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1 Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Tue Apr 03, 2018 12:48 am

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The capital of the newborn nation was making headways, with various workers from all walks of life trying to construct the dream of their unknown benefactor with precision and the quality demanded from them. However, the capital was not the only thing being built, for underneath the noses of all those of the former sunagakure or rather the former land of wind, something was being built under the already completed structure of what is supposed to be the capital's science and research division.

Her time as an ANBU captain and her knowledge of the secrets of Konoha had gotten Lamya the idea to use the blueprints of the land of fire's largest Black ANBU hideout as an example for her own more obscure research and development. It was an underground place were the less savory and less morally correct research would be conducted and where all those opposing her would no doubt find a fitting and brutal end.

For now though, the only thing finished were the first level and the entrance underneath the medical facility, still work was progressing quite nicely and simply by having a few officials run through the operations on a daily basis kept her on top of everything.

The debacle in Kumogakure no Sato was still fresh in her mind, small groups of bandits and dissidents had to be dealt with and the knowledge that the other nations and hidden villages with their limited information would be rather interested in quickly taking over her fledgling nation meant that she was constantly occupied with various dealings and missions. Yet even so, Lamya did not despair, her own forces were mobile and eager enough to make sure her project worked, especially since they had a lot of their own future riding on it.

Her Kishin forces were numerous and as long as she had them, she was fairly certain she could take on almost any threat, but the clock was ticking and time wasn't on her side.

There were rumors about her uncle having built up his own forces again and making moves again, the looming threat of a worldwide war with Hastur's insatiable ambitions and the ever present threat of hunters coming for her head made matters worse. However, she did not yet feel the breath of fear and death down her neck, in fact she felt motivated by the adversity and the threat on her life and that of her own ambition. It was a feeling long lost, which had now returned in full. The feeling of being alive and the feeling of finally being able to prove her superiority.

Wearing her signature black helmet with the golden rebreather, her black armor, black catsuit and high heeled, knee-high boots, the rogue shinobi was inspecting the progress of her capital's foundation. The workforce had finally started working on the imperial palace itself, so she could soon relocate from the musty old halls of the wooden feudal palace to this new stronghold which would stand as a symbol of her power. The creation of the massive glass yamata no Orochi was well underway as well, acting as a symbol of the nation's liberation and its fear.

Surrounded by a dozen of the Kishin shinobi, dressed in black attire with a Ryujin symbol on their back, veiled and armed they stood as her guards, her enforcers, her shadow. She stood on a small wooden platform, two government officials discussing the progress with her, while a single member of the Kishin forces arrived and relayed to her that the "student" she had been waiting for, had been spotted near the borders of the desert. "Bring her to me...Should she ask any confirmation, tell her that as long as the crow can't fly, the snake devours them."

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2 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Tue Apr 03, 2018 9:50 pm

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She had barely arrived in the slums of Sunagakure when she could feel a piercing gaze into her direction. Shifting her head, she caught the last flicker of a black figure before she was left on her own again. Shifting out of her black bird form and stretching lightly to get familiar with her normal form again after the long trek, Las jumped down the half-constructed building and casually walked through the streets, eyes observing the works that took place. Men ran on and off, workers sweating as they worked hard to rebuild and plaster the broken walls. Where some streets would remain preserved, other areas were being bulldozed with the help of doton and fuuton chakra to make room for new projects or simply to be reorganised into a more efficient division of the city. Whatever the blueprint was they followed, designed by an unknown architect somewhere, the ruins seemed far more lively than Las would have expected from a country rumoured to be utterly destroyed.

As she continued her way through the busy crowd, not truly knowing where to go or what to look for, the streets gradually shifted from a worse-than-bad quality of life into something that could qualify as middle class worthy. Though construction here was just as busy as the slums, the builders took far more time bringing the architectural plans to life, keeping a sharp eye on the details and making sure everything went according to plan. From the way things were shaping up, Las could see herself find her own spot in here somewhere, claiming a house all for her self which would serve as her own little lair before setting out to go train or pick up whatever tasks and missions the Snake Sage could come up with to keep her occupied.

Her trail of thoughts was disturbed when she saw two black figures appear with a flicker within her vision. Able to perceive them properly this time, she noticed they were both dressed in a black attire, eyes fixated on her. She could sense their chakra was far more present than that of the workers out there, and decided to remain vigilant as she could not say what the two of them wanted.

"Yes...?", she asked them right out, somewhat annoyed at their sudden intrusion.
"You are expected. Come."
"Who is expecting me, then?"
"As long as the crows can't fly, the snake devours them"

Upon hearing that phrase, Las narrowed her eyes for a moment. Not too many knew that she was a crow sage, and even fewer would relate the crow with the Snake Sage she had met. She guessed the phrase could only have been given out by one person only, but that didn't quite tell her who these two people were.

"And what are you in the eyes of the snake?"
"We are Ryujin. Nothing matters more than to abide by her word."

Looking into the direction to where the Snake's chakra mark seemed to pull her, Las eventually nodded at the two figures and followed them along the road towards the capital. Towards where the Snake Sage waited.





Arriving near the wooden platform where Lamya and her entourage seemed to be in a discussion with government officials, Las looked up at the unfamiliar figure her eyes did not recognise as the Snake Sage. The catsuit, the rebreather and the black armour made her look like a completely different person compared to the woman Las had met in Kumogakure. So different it was, Las would almost doubt she was actually standing in front of the Living Chakra Nightmare she had experienced were it not for the unmistakable chakra signature that had left its mark in her own aura.

"Mistress.", she greeted Lamya. "You look every bit the dark warlord I envisioned you to be."

Daunting, intimidating, white skin and golden eyes lurking under the black shadows that covered her. She looked far more like a dark lord of sorts now than she had done in Kumogakure. And much like she had done with her chakra before, she did it now again with her clothes. A superior being standing in front of the young woman dressed in nothing more but a simple black dress and ditto boots, her amethyst eyes about the only bit of colour in the shadow she was herself.

"Are things progressing as you wish?"






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3 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Wed Apr 04, 2018 5:27 am

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Noticing that her men had brought the "student" to her as she had requested, the woman dressed completely in black, with her face covered by the shiny black and gold helmet simply made a gesture to the officials who had been busy laying out the plans to the next phase of the construction of her capital. It didn't take much time or experience to know the meaning of her gesture, as they made a respectful nod with their heads and went on their way to continue overseeing the construction. The four remaining members of her personal guard remained, holding their heads high and their hands upon their swords while awaiting further instruction. However, Lamya practically paid no attention to them, simply letting out a soft chuckle and turning her attention to her student. "Before we even start talking about my own problems, how was your trip?" The rogue shinobi's voice, though distorted by the helmet she wore, did not sound malicious or even dangerous at that moment, making it obvious that she was actually quite pleased to see Las. "I reckon travelling from Kumo or wherever you managed to come from, must've been rather ardeous with this nation still tending to its dissidents and all the roaming groups of bandits which plague the borders."

Awaiting the child's response, the rogue shinobi calmly turned to the four members of her personal detail again and waved at them, motioning them to do as they please for the time being. Despite a moment of obvious displeasement with this action, certainly after their mistress had nearly made a fatal error during the kumo incident, they eventually departed in the most shinobi-like way: by simply vanishing within the blink of an eye.

"Right, so...where were we?" Pressing the side of her helmet, the entire contraption made a hissing sound, after which the rogue shinobi pulled it off of her head and hung it backwards onto her back, letting it hand between her shoulders. Blinking with her eyes a bit, she conveyed that she wasn't used to the harsh sunlight of the former Land of Wind after having worn her helmet for more than an hour and she obviously would need a few minutes to fully adjust herself again to the bright light. "So far everything's going within our preset planning, the timetable's still good and everything's progressing on schedule, despite some rare logistical issues popping up now and then."

Motioning the Jugo clanmember to walk with her, Lamya moved off of the platform and started walking towards the multitude of construction sites that seemed to crowd the whole place, stretching as far as the eye could see, with the most prominent one being the site which obviously was rebuilding most of sunagakure's walls and hewing out parts of the sandstone mountains to incorporate the even larger features of this new "rumoured" capital. "Maybe you might be interested in seeing how our... research and development facilities are progressing?"

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4 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Wed Apr 04, 2018 9:00 pm

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"Before we even start talking about my own problems, how was your trip?"

Las let out a slow sigh, as if the question suddenly made her aware of the strain she felt in her shoulders and body from the long flight she had undertaken. It had mostly been strenuous on a physical level, as she had suffered little opposition from brigands during her flight.

"Travel went rather well, if not somewhat on the boring side what with all the barren lands between there and here. Iwagakure was not a bad place to be, though I seem to have met only but law-abiding shinobi over there, and the missions were not exactly thrilling either."

Even if she understood the whole shinobi hierarchy, she couldn't help but wonder who invented the need for D rank missions and obliged a young woman as her to follow such dull regulations just for a couple of coins and a bit of experience. But that was then, not here. Las was fairly certain she would only be given fun, interesting and most dreadful experiences here.

With her answer given, Lamya briefed her of the situation which seemed to go fairly well compared to what she had been expecting. Perhaps it was the drive to get rid of the ruins and bury a dark past under the rise of a new nation that pushed the men to cause the least troubles, perhaps it was their fear to ire the Snake Sage should they make too many mistakes, but to hear constructions went well and neatly on schedule was as amazing as it felt good.

As the two walked through off the platform and through the streets filled with countless ongoing projects, Las allowed her eyes to take a look at the surroundings and how they were once more of a better upstanding quality than the slums or even the mid-section. With it, her mind changed, preferring now to live in these quarters rather than the mid-quarters, even though her small amount of ryo would hardly allow her to afford the prices that would probably end up being requested.

"Maybe you might be interested in seeing how our... research and development facilities are progressing?"

The question had caught the young woman off-guard, not so much due to distraction but rather because she didn't expect her mentor to be working on a project such as this. What exactly did a being of her power wish to discover still? Did she not have everything, or could she not take anything she wanted? The suggestion of research and development seemed so... off to her.

"I didn't expect a research centre", she stated with genuine surprise.

From her point of view, Lamya was already everything a mere mortal could not be. Even for herself, who could perhaps hold a flicker of similarity considering she was a crow sage, she could not say just yet that she would be able to achieve what this woman had achieved. Perhaps one day she'd hold the same power, but her reputation..? Her fearless revelation at the Exhibition Match? Or even conquer and claim an entire Village? No, that didn't seem to be likely. Yet even now Lamya seemed to reach for something beyond that what felt already as unreachable to Las.

"What exactly could you be searching for that you don't already have? You have power beyond comprehension, people following your very word, your own country to rule..."





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5 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Wed Apr 04, 2018 11:30 pm

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"That's good to hear, Las," The woman gave a soft, surprisingly gentle smile towards the Jugo child. If anything it seemed that this rogue shinobi who had now been branded the World's Most Wanted, did seem reliefed that her student arrived without any unnecessary bloodshed or undesirable disaster along her travels. Now that she had found someone who was promising enough in both physical and mental fortitude, the rogue shinobi wasn't willing to just have her slip through her fingers in such an unsavory manner. "Plenty of stuff to do here...in due time we could make sure you'd have yourself some proper fun."

However brief her moment of normalcy, of humble humanity and of menial mercy, the very moment the Jugo child made a mention about the fact that she found it slightly strange that Lamya would decide to build a research and development facility, despite the fact that she should've been among the upper echelons of the world's foremost leading powers, the ruler of the fledgling Ryujin no Teikoku suddenly went silent, clenching her left hand into a fist in such a forceful manner that her nails managed to penetrate her skin ever so slightly, revealing that despite her power and greatness, Lamya was still in essence a human, a human bleeding red like any other...for now. "Las, we are but a fledgling nation, born out of the ashes of a failed land which held no prominent resources nor prominent power," With the corners of her lips curling upwards into a cruel and malicious grin, baring her sharp, pearly white teeth into the open, while her eyes seemed to shimmer like bright gold, the woman who stood at the top of the nation's new pecking order raised her arms, the palms of her hands facing upwards. "We are but a fledgling nation, surrounded by enemies, surrounded by animals and insects that would dare to overrun us if we did not have one thing which would set us apart. We will conduct research, we will experiment, we will grow and learn...and we will have it ALL!!"

Suddenly clenching both hands into fists again, the rogue shinobi let out a rather wicked sounding laughter. "No matter how morally ambiguous and wrong, no matter how vile and how disturbed, we will research everything, we will discover and learn everything," Turning her attention to Las again, the woman's madly twisted face suddenly went black again, before showing that friendly smile which she had shown before. "We will gain knowledge and what I ask, is more powerful than knowledge?"

"Now, let's have a looksy at some other stuff...I am certain you may enjoy the statue which has been erected near the spot where the imperial palace is being built," In passing the research facility, Lamya ignored what a whole bunch of workers were bringing into the building under the careful eye of the Ryujin. carts covered with tarp rolled into the large building's back entrance and the faint cry of children could be heard. "I formally welcome you Las, to the Dragon Empire, for we are the kin which devours demons and defies the gods."

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6 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Fri Apr 06, 2018 10:01 am

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After her question, Lamya became serious. The look upon her face was not that of person with mundane dreams like herself, but that of an empress envisioning a future that no one else could perceive. The determination to make that future a reality was just as scary as the power the Snake Sage held, and drove the young woman to drop her playful trickster nature if only for a brief moment. As Lamya explained the insight that Las seemed to lack, not seeing the construction which was going according to plan, but the dangers which surrounded the new rising glory. What was a certitude to Lamya was still but a question to the young woman - was it truly this dangerous to rebuild a nation?

With the shared determination, the darker side of the plan drifted on top. The nation was not only a claim to power, but the staging grounds of a nightmare which would engulf the whole world. An extension of Lamya's dreadful aura, as it were. Just remembering the experience was enough to have a shiver crawl over the girl's back, but when the aftermath prodded at her mind - all the opposition, all the 'heroes' which would ultimately rise to stop her - she could already see the thrill of battle and hear her Jugo blood roar in delight as it would rip through the masses. Feeling thick liquid run out of her nose, Las rubbed it away and spotted its red colour. Once again, the grand scheme that would inevitably lead to battle and warfare had excited the woman so much her nose would start to bleed.

"What is more powerful than knowledge?"

As she pressed a hand kerchief against her nose, Las thought about the whole idea. Certainly knowledge was a good thing to have as it gave an edge, but was it truly the most powerful thing? One could know how to fight, but did that make them a powerful warrior? Las didn't believe so. There was potential to power in knowledge, options. But raw power in itself was not everything either. Knowledge could refine power to a more devastating state. Though rhetoric in nature, the question seemed to difficult to be answered by her mind just yet.

The two of them moved away from the research facility, passing by carts covered with tarp that were being pushed forward. Hearing the faint sound of crying kids from under it, Las briefly turned her head, wondering for a moment if she had heard right. Kids? The idea of having kids being taught since they were smile was, of course, the best course of action if one wanted a well-trained soldier, but why they were put in carts eluded her, just as much as to why they were being brought to the research facility rather than trained. Las could only wonder what the Sage had in mind for these kids.

"I formally welcome you Las, to the Dragon Empire, for we are the kin which devours demons and defies the gods."

'Devour demons'. Unknown to Las now, those words would be the dark seed that would eventually bloom to fruition in her future. They would be the blueprint of her personal conquest towards power. But here, they sounded like a warm welcome and a dark embrace into the fold. An invitation to help build up a dark, twisted realm which would hold the cacophony of terrorised screams, a never-ending nightmare shadowing even when awake. Her lips curled up into a wry smile of being 'welcomed home'.

"Thank you, mistress. What you have on the menu sounds tasty, but I suspect this is only an appetiser before the real dish is being served?"





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7 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Fri Apr 06, 2018 6:21 pm

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The rogue shinobi seemed almost extolled as she explained her reasoning, her passion and her desire. However, she seemed even more commanding in her silence than with her voice being used. Though years of being an ANBU would take its toll on anyone, she endured them, survived them and surpassed the suffering and hardships of those long gone days. She was no longer a protector for someone's shadow, no longer a denizen of the dark and obscure corners of the shinobi world. She was now a true shadow by herself, growing in size with every step she took forward, consuming the other shadows around her, dragging them into her own. "A single nation designed for the sole purpose of reigning supreme on any and all fields," The woman spoke silent, yet stern as she brought the young Las towards a massive, fifty meters high statue made entirely out of glass; which evidently seemed to be the most used resource for the foundation of her new, awe inspiring city. The statue itself seemed terrifying, a perfect replica of her own eight branches technique made entirely out of what many believe to be a fragile and hopeless material when it comes to withstanding the test of time. Yet still Lamya desired it to be erected out of glass, for it stood symbol of a connection between the old and the new or more presicely: how the new had stomped out the old and had plucked it out by the root to be tossed by the wayside. "Names of the innocent casualties and those who bravely died in honourable battle are to be inscribed upon this monument. A testament to show that I bear no ill will to the people of this nation in general and that only those who ran like cowards, who rather than stand for what they believed in quickly made way to other nations without a care for their old, natural home, will be seen as vermin, as traitors of the lowest and most despicable kind."

It was a dual nature though, Lamya knew that she still needed the people and using sentiment and patriottism, all the while revealing the truth of the former government through propaganda and funding, would be the most benificial way to achieve the current status quo she so enjoyed. "It is true, I am one of those who got rid of the old government and it is true that I have blood on my hands," The snake sage smiled at Las again, yet this time, her lips curled into a rather devious smile, showing that in her time as a shinobi, she had gotten a valuable lesson: tht no matter how powerful one had become, without politics, they'd never be more powerful than any other menial jounin. "This is why knowledge is the most powerful. Knowledge opens the door to understanding, understanding grants insight, insight allows for manipulation and manipulation creates power. Knowledge is the root of all power and though the path may diverge in many ways, it will always have knowledge at its roots. From the shinobi who knows what jutsu to have, to the merchant who has insight on the market to the king who plays with his soldiers as if they were mere toys."

Passing the statue, the woman laughed rather crudely, while looking at the progress on what would without a doubt be the most magnificent and awe inspiring building in the entirity of the entire nation: the imperial palace."To me all is just an apetizer, for my hunger can only be satiated by power, thus I crave knowledge, understanding the machinations of the world and its people is simply one of many paths to take towards the ultimate goal: insurmountable, undeniable, ABSOLUTE power."

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8 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Tue Apr 10, 2018 12:22 pm

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The fifty meters tall glass statue was... impressive. Raising her eyes up, almost towards the sky, just to see the top of the eight-headed hydra, the sun's light played heavy within the glass construct. Its awe could blind onlookers, its purity could inspire people. The light caught within could serve as beacon miles away for those who had yet to reach its magnificence, and as a display of hope for those nearby. As Lamya revealed it to be a monument to the fallen who had stood proudly against her, Las could see the devouring aspect reflected in the eight maws for those who had tuck their tail between their legs and had left Sunagakure to die on its own.

Answering her unspoken question, Lamya explained why exactly knowledge was so crucial to her. How it could lead to insight, manipulation and power. She nodded softly, understanding the lesson, at least, but was still not quite sure how one could obtain all the information in the existence. Even in the course of a lifetime, many failed to achieve the perfection they strove for, so Las wondered how the Snake Sage would achieve her ambitions.

"With such ambitions... Do you aim to discover immortality?"

Immortality, the philosopher's stone, the fountain of youth... The concepts were always the same. People tried to cheat death itself and grow older than naturally possible. Surpass the limits of Nature, become true gods. Las didn't believe such a thing was possible, but then again, she would never have considered Lamya's power level a possibility either. Or that one could eradicate and rebuild an entire nation like she did. Perhaps in the darkness of disbelieve, Las believed that Lamya would probably be able to figure out such a thing as immortality - or something close to it.

"A dragon's power, its immortality, its hoarded treasures. If anyone can achieve the impossible, it must be you."





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9 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Thu Apr 12, 2018 6:49 pm

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Ofcourse the fifty meters tall statue was impressive, but it was but the beginning of what Lamya envisioned her entire capital to be and though there was lots of work finally coming around, so far the only building near completion was the research facility which she had shown to the Jugo clanmember already, the rest of the area was dominated by workers laying foundations, clearing space and doing their best to keep things at a steady pace. With the ruins of Sunagakure not too far away from the new capital's location, this wasn't only an impressive, but also a dangerous undertaking, especially since many nations would be sending forces to the former hidden village; either to send aid or to lay claim upon the ruins.

The rogue shinobi could not allow this however and has been using and reforming the remnants of her uncle's old Black ANBU to act as her security detail and with the added benefit of some former suna shinobi and reformed bandits, she had managed to at the very least create a small force that would be useful in times like these. However, there was still so much more to be done and the student by her side was very important to the future of her designs and desires.

"Immortality is but a part of everything," The shinobi laughed and patted Las on the back. "Immortality is... boring though, but extending one's life without too much repercussions is already an interesting thing and as luck may have it, I already have that power. Given that I am capable of restoring my body into peak condition...I don't think immortality itself is that far away from my grasp."

However, for now the chit chat had to be dealt with, Las hadn't come to suna just to have a tour and some fun. No, Lamya was going to administer a few more... crucial tasks and tests to fully understand the youg woman's potential and more importantly her will. After all, the missing nin could not see any use in people whi were either too weakwilled or just simply lacking too much in the potential to be a proper shinobi. "I think we'll head back to the research facility for now," Making a swift heelturn, the woman started to walk back towards the rather dull and unimpressive gray building which they had passed before. She was quite sure that the Jugo was...at the very least curious about the carts that had been driven into the building. "We've got a few...tests to do."

With that being said, she'd continue walking, nevertheless prepared to answer any and all questions Las might've had. After all, it was better to ask questions before doing any actual test, because there would be no room for error at all. Not to mention the fact that without prior knowledge, most usually failed at any given test to begin with. "You know, should there be anything on your mind...it's best to speak up now."

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10 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Sat Apr 14, 2018 10:50 am

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Immortality was boring. Las blinked when Lamya uttered those words. How could eternal life be boring when there was a whole nation to lead? The girl could think of thousands of things to do, gripped in the spur of youth as she was with the whole world and her whole future still in front of her. Lamya didn't look that old either, being rather close in age to her parents and she knew well that her parents would have embraced the idea of immortality when they could. Researching for an eternity to come, new people that would come and go in the village. People to test out the afflictions on, places to try out a pandemic or two... Power eternal as they grew to figure out how far one could reach exactly.

As they returned to the research facility, it dawned Las that Lamya and her father seemed to share quite a few traits, but where her father was limited by his human nature, Lamya had surpassed that in power, ability and ambition by far. Her father was limited to their house and a little hidden cave to conduct his research, but the Snake Sage had build an entire complex that would have had her father's jaw drop in amazement. Las could only wonder what, where and how Lamya achieved the resources to get this done.

But the most eerie thing to realise was that this felt much like a repetition of the past. She had once been a little girl running dark errands at the beck and call of her parents, figuring out who and what she was while her parent's taught her little by little the Ars Goetia. Was this not the same? Lamya had replaced her parents as the power that would send the crows out as the dark messenger or the black valkyrie on the battleground, and was teaching her things about herself she had yet to fully understand. As that realisation dawned upon her, a distant raven cawed thrice as if mocking her for her late vision, causing the hairs on her arms to raise.

"We've got a few...tests to do. You know, should there be anything on your mind...it's best to speak up now."

There was one thing she wanted to mention even though it was out of context before she would ask what the tests were about. Just to see the Sage's reaction, perhaps, as she doubted it would do much for the Sage that had already mastered her form.

"There is, actually. A little secret to share with you, unrelated to the tests. Back in Iwagakure, the ravens called. They lead the way to a most strange world where they taught me their sage form. Weirder even is that I succeeded the Corvus Sage Form over there, but can't reproduce it here any longer despite feeling the flow of nature chakra so much easier than before. Why is that exactly?"

Whatever the answer would be, Las would nod slowly, allowing the information to seep into her mind. Answers would be remembered, solutions would be tried out when possible. Then, she would actually return to the trials at hand.

"What tests are we talking about? Do I need to take on clones again?", she asked with a twinkle in her eyes. It wasn't that she truly believed there would be fighting in a research facility, but she couldn't help herself wishing to feel the thrill of battle once more after such a long boring stay in Iwagakure and the flight from there to the ruins. She really needed to stretch her legs again. Even if Lamya would not send in her clones, she had a hunch that whatever the tests would be, she would not have to remain idle.





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11 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Mon Apr 16, 2018 1:58 pm

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"There is, actually. A little secret to share with you, unrelated to the tests. Back in Iwagakure, the ravens called. They lead the way to a most strange world where they taught me their sage form. Weirder even is that I succeeded the Corvus Sage Form over there, but can't reproduce it here any longer despite feeling the flow of nature chakra so much easier than before. Why is that exactly?"

Lamya's eyes widened, the tip of her tongue sticking out of her mouth and swiftly going across her lips. She was both elated and interested, since this in fact seemed to mean that the animals of a certain group have sought out contact with the Jugo child, just like how the snakes of the Ryuchi caves had sought out contact with her when she herself had saved Uraeus' life in the forests of Konohagakure no sato. It was at the very least wonderful news for the child to have been granted such an honor in the first place, though Lamya had no doubt about the fact that her mere presence as one of the world's foremost sages had something to do with it all well, no matter if this was due to her fame or perhaps her infamy, leading the various factions of the animal world to vy for their own champions to face off against the other factions' champions.

"To be chosen as a vessel for the power of nature, certainly when one such as yourself already possesses such an intricate bond with nature chakra is to say the least, a very great improvement for your future," The rogue shinobi wasn't lying, it took her quite some time to master the senjutsu powers that she had garnered and even more to activate the senjutsu cells she herself already possessed, but her own were dormant, while those of Las were active, making this into quite an interesting experiment. "I would say it to be in your best interest to study as much as you can on the sages of old and on senjutsu. To unlock your full potential in this regard, you'll need to find a center of balance for yourself, which I reckon with your unstable Jugo power would make it a worthwhile challenge for yourself, call it a valuable lesson, if you will."

Chuckling slightly when Las seemed to have the idea that she'd be facing some clones again, Lamya lead her to the inside of the unfinished research facility, showing the large hall and the many small offices that seemed to have been created. "Everything here and upstairs will become an open space of science and medicine, a place where everyone would be allowed to seek for more...base knowledge, but downstairs, where they are continuing the build of this nation's backbone...true knowledge will be found, no matter the cost, no matter the price or morals involved."

Passive through a double door with a few of those same Ryujin at each side, it opened up into a downward tunnel were carts with rock, sand and dirt went up and out of the facility, while bags of cement, supplies and ofcourse "cheap" labor were brought in. "Due to the nature of this place, we tend to keep things under the wraps. Now, for your test...it may sound rather menial, but I want you to clear the lowest level of red scorpions. We've managed to hit up a small underground cave with scorpions... just get rid of those, but I do warn you, they're bigger than an average dog."

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12 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Mon Apr 16, 2018 10:32 pm

Las Crowly

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Was it strange for the girl to feel a little disappointed to realise that she could not show off the Corvus Form she had learned over here? Even if the whole sage form had done little more for her than drastically improving upon her affinity with nature chakra, she had somewhat wished to reveal how it looked like, curious if the Snake Sage would recognise it or acknowledge it as a sage form on itself. Instead, she had nothing to show for and yet, Lamya proceeded to nudge her to improve further still. Reading upon books of old lore... Las was not truly intrigued by sitting still and wasting her day in reading a book, but she had understood by now that picking up on 'knowledge' was simply the way of the Snake Sage before her. Still, to see Lamya this enthusiastic, she couldn't help but smile with a hint of pride herself.

The two then moved to the entrance of a downward tunnel. Guarded by two Ryujin, it was clear that this was not to be accessed by just everyone. Lamya revealed it would serve a darker purpose preferably not brought to light, a place where research for 'true knowledge' would be conducted, whatever that was. When she first revealed the crow sage would have to deal with scorpions, she was little impressed, but the moment the size of said scorpions was revealed, Las frowned in disbelieve. Was she truly sending her into a pit of red scorpions the size of dogs?

Las couldn't deny she had wished for something less boring, but dealing with scorpions of such a size was like signing a death warrant. One sting would be enough to fell a human, and she doubted that knowing her sage form made her any less humane than anyone else. And yet... Even if she was afraid of this test, she knew of a dread far more powerful. An experience that haunted her even now, and which could easily topple anything when it came to fear. The very empress standing at her side held a power that would easily make the terror of the scorpions like a joke.

Nodding in self-encouragement, Las formed the half-Demon hand seal and allowed her own chakra to mingle with the nature chakra of the surroundings to strengthen her body. She couldn't say if it would suffice in case she was stung, but she preferred not to take any risks. As the technique settled, she called upon her Jugo blood to invoke the Beast within and alter her human shape into that of a more feral being. As her skin tone darkened to a slate grey, her nails became sharp talons and from her elbows bone protruded to form sharp claws akin to those of the prehistoric pterodactyls. Her skin, already dark by the Jugo's natural Cursed Seal, grew entirely black in some places as tiny feathers far more resilient than normal covered her. Considering herself ready, any notion of fear was already being suppressed by the feral madness seething below the surface of her amethyst eyes.

"Harken the flap of my wings...", she whispered before turning to her Mistress with a bright smile of a maddened child about to embrace her own death with the greatest of pleasures. Then, she ran into the tunnel following it all the way down towards the scorpion nest. At first, dim light revealed the beginning of new constructions and the collection of all the required materials for said construction. Carts with rock, sand and dirt were meant to be sent up and out of the facility, while bags of cement, supplies and labouring forces were descended.

Running through the lower construction works, Las ignored what was going on here, eyes blazing feverishly. Blood pumping, adrenaline coursing, madness tethering when she arrived at the nest and heard the gentle skittering of scorpion legs positioning themselves for the obvious intrusion that had approached, Las channelled her dark intentions in the form of the necrotic energies she had become familiar with. Stepping forward, cautiously yet with full anticipation of the dangers ahead, her sage senses had already registered the handful of dog-scorpids in the vicinity. Their chakra registered as slightly higher than most animals, perhaps as a byproduct of the dark intent being hidden here. Las couldn't say for sure, and truthfully, neither did she care at this point.

The first scorpion shot forward, legs skittering across the stone floor, pincers at the ready. One near, it tried to pinch the girl in front of him, agitated by her tainted presence, but only found it vigorously pounded on by an axe kick before feeling its flanks hit hard by a sweeping move right after. More resilient than Las would have credited it for, the scorpion was merely kicked to the side, it's carapace showing but a few cracks. A little dazed at the counter assault, it seemed to abide its time while the second scorpion ran in. Mercilessly, it aimed its sting at her legs, striking several times without success before she could grab it solidly and cut it off with the claws. As the second one screeched out in agony, the first scorpion was starting to feel the necrotic taint the carrion crow had left behind with her strikes. At that moment, the war was on. The first scorpion returned to the battlefield, with the others following suit.

As pincers and stings aimed to kill her, Las understood there would be no chance for her to get through this unscathed. Quickly starting a little break dance, legs sweeping all around her in her dance, not only did it seem to confuse the scorpions as to where they had to sting, but as she executed her Crow Storm combo, she ended up hitting every of the giant scorpions in time. A hit there, a scratch there, a kick wherever... even if it wouldn't kill the chitinous creatures, combined with the growing taint on impact they would ultimately perish as the necrotic energies would make their way to the more vital parts of their bodies. Dancing in the middle of Death Incarnate, thrilled to such a point the Jugo was almost screaming in pleasure as the Beast was gaining a greater hold upon her sane mind, rationale faltered and failed to uphold the caution she had tried to exercise this whole time. The first of stings was inevitable, striking her limb without fail, and as scorpions fell one by one, even a second sting executed by the last scorpion in its death throes did not fail to hit the dancing danger.

Falling to her knees for a brief second as the poison was spreading fast, pearls of perspiration broke out and the muscles in her limb started to burn. Still under the sway of the Jugo blood, she laughed maniacally at the pain she felt eating up her leg, the little of rationale deciding she had to return to the only one that might know the solution to such venom. As she walked back to Lamya, the Beast within was slowly failing to hold its grip, in its own way being defeated by the poison that was close to numbing her left leg entirely. As she felt the pain crawl into her chest, the first of tears of agony glistened in the corners of her eyes as she hopped on one leg forward, grabbing to whatever to maintain her balance in the increasing dizziness the venom was starting to cause.

By the time she had returned to Lamya, her vision was but a blur. Her legs had become useless, her arms were losing their strength and her heart was beating with such power she thought it would explode within her chest. Her face pallid, lips turning blue, all she uttered with the greatest of efforts was, "Scurp'ns ar' dead... Mistress.", before rolling onto her back, breathing heavily in effort to fight the scorpion venom with the 'demonic resilience' she harboured.





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Chakra 105/170, Rage 3/10:

Demonic Resilience, senjutsu option - post 1 /2
Combat Transformation - post 1 /X
- talons (offensive)
- elbow claw (offensive)
- 'feathers' (defensive)
Carrion's Infection - post 1 /X

C Rank - Demonic Resilience:

Name: Taijutsu - Demonic Resilience
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Defensive
Element: None
Range: Self
Specialty: Taijutsu | Senjutsu (optional)
Duration: 2 post
Cooldown: 4 posts
Description: With a half-Demon hand seal, the user is able to endure 3 D rank jutsu, 2 C rank jutsu or 1 B rank jutsu (-2 rank effectiveness after breaking through) by infusing his own body with chakra, hardening his very skin against all sorts of chakra assaults for two posts.

Senjutsu: The technique is empowered by natural chakra, stopping 3 C rank jutsu, 2 B rank jutsu or 1 A rank jutsu instead (-2 rank effectiveness after breaking through). During its activation, black corruption marks the body in demonic patterns as the natural chakra suffuses their form.
C Rank - Combat Transformation Technique:

Name: Combat Transformation Technique
Canon/Custom: Canon
Rank: C
Type: Offensive, Supplementary
Element: N/A
Range: Personal
Specialty: Kekkei Genkai, Senjutsu, Taijutsu/Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable
Cooldown: Duration + 5 posts
Description: The user channels nature chakra through their body, and transforms their body to a form better suited for combat. The user is able to induce transformations including but not limited to ridges, spikes, or firm blades out of their flesh sporadically all over their body to act as weapons, as their skin becomes a dark slate gray. They may make up to three such transformations using this one jutsu, each up to a foot long. Weapons made in this way can cause up to:

  • 1-inch deep cuts
  • Minor external bruising

Transformations made this way are able to be broken or destroyed when hit with 1 C-rank jutsu or 2 D-rank offensive jutsu each, causing the user the full extent of the damage by said jutsu after the destruction of the transformation. Hence, 1 D-rank fire jutsu does not burn the user when defended against with the transformation, but the second fire jutsu destroys the transformation and burns the user. All transformations must occur in the first post this jutsu is used. Throughout the course of this jutsu, no extra transformations may be formed using this jutsu, regardless if the limit of three transformations via this jutsu has been reached.

D Rank - Carrion's Infection:

Name: Crowly Hiden - Carrion's Infection
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: D
Type: Offensive
Element: None
Range: Self
Specialty: Taijutsu & Iryojutsu
Duration: Maintained, 5 chakra/post
Cooldown: Maintained x2
Description:
In line with her parent's dark teachings, Las channels decaying energy within her fist and feet with the intention to have every blow inflict minor 1st degree tissue damage at the point of impact on top of the normal damage done by her basic strikes. The tissue damage takes on the form of gangrene, requiring a medical technique of equal rank to cure the infection.
C Rank - Crow Storm:

Name: Taijutsu: Crow Storm
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Offensive
Element: None
Range: Melee
Specialty: Taijutsu
Duration: Maintained, 5 chakra/post
Cooldown: Maintained x1.5
Description:
Combining the Capoeira's handstand kicking technique with some breakdancing and a snuff of empowering chakra, the user becomes a whirling menace of kicks as the shinobi alters the assault between handstand kicks and back-spinning low kicks before ending back on the feet. Due to its speed of execution, the technique is highly efficient at dealing with surrounding enemies, inflicting major bruises in the progress.

If the jutsu is maintained for three turns or more, the user suffers a -1 tier in visual Perception for two turns as the world keeps on spinning in front of them.


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13 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Thu Apr 19, 2018 12:20 pm

Lamya

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It was intriguing to see Las do her dance of death among the scorpions. No matter how big theyr were, no matter how intimidating and poisonous they were though, these scorpions, even in large groups such as this one shouldn't have been too much of an issue for any strong genin, let alone one who could call upon the grace and strength of nature's own power. So rather than using this as a way to test the Jugo child's strength, Lamya sought to test Las' problem solving skills, tactics and general intelligence. It was after all not just strength or skill which would lead to the snake sage's blessing, but more importantly intelligence itself which would grant the Jugo child the honor of being tutored by Lamya herself. It was a given that she'd desire someone smart, for if her student would grow powerful, the intelligent ones could become rivals and rivalry simply boosted one's own skills and power just as well.

"Excellent work, Las," The rogue shinobi softly clapped her hands, looking at the carcasses breaking down and letting out a foul odor when the internal fluid of the eight legged beasts started to evaporate due to the heat. Making a simple gesture with her hand, a few children started to clean up the mess, removing the scorpions' remains and cleaning up the fluids and other unwanted liquids in the area. "I reckon a bunch of mindless beasts should not be too much of a hassle, though of course it is your job to train yourself and to prevent yourself from devolving into a mindless beast as well. It is after all the so called curse of your blood that you are extremely well attuned with nature, but sadly also highly volatile when using this power granted to you by your blood and lineage."

Picking upa pincer that had been snapped off of its limb, Lamya held it in front of Las to serve as a symbolical equivalent to the girl herself. "Due to your jugo blood, you on the peak of your power, are like this pincer: strong and powerful, but without aim or direction," Walking a bit further, she momentarily stopped two children from dragging away a scorpion's remains, bending through her knees, Lamya grabbed one of the frontal limbs and showed that pincer to Las. "Both the sagemode and myself however are meant to act as the limb that guides, steers and directs your power...to prevent it from selfharm and wanton destruction." With that being said, she handed over the pincer to one of the children and gave the Jugo child a pat on the back. Pointing out that with this minor inconvenience dealt with, they could have a more hands on approach in terms of techniques and possible theories regarding the Jugo child's senjutsu powers.

"I must admit that you did handle the situation quite well, no remorse, no guilt and no hesitation, very good...very good indeed," As they reached the upper floor, Lamya simply made a gesture that they'd be going to the roof of the building, since there was ample space and a decent floor for them there. After all, space was necessary when teaching techniques and techniques were the bedrock of any teacher student relationship. "Though it might sound rather repetitive, but do ask anything you have on your mind, I am more than willing to answer or explain anything you are troubled with. After all, it is my job to teach and nurture you, not to keep you in the dark."

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14 Re: Building Bonds [Las Crowley/private] on Thu Apr 19, 2018 9:42 pm

Las Crowly

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Delirious by the venom, Las could see three black blots above her take on the form of circling crows. Like vultures waiting, they circled and circled, their caws echoing in her mind. The burning pain of the venom had almost transcended into pure bliss, the whole world around her seemingly vanishing as the circling crows took up all her attention. Somewhere in that delirious state she heard Lamya's words echo about. Her praise. Her attunement to the natural chakras. Her volatile power. Thrice the words rang true, just like there were three crows.

"I'm not dead yet.", she muttered between her teeth, shooing the circling birds away with her mind. They only laughed, before everything went black as something dangled in front of her. A pincer? She blinked, her mind seemingly returning to reality with a snap. Standing up despite her dizziness and exhaustion, she looked at the pincer that Lamya was holding before her. Her words sounded clear, sharp, unlike a moment ago. She was like the pincers. Powerful but without aim. Las tilted her head somewhat, feeling a little offended at the symbolism. She felt like her aim had been quite spot on this entire time, even if the same could be said from the scorpion's stings.

Still feeling her body burn, it almost felt like the poison was losing its battle within her body. The slated grey of skin was clearing, and her claws and feathers retracted, growing back to the normal nails she had. Yet, a certain black taint remained within her veins. She recognised the black markings from her technique, but the black veins were something new. She was certain she could feel her own chakra course through her veins with the same familiarity as the necrotic taint she usually channelled in battle. Was she... afflicting herself to get rid of the poison? It certainly seemed like it even though it didn't make sense.

As Lamya continued her explanation on how Sage mode and even herself would be 'the limbs' that directed her, she had to admit she ended up confused. While it was true making use of her blood generally ended up making her lose most if not all of her reasoning, she didn't quite understand why she was to be considered a 'power without aim'. Was wanton destruction, pure obliterating the enemy not a good thing, then? As she eyed Lamya with a blank stare, the answer came to her. No, it was not. Lamya was all about knowledge. If she destroyed everything, she would not be able to learn from it. Was that the reason?

"Thanks", she said, still weak from the poison affecting her system. "Do you mean to say I should keep things alive so you can gain knowledge from it?"

With her skin having returned to its normal colour, it was visible how white her skin was from illness and how her cheeks burned a feverish red. Her body was still sweating as it attempted to get rid of the venom, and her veins were growing increasingly black as her own necrotic chakra was spreading through her veins.

"Could you teach me how to deal with venoms properly?", she asked, showing the black tendrils beneath her arm. "The scorpions got me, and currently I believe my necrotic chakra is trying to destroy it but... I'm no doctor, Mistress. Is that how it should go? "

Having asked the question, she wasn't even sure if Lamya was the right person to ask this. After all, she had healed Las with snakes before while those animals were not exactly known for their healing properties. Or... Maybe that made her just the right person for the question?





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Maybe by a Murder of Crows?

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