With the cell leader having told her everything she needed to know, the erstwhile shinobi approached the compound that matched the address she had been given. Eyes as cold as sapphires watched as the patrol made its way around the building. They seemed random, every five minutes or less, and by her account there were at least twenty. Odds were security got far more comprehensive once they realized their local cell had been compromised. Her eyes made her the perfect infiltrator, though, as she could see a patrol coming for a long distance off in any direction, so timing her descent to be free from prying eyes was not a difficult feat to put it mildly. She descended silently right behind the first group, but did not touch them. Instead she made her way to the door. it was locked, but a shuriken in the doorjamb to pry the door just loose enough from the frame popped it open. Lockpicking took time, and it wasn't everything it was cracked up to be, honestly, especially for a speedy infiltration.
As she made it to the interior of the compound she knew she had less opportunity to hide so silent speed would be her friend. She moved with a lightness and ease that said she'd run such a mission several times and was well-practiced at it, and her amazing eyes allowed her the opportunity to evade patrols even before they saw her. Once she made it to the antechamber she ran up the walls and hid in the rafters, waiting quietly to look for written evidence of a plan, but stumbled upon something much better. There was a meeting ongoing, so she took the opportunity to listen in.
"I'm not sure how I feel about this."
"Stop being a pussy. We're doing it for the good of our people."<i></i>
How is this good exactly? This is a nerve agent! Death gas! Hundreds if not thousands of innocents will be hit too, especially if strong winds take it through the tunnels and into Soon's."
"And the lives of a few innocents is a small price to pay for dethroning those arrogant shinobi and their warmongering ways. We cannot turn our backs now, gentlemen. We are in the final phase."<i></i>
"Yeah, which we had to move up because of the Purple Bitch."<i></i> Shuu smirked at that.
"I say we're being too brash moving up the timetable."
"The nerve agent will be perfectly safe in its canister. It's inert until the activating agent is added. It's already at the loading docks and will be away from us and into the ninja village within the hour. The Gauntlet of Five Rings will be excellent cover. So many coming and going to set up for it, it'll be hard to monitor a few people with an innocuous storage crate."<i></i>
That was all she needed to know. Five minutes later the meeting broke up and she retreated out of the antechamber. Finding the dock in this place was the next phase, which she was having a hard time pinning down. It wasn't until a moment later she realized they meant the docks of the city, not this facility. Cursing quietly she departed and made her way to the locker room quickly. A speedy search revealed that some transport workers outfits for an independent company named "Rairyuu's Transport Services" were in abundance here...that must be what they were using to try to sneak it into the village. Departing the compound she made her way to the docks. There she waited, using her Hakumei Byakugan to scout for any who had matching outfits. Not ten minutes into the search she found them, and the crate they were loading into a wagon. This was too easy.
As the men loaded into the front of the wagon,Shuu climbed in the back unseen, and after prying open the crate opened the nerve gas canister. The inert gas, no harm to anyone until the activating agent was mixed in, vented harmlessly into the air, removing the blasting caps from the detonation core while she was at it. A quick, unseen getaway and she grinned. It would be quite the shock to them to find their gas bomb was good for nothing more than as a bludgeoning device. Even better, the only way anyone would know was when the bomb failed to go off...which gave her plenty of time to take out the leaders before they realized she'd absolutely destroyed their plans.
WC: 750
~*~
Sousuke's Mission:
What was most surprising in this case was not that one of the athletic participants in the tourney was taking a performance enhancing drug. That sort of thing honestly happened all the time, and they tried to catch it where they could. No, the most surprising was the five myocardial infarctions he'd endured without dying yet. Considering the statistical probability of surviving a heart attack was one in three, it made for impressive odds that he'd managed to cheat fate as much as he had. Those odds significantly improve when one is actually in a hospital, and the participant, one Nemuri Eigo, had been present ever since his first. Shuu, currently in the lab, was analyzing his blood sample herself in this unusual case. Somehow his blood was a combination of an antihemorrhagic and an anticoagulant. The anticoagulant made sense. Blood thinners allowed the blood to move freely through veins and arteries by preventing the very clotting that was having a hand in causing the man's heart attacks. To make matters worse he seemed to be going through cycles of vasoconstriction and vasodiolation, making prediction of future heart attacks during the life cycle of this drug much more difficult. A lot wasn't making sense, but the most rudimentary ones was that an antihemorrhagic and an anticoagulant seemed to be present at the same time in his bloodstream. The only thing she could think of was that the antihemorrhagic was a byproduct created in the blood stream...but how?
Slipping the test tube into the centerfuge, she leaned back and crossed her arms. When the body was being used heavily, it released glucose into the blood stream for the cells to convert into a chemical compound that basically was energy. Perhaps this chemical in the drug bonded with the glucose. As that was being metabolized into Adenosine triphosphate--or ATP--to create energy for the body, the chemical reaction was interacting with the metabolic process, fueling it to happen much faster, to provide more energy for the user. However, in that act, a chemical byproduct was being created, a kind of 'drug waste'. As the unwanted particles created were being discarded back into the blood stream, the new chemical formation matured directly in the blood stream to create an antihemorrhagic, which encouraged clotting. Those clots would cause heart attacks, especially in time with vasoconstriction. If she was right, then the side effects of heart attacks wouldn't show up until a few hours after the body was being used heavily to create that ATP creation overdrive. The anticoagulant and the vasodiolator, both originally included for performance purposes, actually had the good fortune to keep it from being fatal.
Nonetheless, if her research proved correct, then she needed to find a chemical compound that would specifically break up the antihemorrhagic byproduct, as well as the vasoconstrictor, as both clotting and vasoconstriction were major contributing factors towards a myocardial infarction on their own, much less working in tandem. Since the vasoconstrictor was already in his system the best counteractant was additional vasodiolators, that was easy enough. The real issue was the antihemorrhagic. While conventional medicine would not help, she learned that by using a mild electrical charge of chakra targetting specifically this compound in the bloodstream, she could break up the unusual compound not normally seen in nature.
After treatment the heart attacks stopped, and it took another twelve hours for his body to finish metabolizing the drug-- which she'd nicknamed Lightning because it acted not unlike a lightning strike on one's cardiopulmonary systems--but he survived without further complications. Now that she knew what to look for, screening for Lightning was an easy enough process, certain additive compounds showed up like a glowing indicator light.
A brief writeup on the outcome fired off to both the Tower and local files finished off the case, finally solved after an entire day of research and testing.
WC: 648
As she made it to the interior of the compound she knew she had less opportunity to hide so silent speed would be her friend. She moved with a lightness and ease that said she'd run such a mission several times and was well-practiced at it, and her amazing eyes allowed her the opportunity to evade patrols even before they saw her. Once she made it to the antechamber she ran up the walls and hid in the rafters, waiting quietly to look for written evidence of a plan, but stumbled upon something much better. There was a meeting ongoing, so she took the opportunity to listen in.
"I'm not sure how I feel about this."
"Stop being a pussy. We're doing it for the good of our people."<i></i>
How is this good exactly? This is a nerve agent! Death gas! Hundreds if not thousands of innocents will be hit too, especially if strong winds take it through the tunnels and into Soon's."
"And the lives of a few innocents is a small price to pay for dethroning those arrogant shinobi and their warmongering ways. We cannot turn our backs now, gentlemen. We are in the final phase."<i></i>
"Yeah, which we had to move up because of the Purple Bitch."<i></i> Shuu smirked at that.
"I say we're being too brash moving up the timetable."
"The nerve agent will be perfectly safe in its canister. It's inert until the activating agent is added. It's already at the loading docks and will be away from us and into the ninja village within the hour. The Gauntlet of Five Rings will be excellent cover. So many coming and going to set up for it, it'll be hard to monitor a few people with an innocuous storage crate."<i></i>
That was all she needed to know. Five minutes later the meeting broke up and she retreated out of the antechamber. Finding the dock in this place was the next phase, which she was having a hard time pinning down. It wasn't until a moment later she realized they meant the docks of the city, not this facility. Cursing quietly she departed and made her way to the locker room quickly. A speedy search revealed that some transport workers outfits for an independent company named "Rairyuu's Transport Services" were in abundance here...that must be what they were using to try to sneak it into the village. Departing the compound she made her way to the docks. There she waited, using her Hakumei Byakugan to scout for any who had matching outfits. Not ten minutes into the search she found them, and the crate they were loading into a wagon. This was too easy.
As the men loaded into the front of the wagon,Shuu climbed in the back unseen, and after prying open the crate opened the nerve gas canister. The inert gas, no harm to anyone until the activating agent was mixed in, vented harmlessly into the air, removing the blasting caps from the detonation core while she was at it. A quick, unseen getaway and she grinned. It would be quite the shock to them to find their gas bomb was good for nothing more than as a bludgeoning device. Even better, the only way anyone would know was when the bomb failed to go off...which gave her plenty of time to take out the leaders before they realized she'd absolutely destroyed their plans.
WC: 750
~*~
Sousuke's Mission:
What was most surprising in this case was not that one of the athletic participants in the tourney was taking a performance enhancing drug. That sort of thing honestly happened all the time, and they tried to catch it where they could. No, the most surprising was the five myocardial infarctions he'd endured without dying yet. Considering the statistical probability of surviving a heart attack was one in three, it made for impressive odds that he'd managed to cheat fate as much as he had. Those odds significantly improve when one is actually in a hospital, and the participant, one Nemuri Eigo, had been present ever since his first. Shuu, currently in the lab, was analyzing his blood sample herself in this unusual case. Somehow his blood was a combination of an antihemorrhagic and an anticoagulant. The anticoagulant made sense. Blood thinners allowed the blood to move freely through veins and arteries by preventing the very clotting that was having a hand in causing the man's heart attacks. To make matters worse he seemed to be going through cycles of vasoconstriction and vasodiolation, making prediction of future heart attacks during the life cycle of this drug much more difficult. A lot wasn't making sense, but the most rudimentary ones was that an antihemorrhagic and an anticoagulant seemed to be present at the same time in his bloodstream. The only thing she could think of was that the antihemorrhagic was a byproduct created in the blood stream...but how?
Slipping the test tube into the centerfuge, she leaned back and crossed her arms. When the body was being used heavily, it released glucose into the blood stream for the cells to convert into a chemical compound that basically was energy. Perhaps this chemical in the drug bonded with the glucose. As that was being metabolized into Adenosine triphosphate--or ATP--to create energy for the body, the chemical reaction was interacting with the metabolic process, fueling it to happen much faster, to provide more energy for the user. However, in that act, a chemical byproduct was being created, a kind of 'drug waste'. As the unwanted particles created were being discarded back into the blood stream, the new chemical formation matured directly in the blood stream to create an antihemorrhagic, which encouraged clotting. Those clots would cause heart attacks, especially in time with vasoconstriction. If she was right, then the side effects of heart attacks wouldn't show up until a few hours after the body was being used heavily to create that ATP creation overdrive. The anticoagulant and the vasodiolator, both originally included for performance purposes, actually had the good fortune to keep it from being fatal.
Nonetheless, if her research proved correct, then she needed to find a chemical compound that would specifically break up the antihemorrhagic byproduct, as well as the vasoconstrictor, as both clotting and vasoconstriction were major contributing factors towards a myocardial infarction on their own, much less working in tandem. Since the vasoconstrictor was already in his system the best counteractant was additional vasodiolators, that was easy enough. The real issue was the antihemorrhagic. While conventional medicine would not help, she learned that by using a mild electrical charge of chakra targetting specifically this compound in the bloodstream, she could break up the unusual compound not normally seen in nature.
After treatment the heart attacks stopped, and it took another twelve hours for his body to finish metabolizing the drug-- which she'd nicknamed Lightning because it acted not unlike a lightning strike on one's cardiopulmonary systems--but he survived without further complications. Now that she knew what to look for, screening for Lightning was an easy enough process, certain additive compounds showed up like a glowing indicator light.
A brief writeup on the outcome fired off to both the Tower and local files finished off the case, finally solved after an entire day of research and testing.
WC: 648