#boyofthecursedtemple

A man sat in the cell, heshin sack other his head and wearing a fresh pair of rags, a fact that Kiba did not miss the irony in. The Inuzuka was quite new to the force, but had sat in on many of the interrogations and even some of the torture sessions. He had learnt from the best and was feeling eager to try out his new skills.

Looking other at the other Force member, the man blew a cloud of cigarette smoke in Kiba's face which annoyed him greatly. His nose was sensitive and the piss head new it making Kiba curse and send him out of the room so he could get started. Ino had already taken a crack at reading the guys mind, using her clan skills and personal sexual allure to attempt to break him though she had reported that he seemed to have a continuous prayer in his head, guarding anyone who took a mental approach.

Kiba opened the door, shutting it behind him. It would only open to his chakra signature or one of the other squad members or any of the high ranking shinobi. Rows of tables with many different tools and devices lying upon them sat at the sides of the room, giving Kiba plenty of option on how to start... but he had his own brand of psychological breaking he could do.

"So... I hear you're a religious guy," Kiba stated, leaving the man bound and the bag on his head for now.