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Soaring though the night sky, the cyborg was headed to the nearest inhabited area it could locate.

After successfully downloading it's new upgrade, the next objective was to repair it's own voice module as for now, the cyborg would have to make due with communicating simillary to a rattle as all he could verbally speak on his own was puppet clicks and sparks out of his mouth. However, recently the new download he'd acquired, designated as Pandora, was apparently able to not only understand his clicks but could possibly translate for him as well. This was a rather nice development.

He'd initially landed somewhere in the desert but due to his puppet abilities the searing forces of nature were more of a temporary annoyance. Currently, he was in his Flight Armor utilizing it's flight capabilities it did not take long to locate civilization from above.

Flying closer to the village under the cover of night and a moonless sky, the flare from his chakra propulsors may have caught the attention of any eagle eyed onlookers. A humanoid looking object with black jet wing panels extending from it's shoulder blades he would be an odd sight to behold at best.

Have you ever been here before?

-Clicks-

It'll be both our first times then! I'm supre excited!

[Forced Entry]
1 Hour
Half-Time Card Used

A burst of bright chakra of red and gold would fill the night sky as the Phoenix flew up into the sky. His chakra mode was activated and he wouldnt allow the Baron Twins to send more mercenaries to come and attack his village. Not today. Not ever again.

He gritted his teeth.

It was time to make a stand

[Stopped]

[BMod Called]

The cool night air passing over the panels of the human puppet cyborg as it flew through the skies towards what it assumed was habited area. A sudden burst of chakra appeared before the cyborg and halted it's progression. The two facing each other mid air, each floating through the power of their unique chakras.

Warning signals from the system were popping up repeatedly. Triggered by the sudden appearance of this person before him, the man seemed to be looking for a fight, his intent was made even more clear by the lack of a greeting.

[ Warning_
Warning_
...
Hostile Target Detected_
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Initializing Countermeasures_
...
Processing_ ]

In truth, this unit had not had it's battle capabilities fully tested since it rebooted back in Fire Country, having run into very few living beings since being reawakened, this was the first organic being to confront him in this way. In this instance, Pandora may have spoken up to defuse the situation, but as Sekuro's systems began to reroute power to the appropriate battle related functions, power was inadvertently temporarily diverted from her and thus the only response to the hostilities that greeted the man in front of him was the rattle of a puppet.

- Clicks -

The cyborg showed no open form of hostility, simply responding as best it could with it's broken voice box, but nonetheless, it's Systems were primed to retaliate. The gritted teeth and the accompanied expression from the man in front of him was enough to inform the cyborg that he was very angry about something.

[Actions Sent]

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Rply: Sekruo was flying using Wind Valk puppet + Puppet Symbiosis
Rply: Sekuro's summon was going to speak for him, but according to the rules, now that a b mod has appeared, I must summon it in battle.
GLHF

The Phoenix chakra mode blazed around Shin like a star in the night sky, gold and crimson energy crackling with barely restrained fury. two days. two days since the attack that had torn through his village, and now another intruder dared approach under cover of darkness.

His eyes locked onto the mechanical figure before him—humanoid, but clearly not entirely human. Black wing panels, chakra propulsors, the telltale signs of extensive puppetwork or worse. The clicking sounds it made only reinforced his assessment.

"I don't know who sent you," Shin's voice cut through the air, hard as steel. "The Baron Twins, some other faction looking to capitalize on our wounds, or if you're just some scavenger thinking Sunagakure is vulnerable."

His hands moved through seals with practiced precision, chakra strings already extending invisibly into the night air, ready to connect to the gate's defensive mechanisms below or to strike directly.

"But you chose the wrong night. The wrong village. And the wrong Kazekage."

The Phoenix aura flared brighter, his stance shifting into a combat-ready position. There would be no more surprise attacks on his watch. No more bodies pulled from rubble. No more funeral pyres.

"You have one chance to power down those systems and submit to inspection. Refuse, and I will dismantle you piece by piece until I find out exactly what your purpose here is."

His voice dropped lower, dangerous.

"Choose quickly."

[Actions Sent to Mod]

0.00 Sekuro draws and throws a smoke bomb At himself & Shin! (Priority)
- Hits! (Sekuro 38 vs 34 Shin)
~ Both Shin & Sekuro are in Stealth. (Both lose track of each other)
0.00 Sekuro Does something! (Priority)
0.00 Shin Does something (Priority)
0.00 Shin Does something (Priority)
0.50 Shin Does Something! (Smart Action)
1.25 Shin Blind Shot Attack's Sekuro!
- Blindshot: Pass (Shin: 28 vs 27 Sekuro)
- Miss (Sekuro 41 vs 35 Shin)
1.25 Shin tries to cast/blindshot a free Genjutsu - Skipped.
2.25 Sekuro blind shot attacks Shin!
- Blindshot: Failed! (Sekuro 27 vs 34 Shin)
- Auto Miss!
3.75 Shin Does Nothing - Action Skipped
5.66 Sekuro summons something!
6.11 Sekuro does a something!
6.25 Shin Does Nothing! - Action Skipped
8.50 Shin Does Nothing! - Action Skipped

Notes:
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Stealth kinda made things weird, but I know you both were watching in Roll Channel.

Chakra blared from the man in front of the cyborg. Vibrant and intense, they were the flames of a man who had been brought to a breaking point. What had Sekuro done to invite such ire from a man he'd never met before? That scenario, among others were currently being processed within the puppet's systems.

-Clicks-

His head would rattle with the same clicks from earlier. Unable to fully communicate in this instance, the resources to utilize his recent speech upgrade were being diverted to Sekuro's defensive systems. A conflict in programming but not one that couldn't be solved, eventually.

WHOOSH

A plum of black smoke filled the air in all directions obscuring vision for both entities. Within the smoke, Sekuro's puppet programming would calculate its next phase of action.

So far, the man had not yet attacked Sekuro, and the cyborg had no apparent reason to attack the man first, but as the smoke obscured the vision of the mid-air battlefield, the cyborg would only just manage to evade -something- attacking him within the smoke.

He had been attacked.

[ System: Warning_
...
Warning_
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Hostile Entity Engaging_
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Deploying Counter Measures ]

Within the obscured plume of smoke, the cyborg began weaving handseals. Unknown to his attacker, Sekuro's systems were beginning to warm up. There was a feeling beginning to creep up upon the cyborg. Something primal that he hadn't felt in some time. A nostalgic feeling, almost hunger-like, yet still unknown to the cyborg, he continued to weave his seals.

[ Initiating Offensive Protocols_
...
Loading... ]

The clacking of puppet shakes would echo through the sky. What was one puppet was now audibly more than that. How many more?

Steeped in black smoke Shin would be assaulted from all sides by multiple figures all resembling Sekuro. Skilled as he was, the Kazekage managed to avoid each strike. This was not unaccounted for as the attack itself only served as a method of distraction. The figures attacking the Kazekage would keep him busy, along with the cover of the smokescreen, Sekuro was safe to load it's next attack.

As he fought, the Kazekage may or may not have begun to notice that the echoes of puppet clattering bodies only seemed to multiply over time.

Unknown to Sekuro, the Sand village had recently been attacked. The cyborg's presence in their territory is what spurred their young leader to jump into protecting his village from what he had assumed was a credible threat.

Ironically, Sekuro had not come here specifically seeking a fight, however, the young Kage, in his haste attacked Sekuro first, inadvertently initiating the cyborg's combat protocols.

Perhaps through the language of combat would they be able to communicate more effectively, as the night sky served as the sole witness to their duel.

[Sending Actions]

[MFT 466]

The black smoke billowed around him like a shroud, obscuring everything in the night sky. Shin's Phoenix aura flickered and pulsed, casting shifting shadows through the dark cloud, but even with his enhanced senses, tracking his opponent had become nearly impossible.

Calm. Focus.

The mechanical clicks echoed from multiple directions now, above, below, to his sides. The attacks came swift and numerous, puppet bodies lunging through the smoke. Shin twisted and weaved through the air, his body moving on instinct honed through years of combat. Each strike missed him by mere inches, but he could feel them multiplying.

This isn't random. There's a pattern. A purpose.

His mind began to shift, drawing on the ancient techniques passed down through the Twilight Sages. The chaos of battle, the confusion of the smoke, the mounting numbers of his opponent—none of it mattered if he couldn't center himself.

Shin closed his eyes.

In the darkness behind his eyelids, he found clarity. The Phoenix chakra that blazed around him began to pulse in rhythm with his breathing. Slow. Steady. Controlled. The frantic energy of moments before crystallized into something sharper, more focused. His consciousness expanded outward, feeling for the disturbances in the air, the subtle shifts in chakra flow.

The Twilight Sage techniques weren't about seeing with eyes, they were about perceiving with the soul.

"You're not just a machine," Shin called out through the smoke, his voice calmer now, though no less dangerous. "Those movements... there's something deliberate about them. Something almost..."

He paused, his enhanced perception picking up another wave of attacks forming in the darkness.

"Alive."

The realization didn't soften his stance, but it added a new dimension to his understanding. This wasn't a mindless weapon. Whatever this cyborg was, it was responding, reacting. The question was, could it be reasoned with, or had his initial attack already sealed their fates?

[Actions Sent]

Haven't to retract this mod for the moment; problem with actions/conditionals.

As the smokescreen faded, the true battle would begin. Before the Kagekage was a man that had been combined with puppet machinery and set upon the world.

His puppet

Visually confirmed, Shin was surrounded. Within the cover of the now dispersed smoke cloud, Sekuro had summoned his hoard of puppet drones. Each drone appearing as a ghastly form of some humanoid draped in matching cloaks which further added to their haunting aura.

Sekuro hid himself within the hoard. Constantly shifting and moving between the purposefully unspecific looking puppets. His goal, to catch his opponent off guard.

The warmth of his systems continued to urge on a feeling long since dormant in the cyborg. He was coming alive.

[System: Danger_
Danger_
Illusory Chakra Detected_
...
Activating Chakra dampeners_ ]

Panels on Sekuro's shoulder shifted, allowing for a second set of smaller panels to eject and began to hover just outside of his body. They would vibrate softly releasing a consistent mist of chakra. This chakra would temporally negate the effects of illusions placed on Sekuro, hopefully long enough to subdue his opponent.

The opportunity came in an instant. A blind spot in his target's defenses, Sekuro reached out with an ejected, chakra propelled set of arms that wrapped themselves around the body his prey. Reeling himself into the bound Kage, Sekuro would attempt once again to communicate.

-Static-

White noise would be all that was audible. Another failed attempt at conveying words. Sekuro was here in hopes of finding someone who could fix this issue of his but he was suddenly attacked, and now, the wiring circulating his chakra was heating up and he was feeling energized. The man would try and resist Sekuro's grasp, but to no avail. Sekuro would attempt once more at communicating.

-Static-

More white noise, he unraveled himself from the Kage, and let loose another combo, this time aiming to debilitate his chakra supply even further and as synchronized perfectly, the puppet under the guise of the legendary shinobi Kuromaru, began to wail on the blonde Kage with it's own flurry of blows.

Attacks from all sides, blood had been drawn and Sekuro would begin to weave more signs ordering another wave of puppet drones to attack.

[Error_
Error_
...
Drone functionality exceeded_ ]

A spark flew from his hand and his arm twitched in recoil. Feedback from attempting to exceed his puppet limitations was his thirst for battle stronger than his programming?

This recoil was enough time for his opponent to regain his footing. Weaving seals a large plume of smoke would appear, revealing an even larger winged creature.

[Danger_
Danger_
Additional Hostile Targets Detected_ ]

And a clone that looked to heal the man as well. He was playing defensively, this told Sekuro that he had the upper hand afterall.

But he was different now. Chakra pulsed from him with intense pressure, he had changed himself. How powerful had he now become?

[System: Warning_
Warning_
Hostile Threat Level Increasing_
...
Caution Advised_ ]

The internal notices that would pop up for Sekuro warned of his opponent's growth in power but the human core within the cyborg still wanted to test the man. To see just how much more he could endure. What were the limits of his power?

Could Sekuro exceed that threshold?

Strong allies littered the field of play. Sekuro's hoard of puppet drones, Captained by his legendary puppet Kuromaru. There was hidden irony in this battle that none baring witness would come to know.

Sekuro, was the result of a forced Human Puppet surgery. The core body he now piloted once belonged to a shinobi named Minamoto Shiromaru, the son of the now human puppet Minamoto Kuromaru. A sad and twisted fate had befallen father and son, however, their spirit for battle would not be extinguished as that feeling is what powered the chakra core for the now human puppet Sekuro. Father and Son would fight together, even though both were technically gone from this world, their spirits carried on.

He would stare down his opponent, cold, machine eyes and circuitry boring into the soul of the Kage before him.

Sekuro wanted to know just how much resolve he had.

[Sending Actions]
[MFT]
WC:600+

The Phoenix Sage Mode blazed brighter, his wings spreading wide as flames danced across the golden-red feathers. The transformation was complete, Shin had merged fully with Tetsuya's chakra, becoming something more than human, more than sage. The air around him shimmered with heat as his power surged.

His eyes, now carrying the sharp, predatory focus of his Phoenix companion, locked onto the cyborg and its swarm of puppet drones. The mechanical creature had proven formidable, but Shin could see the pattern now and the way it moved, the limits of its programming trying to exceed themselves.

"I gave you a chance to stand down," Shin's voice carried through the night sky, resonant with both human authority and avian fury. "You answered with aggression."

He raised one hand toward the cyborg, his phoenix wings spreading wider as embers fell from their burning edges. But there was a calculated restraint in his posture now, not weakness, but control.

"This is your final warning. Power down your systems and communicate your purpose here. My Medical Assistant stands ready, not to heal me, but to ensure I don't outright kill you when you inevitably push forward without answering."

His gaze swept across the puppet swarm, then back to the cyborg's cold, mechanical eyes.

"I am Chikamatsu Shin, Twelfth Kazekage of Sunagakure. My village was attacked two days ago. You will NOT be the next threat to harm my people."

The flames along his wings intensified, phoenix fire reflecting in his determined eyes.

"Speak. Now. Or I dismantle every last drone and discover your purpose from whatever core remains."

Behind him, Tetsuya screeched, a sound that echoed across the desert night like a challenge and a promise.

[Sending Actions]

As the two combatants stared each other down, another warning would echo from the mouth of the Kazekage before Sekuro.

Urging the cyborg to stand down or face dire repercussions. Another plume of smoke would erupt from the robotic figure. Familiar to Shin, the black smokescreen would obscure Sekuro from his field of view.

However, this time, there was no shift towards aggression. There was only a small voice.

That of a child. A little girl.

Helloo? Hey? Can you hear me Mr?

Was it a trick?

Hey! This guy can't speak right now cause his voice box is damaged.

The howl of the wind competing with the echo of a hundred chattering puppet drones.

Still obscured by the smoke screen, the girls voice continued to ring out.

He wants me to translate. There was a slight pause and Shin would be able to once again hear the white noise he'd heard earlier while bound by Sekuro.

He says... "Not part of Village attack... Seeking repairs... Stand down or Run... the Fade...?" Her voice trailing at the end as if she was confused as to the meaning of the words she's just translated. The smokescreen would begin to dissipate.

Exposing Sekuro, and 2 other identical Sekuro's nearby prepared to continue fighting, and the rest of the puppet drones including a well-dressed Hyuuga puppet, all standing by.

There was another figure there.

The form of a young girl, comprised of chakra, like a chakra hologram. She stood in front of the trio of Sekuro between them and the Kage before her. The three Sekuro would open their mouth and all of them would emit the same white noise once more.

Pandora would once again translate.

He says "Fight me. Help me. Or Leave me alone." The chakra girl motioned to speak once more.

This unit is called Sekuro. My name is Pandora.

The cold robotic eyes of various puppets staring at the their opposition. A precarious situation he may be in. Standing down could mean succumbing to an enemy trick, but it could also be a path to peace. What would the young Kage choose?

[mft] 350+ words.

The Phoenix Sage Mode's flames dimmed slightly as Shin processed the new information. The appearance of the chakra hologram—Pandora—and her translation shifted the entire dynamic of the confrontation.

His wings folded partially, though his combat stance remained ready. The predatory edge in his eyes softened, but didn't disappear entirely. Behind him, Tetsuya's own flames quieted to a low simmer, sensing the change in Shin's chakra.

"Sekuro," Shin spoke the name carefully, testing it. His gaze moved between the three identical figures and the chakra girl who'd introduced herself. "And Pandora."

He took a measured breath, his Phoenix chakra pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat. The young Kazekage was tired—so tired—of threats and attacks. But he was also wise enough to recognize when aggression might have been born from misunderstanding rather than malice.

"Two days ago, my village was attacked by mercenaries. People died. Children were orphaned. When I saw you approaching in the night sky, mechanical, armed, and unable to communicate..." He paused, his jaw tightening. "I assumed the worst."

His hands lowered, though chakra still crackled along his fingertips.

"I will not apologize for defending my home. But I also won't continue this fight if it's unnecessary." He looked directly at the middle Sekuro, then at Pandora. "Your voice box is damaged. You need repairs. And you gave me three options."

Shin's Phoenix wings spread slightly, embers drifting downward like falling stars.

"I'm a Chikamatsu. My bloodline is of puppet mastery. I understand machinery in ways most shinobi don't." He gestured toward the village behind him. "Sunagakure has workshops, craftsmen, medical facilities. If you truly mean no harm, I can help with your repairs."

His voice hardened slightly.

"But you'll submit to inspection first. You'll power down your combat systems. And you'll enter through the proper gates under my supervision." The Kazekage's eyes flashed with phoenix fire. "My village has bled enough. I won't risk my people on faith alone, no matter how impressive your translator is."

He extended one hand toward Sekuro and Pandora, palm open but ready to form seals at the slightest provocation.

"So here's my answer to your three options: I'll help you. But on my terms. Stand down your drones, follow me to the village, and let my people verify you're not a threat. Do that, and I'll personally oversee your repairs."

Behind him, his Medical Assistant clone maintained its position, ready to act if needed.

"What do you say, Sekuro? Can we end this with reason instead of more violence?"

[MFT]

Was this an avoidable misunderstanding? Could the two beings really find a path to peace without further violence? There was sensation in Sekuro's circuits that seemed to be pulling him towards continuing. Would he ever be able to have such an opportunity again? The chakra within his circuits pulsed at the simulation. In truth, he did not want to stand down. However, the System was pulling him towards a different logic path.

[System: Alert_
Seek vocal repairs.
...
Peaceful methods seem more effective_
...
Hostile Entity seems amenable to peaceful conflict resolution_
...
Good Faith Gesture suggested_
...
Proceed?_ ]

The alert within his field of view gave him the option to begin to powerdown some of it's combat systems. Pandora, still standing between the two, would fill the silence while Sekuro compiled his decision.

So, Mr.Kazekage, according to his systems... I'm an external puppet core he integrated into his network not too long ago. When he was alerted, his combat sequences initiated and diverted power away from me and into his other functions. Soooo I was unable to respond to you earlier. I'm running on a backup source now, since you pushed him so far.

During her explanation for the events that had unfolded, Sekuro's hoard of puppet drones would circle above, higher than the two combatants, but not quite as high as the summoned phoenix. A few handseals, and they would all begin to spin and fold into each other. Collapsible and foldable panels of material compressed onto itself while retracting into an open hatch upon Sekuro's back, the hoard of puppet drones had been removed from battle.

This would leave 3 identical copies of Sekuro, a well-dressed Hyuuga puppet, and pandora on the field, currently standing atop a mound of sand.

She looked at him and that familiar white noise would echo from the identical copies once more. Once finished, Pandora would look to Shin and translate:

He said... "Good Faith Gesture Complete. Reciprocate to continue civil discourse." Sekuro had chosen to comply, but his logic chain dictated he remain cautious. So as a gesture of good faith, he'd un-summoned his hoard to perhaps alleviate some of the tension of combat. His other puppets would remain as a form of protection, just as the Kage's medical assistant and summoned creature.

-White Noise-

Pandora turning from Sekuro back to Shin once more.

Um... he said allow him to... "Register your Chakra Signature..." as a form of self-preservation, and he will continue to fully power down his combat sequences."

There was no ring of untruth in her words, but then again, could machines lie?

There was a delicate bridge of trust being crafted and the slightest misstep could send all involved plummeting back into the chaos of combat.

How would Shin respond to having his personal chakra signature Snapshot by a stranger? Would it even matter to the Kazekage? What use would Sekuro have for it? Or was that simply his way of creating leverage?

"No." The word was firm, final. Shin's Phoenix flames pulsed once, emphasizing his refusal.

"I've made a good faith gesture by offering you help and ceasing my attack. I've proposed a path forward that doesn't end with you dismantled across the desert. That's reciprocation enough."

He crossed his arms, his stance unwavering.

"I am the Kazekage of Sunagakure. My chakra signature is not a bargaining chip, and I won't hand it over to an unknown entity, especially one that just battled me in my own airspace. Your self-preservation protocols will have to accept uncertainty, just as mine do right now by offering you entry into my village."

His eyes remained locked on the three identical Sekuro figures.

"You have two choices: power down your combat systems without my chakra signature and accept my offer of repairs under supervision, or leave Wind Country entirely. Those are your options."

Shin gestured toward the village behind him.

"If you choose to accept help, I'll direct you to the Order's Tower once we're through the gates. The Hall of Hammers has journeymen—some of the best engineering minds in Sunagakure. They specialize in complex mechanical work and could assess your voice module properly."

"But that happens only after you fully comply with entry protocols. Your move, Sekuro."

A resolute "No" would be the answer to Pandora's query.

-White Noise- echoed once again through the night sky. A higher pitch than the last time, possibly an indication of annoyance with the response presented.

Pandora would translate all the same:

"The title of Kage does not make you sovereign of the air.

Moments later, the cyborg placed his hands together once more. This time, dispelling the Puppet Clone technique, revealing the true Sekuro among the replicas. More white noise would accompany the sounds of the two replicas shifting as they folded and contorted back into Sekuro's body, an open hatch within either side of his legs. Pandora, continuing to fill the role of translator and mediator.

"However, I will comply with your demands. As my systems estimate a high percentage that one of us will perish if conflict continues." Pandora, perhaps in the interest of trying to keep things civil between the two men, chose not to fully translate part of his sentence. Choosing to say "one of us" as opposed to "you" as originally stated by Sekuro.

In truth, this entire battle was born from strained misunderstanding, however, one of the combatants had much more to lose than the other, so a certain level of grandstanding was understandable. Sekuro did not have the weight of protecting a village upon his proverbial shoulders and for a moment, his more human characteristics outweighed the logic being presented through his puppet programming. He would do as he was asked, but not without a certain level of defiance.

As asked, he would power down his combat systems. The well dressed hyuuga puppet and Pandora were the last entities besides himself and his opponents to remain on the field. With a small nod he would look to Sekuro, then the Kazekage, the glowing white eyed Hyuuga puppet would then, in that moment, also fold and compact it's way into another secret hatch of Sekuro's body, this time, located in his left arm.

The puppet had performed the Snapshot technique just before exiting the field of play. A seal less technique that would create a record of all that had transpired this evening, and a total dismissal of consent from the Kazekage. Meant to be done secretly,

Would he notice? Would he even be able to notice such a small detail? Would he feel a shift in chakra and assume the worse? If he did notice, what would come of it? Was the Kage's chakra signature such a closely guarded secret that he would risk his life over it, or the lives of the villagers he swore to protect? Neither knew the future or what would happen, but an action had taken place all the same. Once the puppet designated as Kuromaru had been withdrawn, more -White Noise- fill the night silence and Pandora would once again translate.

"All that remains are myself and Pandora to translate. Does this satisfy your conditions?" She would look to the man blankly. Neither knowing or caring what happened next.

[mft]
500+

The Phoenix chakra blazed around him, casting golden-red light across the darkened sky. Shin's gaze tracked every movement as Sekuro's remaining systems powered down, the puppet folding away into concealment. Something about that last moment felt... off

"It satisfies my immediate conditions," Shin said, his voice measured and controlled. The Phoenix Mode's flames dimmed further, transitioning from combat readiness to cautious diplomacy. "Though understand this, Sekuro... if I discover any deception in your compliance, the consequences will be severe."

He looked at Pandora, then back to the cyborg.

"You'll descend with me to the gates. You'll wait while I conduct the appropriate security measures. And you'll cooperate fully with any inspection my people deem necessary." His wings folded partially, though his stance remained alert. "The Hall of Hammers will have someone examine your voice module once we've established you're not a threat."

As he spoke, Shin's middle finger and thumb connected together in a subtle gesture. His Mind Thread Jutsu activated silently, reaching out to the ANBU station.

`This is Chikamatsu Shin. I have an unknown Human Puppet self-identified as 'Sekuro' preparing to enter the village for repairs. Physical description: humanoid with black wing panels, extensive puppet augmentation, damaged voice module requiring translation via external chakra construct named 'Pandora.' Yellow alert status. Requesting that Brat and the field surveillance team to maintain discrete observation once entity enters village proper. Do not engage unless I signal or hostile action is confirmed. Entity claims to seek repairs only, but showed significant combat capabilities during encounter. Treat as dangerous until full inspection is complete.`

The mental communication took only seconds. Shin's expression remained neutral throughout, giving no indication of the message he'd just transmitted.

"Follow me," he said aloud, turning toward the village gates. "And Sekuro? I understand you're frustrated. I understand this situation isn't ideal for you. But I've lost too many people recently to take chances with unknown entities entering my home."

His voice carried a note of genuine understanding beneath the stern authority.

"If you truly mean no harm, we'll get you the help you need. But we do this my way, by my rules, in my village."

Tetsuya circled overhead once, then moved to fly beside his sage partner as they began their descent toward the gates.

((OoC: Mind Thread Jutsu is Shin's CRPJ to use short range Telepathy as a Yamanaka/Headset Wielder))

[Topic Left: Village Entrance Approved]

The crackling of his headset came to life. He heard the familiar voice coming through, and a groan left him. His roommate started to question him. "Do you really have to go?" "It's work... It's keeping this house up and running on legal money..." Ryota had a point in that and Tsukki recognized it. "Alright, but don't you dare come back half dead again or even with a foot in that damn door!"

Ryota was still a bit hungover and slipped on his ANBU gear before even getting out of the house. As soon as he had done that, he would start to make way. The best... Possible... way... That the annoying Kage could ask him for.

As soon as he got towards the elevator where people from above would come... and there he stood. A full panda suit with his ANBU attire under there. He would make him regret summoning him to work... Who did he think he was? The kag--- Oh wait, he IS the kage. Below the panda costume, he would look with a bored expression. "Welcome to Suna..." And he would hand out a flyer from a bakery for... Donuts. Yup, totally a normal flyer.

[topic entered]

The had come to terms.

Upon fully powering down, the blonde-haired Kage made a series of calls, presumably utilizing his chakra abilities.

Formalities at this point, Sekuro was fine to succumb to their search procedures as he had nothing to hide.

As the two made their way to what Sekuro would understand to be a large elevator unit, another strange individual made his presence known wearing a full panda suit.

Sekuro was a human puppet, so he was no authority on what would or wouldn't look strange. The man seemed comfortable in his suit, so Sekuro would continue as if things were indeed normal.

Pandora on the other hand. She was not so mature.

"Ha... funny." A chuckle escaped but she quickly buttoned up as she didn't want to disrupt an already strenuous situation. Her chakra form hiding away also within Sekuro's body. It was quite the feat, housing a literal army inside ones self.

Politely denying the flyer with a gesture of his hand, Sekuro would continue to submit to whatever searches he'd been subjected before eventually being allowed into the village proper. His objective now, locating someone capable of repairing his voice module as communicating in this manner was becoming more tenuous.

[Topic Left/Village Entered]