not deserve his power, and that his strength being used to crush someone who he deemed as innocent of their indiscretions. Now, it was the searing rage that hid on the backburner, and Honey’s gentle heart broke at the sight of what he had done.

The control that he now felt was nothing like how he used to be, and with these thoughts came reflections, piecing together what felt like a memory.

{{There was never any clean movement to his fighting. Wolf, or human, he would swing his arms wildly and cheer, getting beaten almost every time by his master or his opponent. This left him low in his class, and outcast from sheer lack of technique. Every time Gordon would master something, he left it in his training room. Every chance he got on the field was a chance to entertain, yet he did not get approval.

Childish in nature and at heart, there was seemingly no future for this ninja within typical Taijutsu academia.}}

These memories and more flooded through, but they left the wolf feeling unsatisfied, as if he wasn’t thinking hard enough. Screaming into the night, and letting out a mighty wail, the wolf realized that it had found itself far from his original location, his opponent dead, folded in his huge arm. The blood pouring down his arm gave him enough of a reality check to understand his surroundings, and also understand that he had a shot at honoring this poor woman, even if it was rushed.

{{“Don’t you remember what I taught you?” A kick to the side of Gordon reminded him that he wasn’t supposed to stand in the hole when digging, even if he couldn’t reach. Kicked out of the higher academia and as such lacking any form of sand release, the digging in the pits of outskirt Wind Country was a laborious task that was only accentuated by his need for speed, and the dangers that come with sharp tools and the dark.

As he stepped out of the 3 foot deep pit, the tall ninja that stood before him formed some hand seals Gordon knew nothing of, and made the sides of the pit stable. Gesturing, Honey Bunches reached in with the shovel, laying on his side so he could reach. Falling in head first and risking a bad cut on the shovel, he heard his mentor laugh at him, and a corpse fell down on top of the boy.

Screaming, the boy cried out and that only caused his mentor to laugh harder, dumping a bucket of liquid on him before throwing the second and final corpse, this one split vertically.

Covered in fluid and guts, Gordon pulls himself out of the pit and gasps, this behavior par for the course. Gripping his shovel firmly in his hand, he begins to cover the bodies in sand, slowly with the progress speeding as the ninja stops concentrating on keeping the hole firm.}}

Looking down at the ground, Honey Bunches touches the soft, grassy patch of land beneath a huge Baobob tree, and looks around, before using his claws to begin digging. His progress goes slowly, but as he advances deeper into the earth he runs into a great root, deep beneath the soil. Digging around it proved difficult. As he finally dug deep into the ground, he was dumbstruck by another memory.

{{“Why do you keep flinching?” The much older ninja looked at Gordon, shaking his head. “Ol’ Carrot must have really done a number on you. It’s fine though, he ended up dying in a raid the other week. Damn kids and their recklessness.” The old man laughs, as Gordon eyes him up suspiciously. He still had headaches from getting whacked, and this friendly demeanor could only lead to comfort, which would lead to betrayal.

“Look, we just have to dig this shit up. Ol’ Carrot’s been murdering folk and burying them in the wastes. It rots underground and poisons the soil. You can see why we don’t want that around here right? I’m going to need you to dig it up son. Say, why are you looking so sick?”}}

Honey Bunches stares deep into the earth, and instead puts all of her clothes by the root, taking her note and ripping it into strips. Digging around the nice lands in the Wind Country he managed to find enough wood to create a small border, the only thing missing stones. Digging a pit into the earth, Honey felt comfortable that he would not spread the fire much beyond this circle. Sticking his bounty note within and using some two hand stick magic, he set a fire alight and slowly built it within the pit, staring sadly at the two pieces in front of him.

Every wolven instinct in his mind told him to feast, and every human instinct in his mind told him that he had fucked up. For some reason, he felt in himself that nobody deserved such a fate, the fact of her attack on him totally irrelevant in his mind. Touching a hand to his face, he let the claws drift down his wolf face and down his markings, staring deep into nothing.

{{Rip. Cut. Rip. Leap. Jump. Return. Cut. Bite. Gnash. Kill. Fight. Return. Kill. Kill. Kill.}}

Before he knew what had happened, he was covering the land beneath the mighty root with dirt once more and patting it flat, sighing at the sad grass destroyed on the disturbed soil. Stretching his body, for the first time before his fight he felt hurt bad, and once more he saw his human hands in front of him. Throwing himself to the ground in a sit, he hung his head low and let out gasping breaths, the recent battle taking its toll on his body and his mind, the searing pain of burns and cuts dulling his senses enough to keep him in a pit of agony.

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130 - 50 health from Fireball, 70 health total

Skills:

A horrified expression would come over the Uchiha’s face as the beast would burst through the fire ball, her jutsu charring the monsters hide, but not slaying the beast. He would close the distance with a single arm extended and make contact with her chest. Due to the superior strength of the monstrosity, the beast would fold the girl’s body in half as if it were paper. Miu would feel the beasts arm compromise the integrity of her sternum and then her spine would snap immediately after resulting in her body going completely limp.
 
[Miu dies via Lariat]

WC: 98
TWC: 1236

2K Ryo = 10450 New Total
10 Mission AP = 10 New Total
24 Bonus AP = 110 New Total


1236 towards Changing Med spec to Genjutsu

Finally, it was over, and Honey Bunches felt relief, then pain once more washes over him. Standing up and using his drawn sword to hold himself up, he regains his balance and sheaths his weapon, covered in blood looking down at the ground beneath him. Looking up again to the sky, he makes his way towards his his previous location of battle, sorting through and collecting his thrown weapons, making sure the damage wasn’t too noticeable. After this he would head home or to a hospital where he can rest and regain his strength. He had never taken this much damage in a fight before, and it felt like he really tested his luck in this battle. Luckily, the training he had been completing in the weeks leading up to this moment had prepared him, as well as the sick training of his past.

Remembering now, he recalls killing quite a lot of people as if he were a hunting animal, treading through the night. He knows he was not alone, but for what purpose this served in the bigger picture Honey Bunches did not know. Every path that he had taken so far had an air of peace to it. The threats of this city seemed to be hidden within the hearts of those who had it out for him, and Honey thought he had forever lost them.

The size of Sunagakure was no match for the hunt of assassins, and Honey feared that this would not be his last encounter with a possibly deadly ninja. Watching the buildings pass by, he finally found himself in front of the hospital, where he entered without much celebration.

Pushing his way past a stack of wheelchairs, he sighed and found a place for him to rest, darkened and in silence, without enough dust to disturb his senses. Looking out the window in the night sky above, Honey Bunches let himself slowly drift into his slumber without a care in the world, his wounds bound and his body on the mend.

2800 used, 18 discarded

+4000 ryo + 100 genin bonus, 28300 new total ryo

10 Ap gained from missions,  56 AP gained from word count,  66 AP gained total

500 for Genjutsu Release and Mastery.
300 to finish Breaking Throw, 1200 earned previously
500 to finish Iai Beheading, 1000 earned previously
1500 remainder put towards Metal Crusher

lost 1 meter of bandages