Onigakure no Sato. The hidden village of demons. It can also be translated into 'The hidden village of Ogres' but from the few documentation mentioning the place in question, the former is the correct and generally accepted the translation of the name. No matter how anyone interprets the name, one can't deny both of them fit the place well, at least if you read the history.

Predating the modern era, Onigakure no Sato came into existence around the time of Konohagakure no Sato, almost three hundred and some years ago. Rumored to be the second village founded ever though this might be false considering Uzushiogakure no Sato reportedly was the first village founded followed then by Konohagakure no Sato, therefore making Onigakure being the third one to appear, nevertheless such specifics wasn't important. Whenever it was founded, it became notorious known for its abundant high natural chakra that even eclipse Mount Myōboku at various points in time, and also, demonic wildlife and chakra beasts; the best example of the latter being the beast that attacked Konoha and took the strength of the first Hokage and Uzushikage to defeat and seal away. For some unknown reason, chakra beasts were capable of forming and growing within the village's confines, though it's speculated natural chakra had a hand in creating and maintaining them.

Of course, people lived there. However, they weren't the friendliest bunch. If it didn't happen within their walls then they weren't bothered in getting involved. isolationism, having little to any human contact from the outside world being common for them.  Though they were never big enough to have a Kage, they did have a leader, however, not much is known about the man except he was heavily spiritual, like most of the natives, and ran the place with an iron fist. Being heavily spiritual and ruling with an iron fist was a common trend amongst all the rules and for a time it worked. It was sometime around the end of the Second Great War that Onigakure lost all communication to the outside world, even though they were isolationism they still had some contact with the outside world, just not much. At first no one thought much about it, citing the current leader probably completely cut them off from the outside world. However, when years passed by with no communications, people got worried. When investigation teams reported the Country being devoid of life, except for a few chakra beasts, with no indication of what the cause might be, people panic. For years and centuries to come, the question of what cause the population of a medium-size country to disappear remained a mystery.

"'Course the stories of people hearing and seeing ghostly figure moving through walls were dismissed as nothing but disillusion of the craze. I would tend to believe so as well if it wasn't for the fact I'm a shinobi and we are selves are capable of doing things that can seem as supernatural. Not only that, this won't be the first time I dealt with something like this.", Nanashi mused to himself, eyes reading over the parchment, detailing his orders from the Daimyo. The leader of Tsuchi no Kuni had sent a couple of teams to investigate Onigakure no Sato with none of them coming back out upon entering the country. To add on, those who were afraid of entering reported to seeing apparitions wandering about.

Wanting to find out what exactly was going on within Onigakure. The Daimyo had dispatched more teams, this time the members being shinobis, with Nanashi and his two teammates being elected to go this time around. Speaking of his partners, the Guanyin asked to take his apprentice, Yuurei Jet, the pair having made up after the Kumo fiasco, and Sora; a clan heir and his daughter in all but blood.

Clearing his throat, grabbing the attention of his companions, Nanashi spoke, telling them exactly what they are here for "Our Daimyo wants us to get to the bottom of whatever happening in the village before us. He doesn't care how we do it or the amount of damage cause. He just wants it done. It is suspected that we might run into stranded, people who had gotten lost within the village confines. We must secure these people and make sure they get out alive as well. With that being said, I hope you all came prepared for any and everything. Keep your wits about you and be on the alert for anything unnatural. Let get this done quickly." with his peace said, Nanashi stopped leaning on the gate and peered into the village they were about to enter.

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[789]

Her pale legs reflected the moonlight well. She had them crossed as she sat atop the gate Nanashi was leaning on. Her bright red eyes looking outwards before the village in front of them. Onigakure. The village of demons. She personally found the other interpretation of the name uninteresting. She lived in a village of demons, so this was no different then her clan compound was it? her smile flashed her canines as directed her gaze towards the other member of the party. Yuurei jet. Sora hadn't heard much about the girl although she knew that she was nanashi's apprentice. Which made sora dislike her, if only a little. Sora inhaled her scent. She didn't like that either. Nanashi's blood smelled sweet and left a gentle imprint on her nose. This girl's however came off more strong, and it made it hard to ignore. Sora smiled at the thought of thinking of what it would smell like if the scent was all over the area they were in. Then she let out a small sigh. She knew she couldn't for many reasons, the most prominent of which being nanashi wouldn't let her.

Sora clicked her combat boots together as Nanashi cleared his throat. Sora tilted her head the side a little in curiosity as he spoke. "Our Daimyo wants us to get to the bottom of whatever happening in the village before us. He doesn't care how we do it or the amount of damage cause. He just wants it done. It is suspected that we might run into stranded, people who had gotten lost within the village confines. We must secure these people and make sure they get out alive as well. With that being said, I hope you all came prepared for any and everything. Keep your wits about you and be on the alert for anything unnatural. Let get this done quickly." Sora had stopped clicking her boots once he started speaking in order to be polite, but once he stopped her voice immediately cut through the air. "Nanashi-kun i have two things to say!" she would then wait for a response from him. If he gave her the right to speak she would. "Firstly, and most importantly if this is a mission for the daimyo do i haavveee to wear this collar" The word collar came off of her tongue with extreme distaste. If anyone looked at Sora the only thing they would see around her neck is her village headband. Nanashi had scolded her a few times for not wearing her headband, and so she had worn it this time, but she didn't want too if she didn't have too. After he would reply, she give brief response and move onto her next topic. "Also. There is something coming." Her voice had a lot more apathy then with her previous statement. She had smelled it coming once nanashi started speaking. His voice probably lured it. With that said she hoped off of the fense, her sleeveless cloak flowing as she fell, she was also wearing black short shorts, with skull earrings. The most notable thing about her which seemed odd was that she wasn't wearing any sort of weaponry. Not even a kunai pouch. Then she looked ahead towards the thing which was just rounding the corner of a small building next to them.

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WC: 571
Total WC: 571
OOC: Outfit basically the same as her profile picture ust with combat boots and short shorts instead.

~Will make OOC post after roll describing encounter~

The member 'Sora Akayoru' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Haunted House Dice' :

Name: Zombie Mouse!
Rank: D
Abilities: 1.5 inch deep bites and claw scratches.
Word count to beat: 1600
Summoner: Sora
Summoner's Civilians: 0
Total point worth: 2
General appearance: White, with blood stains on it and bits of missing flesh, with the tips of it's ears and tail black, switches fluidly between bipedal and quadrupedal (two legs and four legs)

OOC: Figured this would be the format we could use to describe our encounters? you guys decide i'll probably do mine like this, feel free to do yours like this too.

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"Morning everyone. Or night. Can't really tell" Jet his as she pulled her hair into a messy bun, with a sebon to secure it and readjusted her Panda Hero armor. She silently cradled her head mouthing to Nanashi that she has a massive hang over so she may be a bit out of it today. Then again it could be a mystery. Insanity makes things so much harder yet exciting for she herself felt an array of emotions none too far from the other. Aside from some pain that was currently pounding away at her skull making her want to crush every fucking little thing in sight. . . she also felt a little tipsy as she had the wonderful idea to drink some recently purchased tequila she snatched er borrowed from Maki's basement cellar and a few painkillers she made herself that might or might not be laced with some hallucinogens. Well she hadn't really counted the dosage nor care since she has gotten pretty immune to her own concoctions along with the common ones on the market, though if she loosen her moral restraints a bit to work a bit. Hey a girl needed to vent and what better way then a potion she conjured up. Better quality than the stuff you'd get on the street that's for sure, she tested out on her minions herself.

Her gold eyes wandered to a demonic little morsel just a couple feet away. This was their first meeting but it wasn't like she didn't know about her. She has taken it upon herself to research all about iwa’s clans and this clan certainly caught her eye. So here she was the clan heir Sora. Not exactly what she imagine but can't judge a book from its cover. Especially since this morsel frequented her master’s den but didn't seem to be some sexual partner. Actually she wondered if she was a virgin. Would her master care? It's not like he preyed well no that not right. It was perfectly realistic he has or will perv on her since he has a reputation of being a bit saucy as the upper class pricks would say. Dipping her head and giving the lady a close eyed smile Jet greeted her. "Evening little lady, you must be Sora-chan we heard all about. Why aren't you a little cutie pie? Did you fashion them nice fangs yourself?"

Jet pulled her own surgical mask down and opened her mouth showing off her own canines that sharpened to a deadly extent though you wouldn't really noticed them if she didn't open her mouth completely and pay attention though she was working on perhaps improving their capability "Lookie we match hehe"

Taking softly as she was reminded of their mission Jet stepped a little too close to Sora "Well aren't you a stick in the mud Nana-chan" She signed annoyed "We were getting well so much with each other weren't we little cutie"

Stepping away the chuunin grinned at the delightful girl "Oooh the pup has some bite. Though we agree it's not necessarily fun" she paused then continued her voice deeper, still feminine, but more serious than the high pitched jovial one before "Reports have been less than desirable. Few teams went in and made a back, though we heard most were in a box. At least the ones we could identify. So better keep that thing on missie. Wouldn't want something to shed a few hairs off that pearly skin of yours" taking a quick observation of her new teammate she noted something "Actually, on that note we don't see any weapons on you. Do you not have any?" She really didn't want to be carrying any extra weight around so the best she could figure was help her out. Pulling her kunai pouch out of her jacket she tossed a couple kunai to the girl "Here we don't really need them out here so you can borrow these. Go to town with it. If you don't need them you free to just play with them pup”

Out of the brushes a very little rat scurried out the bushes and jet’s heart raced at the intriguing specimen making her wonder if there were any more in the vicinity "Well that is disgusting, cool, and we want it. Sora be a dear and go fetch it, we want to examine its corpse. . .for science reasons”

761~

Rolling for my own beast

The member 'Yuurei Jet' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Halloween Event Dice' :

Rolled the wrong dice my bad just ignore the abov, trying again

The member 'Yuurei Jet' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Haunted House Dice' :

rolling. . .

The member 'Nanashi' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Haunted House Dice' :

Name: Bloat Monster
Rank: C
Abilities: C stats, claws cause 1in cuts. While cause minor 2 degree burns via exploding when killing blow dealt in a 6m radius
Word count to beat: 1600
Summoner: Yuurei Jet
Summoner's Civilians: 0
Total point worth: 2
General appearance: Humanoid base that's caked in dirt and dried blood. Black eyes and sharp teeth. Cancerous puss bubbles perturb from torso that glow white when calm and red when angered.

Basic Encounter:

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Attention to detail. A trait many aspiring medics learn to harness and veterans become masters of. The ability to discern things with a glance is an invaluable skill for anyone capable of training and refining it. He, himself, was always a perspective person, and it has only grown and polished by teachings of his mother and Marise; the former medical head of Iwa's Hospital. It's thanks to this that he picked up on Yuurei Jet, his apprentice, being on some form of drugs and other illegal substances. The way to spoke and her overall demeanor made it clear as day she was on something. A frown briefly marred his features at the thought one his apprentice being on drugs. While he didn't care what those under him did on their own free time, he does care when it spills into their duties as a shinobi. He had no need or want to deal with people who knowing risk the lives of their comrades and possibly hinder a mission/their duties by being under the influence. It is irresponsible, stupid, and disgraceful to those who take the duties of a shinobi seriously and to those who made the oath. And Jet, his apprentice, the shinobi who represents not only herself and Iwagakure no Sato but also him, Guanyin Nanashi.

Before going over the missions parameter and the reasons why they were here, he needed to address the issue known as Yuurei Jet "Yuurei-san," he could count on one hand the number of times he ever called his apprentice by her surname only, and it would be oblivious to the rest of the team that he wasn't happy at the moment "want to explain why you are high? This mission wasn't an unexpecting one. The Daimyo made it known ahead of time that there was a chance of us being sent. Yet, despite knowing that, you did drugs prior either prior coming here or the night before. Luckily for you, there isn't anything I can do at the moment because the team needs your skills, even if they might be hindered by your lack of self-control. However, when we get back to Iwagakure no Sato. We will have another training session like the one we did in Kumo. You remember that right?" The training session in question could barely be called that for it was more of Nanashi unleashing his anger on her because of her foolish decisions. And while they made up, him forgiving her, the warning had still been sent and received. And while he can't do what he did in Kumo to her, at least not so extensive, he could make her punishment a living hell.

Having addressed the most pressing issue, asides from the mission at hand, he silently watched the interaction between his apprentice and Akayoru Sora, rightful heiress to the Akayoru clan, and daughter in all but blood. Although, considering they were only a few years apart, eight to be exactly,  in age, most would consider them as siblings or potentially lovers when one takes into account Nanashi's quirks. Though, that isn't the case, the relationship between them is like father and daughter. He takes care of the heiress, making sure she has everything she might need, and be there when she needs him. When not occupied by other things, and when is not busy, he tries to spend time with her. Even while in the field or the hospital, he keeps subtle tabs on her, making sure Akayoru Elders don't try anything again.

An ample amount of time pass, enough for the banter between Sora and Jet to have end, before Nanashi grabbed their attention by clearing his throat and spoke about their perimeters. He completely ignored his apprentice's verbal jab pertaining to him being a 'stick in the mud.' Instead, he was focused on Sora, she having finally stopped clicking her boots together, waiting on her two questions.

It was coming. Sooner or later his current charge would ask him a question, one that have been repeated hundreds of times already and resulted in the same answer, and once again he would answer it in the same manner like always. And there it was, "Yes, you do. The collar as you so eloquently put it, helps other shinobis, that we might run into, identify us as Iwa-nins. This way we won't be mistaken for some missing-nin or the likes.". Yes, she didn't like wearing her headband and viewed it as a collar, getting her to wear it is a hassle at times, she can be very stubborn, but he has gotten used to some of her antics by now "Tell you what. If you wear it throughout our time here, I will treat you to your favorite food, and maybe find you a new playmate.", the latter referring to someone she could torture. Not only is that a valuable skills to have, but she also can practice her medical ninjutsu on the victim. A win-win for her.

As long as the banter between the two females didn't escalate to violence, he wasn't about to interfere in it. Sora could handle herself when push comes to shove. And Jet knew restraint. . . somewhat. "Yes, the Daimyo has been less than please with his soldiers coming back into boxes, at least those who were lucky. He is getting pressured by his court because of his actions. Some on the court believe the man was foolish for sending shinobis into a notorious territory like this.", he spoke, adding on to what Jet had mention. A smile formed on his face and he nodded in Jet's direction when she gave Sora a few kunais. It was a nice gesture, though, it could have done without the jesting, but this was Jet, so. . .

Sora's warning about something coming was taken seriously by Nanashi. The heiress as a tremendous sense of smell, eerie similar to the Inuzukas, that will only strengthen over time. As long as something isn't hidden by a concealment technique, she could generally sense it. So, he wasn't surprised when a fat rat with pieces of it's flesh missing, scurried out of the busy before noticing them and making a bee-line to their direction - specifically Sora.  He didn't pay it much attention, instead, focusing his attention on humanoid monstrosity crab-walking towards them - well more specifically Jet. His attention were drawn to the right, noticing something glowing an inferno red off to the side of where they were stand. It was only when the thing walked out into the morning light did it reveal itself in being a rather large scorpion that’s almost 4ft tall. Black armor encased the beast’s body and seemingly ooze molten lava. The air around beast shimmered as if to prove how hot the thing was. Pincers opened and shut menacingly as it stalked towards Nanashi.

“Seems like the welcome committee had showed up. We should greet them.”, he jests before taking off to meet his adversary and to guide it away from his teammates, therefore, giving them some room to fight properly. He had faith that both Sora and Jet would handle their opponents well. And, if not, he could always step in.

The scorpion followed Nanashi as the Guanyin led the animal away from his team. As he moved, he was constantly dodging lava fireballs blasted at him from the scorpion's tail. Coming to a stop a good ten meters away from where Jet and Sora was, Nanashi turned and faced his opponent.

Having thought, the scorpion wanted to maintain it's distance. Nanashi was slightly caught off guard when the beast charged at him, trying to close the gap between the pair. Wanting to humor the beast, Nanashi allowed the beast to get with striking range. He ducked, side-stepped, and dodged the rapid succession of claw thrusts. A substitution with a nearby log was made when the scorpion spewed out a wave of fire that consumed everything it touched. Having seen what was needed from the beast, Nanashi decided to end it.

Kneading chakra within his body at the same time converting it's charge into a negative. A two foot long, blaring red, senbon materialized in his right hand. The overly big senbon, being a little bigger than his two weapon senbons, hummed with malicious energy and evil intent. Kan'non no Hari: Drakpo, the second needle of Guanyin, was a jutsu that he never used, despite having knowledge and understanding of it.

The Jutsu represented the clan he knew only what his taught him and what he learned on his own. It represented the hypocrisy of the clan. Medics who capable of inflicting serious injury, cause necrosis with a single needle, yet rejected and disowned his mother when she went deeper into the darker side of the clan.

When they found out his mother was making breakthroughs in utilizing necrosis and the negative properties of the clan outside of, Kan'non no Hari: Drakpo, they became fearful and outraged. How dare she succeed when even the elders had failed! How dare she make a mockery of Kan'non no Hari: Drakpo by making something that was better. How dare she study the dark arts instead of the light. Didn't she know somethings are better left buried!? There wasn't any need in making more negative based jutsus, Kan'non no Hari: Drakpo was enough for it could be overlooked in world's eyes. But that can't be said when more techniques like it or greater show-up. How dare she. . .

Yes, Kan'non no Hari: Drakpo, represented the hypocrisy of the clan. Maybe it was that reason why he didn't use it? Maybe he resent the clan for what they did? No matter. . .

With the flick of the wrist and a small application of chakra. The senbon sliced through the air, embedding itself into the beast's eye and into it's brain before it had time to react. Nanashi stared impassively as he watched the needle meld into the beast body. Painful shrieking came from the beast as necrosis took ahold of it, the brain decaying and coming out of the eye sockets as a black goo. Only when the beast collapsed on itself, having died, did Nanashi looked towards his Sora and Jet location...

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Unused WC: [789 + 1751] -> 2540
Remaining WC: [2540 - 1200] -> 1340

"Evening little lady, you must be Sora-chan we heard all about. Why aren't you a little cutie pie? Did you fashion them nice fangs yourself?" The first of them to speak. She had said hello and sora didn't bother replying then anashi scolded her for being high. Sora was still sitting on the fence at this point and her fierce eyes glared down at The one known as jet. Fashion her fangs? a flicker of anger passed through her eyes. Was she mocking her? she was high on a mission, and she was mocking a clan heiress? She must have a death wish.

Jet pulled her own surgical mask down and showed off her noticeably filed canines. Much shorter than sora's as they had been taken down from the original canines. not a natural increase of the canine's as sora's had been. Sora's were longer, and noticeably sharper. "Lookie we match hehe" She had already lost the smile that had originally shown off her canines. Now she was just angry.

"ha" she chuckled with a tone that definitely said she was amused, but then her tone switched to match the expression on ehr face. It was almost demonic, but still held a feminine tone to it. The likes of which not even nanshi had seen, as she had never had a reason to be angry at him. "No, we don't match. Your disgraceful attempts to create anything similar to my fangs, can't even compare to something that was created by nature. It just makes you look like trash." Sora spat out at the girl. Her words like venom that left a distasteful feeling of hatred in the area.

As nanashi began to speak, jet stepped closer to sora... sadly, just out of range to kick her in the head since sora was still sitting on the wall. "Well aren't you a stick in the mud Nana-chan" She signed annoyed "We were getting well so much with each other weren't we little cutie" She did her best not to attempt to kill nanashi's student immediately.

After Sora posed her question, she got the response she was expecting and didn't care much for so she simply ignored what they were saying and left her collar on.

It was then the girl threw some weapons at her after saying she needed some. sora caught two, and threw one directly back at jet aiming for a vital point, ehr carotid artery. She was tired of this child patronizing her, and she wanted desperately to see her blood spill. However, she knew being nanashi's student that there was no way it would hit her, but oh did she wish it would. Then she proceeded to slip the other on in her boot. She really didn't need weapons, she was a practitioner of taijutsu. Bukijutsu kept her at too much a range for her to steal her opponent's blood.

turned out Sora was right. She knew she would be, but it was still good to know her sense of smell wasn't off. She hopped off the fence, and "Well that is disgusting, cool, and we want it. Sora be a dear and go fetch it, we want to examine its corpse. . .for science reasons”
she heard Jet say. This time Sora really spit at her. Apparently this girl was oblivious to the fact that sora hated her. The mouse came running her way, and nanashi looked like he was about to go off. Sora turned to him before he did so. "Nanashi-kun, If i keep it on, can it be her?" Nanashi had promised sora too things, her favorite food, and a new play toy since the one currently in nanashi basement was probably long since dead. When sora said it she was referring to both the food and the play thing. Sora would love to spill her blood, as well as drink the girls blood from her body. She would love to make her sqium and scream and love to see the look of her face at it was in pain. that thought lightened her mood only a little.

Sora simply walked towards the the rat as it ran towards her. It was faster then her but she didn't care. There was one thing it couldn't do. It wasn't immortal. Sora could smell it's blood flowing through it's system. It was alive, but for some reason it just wasn't dying to it's wounds, nor even effected by them. The rat pounced, and sora held up her arm. It bite directly into her arm, clinging onto it. Sora's expression remain unchanged. The pain was nothing. In fact she might have even enjoyed it a little. Sora' mouth opened as her fangs let off a pitch black mist, getting ready to take in blood. Fresh blood. The mouse's blood. It smelled sweet, and delicious. Sora bit down on the rat, blood flooding her mouth, as a black aura surrounded her. The rat felt limp as she drained it's blood in a mere instant. Sora then turned to look at jet with a delightfully sinister look in her eye and mouth the word "soon" Then the small bite on her arm which had been bleed looked as if it was being burned, as it healed itself. once her wound was healed, the black misty aura that surrounded sora faded. She took a step towards jet and said gleefully. "Your turn Jet-chan" then she said almost singingly. "I'm gonna drain you dry, and  paint the ground with your blood, and it will be-" Sora's word stopped as her vision went blurry, and she fell to one knee. Damn. It was the effects of her jutsu. she held her hand up to head as she began to get a headache. She was still too weak to be using her clan techniques to that level yet. she would sit there on the ground like that for a few moments, on both knees, holding her head. As it would start to go away she would sniff the air. There was something behind her. Approaching quickly, and there was no way she could stop it.

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WC:1054
Total WC:1625
Monster beat: 1200/1200
Words Left use: 425
Chakra: 130/150

Jutsu used:

OOC: figured since i went below E-rank and used a lot of chakra for a D-rank ninja in one post (Especially since that was like one of the first time sora's used chakra.), i'd throw in some extra effects for fun. Will post Encounter description after roll

The member 'Sora Akayoru' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Haunted House Dice' :

Name: Yoko, Nami (last,first)
Rank: D-rank
Abilities: Basic taijutsu, all D-rank stats
Word count to beat: N/A
Summoner: Sora
Summoner's Civilians: 1
Total point worth: n/a
General appearance: a young girl about 10-12, with short brown hair, and a tattered red sun dress, very shy, and very scared.

Side notes: Worried nanashi is going to perv on her body that is partially visible because he looks like an old perv, so she is constantly covering her "girl areas". also likes sora for killing the rat. Was thinking she would glomp sora in gratefulness for killing it. will basically cling to sora. Figured i'd give her stats and abilities because why not? gives us something to base off on as we are using her in the rest of the thread. Please feel free to use her in your posts.

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Thread points thus far: 1

Nanashi just had to open his mouth didn't he? Quickly one eye turned crimson and the others a sunset amber "Why can't we be? Just because of what transpired between us in Kumo happen doesn't equate to us doing a complete 180 and become the model citizen everyone wants because it's not happening. Ever. You want another training session? Sure, fine by us. You are the least of our problem" Of all days, this was not the day she needed this at all. Despite everything people thought of her, she wasn't some cold hearten bitch. At least not all time. She was human of course, something Nanashi reminded her back in kumo and very well had feelings too. And today, well it was another reminder of how much like sucked. The fact that Nanashi couldn't let her be pissed her off even more. Growling she bite her lip in anger drawing blood, though it would be hard to see past the collar of her armor as it covered all the way up to her nose and then some. "The daimyo can kiss our ass. We don't have to do anything for that tub of lard. As long as we do our part and not fuck up this poor excuse of a mission. Just because we need a little something to get through the day doesn't mean shit. We'll cut down whatever needs to be and do what we must. If we didn't think we could why would've we come here and even bother getting involved in this? There are plenty of others things to do y'know. But we sacrifice our time to the village just like any other guy okay? So leave us alone"

Now see this, normal any disrespect towards her would usually result in either physical termination, emotional abuse or something along those. However environment is always a factor in these type of decisions. Like if she was meeting with the nobles, she can't exactly handle it carelessly or she'd lose her head or some important clientele. When dealing with a drunken police officer, she couldn't exactly desecrate him when he tried to get her to sleep with him. If she was in the vicinity of the kage, she'd had to act proper like a good little solider or else she would attract more nucianess. Maybe she would be on a mission and it would only be recon, she could exactly burst into the enemy stronghold every time some child was raped or butchered could so? And after the fiasco in Kumo, she learned that Nanashi could be a very possessive man when it came to his toys, therefore this limited her options with dealing with Sora.

Not wanting to act to venimous she simply turned her eye's both amber letting her take control she she laughed at the girl's backlash. "Aww lookie here it can speak. Here pup here pup want a treat? C'mon here, roll over ne?" She taunted the child as she waved a dog treat out of no where (she really just snatched it up as she left the village for Kira but only remembered now she had it). But it seemed Sora couldn't take a joke as she tossed one of the kunai Jet had ever so kindly at her throat which Jet needed only to lean to the side a bit to dodge the kunai and snatch it up when it flew by pocketing it. Jet giggled as she bounced on her heels "Oooh nice shot very nice shot. Nana-chan we didn't know you taught your pet tricks? Can she play dead too? We don't mind training her for you. After all sensei deserves best hehe?"

The quip about Sora's playmate was painfully obvious once you get a glimpse at the girl's deposition but she needn't worry, though if Nanashi did sell her out to this child he's going to answer as to why they have a box being luggaed around. Jet smirked opening her arms inviting Sora in "Our doors are always open for cute little morsels like you Sora-chan. Maybe we can introduce you to some friends of ours. They love feisty girls like you. It always a joy to tame the beast and teach it to obey it's master" And not a moment too soon Jet enjoyed a most delicious and pathetic sight. The little girl appears to have won in the end but the rat got the last laugh in as it left the girl on the ground, bitten but healed yet out of energy. Jet blinked at the sight and whispered to herself though she was sure Nanashi could hear her "Kinky child isn't she? Ne nana-chan were did you buy her? We wouldn't mind purchasing one for ourself unless you're willing to lend us to her hm? With the streak she is keeping going she won't make it that far in the field"

She taunted the girl as she danced around a crab like creature with decent speed observing it's actions "Look at you, down for the count already. Hope you learned from this newbie. Next time use the kunai we gave you and just kill off the target from a distance. You don't need to expend chakra so needlessly. And to get the enemy to get a hit in? Especially a bite, we would've thought a medic, specially some clan heiress, would no better than that. Next time stay on the sidelines and just watch. You'll be more useful that way pup. Now watch and learn"

The crab like creature she was dodging around ran towards them at the sound of their conversation, but narrowed down its sights, or lack of therefore, on Jet. From what she observed it had the same strength as her among other abilities but still was not something to concern herself with. From simple observation, aside from being blind and having incredible hearing capabilities, the rib like features appeared to have a sharped point indicating some insight at the damage that it can cause, not problematic at all. However, she paused as she threw at rock at it's hind legs then behind it so it changed direction and wouldn't head for Sora, she noted that the white puss bubbles, glowed a dangerous reddish hue yet no substance was launched but instead it seemed to pulse and ever quiver. No it could. . .ticking perhaps? She wasn't sure it had any explosive qualities but she was sure her armor would protect but Sora? Not so much and Nanashi was already dealing with his own monstrosity.

Seeing no real alternative she simple decided to leap away from Sora, gaining about a 15 meter distance from the heiress and a couple more meters  than from Nanashi. The crab like creature, or Bloat as she just named it hurriedly followed her in a blind crusade but no sooner when it was only 5 meters from her did she chuck 5 of her kunai at it's puss bubbles, narrowing in on what seemed to be the brain. It connected but the result wasn't quite what she expected. Upon impact it had a seizure, shaking horrendously and glowing bright red and orange untimely it climaxed and exploded in a flurry of guts. The explosion burned anything in a 6 meter radius of it with minor second degree burns. . .all but Jet. She need only shield her face as her armor rendered the flames thus making the attack two ranks lower in damage, practically useless. After the explosion Jet was covered in some intestines and blood which she hardly blinked at. Instead she strode over to the center of the explosion where the beast exploded and examined the area as her eyes settled to a calm liquid gold. . .

2094~
1600/1600 Normal Monster killed
494 left~

Total Points earned so far: 2

Rolling for another beast

The member 'Yuurei Jet' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Haunted House Dice' :

Name: Canine Catastrophe
Rank: C
Abilities: Base C stats. Claws and teeth deal 1in cuts. Heightened sense of smell. Paws and tail can cause major external bruising.
Word count to beat: 1600
Summoner: Yuurei Jet
Summoner's Civilians: 0
Total point worth: 2
General appearance: A large mutated canine with two heads or what's left of them. It reaches a height of 6ft , 8ft long and 5ft wide. All around it are several types of broken weapons embedded into it's blood soaked corpse like body and a broken chain collar is around it's next. Teeth are sharp to a deadly extend and it's tail is 2ft long.

2nd encounter

The member 'Nanashi' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Haunted House Dice' :

Eyes cut across the landscape, immediately searching for the whereabouts of his student and charge. It didn’t take him long to find them in their respective battles, either ending them or just started. He had no obligations to help either of them with their adversary, having some faith in the individual strength of both females despite having only trained one. If one should fail to kill their opponent than he would only step in after they draw their last breath. Mean? Maybe too original people, but he was far from that, as well as the two females. They understood on some subconscious level, even if he never spoke about it to them. Shinobis they were but also warriors and deserved the chance to drag an enemy down to hell with them if they are already at the gates. Taken a kill from someone, in his eyes, is the most disrespecting thing someone can do to another killer, shinobi, or warrior. A passive aggressive insult meaning one didn't believe in the other's ability to handle the problem or didn't believe in their resolve to see it to the end. And while he had no problem in insulting, breaking down those under him and moulding them into something greater than the disappointment they were, he wouldn't interfere in their fights, they have earned at least that from him.

Even when it came to little Sora-chan, someone he supposed to protect and take care of, he wouldn't get involved in her fight, even if she were going to fall. A part of him might disagree with the way of thinking, seeing the white hair vampire as a daughter or little sister that should be protected, he knew it is the right thing to do. It's painful to be on the sidelines, watching family members experiencing the cruelty of the world, getting killed or barely surviving, forcing yourself not to intervene, ignoring their cries for help, silently praying they find the resolve to push forward and do what is needed. Yet, it's something he experiences constantly throughout his life, especially when it came to his family, but he learn through his mother how to deal with it. Many will find this to be cruel, too compassionate to see the bigger picture or too ignorant, caught up with their own messiah complex, to see what's actually going on. He didn't do it out of some hatred for his loved ones. He did it so they could, hopefully, learn how to walk on their own and not rely on someone saving them all the time.

Seeing them handle their opponents in a decent manner, he walked in their direction, more specifically Sora. A large hand rubbed the top of the mini vampires hair, ruffling her locks "Good job daughter.", his voice being but a whisper, yet loud enough for the little girl to hear him, acknowledging Sora as his kin but also complementing her, rather it for her skills or survival being unknown to all but him. If one paid close attention, they could detect a sliver of pride within the words Nanashi spoke.  "Although, it could have been better but seeing how the only extensive training you got was when you were not in my care, I can overlook that. When we get back to iwagakure no Sato, if time permits, I will personally start training you or find someone capable of enough who can.", having not like what he had seen in her fight with the rodent, he only assumed her current fighting style came from what was taught to the children of the Akayoru clan. He had no doubt that what he witness were some of the basic kata and signature abilities of the clan meant to lay the foundation for more complex technique. It would be useless to Sora-chan, seeing how the clan elders ran her out and sent assassins after her. she wouldn't be able to get her hands on any of the most advanced scrolls.

"Unless someone breaks in the compound and steal them.", he silently mused to himself, wondering who he could get to possibly do such a job though he dismissing the notion soon afterwards. Moving his hand from the top of Sora's head(if she hadn't knocked it away beforehand), he looked in the direction he saw his apprentice take off, spotting her in the distance, staring at something on the ground. "Good Job.", he spoke loud enough for her to hear. After the happenings within Kumogakure no Sato, things had been a little different between the pair, though not enough to affect them on the field. Before he could give the subject of his apprentice any more thought, a young girl, her clothes being tattered peaked out from behind a nearby building before making a beeline straight to Sora though she briefly hesitate when she saw him standing near the girl.  

Seeing the girl, not as a threat, Nanashi stepped away and watched as the girl tenderly wrapped her arms around Sora and maneuvered herself behind the Akayoru, shielding herself from his prying eyes. Citrine eyes quickly roamed over the girl's small frame, not in a perversion manner but to see if she held any life-threatening injuries that would need immediate attention. Even though the girl hadn't spoken to him, too busy clinging to Sora and trying to shield his gaze with the aforementioned body, he could tell she wasn't a shinobi and possibly one of the many civilians lost within Onigakure no Sato. Seeing only insignificant wounds on her body, nothing that could be fatal or a hindrance, his attention shifted to Sora "Seeing how your friend seem to be afraid of me. Find out her name. How she ended up here. And if she had seen anyone else. ", he spoke, eyes shifting in Jet's direction where the presence he felt came from. Whatever it was, it seem to have taking an interest in Jet and no one else.

"Well. Well. I smell someone trespassing on my domain.", a demonic voice slice through the air, alerting those in the vincinity that they weren't alone. Nanashi founded his air wave being restricted by a black hand, reddish spikes protruding out of the back of them and oozing a purple goo, wrapped around his neck. The owner of the limb having materialized right a front of Nanashi and Sora, with the only warning being it's voice.  A toxic smelling fume rolled off the humanoid creature, the grass underneath it's feet decaying and turning into dust. Pale green orbs stared unblinkingly into Citrine eyes, a smirk caressing the monster's face as blacken splotches appeared on Nanashi's skin only to be healed as soon as they appeared.

"Necrosis. . .", Nanashi knew exactly what the humanoid creature before him afflicted on his body that was promptly healed. The being add tried to kill him with necrosis, something that he prided himself in being able to use and counter, if necessary. Channeling chakra into his right hand, forming a scalpel, he quickly brought it down against the hand wrapped around his neck, slicing through muscles and tendons. Kicking the being away, he rubbed his throat a little, getting the feeling back into it, before his eyes locked onto the opponent who didn't seem fazed by the physical attack. If anything the beast seemed amused. "Sora, get you and your friend away from here.", he spoke, his voice being oddly serious.

Once the two girls were a safe distance away, wisps of pale green chakra rolled off his body, forming into a shawl. Similar to the monster, the grass underneath Nanashi's feet began to wither away and die as his toxic chakra took ahold of it. Once the shawl had formed, Nanashi shot off towards the monster.

"Oh?", if the monster had eyebrows one would probably be raised "Is this the famous Necrosis Shawl? How interesting.". Nanashi sent a fist at the being only to have it dodged and countered with a knee strike to the gut. Senbons flashed out, skrewing the knee that attempted to embed itself into his gut. The overly large senbons were yanked out viciously, serrating the flesh further, as blacken blood oozed out. Eyes narrowed in suspicion with some of the blood landed on his hand and black splotches began to form. "So is the blood.", never had he thought of the possibility of turning his own blood in necrosis, yet this being before him had done that. Seeing how the necrosis different seem to be spreading, Nanashi didn't bother in healing the wound at the moment, instead focusing on his opponent.

"You have skill. To be able to injury me, even if it's just in this form is an accomplishment. You should feel pride, Guanyin Nanashi.", the last of the beast's words seemingly hinting at an unknown fact. Nanashi noted despite having come in contact with his shawl, there were only a few places have his necrosis had effected the thing. Why was that? Why didn't the monster before him die from coming in close contact? Such thoughts were placed on hold. The monster going through a set of hand seals, the ground rumbling as an earth golem formed and stalked towards him.

Still with the shawl around him, raiton chakra gathered into his mouth before being released in a powerful beam that pierced through the golem. When the golem didn't disperse, he knew something was amiss, and it was thanks to a timely substitution that he was able to dodge the languid thing exploding. Instead of exploding as one might expect, into debris, the golem created a thick black mist that lingered in the air. He had a good idea what the mist might be, but he wasn't going to test it.

Going through a set of hand seals while closing the distance between the two, Nanashi foot tapped the ground, sending a surge of lightning through it. "Got you.", seeing the monster foolishly jump up into the air to dodge the attack, firing black spheres of energy that were dodged, his hair lengthen and four hundred, six-inch needles, were fired at the airborne being. Though some of them were dodged, the majority of them found their mark, turning the thing into a pin cushion. The needles that weren't stopped by bones continued through the monster's body, riddling it with holes. As it proceeded to fall from the sky, a fireball consumed the being, leaving nothing behind.  

As he made his way back to where Jet and Sora might be, he paused as a potent killing intent flooded the area. A shadowy silhouette of the thing he just defeated appeared a front of him "How amusing. You think you won? The thing you fought? Only an ounce of my power. I merely brought it into existence to test the one who they call Pestilence. To see if he is worthy of the title. As to if you are? No, not even close. You have so much more to learn and understand about what you wield. You don't deserve the title, nevertheless, I can't take it away from you. So you better prove to me that you deserve such a glorious titled, Guanyin. . . I will be watching", the thing spoke before disappearing into thin air.

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Advance | 2000 WC | 3 EP:

Used Word Count: [1340 + 1916] = 3256
Remaining Word Count: [2000 - 3256] = 1256
User Ep: 4
Team EP: 8

What on earth happened here. This is certainly not natural, we know it not to be.Then who, who is it's creator.They must certainly skilled to. . .ahh we see now. Certainly I wonder who or perhaps what spawned its creator to damn the laws of nature like so. This knowledge, this creativity, this demonic nature. The air was saturated in blood lust, it screamed damnation, that no creature would preserve. Just as she could feel herself losing to the madness she knew she needed to stop. Before she did something she would regret. Unable to deal with the beast before her she did her best to summon it away from every for their safety but just as she was about 40 meters from everybody she fell and slipped into darkness as a needle pierced her neck and her consciousness slipped away.

*Due to private circumstance, I cannot and will not continue to post her unless something changes which in all likeliness will not. I apologize but it is necessary. Continue post as you wish.

EP Points earned for Team: 2