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Tian-Di

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Tianlan Se Long better known as Di, stood in the pouring rain a recently purchased umbrella warding off the worst of the downpour. It would be rather an understatement to say that Di came from a prestigious family. Di's grandfather Bailong was the Dragon King of the West oceans and was worshiped as a god by many people all throughout all the great ninja countries. Di's mother and father were themselves highly respectable nobles embodying each virtue that a dragon could aspire to. They would doubtlessly be horrified to know that their son was standing outside a human brothel waiting to escort a young man to a no less seedy strip club. Di sneezed as around him hookers puffed on hookahs letting trails of opium permeate the air.

During his wait Di had been being pestered by a ratty looking pimp with what the detective could glean was exactly 2.7 teeth still in his mouth , an Inuzuka asking Di if he could point him in the direction of 'hot bitches', and a woman trying to sell him some undergarments purportedly worn by Ayakashi , Nozomi and even the notorious serpentine seductress Lamya. By their pungent scent alone Di could assume that SOMEONE had worn the panties but it didn't take a great detective to guess that it sure as hell wasn't any of the aforementioned celebrities.  

The initial event that had gotten Di into this situation had seemed innocuous enough. One morning while going through his mail Di had happened upon a letter from a one Mokuzai Senju. The young ninja had previously assisted Di with some work involving a cemetery full of restless spirits and Di owed Mokuzai one for his willingness to brave such danger. Opening the envelope and reading the enclosed letter Di had been shocked at it's contents. It seemed that the young senju was having thoughts about his own mortality. That wasn't too unusual as Ninja work was dangerous at the best of times but what he was doing about it hadn't really occurred to Di.

Mokuzai wanted Di to accompany him to a strip club so he could witness the carnal delights of the flesh in case he died in field of battle. Di didn't exactly consider himself a prude but the entire venture was something so far outside his normal state of affairs he had to sit and think for a while. Eventually he came to the conclusion that yes he would go! There were two reasons behind this – first was the fact that Mokuzai had done him a good turn and it would only be fair to assist him as well. Second was the fact that as a detective he needed to learn all he could about the underground and it's seedy workings. What better place to do this than a den of sin and debauchery?

It was not like Di would enjoy the trip or anything... Hell he wasn't even human. What fascination could human women have for him? Totally for research purposes. Yes that was right and to make sure that Mokuzai didn't fall into trouble of course. Kiri could be a dangerous place for a young impressionable Senju. Many in Kiri believed the clan to be all bark and no bite. Di had arrived at the meeting place , hopefully the young man would be there soon. Much to Di's misfortune he had attracted the eye of a 380 pound Akimichi whore who was waddling towards him. Either she had once been a man or Akimichi girls were some of the most hairy in the ninja world.

Much to Di's horror the great behemoth opened her mouth and began to speak to him

“Hi there detective boy. I seem to have lost something valuable and I think it might be somewhere on my person. How about you come into the alley with me and you can have a poke around to find it? I think it's buried pretty deep though so you are going to have to search pretty hard. And for you dearie I won't even charge a finders fee.

Di's normally pale color was beginning to turn slightly greenish. He needed a distraction of some sort. Anything, anyone be it Mokuzai or anyone else. Just something to use to get him away from this terrifying figure now towering before him.

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Mikumi Senju

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The clock on the wall ticked away as the mixed  sound of items being shuffled around the room could be heard from the outside while the time read eight forty five as the noise persisted while Mokuzai was preparing to leave in a few minutes to undertake the  the most important mission in his life, the pursuit of seeing the female body in all it's miracle's. A couple of days ago while the young Senju had gotten out of the shower during his usual morning routine he had taken a good  look at himself and noticed something was different, when he had arrived at Kirigakure No Sato he was just a little ninja squirt who looked like he still belonged in the academy but now he had the appearance of a young male with defined muscle's and looked taller and more masculine then he had before meaning that while he had been busy with his life puberty made a unexpected visit and changed his body for what seemed like the better.

Upon realization of his new outlook on life from getting older came something unexpected.The young Senju had always shared a interest in female's but never bothered to pursue them directly, but with his new outlook on life came new sensations as he now though about how his life could end with just a flick of a more powerful shinobi's hands as the fact was made clear during the battles at death camp, with that though in  mind Mokuzai became frantic about his own mortality and with it a switch came on within his mind. If he was going to die at any day  then he would at least have one night satisfying his carnal desire's to lay eye's on a  women's body and to  touch their mysteriously beautiful bodies  by going to the local strip club of the village.

But there was a dilemma as Mokuzai did not want to pursue this all to important mission of his life alone so he called in the favor of a older male he had meant in one of his job's named Di, Di owned Mokuzai a favor as he had been hired without pay to protect him as well as two others while on a investigative mission to find out if his client was being truly haunted by a malice filled spirit. Two days prior the young Senju has sent a letter to him describing what he wanted to achieve by going there and the man sent back a letter agreed, that seemed to lack enthusiasm about looking at the other half of the human species but this was of no concern to him as he was going to do everything he could to make the night a memory that would never die.

The clock read nine o' clock meaning Mokuzai was now late to meet the elderly man, he rush into his bathroom to change into a white v-cut shirt with black lining at the top over a short-sleeved red open faced shirt that had it's collar neatly curled while his father's necklace was placed right in the middle before  sporting black pants and sandy brown sandle's, tonight Mokuai wasn't a ninja but a young man so he decided to leave all his weapons behind and simply tied his blue bandanna over his head to keep his hair up while it fell gently to his right side and he would take a quick look and decide he was ready to go as he walked out grabbing his wallet with tons of ready to spend cash for the events of tonight.

When Mokuzai arrived to the entrance of the strip club he could immediately notice Di even from the distance as his demeanor caused him to stick out like a sore thumb, this reigned true as before he got close enough a obsessively large prostitute had locked their sights on him and showed no shame in confronting the elderly man. He would sit back and watch from a distance with a amused look  as he somewhat enjoyed the frantic look of his escort as he had no idea on how to deal with these type of situations, after several seconds he decided enough was enough and slipped into a small alley way before casting a hand seal to create a water clone.

As he hid in the alleyway his clone would approach the Akimichi women while ignoring Di completely and say, "Hey fatty! He doesn't want your disease's so scram and bang some fatty Akimichi guy!" Needless to say, the word's of  his clone gotten the prostitute complete attention as they turned red with pure anger coursing through them before they said simply, "Ill crush you, you little insect!!!" In which the clone made a stupid face before sprinting off at full speed while the Akimichi started chasing them, Mokuzai then walked out of the alleyway approaching Di from behind before putting a hand on him and as he turned around or looked his way Mokuzai would hold his left fist in the air while his right eye was closed as he gave him a smirk, "Let's go inside before she comes back and tries to kill us both!"

And with that Mokuzai started walking towards the entrance which to him was like a secret door to a world that he has never known...


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Nova Makato

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Nova walked uncomfortably through the dark streets of Kiri long after sunset. The discomfort was largely at the cause of her abnormal attire choice that the merchant who sold it to her assured that would be “perfect for a night out”. Wanting to get a little more attention than usual, she had picked out a crimson garment, hemmed with black lace that barely inched down her thighs and had a dangerously low neckline. The thin, stretchy, flimsy materiel clung to her curves in a way that she was certain was flattering for those looking at her, but with every step she felt the need to pull the hem down as it rode up her thighs as well as pulling up the strapless top as it showed more cleavage than was publicly acceptable. Though she had been excited about the concept of a night out, now that she was putting it into practice and too far to turn back she almost regretted her decision to get dressed up. Her long hair hung in waves down her back and across her shoulders, shining in the dim streetlights as she limped up to her destination. Just before starting up the stairs to the building adorned with brightly colored lights and neon, Nova heard a taunting shout from off to the side, Hey fatty! He doesn't want your disease's so scram and bang some fatty Akimichi guy!", followed by an enraged reply, "Ill crush you, you little insect!!!".

Turning her head to see the cause of the commotion, Nova saw a slight brown haired male being tailed-though not so efficently- by a wobbling mass of flesh dressed in grotesquely skimpy clothes that did not stay in place as she tried to chase after him. Already huffing and red, she followed him around the next alleyway visibly wearing out so soon. Back where she had come from, Nova recognized the tall figure who stood with a somewhat shocked and amused expression on his face as he was being approached by a boy who looked exactly like the one who had sprinted by moments before as he slunk out of an adjacent alleyway. Gesturing to the man that Nova had identified as Di, whom she had met in unusual circumstances on the island that she resided upon, the pair would walk through the double doors and into the music.

Nova's cheeks burned at the thought of being seen here, as it was something that she had never attended before and just now would have started having an interest in, but she felt if perhaps she wasn't here alone it wouldn't be all that bad. Following the pair to the door, she was nodded in by a burly man that seemed to be there as security and into the craziness. The entire building seemed to be filled with the beat of the music, mostly dark with the stages throughout well lit from several angles. Only after just having stepped in the door, she felt her cheeks burning as her eyes wandered around the room only finding more things to turn her cheeks red. Speeding up her pace for just a moment, she darted ahead towards the familiar face and tapped him on the shoulder, “Hey! I saw you outside! What was going on with that... lady?”. Turning to the other person, she did not recognize him but introduced herself quickly, before asking the pair if she might join them for the evening.

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Tian-Di

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The room was a sea of bosoms, brassieres and buttocks. Raucous tunes flowed from the live band and forms on catwalks gyrated and writhed to the music. Truth be told Di was beginning to somewhat regret his decision to come this evening. Motioning to a serving girl he ordered himself a glass of sake to steel his nerves wetting his throat in the process. That scenario with the Akimichi had been disturbing to say the least and a little drink might help calm him down. The woman happily obliged and he downed the glass with uncharacteristic haste before paying the girl and turning to his comrades.

As it turned out the new arrival was Nova, a young woman he had met on the sinister expanse known as spider island. She was dressed ....differently than she had been when he had seen her last. For a few instants Di though that she might even have been working here part time which would have been embarrassing to say the least. But there were small signs of being flustered about her person - the way that she constantly fiddled with her hems keeping them from riding high and the slight traces of a blush playing on her features. Not the demeanour of a working girl. It wasn't the Nova wasn't attractive enough for the position – she was quite cute in her own fashion but seeing someone you have had acquaintance with before stripping seemed to Di to be quite a flustering occasion.

My thanks for the save you pulled back there Mokuzai. And welcome to you Nova , before you had arrived on the scene I had attracted the attention of a rather ….. masculine and to be blunt morbidly obese prostitute. Being unaccustomed to this sort of courtship I was at something of a loss  of what to do. With some quick thinking and a shadow clone Mokuzai here distracted the giant and lured her away.”

It really was getting very hot in here. Did they have some kind of hidden fires operating behind concealing screens? Di's throat was already dry again and to his delight the serving girl was already there with another glass of sake for him. Paying her and downing the glass in a swift motion Di continued.

“I hope you don't mind but what brings you here Nova? I hope the master of the island hasn't got you looking to bring him back companions. That would be rather a crass thing to ask a lady. Oh and before I forget.”

Di pulled out a handful of ryo notes from his coat and passed them over to Mokuzai.

“I have read that it is customary to give one of the girls here money in exchange for whatever services that they provide. Somewhat lurid but I did read the laws and in Kirigakure it is perfectly legal. So hopefully this will let you enjoy yourself tonight.”

While speaking Di was looking around the room. There were strippers and dancing girls of all shapes and sizes. Some petite some curvy and even some downright bizarre specimens. The first of these to catch the detective's eye was something he assumed to be an Aburame. As she moved up and down the pole it appeared that insects were flying out of various places doing aerial manoeuvres and then flying back into those very same places. It was at once disgusting and strangely mesmerising and Di had to force himself to look away.

Next was a woman with bright orange hair. Her form was far more muscular than the rest of the dancers lending her an almost oni esque quality. What was truly bizarre though was the way that her 'assets' grew and shifted as she moved as if she could control the very flesh beneath them. Little horns sprouted on her head and as she motioned to a patron a fingernail morphed into wicked yet seductive talon. Jugo clan. This had to be a Jugo clans-member, Di was fascinated with both of the unusual bloodlines and would greatly love to study them more if the circumstances weren't quite so embarrassing.

The heat was really getting to him now. It was like they were in an onsen steam room. The deva serving girl was still there though and another drink disappeared down the detectives digestive ducts.  


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Mikumi Senju

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The moment the young Senju and his companion for the night Di stepped into the club their ear's were assaulted with the booming sound of music produced by a musician band playing in the club while there eye's took in the sights of  bosoms, brassieres and buttocks walking up and down a sleek black catwalk. When he was younger he often heard the stories of the older male's experiences of a night hooting and hollering at fine women in the club and had even at one point became able to vividly imagine the scene within his mind but all that paled light in comparison to actually being within the buildings confine's, he turned to his friend Di to only see him already starting the night with a cup of sake that he downed as if he was dieing of thirst and then proceeded to pay for the drink as he turned to Mokuzai and he whistled for his friend and smiled as he egged his friend on, "Way to go Di! This is already a great night!!~"

Suddenly a new arrival to the night of debauchery would arrive wearing a very beautiful dress while her auburn wavy long hair with teal ends fluttered about causing Mokuzai to at first not to recognize her until closer inspection revealed that it was actually Nova which was also a participant at the training camp started by two powerful ninja from Kirigakure, Di felt the urge to thank Mokuzai for what he did earlier and to welcome Nova to our little get together as well in which he simply responded while chuckling, "No problem man! I wouldn't want you to get caught up in all that mess anyway, and it's nice too you  again Nova but perhaps you don't recognize me but we go to the same training camp runned by Nozomi and Sero although i look different these days im still that same squirt!!"

Once again Di ordered another drink after looking like he was getting hot and dying of thirst and Mokuzai would cue a waitress to bring two drinks, one Bourbon for him and another drink of whatever  Nova wanted on the house  since Di had already downed two and he would simply say while putting his drink in the air, "To new friends, and to new journey's wherever they may take us!" And with a swift motion he downed his drink and it wouldn't take even a second before he felt a strong heat in his stomach.

While Mokuzai focused on the liquor induced heat traveling through his system whilst Nova and Di had a conversation his friend suddenly pulled out a handful of ryo bills before passing them to him before speaking," I have read that it is customary to give one of the girls here money in exchange for whatever services that they provide. Somewhat lurid but I did read the laws and in Kirigakure it is perfectly legal. So hopefully this will let you enjoy yourself tonight.” The young Senju knew he didn't need the money as he had saved up tons of cash just for this very night, but due to his own lack of resistance to the fluid currently in his system he felt his mental though process had been disturbed and all he was able to muster to say was. "Wow thanks brother!! I'll make sure i give a fine woman good money without offending her more than this place already does!!" With that Mokuzai slipped out of his chair into the area's where the ladies of various village's and clans displayed their dancing and seduction talents in hopes of pleasing the man enough to throw there money at them.

Among the females he saw many that caught his eye, some were from konaha such as the aburame and akimichi while others were less known to him but not one women seemed to display a air about her that indicated she was forced to do this but yet again Mokuzai was just a customer and they may have been poker facing this. Suddenly the young Senju caught a whiff of a beautiful perfume different from the others drifting in the air, like a bee to honey he followed his noise to where the scent took him only to find the most beautiful women he has ever seen in his own entire life bent over and even looking his way seductively that caused his young male heart to practically jump from it's location and without even a though found himself walking to her like a moth to a flame.


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Nova Makato

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Nova had never set imagined she would set foot in a place like this, much less actually following through with walking in. Her reason for coming here was likely different than the motivations that drew most of the patrons of the establishment, while the majority had more more than likely to partake in lascivious activities she had come to sort out some residual questions after an encounter with a well known flame headed girl before the training camp on Lord Osada's island. Their activities had brought a new slew of emotions forth for Nova to deal with, and as it was the first of her experiences with such matters she was unsure whether it was the her body and femininity that had made her so flustered or if it was Izumi herself that drew the attention that Nova had often thought would be caught by one of the opposite gender. Her curiosity and sexuality had been awakened that night on Izumi's patio, those two things being what drew here here to the club. A flush had creeped up her cheeks the second she walked in the door, and though she was relieve to be near a small group of other people she knew it made the nerves of what she was here to accomplish even greater. Though she had at first not recognized Mokuzai, as he called her attention to him he was familiar though looked more mature than when she had first met him. Ordering a bourbon for himself, he offered to buy a drink for her as well which Nova would gladly accept to calm her nerves. Her mind wandering back to that night she ordered a whiskey and smiled. Their drinks were delivered quickly, though Di had already downed his first by the time they would arrive and Mokuzai would call for clinking their glasses together in cheers, "To new friends, and to new journey's wherever they may take us!"

The trio would down their drinks simultaneously, Nova shaking her head from the taste that was not nearly as amazing as what she had been drinking that entire afternoon at Izumi's. Mokuzai seemed to be satisfied with the single drink, though neither herself nor Di felt the same way. Di handed off a stack of bills to the younger boy who would thank him humorously and push into the crowd to find a lady that struck his fancy. Looking to Di to see if he wanted her to grab him another, she found him to be already placing an order for himself to which Nova would add on a whiskey double. Again the service was lighting quick and the glasses were in front of them in under a minute. The third drink was gulped down by the dark haired male and Nova saw the flush that came with imbibing alcohol creep up his neck, certain the same thing was visible on her as she sipped her beverage as well. Turning to the stages that dotted the large room, Nova's eyes slid from each one to the next feeling almost embarrassed at letting her eyes pause. Despite the fact that this was their profession and chose to be doing this for the most part, it felt impolite to one as inexperienced and shy as Nova to ogle too long. Sighing deeply she finished her drink and ordered another one, trying to relax further. With the world beginning to spin around her chair, her inhibitions would start to fall away and she found herself staring at the gyrating hips and bouncing breasts with more interest though more from the movement than the form itself. This would continue for another drink before a few stages back she caught view of a busty redhead performing an impressive feat of flexibility and agility as she twisted her body against against the glinting metal pole. Looking back at Di to see his attention grabbed by something on the opposite side of the room, Nova would clumsily push herself to her feet and begin to wobble across the busy room in the direction of the mane of red hair with the drink still clutched in her hand.

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Tian-Di

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Di had never been in one of the houses where they burned charcoal but he was pretty sure that it would feel about as hot as this room. This was not some insinuation about the attractiveness of the girls either though they were pretty enough in their own right. Both Mokuzai and Nova had found 'subjects' that had caught their attention. Mabey he could go ask the Jugo to show him some of her transforming skills...

Wait would she take that the wrong way? Di wanted to literally see her transform but not in some sexual manner. He didn't need her growing a second set of genitalia or breasts though he supposed that would be educational in it's own right. By Kohryu he was parched again. That was one of the things he missed about living under water. You never really got thirsty. Sake was just as good as seawater right? Probably better.

Another glass vanished and more ryo changed hands. Wait was Di breathing? That would be kinda bad if he stopped - humans breathed a lot like not like dragons at all. Di made sure to take a big breath loud enough for those around him to hear. This earned him some funny looks from the patrons (could he have overdone it?) but it seemed that something else had drawn the patrons attention. Figures in orange robes with shaved heads were entering the building carrying signs bearing the legend 'Resist sin and reach enlightenment' , 'Meditation not degradation' and finally 'What would Amida do?' It looked to be a group of Buddhist monks who had come to protest the spiritual bankrupcy that was afflicting Kirigakure.

It seemed that many of the patrons and the workers were not too happy about this and some began to argue with the monks. Taking it pretty calmly the monks simply replied in an infuriatingly polite and courteous manner.  Things got a bit hazy at this point – the room was spinning and Di thought he may have had another drink or two. When some small level of clarity returned Di was telling the Jugo stripper how he was actually a dragon prince of an underwater kingdom and that he lived in a palace made of perls and was waited on by a bunch of shark men.

Surprisingly enough she seemed to be taking it pretty well though for some reason he seemed to have given her some ryo. What was that for again? Oh yeah he had brough them both drinks which she was sipping on greedily. Before he could continue regaling his life story there was a commotion over by the Buddhist protesters. A group of angry looking teenagers wearing ninja headbands imprinted with the kanji for fedora. It had to be the 'Konoha Atheist Association For Logic and Reason and the Disproving of Buddha , Susanoo , Amaterasu , Dragons , Yokai and Other Fairy Tales' abbreviated as KAAFLRDBSADYOFT. Here to stop the Buddhists from their protest.

Damn if they found out that Di was a dragon things could get nasty. Di made sure to stay quiet even as he ordered another drink.

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Mikumi Senju

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As the young Senju was trapped in the clutch's of the dancer's seductive glare he would glance back at the small party he had arrived with in order to sway him out of his decision but there would be no luck as Nova had found her own dancer to follow and Di remained at the bar as if he was the chaperone of this get-together, With nothing on his side to distract him from the incredibly sexy dancer Mokuzai had been all too hooked into her performance as he slumped back near the pole she was performing with  while his gaze was locked solely to her and the way she swayed her hips with each careful movement of her body.

Now helpless under her gaze he would simply watched as she continued to dance about with her unmatched beauty putting him in a love struck trance like no other, even as he watched he noticed that he had not been the only male captivated by her raw beauty as the seats around her pole kept filling up one by one as her performance went on. Mokuzai without even meaning too had begun to pull out his wallet and dropped one thousand and five hundred ryo right at her feet as if she was a queen of the highest order, the other admirers would do just the same with whatever money they had to spare.

But with the arrival of a new group from the distance that Mokuzai tried to glance at something was obviously wrong, originally he though the seductive hold over him was a prison of his own making but now that he honestly wanted to break away he now found that he wasn't able too. As time passed the seductive gaze felt like it was dropping in temperature as his skin begun to feel more similar to a ice cube then the usual warmth he was used to putting out, it wasn't just his skin neither as he watched the air around them get colder by the second as her gaze was focused on him. It would be the unexpected arrival of a few visitors that would cause the dancer to finally look away and Mokuzai felt like he was no longer stuck in her trance as he quickly shaked his head and jumped out of the chair crossing the bar to be back at his side before ordering a drink and swigging it down like it was water as he spoke to Di, "I was just seduced by a god damn Yokai..."

The young Senju would look over to the gathering groups of what appeared to be cleanly shaved monks arguing with the strippers of the bar, "Im i actually seeing this or have i had one too many?" After watching them argue another group came into play, this group looked like shinobi Mokuzai's age who were also from konaha and were known as 'Konoha Atheist Association For Logic and Reason and the Disproving of Buddha , Susanoo , Amaterasu , Dragons , Yokai and Other Fairy Tales' abbreviated as KAAFLRDBSADYOFT.

Mokuzai would order his third drink of the night before proceeding to swig it down swiftly then put the glass down and straightened up his clothing, "I dont know about you Di but i think a bar fight is what i need right now." The young Senju would walk into the back of the crowd of the KAAFLRDBSADYOFT , taking the shot of brandy from a waiter that walked near him and swinging it down as he approached one of the members and with his free hand slipped down their headband in front of their eyes while kicking them forward with one leg and using his free arm to chug the shot of glass from the back of the crowd before it collided into one of the Buddhists.



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Nova sighed longingly as the red-headed girl on the pole gyrated her hips, though her body was beautiful Nova wished it was Izumi that she was watching. Resting her chin on her hand sullenly she would finish yet another drink, one being brought to her to replace it before she had the chance to stand and order it. Slowly she would stand up, her head absolutely swimming and her stomach feeling like it was doing cartwheels she stumbled to the bar where she would find Di ordering another drink of his own. Though she would have liked to think that she slid gracefully into the seat beside him, what actually happened was closer to a newborn deer tripping over its own legs and she would have fallen straight over the bar stool without the aid of Di. Though inebriated himself he seemed to be slightly more coordinated than she was, though without acknowledging her near tumble would order another drink regardless. Nearly shouting over the music and slurring her words she would turn to di after ordering “havin fun? Whe-where's mokuzai gone?”. Hiccuping through the question and turning her head to to face the other side of the room, she saw a strange gathering for a place such as this. Two different masses seemed to have formed, one of bald and robed individuals and the other and eclective collection of teenagers that seemed to be going on about “KAAFLRDBSADYOFT” that was emblazoned on their banners and signs. Squinting, Nova tried to reread the letters as they seemed to blur together and was unsure if it was her who was misreading them. “can *hiccup* can you read that Di? Kaf... lerd... um”, Nova would slur to Di as she tried to sound out the letters and feeling silly about it.

Swaying forwards she looked back to Di, and seeing past him she would giggle, "There's Mokuzai!" she would say loudly despite the fact that Di had already acknowledged his presence. "I dont know about you Di but i think a bar fight is what i need right now.", she would hear him say as he slammed down his empty glass against the counter. A wave of chaos would cross the room as Nova saw Mokuzai advance on the crowd, and things would start flying; Bodies, glass, a shoe, a bright pink wig. Mokuzai's action was the catalyst for what quickly grew into an all out brawl between an usual trio of parties; Strippers, Buddists, and whatever the hell KAAFLRDBSADYOFT meant. Nova's reaction unlike the rest of the bar-goers, was to slip off the chair completely lacking in grace and falling on her ass and scooting back under the lip of the bar.
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Through the haze of the alcoholic sea he had imbibed Di heard Mokuzai mention that he had had a run in with one of the dancers who just so happened to be a yokai. That could be bad depending on what sort but as Di's attention went to the stripper he felt blessed coolness radiating from her skin. Phew - Yuki Onna they could be deadly when encountered alone on a mountain top but they were smart enough to blend in with the normal residents of Kiri. Probably just here to make herself a few ryo like all the other girls working here. Before Di could reply properly Mokuzai had decided that he wanted to rouse of bit of hell with Konoha's resident skeptic community and had put a boot square into their guts.

Nova had also come over to sit on the bar next to him. The Jugo girl he was with seemed to be more focused on the drink than his talk so he turned his attention. Nova seemed to be almost as drunk has he was and her wooden leg wasn't doing any flavors for her balance while inebriated. In the melee things were getting heated - or in some circumstances quite frigid. Several monks had busted out their kung fu skills and were using highly practiced martial arts talent to fight off members of the KAAFLRDBSADYOFT as well as drunk and angry patrons.

The KAAFLRDBSADYOFT were tapping into their own neckbeard rage and were lashing out at A the fundie monks and B the strippers who wouldn't date them even though they were all highly qualified in ninja science. For their own part the strippers were putting their talents to use. It turned out that pole dancing was good cardio and that many of the working girls had gotten some degree of self defense training out on the mean streets of Kiri.

Di watched as the Jugo girl who was previously sitting net to him had assumed a beast form and was jumping onto a surprised monk. The Yuki Onna had been struck with a "Buddha isn't real" sign before freezing an ice cube around her attackers legs. Behind this a monk roundhouse kicked a stripper and a skeptic into the wall. In short things were devolving into utter madness. Mokuzai was in the thick of things beset upon on all sides by all three factions. What made matters worse was the fact that the Kirigakure police force would probably arrive in somewhere around 5- 10 minutes time. Kiri's justice meant that all those who were found causing this sort of behaviour would receive public whippings for their trouble.

Shit, Di was too damn drunk for this. He was also a detective and didn't want his reputation besmirched by being involved with such an incident. Trying not to slur his words too much Di bent down to where Nova was lying.

“Nova – we are getting out of here. I'm going to grab ahold of you and then we need to get to Mokuzai before the authorities show up. We can be pretty sure that it will take them a little while to arrive but we don't need to be here when that happens. When we get to Mokuzai just hang on tight to me okay? I can get us out.”

Putting an arm under Nova's shoulder Di took the girls weight onto himself and began the treacherous journey across the room towards Mokuzai. Avoiding a thrown punch from a stripper Di instead connected with a thrown bottle which stung quite a bit but clenching his teeth he powered through the insanity. Raising his voice over the chaos Di called out to Mokuzai

“Things are getting a bit hot to handle here. I think it's about time to make our exit. If you can get to me and grab my shoulder I have a way out.....”

Mikumi Senju

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With but a single glass thrown the young Senju had instigated a brawl within the strip club whilst three parties of different value's begun to fight each other in the midst of the loud music of the club, The thrown object had hit the top of one of the Buddhists but not just any of the devoted followers as it seemed the one he struck was one of the leading members of the party and in his confusion automatically assumed that one of the other parties did it and quickly shed his passive nature as he swung the stick in his hand towards one of the members of the  KAAFLRDBSADYOFT which also lead to them hitting one of the strippers causing a war within the club to start.

Mokuzai earlier mood of depression had been utterly destroyed and replaced with the intense emotions of combat albeit not as intense as the missions he had taken but it reminded him of how he loved being a ninja, whilst in his drunken stupor he was suddenly hit over the head with a stick from a Buddhist but didn't feel anything as his training had made him practically immune to such damage on top of his sense of pain being dulled by the liquor flowing through his system. Eager to join the brawl now the young Senju grabbed the stick quickly before he had a chance to pull back and elbowed the faithful monk right in the middle of his face, Although usually Mokuzai would control his strength as to not harm a citizen but today was different as his opponent was a trained fighter in their own right and the amount of liquor he consumed throw off his ability to hold back and he ended up using a little more power than necessary accidentally breaking the monk's nose.

It seemed he had gathered the attention of the other groups as well as a two of the KAAFLRDBSADYOFT members started to rush him together, the young Senju let out a hiccup before one fist collided on the left side of his cheek and was followed by a gut punch by another. Mokuzai once the hits struck would hold his stomach and cover his mouth, although his cheek and gut now held bruises it wasn't the pain that caused this but the drinks he had now catching up to him as vomited on the floor whilst both of the members rushed him as they begun to slip and eventually run themselves straight into the sharp side of the bar and they both fell holding their bodies where the bar had did some damage, he quickly grabbed one of the member's hats that had fallen off and wiped the vomit from his mouth area before throwing it away.

Now one of the strippers came at him and Mokuzai was not one to hit ladies, so as she approached with a left hook he would move out of the way and grab her arm and push her away from him with sluggish movements compared to his usual but enough to get the job done.  After all this he was starting to feel sick from all the booze he had consumed and starting sweating as his body heat rose and he tried to fan himself off before hearing a voice and once he turned he saw Di, “Things are getting a bit hot to handle here. I think it's about time to make our exit. If you can get to me and grab my shoulder I have a way out.....” Di didn't know just how hot it was for the young Senju and he give a weak smile, "Yeah...i think it's time to fly the coop." Mokuzai would grab onto Di's shoulder and let him lead the way.

Letting Di take the helm Mokuzai lightly held his stomach where he had been hit earlier, he would think to himself that even though he could not feel it's pain currently in the slightest by morning all the damage he had received would swing back in full force along with the fabled "hangover". He glanced at Nova and saw that she was completely unharmed which was a good thing as he didn't want any of his pals to get hurt over something he started however when he inspected Di he would see he had a mark on his head as if he was hit by glass and he would say lightly, "Hey Di looks like  you got a nasty shiner their, my apologies..."


-Exit Thread-

WC:775

Total WC:3,117


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C ~> C-1, 575 words and 100 Ryo. (2,542 Words Left)
C-1 ~> C-2, 600 words and 125 Ryo. (1,942 Words Left)
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Reaction Time:
C ~> C-1, 575 words and 100 Ryo.(667 Words Left)
C-1 ~> C-2, 600 words and 125 Ryo.(67 Words Wasted)


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Nova Makato

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Nova had a goofy smile on her face as Di would slide his arm under hers to help guide her out the door. It felt as though the building was spinning around her as she watched things being flung and fists being throne from the three separate parties in the strip club. “Nova – we are getting out of here. I'm going to grab ahold of you and then we need to get to Mokuzai before the authorities show up. We can be pretty sure that it will take them a little while to arrive but we don't need to be here when that happens. When we get to Mokuzai just hang on tight to me okay? I can get us out.” , Di's voice had an odd note to it, as one who was obviously inebriated but was trying to suppress the signs might as he spoke to her. Head swimming as she felt as though her feet barely touched the ground, wondering if that was the drink or if Di was unusually strong. Aware that her own to feet would not lead them out of the building nearly quick enough she allowed him to nearly carry her to the door as she stared at the chaotic crowd in the building. It truly was a bizarre sight before her, monks and strippers and neckbeards all raging in their own very distinct ways.

Nearly halfway across the room Di would slide to the side with surprising reaction speed as the redheaded stripper Nova had been ogling before swung in his direction. Had Di not had the grip he did on Nova she would have without a doubt slid to the floor, and as she looked down she noticed that her shoes seemed to be missing. In addition to the missing footwear, her face would turn beet red as she realized her ill-made dress was exposing far more of her bottom than she would have ever intended and with her free arm would yank it back down. Distracted by her wardrobe malfunction she turned to see a glass bottle soaring through the air before it connected with a resounding thunk against Di's skull. Had Nova taken a blow such as that she was certain that she would have collapsed from pain, but Di trudged onward with a grimace and gritted teeth. Being dragged along like a rag doll, almost dead weight at this point from inebriation and lack of footwear, her ears run as Di's voice would shout out across the club, “Things are getting a bit hot to handle here. I think it's about time to make our exit. If you can get to me and grab my shoulder I have a way out.....”

Mokuzai who had previously been embroiled in the chaos seemed to be able to pick out Di's voice above the crowd and would travers the crowd toward them. Yeah...i think it's time to fly the coop." Mokuzai would grab onto Di's shoulder opposite the arm in which he was basically dragging Nova at this point as he would head for the door. Nova would notice Mokuzai holding his stomach, making Nova wonder if it was from being hit or from the drink. As she was looking to him, Mokuzai noticed the wound that Di had taken and commented it on it lightly, "Hey Di looks like  you got a nasty shiner their, my apologies...". As their savior Di would lead them out the building, Nova would look down at the ground once again recalling that her shoes were gone and she didn't have her puppets and wondered how she might get home. Thinking harder she didn't even think she knew the way home from here. Or even where exactly in Kiri she was.. Hoping Di would help her get home safely she let him whisk the inebriated pair wherever he though would be safe, not that she would be able to provide much direction to anywhere but would slur out a request while still being pulled alone, “D-Di, could you... uh.. take me to Izumi's house? Its on a big island, and it's blue”. In her inebriated state, Nova was content with her description of where she wanted to go despite her distinct lack of direction.

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Tian-Di

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Di was relieved when Mokuzai acquiesced to his desire for evacuating the premises. It was best that they got out of there with all haste and didn't get picked up by the authorities for some kind of drunken disorderly charge. It seemed that Nova needed to get home however though and Di only had one real idea on how to accomplish that.

In a more sober state Di would simply have called a rickshaw driver over so that they could be taken in relative comfort for a thrifty fare. However alcohol had addled his normally sharp thought process and thus all he could think about was taking his true form for a bit and catching the breeze. Motioning the pair towards an alleyway Di looked about to make sure that there was a good amount of the mist that Kirigakure was famous for.

As it turned out there was and thus speaking in a low tone as to not be overheard Di explained to his two companions that they didn't need to panic and when they saw something strange in the next few seconds it was totally fine and nothing bad would happen. A few minute later a somewhat shaky dragon rose up out of the alley on a gust of night wind. He stank of alcoholic fumes and looked a little worse for wear – something that could also be said for his two passengers. The ride was not exactly what one could call smooth and there were a couple of near misses involving several buildings and even the occasional tree.

Somewhat miraculously Nova managed to guide Di to the manor with only a few minor detours caused by double vision. The landing could generously be described as smooth – if only due to the fact that when the detective landed face first into a patch of shrubbery no limbs were broken and there was only minor bruising.

All in all Di considered it a success. The location was pretty remote so Di thought he may as well just catch some sleep where he was. Nova could explain why there was a dragon in the yard and things would all be A-Okay. Well after he threw up a couple of times anyway. That was what rose-beds were for right?

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Nova Makato

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Nova was pulled along in a daze out into the street and then off into an empty alleyway. On this evening the mist was thick enough that one could not see anyone in the street even though they were only a few feet into the offshoot from the road. Coming to a stop, Di would let Nova go as he would turn and whisper to the two of them that they would see something strange and not to panic. Though she heard the words, Nova was spending more time concentrating on maintaining her balance than she was listening to what he said. Before her eyes the dair haired man was replaced with a scaled beast several times the mans size. Blinking to try to clear what she could only hope to be an illusion, Nova started giggling slightly. Having so many drinks must not have been as wise a decision as she could have made, and drunkenly watching a man turn into a dragon brought back memories of an evening spend in Lord Osada's mansion with his daughter only to watch her turn into a massive inebriated spider. Breathing deeply and with her vision still swimming she dismissed the worry than an acquaintance had just transformed into a dragon before and shuffled towards him and clumsily hoisted herself onto his back. Modestly was gone with her dress sliding up to cling to the dragon which she constantly had to readjust on as she felt she was going to slide off. Takeoff was.... not a smooth one and resulted in Nova leaning over the side and vomiting into the street below which must have been at least 20 feet below them now. Head slightly clearer from the now empty stomach, Nova was able to look out on the swiftly passing land and appreciate it. Despite the beauty o the passing landscape, she hoped the ride would come to an end soon as she shivered in the mist as well as worrying about the state of the dragon she sat upon.

Nova's directions shouted over the rushing wind had to be repeated several times and even then were nearly missed. As it turned out Nova did not know the way to Izumi's mansion as well as she thought she did, and after a bit of confusion on the matter of no gate through the towering wall their flight met an abrupt end in a bed of roses that grew alongside the path to the house's entrance. A good stretch of the bushes were now flattened beneath a sore and drunken dragon-man and a scratched up Nova. Nearly falling flat as she tried to untangle herself from the crash-landed dragon, she stumbled to the elegant set of double doors on the face of the navy mansion and knocked upon it twice and hoped someone within would hear. Behind her, she could hear a retching noise that was terrifying coming from a dragon as Di fertilized the smushed garden. Raising her hand to knock again, Nova froze as the heavy door would swing inwards and reveal Izumi with her hair a mess and a glint of anger in her cornflower blue eyes. A drunked grin spreading across Nova's face she reached her arms out for a hug and would lean towards the redheaded girl, “Izumi!! I missed youuuuu...”

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Izumi

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Izumi was awoken by a loud crash followed by frantic knocking at her door. Izumi would spring to her feet, wearing sleeping shorts and tank top with her hair in a mess she would hastily strap on her blade and open the door. The groundskeeper was in a fury trying to explain something about dragons destroying the roses. It sounded absurd and Izumi was already in a poor mood, it took much of her restraint to not take her rage out on the poor man in front of her. Izumi took a deep breath and marched past the man, pushing him aside easily his peasant body no match for her trained strength. One of her more eloquent staffers would meet her half way down and start explaining to Izumi only to be met with a single finger urging him to not speak. Izumi stormed her way to the front door and threw it open gazing out to see what was going on and about ready to murder whoever was responsible for disturbing what little sleep she manages to get. Much to her surprise it was one of the few people who wouldn’t receive an extremely warm welcome for waking her up at this hour. Nova was there very drunk and in an appealing dress that left little to the imagination – not that Izumi needed it for Nova – “Izumi!! I missed youuuuu...” Izumi was not in the mood for words, only managing to growl out, ”You brought company…” Much to Izumi’s surprise there was indeed what appeared to be a dragon in her lawn and the beast had vomited on her roses. This particular plant was among Izumi’s favorites, before the situation escalated to a point of anger beyond her control Izumi would grab Nova by the platinum chain around her neck and yank her inside slamming the door and leading the young woman to her chambers.

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