Jiatsu Shuuga - Smoke without Fire (RP thread)

"I-Itai!" a voice cried out, as a damp gauze of wool was pressured too a bleeding wound.

"Now, Now Miss Shuuga." A male voice replied impartiality evident in his tone. "If you can't sit still for your treatment, I'm going to have to charge you double for misbehavior."

With that threat, Jiatsu: the eye thief, the double deserter, the missing nin, settled down and kept her complaints down to soft winces when the doctor came to clean and treat her injuries. A critical gaze searched around the room as she was treated. This room was dark, only lit by a rather Old, Grungy Lantern in the corner. Was it to hide the dust in the room; she could certainly smell it.

"Such a waste of energy." Jiatsu grumbled quietly to herself. "Uchi-boy would've fetched me a nice price too..."

The robed doctor lifted his brow a moment as he heard that, taking time now to numb a wound on her arm and begin stitching the wound closed.

"Oh? you fought an Uchiha?" he questioned, focusing back on his work. "I'm suprised you escaped..."

The table with medical supplies shook as she slammed her fist into it, growling deeply under her breath.

"needs...more pain killer, Doc." She grunted out, only relaxing once the next injection was put into her arm. "And no, I didn't run. I beat him, he was forced to escape and let some little baby from Suna cover his escape."

With an apologetic nod to the woman, the Doc would finish up his work and stand back from her.

"I see...that's rather impressive." He honestly admitted, starting to clean his tools. "I would dare say if that were the truth then it was not a 'waste of energy' as you put it."

The doctor grinned as Jiatsu got up to put her top and arm sleeves back on; Glaring intensely out the window.

"How do you figure that?" she inquired. "Other than giving me a grudge against some punk Suna nin that shouldn't of got involved?"

"Well. spread the fact you defeated the Heir of the Uchiha." The doctor grinned, placing his gear in his large brown bag. "Spread the news that you defeated a prominent opponent. You will gain fear and respect from others."

Jiatsu looked to the Doctor and smirked; a soft nod coming from her. No more words were spoken from here as they exited to the main office and had payment for services provided. From there, Jiatsu hopped into the bare dirt streets of this backwater town in Rock country she knew had confidential medical care. Looks like she had work to do, earning back the money she just spent on getting patched up. She needed work, less dangerous, safe work. The day would pass quickly as she went through her normal channels of work without luck in finding work. For now she would be sitting on a park bench, her posture slouched over in a thinking posture.

"Hey! Dumaru! Look what we got here!" A raspy voice spoke up as a hand went through wild, unkempt brown hair. "it's the Eye Thief!"

Looking up, her eyes an angry, withered stare. Jiatsu would see one skinny rock ninja, standing with a smirk on his face as he stood in front of a larger, dopey looking rock ninja.

"hey! pretty girls don't stare!" the huge man gawked back dimly. "you gonna get some folk angry at ya' for that."

With an arm across the rotund fellows stomach the smaller man smirked to Jiatsu, reaching his hand out.

"Hey, hand us whatever money you got on you and maybe we won't tell our boss we got a gift waiting to head to the Alliance office."

She was sick of this, Bozos from the Ass-end of nowhere thinking they could step up to her, demand things and not leave without some serious injury. She was sick of being accused of things she handed done and sick of not finding work. She needed reputation, she needed fame, infamy. With a small snarl, she tried to calm herself as she stood up, her eyes closed. How did Hyou put forward that posture of calmness and intimidation? He was a quiet person, yes?

"5 Seconds, Compound Fracture, Right Femur." She declared without opening her eyes. "For the big one? 7 Seconds, Broken nose, shattered jaw."

The two rock ninja cocked their brows and looked to one another; getting a small look of confusion on their face. "Eh? listen lady, we don't need tips on how to maul yo-"

With a flash of speed, Jiatsu shot over to the smaller man and slammed her foot into his thigh from the side like trying to break open a door. A sickening snap sounded out with his scream as his entire thigh buckled, dropping him to the ground. The large man took a moment to realize what had happened before he looked to her, sealing for an Earth technique.

As his hands came down to the earth to finalize the technique; her knee rose into his face, splatters of blood spraying the ground as his nose and jaw crumbled under the force. Now both Rock ninja lay on the ground, groaning and screaming in pain at their injuries. A stamp to each of their faces finishing their journey to unconcsiousness.

Within minutes she had picked their pockets for Ryo and walked with a confident stride from the village itself, a dufflebag over her shoulder. A deep seated anger was rising in Jiatsu, something to channel and focus into what she needed. Those men would wake up and have stories of her cold fury, they would make her reputation now. She just had to make sure this new rage was not a fluke and something to channel into a flawless technique.

She was just getting started.

OOC: Looking to Train up with her custom technique of "Fukakunai"

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