Matsuzawa is less densely forested than is common in the Land of Fire. Because of this a great number of stone enclosures have been built on its open fields, being used mainly for sheep farming. The region is also a big producer of silk, with many silk farms and processing workshops littering the area, though these are mainly concentrated in the southwest, near the banks of the two rivers there.
Greg his giants three headed snake and their mobile home travel through Matsuzawa. Greg has the snake sink into the river avoiding all land and remaining rather hidden. He makes sure the snake's back and thus the hut that is attached to it stays high above the water as they slither through the water bank avoiding sight as much as possible. Some of the elders napped inside the hut, while children continued playing and parents continued watching their children.
This post contains an S rank storyboard mission called: Join the local thugs in a raid
It took a fair bit of walking before Barney and Panthalassa came across signs of life. During their walk, they enjoyed some small talk and shared some anecdotes of their younger selves, which in Barneys case weren't many but only those he got to relieve in his flashbacks, back when Alucard unlocked his mind. Needless to say, it could've been an hour or two, heck even if it was three, those two wouldn't notice as time passed so quickly for them. It seemed that they both thoroughly enjoyed each others company that they essentially walked into a battlefield without noticing. Suddenly, Panthalassa's pretty scarabs got restless which alerted him that there's imminent danger around them and that they should take cover. On Panthalassa's nudge, they jumped behind cover and scanned the surroundings. Thanks to Panthalassa's bugs, they spread quickly across the ground and reported their findings. However, some things were quite visible from afar.
In the distance, Barney could see that a plantation was separating two mobs that seemed to be at each others throats, but at fair distance, doing a dick measuring contest. On one side, you could see filthy and basic farmers with their pitchforks and tools swinging in the air as they threatened the other mob. On the other side, proper thugs that seemed like they were here to raid the farmers and take their hard earned crop. A generic human response awoke in Barney, where he felt sorry for the farmers and almost jumped into their defense, before Panthalassa grabbed his arm to stop him. He signalled to be quiet by placing his finger in front of his mouth as the bug swarm kept coming back into his coat.
"I get it." said Barney with a whispering voice. "These thugs are the rebellion against Madara, right? So, the idea is to actually join them against these innoce..." said Barney as the silence was suddenly disrupted by a loud bang. The thugs were thrown in a disarray from their stance, laying scattered on the ground because of what seemed like a grenade. A powerful stench spread across the field and it became obvious that one of the farmers threw a self made bomb at the thugs, made out of manure. A second ago, they seemed like an innocent bunch of farmers protecting their crop, and in the other, they assaulted the thugs outright without asking any questions. It seemed as if the farmers were prepared for some kind of heist of this kind. The unrest that developed across the globe certainly prepared them and it was up to Barney and Panthalassa to choose a side and take a stance.
"****, let's go!" said Barney as he got out of cover and ran towards the thugs, jumping from each and checking if they were alright. Some of them were mildly injured, but there were no fatalities. Barney could swear that an explosion of this kind would result in at least a few fatalities, if not all. Nevertheless, he turned towards the farmers and with a single handseal, spew out a massive wall of flames that burned the crop on the field and spread like wildfire, circling around the farmers and tightening the area around them, preventing any escape. The usage of jutsu definitely took the farmers by surprise and the thugs were also surprised with the size of the fire that Barney managed to produce. The massive flames, albeit scorchingly hot, were slow in their spread so Barney and Panthalassa had time to string a few more tactical techniques in order to knock out the farmers and to tie them up. As he released his technique, Barney winked towards Panthalassa and said:
"Hopefully your bugs like warmth." with a grin on his face. He let Panthalassa launch a technique of his own, as Barney turned towards one of the thugs and offered a hand to lift him up from the ground. The thug gladly accepted and stood up, dusting himself off, without any visible injuries.
"Who are you?" said the thug, asking Barney.
"You can call me a friend, for the time being." said Barney expressly. "Let's deal with these farmers and we can talk later."
"No." said the thug without a trace of joking.
"I just saved your lives. What do you mean no?" Barney was stumped by the reply.
"You didn't save jack shit. Death has left this world and disease spreads rapidly. We can't die. Do you understand? But the feeling of hunger is what scares us, not death anymore. We don't want to be hungry."
Barney listened in silence in complete shock and without a response.
"We gathered to steal the goods from the farmers here so that we can take control of the farms and to also usurp the leadership of Madara Uchiha who is said to work together with unnatural forces to bring the world as we know it, to an end. They want a new world, a new beginning. They want to create their own playground. By their own, wicked rules."
Barney looked at Panthalassa, but he was nowhere to be found. He turned around himself a few times but was alone with the thugs. It seemed that Panthalassa wasn't much for talking and preferred to embrace the fight and take it to the farmers. Suddenly, a lone grenade was thrown from the ruckus that Panthalassa got into, and it was aimed directly at Barney.
"Watch out!" screamed the thug as he threw himself at Barney and pushed him to the side, saving him from the grenade but in the process, knocking him on the ground. He returned the gesture by giving Barney a hand to stand up.
"There motherfuckers. I swear to god. Let's get this over with and you can tell me more then. But only if you'd like, of course." said Barney, visibly agitated.
"Don't burn any more crop." said the thug seriously.
Tsk, ungrateful bastard thought Barney as he shook his head and lunged towards the flames. As he emerged from the flames, on the other side, there he saw Panthalassa as he was fighting 5 farmers at once with ease as if it was a training for him. His movements were swift and crisp while the bugs moved fluidly and synchronized with his own movements, both protecting him and simultaneously attacking the farmers that got close enough. Barney took that moment of their distraction to take out a few of those that stood a bit backwards like cowards. He slid a pair of kunai into his hands and spun them around his pointer fingers while grabbing them with his fists. Using those hooks as blunt weapons he smacked the farmers into the back of their heads, knocking them out cold. Using the silent homicide technique, he managed to move swiftly from one to other without them noticing. This way he manged to take out two farmers before the third one noticed him.
"I'll kill you." said the farmer screaming as he lifted his pitchfork and swung it at Barney.
"Good luck." said Barney, relying on the information that the thug just told him, hoping that it was true and that he couldn't die no matter what. The pitchfork smacked Barney across his body with its sharp and pointy forks, not even grazing the indestructible coat. However, the sharpness of the fork tips still got through the coat and across Barneys torso, leaving a few blunt grazes that immediately drew blood. Barney clenched for a second but stood his ground and the farmer immediately threw his pitchfork and started running out of fear and shock. Barney gave chase, throwing the kunai at hit feet and piercing his boots, pinning him to the ground as he closed the distance while releasing a powerful blast of water that knocked out the farmer momentarily.
"Do you need any help?" asked Barney as he saw Panthalassa toying with the remaining farmers. He seemed like he was enjoying himself, which was making Barney happy as well. It seemed that Panthalassa indeed had his spirits low and this was certainly an outlet that lifted them both up. If the remainder of their journey together was anything like this, it was set to be a proper thrill.
(Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku) - Fire release: Great Fire Majestic Annihilation
Type: Offensive
Rank: S
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 40
Damage: 80
Description: A technique where the user makes the horse hand seal and then kneads chakra inside his body which is then converted into fire and expelled from the mouth as a massive wall of intense flames, which covers an expansive range in both vertical and horizontal dimensions, making it extremely difficult to avoid. However, due to its massive width and height, the technique is not one of the fastest seen so far.
(Muon Satsujin Jutsu) - Silent Homicide Technique
Rank: D
Type:Attack
Range:Short-Mid
Chakra Cost:10
Damage Points:20
Description: Muon Satsujin Jutsu, the ability to commit a silent homicide, is a technique to dispatch your foe with no warning. Your quick speed and skills will instantly kill them before they can provide a defense. Best tactic is when used with Hidden Mist jutsu. The technique works by having the user focus his chakra and his complete attention on moving fluidly, rapidly but muffling any sound he may make while moving as well as his presence, etc. It doesn't suppress his chakra or hides it but it can make the opponent virtually undetected if he manages to get on the opponents blind spot.
(Suiton: Suidan no Jutsu) - Water Release: Water Bullet Technique
Type: Offensive/Supplementary
Rank: S
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 40
Damage: 80
Description: The user inhales and molds a great amount of chakra into their chest, exhaling a very large quantity of water in the form of a powerful torrent towards their intended target. The stream of water is so powerful and concentrated it can rip through most obstacles in its path. The stream itself contains so much concentrated water that it can flood medium to large sized depressions of the battle field in relatively short amounts of time.
This post contains an S rank storyboard mission called: Join the local thugs in a raid
It took a fair bit of walking before Barney and Panthalassa came across signs of life. During their walk, they enjoyed some small talk and shared some anecdotes of their younger selves, which in Barneys case weren't many but only those he got to relieve in his flashbacks, back when Alucard unlocked his mind. Needless to say, it could've been an hour or two, heck even if it was three, those two wouldn't notice as time passed so quickly for them. It seemed that they both thoroughly enjoyed each others company that they essentially walked into a battlefield without noticing. Suddenly, Panthalassa's pretty scarabs got restless which alerted him that there's imminent danger around them and that they should take cover. On Panthalassa's nudge, they jumped behind cover and scanned the surroundings. Thanks to Panthalassa's bugs, they spread quickly across the ground and reported their findings. However, some things were quite visible from afar.
In the distance, Barney could see that a plantation was separating two mobs that seemed to be at each others throats, but at fair distance, doing a dick measuring contest. On one side, you could see filthy and basic farmers with their pitchforks and tools swinging in the air as they threatened the other mob. On the other side, proper thugs that seemed like they were here to raid the farmers and take their hard earned crop. A generic human response awoke in Barney, where he felt sorry for the farmers and almost jumped into their defense, before Panthalassa grabbed his arm to stop him. He signalled to be quiet by placing his finger in front of his mouth as the bug swarm kept coming back into his coat.
"I get it." said Barney with a whispering voice. "These thugs are the rebellion against Madara, right? So, the idea is to actually join them against these innoce..." said Barney as the silence was suddenly disrupted by a loud bang. The thugs were thrown in a disarray from their stance, laying scattered on the ground because of what seemed like a grenade. A powerful stench spread across the field and it became obvious that one of the farmers threw a self made bomb at the thugs, made out of manure. A second ago, they seemed like an innocent bunch of farmers protecting their crop, and in the other, they assaulted the thugs outright without asking any questions. It seemed as if the farmers were prepared for some kind of heist of this kind. The unrest that developed across the globe certainly prepared them and it was up to Barney and Panthalassa to choose a side and take a stance.
"****, let's go!" said Barney as he got out of cover and ran towards the thugs, jumping from each and checking if they were alright. Some of them were mildly injured, but there were no fatalities. Barney could swear that an explosion of this kind would result in at least a few fatalities, if not all. Nevertheless, he turned towards the farmers and with a single handseal, spew out a massive wall of flames that burned the crop on the field and spread like wildfire, circling around the farmers and tightening the area around them, preventing any escape. The usage of jutsu definitely took the farmers by surprise and the thugs were also surprised with the size of the fire that Barney managed to produce. The massive flames, albeit scorchingly hot, were slow in their spread so Barney and Panthalassa had time to string a few more tactical techniques in order to knock out the farmers and to tie them up. As he released his technique, Barney winked towards Panthalassa and said:
"Hopefully your bugs like warmth." with a grin on his face. He let Panthalassa launch a technique of his own, as Barney turned towards one of the thugs and offered a hand to lift him up from the ground. The thug gladly accepted and stood up, dusting himself off, without any visible injuries.
"Who are you?" said the thug, asking Barney.
"You can call me a friend, for the time being." said Barney expressly. "Let's deal with these farmers and we can talk later."
"No." said the thug without a trace of joking.
"I just saved your lives. What do you mean no?" Barney was stumped by the reply.
"You didn't save jack shit. Death has left this world and disease spreads rapidly. We can't die. Do you understand? But the feeling of hunger is what scares us, not death anymore. We don't want to be hungry."
Barney listened in silence in complete shock and without a response.
"We gathered to steal the goods from the farmers here so that we can take control of the farms and to also usurp the leadership of Madara Uchiha who is said to work together with unnatural forces to bring the world as we know it, to an end. They want a new world, a new beginning. They want to create their own playground. By their own, wicked rules."
Barney looked at Panthalassa, but he was nowhere to be found. He turned around himself a few times but was alone with the thugs. It seemed that Panthalassa wasn't much for talking and preferred to embrace the fight and take it to the farmers. Suddenly, a lone grenade was thrown from the ruckus that Panthalassa got into, and it was aimed directly at Barney.
"Watch out!" screamed the thug as he threw himself at Barney and pushed him to the side, saving him from the grenade but in the process, knocking him on the ground. He returned the gesture by giving Barney a hand to stand up.
"There motherfuckers. I swear to god. Let's get this over with and you can tell me more then. But only if you'd like, of course." said Barney, visibly agitated.
"Don't burn any more crop." said the thug seriously.
Tsk, ungrateful bastard thought Barney as he shook his head and lunged towards the flames. As he emerged from the flames, on the other side, there he saw Panthalassa as he was fighting 5 farmers at once with ease as if it was a training for him. His movements were swift and crisp while the bugs moved fluidly and synchronized with his own movements, both protecting him and simultaneously attacking the farmers that got close enough. Barney took that moment of their distraction to take out a few of those that stood a bit backwards like cowards. He slid a pair of kunai into his hands and spun them around his pointer fingers while grabbing them with his fists. Using those hooks as blunt weapons he smacked the farmers into the back of their heads, knocking them out cold. Using the silent homicide technique, he managed to move swiftly from one to other without them noticing. This way he manged to take out two farmers before the third one noticed him.
"I'll kill you." said the farmer screaming as he lifted his pitchfork and swung it at Barney.
"Good luck." said Barney, relying on the information that the thug just told him, hoping that it was true and that he couldn't die no matter what. The pitchfork smacked Barney across his body with its sharp and pointy forks, not even grazing the indestructible coat. However, the sharpness of the fork tips still got through the coat and across Barneys torso, leaving a few blunt grazes that immediately drew blood. Barney clenched for a second but stood his ground and the farmer immediately threw his pitchfork and started running out of fear and shock. Barney gave chase, throwing the kunai at hit feet and piercing his boots, pinning him to the ground as he closed the distance while releasing a powerful blast of water that knocked out the farmer momentarily.
"Do you need any help?" asked Barney as he saw Panthalassa toying with the remaining farmers. He seemed like he was enjoying himself, which was making Barney happy as well. It seemed that Panthalassa indeed had his spirits low and this was certainly an outlet that lifted them both up. If the remainder of their journey together was anything like this, it was set to be a proper thrill.
(Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku) - Fire release: Great Fire Majestic Annihilation
Type: Offensive
Rank: S
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 40
Damage: 80
Description: A technique where the user makes the horse hand seal and then kneads chakra inside his body which is then converted into fire and expelled from the mouth as a massive wall of intense flames, which covers an expansive range in both vertical and horizontal dimensions, making it extremely difficult to avoid. However, due to its massive width and height, the technique is not one of the fastest seen so far.
(Muon Satsujin Jutsu) - Silent Homicide Technique
Rank: D
Type:Attack
Range:Short-Mid
Chakra Cost:10
Damage Points:20
Description: Muon Satsujin Jutsu, the ability to commit a silent homicide, is a technique to dispatch your foe with no warning. Your quick speed and skills will instantly kill them before they can provide a defense. Best tactic is when used with Hidden Mist jutsu. The technique works by having the user focus his chakra and his complete attention on moving fluidly, rapidly but muffling any sound he may make while moving as well as his presence, etc. It doesn't suppress his chakra or hides it but it can make the opponent virtually undetected if he manages to get on the opponents blind spot.
(Suiton: Suidan no Jutsu) - Water Release: Water Bullet Technique
Type: Offensive/Supplementary
Rank: S
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 40
Damage: 80
Description: The user inhales and molds a great amount of chakra into their chest, exhaling a very large quantity of water in the form of a powerful torrent towards their intended target. The stream of water is so powerful and concentrated it can rip through most obstacles in its path. The stream itself contains so much concentrated water that it can flood medium to large sized depressions of the battle field in relatively short amounts of time.
It was all fun and games until the poop was thrown. WHO THROWS POOP? In fact, Panthalassa had to curse Barney out a bit because the maelstrom of fire only served to make the smell worse. He had planned everything in advance, his flies would have swarmed out of his body and silently knock out most if not all of the farmers, or even some of the thugs. The tactical advantage would allow them to interrogate both sides to get to the bottom of the situation. But all of it was thrown out of the window.
With teary eyes, Panthalassa was separated from the swarm of flies, who took the chaos to do what they did best, eat poop. The little imps were so excited and famished that all chances of utilizing them in battle were forgone. Panthalassa made a mental note of training them for surprise poop situations as he clumsly shouted to Barney that No, they didn't like warmth.
He coughed through the smoke and manure as several farmers and thugs alike started dousing out the fire. They brought several buckets of water and pushed it into the burning pile of manure, which only served to spread out the fire and the smell.
USE BLANKETS! Why are you throwing water!?!?
Panthalassa then bumped into an armed farmer, carrying an insanely large pitchfork. Why would they have use for a 5 meter long pitchfork, the Aburame had no clue. He coughed once more and wiped the tears from his eyes, honing in on the farmer. He was slim and skeletal, and, on a better look, seemed far too small to handle the massive weapon. But it was a 5 METER TALL PITCHFORK nonetheless, the farmer just pushed it and it came down like a wrecking ball on top of Panthalassa. The Aburame managed to lunge himself to the left, into a puddle of muddy water ( hopefully ), and raised his head to look at three other farmers. Panthalassa thanked to gods as he saw that these pitchforks were now even smaller than a fist... It didn't dawn on Panthalassa that they were not pitchforks, but rather just forks.
He laughed it off, using his fingers to flicker the fork out of the hand of the closest one. Oddly enough, Panthalassa felt like he had just hit a concrete wall. With a double take, Panthalassa found out he had misjudged the size, not of the pitchforks, but of the farmers. All three were bulging 2 meter tall bags of mucles. A single slap knocked all the lights out of Panthalassa and into the nearby barn, which had just stopped burning. Flies buzzed around Panthalassa's head as he woke from the stupur with several embers of hay burning down his ass.
The three bulging farmers approached him, as the slim farmer tried to pick up the massive fork once more. Panthalassa shook off the confusion and jumped atop one side of the pithfork, throwing all his weight onto the weapon. Leveraged against a piece of rubble, the butt end of the pitchfork slammed against the slim farmer's nose, knocking him out of comission for a while, while the inertia from the weapon travelled back towards the Aburame, lifting the pitchfork once more.
Now taking a step back, he allowed the fork to lift up in the air, before slamming his foot onto it, kicking the massive weapon against the closest of the giant farmers, which fell backwards against another. Panthalassa leaped against the fallen warrior, using his neck as a springboard to kick the third giant in his eyes. The second giant detangled himself from the first one and then tossed both hands towards the skippy Aburame. The bear hug nearly knocked all the air out of Panthalassa, and a fifth farmer, which was actually a child, appeared to kick him in the nuts.
As Panthalassa doubled down in pain, grabbing his crotch, both the kid and the giant laughed it off. But then Panthalassa picked up dirt from the ground and tossed him into their mouth. Coughing and sneezing from the dried manured added in, they were completely vulnerable to a roundhouse kick to the neck, which sent the giant flying against the slim farmer. The poor guy was trying to lift the 5 meter tall fork once more, but not everyone can get what they want.
Panthalassa then backhand slapped the kid into the muddy water before kocking the lights out of the two other giant farmers that were trying to get up once more. Picking up one side of the 5 meter tall pitchfork, Panthalassa dragged it several meters backwards. All 5 farmers started getting up at the same time, the three brutes, the slim and the kid. They growled towards the Aburame which merely gave two thumbs up, letting go of the pitchfork.
Leveraged sideways against the rubble, it now sprang forward like a slingshot, hitting all 5 farmers squarely and tossing them to oblivion. By then, Barney was seemingly free from his own quarrel. "Do you need any help?"
I'm good. Did you get what we needed?
He said, slapping away the mud and manure off his body. Though he didn't have to bother, because the flies came swarming back and plowed through all his filth squeeky clean.
It was all fun and games until the poop was thrown. WHO THROWS POOP? In fact, Panthalassa had to curse Barney out a bit because the maelstrom of fire only served to make the smell worse. He had planned everything in advance, his flies would have swarmed out of his body and silently knock out most if not all of the farmers, or even some of the thugs. The tactical advantage would allow them to interrogate both sides to get to the bottom of the situation. But all of it was thrown out of the window.
With teary eyes, Panthalassa was separated from the swarm of flies, who took the chaos to do what they did best, eat poop. The little imps were so excited and famished that all chances of utilizing them in battle were forgone. Panthalassa made a mental note of training them for surprise poop situations as he clumsly shouted to Barney that No, they didn't like warmth.
He coughed through the smoke and manure as several farmers and thugs alike started dousing out the fire. They brought several buckets of water and pushed it into the burning pile of manure, which only served to spread out the fire and the smell.
USE BLANKETS! Why are you throwing water!?!?
Panthalassa then bumped into an armed farmer, carrying an insanely large pitchfork. Why would they have use for a 5 meter long pitchfork, the Aburame had no clue. He coughed once more and wiped the tears from his eyes, honing in on the farmer. He was slim and skeletal, and, on a better look, seemed far too small to handle the massive weapon. But it was a 5 METER TALL PITCHFORK nonetheless, the farmer just pushed it and it came down like a wrecking ball on top of Panthalassa. The Aburame managed to lunge himself to the left, into a puddle of muddy water ( hopefully ), and raised his head to look at three other farmers. Panthalassa thanked to gods as he saw that these pitchforks were now even smaller than a fist... It didn't dawn on Panthalassa that they were not pitchforks, but rather just forks.
He laughed it off, using his fingers to flicker the fork out of the hand of the closest one. Oddly enough, Panthalassa felt like he had just hit a concrete wall. With a double take, Panthalassa found out he had misjudged the size, not of the pitchforks, but of the farmers. All three were bulging 2 meter tall bags of mucles. A single slap knocked all the lights out of Panthalassa and into the nearby barn, which had just stopped burning. Flies buzzed around Panthalassa's head as he woke from the stupur with several embers of hay burning down his ass.
The three bulging farmers approached him, as the slim farmer tried to pick up the massive fork once more. Panthalassa shook off the confusion and jumped atop one side of the pithfork, throwing all his weight onto the weapon. Leveraged against a piece of rubble, the butt end of the pitchfork slammed against the slim farmer's nose, knocking him out of comission for a while, while the inertia from the weapon travelled back towards the Aburame, lifting the pitchfork once more.
Now taking a step back, he allowed the fork to lift up in the air, before slamming his foot onto it, kicking the massive weapon against the closest of the giant farmers, which fell backwards against another. Panthalassa leaped against the fallen warrior, using his neck as a springboard to kick the third giant in his eyes. The second giant detangled himself from the first one and then tossed both hands towards the skippy Aburame. The bear hug nearly knocked all the air out of Panthalassa, and a fifth farmer, which was actually a child, appeared to kick him in the nuts.
As Panthalassa doubled down in pain, grabbing his crotch, both the kid and the giant laughed it off. But then Panthalassa picked up dirt from the ground and tossed him into their mouth. Coughing and sneezing from the dried manured added in, they were completely vulnerable to a roundhouse kick to the neck, which sent the giant flying against the slim farmer. The poor guy was trying to lift the 5 meter tall fork once more, but not everyone can get what they want.
Panthalassa then backhand slapped the kid into the muddy water before kocking the lights out of the two other giant farmers that were trying to get up once more. Picking up one side of the 5 meter tall pitchfork, Panthalassa dragged it several meters backwards. All 5 farmers started getting up at the same time, the three brutes, the slim and the kid. They growled towards the Aburame which merely gave two thumbs up, letting go of the pitchfork.
Leveraged sideways against the rubble, it now sprang forward like a slingshot, hitting all 5 farmers squarely and tossing them to oblivion. By then, Barney was seemingly free from his own quarrel. "Do you need any help?"
I'm good. Did you get what we needed?
He said, slapping away the mud and manure off his body. Though he didn't have to bother, because the flies came swarming back and plowed through all his filth squeeky clean.
It was truly a majestic sight, seeing with a glimpse of his eye as Panthalassa defeated his opponents.
"Well, we managed to defeat these..." he looked around himself as the disproportionate farmers laid on the ground knocked out. "Freaks of nature." he completed his sentence.
He turned around as the fire was subsiding almost to complete extinguishment and saw the thugs rush towards the barns and silos, grabbing what they could and stuffing their pockets and bags.
A thug came around the barn and took out his piece and started pissing on a pile of hay that was drying for the stock to eat. As he pissed, he wrote, '**** madara' and muttered "This will teach them a lesson". He was obviously one of those that wasn't very bright, because the piss would evaporate and nobody would be able to see the message. Or perhaps it was the act that mattered amd not the letters themselves. Albeit Barney chose to help the thugs and inadvertently support the rebellion, he still didn't fully understand the grand scheme of everything at play.
"You helped us speed up this mission by a lot." sad the thug from before. "You two fight really well." he said and paused for a sly second, like a fox with a plan. "I'm afraid we don't have any Ryo to pay you for your services. Mercenaries." he finished ominously, trying to provoke a reaction, but it didn't really bother Barney. In fact...
"Oh, don't worry about us. We were just passing and wanted to help out. We were kinda bore..." but Panthalassa struck him in his ribcage with his elbow to make him shut up and the thug spoke again.
"Then I suppose, you wouldn't mind joining us to the next village."
Barney looked at Panthalassa with his eyebrows raised and rubbing the ribs where he struck him as Panthalassa nodded.
"Sure, let's move." said Barney and then kept quiet for the rest of the travel as he focused on his painful ribs.
It was truly a majestic sight, seeing with a glimpse of his eye as Panthalassa defeated his opponents.
"Well, we managed to defeat these..." he looked around himself as the disproportionate farmers laid on the ground knocked out. "Freaks of nature." he completed his sentence.
He turned around as the fire was subsiding almost to complete extinguishment and saw the thugs rush towards the barns and silos, grabbing what they could and stuffing their pockets and bags.
A thug came around the barn and took out his piece and started pissing on a pile of hay that was drying for the stock to eat. As he pissed, he wrote, '**** madara' and muttered "This will teach them a lesson". He was obviously one of those that wasn't very bright, because the piss would evaporate and nobody would be able to see the message. Or perhaps it was the act that mattered amd not the letters themselves. Albeit Barney chose to help the thugs and inadvertently support the rebellion, he still didn't fully understand the grand scheme of everything at play.
"You helped us speed up this mission by a lot." sad the thug from before. "You two fight really well." he said and paused for a sly second, like a fox with a plan. "I'm afraid we don't have any Ryo to pay you for your services. Mercenaries." he finished ominously, trying to provoke a reaction, but it didn't really bother Barney. In fact...
"Oh, don't worry about us. We were just passing and wanted to help out. We were kinda bore..." but Panthalassa struck him in his ribcage with his elbow to make him shut up and the thug spoke again.
"Then I suppose, you wouldn't mind joining us to the next village."
Barney looked at Panthalassa with his eyebrows raised and rubbing the ribs where he struck him as Panthalassa nodded.
"Sure, let's move." said Barney and then kept quiet for the rest of the travel as he focused on his painful ribs.
The clearly head thug was not amused by the interruption, but figured he'd put these two ninja to good use. He would not tell either of them of the details of the next mission, but he did leave both of them with a very pointed note, especially to barney:
And remember... don't desecrate the food.
He said, slapping the pissing thug on the back of his head for the stupidly pointless vandalism.
As Irelia passed through Matsuzawa, the silk farms reminded Irelia of home and the dances with silk sheets her mother and grandmother used to perform. A nostalgic memory, Irelia kept moving on.
