The Devil's Daughter [Open]

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After her little rampage in the small town of Ubana Kuru had swiftly taken back to the main road, with some enthusiasm she had downed the entire bottle of whiskey she had stole within the hour. Having tossed the large brown bottle to the floor smashing it carelessly with a burp she had drunkenly made her way to the next village. The extremely small settlement consisting of around thirty families had fallen prey to the psychotic machinations of the the killer kunoichi, being unarmed, unprepared and unskilled they had fallen to her quickly. After her fun Kuru had promptly fallen asleep, she dreamed of dancing in blood, twirling in a dress of silk whilst sucking down on strawberry lollipops.

She awoke close to midday, she was in her underwear her skin flecked with dried blood, her trusty Kris dagger was next to her, it was buried to the hilt in the back of what was a very cute young girl. Yawning lazily and grabbing the blade she pulled it free with a strong tug. Standing up she wiped the blade on the nearby bed sheet which was also blood covered. She didn't have to look far to find her clothes in true style she had neatly folded them in the corner of the room, this corner was untouched by any blood, she was always very careful of her clothes blood was such a pain to remove.

After a quick was and dressing Kuru left the house, stepping out into the bright light she lifted her hand up to her gaze to hide the sun. Her eyes adjusting to the light she headed off back to the main road. As she walked she passed burned houses and bloody corpses, truly it had been a good night, it was a shame she remembered so little. Walking on within the hour she came to a sign pointing onward upon it were the words Blast City, 15Km. Smiling widely she skipped on wards black cloak twirling as she moved. The road was surprisingly empty she passed only a few peddlers and travelers, all of which she gave a smile to and who returned it in kind. None knew what lay behind the facade of the sweet little girl.

Another hour or so and she was there, the traffic had increased significantly where other roads had joined together and still more veered off from other points around the city. The city itself was constructed in the true style of tsuchi, large concrete structures dominated the area, but where most places were bland in color Blast city was not, there were colorful buildings everywhere with painted roofs and signs. Straight away Kuru felt the vibe of the city, it energized her, there was so much life, so much going on. When she left, it would much quieter if only for a short time.

Standing a little way within the city gates she looked around inquisitively pondering on where to go first, she decided on purchasing some drugs, Acid or Speed were her high priorities, they would give her that extra buzz. She would also need company, she couldn't party properly on her own, not in the big city. Leaning against the side of a building near the gates she waited, with her clock off she leaned in a somewhat flirtatious and open manner, her slim figure being hugged in the right places by her outfit. Her mini skirt and black leggings were bound to attract male attention.

' Come on, I need to party!

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• Open to two chars max!
  
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[Hop]

Trying to get things done in this town seemed impossible. Everybody moved so fast for Jaden to ask them for money. Still on his task of gathering money, he was desperately asking for money, though ultimately failing. He considered stealing, it would be a decent idea to try and loot whatever he could find, but in such a big town that would cause a problem. This left him hopeless.

Still enamored with this town as he joined the constantly moving people through the rush of the town. He gained many glances, for a town that requires little physical work thanks to shinobi, he stood out like a sore thumb. Everyone was a tad shorter, and nowhere near well built in terms of muscles. Shops seemed to be the main attraction of the place, littering the sidewalks. Selling things from greasy food to weapons. He figured this is where he'd go to find his world map, though there was no point in trying to get a map without money.

After a little bit of wandering through the bustling town, somebody stuck out to him. This person, more specifically a younger girl. She wasn't a merchant, yet she didn't retain the energy all these other people unanimously exerted. She also didn't look like an average citizen, nor a tourist. Exclaiming some wish to party, it took a while for Jaden to realize he was staring at the lady, in a way that made it obvious she was trying to figure her out. His wish to figure out everything around him wasn't looking so useful now.

[Hotaru]

SOMEBODY MAKE A MOVE

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Ashura was finishing up a patrol around Bakudon Gai and before returning to report back to Iwagakure, but she decided to stop at a food stand for some of her favourite snacks. The aroma of fried foods wafted trough the air, causing the Chuunin to inhale deeply through her nose so she could savour the smell of the local cuisine. Her eyes seemed to sparkle as they darted from cart to cart, unable to decide what to eat to satiate her hunger. Whining a bit out of frustration, her face changed suddenly to an expression of resolve and her fist balled up in determination. With the click of her wallet opening, the kunoichi rapidly and joyously scurried from stand to stand, making sure to pick up some fare from each vendor.


In a matter of minutes, her wallet was considerably lighter while her arms were at their carrying capacity of treats. A dango style takoyaki stick hung from her mouth as she walked through the streets towards the gate, careful not to drop a single morsel from her food horde. Nibbling at the first piece of her takoyaki, she diligently pondered which of her treats to down next. The gyoza would be cold soon and their thin wrapping would harden...but the ice cream on top of her funnel cake would melt if not eaten soon. Taking another chomp of her octopus on a stick, she approached the gate.

The majority of the traffic flowed through without a second thought, simply proceeding to their intended destination either within or outside of the bustling metropolis. However, a young girl dressed rather suggestively was leaning against the gate caught Ashura's eye. It seemed like she was waiting for someone, and at that moment, she took notice of another unusual form in the crowd.

A strangely dressed older man was just staring at the young girl, making the kunoichi wonder if the waiting lolita was in some sort of danger. Though it was probably nothing, Ashura decided to see how this exchange played out, and she abruptly stopped in the middle of the foot traffic headed out of the city. She was met by a few shoves from irritated civilians, however, death glares were shot to anyone who dared attempt to dislodge her treats from her death grip. With her fiery red mane and scarlet bikini, black unbuttoned jacket, and denim short ensombile combined with the proverbial mountain of food in her possession, Ashura wasn't concerned with blending in. Her actions would be dictated by the exchange between the school girl and soldier, but for now, she would just obstruct the walkway and snack about ten meters from the potential exchange.

I *om* wondurh...

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It didn't take long for Kuru to catch someones eyes, it was an older guy just standing and staring at her. His staring was vividly clear against the sea of moving bodies which moved around him, it was as if he was puzzling over her. Smirking at him Kuru gave a wink to the guy before moving on over to him, she moved lithely through the crowd, stopping a few feet away and asked him in her most innocent of voices.

"I don't suppose you know where i can find a party at?"

Rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet like an energetic shcool girl Kuru's gaze shifted over to the form of another standing in the crowd around, a woman holding a large amount of food. Kuru gave her a sly wink before her expectant gaze turned back to the guy. He wasn't her type but perhaps he would be a good laugh and keep her amused. If not Kuru could get very upset, and that would be a terrible thing. At this thought she gained a rather mischievous expression.

[Hop]

Things were a little odd for Jaden. The cold stare he received from a woman nearby who appeared to be onlooking the situation was something easy to catch. He glanced to her, an eyebrow raised. She looked like another tourist, despite the outfit. While he could easily see her forehead protector, she looked more like a curious teen. He looked back, worries dropping... But she wouldn't stay out of his vision for long.

Soon after that the girl shot Jaden a wink, which somewhat surprised him. Then it hit him, where he's seen that pose and dressing before. Even his calm land of tetsu no kuni had people hanging around every sidewalk, looking for their kind of fun. She began to approach him, and he worried this was the exact same situation. He wanted money, not giving it away!

Turns out it wasn't exactly the same kind of person, but obviously she was looking for some sort of pleasure. That wasn't the kind of thing Jaden was giving away, but then it hit him. A little idea rose in his head, and he figured it's been so long since he's made a dollar, it wouldn't be an issue if he did what he had to do for the greater good. He thought how to say this right, everything had to go perfect or he'd be screwed. He was staring at her for a few seconds before coming to his wits, shaking his head a little.

"Excuse my staring." He said with a fake smile, trying to fake attraction. He cleared his throat, throwing his past line behind him, though he couldn't help a little blush that he said such a line. "Coincidentally, I happened to be looking for a few people to invite for one." He tried to keep up his happy grin, he needed to sell this. "It has all the good stuff, if you get what I mean." Whatever this girl was into, he was hoping it'd be something that would fit in that category.

Now the important part came up, he had to casually slip this question or the trick would be pointless. "There is a small entrance fee though, can you afford it?" Know all that mattered was whether or not his pitch made it or if he'd get busted.

[Hotaru]

SOMEBODY MAKE A MOVE

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Suddenly, the unexpected happened. The strangely dressed girl approached the older man.

I thought the men were supposed to approach the call girls...

Ashura mused, her eyes narrowing as she studied her progressive business tactics. From her distance, she couldn't tell what they were talking about, so she would have to make up her own dialogue. By this point, the entire skewer of fried octopus had been eaten and the wooden stick discarded. Now, she was precariously balancing a sno cone between a bag of sugar roasted popcorn and a baked potato wrapped in aluminium foil, sucking the saccharine cherry syrup through the combination spoon straw. In her head, the conversation went something like this.

"Hey big boy!! Up for a good time??"

The girl cooed, rocking back and forth innocently; a stark contrast to her carnal intentions. The invitation would catch the older man off guard, who, in Ashura's mind, had just travelled halfway across the continent to secure an engagement ring from a world renowned jeweller.

"Oh...um. No thanks..."

He would reply meekly, his gaze shifting towards the gate as if he was looking towards his betrothed. He had been travelling for days and couldn't help but find the young woman attractive. Still, he knew he couldn't forgive himself if he gave in. In response, the girl would simply wink, urging him to indulge in pleasures of the flesh and to forget about the woman he loved who, coincidently enough, worked tirelessly at a hat shop in order to put her beloved though pastry chef school which had been his dream for his whole life! At this point, Ashura's imagination was running wild with no idea or reverence for the truth. She had no idea what actually had gone on, nor did she care. Her story, which was more fit for day time television than a conversation between strangers was much more interesting anyway.

"Well....how much?"

The man would finally concede, his voice trembling with knowing.

!!!!

Ashura couldn't stand for this! The sanctity of true love must be preserved!

Her armful of treats was tossed into the air, splattering civilians with condiments and bits of fried food as her eyes widened and filled with tears.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

She wailed, her arms flailing in all directions as she raced towards the duo to interrupt the foul transaction. Coming within shouting distance, Ashura pleaded with the older man to stay strong for his love.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HISASHI!? HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT BETRAYING KATSUMI'S TRUST WITH THIS HARLOT!? ESPECIALLY AFTER ALL SHE HAS SACRIFICED SO YOU COULD LEARN TO BAKE TORTES, FROST CAKES, AND CRAFT THE MOST DELICIOUS APPLE CINNAMON MUFFINS THIS SIDE OF THE GIANT MOUNTAINS. YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!"

Her pleading, tearful voice shifted to one of anger as she directed her gaze to the young girl.

"AND AS FOR YOU, YOU LITTLE TROLLOP. WHY DONT YOU GET A REAL JOB. DONT YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS TURNING A TRICK CAN BE? AND HOW MANY NUT JOBS ARE OUT THERE? AND THE DISEASES!? SURELY YOU HAVE SOME OTHER SKILLS. AND WHAT WOULD YOUR PARENTS THINK!? OR YOUR GRANDPARENTS!? THERE'S ALWAYS TIME TO CLEAN UP YOUR ACT. JUST BELIEVE IN YOURSELF INSTEAD OF PREYING ON POOR MEN JUST TRYING TO MAKE AN HONEST STAKE IN THIS LIFE!"

In her mind, she had just done a great thing. She had saved a marriage and rescued a girl from a life of ill repute. Of course, they likely had no idea what she was talking about and could have possibly been greatly offended by her intrusion on an innocent conversation. One thing was for sure though. The gate was about to get much more lively.

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Kuru had known that Blast City would be interesting but she had not expected to find such entertaining characters as the loud mouthed woman who came bellowing over and splattering those around her with food, and the naive guy who so obviously didn't have a clue about what she wanted. The types of people she met at notorious clubs and drug dens never talked in such a manner, so Kuru pondered on what his game was, he was asking already for money. The young Kunoichi paid little heed to the woman, her actions did cause amusement. Turning her head toward the woman first of Kuru pouted at her.

"I'm a lesbian...."

Then raising her fingers to her mouth in the form a a V shape she stuck her tongue in between them and moved it as seductively as possible mimicking the art of eating out a girl. She did this for a moment and gave the woman a wink, she was a little old for Kuru's tastes really. Her attention returning to the hapless guy Kuru hummed and put on a fake look of deep contemplation. She was in two minds about what to do, punish the liar or keep the act going for amusements sake.

It didn't take long for her to decide, her hand would flick upward with swift speed, her hidden wrist blade would flick out in the blink of an eye it's tip aiming to be pressed against the guys throat, with the swiftness of the action and the fact he obviously did not regard her a threat and hence was not prepared it was doubtful he would escape her reach, any slight movement on his part and Kuru would simply jab her arm forward, the slightest jab would have the tip of the blade open the mans throat spilling his life's blood over the ground.

"Can you afford the entry fee to hell? No? well my fee is cheaper, give me 1k Ryo or your dead"

If the man was indeed caught by her movements he would have to pay up or die, any actions by anybody else including the loud mouthed woman and the same fate would still occur. Kuru was almost tempted to kill him here and now but the day was still young for bloodshed, plenty of time for that. Smiling wickedly she remembered something, a line an old friend of hers used to use whenever he killed someone.

'Silly rabbit, tricks are for kids'

[Hop]

As if a higher force was intending on ruining his intentions, a woman screamed, flinging food everywhere. Many people's attention were caught, though most just winced and continued walking when they knew they were not involved. Jaden though was drawn by this woman mainly because he noticed her glance before, and a potato she held met Jaden's cheek, though with light force made it nowhere near painful, but the warm vegetable felt uncomfortable as it slumped down over his shirt now ruining that too.

His hand reached for the skin of the food, tossing it to the ladies feet as she screamed a story that even bullshit couldn't describe. Not only did she create a false name for Jaden, but a fake wife and dream scenario of what his life goal was. A small twitch out of anger from his upper face, trying to keep himself calm while he was trying to finish this scam, but he had to control himself from screaming at this lady. "I'm not this 'Hishi' or whomever you speak of, you must be mistaken for someone else." A new idea hit his head, thinking he could get more money out of this whole situation as he glanced to his stained shirt. Purposely raising his tone, he spoke, "But do you have any idea how much this shirt costs! I'll need-" He was cut off by the cold feeling of a weapon at his throat.

His eyes slowly turned, the gaze now coldly glaring at the girl. So his simple con was more obvious than he hoped for. He didn't want it becoming obvious until he had his money. Sadly he would need to rethink things to get a hold of some money. But right now he was in a troublesome situation. He knew there was a chance he could use Shunpo to get away, though a better idea struck him. Slowly his hand moved towards his pocket, grabbing for 1,000 ryo, the only ryo he had, but he didn't worry about that. He slowly extended his hand so she could freely grab the money.

He was a rather mad, cursing the woman whom he expected to enjoy her little paper present, among her possessions now, sadly his money being apart of that.

Meeting her demands, once she would take his 'offering,' whether it was a grab or however she did, once it was with her, he would slowly paced backwards a few steps to pull himself away from the blade, his hands up in the air by his face to show he was peaceful. He would no longer have a fake smile, not exactly having any gimmicks to pull with a party that didn't exist, but he let it slide.

[Hotaru]

SOMEBODY MAKE A MOVE

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"How very inappropriate."

Ashura glared at the young woman making the vulgar gesture. A little urchin like this had probably always gotten away with acting however she wanted. Tricking people with her innocent looks and then taking advantage of their vulnerability. In fact, that was exactly what she would do in a matter of seconds. The nuke nin flicked a blade from her sleeve and quickly pressed it against the older man's neck, threatening him for money.

With a weapon exposed and a robbery in full swing, the civilians not involved quickly fled the area, rushing out, in, or in any direction as long as it was away from the gate. As a few screaming people shoved past Ashura, she shook her head a bit in disappointment.

Who does she think she is?

Holding a man at knife point, in front of a headband toting shinobi of the village contracted to protect this city? This girl was either supremely stupid or vastly over confidant in her abilities.

"1k ryo or you're dead."

A twitch of anger flickered across Ashura's face. The chuunin was in a state of near disbelief. Holding a civilian hostage for such a paltry sum as 1,000 ryo? Obviously, this little brat needed to learn a lesson. Ashura's mind raced with various battle plans, determining what would be the wisest action. Obviously, the girl had little reverence for human life and was willing to kill over 1,000 measly ryo. With that in mind, it could easily be assumed that even if the man paid up, he would still likely end up dead once the money was handed over.

The scenery in front of her was analysed carefully and quickly. With the gate empty of any innocents, Ashura wouldn't have to worry about dealing with civilian casualties during the exchange of blows. She was only about 2 meters away from the situation, close enough to see exactly was going on, but far enough away so she couldn't interfere without allowing the girl time to react. The girl and man's bodies faced each other parallel to the gate's opening, while Ashura could only watch what unfolded, the exterior lands in full view beyond the threshold of the city. A calculating gaze watched as the man reached into his pocket and removed the ransom, slowly handing it over to his captor. With his money gone, the boy would back up slowly away from the blade. It was at that time that Ashura had an opening.

With the aid of a "Shunshin" no jutsu, the Iwagakure Chuunin closed the gap between herself and the girl nearly in an instant after the victim had backed the first half step from the weapon. With her opponent's attention focused on pocketing her newly acquired funds and watching the man slowly back away, Ashura hoped that the little theif wouldn't notice the shinobi's sudden disappearance from her periphery until it was too late.

Appearing behind her opponent, Ashura turned her head and, as quickly as she could, spat a blob of molten lava about the size of a soccer ball on top of her opponent's head. The projectile was small and launched with little force, minimising the chance of hitting herself or the hostage with a serendipitous dodge or any lava that could splash off after impact.

The corrosive, scalding liquid would only have to travel a few inches before it could splatter against the back of the girls skull, hopefully covering the top and back of her head in boiling, liquid earth. Regardless of if her attack made contact or not, Ashura needed to put a bit of distance between herself and the armed girl, and so as soon as her attack was launched she would dash forward about five meters before turning around to examine the situation.

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Hop I believe accidentaly broke a fundamental rule, he rped my characters actions ( having kuru take the money from his hand) I believe I am right in saying that only I can determine if and how she takes the money. With this in mind I ask hop to edit accordingly, your guy can hold the money out bu from there thats it, no kuru taking it off him until I rp such actions. Ashura will probably need to edit her post also.

[Hop]

I did no such thing. If you're referring to this line:

He slowly extended his hand so she could freely grab the money.

I used the word 'could', which meant it was yours to take, you had the ability.

If you meant anything past that, I read it and noticed some vagueness, and edited it so it sounds more like a hypothetical. Sorry

[Hotaru]

my post is still valid. Trying to say that you /wern't/ going to take the money at some point is absolutely ridiculous. You are welcome to counter my attack though.

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It was indeed an interesting situation, the common fools fled the area like frightened sheep leaving only Kuru the naive man and the loud mouthed old lady. The naive man whom had once been grinning like an idiot glared at Kuru, such rudeness was a poor way to act when his life was at the crazed girls mercy. People were so impolite these days, manners needed to be learned, respect given where it was due. Kuru's bloodlust kicked in.

It would all happen swiftly and unexpectedly, the mans hand reached out with the money, no doubt expecting Kuru to take it and allowing him to move from the tip of her blade. Wrong. Kuru would with all her speed jab her blade arm forward, with the blade pressed right against the mans neck her jab would only have to move forward a good four or five inches to open the unprotected throat, blood if it worked pour out in a crimson spray ensuring a quick but bloody end for the man.

Kuru's actions did not stop there however, for as she jabbed with her blade arm she moved her body forward using her free hand to momentarily grab the Man pulling his body past her as she manouverd around it placing her facing the direction he had been but now behind his position, her free hand would after letting go move with a snake like fashion dart into her pouch snatching up two explosive tags. Kuru would quickly toss these forwards, simultaneously she launched herself backward and blazed through a set of kata.

"It's about sending a message, everything burns"

[Hop]

Things didn't work completely to Jaden's liking. Well, not at all. He tried to act vigilant, sneaky, but the first time he stepped out of the idea and try to scam his way for a few cheap bucks he found a blade shoved through his throat. Not much time to think about it, as he would slowly fade away from conscious.

His plot to avenge his fallen friends, utterly failed. Was he even busy trying? No, he got distracted trying to scam a girl. Hell, he didn't even know the village that he was targeting. Perhaps he didn't understand this world as well as he thought. Maybe he wasn't as superior as he thought. If he enough time in his life to think it, he'd probably be saying....

Failure...

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Hop. Unless in your profile it states hidden within your ryo is a tag your move is quite BS. I know for a fact you never icly placed a tag in the ryo pouch. From that awfully vague line I was guessing you were trying to pull something. I'm going to get a mod to look at this cause I think your move should be voided on grounds you can't conveniently have a tag with your ryo without it being specifically stated in your profile or done icly with actions.

Also with your throat being opened up I'm pretty sure the realistic response would be to automatically move your hands to your throat, that's just me ofc. All things considered your death would be quick and youd be in great pain and shock, well most people would be.