Though the defences looked formidable they were definitely not subtle in any way. Even for one who had never been to the mighty shinobi village of Kumogakure, the puppet had taken very little time to spot the monumental cliffs and only the briefest of moments longer to spot the dark crack in the otherwise unbroken cliff face betraying the Dragon Tooth Pass and the one entrance into the village proper.
Two figures walked in the distance, dressed in traditional Konohan ANBU robes, one normal black robe, the other, a crisp white robe symbolising the rank of ANBU Captain of Leaf. They had been walking slowly towards the gates until the gate guards could see the pair easily, the concerned and slightly confused looks on the guards faces at the appearance of the two Shinobi was quickly replaced with a swarm of activity, trained Kumo Shinobi quickly moved to their well drilled positions and prepared to defend the gates from this potential threat, these two foreign ANBU standing so menacingly still. The guard captain gave the signal to hold ready as he gently landed on the ground in front of the gates, knowing his assembled Shinobi would know what to do if something went wrong. He began to walk towards the pair of Konohan ANBU but maintained caution as he slowly closed the distance between them. He felt his heart rate increase as he observed the two motionless figures, though Konoha was an ally of Kumo something felt wrong about the whole thing, something felt dangerously wrong.
All warfare is deception…
Kiko watched the gate guard approach, her mechanical vision unobstructed by the ANBU mask covering her porcelain face, the white captains robes flapping un-felt against her unnatural body concealed beneath their billowing folds. A network of Invisible chakra strings connected her to a thousand different key points on the stone puppet standing beside her, likewise concealed beneath a similar, though black ANBU robe.
The white robed, porcelain puppet wrapped her delicate fingers around a small device hidden within her robes as the guard approached the pair, a white cable running from the concealed device all the way to the puppets artificial, though fully function ears. Electricity slowly inched its way through the complex wiring and into the small magnets inserted into the ear openings of the puppet, awaiting the command to initiate there true calling in this dark, death filled world.
Kiko pressed play on the concealed personal music device. The previously inert speakers on the end of the white cables flaring to life and the rumble of her music filling her porcelain ears.
“Commencing test number one…”
The bodies of the fallen gate guards littered the soil of Kumo, the unnatural angles and distension that the fallen Shinobi had been contorted and stretched into would be beyond and normal capacity of survival.
Blood dripped from still clenched fists of the black clad stone puppet, it’s shoulders and chest heaving from the apparent exertion, though in truth the puppet had no need to breath. The slighter framed, white robbed puppet stepped over a fallen Shinobi, his head twisted to be completely facing the wrong direction. The second blood soaked puppet moved into synchronous step beside the first as she passed by, the two making their way towards the awaiting metaphorical oyster that was the village of Kumo…
“Test number one… Complete…”
Two figures walked in the distance, dressed in traditional Konohan ANBU robes, one normal black robe, the other, a crisp white robe symbolising the rank of ANBU Captain of Leaf. They had been walking slowly towards the gates until the gate guards could see the pair easily, the concerned and slightly confused looks on the guards faces at the appearance of the two Shinobi was quickly replaced with a swarm of activity, trained Kumo Shinobi quickly moved to their well drilled positions and prepared to defend the gates from this potential threat, these two foreign ANBU standing so menacingly still. The guard captain gave the signal to hold ready as he gently landed on the ground in front of the gates, knowing his assembled Shinobi would know what to do if something went wrong. He began to walk towards the pair of Konohan ANBU but maintained caution as he slowly closed the distance between them. He felt his heart rate increase as he observed the two motionless figures, though Konoha was an ally of Kumo something felt wrong about the whole thing, something felt dangerously wrong.
All warfare is deception…
Kiko watched the gate guard approach, her mechanical vision unobstructed by the ANBU mask covering her porcelain face, the white captains robes flapping un-felt against her unnatural body concealed beneath their billowing folds. A network of Invisible chakra strings connected her to a thousand different key points on the stone puppet standing beside her, likewise concealed beneath a similar, though black ANBU robe.
The white robed, porcelain puppet wrapped her delicate fingers around a small device hidden within her robes as the guard approached the pair, a white cable running from the concealed device all the way to the puppets artificial, though fully function ears. Electricity slowly inched its way through the complex wiring and into the small magnets inserted into the ear openings of the puppet, awaiting the command to initiate there true calling in this dark, death filled world.
Kiko pressed play on the concealed personal music device. The previously inert speakers on the end of the white cables flaring to life and the rumble of her music filling her porcelain ears.
“Commencing test number one…”
~~~~~~~~~Dramatic Fade To Black~~~~~~~~~
The bodies of the fallen gate guards littered the soil of Kumo, the unnatural angles and distension that the fallen Shinobi had been contorted and stretched into would be beyond and normal capacity of survival.
Blood dripped from still clenched fists of the black clad stone puppet, it’s shoulders and chest heaving from the apparent exertion, though in truth the puppet had no need to breath. The slighter framed, white robbed puppet stepped over a fallen Shinobi, his head twisted to be completely facing the wrong direction. The second blood soaked puppet moved into synchronous step beside the first as she passed by, the two making their way towards the awaiting metaphorical oyster that was the village of Kumo…
“Test number one… Complete…”
Force Enter!
Half time card in inventory.
Run time = 30 minutes!
Feel free to join the topic after the run time to investigate/track Kiko.
Half time card in inventory.
Run time = 30 minutes!
Feel free to join the topic after the run time to investigate/track Kiko.