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{ Mission ID}Intel - Dissension
Rank: A
Description: There has been rumors of a group of individuals within Konohagakure who plan on staging a coup d'etat. These individuals - clearly ninja themselves, have are almost past the planning stage where they are ready to enact their nefarious wishes. Taking this mission requires of you to find out who these individuals are, sabatoge their plans, and bring them in. If bringing them in alive becomes impossible take their heads as fair warning for any collaborators.
Restrictions: No limitation
Rewards: 100 EXP, 10000 RYO

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My anxiety upon finding out about the rogue cell hiding within Konohagakure grew until I had been forced into this spot - the spot where I end up taking care of these individuals myself. My own reign of being Hokage started out with what was a well-planned coup and so I knew just how powerful they could be regardless of the individuals involved. So, I told my own wife three nights ago about this, the plan where we take down the cell ourselves.

Tonight as the night where it would happen, where we would finally take on this group. The moon was set high in the sky, no quite full but enough to provide the perfect level of visibility for operating in the 'dark'. I had already warned Youka about my appearance change before I did it, telling her where we should meet up that night, leaving and arriving at different times to remove suspicion. We couldn't be sure who was part of the cell and thus had to take extra precaution like this.

At the corner a specific intersection within Konoha my face morphed haphazardly, as I stared into a mirror purchased days before under the guise it was for Youka. It was appropriate to look completely different, like someone else who didn't resemble me at all. Again, to remove the suspicion if anything should go wrong that it was actually me. The form my face took was completely different than my own, older, rugged, with facial hair, and even a mock scar. I tried not to be impressed at my handiwork as I flashed a smile, musing at how impressive it had been to be a Shikigami.

The plan was to sneak to a suspected meeting location and investigate, perhaps even pretend to be new members of their cell. I was sure that they would be interested in Youka joining the cell, for obvious reasons. If it turned out these individuals were actually with the group? Well, they'd be killed. Zero tolerance.

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[addy-hime ♥]

The details of our mission were clear - track down the resistance cell and destroy them, perhaps gleaning some information about them along the way. Trivial, really. I did not believe there was a need to involve Asato, but he did not think another Jounin would be suitable as my partner for such delicate work as this. It certainly was true that his shape-shifting abilities were above and beyond a simple Henge no Jutsu, and impossible to detect to boot, just in case we found ourselves pitted against one of the few capable of seeing past a ruse. Ultimately, these facts are why I agreed to meet him on that street corner under the light of the moon. There were a few people walking the streets this night, but the curfew Asato instated as part of his reign drastically reduced my need for stealth. I decided to wear my cloak, its hood pulled up to hide the pink hair I was so known for. I shoved my hands in my pockets and fixed my stare on the back of the man standing in the intersection, not bothering to smother the tap-tap-tap my steel-toed boots created on the sidewalk. I knew it was him, and he would likely figure out fast enough that it was me. Really, I had wanted to change my appearance just like he did, but he thought it would be an advantage to have the Kage's wife interested in joining the resistance. Maybe I am bias, but I could never see myself betraying him, so it was hard to imagine they would believe such a flimsy lie. Potentially failing this mission over a simple detail filled me with anxiety; we could not brute force this, as he was wont to do. I stopped at his side, staring off into the night instead of making eye contact. "Where are we heading?" I knew he had some intelligence already, as far as a location we might meet with a resistance member to inquire further about their ranks. I smiled ruefully. "I'm ready."

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SPOILER: Click to show

{ Mission ID}Intel - Dissension
Rank: A
Description: There has been rumors of a group of individuals within Konohagakure who plan on staging a coup d'etat. These individuals - clearly ninja themselves, have are almost past the planning stage where they are ready to enact their nefarious wishes. Taking this mission requires of you to find out who these individuals are, sabatoge their plans, and bring them in. If bringing them in alive becomes impossible take their heads as fair warning for any collaborators.
Restrictions: No limitation
Rewards: 100 EXP, 10000 RYO

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It didn't take much to see Youka coming, living with her day to day affording me to understand the small intricacies in her movement. I myself slackened my back, changing my posture just a bit to fill the role I needed to play. I would be a simple older jounin tired of the Kage's reign, looking for a trip back to the good old days. It was always easier to play a role when you knew what exactly you were playing - your backstory. Turning a bit toward the alleyway and away from Youka as she approached, I nodded slightly, speaking only after I could properly change the pitch in my voice ever so slightly. It wasn't so different as to make me sound unusual, but it was enough to make me sound different and that was all that was necessary.

"The meeting is going down on the other side of the small park just a few blocks away from here. I suspect they probably have a few of their own in that park, or near it. We need only make contact there and express some interest. This is the extent of the information we could actually uncover sadly - pathetic really."

I looked around once, seeing only a few ninja walking to their destinations at this time of night. The curfew I had set would only enable though of Jounin rank to be rummaging around the village at this time of night. Luckily for us, everyone who had chosen to be out at this time of night looked shifty, either being tasked to do a mission or coming back from one that required the night. The way to the park was a straight shot through a few alleyways from here, though there was no telling who or what lied between here and there. The ANBU told me that often they would find individuals lying in these alleyways, beaten nearly to death for their valuables. Unfortunately, even under my reign such things existed.

When the street in front of us finally cleared I ran across quickly, motioning her to follow. Should she actually follow I would continue on this way, for the blocks between us and the park, stopping only on sight of it.

There were three individuals standing near a jungle-gym in the middle of the park, they tossed around kunai laughing far more loudly they anyone should given the time. None of them particularly stood out and even I didn't know them personally. I'd look back to Youka with a small shrug.

"I think you should make the first move here."

I extended my hand and managed a few handseals before, dropping three Shuriken in her hands - made of paper.

"Even from over here I can control these to explode, nobody will not be able to tell they are simple shuriken. If anything should happen, use them. Of course, I will come to your side immediately too."

I wasn't worried, but it didn't help to be prepared.

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[addy-hime ♥]

I followed Asato's lead through the dark streets and darker alleys, feeling safe only because my mind was mostly on the mission at hand. Honestly, Konohagakure's scum disgusted me; when I was younger and this curfew did not exist, I had many close calls with skeevy individuals that one could never fully forget. Some women were not as fortunate as I. My gaze was trained upon the ground, refusing to look up in case there was something I did not want to see. At least, until we finally arrived at our destination. "I agree. I think that I hold more sway than you, in this case," I mumbled, removing my hands from my pockets. I could feel the cold creeping on my fingertips and pressed them into my palms, seeking any type of warmth. He offered me some of his paper shuriken and I wrinkled my nose, but took them nonetheless. It would not do to have any sort of visible weaponry during the opening stages of our negotiations, so I slipped two into my right pocket and one into my left. "Watch my back." I turned on my heel and walked toward the three men, as nonchalantly as I could muster, given the situation. They had not seemed to notice us until this point, but now their full attention was on me, and I could see hostility upon their faces - obviously they were not expecting company, much less one without a face. I slowly raised my hands into the air and laughed, a sickly-sweet, tinkling sound even in my own ears. "I haven't come here to fight, there's no need to be so mad!" I called out, stopping five meters from them. As I lowered my hands, I pulled the hood down with them. Shock. Awe. Anger. Hatred. I saw the emotions flash over their faces like a stage drama and smiled. "Doubtless, you know who I am, and I think I know your opinion of me. But I've come here of my own accord tonight. You see, I'm tired of being controlled by the Hokage ... I am tired of doing his every whim while my comrades die, while parts of this village fall into financial ruin. I heard about your group, and my associate and I have come to offer our assistance in your fight," I said, while motioning back toward Asato, confident in his disguise. "Kon and I are Jounin, strong, and more importantly trusted by the Hokage. We could be a great asset. Please, would you be so kind as to bring us to your leader - or bring your leader to us?" I batted my eyelashes at them, keeping a neutral expression despite my diplomatic words. One wrong move could mean a failed mission, a fleeing rat.

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From my spot peeking out between the buildings I could see everything go down clearly. From the time they noticed Youka I could see their apprehension, confusion, and even amazement. Typically, she wouldn't be caught walking around at this time of night and surely not without an escort - and they knew who she was immediately. I positioned myself entirely within their view once she began talking, if only to remove suspicion I was a random unusual onlooker. Clearly she could handle herself in this situation because I could see them watch her with a level of attention they hadn't even been giving one another previously.

"Kon and I are Jounin, strong, and more importantly trusted by the Hokage. . ."

I took this line as cause to begin walking forward, my hands waving about to show that I was unarmed as I smiled sheepishly. When I finally made it by Youka's side - quite surprised I had unscathed, I nodded and began to speak in the tone I had established earlier.

"Yeah, I can't take this shit anymore. Sometimes I just wanna unwind ya' know? But with all these stuffy rules I can't even wipe my own ass without reporting to someone."

It physically hurt to talk like this, down to the ignorance about why the rules were in place, but I knew it would get the job done. I could see them nod and point to me, as if they totally agreed with my statements and it resonated with them as well. They spoke in whispers after that for a moment, looking back to me and Youka as if a bunch of teenaged boys in a football huddle. There was that internal physical hurt again, knowing these were some of my own ninja. I'd have to be more rigorous in my methods in the future.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll see about that lady. We need to talk to the leader to see if this is okay in the first place. Last thing we want is to become chopped liver. You just stay your pretty little behind there and we'll get this going. Maybe the leader will have a place for you in the new regime."

My hands clenched somewhat at their prattle, forcing myself to hold back my anger.

The one of the trio who was clearly the leader of sorts took off to go talk to this so-called leader, and came back within minutes with him. This man, who I didn't know by name, was clearly. . . special. It was an older male, who's teeth stuck out from behind his lips (buck teeth) and wore glasses. His clothing was nearly in tatters, his hair unkempt, and his shoes broken. Was this really their leader? I had never seen the man before myself but he resembled something more of a bum than an individual who would be planning some sort of grand coup. Then he spoke, but I had wished he hadn't.

"These the two who wanted in? This the pretty Hokage wife? HOOO HEEEE. Well, I'm sorry. We can't let cha' in just like that. You gotta show what you capable of. I'm the leader, we've been planning this for a really long time. I don't want to mess dis up. I wuz a jounin before I defected. We planning on taking that Hokage on mano o mano right when he least expects it."

I didn't even hide my face palm. This was it?

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[addy-hime ♥]

Ah, the amount of effort it took not to roll my eyes at the goon's speech was monumental. My pretty little behind, really? He sounded like the uneducated peon that he was, both under Konoha's regime and the ranking of the resistance. Fortunately, I was able to keep a relatively straight face by reminding myself that we would be wiping these idiots off the face of the earth within the hour, and with minimal repercussions! Rewards, in fact. If only everything in my life was this wonderful. As the head of the trio traipsed off to get the head honcho, I slid my hands back in my pockets and relaxed my stance somewhat, making it look like I was waiting leisurely. In fact, I gripped one of the paper shuriken in my right hand, running my finger along the blade to soothe my jittery nerves. If we took out the leader first, and perhaps some of the goons, we could torture the remaining one for whatever information we did not have. Taking out the leader would put a stop to their immediate activity, and would likely be a strong enough persuasion tactic to make someone else think twice about taking up the position again. With Asato fighting at my side I felt no real hesitation in making a reckless plan; it was not something I would have done if it were one versus four. My thoughts were interrupted by footsteps -- I dragged my gaze away from the jungle gym and to the new face that had come along with the old. Him? That was the leader of the insurrection? I tilted my head to the side in obvious curiosity, taking in every detail of the man as he spoke at me, like I was some piece of meat. Despite being a few meters away, I could smell his body odor, like a mixture of expensive cheese and decaying feet. Yes, feet. His stupid accent and the spittle that flew between his prominent teeth with every word kindled a fire of hatred in my heart, and though I did not allow it to show on my person, I could feel my body temperature rising beneath the cloth of my cloak. Unfathomable that this bum, this Jounin-reject, would be the one to challenge my husband's right to reign! Unfathomable that he should survive, that he should not suffer at my hands. Without warning, without even waiting for him to finish "expects it--", my body disappeared from its spot as I ran at him, moving faster than the untrained eye could see thanks to Shunshin. Though he was a Jounin in the past, I banked on him not being prepared for my reaction. I allowed my body to collide with his own, not hard enough to topple over; rather, one hand grabbed him by the jaw while the right pulled a shuriken from my pocket. I started at him in his eyes - they boggled - his mouth was hanging agape in shock, but trying to spit out some reaction. I could feel him start to move to retaliate, but not before the hand holding the shuriken forced its way into his mouth, pushing the object down his throat. "Asato!" I shouted, pushing the reject away from myself and jumping backward, putting distance between myself and his sorry fate.

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The one who fancied himself the leader was truly grotesque in all ways, a tribute to why I had established the rigor I had. Although people hated me for it, they also revered the outcomes - the contradiction of those who didn't understand what it took to be a leader. Under my rule we were strong, bold, and had established ourselves as one of if not the greatest hidden village in all of history. It wasn't perfect, but it worked, and these individuals were a testament to how much things didn't work before.

It must have been something he said or how he looked because Youka acted far faster than I, almost literally shoving the shuriken I gave her down the throat of the buck-toothed Jounin. Clearly, he wasn't ready for it and was caught completely off guard because all he did was moan a pained response. However, it was already too late by then, my hand forming the proper seal to release the incantation upon the piece of paper, forcing it to go off with the power of an explosive tag. The power of an explosive tag contained within the throat of the individual ended in nothing but gore. His head expanded before it exploded, blowing out his brain matter in every which direction - but mostly upon the other three.

I could see it on their faces, their horror and I savored it. They shrieked - almost in tandem, one of the most non-masculine shrieks I had ever heard. My face immediately switched back to my actual visage before I lunged forward, my arm transforming into that of a huge spike as I brought it to the chest of one of the lower-ranked goons. It pierced his torso flesh easily and instantly, the remainder of his muscle and sinew squeezing out of the hole as I ground the spike in.

The two other ninja sprung into action, though haphazardly, attempting to flee. One of them, clearly dropped makibishi and used a shunshin to get away, while the other simply ran. I myself didn't make chase, preoccupied with making sure the individual I caught was beyond dead, detaching the spike and placing it onto the ground with him still skewered upon it. I'd leave him here impaled for others to find in the morning. A clear warning.

"Youka, those two. We only need one really. So you should pick one to keep and one one to kill. The one we keep only needs to be mostly alive, in fact it's better if he's sorta dead."

Once she decided - I was sure I would be able to recognize who exactly she wanted to kill, I would simply capture the other guy.

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[addy-hime ♥]

As the leader's head exploded and the men around me shrieked like small children, I felt my anger explode into life as well. For a moment I was blinded by it, allowing my expression to change into a snarl and my muscles to tense. This was like a drug - like the world was suddenly more colorful, more enjoyable, warmer, worthwhile. His body hit the ground and I reeled back in my emotions, licking my lips to remove the dry feeling my high-speed movement had wrought. If one could not savor the kill, one had no reason to kill. Retribution. How dare he? How dare that scum try to oppose Asato, and how could he possibly have hoped to run Konoha? I could have destroyed these worthless beings myself, there was no reason for my husband to have looked upon the faces of the ones who thought they knew better than him. "I will kill, then," I responded simply to his words, my eyes already drawn to the one who had thought running away without any sort of aid was a good idea. He had not gotten very far at all, at least when compared to his comrade, who I did not see anymore with a swift glance around the park. I began sprinting after him, starting with a normal speed at first, and then transitioning to another Shunshin. Even with the wind howling in my ears I heard him let out another shriek. Honestly, I expected him to do something to save himself. I expected him to Shunshin, disappear, anything at all. Instead, he glanced over his shoulder at me to see how fast I was closing in ... and tripped over the edge of a sandbox, falling with flailing arms into a castle that must have been built earlier that day. I did not slow down, instead jumping over the small lip and landing with both feet upon his back. He screamed into the earth, reaching out - clawing at it. I dropped to my knees and held him there with what little weight I had, wrapping my fingers around his throat and squeezing. I felt his pulse quicken, his breathing grow heavy and strained, his flailing more wild. "Fuck you. Fuck you and your friends for thinking you had the right to oppose the Hokage-sama. You are scum. You are not fit to die even by my hand, much less his, but this will have to do. You disgusting piece of trash--" I did not bother to whisper. Instead, I spoke at normal room volume, allowing my hatred to soak through every word, but sounding rather calm all the same. My grip with the left hand tightened and I released my right hand, instead slipping the kunai holstered in my cloak sleeve out. Deftly, I angled it along his jugular, pressed in, and sawed across. He stopped struggling.

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I watched in awe as Youka went into her blood-frenzy, running after the one she had chosen to kill and killing him in quite possibly the most merciless and bloody way I had ever seen. This was taking into account I had just skewered a man upon the stake and left him to rot. It was times like this that I knew we were destined to be together, monsters in our own right. It was perfect.

My form burst into nothing but pieces of paper as I moved my form toward the other man who had ran, able to catch up with him easily due to simply not needing to worry about terrain. I collapsed into my humanoid form in front of him, with a sigh, before I walked slowly over. He cried, like a baby - praying and begging. But it hadn't mattered, he was the unfortunate one who had to be punished extensively for their transgressions. With a few seals I released chakra into my hand, moving forward in one fluid step as I pressed my palm in one explosive movement into his forehead. Once the Rigouaku Fuuin took hold he fell still, his body paralyzed. Utilizing paper, I fashioned him a coffin of sorts - a carrying case I could easily manipulate, preferring such to lugging his body around with my own physical strength.

I slowly walked back over to Youka, putting my hand on her shoulder when I finally did reach her, motiong to the coffin that float with me.

"This guy is bagged now. I'm sure he'll provide some entertainment later. We can leave these guys all around here to deter anyone else from doing something like this. I am sure there are more of them, but with the leader dead their coup should be toppled. Besides, if that's the best they could do than it doesn't really matter in the end. Looks like it was all for nothing really, these guys couldn't do anything if they tried."

I waited for her response before, I spoke again.

"Home after, dropping this guy off in the oubliette?"

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It was sad how easily the human form could have its life ripped away. When I felt the man stop moving beneath me I pulled my kunai out from his neck, cleaning it in the sand, and slid it back into its holster. He had not even put up much of a fight, if I was to be honest with myself, but it felt so wonderful to be the one that caused his final breath. Well, final sputter. I stood up from his back and carefully maneuvered onto the edge of the sandbox, studying the bloody picture before me. Beautiful; poetic. His face was smothered in the broken castle and even in the moonlight I could see a pool around him stained red, like clay. Any remaining member of the resistance would be able to see what happened here, and why, assuming they were not stupider than these four - a feat, if so. I sniffed, for the wind had brought a scent to my nose that made me cringe. Although there was beauty in death, when realty set back in the ugliness reared its head. The man had clearly defecated, either from fear or as a natural course of his fate, and it did not mix well with his general body odor. "Fool. You may have been stupid, but at least you could have lived a little longer had you served Asato," I told the body, tilting my chin to get a better look at the moon, now farther in its trek of the sky. "You will serve as a warning to the rest of them. I hope they choose more wisely." My tirade was interrupted by a hand touching my shoulder, a familiar pressure and warmth. Yeah, I guess it could have been an enemy, but there was no way Asato would have lost to these men, with their lack of skill. Even the Jounin had gone down quickly, an ant crushed beneath the weight of my rage. I turned to him. "You're right, baby. Even if they had attempted their coup they would have failed before reaching you. Even our Genin could put them in their places; the ANBU needn't even be involved. I am hoping these corpses act as a warning to the stronger ones with similar thoughts, though. You have been in power for so long without much incident, the day is coming that we will have a real threat, I'm sure. We can never be too careful." My emotions were swayed by his voice, and I felt my stomach flutter when my eyes landed on his face, happy to see it was the one that belonged to him. Home after? I bite my lip to keep from saying aloud what I really wanted to say, instead leaning forward to brush my fingers against his chest, a featherlight touch. "Hopefully we can make it in the door," I whispered, giving him a look to further convey my intentions. Then I moved my hand to grasp his own, soothed by the heat, and tugged his arm to convey my desire to hurry along. Yes, he could easily ignite me. These idiots never stood a chance. [exit with asato]

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