[M] Hostage Situation!

[Ginjou]

If I could trade mistakes for sheep,

Count me away before you sleep

Convergence...

Eventually all things become one... yet people insist on making things harder for other people, as if they think they are superior to everyone else. Everyone is the same... there is no individuality, any that you see is simply an illusion. Everyone wants to be like someone.

Aihime especially...

Faint memories of her father filled her mind as she sprinted through the streets. Unlike some others, memories of her past friends and relatives didn't phase her in any emotional way. In fact, they made her stronger. Much stronger. It was only with memories of her father that she could overcome her foes. She had trained in the same ways and with the same techniques as her father before her. She would not fail him.

She had travelled from the center of the village, the Tsuchikage Tower, to the shop in question. The streets had filled with a crowd of onlookers. Some with horrified expressions, some with a ravenous hatred of the man. He was probably scared too. Of course, this would not matter. He needed to be stuck behind bars.

She stopped at the edge of the crowds...

Wait for her time to strike...

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[Jae]

From what he'd read the situation was dire and demanded immediate intervention, which is why he wasted no time to hear out the attendant's approval. Each step he took bore the weight of worry, evidenced by the speed of his strides. Lucky for him the market's denizens were taking the initiative to step out of his path as he scurried toward the active crime scene. From the distance he noticed a cluster of people surrounding a particular booth, one that was profusely releasing steam into the air through a flue positioned on it's roof.

That had to be the place.

It took little effort to blend into the mass of spectators, who were probably doing more harm than good by providing the hostile a platform to sustain, but it was within this veil that he would devise a strategy that adhered to his mission's directive. The irate crowd painted a chaotic backdrop that was unfit for Iwagakure in it's time of regeneration, though he knew all too well that the masses would undoubtedly splurge on the opportunity to act outside the tenets of civility when given the chance. It was human nature.

It was this outstanding image that made trifling details all the more noticeable. This particularly concerned the girl who stood but a few meters adjacent to the doctor. He'd recognized that she held no ire, empathy, or fear for the offender in question. Her visage revealed a sense of obligation that was pronounced louder than any word could attribute.

She was on a mission, and he imagined his similar disposition would reveal his reason for being there just as easily.

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[Ginjou]

If I could trade mistakes for sheep,

Count me away before you sleep

The Tsuchikage's head of flowing copper turned to the doctor, searching him with her eyes for but a moment before realizing who she was seeing. Iwa's Medic-nin, Kikkawa-san. She had remembered reading over his papers when she came into office, mostly because of what the day was when she had glanced over them in a hurry. Her birthday.

A small smile creeped into her face as she turned back to the crowd in a stunned silence. It was rather weird that the man being held captive was not struggling, and did not seem tense at all. In fact, his relaxed attitude seemed suspicious. Maybe it was just the fact that this shop always seemed to be targeted for this sort of thing. Just last month Aihime had heard of this happening, though she had dismissed it simply as an act of desperation during hard times. This was something more. There was something not right here...

Of course, Aihime had already thought of a plan. Though, it heavily involved putting Dr. Kikkawa in a rather dangerous position. Though, from his stance, she could tell he was just as tense as she was. She would need him to be calm for his role in this. Speaking to someone and trying to get them to lower their weapon can only be done when relaxed. She had to relay the plan somehow, without the scared shinobi spotting them or being alerted to their presence in any way, until the plan had been put into action.

She shuffled over to Kikkawa, looking away from him as she spoke and mumbling in a voice only he could hear. Even the bystanders must not know of their presence,

"Kikkawa-san, I'll need your help with this. You any good at talking? I need you to distract him while I take him out by using the Dochuu Eigyo, got it? Sorry to give you such a dangerous part in this but I need you to get that kunai as far away from the shop-owner's throat as possible."

She hoped he would comply with this, though he really looked like he would...

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[Jae]

The Tsuchikage's subtle approach didn't go unnoticed. In fact her actions are what goaded him to behave as obliviously as he appeared. Meanwhile pools of cerulean sat still throughout the uproar, affixed on the delinquent genin as his nominal superior carefully approached. The lingering clamor that pervaded the crowd made relaying information as menial as carrying a normal conversation, still he attentively watched his target while Aihime spoke.

He appeared unmoved but her request undoubtedly piqued his interest, and when she offered her apology he simply shook his head. while taking a step forward into the crowd. With his hands rested at the small of his back he momentarily flashed her a sign of good fortune; a clenched fist's thumb pointed skyward. And when the lot of bodies completely enveloped him he would drop those hands to his side, piercing through the masses only to emerge at the face of the disturbance.

What he found, however, was an ironic reversal of what he'd originally expected. The genin in question was noticeably on edge, his eyes wide and alert, while the cook seemed poised yet just as attentive. Given the doctor's formal, yet amiable, appearance, his job as a mediator was fitting. But as soon as his presence was detected, the offender pressed his kunai closer to his hostage's throat.


"Eeeasy, eeeasy. I'm not here apprehend you or anything like that. It's my lunch break and I just wanted to know what the hold up was."

He then gazed at the weapon.


"But now I'm eager to know what could have possibly forced you to act out like this. I don't know you personally but, judging from the quiver of your hand, you don't seem like the murdering type— even as a shinobi."

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[Ginjou]

If I could trade mistakes for sheep,

Count me away before you sleep

Tense movements belonged to the Doctor as he stepped out, doing as she asked. A swift hand-signal indicating that the plan must be put into play, her role beginning with several hand-seals. Hidden behind the crowd, checking no one was looking her way, she sank into the ground, channelling chakra to allow her to move through the earth. She could feel the vibrations of the voices above and the hesitant footsteps of the Genin and then halted tapping of the Doctor stepping out into the firing line.

It made her nervous to have someone do something like this for her. Put their life on the line for the village at her order. But that was the life of a Kage. And you can't do everything yourself, not to mention this man was a very capable shinobi and a very valuable Medic-nin. He seemed to have the personality that fitted this job perfectly. Calm, cool, collected. She had entrusted him with such a job on the grounds that he was the best suited for it, she was simply back-up here.

And she waited, poking a hole just bug enough to let her breath, thus allowing her to stay underneath the Genin, to see if Kikkawa could calm him down enough to relax.

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Dochuu Eigyo (Underground Fish Projection)
Rank: C
Type: Supplementary / Doton Ninjutsu
Range: See special!
Special: Range of movement depends on the user’s level of Earth Dominion. While the user cannot perform seals and thus use jutsu underground, they can wield weapons in order to surprise attack. User can remain underground for a single turn before needing to resurface; each time retrained, the user main remain underground for one extra turn.
Description: An upgrade to Shinjuu Zanshu, this underground variation grants the user movement whilst underground. Additionally, they can also emerge from below with their weapons drawn, allowing them to attack without being seen. After a few short seals, the user merely sinks below, and can remain there for a small amount of time.
Domain: Doton. Earth Dominion 'C'. Must know 'Double Suicide Decapitation'

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Huh?... Noises... Lights... Voices...

The Genin, holding the kunai as close as he could to the man's throat until the flesh turned pale white underneath. Why couldn't they just leave him alone? Let him take the items and go? Go far away, far away from here.

And then the blonde man stepped out. A bold move. His expression contorted with anger and fury at the bold man, moving the tip of the kunai so as to pierce and rip open the throat of the shopkeeper if this man stepped any closer. He would not allow them to take him away. No... not yet.

"C-come no closer..."

The man's voice seemed tense. Why? ...Why couldn't he be... relaxed... why? Why? Why why WHY!? A tear produced in her right eye. No... it was sweat. Or... He couldn't tell anymore. Easy? How could he be easy, huh? These guys were all... there...

"...Th-the hold up? ...Why don't you a-ask HIM?"

He beckoned to the man he kept hostage, buckling the man's knee slightly to get him to stop squirming. He had suddenly become scared, yet he was very calm a minute ago. This was... confusing. It was all confusing. He needed to lie down and take a nap... but not yet. Not the murdering type...?

".... Y-you're right... I'm not... but this man has driven me to the edge of madness... I don't care what consequences arise from this. I will get what I want and... I-I will leave this place..."

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Ok so, I decided to make the Genin an NPC to give him a little more depth and allow us to drag this out a little to get a bit more EXP.

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[Jae]

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[Ginjou]

If I could trade mistakes for sheep,

Count me away before you sleep

Dispersing the crowd, huh? Seems like a good way to calm the guy down. But she didn't think he was ready to give himself over to the authorities quite yet. Too bad, he didn't get a choice in the matter.

Her hand shot from the earth, grasping the Genin's ankle with the grip of a falcon, dragging him into the ground, replacing her position with his, until only his head peeked from the depths. And then a loud cracking sound echoed through the area, as a swift kick was delivered to the Genin's temple, knocking him unconscious, his head swivelling around on his neck and his eyes rolling back into his skull.

"...Um... I think I just... hurt him... badly... hehe"

She released her technique, lifting him from the dirt and laying him on the road. Picking the kunai from his hand and throwing it into the wall of the building, she beckoned for the Doctor to take him to the prison.

"You take him to the cages, I'll go turn in the mission sheet. Come back to the Office and get your payment when you're done. And thanks for the help, I don't think I could have done it otherwise."

A swift salute and a smile followed by the sound of high-speed movement and a cloud of dust as she used a Shunshin to leave the area.

[exit]

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[Jae]

[atrb=cellpadding,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width, 400, true][atrb=rules,none][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #bcbcbc; -moz-border-radius: 20px 0px 20px 0px; border-radius: 20px 0px 20px 0px][atrb=style,padding-top:15px;][atrb=align,left] Her actions were swift and harsh, which he imagined would be justified by the severity of the situation. Still it all seemed to happen in a blur and by the time he'd turned around she'd have him fully apprehended. The owner of the restaurant seemed to be fine, darting away from the scene to an unknown pocket of the business without so much a thanks. Aihime's attempt to curtail the strength of her kick with a joke was ignored the moment he'd watched the boy go unconscious. Following her fleeting exit, The Doctor moved over toward the young man and knelt down at his side to examine his wound. Her aim was precise, a direct shot to the temple, but the danger of such an attack far outweighed the need to incapacitate the offender. The "temple" housed the temporal bones, lobes, and hippocamus respectively, the latter playing a major role in processing auditory information and long-term memory. The trauma could have easily inflicted irreparable brain damage, a factor that didn't coincide well with the mission's order not to harm the Genin. Regardless, a few short hand seals brought a familiar warmth to his hand, which he rested on the afflicted area. A voice from behind pulled his attention however. "We'll take it from here." It was the Iwa Police, here to apprehend their offender. Someone must have called when the crowd was dispersed. Well, if that was all that was left to do, he would venture back toward the Tsuchikage's tower to claim his reward. exit

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[King]

Jae - 40
Aihime - 40

Good little thread, guys.