Suzume was wiping her lips with the back of her arm as Jun was getting dressed, the sparrow nin herself followed not so soon after. In the distance, she heard of the sound of Watanabe wolves barking and howling. The noise had roused them from their sleep, and they in turn would make sure nobody could rest after.<br/><br/>A few people didn't know the technique or its signifigance. A lot of villagers called out to their neighbors all drowzy asking for explanations. A few ninja like Jun knew it wasn't anything ordinary... And on the roof opposite of their building one of Daimyo's Guards was sprinting atop. She seemed to heading straight for the location of the sound.<br/><br/>Suzume was not far behind Jun as she bolted through the village. She was somewhat scantily clad, in a woman's fundoshi and her usual tube top. Apart from the gauze on her limbs and her ninja sandals, she may as well have followed Jun naked. Not that it was too different from her usual attire...<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"There are 361 tenketsu in the human body." The man explained as he pressed his thumb into Tashi's forehead, "Closing even<em>one</em>- the right one... can<strong>paralyze</strong>a ninja. Imagine such a technique, taken to the height of its power."<br/><br/>Tashi felt his fingers burrowing deeper into the points at his neck and forehead.  "The world is not so different. A single strike at the right fracture-" Mustering all his strength, the youth managed to break free from the attempt to freeze his tenketsu. The man seemed a little put off, either from being interrupted or from his technique's failure.<br/><br/>The swordsman ducked low, his body still sore and his muscles tensing up- he only barely managed to escape the man's hold and initiate his counter attack. When he whirled around, his blade cut only air. Again, the man's unusual fighting technique... it never matched the swordsman's speed. And yet his attacks were so easily dodged. For so long as the man was aware of his opponent, he was untouchable. The Zankenteki was the closest Tashi had gotten to hitting him while he was able to fight back. The edge of the blade just narrowly missed the intruder's arm as he stepped back.<br/><br/>The stranger narrowed his eyes at Tashi as he spoke. One green and one blue... it seemed somehow significant. That though they'd never met, Tashi should have known who he was. He could only offer a sardonic smile at his words, perhaps an admission or approval... He lowered his stance and weaved in between Tashi's defenses. Instead of a pin point strike on one of his chakra coils, the man clutched at the youth's side instead as he passed by. His other hand came up, planting firm on the base of the Mibu swordsman's spine. Rather than shattering a single tenketsu and interrupting the flow of Chakra, the technique instead seemed to be... sending his chakra everywhere except where it needed to be. The man's own chakra was forcing itself into his body... diverting the natural flow of energy as it forced its own way through like a poison in his system.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Five-foot step<br/>Move; Exploit Weakness<br/>Chakra Control to identify technique (DC 24)<br/>Melee Touch Attack; 23<br/>Fortitude Save (DC: 22) or be paralyzed.<br/></div></div>