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    Picking the Right Pickle (Specialty Flashback)

    Shimiko Chinoike
    Shimiko Chinoike
    Jounin

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    Post by Shimiko Chinoike on Tue Jun 30, 2020 1:19 am

    The Chinoike Clan Wet Market had at one time been a major source of controversy within Kumogakure. The open-air meat, fish, and produce market was linked to various bloodbourne pathogens. This connection was the direct result of the clan's archaic slaughtering and preservation methods. It posed no threat to those within the clan as they possessed both genetic and herd immunity to the illnesses caused by the bushmeat. Those outside the clan were not so fortunate. There had been outbreaks early on in Kumo's history and many a public health official had complained. Vik Chinoike, who at the time was the Chief Medical Officer for the Chinoike Clan, argued that the wet market was a way of life for his people. Normally, such markets would be located in the mountains far away from dense population centers. However, as Kumo grew so did the number of Chinoike within the village. The size of market in turn grew to meet the increasing demand as did the risk of disease transmission. He had worked with city officials to devise a compromise. The wet markets would be placed within the Chinoike Clan District and several quarantine procedures would be put in place to ensure that another outbreak did not occur. In the event that failed, he had developed a slate of vaccines, anti-biotics, and targeted treatments to wipe out any epidemic in its infancy. This solution was good enough to satisfy almost everyone but there were a few on both sides that were upset.

    Certain hardliners within the Clan argued that their ancestral markets should not be segregated from the rest of the Market District. They stated that this was discrimination and a grave dishonor against one of the village's founding clans. They pointed out that open access to the wet markets would break down cultural barriers and get shinobi to try new foods. It would lessen stereotypes against Chinoike, and most importantly, help the entire country develop herd immunity to any diseases that popped up. Certain epidemiologists complained that Vik's quarantine procedures were insufficient and that even under lockdown, the market was still a breeding ground for new viruses. They stated that such markets should be put back in the mountains where they belonged and some advocated they be banned nationwide entirely. They noted that Vik's line of drugs would not account for future mutations that would threaten Chinoike and Non-Chinoike alike. Fortunately for the Clan, as its stature and power grew, so did the permanency of the wet market. Nowadays its existence is a fact of life. Unsettling to some, but ultimately not going anywhere.

    One day, Shimiko was walking through clan wet market with a basket cradled in the nook of her arm. She walked past rows of tiger carcasses hung upside down and pickled with death garlic, bats strewn together seemingly petrified in sauce, and of course, goat. Lots and lots of goat. She was like a kid in a candy store. She had always enjoyed the taste of a good home cooked Chinoike Clan meal. The only thing that had kept her from it in the past was that she occasionally worried what other people would think if she was caught eating such strange food. Nowadays though, she cared less about what other people thought. That and she wouldn't be judged by her own clan mates. Shimiko stopped in front of her favorite bushmeat seller and gave a broad grin.

    The girl was dressed in her military uniform. A bright red formfitting jumpsuit . Her Sai and tessen were visibly holstered into the grooves and pouches on her jumpsuit. Shimiko wasn't about to go to war at this exact moment but she had just come from training. She also preferred not to get meat-juice on her regular clothes. The blonde smiled at the stall owner and he gave a veritable salute to the ANBU Captain.

    "Hai Boko!"
    "My Lady Shimiko! Once again you grace me with your presence!"

    The man bowed and she couldn't help but chuckle. He always made grand gestures when she stopped by and though it was embarrassing, part of her liked the flattery.

    "What do you have for me today?"
    "For you? Only the best! Boy! Come here!"

    Boko called his apprentice forward and the young man presented a slat of choice cuts. Boko often saved the best parts for her and was careful to pre-season them just the way she liked. As one of the greatest Bukijutsu specialists in the world, Shimiko appreciated his attention to detail. The man was a perfectionist and it was what kept her coming back. The apprentice held up the slate as Boko pointed to each cut:

    "Tiger liver poached with a bit of goat milk just the way you like it, a beautiful standing owl chop, a bit of bat rib, I can have those wrapped in the grape leaves I was telling you about and of course, and as you know our personal favorite...."

    Boko paused and stared at the cut. To most people there'd be nothing wrong with the piece of meat his finger was pointing at. However, for a discerning bush meat enthusiast, they'd be able to tell that the fine goat steak before them was slightly misshapen. The damage wasn't severe, in fact, Shimiko would have readily bought the item. It was still of a superior quality and cut than what you could find in most supermarkets. Boko, however, was a perfectionist and this simply would not do.

    "Boy....did you miscut my favorite piece of meat? The meat that Lady Shimiko also favors when she visits this stall?"

    The butcher's finger was trembling now and there was an unspeakable rage in his eyes. Shimiko recognized the look and tried to step in.

    "Hey its okay...I still...."
    "No! I'm sorry Lady Shimiko, forgive my insolence but this simply cannot stand! You are too valuable a customer and your tastes far too exquisite to be insulted with this mediocrity."

    He turned to his apprentice and began shouting at the young man. "HOW DARE YOU BOY! YOU'VE SHAMED MY BUSINESS AND EMBARRASSED ME IN FRONT OF OUR CLAN'S CHAMPION! I SHOULD HAVE PICKED JOBO AS MY APPRENTICE! HOW DARE YOU!!"

    And off he went. The butcher was screaming bloody murder and Shimiko was left standing there in the most awkward position possible. Other people in the market began turning around and watching the drama unfold. She scratched the back of her head and laughed nervously unsure of what to do. Normally, she'd step in and tell him to stop but she knew that disciplining one's subordinates was a natural part of the learning process. As ANBU Captain, she had occasionally made a big deal of minor mistakes. She did this so as to instill in her analysts and operatives the fact that there could be no missteps in the service of Lighting Country's national security. It was her career and she took it seriously. She expected those who served under her to approach it with the same discipline. While she didn't approve of Boko doing it so publicly, it would be wrong of her to stop him from acting similarly. It would only undermine his authority if she exercised her power to stop him. Instead, she looked on as Boko continued to cause a scene. Out of nowhere, the bushmeat salesman pointed a finger at a random Chinoike in the market. A blonde much like Shimiko.


    "You! Young man! Come here! Look at this trash! Does this look like Prime Wangchuk Goat Steak to you?"

    Oh God no... Shimiko thought as she looked over to the unsuspecting victim. He was being roped into this drama against his will and she was powerless to stop it.


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    Picking the Right Pickle (Specialty Flashback) 1pwf20

    Character Name: Shimiko Chinoike
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: C
    • Stamina: A
    • Speed: A
    • Coordination: A
    • Intelligence:  A
    • Perception: A

    Limit Break Points:

    • Physical: 1
    • Technique: 1
    • Destiny: 1


    Gear

    • 2x Kālīkoroshimasu
    • 10x Serrated Kunai
    • Six Sai of Serration
    • Chinowakugumi Armour
    • Twin Tessen of Terror


    Link to Character Updates: https://gladiusnarutorp.forumotion.com/t344-shimiko-s-updates
    Link to Character Application: https://gladiusnarutorp.forumotion.com/t260-shimiko-chinoike
    Link to Known Techniques:

    Shimiko's ANBU Mask
    Kuro
    Kuro
    Genin

    Village : Kumogakure
    Posts : 11
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 29

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    Post by Kuro on Tue Jun 30, 2020 5:33 pm

    It had been some time since Kuro had his encounter with Damien Darhk, the owner of that establishment wherein Kuro had been bestowed his set of standard Kumo shinobi gear and where he had also placed a couple of orders for custom-made weaponry. Since then, Kuro had gotten back to his training and study in preparation for the missions he would be doing in the foreseeable future.On this particular day, Kuro had been back from a recent round of training in the Kumo training fields and intense secluded study in the Chinoike clan's library as was his usual habit, and had grown peckish due to not having had any meal for the better part of the day. So, he had decided to visit the famous...or rather infamous Chinoike Clan Wet Market to procure the items necessary for his next meal and also some for his parents since he was planning to stop by later in the evening. He was currently examining some bat meat which he found exquisite in the way of hors d'oeuvres when all of a sudden the usual dull roar was suddenly intensified several-fold to a deafening cacophony. As if that were not enough, his reverie was cut short abruptly when he heard the Wet Market's best bushmeat vendor calling him over.

    So, needless to say, he headed over to see what the matter was and coincidentally, Lady Shimiko, the wife of the current head of the clan, present as well at that particular stall. So, upon arrival, he nodded to her, saying

    "Ah, do mine callow genin eyes spy Lady Shimiko? This is truly an honor to encounter you in this hallowed locale and amidst this exquisite milieu indeed."

    He said and then, as he waited for her remark, he turned to the bushmeat vendor who was still yelling at his apprentice and answered his question with a slight smirk on his thin, firm lips and his obsidian-like eyes glinting with the light and force of his suppressed mirth at seeing the apprentice's discomfiture

    "Certainly not. My, now this is TRULY a travesty, to be sure. How EVER will this hapless apprentice of yours atone for this most CARDINAL of sins?

    Of course, he could have refuted the man's argument or stepped in to defend the apprentice, but seeing the apprentice squirm like he was doing under the strain of the mounting pressure on him was too much to resist and so it led him to indulge his hidden penchant for mind games and his even more hidden penchant for sadism as well. As he spoke, his voice was revealed to be a rich, resounding baritone but hypnotically melodious one which seemed to hold the other common folk spellbound for the duration of his remarks. Then, he fell silent with his toothy smirk even wider now as he watched the events unfold before him.




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    Shimiko Chinoike
    Shimiko Chinoike
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    Post by Shimiko Chinoike on Tue Jun 30, 2020 10:23 pm

    The young man that had been brought over appeared to be a gentleman, although his choice of words was rather strange. She smiled and nodded not sure whether to apologize for getting him mixed up in all this. She gave him a smile and replied "Yeah its nice to meet you" she would have loved to continue the conversation if not for the roar of the angered butcher. The man's screaming made it impossible to even consider changing the subject to something less dramatic.

    Kuro didn't seem to mind though. He answered Boko's question with complete honesty. He called it a "travesty" and the "most cardinal of sins." Shimiko wondered if he was being sarcastic but when he smirked after giving his evaluation, she realized he was serious. Shimiko frowned and shot Kuro an annoyed look. She had hoped he would extinguish the man's anger with compassion and conciliatory remarks. She didn't expect him to outright lie, but it wouldn't kill him to throw the apprentice a compliment or something to show that the cut was not as offensive as the butcher made it out to be. Shimiko hadn't been asked but if she had, she'd have tried to throw cold water on the tirade not gasoline. She folded her arms and pursed her lips as she noticed how much pleasure Kuro appeared to be deriving from the situation.

    "YOU HERE THAT BOY! A TRAVESTY! I SHOULD WRING YOUR NECK FOR TRYING TO RUIN MY BUSINESS!"
    "B-b-but M-master I-!"
    "SILENCE LECH! IF YOU SPENT HALF AS MUCH TIME PERFECTING YOUR CUTTING TECHNIQUE AS YOU DO CHASING SKIRTS YOU WOULD NOT HAVE MUTILATED THE BEST PART OF THE GOAT!"

    Apparently the butcher was leaning into the Kuro's grandiose proclamation of the cut's inferiority. Shimiko knew Boko could be a tad bit dramatic but this was going overboard. She had surmised that he enjoyed having an audience and he had made quite the disturbance when selling to her. In the past, his exuberance had always been positive but now that he knew he had another Chinoike egging on his more negative passions, he fell into "outraged master" role headfirst. After shouting straight into the apprentice's face, Boko grabbed a switch from a nearby table.

    Oh no!

    As if to answer Kuro's question, he held the rod high and shook it menacingly. He grabbed his apprentice by his arm to hold him in place. Boko wasn't particularly strong and if the apprentice wanted to he could probably escape the man's grip. However, working for the best butcher in the Chinoike Clan Wet Market was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Perhaps the kid had calculated that taking a beating was worth the pile of cash he'd make once he had learned all there was to know from the master.

    "I have his atonement right here! What say you young man? Should I tan his hide for his carelessness?"

    This is getting out of hand!

    The apprentice looked to Kuro with pleading eyes. The switch wouldn't inflict permanent damage to his body but his pride would probably never recover. Being whipped like a child in the wet market would kill this teenager's love prospects for at least a decade perhaps more. Like a Roman Emperor passing judgment via Pollice verso, Kuro would decide his fate.

    Shimiko suddenly grew still and her expression shifted from nervous to serious. It was a precarious position. The butcher was definitely no longer putting on a show for her, he was putting on a show for himself. Either that or he really did take his craft that seriously. A good chunk of the wet market was looking to her now. It wasn't unheard of for a master to whip his apprentice for screwing up, but doing so in such a public manner was bad form. They wouldn't interfere but all eyes were on her to step in. She held back for the time being. If Kuro could scuttle the man's anger then maybe she wouldn't have to exercise her authority to check him. He'd be able to back down on his own accord without having to endure stories about how the Lady of the Chinoike Clan had put him in his place. She did like his meat (pause) and it'd be a shame if their relationship soured over this.

    She looked to the fellow blonde to see how he'd respond.


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    Picking the Right Pickle (Specialty Flashback) 1pwf20

    Character Name: Shimiko Chinoike
    Stats:

    • Strength: D
    • Constitution: C
    • Stamina: A
    • Speed: A
    • Coordination: A
    • Intelligence:  A
    • Perception: A

    Limit Break Points:

    • Physical: 1
    • Technique: 1
    • Destiny: 1


    Gear

    • 2x Kālīkoroshimasu
    • 10x Serrated Kunai
    • Six Sai of Serration
    • Chinowakugumi Armour
    • Twin Tessen of Terror


    Link to Character Updates: https://gladiusnarutorp.forumotion.com/t344-shimiko-s-updates
    Link to Character Application: https://gladiusnarutorp.forumotion.com/t260-shimiko-chinoike
    Link to Known Techniques:

    Shimiko's ANBU Mask
    Kuro
    Kuro
    Genin

    Village : Kumogakure
    Posts : 11
    Join date : 2020-06-24
    Age : 29

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    Post by Kuro Yesterday at 8:00 am

    Kuro had been enjoying watching the scene and taking in the poor apprentice's discomfiture to be sure, but in part he had also been sarcastic in his earlier remarks. He had thought that the bushmeat vendor would understand his hidden sarcasm, but apparently that was not the case. Furthermore, it seemed to him that Shimiko had become rather miffed with him for his antics, judging from that glare she shot him in reaction to him egging the shopkeeper on. So, he broke eye contact with her which he had made when she glared at him earlier, sighed briefly, and in the interest of not evoking her ire any further as it would probably have unsavory consequences for him, he decided to step in, especially since the apprentice was now looking at him with pleading eyes as well.

    So this apprentice is a rather amorous young man eh? Well then...

    Kuro thought for a few moments and then responded, though his face still showed that same amused smirk from earlier

    "Hmm, as far as atonement is concerned, corporal punishment rarely maintains its efficacy beyond the initial encounter. Therefore, perhaps there is a more impactful punishment for this errant disciple of yours, sir. You see, to EFFECTIVELY punish someone or something for their mistakes, snatching away that which they hold dear...in your apprentice's case, his predilection for indulging his amorous nature, would be ideal, in my opinion."

    He paused there for a few moments to collect his thoughts and then resumed

    "So, here is my suggestion to you...if your protégé is TRULY the don juan or lothario that you allege he is, then instead of administering physical punishment in a public locale such as this; perhaps it would be more prudent to shackle him to his workstation and force him to work on cut after cut relentlessly until such a time that it becomes veritably second nature to him to deliver EXACTLY the modicum of superlative quality which passes your exalted standards?"

    He looked about the area at all the people who were now staring at their small group and while gesturing to them, he spoke again

    "This accomplishes 3 objectives, you see: the first; Lady Shimiko will not be forced to step in to curb the punishment which subsequently leads to the preservation of the amicable relationship you have with her, the second; these onlookers will realize your magnanimity and perhaps you will gain more clients and customers as a result, and third; you will not only be punishing your disciple, but also instructing him in the CORRECT methodology of preparing the cuts you display and sell to any customers. So, what say you, good sir?"

    He said and then fell silent to gauge the reactions of everyone around, but most of all, Lady Shimiko as she was associated with the current clan head and thus, was his superior.




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