| [Sep. 16th, 2008|03:39 pm] |
Raidou blinked as something rippled down into his chest and tugged at him. Something distant and afraid. Something that said go this way...
Which was the way the shinobi had said.
Emotional influence, he thought, and rubbed the heel of his palm over his heart. At least that meant the kid was still alive, even if he wasn't happy about it.
Raidou threw on a burst of speed, breaking from a swift jog to a flat out run, and wound his way through a branching series of stone-lined corridors--
Right into the arms of a grossly fat man.
"--!" said Raidou, as heavy muscle sheathed in wobbling flesh pinned his arms and squeezed the breath from his lungs. He hadn't felt any chakra. Who the hell was this guy--
He looked up, past a treble set of chins, and felt a distant little switch go click.
Ganzai Taka.
Perfect.
"You look bigger in person," he gasped, and felt his ribs creak. For a civillian, Taka was strong.
"You should see me in private," Taka said, in a voice like rumbling mountains. "Or possibly not. And who the hell are you, shinobi?"
"Suffocating--easter bunny," Raidou managed, trying to find some leverage. His feet weren't touching the floor.
"Amusing," said Taka, studying his mask. "Does that mean you have buck teeth under there? Because that would be such a shame..."
"Shame this." One knee was all it took. Raidou slammed up and managed to connect with certain delicate parts, dropping Taka into his own, very private, world of pain. The man collapsed in a huddle--
Taking Raidou with him.
"This had better not go on any reports," he muttered, trying to catch his breath before he moved. At least the landing had been soft...
He decided not to think about that.
Behind Taka, a metal-lined door boasted an impressive looking padlock. Raidou picked himself up, kicked the politician in the head for good measure, and staggered over to examine it. The sad feeling plucking at his significantly more bruised chest grew stronger the closer he got.
So did a double chakra signature.
At least one shinobi, then.
Raidou considered the door, studied the small, high sliding grate set into the metal, and stood to one side. With the tip of a kunai, he slid the grate across.
"Drop any weapons and step away from the kid," he said to the opposite wall. "Or your boss dies unpleasantly." |
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