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Technological Revenge, and It's Effect... (Saph and Neshimo)

"A book, I'd recognize the smell if paper anywhere." A slight grin appears on his face, reading so many books while he was still helping children. Even the smallest sound of the book rustling it's papers was enough too tip me off. "Though I suppose theres more too this than just smelling a book?"
 
"Keep going..." She said, not wanting to give away the dried flower inside. Yes, he loved the smell of a book and paper, but there were subtleties that he needed to learn to smell in order to sense the Stealth Units. They were a tricky bunch, and often masked their scent in many ways... she wanted to teach him how to scent the slightest change in his environment. It wouldn't be easy, and would take a long time, but... well, she would do it if she had to.
 
"Book smells...sweeter than most." Saying with a weird tone, he actually tries too smell this time getting a hint nature from the book. "...It's never easy with this training is it...there is a plant inside the book." I say confidently, though not able too identify the plant directly, I can still smell it. "I have a feeling everything your going too be making me smell is a trick isn't it?"
 
"Not everything, but most things. I'm training your nose to smell the more subtler scents, those masked by other sources." She paused, opened the book, and said "Now, smell it again. If you can tell me what exactly you're smelling, I'll remove the blindfold for now. Or you can keep it on, if you want." She didn't care, save that the longer he had it on the more accustomed he would be to hearing and listening instead of relying on sight. She felt that was a good thing no matter what you did with your life, as there was always a risk of being deceived through your eyes, but not the rest of you.
 
"...Alright." After 3 long breaths of the air around me, he tries too think back of everything he'd smelled so far, everything from his past. It's certainly a familiar smell, something that's itched his mind since before this whole idea. Slowly, ever so slowly, a small smile, almost barely noticeable, is continued after a small wet spot near the left side of his blindfold, where the corner of his left eye should be. "Bleu Bells...a dried Bleu Bell if I'm smelling it right."
 
A smile, so that was what the flower was called? "Correct, it's a dried flower." She didn't remember how she'd gotten it, but it wasn't important. The important part was that he knew what it was, and could move on. "Now, I'm going to take the blindfold off, unless you want to keep it on until it's time for the mission." Her face once more impassive she reached for her pack to put the book back inside.
 
"I'd rather take it off for now. For now my sight is my best option until I get used too this, so if you please." Turning his back towards her too take off the blindfold, this really was not much like he expected the training too be, but it was helpful none the less. It'd take a while, a long while, for him too even be able too identify smells that are foreign and guess, though her smell, a human smell, that would be the worst too get used too. "We can set up the mines after this, and maybe think of some other traps hmm?"
 
"Certainly. I could possibly..." Her voice trailed off as she removed the blindfold, untying him was fine, but something was wrong. She couldn't place the problem, only that something in the back of her mind was bothering her. Was it the flower? No, something else. Blue bell, the flower? No, not that either. When she couldn't figure it out she just shook her head, removing the cloth and stepping back. "Probably set down the mines while you worked on the traps."
 
Looking at the sky, then his watch, a small shiver comes too mind. "We might wanna hurry for a bit, didn't know we went this long." Running over too the road, he takes out some wire from my pockets and begin tying it too the surrounding trees. "I'm just doing this for my own protection, you can probably see them so be careful placing the mines." A worried tone, the wires are thin, harder too see even during the highest afternoon. "After the mines go off, to a few attacks too get them on you, then lead them into the wires. Then you can go back in, while I pick off any stragglers."
 
A swift nod, she understood. Grabbing a few of the mines she moved quickly away from his area of work to place them, moving with an economic efficiency. One here, one there, one in the middle of the road, return for some more. Careful not to jostle them she stepped with grace, the top of her body seeming to glide off of the ground, little to no dips in her step, and a few more on the road, some towards the trap Jamil was setting up, step over that wire and put one inside the trap, away from where Jamil would be waiting. "Anywhere in particular you want the remaining mines?" THere were three left.
 
"I see." Looking around, he comes up with something to do with them, and snaps off a bit of wire for her. "Here, hang them up by the branches in the trees, as a counter measure just encase anything goes wrong, we blow them and retreat." Just as a back up plan, he switched too poison tipped, so if he doesn't get the heart on the first shot, the poison will be close enough to the heart that they wont get far.
 
Saphire nodded, taking the wire and tying it to the mines, putting them up one-by-one on the branches. Once they were hung she moved some of said branches so the mines were not visible, eyes glancing around carefully. Yes, everything was there but not visible, yes she could get around, no she was not worried about Jamil being blown to bits. "I'll wait in the trees by the road, then." She took out her lazor-swords, unlit, and walked over to the area.
 
"Alright, wait for the explosion, then go right in, stick too the plan, and good luck on your end." Same as last time, she's the distraction, quick and nimble, and he takes them down when they come too attack her. He could do close range archery, though it's not a need, and it saves their energy. With that, the tire tracks and roaring engines can be heard coming down from about three/fourths of a mile off, and he draws back, aiming somewhere very specific.
 
Saphire nodded at him again, smearing her cheeks with the nature-paint and rushing towards the spot she had chosen earlier. She sat, finger on the ignition for her sword, and waited for the transport to arrive. Her mind, refusing to stay quiet like normal, went over why she had talked to him about her hobby. It wasn't even that important of a hobby, wouldn't cause a problem for them, and yet she'd felt compelled to answer.... and sisters? She only remembered Mangetsu, how could she have had more than one? She shook her head, now wasn't the time to think about it... now was the time to focus on the mission. Quietly she told herself, almost angrily, "focus, Saphire. Focus."
 
"SAPHIRE, WAKE UP!" A loud shout comes from his voice, sounding more hoarse and commanding. Just as she snapped out of it, the convoys front tires pop out from the land mines, and battering the engines till the are filling the air with their black smoke. Just enough too stop them, and also just enough too not engulf the whole truck with flames. The second truck comes from behind and repeats the same process on the mines placed further above, though the soldiers are already out of the first truck, responding immediately and scanning the area and the second convoy opens. "There already out searching for you! Attack then lead them into the forest!"
 
Saphire replies the only way she can, becoming a burst of silent motion. To the right? None, left? Ah, there's the first victim... and she cut the gun the man held with her energy-sword, knocking him out when the movement granted extra momentum to the roundhouse kick she followed with. One down, plenty left to go. She catapulted towards the next one, narrowly missing the fired bullet as a result of her sudden change in direction, cutting this one's arm off. The man, obviously not used to combat, screamed and ran off. That's two, and by the sound of it several others were headed her way. Taking the moment to hide back in the forest she said, almost apologetically, "Got a bit distracted."


That was why she wanted a partner... sometimes she thought too much.
 
"It's fine, just glad your back with me." Confidently, his first kill goes with the one who ran off, picking him off, and his hand let go relatively easy. Maybe for his want too protect his partner, though he couldn't think about such things now. They were coming into the trap, and one by one, as they rush into the forest 2 lose their heads from running straight in and 4 others become limp from the wires cutting into their flesh like a knife too butter. A warning for the others not too trespass here, most soldiers pick a direction and begin hip firing into the forest. "Good, lets finish them off, I've got your back, just take down as many as you can." Saying as much, an arrow hits right through the chest of the spray and pray solider too the right. "We also have a side option too capture the commander for ransom, it's only optional though don't push yourself."
 
Saphire smirked, the commander? Well... that was easy enough, if she just knocked him out. Once more she catapulted from her hidden spot, knocking out two of them in a flurry of movement, not even registering that one of her legs and her torso were cut by the prey, their now unconscious forms begging to be killed, but she wouldn't. No, she was already moving forward, onto the next pair, keeping an eye out for the medals that would signal someone higher-up. Oh yes, she wanted that bounty... it'd go towards them having more money, always a good thing. If only because it would clear the way when they got to the city... where combat wasn't the only, or best, option. "If you see him paralyze him, we'll take the chance."
 
"If you say so..." She is confident, which is always good, though I don't want her too be pushed too far. Bringing out two arrows, I take out the ones following up behind too cut her again. "Watch your back, again it's optional, don't go so far. If you die here, all the other missions go down the drain." A strain of arrows, and other trying to get out of the fight, pierce the heart of the targets she misses. "Don't be a martyr yet."
 
"If you die here it's over. You, at least, have to live..." A memory, one she hadn't catalogued, but no, now wasn't the time, "I won't." No, she was too early in the game for that. Still, strike, blow, another bullet ran past, this time grazing her arm, she doesn't notice. Instead she takes him down, rushing forward, the devil's luck the only thing keeping her from a death blow. Down he went, then the woman fainted. Saphire snorted, "A faint? Really?" A thrown dagger, a nick on her cheek, her own thrown dagger an answer. The first kill, his neck exploding in metal and blood. It had been too long, she was loosing her touch... her mouth twisted into a frown. Poison, bah. I'll be fine until they're gone. Then I'll focus on the antidote. She bends down, takes the dagger she'd been cut with, moves on to the next group, slower now.
 
"Tsk...Damnit." A long sigh from Jamil, as he begins rushing in and dropping his bow down too help her with close range. He grabs a body from the many taken down, and throws it at the two of them, not losing his velocity as his power gloves will not be put into use. Normally, holding back, he'd just knock them out, though seeing as it has too be one shot too kill this time, he'll have too shatter rib cages completely. Oyomado Karate, kicking the breaking most guards arms, then ribs as they continue to try and block his strength, seeing her slowed he then turn to their sides, wanting too take out the last 10 of the guards. Though zero words for his partner, he gives a serious look, one more than any he's ever given, then continues on.
 
This was one bonus she wasn't getting. Forget the boss, scare them enough to leave, run and never return. She fades into the forest, giving him a nod and using the myriad of daggers and needles she had on her, piercing gun arms and necks, ending lives where before she had been simply forcing them unconscious. Over time the movements became her whole world, the poison taking it's toll, she ceased running around, just aiming from a tree at anyone who came close, until finally the body count became so large that those who came close ran as soon as they saw the body. Saphire didn't know how many she'd killed, nor how many Jamil had, only that if it didn't end soon she'd be no use to him for the rest of the night. It wasn't deadly, the poison was meant only to slow her down, a sedative rather than a neurotoxin.
 
"Come here..." Another throw to those that escaped, but without his bow, they all might as well have gotten away. "Damnit..." A look to the sky as he takes out his PDA too sync the mission ahs been half completely, sending the details to base. Hopefully they can do something before another truck comes too take the supplies back. A small plan too delay them, he tires wire too the truck entrances, putting that in his details of the mission as well then goes too Saphire, and leans over, his back facing her and arms out behind him too support her. "Come on...they'll call for back up any minute and I still have too pack up the camp site."
 
Saphire, now completely spent, just dropped from the branch onto the ground, a painful-sounding thud his reply. Slowly, clumsily, she got to her feet, wobbling slightly from combined blood-loss and the sedative-type poison. Stumbling over to him she did the only thing she could think of, clutched one of his arms as support, and let her knees unlock. "I'm not going to be much use, Jamil." she knew it, and sounded slightly ashamed, her face and eyes still blank. "This is... all I can handle right now." She refused to drop into the comforting blackness just yet.
 
"Come on..." A quick sweep of her legs, seeing as how weak they are, and he lifts her up quickly, carrying her body with his arms. Another sigh escapes from his lips as he carries her over too the tree and sets her down near the camp site. "Stay here for a second okay? I need too pack up..." Turning off my power gloves, as too conserve energy, he begins quickly packing up. It's alot so he may have too use them again, but by calculation they'll last him long enough for the next mission, and he can recharge there.
 

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