A Festival of Lights

Many citizens within Menzagakure believe that the appearance of the Mugen Castle to be an Omen, whether or not it was a good omen, or a bad omen was still up for debate. Some say that it was their Leader Menza returning, others say it was a sign of Menza's death, and yet within both groups there are those that say it marks the end of days. The floating castle appeared in the middle of a dark night, and in the days since little sunlight has reached Menzagakure as the shadow of the castle was cast over the entire land. In an attempt to quell the concerns of both parties as well as try to distract the people of the land from their troubles to prevent an uproar of panic and chaos, the operatives of SHIRA have instituted what they called the festival of lights. The festival is located within the base camp as to allow the SHIRA operatives to keep a close watch over it while maintaining their mission, as its name suggests, the festival has hundreds of thousands of paper lanterns that light up the base camp as it illuminates the darkness caused by the shadow of the castle. At the end of the festival, a great cleanse was planned where everyone will release a lantern of their own, the reason behind it is up to the individual though it could be anything from releasing bad thoughts or deeds, mourning over a lost friend or family member, or even something for good fortune in the days to come. Everyone, including visiting Shinobi are welcome to join in the festivities, taking in the dancing and games and whatever else they wish to take their mind off of things in between their missions. Food, drinks, rides, etc. SHIRA went all out in an attempt to keep the locals happy while the castle continues to be dealt with.

Ren's arrival within Menzagakure was more or less uneventful, having originally not planned on putting his nose into the foreign affairs of the land, Ren would smile as he saw the festival. Sure, the castle was the reason that he was there, and the sooner it was gone the sooner he could return home, but after the long trip he had Ren saw no reason why he couldn't enjoy himself at least for a little bit first. Ren would be dressed in his dark blue Battle Kisode, with his pure white Sweetsilk cloak that bore the Uchiha Clan symbol on its back. The cloak would conceal most of his tools, including the Salamander summoning scroll, however there were a few items such as the Gunbai that could not be concealed, those items would currently be stored within the Kamui dimension waiting for Ren to summon when needed.

Ren's red three tomoe Sharingan eye would scan the gathered crowd of party goers, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and no one looked as though they were looking to start trouble, but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen. With his Chakra Sensing active so that he wouldn't be surprised from behind by anyone, Ren moved over to the large outdoor bar that had been set up. Taking an open seat, Ren would place an order an await his drink.

Rotwang had come back to the "Mugen Base Camp" again after his previous day of exploring the castle wherein he had to confront a stranger who had also been going after the tag that they had both found in a hidden passageway and chamber in the vast interior of the mysterious, floating "Mugen Castle" which was still present above Menzagakure. Naturally, this meant that he was simply itching to take a longer break this time around. Fortunately, for him, the local authorities of SHIRA had decided that it was time for a festival, this one supposedly being called the "Festival of Lights".

This looks to be interesting, so perhaps, it can serve me well as a means of relaxation after that fight yesterday...

Rotwang thought silently as he began to ready himself for heading off to the festival in question which was being held at the "Mugen Base Camp" to entertain the populace to avoid the prospect of them rioting due to undue fear and panic caused by the appearance of the mysterious, floating "Mugen Castle". Naturally, as always, he made sure to equip his puppet armor (i.e., Tálōs Mk-I) and wear his physician-scientist outfit since it was his attire of choice for almost all occasions that may confront him. Then, he activated his "Chakra Suppression" to dull his presence from the sensory capacities of any potential undesirables and headed off from his field tent to the festival location in question. Once there, he began to take in the sights and sounds of the place while also keeping an eye out for anyone who might be trying to approach him for whatever purpose.

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OOC:

Rotwang's Appearance (his puppet armor's synthetic skin AND his real self):



N.B.: Rotwang currently has his puppet armor (Tálōs Mk-I) equipped and usable as is reflected in his stats given in the signature below. This image depicted here is the synthetic skin coat covering his puppet armor while his actual body (also this FC) is fully concealed under both his puppet armor and its synthetic skin coat.

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Rotwang's CP Usage:

• Starting CP: 110 of 110 CP
  
  
• Used CP: 0 (b/c of "Chakra Suppression" not requiring CP for usage and maintenance)
  
  
• Remaining CP: 110 of 110 CP
  

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Equipped Gear:

• Puppet Armor (i.e., Tálōs Mk-I)
  

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Jutsu Used:

• Chakra Suppression (D-rank)
  

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Personal Post Count: 1

Post XP: 10 (for basic 2-person multiplayer thread)

Tadara had retreated from the castle for the time being. Having drawn the attention of a powerful force he needed time to prepare and calculate better odds. An unknown force had taken to inviting him to challenge her and could cast wide scale genjutsu. At the very least he would want to boost his chances of countering that. Perhaps even placing her into one of his genjutsu. However he wasn't certain that going about that particular task alone was wise. He was capable as an assassin but as of yet had only taken on political targets and their guards along with a large number of civilians. He was capable that was true but he simply didn't have enough data to compare his value to her own. So he had come down one of the anchor chains after his last battle with his tags. Keeping them concealed in his inner breast pocket. For now he would note there was a festival going on. An interesting distraction for the masses. How easily their minds were swayed from the thread massing above them. At any moment spreading its illusions and likely slaughtering the whole of the crowd gathered. However for now they suited his need to avoid notice.

He needed a great many ingredients for his chemicals so he would contemplate how to go about it. Idly he would use the transformation technique and slip into a black suit that blended in with the night. A small amount of chakra to be used and maintained. However he wouldn't go into the full outfit of the owl. If the owl were noticed here it would mean some terrible things for him. Likely an assault on his person. Besides he wasn't intending to commit any 'crimes' here. Still over his face an anbu mask would appear. Carefully he would approach the camps. Sitting just out of the light as he observed potential candidates for helping him with that woman. His honey colored eyes glowing behind the mask as he took in everyone present from the sidelines. With his high coordination and blending in tactics it would take a higher level of perception or a sensory technique of some kind to spot him. However his eyes would drift all the same. Marking the shop he needed. He could use a weapon too but that could wait. For now he was scouting out talent and raising their chances against the enemy.

His eyes would settle first on Rotwang. He had actually seen the young mans file....however he found him to simply be a lesser version of himself at this point in time. Regardless of his potential in the future he simply wouldn't be helpful yet. Not as anything more than a distraction anyway. Snuffing out that potential for such minor threats as a foreign danger didn't appeal to Tadara. Instead his honeyed eyes would shift over to Ren Uchiha. The complete package. He knew enough to know that three tomoe he was using would likely spot him within a matter of moments if it hadn't already. The specifics of the Uchiha abilities at a higher level were kept from him but he knew the mans reputation. He was one of Konoha's stronger members. A jounin who had captured lands for Konoha. He had placed the man high up on a potential threat list. If he could gain his allegiance for the mission on the other hands....well his own identity was fairly well hidden at the moment....how to approach such a person was the question. He had hidden his Iwa allegiances with this disguise so that was a bonus.

It had been a while since Lily arrived, and while she had tried to make her way through and into the floating castle, every time the illusions were too strong and she hadn't been able to make any headway. It was frustrating, it was annoying! It was a rare case that her normal tactics of stabbing something to death couldn't work, and it was even more frustrating because she had gotten several hits on the illusions; they could bleed! And if they could bleed, they could be killed. Still, she had been stopped for now, all she needed was time, and she'd be able to go back in and kill those stupid illusions.

Walking through the streets as the festival of funny light was in full swing, Lily looked for possible people she could at the very least interact with. She knew it would be a hard thing to do, being buried for over half a decade did reasonably result in one not knowing who was famous anymore, but that was the case for her even before her life had been replaced by that imposter. Stupid imposter making everything in her life harder.

Looking around, she'd first see a silly looking boy with white hair that reminded her of the shape a fire took. He seemed fun, but not someone she wanted to interact with right now. She saw a few other people who were having fin, but nothing particularly interesting. What really caught her own eye though was that of a man with funny red eyes. Years in the pit had taught her that people with body parts not part of the norm meant that they were stronger, dangerous, and the most interesting people to fight because they had funny abilities no one else had.

Approaching the curious red eye man with a cool white cloak, she'd stop and lean forward, giving him a shallow bow. "Hello there! My name is Lily. What is your name funny red man?" Her speech was unrefined and childish, the years of being in the grave having done a little damage to her cognitive functions.

Ren's three tomoe sharingan would scan over the crowd, never staying on one person for more than a second, but his sharingan's precision to detail would let him see everything that he needed to see. Most of them were inconsequential, just villagers there to enjoy the festivities, there was one that caught his attention among the crowd though he didn't spend any extra time looking at him either. What caught his attention was that despite the fact that he looked normal, his precision ability of his sharingan was able to see the difference that others would not, mainly the fact that his skin was synthetic. His thoughts on this peculiar individual would be swept aside when he felt a decent sized source of chakra, the chakra of this individual wasn't particularly large but it was larger than a civilian about average for a shinobi. What would draw Ren's attention the most was the fact that the individual was using the transformation technique to hide his appearance, causing Ren to wonder about him. Ren's eyes would stay on the man as he seemed to lurk on the outer edges of the festival and as the man's eyes would move to Ren, they would be met with the Sharingan looking directly back at him. The Coercion of the Sharingan activating casting a genjutsu upon the man, nothing that would harm him, just a little something to dissuade him should he be thinking of causing problems. The genjutsu would only last for a second, but its effect would persist, and that was all Ren needed.

"Sienna," Ren would say aloud to no one, his sister would suddenly appear behind him as he pulled her from the Kamui dimension. "Keep an eye on that man," he would say to his sister, his eyes still locked onto the man. Sienna would nod and begin moving off into the crowd in a wide circle as her own sharingan would activate, she did not move towards the man but if he was observant enough, he would feel her eyes upon him. Ren's eyes would finally shift off the man as he sensed a chakra source moving towards him, it wasn't enough chakra to be a threat below average of a shinobi but above what a civilian would have, likely a shinobi in training. When he looked and found a small child, his curiosity was peaked, mostly with wondering who left their child unattended. When the girl introduced herself, Ren would smile as she called him funny red man. "It is nice to meet you Lily, my name is Ren." Ren's eyes would scan the crowd again, and since he did not see anyone frantically looking for their missing daughter, he would look back to her. "Did you come to enjoy the festival alone?"

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Coercion Sharingan used on Tadara

Technique:

Sienna:

Rotwang was maintaining his "Chakra Suppression" while meandering through the crowds milling about around him at this festival site, and as he did, he noticed a handful of individuals who had an air about them that was somewhat different from the rest of the civilians in the crowds of festival attendees who came out to enjoy themselves. The first of them was a man who was dressed in a rather fancy ensemble of dark blue clothing with what seemed to be a white cloak seated at the bar nearby and the second one of them was a small girl who was now talking with this imposing-looking man so easily. The last one of those three was someone wearing a mask, so Rotwang could not discern too much else about him.

There seem to be quite a few interesting individuals present here...However, they are all unknown variables at present, so it would perhaps not be wise to engage with them unless they make contact first...Now then, my immediate destination in this festival site should be the bar, perhaps...because my body and mind require immediate indulgence in some drink to ease the stress accumulated from my explorations of that castle...

With that thought in mind, Rotwang headed up to the bar and took one of the seats that were still empty, after which point, he requested a serving of the oldest and highest quality vintage wine along with the most exotic-looking choice from the list of local cuisine delicacies from the menu that the barkeep had on hand to offer the various patrons of that establishment. Naturally, this was because he was an ardent admirer of expensive, vintage wine and expensive, exotic cuisine to go with it due to being used to that sort of fine wining and dining thanks to his family being ultra-rich and highly influential for many generations now. Of course, per his initial impressions of the three curious individuals he had spotted earlier, he chose not to engage them to avoid stirring up any trouble that might otherwise ensue from said interaction. Instead, for now, he focused on enjoying his wining and dining which the barkeep had served up in an impressively efficient manner.

Ah, yes...now this is what can be justifiably labeled as fine wining and dining that is of a genuinely superlative caliber...What a truly fortunate find it is in this otherwise pedestrian place...It was quite a wise idea to take up this special mission contract from the Tsuchikage's Office...

Rotwang thought thus silently as he took the time to savor his food and drink as he partook of them in turn as slowly as possible. Since he was genuinely enjoying himself this much, said enjoyment had appeared quite clearly on his countenance and in his body language for all to notice if they cared enough to do so.

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OOC:

Rotwang's Appearance (his puppet armor's synthetic skin AND his real self):



N.B.: Rotwang currently has his puppet armor (Tálōs Mk-I) equipped and usable as is reflected in his stats given in the signature below. This image depicted here is the synthetic skin coat covering his puppet armor while his actual body (also this FC) is fully concealed under both his puppet armor and its synthetic skin coat.

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Rotwang's CP Usage:

• Starting CP: 110 of 110 CP
  
  
• Used CP: 0 (b/c of "Chakra Suppression" not requiring CP for usage and maintenance)
  
  
• Remaining CP: 110 of 110 CP
  

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Equipped Gear:

• Puppet Armor (i.e., Tálōs Mk-I)
  

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Jutsu Used:

• Chakra Suppression (D-rank)
  

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Personal Post Count: 2

Post XP: 40 (for 4-person multiplayer thread, w/ Rotwang included)

Tadara would note the others before those sharingan met his eyes. A foolish thing to allow but he was curious all the same. He had not however expected the man to immediately attempt a mental attack on him. Despite the others present and the calmness of the surroundings he felt a deep sensation he was unfamiliar with. It was more than unease or concern. There was an unreasonable fear rising within him. However he would immediately genjutsu kai it. Still noting his thoughts seemed...slower. So even if he defended himself against the attack it put a strain on the mind. It hadn't even managed to get to the parts where his vision was taken away. Instead he had broken it almost the moment it happened. Still he would make a note to avoid direct eye contact with the Uchiha in the future. Still he would note the girl who had appeared to come from no where. An interesting ability. No doubt he had hidden her with an illusion...or no...Tadara would have seen signs of that. His eyes weren't playing tricks on him however. He was confident given his expertise no genjutsu beyond the one through the eye contact had happened....He had essentially summoned her there.

Alternative dimensions aside he was being observed now. His glowing honeyed eyes would track her as she moved. She was surprisingly slow. Though he would make a couple of test movements. He would move through a couple of stands. Stepping from place to place at B rank speed while attempting to remain as concealed in the shadows as he could while keeping an eye on her. However short of fleeing the festival entirely it seemed he could not escape that gaze. Not even if he crossed through barriers or groups of people. She was tracking him expertly by his chakra likely. For now she was still keeping her distance though. He would take a breath. Eliminating her would incur the wrath of the other one. No doubt he held some potent techniques and wouldn't let such things go lightly. He would outrun her when he wished at least. Still he would find a good spot on a roof to monitor it all. Resting against the raised sides as his honeyed eyes would watch the lot from where he stood. Of course he hadn't failed to notice Rotwang spotting him. His file hadn't suggested that he had decent perceptive abilities but it did label him as a sensory type.

Still Tadara would remain absent but likely tracked by multiple sensory nin. He certainly wasn't a fan of that. He would note a need to find a way to block that ability in the future. His assassin training couldn't do much beyond have him avoid sensory types. Still the only one here he was certain would pose aa challenge was Ren Uchiha. Someone valuable to have on his side when the fires lit. However as it settled Iwagakure and Konohagakure were still at odds. Tadara wouldn't approach the lot as casually as Rotwang had. Perhaps the young man thought he could drink so close to them and not be noticed. Or that he had no idea of the danger he was in. Which made him a substantially useful test rat for his hypothesis. Konoha in general was not to be trusted. That was the rule in Iwa. If Konoha felt the same or rather if that man did Tadara would soon find out and gain possibly more intel here. Even if the girl was watching him from a distance. She wouldn't get close to him if she tried. Not at C or D rank speed.

Yunolesca emerged from what seemed to be nothing... In actuality, she stumbled out from the shadows that seemed to let go of her, making her lose her balance and trip. Landing on her behind, her ice blue eyes looked around, seeing people from other places, walking about as if no issues were to have been happening. She got up, dusted herself off and carefully walked around, still getting used to her two legs. Stupid.. Sero wanted her to practice walking on just two legs, yet she felt much more comfortable walking on all fours. With a few mis steps here and there, she followed the scent to vendors, selling food and meat, her favorite things.

Pointing to one selection, she would give ryo and be off, not knowing how much she really needed to give. Not understanding where she was, she took a bite out of her food, twirling as she looked around before bumping into a tall man with dark hair. She quickly turned about to see the man with red eyes, speaking with another woman. Her head cocked to the side before walking off.

Lily was glad to see that her nickname for the funny red man named Red got a smile out of him. "Its nice to meet you too Mister Ren!" She recalled that Kit-Kit...something about showing deference to your elders and Ren was clearly her elder, or maybe not? The way one looked could be deceiving, she was proof of that. Actually now that she though about that, he could be faking his eyes...probably best not to think about that. Even if they were fake, they were still cool eyes.

When asked if she came alone, she'd nod. "Yup! A birdie told me that there was a lot of fun things happening here, so I decided to come and see for myself!" She'd puff out her chest and bring a fist to it. "After all, 'If you can handle the pits, you can handle yourself.' That is what they say in Vandal at least." She knew that people weren't always used to the culture of Vandal, but she enjoyed using it like a word knife; a metal vore. A meta four. metaphor, that was the word. She needed to look at a di...a word book again to refresh her memory.

Swinging her hands from side to side, she'd smile again to Ren as she thought of a fun new idea. "I know, you can pretend to be my dad while we're here! That way we can get free goodies! Doesn't that sound like fun Daddy?" Oh if he agreed, she was going to have a lot of fun with this. She might not look a lot like him, but she was well aware that adoption was a common thing to children who's family had died in wars.

What ever did happen to the war before she had been replaced? Another thing to look into later.

Hearing that the girl was there alone, Ren would give up his brief glances around to see if anyone was looking for a child. The mention of the pits however would cause Ren to raise an eyebrow, he had heard of the 'pits', the fighting arena down in Kirigakure, though last he heard the pits were shut down when the princesses took over. The pits were a brutal place, at least according to the rumors he had heard, and at the very least was no place for a child. If the girl truly did use to fight in the pits, the fact that she was still alive was a testament to her abilities, making her far more interesting than just a lost little girl. Her question to him though took him by surprise, mostly because of the fact that he was not that much older than the girl, at least judging by her appearance. "Um... How about I be your big brother instead?" Ren would ask the girl as he felt more comfortable with her calling him that as opposed to dad, and considering he already had a younger sister, he knew how to be a brother. He also wanted to learn more about her, and her experience with the pits.

Before the girl could answer him though, another person walked into him. It was odd to say the least, considering the fact that he was sitting at the bar. He had sensed the person's approach, though he did not pay attention to it considering he assumed they were just coming up to the bar to get a drink. He never expected someone to just blindly walk into him like this woman did, what was worst was after the woman just blankly stared at him, she tried to just turn around and walk away without so much as saying she was sorry. "You know some people might find it rude to not apologize for walking into them like that, dearie." Ren would call out after the woman before she would get more than a few steps away, his eyes glaring at the back of her head like daggers. It was likely he would have done more, however with the place being designated a neutral zone and no conflict was allowed he decided against it for now. The rude woman had made it on his list.

Meanwhile, Sienna would be watching the man that her brother had told her too. She wasn't able to move as fast as the other man, but she was a watchful individual. Her eyes trailing him as he moved onto the rooftops, it was then that she realized that the man seemed to be watching her brother as she was watching him. Moving back towards Ren but keeping her eyes on the other man she would arrive next to her brother, leaning in and whispering something in his ear. Ren had kept track of all the chakra within his radius, so the man wasn't ever hidden from him, as his sister whispered into his ear, Ren's eyes would rise up to the man on the roof watching him. Ren would look down at Lily with a bright smile, "Lily, this is Sienna. She's our sister, and she is going to take you around the festival for all the free things you want. I will be right back," Ren would say with a wink before disappearing into the Kamui dimension. Just as quickly as he disappeared, Ren would appear on the rooftop aproximately 5 meters behind the unknown man. "Is there something I can do for you dearie? I don't do tricks for free you know, everything's got a price." Ren would ask with a small smirk as he watched the man to see how he would respond to a direct approach like this.

Tadara would note as the man looked his way again. Though he had learned his lesson. He chose not to look him directly in the eyes. The eyes told a great deal of information involuntarily so it was difficult not to try and read it. Instead he would focus on the lips. Reading the words spoken and how quiet the beast was. He was seeming to speak with the girl who had been tailing him. It appeared he had the beasts attention. He excused himself and the watcher a moment before he was just gone. Then he spoke behind Tadara. He forced himself to remain calm. He was certainly surprised by the teleportation. It wasn't too common in this world but he was aware Diana could do it. So it wasn't unthinkable. Not that he knew the specifics of it. Just that she could traverse countries if she wished. Still he would raise his hands as if he had been caught. More of a symbol to show he was of no threat. Though he never understood the purpose. Very little did he need to do something with his hands or something in them. Not that he would want to attack this beast...that fear still faintly grasped him.

Instead they would stand as he turned to face him. Glowing honey colored eyes avoiding glowing red eyes. Even the full moon behind them had turned a deep red for the night in the distance. Few in the festival matched either of their true point value. There was no point in reacting with violence. Instead there was a pet name used. Some term of endearment he did not care for. He thought affection and pet names were falsehoods to lure people into feelings of safety. How could he feel safe after that initial show of power? Still he would speak plainly enough as to the inquiry of what he wanted and how he didn't do things for free. So there could be negotiations. Still even behind his mask he felt odd watching those lips move...those shoulders and hands should they tense. He was prepared to evade and counter if he needed to. A trained assassin while all looking harmless. A specific shifting of the footing for optimal multidirectional movement....a careful and trained gaze tracing escape routes and contemplating how to combat someone with teleportation. All of it signs of massive intelligence and black ops training.

"I will put this simply. I am the reason for the appearance of that illusion over the castle. The invite to the target in charge of this entire event. However My point value is more suited to softer targets and suppression. I am in search of someone with higher point value to help eliminate this target. I assume that is your purpose here and the mission to combat her is already posted. Offering a substantial reward. As of yet yours is the highest point value of anyone here. Making you my ideal point man."

Yunolesca stopped and turned back to the man, simply placing her stick on the ground and walking back up to him, hands now in her pockets. The woman got close to the man, her face getting closer to him as she sniffed him, taking in his scent. With a quick hop back, she'd shrug her shoulders and raise her hands. "Ah..Pa..Low...Gyze?" She would ask, mimicking his form of speech. Unlike everyone else here, she was not normal. Raised in the wild since she was a child, she lost all mannerism that she knew, now only relying on body language and noises from animals.

Still she would show her hand to him, her claws already out as a natural trait from the ryuutei yet they would quickly harden and thicken by a centimeter all around, the biotin made claws now turning into pure bone, increasing its rank in power. This was to show strength and who was more dominant to her. If Ren could make a sign to show he was more powerful or weaker, she would act accordingly. Though to Yunolesca, this was something normal for her as Sero was her mentor and father figure.

Lily's excitement barely dwindled as Ren suggested a slight change to her idea. While she didn't look quite like a young kid, she certainly didn't look like an adult, a very young teen at best given her shorter height, youthful features, and nearly 6 years behind what someone normally would look like for her age. Before she could respond, she'd look to the person who just ran into her new big bro with confusion, who said to apologize.

The woman that ran into her big bro seemed off, almost like...like they weren't fully there? No, no she was there, no one just took a big sniffa like that and wasn't fully there, it just meant...it just meant...she had a different head attached, yeah! Maybe she had the head of her younger self, or maybe her current self since it was clear from the big word her bro used she found it hard to use."Mhm, Apologize. Show deference." Seeing the outstretched hand, Lily would intercept it and take the hand, letting their claws sink into her flesh if it happened and steeled her nerves, but she didn't show weakness. Nono, Kit-kit make that clear that in order to make new friends she was to show strength even in the face of pain...not that Lily didn't do that already. Pain after all was natural to her; a byproduct one experienced in order to become strong. "I am Lily, who are you?"

With Ren having gone off and his big sis now taking over, Lily looked to Sienna and smiled. "Hi big sis! Once I finish making a new friend, lets go and see if they have any fun games we can all play!"

As the woman annunciated the word apologize as though she had never heard the word before, Ren's eyes would narrow on her as he couldn't tell if she truly did not know the meaning of the word or she was mocking him. Either the woman was a simpleton, or she was simply without manners. Either way as the woman showed her hand and claws would begin to form, Ren would lock eyes with the woman activating the Coercion Sharingan Genjutsu as he did. He would speak no more words, though if the woman was capable of reading facial expressions then she would be able to see the annoyance written on his face. He could see that the woman possessed a decent amount of chakra, at least average for a Shinobi, but she seemed rather underdeveloped as though she was yet to reach her full potential. Ren was intrigued by this of course, however the woman also seemed to want to act like an animal. This little nail growing show was fine but not intimidating, if she wanted to play by the rules of beasts that was fine with Ren, but he would show her that he was the Alpha. His new little sister though seemed to have ideas of her own, reaching out and shaking the woman's hand, disregarding the nails that dug into her arm as she did so. Not so much as a whimper or a flinch from Lily, this showed Ren that she was likely telling the truth about the pits. Anyone that could blatantly ignore pain was of interest to Ren, not to mention the potential he could feel within both of them. Before disappearing, Ren would look to Sienna, a mental connection saying to keep track of both of them as he had plans for them.

On the rooftop with the man, Ren would notice that while the man faced him, he would avoid looking into Ren's eyes. Likely due to the fact that Ren had used the Genjutsu on him earlier, meaning that the man knew to avoid his gaze, which was only slightly disappointing. Ren knew that eyes were the window to the soul and when looking into them while talking with someone, he could easily tell if they were lying or not, he still could tell from body language but the eyes made it so much simpler. He had no one to blame but himself, it was the reason most people avoided eye contact with an Uchiha, no one liked being put under a Genjutsu even if it was short or like the man had been able to break out so quickly. As the man spoke of being the one to cause the apparition issuing the challenge to appear, Ren would eye the man more closely, but then the man continued on speaking of point values and them teaming up to face her because of Ren's own high point value. A smug smirk forming on Ren's lips as the man finished with the statement that he was the other man's ideal point man, "well of course Dearie. I have no doubt that if we teamed up that I would be beneficial to you, but you see the problem is I don't see what benefit I would gain from this. You are right I am here to deal with the Castle and the one behind it, but as you said the mission alone offers the Ryo payment for my services. So my question is, what would I gain from you, when I could simply deal with it myself?"

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Flashback for Ren starting this Post.

Used Coercion Sharingan on Yunolesca

Name: Coercion Sharingan
Rank: C
Range: Sight
Speed: Instant
Element: Inton
Skill: Genjutsu
Classification: Group Exclusive (Uchiha)
Requirements: Tomoe Three Sharingan
Hand Seals: None
Description: Through the Sharingan, the user can cast over any target that looks upon his eyes a feeling of tremendous fear. The target will be cast into a world of swirling black and red patterns, with no differentiation between even the floor and the sky, with only a central Sharingan looming overhead. This Genjutsu is used for immediate intimidation, as an inexplicable terror overwhelms even an emotionally distant and strong willed target, such that even the bravest warrior will back away and fall to the ground in fear. The illusion lasts only a few seconds, but its effects reverberate for quite some time -indefinitely, in some cases. The fear of this technique induces a mental trauma upon the target, reducing their Intelligence by two -'s for the remainder of the topic, regardless of the duration of the actual fear.
Weaknesses: This technique can induce up to severe mental trauma to the point that the target will scream in terror any time he see the user, even long after the illusion's effects have worn off, but it cause no physical harm and is over very quickly.

Tadara would listen to the man before he would frown behind his mask. He had valid points though Tadara had made assumptions that he needed to be involved in such a task. Though hubris was a concern there when it came to such a potent unknown enemy. Still if the man was confident he could handle it alone Tadara had no need or definite information to correct him. His eyes shifted over the mans form before he would nod slightly. He had no real need to offer what he was capable of. Though he would make his own preparations and attempt to find another as capable. He found it illogical to deny allies based on so little information. Though the way it was posed to him it was asking for more. However if the man wanted to handle it alone he would either solve the issue entirely or weaken the enemy. Giving a limited window to attack himself. Either way the target would be dealt with. He would return the question with a rather simple statement. No offense taken into his voice as he maintained the monotone. 

"If you are confident handling it alone your statistical value is high enough you may be able to. If that comes to pass I have no concerns as the situation will be handled. I will recuse myself of the festivities now and leave you all to your need to socialize. I have work to do."

He did not excuse himself really or even say goodbye. Instead he simply turned and walked away. Heading away from the festivities. Unless he was stopped he would exit back to the empty house he had utilized as a home base. However Ren may notice the bee hovering a couple dozen meters above. Seeming to circle the area above Tadara like a drone surveying the surroundings. Most would miss it in the dark but it held a tiny chakra signature matching Tadara. Still once he dropped off the building he would transform again into someone else by appearance. Adjusting who he was as he mingled with a small crowd and faded out of the scene. 

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Yunolesca glanced into the eyes of the man, seeing his eyes turn from black to red, showing the sharingan to her. From there, Yunolesca felt her eyesight grow further, her vision enveloped into swirls, feeling a large amount of fear. Her legs began to shake and her eyes widened, pupils becoming small. Her hands slowly, shakily even, move towards her head, clenching her teeth and growling. Vocal child tearing screeches left Yunolesca, tears streaming from her eyes, unable to move and unable to look away. "BAD MAN! BAD MAN! PAPA! AAAAAGH!" She would cry out in agony, unable to shake this deadly fear that loomed over her, even after Ren disappeared. Though when he did vanish, she would be able to move and make her escape.

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Yuno exits thread due to fear. Her intelligence is at E- -.

The festival would draw to a close, and Ren had enough distractions. Now was time to get to work, the castle loomed in the distance and it was time for him to investigate it. Moving back to Sienna, Ren would touch her shoulder and she would disappear from sight just seconds before he would disappear himself.

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