1 A noblehouse and a secret organiztion [Takao] Wed May 22, 2019 10:07 pm
Fuyuko
A-rank
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A note is how this adventure started. A note that was so out of place that Fuyuko just had to investigate it. It was found in a drawer in a warehouse along the Tobirama river. Not just any warehouse it was one that thugs operated out of. Whether the people that were in the warehouse were aware of it or not, they had become the lowest scum in life possible to her. Finding out that people were being smuggled triggered something inside of her, a feeling she could never have imagined possessing herself. Without regret, with no mercy and without initially realizing it she had started to slaughter the people that were inside of it. By the time she ‘came to,’ it was already done, the bodies were already piled up and there was nothing she could do to reverse the process. It left her scared, she wasn’t sure if she recognized herself anymore when she looked in the mirror. | ||
However, as much as she wanted to self-reflect on things that had transpired, there was no time. The clock kept ticking and work wouldn’t wait for a vigilante. For the time being, she would just have to press forward and keep on going. There was no time for rest until she had reached the bottom of this whole fiasco. For that she had the note analyzed by Konoha’s intelligence department, to give her a clue in which direction she should search. There were two reasons she was obsessed with this note. The first one, compared to the other one, wasn’t all that significant. It was the content that was written on the note. | ||
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The content had only gotten somewhat interesting because of the things she had found later on in the warehouse. It was the second reason that made her ‘obsessed’ with the note, the manner in which it was written. It was too elegant and noble like for her liking. Her skin crawled thinking about it, that people were interested in these kinds of things. Although admittedly she wasn’t entirely sure what it was that they needed the people for, it still made her sick to her stomach. | ||
After handing off the note she paced back and forth. Impatient as hell and eager to continue the hunt, however, it had started to distract the person she had handed the note to. And so she was asked to leave the building and wait at home or be escorted out. Reluctantly she left the building by herself and found herself pacing back and forth in the living room of Takao’s house. The person had told her, after all, it wouldn’t take all that long and he’d send a messenger bird with the details once he had figured out the origin of the handwriting. Despite that, every second that she didn’t know more about the letter was one too many. | ||
Eventually, the bird did arrive and she quickly snatched the scroll off of it and send it back. It gave her some bad and good news. The bad news was that he wasn’t able to pinpoint the handwriting on a person or family, however, he did manage to figure out in which city it was most likely to have originated. One of the southern ports of the land of fire, Teichaku. A rich city that housed several rich families. | ||
Once she had finished reading the note her gut feeling told her that the intelligence worker had nailed at least the general location. Without waiting any longer Fuyuko left the house and dashed towards the city. Her blood began to boil and a hint of murderous intent came forward again. It was that same feeling that she felt when her hand sliced through those thugs. It sent a chill down her spine and gave her goosebumps all over. Luckily she had a bit of time to calm herself down before she would even reach the city. And even if she did reach the city with that feeling, there was no one to take out on still. She only had a direction, the rest was up to her. | ||
After arriving at the city there was a lot of information gathering that she would need to do and so she shrouded herself in mystery and disappeared in the shadows of the city. Eyes and ears wide open taking in all the information that was available to her. While it was possible to also activate her Sharingan and potentially gather a lot more information, she was very against that idea. The way it made her vision different would remind her of what had transpired in the warehouse, not only that, it would remind her of what Takao had told her. While she wasn’t entirely sure how true it was what he said and if just having them active would actually awaken the curse of hatred. Fuyuko wasn’t willing to take the risk, she didn’t want to find herself plunging into darkness. | ||
Having been in the shadows of the city for several days by now Fuyuko had learned a great deal more about it. Most of it was irrelevant things. There was however one thing that had opened her eyes a little bit. Her ‘sheltered’ youth had left her a little bit ignorant. The farmland and very little interaction with other people had made her unaware of how rich people tend to behave to those that weren’t off as well. It had opened her naïve eyes. The more she learned about the world, the more she started to dislike it. Perhaps it was because she was in foreign lands that she finally noticed it or that the nobleman in Kirigakure just minded their own business more, but it became evident to her that people really liked to show off how prosperous they were and look down upon those that weren’t like them. | ||
The other thing she had come to know was related to the entire reason she had come here in the first place. While not entirely sure which nobleman or noblewoman it belonged to, she was however capable of narrowing it down to two candidates. Two families that lived right next to each other had very similar handwriting. Her not being well known on the matter couldn’t deceiver the differences either, so it was time to shadow the two families. | ||
Fuyuko had perched herself on a tall building not too far from the two houses and would watch over them during the nights in an attempt to pick up on any potential clues. It was the first of potentially many nights that she could find herself in the tower. She had looked at breaking into the buildings however the security was rather tight and their patterns were still unknown to her at this point. It was by far the safer choice to just stay in the tower for the time being. If she was incapable of advancing her searches through observations at the very least she could learn the guards patterns and then still infiltrate eventually. | ||
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