The blades of vengeances have fallen swiftly. The shinobi are no more as 'Absolute Justice' has returned...now, it is the Samurai that rule the Five Major Nations!
But at what cost? Have they become the very thing that they despised the most...? Heroes and villains seem to change roles every day, but one thing is for certain - we yearn for our freedom, for days gone by where we flew the skies unhindered.
War... this had not been the first war Aneun witnessed in his lifetime. The current Hokage's regime had started with a civil war which ultimately led to him being in power. And Aneun had a front row seat to all that transpired due to his relationship with the Hokage's wife. He disliked the both of them and now stood upon the precipice of a cliff scouring an enemy town in their name. To siege and destroy in their name. The very thought made him sick and he couldn't help but laugh at the situation he found himself in.
Standing some 100 meters away from the town of Miyako, he peered over the town; taking in any points of interest he could make out with the naked eye. With the distance between himself and the town far beyond what his eyes could clearly make out, he reached into his pea coat and pulled out a pair of binoculars. Using said object, he took a closer look at the security, layout, and points of access.
Vital pieces of information needed if they were to take the place with a mere three Shinobi. With just three, they would not be able to resort to pure force and would instead have to rely upon subterfuge to win them the day. Sabotage and the like being their weapon of choice. Aneun however, would not make any assumptions of their plan yet as he would leave said plan to either Akuseru or the money.
"Hmmm. Looks like there are two main gates and a third access point by the docks. Infiltration should be easy with it being a port town. Guarding the entire waterway is impossible. So whats our plan?"
Unlike his comrade, Akuseru was as green as they came in matters of war. Having trained for the majority of his life only to better himself before joining Konoha's ranks as a shinobi last year, Akuseru couldn't help but feel a tinge of nerves creep over him. Would he really have to kill innocent civilians? Akuseru had taken lives before, but only to those who have threatened him and what he believed in. Although he knew of Kirigakure's cult and has heard from the Hokage of their wrongdoings, he wasn't sure if his heart was in the war. Hearing Aneun speak broke his thoughts and reminded him of the mission. Having doubts in the field would lead to his own death—he needed to focus on the task at hand.
"Plan? Infiltration? I'm sure they have a mayor or someone with great influence over the entire city's day to day operations. This city is under the Daiymo's rule with some shinobi protection. If we control the political head, then we control the city." Of course it wasn't the Daiymo they would be going after—running a city such as this would have been delegated to another whose sole job was to govern this city. Akuseru checked his equipment and made sure everything was in order as he awaited Sarutobi for any interjection. Though no one person was assigned to lead Team Bravo, he was the Chuunin and had seniority over the two of them. So whether it was Aneun's plan, Akuseru's, or one of his own, Akuseru looked to him for the answer.
Arriving in the Water Country was the easy part, from now on they each needed to be on guard as Team Bravo found themselves well within the enemies territory. The port city of Miyako... from a distance he could make out the flickering lights of its inhabitants and at a glance it looked no different to the many economic hubs that littered the Land of Water. Except it was different. Masafumi rested in a crouched position to Aneun's right, his hands relaxed on his thighs as he balanced on his heels.
"They call it Water Seven..." he spoke with no particular cue after mulling over the information offered by his comrades. As the only chuunin he took it upon himself to devise a plan of action, as this was their first real war, burdening the inexperienced was never smart. "Traveling within is restricted by waterways and many residents travel across town by boat..."
Thinking aloud his words trailed off to a pause as he began to push himself to his feet. "Aneun is right, infiltration should be easy. Perhaps splitting up for each entry point is best, and we can reconvene at a meeting point after disabling our targets?"
There mission was one of sabotage and it would be crucial for them to cause as much damage as possible while staying hidden. "But we cannot let any communication out of this city."
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Both Shinobi had brought valid points into the conversation but neither had actually set a clear plan. Just more suggestions which is not what Aneun had wanted from them. The only suggestion he could deny right away was the last made by Sarutobi.
"You expect three people to stop any and all information from leaving the city?" Aneun said looking to his ally with a confused look. "Uh, yeah. That's gonna be impossible." And impossible was right.
There was no way three guys could control the flow of communication from one city even if it had but two main entrances. Too many variables were in play such as the open port or the abundance of merchants moving too and fro as is their daily business. In Aneun's mind, it would not be a possible choice for them on this venture however, there lay other options. While their mission was to raze the city, the important part was cutting off the line of supply to Kirigakure. In a merchant and port town such as this one, the flow of supplies and cash would surely be a strictly controlled system to prevent any mishaps and keep the flow of money and supplies going. And that would be the key to victory.
"Bold choices but too easily fixed or circumvented by others. Lets go with my plan. Take out the bank and ports. We'll stop the flow of cash and supplies at the same time and turn the city upside down. Even if we don't control the city, we've done what was most important which is cut the supply line to Kiri, no?"
While his choice was perhaps the most logical one, there lay the problem of how to go about it. They would need a relatively large amount of explosives to take out both targets which Aneun judged from his allies supplies, and attire that they did not have such on them.
"Hmm. We're lacking in the boom boom department so we'll have to find some method of achieving said goals. I think it better if we make clear what our abilities are. Aside from a few tricks here and there, I set shit on fire. Fun times. You guys?"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be a bad thing if information gets out—so long as it is one of fear. If we control the information, then a leak can be to our benefit." How they went about doing that is a totally different story. Still, it was more realistic than stopping anything from getting out at their current level of manpower. Aneun spoke of shutting down the banks and ports. An effective strategy.
"I am pretty good with both Doton and Raiton!" He also could manifest an ancient spirit to fight beside him, but that ability was not relevant to their objective. Emperor Squiggles was not a power he enjoyed calling upon. Between Akuseru's ability to manipulate lightning and earth and his innate prowess as a shinobi, the boy was certain he would be able to handle any task given to him.
Allowing the Sarutobi to give his reply before speaking again, Akuseru's gaze turned back toward the city. "Just tell me what you need me to do and I'll take care of it." He had steeled himself for war. Civillian casualty was unavoidable, and although he would not go out of his way to harm innocents, Akuseru knew that his mission here was for the greater good. Kirigakure and their cult of religious zealots needed to fall in order for their people to truly be free.
"We can all use clones here, I'm sure.." he quipped in reply to halting communication out of the city. While it wasn't a serious consideration it was definitely a possibility if push came to shove.
After Aneun spoke Fumi found his head nodding in agreement, to target Miyako's port and wealth establishments was the most efficient way to cripple the economy with their limited man-power. At this point in time guerrilla tactics seemed like their best option, the ability to get in and out inconspicuously was something they were all trained to do and a staple of the ninja way.
Glancing across at the city he wondered if they were aware of the war declaration made on their military capital Kirigakure. While the current distance made it difficult to tell, if that was the case, Fumi expected their to be more panic, movement, and at least greater fortification. But from the intel they had gathered that didn't seem to be the case. Now is the time to act... they had to take advantage of these tempered waters.
"We need to delegate jobs. I can enter through the docks and take care of the ports. I'll put a torch to any vessel that can move with my katon.."
"After you guys have taken care of the banks and I the ports, we'll need a location to rendezvous.."
Once again his words trailedoff in the end, leaving the conversation open for Aneun and Akuseru to confirm their actions.
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Post by shiori rusu on Aug 16, 2015 22:44:32 GMT -8
The presence of God would lead to war.
That is what Shiori thought as he left the Land of Rice and returned to Mizu no Kuni. What he learned in his return had confirmed many of his suspicions.
The presence of God has led to war.
Would Kirigakure, Mizu no Kuni, be ready? Upon arriving in Miyako no Mizu, he got his answer: no. The merchants spread rumors of the declaration, gossip and bits and pieces of the Hokage’s speech. But a good majority of the residents didn’t believe, didn’t have enough reason to. They found the Hokage’s speech to be gibberish. Yet the threat of war, even if thought to be nothing but rumor, had increased security around the docks and banks. But otherwise the atmosphere was too calm, it unnerved him. It was akin to being in the eye of a storm.
Shiori chose to reinforce the position, by this time he figured Kirigakure would or should be in the midst of combat and hopefully more prepared than this city. There was only one position he could take and that was the city’s lone tower. Centered in the middle of the docks (50m tall) it offered a complete vantage of the harbor with limited view inland. Primarily it was used to monitor the comings and goings of ships, and known to serve as a makeshift lighthouse in emergencies.
For once his allies had done more than give suggestions and taken an initiative in the mission, at least Sarutobi did. Aneun didn't expect much from Akuseru in terms of plans as was his nature. While he worried whether Sarutobi would be able to handle the ports alone as it is a widespread area; making destruction that much more difficult of a task. Nevertheless, taking out a bank alone would not be so easy for a lone individual due to the natural fortification of such places. With no choice but to trust in his ally, Aneun prepared himself for the fighting soon to come.
"Looks like we have no choice but to leave the ports to you monkey. Akuseru and I will enter through separate entrances and meet up at the bank near the center of town. Be wary of the tower by the docks. That looks like a pristine spot for an enemy to hide and gain a vantage. I'll circle around to the northern entrance while Akuseru can take the eastern entrance. You'll use the port-side entrance to the south west. We should meet up..."
His voice trailing off as he took to the binoculars again. Scanning over the area between the bank and ports, he scoured for a secure enough location for them to reconvene once their task was accomplished. It would not be long before Aneun spotted what seemed like a bar near the southern part of town directly between the port and bank.
"We can meet up at the bar near the southern side of the town. Its directly between the bank and docks. We'll think about an escape once we get there depending on the situation. And I guess that's that. I'm off."
Wasting no time, Aneun pocketed his binoculars and then shoved his headband into a concealed pocket in the inner lining of his coat to conceal his identity. With a short sequence of seals, a small puff of smoke consumed his visage and as the smoke cleared, what stood in his place was a woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties with pink streaked black hair. Almost immediately after transforming did his hands raise to his chest and begin prodding at his new "burden" in a curious manner.
"Is this really what its like to be a woman?" he asked; his voice noticeably changed to that of a grown woman. "Whatever." And with that note he was off. Moving with haste and yet not forgetting to make his presence unknown, it'd not be long before Aneun came upon the northern road leading into town. Nonchalantly mixing into the crowd, Aneun nonchalantly waltzed into town without any trouble. Despite there being a war at hand, the security of the town was rather lax around the entrance which was a massive oversight on the enemies part. Without hindrance, he quickly made his way toward the center of town where the bank was located.
After a short trek, Aneun stood within 10 meters of the bank; eying the structure from afar at a nearby cafe. From what he could see, the bank security had indeed been increased but not enough to stop any infiltration. Like any normal customer, Aneun walked into the bank without fear; heading to the side booths to fill out a blank check. A small smirk forming as he wrote something on the blank piece of paper. He would not make a move until Akuseru arrived.
Everything had finally been decided! Akuseru was to stop the money flow with Aneun at the bank and the Sarutobi would handle the ports. With Aneun pointing out the sole watch tower near the ports, Akuseru squinted to see if there was anyone there. Unfortunately his vision was limited from his position and he wasn't able to see anything of note. With a shrug, Akuseru looked towards the city and headed off to the bank with Aneun.
"Good luck, Kasaisaru!" When the group of Konoha shinobi returned to the village after the incident with the true god, Yokozuna, they had exchanged names and stories over drinks during their celebration. Akuseru learned of Masafumi's nickname, though he had heard it mentioned before. As member of the Sarutobi clan he would have no trouble handling the ports alone.
When it was time to go their separate ways, Akuseru broke from the path Aneun was taking and stationed himself a safe distance away from the eastern entrance. His eyes scanned everyone walking in the bustling street. These people. . . they have no idea what they've been dragged into. . . Akuseru shook his head and focused on the mission. Spotting a overweight man, Akuseru decided take his form using the Henge technique.
Having a new found understanding of what it is like to be an Akimichi, Akuseru swore he would dial back his fat jokes when he returned to Konoha. With a grin, he approached the bank ready to show off his infamous acting skills. He paused when he arrived at the guard standing just inside the bank. His face scrunched up before he spat a barely intelligible greeting.
"AHAHHAA. H-HELLO!" An awkward laugh and obnoxious volume raised the guard's suspicions, but wasn't enough to deny his entrance. Still, he had the attention of all the guards now. Once Akuseru was waiting in line, he looked around for Aneun but realized he couldn't find him among the crowd. They didn't exactly have a signal, either. Hopefully his familiar laugh was all it took for Aneun to recognize the Youmou descendant.
Edric withdrew the blade from the grave of flesh it was lodged it, a river of red following its wake. The man twitched, coughing up blood, though the amount only minuscule in comparison to the wound on his neck. He only had but moments before he would visit his God. And for his sake, he hoped there would be some solace in that though, for there would be no place amongst the damned in the Holy Kingdom. The peasant would yet be another sacrifice to Hell.
There was pity in Edric's blue eyes as he stared down the slowly fading pupils of his victim, however, not enough to give a swift death. He preached falseness -- his words threatened the foundation and sanctity of the one true maker. The knight offered him a choice, as an apostle that had witnessed the vision of the almighty, and still the pagan cultist refused to desist. It was only in his duty that he was to strike down the poor fool, and this way he wouldn't be able to spread the word of false deities.
The knight retreated from the alleyway covered in a heavy cloak that disguised the armor beneath, leaving the body to rot, something to easily be accomplished in such a moist climate. Like the hinterlands of Arcadia, gloomy and plagued by a heavy veils of mist. The darkness would be illuminated soon enough, as soon as he found their church, it would be a beacon for the truth. Wooden architecture made his mission far to easy.
With the temple in sight, a hundred meters further towards the center of town, he started, unaware of the events that were slowly conspiring around him.
With the confirmation of their tasks they dispersed in an instance, their figures vanishing into the misty landscape in order to enact the hunt. A final nod acknowledged Akuseru's words as Fumi vanished too, his destination the south-west entrance to the ports. Making is way from the vantage point his mind was clear and focused as his emerald eyes surveyed his surroundings intently. He made sure to cover any notable markings on his body and stuffed his headband in his pouch. This was as far as he went in the way of prepping for his task as the young monkey continually sped towards his target. He relied on instinct for the most part and would deal with whatever presented itself.
Silently he made his way to the south-west entrance by swiftly traversing the varied landscape1 as his feet glided over water like it was earth. The mist rolled in over the tempered waters hanging low and still as no apparent breeze wished to disperse it. This would work in his favor. He made sure to keep his movements sharp and fast sticking to the corners of the port as he eventually found himself leaning covertly against the side of a dock building. Pausing, he surveyed what was in front of him before the tower caught his eye. This must have been what Aneun was speaking of...best to stay out of its line-of-sight he thought in a moment of clarity.
Looking over the docks he noticed more than a dozen boats in the mooring close to the street side, their vessels connected by long wooden walkways that stretched out into the water. There was little in the way of foot traffic in the port but once he reached land he noticed the mist had subsided. It wont be an appropriate cover... he thought has he delved into his pouch. Rummaging around he found that he didn't bring any explosive notes. For a demolition type mission that was a massive oversight.
Afraid of over thinking it he instead took a deep breath and relaxed. What would I normally do in a situation like this..? he mused. It was a dumb thought, he had never been in a situation like this. Fed up he thought of the first thing that popped into his head. He would show this city why he received the nickname Kasaisaru.
With his particular skill for Henge no Jutsu he formed the simple seals2 as a cloud of white smoke engulfed his body. What it soon revealed as a completely different figure, one of an old favorite, a small red-brown monkey which appeared in his place. Scuttling up the side of the building that he previously rested against, he now looked over the mooring of boats.
With his slender little monkey fingers he began to form seals3, albeit slower than usual. In a moments time he would engulf the harbor in flames.
Post by shiori rusu on Aug 18, 2015 18:30:59 GMT -8
The guards of the town where skeptical of taking command from a ninja, but Shiori didn’t take no for an answer. And after a bit of negotiations, he had gained control of the tower as intended and from there he regulated the guards to the best of his ability. The harbor was essential for Kirigakure and Mizu no Kuni as a whole, but for one lone shinobi to guard it all against an unknown enemy was a bit daunting and nigh on impossible. Instead Shiori regulated the guards to increase security on the bank.
If their number were great enough, he assumed, they could at least push to the enemy towards the harbor cutting of their retreat. That was their plan and should combat arise that is how they were told to respond. Drive the force towards the ports, cut off their retreat -- they would die in the ocean, cold and alone. That would leave only a minimum amount of guards at the docks. They would blend in with what remained of the crowd, acting as sentries patrolling back and forth a report given to the tower every five minutes, without exception.
Everything was calm. Shiori could feel anticipating building in him, it was both unnerving and exciting. This was war, he thought, it was silent and long like the night. He felt the eyes of the people watching him, they thought him strange and overreacting. No one knew, no one understood, this was war.
Only an idiot would not be able to notice Akuseru as he entered the bank, even with his ridiculous disguise. While the look itself was less than desirable to not draw attention, it was his obvious awkwardness that drew the most attention. Nevertheless, Aneun would try to find some way for it to work.
After filling out the blank check, he folded the piece of paper and placed it within pocket before heading over to a receptionist. "Hello. I'm here to open a box but I'd like to speak to the bank manager first." With a nod and smile, the receptionist stood up and went off to find the bank manager as any good bank receptionist would do. And no bank manager would refuse to speak to a potential client. Aneun needed to single out the bank manager first before putting any plan into action for he was the only one who could open the safe.
As the receptionist went to get the bank manager, Aneun made his way over toward Akuseru before wrapping both arms around his left. "Darling, this way." He said as he pulled Akuseru toward the receptionist desk he'd stood at earlier. While Akuseru had set the awkwardness, the sudden appearance of an attractive women calling a man nearly thrice her size husband would cause most looks to avert instead of focus. Because they did not want to think of themselves as a sexist by judging a large man to be incapable of having an attractive wife, most would be forced to turn their focus elsewhere.
"Once things start, lock the main doors so noone can enter." He would whisper toward Akuseru mere moments before arriving at the reception desk. Shortly after, the receptionist would return with the bank manager whom Aneun approached and shook hands with. "Hello. I'm Vivi. I wanted to open a safety box but I had some questions. First and foremost, I'd like you to look at something for me." Reaching into his pocket, Aneun pulled out the check he'd filled out before and handed it to the manager. Simultaneously as the manager opened the folded check, Aneun's hands flew into a sequence of hand seals as the manager read the words contained on the paper; "Open the safe or everyone dies. This is a robbery. Teehee."
Before the manager could even question whether the note was a joke or not, the bank would suddenly be lit ablaze from the furniture to the people and anything between except a singular path toward the safe and the safe itself. Despite the massive blaze however, there was barely any noise nor did any alarms go off. This was due to all victims being set ablaze near instantaneously and that all alarms and exits were also burning. Nor did the sound of any screams emanate from the burning victims due to the air required to scream having been snuffed from their lungs. However though the area had been lit ablaze, Akuseru would not even realize anything for all of this was but an illusion. Everyone within the bank had been made to believe themselves being burned alive; rendering them unconscious within seconds except for the bank manager and the receptionist. They also barely made a noise as Aneun had placed his hand across both their mouths among the commotion; preventing any sound but whimpers from escaping.
"Now, I suggest you stay quiet and open the safe or you and your assistant will find yourselves a bit well-done. Get it?" Immediate response from bank manager and assistant in the form of head nods prompted Aneun to lead the pair toward the safe while trusting Akuseru to lock the doors.
Mere moments later at the safe, the bank manager would handle his task as demanded; opening the safe for the duo before he and his assistant received deciding blows to the back of their heads, knocking them unconscious. Peeking into the safe, Aneun's eyes widened considerably as he stared at the massive stacks of cash within and other things usually present in a vault such as safety deposit boxes. "Damn. We're rich." Without hesitation, he grabbed four medium sized bank bags and shoved as much of the money as he could within the two before placing all his exploding notes(10) within and around the safe. Once Akuseru arrived, he'd toss two bags his way. "We're gonna burn it all anyways. Might as well get something extra out of this."
Returning to the central area of the bank, a few hand seals and a deep breath would allow Aneun to breath out a massive stream of flames; spreading it across the entirely of the bank except toward the direction of the rear exit and Akuseru. Screams and whatnot soon followed as innocent bystanders were really set ablaze this time. Nothing would be able to contain the flames due to their white hot intensity; not even any anti-fire systems normally set in place. Once finished, Aneun left via the rear exit alongside Akuseru and headed south-west to the rendezvous point; money bags in tow. And some seconds after they left did an explosion erupt from the bank as the exploding notes placed earlier detonated. Boom!
Akuseru almost instinctively attacked in response to feeling a arm wrap around his, only for him to realize it was Aneun instructing him to go meet the bank manager with him. Akuseru felt many eyes on them along with hearing the words "gold digger" mumbled by few that noticed the mismatched pair.
The boy raised a brow when Aneun gave his instructions. Lock the door? The only reason to do that was to prevent people from getting out. Knowing Aneun, he had intended on killing them all. Aksueru sighed softly as he once again battled with his conscious regarding killing innocents. The war took priority—but if it could avoided then it should be avoided. When the bank manager received Aneun's threatening instructions, Akuseru made his way towards the main entrance despite having decided against locking the doors. If anyone had entered he would deal them, but he would not stop civilians from trying to escape what was to come. It did not matter though—Aneun had cast a genjutsu rendering these people unconscious or slowly losing it. Thud, thud, thud. It was all he heard as these people fell one after the other. They were all going to die.
Having released his henge transformation, he turned towards Aneun in protest, who had moved towards Akuseru near the center of the bank. The white haired genin's eyes widened when he saw handseals being formed. "I set shit on fire" was what Aneun had told Sarutobi and Akuseru in regards to his abilities. Without hesitating, the rookie shinobi grabbed his teammate by the arm and forced him around so they would be face to face, breaking the handseal formation and conserving Aneun's chakra.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" He erupted in a fit of rage, now holding his ally by the collar. Akuseru's motives were purely selfish, only acting in the interest of saving civilian lives. He understood the importance of this mission, and more importantly, the reason for their war against Kirigakure. If he wanted to turn what was now a tense situation between Aneun and himself, he would need to rationalize his actions against the Uchiha.
"We need them alive—the panic they'll create will draw the town's defenses here making our rendezvous point safer. Fear gripping this town by the throat will work in Konoha's favor as well." Not waiting for Aneun to respond or protest, he grabbed two bags and made his way towards the exit. Delayed now, the two of them would barely make it in time with the exploding tags setting off a moment before they made their way out.
It may have been Aneun's plan, but if Akuseru was to lead a team with the Uchiha in it then now was as good of a time as ever to begin taking charge.
It was no secret that there was conflict between the two Great Shinobi Nations, the Village Hidden in the Mist and the Village Hidden in the Leaves. While Baba himself could care less about the reason for the conflict, he did enjoy the flavor it added to the world. Stagnancy wasn't something he enjoyed and what better way to have the pot bubbling and boiling with vagrant aromas than to have the bodies of many shinobi littering the earth as fertilizer for flora? Baba liked the idea, even if it was his own body though he wished it wouldn't be, but regardless life was life. For the day Baba had been and would continue to be in the company of his old student and frequent mission partner Thebe Hozuki. A rather peculiar nin, but Baba didn't mind, he liked the Hozuki and the two had worked together many times before being a frequent pairing when it came to field missions. The two knew each other's tendencies and habits along with tactics, so it only made sense that they were a dynamic duo even with the lack of verbal communication at times.. With the status of the land's the two had been sent on a fun time scouting mission to make sure the land's weren't being compromised or anything of that nature. The area they were stationed in was the habitat encompassing the important village Miyako. Baba was familiar with the area, very familiar in fact, he was a map maker after all and had been a shinobi for more than half his life. -28 Years-. If one wasn't familiar with not only the landscape, but the people as a ninja with his number of years under their belt, what the hell were they doing? The plan between the two Jounin had been established prior to their deployment and both Jounin had the plan down in their heads and both had prepared for the task at hand. Once again, given the status of the land's it was crucial to arm yourself to the teeth even if you were going on a leisure walk. There was no telling who may be roving through villages and in people's homes undercover. Baba had grabbed his kunais that had their handles wrapped with explosive notes. These were placed in holsters on the outside of his right thigh. The rest of the explosive tags he had were in a holster on his left thigh. He had on his Deep Blue Battle Armor. The fit was just right, no mobility hindered, he wasn't weighed down, and he was properly protected given the armor was worn by him as it was intended. His single kukri with its handle projecting out on the back of his right hip. It was placed for optimal use, allowing for speedy safe drawing and within comfortable reach for his arm. He had his katana fastened to his left hip in such a way that use was most efficient, may it be for defense or offense. He had his handheld radio, ready in his ear for use on the correct frequency for communication between him and his ally. He had binoculars strapped tight and safely to his right hip, they were focused and all, ready to supply him with the full 50m of range they allotted him. His breath mask was smuggled in his garbs, but secured via slotting for immediate use at a moments notice. Then finally he had a fancy little thing known as a Hikari that was in a tool pouch that was on the back of the left side of his hip, not in the way of the kukri, but in a place that supplied him with the ability to retrieve the item quickly and safely. So now we begin.
Here they were out in Mizu no Kuni patrolling the land in search of not only people, but things that were out of place and could be a potential threat or were just suspicious to either of them. Such a task required not only full immersion into one's surroundings, but also exquisites levels of stealth. Baba would be sure to keep his partner in mind and not stray far from him, but within a close proximity as they moved through the lightly misted forest. Miyako was about 150m out and the two weren't even half way done with their route. As of yet, they had yet to be discovered by anyone or anything and likewise have yet to found anything out of place or a person at that. Such things didn't put Baba at ease however and only made him sustain his deathly level of focus. He had loyalty and actually even feelings of contentment for his village and the Land of Water and wouldn't want anyone to but these things safety at risk, nor any of its citizens. So silently and still undetected by anyone, Baba and his partner Thebe traversed high in the treetops on the outskirts of Miyako, but soon the Kirigakure Ninja had come to a halt. They were three in number positioned near the face of a cliff. With the Land of Water's Kirigakure being at war with the Land of Fire's Konohagakure, citizens had been told to only travel on the roads and not take to the wilderness. Ninja from the enemy nation could be lurking and the same warning was given to the children in their schools and things of that nature. It was no joke when it came to war after all.
Not sure if his ally Thebe had seen the three or not, regardless if he had, Baba who was leading by a single 3m gap in the two man formation, had raised a single hand silently through the air which stopped leveled to the side of his head. It was balled in a fist and had only moved through empty air, grazing no leaves or branches or any other anomalous obstructions. This signal was given immediately upon seeing the three and right after it was raised, three digits were released silently into the air to signify three bodies. "The Boogeyman creeps from the closet." Baba thought to himself as he gave a noiseless grin which revealed teeth. The two Kiri Nin had a decent view of the three, the only thing was that their backs were facing the two Kiri Ninja and there was a notable branch directly in front of the Baba as well. He was careful not to touch this branch or any of it's parts, leaves and all that. This branch was rich in healthy leaves which provided not only him, but his ally with cover too if one were looking from the perspective of the three near the cliff's edge. The way he had to look to see the three ninja's was through a small opening that only half his face could see through. This gave him vision of the suspicious people's full bodies. "Three males. Dark Brown hair one, White hair two, black hair three. All seem around average he-." These things were said in a low amount of decibels so only the nearby Thebe could hear them. Baba would also go on to log the apparel of each of the person's in his mind, an easy task for him. Being a mapmaker and artist his memory was photographic and nearly every feature of them he could see was safe in his mind.
Reasoning for his sentence being ended short however, was because the dark brown haired one began to talk. The two water ninja were at such a range where hearing them speak wasn't a challenge even with the drone of habitat carrying on. The range also was at a reasonable distance where incognito espionage was still able to be executable efficiently however. Baba couldn't believe what he was hearing. Talk of infiltration, cutting supply lines, fire, detailing of the village, the list went on, and instantly Baba knew they were enemies of the land. His mind was telling him so many things as they conversed, but yet he remained silent. He knew Thebe would be able to hear these things as well and would surely come to the same conclusion he had. The question for now was do they initiate attack now or wait? Baba would wait, he didn't know why he chose to do such a thing, but he did. Having heard they're plan, Baba began to devise one within his head and would whisper to Thebe again in a level of decibels only he would be able to perceive. "You take black. I'll be at bank with two." If either of the Kiri Nin were to finish off their assignment before the other, the whereabouts should be known considering the plan of the invaders was heard. And if either were to be defeated, the rendezvous point of the invaders was also heard, so the two Kiri Nin should be able to meet them there.
Just as he had finished speaking, again the invaders began to move. The dark brown haired one made a few movements, putting away binoculars and things to assumably rid him of traces of allegiance, then used one of the most practical jutsu there was for infiltration. The Transformation Jutsu. His guise was a woman whom Baba added to the mental file for the dark brown haired being. Ignoring the groping of oneself, Baba watched as the three moved from their positioning to begin their plan at their own pace and urgency. Having volunteered himself to manage two of the infiltrators, Baba would need to make a clone to keep track of them. His movements would be inaudible to them at their distance and since he was at their backside, he would be hidden from sight too, having waited for them to have descended the cliff to approach the village. Neither of the three's pathway consisted of backtracking into the Kiri Nin's vicinity, so the two would be safe from detection. "Best of luck to you Thebe." Though assumably in the clear, he kept his voice low, having left his perch in the tree that granted him visual immunity and having stopped at a place close to the previous positioning of the three. Needed seal(s) weaved and a perfect replica of himself was created next to him. Baba's eyes couldn't see his targets due to distance and obstructions, so it was a blessing the clone already knew the plan so they could both depart. It was also a blessing that they knew where the two targets were heading, so even then Baba would be able to meet them there, hopefully before the plan went down.
Safely he'd move to the Northern Entrance of the village. During his travel he noted that the evening would soon be transpiring to night, but amounts of sunlight were still present for those in the Land of Water to enjoy. His target was in sight in front of him now entering the village via the main road, he knew this for sure, cause he remembered not only what her rear looked like, but her breast in the clothing. With the healthy amount of traffic in the village, the fact he was shadowing from many meters away would be something that wasn't easily perceived. Then there was the fact the bank wasn't far from the entrance this one who was now a woman had chosen, so Baba had chance on his side. The walk being only five minutes and many others in the crowd seemed to branch off tot he bank when the target arrived. His eyes were looking at her chest as he followed, yes da breast, so even if she coined onto him he'd just be seen as a perv and what was the shame in that? The only slight road bump that was immediately smoothed out as it came was the fact the target stopped 10m away from the bank. But such things were easily addressed as he continued the direction he was walking without changing course and dipped into the Cafe the target had stopped near. A chair near a window was chosen and this window gave Baba view of the bank's full entrance and partial view -one side of the body- of the target. His eyes that were looking through the window were pinned on the rear-end that was facing his direction.
His clone was moving the direction the white haired one had gone. The movements of this little bugger were tracked in the grass he had traveled in, his immediate presence itself was unnoticed till he would eventually come to a halt. Undeniable footprints in the grass, it's blades folding and slowly rising up from the weight and pressure the infiltrator had pressed on them. The clone was careful to note the freshness of the footprints however, he'd hate for his cover to be blown. When he caught up with him, the clone was seeing the male scan the crowd from behind him, until he too performed the Henge Technique. If only this information could be given to the original Baba, but the clone couldn't afford dispelling itself, so it would shadow the male's movements from a fair distance many meters away. The guise the white haired male had taken was that of a man with round proportions, Baba had seen the original proceed inside the village prior to the male who stole his form's entrance. Luckily for Baba's clone who was camouflaged within the traffic of Miyako, the original had taken another route in an opposite direction of the bank. "Chaching." It thought to itself as it continued to follow.
Meanwhile the woman had moved inside the bank and Baba in the cafe would lose sight of the booty. He thought of what to do next, but within that time the second male infiltrator had moved inside the bank. Baba didn't know it was him of course, but Baba knew he was in there, because like others in the traffic of Miyako, his clone had entered a few people after. It was now up to his clone, but to be better prepared, Baba would move to a position outside the cafe in front of the bank entrance in a chair with a round table in front of him. He was of course focused on the bank that was ten meters away from him. One of the guards on duty spotting, but recognizing him. What through him off was the fact he had gave a smile to the clone when it entered the bank thinking it was him. When he also saw Baba on the outside, he knew something was up. Baba would beckon him over across the street and he would come. "What frequency are you guys on." Baba pointed to the radio piece in his ear and the man told him. "6." Baba nodded and adjusted his ear piece to be on the frequency the bank guards were on, but would first tell his clone to move to frequency six as well "Thank you." He simply said, sharing no details on the events unfolding. The guard would then return to the door and Baba's hand would again go to his radio. "Clone press your talk command as well, I need to know what's going on in there." He'd say this on both frequencies to ensure the message was received.
On the inside the clone had immediately and casually moved to take a seat among the other patrons of the bank, none of which being the guy the infiltrator was impersonating. The message from the Baba on the outside was heard during this movement to a seat. Hearing the commands of the original, the clone would move to "fix his hat". During this fixating, the clone changed his frequency and pressed his talk button so it stuck. This meant the happenings in the bank were being fed to Baba on the outside. These actions would look like the clone was digging in his ear, this ear wasn't int he direction of either targets, so it was fully concealed and should be believable. His hat also casted a shadow over his eyes making them hidden thanks to the lightning overhead in the bank. This also worked to hide the ear piece it had, not the shadow, but the hat itself. This shade on his face notified him of such a thing and would let him be able to safely look at his targets, both of which he recognized immediately and located immediately. The now fat one was loud and obnoxious and the woman had features that Baba's clone had an excuse to look at shamelessly. This one was at the side of the bank, assumably filling a piece of paper out. Baba wasn't sure what it was, because he doubted the character that spoke of infiltration had come all the way to Kirigakure to open an account at a bank. Maybe he had bad credit? Baba's clone would continue to watch and see faintly between the shuffle of bodies hand motion against the leg and upon clear sight again the paper being gone. It was pocketed, that much was deducible even without uninterrupted vision on the target's whole body. The end point was the receptionist desk, during the target's travel Baba was sure to keep a check on the other target as well, careful to not lose sight of him while putting most focus the target posed as a woman. It wasn't a good plan though, the clone needed to be able to clock both at once, so with that the entity stood nonchalantly and walked itself over to wherever the target who was now a fat guy was. Baba figured he'd play a game with him given he had chosen to make his disguise a copy of a preexisting being. The clone having knowledge of this, it could be exploited. "Heyyy Hey Jinchikiro!" He would say with a wave and smile as he walked over to him. Was this his name? Probably not, but did he know that that wasn't his disguises name? Of course not. "That one girl from the bar last night . . . the one with the big boobs. I know you're an assman, but geez." The target posed as a woman would have just begun saying her bit at the receptionist counter. The bank was fairly populated this evening right before closing, so there was a line. Unless she cut she would have had to wait. If she had cut then, she'd begin her bit at the counter when Baba first got within distance of Jinchikiro and said hello to him.
"I ran into her before I got in. She's at the cafe with this other girl with even bigger ones man." He used his hands to signify her significant breast size. "Come on!" The clone would move his hand towards the arm of Jinchikiro in attempt to grasp it in a friendly manner to lead him out the bank to meet the tig bitty vixens. As he would do so, if the other target whom he still had eyes on hadn't cut she'd be approaching to say her bit to Jinchikiro. The clone would be hoping to lead him outside however upon seeing her come. If she had cut, then Baba's clone would have cut out his last phrase and moved for the arm grab and actions that follow during the talk of breast. If the other target would say their words calling Jinchikiro "darling" and what not, Baba would reply. "Darling? Jinchi hasn't had a girl in years! He especially wouldn't like you, you only have the front, your back is eh, . . .default. Yeah Jinchi?" Baba's clone was trying to put on a good show and given the white haired infiltrator stole a preexisting appearance, Baba could write the story as he went. On the outside the real Baba was trying not to crack up, as were the guards.