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The mosnter caught on fire and not only got distracted as Muri had hoped but it seemed that was enough to make the beast disappear! Before she could feel any relief, the dratted creature managed to catch the building on fire and almost immediately after the beast was gone, Mr. Haruno appeared. The girl grimaced, wishing that he could have come even a few minutes because the demonic looking creature that attacked them sounded like a excuse for arson. It was difficult to distinguish her avian expressions, but Muri’s fiery crest drooped a little at the thought of exactly how quickly Mr. Haruno had appeared after the beast disappeared. Had he been coming after them or… could he have possibly summoned the monster as part of their “test” ? If so, that had been a pretty dangerous test for young academy students, and one look at Rai showed that he had been seriously injured and probably needed medical attention, not climbing more flights of stairs. Also, there were ANBU here!? Still, she had no choice but to follow Mr. Haruno’s orders for the moment. Muri gave a nod in response to Mr. Haruno’s orders, a bit worried that she might be blamed if the building actually went up in smoke, especially if someone died in the fire that she had caused. “Aye aye!” A few wing-flaps and frantic back-peddling allowed Muri to turn and head for the stairwell.
She flew up back to the door to the 16th story hall and then transformed back into her human form so she would be able to open the door. That last transformation had taken a lot out of her, and even though she tried to hide it, Muri was beginning to feel beat from the amount of chakra and just overall energy she had spent practicing transformations and running all over the school. Those lunches were going to be delicious. Muri weakly entered the hallway and walked briskly to the classroom, opening the door and calling out, “Oi! We’re hoofing it out of here! Mr. Haruno says all y’all have to evacuate!”
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Muri heard Rai calling out in his loudest voice, from behind her as she hurriedly unfurled the feathered wings of her small fiery bird form to slow her fall in time to avoid meeting an early demise. Using the sudden lift and change in acceleration, she veered off through the narrow gaps in the guard-rail. Unfortunately, the beast had enough presence of mind to not accidentally fall off of the top of the stair-well. With a huff of frustration, Muri began to fly her way back up to the 9th floor while wondering just what to do about the monster attacking them. Each wing-beat gave her time to think. If she rushed back to fetch Mr. Haruno,there was a high likelihood that the little six year old would be mauled and eaten by the time the two of them managed to make the return trip. The door connecting the ninth floor hallway to the stairwell had been torn open by the creature’s attack, so Muri angled her wings to soar back into the hallway, the situation similar to before except now, Muri had no more chakra left for additional jutsu and Rai appeared to be significantly injured. In fact, the beast began stalking towards the Hyuuga slowly and filled with anger with its back towards the stair-well door. As quietly as she could, Muri dive-bombed the beast with flaming wings outstretched, hoping to clip and ignite the tufts of patched fur on its head and catch the beast by surprise before maneuvering out of reach of those sharp claws.
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Muri gave a startled yelp as the beast bellowed and roared at her, clearly diverted by her thrown flash-light. It had a disgusting looking maw and nasty, vicious looking eyes. She turned her back and dashed back to the stairwell, hearing loud claw clicks growing louder and louder behind her as the creature began to accelerate, moving more quickly than she would have expected for a creature of that size and she had to sprint all-out in order to remain ahead of it. The girl reached the door to the stairwell, but the few seconds it took to open the outward-swinging door wide enough to slip through and rush into the stairwell cost her valuable time. The beast caught up to her at this point before Muri could slam the door down against its face. When the creature took a flying leap directly at her, Muri jumped up and over the hand-railing of the stairs in order to get away and possibly trick the beast into hurtling off after her. As she cleared the guard-rail, Muri began to form hand-signs as quickly as she could while up in the air before hurtling down several stories of the school, because her life depended on it. ” Tatsu, U, Ushi, Tatsu, Tori, Inu! Form of the Phoenix Jutsu!”
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The door to the 9th floor slammed against the wall as Muri flung it open, the paint on the wall behind the door cracking slightly under the force of her mixed enthusiasm and frustration. “Oi,” the young student shouted as she strode into the hallway, “Short-stuff, is this where ya—?” Her loud call was cut short by the distinctive sound of a bestial growl resonating throughout the hallway from alarmingly near by. Taking that as her answer, the girl quickly headed towards the source of the noise, hoping to either find Rai or uncover the identity of the creature chasing her through the vents. It was probably a very mean cat. A very mean and big cat. Darting out into the hallway, Muri arrived just in time to hear a thundering roar resound from the beast, which was most certainly NOT like any cat she had ever seen. The creature sprung forward, claws clicking menacingly against the tiled floor as Rai stood in a ready stance, poised to do battle with the beast with naught by the sharpened end of a pencil as his weapon.
“OI!” She called as loud as possible, shining the light at the beast’s eyes before chucking the small metal flash-light in the direction of the creature’s head to try and distract the monstrous creature and make it at least a little bit into being more wary, now outnumbered. With any luck, the creature would chase her instead, leaving Rai free to deliver the goods. “Rack off ya beastie! We don’t have TIME to muck around with ya!” As she shouted this, Muri tensed, hands beginning to sign at the fastest speed she could manage accurately, ready to either charge the monster if it failed to come after her or sprint towards the stair-well if it was diverted.
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Muri dashed into the hallway of the twelfth floor, using the flashlight keychain from her backpack to illuminate the darkened stairwell and hall. Again, it seemed as though the whole floor had been evacuated. There was hide nor hair of either the six year old student or the mystery beast chasing them. The girl opened a window out to help get some air flowing through the hall before continuing on to methodically search the 11th floor. “Oi!! Lofty, are you hiding out over here?” At this point, she hoped that he hadn’t managed to sneak past her somehow or started eating the lunches himself. Receiving no response, she turned to head back to the stairwell and try another floor.
The 11th floor failed to turn up what she was looking for, but to her surprise the walls and outside of classroom doors were covered in deep gouge marks all parallel to each other. The girl’s eyes narrowed, they looked like claw marks except what could be that big!? If it was the fox demon… She didn’t finish that thought because of course, what would an academy student like herself even be able to do to the fox demon? The room also smelled rather nasty, like dank animal mixed with something significantly foul, so she opened another window and took a deep breath of fresh air before hurrying on. The 10th floor had neither of them there either, but in addition to the claw marks she had seen there were also large mounds of (presumably) moist, brown filth which Muri avoided like the plague to get to the window and make a sufficient search of the hallway floor. There were several classrooms opening out into the hall, but she didn’t bother trying to go in and instead called out once more. She was seriously beginning to wonder whether Rai had just run up the stairs while she was out in the hall, and just what the heck had torn through here. Either way, there were still four floors to search before she gave up and went back to the classroom. After opening the window, she headed back to the stairwell to try another floor.
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Muri let out a surprised squeak as Rai promptly bailed out of the vent, busting through a hole a little more than half-ways up to the top of the vent. She turned to look back but heard a long and loud growl sound throughout the vents followed by an oncoming flood of rodents skittering around her, desperate to get out. It would be very difficult to fight that crowd to find the hole where her partner had just fled through. Biting back a curse, Muri continued to dash forward making her way up to the top of the vent and then making the sharp turn to the vent’s entrance. She cancelled her transformation in a hurry, spreading clouds of stifling smoke billowing out in all directions. One good kick opened the grate entrance, and Muri burst out back into the classroom, visibly panting with the lack of air. Once she regained her breath, the girl pulled herself to her feet and then hurried towards the classroom door, wrenching the doorknob and unlocking the door. “Nicked the lunches, teach! Mission still underway. SNAFU.” With that statement, the young student was gone, hurtling into the hallway and towards the stairwell.
Muri had no idea where Rai had ended up, but guesstimated that given how long they had been climbing and how much time it took her to get to the top that he would be anywhere from the 13th floor to the 7th. She rushed down the stairs, taking two steps at a time and going as fast as possible since she was no longer worried about getting spotted by anyone. If the criminal ninja was wandering the corridors, she’d be sensed and killed regardless of how much care she took to conceal her presence, so why bother? Once Muri reached the 13th floor, she began opening each door and dashing out into the stairwell, listening for any telltale sounds of the creature following them before deciding that he hadn’t landed on the 13th floor and darting back into the stairwell to try the next floor below.
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Muri scurried quickly through the vents, hearing Rai making his way behind her. His bag seemed slightly more full, and the fact that he wasn’t waiting around the grates made her assume that he had succeeded in getting the lunches. She continued her way forward towards the great climb back up to the sixteenth floor of the building when loud thuds and thumps began to sound in the vents behind the two of them. She flicked an ear worriedly, trying to identify the sound and wondering if there was something in the vents with them. Another thud convinced her and she began to hurry her pace, hoping that whatever was behind them would be unable to climb after them. It was then that she noticed the soft hum of the vents fan turning off, and the sudden, oppressive lack of air in the vents as her breaths began to come a bit harder. Muri was torn between ending her transformation in order to not be a small, prey-sized animal in case that thing caught them, and staying in squirrel form in order to climb the vent shaft up back to the classroom. Turning into bird-form would be an utter disaster with the lack of air, so that wasn’t an option for scaling the vent. Opting to stay as a squirrel, Muri went into an all-out dash forward, feeling unnerved by the warning squeaks of nearby rodents and the loud thuds.
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Seizing the golden opportunity, Muri gave the boy a significant look, flicking her head towards the grate closer to him before cautiously tearing apart the grate entrance to give her enough room to squeeze through. As the chefs began to scurry about the kitchen looking for their significant objects, the squirrel began to slink behind the kitchen counters over towards the table with all of the plates. Secluded in the shadow of the silverware drawer, Muri began to gnaw away at the wooden leg of the table while the chefs panicked and made plenty of noise gathering their things to leave. Her large and sharp rodent teeth made quick work at the narrow, elegant table leg. With only a soft creak as a warning, the table abruptly careened to one side as the weakened table leg caved in. All of the plates began to slide towards the side of the weakened table leg, and Muri used this opportunity to quickly dash away from the scene of the crime and away into the vents, hoping that if the janitor proved distracted by the noise, commotion and wreckage that her partner in crime would seize the chance.
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Muri startled with alarm from her position spying on the kitchen at the unnatural rustle of air across her bushy tail, turning her head to see her ninjutsu partner leering over her with the sharpened point of a pencil gripped in his hand like a knife. She shot him an incredulous look instead of scurrying away like a wild squirrel or squeaking and hissing angrily like a rat. Her tail flicked away from the pencil-wielding ninja to curl protectively around her form while she cautiously eyed the boy readying himself to stab her with the writing utensil. Are you kidding me? The minuscule squirrel then drew herself up onto her hind legs, forepaws up and positioned into a close approximation of a ninja hand-sign. Muri gave a pointed flick of her head to the kitchen and then raised a single claw up in front of her rodent mouse in a ‘shush’ gesture. If she transformed back into a human now, there was a chance that the chefs and the janitor might be alerted by the resultant smoke cloud billowing from the vent. When the janitor propped his feet up onto the table, one of the squirrel’s ears flicked and swiveled with curiosity towards the opening of the grate, but Muri continued to silently stare at he fellow ninja student until he put away his pencils.
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Muri skittered along down the vent in her squirrel form until her small rodent ears began to pick up the tell-tale sounds of conversation and movement. Slowing her pace, the squirrel carefully scurried along until it found a grate in the wall which gave a view into the kitchen. Taking a cautious peek with a great deal of effort not to get caught, the squirrel took a measure of the layout of the kitchen. The chefs were busy making boxed lunches by cooking rice and some sort of delicious curry with meat and vegetable chucks bubbling away within the rich sauce in a pot on one of the stoves Once a small container had been filled with equal parts rice and curry, the chefs would box it up and then place the boxes on the kitchen table. Currently there were twenty already-made lunches, and the chefs were busy setting up another pot of curry sauce. Normally, sneaking past the busy cooks wouldn’t be too difficult except that in a corner near the vent stood a wooden chair with an old, crotchety looking janitor keeping a careful eye on the lunches. Shit.
While the chefs were fairly oblivious, the janitor seemed especially fly and hip to any shenanigans. Some sort of distraction would be in order, one good enough to distract both the chefs and the janitor, or possibly two different distractions. Muri sorted through her possibilities. Her phone could make noise, perhaps she could imitate either a security broadcast or some other sound to distract the chefs. Alternatively, there was a smoke detector which would make a loud, alerting distraction whether she used her avian form or simply canceled her transformation. Also, there was the interior of the kitchen itself to consider. Cautiously, Muri began to gnaw and prod away at the grate, timing her motions to the loud clanking of pots and pans to avoid detection until she could shift the vent grate away. Since the janitor was staring resolutely at the boxed lunches on the table and not at the floor of the kitchen, Muri could cautiously creep out of the vent without being noticed. It wasn’t quite time to place her strategy into motion, since her theft would be more effective if there were enough lunches made so that fourteen missing lunches wouldn’t be missed. While she came up with her plan and waited for more lunches to be made, Muri continued down the vent to see that the vent had a second grate connecting to the opposite side of the kitchen, closer to the stove and further away from the janitor’s chair.
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Muri broke out into an all-out grin, “First mission, ahoy!” The girl was pretty excited at the idea of slipping lunches away from the cooks’ notice all while a psychopathic killer was likely on the loose. She took a gander at the vent, trying to decide whether she could fit in it or not before gathering up her backpack to place the lunches she managed to procure since there was a limit to how many she would be able to hold at one time. The young student then began to shuffle through the vent although it was a tight squeeze to fit both her and the backpack. It was dark as well, but her backpack had a small flashlight key-chain which worked well in the situation, dimly illuminating the interior of the vent. What a terrible security system, Muri thought to herself both nervous and thrilled by the thought that the murderer might be hiding in the vent that very second, steadily climbing his way up to attack the students locked in their rooms. A shudder ran up the girl’s spine as she continued forward, wary of the vent suddenly giving way underneath her. Finally, she reached a straight-shot down and blinked, shining the flash-light beam down the vent. It looked like a very long-way down. Well, drat. Getting down is easy, but how am I supposed to get up with all of those lunches? Well, first things first. From her cramped position within the pipe, Muri hurriedly attempted the Dog, Boar and Ram hand-signs for an impromptu transformation jutsu.
The result was less than satisfactory: the coloring of her hair and clothes were clearly visible upon her new furry coat and she was immediately apparent as a ninja disguised as a squirrel rather than a true squirrel. Each claw had bright orange nail-polish on, and small tufts of dyed red fur could be seen around her head, closely resembling hair. Still, even if the disguise would fool nobody, the small squirrel claws and flexible ankle-joints allowed her to begin climbing head-first down to the bottom of the vent and eventually to the kitchen.
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Muri nodded in response to Mr. Haruno’s orders, her expression lightening up as a more sincere smile began to steal its way onto her face. Finding a good area of the classroom where she wouldn’t accidentally bump her head against a desk or wall, the young student began to do sit-ups, making sure to twist her torso as she came up to work both her obliques and abs. Taijutsu was important for a ninja and she wanted to build a lot of stamina and speed for her later missions. Once she had completed enough reps and sets to force her to stop for a brief rest, the soft sound of clicking fingers and a hip tune could be heard from her cellphone. A bit embarrassed, Muri quickly grabbed for the phone and skimmed over the responding text from her sister:
“Whichever one you’re best at. How is school?”
With a grin at what had happened since the beginning of class, she quickly thumbed a response before turning the cellphone off and performing another set of sit-ups.
“Pretty chill. Kid got all sliced up and died in the loo, now the school is in lock-down. The Mizukage and a demon showed up, taught us some things and took some students with him. I hope we get to eat lunch soon. L8er.”
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Muri grinned at the squeaky little noise of approval the fox in front of her just made in regards to her most recent transformation. Looking down at herself, she realized that even in just the past few moments of practicing she had already gotten a lot better at transforming. Then, the kid in front of her tried again, creating a puff of smoke from his chakra release. Taking in the strangely colored fox which seemed perfectly formed except for the odd coat markings, Muri nodded and flashed an approving look at her partner. “Oi, short-stuff, that’s a bang up fox transformation! Aces!” Her praise was spoken in the young student’s typical lazy drawl. Evidently, the transformation had done nothing to disguise her voice. She then released her own transformation jutsu, returning to her original form as the last of the smoke dissipated away into the air. Just when she was about to try again, focusing on transforming into the right type of clothes this time , the fox demon spoke up.
First the fox pointed at Haruso, and then at the mysterious girl who had just entered and invited them to come and train with him. To the others, Kurama offered an invitation in an off-handed manner while he returned to his native nine-tailed form. At this invitation, Muri hesitated for a moment, closing her eyes and mulling her options around before coming to a decision. Her eyes opened and she turned to direct an ardent, golden gaze at Kurama. With a small smile on her face, she gave a small bow to the fox demon. “Thank you for your generous offer. It was a pleasure training with you,” she spoke in a voice strikingly void of her usual slurred, lilting accent. With that said, Muri strode to a seat in the front row of the class on the same side of the classroom as Mr. Haruno and calmly sat down, a small and desolate smile on her face as she wallowed in her own thoughts. She would not be running off to go train with the fox demon.
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The electronics owner blinked once as he took a moment to process the sheer scale of what was being asked of him before his brain kicked into gear to figure out exactly what would be needed for such an enormous project and the most efficient way to go about doing it. Once Simon had come to a conclusion, he nodded, “Creating a city-wide surveillance system from scratch would take far too long if you’re hoping to have this done within the near future, but there are a few gaps in the city’s coverage. How’s this for a plan? I could hack into the network for you and direct the feed to your glasses, no problem. In addition, I could give you a small number of mobile camera drones to use at your discretion. While the entire surveillance wouldn’t be mobile, you would be able to direct the drones to areas you deem need additional attention. Also, how soon do you need to have this system set up? I can set up your glasses to hack into the city’s network but if you want camera drones I’ll need some extra time to gather parts and program them.” Simon gave a slight shrug, “The longer I have, the more I can give you. ”
Leviathan was currently riveted by the news update streaming in from her phone from Neon District. Not only had that monster from the Green District attacked but now this 50 ft behemoth! The death count continued to rise, making the postal woman very thankful to be safe and sound in the Italian restaurant, chowing down on calamari. She began attempting to doodle a picture of the monster onto her napkin, according to the few blurry pictures received from the media when it first attacked.
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Muri jolted in surprise, cancelling her transformation in a puff of thick cloudy smoke at the angered and affronted snarl which issued forth from the fox demon. “Hahah, woops! Sorry about that, my bad!” When the demon started laughing however, she looked over to the other pair of students, noticing the nude woman Haruso had transformed into. A mischievous grin snaked its way across her face. So it seems Haruso is a bit of perv, she thought to herself keeping that in the back of her mind. Then with a grit of her teeth, Muri decided to focus harder on getting the Transformation Jutsu dpwn as the fox demon’s chakra replenished her own store. If he was willing to give up his chakra to help her master this ninjutsu technique, then she’d try and focus on the task. Muri concentrated on the kid in front of her and performed the hand-signs once more, trying to nail down the right amount of chakra to use at one time and how to evenly transfer it across her body. “Transformation Jutsu!” Another thick wave of dark smoke billowed forth around her, this time revealing a noticeably flawed version of her partner. Instead of shrinking, Muri remained the same height; however, she was now noticeably male and her dyed red hair had become pale white in color. Her golden eyes were no longer quite as brightly colored, looking muted and paler although her clothes had remained the same. “Oi, how’s that, shortstuff?”