#chaton-encore

@chaton-encore

The Doctor smiled as he looked at the captured Na’vi warrior, floating in the tank. The brave had been captured when attacking a land rover group with his band, but he had been the only survivor, thus giving the humans their opportunity.

They were going to put the scientist into the warrior’s body instead of a custom cloned Na’vi body in the hopes of using him as a trojan horse to try and stop the rebel Jake Sully from doing more damage. The trick was to keep some of the Na’vi’s knowledge in the body. Obviously it would be a dead give-away if the former fluent Na’vi only spoke English and didn’t know their customs and ways.

When it came time to break in shit had hit the fan right off the bat. Medic nin were tending to the working girls in various degrees of dress and taking them to hospitals, Hyugga clansmen were using their skills to peer through walls making sure everyone was found, whilst members of the Nara clan took it upon themselves to capture patrons.

A weary Sakura had been leading the field effort for the medics when a subordinate had explained about several of the working girls asking about a 'Reno' meaning there was still someone missing. From what she pieced together they'd been born into this life and the bosses special pet for years.

Moving up to a group of ninja she spoke her voice flat and even. "We're one worker short. Answers to Reno, flaming red hair and apparently the boss kept them on a short leash a personal pet. Apparently they were born into this life."

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Deeper in the compound in a hidden room Reno lay on a bed hair fanned out on a bed under him making a flaming halo. He was bound to the bed wrists and ankles covered in visible bruises with a hastily applied genjutsu to keep him asleep, covering him was a simple blanket and a hastily thrown on yukata of the deepest black with bright red accents to match his hair.

//From Grodd//

On a table full of food (mun decides if it also involves food play)

“Yo Leslie,” the young SOLDIER called out. They’d just got back from what was, all things considered, a successful mission. Who knew how packed their schedule would be in the coming days – he figured they should celebrate while they had the time.

For @chaton-encore​ || ??? Verse

Gently footsteps were barely heard as the new face looked around the glowing streets. So this was Wall Market. It definitely was as it described. The figure wandering around holding her bag , looking for the right building.

Some side comments would be made for she stood out from the crowd with an unusual mop of magenta and golden blonde hair.

She was about to ask someone for directions, admitting to herself that she was lost, before she lost focus and then bumped into someone hard enough to fall on the ground!

"There's a gym in Wall Market if you're ever looking to improve that ass, pretty boy"

//asdfghjkl Leslie please-\\

Rate my muse’s butt