Hyuuga Compound

[Naomi]

“Have your parents returned yet?' This was Kaoru; Naomi had always appreciated her concern, but the truth was she didn't believe they had any intention of returning. Coming to terms with that had been a long road, especially now that she was a shinobi herself. The inconsistencies of their disappearance were not widely known, however she understood well enough now when she was being lied to. The simple fact was, they abandoned their assignment; and in order to protect the Hyuuga from any ill-press amongst the village, the facts were distorted to make it seem like they had been captured or killed. In this regard, she only wished to know why they did not take her with them. She would have understood parting from their home, but she would never understand why they had left her behind. Even if they explained it to her, it was one of those voids in her heart that would just never fully close.

“No, the higher-ups think they were taken captive,” she sunk low into the couch away from the statement she had just made. Someone trained to recognize such actions, might have deduced that she had no faith in what she had just said and thus had to physically distance herself. However, sweet parents attending to their child would be equally obvious to it. The two of them exchanged glances as Iruka took his plate to the sink; he dropped it in, glad for the loud-SMASH it made with the metal.

“Don't just toss it, son,” his father scolded. When he turned back, he shoveled some food in his mouth and looked upon a clock on the wall. “Excuse me Naomi, I have to take Iruka to the academy now, feel free to stay as long as you'd like though.” As he stood, Iruka passed by him and went for the door. More excited than yesterday, Naomi noted. However, she hadn't even the smallest inkling of why that was. Masumi had in fact promised to show him the bushin technique, a bit earlier than he was meant to learn it. If he had known that she only promised him that to publicly humiliate him, perhaps that smile would have faded. Regardless, she peeked up from the couch and gave them a pleasant wave as they went off. The door closed on after them and from that time, Kaoru went about cleaning the kitchen, all the while observing her guest with the most compassionate of glances.

“You don't believe them do you?” She asked, while scrubbing one of their plates above the sink. Although she did not turn, Naomi certainly felt as if a spotlight had suddenly focused on her. She felt a mixture of heat, nerves and fright all at once. A wave of anticipation struck with the silence that followed. Water flowed for a few moments, and then light tones of cloth upon glass followed as the grime on plates was wiped clean. Each plate that was held was wiped, stacked and then wiped again. “If you ever need to talk about it, I'll be here for the next five or so months. With the baby on the way, I don't get out much.” Kaoru reflected when the silence did not break.

Off behind her, Naomi sighed. “I think they've left the village.”

[Naomi]

They left on assignment just a few days after my graduation. I remember because I went along to see them off. At the time, I didn't think much of it; a simple surveillance task in Mizu no Kuni. There were rumors floating around that a local vigilante group were suspect in the torching of three homes and the deaths of several refuge families that fled from Tetsu no Kuni. The assignment was never supposed to involve engagement with the group. However, I think that is where things went wrong.

Sometime after they had left the village, the higher-ups brought me a letter signed and dated by my parents. I knew it had been opened even though they said they had not broken the seal. Around the tips of the envelope, there was excess ink as if they had held the seal on to long. I discovered another distinct layer beneath the seal, one that been removed before the letter was brought to me. After they left, I locked the door and went to the desk beside my bed. Under light, I examined it multiple times before deciding that not only had they opened it, but they had in fact trimmed out some of the details. What had been was no longer there and instead was replaced by what they wanted.

Perhaps they thought I'd go after them and in all honesty I couldn't blame them for that speculation. Even I sometimes think I would have, at the time anyways. That was before I came to terms with what my parents had really done. I figure, that the assignment was part of their rouse from the beginning. They were in fact the employers and used that advantage to allow them to escape without a trace and take those they wanted with them. Instead of becoming nuke-nin, they became missing in action and eventually, I believe they will be declared dead in foreign incarceration.

No, I don't really have any proof beyond my own guesses, but how else would you explain a team simply vanishing? As far as I have been told, they have not turned up in any of the five villages, so I can assume they did not betray their home for another; and there have been no demands for ransom, or those with surgically altered eyes. I think the higher-ups may know the truth, but rather not risk another of their own running off after idealists looking for a better life. In a way, I think they did really want to protect, but instead of that, all they have done is make me hate the hatred even more. I am so sick of it, of everything that we have to put up with, just because we were born under the wrong side of a family tree. Sometimes, I think that is the real reason they left; they really were just so tired of it all.

Naomi's speech passed the time sure enough and before long Kaoru had joined her on the couch; and did not leave up from it even as her minor began to paced across wooden-paneled floors. She didn't stop once, and if she did it was only to catch her breath between phrases. In hindsight, every part of her body protested against her decision, but she could no more stop herself now than she could stop pacing up and back; and up and back again. What she said, she needed to say and that was that. If it wasn't to Kaoru, it would have been to someone else, and perhaps that person would not look so kindly upon the conspiracy she was suggesting within her own family. By the time she finished, she nearly crossed the room fifty times over and what followed with a silence riddled with tension and an awkwardness she had expected from the beginning.

Say something... she wanted to scream; she wanted to know that what she said wasn't crazy, despite how crazy it all sounded in her own mind. For a time after she finished, she only turned and stared, unable to do much else. Although, she was quite certain that she wanted to leave, to get on with the day now that the metaphorical cat was out of the bag. A teenage girl had ranted; said what she needed to say to feel better and then there was nothing. There shouldn't have bee anything, but in fact there was; there had to be. Otherwise there would have been no point in speaking at all. Later, she might wonder why she had so dangerously opened herself up, but for now all she could do was look at the door, then back at her companion and lastly in a mirror that hung across from a tidy kitchen.

The dishes were clean.

[Ichi]

I won't lie and say that I wasn't exhausted from my little escapade with that teleportin' fellow. I fell messily onto my bed, sprawling open in a mess of euphoric bliss and wonderful relaxation. He was definitely the best I'd ever had - and I'd had quite a few for being so young. I was definitely going to be seeing him again, that much I knew.

Eyeing the kunai he'd given me, I tossed it in my hand aimlessly. Every time it fell back toward me I could see his face, that determined and stoic expression he wore so well. It sent shivers down my spine.

"I can only hope," I whispered while sliding the weapon into my closet. This was the safest place possible.

Then, I dosed off into slumber.

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I'm not exactly sure how long I slept, but I was definitely rejuvenated by the time I woke up. A hot bath, some food, and a fresh pair of clothes later, I was ready to head back out and see my fuck-n'-run date once again. I wasn't sure where he was, but I had an itching feelin' that I'd find him in our little haven if I looked. So, that's exactly where I intended to go.

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Name: He Chris Brownin’, Yo!
Rank: C-Rank
Repeatable: Once per PC
Description: Deep within the Hyūga Compound, originating from one of its many households, a young, strong, and seemingly delusional man with a strong case of paranoia has imprisoned several young woman in his manor. Seeing them as possible threats to his prospecting Shinobi career, he’s threatening to eliminate them publicly. Due to the delicate nature of this assignment, the Hyūga Head have decided to allow an outside force to resolve the issue seeing as conflict within the clan could cause municipal complications. Be warned, however; the target is armed with both the Byakugan, and an irrepressible need to defend himself—stay alert.
Reward: 1,000 ryo, 50exp

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For so early in the morning, the sky was bright and the air was chilling. As May walked solemnly toward her destination, her mind wandered away from the mission. There was so much on her mind, so much that it made her head spin and her stomach turn. She had spent the last few months of her life doing nothing, absolutely nothing. She just sat around and sulked, obsessing over the emotions brought up from visiting her old home. She had no companions, the only person she had ever spoken with and actually approved of had gone ahead and became the most important person in the village and probably wouldn’t have time for her. It was quite depressing.

Even though May is prone to depression, it wasn’t in her character to blow off training and missions amidst it. But she had, and it as taken her several days to finally pull a mission off of the mission board and fallow its neat directions to the location she would perform in. So, instead of making a big deal out of the stupid human things called emotions, she wandered aimlessly through the lush forest. The cold air lurking around her prickled her skin and made her shiver, but the view she found ahead of her made her shiver even more.

Her mission was to find and contain a crazy main in the midst of the Hyuuga Compound. The mission itself was intimidating enough, but the massive place it was hidden in was even more breath taking. The compound looked like a giant, ancient military bass. With crusty old walls towering above her past the trees and into the sky, the just as big doors gleamed in the faint sunlight as May tried to see if there was anyone around. She had seen the compound from far away times before, whether she was training or just stocking around the forest, she had seen it. And even from far away it was glorious, but up close it was even better. The thoughts of living in such a place brought warmth to May’s body, being part of a clan would be much easier than being all alone. A massive family, big enough to house several different families. If May was part of a clan she would have a place to belong, a place to come home to, and even though she had a home for herself, it wasn’t comforting at all.

Glancing back down at the crumbled paper May read through her mission once again, she was to find and. . somehow contain this man and his prisoners. It seemed easy enough, and the thought that he was holding women hostage was blood pumping. May always hated how women were looked at as weak things, now maybe she could prove something to the girls and the man that they can be just as great as everyone else. As she grew closer to the gates, May tried to get her excitement up. She was going to get to beat up some guy, or maybe even have a decent fight! She would get a fight, and complete a mission, and maybe even see certain people while turning her mission in. Sounded great, but not everything was appealing. With the state she was in, she had started to doubt herself – and such a thing was very out of character of her. But if she gave into something such as emotion she would never be a worthy shinobi, she would only be a good one or maybe even a great one, but not an extraordinary one. Shinobi must be passionate only about their work, creating a personal life that is complicated never helps one’s ability to fight. But here May was, thinking about boys and loss. It sickened her.

However, May needed to overcome this, she would get over it and become great and numb again. There was nothing wrong with falling down, as long as she got back up. So, as the distance between the guards at the front gate shortened May began to get her old self back. When close enough, she raised her hand in a friendly gesture, even though they probably knew who she was – considering they probably good see her from a mile away. “I’m here for a mission.” She said when she was close enough, offering up the scrappy piece of paper in her hand to the guard near her, she was ready for this.

OOC: Was I supposed to post this in this thread? :3

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As she shifted her weight to her other foot, May waited almost. . nervously as the guard looked her up and down. “Well. . “ He hesitated for a moment, his body tensing up as if he was suspicious. “Alright. Right through the gates, the residency you should be looking for is far down the main street. Be careful.” His body still seemed tense, but he nodded and looked away, facing the forest once again. Taking that as her cue to move, May nodded slightly to herself and moved toward the gates, which we slowly opening due to the guard’s partner’s constant pushing. He was a bit small, and it seemed difficult for him to get the large, platinum gates open, but he did it, and scrambled back to his position. If May was in a better mood, she would have made a rude remark on how he was too weak to be a guard, but feeling as she was, she just continued onward, thinking about her mission.

Inside the compound was almost like a whole new village, houses more elegant then any Konoha home, were lined up down a long, narrow road, which May took as the main road. It didn’t swerve or turn, just continued straight to some sort of mansion on the other side of the compound. May had an urge to lurk in its beauty, to spend a moment to take it all in, but as her nerves were getting tenser and her heart was racing faster, she eagerly approached the location of her mission.

Unlike Konoha, the road she moved through was empty and utterly quiet. The wind was easily heard and the windows and doors of all houses were closed shut and tight. The more paranoid part of May perked up in alarm, it was too quiet for such a large group of shinobi, that something must be off. But, being in her state May reminded herself that most residents were in fact great shinobi, who were probably already out training for the day. “. . . far down the main street,” May mumbled to herself, pulling out her mission paper again and studying the address. She bared her teeth and whispered the last part, sending chills through her body. “Be careful.”

Still terrifyingly quiet, May continued forward, keeping her eyes fixed onto the road before her. No matter how much she tried, she felt like she was being watched, and the closer she got to the location of the mission, the more paranoid she got about an attack. I’m in the perfect place to be ambushed. . . She thought to herself, automatically pulling her arms across her chest to hug herself. I could be attacked. . May’s eyes darted around her surroundings quickly, the house on the end began to come into view, and it’s shack-like designs made it all that more creepy. I could be captured and killed! This thought brought a shudder through her body, May was never afraid of a fight, she never doubted herself, and she sure as hell didn’t walk into a mission feeling like this. Before she could tell herself to stop thinking bad thoughts, her senses perked quickly and she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.

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Reacting quickly, she slipped into the space between two homes, peeling onto the wall and staring intensely to where the motion occurred. Another movement, this time from the opposite direction, cause Amy to start panicking, her heart beating faster – adrenaline already pumping. Could just be a kid . or passerby. She tried to make the thought comforting, but even she knew that only highly skilled shinobi could move faster than her eyes could fallow. Obviously, something was up.

Suddenly, realization passed through her. Most likely, whoever this was, could find her even when she was hiding behind the building. She was in a perfect spot to become prey to anyone, skilled or weak. Slight panick arose, but May pushed it back down with deep breaths, forcing herself to think. Don’t let yourself become prey. She said to herself, closing her eyes, taking slower breaths. Letting out a breath, she rolled her head around her neck, stretching. Think. . May. . think. Get an advantage, or at least a lead. She hadn’t done anything this exciting for a such a long time, she forgot how difficult it was for her to get running again. Something, anything she could do to prepare. She should move, run off, a standing target is a stagnant and easily defeated one.

Then it hit her, this person might have the Byakugan, but May still had some tracking jutsus too. With her eyes already closed, she focused hard on the chakra running through her body, clasping her tow hands together and planting her feet firmly in the ground. Kekkai, Tengai Houjin! A rush of chakra flew through her body before flowing out and into a dome around her. About seven meters to her right a pulse of different chakra came flying back at her, alerting her of the shinobi’s position – and they were moving fast, running straight for her, nearly flying on their feet. At that moment everything came back to May, her arm reached naturally into her gourd which was resting on her rear-end and equipped a kunai, raising it just in time to block a quick jab of her opponent.

He was definitely her target, he was young – eve handsome, with dark shaggy hair and pure white eyes. His face was pulled into a stern grimace as he flinched at the pain of May’s blade on his skin. Their eyes locked for a mere second, both filled with rage and horror, before the two disbanded and jumped backwards. He didn’t even bother to look at his arm as he spoke to her, his voice deep and menacing; too dark for such a beautiful body. “I knew someone would come.” The smirk fallowing his line made May tense up – she hated cocky people, especially cocky boys. “But I didn’t think they’d send a kid.” May caught the slight movement in his foot and she lunged forward, colliding with his attack. She knew about Hyuuga’s, their gentle fist technique and how they’d hit major chakra points in order to disable movement in the body. She studied it all the time, not expecting to ever be faces against one but wanting to know if she would be, and now she was.

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Kekkai • Tengai Houjin (Barrier • Dome Method Formation)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Defensive / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 50 meters (20 meters)
Chakra: Low - Very High
Special: Rank determines level, and type of chakra that is detectable - 'D' rank is 10 meters, and each rank increases by 10. Must be still in order to use.
Description: Kekkai • Tengai Houjin is a Ninjutsu technique named a barrier jutsu due to the field of chakra that it disperses around. After having their hands come together, the user can extend a sensory barrier to detect the movements of a hidden foe. Should the field touch their opponent, the user will know their position immediately.
Domain: Universal Ninjutsu.

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They were probably a whole few blocks away from his home, so the thought of why he came to her made no sense. However, she didn’t have much time to think about other stuff as she tried to swiftly dodge his attacks, and swipe her kunai at him. He was fast, but she was just as swift, focusing more on dodging then hitting. She wanted him to tire, to get a little less energized and to falter, opening a spot for her own attack, but his movement were fluent and fast – fast enough to almost get May a few times. They continued this pattern for thirty seconds, May ducking and lunging while he swatted his arms at her. By the time she jumped back she was tired, trying not to breathe too heavily since his body showed no signs of exhaustion.

“Just release the women and we won’t have to do this.” Her voice came out stronger then she had expected, booming in the dead silence. The man just gave her a blank stare before bursting out into a hysterical laughing spree. After several high pitched and almost terrifying laughs he calmed down and return to his smirking expression. The laugh itself was creepy enough, but as his lips twitched and rose into a grin he hissed the fallowing. “Now, now,” His body leaned forward and his foot moved slightly, again May readied herself but didn’t lunge forward, she found herself waiting for an answer, even though she knew it would result in her having to fight her. “That would be no fun.” His words were disturbing enough that May faltered for a moment, right as the man struck, stabbing his arm into her stomach.

The force pushed May back against the wall of a house, she let out three violent coughs, withering in the pain. He had gotten her right next to her main chakra source, sending her spewing spate of blood. Again, he started laughing hysterically, proving he was in fact crazy. But that laugh was enough to piss May off, because now, with the blood wiped from her face, and the heavy breathing put to good use, she lunged forward again, violently swiping her kunai at his throat.

Even though he was busy laughing, he managed to doge every one of her attacks, however they were closer and even nicked his robe. “I’m starting to like you.” He said after throwing a jab of his own. “I wish I could say the same about you.” She spat, hoping it might offend him a little bit. But if it did he showed no emotion, just amusement and she swiped her kunai again. Again he dodged, and again he tried jabbing her. They were continuing the same pattern, and it was getting nowhere. May needed to do something more effective, something that would put more damage on him.

She had some long ranged attacks up her sleeve, and Byakugan users weren’t the best at long-ranged attacks. Trying not to make it obvious, May let her eyes dart around, studying her surroundings. She wasn’t in any position to make a break for it, considering the Hyuuga was blocking her exit, but she could always get past him – or rather, above him. Finally smirking herself, May glanced up and back at her opponent. A quick flash of alert passed his face, but fled just as quickly as it had come. With his attention on her next move May made a quick swipe, and then spun around with her heel off the ground, landing a quick kick in his side. Surprisingly it hit, and pushed him in the opposite direction. It was her chance to move, so she jumped quickly into the air, clearing his reach by a good distance. Then, when she was high enough, she used the friction in the air to jump again, getting high enough to latch onto the roof and pull herself up. “Running away are we?” The man mocked from below, but May didn’t bother to look back, she ran quickly to the edge of the roof, jumping over to the next, getting closer to the man’s house, where she would find her mission.

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Shinobi Joutou! (Super Ninja Jump Technique)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Taijutsu
Range: Self
Stamina: Mid - Very High
Special: Highest rank known determines height of jump as well as time of charge required before execution.

- D: 4 meters // Whole turn charge
- C: 8 meters // 3/4th turn charge
- B: 12 meters // Half turn charge
- A: 16 meters // 1/4th turn charge
- S: 20 meters // Near-Instant
'X' Joutou! ('X' Jump)
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary / Taijutsu
Range: Self
Stamina: Mid
Special: Can only be performed during or after the apex of the user's initial jump. Can execute up to 1 mid-air jump before hitting the ground, plus 1 more each time retrained.
Description: Once in the air, only the most advanced Taijutsu users can manage to use their brute strength to actually jump against the air using friction, effectively jumping again before hitting the ground.
Domain: Universal Taijutsu. Shinobi Joutou.

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After landing on the next roof, May automatically clasped her hands together while running forward; needing a lead on how he would fallow her. The chakra ran through her body, it was always such an exhilarating feeling, and shot out into the atmosphere, bouncing back and alerting her that he was running on the ground, nearly three meter behind her. “Damnit.” She hissed, trying to speed up, as she landed onto another roof. “He’s too fast.” With flat roofs, May could easily maneuver all the way to the Hyuuga’s home, where she would find the prisoners. Edging closer to the peak of the houses she was running on, she glanced down at the man. His dark head bounced quickly as he kept her pace, looking straight ahead. She needed to slow him down, somehow and someway.

May could always use some of her release techniques, but she didn’t exactly want the man to know her most offensive jutsus. A simple idea popped in her head, and May reached into her gourd, pulling out an explosive tag and fastening it onto the kunai she was using earlier. About two houses away from the man’s home, May leaped off the building, over his bouncing body and onto the ground several yards away from him. Before she landed she sent her explosive kunai in his direction, which exploded nearly seconds after May landed. The smoke covered up whatever happened to him but it was enough. Coughing from within the cloud of smoke encouraged May to sprint forward, dashing to the house of prisoners.

Once on the deck, she burst down the door, stomping inside. She seemed to be in the living room, a small maple table with multiple pillows was surrounded by scrolls and manuscripts of things in a different language. Why he had them, May didn’t know, but she skipped peeking at them and went straight into the hallway, storming down it and opening every door until she found the captives. There were three of them, one maybe younger than May, who has bruises and bloodstains all over her white satin dress – the other two seemed in their twenties, and both were wearing short, loose nightgowns. Both with the dark, stick straight hair of a Hyuuga. All were tied up, with fabric in their mouth and fastened around their wrists and ankles. They seemed too worn out to even notice May, so she had to yell at them to get up before they even acknowledged her presence. The younger one was up and out of her imprisonments as soon as May cute her loose, and she was asking way to many questions. “Shut up!” She hissed, giving the younger girl a cold stare. “I’m trying to get them out of here before he shows up.” The lack of his presence was alarming since he should have gotten to his home earlier – if he was alive. Just then, as if on cue, the tall dark and crazy walked into the room, smirking and rubbing his hands together. His fingers lit off sparks.

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“What did I tell ya’.” But he was already moving, coming straight at May at an unbearable speed. “Shit!” She breathed as she jumped away, nearly hitting the wall on the other side of the room. It was too small for her to get far enough away from him to dodge his attacks. “Oh, that’s the point.” May spoke aloud, just before the man was on her again, jabbing his hands towards her stomach, but May was fast enough to block them with her arms – even though her flesh stung from his hits. The girls were actually helping each other out and were untying the other girl, and the crazy man didn’t seem to notice. Thank god. However, looking at them was not such a good idea – as quick as he was jabbing her he turned his head, glancing at the girls. No!! May wanted to call out, but she was already moving to their aid, slipping between him and the girls.

Cold, hard foot came in contact with her cheek, sending her flying to the wall and falling against it. Two, loud, pitchy screams came from his direction but May could pull her head up to see what had happened. The only thing she could see was blood splattering on the wall, and she heard someone drop to the floor. No. . But it was too late; her head had filled with darkness.

Just as quickly as she had passed out, she woke up again, a soft pillow beneath her head and a warm blanket resting on her body. Panic rose inside her and she shot up, only to smack into the youngest Hyuuga girl from before, who recoiled in pain. “Owww!” She grumbled and rubbed her head. “What was that for?” May looked around aimlessly, confusion filling her mind. Ignoring the girl’s comment, May continued to glance around. She was in a simple bedroom, with nothing in it but her mattress and the other girl – however it looked nothing like the crazy man’s house. “Where am I?” She questioned, finally resting her eyes on the young Hyuuga. “My house.” The girl, with her short bob and sparkling blue eyes, stood up and walked towards the only window of the room, glancing outside and avoiding eye-contact with May. “What happened?” May questioned, her voice coming out weak. She reached up to her cheek, flinching from the pain as she touched her puffy flesh. “Well, when Hotaka sent you into the wall, I came down on him with a vase.” She turned around and smiled at that, color flooding her cheeks. “The guards came, took him away, and I volunteered to nurse you back to health. And by nurse I mean practice my medical jutsus on you.” She smirked and started walking back over to May. “You’ve been out for a few days.” That changed her expression, most likely because May’s had gone radical. Rage flew through her veins. “Days?!” She shot up out of the bed, instantly regretting it for her body was sore all over. “I’ve been out for days?! No one knew where I went, do you know how worried I made people. Do you realize how much trouble –“ She was cut off by the girl, whose eyes had gotten large and who was hushing her. “Chill! I told some people to tell other people that I was thanking you for saving us gals’.” This stumped May. “Huh?”

“Well since I was practically torturing you with my medical stuff, I decided it would be nice to tell everyone you saved us. And since Hotarui and Miki couldn’t remember anything, everyone believes me.” May thought for a second, did she complete her mission? “Wait. . Hotaka, Hotarui, Miki? Who are they?” The girl smiled at that. “You know. . crazy freak psycho man and his prisoners?” May nodded. “Ohh, alright.” May hesitated for as second, not knowing what to say. “Well. . err. . thanks. I guess.” She finally said, sticking her hand out for a shake. The girl kindly took it, her movements gentle. “Yeah, sure. Whatever.” She smiled and May smiled back before slipping out of the room, and out of the house.

OOC: This was kinda pointless, but I had ran myself into a hold and was too lazy to get out. Soo. . this should count for the mission since no one knows what happened, right? XD

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Bonus 10 for quality!

Keep up the Good work! <3

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Holy crap thanks xD

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Jogging around the compound Jin's breath is calm and steady. As she turned a corner she realizes the sun beginning to rise. The red, orange then the yellow colors of the sun, she stood awe in the moment. Forgetting everything she felt the Sun say, "Good morning". With a smile on her face she continued to jog but at a faster pace to her destination, The training grounds.
She began by stretching, she began by wiggling her toes, her ankles, gastructs, hamstrings, hips, and working her way up until her arms were reaching high above her with her fingers pointing straight up.
She began with an hour and half of Yoga, taking in the moments breathing. Listening to her body as she shifted from positions to positions. Jin could feel the Chakra while changing positions. She finishes with the universal OM, now all limber and loose she could finally begin. Her favorite thing of all time Gentle Fist.
"I gonna make my own gentle fist style" she said to her self as she wrapped her hands.
"but, i gotta perfect this one first" she continued smiling to herself.
Her hands all wrapped up she weaved in and out while shadow boxing towards the training dummy.
"I am very sorry" She said to the Dummy who was made of thick tree trunks shaped like a human torso with arms dangling on the side. Without activating her Byakugan she began jabbing the vital chakra points with her fingers, once she felt comfortable she picked up the pace. Looking at the next available target, her arms were almost blurry. Her fingers began to ache, her hands, shoulder, all were stiff.
"Breathe" she told herself as her Byakugan was activated. Her jabs became slower but her fingers began to dig into the dummy slowly wearing away the points in the wooden dummy.
"Hakke Sanjuunishou" she screamed and her fingers took off light a flock of crows. 32 times she struck the dummy most with dead eye accuracy. She then concentrated all her chakra,
"Raiken", she screamed. Electricity surrounded her right fist. As her hand made contact with the dummy who was already in a terrible shape, the head split open exploding outward.
With a smirk on her face she knew, deep down she knew this was nothing. There are other Shinobi who are 100 times stronger and she got excited. Excited to learn different Taijutsu styles, to perfect the Gentle Fist Style.

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[eurin8]

Working her way back, The compound was silent. Dead, no one around something seemed strange. She didn't know what to do, frustrated and angry she running. She ran from one side of the compound to the next weeping to herself and running, running so hard her legs ached. Nothing could stop her, until the cold winter air hit her lungs.
"WHAT IS MY PURPOSE HERE!!" She screamed while falling on her knees and sobbed. "I need to know what to do" she sobbed.

[marvolous.]

The rain that blanketed this land was almost nostalgic. By the time Sora had appeared within Konoha's confines, wearily and lackadaisical as usual, it was about midday's time. His presence was marked with nothing but astute silence, a feat quite extraordinary considering the land's current weather. Though Konoha was know for its ravishing and lushing evergreens, on this day the sky wept tears of pain and nostalgia; fitting, of course, for the appearance of one of the two men responsible for the village's near destruction many years ago.

Despite the hazardous weather, Sora remained unbothered by the pelting nature of the rain. Rather than adorning his Kazekage attire or even his ANBU armor, he kept his garb simple and light - a deep contrast to how he had arrived here during the war. Underneath the black cloak that hung to his figure was a mere kimono, tied at his waist with a belt of sorts. It wasn't much, but his whole garb did well to soften the rain's onslaught.

Masked footsteps brought him further and further into the Hyuuga Compound, finesse and utter elegance granting him such profound prowess over his body, and he utilized it with all but the keenest of precaution. As an added precaution, his eyes remained poised; their powerful red nature, although now somewhat obscured, doing well to discern his surroundings through the thick mist that was now building.

It allowed him to spot a nearby kasa hat that had been left on the ground, and which, upon reaching it, was promptly placed ontop of his alabaster crown.

"Pathetic." Not a single person in sight. "This village is as dead as ever."

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- Sharingan [3].

[~Kohana <3]

It had been a very long time since she had even stepped foot into the Hyuuga Compound. Only when she absolutely had to, and usually that was only for clan meetings with the ‘most proficient’, was when she ever dared to step foot onto the grounds. Despite her parent’s feelings, because she was a Jounin and begrudgingly part of the Main Branch, she was required to attend. The meeting itself was rudimentary and ridiculous. Clan pride, clan power, and clan obedience. All of it just made her want to absolutely vomit. Kohana didn’t understand how her older sister, Aiko could be so loyal to them yet still understand the despicable habits that their clan so loved to flaunt behind closed doors. It was disgusting.

By now however they all had left and the meeting was done. The compound emptied out and her clansmen retreated away from the incoming storm. She was left there with only her family. Aiko wavered, staring back and forth between her parents and her sister. Their mother just shook her head and walked away, taking Aiko by the arm to force her along. Dread filled within her as she stared up to her father, his tall, muscular form seeming to envelop her in his shadow. A frown was obviously chiseled into his features while those empty white eyes bore down into her like knives grating away at her body. She hated him, and her eyes spoke everything that she was too afraid to say. Of all the men she gladly trampled over, he was the only one she would ever admit her fear of.

“Kohana. Next time take your place behind your sister at the meeting.” His voice boomed, stern and dripping with authority. She however swallowed hard and forced out a scoff while taking a step back, shaking her head. Glaring, her father stepped forward while his arm shot out. A large hand clasped around her throat, only tight enough to keep a hold of her but it was still enough to cut off her air intake. He lifted her off the ground a good foot and glared at her, holding her there as he made his dominance known. No words were said and no one was around to stop it. She went flying. Her body hit the hardwood floor of the hallway and the pain from her arms and legs skidding along the surface elicited a cry.

“Just because she saved you from the fate that should be yours don’t mean that you still shouldn’t act the part. Your worth isn’t like ours. Your worth is only enough to serve. Remember that.”

He walked back over to her and grabbed her hair, pulling her up by it as she could only cry out again. Now standing, he knocked her down once more, slapping her across the face with all of his might. Her body met the floor once more and all Kohana could do was lay there, limp. Any kind of retaliation would just make it worse. Even though she was strong and could certainly try, he would always be stronger. So what was the point? Now her father scoffed, looking down at her and drawing his head back before spitting down on her face. She flinched, but didn’t react. Nothing else was said and his presence staid there, standing, just looking at her for a few moments that seemed to be like eternity before the sound of his heavy foot fall announced that he had finally left her alone.

The Hyuuga simply laid there for a few minutes, trying to collect herself before she would pull her crumpled form off of the floor and wobble onto her feet. Sniffling and clenching her eyes shut to wade back the tears that wanted to fall, she made her way outside into one of the many main yards of the compound. The rain immediately hit against her body, plastering her clothing to herself and slicking her long hair down. The rain was cold, and it stung along her face, arms, and legs, but it felt good at the same time. She wrapped her arms around herself, under her breasts, effectively pulling in on herself for such a little bit of warmth. That’s when the form of a man in a black cloak came into view. He was leaning over and picking up a kasa hat and followed up by putting on his head, covering his white hair.

Who the hell…is that? I don’t recognize him at all being a Hyuuga—

That’s when the glint of red caught her eyes. He was an Uchiha. Her blood boiled slightly, but she swallowed hard to calm herself down. She wasn’t really in any shape to pick a fight, let alone against someone with the Sharingan. Regardless though, she closed the distance to where there was only 10 meters between them. Nothing was said at first, though her Byakugan had become activated just in case. Briefly her eyes took in his form, first his outwards appearance and then the flow of chakra that was in his body, specifically the chakra collecting in his eyes. It was obvious to tell he was strong, very strong.

“I’m assuming you have a good reason to be here?” Despite her attempt to sound intimidating, to have authority, she knew that her appearance wouldn’t help that. After all, a bruised and battered Hyuuga female probably didn’t seem like any sort of threat to the male Uchiha. Why would she?

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