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After the Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended, the world was experiencing a time of peace. The villages for once were able to live in relative harmony with one another as they rebuilt, and for once, all seemed to be well. The kage were able to live peaceful lives and soon began retiring, passing on the baton to the next generations. That is until an unknown virus infects the northern coast. The first to fall is the once powerful Raikage, Ay. While many thought this virus was a simple mutation of what may have well been the flu, no one would ever think of the destruction it would cause. Especially when it infected a certain Uzumaki Naruto.
With his death came the malice; with the malice came the destruction; with the destruction came the shinobi' revolt; and with the revolt came the sacrifices. The Bijuu became filled with malice that they sought to destroy the world. Shinobi sought a way to fight them and once again capture each of the Bijuu. Time passed, and a plan was devised. The Jinchuuriki would be sacrificed for the greater good of the world, and with the deaths of nine individuals, an uneasy peace began.
As time continued, the villages began to truly restructure. In a peace that would last 80 years after the downfall of the Bijuu, the world would see the creation of a great many things. Technology was beginning to take root and before long the blossoms that grew from the tree of the advanced mind would bear fruit. A many great things came to be. A railroad between the vast many nations. Mechanical limbs to replace lost ones. Radios that could reach between villages. Everything seemed to be becoming less reliant on the shinobi. Only the need for them never truly vanished. As with the growth of time, also continued the growth of malice.
Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 22, 2014 20:39:37 GMT
Dark eyes scanned the ground as she moved, looking for the small shopping bag that had been left behind. "It's around here somewhere..." She shot a glance to her companion, eye's narrowing. "Thank you for stating the obvious." Her lips curved downward faintly, the faint irritation at the inconvenience made worse by the crowds of people. "The next time you ask me to let you help carry the bags, I'm going to remind you of this moment."
Air shot from a moist nose in a huff, blowing away the dust that the humans were kicking up with every ungainly step. 'Humans...' Tawny eyes scanned for the lump of misshapen plastic bag he'd left behind, his head lowered to make it easier to peek through the moving legs. "He was giving out free samples. Of meat."
"You shouldn't take food from strangers." The murmur was halfhearted at best. He never learned, and it was her own fault. Humoring him always ended causing her trouble in one way or another. "At least it wasn't expensive." She hated to waste, but she hated crowds more; she was about ready to write off the missing bag as a lost cause. A single spool of sewing thread was not worth this much trouble.
“You'll never get to know her if you're always like this.”
“I know, but...”
“Get your ass over there or I hide your vest for a week.”
“Damnit...”
Yuu blew bubbles into his blue drink, simmering with mixed feelings of apprehension and irritation. He and his brother had come to the market to have drinks at the local café, sitting at a small outside table. It had been by happenstance that Kyo had spotted Adachi Shizuka hunting around with her cat. Yuu had always been understandably shy with girls, but Kyo could tell his sibling had a deeper interest in this one and had for a while. It was just as well; the girl was an older kunoichi who was accomplished in her field. He'd heard she was a blast user, but had a nasty temperament that not many had the moxie to match. His meek little “brother” needed a kickstart if he was going to get on with his life. It was better to get rejected and move on than stay behind with blind longing. But Yuu was a determined type; never one to give up easy. Hell, Kyo could admit at times that his sister had more balls than he did.
“Better go before she finds her thing.”
“I'm going, I'm going.”
Taking the last sip of his drink, Yuu grabbed his quiver and bow from the adjacent seat and headed into the crowd. The threat had not been an empty one; Kyo had stolen his undervest before for not behaving. Hat unusually absent from his lilac head, Yuu brushed his hair out of his eyes, scanning to relocate the girl amongst the other people. Locating the cat first, he slung the quiver over his shoulder lackadaisically, bow left in hand albeit held upright as to not impede with the moving crowd as it would on his back or at his side.
As he neared it occurred to him he had no idea what to say to her. This wasn't like his usual interactions with the girl, normally at Dave's clinic or at Dave's home, tending to the mundane tasks of blood pressure and temperature check, and distributing medicines, drug facts and demonstrations that Dave simply couldn't be fucked to give anymore. Asking her the time or day was a lot harder than asking her if she's smoking or pregnant.
As he crossed the river of people and reached the other side, he stepped on something hard, accompanied by the crisp sound of a plastic bag. Pausing and getting bumped into by a passerby without apology (some people were just so rude, weren't they?), he hooked the curl of his recurve into the handle of the bag. Examining the contents, it appeared to be a sole spool of black thread, recently purchased by the receipt. Perhaps this was the fabled glass slipper lost by the princess to be found by the prince? For magic to occur once it's united with it's owner? No, Yuu, this isn't a fairytale. The corners of his lips curved. Perhaps he needed to invest in more hobbies that didn't involve reading fiction and playing with beeswax. Tipping the bow upward so that the bag was lifted off the ground, he approached the girl, slightly less hesitant with something to give her. Hopefully it was the thing she was looking for. Once he reached her, back towards him, he extended the end of the recurve towards her, bag hanging freely off the end of the twirl.
Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 22, 2014 22:42:54 GMT
Shi turned her head when the rustle of plastic approached, focusing on the small bag dangling from a vaguely familiar weapon. “Looking for something, miss?” Were the voice not more familiar, her irritation would likely have doubled. How often had she watched some creep stroll up on a woman and ask such clichéd one-liners? 'Too many.' She plucked the bag from the curved wood, a small frown on her face as she turned completely. "Thank you." She observed the male briefly, considering her options. He'd done her a favor, but offering a reward for something so inconsequential was ridiculous. Her weight shifted, the bag rustling. She was never very good at coming up with things to say, which she supposed was expected of her. In the end, she could only come up with stating the obvious. "The cat was the one that lost it." It sounded petty even to her, but the last thing she needed was to be associated with something so inept as losing one's belongings.
Jun huffed again, his whiskers drooping faintly. "It wasn't lost, just misplaced. We found it, didn't we?" She glanced down. "He found it. By that logic he should be the one that gets to go home and have dinner now." Jun's smile returned, long, rounded ears perked at the idea. "He could come with us." Golden eyes were alight. "He should. You should ask him." His grin widened, showing pointed teeth. Shi frowned. "I'm sure he has far better things to do than entertain you." Dark eyes cast a wary glance toward the topic of their chat through her bangs. She hoped he did, at least.
First step to break the ice: underway. Yuu knew he had an igloo to crack and no weak points to start with. He'd just need to make his own weak points. Grabbing his metaphorical goggles and pick, he retracted the bow, resting the end on the walk. From the corner of one icy blue eye he could see his brother, intentionally within his field of vision, thumbs up and goofy grin that would get numbed straight off his face any other day. It was much more amusing watching him drool uncontrollably.
“The cat was the one who lost it.”
“It wasn't lost, just misplaced. We found it, didn't we?”
Animals that could speak always intrigued Yuu. Veterinary medicine was a different division, but at the end of the day, flesh was flesh, bone was bone. He wanted to know how the biology of a shinobi animal companion differed from an animal of the same species with lesser intelligence. Just what makes a cat more than just a cat?
“He found it. By that logic he should be the one that gets to go home and have dinner now.”
“He could come with us.” Both humans paused to look down at the beaming cat. “He should. You should ask him.”
Thank you, Jun.
“I'm sure he has far better things to do than entertain you.”
“Actually,” Yuu started, dropping to a kneel to rub the large cat between his ears, “My day's free. I'd love to come entertain you.”
Giving one last rub between the ears, Yuu shifted the grip on his quiver, arrows within clacking against eachother. Tapping the end of his bow against his heel, he thought of something.
“Are you two heading home? If you're not doing anything, would you like...” He was so twisting Kyo's balls next time they were alone. “...to have dinner?”
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Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 23, 2014 3:14:11 GMT
"My day's free. I'd love to come entertain you." Of course he was free. She ignored the purring monstrosity that had gotten her into this mess. "Are you two heading home? If you're not doing anything, would you like...to have dinner?" Shi blinked slowly, wondering briefly if the medic was somehow defective. It seemed like a fair assumption; why else would he be asking her to a meal? She glanced at Jun, unsurprised to see the hopeful look on his face. The furry menace never turned down a full stomach, after all.
Her teeth pinched the inside of her lip, considering her options. In her experience saying no just led to being pestered until she gave in, an annoyance she wasn't particularly interested in dealing with. Then again, this boy wasn't Namame. He'd never been particularly irritating when they interacted in the past, and she preferred to keep things that way if at all possible. He was the only other medic she knew aside from Dave and more professional than most his age; eating food was a lot less annoying than having to go to the hospital if she was in need of patching up. "I suppose everyone has to eat somewhere..."
She had to think it over, Yuu'd expected as much. He knew from experience that small talk wasn't especially welcomed by this girl. He'd heard from Kashii, a favored partner of sorts to his shishou, that Shi had a better side to her if you didn't let her drive you away. Yuu wanted to see that for himself; although immediately blurting out going to dinner hadn't been the most tactful way to go about it. Oh well.
“I suppose everyone has to eat somewhere...”
She said yes. She said yes. Yes wasn't in the sentence but it was not a no she said yes. It was only his professionalism that held his expression in place, but it could not keep the smile form forming. Oh but now what, Yuu hadn't expected her to say yes. He paused for a moment, mind scanning restaurants. Many of his at-home meals consisted of cheap instant food, as he and his brother combined couldn't cook the white of an egg inside the fire itself. He could easily afford a decent dinner at a place that would service the ninneko as well. After a moment's more thinking, the perfect place came to mind: The Kurokara Diner. Small and family-owned, but a nice place. He and Kyo used to go there a lot when they were younger. He specifically remembered a varied menu for animal companions; the daughter had been a veterinary medic.
“Then I know just the place.”
Yuu slipped the strap of the quiver over his head, bow following suit, and adjusted the strap and string that crossed his chest. Stepping aside, he made a gesture that said “after you.” The diner in question was in the direction he'd come from; thankfully on this side of the street. Yuu always preferred sitting at the outside bistro tables when available, but he had a feeling that the quieter atmosphere inside the restaurant would please the girl more. That was, assuming, he could find something that pleased her. Perhaps asking the former instructor or teammates could provide him some insight on the girl's preferences that could not be acquired through simple transactions through the clinic.
Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 23, 2014 19:15:30 GMT
“Then I know just the place.”
"Hn." She shoved the small shopping bag in her pocket—she should've done that from the start, bothersome cat—and moved through the gradually thinning throng of people toward what she hoped would be greener or at the very least less crowded pastures. Jun's idle prattling had a new target and she only half-listened on the way to the little diner. The quaint atmosphere was familiar enough, Jun loved being catered to, and the patio was usually quiet enough. She adjusted her hip pouch one-handed as she sat, scanning the tables out of habit. She preferred sitting in corners when possible but she still had a decent view of the entrances, so it would do. Jun preened as he jumped into his very own seat, making her eyes roll. "No climbing on the table, Jun."
Feline eyes rolled. It was one time. "I just wanted to taste." His whiskers twitched, as unruffled by her moodiness as ever. "Whatcha getting?" Shi placed the animal-friendly menu before him and sat back, reading over her own. Every few lines her gaze lifted, landing on the male at their table before scanning her surroundings. She wouldn't be at all surprised if this little outing had an unwelcome audience.
The service was quick as always and normally she liked that best, but once her drink arrived and her order had been taken she no longer had a menu to shield herself with. She folded the menu and slid it into the slot between the half-empty condiments bottles, her fingers lacing as her hands rested on the dime a dozen tabletop. She might as well get down to business. "Did Namame put you up to this?"
Shi didn't seem too exceptionally thrilled, but she accompanied him even so, and he didn't really care. It was entertaining her that would be the more important part. Not much seemed to interest her from what he had gathered in sly questions to those she was better acquainted with. Kashii had provided better answers than Shishou had, but putting those particular events into play would take building up to.
“How's your hunting been?” the cat asked, referring to the bow Yuu carried. He was aware it was a hunting weapon, not just a human-killing tool. “Have you caught any plump rabbits with it?”
Yuu gave a short amused laugh at the cat. He didn't hunt animals; he had no use for the meat if he could never cook it through anyway. It was either undercooked or burned, there was no edible in-between. Ever.
“I'm usually too busy collecting herbs out there to have time to hunt rabbits. Caught any mice recently?”
“Mm!” the cat hummed, “Of course. But my Shi always complains when I bring her one. Can't understand why,” Jun said, flicking his ear as he padded alongside.
“I'll make sure there's no mice on the menu, then,” Yuu replied with a grin.
Talking to the cat was always odd, Yuu ended up treating the animal like a child, humoring the feline with equally serious answers. Yuu grew up with bees, creatures whom simply did not have the intelligence capacity to speak let alone behave on a proper sentient level. The suzumebachi Kamizuru bees were smarter than the average honeybee, but to an outsider, the difference was slight, if noticeable at all.
When they were escorted to the small terrace outside, a fenced-in area next to the entrance, Yuu set the bow beside the free chair, glancing over the rimless lenses at the cat whom took his own seat at the small table. Following the bow went the quiver, and he sat across from the girl, whom hid herself behind the menu. There was awkward silence until the drinks arrived, and Shi initiated the conversation.
“Did Namame put you up to this?”
There was an inward sigh. No, my brother did...
“Kashii has impressive charisma but his charm isn't too effective on me. He couldn't put me up to anything I didn't want to do, try as he may.” Yuu fingered one of the green-dyed feather fletching arrows; the green ones were barbed. “I have effective ways of warding him off if he tries too hard.”
Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 23, 2014 23:00:30 GMT
"Kashii has impressive charisma but his charm isn't too effective on me. He couldn't put me up to anything I didn't want to do, try as he may." Apparently the man only possessed dogged determination when it came to annoying her, not everyone. "I have effective ways of warding him off if he tries too hard."
The pad of her thumb tapped her knuckle idly. "Then there's some other game being played, perhaps? A dare of some sort, I'd guess." It wouldn't surprise her, people do such idiotic things when they're bored. "Whatever it is you hope to get out of this you could have just asked."
“Then there's some other game being played, perhaps? A dare of some sort, I'd guess.” Yuu frowned at the assumption. “Whatever it is you hope to get out of this you could have just asked.”
Yuu fingered the fletching for a moment longer before dropping his hand to rest on the tabletop.
“I admit I was given a push to come talk to you, but I assure you it was by no dare. What I wished for was some of your time, and I've been granted that. As for asking... I'd like to take just a little more of your time.”
A hand rose to his face, covering his mouth and cheekbones. That sounded so... cheesy, didn't it? Ice-and-lavender eyes gazed to the left across the crowd, a lilac head barely visible at a shop across the street. Yuu would need to find a way to get rid of Kyo, depending on how this went, but for now the gaze returned to his company.
“How is your dokujutsu coming? I've seen you go through many injectors... perhaps I could introduce you to some interesting toxins that most people shouldn't know about.”
Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 24, 2014 0:20:22 GMT
"I admit I was given a push to come talk to you, but I assure you it was by no dare. What I wished for was some of your time, and I've been granted that. As for asking... I'd like to take just a little more of your time." The faintest crease formed at her brow. Her time? 'Maybe he is defective...' At the very least he must be a glutton for punishment. Shi was well aware that being in her company was considered a chore by some; she put a fair bit of effort into keeping it that way. "How is your dokujutsu coming? I've seen you go through many injectors... perhaps I could introduce you to some interesting toxins that most people shouldn't know about."
'He wants to help me think of even more ways to hurt people?' The corner of her mouth lifted into a small smirk. Definitely not Namame's doing then. "I don't get to try anything new very often. It's difficult to find a proper test subject." It was not-so-surprisingly difficult to find any volunteers to try a poison on, even the non-lethal ones, and you can only take someone by surprise so many times. "Tried and true recipes are convenient, but not very interesting."
At least this one seemed to be an idea she approved of.
“I don't get to try anything new very often. It's difficult to find a proper test subject.” That was a very true thing. “Tried and true recipes are convenient, but not very interesting.”
A smile played at his lips. Then she'd definitely find this conversation take an interesting turn. It was good he knew about the poisons, and he likely knew much, much more about them than she did.
“There are always interesting things to learn about poisons. Have you ever swallowed an appleseed, Shi?” Yuu held his right hand out in front of him, cupped as if holding something within. “Crush a handful of appleseeds into a paste. You'll have hydrogen cyanide.”
He curled his fingers closed into a fist and let it rest on the table. It took a little bit more than that to turn it into an effective poison, but it was the base and could kill when ingested.
“There's a very fine line we apothecaries walk on between medicines and poisons. I don't need a test subject to tell you ways to drop a man within hours.”
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Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 24, 2014 1:55:50 GMT
“Crush a handful of appleseeds into a paste. You'll have hydrogen cyanide." She hummed noncommittally. Apple seeds indeed. "There's a very fine line we apothecaries walk on between medicines and poisons. I don't need a test subject to tell you ways to drop a man within hours."
Shi observed the boy briefly, dark eyes giving away nothing. At a glance he didn't strike her as the type to care for such a subject. Then again, his expertise probably came from attempting to counter those dangerous substances. "Discovering what toxin kills a man is easy, Yuu; children can do that much on accident." She tapped the table with her nails idly, considering the topic. "Death at all is the easiest thing in the world to achieve. An air bubble inside a poorly cared for injector can cause that much." So many ways to kill a man, it was miraculous they survived as long as they did, really.
She lifted her cup and glanced at the nearby tables, watching the people around them eat and go about their daily lives as though such grim subjects didn't exist. For her these morbid things were beyond the norm, they were a hobby. The very thought made her smirk faintly. "The purpose of blending those toxins isn't death, it's to ensure he suffers in all the ways you desire." She took a long sip and set her empty cup down quietly, sitting back in her seat to observe the boy. He didn't get squeamish easily or he'd never have been able to become a medic, but everyone would squirm if you prodded just the right spot, and she wondered idly what his threshold was. "One who's truly mastered a craft like poison makes their targets wish for the mercy of death, and can do so without ever coming close to providing that mercy."
Yuu listened intently as she provided very valid points. It was indeed easy to kill a man. A good portion of his job required not killing one. At the same time, he excelled in live capture. Yuu rarely, if ever, killed. It wasn't that he was incapable of it, he never needed to. He became a shinobi to protect and to heal, but there was much, much more to it than that. Yuu wasn't so ignorant as to think he shouldn't and wouldn't need to take lives in this profession. But he didn't need to. There were so very many other viable options.
“You propose a valid argument. But not all poisons kill. Those types of toxins are, perhaps, the most favorable. It's satisfying watching the enemy drop to the knees from a hell that cannot be relieved by death. Burning from the inside out, paralysis, permanent blindness, uncontrollable convulsions, and any combination in between. I'm trained to save lives, but that can also be read as trained to not take them.”
Yuu'd done little outside research on the make of poisons; there were plenty to be crafted from the medicinal greenhouse. With his fuuinjutsu, replication of the effects of poison was just as easy without the risk of infecting an ally. He knew of a variety of garden plants, but could easily read into more. This was a topic she seemed to show interest in. Even at home the Kamizuru honeybees had a specific sectioned off area that led into the mountains. That particular hive cultivated pollen from foxglove, rhododendron, and more. In short, natural food poisoning. It tasted sweet and masked the heavy toxins it was crafted with.
“What types do you favor most?”
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Post by Adachi Shizuka on Jul 24, 2014 5:05:54 GMT
“What types do you favor most?”
Now that was a difficult question, there was so much to choose from.
"It depends on the situation, I suppose. The only thing I get to use with regularity are tranquilizers. Fast-onset and just long lasting enough to decide between execution and capture. Plus they're harmless enough if an interloper gets in the way or caught in the crossfire." She glanced at the cat who'd learned how to dodge projectiles very, very well over the years.
"Toxins with hallucinogenic properties are intriguing, but not very reliable as a weapon. If you want to be able to consistently alter a target's perception a certain way and do lasting damage to the psyche you're better off learning genjutsu than drugging them." Her lips pursed in thought. "If I had to choose something else of the non-lethal variety, I imagine it would be a paralytic." She stared through the tabletop. "To be trapped in your own body, unable to move but completely aware of your own helplessness... Find a way to achieve that long-term without paralyzing the diaphragm in the process and it would be an ideal tool." Physical pain could be endured far more easily than that maddening sense of powerlessness. "More damaging toxins would be interesting to play with, but whether they'd be practical to mass-produce for use in the field would be up for debate.
