1 Stealing power (Invite only/ No kill) Wed Jun 15, 2016 1:54 pm
Ryu Myugan
D-rank
Ryu shifted on the roof at the edge of the grand bazaar. He had spent the day traveling from the slums to the more rich sector of town. Obviously they kept plenty of distance between themselves and the filth attached to the underbelly of society. If they had hired the shinobi to put down the gangs instead of just guarding their many assets the slums may have been fixable. He wasn't a fan of the wealthy to be honest. He knew they didn't get where they were by being charitable but he also knew a great many of them had gotten there taking power from the weak to fuel their cash machines. It was easier to take from those without the power to fight back and he had no doubt some of them were profiting from the slums. Sick bastards probably ran the funeral homes and the prisons. Still he wasn't here to make them pay that toll just yet. Nor did he see how one person could with security up around them. Still his uniform helped him blend in as night began to set in. He was covered from head to foot in black (Having waited until nightfall to dress as such due to the heat) Black soft padded shoes and black pants tucked into them with a black turtle neck pulled up to his nose and black gloves. His kunai tucked up his sleeve and a flashlight hung from his belt. A flashdrive in his pocket and a bandana hiding his hair. His eye patch covered his purple eye as always while his blue eye scanned the roofs. No patrols since the last one passed a minute ago it seemed. He doubted anyone was dumb enough to actually infiltrate this sector. Not outside of himself obviously. He was just a damned fool.
However he couldn't just leave things as they were. If he was going to start taking over the slums from the bad guys he needed power. Often knowledge was power and in this case it was true. The Shinobi arts were kept in files on a disconnected server from the web in the jutsu library at the center of the bazaar. However even as he took off sprinting one roof at a time and peeking around as he did so he considered again just how much of a risk this was for him. He was an ex convict and as such he wasn't allowed to hold weapons or use jutsu. If he got caught stealing jutsu techniques while armed by breaking an entering he was going to prison for a while. That was likely going to count as his third strike and if it did he was going to rot away in that hell hole again. Damn his life sucked. Still he managed to slip along virtually unnoticed in his opinion all the way there as all the light provided was from the crescent moon and street lamps. If anything he had picked a night darker than usual to try and steal this. Still he lifted his left wrist to check his watch. The green numbers counting down to the coming sand storm. Breaking into this place was going to set off an alarm. He would only have a little bit to power up a computer and steal the files available to the shinobi only. He waited and timed it so that he would have just enough time to get in and get out right before the sand storm hit. He had goggles tucked under the neck of his shirt so he could move in it while avoiding detection. For now he moved as needed.
Calmly Ryu took up his flashlight and looked around before smacking the glass of a window near the back with it. The shattered glass seemed so loud for a stealth mission but what he didn't hear was an alarm. He only glanced around before slipping inside and down to the floor. He knew this place probably had some silent alarm going off right then. Probably a sensory jutsu alerting every shinobi for a half mile the place was being robbed. He clicked his tongue as he hit the ground and moved across the dark library to a computer. Much to his surprise it had been left on which made him grin. Quickly he would shine a flashlight on the tower to find the USB port before pushing the flashdrive into it. The light onf the flashdrive flickering to life even as his hand moved over the mouse and dragged to Raiton and Doton libraries across to the empty folder for the drive. Waiting impatiently as the files copied over. Damn he needed to get out of there. The Sand storm was only a couple minutes out and it was his cover for escaping.
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However he couldn't just leave things as they were. If he was going to start taking over the slums from the bad guys he needed power. Often knowledge was power and in this case it was true. The Shinobi arts were kept in files on a disconnected server from the web in the jutsu library at the center of the bazaar. However even as he took off sprinting one roof at a time and peeking around as he did so he considered again just how much of a risk this was for him. He was an ex convict and as such he wasn't allowed to hold weapons or use jutsu. If he got caught stealing jutsu techniques while armed by breaking an entering he was going to prison for a while. That was likely going to count as his third strike and if it did he was going to rot away in that hell hole again. Damn his life sucked. Still he managed to slip along virtually unnoticed in his opinion all the way there as all the light provided was from the crescent moon and street lamps. If anything he had picked a night darker than usual to try and steal this. Still he lifted his left wrist to check his watch. The green numbers counting down to the coming sand storm. Breaking into this place was going to set off an alarm. He would only have a little bit to power up a computer and steal the files available to the shinobi only. He waited and timed it so that he would have just enough time to get in and get out right before the sand storm hit. He had goggles tucked under the neck of his shirt so he could move in it while avoiding detection. For now he moved as needed.
Calmly Ryu took up his flashlight and looked around before smacking the glass of a window near the back with it. The shattered glass seemed so loud for a stealth mission but what he didn't hear was an alarm. He only glanced around before slipping inside and down to the floor. He knew this place probably had some silent alarm going off right then. Probably a sensory jutsu alerting every shinobi for a half mile the place was being robbed. He clicked his tongue as he hit the ground and moved across the dark library to a computer. Much to his surprise it had been left on which made him grin. Quickly he would shine a flashlight on the tower to find the USB port before pushing the flashdrive into it. The light onf the flashdrive flickering to life even as his hand moved over the mouse and dragged to Raiton and Doton libraries across to the empty folder for the drive. Waiting impatiently as the files copied over. Damn he needed to get out of there. The Sand storm was only a couple minutes out and it was his cover for escaping.
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