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With the forest fire doused and both bijuu subdued for the time being, all four members of Team Purple Lightning and the three masked individuals who had assisted them reconvened near where Matoi had set off the flare. Fox’s massive, burly physique made him more than capable of throwing their unconscious captive over one shoulder after securely binding them, delivering some kind of knockout-serum for good measure, just to ensure that no more shenanigans occurred overnight. All four of the group were a little worse for wear, but no one was in such dire straits that they needed urgent medical attention, so after giving everyone a once-over Wicker Basket led them all away from the scene of disaster and back towards where they had been camped out themselves for the day—barely more than a ten-minute walk, clearly positioned close enough to the team’s destination so as to be within reach if anything went sideways. Tents and bedrolls had been set up, and a hearty pot of stew was cheerfully bubbling over a fire, clearly set to cook not long before the evening’s chaos had ensued. "I’m sure you’re all tired,” Wicker Basket said as they arrived. "We’ll rest here for tonight and head back to Kumogakure to debrief in the morning.” A bit of activity and room was made for the five additions to the camp, with stew ladled out for everyone but the unconscious prisoner, and before long it would be time to bed down for the night—though Wicker Basket remained awake, keeping a watchful eye over the entire group until morning came and they could all begin their journey back. It was time enough for reflection, if nothing else—their wilderness survival training had transformed into something else altogether, a harrowing experience that, despite its deviation from the intended adventure, would hopefully still serve as a lesson of sorts for everyone involved. The seals would remain on Saito and Mitsumi through the night, and if any of the group needed an additional sleep aid, then it would be provided—anything to ensure that the group of teenagers were able to get some actual rest after what they had been through. NIGHT OF THE FIRST DAY 76 HOURS REMAIN ROTATION 10 OF 10 TASKS TO ACCOMPLISH: - reach their destination - establish shelter and warmth - hunt or forage for food each day [1/4 complete] - locate a source of potable drinking water Final rotation: no more random event rolls! POSTS DUE BY:

Utagawa Matoi Futago Yua
Futago Saito Itagaki Mitsumi

LAIKA OF THQ

[Itagaki Mitsumi]

Mitsumi was numb. She couldn't feel, couldn't think. Exhaustion, the sudden silence in her head, and everything else that had happened had rendered her near-unresponsive. She had managed, somehow, to put one foot in front of the other, nodding vaguely whenever she was addressed.

A bowl of stew was pressed into her hands, and for a long time Mitsumi stared deep into its depths with glassy, uncomprehending eyes.

But the reprieve from thought could only last for so long. Slowly, emotions and sensation began to pierce her. Shame. Fear. Revulsion. Guilt. Horror. Regret. Confusion. Fatigue. Pain. A confusing and bitter cocktail.

Slowly and mechanically, Mitsumi forced herself to eat. Anything to delay processing what had happened for even a moment longer. Her unfocused eyes reflected the cooking fire, though the sound of the world had turned to a distant static. Even if spoken to, she wouldn't even manage a nod or a murmur, Mitsumi's mind narrowing to simple tasks out of sheer exhaustion and to protect itself.

Eventually, the empty bowl slipped from her fingers, as sleep took her at last, still sitting by the campfire. No matter how great her turmoil, her body was exhausted and injured.

Fortunately, she would have one dreamless sleep before reality reared its ugly head once more.

[Futago Yua]

If Saito were still slumped in place when Yua returned from the camp she would do her best to herd the poor boy back towards the flare, her desire to stay close to her cousin as strong as ever, despite the revelations she’d had a moment ago. Until he was back on his feet and seemingly in control of his actions the young woman would be watching him like a hawk, not wishing to hear the possible backlash of not having appropriately looked after a family member when they would finally make it home.

Yua gave the other two girls a tired smile when she joined them near the flare. She still had no idea what had really happened but was relieved to see the two of them mostly intact, even if not all there mentally. Poor Mitsumi seemed the worse of the two and the poor herbalist had to stop herself from reaching out with support, she was already applying most of that mentally her cousin’s way. The entire situation was still rather exhausting even with the support from the more experience Kumogakure shinobi.

Their camp was a different story entirely, equipped with all the amenities their little outing had been denied it was warm, had food, and had proper places to sleep. The food was especially apricated by the young Futago woman who would provide. The little they’d eaten before the failed attempt at a night’s sleep became very evident when the smell hit Yua’s nose. She’d ensure Saito had a bowl before grabbing one herself before getting comfortable near the fire and staring into the flames.

This was the sort of camping she was familiar with. A warm fire, some warm food, the hustle and bustle of other people doing things. For a moment it took her back several years to the time she’d travelled with her family, before she knew her many cousins, aunts, and uncles. It was enough to relax her mind after the events of the night, though her body was still bruised and sore. Yua had never felt as unprepared for her new life as she had in that moment with the strange cultists, but they’d all made it through to the other end. That had to count for something.

Yua would eventually doze off while staring into the fire, enjoying the heat and dance of flames while seemingly still paying attention to her cousin. For all the world it looked like she was simply sitting there, staring into the flames, though should their saviours attempt to offer her a sleep aid or more comfortable position to rest it would be clear the young woman was very much asleep in her sitting position.

[Utagawa Matoi]

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She glanced briefly at Mitsumi, whose hollow stare into the stew mirrored her own internal turmoil. The flare, the fire, the monster... it had all spiraled out of control so fast. A pang of guilt surfaced in Matoi’s chest. She had tried to keep everyone safe, to manage the chaos, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that there had been something she missed, something she could have done differently.

Her bowl of stew sat untouched beside her. The smell should have been inviting, but her appetite was nonexistent. Fatigue gnawed at her bones, and she longed for sleep, yet she knew it wouldn't come easily. Even if she lay down now, her thoughts would chase her, refusing to let her rest. She cast a glance toward Wicker Basket, keeping watch over them all. It was a small relief knowing someone else was taking charge, even if only for a while.

The crackling of the fire was the only sound in the stillness, save for the occasional rustle of someone shifting in their sleep. Matoi sighed quietly, stretching out her legs, wincing slightly as her muscles protested. She wasn’t in any shape to deal with more problems, not tonight.

"Tomorrow," she muttered under her breath, though she wasn’t sure if she was talking to herself or to the fire. "Just... get through tonight."

Her eyes fluttered shut, but her mind remained restless, flickering between moments of the battle, the faces of her teammates, and the unsettling quiet that had followed. She wished the night would pass faster - morning couldn’t come soon enough.

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[attr="class","lightbluetext"]『Divine Lightning Body』

Having accessed the Clan's hijutsu at a rather young age, she's spent her years learning to master The Storm. She is able to transform part or the entirety of her body using the Divine Lightning Body and is able to pass through objects that are reactive to lightning. Practically the embodiment of lightning, she can use her skills to increase the speed, reactions and fighting capability significantly.

She becomes part of The Storm itself, giving her near immunity to other Raiton-based attacks. The caveat of this is she is incapable of learning any other elemental natures outside of her natural Raiton.

『Purple Lightning』

Having spent several years training her ability in using ninjutsu, specifically Raiton, few of her age has reached the level of mastery she has.

Some may call the element erratic and dangerous, but she has complete control over the bolts of energy she can create. Not only are the raiton techniques which Matoi utilizes much more powerful than standard, they're also a bright purple in color.

『Electric Storm』

Matoi was lucky enough to be born with incredibly deep chakra reserves. This allows her to use more powerful techniques for longer periods of time before she begins to tire out. This is especially useful for her as her hijutsu can take a toll on her chakra supply the longer she remains within that state. The deeper reserves help offset the price the hijutsu requires and allows her to remain in her lightning form for longer periods of time.

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[Futago Saito]

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[attr="class","snikki101"]OF ALL OF YOU THAT BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE, ARE YOU YOU?

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[attr="class","snikki102"]OR ARE YOU ME?

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[attr="class","snikki109"]Saito was broken. A husk of who he was after what he had done. It was like a horror book come to life and Sito was the monster. Despite being aware of his surroundings now and the quietness of his mind with Saiken sealed away again the world felt overwhelming. He could look anyone in the eyes he couldn't speak to anyone. He felt like a shell of a boy and nothing was right anymore. He had done so much damage and he lost control. He couldn't be trusted anymore. Who could he hurt if Saiken retook control? Saito just couldn't believe it all.[break][break]

And yet there was something about having that power that tickled the back of his mind. He could do so much with that power if only he could control it. Though what if he couldn't and simply went on a rampage? The idea scared him and made it difficult for him to eat. He took the bowl of food and simply stared at it looking back at the reflection inside. Then when it came to sleep despite giving a sleep aid Saito found himself on the stage in his mind again, but this time it was ruined. Everything was destroyed as if someone came in a demolished the place. This let Saito know Saiekn wasn't happy with him and once this seal was gone he would make it Saito's problem.

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[hirana kizumi]

The night passed in an uneasy peace. It was well past dawn when Wicker Basket finally started rousing the teenagers—trying to ensure they’d at least gotten seven or eight hours of sleep before they all moved out. Bear was left behind to clean up the camp’s detritus while Wicker Basket escorted the group back to Kumogakure—a faster journey than the route they’d taken there, with all the elder shinobi’s know-how of hidden paths and shortcuts taking a twelve-hour journey down to only nine hours. It was still grueling, considering their collective exhaustion. Kizumi was waiting at the gates for their return. Team Purple Lightning was the first to come back, of course, having only been gone for some twenty-four hours, and worry creased clear and deep into the lines of her face. "Welcome back,” she said as they approached. "I’m glad you’re all safe—” But before she could say much more, a trio of medics descended on the group, brooking no argument as they took over for Wicker Basket and brought all four teenagers to the hospital for a thorough examination. The tags would be removed from both Mitsumi and Saito, giving them both access to their chakra networks again—and reconnecting them with the beasts who dwelled within. Debriefing would come later. For now, they all needed rest—and it was clear that Kumogakure would need to deal with the threat of Kimyona Shinsei on their doorstep. [TEAM PURPLE LIGHTNING: FAILURE!] due to the Massive Terrible Event Roll escalating the rank of the event to a C-rank, though they have failed the event parameters, rewards will be re-considered with the rank escalation in mind. comments? questions? concerns? feedback? ideas for future events? drop a line here! responses are 100% anonymous and very helpful to me, so please don’t be shy! AFTERNOON OF THE SECOND DAY TACTICAL RETREAT TASKS TO ACCOMPLISH: - reach their destination - establish shelter and warmth - hunt or forage for food each day [1/4 complete] - locate a source of potable drinking water

Utagawa Matoi Futago Yua
Futago Saito Itagaki Mitsumi

LAIKA OF THQ

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