[Fuu Kazama]

❝

So those jerks from Law Country are back again eh? We've pushed them away once and we'll do it again this time we'll silence their operation for good!

❞

There were 6 of them and then there was Fuu the group were known as the Tanjo and today they were responding to a mission they were given to handle by the pathfinder. Their target? A business operation fronted by The denezins of Law Country who had made their way onto their territory once again in an effort to try and reimpose their will onto natue, by creating a lumber mill operation to profit off of the abundance of trees in the nation.

Fuu would find herself looking through a pair of binoculars her eyes fixated on a pair of men gearing up their axes preparing for their next venture in the backwoods of Moku no Kuni, targeting a poor unsuspecting pine tree, to bring to their lumber mill that was only a stones throw away from the forest.

"Do you see em Tree Hugger?" one of the other woodsman would ask, Fuu would lower her binoculars as she looked back towards her squadron of Woodsman. "Sure do...let's go." with that the girl would give the order. "Look at them out there taking down our wood and mounting them to these mills."

With that her and her group of Tanjo would rush through the woods. "Okay everyone remember Ambush formation!" the Tanjo would make their way forward with them each splitting apart 5 of them would make their way to the highest tree that their targets were moving directly against, while Fuu herself kept to the ground.

Today the group were attempting to perform their signature ambush tactic in order to prevent the efforts of the deforestation effort from taking any more of their land through the lumber mill they had recently established. The process involves one member of the organization standing at the front whilst the others would attempt to make their way to the top of the trees in an effort to attack the opponent who was distracted by the initial protestor.

As Fuu approached from the ground she'd craft a series of handseals that would loosen the joints in her body as she advanced. "Okay here I go..." the girl would rush forward towards the group and would decelerate right as the men were set and ready to begin. "I won't let you harm this tree!" the girl would say as she latched onto the tree expanding her body and wrapping her arms around it in order to prevent any action.

"This again...?" one of the men would groan. "We had to deal with these hacks on the last job we did." Fuu would look out towards them. "And you'll keep seeing us until you learn to leave our trees alone! We don't need you harming our land or this beautiful landscape any further." As the girls body would stretch around the trees her fingers would come to place allowing her to form hand seals. As this went on she'd attempt to slowly channel a few handseals with one hand sending chakra towards her vocal chords.

"Hey someone get the security detail out here!" one man would mutter to his cronies who would rush away towards the large facility in the distance. "Reinforcements...? Good, all going according to plan just need to confirm the target." The Tanjo had been staking out their enemy for weeks and now was their time to strike they just needed to make sure they could disarm his security team.

It saved them the trouble of running into them later in most situations they would strike as soon as they realized the enemy was caught off guard, but knowing they had a fight on their hands lead the girl to take pause for a moment. The team up high would wait for her signal and once she had eyes on the security detail she'd give them the signal to rush.

Words 512 ● Muramasa Uemon ● NOTES

deltra of gangnam style

[Muramasa Uemon]

lying in wait for

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Moku no Kuni was an interesting country, and one the wanderer visited frequently. Non-Shinobi Nations were often less hostile to outsiders and their lack of ninja made them perfect staging areas. Or receiving ones.

For some time now he had rented a post box here to receive mail. It was a bit of a trek having to return every so often, but his traveling ways necessitated some sort of address to be contacted at. Taki, Shiina, Sora, Yanosuke— all had letters written to them and sent from here. Even if he mailed them from elsewhere the return was usually listed as Moku no Kuni for ease of consolidation. By now he was sure to have mail waiting, so he trudged on back.

And of course while he expected an uneventful visit, he was as alert as always. Things had been relatively quiet for some time now... an ominous sign if past experience had taught him anything. During his journey, several signatures pinged his Sense. Bringing him to a halt along the road. "Eight people total... six watching two in enfilade." Trouble.

Such a formation could only mean a few things. Either a group of people were having a get-together in the forest or... "An ambush." The wanderer did not sigh or make any other sound, only threw up the hood on his jacket and slinked off to the other side of the treeline. Mindful of his footfalls. Taking every measure to mask his presence.

Luck was rarely on his side and he had a habit of getting caught up in things he would rather not. He was certainly no hero, nor some fool looking to stick his nose where it did not belong. So... he would watch. Keeping his distance as he carefully positioned himself among the underbrush. Dark eyes watching events unfold, Sense filling in gaps.

A skirmish was about to unfold... as to what or why he could not say. Shouting about trees filled the air and the wanderer raised an eyebrow. "Environmentalists?" Interesting. A group of nature-friendly crusaders perhaps.

Not wanting to intervene, he chose instead to watch. Remaining aware of the position of the small crew so as not to be spotted. Part of him wanted to simply turn around and leave, but with Kota never far from his side he thought it smarter to observe. If they posed no danger to him or his ward, he had no reason to cause them harm. 

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[Fuu Kazama]

❝

It looks like these guys don't want us to keep going, I never understood people like this can't he see his hurting nature?

❞

As the girl would wrap herself around the tree and wait for the men in the distance to bring their security team to them she would wait by the tree as the men arrived they were dark colored clothing and had a ruggedness to them she recognized them. "Law Country." the girl would think to herself. "Awlright pack up ya tree huggy bugga." the man would say with a rather harsh accent for someone from the land.

The girl would survey the environment seeing just how many men were present it seems their numbers were even. "Good..." after a moment the girls body would begin to have a yellow gelatinous fluid emerge and bubble from underneath her chest and it would begin to latch itself to her body and coat her in its fluid her hair would begin to change color as her skin took on this new form much to the disgust of the men before her.

As her voice amplified from the Jutsu she had prepared albeit not as good as it could've been, more of the changes in her anatomy would be present as the fluid begin to dye the inside of her mouth a blueish color as her teeth sharpened. "NOW!" the girl would shout after a moment the men she traveled with would drop down from the trees and ambush the security team the workers would flee and soon the fight was on.

The security team would find themselves preoccupied as the Tanjo would remove their weapons. One of the enemy forces finding himself stabbed in the face with a knife. Another man another would be struck by a bow in the shoulder. The other few would engage them in hand to hand combat, swarming them all with little chance to form a proper offensive. Fuu herself would unlatch from the tree and join them in the brawl.

"Remember don't hurt the workers and try to keep the security team alive if you can help it!" As the men were taken down and one of them stood haplessly in the center and Fuu would smack him across the chest with her elongated arms, she'd then pick him up from off of the ground with her outstretched arm pulling him towards her and launching him into the air and then using her opposite hand to grab hold of him and slam him into the ground, taking him out. From there the fight would rage on for several minutes unbeknownst to their hidden spectator.

316 WORDS ● Muramasa Uemon ● NOTES

deltra of gangnam style

[Muramasa Uemon]

an unsuspecting party

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From his concealed position he watched the events with dark, narrowed eyes. Taking it all in and making sure to keep his Sense active in case any more unknowns decided to show up. And what he saw was... utter chaos.

Sounds of battle filled the air, weapons were drawn, blood was spilled. The wanderer did not have the faintest idea what this skirmish was about, but whatever it was had to be serious. Long ago his master schooled him in the art of warfare and a big part of that involved philosophy. Insight into human nature, the ideals that could drive battle.

It did not take a genius to figure out but his intelligence certainly helped. These people were fighting for something larger than themselves. Apparent in the way they moved, the fervor with which they fought. A cause of some great meaning.

Nature, apparently. "Home too, maybe." He thought. Studying them all the while. "Or the protection of it. That would explain the tree thing." Without context that was all he could glean, but it was telling. Regardless... this was not at all his business. And unless he was forced to he would really rather not get in the middle of some random bloody fight. 

A girl— the blonde seemed to be the leader of the bunch. Issuing the order to engage, using some kind of odd technique that altered her body. She seemed almost like a demon as she leapt into action. Expertly taking out her foes up close, somehow stretching her limbs to attack, and most notably to him... "Ordering mercy?" Intriguing.

Confirmation that they were not simple bandits or roving murderers. The workers he understood but even this apparent 'security team' were to be spared if possible. Showing mercy to one's enemies had never been his way.

Maybe they had some sort of reputation to consider? Or perhaps they were just naïve. Either way, he would remain hidden for the time being. Watching closely, doing his best to listen for any more info, and taking care not to make any sudden movements that might give himself away. However this played out he still needed to ensure they were not a threat to him and Kota. Once that was done he could make a quiet exit. Leave them to... whatever this was.

---

[Fuu Kazama]

❝

It looks like these guys don't want us to keep going, I never understood people like this can't he see his hurting nature?

❞

As the battle raged on her forces would take out the security team with little effort, the men would fall easily and the team would stand there in a huff. "Everyone okay...?" Fuu would ask as she looked to her 6 other team members. "Yeah we're alright." one of the men would say. "Are any of them alive...?" she'd say a knowing tone in her voice as if she knew someone might've been dead. "Uhh...Negative Treehugger." Fuu would hear the sounds of one of the men groaning form out in the distance she'd lift her head and make her way towards the man it was the one whom she'd unceremoniously slammed into the ground.

"Hey can you speak?" the girl would say as her and her team stood over him. "You motherfuckers...awl this for a damn tree." Fuu would ignore the words that he spoke and would turn her expression to that of a solemn. "This tree and the rest of this forest is sacred, shame on you!" the man would let out a chuckle only for Fuu to press her boot into his chest causing him pain.

"Gaaaah...alright alright...look man." he'd extend his hand out towards a building in the distance right towards the top of a tower some 20m away. "He's up there...happy now." Following his words, Fuu would place on a pair of binoculars and spot their target out in the distance. "Gotcha..." she'd then place her binoculars away and take a deep breath as the man would look over towards his boss and let out his dying breath.

Fuu had become accustomed to the sounds of rigor mortis but there was a small part of her that didn't like doing it to people who were just doing their jobs. "Alright guys go evacuate the mill, I'll go after their boss. Once its clear level the place, if anyone resists be forceful but don't hurt them." Normally when Fuu was sent on these kinds of assignments she would usually have Moriko beside her to help ease the pain she has to cause but as a Woodsman this was apart of the job and with some seniority it was up to her to do the right thing even if it was hard.

She'd rush leaving her team to head inside the building, as Fuu pursued it would seem the man himself had caught on and would begin to run, Fuu herself would also give chase, extending out her arm to capture him by the leg and hold him up. "Lemme go dammit!" Fuu would look to the man crossing one arm under her chest.

"This is your third Mill we've crushed you'd think you'd learn by now." the girls grip would increase, as the man groaned in pain as he leg cracked. "You sent those men to their deaths for your greed, made us scare these poor workers and all for the sake of profiting off of nature." With that Fuu would raise up her arm into the air and slam the man down into the pavement the impact causing internal decapitation.

"Serves you right!" after she was finished she'd check the mans pulse to confirm his death and would then return to her team, where several men and women working in the factory would angrily make their way out of their facility by her team. "Alright, is that everyone...?" the girl would say delighted. "Affirmative Tree hugger, alright let's wrap it up!" Fuu would stand back and allow them time to prepare their jutsu watching as they formed their handseals. Fuu herself wasn't fully trained in demolitions much like they were and was more so in charge of leading them to their destination and giving orders now it was her turn to sit back and watch.

But sitll little did she know there was a set of eyes potentially upon her and as she let her guard down her body would revert to its human less monstrous form.

504 WORDS ● Muramasa Uemon ● NOTES

deltra of gangnam style

[Muramasa Uemon]

now... the time is right

---

More killing, talk of evacuating workers, an order to 'level the place' after they were done.

For all their carnage they seemed rather focused on the lumber mill itself. It seemed the deaths of the men hired to guard it were just unfortunate cost of their objective... in their eyes, anyway. "Hm..." A thought as he shifted.

Reaching slowly to his waist to remove a tiny scroll held on a holster. "I have a feeling I'm going to regret this." The wanderer thought to himself, unfurling the parchment and placing his fingertips on a symbol that read '兎'. Quietly as he could, he funneled chakra into it, summoning forth a small white rabbit with his Kugutsu Kuchiyose no Jutsu. It made no sound, and was about as light of foot as himself. Still crouching, he clasped his hands together in a Tora hand seal, using his Kugutsu Bunshin no Jutsu to duplicate three copies of the animal. "If I'm going to reveal myself..." A few strings extended from the fingers on his right hand, causing the small rabbits to amble forward out of the brush in a lifelike manner with Kugutsu no Jutsu. "Best to stack the odds in my favor." Just in case. Better smart than very sorry.

Appearing like normal, curious woodland creatures the rabbits positioned themselves among the people present, near members of the ambushing group but away from any workers so they would not be caught in the crossfire.

If there was to be any, that is. A shake of his head later and he removed his hood and backed carefully out of the brush. Back onto the road to resume his role as a traveler. A sword slung around his left shoulder, but rather unassuming otherwise. The wanderer made his way along the path, stopping once he reached the mill to glance at it.

Dark eyes looked at all of the people present, his rabbits, and the corpses on the ground. "Here we go..." Now out in the open, he slowly began his approach. Carefully, and not in an aggressive manner. The last thing he needed was to spook some jumpy nature crusader. "..." Silence as he came to a stop. Scanning those present. "Excuse me..."

Soft-spoken as ever, but enough to get their attention. Particularly their leader, he hoped. "What's going on here?" He did not seem fazed by the bodies or expressive at all for that matter. Instead he watched. And waited.

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OFFENSIVE TECHNIQUES:
NAME: Kugutsu no Jutsu - [Puppet Technique]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low [Continuous]
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [Puppetry]
ELEMENT: N/a
DESCRIPTION:
The fundamental and most used technique of the style, Kugutsu no Jutsu allows a puppeteer the ability to use puppets in battle. While the degree in skill determines the number of puppets that can be controlled, for starters the user can control only one. By making near invisible strings of chakra from each of their ten fingertips and attaching them to their puppets they are able to control the puppet from various distances. However there is a delay between the puppeteers orders and the puppets movements, meaning puppet movement will not be instantaneous, and the response time increases based on distance.

SUPPORTIVE TECHNIQUES:
NAME: Kugutsu Kuchiyose no Jutsu - [Puppet Summoning Technique ]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [Puppetry]
ELEMENT: N/a
DESCRIPTION:
A useful technique for puppeteers, it allows one to seal a puppet within a scroll and summon it at will on the battlefield. Depending on the scroll they seal it in, they can seal a number of puppets away at a time.

NAME: Kugutsu Bunshin no Jutsu [Puppet Clone Technique]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low - Medium (Per Clone)
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [Puppetry]
ELEMENT: -
HANDSEALS: 1
DESCRIPTION:
After performing the necessary hand seal the user is able to create a physical clone of a puppet. Multiple clones can be created though the amount of chakra needed to perform this jutsu increases with each one. Naturally more complex puppets require more chakra to clone as well. These puppets retain all weapons and mechanical abilities of the original, though do not retain chakra-reactive/conductive abilities and will disperse after being struck. This does not bypass the necessary chakra strings required to control puppets but with some clever implementation or additional techniques the duplicates can used effectively.

SPECIAL ABILITIES:

KASHIRA-WARI・首割り - ENHANCED CHAKRA CONTROL
Puppeteers must maintain expert control over their wide selection of puppets, and so too must a shinobi with their chakra. Necessary for his Puppet Ninjutsu and applicable to his other techniques, Uemon has trained extensively in order to mitigate the amount of chakra he uses with his jutsu. Compensating for his average chakra reserves this allows him to stay in the fight that much longer.

TSUKURIMONO・作り物 - INTELLIGENCE
Stage and setting can make or break a performance. A director needs vigilance and flexibility to ensure all the moving parts of a play go off without a hitch. A learned strategist with a quick mind, Uemon is always observing even in the midst of combat. This allows for him to find gaps and weaknesses in his opponent's techniques easier than some, and allows him to formulate strategies and deceptions to take advantage of these shortcomings. A knack for tactics cues him on which approach works best depending on his target.

ASHIZUKAI・足遣い - SPEED
Operating the legs of a puppet requires dexterity and agility. Much like moving one's own body. As a child in Tetsu no Kuni Uemon trained in Jujitsu and Kenjutsu, finding his aptitude for speed rather than strength. Honed after years on the road with his mentors, Uemon is surprisingly light on his feet and his hand-to-hand strikes are faster than most expect. Able to strike and weave with deft swiftness he is capable of holding his own against Taijutsu specialists of his rank and outright overwhelming those of lower ranks in terms of speed.

SHOMEI・署名 - SENSOR TYPE 
Lighting is a crucial part of any play. Identifying the actors and drawing focus to them in the dark. With much training Uemon has become a Sensor Type, able to detect and hone in on chakra signatures akin to a sixth sense of sorts. A useful tool when it comes to tracking or surveillance. As of now, he is capable of passively sensing chakra up to one hundred meters from his body, or one kilometer if actively searching. This also allows him to more efficiently utilize his puppets without needing a direct line of sight to his targets. Knowing the placement of actors on stage at all times is essential.

[Fuu Kazama]

❝

It looks like these guys don't want us to keep going, I never understood people like this can't he see his hurting nature?

❞

As Fuu finished off the man she'd head back towards her team who would all prepare a few handseals and then from there would begin to create small craters that would allow them to break down the structure from the outside thus causing the building to collapse, the sounds were loud as it crashed into the Earth.

"What are we going to do now...?" someone would mutter as they left the area. "This is a job for some of us you lunatics!" one man would shout. "You may not know it but this establishment was owned by a man whose sole purpose was to profit off of the destruction of our environment but now you're free to find more honest work." one of the members would state.

"Go fuck yourselves, damn hippies." the man would state a breaking in his voice as he turned about and left. Many of the people who worked in this lumber mill were honest men indivduals who were simply doing their job. It was a horrible trade off but to the Tanjo the ends justified the means.

However as they completed their work and the dust settled a noise would break and a man would appear before the 6 of them, asking who they were. "We're the Tanjo...and we just got finished with a job...who are you...a late comer for the security team?"

Fuu normally tried not to remain on edge but she could never be too careful. "Try anything funny and we'll be forced to kill you, state your business." He didn't seem hostile but she wouldn't put it past a shady businessman to hire some kind of assassin judging by the fact that he did have a security team on hand.

256 WORDS ● Muramasa Uemon ● NOTES

deltra of gangnam style

[Muramasa Uemon]

terse words fill the air

---

Loud, splintering sounds filled the air as several jutsu were cast. Trenching the earth near the foundation of the mill and causing the whole thing to come toppling down. Dust shot up from the collapse, the ground shook underfoot...

Causing cries of anger from some of the workers and an attempt at an explanation from one of the raiders. Some words about a greedy man profiting from the exploitation of the land itself. To him, it was not exactly a surprise. A tale as old as time even in his homeland. "Where there are resources, there are those who seek to control them." He thought.

Ore, wood, stone— many an enterprising merchant had made themselves rich off hoarding vital assets. It was a shame, but he was not the person to do anything about it. Idealism was not his style, not since he was ten. Besides...

More personal business preoccupied his mind. Some of the workers began to filter out after some tense words, which would be a good thing if it came to blows. "Tanjo..." It echoed in his mind. "I've heard of you." One time not all that long ago, from Taki no less. "Your job is putting men and women out of work?" A question, his eyes moving towards the destroyed mill. Shaking his head at the question he offered only a curt, "No." in reply.

Not a member of the security team, and he had not planned on revealing much else. But then the conversation continued... and his dark eyes narrowed. "I'm a traveler and my business is my own." He said, glancing around at the members present. "And please, for your sake..." A hand that had been holding onto the maroon sageo that secured his sword around his left shoulder fell to his side. Gaze shifting between them all. "Don't threaten me."

As always, he was not looking for a fight. But neither was he one to stand by and take such promises lightly. It said something that the corpses near them had not even made him flinch. And his expression was steeled now.

It would only take a single hand seal for all of this to go very badly... he hoped they could talk, instead. 

---

SPOILER: Click to show

OFFENSIVE TECHNIQUES:
N/A

SUPPORTIVE TECHNIQUES:
N/A

SPECIAL ABILITIES:

KASHIRA-WARI・首割り - ENHANCED CHAKRA CONTROL
Puppeteers must maintain expert control over their wide selection of puppets, and so too must a shinobi with their chakra. Necessary for his Puppet Ninjutsu and applicable to his other techniques, Uemon has trained extensively in order to mitigate the amount of chakra he uses with his jutsu. Compensating for his average chakra reserves this allows him to stay in the fight that much longer.

TSUKURIMONO・作り物 - INTELLIGENCE
Stage and setting can make or break a performance. A director needs vigilance and flexibility to ensure all the moving parts of a play go off without a hitch. A learned strategist with a quick mind, Uemon is always observing even in the midst of combat. This allows for him to find gaps and weaknesses in his opponent's techniques easier than some, and allows him to formulate strategies and deceptions to take advantage of these shortcomings. A knack for tactics cues him on which approach works best depending on his target.

ASHIZUKAI・足遣い - SPEED
Operating the legs of a puppet requires dexterity and agility. Much like moving one's own body. As a child in Tetsu no Kuni Uemon trained in Jujitsu and Kenjutsu, finding his aptitude for speed rather than strength. Honed after years on the road with his mentors, Uemon is surprisingly light on his feet and his hand-to-hand strikes are faster than most expect. Able to strike and weave with deft swiftness he is capable of holding his own against Taijutsu specialists of his rank and outright overwhelming those of lower ranks in terms of speed.

SHOMEI・署名 - SENSOR TYPE 
Lighting is a crucial part of any play. Identifying the actors and drawing focus to them in the dark. With much training Uemon has become a Sensor Type, able to detect and hone in on chakra signatures akin to a sixth sense of sorts. A useful tool when it comes to tracking or surveillance. As of now, he is capable of passively sensing chakra up to one hundred meters from his body, or one kilometer if actively searching. This also allows him to more efficiently utilize his puppets without needing a direct line of sight to his targets. Knowing the placement of actors on stage at all times is essential.

[Fuu Kazama]

❝

So we're on the road to Yuki no Kuni...I miss Miruko

❞

As the young woman would spot the young man his response was trite clearly he didn't know them as well as he thought he had. "For your information, there are countless lumber mills within this nation. Each one destroys untold amounts land that is a detriment to our environment." The girl would gesture to the CEO who's neck was soundly snapped by the woman.

"3 of those were owned by this CEO who refuses to replant what he destroys he was warned about what would happen if we didn't comply with our demands, and we made good on our promise. But judging by your appearance I'm going to assume you aren't from around here." Her voice was stern but very matter of fact she clearly believed what she was saying no matter how radicalized it might've sounded.

After her explanation he would go on to explain that he had no affiliation with that Fuu would lower her guard gesturing for the rest of her team to do the same. "Stand down team." She'd look to the young man in the cloak.

"Sorry about the threats, in our line of work we have to be careful, but with that said...did you need something from us Mister..." She spoke with a leading tone of voice as If trying to pull his name out of him.

He didn't seem like he wanted to fight his response was about as neutral as hers was but still who was he where did he come and just how long had he been there, quite a few questions but not very many answers.

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deltra of gangnam style

[Muramasa Uemon]

tension rises some... then falls

---

No outward reaction, just a stoic expression as he listened to the woman speak. "Right..." He muttered as he glanced to the dead man nearby. Some head of some company who had the misfortune of crossing them.

A poor way to go out if he had ever seen one. "So you warned him... and what of those workers?" A question, his gaze shifting towards some of the disgruntled people as they left. "Your group doesn't seem to be winning over the public." Understandably, they seemed angry with their loss of employment. Unlikely to offer support.

Ragtag as they were... surely they could see that, at least. "No, I'm not from around here." He replied curtly, looking around at the destruction. "Fortunately." The order to stand down finally came and some of the tension in the air seemed to ease. Of course he still stood ready, his finger one twitch away from reactivating his jutsu... but the chances of them coming to blows seemed a bit less likely for now. "It's... fine." The wanderer responded.

Threats were something he was used to by now, and lately many of his unpleasant run-ins had been with ninja rather than samurai. A fact of life he would have to deal with he supposed. "Muramasa." Came his introduction, opting to use his family name. Better if the unpredictable group of demolitionists not know his full identity... at least for now. "And you? Miss..." A name for a name seemed a fair trade to him. For the moment, he would wait.

---

SPOILER: Click to show

OFFENSIVE TECHNIQUES:
N/A

SUPPORTIVE TECHNIQUES:
N/A

SPECIAL ABILITIES:

KASHIRA-WARI・首割り - ENHANCED CHAKRA CONTROL
Puppeteers must maintain expert control over their wide selection of puppets, and so too must a shinobi with their chakra. Necessary for his Puppet Ninjutsu and applicable to his other techniques, Uemon has trained extensively in order to mitigate the amount of chakra he uses with his jutsu. Compensating for his average chakra reserves this allows him to stay in the fight that much longer.

TSUKURIMONO・作り物 - INTELLIGENCE
Stage and setting can make or break a performance. A director needs vigilance and flexibility to ensure all the moving parts of a play go off without a hitch. A learned strategist with a quick mind, Uemon is always observing even in the midst of combat. This allows for him to find gaps and weaknesses in his opponent's techniques easier than some, and allows him to formulate strategies and deceptions to take advantage of these shortcomings. A knack for tactics cues him on which approach works best depending on his target.

ASHIZUKAI・足遣い - SPEED
Operating the legs of a puppet requires dexterity and agility. Much like moving one's own body. As a child in Tetsu no Kuni Uemon trained in Jujitsu and Kenjutsu, finding his aptitude for speed rather than strength. Honed after years on the road with his mentors, Uemon is surprisingly light on his feet and his hand-to-hand strikes are faster than most expect. Able to strike and weave with deft swiftness he is capable of holding his own against Taijutsu specialists of his rank and outright overwhelming those of lower ranks in terms of speed.

SHOMEI・署名 - SENSOR TYPE 
Lighting is a crucial part of any play. Identifying the actors and drawing focus to them in the dark. With much training Uemon has become a Sensor Type, able to detect and hone in on chakra signatures akin to a sixth sense of sorts. A useful tool when it comes to tracking or surveillance. As of now, he is capable of passively sensing chakra up to one hundred meters from his body, or one kilometer if actively searching. This also allows him to more efficiently utilize his puppets without needing a direct line of sight to his targets. Knowing the placement of actors on stage at all times is essential.

[Fuu Kazama]

❝

So we're on the road to Yuki no Kuni...I miss Miruko

❞

The boy would have no outward reaction towards what she had said and seemingly said nothing just remarking "Right..." rather quietly. He would then ask what would happen to the workers as a result of her actions. "They're an unfortunate casualty of their bosses inability to listen, I don't like having to send them home this way, especially not my own people but no war is without casualties. But now we can reclaim this land and return it to nature."

Fuu's voice was somewhat somber in truth she didn't like having to displace others from their work but their boss was warned of what would happen in the event that they kept up their actions. "We don't have the ability to take ownership of the facility it'd draw too much attention to us, bad press from the towns folks can always be mended in other ways, they'll thank us one day." one of the men would speak.

His wording in reference to the Daimiyo's response to their actions before hand. Afterwards however the tension would calm he seemed to be civil with them even going as far to offer a name and then wanting hers in return, as per orders of the path finder she would offer only her surname rather than her full name. "Kazama." the woman would state. "So far its nice to meet you, Uemon" she'd say a smile gracing her lips.

"Tree hugger we should be getting back to base." one of the men would remark, Fuu would look back towards him. "Got it, don't forget to mark the territory, the Shaman and I can work on it later on." the ground now as a result of its destruction would simply resemble a patch of barren dirt ripe for reforestation, her partner a Yume had the ability to accelerate the growth of plant life and whenever missions came down to things such as this she would always be there to help her out. Allowing nature to once again flourish.

In a lot of cases Fuu didn't mind these kinds of missions but there always came a moral consequence but it was part of the job and knew that one day their work would make all the difference. "Did you need any help finding your way back to the road?" the girl would ask not fully certain of the fact that he was watching them the whole time, whomever he was he was good at keeping his tracks covered.

366 WORDS ● Muramasa Uemon ● NOTES

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[Muramasa Uemon]

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No war is without causalities... a sentiment he could agree with. "True." He responded quietly.

Innocents, people just doing their jobs, those simply in the wrong place at the wrong time— his own warpath had already claimed unintended lives. Though he appeared a bit standoffish, in truth he was not judging them.

After all, he had no right to. It did not make much difference to the workers but the woman at least seemed remorseful about the consequences of her actions. The Shinobi World was an ugly, violent place. No matter anyone's intentions there would be those unintended victims who suffered. Mononobe Noriyaki, the hatamoto at the Uda estate, all of the men under his command... unfortunate and avoidable deaths. But deaths nonetheless.

Uemon could only listen as one of the men spoke up, neither nodding nor shaking his head at his words. 'They'll thank us one day' was said. "I suppose you best hope so." It was all he really had to say. As far as causes went, theirs seemed a rather noble one. In another life perhaps he might have even sought to join up. Serving some higher purpose, trying to save the world... it sounded like something he would have read out of a story book as a child. But this was not his struggle. "You as well, Kazama-san." He replied to the woman with a nod. It was fortunate they had not come to blows. Best to save his energy for fights that meant something. Uemon was no environmentalist... 

And yet, as he stood there, he could not help but feel that he may have use for this 'Tanjo' in the future. At the very least they might provide some valuable opportunities. "A codename?" He thought as one of the group called Kazama 'Tree Hugger'. "Hm..." The wanderer shook his head at the woman's offer of help then glanced back towards the road. "There's a town a few kilometers up the road." He began, shifting his gaze to meet hers after. "If for some reason you find yourself facing off against your neighbors to the north... leave a message at the inn there for 'Masamune Fudo'." Of course he was referring to the forces of Tetsu no Kuni. A place of interest.

In the end, it would be up to them whether or not to take him up on the vague offer. "We may be able to help one another in the future." With that, he nodded towards Kazama, took one final glance at the other members of the organization, and turned to leave. A flick of his fingers causing the four rabbits nearby to hop after him. As he slowly walked, he formed a half U hand seal— the 'rabbit' causing the three bunshins to disappear in puffs of smoke. Leaving only a sole white hare trailing after him. "Farewell, Tanjo." He said as he walked. "Good luck."

Now he had to return to camp, consider his plans, and then go retrieve his mail. It seemed his skills in stealth were improving slowly but surely. A good sign... but he still had a long way to go until he was prepared for his own war.

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KASHIRA-WARI・首割り - ENHANCED CHAKRA CONTROL
Puppeteers must maintain expert control over their wide selection of puppets, and so too must a shinobi with their chakra. Necessary for his Puppet Ninjutsu and applicable to his other techniques, Uemon has trained extensively in order to mitigate the amount of chakra he uses with his jutsu. Compensating for his average chakra reserves this allows him to stay in the fight that much longer.

TSUKURIMONO・作り物 - INTELLIGENCE
Stage and setting can make or break a performance. A director needs vigilance and flexibility to ensure all the moving parts of a play go off without a hitch. A learned strategist with a quick mind, Uemon is always observing even in the midst of combat. This allows for him to find gaps and weaknesses in his opponent's techniques easier than some, and allows him to formulate strategies and deceptions to take advantage of these shortcomings. A knack for tactics cues him on which approach works best depending on his target.

ASHIZUKAI・足遣い - SPEED
Operating the legs of a puppet requires dexterity and agility. Much like moving one's own body. As a child in Tetsu no Kuni Uemon trained in Jujitsu and Kenjutsu, finding his aptitude for speed rather than strength. Honed after years on the road with his mentors, Uemon is surprisingly light on his feet and his hand-to-hand strikes are faster than most expect. Able to strike and weave with deft swiftness he is capable of holding his own against Taijutsu specialists of his rank and outright overwhelming those of lower ranks in terms of speed.

SHOMEI・署名 - SENSOR TYPE 
Lighting is a crucial part of any play. Identifying the actors and drawing focus to them in the dark. With much training Uemon has become a Sensor Type, able to detect and hone in on chakra signatures akin to a sixth sense of sorts. A useful tool when it comes to tracking or surveillance. As of now, he is capable of passively sensing chakra up to one hundred meters from his body, or one kilometer if actively searching. This also allows him to more efficiently utilize his puppets without needing a direct line of sight to his targets. Knowing the placement of actors on stage at all times is essential.