Team 8 (Naruto D20, Kagekure)

[Rarkasha]

Shirozu

Shirozu panics, and immediately looks to Kirisaki, mouthing silently something along the lines of "wha-". Despite his normally rational mind, this surprise throws him completely off balance, and he basically shuts off and looks for support.

[Callos_DeTerran]

The greatsword wielding genin leaped forward, sword clutched tightly in both hands before swinging in a strong vertical slash that would be more then slightly deadly to a normal person. But the chicken was small and agile, leaping out of the way before launching itself unto the offensive. Rotten sausages twirling with a surprising mastery, the chicken swung it's 'nunchaku' at the shinobi's legs, though it seemed surprised when the boy blocked and sent one of the sausage links flying off instead of the meaty weapon wrapping around it as wooden or metal nunchaku would have.

Things were looking good at Chiiro almost missed the various jars and cans shaking on the shelves, and it was good that he caught it too since he saw a glass jar fling itself off the shelf at him and was able to lean out of the way before it cracked against him. Just what the hell was going on?!

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Kirisaki misses the genjutsu user, if there even was one, but easily sees the fitful glow coming from his scroll. Lips parting in a soundless laugh, the apparition tilted it's head back with mirth as if at some hidden joke before focusing on the two flesh and blood people in front of it. It's silvery color darkened and twisted to a bright orange and yellow mix, dizzying in it's fluid-like motions and patterns but something far more alarming was happening. A ring of flame began to expand outward from the spirit's feet, sending up dark tendrils of smoke and ash as the spirit faded away to leave the growing fire behind.

[Dark_Prophet]

Chiiro growls, steadying himself with his greatsword and ignoring the jar, then glaring at the dead chicken with almost firelike intensity, as he flexes his muscles, which begin to noticeably bulge out. Afterwards, he takes a deep breath, and then focuses for a moment, hefting the greatsword up and transferring his gaze onto it, as red fiery chakra courses through it, gathering into a ball at the end. "All right, you know what, if you want to fight, then lets fight. Namidatsu Kukkin! You could use a good roasting any way, damn turkey. Homura Dama!" The stout genin deadpans as he waits.

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Namidatsu Kukkin! - Perform roll (DC 15) (1d20+10)[26] Chakra Cost = 2
Homura Dama - Perform roll (DC 17) (1d20+11)[17] Chakra Cost = 3
OOC: I think thats all for this round, since Namidatsu Kukkin! is an move action and Homura Dama is an attack action. Overkill? Maybe. :P

[Warpix]

Kirisaki

Watching the Genin disappear in flames only worried Kirisaki, with that he turned to to Shirozu and shouted more than spoke.

"This is bad, quickly, I have a feeling that Chirro isn't a position much better than ours."

With that, Kirisaki jolted for the path that Chirro had taken, going straight through the fire, hoping that Chirro would still be in a good condition upon his arrival.

OOC: Sorry for the wait, it gets real busy around the holiday season.
EDIT: If we make it so that everyone has at least one post per week, would that solve the worrying problem, so that way we'll get the story moving along without worrying anyone too much about having to post too often?

[Warpix]

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Reflex Save (1d20+5)[20]

[Rarkasha]

Shirozu looks at the fire apprehensively, and decides to go with a different approach. He raises his right and and begins the complex motion of hand seals needed to perform Shunshin No Jutsu, allowing him to simply teleport to the other side with no harm to himself. He grimaces as he watches Kirisaki jump over it, but doesn't comment on it as he follows him back to Chiiro.

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Perform Check, +4 for using Ninjutsu, +1 for using hand seals, Chakra is now at 16 (1d20+16)[18]

He disappears with a sighing sound, as if the air rushed to fill the void he left, tiny wisps of smoke in his wake.

[Callos_DeTerran]

As the....battle dragged on in the previously-refrigerated room, Chiiro couldn't help but notice that his opponent seemed more and more confused by all that was going on around it. It paused and hesitated, though it didn't seem to do it because of what Chiiro was doing, and it's attacks became much more predictable and easy to dodge away from...

This didn't negate the danger of more bottles smashing into him, three of which zipped by to crash into the opposite wall and one that caught him the shoulder and shattered. Leaving a bloody gash from the broken glass, Chiiro was more then a little dismayed to discover the jar had held pickles inside and now the juice was in his wound..(2 damage)

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With swift reflexes and a great desire to be away from the place, Kirisaki and Shirozu quickly made there way back across the flames. As they began to retrace their steps back to where they had split up, the sound of ghostly laughter followed after them and the fitful glow of Kirisaki's scroll ceased. Moving at the...faster pace allowed for much more ground to be covered much more quickly then before, but more surprising was that even before they reached that initial branching point, they found Suzu leaning against one of the walls breathing hard.

Chiiro was not to be seen...

[Dark_Prophet]

Chiiro winces as the jar hits him, then lets out a scream of agony as the pickle juice soaks into the wound. "GOD DAMN IT! WHO THREW THAT?!?" He looks around for his unseen assailant, eyes darting as the sword trembles in his hands.

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Spot (1d20+1)[6]

[Dark_Prophet]

After looking around for his unseen assailant, Chiiro continues to curse like a angry sailor, wincing and turning towards the dead chicken and fixing it with a murderous glance. Making a quick hand seal, he rushes at it easily with his enormous greatsword (at lightning speed if Shodan Kousoku works), tongues of fire licking off it from the condensed ball of fire at the end of it. The enraged genin shouts "Time to burn, you stupid dead bird!" and doesn't even try to dodge any more objects coming his way, bringing the blade around in a burning arc at the fowl's midsection.

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Current effects up - Strength Rank 1 (Namisu Kukkin!), and Homura Doma on Greatsword.

Shodan Kousoku (1d20+9)[25]
Charge with greatsword swing at taijutsu turkey. (1d20+5)[23] One higher if the Speed Rank goes off

[Warpix]

Kirisaki

Kirisaki leaped through the flames, getting a little singed, but no pain was felt. His scroll stop glowing, though he didn't pay too much attention to it as he saw Suzu breathing deeply. Kirisaki looked for Chiiro and realized that he was not there.

"Suzu sensei! Where's Chiiro, what are we up against? Shirozu and I saw this ghost of someone about five years older than us that just seemed to disappear..."

[Rarkasha]

Shirozu draws his kunai, moving a bit further down the hall Suzu was leaning against. He tried to shut out the noise of Kirisaki and focus. If Chiiro was in trouble, he was sure not to be quiet.

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Listening Check EDIT:gah, got the roll thing messed up, but I know the result was a 9, rolling 1d20+2

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* post roll count doesn't match database

[Callos_DeTerran]

Chiiro's fiery attack proved to be far more then adequate for what he was trying to do. The blazing blade ripped through the turkey like...well like it was even there and the bisected burnt bird fell to the ground with a small thump. With another crash the genin was more then able to realize that something apparently was still harboring ill-intent towards him when another glass jar whizzed past to break open against the wall.

Twisting to watch it though cost him as another jar broke against the back of his head. More alarming though was that when he reached back to feel the swelling part of his head his fingers came away with a large amount of blood on them..Twisting about wildly Chiiro was able to evade the next two thrown items, this time metal cans before another caught him in the chest and drove the air out of him. Dropping to his knees proved a blessing though as the next two cans whizzed by in unison where his head used to be. Temporarily taking cover the light from the scroll increased steadily, a small beam of crimson light pointing towards the ceiling and whirling black motes being drawn towards it. A quick count of the remaining throw able objects in the pantry comforted the genin though, at this pace whatever was trying to throw things at him would run out of ammo soon...if he made it that long.

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"Chiiro...is...back in..a pantry or something. Whew...give me a second to lovet my breath malchicks." Suzu said breathing hard for a moment longer before she straightened up with a groan and shook her head. "What are we up against? I messel that would be blatantly obvious then again some Academy students are slow from the repeated blows to the gulliver...Dooks malchicks, thats what we're up against. Chiiro's scroll started glowing so I had him set it out but...horrorshow I suppose he decided not to follow me when I got the hell out of there. What about you dva? Did you set out the scroll?"

The jounin looked expectantly at the two of them but something seemed to tell her otherwise and she sighed. Shaking her head all she did was wave for the two to follow as she began to retrace her steps to where she had left the other genin.

[Dark_Prophet]

Chiiro grunts and dodges to the side, apparently out of smart comments. The heat channels in the greatsword in his hand still dimly glowing red and sending up steam, but obviously cooling rapidly with its source of heat gone. Pausing for a split second to assess his situation, he looks up at illuminated area of the ceiling with the black motes, focusing for a moment.

A split second later the genin runs at directly towards the wall under it, stepping up at the corner and continuing straight up towards the dark area, greatsword still outstretched but held wisely to one side.

As he continues running up, Chiiro prays that he has enough control of his chakra to suspend himself, the sword in his outstretched hand, and his entire backpack of gear, sweat trickling down and landing on the floor from his effort, mixing with the blood falling from his wounds. "Come on Chiiro, you have to do this...just ignore the assorted objects flying at you..." he growls as another jar flies by.

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Kinobori (duh!) (1d20+8)[20] Perform DC 11. Chiiro's moving (standard action to move) as close to the dark area as he can along the wall and/or ceiling, with his improved speed ranks (woo, 40 speed)

[Rarkasha]

"We ran into... something. It started a fire, so we left. We weren't thinking about the scroll because of the possibility of it reappearing. I'll take it back, I think I can get around the fire. Kirisaki, you keep going to help Chiiro. Tell him I'll be back in a minute," he says calmly, walking back to the spot, careful to watch for the fire or the apparition again, holding the scroll nearby.

[Warpix]

"Alright, go with haste."

Kirisaki handed Shirouzu his scroll and headed off to where Chiiro was, all along feeling daft for not opening the scroll earlier. I just hope that Chiiro is alright, Suzu seemed to not have been capable of handling what had happened.

[Callos_DeTerran]

Suzu fell silent as she guided Kirisaki back in the direction that she had left Chiiro behind at. At a couple of points she looked around experimentally as if she had forgotten just where she had left him but a glance at her divining rod always proved to be the deciding factor for choosing directions. With a decision making process, flawed as it could possibly be, guiding the two it didn't take very long before they reached a closed door and Suzu nodded.

"It's this one, be careful though. We don't know whats happening inside." Her bizarre way of talking had abruptly fallen away and the jounin reached into the oddly contorted sack on her waist to pull out a single metal gauntlet. A blazing sigil was etched unto the back of it's hand and without a word she slipped it on and nodded to the door. "Open it."

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Shirouzu found his way back without too much trouble, following the foot prints in the dust until he found where it had all been tossed around in their escape. Curiously nothing looked as if it had actually been burnt except for two footprints right were the apparition had stood. Glancing about uneasily the genin unrolled the scroll that had started to glow and laid it out as close to the burnt foot-steps as he could. Crimson light began to emit from the seal-script written on the paper but Shirouzu couldn't shake the feeling that something....malevolent was now watching him and it was making the spot between his shoulders itch like crazy.

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It was like a veritable whirlwind had picked up inside of the pantry and things were being pulled off the walls to be thrown at him much more often then they had been before. At least five jars crashed against the wall in his footsteps as he ran up them swiftly, chakra-enhanced speed keeping him out of the projectile's paths. Clinging to the ceiling didn't prove to be as...safe as he had thought it would be for things were still caught up in the growing vortex of canned goods and jars, except of being directed straight at him they merely swirled about in an every growing circle that was expanding slowly but surely towards him...as he discovered when another pickle jar cracked him in the knee cap and shattered. (3 points of damage)

[Dark_Prophet]

"Augh! Damn it, another one?!? Did these people love pickles or something?" Chiiro howls as he flails on the ceiling with his greatsword in a defensive fashion, trying to destroy any oncoming objects before they add to his body's already jagged amount of pain from pickle jar shards and vinegar. He howls even more as the next one smashes into his knee, willfully focusing on both keeping aloft and swinging the sword around him a blind rage. "I'm really starting to hate pickles!"

(Full Defense!)

[Warpix]

Kirisaki looked up and saw the vortex above him, tapping Suzu'z shoulder, he asked.

"Suzu Sensei, Chiiro is on the ceiling..."

[Dark_Prophet]

Chiiro looks down at Kirisaki's voice distractedly, and nearly falls off the wall. "Kirisaki?! Suzu? You're still alive!" He notices a bottle coming out of the corner of his eye, and swings his greatsword around to break it as it flies at him. "Watch out for the flying bottles - especially the pickle jars. Someone here used to like pickles a lot - and they hurt. "

[Rarkasha]

Shirozu crouches and scans around him quickly before stalking off as quietly as he could. He held a hand over a kunai, but didn't draw it, keeping his hands free for the moment.

"All right, I just need to, just need to..." he muttered as he walked slowly back, feeling uneasy. A naturally paranoid individual, he was sure that thing from before would return given the chance. He managed to keep enough of his wits about him to check the doorways and corners, hugging the wall and moving cautiously.

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Hide (1d20+9)[12]
Move Silently (1d20+5)[9]
Spot (1d20+2)[8]
Listen (1d20+2)[8]

[Callos_DeTerran]

Kirisaki and Suzu stare up at the genin hanging from the ceiling, one in surprise and the other with some slight irritation. The jounin swerved and ducked into the room, one of the three remaining projectiles thrown towards her, making a bee-line for the glowing scroll. A despondent wail began to sound as she neared it, reverberating off the walls and rattling the now empty shelves as Chiiro cut both of the remaining cans out of the air.

"Watch closely boys! Your about to see the first step in an exorcism, praise Jashin!" Came the delighted crowing from Suzu as the wail grew louder and louder until it reached it's crescendo and then began to degenerate into naught but a shrill whistle. The light from the scroll itself began to die down until it had gone dark, from Chiiro's vantage point he could easily see that the markings on the paper had changed greatly in complexity and scope. Where before only the center had really been used, now all of it was covered in hasty scribbles.

"Come on, lets find Shirozu." Curiously the jounin didn't seem to have any of the lethargy that had previously gripped her, dropping the peculiar accent as she rolled up the scroll and practically skipped out of the pantry without waiting to see if her soldiers were following her.

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Shirozu's examinations proved fruitless in turning up anything, and his own footsteps seemed more then painfully loud in his ears. Was it just him or was the noise echoing back to him with a mocking tone to it? No, couldn't be that. It was just his own nervousness coming back to tickle his paranoia. Ghastly laughter sounded in his ears for just a moment before it stopped but it was enough to have the genin gazing around desperately for the source and finding nothing.

Then a noise! Solid and comforting despite what it might have possibly come from. Preparedness was to be used though and Shirozu drew his kunai in one hand and pressed himself flat against the wall close to the corner it was coming from. When he heard it again he leaped out from behind his cover and brought his knife down in a powerful stabbing motion.

"Hey!" The irate voice was familiar to him, as was the buxom woman staring him back in the face and gripping his wrist in a painfully tight gauntleted grip. Releasing it with a sigh Suzu strided past Shirozu and went to the scroll, gathering the red one up as well. "You said that the thing you saw started a fire right? This is going to be so much fun!"

Stopping she waited for Chiiro and Kirisaki to catch up before she smiled widely and put her hands on her hips. "Alright, listen up. As you may have guessed by now this is not a prank by a bunch of kids but the real deal. If it is as I think it is, that means that the resident spirit causing all the trouble here is the result of this clan home burning with most of the occupants inside and so the epicenter, so to speak, is what we're looking for. The place where the fire-started. Who wants to take a guess to where that is? Shouldn't be too hard...something you might have heard from other students in the Academy and on the streets. Think hard boys."

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DC 13 Wisdom check reveals that the 'starting point' for the blaze would have been on the outside wall, east side of the compound.

[Dark_Prophet]

Chiiro, having landed on the floor, follows behind the others, looking at Suzu with a surprised and shocked expression due to her change in attitude as she speaks. He doesn't bother to say anything, and instead shrugs and starts cutting of strips of shirt with a dagger. He uses them bandage his wounds as he walks, muttering darkly to himself when he isn't holding the dagger in his teeth.

After he reaches Suzu, he continues to patch himself up while listening to her speech absently, not even bother to appear rapt at attention. Partway through, he finishes up, putting away his dagger, and starts listening to her fully, making a "Whats up with her now?" questioning gesture with one of his hands to his fellow genins when he thinks she isn't looking.

In response to her finishing question, he thinks for a moment, then replies warily. "The eastern outer wall? Some of my classmates said that they say smoke starting nearby from around it when they were heading to cover. How does that help us, though? The entire place burned down, not just where it started, so it could be anywhere..." Chiiro grumbles, rubbing his back absentmindedly and wincing from his wounds.

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http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1512423/ for Chiiro making Wis check ^^

[Warpix]

Kirisaki

Kirisaki watched in confusion as Suzu opened and closed the scroll, he saw Chiiro fall to the ground and followed after him. After he heard Chiiro's input on where the fire had started, Kirisaki thought to himself, and started to remember that there was a fire here, but that's something he had just learned this morning from Suzu...

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[Rarkasha]

Shirozu

After being caught by surprise, Shirozu looks away from his teacher, looking rather embarressed. He catches sight of Chiiro and adds concern to the mix, nodding to him as if in apology. He was always uncomfortable about this side of his career, and hated acknowledging violence, even if h was himself willing to commit it.

Shirozu then waits to hear everyone else's responses, mulling over what Chiiro suggested. Shirozu wasn't the particularly social kind, and hadn't spoken to anyone directly about the matter, at least not that he could remember. He goes over the idea in his head, thinking about what he knows of house fires and the circumstances of the house.

So instead he backs up Chiiro, saying, "That'd make sense, a fire starting from the outside would give them less time to respond before it became uncontrollable."

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