Let's not tell the representative of the shadowy third fraction with unknown motives who are actively blackmailing the most powerful man on the planet that our faction's vulnerable internal tensions have boiled over into a violent crisis.
Why can't I stop imagining Ami trying to pull off stupid puns on Hazou?
Hazou was proud of himself. After enduring Ami's terrible puns throughout the date (?) he finally had something substantial to show for it: a written contract that stipulated that both sides would do their best to support each other in the name of Uplift.
"Thanks for this, I really didn't expect to achieve so much in such a short time," Hazou told Ami with a grateful tone. "We can improve so many people's lives with this!"
"I am glad I could be of help, I am really looking forward to see where you will go from here as well," Ami replied. "Just one thing left before we stop for the day."
"Yeah?"
"Just give me a minute", Ami said while unsealing a storage seal. "Just let me put these things to the side. Not everyone can afford to carry multiple storage seals on their person, you know? These things are seriously expensive if you aren't a sealmaster yourself."
"...why do you have a rock, a piece of ice and a kunai sealed in the same scroll? That's a weird combination of items."
"Is it? Huh, I didn't notice. Anyway, let me just grab the contract and put it here so we can se--
"Seal the deal?"
Ami raised her eye brows in surprise then grinned at Hazou. "I see you are a man of exquisitve linguistice taste. I think you and me will get along just fine."
Hazou wasn't entirely sure what what 'linguistic' meant but he could take a guess. After having her unseal an elephant to "dicuss the elephant in the room", been handed a leaf that Ami deliberately had turned around when Hazou mentioned his transition from missing-nin back to Village-nin and having been introduced to some form of flat, elongated reptile she had dubbed "my precious Amigator" he got a sense of how Ami thought.
It was something he would have preferred to go without but the results were worth it, he supposed.
Make a fancy calligraphy ^_^ wall scroll as a gift.
Don't be late.
Present the gift, it was so funny we couldn't resist drawing it.
Expect a high probability of weirdness. Play along, but not to the point of doing anything dangerous or utterly disgusting. Consider playfully retaliating in kind if a good idea occurs.
Offer sealed ice for the drinks. (Chop some up ahead of time and reseal it.)
Using best judgment about whatever order fits the evolution of the conversation best, desired topics/points of inquiry are:
Compare notes on unusual training techniques. (Perhaps a good conversation opener to feel things out before tougher topics.)
How can we best support Keiko, especially with her 'I'm just a tool and that's fine' problem?
Is Ami pushing her away to protect her from the rest of the Mori? If so, Keiko's come a long way in the last few years; she might not need as much protection from family manipulation as Ami remembers.
It might be possible to find some way for Keiko and Ami to remain in contact, and Keiko doesn't deserve to lose Ami. Hazou would be willing to help, if there's something he can do.
Find out what she thinks about uplift policies. Talk about particular examples if needed.
What does Ami want politically for Mist and the world?
If the politics discussion is going well, ask who/what faction Ami is representing and what they want to see happen.
Avoid making any serious commitments on political matters until we can talk to Jiraiya, this meeting is mostly about gathering information like Jiraiya wanted and opening a back channel. Offer to meet again soon if things go well, though.
If Ami asks about things (politics, etc) we aren't sure are safe to answer, give a non-answer or truthfully say we can't get specific right now.
Ask her if she wants to go on a date. We need to practice our drunk dancing.
[Χ] Action Plan: My Cup Runneth Over
Send a message to the restaurant, don't go yourself.
"Code Cabbage." My deadman's switch has activated. Consult the following map to find the dead drop.
Sign it ">_<".
The attached map is really a large piece of folded paper with LBFs and zero-delay maximum range Implosion Seals arranged inside such that they will activate once the map is opened.
Bake cookies with Auntie Ren and Hana, have lunch afterwards.
Remember: Momma is always right!
Observe their body language during this for any hints and clues.
Preserve OPSEC.
Begin the plans (maintain OPSEC).
Create a contract with the rift denizens.
This is probably the easiest thing we could possibly do with sealing. We know literally every step of the process for this and can pinpoint the seal design down to a ridiculous degree of accuracy.
It is fucking trivial. Scrubs.
Hand all of the WMD designs to Ren.
Hand all of the WMD designs to Jiraiya.
Send a messenger to Rain.
"The Seven tails is in Lightning. Godspeed."
Attach an invoice for one of Itachi's eyeballs.
Send a messenger to Lightning.
Send the Raikage flowers.
The flowers are a distraction, have an operative sell a brand new spice "Speedy Salts."
50/50 mix of smoked salt and ground cocaine leaves.
Send a messenger to Rock.
Hand them a rock.
"Ohnoki, this is your father's rock."
Guilt trip Mom into a roadtrip.
But Moooooooom! Mari took me on a trip outside the village! Why won't youuuuuu?
Objective: go to Wolf and Sky. Start kidnapping former Red Team One members. Bomb the remains.
Retire to Bear, acquire an eye patch and create an international mercenary organization.
Ask her if she wants to go on a date. We need to practice our drunk dancing.
[Χ] Action Plan: My Cup Runneth Over
Send a message to the restaurant, don't go yourself.
"Code Cabbage." My deadman's switch has activated. Consult the following map to find the dead drop.
Sign it ">_<".
The attached map is really a large piece of folded paper with LBFs and zero-delay maximum range Implosion Seals arranged inside such that they will activate once the map is opened.
Bake cookies with Auntie Ren and Hana, have lunch afterwards.
Remember: Momma is always right!
Observe their body language during this for any hints and clues.
Preserve OPSEC.
Begin the plans (maintain OPSEC).
Create a contract with the rift denizens.
This is probably the easiest thing we could possibly do with sealing. We know literally every step of the process for this and can pinpoint the seal design down to a ridiculous degree of accuracy.
It is fucking trivial. Scrubs.
Hand all of the WMD designs to Ren.
Hand all of the WMD designs to Jiraiya.
Send a messenger to Rain.
"The Seven tails is in Lightning. Godspeed."
Attach an invoice for one of Itachi's eyeballs.
Send a messenger to Lightning.
Send the Raikage flowers.
The flowers are a distraction, have an operative sell a brand new spice "Speedy Salts."
50/50 mix of smoked salt and ground cocaine leaves.
Send a messenger to Rock.
Hand them a rock.
"Ohnoki, this is your father's rock."
Guilt trip Mom into a roadtrip.
But Moooooooom! Mari took me on a trip outside the village! Why won't youuuuuu?
Objective: go to Wolf and Sky. Start kidnapping former Red Team One members. Bomb the remains.
Retire to Bear, acquire an eye patch and create an international mercenary organization.
Expect a high probability of weirdness as a way of gauging our personality. Play along, but not to the point of doing anything genuinely dangerous or utterly disgusting.
"See you down there, sis," Hazō said, flashing her an absolutely infuriating grin. "And don't worry, I haven't prepped the battlefield in any sort of...creative way." He vanished, Substituting himself down into the southeast corner of the arena.
Kei allowed herself a small and only slightly vindictive smile before Substituting down to the southwest. She looked around as soon as she touched the ground and was pleased to see that Hazō had done as expected: Substitute down into the quarry, then activate the Hiding Like a Mole Technique to duck underground. It would give him the opportunity to use his enhancement techniques before attempting an ambush.
Which was something she could not allow. If there was one thing that Kei was hyperaware of, it was her own failings. If Hazō managed to close the distance and land an attack he would eliminate her in one punch. Her only chance was to maintain distance and take advantage of his main failing: being overly clever. The nature of the contest meant that he had been unable to have her evaluate his tactical plans. That hopefully meant that there was at least one glaring flaw in whatever he came up with. Hopefully. He had been improving significantly, but if the Sage smiled then perhaps he could have one last relapse.
She shook her head, banishing the brain monkeys (no, that was Ami's term; do not think of her) that were distracting her, and pricked her finger on the tip of her kunai.
"Summoning Jutsu: Pandamonium and Pandā!"
The smoke cleared and the massive form of her Artillery Specialist was revealed. And, coming barely to his ankle, her Cultural Anthropologist.
The two of them had been waiting for her call; Pandamonium's neck was looped with a rope that supported a pallet full of half a dozen small casks. Each cask was filled with very flammable lamp oil and had a burning torch tied to it. Smashed into the ground with pangolin-powered muscles, the casks would turn into burning fountains of flaming area denial. Perfect for keeping a close-combat specialist such as Hazō at bay.
"Hi, Keiko! Bye, Keiko!" Pandā called, dashing away in the direction that Kei was pointing. Hazō was already underground using his Hiding Like a Mole technique; he would undoubtedly use the Living Roots technique in an attempt to locate and attack Kei. She was unclear on how skilled he was with the technique—probably not very, since she had hardly ever seen him practice it—but she knew that it worked by vibration. If she and Pandamonium were standing still and Pandā was moving, Hazō should find the decoy before the summoner.
She took a brief moment to be amused at the recollection of her discussion with Pandā. She had explained that his job was to be bait, that Hazō would likely attack him, and that being forcibly dispelled would be painful. Pandā had not even let her finish the sentence before he was on his feet, shaking back and forth in the pangolin equivalent of a fist-pumping jig while shouting: "I get to help in a big important fight, yes!"
He was the weakest of her tessera, but definitely the sweetest.
"Pangolin Clan Technique: Massive Earth Scoop!" Pandamonium cried, stretching one clawed hand up to the wall of the quarry. A vertical strip of stone ripped free of the wall, compressing itself into a boulder and leaping into the towering pangolin's hand.
Kei scrambled up into the slit on the wall, pulling her stone-pattern camo poncho out of the storage scroll on her belt as she went. She had been out last night, painting the poncho in a thin layer of pitch and pouring sand and tiny pebbles over it so that it would blend in with the coloration of this precise spot. It had been a cold and nervous-making hour, but worth it if it kept Hazō from spotting her. She draped the poncho over herself so that only her eyes were exposed, then put her left hip against the left side of her hiding spot and shifted her torso so that her right shoulder was against the opposite wall. The key part of camoflage was to break up the human outline, and contorting the body while under fabric helped.
Below her, Pandamonium trotted forward thirty feet so he would draw attention away from her location. He set his pallet down, unlooped it from his neck, and turned so that his tail was to the wall. "Pangolin Clan Technique: Immobile Artillery!" he cried.
Massive stone pangolin hands reached up from the ground and clamped themselves around his legs, stabilizing him and channeling power into his arms so that he could become the artillery platform that his job specialization required. It was a powerful move, but it left him immobile and therefore vulnerable. Usually it would be the job of the rest of the tessera to keep melee attackers off, but Kei was, as with everything else, weak. She lacked the chakra to summon more than one of her military tessera plus Pandā, so they had needed to work around her limitations. Pandamonium was now a second-level stalking horse.
Hazō burst out of the ground twenty feet from Pandā. (How odd; he hadn't actually used the Ghost Scales enhancement technique. Perhaps he was conserving chakra?) He immediately cut a series of handseals and yelled "Pangolin Clan Technique: Pantokrator's Hammer!" There was a brief stutter in his voice halfway through the technique as he realized that he had been played, that the footsteps he had thought were Kei's were in fact merely a decoy. He looked around frantically, attempting to find his actual target. His gaze never came near Kei's hiding place, as Pandamonium was far more eye-catching.
"Fear the might of the pan—" Pandamonium began, rearing back to throw.
He was too slow. Natural speed and pangolin-jutsu-enhanced muscles sent Hazō skimming across the ground before Pandamonium could complete his throw. The pangolin had no time for an aimed shot, but that was fine; this moment had been the entire point of the pallet full of oil casks.
Just as Hazō's fist smashed through the chakra shell that was Pandamonium's presence on the Human Path, the massive pangolin's twin projectiles—the torch-equipped oil cask and the four-foot-diameter boulder—smashed through the casks at his feet. Oil splashed everywhere and promptly transformed into a curtain of fire. Hazō was not quite fast enough to evade; his shirt was soaked in the oil and flared up like a torch. He threw himself to the ground and rolled, then began struggling out of the shirt.
Kei had no sympathy. She straightened, cutting handseals before calling out "Pangolin Clan Technique: Pantokrator's Hammer!" (For the millionth time, she mentally cursed the fact that most techniques would not reliably activate if cast quietly. It would have been so satisfying to attack from ambush, but the extra power of the technique outweighed the value of surprise.) Her left arm swirled her poncho aside to clear the way for her throw, and thousands of hours of practice cocked her right arm back, primed the explosive tag on her kunai, and sent the blade arrowing straight for Hazō's chest. She flicked her wrist a little harder than usual, giving the blade the extra spin that would deliver it hilt-first. Annoying as her younger sibling could be, she didn't want to kill him.
He heard the attack coming and Substituted, but he was too slow; the weapon hit and exploded before he completed the technique. The blast shattered his protective Pangolin Conditioning Jutsu and hurled him aside. He managed to slap out, dispersing most of the impact across his body instead of letting it harmfully focus in one area, but his head still bounced off the sand.
If there was one virtue that she admired Hazō for, it was how fast he could process and analyze the world around him. She could almost see the debate that flashed through his mind—surrender and have time to discard his flaming shirt before he was too badly injured? Continue fighting, perhaps using Hiding Like a Mole to go underground and extinguish the flames? The thick fabric of his uniform shirt would have prevented the flames from harming him too much after only a few seconds, but if he failed to divest himself of the garment immediately he was going to suffer serious damage. The kunai and explosive had already hit him hard; she would not be surprised if some ribs were fractured. The injuries would slow him, probably too much to avoid her future attacks. If he tapped out now everything would be fine—Kei would stop shooting and help him extinguish the fire. On the other hand, if he kept fighting, he would be helpless while he removed the shirt, probably long enough for Kei to land another blow. His protective jutsu was gone and kunai and explosives were not perfect precision weapons, even in hands as skilled as Kei's. If he forced her to continue attacking, he could find himself seriously injured.
"I give up!" he cried.
Kei leaped down into the arena and ran to her sibling, pulling the poncho off so she could smother the flames.
Initiative order: Hazō, Keiko. Summons will act at the end of the round.
Turn 1, Hazō: Substitute into SE zone (Supplemental; 14CP, 116 remaining ); HLAM (Standard; 20CP, 96CP remaining); Move (Supplemental) into SE-wall zone.
Turn 1, Keiko: Substitute into SW zone (Supl; 14 CP, 176 remaining); Summon (Stnd) for Pandā and Pandamonium (120 CP, 56 remaining); activate the storage seal in the CHAOS-suit pocket under her vest (Supl) to retrieve her stone-pattern camo poncho.
Pandamonium has been waiting around to be summoned and knew to within a few minutes when that would be. As such, he's brought some gear: a pallet containing a half dozen small casks of lamp oil with burning torches tied to them.
Turn 1, Pandamonium: Earth Element: Massive Scoop Technique (all non-free actions). Makes a ledge on the wall for Keiko to use as a hunting stand.
Turn 1, Pandā: Move (Supl) into the SE zone. Dash out across the arena floor to provide a distraction for Living Roots.
Turn 2, Hazō: Cast Living Roots (Stnd) at Effect 2 (26 CP; 104 left). Detect Pandā. (NB: Hazō is only getting 6 dice of perception since he's underground, but Pandā is the only source of vibrations in the area and he's actively trying to be heard, so he's kicking rocks and stepping heavily.) Move from SE-wall to SE (Supl) to where Pandā is now hiding.
Turn 2, Keiko: Maneuver: Create the Aspect "Death From Above" by concealing herself in the shooting stand with her camo poncho over herself (Stnd). Draws a tag-equipped kunai (Supl). Draws a tag-equipped kunai (Supl)
Turn 2, Pandamonium: Move down the wall about 30 feet (movement is free within the zone), set the pallet down (Supl). Cast Earth Element: Immobile Artillery Technique (Supl, but using his Stnd) in order to root your feet. Pick up one of the casks (Supl). NB: He is still holding the boulder from the Massive Scoop technique. It's enormous and chakra-enhanced but its specific abilities will not come up in this fight.
Turn 2, Pandā: Shift a bit, pretending to be a hunting Keiko.
Turn 3, Hazō: Surface (Supl; terminates the HLAM). Recognize that he's been conned. Spot Pandamonium over near the wall. Attack (Stnd). Substitute (Supl)
Perception check! Hazō comes aboveground to discover Pandā, not Keiko. Can he spot Keiko? She's well away from Pandamonium, fifteen feet off the ground, and under camo, so I'm calling it a TN of 40. He can't use FP on this check because it's a passive roll to see if he notices something, so he needs to roll it the hard way. (NB: This is my interpretation for this situation, not an official rule.)
Hazō, Alertness: 37. Nope, not good enough.
Hazō can see that Pandamonium is about to bean him and he doesn't know where Keiko is. Going underground with a new HLAM is an option, but it's a stall instead of actually progressing the fight. If she's not moving around then he's not going to be able to find her with Living Roots, so the best bet is to eliminate her ally and then try to dodge her attacks until he can localize her. He charges Pandamonium and attacks. (Sidebar: Y'all should say a big thank-you to @Velorien, since he has been adamant about not having a held-action mechanic in MfD. Pandamonium's entire primary purpose in this scenario was to get a shot off at Hazō; in many game systems this would have been modeled as a held action and would have gone off immediately. Unfortunately, that's not a thing in the current rules and Pandamonium needs to wait for his own turn before throwing, meaning that he's not going to get to throw because Hazō is going to take him out first. I did the math...let's just say that y'all should be very glad Pandamonium did not get his shot off.)
Hazō, Taijutsu: 43 + 0 (dice) + 10 (2 tags from PH) - 1 (PCJ): 52
Pandamonium is immobilized by his technique and cannot effectively defend himself physically, so Hazō will definitely desummon him. The time that could have been spent defending himself will instead be spent to slam his projectile into the pallet of oil-filled casks and burning torches that he brought with him. Flaming oil goes everywhere. Hazō must dodge the oil or gain 1 stress and the Aspect "I'm Friggin' on Fire!!!!", which will continue to burn him thereafter until extinguished. PCJ does not protect against energy damage, so it won't help with the fire.
TN: 55. [This is derived from Pandamonium's skills and currently-in-effect bonuses]
Hazō: 40 + 0 (dice). Hazō does not use FP on this because it would take too many and he could extinguish the flames if necessary and he doesn't have enough Aspects.
Hazō is Friggin' on Fire!!!! and has taken 1 stress. I'm going to be nice and say that he managed to get his arms up fast enough that it's just his clothes that are on fire—none of the oil got on his skin or hair.
Turn 3, Keiko: Pantokrator's Hammer (Supl, Effect:2, 16CP, 54 remaining). Prime the explosive tag on one kunai (Supl). Attack (Stnd). Leave her second Supl open for an emergency Substitution. Note: Casting the jutsu revealed her position, thereby negating the concealment benefit.
Keiko, Ranged Weapons: 40 + 10 (2 tags on PH) + 5 (invoke "(Formerly) Marked for Death") + 5 (invoke "Just Follow the Plan") + 6 (dice): 65 [NB: -1 FP. She had to reroll an initial -6.]
Hazō, Athletics (dodge): 40 + 5 (invoke "(Formerly) Marked for Death") + 5 (invoke "Team Uplift" [he knows how Keiko fights and where she tends to shoot]) + 4 (Substitution) - 1 (PCJ) + 0 (dice): 54
Hazō is hit. He takes (65 - 54) / 3 = 4 shifts from the attack itself + 1 for the kunai + 4 for the explosive tag - 2 for his PCJ = 7 shifts. The first 2 wash out the rest of his stress track and then there's still 5 to go. He can deal with this by taking a Mild and a Medium Consequence, which would let him keep fighting. Unfortunately, he's still on fire and he doesn't have any actions left so he can't get the clothes off this round or otherwise extinguish the fire. Next round he will sustain more damage which he would need to soak with a Severe consequence, so instead he's going to allow himself to be Taken Out. He's voluntarily TO'ing due to an attack so he gets to drop the largest Consequence that he took in that attack, meaning he only has a Mild.
XP AWARD: 2
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I can't resist being a bit smug at the people who were skeptical about using earth clones as decoys, though. As the chapter demonstrates, decoys don't have to be perfect - just good enough to bait your opponent into making a mistake.
I can't resist being a bit smug at the people who were skeptical about using earth clones as decoys, though. As the chapter demonstrates, decoys don't have to be perfect - just good enough to bait your opponent into making a mistake.
She said she didn't want to kill him.
If he "endangers the socio-political situation of the clan with this unauthorized marriage to a suspect individual", why, she'd be pretty much forced to act decisively.
It's possible for her to re-evaluate her priorities in light of new evidence. XD
Now accepting suggestions/votes on this plan. It does what Jiraiya wanted us to do, testing the waters and finding things out. I think it handles it reasonably elegantly. I would have liked to go with the stamp idea, but we don't actually have any skill in carving things. Perhaps as a future gift when we have time to get one made.
By the way, what exactly was it about Mori and fascination with ice that someone pointed out? I don't remember that from the story, myself, except ice being used as a metaphor for the voice.
Beforehand, make a fancy calligraphy ^_^ wall scroll as a gift.
Don't be late.
Present the gift, explaining it was so funny we couldn't resist drawing it.
Expect a high probability of weirdness as a way of gauging our personality. Play along, but not to the point of doing anything genuinely dangerous or utterly disgusting. Consider playfully retaliating in kind if good ideas arise.
Offer sealed ice for the drinks. (Chop some up ahead of time and reseal it.)
Using best judgment about whatever order fits the evolution of the conversation best, desired topics/points of inquiry are:
Compare notes on unusual training techniques. (Perhaps a good conversation opener to feel things out before tougher topics.)
How can we best support Keiko, especially with her 'I'm just a tool and that's fine' problem?
Is Ami pushing her away to protect her from the rest of the Mori? If so, Keiko's come a long way in the last few years; she might not need as much protection from family manipulation as Ami remembers.
It might be possible to find some way for Keiko and Ami to remain in contact, and Keiko doesn't deserve to lose Ami. Hazou would be willing to help, if there's something he can do.
Find out what she thinks about uplift policies. Talk about particular examples if needed.
What does Ami want politically for Mist and the world?
If the politics discussion is going well, ask who/what faction Ami is representing and what they want to see happen.
Avoid making any serious commitments on political matters until we can talk to Jiraiya, this meeting is mostly about gathering information like Jiraiya wanted and opening a back channel. Offer to meet again soon if things go well, though.
I was actually a little sad about how this went. I could have had Hazō keep fighting -- he could have used HLAM to put out the fire, then gone after Keiko. Had he done so then one more stress would have resulted in a Severe consequence, so I chose to have him bow out. It would have been interesting, though.
@eaglejarl@Velorien@OliWhail Can a person using HLaM surface completely and then go back underground if the jutsu is still active? Partially? Also, can they HLaM through the walls in the arena?
I was actually a little sad about how this went. I could have had Hazō keep fighting -- he could have used HLAM to put out the fire, then gone after Keiko. Had he done so then one more stress would have resulted in a Severe consequence, so I chose to have him bow out. It would have been interesting, though.
On the other hand, right after we punched said murdermonster we caught fire, spazzed out rolling around in the dirt, tried to take our clothes off, got exploded, and then loudly surrendered.