Jean (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1070/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Whise stood by as they discussed, when they asked him for paper work proving it he began thinking of something to get passed that. But it looked like luck was on his side as someone on the speakers told them to give him a test. The guard then notified him that the boss himself had spoken. So, it seemed like Shirley was currently inside the factory.He would record the sound of his voice into his very soul. That was perfect, Jean quickly bowed to the factory as thanks for the opportunity. Jean slowly shook his head."Unfortunately, I don't know of a good quality forge here. Would it be alright if I used one of yours?" Not surprising in this rundown city filled with rogues and criminals. The shinjiro factory was a one of a kind complex. A spare room with a high quality forge should be easy."Also this way when I finish, You can completely ascertain my skill level." They wouldn't need to worry about him passing off someone elses creation as his own.
Kyojin Taka Bakuha [ Giant Falcon Blast ] Rank: S-Active-Currently guarding river bank.
Henge-Active
+77 Chakra +65 Stam resting
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post before it can be dispelled-Gained from Original. Snow Armor S Rank Protection-Gained from Original
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
"Yeah, sure, this way," one of the guards responded, sounding slightly exasperated.
He led the way through the gates and away from the ominous facade of the main building, toward a smaller side warehouse. A smaller group of workers joined up with the two of them not too long after the initial departure, though they didn't seem to be very interested in conversation. The guard was more or less silent throughout the march toward that distant building as well, though he did constantly check to make sure the newcomer was following. The creaking and squeaking of the doors at their destination would likely be a welcome reprieve from the awkward silence. As the other workers shuffled in to the building filled with lines of expensive-looking and well-maintained forges, the guard would turn back to Jean.
"Pick an empty spot. If you mess up or fail to produce anything decent, you'll pay for the materials. I'll be watching. Raw materials are found in bins between every other station. Get to work." The guard's tone made it clear this was final, that the quality of the armor plate could decide the outcome of Jean's life.
Jean (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1235/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Jean followed the man without question. It didn't seem like they were going into the main building. It looks like his luck couldn't be that good. They entered a shed looking place with alot of different forges and workers. The guard told him to pick a forge. Jean paused for a second to watch who he could possibly share a forge space with, who appeared to be skilled. Also who seemed to be starting on the same kind of work as he was. He located a target, he seemed young and seemed to know what he was doing. He went and grabbed the same his materials, he knew what went into making armor. But he had no idea how to make it. Wasn't it just hammering a hunk of metal until in formed into plate armor? He grabbed the some of the materials he would need, the good thing is that the guard shouldn't knowing anything about making plate armor. And the other workers didn't really pay attention to him all that much which was also great. Jean basically began to work as he mimicked the guy next to him. Every step he would make Jean would seemingly be doing his own thing. He had been working on this for a while when it looked like the other worker had put his in the forge one last time. His looked really good while Whise was a literally a piece of s**t this wouldn't be able to be sold anywhere because he had no training he had just been hitting a hunk of metal over and over again. Whise placed his in the forge as well. When the other worker removed his from the forge and was preparing to cool it in water he did the same. When the hot armor hit the water a large amount of steam rose from the both of them. The steam obscured the guards vision as whise performed a substitution jutsu. He didn't waste extra effort making the substituted object poof like normally because that was used to confuse the opponent. But he couldn't do that here. It was a simply switch, the guard had been standing there for a long time. He hoped that over the course of this time he began to not watch as carefully and not catch Whise using the technique. The thick steam from the hot metal would also cloud his sight. As the steam dissipated Jean would casually pull his armor out from the water. He had successfully switched his crappy with the worker in front of him. Because as he pulled his armor out of the water he was surprised to see such a dramatic difference in how bad it was. He was confused for a second as he got to work on fixing it before anyone noticed his mistake. Jean on the other hand was wiping his plate armor with a cloth. Waiting to see if anyone had seen through his rouse. When it appeared like they didn't he walked over to the guard walked over to the guard and tossed the plated armor into his hands."Not my best work, but you guys did put me under a bit of pressure."He said with a sheepish smile. This was the deciding moment. Had the guard seen through his act? Would something distract him? Maybe he would notice the panic in the worker he stole the armor from and check on him and lose focus on Jean. He waited, ready if his emotions switched to a negative spectrum he would have to react.
Kyojin Taka Bakuha [ Giant Falcon Blast ] Rank: S-Active-Currently guarding river bank.
Henge-Active
Substitution E rank
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post before it can be dispelled-Gained from Original. Snow Armor S Rank Protection-Gained from Original
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
The guard caught the armor plate with some annoyance at having it tossed at him, but turned it over in his hand for a cursory inspection. It would seem that Whise's trickery had gone unnoticed, at least by the guard; the poor sod whose plate had been stolen was busy scrambling to make up for lost time and seemed to suspect some sort of sabotage was at play, but was more likely to be blaming the materials than anything--or anyone--else.
The guard passed the plate back.
"Is that it?" he asked expectantly. "I dunno about the boss, but I expected something... more from one of Kaza's disciples. Weren't you guys supposed to be the badasses of the forge?"
Jean (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1235/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Jean smirked as the guard was seemingly unimpressed by his work. He nodded his head in slight agreement."You know, thats the exact same thing I told Kaza at the end of my apprenticeship." Jean took a seat next to the standing guard to take a small break, the heat of the forge makes you dehydrated and sweaty."You know what he told me?"Jean paused before continuing." He said, It takes time to create excellence . If it could be done quickly , more people would do it." Jean let out a small laugh as he continued."Then he kicked me out, saying He had taught me all he could and to not show my face to him until I achieved that excellence myself."Jean stopped to think about his master very very fake words. But the guard would see a young man, contemplating his life path. With a stern master who simply wants his apprentice to find the path on his own."So, I'm here turns out excellence costs money and at least here I can hone my skills everyday." He looked up at the guard as he finished his sad fake story."So, Now am I good enough to get an interview?"
Kyojin Taka Bakuha [ Giant Falcon Blast ] Rank: S-Active-Currently guarding river bank.
Henge-Active
Substitution E rank
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post before it can be dispelled-Gained from Original. Snow Armor S Rank Protection-Gained from Original
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
"Hmm," the guard mumbled in response to Jean's fake story, seemingly both mildly impressed and slightly disinterested in the actual explanation. This was truly a man who was wrapped up in his delusions of superhero smiths, and that was probably an okay thing in the long run. "Well, I guess it's good enough to have Shirley take a look at it."
After beating around the bush for a few more moments, the guard started to lead the way toward the main factory. They would use a side stairwell--separated from the factory floor by a thick wall, but not insulated against the sound--to reach a floor fifteen or twenty stories up. The lobby on that floor was carpeted, the walls covered in wood paneling, with a small desk sitting between two doors at the end opposite the stairwell. The secretary--a vibrant young androgyne with an affinity toward floral print--was busily filling out paperwork when the guard and (hopefully) Jean would show up.
"I'm escorting this kid here," the guard told the secretary, who didn't so much as look up during the exchange. "He's got a work sample. Boss Shirley told him to make one. Is the boss in right now?"
Shirley was in, but currently nursing a headache after something unspecified but assuredly stupid happened earlier in the day. The secretary said to give him a few minutes. If Jean were to pull another fast one, this would be his last chance before coming face to face with the big boss.
Jean (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1235/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Jean followed the guard as he begun to leave, he continued following him up the stairs and not it seemed he was getting to the main factory. So this is where the boss was hiding. They entered a room with a secretary which he could not tell if he was a he or a she. This was perfect, he'd imagined the secretary would have some info on the bosses schedule. He looked around and didn't see any other guards in the room or anything that would catch him. The secretary wasn't even looking up so Jean subtly began to form seals with his right eye as the technique described. He then peaked around the guard to look into the secretaries eyes."Hey, I really love that floral pattern. Where did you get it?" He leaned over the counter towards the secretary. If she/he looked up into his eyes he would be able to dig into her/his thoughts and gain the information of the bosses schedule or any events he was going to recently and what kind of security he would. If she/he had nothing of value he would simply leave the technique active and use it on the boss.
Dokushinjutsu [ Eye Mind Reading ] Rank: C
Kyojin Taka Bakuha [ Giant Falcon Blast ] Rank: S-Active-Currently guarding river bank.
Henge-Active
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post before it can be dispelled-Gained from Original. Snow Armor S Rank Protection-Gained from Original
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
The secretary was more than a little bit taken aback at Jean's question. In fact, they jumped so sharply when he addressed them that their chair slipped and dumped them onto the floor. Of course in their panic, they wound up meeting his gaze.
The secretary had quite a bit of information on the schedules of Shirley and Falk, the chief foreman who had the other office on that floor, but it was the information about Shirley that came floating up in the probe. His schedule seemed fairly erratic due to the great number of public works projects we was apparently in charge of, but something seemed to be off even with that. While his start times were all over the place in an 8 hour window--ranging from 3 AM to 11 AM--he always clocked out promptly at 1 PM, even if he didn't have anything scheduled at that time. There were very few days for which that was not true.
The most major upcoming event was the public announcement of some construction project--the secretary didn't know the details--at the hospital in two days. He was also going to pay a visit to the Perfect Passion Night Club as part of an art exchange with Takumi that very evening, but that one was closed-invite. In about a week's time, Shirley would also be paying a visit to the Morrison Arena with some other businessmen in the area. For all events, Shirley would travel with a small phalanx of personal guards of varying skill. A few names would float to the surface of the secretary's mind, but they weren't matched with faces--the secretary was always coincidentally out of the office or otherwise distracted when they came to pick up the factory owner.
"Hey, you okay, Li?" a stout blond man with a bristly mustache asked, poking his head out of the office on the left. It would seem this man was Falk, judging by the secretary's information. The far wall of the office behind him was covered in windows overlooking the factory floor. If Jean craned his head, he might notice a sunglasses-wearing, extremely pale man with a firm jawline sitting on a chair against one wall of the office.
"Yeah, I'm fine," the secretary, Li, responded as they picked themselves up. "Just a bit surprised by our guest."
"Glad to hear it. If you're chatting on the clock, I'll have to dock your pay. Now what about you?" Falk jerked his head around toward the guard who had escorted Jean up to the office. "Shouldn't you be at the gates?"
"Yes sir!" the guard responded earnestly, offering a salute. "Boss Shirley told me to escort this young man during a test of his smithing skills!"
"Shirley doesn't have time for that sort of thing. You there, let me see whatever it is you've made," Falk barked at Jean, opening the office door more fully and holding out his hand expectantly.
The man in the background turned his head toward Jean, staring so that the infiltrator's reflection rested squarely in the center of his sunglasses. The man opened his mouth to say something, but seemed to think better of it.
To summarize, Jean had gained some information about Shirley's schedule, but had not learned the origins of that floral print, and was now face-to-face with someone other than his intended target who was demanding to see his handiwork.
Jean (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1235/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Jean face had some concern over the poor secretary who fell, as he gazed in to his eyes he had gained some valuable information about Shirley and Falks schedule. After gleaming that information from the secretary, a door open. Hoping it would be the boss from the way the guard spoke it seemed he was not the boss. He must be the chief foreman then. And then someone behind that was wearing glasses. Falk sent the guard away and told the secretary his day was gonna be docked."Oh, It was my fault. I'm sorry I startled your secretary.." Jean grabbed his armor plate to show the foreman, but he accidentally dropped it off the edge of the secretaries desk. It hit the floor with a loud twanggg sound. If the boss really did have a headache, this random loud noise might stir him to also look outside."Oh! I'm sorry, really...just so many people." Jean picked up his armor and carried it to Falk, he extended his hand first to shake him and looked at him in the eye, something you normally do when meeting someone. If the foreman didn't have any eye wear he wondered what info he could get off of him.
Dokushinjutsu [ Eye Mind Reading ] Rank: C-Active
Henge-Active
Kyojin Taka Bakuha [ Giant Falcon Blast ] Rank: S-Active-Currently guarding river bank.
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post before it can be dispelled-Gained from Original. Snow Armor S Rank Protection-Gained from Original
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
When the armor plate hit the floor, nothing really changed. The man in sunglasses continued to keep his eyes trained on Jean throughout the charade, while not so much as a peep came out of the other office.
Falk shook Jean's hand absentmindedly, looking him straight in the eye as he did so. He almost seemed to be staring straight through Jean, as if he could see straight down to the boy's core. Falk's gaze was cold, unflinching, and unyielding, his eyes seemingly made of porcelain for how little they reacted. What laid beyond them was an enigma. Nothing happened when Jean looked into his eye. No information left Falk's head.
"Looks fine to me," the man with the impenetrable mind stated after evaluating the armor plate for a few moments. He had tossed it up and down a bit to test its weight, tried to bend it, tapped a coin against it to see how it resonated, and visually inspected it for blemishes. "I'd say this is a serviceable piece of plate. You start tomorrow. Anything else? Time's a-wasting."
Jean (Weiss or w-AY-s) NoctisShinsetsu ▬Sannin ▪ One katana ▪ Chakra 1235/1240 ▪ Stamina 1000/1000 ▪ Retsuseirei Chakra:200/200 ▪ Sacred Amulet 620/620 ▪ AC:105300 ▪ Ryo:28500 Info Currently Undiscoverable ▬
[ The world pushes us without mercy ]
Jean nervously waited for the foreman to inspect his work. The man with the sunglasses behind him was still looking at him. And his plan to get the boss out here failed. He could have gotten more info from him. But he got a face to match the name and a schedule so you must be able to realize when its time to bow out. Falk accepted his work and told him he starts the next day.Jean shook his head and bowed to Falk."No, thank you very much." He turned and began to head down the way he came. But he turned back before reaching the stairs."Please tell Boss Shirley I thank him deeply because his words led me to this opportunity." He bowed once again to Falk, then to the secretary, then towards the other office on the floor which he assumed belonged to Boss Shirley. Jean then headed down the stairs and out the door he entered. He could see the entrance checkpoint and the guard he had been with before. He waved to them as he passed."Thanks for the help guys, I'll be seeing ya tomorrow!" He passed by and was heading towards the residential part of the city. He decided the best time to strike would be the hospital. That was more on the mafias turf and so he could find a better point of attack. Jean walked along with now hurry as he walked into a dark alley just in case anyone was following him and then entered a building and then poofed away out of existence. The hospital was the day to strike, he had to prepare.
Kyojin Taka Bakuha [ Giant Falcon Blast ] Rank: S-Active-Currently guarding river bank.
Disruption V2[Jutsus Available] Active 5/5 post before it can be dispelled-Gained from Original. Snow Armor S Rank Protection-Gained from Original
[and when some push back, the world points and cries...EVIL.]
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The girl knocked on the door once more. when the slat slid open and glared at the man. "Open up, Got some business today." She would say in a short and bruske manner. Once they let her inside she would find her contact and make her purchase. quite a bit of ryo gone but she was loaded down with gear and a gas mask. The mask was on her face, her rifle concealed in a large canvas wrap on her back and her sidearm in a custom pouch at her hip. She had plenty of ammo and everything was ready. She had received a letter for her to show up in fire country and it was time to go.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 7:40 pm
Houou stepped into the shops and politely greeted the clerk. "I am in sure need of 4 undetectable radios." Houou said after making small talk. The owner quickly fetched his prodents and sent Houou on his way.
Cost=1500 Ryo
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2017 2:06 pm
Houou walked into the store and made purchase of a set of scatter bombs and a gas pill. Receiving his order Houou departed the shop
-150 Ryo (scatter bomb x2) -300 Ryo (gas pill)
Total: 600 Ryo
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The factory, they recalled that spot from their previous interrogation actually. The four of them weren't foolish enough to go guns blazing into the factory, at least not yet. No instead, from an alleyway not far off the four of them had elected to hang out around a dumpster, as one does. Jay frowned up at Hino, who was sucking in the pure death of a cigarette. The clouds added to the atmosphere of a group of bad boys. Jeon, who had lengthened her hair quite a bit and recolored it pink looked as punky as one could. Even as she smacked at Hino to no avail. Jay pulled one of the pigtails on her head to the side and she sharply snapped at him, which Oro laughed at. To his credit, the man named after an unending snake sure looked trustworthy in the face. He was pretty, for all intents of the word usage. On top of that, he had a way of really disarming you with his gaze and smile. Contrasting that with his attitude towards combat... where genjutsu and misleading targets came paramount, and you had a dangerous individual. Hino was more gruff, but he didn't look as scary as he wanted to believe. Without the cigarette, he looked like he could be your uncle, or cousin. The one who's distant but always says cool s**t and has cool s**t to give you. They kept their eyes up, as always, but the act they had put on was only just barely that. The four were a unit more than one could expect.
The length of time they hungout had them see some people coming and going for their shifts. One man in particular was marked as he came in, walking through a back entrance. It was subtle, but he was agreed upon, and so they waited a few hours for his shift to end, keeping themselves busy for that time how punks do. Poor Oro's face had a small mark from being punched by Jeon. That was only mostly a joke. The quadrant were moving by night, and the group went under it's cover the moment their mark moved past. He made it somewhat easy, traveling a path he was used to, one that he didn't feel particularly unsafe in. He didn't even think twice about the man blowing his harmonica until suddenly an inky darkness came over him. There was no one in the immediate area. No one to hear it when he uttered a quiet "What in the ********> to himself as suddenly the ambiance of the night was gone. No one was nearby to hear it when the hardened fist hit the side of his head and his body hit the ground. He was alive, though being knocked unconscious had tremendously ******** him up. Lucky they didn't need him to be alive for much longer anyway. He was stolen away into another of the many dark alleys quickly, with Oro keeping watch one side, and the older Hino watching the other. "Be fast, Jeon," Jay sat him against the wall, helping his sister surroud the man's head with water from a gutter, dripping to the ground. He recorded what came out into the water, while she focused on the technique. Whatever they gleaned, they would leave him bleeding from his head, not too interested in what would happen to him from there.
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Kumo Registration #379857783
Village KumogakurexxxxxTitle GeninxxxxxRankDxxxxx Current Chakra 640 / 760xxxxxCurrent Stamina 550 / 630xxxxx Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery (-): [ 0 / 0 ]
Personal Attributes: • Jeon and I are unstoppable!: Have an extra locked formless style. • Basics Build up!: Treat all formless styles as complex techniques. Class & Clan Reductions: ○ Tai Class • Learn Taijutsu techniques one (2) posts faster. xxxxx•Blood Bender: N/A ○ Buki Class • Learn Weapon techniques one (2) posts faster. xxxxx•Brawler!: Your taijutsu is just one side of your skill, as you are also versed in utilizing ninjutsu as well. Your taijutsu body moderately increases your Speed and Reflexes, while at the same time granting you an additional 2 ninjutsu techniques per level, then an extra 4 ninjutsu per rank after jounin. ○ Bukijutsu The user is much like a hybrid warrior, focusing on mixing ninjutsu into their personal arsenal. Through their great devotion to this path the user can cast ninjutsu without hand seals while wielding a weapon, D at D-rank, C at C-rank, B at B-rank, A at A-rank, and S at S-rank. These techniques maintain the same description and criteria to use, as well as require the same amount of time to mold the chakra through the weapon as would be needed to perform hand seals, meaning the techniques are not instantaneously cast. The user’s spirit is so strong, that they can utilize their physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques of the same rank or below. Techniques Used:
