[P] Chaos, Part 1 [mission].

[Juro]

[CHAOS PT 1.]

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[Juro]

[/b] He questioned the boy. His tone was soft yet stern as he dipped his hand within his pockets. They were both glaring at him now with obvious hesitation. One of the boys stepped forward, his eyes wide questioning how he should approach this stranger. "Yeah whats it to you?" Ayumu answered his voice beaming with confidence. "Well you see I have a dull sword and rumors have it your 'sensei' is the best swords-maker in this country." Juro, not having the slightest clue weather boy would believe his story stared at the boy awaiting his reply. "Uhhh, Yeah he is. I could bring you to him but its gonna cost ya." Now that he had their trust it was time for the game to begin. "Great, aren't you going to get in more trouble if you don't hurry? Your wasting a lot of time questioning me." He joked with boy trying to clear the awkwardness between them. And with a nod of his head they were of once again, however this time they were accompanied by Juro. The boy named Sasuke didn’t acknowledge him, keeping his distance trying his best to whisper to his friend. It was obvious he didn’t trust Juro, if the swords-makers apprentice valued his life he’d keep his mouth suspicions to himself.

"Were here."

He entered the shop. What an old dusty shop it was. He couldn’t comprehend why someone with such a large bounty would own such a tacky establishment. Juro, reminding himself of his mission discarded his obvious distaste of the aged shop. There was a look of relief on Ayumu face, they had made it in time. Sasuke however still looking upon Juro with suspicion darted into the back of the shop no longer visible to Juro. He was up to something.

Suddenly, Juro could see from the corner of his eye a small fragile old man creep from the back of the store, his student in pursuit as if he was a guard dog. "Sasuke tells me you have a sword that you wish me to sharpen?" The old man rubbed the back of his head with permanent smile plastered across his face. Juro nodded and reached towards his black gripping his Nodachi that rested on his back. Juro could feel his hand trembling in anticipation, he wanted to strike, but resisted. Even if he was able to strike the old man now he would have to find a way to get of rid his two pupils, both of whom were obvious trained in either swordsmanship or ninjutsu, which Juro had yet to determine.

"Yes I do, My Nodachi." He replied as he slowly placed the blade in front of the old man Hanzo. Gripping the blade slowly, Hanzo uncovered the blade examining every inch. Juro couldn’t help but admire his enthusiasm, it was outstanding. Hanzo had clearly spent a large portion if not all of his life devoted to swords. The question of why he needed to be killed crossed Juro mind once more. It was not empathy, but a small yearning to know a little more of the mysterious old. With a small grin, Juro went to speak once more, but was suddenly cut off by the elderly mans soft but strong words. "You can tell a lot about a person through their sword. The sword is the extinction of one’s soul. Some believe it is a physical avatar of the soul. I’ve seen many swords, but this is by far one of the most beautiful, its such a shame." He stopped. Juro was perplexed, Hanzo once fragile demeanor changed before his very eyes. He was no ordinary sword-maker. "Its such a shame its wielded but such a cruel man."

Before he Juro knew it the blade had been thrown only inches away from piercing his shoulder. It seemed the hunted had become the hunter, Juro quickly moved into his offensive stance, it seemed his bounty had some fight in him after all. He was going to enjoy this.

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[Juro]

[/b]", he mumbled under his breath as he kicked the young Ayumu as he cheered his sensei on, quickly turning his attention back on the old man who waited pacientely for Juro to strike again. Somewhere between a second and a second in a half Juro felt a horrible pain in his abdomen. It was Sasuke he had used Juro assault on Ayumu as the perfect distraction as he creped quickly on Juro giving him a nasty jab to his gut.

"You little bastard."

His stomach throbbed as he shifted his attention to the young boy who’s fist was planted in his stomach. He moved his right arm gripping the boy, twisting his torso releasing the boy sending him hurtling towards Ayumu who was now stood almost directly besides him. Meanwhile, Hanzo changed his stance he was studying Juro his antinomy. Perhaps he was a taijutsu specialist, no. Juro would have been given this information, he had asked for this information. His carrier wouldn’t dare cross him, would he? Unable to give anymore thought on the matter, Juro found himself in the furry of a assault from the aged Hanzo."What speed,"Juro thought to himself as he tried to keep up with the old mans unorthodox movements and quick fist.

"Your pretty quick old man!"

BOOOOOOOM

"What the fuck", Juro thought as he found himself being blown out of the shop. Was this ninjutsu? He was unaware up to this point that the swords-maker was also a shinobi. What an interesting turn of events, but nonetheless he had a job to do. Dusting himself off, he grinned a little, as he picked himself up off the ground. The wind ninjutsu was clearly a warning shot. The street had turned into an arena, he now had spectators. He had to put on a show, his fingers moved into hands signs quickly, he had no time to waste. You see Juro was nowhere near a brute and barely was reliable in taijutsu. His strength relied in his strength of illusions. From early on his shinobi career he always found it more fun to watch his appoints sanity slip through their very hands.

Juro leaped, his hands outstretched as he lunged for the old man Hanzo who now stood at the gaping hole that use to be the doorway into his shop. Sensei! Ayumu screamed as quickly moved in Juro path way. He had to give to him he was determined. No matter, he would simply be the first to feel his rage. Juro gripped the boy before throwing him once more, instead this time he had also entered his mind. Ayumu now found himself covered in wounds he gazed at in amazement and in horror, how was he able to inflict such damage with a simple throw?

"Are you so low you would place even Genin, in genjutsu?" The old shionbi spat as he charged at Juro once more. "Its time for you to die old man." Juro yelled preparing himself for the oncoming attack. He knew he would have to dispose of him quickly, it would only be a matter of time before reinforcements arrived. This was turning out to be more troublesome than he'd initially believed.

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Chishihou no Jutsu (Faux Wound Technique)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Offensive / Touch Genjutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Special: Affects victims in a 5 meter radius of the user's strike. Severity of wounds depends on rank.
D: Flesh-wounds & scrapes
C: Deep cuts and stabs
B: Broken bones
A: Limb removal
S: Beheading

Description: With this simple Genjutsu of Touch, the illusionist creates the sensation of a wound onto anyone that they attack. After forming the needed seals, the user charges and strikes, and the illusion settles in. Although the victim(s) won't feel pain, they will feel the disadvantages of being injured, such as being able to walk less over a perceived broken for, or being unable to form handseals due to an imaginary chopped off hand.
Domain: Genjutsu - Illusion of Touch

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[Juro]

[/b], Juro screamed at the old shinobi as he dragged his hands down towards the grown. The kunai seemed to follow his movements fluidly, they had attached to nearly invisible wire that he held within his hands. The two kunai tunneled towards the shionbi, Juro was more than confident that his simple trick would harm Hanzo, but it seemed that he had forgotten Sasuke who sat idle as his sensei battled Juro. The young boy launched himself into the sky and with a violent swipe cut both wires, releasing the kunai from Juro grip sending them flying in opposite directions. "You're going to have to do better than that." Oh he would do better, a lot better...

Juro took a long breath, inhaling all the air around him. It was time to strike and this time it would be for blood. Slapping his hands together, he quickly began to gather chakra as he moved his together in quick patterns preparing to use his jutsu. "Sasuke don't let him touch you, he's a genjutsu specialist, if were caught in his genjutsu were finished." But it was already finished, he had clearly overestimated the elderly shinobi. Not all of his genjutsu needed direct contact.

"Can you feel the air slipping through your lungs?" He asked. Juro most powerful illusion, to literally trick his victims into believing they are no longer consuming oxygen, it was a simple, yet effective jutsu. The jutsu took nearly seconds to cause panic in young Sasuke, but Hanzo seemed to combat the effects for the moment. But for how long? "Hmph, I see you've trapped me in a illusion." The old man responded as he positioned himself once more. "But, unlike my students it will take more than a simple genjutsu of this nature to stop me. Prepare yourself."

Prepare himself for what? What could he possibly have up his sleeve, and in that moment he moved. Juro was taken back at the level of chakra Hanzo admitting he was charging up, this attack was about to be massive. He slowly retreated back, moving his hands in a defensive fashion. He was ready, it was time to end this once and for all.

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Nododitsumaru (Draining Oxygen Slip)
Rank: C, B
Type: Supplementary / Touch Genjutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters
Special: Lack of oxygen affects a single victim within a 10 meter radius from the user, plus 10 more each time retrained the 'C' ranked version is trained; 'B' raked version adds an additional vicitm each time retrained. If Genjutsu is not dispelled within 4 turns, targets fall unconscious.
Description: A simple yet affective Genjutsu used mainly as a distraction and to cause panic in the victim. After forming the needed seals, the user designates a target and the technique will start to take effect. The target of the technique will begin to feel as though they’re not taking in enough oxygen at first, with shallow and quick breaths. The next turn the target feels as though they’re taking in no oxygen at all, which is followed by the feeling of drowning. The victim's body believes it is literally taking no oxygen, and so the body doesn't search for it but instead wastes more energy trying to obtain more. This results in the target falling unconscious if the illusion goes unchecked.
Domain: Genjutsu – Illusion of Touch

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[Juro]

[/b] He looked at the pursuing guards. And in moments he was gone, the young tracker hid his chakra once more. It was time to collect his bounty and stir up more chaos in the world.

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[Axcel]

+48 exp. Keep in mind you need six posts for a c-rank mission.

[Juro]

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"Apologies."

Their eyes meet in a gazed, both fogged by intoxication, but still coherent. With a quick movements towards his pocket the hooded man grab a small paper bag placing it on the counter. Juro grabbed the bag placing it in his pocket. He had received his bounty and now it was time to make his leave. Giving the hooded man one last look he departed.

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[addy-hime ♥]

10 EXP. Mission completed, too; 50 EXP & 1,000 ryo awarded.