Assist Yukigakure! [Mission]

Having been recruited for this cross-national mission not to represent his own nation but to represent Kirigakure as a commissioned mercenary basiaclly meant nothing to Ark. He would go about the mission the same way he would go about any other mission. Konoha's ANBU special forces would be on the case and whatnot in this situation.

So as Ark crossed the massive distance he and his compatriot ANBU would reach a peak of a small snowy hill up there in the Yukigakure cold-as-fuck-zone. In any case that didn't matter as an Aburame has no body temprature. An Aburame has no life. He's just a compilation in his own head and while it may not be necessarily true that he is a dead being walking around with insects controlling his movements from the inside that's what he damned well thinks of hismelf as.

So as Ark was awaiting the train to reach the correct position for them to begin the pursuit of it Ark performed a simple Tiger handseal to create the Chameleon Technique making himself invisible to all forms of sight as well as most forms of chakra detection, especially low level forms of chakra detection. This would place Ark on the train itself while the other ANBU would take the mission whatever way was deemed fit for the situation. They would collaborate sure but it wasn't necessarily required when dealing with thugs, explosives, and a bullet train speeding through the snow. So as the train neared it's position and Ark finished his tangent beginning with the using of his Chameleon Technique he sped down the hill jumping to sprint faster as ninja do in order to reach the rear of the train at the exact moment when it would pass his position.

Experimental situations came into view for Cocaine as he he was flung across this destitute ninja world for some insignificant prattling adventures. Though such menial incurred the Ninja to take precautionary measures. Somehow situated in the ANBU Santa playground, whoever the hell that was, Cocaine made journey with the other covert in order to save a train, or something like that. Deep within the snowy trudges of the snow filled snowscape, Cocaine bore witness to the incoming bullet train which riddled itself with the best of unpleasantries that could ever be bestowed upon Yukigakure. His Zenzeigan surely activated, he allowed himself to witness the train and its special contents, objects the individual had to take into his own precaution.

Meeting the train before his malicious partner in crime, The ninja wrote a seal on the head of the bullet train; giving it a special designation which he would soon use much later. His chakra suppressed quite sexily, his body barrel rolled into the bomb room; unknown in origin to him, but due to his own unmatched luck, the window he happened to jump through encased the high powered bombs which spelled sweet release to the citizens of Yukigakure. Quickly placing a seal on a single bomb, he contracted it to the seal he placed at the nose of the bullet train, subsequently forcing it to activate it. The train ruptured chaotically, the train crippling inward as the middle sections rose up dramatically. Cocaine felt his body fall through the multiple cars as the train itself rose and crashed into a tangent on the snow, derailed from the path of death which it desired so heartily after.

In his still wake, Cocaine surveyed the car he laid himself in, filled with battered civilians, surely signalling them as the trigger happy terrorists who desired the destruction of innocence verily so. His singal, hoping for Ark to launch the attack against these empty beings which loved to fill the world with their collective malcontent. Without haste, the ninja leaped over to a rather obese woman, heartily convinced that what allied herself with the terrorists; his hands wrapped lovingly around her bulbous head and twisted it inward, snapping the gratuitous fat and bone which comprised itself around her feeble neck.

Suddenly as Ark had approached the train's rear and managed to hop on as it sped by...the train ruptured in the center and went ballistic for a bit shaking and flipping around and causing massive amounts of damage to the train. Probably massive amounts of damage to all of those on board and Ark knew that it had been his co-ANBU raider Cocaine that had done this. Simultaneously Ark used the confusion to propel himself through the train using gravity and his own speed to make it to the car that Cocaine was in before long. Seeing an ally Ark released his Chameleon technique to assess the situation.

Getting the signal from him Ark lunged forward above the non-combative looking civilians that Cocaine had just snapped one of their necks and leaped above them and through the door to the next car where a man had set up a gatling gun of sorts and was readying it to fire. Ark ignored this for the most part stepping to the side to avoid running directly into it. Raising his arm as he ran past the startled bandito to release a kunai using the seal on his arms launching the kunai as a ballistic missile through his neck and by continuation through his spinal chord stopping all movement and preventing even his dead body to complete the final action of starting up the machine gun that would have SURELY caused Cocaine horrible trouble.

Jumping upward to avoid an incoming firebomb by a bandit that had noticed that his friend had been shot through the neck with a ballistic kunai shot out of what seemed to be nowhere but the arm of some guy running at him wearing the traditonal ANBU black ops clothes. It was a scary situation for a law-breaker such as this one but as Ark jumped up to avoid the firebomb that was sent flying toward the car that Cocaine was currently doing...whatever it was he thought he was doing with the civilians. So as Ark's black man style jump would end it would have his feet planted into the face of the bandit that had thrown the firebomb and planted so hard and so fast that Ark didn't ever really stop and just fly through his entire head. His white mask now with red on it making it appropriate for the snowy weather for Ark to look like Anbu Santa. Peacefully sitting in the cart waiting for the inevitable boom from behind him.

Assigned as the most late vaudevillian in this play of two breeds of actors within the farce which budges his inner thighs of a stallion in a most annoyed mannerism impromptu has deterred him from embarking in taking the cooling nerve molesting drink that be the sake of the Kirigakure. Frolicking in his wily sneaky ways as a sneaky beady man of normal height disposition behind and along the insectoid living breeder home type person, whereas the man of boner disposition found this such an appalling insult to be cast aside in such willful ignorance, but yet still he persisted in hoping along sighting a few liberally nourishment-parching figures along the way in a number too alarming to consider the present obesity of the trip to be most pandemic.

He took upon several drinks as it warmed his body, and wore almost no jackets or any other wear aside a body glove and a mask on with a clear visor non-constricting with gauntlets of shininess reflecting his rather snide demeanor most clearly crystal-clear wise. But regardless his most brutish presence was cast aside in dismayed ignorance and a lack of affirmation of his reason for intellectual design in his making in such a tag-along grace gone adrift their senses perhaps feigned in such regards in playing the coy treachery of a trickery as to not them figurines?

What a disappearance unnoticed as he lingered in the shadowlands without prior notice. With such unknown mystery that surrounds him as a veil, a surveillance in physical form came upon the back place of a speeding train behind the insect man in such startling surprise the middle had experienced enthropy in its finest. The bloated figure made his way through in spite of the handicaps that be the stubby leg-things impending him from moving fast, and yet his balloon figure moved as swift as the coarsing rivers from above, ducking underneath incoming tunnels or two before expelling the form onward colliding against an explosive implement of inferno nature, cushioning and bouncing it back from the boneless guise borrowed from a now skinless fatless person in what would be the most generous moment of liposuction done surgical wise. Embalming flames on what makes the train move forth and setting it on fire from within the confines in such a lucky shot within in an arc otherwise unthought of. Maintaining such footing in earlier prompt in the increase of density and withholding grip of a slit-wise that was produced a top many production of the car ago.

Cocaine in contempt of sully murder, the obese woman's crumpled neck betwixt his luscious arms. Cocaine's embrace of the disfigured human was cut short as he became aware of the daunting bomb of fire which allured itself to the individual. With the proper application of well placed chakra, Cocaine was able to flick the large woman toward the entrance of the car; simultaneously grabbing a fresher victim, the Ninja threw him in totalum, blocking most of the blast of the firebomb. Cocaine jumped back away from the threat, hurling himself back into the car he previously came and bearing witnessed to the civilians that laid victim to the bomb's illicit nature, as well as the third party which snaked their way into the mission he had been late to arrive in.

With proper application of body flicker magic, the Ninja made his way to the car where Yukigakure infidels sought to oppose the triad of ninja and to take down their promise of destruction to all around them. Meeting with more ballistic Kunai, Cocaine correctly abdicated the kicked in body as a shield,, pushing it more so towards the assailant, Grabbing one of these spare kunai in order to attack a small group of infidels who decided to Leeroy Jenkins the ninja in question. Though such things were quite amusing for Cocaine, the promise of completing the mission remained a priority.

Reminding himself that he had placed seals on the other super bombs that the masse of el banditos planned to use, Cocaine placed himself another seal on the kunai used, as he threw it to the next assailant who stood at the car door entrance. Jumping back with haste, the Ninja hoped Ark would do the same as he activated the seal. The Bomb summoned in front of the opposition, it activated as the maleficent explosion claimed everything which fell under its radius.

Ark watched the spectacle play out as Cocaine took a good portion of the mission of violence on himself. Using a bit more of a human shield style than Ark would have it was an acceptable situation. So as Cocaine placed ANOTHER seal Ark had expected what would come next and dove back immediately knowing exactly what was going on. His insectoid steel-type insects deploying to create a shield wall between he and the explosion. A shield wall of steel-type insects that would also defend the other ANBU black ops members taking part in this mission. Both Cocaine and douchebag McGee.

So while the explosion took over the car in front it harmlessly flickered around the steel shield melting the roof above it and the floor below it, but due to these being insects with wings it didn't matter if there was a floor or a cieling they were pretty damn malleable and remained in shield formation to defend them from the blast just in case the diving around ninja acrobat show wasn't enough to save Cocaine Ark figured he would do his part. After all they were, not really, a team of ANBU black ops and, for the most part untrue, memebrs of Konoha's elite, not so much elite, special forces unit!

In any case after the explosion happened and the three ANBU. Ark, Cocaine, and Jewbag had survived the explosion due to acrobatic intuition and steel insect shielding Ark strung his hands into a set of handseals, Tiger then Ox then Dragon to create a string that appeared on his finger. Ark then cast the string back and flung it forward like one would a fishing pole going out into the water and the insects dispersed to create an opening for the string to pass through in this manner and then closed the opening after the string had passed through. Ark controlled this string mentally with his chakra that flew forward down the cars of the train slipping outward in quick flashes to place a fire, that was not burning, on the head of each of the remaining bandits throughout the entire train.

As screaming of surprise and expected pain could be heard from those who see fire in their faces could be heard from the bandits in the cars in front Ark waited a moment more before finishing the technique allowing the string to fade into nothing causing the fire to sink into the flesh, then muscle, then bones of each of the bandits that it had come into contact with. These flames would incinerate the frontal lobe of their brains as well as burn their eyes into crispy bits hanging off of a burnt face that would resemble over-toasted or 'burnt' toast. BUT most importantly every bandit that was in front of them had been dealt with, meaning that the train, the mission, and the hostage rescue were all complete provided there were no more surprises.

Enveloped probably not too much but nonetheless in a span concealing from the molesting hot kiss of the flames that dare to sizzle Charlie's handsome and not really ugly or angry scowled face by the help of the cuckomungo juice eater's very own resulting spawns had made Charlie most appreciative of the fact there were fat people to save his life. Although he recognized the other honky to be the case of one that is equivalent to a Poppy being Coke-like... Coke... Cocaine. Yes. That will be his name, whomever that gentle-man-bird may be.

So feeling generous to what may be left of the lingering and ill-fated not-guilty civilians, he whipped his fore arm arc-wise producing index finger segmented bone impaling cranial access and drilling through the make up work of the orphan that whined about his parents being dead before nodding and departing his way to a well done splendidly accomplished mission. That boy for whatever reasons must've been a casualty... yep... bullets in the modern ninja age and all that done so by ninja darkies of ebonic disposition, given their tendency to go rat-a-tat with their ballistics. But whichever the case, a job well done NONETHELESS. Jutsu hand seals prompting disappearance flicker methodism into the great unknown in expectation of what is to follow be his team of rag tagged... rags.

[EXIT]

With impromptu action from the insect Noah's Ark, the Ninja's body flexed with compilation of the end of the mission. Dutifully noted at the individuals desire to end things quickly. Cocaine did his best to lead the astry hostages, in the fire, in the stranded snow, and into the other cars whenever they so pleased to be resided with. He was surprised at the aftermath that the ninja created with his hitech bombs, and was quite infatuated with the results of the fiery intrusion. Sealing away four of the remaining bombs for his own personal use, the individual claimed possession o to the weapons as he decided to make a good exit as the rest of his companions decided to do. With a glance at Ark, and the random proprietor that aborted along the mission. The ebonic ninja took some sort of awkward hip hoppity hop toward the Yukigakure for some cold suited fun he originally came fore, though Konoha would be the final stop.

<Exit.

Ark wasn't all so flashy as it was suggested that he would be based on the company that he kept in the other two ANBU that were around. Ark decided simply to jump out into the snowy weather and run his way back to Konoha the way that it was naturally and supposed to be done. Without fancy crap to dilude his mission. It was complete and he would be recieving payment as well as commendation or whatnot from the Mizukage in his expectation...unless they double crossed him.

[Exit]