The Birth of Duo Series - First Era of Puppetry the Legendary Sannin Collection

Jazz was eager, having woken up early left her hotel and made her way to the main dome specifically to await the shipment of materials she would need to create her first collection of puppets namely the Legendary Sannin Collection. Apparently on the surface it was day time, a solar eclipse to be specific so the scenery in Dipugakure had changed to support that. She was excited and she had recieved a notice from Lynx-sama that she wished to see these puppets once they were created after all she had known Jazz's "mothers" secret technique of incorporating the treck part of a chakra skate into the framework of a puppet. It was elemental conduit weaponry fused with puppetry and while Lynx had been furious to learn of it, she was pacified with the knowledge that Jazz knew it and thus it could be kept within the clan. She couldn't control Jasmine however but seeing as her "mother" was the only Pledge Queen she was needed at the moment to continue to create regalia besides she couldn't just kill Jasmine off she was protected by the Shogunate.

All of this had been explained to Jazz and she had kept up a blank facial expression the conditioning had left her able to hide her emotions and while she still was slightly resentful towards her "mother" she was inwardly happy that she was deemed untouchable by Lynx-sama. She didn't want any of the few people she cared about in the world to die even if she herself couldn't associate with them as it wasn't acceptable for the heiress of the Kukinorite clan to do so. While she waited she would look around hoping to spot something someone dropped or anything she could keep for herself. Thankfully she spot a specific sort of plant growing in the sidewalk, moving closer to identify exactly what it could be.

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Luckily today the mail terminal wasnt very busy. Jazz would find herself at the front of the line with just maybe two people ahead of her. After a few minutes the man on duty would call out, "NEXT!" Signifying it was her turn to step up. If she did simply enough he would crack his neck and raise his eyebrow, looking down at the little girl. He would then look around and call out to the surrounding. "Hey! Did someone lose their kid? Anyone? Little girl here, she belong to anyone?" He looked at the crowd to see if anyone would speak up. Surely this toddler hadnt wandered far from her parents.

Jazz wasn't really amused and would simply move her hair a bit so her bangs weren't showing her forehead protector thus showing him that she was a shinobi before speaking. Can I just have my order and go. The serial number is 039034930, going to a one Jazz D. Kukinorite. Jazz said her eyes narrowing as she hated that people always figured she was some kind of tyke and didn't take her seriously. Lynx-sama had reassured her however that now was the best time for her to engage in assasination mission training due to that, her small unassuming size and adorable face would cause most targets to let their guard down, at least right before she tore out their throat. She would quell the murderous thoughts bouncing around in her mind for now she just wanted her stuff so she could make her puppets already the longer it took the more restless she'd get even if she could hide it behind a stoic facial expression.

The man laughed and crossed his arms. "Must be a nova child. So cute and well worded. But i have no time to play with a kid so why dont you go give that headband back to your-" the man stopped speaking as a phone began to ring. He walked away from the counter to answer it and after he did his face paled slightly. He turned to look at Jazz then back toward the phone. "Understood..." he would say before hanging up and walking back to the counter, an awkward forced smile upon his face. "039034930 was it? On moment please..." He would say before walking behind a curtain in the back.

After a few minutes a different person, this one female with elfish features walked out with a massive crate on her shoulder. She walked up to Jazz and then placed the crate next to her. "Jazz D. Kukinorite? Heres your package. For an extra hundred xel we can deliver it to your residence if you wish," she would say looking the toddler up and down wondering how she would carry all this. She would then pull a clipboard put from under her shirt and hold it out with. "Press your thumb on the line and channel your chakra through to sign. If you are incapable of channeling chakra then we can get you a pen if need be."

Jazz would frown slightly however when he got a phone call, left and was replaced with another person who was Nova she would resume her stoic facial expression. That would be nice, thank you. Jazz said signing and removing the pouch containing the Xel her sensei gave her including her own saved up funds specifically for the purchase of the materials. Here is the address, that I would like this delivered to. she said slipping the woman a piece of paper containing the hotel she had left instructions for her bodyguards to move the crate to a more remote location so that she could create her puppets in peace without being distracted or spied upon by anyone. After all it wouldn't do to have everything she worked for be spied upon by some opportunistic Rikigaku, despite her relation to the clan she tended to dislike them on principle. Maybe it was because she was raised primarily Kukinorite it colored her views towards the other side of her family, still she did take what her cousins had taught her to heart some things the Rikigaku had were quite useful towards the advancement of her fledgling puppeteering career.

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The woman took the paper from the child and read over the address. "Alright. One moment please." She would say as she rested the box and placed her hands on it. "Elemental Hybridization. Special Delivery System." She would say while making hand seals. Bones sprouted from her finger tips and pressed into the box. The box began a process of turning into paper before folding down on itself and turning into a paper airplane the size of a small rowboat. The woman would then make another seal and pressing the slip of paper on the plane. The address wrapped itself multiple times around the material till it was almost black. "Special Delivery: Address Input complete." She then cracked her hands and picked up the paper airplane with ease. She aimed toward the roof of the dome and channeled chakra. "Special Delivery: High Speed Delivery is a go!" She said before tossing the airplane. The plane would zip off with more speed than one would think possible before making a crack in mid air and disappearing by caving in on itself. The woman would dust off her hands and look toward the girl. "Delivery complete. Will that be all?"

Jazz would nod before spinning on her heel and walking away not bothering to say goodbye or anything her buisness was concluded and she had no reason to remain in the area. She'd walk all the way to the remote area that she was expecting the crate to arrive in, sure enough after waiting twenty minutes or so her bodygaurds would arrive lugging the crate behind them before dropping in the place that she instructed. Thanks, you can go now. Jazz said dismissing them before looking around and using castilion to slice through the hinges of the crate keeping it closed. Sure enough it would open revealing all the other materials packed in smaller boxes causing her to crack her neck and walk inside after all it was time to begin...

(Jazz Exits)