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[Nagato]

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{Mission}
MISSION NAME: Scout!MISSION RANK: BMISSION DESCRIPTION: Go outside of the village and make sure that there are no suspicious activities occurring. If anything is to be seen or deemed out of the ordinary, report back to the Raikage immediately and give your report.MISSION REWARD: 75 EXP & 5,000 RYOMISSION LEVEL: Low-Medium.

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A heavy gale blew through the land scape, striking the wooden exterior of what you may call a small house. The interior was rather basic, with a single bed that folded sideways out of the wall and a small table accompanied by a fridge. For washing or other toiletries, the residents had to share the facilities. Within the aforementioned building laid one man who had his sight set on the small window that exposed him to the wind through a small hole that released a whistling sound into the room it self.

“Again… ” he sighed as he spoke, shifting his left hand out toward the wall before striking it. The wall had visible signs of wear and tear, but the area that he had struck had a visible dent. Nagatos left fist became inflamed in a tinge of red while small pieces of rock tumbled down toward the bed. He shook his head in disbelief before rolling over to his right side.

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He gritted his teeth as he pushed himself off the bed with a expression of discontent. As he sat up, he slipped his left and right feet into the sandals that had laid by the side of the bed and promptly stood to his feet. Shifting his sight toward the fridge, he took two powerful steps forward in order for the feet to sink further into the sandals for a more comfortable wear. Upon doing so, he brought his left leg forward and his right leg back, effectively assuming the orthodox fighting position.

His right and left hands formed fists that ascended up toward his chin and with that he began with a series of jabs and straights out into the air. With every punch he threw, he manoeuvred his body as if his imaginary opponent was throwing the exact same attacks as he was. In the art of boxing, that was commonly referred to as Shadow Boxing. As he took swings, he felt the air push through his fists and couldn’t help but remember of the big bad wolf that he had met yesterday.

Throughout the course of the night, Nagato had created a number of generic nicknames for the man, but the truck in the matter was that although he was big, he still had to brush up on a few areas. With that in mind, he thought of the fact that the individual never introduced himself, which he figured to be rather rude in his opinion. Nonetheless, within a few hours the duo would be brothers in arms as they set out on a mission. The mission in question was a simple scouting mission which entailed departing to the outskirts of the village in order to investigate anything strange within the area.

[Nagato]

Nagato performed his techniques for about an hour or two, the primary reason as to why he focused on Taijutsu revolved around the fact that he didn’t want to waste chakra on training when it may come in handy in the upcoming mission. Sweat trailed down his forehead and he made his way toward the fridge, slowly opening it to peer at the carton of mik that had lingered on the top shelf.

“Out of date… ” he sighed as eyed the empty fridge that had laid before him. With little choice, Nagato shifted his hand toward the carton before collecting it from the fridge. He then spun the lid off and went onto drink the remainder. When the carton was empty, Nagato went onto move throughout the room, collecting his blue jumpsuit before slipping is legs and arms through the respective areas.

Within a few minutes he was dressed and what was left to do was attach his Chokuto. He didn’t waste time attaching one so that the hilt would come over his left shoulder and the other so that the hilt would come over the right shoulder. Nagato nodded a couple of times as he then collected the remainder of his gear, that being Kunai and other materials alike.

Realising that he was set for the venture, he made his way out of the house and locked the door behind himself. Within second he descended down the short set of stairs and made his way out into the village where he sought out merchants. It was no mystery that merchants began work earlier than most of the village, primarily because of the fact that they were tasked with the most critical job of providing us all with our daily needs.

Walking through the empty market place, Nagato approached a bakery where he purchased one freshly baked loaf of bread. With a nod or two, he exchanged the Ryo for the bread and went onto purchase a block of cheese from the merchant a little east from the bakery. Having collected his dinner, he made his way toward the Cloud Temple.

It didn’t take him too long to arrive at his destination. Rather what did take long was waiting for the big man from yesterday. Nagato arrived early and collected the mission details, he then sat out front of the temple, taking a bite out of the fresh and warm loaf of bread accompanied by a nibble of cheese, in order to quench his hunger.

[plague]

Plague was in his room getting last minute training before he suddenly stopped. The mission it was finally time to go to that mission soon they would be ready to go for that mission. Indeed the time has come to flourish and obtain the greatness. In fact it was time for order and peace. Plague got his gear, his massive hammer on his back and his knuckle Dusters on his fingers. He opened the door and went outside closing the massive door and locking the outside. Before he stormed his way towards the destination. His aim was to locate his partner for today. Who knew they even might be Brothers in Arms. Or Blood Brothers in a sense. Watched each others back and so forth and so on. His eyes perked as he shook his head.

Shaking his head he would simply sigh. Nothing really ran past him. Nothing really got through him. He was a big massive human wrecking ball. Able to clear a path. This mission would be interesting, Nagato would have to fill him in finally noticing him. He spoke."Aye, matie. I am Plague, it's a pleasure to meet the person whom have defeated me. Maybe during this mission we can gain some kind of bond." Yes friends would be nice but would that really not slow him down.

Plague was the fastest individual in Kumo with his secret weapon of course he can destroy nations upon nations. Or so he hoped. He had great conditioning in his ability to do inhumane fits. he was capable of smashing Buildings, Boulders, smashing objects like metal and steel. With his bare hands. Plague was truly a force to be reckon with. A weapon of mass Destruction. Shaking his head he sighed and looked up at Nagato.

"You never gave your name? What is your name? Tell me. I want to be enlightened with a brilliantine of the power." He said quietly. His eyes closing as he resumed his speech."What is the actual mission about if you do not mind me asking?" Plague asked Nagato. He wanted to know what the mission would be about. He was interested to be going with people.

[Nagato]

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A soothing sound of water dripping several feet from Nagatos location had slowly cradled him to sleep. Having not slept throughout the night, he found himself dozing off in front of the Castle. Eventually, his head tilted to one side and his eyes slowly shut. With the sun rising over the horizon, a warm tinge of orange spread across his body, keeping his mildly dressed body somewhat warm throughout his brief nap.

As he dozed off, he couldn’t help but dream of the mission that was to come. He twitched, as he envisioned fighting on the outskirts of the village. “RUN” his body shook as the words echoed across the dream world, his sight blurring as a blade began descending down on his head. Suddenly, the nonchalant words of a new arrival abruptly awoke Nagato and sweat trailed down the side of his forehead as he glanced up to eye the big figure that blocked out the warm rays of the sun.

He glanced down at his lap and by no surprise, both his bread and cheese were gone. He formed a warm smile, thinking of the child or family that was enjoying his food. Thinking back to the times when he was an orphan and a ward of the village, he remembered the pain that he had experienced when he was hungry. Although he didn’t usually take kindly to theft, he kept in mind that whoever had taken it had a stronger need for it.

As his comrade spoke, Nagato glanced up thinking, “Plague? Who would bestow such name upon their child?” he arched an eye brow as he nodded at the man, it appeared he wasn’t as senseless as Nagato had anticipated as he arrived right on time. Slowly moving his body, Nagato pushed his hands off the wall that he had sat against in order to rise. As he stood he moved his hands behind his back, patting the dusty attire.

“My name is Nagato. I hear that my parents gave me that name before they met their subsequent fate.” he shifted his sight from the top of the mans body to the bottom, his left hand casually scratching his cheek while his right rubbed each eye to ensure that he didn’t look asleep nor feel it.

“I’m unaware of your rank… but I will be leading the mission for practicality sake. What this basically entails is that you just listen to me, especially of we encounter foes. This is a B-Rank mission so I’m sure you’re aware of the threat that may come with it. What the Raikage wants us to do is simply scout the outskirts of the village for anything out of the ordinary. We can engage at our discretion, but the primary reason behind why I ask that you listen to me is that a team is only strong as its weakest link. Essentially if we don’t work as a team in an unlikely encounter we might find ourselves dead. Got that?” for a moment, Nagatos tone became somewhat serious. He didn’t want this guy to die on his watch and there was always potential of their being a threat on the outskirts of the village. If Plague happened to get in the way of a Ninjutsu as a taijutsu user or if he somehow faltered and got severely injured, it would put Nagato in a rather tight spot.

“Understood?” he eyed Plague as he briefly inquired before turning toward the gates of the village and walking. Naturally, Plague would proceed to follow as they left the village gates and were tentatively escorted to the woods that had surrounded the village. As the duo entered the area, Nagato began to focus his senses onto the immediate vicinity. He aimed to pick up on any sounds or movements in the area in order to ensure that no one snook up on the duo.

[Ohta]

random encounter requested

DANGER! YOU HAVE ROLLED A B-RANK DIFFICULTY, TWO ASSAILANTS, A C-RANK AND A C-RANK!

[Ohta]

As they exited the gate, it seemed that something had it out for them because the heavy gale that affected Nagato's house was only a forewarning of the inevitable.

The wind seemed to pick up, and a bone-chilling breeze that came alongside it. It wouldn't have been all that bad if it weren't for the sudden humidity that made it seem they were sloshing through water. For a man such as Plague he would find himself growing colder as the time would go on. It could not be imagined what it would be like for Nagato who bore such a smaller frame. However foreboding the weather could be, they had a mission to attend to.

Scope out the current area - having taken some time after leaving Kumogakure's gates and exiting to the mountain ranges were regarded as something of a shit job. There were thousands of caves. Some of them had dead ends and others intertwined with one another. It was no secret that there had been many misdeeds committed in these caves, from torture to rape, kidnappings, drugs. These were common themes among the darkness.

In their immediate horizons they might've been able to see two colored dots making their way into a cave. Though the wind was cold and they might have their head down, they'd miss a vital chance to gain an upper hand at any illegal practices... if there were any. 

"Hurry, brother." one spoke to the other as they hurried as fast as they can without running, they disappeared into the cave. They had a route. They were running. Dai and Shō were Nukenins who had no quicker than fifteen minutes past left Kumogakure no Sato as Genin.

Everything was getting colder. They could notice these people and chase after them - but were they civilians, or Shinobi? Were they people practicing misdeeds or were they kids? The only thing these two Shinobi was the undying cold that was blasting them from all sides.

Proceed.

Status: Okay??

[plague]

His eyes focused on Nagato. Who seemed to have been in a dream like state before he had arrived."Didn't sleep well I take it?" Plague questioned his comrade. It goes without question. That Plague was concern for his new friends well being. If he so happened to be weak in the mind. Due to the lack of rest. It will fall on Plague's ass if he wasn't able to protect Him. Sure Plague was a rough man. Sure Plague prefer raw strength then brain power. But one doesn't become chuunin without having some form of intellect. He gave him a warm smile.

He looked at the man as he suddenly attempted to take charge. He would argue most of the time. About what he just said. That he would lead this mission. But what would Plague achieve by setting someone in place over dominance. He would archive nothing. So he nodded his head and had agreed with Nagato. "Understood I guess." The big man said. Once Nagato made his way towards the gates, Plague followed. This sure would be an interesting part. They both are taken such an unique mission. It was uncommon for Plague to take such a mission.

However taken something new to obtain something greater also wasn't a bad idea. In fact it would be very good. He shook his head and followed. As they left the gates and into the wilderness Plague saw Mountains, and caves which they pasted. What Plague did notice. His thick skin was getting awfully chilly. It was uncommon for to not notice. Seeing as he was relatively warm. Plague narrowed his eyes. Something was off."Nagato, do you feel cold. I feel the same." He said quietly. His eyes fixed on to the other caves as he passed them.

The Wind certainly did not like them today. The wind was very fierce today for some odd and strange reason. Was someone controlling such large amounts of wind or was it something entirely else. He did not know."Be on your guard, Nagato." Plague reached his right hand to grasp and grip the back of his hammer. The Hilt of it. With a single hand. if they were to be ambushed he would use his speed, power, and size to knock them off course.

Plague looked on ward. When he noticed two figures far away. His eyes relaxed after narrowing them, and the distance that was slightly easily to see got further. That was the power of narrowing. You can see slightly closer from afar if you narrow your eyes. And if you relax the vision goes back to normal."I saw two figures from a far, Nagato. What do you want us to do?" He questioned him.

[Nagato]

Within minutes of departure, the rays of the sun subsided as clouds filled the sky. Slowly but surely, a breeze began transcending across the area; it got colder and colder, not even Nagatos jumpsuit protected him from the calamities of nature. Nature… what a generic interpretation for the wonders of the world. Nagatos eyes shifted from his peripherals to Plague; he was very focused on not dying but as he focused on the immediate surroundings it seemed that he failed to notice something that Plague picked up on.

“Hmm? Are you sure? Lets check it out.” he tentatively responded to Plagues brief statement. There were a lot of caves in the surroundings, all of which provided excellent cover for thieves, bandits and killers. With this being the first mission with Plague, he didn’t plan on ignoring what his partner had noticed. He slowly turned his head toward Plague and nodded.

“From here on, we will communicate through absolute silence. When I form this- ” Nagato went onto form a fist while conveying his message, “We stop. Essentially I will gesture with my hands, I hope you come to understand as we progress. The basic ones are the fist that indicates stop and two fingers which indicates move toward wherever the fingers are pointing. So… lets head to er-… whatever it is that you saw! ”

Nagato slowly turned his walk to a moderately paced jog in order for his muscles to warm up effectively. He feared that if anyone was to attack them, his muscles wouldn’t be ready to spring to action. It seemed that Plague had the right idea as he kept grip on his giant hammer. At times, Plague reminded Nagato of a giant barbarian from the tales that were told at the orphanage, he contemplated whether this man had the same level of strength as the fabled legends… same potential.

From what Nagato had seen, he was an average person whose height put him in the upper quartile of standard heights. Seven foot tall could be considered as abnormal in comparison to the general population. None the less, Nagato aimed to see what would come of the duos relationship; whether it would be fruitful or not.

Smirking, Nagato began approaching the cave that Plague had seen a duo enter. Nagato nodded, reaching into his jumpsuit withdrawing a small and leather pouch. Nagato would form a fist over his shoulder which would indicate for Plague to stop as they approached what you could call an arch that led into the cave in question. These individuals could either be friendly or hostile but Nagato was well aware of the fact that it was more likely to be the latter.

In addition, Nagato had contemplated the idea that no one was informed of new arrivals, no one had sent a message forth with regards to arrivals so whoever the individuals in question where, they weren’t ‘on the guest list’.

As Nagato pulled the pouch out, he approached one end of the arch. Naturally they were approaching from the right side and as he neared, he simply flicked his wrist, tossing the pouch into the depths of the cave. However, this was no ordinary toss, Nagato ensured that the throw had enough force to remain air borne upon detonation. In addition, he aim the item toward the center of the cave. Essentially, as the pouch made its way from the right corner to the center of the cave, it would erupt in a myriad of ball bearings and materials alike.

The aforementioned items would proceed to rain down on the individuals that Plague had seen. Odds had it that he didn’t see anyone but it was better to ensure safety before breaching the cave. The metal projectiles that erupted from the pouch would proceed to pierce anything in their path, making the small area an instant death trap.

In the meantime, Nagato would shift his free hand, securing a tight grip on the hilt of the Chokuto. If the plan had worked then whoever was in the cave would imminently be flushed out, forced out of their hiding place like rats. At the entrance, both Nagato and his partner would await the duo, it would either be a fruitful venture or a dead end. Either way, the thrill that sent the adrenaline through Nagatos blood stream kept him warm in the cold land of lightning.

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{Item Used}
Exploding Pouch
Rank: C
Type: Tool / Area of Effect
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Special: 5 per pack
Description: A variation on the exploding note, these pouches contain a myriad of ball bearings and other metallic projectiles that, when detonated, spread forth even more
Cost: 500 per Pack

[Ohta]

See, they had a problem. See, their destination was in their immediate horizon. This was no destination that would take two seconds to cross and so by the time they would've gotten to their destination. The other two were already in the cave. "You have the map, yes?" a younger one piped up. "Of course, brother. Let us take a break. Cast the genjutsu, and we'll be scot free." he smiled at his brother. He nodded, and so they were taking a break.

As the two Shinobi would be making their way to the cave the older of the two would be alert. "I hear something." he whispered to his brother, who in turn froze up, eyes like deer in a headlight. As a pouch made it's way into the cave, his brother without saying a word turned, pulled his brother and threw himself over the top of him, keeping all attempts to stay as mute as possible.

First of all Plague would notice the absurd breach of protocol that Nagato had took that his first and initial action had been to throw a Exploding Pouch when he had absolutely no information on the targets. What if it was a civilian? What if it was somebody in need? Fortunately, the people they had seen were not civilians.

When they looked into the cave, they would see nothing. Absolutely. Nothing. It seemed to be a very shallow cave, no more than five meters in length. It looked like the cave had not been touched by anything. The two shinobi may not have noticed, but it seemed the walls were intact from the Explosive Pouch and no damage had been done to the surroundings. Intriguing. 

If Plague would ascertain to his partner that two people had in fact gone into this particular cave, they might be able to figure out there was a Genjutsu in play. This cave was not as shallow as it seemed. But the longer they stayed mobile, the more danger they were going to be in. What was their reaction going to be to Plague's wrongdoing?

Proceed.

Status: BAD!!

[plague]

Plague had been plotting something. He didn't care if the people he saw were civilians or not. If they kept their distance and evaded them. They were not guest friendly. He wondered what Nagato would do. His hand on his hammer. Holding it tightly as he listened to what his partner had said to him. Nodded in total silent he had agreed. He sighed and moved forward following Nagato.

Once they were near some cave he was told to pause? Why was he told to pause and halt what good will that serve him? What will he gain from that? He really had no idea. He sighed. As the pouch was thrown, he looked into the cave. And boom it exploded. However to make sure. It was gone. He had to make sure they would hear him. And tossed. It not nose came from the other side from the rock hitting. That was odd. His eyes drifted as he released his hammer. He gripped on to the shoulder of his parnter.

And paused. He decided to break the silent."Allow me." He would aim a fist to direct to his shoulder. To show him this was a genjutsu, if it didn't work or if it did. No matter. Plague would begin to gather energy and slowly channel it to a certain point of his body. Oh boy who ever cast the Genjutsu. If they did not get out of the cave. Which was a one way to them. They were dead. Those two people would be gone in less then a second. If Plague does what he does.

He closed his eyes, and begun to slowly sigh. He did not know why cast genjutsu on them. When Nagato and Plague provided to be non hostile. What he did know what. They were both fucked. For attempting to embarrassing Nagato and Plague. it was a pride game, For Plague. And boy, once he did what he did. Those two would be dead. Nagato will soon witness why everyone Nicknamed Virus. And Decay.

[Nagato]

Nagato grimaced as he thought of the pain that the occupants of the cave were undergoing. However as he focused his hearing, he realised that not a single sound was heard from the area. For a moment, he shook his head thinking rather plainly that Plague was simply seeing things. With his right hand on the hilt that had lingered above his right shoulder, Nagato shifted out of the hiding area when an ominous feeling overwhelmed him.

As his eyes darted from one proportion of the cave to the other, he realised that the cave had remained un-damaged. It wasn’t possible considering the circumstance, but Nagato brought his hands together, forming a single seal that stabilised the flow of chakra throughout his mind and body. In that instant, his eyes widened and the foes were uncloaked, but Nagato was almost shocked that Plague had figured that it was a Genjutsu before he had.

What he gestured toward the general area never brought to mind Genjutsu, however there would be no way that the pouch didn’t do any damage and so he figured with the whole cave appearing rather pristine, was a simple shift in perception. However, for the alteration to have successfully affected the Kumogakure duo, Genjutsu had to play a part in the concealment.

Arching an eyebrow, Nagato eyed the duo, one atop the other. Forming the single hand sign once more, Nagato rapidly tapped his comrade, realising that the taijutsu enthusiast wouldn’t be able to release himself from the Genjutsu in question. As he eyed the duo, he brought his hand to the right Chokuto before drawing it. The sound of the Chokuto slithering out of its sheath echoed into the cave as the cold breeze whistled against the sharp blade.

In an instant, Nagatos facial expression had changed. That god damn whistling sound had returned. He was somewhat angered, if not irritate to some extent; that sound hadn’t let him sleep throughout the night and had now intruded in their encounter. “Identify yourselves. ”

Nagato focused his sight on the duo, the slightest movement and his partna’ would rain all hell down on them. He didn’t know the full capabilities of his companion, but he could see the flare in his iris, it looked like he was about to explode and for all that muscle to explode at once… it would be a sight to see! With a brief nod, he’d level the blade, keeping his arms mobile to aid the use of Kai should another Genjutsu be cast by one of the two individuals.

Throughout that time, Nagatos eyes scanned around as he aimed to locate the damage dealt to either of the boys by the exploding pouch.

[Ohta]

The older brother got off the younger brother's body - they were fine... the older brother's back was bleeding. He pulled him up, silently and if possible. The older one's ears were ringing.

This wouldn't be their end. Not yet. The older one, wobbled, but turned. They could see the two shinobi, and it seemed a hatred filled the older boy. Their first attack was one aimed to KILL? HE AND HIS BROTHER? FOR ESCAPING A VIOLENT VILLAGE? He was going to escape, make sure his brother was safe and one day he would return and raze Kumogakure to the ground and back where it belonged. He began performing seals- ten to be precise. In the moments they were figuring out it was a Genjutsu, he had been sealing. As they tore away the barrier that would dissipate the fact that the cave... was deep. With the Genjutsu dissapated there was two boys there - one who would be seen swinging his arm- an average height and weight for sixteen years old, an a younger one at twelve years old. You could clearly tell they were brothers. 

Their escape would be through this tunneled network. "DAI KAMAITACHI" the older one screamed, waving his arm and releasing a funnel of Fuuton chakra. It wasn't a massively large technique - but since it was cornered by the capacity of the cave, it would rebound off it all- straight towards the mouth in which they were coming into. This was not a direct attack to kill the Shinobi, but if they were stupid enough to stay in it they'd be sliced to pieces by the wind which was hurtling toward them.

This was in fact to buy them time to turn tail and run into the dark cave, where they had memorized their path using the map and should they get lost - utilize it. "Run, brother!" they turned tail, disappearing into the dark cave. 

They were met with a choice ; push through the wind and get hurt, somehow negate it, or move out of the way of the slicing wind that would surely cut them - the entire mass of wind moving their way covered the entirety of the cave like a moving shell, it's only escape was the entrance.

Or they could lose precious moments in moving out of the way and waiting for the technique to move past them and out into the open. Then there was the problem of having something to give them light whilst pursuing the two Nukenin kids.

Choices, choices.

Proceed.

Status: BAD!!

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{Spoiler}Dai Kamaitachi (Great Cutting Whirlwind)
Rank: B
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m), Mid (5m ~ 10m), Far (10m+)
Type: Offensive
Handseals: 10
Chakra Consumption: High

Dai Kamaitachi is a Ninjutsu technique which utilizes the Wind Element. After performing handseals to channel their chakra into their arm or a weapon, the user executes a swipe that produces a cone of wind. This wind does intense cutting damage to anything within range, including people and the surrounding area.

Note: The user must know Kamaitachi in order to use this jutsu. While the winds have been shown capable of cutting clean through trees, they can be stopped by more resilient materials, such as iron and bone.

[Nagato]

((OOC - Sithis quit the forum, so I'll be carrying on solo))

As the Genjutsu disprsed, Nagato couldn’t help but notice two young individuals. One looked no older than Nagato while another was considerably younger. “Wow”, Nagato thought to himself, taking rapid strides toward the exterior arch of the cave as a gale of wind erupted outward. Nagato had figured whoever the duo that Plague saw were some form of rogues or criminals but in actual fact, they were children… With the thought on his mind, Nagatos eyes focused on what appeared to be Plague. Blood had gushed out of his body as the gate struck him, naturally it took some time to rip through the heavy muscle tissue but a cut was visible on the giants forearm.

Nagato shook his head in disbelief. What the hell was he working with. He formed a facial expression of displeasure while momentarily eying his companion. “Clean yourself up! Stay here in case they make their way out. ” his tone came across as somewhat stoic. He was rather irritated by the fact that he didn’t even attempt to avoid the attack… what an imbecile.

With the brief exchange of words, Nagato bolted into the cave, coming to a brief stop in the center in order to filter out his own footsteps from those of the escaping kids. Throughout the course of his movement, Nagato formed three hand seals and a clone puffed into existence. This was the most simple and generic clone which began running toward the sound of the food steps. As the clone took off, Nagato ran up the wall and began making his way toward the kids while walking on the roof of the establishment.

The kids didn’t appear to be developed Shinobi and wouldn’t expect the threat to be hidden where they’d least expect it. The cloth that made up Nagatos attire would proceed to slowly blend into the surroundings as his own chakra infused into it. With Nagatos speed, it didn’t take long for both him and his clone to close the gap that the kids had established. The sound of the footsteps grew louder and louder until Nagato reached toward his Chokuto, promptly unsheathing before releasing it a little ahead of where the footsteps were last heard. The blade would travel at volatile speeds, thanks to the strength Nagato put into the throw. Essentially, it was aimed to strike the rear of whoever was the last person in their little escape.

The chokuto was sharp and evidently, it would rip through the individuals’ attire upon contact before piercing the skin. At this point in time, Nagato couldn’t see much so he was forced to rely on his other sense, such as smell, feel and hearing. As a result of that, he remained alert in case the duo attempted another genjutsu to conceal their footsteps or other mumbo jumbo… They weren’t getting away…

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Bunshin no Jutsu (Clone Technique)
Rank: E
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m)
Type: Supplementary
Handseals: 3
Chakra: Miniscule per 2 clones

Bunshin no Jutsu is an Academy Ninjutsu technique. After performing a set of handseals, the user creates an intangible copy of themselves. This clone has no substance, so it is not able to attack, and thus can only be used to confuse the enemy. It is mainly used in combination with other Ninjutsu. These clones can be easily distinguished by opponents with Doujutsu, but even opponents with normals eyes can tell tell it apart from the original if they are observant, as the clone does not have a shadow and will not disrupt the area around them with their movement. As soon as this clone comes in contact with an opponent or gets attacked, it will disperse.

Note: The clone's movement speed is equal to the user's. Bunshin cannot mold Chakra to perform jutsu, nor can they physically harm an opponent.



Kakuremino no Jutsu (Cloak of Invisibility Technique)
Rank: E
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m)
Type: Supplementary
Handseals: -
Chakra: Miniscule: Miniscule sustain per 2 turns

Kakuremino no Jutsu is an Academy Ninjutsu technique that allows the user to take a cloak or a piece of cloth and infuse it with their Chakra, allowing them to blend into the background. This creates an optical illusion where the user is basically invisible to the naked eye.

Note: No other techniques can be used while disguised.

Kinobori no Waza (Act of Tree Climbing)
Rank: E
Range: Close (0m ~ 5m)
Type: Supplementary
Handseals: -
Chakra: Miniscule: Miniscule sustain per 3 turns

Kinobori no Waza is an Academy Ninjtusu technique. By focusing a small amount of Chakra to the bottom of their feet, the user can climb a tree (or other vertical wall) without utilizing their hands. This technique requires a small amount of chakra control: if the stream of Chakra is too weak, the user will loose their footing; if too strong, the user will be pushed away from the surface.

[Ohta]

There were a few issues with Nagato's logic - it was only his assumption that they were running. They knew very well what they were doing - having rehearsed the cave system half a dozen times (except nearing the end, where they required the map to proceed) but that could wait.

They had turned tail after the older brother had screamed out the technique - Nagato instead of immediately pursuing the two had taken the wise option of allowing the wind to run it's course; hiding by standing behind the arch of the cave; Plague on the other hand seemed to have frozen, pushed back and cut - his immense size would stop him from being toppled, but cuts were cuts. It would be enough to stop him in this little mission, not enough to kill him. 

The seconds would mean everything - and instead of immediately catching up to them he would exchange words with his partner, a dear mistake where they had disappeared into the darkness. 

As Nagato would begin his own pursuit - on the top of the cave mind you he would have another problem. As his eyes would adjust to the darkness the cave had come to a clear stop at the end of the tunnel, now embezzled by Darkness.

The two younger Genin were nowhere to be seen, they were not making any noise or movement. Enough to warrant concern, he would have to buck up his ideas, figure out a strategy to rat them out or pursue further into the Dungeon if he was going to catch these two children hellbent on remaining Nukenin.

Proceed.

Status: BAD??

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The younger brother has utilized the first mastery of Genjutsu and had recasted the same technique.

[Nagato]

Nagato came to an abrupt stop at the end of the cave as he drew the Chokuto, preparing to throw it. But, considering that this was a dead end he felt no need to needlessly toss the blade. He shook his head, considering how clever the duo were. Within second, he turned on his heels, before making his way back to the center of the cave. It was odd, he was sure that the children followed the same path as Nagato.

It was somewhat of a shame that Nagato didn’t possess access to the Fire element, creating a small flame would have allowed him to better analyze the caves. Thinking back, his Eidetic memory triggered recollection of the children’s attire and he couldn’t help but recall the Kumogakure emblem. “So… the kids were villagers… fleeing no doubt. I guess the Raikage would want to hear of this.”  he sighed as he made his way out of the cave and into the bone biting winds.

He shifted his sight toward Plague, motioning him over as the duo began making their way back toward the village. The trail went cold and there was nothing more Nagato nor Plague could do. He remembered that one of the individuals was severely injured from the exploding pouch; they would have to return to the village to seek treatment. Because one of them focused on Genjutsu and the other on Ninjutsu, at such young age, Nagato doubted that their of them had any medical experience.

As the duo made their way toward the village, they followed an unorthodox path in the hopes of catching the returning individuals in their tracks. If they didn’t come across the individuals, Nagato would simply guide Plague back toward the village.