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Takumi picked up his weapons from the floor, strapping miscellaneous pouches and sheathes onto his body. As soon as he was properly strapped with his equipment, the woman came bustling into the room with a basin of water and very frightened. Her eyes swept across the room taking in the whole scene with a strange sense of horror.

"What did you do?!"

"Shut up and change your tone."

Takumi placed his hands over the basin and lifted them trailing a gentle bubble of water up and through the air to hold it levitating over the girl in the bed. Maintaining the levitating bubble with one hand, the shinobi used his spare hand to prop her mouth open. The water slithered into her mouth and Takumi ran his hands through the air over the girl's body as the water rapidly ran through her body absorbing the toxins from the cloud. The technique was only meant for paralysis but it could prove fatal to someone in her condition. Pulling the liquid out from her mouth it was now stained purple from the poison before he returned it to the basin.

Taking the basin from the woman he set it on the ground before standing back up and and quickly driving a needle through her neck leaving her to fall to the ground and die. He then took another need and leaned over the man on the floor before driving needle through his neck as well. The remained on the ground crying and whimpering as the bled out. Takumi walked back to the bed lifting the blanket over the girl again to cover her before turning around and leaving the room. He left the village and returned home to turn in the mission and nurse his head.

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Saikan Chuushutsu no Jutsu (Fine Affliction Extraction)
Rank: D [25]
Type: Supplementary / Medical Ninjutsu
Range: Self
Handseals: Yes.
Chakra: Low - Very High
Special: Rank determines healing capability when dealing with different strengths of poison.
Description: Saikan Chuushutsu no Jutsu is a skill used by medical ninja to remove harmful poisons from a patient's body. The ninja will infuse their chakra into liquid bubble, which they will insert into the patient. They will then use the liquid as a medium to draw out the poison from the cells. This mix can then be removed from the body. Depending on the deadliness of the poison, further treatment with an antidote or medicine may be required.
Domain: Medics

When next Takumi awoke his back was propped against the door he had gotten to know intimately with his face. His hands were bound behind his back and all his weapons were across the room at the feet of a twisted looking fellow with yellow teeth and a crooked smile. The situation looked grim but the shinobi was never without some form of weapon, even now the kikai within his body crawled out from his wrists and crept around the room in multiple directions staying in the shadows.

"I've been waiting for you shinobi. The first victim was all fun and sport, but halfway through my handiwork on this lovely girl I realized that it wouldn't be long before Kiri set a trap for me so I decided to be a step ahead in the game. I left her alive and told the authorities of my latest victim. They rushed her to the hospital and I've seen been waiting here for you. You didn't honestly think a little girl could escape a murderer did you?"

The man leaned over the bed pinching the little girl's cheek forcefully with a disgusting smile on his face. He released her cheek and ran a hand over her fresh scars and wounds breathing heavily with some twisted passion for his own work. It wasn't hard for Takumi to label the man as mentally unstable... even more so than he himself. How long had the shinobi been unconscious?

"I must admit I didn't even realize you were in town yet looking for me. I almost dismissed the plan altogether and killer her here for the rush, but then lo and behold you arrive long suspected and still undetected. Very subtle indeed."

Takumi's head was throbbing with pain as he gritted his teeth listening to the man and his false sense of worth. His kikai were now creeping up onto the man's shoes and legs one by one slowly positioning themselves as they began to drain his chakra quietly but it was taking too long. Takumi couldn't imagine the man would take long to kill both the girl and him now that he had his prize.

"You see, I'm setting an example and sending a message to your village. Don't look down on us normal people, your inflated egos have lead your right into my trap. You should never underestimate an unidentified enemy, you never know when it's going to be your end."

The man leaned further over the bed looking down at the girl as she whimpered in fear. He held a needle to her throat as he leaned down pursing his lips delicately and breathing even heavier. This had to be stopped soon before he killed the girl in his sick games, after all once he was done with the girl there was no telling what he'd do to Takumi. The Aburame did not appreciate the idea of kissing this freak...

"She's in the hospital right now, it's just across the street."

The woman was calm and relaxed so obviously this had not been her first time dealing with Kirigakure shinobi. She seemed to have the sense to do as she was told without fear and keep her head down, one of the better adjusted citizens of Mizu no Kuni no doubt. Takumi flashed a smile hidden under his mask as he bowed his head in thanks to her before pivoting on his heel and walking back out the way he came.

Slipping out onto the street attempting to stay low in the crowded foot traffic to avoid too much attention proved easy with Takumi's short stature. He moved with the flow of the traffic left and right across the street until he had crossed. Springing up the staircase lightly and quickly before slipping in through the door at the top, Takumi entered subtly. Once again he approached the front desk tapping his head guard lightly at the receptionist.

"Where's the girl?"

The receptionist smiled politely at the young shinobi but her eyes reflected fear. Her face was the perfect image of someone who was stressed and under the gun to work hard at whatever it was that she did. She gave a polite nod before standing and rubbing her eyes tiredly and showing Takumi down the hallway without a word. Arriving at any ordinary door the girl gestured towards it as her voice cracked weakly.

"She's just in there... don't stress her too much shinobi."

Once the poisonous cloud had gone Takumi made sure to chakra coat his feet before he stumbled over the glue and withdrew his sword. The farmers whimpered pathetically as he began driving severing their heads one at a time with jagged messy slashes. By the time he had killed half of them off the other half had regained control of their mouths calling for help and mercy and Takumi continued his bloody work. The last farmer broke down and wept, screaming and crying for mercy as Takumi stood over him.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO US! WE'LL LEAVE! WE'LL GET OUT! WE'LL PAY YOU! WE'LL DO WHATEVER YOU FUCKING WANT JUST PLEASE DON'T DO THIS, THERE ARE FAMILIES WHO DEPEND ON ME AND THE MEN YOU KILLED!"

Takumi's jaw clenched angrily and with drunken thrust he drove the kodachi into the man's mouth and through the back of his neck. Takumi had forgotten he was also here to kill the families and that did nothing to improve his mood. He piled the bodies of the farmers in the barn spitting on the last man's face disgustedly. The easy part was over, now he just had to murder the innocent families.

Again tears pooled in his eyes but he trudged on through the fog moving silently from house to house barricading doorways with miscellaneous barrels and crates from the area. Once they were all locked up he began setting them all on fire quietly just as he had done with the first house. The flames stretched up hungrily towards the sky and panicked yelling and screaming could be heard from women and children in the houses.

Takumi turned his back to the hell he had created leaving the hamlet behind him and uncorking his bottle. Tears now flowed freely from his eyes and he bit his lower lip in contempt at his own weakness before shoving the mouth of the bottle into his own mouth and swallowing as much as he could. He would stumble back to the village tears streaming down his face and in the morning he would have a seismic hangover, no memory of what he had done, and simply turn in the mission.

The sun set and night settled across the land in quiet serenity beguiling of the blood that was soon to be shed. Takumi had drank half the bottle and was once more the stone cold killer he needed to be... if not a clumsy one. All the same, going through a mission intoxicated was far less painful than consciously murdering innocents one by one. At least this way when the morning came Takumi would not have the memories of fearful cries for mercy, just the pain the reminded him he was still living.

He stood up from the pile of bodies forming hand seals to quickly summon a large veil of fog to mask his approach into the hamlet. The fog moved down along the road covering Takumi's drunken stumbling as he advanced ever closer as the harbinger of their destruction. The time had come to carry out Kiri's will and once he was inside the hamlet his kikai swarm flowed out through the village once more locating all people in the hamlet.

Following the kikai to the first farm Takumi simply stumbled into the barn under his veil and began rifling through miscellaneous tools until he found a barrel lamp oil. The kikai formed into a bug clone servant that was far more sober than Takumi himself, before pouring the lamp oil all over the walls of the barn as well as the nearby house. Striking his hidden blades together Takumi sparked the fire into existence that marked his arrival in the hamlet.

Flames roared higher and higher into the night sky masking the stars above with thick black smoke. The family in the house managed to break through a burning doorway following the father, but they made it no further. The clone sent accurate lethal needles zipping through the fog dropping all four of them on their porch either paralyzed and bleeding or simply dead.

As the family of bodies began to burn in the fire some whimpering fearfully more farmers and bandits arrived on the scene to investigate. They set to work fighting the fire distractedly but careful to post the bandits as look outs for any suspicious movement from the fog. With minimal sight, and bugs in the air the bandits would serve no purpose but target practice for the Aburame shinobi.

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Kirigakure no Jutsu (Hidden Mist Technique)
Rank: D-D [50]
Type: Supplementary / Suiton Ninjutsu
Range: 0 -10 meters
Handseals: Yes.
Chakra: Low to cast and sustain.
Special: Fills a large, 10 meter area with mist as long as the user keep the technique flowing. Each time retrained, area of mist expands by 10 more meters to a maximum of 50 meters. Mist blocks out all doujutsu requiring clear visibility, but does not hinder the ability to see chakra.
Description: Though very basic, the Hidden Mist Technique allows for the stealthier side of combat to rule. After forming a few simple handseals, the user causes the area surrounding their target to be covered in fog. The low visibility allows the ninja to silently and secretly assassinate their target, as they can move unseen, and if careful, unheard. The mist can be unsettled by a very strong wind based technique (for one post), though it will eventually return.
Domain: Suiton.

Mushi Bunshin no Jutsu (Bug Clone Technique)
Rank: B [100]
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu / Secret Technique
Range: See special!
Handseals: Yes.
Chakra: High
Special: Up to one clone can be made at a time, plus one more each time retrained. When struck physically, clone may disperse and reform easily, making them defeatable only by wide, area-of-effect attacks. When defeated, it explodes in a burst of bugs, spreading its essence everywhere. Explosion range covers 5 meters all around the clone. Clone can perform all known clan jutsu, and can move up to one country away from the user before dissipating.
Description: Mushi Bunshin no Jutsu is as its name implies, an Aburame ninjutsu cloning technique that allows the clan member to create a clone out of their kikai. Using the destruction bugs living from within their body, the clan host calls on the bugs to form a bunshin copy of themselves inr order to trick their opponent. Effective for misdirection, but once damaged by an attack, the technique ends and the clone disperses back into the bugs which formed it.
Domain: Aburame. Kikaichuu no Jutsu 'C'

"What are you going there for then? No matter what you say we won't leave."

Takumi's head still hung depressed from his shoulders but he was done talking to idiots. He was here to do the job and anymore conversation with these good people would only make him feel worse about what he had yet to do. He hadn't lied though about his intentions, he was going to the hamlet to slaughter the people not to make them afraid. When kirigakure first gave orders for them to evacuate, that was the fear strategy.

The citizens who stayed behind had received their first and final warning. They chose to remain stagnant against the village's will and now they would serve as a warning to those who dared to defy the Kirigakure no Sato. What chance did a bunch of simple farmers expect to have against a shinobi village anyway? Even if Takumi refused the mission others would come to extinguish their lives and cleanse the area.

Springing forward and reaching for the man's neck Takumi swiftly buried the hidden blade from his wrist into his throat. As his companions attempted to help the young man, the trained shinobi drew his own blade sloppily parrying their attacks. Stumbling into one of them in drunken attack Takumi knocked him to the floor off balance before he too fell to the floor narrowly avoiding a sai to the back before he buried his own kodachi into the other man on the ground.

Rolling away from the second body on the ground, the shinobi reached into his pouch and whipped a handful of about four needles at the last man. The alcohol was taking it's toll so the needles were highly inaccurate and far from lethal but they still hurt like hell as they punctured his skin. In the moment the man winced from the pain Takumi charged him drunkenly tackling him to the floor.

Pinning him to the ground Takumi drove a throwing needle through the palm of each of the young man's hands. As the man struggled bucking his hips and kicking his legs in an attempt to toss Takumi off of him, the shinobi wrapped his hands around his neck crushing his wind pipe with his thumbs. As Takumi strangled him the last sensation the boy would feel were the tiny legs of bugs crawling all over his face.

NAME; THE TALE OF HAMLET
RANK; C
DESCRIPTION; GROWING, GROWING, ALWAYS GROWING. ONE OF THE CORE TENETS IN OUR VILLAGE IS EXPANSION AND IT APPEARS AS THOUGH A SMALL LITTLE FARMING HAMLET IS GETTING IN OUR WAY OF THAT. REPORTS SHOW THEY’RE JUST POPULATED WITH SIMPLE CROP FARMERS, REAL SHAME SINCE THEY’RE ALL GOING TO DIE. WE NEED YOU TO GO IN, SLAUGHTER THE SIMPLE FOLK AND PREPARE THE AREA FOR CONVERSION TO KIRIGAKURE TERRITORY.
REWARD; 50 EXPERIENCE, 1,000 RYO
MINIMUM SHINOBI; ONE
MISSION STATUS; INTERMINABLE

Takumi walked out along the western road leading out of the village. A little way down the road there was a collection of farmers and their homes. It was unfortunate but they had chosen to settle close to the village for their own respectable reasons, but they were now in the path of Kirigakure's progress. They would meet the same fate those before them met by the means Kirigakure also used. Massacre.

Massacre took the form of a small child walking down the road with a bottle in a brown paper bag. He drank moderately from the bottle as he traveled slipping further and further away from sobriety as planned. Nothing about murdering an entire village struck a chord with Takumi, but he would suck it up and cut them down as the village asked of him. He had gotten used to meeting others expectations at the cost of his own morals long ago.

Now today he just had to cut a bloody path through the innocent in Kirigakure's name. Just another afternoon for any kiri shinobi, the sweet apathetic arms of alcohol would make it easier for him to ignore their cries for help. The facade alcohol provided had a two pronged affect hiding the shinobi's feelings from both himself and others.