The Dynamic Duo & Dinyo Dynamo

Mission:

Still lost in this ever so "joyous" land with no way to escape, Hiko found himself once again walking through the densely wooded area of the region. Even though everything was so natural, there was still a particular eerieness almost about the place. Something was certainly hanging within the air here, for deep down within his gut, there was just a feeling which had put him off from the high of that last victory. No matter how hard the boy had tried to shake it off, there was just no use in it.

To, at least make an attempt to alleviate the tense silence that also accompanied this feeling, the auburn haired dude would speak to the other man who was traveling with him. "So, what's your name? And if you need something to do when we escape this flowery hellscape, I'll be needing someone to accompany me to my homeland of Kumogakure. It's dangerous for one to travel to their native place once they've been outcasted, so some back up would be-"

Before he could finish the sentence though, the wind around the pair would pick up. A miniature cyclone of leaves and sakura flowers would dance in a circle, before spiraling to a point 2 meters in front of them. At its peak, it would merge together to blossom into a humanoid like figure, with no particular distinguishing features. After a moment of silence, the form would speak telepathically to the two, a feminine voice which said "Thank you for freeing me from my cage. The road for you two Sakura Warriors doesn't end here though, for you must find and take out the man who had imprisoned me in there. I can give you, a name. Nothing more, nothing less. Dinyo Dynamo. Free this realm from his grasp, and you can free yourselves from this plane." As quickly as it had appeared, the apparition would vanish in the same glorious exit that it had originally showed up in.

Blinking twice, Hiko would hesitate for a second, before saying "Well, it looks like we have more work to do. Does the name ring any bells?" His green eyes would look towards the unnamed missing nin, awaiting for his response.

WC: 368

And shortly, the awaited response came. Hiko would listen intently as the fellow went on a somewhat ramble about the dangers of revisiting a place, especially the place from where he ran. This was all something that he was well aware of, and had a carefully laid out plan already for, what would be, their course of action. If there was something needed to sweeten this deal, the young lad would have that covered already as well; he liked to brace for the worst of things to happen and try to move things away from said thing.

In this instance, the other guy was obviously and reasonably had hesitations about visiting Kumo. As it would seem though, the man liked his money. Who could resist a few hundred or thousand ryo after all? To ease this worry, the presumed dead brother would reply: "You heard me correct. But it's not a want. It's a need. I have some...unfinished business there with my brother. You will be my muscle, and you'll get your fair share of compensation. Don't worry about the papers either, I got that covered." He'd make it clear with that last statement that he was offering to buy the necessary travel documents for his travel partner. "We can discuss more in detail later. Right now we have more pressing matters. Judging from the map, there's a festival in the nearby town, we can ask around about this guy there. The name's Hiko by the way."

With that out of the way, Hiko would proceed to march onward, back towards where this supposed festival was taking place assuming that the still unnamed compatriote would follow suit. The two would walk about an hour down the path south bound, until they had come across a little grove. It must've marked the entrance to the village, for it was gated off at the one end. Right by there, was a small hut, seen inside an elderly man about the age of 40. Just going gray, he looked beyond his youth. A sign sat below him, which read "Tickets"; and flanking him, were two other shinobi dressed in pastel blue robes with orange streaking down the sides.

Heading over, Hiko would motion for his travel partner to stick close. Something about the situation didn't sit too well with him. The teenage Tau would then saunter up to the shack, hood placed up over his head to slightly obscure his face. Clearing his voice quickly before speaking, the emerald eyed misfit would initiate with "Oi. You seem like the sort who knows people around here. We're looking for a man. Goes by the name of Dinyo." The somewhat elderly man, looking a bit weary within the eyes would croak back. "Well, that depends who's asking sonny." While saying this though, the ticket taker would look uneased by this greeting, and the two beside him had also seemed to not take a liking to this; for their hands slowly started to slide downward towards swords sheathed around their belts.

Hiko knew in this moment, exactly what every observation had meant. Unaware of whether or not the other money loving ninja had also taken notice of this, he'd take a step backwards, making a 4 meter gap between himself and the stand. Outstretching a hand, without even glancing in his fellow Sakura Warriors direction, he'd pose the question of "Meat?" With saying that his right hand would be pointed in the direction of the older gentleman, before then pointing towards the two others while continuing with "Or potatoes?" This phrase was meant to convey a simple message without outright saying it; who did he want to fight?

WC: 608
TWC: 976

"A wise choice." Hiko would remark, noting that this was his fellow's time to shine seeing as he got his own moment battling up against the puppet. The tone of voice made sure that he was saying this, not because he was lazy,, but because the Scorpion knew the previous fact. Plus, in general it was a good time to fully be able to see just how the other could handle themself in a fight. Taking a step back and to the side, young Hiko would use the movement to only emphasize this even more, giving the other man the spotlight in this situation.

After doing so, Hiko's would quickly glare at the two beside the ticket taker, offering them a solitary shake of the head, warning them about what was to come if they tried to intervene in the fight that was about to break out. The two, at first for a moment did nothing about this, and kept moving for their weapons. But, in a flash before they could make their own move, the Tau would use an elevated intimidation tactic. The scar which was very prominently going down his face would then tear open, the threads beginning to slowly worm their way out from the crevice. This certainly caused the reaction that he was hoping for, as they immediately stopped what they were doing. All they were doing then, was looking onward in horror as they just finished a teen's face rip itself open, several small, jet black strings protruding from which.

"The floor is yours, good sir." His voice now also visibly changed due to the previous effect from happening; it sounding much more like going down a mountain path. But change the small rocks littered throughout for fist sized ones, and add several jagged edges around them. Even then, that description didn't do the guttural sounds justice.

The lost brother, Hiko, would then proceed to take a moment of relaxation, taking notice of how his partner was fighting. They certainly had some martial prowess, that was for sure. Hell, the youngin was almost convinced that it was just as good as his own way of combat. The key word there being almost. As the pair had begun to pick up the pace, exchanging fist for fist with one another, their arms and bodies interlocking in the dance of an all out brawl, Hiko had decided that he was finally getting bored of just sitting around watching them.

Speaking up, his next saying was moreso directed at the henchmen, but it was also an indicator for the other shinobi as well "Don't worry. I'll make this quick. But trust me, it's going to be a lot more painful for yall, and not me." As soon as he said that, his hands would lurch forward 3 meters at a rapid speed. Upon reaching their destination, a torrent of punches had been unleashed; each strike seemingly blending with the last and all done so fast that the two didn't know what had hit them. There must've been a hundred or so which had landed right on the goons' faces. Once they had been stunned by this, for a finishing move all Hiko would do is pick up the one on the left, and throw him into the other one, knocking both of them on their asses. With his portion of the job completed, his hands and face slowly moving back to their normal positions, he would then simply wait now until the other two were done with their own quarrel.

WC: 588
TWC: 1564

The two traveling pair went through alot in the past few moments, the current events only seemed to get ever more stranger with each passing moment. From self propelled wodden puppets, to crazed bards, nothing was left out. Katsuragi himself almost forgot that all this wasnt a dream, but reality. Atleast he seemed to be in acceptable company. The Tau was strange, but displayed talents that could help him in the future to make a quick buck. He paces himself, realizing that he didnt even know his name. Neverthless, as fate would have it, all that woukd be handled soon enough as they traverse onward.

Katsuragi whips his neck over to the tau, with pursed lips. His gazed could only be read as a judge, looking down on upon something unbelievably insane. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Maybe it was Katsuragi himself that missed something earlier.

Before he could respond, a vistor would appear in a hurricane of blossom leaves. He tenses his form while fixes his gaze towards the mysterious person, readying himself for batle only to receive a somewhat useful piece of infornation. Only a nane would be givin, that was it. With that, the figured vanished. 

“The fuck? That’s it? Fuck... I guess we gotta ask around for this Dinyo. Also...wait”, he looks towards the Tau. Remembering the offer from before, he carries it on as if nothing else happened. He was really intetested as to why he wanted to return.

“Hol up, lemme process this real quick. Yo ass wanna go BACK to the place YOU ran from...? Brah, this guy”, he shakes his head. “Ya kno I  was just beginning to fuck with ya. That scar game you got, can weed out the fodder fo sho! But man is you tryin to get locked up? I mean... dawg the shit we gonna need; fake IDs... papers! Oh and check the bingo book if we have any current bounties cuz... ya boy does some shit too hehe. But if there is money involved Im game”, he really wanted to hear his response afterwards. It wasnt as if he was completely against the idea. 
Katsuragi is now seen walking beside Hiko, a coupe meters away to the side. His mind finally fixated on finding the target. He scans the area as the two pull up upon a shack, which Hiko took the lead. It was good, Katsuragi was really lost at this point. His only sense of direction being Hiko’s own. Right now, he could really use his fix. But unforunately, he was out of his supply.

Silence took hold once the conversation between Hiko and the others shifted to him. Like usual, Katsuragi always went for the main course.

“Meat...”, he said. His arms grew bigger while turning into a pale version of themselves. More definition, more power. His arms now went past his knees, mid shin. Raises them up while he shifted into a fighting stance, while staring down towards the old man. 

“Hope to it Old man!!”, the old man rises to the challange. He too relaxws his robe to fall below , but yet stay secured at the waist level. All is done to reveal a toned body, forged through years of training. Years that were even before Katsuragi’s time. “Damn...”, said Katsuragi. The only man charges towards Katsuragi, who also then charged towards him as well. Due to the reach of his new Mochi arms, he manages to strike the old man first. His right fist lodged right on the left side of the Dinyo’s face. It’s sticky properties keep the old man’s face from moving. But eventually, the man breaks out, and the two are seen exchanging blow after blow.

Mean while, with Hiko’s fight over and done, Katsuragi’s was still in progress. The old man was giving it his all, despite his age gap. katsuragi would be lying if he disputed the fact that he too was giving it his all. The two are now seen staring down each other, gauging each other to see just what was left. His heavy breathing was in sync with his waving shoulders, Katsuragi’s eyes grew narrow with frustration. Just what was with this guy? He wasnt your average fighter, he had style that reminded him of something. His strikes were quick, yet his defense was iron clad. 

As he eyed him down, his mind placed a silhouette was placed on his foe. An image that Katsuragi hadnt seen in a while. It was, RALETH! His heart skipped a beat, his mind getting the point across to him. His power, speed, agilty, it all mimicked his ole jounin tea shop owning boss from the sand village. Which meant, Katsuragi knew what he was using. The Devine Breathing technique. It eould explain how after so many blows, Katsuragi nearly gassed out, the only man still stood tall. However, despite acknowledging the power, Katsuragi was not out of the fight yet. No way was he gonna lose and look bad infront of the Tau. He takes a quick glance towards, Hiko, before using a special power of his own.

The old man, grew tired of waiting for the youth to attack. His day was ruined, and now he seeked payback. Getting into a stance, he would using his enhanced breathing to sprint towards Katsuragi with great strides. But Katsuragi would look up him with  dilated eyes, and a new powerful form. The two now meet each other on equal terms. They clash with great force, it was as if metal struck metal, steel on steel. The two now stood gridlocked with each of their left outer forearms pressing against each other, halting their movements.

With that, Katsuragi would break away, the ticket master too. But katsuragi wasnt done yet, he would advance forward only to meet a swift kicked towards his shoulder, due to how low Katsuragi got as he ran towards him. To counter, Katsuragi used his open left hand and hoisted upwards to catch the kick, while using jotun grip. The grip’s power was heavily increased due to his sugar rush, a strength that greatly over powered the old man’s. Once he grabbed the foot, his grip crushed tge foot of the old man. Katsuragi then swepted the man off his feet, fling him in the air only to slam him down to the ground with great force. 

BOOM! The ground behind the man cracked as he was slammed to the ground. Shut down and defeated, Katsuragi turned towards Hiko, his greater form depowered for now. The fight took longer than expected, but the end result was all that mattered, right? 

“Damn, homie had hands. The old bag wasnt going down without a fight. Hey! We alnost done witg this shit? What else do we gotta do?”, Katsuragi stared aimlessly towards Hiko for answers. 

While he waited, Katsuragi did a fit check, to see if anything was broken ripped, etc. Katsuragi's attire consisted of a thin black polyester jacket, which underneath he wore a solid sleeveless navy blue shirt. His belt, designer's choice, had a MK emblem as a buckle. The pants he wore were a fresh pair of black stretch jeans. His boots on his feet also being solid black of a leather material with an emblem labeled "EU", it's made of metal stitched to the tongue of the boots. His hair, still vivid, was a solid dark purple. His hair would have went in contrast with his pale skin, however, his arms torso and hands bore a mural of mostly assorted prison tattoos; all black ink in color. He himself stood at a height of 6'2 feet with a thin frame. His tools and such were all assorted evenly along his attire, given no hint to their whereabouts yet allowed him easy access with a little bit of technique. 

All and all, everything was actually all there. He wondered what else he would have to do in this crazy world. He was starting to think that this whole thing was reality, not some dream. Then again, the last time he did sonething like that, he did very much remember it all. Which caused him to worry, just what else was out there to get him. What forces in the wotkd could have such command over space and time to physically move him to where ever they wanted. Katsuragi sighs, it was all just too stressful. What he really needed was to a smoke, some leafy greens. He wondered if Hiko smoked? But that was for another time, Katsuragi didnt want to share his stash with Hiko just yet.
 
Then again, a he looked upon the scar, He figured just this once maybe Hiko needed it more than he did. But, before he could speak, he realized that he was out and for got yo reup. What a drag...

After waiting, Katsuragi would press onward. If Hiko knew where to go, Katsuragi would decided yo follow if he agreed on what he heard. It was a high chance too given the fact that he himself had no idea where to go.
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Exit WC/1520 will do claims soon

Claiming 30AP + 30 more Ap from max stat bonus, 6k ryo and 1.5k to complete the S rank version of This

Claims:

Mission-
6000 Ryo
30 AP
Thread Exit

Skills/Techs-
438 words to Clan Pureblood, completing it from here
730 words to 360 Degree Shield Hand, completing it from here
396 words to Eight Inner Gates, (396/1000 to 3rd gate)

Stats-
4 to Vigor
3 to Chakra
3 to Speed
5 to Strength

Hi there I'm on this approval. The math is a bit wonky here. 

the clanpure blood checks out, for 360 degree hand shield (assuming c-rank please list rank of techs with multiple ranks in the future) the last claim is for 270 so you need to allocate 730 towards this one 

this then makes the number left to allocate towards inner gates smaller, 396 to be exact please make these changes and I will approve it. Thanks ^^