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Marked for Death: A Rational Naruto Quest

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I have a feeling that Orochimaru is going to be involved in the operation to sweep away Rock....

Rock: You know...maybe we shouldn't had done this.
 
On an entirely unrelated note, we should check in with the Inuzuka. Depending on their sleeping arrangements, there may be a large number of, um... orphaned dogs. Regardless of the political element, I'd like to help them out.
 
Don't know if it was already proposed, but regarding Orochimaru, considering Neji reaction to his arrival, we could ask him(Or another Hyuga) what exactly did he see, to try to understand better what Orochimaru is.
 
Agreed except Hazou never noticed Neji's reaction and I don't know if Noburi mentioned it. So we'd want to spin it into something believable. Like, I wonder whether the Byakugan can reveal what biomodifications Orochimaru's done?
 
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Chapter 310: Nightmares Fulfilled
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    • 1069 AS, February 25, 7am

    Hazō stumbled out into the front of the tent, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

    "'Morning," he grunted.

    "Hey, sleepyhead," Mari said, waving from the head of the table. "Kagome cooked and breakfast is ready. Come join us."

    Hazō looked around blearily; sure enough, there was Kagome-sensei, shaking an omelette pan on the hibachi in the corner.

    "Oh good," Hazō mumbled, the words become steadily more coherent as his brain continued to wake up. "They're letting you work from home? I talked to Asuma about it, but I wasn't sure if he would go along."

    Kagome-sensei nodded. "Yeah." He paused. "Um, thanks. I know you must have given up some stuff to get me out of there, and I'm sorry you had to waste it. It's—"

    "Sensei, STOP!" Hazō snapped. "I didn't have to do anything except point out to Asuma that sealing sweatshops were pretty much your worst nightmare, that you could be just as productive working from home, and that you were the original creator of the skywalker seal and had already managed to demonstrate that you could maintain proper OPSEC about them even if you weren't in a classified site. Even if I had needed to 'give something up', I would have done it in a heartbeat. You're in our clan, and we love you."

    Kagome-sensei ducked his head and blushed. "Thanks."

    Mari gave Hazō an approving nod. "I've got a proposed schedule for your day. Come eat something and let's review it."

    Hazō grunted and dropped into the chair. Mari pushed a plate of fruit and cheese in front of him and he started to mechanically shove bits of it into his foodhole.

    "So, first thing today, you've got back-to-back meetings with our three adoption candidates," Mari began, her voice so bright and chipper that a morning-grumbly Hazō just wanted to smack her. "After that you'll be making a pitch to Asuma about increasing the adoption limits. That's at four; he might unilaterally refuse you, in which case it's better if it's in private, or he might decide to schedule a Council meeting and put the idea to a vote. He's very unlikely to simply say 'yes', although I suppose it's not impossible.

    "Now, let's discuss the adoption meetings, because those are all going to be delicate and are important to the future...but, on the other hand, they are not so important that it matters if you bodge it up. Call this a test of whether or not you're actually demon-ridden; if you can do well in social interactions where one of us isn't visibly there to clean up after you then we'll be slightly more inclined to let you off the leash.

    "Your first meeting is Yamamoto. Assuming he sticks to his normal schedule, you'll be 'coincidentally' meeting him at Training Ground Six in an hour. I expect that conversation to be short, so I've only budgeted an hour for the talk, post-contact note-taking for later review, and getting to your next appointment.

    "That one will be with Noda, at the Soggy Tag. Apparently she likes to fortify herself with a couple of brews before facing a long day of binge drinking and self-flagellation. The owner tried to bar her from drinking before noon; Noda broke two tables and set a third on fire, so now she gets to drink whenever she wants. You'll want to go easy on breakfast, since your excuse to be there is that you're meeting someone for brunch. Shame that this nonexistent person is going to stand you up.

    "Two hours for that one, including afterwork and travel. I doubt you'll need all of it. After that you come back here, where Kayano will be waiting in your office."

    Hazō grunted and poured himself some tea.

    "Now, if you're going to do this political thing, we need to set some vocabulary. Politics is basically combat, and—"

    Over at the habachi, Kagome-sensei cackled. "Called it," he said smugly.

    Mari shot him a quelling glare. "As I was saying, politics is basically combat. Words, body language, and tone are your punches, kicks, and blocks. In taijutsu, there are basic stances that you use as a foundation—Cat stance for a style that depends on speed and movement like mine, Mountain stance for a linear, aggressive style like Akane's, and so on. Same thing in politics.

    "You're going to be using three separate stances today. These terms are mine and I'm primarily Water element, so you'll notice a theme.

    "With Yamamoto you're going to use Summer Lake, the handsign for which is this." She cupped her hand briefly as though scooping water. "Imagine a hot summer day and a cool, clear lake. The water is inviting and there are no obstacles to entering the lake if you choose to go in, but nothing forces it on you. The water is, as I said, cool and clear; it's pleasant if you want to swim but offers nothing to push against if you're thrashing around. When you first approach it's perfectly still, serving as a mirror.

    "In practical terms as regards Yamamoto, it means using passive language and honesty while maintaining a calm center that demonstrates internal peace and a sense of self-worth. You are strong and open, worth talking to, interested in him, you value him, but you are not interested in foisting yourself on him and you'll walk away if he demands it. Like water, you want to be reflective and not give him anything to push against; listen respectfully and do not engage. If he goes off on a rant, you focus on his eyes and look sympathetic, giving him as much time as he needs to run down. Then you reflect his words back on him by rephrasing what he said. For example, if he talks about how awful the clans are then you listen all the way through. Once he stops you say something along the lines of 'it sounds like the clans have treated you like crap.' It's not a statement of fact, it's an acknowledgement that you cared enough to listen, that you actually heard what he said, and that you are validating his words...but you aren't taking a position or making suggestions either. When people are angry they don't want help problem-solving, they want you to hear them."

    She chuckled and shook her head. "Well, sort of. Stereotypically, men are uncomfortable being open about their feelings and they tend to be more oriented towards venting and problem-solving, so you should shift away from sympathy and into problem-solving sooner in the conversation. Stereotypically, women want you to listen and sympathize until they've worked through the emotion, then validate their feelings, then maybe move to problem-solving. Those are just stereotypes and rules of thumb, but they're useful nonetheless.

    "Now, with Noda you're going to use the Melding Streams, the handsign for which is this." She placed her middle finger atop her index finger.

    "Two equal-sized streams flow together. They are from different headwaters, they travel through different lands, but they come together mostly peacefully, flowing into one another to form something greater. There are points of turbulence where they figure out their differences but there's no actual conflict. They each bring something unique and valuable to the melding, and both contributions are of equal value.

    "Noda is worthy of your respect; she is older and more experienced than you, she has higher rank in the ninja forces than you, and she is a master of jutsu creation, a demanding and intellectual art. You, on the other hand, are a Clan Head, a Chūnin Exams finalist—which she wasn't— and a sealmaster, an art just as demanding and difficult as her own." She raised a finger. "Pay attention! Your social standing is higher than hers but you are not going to let that enter the discussion. You don't bring it up, you wave it off if she tries to. This is Melding Streams, not River Eats Stream. Engage with her as an equal who is in general worthy of respect—that's the 'Melding' part—but call her out on her bullshit when she tries it. That's the 'turbulence' part. When you call her out, do it as a question instead of a statement. Don't use judgemental language. She'll be sitting at the bar, drinking. You sit two stools down from her, order breakfast, and then start looking through the paperwork you will be carrying. Give it a minute, then glance over, give a slight frown, and ask 'What are you eating?' It gently implies that she shouldn't be drinking on an empty stomach before noon but doesn't actually accuse her of anything. Once the conversation is established, casually shift down one stool so you're sitting next to her.

    "Finally, with Kayano you'll use the Incoming Tide, the handsign for which is this." She loosely balled her left fist with thumb tucked under first finger, then shifted it to the left, back first. "It can go either direction, depending on the setting and which hand I have available to signal with." She demonstrated the mirror of the action.

    "The tide is powerful and worthy of respect. Pushing against it"—she shoved both hands forward in demonstration—"is pointless hubris. Your hands disappear into it, accomplishing nothing, and the tide slaps you in the face as it goes by...but then the encounter is over and forgotten and the tide does not punish you again.

    "In practical terms, that means recognizing that you are her social superior but demonstrating that there is no need to fight. Establish that early and maintain it based on your body language. Sit back, not forward; she's coming to you, not you to her. Maintain your space but don't spread out; hands folded with elbows slightly out to form a loose circle is good. Open with a short, focused explanation of why you called her there, then let her do most of the talking. Ask questions that lead her onto the topics you want, then shut up and let her answer them without being interrupted. Maintain a calm, interested expression and keep your eyes soft.

    "Now, repeat all that back to me."

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    1069 AS, February 25, 9pm

    Hazō, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: success
    Kagome, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: success
    Mari, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: success
    Noburi, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: success
    Akane, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: success
    Honoka, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: failure
    Aoi, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: failure
    Kaori, Alertness + 4dF vs TN ?: failure

    The team has a round to prep. Noburi casts Water Whip, Kagome puts on his blast rings, Hazō puts on his gauntlets.

    A wild Orochimaru appears!

    Hazō: Don't white out from the effects of his presence, Resolve vs TN: 1-shift loss. He will miss one round of discussion.

    Orochimaru uses 'Creepy'! It's super effective! Everyone must roll Resolve + TYS against a TN of ? to stay calm. Hazō doesn't get the TYS bonus because of his Forged in Fire stunt.

    Hazō, Resolve + 4dF(0) vs TN ?: success
    Kagome, Resolve + 4dF(-3) + ∞ vs TN ?: success
    Mari, Resolve + 4dF(+3) + ? vs TN ?: success
    Noburi, Resolve + 4dF(0) + 5 vs TN ?: success
    Akane, Resolve + 4dF(+6) + 3 vs TN ?: success
    Honoka, Resolve + 4dF(-6) vs TN ?: failure. 6 shifts
    Aoi, Resolve + 4dF(+3) vs TN ?: failure. 4 shifts
    Kaori, Resolve + 4dF(0) vs TN ?: failure. 4 shifts

    Aoi and Kaori have filled their stress tracks and taken a Mild mental consequence ("Haunted Dreams").
    Honoka has a 2-box Mental/Social stress track. She fills it and then takes both a Mild mental consequence ("Night Terrors") and a Medium mental consequence ("It's Just a Little Trauma"). She gets 1 Thousand Yard Stare point and screams her lungs out.

    Orochimaru dislikes the noise and uses "Chakra Stutter" to knock her out. Unfortunately, this is Orochimaru, so the visible effect is his finger lengthening into a twelve-foot snake and biting her on the shoulder. I'm not even going to bother rolling to hit or resist. She's down, thoroughly unconscious.

    Kagome, would you please roll to realize that Orochimaru wouldn't randomly kill another Leaf ninja and that Honoka is just taking a nap?

    Kagome, Empathy ? + 4dF(0) vs TN: ?

    He fails so hard.

    Okay, I'm going to give Kagome a surprise round. It's not really how things are supposed to work, but Orochimaru wasn't to be attacked and I like Kagome.

    Kagome jumps forward and pops off a wide-angle blast ring in Orochimaru's face. The wide-angle version gives him a +6 to his taijutsu but is only Weapon:1. Before that, does he get his Explosion Master style benefit?

    Kagome, Trapbuilding + (Trapbuilding Aspect Bonus) + 4dF(+9): ?
    Orochimaru, Athletics + 4dF(-3): ? He is rolling for crap.

    Not even close.

    Kagome, Taijutsu + 6 (blast ring) + invoke "Crazy Prepared" + invoke "Devoted Teacher" + invoke "Poppa Bear" + invoke "Berserk Button" + 4dF(-6): -1FP to reroll!
    Kagome, Taijutsu + 6 (blast ring) + invoke "Crazy Prepared" + invoke "Devoted Teacher" + invoke "Poppa Bear" + invoke "Berserk Button" + 4dF(+3): ?
    Orochimaru, Athletics + 4dF(0): ?

    Wow. Kagome actually hit him, to the tune of 2 stress. Orochimaru is not pleased. Unfortunately, Kagome is out of combat-related Aspects for the rest of this scene. When Orochimaru inevitably counterattacks, Kagome is going to dump all of his remaining Fate Points for the flat bonus.

    Initiative!
    1. Orochimaru
    2. Kagome
    3. Mari
    4. Akane
    5. Noburi
    6. Hazō

    Orochimaru, Horrific Entombment jutsu (not the actual name) + 4dF(-3): ?
    Kagome, Athletics ? + 4dF(+9) + (6 FP * (1/2 * Athletics AB)): ?

    Nope.


    "How did it go with the candidates?" Akane asked.

    "Ugh, don't get him started," Noburi said, laughing even as he plopped some wild rice on his plate. Kagome-sensei was so happy to be out of the sweatshop (although only on condition that he continue meeting his quotas!) that he had gone hog-wild with the dinner prep. The table was practically groaning under the weight of everyone's favorite foods.

    Noburi raised the serving spoon dramatically. "I had to sit and listen to him go on about how infuriating it was to deal with Yamamoto's bitching and Noda's attitude and isn't it terrible that poor, overloaded Hazō is stuck doing all this work?"

    "You liar!" Hazō yelped. "I gave you a calm summary and asked for your help analyzing all of it before I brought it to the clan tonight!" He hurled a popover across the dinner table at his brother.

    "I like hearing about the stuff you do, Mister Hazō," Honoka said shyly. "It's neat knowing all the things that make the camp run."

    "Thank you!" Hazō looked at Noburi but gestured to the little girl sandwiched between her parents. "See?! Someone appreciates me!"

    "Yeah, well—"

    "Now, children," Mari said, patting the air with both hands in a 'calm down' gesture. "Let's all lower our voices and stop throwing food, shall we? We wouldn't want—"

    Every moment since its founding, the Gōketsu camp had been continuously filled with the sound of people moving around, of quiet talking at fires and over meals, of soft singing and music on various instruments and tonight was no exception. The gentle susurrance of life had lent a homey feel to the food and fellowship and raised everyone's spirits.

    Conversation screeched to a halt and every ninja head snapped towards the door of the tent as all those external sounds died away, leaving behind only the whisper of wind-carried snow and crackling fires. Aoi, Kaori, and Honoka looked confused.

    "What's—" Kaori started to ask.

    "Circle up," Hazō snapped, rising to his feet and pulling on his gauntlets. "Protect the guests while I check."

    The team was on their feet, Kagome-sensei scooping a confused and slow-moving Aoi, Kaori, and Honoka into the center of a circle of grim-faced Gōketsu who were suddenly prepared for war.

    Hazō spared one glance to make sure the Yamamotos were as safe as they could be, then started for the door of the tent.

    He had taken barely a step when the flap was brushed aside and the Snake Sannin entered. Hazō almost stumbled, so quickly did he shift from forward motion to backpedaling.

    "Lord Orochimaru," he said carefully. "How may we help you, sir?"

    Orochimaru, Snake Sannin, greatest medical experimenter alive, the man who had worked both for and against Pain's great ritual to end the world, the man whose killing intent felt like being vivisected into one's component parts and then each piece carefully flensed and segmented for dispassionate study as you watched, unable to move because your brain was in a jar on his table, still connected by thin threads of externally-supplied chakra to your eyes which sat in an extra jar in—

    Hazō forced the memories away and struggled to bring his panting breaths back under control.

    "Is something wrong, boy?"

    Hazō shook his head, trying to get his thoughts working. It was like wading through sludge. Orochimaru's remembered displeasure brought back Zabuza's fury and the touch of the {}|_|7!...of that...*94Zl...of that reality that lay behind the paint that he, Hazō, Lord of Clan Gōketsu, leader of Team Uplift, future savior of humanity...that reality that he would not permit to distract him.

    "—gets done with his little fit," Orochimaru was saying to Mari.

    "Your pardon, Lord Orochimaru," Hazō said. "How may I help you?"

    Orochimaru turned slit-pupiled eyes on Hazō. His head cocked in vague interest and he eyed Hazō for a moment. "At some point I will review your case, but not tonight. I dislike repeating myself, but I am trying to, as dear little Asuma put it 'play nice'. Under the Leaf Ninja Death Benefits law, I have the right to take whatever corpses I want so long as I pay the death gelt to their families." He pointed to a bag on the floor at Hazō's feet that had not been there when Hazō's memory betrayed him and the world temporarily went away. "Ordinarily I wouldn't bother with livestock, but blue eyes are an unusual trait that I've been seeking examples of. When I heard that you had a blue-eyed incubator who had died in childbirth...well, of course I came for the body."

    Hazō blinked. "I...I hadn't heard. About the death. Or the law."

    Orochimaru sighed in annoyance. "Pay better attention to your paperwork. I negotiated it with Hiashi when I first arrived, and Asuma countersigned it the evening he took the hat. Anyway, you'll need to find the family; for some reason your cattle were not interested in answering my questions. It was this one." His jaw dropped, down and down and down, farther than a human jaw should open, revealing the head and shoulders of Nakajima Ayako, one of the pregnant women who had been closest to her due date. She was very, very dead; her skin was yellow and waxy, her mouth still gaping slightly open after her last breath escaped. Her hair, chestnut brown with the first speckles of gray, hung in wet strings where Orochimaru's saliva had coated her.

    The ninja shifted their weight uncomfortably. Aoi and Kaori gasped. Honoka screamed and screamed and did not stop.

    Orochimaru's jaw clomped shut, mercifully hiding Nakajima's face, but it did nothing to silence Honoka's terror. The girl was on the ground, curled into a fetal ball and holding her head as the sonic assault tore itself from her chest.

    "Oh, do hush." Orochimaru flicked a finger towards her. The finger stretched like taffy, growing longer and longer as it leaped forth, slipping unerringly around limbs and table legs, the end splitting into a snake's fanged mouth immediately before ramming those fangs deep into Honoka's shoulder.

    The girl went limp, her screams instantly cut off.

    Hazō could feel the world slow around him. He started to raise one arm, a feeble command to halt that he knew would not be fast enough to stop—

    "Die, you stinker!"

    Kagome-sensei was fast. Shockingly fast, when he wanted to be. He was past Hazō in the blink of an eye, launching a wide-angle explosion at Orochimaru's center of mass. His victim barely had time to blink, much less move aside, before the force and heat of the explosion tore his chest open.

    ...except it didn't.

    The skin of his face and chest and hips was peeled back, but then it immediately rebounded. Not fully; there was some scorching and a few rips, but it all started to heal over even as Hazō watched.

    Kagome-sensei's eyes went wide. He twisted aside from the inevitable counterattack, his right-hand blast ring shifting to aim towards Orochimaru's face—

    Orochimaru's fingers flickered through handseals. "Specimen Capture Technique."

    The Sannin's neck stretched to impossible lengths, his head flinging itself forward, mouth swelling so wide it gulped Kagome-sensei down in one bite. And then it rebounded, all body parts shrinking down to normal size, and Orochimaru was smacking his lips like a gourmet sampling a new dish.

    "Hm, Lightning Element," he murmured. "Quite uncommon here in Fire. Very interesting."

    "Sir," Hazō began, the words hesitant and lacking direction. "I wish to apologize for my clansman. He has committed a crime and shall be strongly punished. If you would be kind enough to release him, I will ensure that he doesn't bother you in future." Internally, he chained the gibbering fear away, assuaging its demands with the point that the 'Specimen Capture Technique' was unlikely to be fatal.

    Orochimaru snorted. "He attacked me, a fellow Leaf ninja of superior rank. His life is mine to do with as I choose. If you wish to buy him back, speak to Asuma; perhaps the two of you can find something worth my time if you try. Be quick about it; I'm busy tonight, but tomorrow morning there's a table with his name on it."

    "Please," Aoi said, stepping forward so she was next to Hazō and therefore in Orochimaru's view. She dropped to her knees and raised imploring hands. "Please, Lord Orochimaru. Have mercy on my daughter. Please, she's just a child. Please, won't you release her from your jutsu?"

    "Wai—!"

    Hazō's protest was not fast enough to stop the snap kick that sent the woman spinning across the room, her jaw shattered.

    "Keep your cattle quiet when their betters are speaking," Orochimaru said. "The rules about not killing them are still in place and I would rather not deal with Asuma being righteous, but my patience only goes so far and there isn't really much he can do if I choose to ignore those rules." He shook his head. "The whole thing is simply tiresome. Regardless, the spawn should be fine...that particular technique acts by disrupting the target's chakra system, and cattle barely have one."

    Hazō swallowed. "She is an Academy student."

    Orochimaru's eyebrows rose a fraction. "Hm...unfortunate. Well, she's very unlikely to die from it and the damage to her nerves should be minimal—I'm sure she'll learn how to walk again in no time." He pursed his lips in thought. "Actually, this should be quite fascinating. I never thought to stutter the chakra system of a human child before. It should be very informative to watch it regrow. I wonder what the physical effects will be? If it stunts her physical growth then this could be an excellent way to manufacture pygmy versions of various animals for use in breeding." He thought about it, nodding in satisfaction. "Yes, fascinating. Perhaps I'll ask Tsunade if she'd like to collaborate." He smiled, a shifting of the lips that bore no trace of humanity. "This all turned out far more profitably than I had expected." He nodded a fraction. "A pleasant evening to you, Gōketsu."

    Before Hazō could say anything else, the Snake Sannin turned to the door and vanished into the night.




    XP AWARD: 3

    Brevity XP: 1

    It is now about 9 o'clock.

    Vote time! What to do now?

    Voting ends on Wednesday, December 18, 2019, at 12pm London time.

    Author's Notes:

    I don't have the juice to write all the interviews, or the political stuff, but @Velorien is well set up for it. If he doesn't feel like doing it then we'll simply provide a summary of what you learned.

    The following things happened offscreen:

    • You thanked Kei for her help with your mental state.
    • You cleaned out Jiraiya's stash houses here in Leaf. A total of six hundred thousand ryō, various clothing, an actual disguise kit containing makeup and several different wigs, several bricks of marshweed (essentially non-perishable, filling, nutritionally complete, tastes horrific), water, and basic living facilities such that someone could stay hidden there for a week or more without needing to come out—well, as long as they kept a lid on the honeybucket or didn't have a sense of smell.
    • You sent messages to various former agents of Jiraiya using codes Kagome dug out of Jiraiya's notes. Some of those codes were older and might have expired, so you'll need to see what happens.
    • You documented your brainstate in a journal. It's not encrypted or ciphered or in any way protected except for the fact that it's always on your body. The plan didn't specify to do so and it's way too much of a pain in the ass for a normal person to do voluntarily.


    General commentary:

    This plan is way too big. Assuming nothing is offscreened, there are ten different scenes here: Talk to Haru. Talk to Noda. Talk to Kayano. Talk to the Council about adoption limits. Talk to someone about sealing sweatshop rules. (That one is easy to offscreen, so I did.) Talk to Kei. Hit up Jiraiya's caches. Reactivate portions of his network. Train with Mari. I did as many as I could, offscreened the ones that could be, and am leaving the rest for @Velorien.

    Three scenes is usually the max you're going to get, so there's no point trying for more than that. If you want to, maybe add a short (short!) list of things that you'd like to do in the background; we can always take a background item and grow it into a scene, but it's wearing to look at something that you're expected to write out in full and realize that there's no way to get to it.

    I'm rounding down on the XP award in hopes that this will be a gentle push towards fewer scenes in future plans.
     
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    If any other civvies saw this exchange this is probably a rather morbid reminder that Hazou, for how he's been nice to them, is still a small fish in a large, unforgiving pond, and that his assurances of safety and protection don't mean much to the real movers and shakers of the world.
     
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    [X] Plan: Dispel
    - This has to be some kind of genjutsu Mari sprung on you again, right?
    - Dispel
    - If it does nothing, go lie down and cry for a little bit.
     
    eaglejarl said:
    Orochimaru snorted. "He attacked me, a fellow Leaf ninja of superior rank. His life is mine to do with as I choose. If you wish to buy him back, speak to Asuma; perhaps the two of you can find something worth my time if you try. Be quick about it; I'm busy tonight, but tomorrow morning there's a table with his name on it."
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    eaglejarl said:
    It is now about 9 o'clock.
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    So this is not something we can put off, like, at all. We need to get to Asuma ASAP and hammer out an appropriate payment to Orochimaru.

    I'm not the only one thinking he intentionally provoked Kagome so that he could force us to give him the Pangolin Jutsu, right?

    We also need to get Keiko in on this. Not only does she have just as much of a stake in this as the rest of us, but if we really need to negotiate for Pangolin Jutsu distribution rights we'll be able to do that immediately.
     
    KnowledgeKing said:
    Seems worthwhile to me. Orochimaru needs to be dealt with. And Kagome's pretty much dead regardless. Might as well make his death meaningful. Like Jiraiya's.
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    I'm fairly sure no amount of mundane explosives would be enough to put Oro down for good.

    I'm afraid that if this isn't a genjutsu that our only real option is to go to Asuma and see what the fuck we need to do to get Kagome back.
    And after that have a plan mapped out to gtfo of Leaf if this turns out to be a common occurrence.
     
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