Jet rubbed her head, feeling nauseating pain flood her system and pounding her head in a rhymic motion. Her face was fluffed red and her body was littered in kiss marks. Seeing her appearance in the mirror when she left to the bathroom to wash up, she groaned at the dark circles accumulating. She hated her appearance being ruined as it were an important money maker for a shinobi, especially a spy like her. However as much as she would like to wash up, depuff, and clean up, her body was protesting against her and she could not be bothered to give a fuck. Whatever, she thought, not like we are trying to impress anyone. Today is our day off anyway. Jet was going to enjoy herself, thoroughly. So when she stepped into the shower and felt boiling hot water droplet run down her skin, she felt herself relax. She did not even mind that the door opened and a man joined her in the shower. He wrapped his arms around her waist, with his chest pressed against her back. His lips explored the crook of her neck, leaving yet another mark. His deep growl resonated in the washroom along the tiled walls. Even this early, he was not hindered by last night's strenuous actives, for his throbbing member had awoken, protruding a light substance and ready to pierce through her mound of flesh. So she could only smirk and grind against him as she pressed against the wall with the shower head over her and let out a small purr as she felt him enter, ready to breed her. The wife entered after a few moments to caress her flesh, and join in the session right after.

The morning came. The day left and turned to night. More people had joined in. A friend they said wanted to meet her. She was not expecting several. Still she kept them all entertain and it turned out to be a wonderful evening. They learned to enjoy her. Listen to her. Crave her. And trust her. When people begin to get comfortable, they allow some wall to fall and loose lips to follow. They were not expecting some whore they picked up the street to have any value nor to be a threat. Why would they? Nero Yuno was a simple girl who did not make it into the shinobi corps and ran away in a titz to travel the world and find her own place. She did not have much but she did not need to. The girl was pretty, not overly so, but enough to turn a head or two. Her flowing blonde hair and dazzling silver eyes were enough to show she was a foreigner if the deep caramel skin was any indication. Jet smiled as she felt the appreciating eyes roam around Yuno's satin skin as it was being devoured. Yuno moaned, begging for more. The men and women made her scream. They would not, or rather they cannot not stop no matter how much she begged. Yet she did not want to. And they loved her. They loved and adored her.

A night later, she heard a few of them chatting, drinking happily, coming ignoring the mess two women were making of her. They did however go quiet when they heard Yuno was not whimpering. Concerned they turned to check on them. Yuno was a whore, but she was their whore. Plus they rather liked the spunky girl. Enough to consider not selling her. So they kind of froze they heard her laughter, a laughter they did not recognize. They saw electric blue eyes, cold and demented, they were not like Yuno's gentle silver. A haunting darkness soon after.

Jet yawned and stretched as she left the doctor. Now she was done with her check up she went to hand in the files to her boss. She was a bit tired but she was working hard. A bit too hard the doctor said. Not like Jet gave two shits. She was good with these missions cause she had experience, knowledge, skill, and of course, can not get pregnant. What more can you ask of a loyal spy mistress. Apparently more than you think when she finished her debriefing. Apparently there was some guy, Sei is what she will call him until she can remember more about him (she may or may not still be kind of half asleep during the conversation) is has been not as active for awhile but it were due to training. Now that he's back, some anbu heads were thinking of requiring him due to his exceptional history and ability. So he wanted Jet to pair up with him to investigate the leads that Jet discovered when she went to spy and eradicate on a gang of nukenin. Of course he was not supposed to know hence why Sei something was only being told this was a recon mission and Jet's partner was out of commission so they needed a replacement. Jet was going to debrief him on the rest.

Jet did not mind honestly. She was going to investigate and get her agents on this anyway. Doing this in person and legally was all the better. So she leaned against, dressed in all black for the winter season. It's snowing quite heavily so they had some work to.

902~

It was funny really, how easy it was to make someone forget about the people that they truly cared about when you got some alcohol into their systems. Shigeki had studied this effect on people many times, making a game of it even. For a man, he was really quite beautiful, his effeminate features making him easily able to blend into any crowd as a woman, which was something that he had been using to his advantage for his entire life. He loved it and especially had the effect that it had on the men whom he would prey on. The game had become one to see first off how many drinks a man would be willing to buy for him, which generally was fairly easy as men always seemed to be pretty willing to share drinks when they thought it could help them get into a girls pants. Shigeki himself didn't drink, and the bartender knew this, and he would give him the virgin version of whatever it was the people were ordering for him. They never seemed to catch on, so it didn't make a difference in his game. The second part of the game was to see if he could take one of the men at the bar home, thinking that he was a woman, and get them to sleep with him anyway. He would award himself bonus points if the person was married, and he could see the ring on the finger of the man who was his target on this particular night.

It took the man a few drinks before his inhibitions began to drop, and that's when Shigeki began to work his magic. He had studied dance and people's reactions over the years, giving him a good control over his body and knowing what seemed to work on people. This man was interested, and Shigeki knew that it was going to be a good night for him, and probably a bad morning for the other man. Oh Shika, you're just so perfect. Terrible, the man didn't even seem to care. Shigeki noticed that he didn't mention his wife, which was smart, and did see him slide the ring off of his finger at one point and put it into his pocket. That was the confirmation that the man had sunk his teeth into the hook. It was easy now. Four drinks, five drinks, six drinks, seven...His pace was impressive, and Shigeki was sure that this was his escape from a life that he simply wanted to leave. It would have been sad to almost anyone else, but Shigeki knew that men like this needed to be punished. Alcoholics were one of the types of people that Shigeki hated most in this world, and if he had to sleep with them for them to fix their lives than it was something he was willing to do.

They ended up going back to his house after he had bought "Shika" something in the range of twelve drinks, which was a record. Shigeki had played the part, not acting drunk persay, but certainly being a little bit more flirty and then forward as the night went on. He had said many things that made the man blush, but the responces were along the same line and therefore Shigeki knew that he was winning tonight. They went to the man's room, where Shigeki began helping him undress. When it was Shigeki's turn, there was the momentary shock that always came along with the game, but after that very brief moment the man seemed to get over it and took him. The night was...well it wasn't one of Shigeki's favorite times, there had been much better, but it was enjoyable enough, and at the end of it, when the man passed out, Shigeki slipped away, leaving a pair of underpants in his room just for his wife to find. He chuckled to himself as he thought of the fallout of that act, and played out scenarios in his head until he got back to his own apartment where Kensai was asleep in their bed. Shigeki crawled in and he opened his eyes, looking towards the young Kanetsu. "Married or no?" The question was one that Shigeki had become so used to that it didn't even faze him. He told his roommate and sometimes lover about the night, and they both had a laugh before Shigeki nodded off...


He awoke in the morning to something soft and surprising hit him. He wasn't entirely sure, but he had to assume that, for one reason or another, Kensai had thrown a pillow at him, which was usually his "This is important" way to wake him up. Shigeki preferred the "I want to play" nibble on the neck, but he slowly opened his red eyes anyway, imagining that this was probably something important. He raised his head, still half asleep, and his messy shoulder-length blonde hair fell in front of his eyes, the right side and back standing up and very messy from his pillow.

"Mmmpph...What do you want, Kensai? I was dreaming about..." Flesh on flesh...Hot breath on my neck...the pressure in my... "Well never mind...what is it?" His roommate ran his fingers through his short, spiked, jet black hair and his baby blue eyes sparkled in the light that was coming through the window. He had a smirk on his face, knowing what the boy was thinking about and knowing that he had probably been a part of it. His fingers looped into his pants and his muscular upper torso was bare, showing off his abs and pecs quite nicely. Shigeki couldn't help but think... His body pressing against mine...his hands running down my chest...his lips pressed to mine...those eyes... Shigeki had to look away as he began to blush a deep crimson, his cheeks matching the colour of his eyes.

"Mmm I think I know what you were dreaming of, "Shika," Kensai said with a smirk. He liked to tease him in the mornings after his excursions, probably assuming that Shigeki was dreaming of whatever poor sap he had hooked up with the night before, though it was generally not the case. He dreamt of Kensai often, and it was something that his roommate really didn't need to know, as then he might have something over him and he could potentially even ask Shigeki to stop playing his games. "You need to go out, some important looking person dropped off a summons for you, and it seems like you have a mission of some importance." Shigeki rubbed his eyes and took the letter from Kensai, who flashed him a smile once more before throwing some pants at the young Jounin. There wasn't much information, just a location and a time that he should be there and something about how he had been chosen for this top secret mission due to his particular qualifications, whatever that meant.

He looked towards his closet, wondering if it would be Shigeki or Shika who the person would meet today. He decided to grab something that was fairly neutral, tight fitting jeans, knee high striped socks, healed strap boots and a black top. He took a shower to wash off the smell of the night before, not necessarily sure that he would be able to get all of it off of him, but he managed to get enough off. He dressed himself quickly, grabbed some food and left the house, giving Kensai a kiss on the cheek before he went out the door. He very quickly made his way towards where the meeting place, seeing someone wearing simple black there. He was glad that he had brought a coat, as it was cold and snowing outside. The long black cloak and the black fingerless gloves kept him fairly warm as he approached the figure that was standing waiting for him.

"Hey, I was told I should meet...someone here for...something..." He realized how little he knew about this situation, and if it was a setup it would be very bad for the under prepared Kanetsu...

1383

"Kanetsu, Shigeki" she voiced aloud. She remembered his file. A young rising star who rose to jounin rank much sooner than herself and was part of the famous Kanetsu clan. He was talented and had a good head on his shoulders in general and was the friend of the former tsuchikage prior to lord akira. In recent years he has fallen into a lull and has not been very active for unknown reasons. This is what the official reports said. However Jet had her own information. Kanetsu Shigeki is a wild 18 year old who had a penchant for dressing as a woman which was an easy enough goal to achieve with his feminine looks and enjoyed seducing men, notably of the married quality and used them for his own gain. He also has an active sex maybe love life with his roommate Kensai. From what she sees, he has a future in espionage, recon, sabotage, and assassination though the latter has yet to be confirmed. He has great communication skills and knows how to manipulate his victims by ultizings his assets to their fullest potential. Jet assumes that her boss had come to the same conclusion and since Jet was made for that lifestyle and was uncanning in it, it would do well to pair them up together and see how they do.

"We are Yuurei Jet and you will be joining us on a recon mission. After some information the village has gathered, we are suspect to believe there may be a human trafficking organization within our country. There are a couple of leads we have. Other teams are being dispatched to their own routes and you will be accompanying us. We will debrief you as we go and see where this will take us. If you have any concerns, notify us immediately so we can work around them"

1212~

The young woman was pretty enough, Shigeki was a little bit confused when she started talking though. He had never heard someone refer to themselves as we before, so it threw him off a bit. He wasn't going to say anything, however, as it didn't really matter what this Jet referred to themselves as. Shigeki ran his his tongue over the three piercings on his bottom lip, rotating them around and circling the cold and warmth for an interesting sensation. He listened to Jet speak, still somewhat curious as to why they had chosen him. He wondered if his cousin Kazu had kept notes on him that she had perhaps read, though even if he had it probably wouldn't say much. Shigeki wasn't the most skilled individual, or at least in his opinion. In reality he was fairly good with Genjutsu, but it wasn't something he saw as that impressive. He was curious as to how the person in front of him thought he could help with this recon mission, but he decided it was probably better not to question it.

"Well met, it seems you already know me, which cuts my ability to give a stunning introduction." He chuckled softly, but didn't press the issue. He didn't like it when people knew more about him than they should. What else did this person know? Did kazu have notes on his evening activities? On how he prided himself on destroying marriages? On his father and how he had beaten, ridiculed, and even sexually abused shigeki when he was a child? Did this person know that Shigeki had tried to throw himself from the top of the waterfall to end his life? There was nothing worse than not knowing things, especially when you knew that the person you were dealing with probably knew everything. His eyes narrowed slightly before he stopped glaring, looking down at his boots instead breifly, breathing slowly, and looking back up.

"I'm not sure how I'm supposed to be helpful with this, but I will try my best not to let you down. I might not be a great fighter, but I'm damned good at genjutsu, and I'm hoping that'll help enough to make sure that whatever it is you need to do gets done." He smiled softly, looking out towards the roads. "So where are we going?"

1786

Jet met his glaring gaze with one of no emotion, indifference really. It seemed she had struck a nerve of some sort, most likely due to the information she had. She did not say all of which she knew but plenty of people did. His adventures were highly a secret in anbu and was a bit of a running joke. Heck some of the oracles and monoliths were having a running bet about some of his victims and who would be the next. Of course both parties were in the wrong for almost encouraging the behavior but it was not like he was doing was illegal. Morally unjust but not illegal. He did not pose a threat to the village and will not seem to do so in the future. So Jet had no reason to take his glaring to heart, much less seriously. If he disliked her fine. She did not care since most people did not. As long as he could maintain his cool around her and not be a waste of space for this mission nothing will go astray."That will be fine. We were paired up with you partly for that reason. Jet is best suited for close to mid range combat and we currently lack the ability for long range. Your genjutsu will be useful in targeting multiple assailants as well as allow us to sneak in without causing to much noise as much as we pride ourselves on our stealth, it would be risky to put everything on that"

Feeling that should help his ego somewhat, Jet cracked her muscles and motioned him briefly to follow as she sped off, going a bit slower than usual so he could keep up with her. En route to their destination she began speaking again once the village was out of sights and they began to see some plains and hints of a forest in the distant area"We are headed on route to the Cavern. The Cavern is an underground fighting ring led by various small time groups of your usual bandits, smugglers, and nukenin. There appears to be a larger head of the group who is our main concern. They are the ones who organizes the fights, deals with bets, and get the fighters and we are sure you can see where we are going with this"

After while they reached a mountainous area with plentiful trees, evident they were close to the fire country. In this area, there were a few lamps that could be hard to place and the sun was going down after their journey.They stood by a cliff side overlooking a bit of a drop that connected into another mountain. Below a few people stopped at a point and did a few hand seals, probably uttering a password before the illusion broke and an entrance into a tunnel appeared with a guard overlooking them."We are going to sneak into the Cavern and get as much information as we can on the group. My own spies will be there arranging things and helping as we go along. If you recognize any of them, do not blow their cover or else everything will go to shit" The last thing Jet wanted was another Fukai and Kumo incident. Ever since that one incidence that Fukai tailed Karadu and found Jet with some of her people, it has gone to shit from down their and he has seen her as a threat since then and pretty untrustworthy. Tiger had to be removed from her personal group to somewhere else where Fukai could not track him which was really annoying since he did could work. So yea, let us not have another Fukai. Jet recognized that some of her people wee from iwa however she never hired anyone who left the village or something so it was not illegal in any sense. Of course since then she has moved those people to other areas and rotates her spies around. The chances of him causing an uproar were slim and Jet wanted to keep it that way.

With the warning came pictures of two people, a man and woman. Jet handed the picture of the woman to Shigeki and kept the man though she allowed him the chance to take it and see it if he wanted."One of my men has already acquired some identities for us to use" Both of these people were dead went unsaid. Jet already had her people intercept and kill them off on one of their various missions so now their identities were ripe for the taking.

"Jet will be going in as Xu Shu, a member of the Triad in the Kanashii Ocean area near the fire and water country. You will pose a fellow member and our partner Xing Cai. We will be going to the Cavern to scope it out, play a few bets, and do business as members of the Triad who want to expand their range. Jet will do most of the talking and you will be the assistant. Our personas knew of each other but are not really that close, this will be the few times they have paired up so a little brattiness is okay, just remember to keep professional. We are already aware you are well verse in the art of cross dressing so we want you to do just that. Play the part of a feisty woman who seems to have an almost ditz yet alluring aura about her. Attract the men or whatever, just if we do split up do whatever to get your information"

Out of her pocket, Jet tossed him a small purple velvet pouch that chimed, weighting a good few pounds."Here is a pouch of money that we swiped from our last mission. There are plenty of ryo in there to keep you playing if you need to and keep anyone interested. Try to use wisely since technically we were supposed to hand this over to the village"

After handing him the pouch of ryo, Jet have him one of their two wireless radios, putting one in his hand and the other in her left ear, switching it on to channel 5. "And this is your radio. Keep it on channel 5 at all times. We would rather not use this too often since it could be intercepted but it is better than nothing. Eventually we will find a better solution" Personally Jet never enjoyed radios as they could always cause a problem. Maybe sh should create a temporary communication seal once this mission is over that will be much more secure than this.

"Now then, any questions before we head in?" Jet asked as her voice shifted to become deeper, husky voice of a man in his mid thirties. Gone was the woman in silver hair and blue eyes. It all shifted to the a man of 6 feet tall with lightly tanned skin, light brown eyes and messy black hair with a bit of light stubble around his upper lip and chin. The build was muscular, almost bulky and he stood in intelligent and commandeering manner. Xu Shu was dressed in jade green, white, gold and black attire with a long coat reaching his ankles. Jet's sword did not fade from the illusion and remained on her back, becoming more fitting now of this new image.

2246~

Chakra: 205/210
Jutsu Used: Henge

*Use Xing Cai from dynasty warriors for your henge

Shigeki watched the girls face, trying to figure out what she was thinking. It was difficult to read someone like her, and a little frustrating at the same time, though he didn't allow that to show. He had dreams of joining the Oracles one day, which is where the current Tsuchikage was rumored to have come from. She began talking to him about how his genjutsu would cover her weaknesses, and that he could be useful for targeting multiple people and letting them sneak in fairly quietly. Apparently stealth was important to this person, which made sense. Shigeki understood the importance of silence on a mission, or at least when that was the requirement. He nodded as the girl continued to speak. She had clearly tried to boost his ego a little bit, but he knew his own ability fairly well and it didn't do much to comfort him. He began to follow her as she motioned for him to do so and then she began to speak again.

She began telling him of the area that they were going, which was apparently known as the Cavern. Apparently it was an underground fighting ring that was led by several different groups of bandits, smugglers and missing ninja, which he thought was curious. He wasn't overly surprised, though, as he had heard rumours that there had been a lot of missing ninja in the village when Kazu had been the Tsuchikage, and even that the former kage was one himself, which was a bit surprising but when Shigeki thought of the history of their village it wasn't as shocking as it should have been. He wondered if there would be any particularly famous missing ninja around still, since when he had been active previously there the group known as the Aoi Bara was rumored to be hiding out in Iwa. They ended up becoming heroes in Kiri, and then disappeared, but Shigeki had suspicions that they were likely still around.

The agent told him what their mission was, which was fairly obvious when she started talking about it. Infiltrate the group and begin getting information on them. She told him that there were other spies in place as well and to not blow their cover, as though he was a child who needed his hand held. He couldn't imagine what kind of idiot would try to screw things up in such a way, as it was fairly straight forward that you don't want to get the spies in trouble. That was a great way to potentially get people killed, and Shigeki wasn't going to have any part in the death of anyone. She would hand him a picture of a pretty girl with black hair who looked quite imposing. She told him that he was supposed to transform into her, which was an interesting twist. He normally didn't transform, he usually just dressed up, so that would be a little bit different for him.

He was instructed that his "persona" was Xing Cai, a member of the Triad in the Kanashii Ocean area. Apparently they would be fellow members and partners, though their personas were not overly close. They hadn't paired up often apparently in the past, so he was told he could be bratty, while being professional, which he would enjoy. He was told to check the area out, place some bets and just try to play up the part of a triad who was looking to expand. He was asked to essentially play the persona he did at the bars at night, and he shook his head, instantly knowing that of course this person did know about his evening activities, and she was using them to her advantage. At least they were going to be useful for once.

She handed him a pouch of Ryo, which he tied to his belt, and then a radio which he adjusted and put into his left ear, mirroring what she had done. She shifted her form to be the man whom she had showed him in her own picture and asked him if he had any questions. He probably had a few, but there was only one that was currently bothering him. "Did you guys pick me for this because of what I do at the bars? Is that common knowledge or something?" His voice was a little uneasy as he said that before transforming into the woman in the picture.

He shrunk a little bit, going down to five foot five, and his hair lengthened a little bit and turned black. He smiled as her endowments took place, hidden behind a jade and gold trimmed breastplate, that was overtop of a dress, hanging down by her knees. She wore thigh high boots, also jade and gold, and a pair of matching gauntlets as well. The left gauntlet hid the hidden blade weapon that Shigeki carried on him, a stealthy weapon that he could use to get him out of a pinch if he had too. He wasn't a fighter, but he always liked to be prepared. He would continue to follow Jet until she said otherwise, as prepared as he imagined he could be for what was to come.

2664

Chakra 295/300 (Transformation jutsu)

The wind, as if signaling the two of them to start the next phase of their mission, blew gently. Had it not been for the low temperature weather, one could probably mistake this as a sign of things to go bad. Jet, or rather, Xu Shu, glanced over at his partner. There was no answer from Xu Shu, ignoring his now feminine partner’s questions. What was more important was the details that Xu Shu had taken mental notes of. He decided to run over them one last time, making sure to check for any flaws in the plan. While it may be true, it was somewhat already in action and there was no turning back, there was always room for improvisation and safety nets. The first of the details that Xu had made a note of was the hand seals. He assumed that there was some sort of combination of signs a member had to shift through. Yes, this surely would prove that they were a part of the group. From where he was standing, along with the darkness of the night, it was somewhat hard to see the seals the first few times. The first member, a young man, did the seals slowly, but moved the signs out of view. What hand symbols Xu did see were the classic ones. The first was ‘hare’, and then the next was ‘monkey’. The third, and the last one Xu could see was ‘dragon’. Luckily, another person was in line to prove themselves to be a member. Readjusting themselves to get a better look, Xu Shu watched again. Hare, monkey, dragon-… What-…? What are these other symbols? They didn’t look anything like the usual kinds. There were three others, and Xu had seen them as clear as day. The first seal had both hands clasped as if they were to start a prayer with their heads bowed. However, their thumbs were crossed into an ‘X’ formation, and the middle fingers were raised to touch the tips of each other, the base of the fingers close as if trying to form two vertical lines. The index fingers were pointed out to the sides as well. Mildly interesting at best, compared to the next two. The second seal was more complex. The clasped hand is then opened, as if one were to read something that was written on their palms, or maybe cover something from the sight of others. The four fingers from each hand pressing against each other as the hands turned so that the palms faced to the ground. Then, the index and ring fingers, like the middle fingers from the first unfamiliar seal, rise to touch their tips. However, unlike the middle fingers, these formed spaces of triangles underneath the fingers’ tips, rather than dual linear lines.

The last seal, which seemed to be the hardest for Xu Shu to understand, was finally grasped. Initially, and what made it hard to understand, Xu thought the fingers just curved to form a straight row of fingers. The index and ring finger would be lowered, but then all of the fingers would rise to form a ‘fin’ of fingers, laced in between each other, the palms close to touching each other. But, upon further inspection, the tip of the finger being just enough to that they touched their opposite hand’s counterpart. For example, the index finger’s tip would curve to barely touch the other index finger’s tip, and so on. Xu tried to replicate this seal, their fingers feeling a bit of pain as they did. It was crucial that he and his partner would get these symbols down. With his finding, Xu Shu turned back to the female, gesturing to her. It wasn’t for her to come over or anything, but rather, to just give him her attention. “Hand signs. They use six. Three are of the normal kinds, while the other three must be seen and learned.” With that said, Xu went ahead and shown the first three quickly. He knew his partner had some idea of the basic hand signs, so they could go ahead and breeze past that. The next three, Xu took the time to explain them. The shapes, which fingers bent, and possible tips that could help her. That is, if he hadn’t quite seen herself. He would keep this up until she’d understand the symbols and such. Afterwards, Xu Shu would turn away, listening for the vocal password. While it may be true that they have the symbols to prove that they are indeed a part of the group, they still had to know the magic words. He was about to begin, but didn’t want the woman to distract him while he’s on the cusp of learning the word. “I need to listen for the password,” he informed. Xu Shu, head lowered so that he can hear the voices from afar, went silent.

Xu Shu, tuning out all noise including the wind, listened. As he did, he’d speak out loud what he thought he heard, like a child sounding out an unfamiliar word. “Mur-…” He listened again. What would sound like one word would suddenly be another. The way the tongue wound curve from person to person, and with the account of accents and slurs, made this process very difficult. However, like trying to find the right shade of a color by mixing enough different paints together, Xu Shu may have finally understood. “Mi-… Mi…ri…di…a.” To double check, they listened to a few more people saying the word. There was no doubt about it after five other members. The word was ‘Miridia’, or something that sounded close to it. As for the spelling, that would be the part where they would fail. Luckily, to gain entry, it only requires the hand seals and the vocalization of the word. With his findings, Xu Shu turned to his partner. He then realized that they may had said something. Xu had tuned them out to hear the password. He paused to search his mind for any possible questions he has heard.


Then, he realized that he had almost forgotten the word. Miridia. “The word is ‘Miridia’,” he stated plainly, just wanting to get it out there before he forgot. “Not sure of the spelling.” Xu Shu turned away from his partner, gesturing them to follow. He was quick and made sure no one had seen him, but he was able to make onto the path that lead to the entrance. He waited for his ally to come close before purposely paying her no mind, pretending he didn’t see. On his face was a large smile, the man walking with good vibes pouring off his body. He nodded to the other members, trying to blend in casually with occasional ‘good day’s and ‘hello’s. At the entrance, he waited for the woman to come closer before performing the hand signs and stating the word ‘Miridia’. Just like for the other members, the illusion broke, allowing entry for him. As soon as he entered, the illusion went back up. Xu Shu wanted to turn and look to make sure the woman could get through, but he didn’t want to break cover. All he could do was continue forward, deeper into the underground arena, hoping his partner could get through with no problems.

3484~

Some times later....

"Never had I ever seen a purple hair pip squeak of a girl so quickly and effectively blow up a mountain. I shall never underestimate someone with purple hair who stands at 5'1" Jet barked in laughter as she picked some mountain debris from her hair as she enjoyed a drink with her partner. When missions go terribly wrong but you surive is a wonderful thing.

3554~
Training: Shadow Clone and Karma (-3000wc)
554 left over

[EXIT]