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Westly sat in a back room in the Delinquent Deathblow. It had the look of a living room or a den, complete with a couple easy chairs, a couch, a bookshelf, and a writing desk. There was a coffee table converted into a makeshift snack bar, heavy on candies but with some small sandwiches and chips. Westly himself was seated behind the desk, a number of textbooks and notebooks sprawled out in front of him, some of them dealing with Genjutsu, but just as many dealing with psychology and philosophy.

Westly was... somewhat skilled at making money. He usually had more than enough for minor expenses, and so he'd allotted himself a nice little budget for his research, such as it was. It turned out that while a number of people used Genjutsu, only a handful of people in Gaioh were particularly GOOD at it. Furthermore, most of those didn't seem to really understand the half of what they were doing. Westly had ideas for new and interesting techniques, things that seemed so fascinating and useful, surely someone greater than he had already set them to paper!

And yet, once he trolled the deepest depths of the library (an endeavor made far safer by Chaos's absence), he'd found just how uncharted the territory was.

His newest "assistants", by which he should right refer to as "guinea pigs", should be arriving shortly. The snacks were the least he could do. Sure, they were getting paid for this, and he was going to try to make it as painless and enjoyable as possible... but, well, some things couldn't be avoided. If it came down to it, Westly lacked the heartlessly sadistic tendencies of a typical Genjutsu specialist; he'd hurt people only if it unavoidable and he'd hate every minute of it.

Westly looked a little surprised. "A chuunin? Hrmm. Now THIS could be interesting. Well, have a seat, help yourself to some snacks, I'll be with you in a moment."

He began jotting down some notes.

Subject: Hideki Tougura. A chuunin of the Ichijin clan. Wind Jutsu specialist. Veteran of the Skywalker Rebellion, notable for being one of the few Ichijin that remained loyal to the village. Accounts of his mental capacities are erratic; combined with a tendency towards impulsiveness, I suspect a sharp intelligence dulled by ADHD.

Recommendation: Higher-ranked, more intelligent, and more experienced ninjas tend to be more resistant to Genjutsu. Attempting to break down his defenses may prove to be a fruitful form of endurance training. Given his impulsiveness, he may respond well to experiments in provocation. Furthermore, as a war veteran, attempting to dredge up his memories of the incident could be both informative and, as something that was likely traumatic for him, difficult.

Techniques to be Tested:
-Matador Style
-Id Projection
-Turn the Page

He reminds me of my younger self...

Tougura simply gave a nod at Shin's greeting before proceeding to sit. He knew all of what genjutsu could do to a person if they weren't careful about it. Eating now could have some...rather nasty results so he chose to stay clear of the "snacks".

upon hearing that westly was testing genjutsu on willing participant's Pyroka quickly jumped at the offer.

pyroka walked into the room where westly was performing the tests quickly noticing two of his acquaintance's " hello shin,tougura. How long has it been" Pyroka then noticed his old friend "hello Westly I've been meaning to see you but that can wait for a later time" Pyroka then took a seat in one of the chairs.

Westly was going to overstep his budget and his management skills if he let anymore applicants in. Westly closed the door to the room and locked it, more as a statement of his wish that no one opened it than anything else. Not like it mattered, ultimately; Westly would probably have more trouble breaking it down than any of his subjects, if it came down to it. It was a normal door; Shin could probably smash it to pieces with his bare hands.

"Alright, well, you probably know this already if you read the mission statement, so I'll be concise. You'll need to follow simple orders, nothing terribly difficult or embarrassing. I need you to be as descriptive as possible about what you're experiencing when you're under the effects of my techniques.

"The first jutsu I'll be testing is a simple, if useful, utilitarian technique, used for interrogation purposes. I call it Id Projection."

Westly dropped a Mist Bead. The mist wasn't terribly thick, but in an enclosed room of this size, it would take days to dissipate. Westly needed the mist as a medium for most of his Figments, and it was important that he used up as little of his chakra as possible; he was going to need a lot until he got the conversion rates right for the technique.

A Mist Clone of Pyroka manifested itself out of the surrounding clouds. "The technique is simple: when asked a direct question, if a person knows the answer, they will instinctively think of it, regardless of whether or not they then consciously say something else. Id Projection simply cuts out the middle man. Once performed, the Mist Clone will be connected to the subject. Regardless of what the subject tries to say, the clone, or "projection", will say what the subject REALLY feels. So if I asked Pyroka what color the sky was, and he said "Green", the projection would still say..."

"It's blue," said the copy of Pyroka.

Westly nodded. "Right. Now. I'm pleased with the group makeup, currently. The progression of testing will go..." He paused, looking from Pyroka to Shin and back. "...the two of you Janken for it, or come to a decision with each other. Tougura will be last, since, as a Chuunin, his defenses will probably be the highest. Whoever goes first is going to submit to it willingly just to see if it works at all, and whoever goes second will, like Tougura, attempt to actively resist the technique. This will allow for a neatly tiered escalation of difficulty on my part. You may help yourself to some snacks or some of my books whenever you're not actively being tested. If you have any questions or concerns, now would be a good time to voice them. Once we begin the mission, requesting to leave will be considered on par with surrender or retreat and will be marked as such on your permanent record. I'd hate to have to report that you failed a D-rank mission." Westly smirked a little at that last bit. Westly wasn't MEAN or CRUEL, per se, but he definitely was kind of a d**k sometimes. Mostly when it was funnier than being nice.

Westly cocked an eyebrow. "They're... ready... now...." he restated, slightly baffled by the question. "Once we're done here, I'll give them to you, along with a more detailed explanation of what I did."

Westly nodded. "Any other questions?"

“Since a clone of Pyroka has been conjured he can go first. I’ll wait. Do you agree Pyroka?” Shin said as he turned his head towards him. Shin glance around the room to checking his surroundings, seeking for something out of the ordinary.