Aggressive Marketing[Private]

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{Mission Details}Aggressive MarketingRank: CDescription: Have you heard of Galmia Clothing? Of course you have. Have you heard of Brint Enterprises? Naturally, you have not. They are attempting to change that, however, by ripping off our most popular item, the Galmia Trench Coat! Made with entirely inferior fabric, and shoddy tailoring, it simply won't stand. Pop over to their fashion house and rough them up a bit, making sure to destroy any copies of our coat you find. They may have some hired muscle, nothing important. Thanks awfully.Objective: Intimidate Brint Enterprises and prevent them from making any more trench coats! (Brutality is in this season!)Restrictions: NoneClient: Galmia PR - BebeRewards: 50 EXP, 1000 RYO

Kobe stood at the establishment of his client's facilities clothed in his normal wear and equipped with needed tools for his mission. Before embarking on his mission he had requested, he needed to do a bit of studying. That studying being looking at this god damn coat they were talking about and wanted Kobe to dispose of at Brint Enterprises. Permitted entrance as he revealed the bill they posting int he Employment Office, Kobe stepped into the Galmia Clothing building then was lead to his client. "Ah, thank you for accepting my request. This task has my job on the line, so it's really important that-" Kobiyashi walked passed him observingly looking to his sides and around the small room. "Yeah yeah, so where's this coat. I'm not here to talk. I need to see what the hell I'm supposed to be looking for over that at Brint's." The man's mouth was agape, not in awe, but frozen as his mouth stopped moving when he went silent. "Ah, yes the coat hmm, where did I place it." The man paced around the room, much to Kobe's discomfort, watching the man's hands ever studiously to ensure no foul play was at hand though he had no real reason to attack him. As he went about looking for the coat, Kobe walked backwards to place his back safely against the wall, with the door which he entered to his left, just how he liked it. "Aha, here we are. This is the subject in question." Kobe lightly pressed off the wall and calmly walked over to grab the coat out the man's hand. It was a trench coat, pretty ugly in his opinion, leather, high quality leather at that. He gave it a sniff and could tell it was of the highest caliber. Decent weight, pockets not he inside and out, and black in color. He gave it another look over just to ensure he had the image in his mind then he handed it back. "Got it, I'll be back in about two hours." With that the Genin departed; moving about the village snake like through alley ways memorized through many years of traversing them. It was just a sixth sense to him, getting through the village through back routes and unknown places that is. Arriving at Brint Enterprises a bit later than most would do to his unique route of choice, Kobiyashi was at the disposal area where all the garbage came through large shoots. About three in number all facing down to let eh garbage fall into dumpsters. With a running start, he charged towards the central shoot and jumped up right after a heap of trash fell out. Chakra allocated to the soles of his shoes and hands he scaled the moderate sized shoot lithely till he came across the entry point. He was only peppered with a bit of trash, but it wasn't anything too bad.

Peeking up outside the shoot, he hopped out the shoot into the garbage room where a few startled workers were. A finger to his lips he shushed them. A bit reluctant to comply at first, he resorted to pointing to the Iwagakure headband that was tied around his arm and they went back to work. Slinking about with stealth he creaked open the door that lead out the garbage room and found himself in the room where workers mass produced coats. "Guess this'll be an easy mission." He walked back int eh garbage room then executed needed hand seals for the Transformation Jutsu. His disguise was an inspector, clipboard, glasses, and a head of greying hair. Entering the room yet again, he walked about with an air of authority till he was finally noticed by someone of importance. "Your business here?" He looked at the man, obviously not a worker, probably security as if he were dog shit on the bottom of his shoe. Eyes looking him up and down. "Inspection." His tone was lathered in disgust that was obviously directed at the brute. The man didn't seem o know what to do with himself so he left Kobe alone and let him go on with his inspection until an important looking man and some more muscle came headed his way. "Shit." He had just found the coats, when they were right up on him about to speak. "Your true business here?" The man looked important, probably the CEO of the company. "I wasn't notified of any inspection today, nor of an inspector being actively on duty at all, so what is the meaning of this?" Kobe had thought of a pretty good lie, but he knew in the end he'd hit a brick wall anyway, so he gave it up. "I meant." A cloud of smoke emerged as he canceled his jutsu. "Surprise inspection biatch!" Swift and efficient, a roundhouse dropped one brute as it had struck him int eh side of the neck, then the equipping of a kunai halted the others. "I hear you guys are making coats that the Galmia Company are planning to release after stealing the prints for them. I'm here to make sure that doesn't happen, so just nod your head and say you'll discard of the coats and won't make anymore and this inspection will be over. Passing with flying colors." The official looking man did as he was told and Kobe put his kunai away. "Let me hear you give the order." The man looked around hesitantly, all the workers eyes on him. "Er- rem, stop production of the Brint Trenches immediately and dispose of all that were already made . . ." Kobe nodded in satisfaction, then took his leave, heading back tot he Galmia building but through a different route of alleyway passages.

"It's done." He simply said after being lead back to his client who was ecstatic to hear.