Cashew's ears twitched as he restrained himself from going on a tangent about being called a rat for the umpteenth time. Was this fool ever going to learn the difference!? However there was no time for debate, now that Chinchin was going on the offensive. The mouse wasn't going to wait for what was in store, and despite renouncing his wild ways, as a prey animal, his instincts would forever remain with him, vanishing from sight in a puff of fur, to take cover along the front of the building.
Furry back pinned against the wall, he could hear both Unki and Nozomi shouting. Chinchin was proving far more dangerous than he had been five years ago, and had he tried any of this back then, Cashew and Sato might have surely died. Cashew was still worried about the other 'eyes' in this man's organization. He was not the leader of this group after all, unless things had changed within the five years of his absence.
And then there was the mention of Akina-sensei. She's still alive!
The news of her status did nothing to soothe the guilt that quickly washed over him. It was his fault that she ended up in the predicament she was in. Cashew tried so hard to help her, only to fail in the end - drastically changing the lives of many people he cared about. Still, with Chinchin's capture, Cashew believed he could make things better... even it a little bit. "W-what do you mean, Akina-sensei is a hoe? Where is this ratchet city? Speak, you heathen!" The mouse had no idea what he was saying, nor what those words meant, but they did nothing about revealing where Akina was now. He wanted - no, needed, answers.
Bolting through the door, Cashew drew his trusty rapier Swiss and headed straight for Chinchin with its blade crackling with a white hot electrical current. A flurry of thrusts aimed at specific points on his foe: Left and right thigh; left and right arm. The blade however, never made contact with the flesh. Cashew wouldn't dare soil his prized weapon with filth such as this man. From the blade's trail, four spears of light would take its place, piercing Chinchin in those locations instead. The electric current alone would be enough to debilitate him should they successfully reach their mark, followed by the sapping of his physical capabilities.
If Chinchin dared to look the mouse in the eyes, he'd find a beady pair of purple orbs intensely gazing back at him. Swiss was aimed with the tip pointed at his chest menacingly. "I. Said. Speak."
▰ Raijin's Blade - Augment Rank: C :: Spiritual | Supplementary Description: The user channels chakra into their limb and any weapon they might be holding, augmenting their Complex or Spiritual Taijutsu or Bukijutsu techniques along with Complex Formless Hard & Weapon techniques for six posts. This imbues the blade with a white hot electrical chakra that saps targets of a slight speed and reflex descriptive per rank of the parent technique each time contact is made for three posts, refreshing the duration if additional contact is made while this technique is in effect. This reduction in DR can only be applied to a single technique per post. Techniques A rank and above used with this skill remove an activation from the target the following post. This technique does not apply any additional damage to augmented techniques. Does not affect Simple Techniques.
▰ Star's Overwhelming Fury Rank: C :: Complex {Overwhelming, B-ranked speed boost} Description: Like Charged Star's Fury, the user rushes the opponent. Then begins to stab forward with a Chakra-charged blade at mildly increased speeds per rank. The technique creates two chakra spears and an additional spear per rank of the technique executed. There are no pauses in between these thrusts and they can quickly overwhelm the opponent if not stopped. The chakra spears are able to be cast after the thrusts on the target. These spears are considered a separate action for the opponent to defend against.
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2019 2:20 am
Well now, the fact of the matter was, they had called his bluff. Chinchin being the man he was, wasn't used to anyone standing up to oppose him with such vigilance. He had used leverage to ascertain compliance, and where that failed he'd use intimidation tactics by boasting about the numbers in his organization or threaten the goon squad. This worked for small fish, but when it came to bigger fish of which he had apparently picked a fight with it was inaffable. He had been so careful, so elusive over these years, he was fit to use the ransoms if paid to as he said blow this joint but he stayed due to curry and convineance and it would be this lack of urgency damning him in the end. He only appeared strong due to playing up what he was capable and what he was capable was not much. Time felt as though it stopped when the fans made their saw like path towards the man. A moment of 's**t, ********.' would be made visible on his face. <******** Biiiiiiitch." His ineloquence a product of desperation.
The man would throw out his 'building up' attack and in that moment did the sound of metal tearing flesh did sound. Unki's target was the mans arms and so did it succeed. A limb landing nearby the moment Nozomi released her technique to mitigate damages. The technique itself...why it went out in a whimper as if to say there was little to no threat whatsoever confirming inadvertently it was all a bluff. "Gyaaaaah!' Chinchin would let loose his scream from his limb lost only to try and grip it to stipen the bleeding but to no avail as like a certain black knight from a film about a great quest for the holy grail before he could reach for it the other arm would fall to the ground like another lump of meat. Chinchin would look to the sky and exhume a howl to rival a pack of wolves before the wings which kept him aloft began to dissipate. Was Unki's attack a bit overkill? Just a bit.
As the ex-criminal crashed into the ground the sound of breaking knees would resonate as torrential amounts of blood was pouring from his lost limbs. Still however, in flight or fight response adrenaline kicked in the man attempted to stand despite unholy echoes of pain. Then came the nail in the coffin as Cashew dove inwards to ensure his escape impossible. The dust settling the mouse imposed his interrogation. Chinchins head having slumped, now looking down to the ground as if being ready for execution. His glasses, with no hands to adjust them fell to the ground as they assumed a partial crack. It was doubtful anyone would put them on but if they did they would discover what seemed to be the ability to partially see through..well solid matter. A form of discount Byakugan capable of looking through a few meters, enough meters to see-through clothing at a distance that seemed to be about thirty feet at most. It may have very well had other functions as well. If nary anyone investigated the item it would be put up as a reward for one of the three individuals when finally turning in the man.
Victory music aside. Cashew would receive the following answer. A brief laugh, before he spat on the mouse's feet. "Bow-wow."The man was bleeding out. Caught in a daze from every occurrence that had befallen him but just conscious enough that his cockiness remained. He was growing paler by the second. Unki's unfortunate overdoing of things that produced results likely far greater than expected was proving to be the roadblock in Cashews and likely any further interrogations. In short Chinchin was set on the idea of dying here from blood loss and out of spite he'd make his stand to be as useless as possible until then. ---------------------------------------------
Taiyō no Totsugeki [ Assault of the Sun God ] Rank: C Official Description: Creates a beam of light directed at an area five meters in radius of the user’s choosing. The beam of light comes from the brightest light source in the area and does varying amounts of damage based on the strength of the light source, which also determines the technique’s cost. A candle’s light will cause minor burns to all in the targeted area and is the equivalent of a D-Rank Jutsu, whereas direct sunlight will obliterate everyone and everything in the effect radius and costs an S+ amount. Requires a full post to charge before firing, though the user need not concentrate on the technique after forming the needed hand seals.
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She watched him go down as he was standing. How. He was bleeding so much. When the technique had been subdued she shook her arm as it was slightly burning for a moment. "Get him lay on the floor," in a flash, Nozomi went into the kitchen and found few wooden spoons or metal spoons. After finding strong sturdy items, she would whack the wooden spoon against the counter pretty hard to make sure it was strong and resilient. Sure enough, it was. Ran out of the kitchen, she was greeted with the smell of iron. "Follow me, Unki. Cashew, sit on his chest." Her voice was calm and unwavering. She wanted him alive and find out why he wanted pictures of her students in such a horrid way. As she made her way to Chinchin, she took off her vest and took off her shirt, leaving her in a fish net with black sports bra underneath it. If one was looking at her closely, they could see two lines on her chest where the heart would be, only centimeters apart. Her back had the same markings. As if she was stabbed by something long twice or once but two times, or who knows. Her hand gripped at the right areas of the fabric as it tore easily when she tore it and handed one long fabric to Unki and used another. Knelt down to the small growing puddle of warm liquid, "Okay. Unki, do this," She mentioned as she wrapped the fabric close to his upper arm and close to armpit. Then she got one of the spoon which was now a windlass and passed Unki the other one as she wrapped the fabric around the long end of the utensils and started to twist. "Keep twisting the windlass which is what that spoon is, until he stops bleeding." Sure enough, the more Nozomi twisted the more the bleeding would've slowed down towards stop. This was surely going to be painful and Nozomi hope to hell that he would remember this pain. "Once it stops bleeding do this," She then tied the ends of the fabric to the ends of another and made a knot. Once they both were done, Nozomi checked Unki's work and smiled softly, "Well done." She said with a smile as she then got up, her normally warm honey hues were dark and cold brown. Colder than the dead bark on a tree that had been forgotten and neglected for so long. How easy it would be right now, to kill him. To have his heart stop. To watch his soul leave his body through his eyes and the skin slowly turn into yellow. But then she remembered her students and she figured that he could live. For now. "Alright, we need to take him to the hospital. Normally, he would have two hours and we can use that to get information...but he already bled out quite a bit I would say between 5-55 minutes... Or we could wait for him to lose conscious and I could seal him into something." Then she looked over to Cashew, "If you allow me, I'll help you to try to find Akina-sensei and we both can help her, somehow."
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Posted: Wed Nov 27, 2019 11:03 pm
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Unki caught her fans. Putting and end to his freedom to cast techniques on bystanders was the woman's intention and she did so with preparations to keep him alive. Granted, Unki has very little medical training beyond, say, a couple of basic applications: applying pressure, sewing stitches, and protecting boo-boos with hydrogen peroxide and lots of gauze (her loving union to a surgeon didn't come in handy, apparently). She wasn't shying away. This wasn't a complete victory. Nozomi, Cashew, and presumably Toso even all want Chinchin alive. She couldn't let this failure weigh on her shoulders. Unki was even prepping herself to smack her burning palms on Chinchin's wounds like it was just another step to her plan. The woman got as far as coming to Chinchin's side with one hand taking aim but Nozomi's haste, ultimately, was what put Unki's cauterizing plot to a grinding halt. "Oh!" She pipes out in surprise as her heated hand recoils from the bleeding
photographer. There was so much spring in Unki's step as she backed up from Chinchin with Nozomi's return. Each step over to the opposite side of Chinchin was a springy, fluttering display of subdued pleasure. She takes a knee beside the photographer turned patient, shakes the heat from her hand, and accepts the torn strips of cloth once the fabric of Nozomi's shirt.
"Here I was going to burn them shut!"She said with an artless flip to dismiss her annoyingly long purple sleeves over her elbows. From here, the empress went to work following along under instruction. She copies the act of wrapping, twisting fabric and kitchen spoons into eventual knots, like Nozomi. "Oh, no, let''s not risk the reward."Unki couldn't help but disagree and certainly more so without an empty scroll to spare on her person. Waiting longer to rescue Chinchin was more than enough excitement. After she returns to her feet, Unki spun and backtracks in a hop to the door leading into the kitchen. A couple, firm kicks onto its hinges until creaking and clacking free from its bindings. She probably could have just pulled the pins out of the henges, but this is Unki we're talking about. Someone's life on the line was tugging on her impetuous nature slightly more than observation and simple logic. The door thumps to the floor and Unki's grip was well on the door's edge. She quickly tiptoes herself backwards, returning to Nozomi with the door in tow. "Let's have the hospital secure him first! Questions and answers later."
All they had to do now was move him. Unki drops the door and motions for Nozomi to help her move him. The odds were warning her that Chinchin could try to resist but that nasty fall to onto his knees probably tipped the scales in the trio's favor. In truth, this ordeal surely spiked some attention from the neighboring businesses and the authorities could've been notified. Dealing with CORE operatives could just take too long! When their makeshift stretcher was readied with its passenger, Unki began to look ready for the run with her knees bouncing. "Ready when you are."
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Passives
﹢Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank, and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses of techniques the same rank. Can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. ﹢B-rank:: Bloodline use reduction casting cost by [10] ﹢PA: Ease of Burdens: -5 chakra or stamina for specific technique 'path' usage (Taijutsu). ﹢Taika no Jutsu [ Fireproof Technique ] Rank: C :: Katon Listing
Attributes
﹢Shakuton users cannot be dehydrated by their own techniques, but can still be burnt. ﹢Heat Resistant: Shakuton users are accustomed to heat and humidity, and thus are not offset by such climates or Katon techniques. ( Refers to actual heat; not damage dealt by fire or fire techniques. )
tab Training tab Buki :: Weapon Sobagai Deba Sentou:: ﹢Two-fer-One:: The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives. Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique involving small weapons without paying the cost. This still requires the activation be utilized. ﹢Trick Technique: Blade’s Edge Rank: B :: Training Description: The user has learned to utilize projectile weapons with this style, allowing their small projectile weapons to be interchangeable with small weapons for this style. All projectile weapons used in this manner gain a slight speed increase for each rank of formless training with projectiles. This increase only applies to techniques from this style. tab Omoi Inshu ﹢Fortuitous Bracing - Rank: B :: Training Description: The user has learned to block with their weapons more effectively, keeping their body from eating the reverberation that comes with such powerful attack and defenses clashing. The user's defensive techniques acquire a heavy increase to fortitude.
﹢Training: 1,000,000 blows Rank: A :: Training Description: Learning to use their weapons in various methods, this training allows formless Tonfa strikes to treat armor as one tier lower, reducing light armor to nothing. tab Tai :: Training tab Freestyle Whirlwind ﹢Acrobatic Mastery : Rank: D :: Training Description: Having practiced their art with great concentration, the user has learned to change direction of their whorl technique.After this training is complete, the user may use up to one technique per post that would lower the descriptive ranks affecting their speed without suffering that reduction. The user gains the ability to use Somersault to evade once every three post without it consuming an activation, but only against opponents whose body rank is at or lower than the user’s ﹢Perfecting Balance : Rank: C :: Training Description: Due to their various training requiring parkour style actions, the user is more stable. This training allows the user to withstand off balancing effects or knock back effects as though they were one rank lower in strength. ﹢Parkour Mastery : Rank: A :: Training Description: The user becomes one with their momentum, learning how to harness their body as an almost perfect machine. After completing this training, the user’s reflexes gain any and all bonuses afforded to their speed.
The Gentle Art ﹢Combination Training : Rank: S :: Training Description: Once every three posts, the user is able to deliver a choking or locking technique for no activation when following a successful throwing technique. ﹢Minimum Effort; Maximum Efficiency : Rank: S :: Training Description: The user's throwing techniques require 5 less stamina per rank of the technique with a minimum cost of 5 stamina.
Small Circle Combatives ﹢ Small Circle Principle : Rank: S :: Training Description: The user has learned to utilize their physical arts with mimimal effort while obtaining equal results. Simple techniques require 5 less stamina per rank of the technique. This training may not be layered with other training that gives reductions of this manner
Pumping with adrenaline, along with small portions of both anger and fear, Cashew failed to notice Chinchin's physical state as he rushed in to intervene. The sudden rush of the scent of blood filling his nose alerted him to the limbs their perverted foe was now missing, laying on either side of him completely detached. Whatever Unki and Nozomi had done to prevent the preparation of his grand attack succeeded. Cashew couldn't help but feel worried about his current state, blood continuing to flow from his wounds; growing paler by the second. Having pity for such a man who has caused so much pain for many other people - Cashew included, was a feeling that the Mouseketeer struggled with internally. Chinchin deserved everything that happened to him up until now. He did not however, in Cashew's eyes, deserve to die. Sure, he was harboring valuable information that could find Akina-sensei, close this case, and prevent future ones for good. His life, no matter how pathetic it was at this current moment, was still precious. Who was Cashew to take that away from him?
Cashew was only partially confident that Chinchin would cooperate, given his situation. The man's mocking cackle was enough to confirm the opposite, and the mouse didn't budge as he spat at his feet, eyes fixed on Chinchin the entire time.
"Bow-wow"
The only movement would come in the form of the mouse's eyes, narrowing softly. "That's a very acceptable response, coming from you. Fitting, actually. For the b***h you are. You cinnamon roll glasses wearing, limp noodle-bodied, tacky dressing, walking Sunny D bottle, RAT-faced, curry-eatin', no-arms havin' a** b***h." In a blur, Swiss was drawn from the sheath, brutally beating the curry-smelling chump's backside without relent."I do not speak mutt, unfortunately. However, you do seem to be a little worse for wear. Allow us to help you." Not like Chinchin had the arms or any other means to protest. The moment Nozomi instructed that Cashew sit on his chest, the mouse did so without hesitation. Gently controlling his upper body to the ground, Cashew simply placed a foot on his chest, staring down at him with a look that would otherwise suggest he not make this any more difficult for himself. Both Nozomi and Unki began the process of preventing further blood loss from his wounds. Thankfully, Unki didn't have to cauterize said wounds... Cashew was not sure how he'd be able to handle such a stench. In the meantime, a small reflection of light caught his eye, drawing attention to the pair of glasses Chinchin once had on his face.
The glasses were brought up to his face, the frames of said eye wear extending passed his head a bit. Through them however, while looking at Chinchin, he could view his bare torso as if he wasn't wearing a shirt at all. Was he using these... to spy on people? The glasses were lowered, and once again another narrowed gaze settled on the pervert. If there was one thing the trio agreed on, it was getting this fool to a hospital. "Right. He'll need medical attention ASAP." His eyes were still focused on Chinchin, but appeared to be looking through or even past him at this point as Nozomi offered to aid him in his quest to find his beloved teacher Akina-sensei. Ears flattening, he remained eerily silent for some time. He could not shake the tightness in his stomach, and the urge to immediately deny her offer. This was all his fault. Had he only done better five years ago, perhaps even Nozomi and Unki wouldn't have gotten caught in all of this. Cashew deeply felt this was something he needed to handle on his own. He could not bear placing his burdens on someone else... and what if he were to fail again? How would his actions, or lack thereof, permanently change this new Academy teacher's life should things go wrong. "I..."
There was a pause, and both women would see Cashew's body visibly shrink slightly upon letting out a sigh. "We need to get him to a hospital. Now." Removing his weight from Chinchin's chest, Cashew headed back behind the counter once Unki came back with a door to... carry Chinchin out with? His nose led him to another scent, of a man whose hands appeared to have been seared off, lying on the floor. "This man as well..." He'd call out to the two females. Upon waking him up, he'd first ensure that the man was safe, so long as he didn't react in a hostile manner upon encountering a talking mouse - which Cashew also took into account, assuring the man that he meant no harm, and that he was here to help. So long as the man allowed, he'd perform the same routine the girls did for Chinchin, wrapping his wounds tightly in clean towels found in the drawers, and escort him to where the rest of the group was. Once Chinchin and his arms were secure on the door, he, Unki and Nozomi quickly headed to the Hospital. [ Exit ]
