Countless Waves

[~Rogue~]

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BARCRAWL BUST-UP
RANK: C
DESCRIPTION: Who doesn't enjoy a drink, am I right? Sadly enough, within the village some people tend to take that notion a bit too far and by barely 10:00PM, they're completely hammered and unable to think clear. Whilst some of these drunkards may be sorrowful, or perhaps joyous, there are many who serve only to start trouble within the establishments that they're so fond of. Whilst sometimes this may only be limited to a few threats sent towards some individuals, at other times their moods can be turn so sour that they aim to begin fights with people that they don't even know. With this having happened a few times in the village, pubs, bars and inns alike have asked to hire some shinobi to help look after its patrons from these people, and deal with the trouble that they cause.
OBJECTIVE: Spent the night in a drinking establishment within Kusagakure, and take care of its less.. friendly drunks. Apprehend these people and kick them out of these places if required, to prevent further harm to the other customers, and to the reputation of the business!
PAY: 200 EXP and 1,000 Ryo.

Today Wave's many attempts at organizing a small small fortune, brought him to the sleaziest part of Kusagakure. Clouds of smog filled the air, and mixed with the overly saturated perfume coming from these "working" women. Bars lined the streets, and were only broken with the occasional apartment or soap land. The only reason Wave, had managed to pass through this trash town unscathed was due to the headband strapped to his fore arm. It seemed to act as a repellent to the filth of this place, and that had saved Wave from the incoming call girls, slumlords, and petty thieves and merchants (who could also be called thieves). Wave finally reached the bar he had been commissioned to look after, and he could only stare at it's decaying walls and busted windows. To call this place an approachable, and decent establishment would be a disgrace to every open business in Kusagakure.

The creaky bar door moaned in complaint as Wave pushed against it. The inside could only match the out, as Wave's steps towards the bar echoed loudly against the rotted wood beneath him.

"You order a shinobi?"

The bartender did not even look up to Wave, he simply continued to scrub the shabby counter in front of him, and viciously chewed on the pieces of tobacco in his mouth. His words came through very hoarse and rough, and Wave would have to adjust his headset just to make out the words.

"I hope you ain't trying to be cute boy, being cute will just get you killed round here. The people who walk these floors are here for only one thing, booze. It's gonna be your job to make sure they get nice and liquored up, then leave peacefully..."

The bartender would spit into a dirtied handkerchief he had fetched from his pocket, he would then stuff the soiled cloth back into its original spot. His eyes came up to face Wave, and his careless attitude echoed in his eyes.

"Can you handle that boy?"

[~Rogue~]

"Better watch who you call 'boy', I wear this headband because I am a warrior. I have proven myself to my Kage, and my villagers. I think you best show a little respect."

There were no malice in Wave's words, this was the simple truth. He had proven himself a thousand times over, so why would it bother him that some incompetent buffoon could not see his worth. Wave was not petty enough to let this man ruin his mission. With no other words he pulled up a chair and sat near the entrance of the tavern. The bartender would return to his futile attempt at cleaning his bar, and with that, Wave's mission began.

So far there were only 3 men, and 1 woman in the bar with Wave ( disregarding the bartender and himself). The woman, who Wave was sure was a call girl, seemed to be taking a break from her busy day of work, while the 3 men seemed focus on imagining all the disgusting things they would do if given the chance. Large rhythmic pulses of music danced in Wave's head as he twiddled her thumbs near the door. A few shady individuals entered the bar and eyed the young shinobi with malicious intent. They sat adjacent from the window in front of Wave and occasionally shot him glances in between their drinks. The boy paid them no mind, but they seemed intent on making their presence known.

Their incoming steps were enough for weave to shake off the groove he had just gotten into and meet their gaze as they stopped in front of them.

[~Rogue~]

"Can I help you."

Wave spoke modestly, but his tone had a certain strength about it, a strength that would usually put off the riff raff, but these men had another intent. They chuckled at Wave's soft inquisition. Their booming laughter echoed through the small tavern, easily granting them the attention of both the attention of its patrons, and its owner.

"Look kid, shinobi ain't really welcome around these part. Now we appreciate you helpin' out the old man, but this is our turf, the and the poor guy already wasted his protection money hiring you. So tell me, how are you gonna reimburse us huh?

Speckles of spit caked Wave's face, and soon this man would know just how much wrath was contained in this little boy. The minute the poor fool had bent down to attempt at intimidating Wave, he would be struck by a heavy fist caving into his chest. He fell to the ground as his companion drew what looked like a katana from his side. He wouldn't, however, get to use it. Just as he reached for his blade, Wave had already wrapped his arms around the man's own and flung him out the front door.

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[~Rogue~]

Murmurs and gasps echoed throughout the small room. One young shinobi easily deflected and defeated two grown and armed men. Not only would this hurt there egos, but Wave was pretty sure he had broken the crouched man's collar bone, and the arm of the other. The hyuuga lifted his foot and with a strong push, kicked the man out of the tavern.

All eyes were now on him, and Wave couldn't help but smile at their admiring gazes. It's not very often that they would get to see a shinobi in combat, no matter how quick the altercation was. Wave fell back into his seat with a thud, and the patrons of the bar soon returned to their chatter and turned their attention to each other and their drinks.

The rest of the night went without a hitch, and when closing time finally came (around 4 in the morning) Wave walked back silently to the Kusakage's Atrium, all the while heart pounding music could be heard echoing from him.

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