Chappu

"Combat skills required.. Sounds like something I could fill in with ease.." Tulari accepted the task picking up the coordinates the girl began her move. Raising her left hand a diamond shard pushed free of the stone and dirt that blocked its way. Stepping forth her ebony skin caressed the mineral till it pulled her into its core. Within seconds the diamond rocked down through the earth traveling towards her destination, the thought of exploring the Whispernight afflicted lands gave her the jitters. About thirty minutes passed before Tulari's diamond shook the ground beneath the other woman's feet. Several feet to her left a large mound bubbled up from the hard earth. Slowly from the top of the hill the diamond shattered forth opening up to free Tulari from its insides. The small girl stepped out adjusting her shirt and pants before giving the other a thumbs up. "Reporting for duty, lets get this party started." Tulari said lightly as she stepped down to stand beside the other gazing around the rather deserted area. @Thotification

It was amazing honestly, Saito was usually a solo worker a doer of mass havoc; and yet he was managing not to kill a soul. This would have to go down in the records when it comes to speed and aptitude for teamwork and timing. It was not that he was surprised by their abilities it was more the surprise that they let him make the plan in the first place. Gazing up from under the boat he waited till he could physically see the other boat. Swimming back to the marked section he swiftly activated the tags. The floor of the boat glowed for several moments; once the light was gone the board tipped to the heaviest side flipping like a trap door. The currency rushed down into the water; Saito performed several more signs before the funnel flow to suck the wealth up and into their own vessel. The water bubbled as if it would boil before treasure washed over the edge with water filtering out. "Stand on the bottom half in a few seconds, this way we can get you out!" Saito commented as he watched the last bits of wealth flow up into the ship, his clone waited on stand by to press the button once everyone was on board. @danzilla3 @Thotification

While the sleeping gas flooded to top side of the boat. Saito continues his under water exploration. Sliding down the length of the boat he stopped about 3/4 from the stern and began placing a different set of tags along the keel. “Let me know when your past the guards and standing with the money.” Saito said with a nod, holding on to the keel he made a rectangle shape. With a few hand seals he created a clone which popped up out of the base of The Wreck. Slipping on deck the clone swiftly moved up to the microphone down below deck. “Captain I am in position just waiting on the second mate.” After the transmission was complete Saito’s clone hung up the microphone and sat at the top of the open space. Performing several more hand seals the clone waited as did Saito for the second mate to confirm her arrival.

On the outside Ventus was slowly following him through his memories and emotions. A fierce envy burned within her very being but abundant joy flooded from her as well. Was passing into time so bad; honestly it was not the worst that could happen. Sympathy was the last thing she expected from such a man with a boon as his own; she was compelled to show compassion. A third realm was opened where Koji could consciously go where Ventus delivered to him peace. The marble floors and halls were clean to the finest of details. Koji himself was clad in white robes; he appeared as himself to the T as well. A single picture of cold water and food nourishment. The soon to be Demi god would need everything he could get. ( phone is about to die. I will edit and finish it when I get home)

“I am in my element here.. Listen up I am going to tell you the plan.” Saito said with ease as he reached into his pouch; retrieving a stack of paralytic poison laced needles and about twelve black balls that he stacked slowly. Next came a small pile of tags with writing on them in his native tongue. Next he pulled out a wireless water proof set of communication gear for them all to talk. Placing one in each persons hand he pushed his into his ear. Next he pulled out only two breathing masks for under water breathing and to filter out the gas. “I will only say this once.. So listen closely to the details at hand. This mission will require two people off boat and you on board Captain. First I need you to open the bay doors below deck where the storage is. I know it works while docked on water for net fishing below deck. Lass, I do not know your name but you and I have a very important job. I will work in the water and you will infiltrate on deck. That’s where this needles come in play. They will paralyze the enemy and silence their vocal cords not lethal. These twelve balls are sleeping agents mixed to explode and knock anyone not wearing a mask out for a good while. So do not take this off it will help you breathe under water too. It triples as a disguise Incase people see you before they knock out. Now these tags I will place at the bottom of the boat. This rig is sturdy it will not sink before the people wake up. I will take out most of the watchers on deck with a few of these first. If you need to use them below deck they blow up with black smoke so you’ll be covered.” Saito wrinkled his nose and chuckled lightly, he observed the girl and reserved his initial thoughts. “I hope your aim is great these needles are agile and very effective.” Sliding over a handful he handed her six of the black gas bombs. After he handed them over he handed her a pouch and gestured to the mask that came next. “The pouch will keep the contents dry. Swim fast.” Saito said with a smirk, sliding the mask on it clicked together in the back and slowly stood up. Giving a thumbs up Saito stepped back into the water slipping below the surface. Now he would wait for the others to act. When the lass had hoped into the water Saito pushed ahead of her. The water parted around him like a jet stream, if she were to follow in his wake she too would follow the current his chakra had created within the water. Their travel time would take well under five minutes to bridge the gap and draw up along side the ship. Cutting upward at a sharp angle he burst out of the water and latched on the the side of the boat. Tossing three sleeping bombs along the side the top of the ship blacked out from the gas and smoke. Thanks to the current breeze the smoke was carried off the back end of the ship and out to sea; but not before the people on deck and in the top rooms knocked out. Thus giving the lass some early free way to plan her advance. @Thotification @danzilla3

This had to be the least amusing thing Saito had done since his release from maximum security and solitary confinement. Deep frown lines crossed his ebony skin whilst both feet kicked within the water. Saito was already there just keeping to himself at the back, hanging off the edge and quiet compared to the sound of the docks and people. A single radial bone blade spun through his fingers with haste. The double edged weapon hummed gently in the wind as it gleamed in the light. Why carry weapons when every bone in his body was the weapon. Hence the major housing and consumption of chakra on a daily basis of usage. Wrinkling his nose the First Mate rolled his shoulders gently before rising to his feet on the back of the boat. Sauntering over soundlessly he crouched behind the Captain to his left. “So.. What are we waiting for now..?”

At present Koji was well within her grasp, a puddle of atoms and soul within the palm of her hand. Like evolution herself, Ventus began her work on the man. “So you wish to be close to a god..” Her voice mumbled lightly as her very essence began to pull his apart. Within this illusion the tolerance to pain was gained but also lost at the same time. With every reformation he would be forced to watch a version of himself go through the same process; all while following in its demise. A hall of mirrors in his case a cycle of horror watching his insides be splattered out. The taste and scent of sulfur oxide over powered the ability for the lungs to function flawlessly. Here he was stripped of sentient abilities and now a mere man. What he thought he understood about pain and survival would be given a whole new meaning. Spinning into the cycle a new method of torture; Ventus replicated his conscience doubling the input of what Koji would experience. While during the first fold time seemed to not exist; the second feed to his conscience would experience time. A weathering of his sanity, here he hung upon a cross. In this version he would taste cinnamon in abundance and like wise the extreme thirst. Against his back was a briar thorn bush which grew a few centimeters into his skin every few seconds. A growing yet throbbing pain that would never cease. The bush covered from the nape of his neck and down impaling his body from finger tip to finger tip and down to his toes. The thorns avoided vital points as to slowly let him bleed out in the humid heat. The humidity worked wonders when it came to making the body sweat itself into dehydration. When the thorns had accomplished fully impaling him he again would be reborn and the method would continue again.

The next step to forge was that of trust. They were going quite the distance if he were to say so himself. Stretching his hands up he drank the vial before shattering it in his grasp. Compressing the chakra around it the glass turned to dust fading away. His knees grew weak as his palms were sweaty! Vomit on his shirt this mornings spaghetti, outside he looked like he was dying but inside he felt calm knowing how it goes. Fake death right? Wasn’t his first time to say in the least. The rest as one might say was history as he bleed from the mouth mixed with foam. He shook and convulsed before soon falling quiet upon the Warden and Guards approach. Damn how he wanted to kill one or two who would come inspect his body but at this point physically he had no control over his body. Then there was absolute darkness; keeping his mind engaged Saito started counting. By time the antidote kicked in Saito’s clocked stopped. “7200 seconds.. An what do I call you..?” Saito said with a few blinks before his black optics gazed over Mel. Sitting up slowly his grey hair remained ruffled and unkept. Looking around at the area Saito raised a brow slowly. Looking from the debris to the opening he smirked at Mel. “Alchemist.. Lead the way..”

Out of the freezer and into the frying pan aye? That was one way to put the situation rather light instead of his first thought. Kill the man? What did this man know of never having a moments rest? Even when Saito had been sentenced to jail time his killers still came. Solitary was the last place and quite frankly the only space where a close to successful attempt might happen. Whose to say this might be it?! The mention of no freedom was something he forfeit when he decided to take up training. “Freedom is truly a bored man’s concept of relaxation. I’ve never known such a luxury..” His gaze remained empty, the soul inside had died out a long time ago. It was almost as if Saito didn’t see the prince at all. Instead they were eyes set to greet death at any given moment. “Let us not waste time on the known knowns and the known unknowns. I accept this proposal, it’s better than waiting to be killed in a cage by another assassin.” Dusting over his orange baggy jumpsuit which was rolled up half way at the legs and sleeves; Saito held out his left hand, the ebony arm was scarred heavily but muscular none the less. A handshake always sealed a true deal even if he was just hired muscle.

Given the transforming situation, Ventus was not yet ready to give him the ground yet. Taking from the ten walls left Ventus compressed two light walls and two air walls into one turning it down to 6. Throwing these four walls at Koji and his explosion she altered the shattering quality of the air pressure and instead changed it to implode. Sucking the vast wall of magic energy and fire into itself the light energy snuffed out the magic properties in negation. Thus the smoking debris was few and far between, the space she had once given him to breathe was removed. Shoving the remaining six walls forward his free fall would be his undoing. First he was hit with the last wall of light and pressure which sucked him in like a whirlpool. Throwing him down into the last 4 Magic’s walls his aura was stripped from his flesh and the mind was consumed. Dropping the right hand down she kept it open gathering power at its epicenter. For Koji his world would splinter as his very reality turned to hell itself. The mental hell of Sarandriel in which the young lord would find himself flung and splattered a thousand times over. The pain center of his body was heightened, for every splatter he would experience rebirth only to be splattered again with no power to call upon. The cries of legions could be heard ringing in his mind as he was subjugated to the mental abuse. What happens to the mind the body will later experience.