Take Me Home

Mon Nov 21, 2022 6:10 pm

Satoru made his way towards the village gates, his face adorned with a metallic mask, his stature extending up to his maximum of 6ft 7 while his attire appeared relatively plain and versatile. On his pinky he wore a ring that he had designed for the village which mitigated chakra sensory techniques in a passive form.

As he approached the gate, he extended a breath – his hand ascended to his face as the mask effectively clicked off into his palm following a gentle application of Chakra. Palming his neck, he was somewhat disappointed in himself.

He was returning to the village a year later yet without making an ounce of progress. Gently shaking his head, he approached the gate guards.

Thu Nov 24, 2022 2:04 pm

"Stop right there!"

As Satoru approached the gate guards, one of them stepped forward as though his motions were scripted and triggered from a prompt. He was an average sized shinobi, barely under six foot. The guard behind him was remarkably similar in stature to his own. They both seemed small in relation to the towering ninja before him. He took off his metal helmet to reveal his face. He had icy blue eyes, a tan complexion, and dirty unkempt blonde hair. His lips were of a strange blue hue. "Who goes there..?" He asked, looking up at the returning shinobi. The Genin did not recognize him, and had no evidence to deduce his Kumon descent. The man's height was to be taken into consideration - he was perhaps Duncan's brother - but that alone was not sufficient to let him pass.

"I don't know what* business you have in Kumogakure no Sato, but if you wish to proceed, you're going to have to go through me first."

His tone was confrontational. He seemed agitated. Perhaps it was a result of being overworked. The guard behind him after all was his own clone.

WC: 191

AP:

Thu Nov 24, 2022 3:04 pm

Satoru was tired, his kit dirty, his Kunai dull yet as he approached the guards, another set of two called out to him. His eyes wandered, he acknowledged the request to stop as soon as the Shinobi issued it, nodding once the giant Jugo froze in his tracks, the distance between himself and the talking guard limited to a mere 5 meters. His lips parted as the guard posed the question – at first, Satoru didn’t think much of the interaction as it was standard practice to identify a new arrival but the next words that left the guard’s mouth were downright disrespectful.

Despite showing no ill intent, the guard had decided to set the pace on the Jugo, throwing down the gauntlet if you will. Naturally, Satoru had been out of the village for quite some time and perhaps the vetting process for new visitors had changed during this period. Satoru thought that perhaps as he had done previously, he had to prove himself in some capacity, but it baffled him that he had to do so to simply enter the village.

His smile turned to a neutral expression. His expression grew weary, and the confrontational tone of the guard aggravated him. The Jugo was aware of the risk posed by the assortment of guards around the gates. If a confrontation was to break out, then he would quickly be swarmed by the specialists. The instant his chakra flared; the likes of the Storm Operatives would likely respond to the situation.

He locked eyes with the guard, one orange – one black. He couldn’t sense ill intent, but this was a village of true and utter warriors. The pure uncut cocaine of the World of Shinobi. He knew at that moment that had to oblige the request to go through the guard or be branded weak in the eyes of those that governed the village. The timing was now. There wasn’t a single visitor or civilian in sight as it was still quite early in the morning. Instead, the gates were surrounded by guards, all of whom would be able to handle what was to come or at least the Jugo thought as much.

As a simple test of wills – the Jugo manifested his battle aura in the form of crimson demonic energy that would come to instantly clash with the aura of the guard if he happened to possess a similar ability. His eyes were firmly locked onto the whites of his opponents. The aura boomed across the entrance, only going so far as to catch the confrontational Shinobi ahead of him.

https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t52440-display-of-power-v7-2
DOP: 300 + 100 (Sharingan) + 100 (Nature Chakra) + 200 (Power Rank) = 700

Thu Nov 24, 2022 4:26 pm

Saturn returned an equally cold gaze to the towering visitor. As his aura manifested and shrouded the Genin, his pupils dilated in awe of the new, foreign sensation. He himself was unable to manifest his own aura in this manner, but his sensory prowess enabled him to detect the demonic crimson energy emanating from the man in front of him. He had not had the privilege of witnessing a display of power from any other shinobi, and the act briefly caught him off guard. When the aura finally subsided, Saturn released the tension in his muscles. He had drawn his 'kunai' in retaliation, having anticipated an attack. His kunai in fact was his familiar Mimas, the octopus, perfectly disguised as a ninja tool. "Very well." The wall guard remarked, standing a mere five meters in front of Satoru. The visitor had failed to identify himself, and had also neglected to state his purpose for visiting. As the only guard on duty in the early hours of dawn, the Genin was compelled to return the favor in kind.

He did not possess the ability to display his power effortlessly as the Jugo clansman had done. Instead, he knew of a technique that he could use to bestow upon the visitor a similar effect. He first held Mimas to the side of his body, still in perfect disguise. He dropped his familiar from the height of his shoulder, and as its metal beak touched the ground, a portal manifested right beneath its trajectory at a speed of 150 to swallow the octopus whole. A second portal appeared 40 meters overhead at the same speed, from which the octopus barely reared its head before Saturn bit his thumb and began to weave hand seals in quick succession. His clone reacted as though it were another person, to deter the potential invader from deducing that there was only one guard on duty. The clone held the Ram hand seal to Body Flicker away laterally at a speed of 200 while the original wove Rat > Dog > Dragon > Snake > Boar > Tiger. "Summoning Art: Malevolent Shrine." Saturn declared as a 40 meter tall, 20 meter wide shrine erected directly behind him at a speed of 105. His target, Satoru, would find himself unable to move should he fail to possess a speed stat equal to or greater than 105, unless he intervenes before the technique could manifest. Overhead, Mimas barely exited the orange side of the second portal that came forth from the ether.

WC: 413
TWC: 608

Techs:

Thu Dec 01, 2022 4:27 pm

The display of power quickly subsided as the individual accompanying the guard flashed away in a very familiar brilliance of the body flicker. Satorus eyes wondered as the Genin dropped his familiar onto the ground. As the familiar landed the Jugo arched a brow, his eyes darting to the hand seals being performed by the opponent.

The instant the opponent formed the first-hand seal, a small, teal-coloured diamond located on Satorus right cheek activated, covering his body with a barrier at a speed of 130. The barrier was invisible in nature and therefore only visible via chakra-seeing dojutsu so his opponent would be none the wiser as far as the activation of the technique went. The barrier would cover the entirety of the Jugos body faster than the Malevolent Shrine could reach the male so as a result it’s stat check requirement would be bypassed by the seals’ overwhelming power of 180.

Still stationary as the Shrine technique struck, “What now?”. The Jugos bass-heavy tone boomed through the plaza as a menacing grin formed across his face. Unphased by the Curse Technique, Satoru raised a palm, dismissively waving it at the Genin even though he ought to be frozen on the back of the opponent’s technique. “The village has certainly fallen from grace if they have someone like you guarding the gates.” He quipped to further antagonise the already seemingly agitated guard.

“Can’t even contain your temper…" he burst out laughing before his eyes now locked with his opponents as he stood stationary in the belly of the beast. While Satorus range of vision was reduced by the likes of the Shrine technique, he was still within 5 meters of his opponent therefore able to plainly observe the boys facial expression without hindrance.

2000 AP
-45 https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t47368-seal-of-protection [180/130]

Thu Dec 01, 2022 6:05 pm

Saturn knew that something was off when his octopus face planted into the ground next to him. His familiar, still in perfect disguise mimicking a standard kunai, twitched on the ground next to his cowboy boots but Saturn simply stepped on its squishy folded tentacles to keep it quiet while it remained under the influence of the shrine. As the cursed shrine erected behind him, the Genin could see into its domain with crystal clear clarity. Besides restricting their movement, the technique also obscured the senses of his enemies while giving its user enhanced senses within its domain. Although he could not see the barrier, he could sense that the towering man before him had been protected by an unknown chakra entity. He raised his brow suspiciously as he located the diamond like imprint on Satoru's cheek with pin point accuracy. He could not see any barrier, but he was sure that he sensed a spark from that very spot on the man's visage. Perhaps a Seal? He theorized in his mind, but he could not ascertain that a seal mark was in play. The man was unaffected. It did not matter. Snake.

"Yet here you are." Saturn spoke, making no argument to the man's comments but pointing out that he was here anyway. When the man tried to make eye contact with Saturn with his unbridled laugh, the Genin was not only blind, but his eyes were also shut tight. It was a dangerous dance. He had been blissfully unobservant of the Jugo clansman's dojutsu but he was busy putting on a spectacle for his watchful sharingan. Even when blinded, he could sense the field within the shrine to a minute point. He took a couple of steps towards Satoru and started counting on his fingers, opening them one by one and then folding his fingers when his count exceeded five, "Dango, daifuku, mochi, grilled salmon, grilled lamb, tea, pain." He then started counting on his left hand, "Eggs, cats, hornets, bullies, and death."

"Pick a hand, visitor," Saturn commented, "And by the time I open my eyes, place 500 ryo in the hand you chose."

Using Sensory Deprivation (sight) and Sixth Sense skill.

WC; 357
TWC: 965

Thu Dec 01, 2022 6:41 pm

With a sudden twist of fate, it appeared as if the guard had mellowed. “Strange…” Satoru thought to himself as the previously irate individual somehow tamed his tone enough to speak with a modicum of respect. Intent on reciprocating he activated the seal on his other cheek, with it an invisible chakra field expanded out and instantly contacted the likes of the Malevolent Shrine technique. More powerful, the Shrine would come to be absorbed into the seal. Upon immediate contact, it would be reverted back to raw chakra before being sucked into the seal at 130 speed. The instant the effect of the technique faded, the Jugo arched a brow, the Genin approaching him with his eyes shut, extending a palm out while uttering similar nonsense to what he had heard from the homeless population of Kirigakure.

The couple of steps the genin took amounted to 0.3 meters in the distance so he was still relatively far from Satoru. Having requested 500 Ryo, the Jugo smirked. He formed 10 hand seals under the cover of his oversized cloak as he anticipated the secondary guard seeking out reinforcements. The instant the hand seals were completed, chakra began expanding from his solar plexus covering his entire body at 125 speeds. The instant his body and equipment were covered, he would disappear in a brilliant flash of blue but not before saying the following – “Good luck explaining this one...” and sending a wink in the Genins’ direction.

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Now away, he would re-appear well inside of the village walls, by the Warmongers Arena where he had previously rested a marked Legacy Kunai. Collecting one of the many Kunai that he had placed around the village, he would pocket it before making his way back to his place of residence. Before long, he would arrive at the establishment, and the first order of business was to send word to the Raikages office of his arrival. Once the messenger was on his way, Satoru retired to the Hot Springs.

[Exit unless stopped]

1965
-100 – https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t49481-infinity-novachrono#376250 [125/125]
-25 - https://www.narutoroleplaygame.com/t45578-seal-of-absorption-v7#356204 [180/130]

Thu Dec 01, 2022 7:09 pm

When Saturn opened his eyes, he fully expected to see 500 ryo in cash in either his right or his left hand. He opened his blue eyes just in time for the visitor to utter his regretful choice of words and even wink before he disappeared into a flash of blue light!

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Saturn looked over at his fellow guard - his own clone - to verify that that had both witnessed the same debacle. The Raikage will have my head on a spike for this! Both the clone and the original had the same horrified expression on their faces. Saturn looked down at the squished kunai on the floor and gave it another abusive kick, causing Mimas to abandon its disguise, reemerging as a full fledged octopus before then going on to morph even more to perfectly take on the form of Saturn himself. "Mimas, you're on guard duty. Report back to me immediately when the next guard comes for his shift. Do not reveal yourself. Understood?"

"Mimas!" The octopus, now perfectly passable as Saturn himself, saluted in response before coming to attention at the gate, in front of the massive cursed shrine. Saturn who had no time to perfect his familiar's impression of him dispersed the malevolent shrine that he had brought forth from the ether into a puff of smoke, and took off into the village in pursuit of the visitor.

Exit! (immediately)

WC: 231

TWC: 1196

Claims:

750 words towards Hiden: Mind Body Transmission (C)

446 words towards Heat Nullification