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Kohaku watched as the bat dropped to the ground—the small, ever-present grin on his face widening into a toothy, lopsided smirk. Good. That was going to be a relief. He wasn’t entirely taken aback by the sudden gleaming of the brass knuckles now fit to the thug’s fist. Getting drilled by those was still gonna hurt, but it would sting just a bit less than the swing of a barbed bat.
Even with the thug rushing towards him, fists ready, Kohaku stood his ground. Raising his arms, Kohaku blocked the incoming punch, hissing softly through his teeth as the cold, hard metal impacted against skin and bone. Regardless, he was going to have to let the man land a punch one way or another for his Burst Technique to work. It still hurt, but he preferred this over getting slugged straight in the face.
The thug’s body went rigid as the electrical charge in Kohaku’s body transferred to his upon impact. While he was stunned, Kohaku swept a low kick at his feet, causing him to fall to the ground. Still allowing the Burst Technique to coarse through him, Kohaku stepped back a ways from the thug, half-expecting him to regain composure and strike again as quickly as he’d fallen.
“Listen, man. I don’t wanna kill ya, but you ain’t really got a chance against either of us,” Kohaku said, staring down at the thug, “either you can come with us and keep your life, or you can keep doin’ this dumb s**t and see what happens.” Taking a few steps back, Kohaku lifted his hands to ready his next move, if needed. He didn’t want to kick the man while he was down, so to speak; he knew he had a much greater edge over him as a shinobi, but at the same time, he knew he couldn’t let his guard down, either. Unless the shopkeeper had been found dead at the hands of these men, Kohaku had no interest in killing them. Beating some sense into them, however, was fair game.
TECHNIQUES ACTIVE ■ Burst Technique [ Heki no Jutsu ] | Rank D [-5 chakra] ■
PASSIVE EFFECTS ■ Passive Electrolocation ■ Electrical Resistance Training
MISSION INFO ■ Taking Out the Trash [Rank C] Local thugs have appeared and seem to be picking on the poor and defenseless. They are armed with weapons and probably have a little bit of fight in them. Knock them down a peg and turn them into the local authorities.
Elroe sighed as the well dressed thug did exactly as was expected of a well dressed thug. Also was the last thing you wanted to do when you're fighting someone. If they gave you the chance to get a hit on them because they turned their back why would you shout and loudly run towards them? Of course Elroe did think the attack was aimed for him not the shopkeep...but even then his reaction to the situation would have been the same. Hand seals would be formed and Elroe's shadow would suddenly extend towards the man rushing at him, intent on grabbing the man's shadow and taking control of the man in order to stop him in his tracks and prevent himself...well prevent the shopkeep from being hurt. Elroe would boredly turn his head slightly to see the man. "You're not very smart are you?"
The officer moved quickly to locate the ruckus that she'd heard a few streets down. She turned down the road to find a few teens and some well-dressed man trapped in... a shadow? "Hey," she said as she walked into the scene, hands on her hips which accentuated her APD badge on one side and her sword hilt on the other. "What the hell is going on here?" She gestured to the scene that had been unfolding, a mixture of confusion and suspicion battling on her face.
Setsuka and Kiryuu were preparing to give the burned thug another dose of what-for, before the sound of an assertive voice halted her. The fire chakra making her skin super-hot to the touch instantly stopped. It was the sound of authority, and one with a badge to back it up. She then instead grabbed the man up by the collar with Kiryuu growling at him, almost daring the captured baddy to make a move. "These guys in the suits were trying to make that poor shop-keep pay up protection money...", she paused as she pointed to the man Elroe was carrying, not the one trapped in his shadow. "...and I was on patrol in the area, while these two fine shinobi were in the area at the right place, at the right time.", she mentioned over to Kohaku now, who was probably apprehending his own baddie as his Burst technique likely caused him to go limp.
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Title: Taking out the "Trash" I Rank: Rank C Reputation: Positive Impact: Local Information: Local thugs have appeared and seem to be picking on the poor and defenseless. They are armed with weapons and probably have a little bit of fight in them. Knock them down a peg and turn them into the local authorities.
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Upon hearing the new voice, Kohaku’s eyes only shifted over in its direction, as to not give the thug an opportune moment to escape. After Setsuka spoke, he swiveled his head to look, extending an electrically charged hand downward at the thug as he averted his gaze. The woman, as she stood with her hands on her hips, wore an APD badge.
Returning his attention to the thug, Kohaku gave him a crooked grin. “Well, well. Look who’s here,” he said, releasing the electrical charge from his body with a soft crackle. Reaching down, Kohaku gripped the man by his forearm.
“Get up,” Kohaku snarled, yanking the thug to his feet, “and don’t cha even think about trying anything.” After the man was standing, Kohaku gripped the back of his neck with a single hand. “You know what’ll happen if you do,” he said as he began to guide the thug towards the others.
“We're finished here then, yeah?” Kohaku asked, glancing from Setsuka to the policewoman.
PASSIVE EFFECTS ■ Passive Electrolocation ■ Electrical Resistance Training
MISSION INFO ■ Taking Out the Trash [Rank C] Local thugs have appeared and seem to be picking on the poor and defenseless. They are armed with weapons and probably have a little bit of fight in them. Knock them down a peg and turn them into the local authorities.
Elroe glanced over towards the new arrival, an APD Officer from the looks of it. As he looked over so to did the man who's shadow he now had control of and thus had control of the man in question. Who looked a bit like he was upset that there was even an APD Officer there on top of the group of genin who stopped them. Elroe thought about it for a moment, blankly staring at the officer. Even taking a moment to look back at the man he had control of forcing the man to look back at....probably nothing at all. Then Elroe's gaze would return back to the officer. He wasn't sure how to get it across to her without also alerting the well dressed thug however he would just ask....pretty plainly. Even enough to seem completely serious. "Officer...this man has attempted to attack me. And also attacked the man on my shoulder." He said, as he knelt down to place the shopkeep on the ground. "Do I have permission to use lethal force next time he attacks me or the shopkeep?" Of course in his head Elroe wasn't planning on using lethal force against who he thought was some simple well dressed street thug. He didn't particularly seem like he was joking though. Unable to get across that he simply wanted to scare the man via any sort of facial expressions towards the officer. He hoped that she would simply agree because it sounded reasonable, or would at least realize by some miracle why he had asked in the first place.
The officer listened patiently as all three shinobi spoke up, piecing things together from what they said and what she could observe. The three of them had a strange dynamic and a somewhat different attitude towards the criminals. She wasn't entirely sure what to make of it, though apprehended criminals were apprehended criminals. Her brow raised of its own accord at the white-haired one's question, but she quickly fixed her expression to the more appropriate stoicism. She snapped her fingers, and fuuin arrays appeared underneath each criminal just before they disappeared in a poof of smoke, transported directly to holding at CORE. "Well... that wasn't what I expected to hear." She scrutinized each of the three of them in turn.
"We'll handle things back at APD. You three did good... but maybe watch the threats of lethal force; I think you intimidate well enough just by being so largely unreactive." She then cleared her throat. "Apologies, that's not relevant. You should reach receive kudos on your record by the end of the day. And, uh, well the Arashikage wants me to extend invitations to the APD to all shinobi with a knack of keeping things orderly, so. Come see me if you're ever interested."
Unless stopped, she would head out to return to the APD.
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Setsuka saluted the APD Officer who took their criminals into custody and then looked over to Kohaku and Elroe with a cocky grin. It was clear she was happy with the outcome of the events that had occurred there as she gave the two a thumbs up gesture. "See? I want to be just like that. A certified crime stopper.", she mentioned to the two. It was clear the fiery tamer wanted to be a member of the police force here in Arashigakure. Hell, she was patrolling on her own, without even being told to, just for practice and it landed her her first real bust. Sure, if Elroe and Kohaku had not been there, it might have been difficult for it to be a success. However, she was pleased with the result, and so was Kiryuu who offered a victory howl before following along behind Setsuka.
"I'm going to go do some work, but I'm sure we're going to meet back up eventually, and probably soon.", Setsuka remarked as Kiryuu offered a happy bark before leaving the two with the shop keeper. They could likely help him clean up shop or whatever, the real work was done as far as Setsuka was concerned.
[Exit to Rev Room to Relax]
Ichengo Angelus
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Title: Taking out the "Trash" I Rank: Rank C Reputation: Positive Impact: Local Information: Local thugs have appeared and seem to be picking on the poor and defenseless. They are armed with weapons and probably have a little bit of fight in them. Knock them down a peg and turn them into the local authorities.
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Kohaku had to admit, he felt pretty proud of himself; he even managed to wrangle one without beating them half-to-death. He honestly didn't expect something like this to happen during his walk down memory lane, but it gave him a sort of satisfaction he'd never really experienced before.
Growing up, Kohaku had little choice but to forge himself into the person he needed. There wasn't anyone else around who could protect him from the people that lurked the dark corners of the Black Cloud District. It's one of the many things that shaped him into the man he was today. But now, he could be that person for other people—people who had once been just as scared and defenseless as he had.
Kohaku hesitated upon the APD officer's words. His eyes suddenly downcast, his brazen demeanor becoming uncharacteristically coy.
"I, uh. I'll have to think on it," he replied, shifting his gaze back up to the officer. In all honesty, he didn't really want to get involved with the APD specifically. It wasn't really his style, but he knew there were similar paths that may suit him a little better.
Regardless, the job was done and Kohaku had seen enough of his old home for the day. Shoving his hands into his jacket pockets, he shuffled off back the way he came, a ponderous look now creased onto his face.
PASSIVE EFFECTS ■ Passive Electrolocation ■ Electrical Resistance Training
MISSION INFO ■ Taking Out the Trash [Rank C] Local thugs have appeared and seem to be picking on the poor and defenseless. They are armed with weapons and probably have a little bit of fight in them. Knock them down a peg and turn them into the local authorities.
𝓤pon entering an alleyway the favela of Arashigakure in the night, Jupatu smelled the stench of urine and immediately scoffed. “It certainly is strange that I see none of these Arashigakure shinobi doing anything about this place,”he said sarcastically. He had been assigned to fight some criminals as his first mission who had been causing trouble in the area, which he certainly knew would be a breeze for him. Just moments after he spoke, several group of men came from the shadows and had Jupatu surrounded entirely.
Jupatu had not shown any sign of fear because he was sure he would be able to take out what he would consider "fodder". With his everlasting smile on his face, this prompted one of the criminals to speak angrily. “The ******** is so funny, kid?” He said as he took out a tentou. Jupatu had still not budged an inch, though he was gathering chakra to use. “Well, I can show you better than I can tell you,” he had an oddly cheerful tone to his response, nigh-eerie.
“Go on. Show us, then,” another one of the gang members that stood next to the first that spoke said unfazed. Jupatu grinned wider than usual and nodded. “As you please,” he raised his hands from under his black furcoat as dark gray sand came the earth below, rising above everyone in the alley. Instantly after, it rained down upon the two who had spoke but not before they tried to evade the attack, in which they failed and instead took severe damage to their bodies. The two did not stand, though they were not dead. They had been groaning in immense pain and looked completely rocked.
“Beautiful, isn't it?” Jupatu said to those surrounding him. “D-Damn... you actually hurt them, you dumbass. Now you're going to pay for ******** with the wrong crew!” a member from behind said to Jupatu as he began to weave hand signs. “You are 'shinobi'? Imagine becoming a shinobi to use your skills to be mere vermin,” Jupatu looked back in condescending disgust, his words relentless though his tone was very much upbeat as usual. Moments after, a shinobi came charging towards him with a katana. As he looked forward, he heard a sound behind him that sounded as if the earth was rising.
“Your strategy would be half-decent if it was actually planned well,” Jupatu said, disappointed. “You talk too much, dumbass!” He had coated his blade in lightning chakra, and by his movements, Jupatu could tell that he was quite an agile person. “Oh?” Jupatu glanced back at what had been a lightning bolt a few feet from his face. With this, he flickered out of the way, behind the man who attacked him with his lightning blade as the lightning bolt struck him. He let out a strenuous groan as Jupatu then began to chuckle. “You are the people who are causing trouble? I thought the bad guys were supposed to be strong,” Jupatu's words broke their confidence slightly as the man struck by his own crewmate fell to his knees panting.
“Hey, everyone! What the ******** are we doing?! We should take this kid out before he gets too full of himself,” Jupatu looked back to see the man whom he struck with Iron Sand standing, though struggling slightly. “You are one to talk, mister,” he said haughtily, raising his index finger towards him. At the tip of his finger, Iron Sand had been compressed into a bullet the size of a marble and was fired immediately towards the man who just spoke. The ball fired into his solar plexus, causing him to drop immediately. Jupatu lifted his finger to his mouth and blew at the tip. “Next!” He said joyously.
“D-Do you think this kid might be a bit too much to handle?” The second of the two who had been barraged with Jupatu's Iron Sand from the sky spoke in clear doubt and fear. One of the gang members standing near Jupatu grabbed the arm of his ally and broke it as the man screamed in pain. This triggered Jupatu, reminding him of how he was treated as a child. With this, he grew two wings of Iron Sand and took to the sky as lighting thundered and rumbled overhead. “Is that how you treat your friend? Your ally? Your brethren?” His tone was sharp and piercing, as were his eyes. His disdain for what just happened had been made apparent and momentarily froze the gang members as a whole.
“Well, then,” his smile was no longer on his face. “Let me show you what I do to enemies.” Jupatu began mustering chakra, but the sheer panic of the men beneath him caused them to act fast by weaving hand signs. “Anything you fools throw at me will be rendered useless. Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it,” his smile returned, though it was completely abnormal. Swarms of hummingbirds made up of lightning shot at Jupatu with quite some speed, but they were quickly dispersed by the Iron Sand that shot from his wings.
“Is this all from those who talk so much? How does the saying go...” he lifted his hand and put his chin between his index finger and his thumb as he looked to the sky. “Oh, yeah. I remember now. An empty wagon...” as he finished his sentence, the clouds that had made the night more dark thundered with lightning above. All of the gang members below had looked petrified with both shock and fear as Iron Sand formed above Jupatu, lightning crackling around it. The faces of the gang members dropped. “... makes the most noise.” Jupatu extended his palm downwards at the gang members as Iron Sand rained upon them in small, compact clumps with lightning circulating within them.
As the gang members attempted to run, the pelting of the Iron Sand with an addition to the lightning that came with them caused severe pain to them. Jupatu made sure to aim for their upper and lower extremities. All of the surrounding gang members fell to ground and the only sound that was heard other than the thundering above was their groans. “Shall we continue or have you all learned to behave?” Jupatu had began descending from the sky, and as he reached the ground the men were struggling to move and breathing heavily.
“We'll get our boss to fight you, dumbass little kid,” one of the gang members managed to spit out. “Congratulations! You have given yourselves an escape. I would have killed you if I thought you had nothing to give me,” Jupatu said gleefully as he turned and walk away from the gang members. “He'll kill you when he sees you,” another gang member spat out as Jupatu stepped over him disrespectfully. “We will see now, won't we?” He responded to the gang member haughtily as he smiled before flickering out of the alleyway entirely.
Mission complete:
Title: Clean The Slums Rank: C Reputation: Positive Impact: Local Information: A group of criminals who rob and maim passerby's are running rampant through the night amidst the Black Cloud Slums. Apprehend them or teach them a lesson in order to stop their crimes entirely.
Techniques used:
Iron Sand Drizzle [ Satetsu Shigure ] | Rank B (x2, second one conducted with electricity) Body Flicker Technique [ Shunshin no Jutsu ] | Rank D Iron Bullet [ Hagane Dama ] | Rank D Black Iron Angel [ Kurogane no Tenshi ] | Rank B-S+
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Takao's sensory led him and Glass Boy from the WF District to the Slums. He was close on the scent of the civilian with the armory scrolls, though he turned a corner in the slums and was assaulted by two teenagers who tackled him to the ground, one rearing a brass-knuckled fist back and landing a punch on the stunned Takao before he could react. "What the - ********> He snarled as blood poured from his nose, sucking in a breath and spitting out a small sphere of air to blow the puncher back into the wall of the broken-down house they were in front of. He turned to the other teenager hold him down and spit blood in her face, though she pulled a knife with her free hand for his trouble. She brought it down at him and Takao used his own free hand - no longer held by the punchy teen - to grip her wrist and channel chakra to it, giving her a light skin burn and forcing her to drop it. Then, he swung his weight backwards to pull his legs up as if he were going into a ball, but he instead kicked his legs out at her to get her a few feet away so he could rise to his feet, knife in his hand.
"What the ******** is up with civilians today?" The one he threw to the wall had charged at Glass Boy with his brass knuckled fist again, aiming to punch the guy in the mouth. Meanwhile, miss knife had gotten to her feet again and pulled a second blade from her pocket. Jeez. "APD scum!" she yelled out, voice thick with an accent he couldn't place. "Yew don' belong 'here en 'ese parts!" He rolled his eyes as he got to his feet. "Listen, girly, I ain't a cop. You see a uniform on me?" He actually took the time to gesture up and down his body, his tattoos on display in his muscle tee. He looked more like a delinquent than an officer. "Now, if you don't get outta the way here, I'm afraid I'll be arrested for what I do to you." Nope, no Takao, don't think street s**t. You want to encourage people to be heroes. Be heroic. Be heroic. Be heroic. "Er, what I mean is, you're impeding something larger than yourself right now. We're just trying to keep the village safe from folks who wanna hold onto very dangerous toys. Please, uh, return to what you were doing before."
As he spoke, a civilian from earlier had managed to get into position behind him. The civilian unraveled a scroll silently, golden eyes squinting in pleasure as they squeezed the scroll and channeled chakra into it, activating the seal which released a technique on him without him realizing it [ Flame Whirlwind | B ].
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idk i'm not pulling the jutsu from the listing its probably c rank and not even b but ya know what the jutsu does w/o needing the description so its all gud
tl;dr you're dealing with a punch from a civilian and have the option to protect takao from the jutsu going off behind him
Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2022 8:08 pm
Glass boy was rather surprised by the sudden attack. He expected his mentor to have sensed something like that way before it had even happened. The boy wonder dropped into a defensive stance as he watched Takao take on the two civilians. Glass Boy took every moment to try and learn from Takao. He was a great fighter and just watching him was a good experience to learn. Though he had to break focus on his mentor to instead the man charging him. Glass Boy formed a single seal with both of his hands, a glass mirror appearing in the middle of the two immiediately. As the man came closer, his reflection would climb out of the mirror and attempt to punch him in the mouth. The mirror would shatter immediately upon the clone leaving it.
Glass Boy turned back to Takao to see how he was holding up. By the way he did his speech, Glass Boy knew the man needed help in the heroics department. It was okay, Glass Boy would teach him the ways of being a hero in exchange for Takao teaching him to be stronger. Though it seemed that would have to wait as one of the civilians had managed to flank Takao without him realizing. Another handseal would be formed and another mirror would appear in front of the ball of flame, barely in time to save Takao. The fire ball would then go harmlessly directly into the air. Glass Boy would then smile and place his hands on his hips. "That's right. We're not cops. We're here to prevent evil doers from destroying this village. We're here to be the light in the darkness that shrouds Arashigakure." The boy seemed rather proud of himself as always. "I've come from these very streets and now I'm here to save those who were forgotten by the APD."
◆￤ CHAKRAx 0,650 / 0,650xx◆￤ STAMINAx 0,660 / 0,660xx ◆￤ Taijutsu/Taijutsux◆￤ C RANK x◆￤ Hari x◆￤ Arashigakurex
● ook in the Mirror [ Kagami o miru ] | Rank X The Hari clan has many provisions against ninjutsu users, but this is their ultimate skill against martial artists. When a close-ranged enemy approaches them or an ally, they form a handseal before a mirror instantly appears between them. This mirror is usually body-sized compared to the enemy and its power depends on the amount of chakra applied. The enemy's reflection then flies out of the mirror as a glass clone and performs the exact same attack as the enemy reflected back at them. The clone cannot copy ninjutsu or genjutsu but can precisely copy taijutsu and bukijutsu without statistical advancements but with spiritual power and application. The glass clone's power is based on the amount of chakra applied to the mirror. If the glass clone's rank is equal to the taijutsu or bukijutsu technique that it is reflecting then it will counter it. Once the reflection leaves the mirror, the mirror immediately shatters. When the clone is killed by a strong enough technique the clone shatters as well but explodes outward to harm close-ranged attackers. ● Reflect [ Terikeasu ] | Rank X | Supplemental Action By spending an additional amount of chakra equal to the cost of the technique blocked by their mirrors, the user can reflect the jutsu from their mirrors. Additionally, the Hari Clan member may reflect the enemy technique into another mirror, and back to the enemy from the new mirror at no additional cost, creating a cacophony of attack redirection possibilities. Once an attack has been reflected this way, the attacks can continue on past their original durations so long as every post they bounce off of a mirror. In essence, this makes it better to ensure attacks against the Hari clan member are dealt with, rather than dodged, once they bounce off of a mirror. Every second post after the original bounce the cost must be repaid to reflect it again. The initial mirror used to reflect the attack is shattered after defending against one attack.
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2022 1:09 pm
Takao lurched forward as the mirror appeared behind him, redirecting the fire though Takao still felt a lick of the heat. Geez, he was glad he had a teammate to watch his back. He was used to operating solo despite his preference for teamwork, and he was grateful to receive vindication for that. "Thanks," he said with an inclination of his head towards Glass Boy. He turned to the civilian behind him. "Now, how do you just up and take it upon yourself to steal a scroll from the armory and just let it loose without knowing what it is? Like, that's absolutely insane. That could have opened up a vacuum. It could've created a poisonous mist. You want that? Huh? You could've caused an earthquake." He gestured as he spoke with increasingly aggravated motions.
"I- really, I don't even know what's happening to the village these days. It used to be, you could just mind your business save for the random appearance of shark monster things that you would fight with a really hot samurai and then, whoop!, back to your day. Y'know? And now, it's like, you mind your business and people are stealing from the literal military and running around with, like, potentially village-destroying s**t! What's up with that!?" He rubbed at his eyes and sighed with exasperation before shaking it all off. "Give the scroll over, mkay?" He held a hand out for it, but the civilian held it closer to his chest. "You're kidding, right?"
He rolled his eyes, but turned to Glass Boy. "The other ones are getting away, but we have this one now. I'm not sure if we should risk letting this one go to chase after the others and reclaim the weapons, or bank on what we have and get this civilian to questioning-""You are APD scum, then!""-so the ANBU can hunt down the others and reclaim the arsenal before it, y'know, risks the destruction of the village. Thoughts?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2022 1:54 pm
"Hey, hey! Ho, ho! The APD has got to go!" Thousands of civilians were gathered throughout the district in the street with many standing on balconies in their apartments to support the crowd. The people had spilled onto side streets, but there were vendors on the edges of those gatherings, making the crowd gathering into more of an opportunity to catch up with neighbors than a rebellious plot. Indeed, the troublemakers stood in the center of the street: lanterns were held sporadically through the crowd as dusk fell, with many carrying signs as they walked through. They planned to make the crowd last.
Most were holding the stolen scrolls. The bright colors demonstrated that the scrolls came from the armory in the village, particularly that held within the CORE compound. "2-4-6-8, ********>
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Takao and Glass Boy had worked on finding the rest of the civilians with the scrolls, but time slipped away from them as neither had the sensory skills necessary to find civilians who weren't actively yielding chakra and uses techniques. Hell, Takao could've found someone actively hiding their chakra signature easier than regular civilians in a village full of them.
Night fell around the two heroes. Takao was about to suggest they take a break, but the two of them were interrupted with an ink creation from the Arashikage that instructed them about a riot occurring in the slums. Using his sensory abilities, Takao determined where the riot was forming - a few blocks from where the two of them were. "No chakra, no techniques, huh?" He gestured for Glass Boy to follow as he hurried to the front of the riot, where civilians bore torches and held onto scrolls and chanted and damaged property. "I've never seen anything like this in all my years here..."
Diplomacy wasn't his strong suit. "Ey! What do you think you're gonna accomplish with all this, huh?" He gestured widely with upturned palms and a confused expression, but the expletives tossed his way made him realize that wasn't the right approach. "C'mon you guys. You're trying to summon up a response from the APD with this?" He wasn't a genius, but he could tell that the Arashikage had dispersed shinobi to the riot because she didn't want to bring the APD here. He knew they wouldn't arrive under any circumstance because of how much it'd worsen relations with the police. "What are your demands?"
