Karuto may have corralled the rabble but when he came back Karuto may not have realized but when he was pointing to Cashew there was a bowl of curry where he once stood and a towel next to it. With the threats neutralized there may have been no longer a need to hide their appearances but the fact of the matter Karuto still asked a bowl of curry for an explanation would still stand once he realized the mouse had henged into said curry shape. Two of the goons were too caught in a daze to say anything but the third one with the bruised face was conscious enough to raise a closed fist and complain. "What in the hell man! I thought you were wanting to be a Dai boy like us!" a low grumble of irritability coming off the goon before he continued as he backed off fearing he was coming off as too hostile and would get decked again. The dweeb would try and diffuse the situation by instead of making an enemy out of Karuto explaining to him in a way that may get him on their side.
Somewhat flubbing his words out of the constant fear of being decked again he'd sound 'somewhat' persuasive. Although only grade A dumb dumb wouldn't be able to pick up the shadiness of it all. "We're just a buncha dudes who go around finding people in photos our boss wants us to and conversate with em, th..thats all really. It's not a bad gig you know. Dai could use a tough guy like you. Especially one who don't look like he's from round here. You get some cash on the side but that ain't even why most of us is in it. The real treasure is r..right here! You're a dude so I bet you can appreciate the finer things in life!"
The goon would swing his arm around a confused Karuto, over his shoulder all buddy-buddy as he fanned out a bunch of pictures from his pockets for the bodybuilder to see. "Read em an weep at the beauty my dude." The goon fanned out an array of naked photos of women. They were all candid shots implying that those that 'modeled' were having their photos taken in a 'natural' setting. Some were more tasteful than others. Some bore it all. All the women photographed were within the legal ages from looks alone eighteens to mid-twenties. They're aesthetic ratings from 5-10 on the 'dude nice' scale. Many complimenting different personal tastes, from six-pack having tomboys to dainty snowy maidens. The question was how Karuto and the two hidden in plain sight would react. Of course the two hidden weren't in any angle to see these photos so thankfully their innocence..especially Sato's would be spared.
Zak the Panduh
Dexterous Prince
Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2019 4:27 am
C A S H E W
Cashew wasn't even sure if Karuto was paying attention, he could just read the shock and confusion written all over his face before he finally came through. The muscled ninja walked his way out of the alley to approach the one's after them, doing what Sato and Cashew least expected. The duo was sure he was about to give them away, especially after letting these goons know they were looking for a mouse... that talked. In an instant, the duo took their forms, as a towel and a bowl of curry, falling as silent as the inanimate objects they turned into.
The confrontation was clearly one-sided, Karuto lugging the three men back into the alleyway where the duo was, battered and bruised. They feared him, that was for sure, but Cashew could only hope one's honor wouldn't be swayed easily by the temptations of evil and beauty.
As Karuto finished his sentence he realized the boy and the mouse weren't there anymore! But, apparently, they left their food and what looked like a towel behind. Weird. This whole situation was weird. But, unfortunately, he was involved now. His code dictated that he saw this through, and while Karuto was a goof he was no idiot. The pictures produced by Mr. Soon-to-be-knock-out was literal evidence of his wrongdoing. Karuto flipped through the pictures, playing along and even letting out a low "Nice" on one of them. When he finished he handed the stack back to the guy "Okay, so here's what we're doing. You're taking me to meet this boss guy. He's going to hire me to be some muscle for your little outfit. So you can either get up and walk me there" His tone shifted to a much more aggressive one, as for the first time the relaxed and soft features of Karuto became a dark and threatening scowl. Tiny sparks of lightning danced around his fists betraying a tiny amount of the power that he truly held "...or never walk again"
Zak the Panduh
Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 2:03 am
The man backed away raising his hands as if to try and and calm Karuto down. As he collected his 'precious' items worth more than money. "W...whoah there cowboy. Didn't know you was hurtin so bad to see some slash. Figured a bod like yours would be gettin it on the daily. Ah, no homo bro." The rest of the 'boys' would start getting up slowly and groggily. The head of the goon patrol looked down on the ground shaking his head. "It doesn't work like that. We would if we could but we literally can't. The Daiman, he doesn't chance meeting his crew in person anymore unless there's something in it for em and even then its gotta be good. N...Now hold up an let us splain before you go punching my lights out. Guys get up." The three men all stood with their hands in their pockets. One raised a finger and pointed behind Karuto on the side of the curry building. Painted on its side was a pair of swirls and a line. The image vaguely resembling glasses. "Boss has a system. You aint from round here so you probably wouldn't recognize them but seeing that ink means we're in a drop zone. Gettin to be a member of the Daiboys ain't easy. First you gotta offer tribute. Gotta take a pic of yourself and a pic of 'somethin' nice. Then." Goon two moved towards the painted wall and pushed in a brick that was essentially the bridge of the glasses. A drawer came out, secret compartment like. The drawer was currently empty but inside was the number 13. "You put your tribute in here. It might take a week it might take a month but once boss knows your face from the pic he'll basically find out everythin bout you and mail you a sheet with details. He usually sends someone to empty the tribute boxes for him to, he's that careful since his face and name got out there from a sting."
Goon three would then start spittin some more info. "Dai's got three types a guys workin for him, me n the crew were negotiators, he drops us photos we find whose in em rough em up and show em Dai isn't someone you mess with, then you got the camera guys, and finally the closed shutters. We needed to find that kid to take to the 'place' the camera guys work. We could take you there to but you won't be finding Daiman there...and listen, you don't want to be a closed shutter. Once you deal with Daiman or are on his radar your in it for the long haul and closed shutters do what the Daiman says or suffer the consequences. Like I hope that kid in the photo we're looking for aint got a mom cause she's gonna be numero uni on his list of people he's gunna get ready ta shutter. You get all that, ain't too late to back out now." The head goon and his collection of goons bundled up again as the head goon shrugged. This was the fact of the matter. They genuinely didn't know where their boss was, they just did his dirty work and would get their payment mailed to them. Loose ends tied and careful maneuvering was what made the otherwise weak criminal so elusive. If anyone could just strong arm his men to get to him he'd have been caught ages ago. "You see big guy we're bottom of the totem pole. So unless you gotta in that's got something really worthwhile for Daiman he isn't gonna spend two seconds out in the open."
There was someone like that, If what these men were saying was true then the debauched photographer really took a huge risk when speaking with Akina in person. On top of getting into contact with him was actually a difficult ordeal unless you actually already had an established connection. Both Akina and Karuto wouldn't have weeks to months waiting for a guy to come pick up whatever to establish a connection. Even if they had 'something good' to offer the criminal 'mastermind' it would take just as much time to receive a response. Even the extent of the knowledge the mans own goons had was entirely mail and photography based. Of course, the goons weren't ones to complain who they worked for or carried any amount of care about what he looked like or where he was as long as they were getting their 'goods' for their efforts. The offer to take Karuto to the 'place' stood out but if he was looking for the boss himself it was made thoroughly clear he wouldn't be there. It was likely these 'camera guys' functioned on the same system these 'negotiators' did. Going to 'the place' in this sense was more like a sidequest in a videogame than anything only begging the question what was at 'the place'.
__Strolling the streets after having finished his cleanup Maric found himself incredibly and inexplicably bored. He had already trained so much already, he wanted action! With his mind begrudgingly drift back to his time at the academy. Maric started daydreaming on the different uses of chakra and what he remembered of the scrolls he read, particularly one of shape changing. At first he hadn't given it much thought on the sole basis that he found deception to be one the lesser tools gifted by his god, and yet.. was it really that much different from genjutsu? Not enough that it mattered evidently. Kao Utsushi no Jutsu [ Face Copy Technique ]
Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2019 9:44 am
__Eventually even his own mind became boring and Marc began looking through his surroundings for entertainment. Although even that was a stretch considering only the same blur of faces moved past him, their usual friendliness gone from their eyes. But perhaps it was fate? Because if it wasn't for this unusual grayness he never would have noticed a wanted poster floating through the wind to land right in front of his feet. The name of one Kato Inuzuka hung under a face only a mother could love. But what drew Marc's ire more than anything was his crimes of abusing animals. The heathen! Beasts may be of the lesser but we have been tasked with their care by the Lady of the Sun! This injustice shall not stand. After he memorized the man's face, Marc went to discover an unused alleyway to hide from the general public. Unfortunately with tracking being one of his weak points he was going to have to get creative here. Using his recently learned jutsu the boy's body shifted into one of a more animalistic tendency. Or to be more frank, the meanest looking dog that he could imagine. This way as he slinked through the backalley's and other general locations a stray might generally be found, he had a high chance of coming across this man and being taken back to where he can rescue this now taken up charges. Stand fast little brothers of men, the Lady's eyes have not turned from you yet.
Kao Utsushi no Jutsu [ Face Copy Technique ] Rank: X E? Official Description: Kao Utsushi no Jutsu is secret technique unique to the Kedouin clan. This technique allows the clan member to take on the body of their target. The clan member must remain close to the one they want to copy for a short period of time. Their body will then shape and contort to resemble the target. The copy is said to be so good that even family members of the target cannot tell they are a fake. The clan member will even take on the smell of the original. Unfortunately the clan member does not copy the target’s Jutsu, leaving them with only their original limited skills. The clan members are skilled however, in taking on the mannerisms of the original and playing up the character traits of their target. The clan member must also provide clothing to match the original. Their appearance will eventually change back to their original form after several days. Guild Description: See official description. Rank of the technique is determined by the rank of the person being copied, with non-shinobi characters being considered E-rank. Lasts twenty [20] posts once technique is active, but user may freely switch between appearances until those posts are up.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2019 6:30 pm
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Getting these goons to send them to the leader was an interesting idea in Cashew's eyes. However, there were far more obstacles in the way of achieving that than one would expect. This boss of theirs was very good at keeping themselves hidden. No matter what path they took, it was unlikely they'd get a chance to meet this Daiman personally. All of this information was good to know regardless, to pass on to Akina-sensei. There was, however, another glaring issue with the 'closed shutters' that worked for the Daiman. Why would wanting to find Sato make his mother a primary target? Having yet to get to know Sato's mother, Cashew knew she was apart of a mysterious ninja clan. The Shiraishin had just as many eyes around the village - if not more - than the Daiboys. He doubted they'd get her easily. So long as Sato wasn't caught. Naturally, she'd do anything to make sure her son was safe... and now the reason why she would be targeted as a shutter started to make sense to the mouse. He definitely wasn't going to let that happen. He'd keep Sato safe at any costs.
The curry bowl and the towel remained silent and still as inanimate objects should be. Bottom line: if they wanted to meet Daiman, they'd have to lure him out or get in with his crew. Everyone had a weakness, so what was his? Children's feet, perhaps? Who knew.
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Short post, but blagh... curry bowl can't do much lol.
He listened to the explanation in silent contemplation. It was all too overly complicated. His gut told him to snap the necks of these three and be quick about it, but unfortunately, his brain overrode that command. After everything was said and done, Karuto jerked his thumb over his shoulder and back towards the street "Take me to this place" He would walk behind them, always keeping an eye on the trio. He wondered where those other two got off two, the mouse and the boy, but pushed it out of his mind. He was handling this for his own reasons now
The musclebound man would follow the three goons. Once they were out of the alleyway the towel and curry bowl were free to return back to their normal forms. From this point on the individuals, part of this cavalcade of crassness would go their separate ways less Cashew decided to follow Karuto but this would not be anywhere near his sensei of whom he had stated the desire to rendevouz with. Sato likely despite his mother's prowess was more than likely worried about her immensely in regards to likely being a target of 'nasty photos'.
Cashew
If Cashew were to head to the academy immediately he would find that Akina would not be there. After all, Haruko was subbing for her. Hopefully, he'd come to that conclusion. Although he wouldn't have time to wait for class tomorrow as she said. Now that the 'Daiman' was out for blood or I suppose in this case you could say er naked flesh it would only take a single casual shower of either her or his friend and Sato's mom would be in the hole just like Akina. There was no easy way to say after all some creepo and his legion of creepos were after her son. In fact, just saying something like that and Sato's mom might have been apt to put herself in the hole voluntarily. Secrecy would be necessary as with most ninja. Although he needed a key bit of information. If he needed to meet with Akina. He'd need to find out where she lived. He could head to the academy and ask Haruko but that in itself would be a gamble.
Karuto
Following the goons Karuto would be lead to a dilapidated three-story building. Marked with caution tape from the police force stating that none were to trespass and the location was 'closed'. "Alright, this is the place my man. We can't go in with ya. Cameramen only. Course I'm sure they'd make an exception seeing you. We needa head on out. Gotta send the message to Daiman we couldn't find them peeps we was looking for. He'll probably mail in for some better boys but no skin off our teeth...he's just gonna raise the prices for a hot minute but what we got should last us awhile. Right Boys?" The two other goons gave their thumbs up. Looking back to Karuto they'd wave him off and all turn around to head out. Less Karuto decided to do something about it.
Whatever he decided to do when Karuto would enter the building. He'd find it dilapidated and on the verge of collapse. Doing anything incredibly reckless here like throwing a super strong punch would probably cause the whole place to collapse. There was nothing on the first floor, it was inconspicuous, just covered in graffiti and dirty stains from ancient dropped mocha latte's. However, it would be on the second floor after ascending the stairs he'd see a somewhat chilling sight. The floor itself was empty of people but in the center of the room was a mattress. It looked battered and if looking closely had stains that were best not thought hard about. A coat rack with multiple outfits from sailor suits and the like was near the bed. Things typically considered lingerie and the like. It was already sending major red flags.
Hastily thrown together chains were welded into the structure close to the mattress and the floor only creating worse and worse imagery. There was box in the corner labeled 'fun stuff' god save the queen should Karuto look inside as if he did what he'd find is well 'what you'd expect' from a place seedy like this. Then it would be heard the echoing of voices on the floor above. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAWN. Dai hasn't sent anyone in like how long? Three weeks? A month? How long are we going to be kept waiting before I can start flexing my artistic vision.""All you ever do is complain...full house.""Cheeky. Maybe I can cut my losses by strapping you to the bed downstairs for a little inspiration in more ways than one.""You know as well as I, Dai would kill you if you did that to her. I'd also watch what you imply. We're photographers. We're doing this so we don't starve. We're not monsters. Plus the photos sell more if they're virgins.""BAHAHAHA! CHISA! A VIRGIN! BAHAHA!""YOU WANNA KEEP LAUGHING ******** BOY!" Should Karuto arrive on the third floor at this time he'd see a rather smug looking guy with matty hair being held up by the collar by a girl shorter than him with several piercings and eye shadow, a typical punkish look. Another woman at a table wearing a black facemask fully covering her face with her arms crossed irritably. On the table was the river of a poker game. It would perhaps be unexpected to see that two women were a part of this 'operation'. Whether Karuto was a member of the village or not being the one to halt this operation would definitely earn the villages appreciation. However, he decided to do so. The poker table lighting up briefly.
Marc
Taking the appearance of a Dog Marc could patrol the alleys without gaining a significant amount of suspicion. Although he'd find no traces of his prey. That was until he came across a particularly slummy part of the village behind a Chinese restaurant where a fat man and what looked to be a co-worker in a dirty busser uniform was smoking. "So you going to see the next fight? Hear the bettings good this time round. I hear he got hold of a toxic salamander or some s**t from the rainbow forest or whatever its called." - "Na. I ain't got the money for it. Plus that sounds like a sucker bet. Lizards are feckin soft. Any meower or mutt would gut the thing instantly. So what if it died afterward from the poison. Lizard woulda died first thats all that matters." - "Damn your right. I never thought of it like that. What a rookie trap..but hey. If we know this...that gives me a leg up on those suckers. THOSE ODDS ARE GOING TO BE GOLDEN." - "Pffff. Call me when there's real competition. I ain't in it for the money."
Zak the Panduh
Dexterous Prince
soulcatcher77
Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2019 7:57 pm
C A S H E W
Once Karuto and the Daiboy grunts were out of sight, the curry bowl and towel returned to their former appearances in a plume of smoke.
"W-what are we going to do? They're talking about shuttering my mom!" His voice was hushed, yet the tone of worry and urgency couldn't be denied.
"I'm taking you home. C'mon."
It was getting dark, and the situation the two found themselves in even more so. Without another word, the mouse lead his best friend back to safety. [ Exit ]
__Still trotting around in his dog form it took some time before his fruits bore him some real results, even if they weren't who he was expecting it was a clear sign from his goddess that she approved of his mission. First thing was first, he had to fight every instinct in his blood that screamed at him to attack the cretins before him right then and there, Penitence was still one of the golden virtues that needed more work with so perhaps this was to be a lesson as well. Holding his bad his tongue the boy laid back trying not to draw any more usual attention that a normal stray dog would and hide close to some nearby dumpsters. It sounded like the man was intending to head there soon and the moment he tried to Maric would be tailing behind him.
Bikou Ninjutsu [ Shadowing Stealth Technique ] Rank: E Official Description: This technique allows Shinobi to follow their targets covertly. The manner in which the Shinobi shadows their target can differ from the basic hiding under a nearby object to using a Jutsu to turn oneself invisible. Guild Description: Using this technique makes it more difficult for those of the user’s rank or lower to find the user while he or she is hiding. Effectively makes the shinobi less conspicuous, less noticeable, and allows them to blend in with the crowd for three [3] posts per use. Useful when tailing someone.
Kao Utsushi no Jutsu [ Face Copy Technique ] Rank: E 1/20 Official Description: Kao Utsushi no Jutsu is secret technique unique to the Kedouin clan. This technique allows the clan member to take on the body of their target. The clan member must remain close to the one they want to copy for a short period of time. Their body will then shape and contort to resemble the target. The copy is said to be so good that even family members of the target cannot tell they are a fake. The clan member will even take on the smell of the original. Unfortunately the clan member does not copy the target’s Jutsu, leaving them with only their original limited skills. The clan members are skilled however, in taking on the mannerisms of the original and playing up the character traits of their target. The clan member must also provide clothing to match the original. Their appearance will eventually change back to their original form after several days. Guild Description: See official description. Rank of the technique is determined by the rank of the person being copied, with non-shinobi characters being considered E-rank. Lasts twenty [20] posts once technique is active, but user may freely switch between appearances until those posts are up.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2019 4:32 am
Maric was right to assume the man was heading to the place where these bouts of beasts were held. Tailing him for quite some time the man would stop to turn around to see the dog that was following him. "Well well well. You like a tough boy dontcha! Followin me n all! Howsa bout we get you in the ring aye buddy?" The man would be Maric's IN. The question was how long was he willing to keep up the facade. The man went into a nearby store and came out with a stick of salami. He then whistled toward Maric. "*Whistle* here boy. C'mon. Less go. Whose a good boy. You are. Ye you are. Whose a big strong boy." It was certainly demeaning, to say the least, but if he somehow kept character he'd be lead to the residential district. If he didn't he'd have to acquire this information some other way. Like interrogation or something. That or continue being treated like a dog.
__ He only had two more locations after this one in which to install the devices. When he arrived in the streets he called in some backup officers who were already on patrol in the area. They helped him control and direct traffic. Kenshin found a safe spot and installed the device as properly as he could based on the Frenchman's instructions with elegant and loopy handwriting.
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Technique Used: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Technique Active: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Reductions: • Gentle Fist of the Law PA: -10 chakra and stamina from gentle fist techniques • Bloodline class specialization: -10 chakra and stamina from bloodline techniques. Byakugan Status: • Inactive
NecroPlant
Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2019 5:05 pm
Nothing to report seeing as all members of the police force had dispersed pedestrian traffic. See had he not there would definitely be some civilians he'd have to have had to protect but careful Kenshin avoided this drama luckily.
Meanwhile at the 'place' the entire building shook as a large bolt of lightning was visible to all members in the building. The ground and building shook as some of the foundations started falling apart near giving the individuals mini heart attacks. A sign that one of their bigger fears was the place collapsing on them.
Technique Used: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Technique Active: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Reductions: • Gentle Fist of the Law PA: -10 chakra and stamina from gentle fist techniques • Bloodline class specialization: -10 chakra and stamina from bloodline techniques. Byakugan Status: • Inactive
