.//Yakuza-Slaying S.O.B's

[.// h a y a t o]

Widespread Violence!
Rank: B
Ninja needed: 2-3
Mission info: As more and more people resurface and the cities and towns begin to repopulate once more, violence and crime follow suit, with all manner of criminal gangs infesting the general populace. One such town is called Toshikawa, a bustling town on the bank of the Red River. It has grown quickly, being the general hub of both supplies and foodstuffs to all of Mizu no Kuni. A fledgling Yakuza gang has settled into the town, and they have bothered the wrong man. He seeks help from the village. Destroy them. Rumor has it that there is a shinobi amongst them - reportedly a Chuunin.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellPadding,4,true][atrb=CellSpacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 310px; padding: 10px; color: 91B4AD; text-align: center; background-color: 15317E; border: 5px solid #153E7E;][style=margin-top: 30px; font-family: Arial Black; font-size: 36px; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 90%; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase; color: 1569C7;]Skies Fly High[/style][style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 24px; color: 1569C7; line-height: 90%; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; margin-top: -4px;]YOU'RE ALL I EVER NEEDED[/style][style=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; color: 1569C7; letter-spacing: 6px; margin-top: -2px;]SO TELL ME WHAT TO DO NOW[/style] [style=width: 300px; border-left: 1px dotted #C1F2EC; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 10px; margin-left: 22px; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: justify;] A glare, pierced like one hundred spears in his eyes. His resolve.. a freshly made katana by a master sword-smith. A calm within his heart, soothing as if his very aura enveloped a mist after a serene rain... A day in the life of a ninja is never of the meek and naive. Today isn't by a long shot, one for the immature. A man wearing the mettle and responsibility of his home around his left bicep. The mist, elusive, deceptive and engaging, these words expressed the inner workings of his adolescent. He placed his hands in the pockets of his vest. The venturing journeyman ninja had a mission of a level of relevance. After a time of chaos is settled and the stillness of "peace" will soon follow thereafter, those individuals warped by the bloodshed can never find the satisfaction and mental conclusion of life. After hearing an account from a frightened citizen of a nearby neighboring village by the Land of Water asked the ninja of Kirigakure to eradicate the growing violence in this village. Vagabonds, mercenaries and deserters alike are usually the descriptions of such troublemakers. However, it seems this report was about a Yakuza gang. Common thugs would be more easier to deal with, but Yakuza were different. These gang have affiliated and established themselves in the town with extortion, gambling, money laundering among other activities. The shinobi named Sasoku, walked alongside his comrade to the center of the complaint, the village. Should the altercation would result to fighting, he would have no choice to respond accordingly. He's not the type of man, that you call a punk. He can hold his own in battle, he just prefers to resolve issues with words and diplomacy. His ideology is "To become a blessed shower that settles conflict and washes everything away." He doesn't want that blessed shower to be with a person's blood on his blade. He doesn't want his sword to be rusted of those tarnishing and discarded humanity and well-being of the innocent. Sasoku believed that the sword has a spirit of its own and he should treat the weapon as if it was himself. This was his philosophy of his kendo, the path of the sword of which he abides by. As the pair walked to their destination he began to ask his comrade with a slight smirk on his face. Some call his attitude oblivious, others maybe idiotic and simple-minded. To Sasoku, it is all about cleansing the air of impurity in any situation. "Ey, how far is this village? Also you read the scroll too right? There supposed to be a group of so called bad-asses with a Chunin as the leader. Whatja thoughts on it? His style of language is unique itself. As he badgered his fellow ninja on his question, he continued to walk alongside him while expecting an answer. He rather have a conversation to happen for the journey than pure, still silence. [/style] [style=font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]TAGS, NOTES, blah blah CODED BY TSU DOLL OF LOVE STAMP.[/style]

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[Raglao]

His strides and steps were heavy and dreadful, all thanks to the massive weight that his body passively carried due to all of the solid muscle that spread throughout his entire physical figure. Not to mention the shark like features that made him more akin to the ravenous great white. Nevertheless his daunting appearance had been more than enough to attract unneeded attention, but after having lived in such a place for so many years, the prying eyes seemed to scream with jealousy. Yes Jealousy, Kiijin believed all those who looked upon him with eyes that filled to the brim with fear were jealous, wishing that they had been blessed with a uncontested body that granted them strength over a great many.

But no matter, his mind couldn't have remained on such things for much longer as his partner, who he actually had forgotten, walked along side him, shoulder to shoulder, a handful of meters apart. He looked down to him, given that Kiijin had been superior in height of the two, and finally gave his riposte.

"Well the mission itself isn't hard, nothing a damn Hoshigaki can handle, I actually feel sorry for these guys that are about to die so miserably. Ah well, what can ya' do, someone has to do it."

His deep, gruff tone called out to his 'partner' as they both walked through the city, heading towards this distant destination.

[.// h a y a t o]

Note: W.I.P post. Will finish tomorrow

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[Raglao]

Kiijin's face contorted, frozen between primordial anger and outright confusion as his 'partner' spoke out in regards of the mission, trying to accomplish it without bloodshed. In Kiijin's eyes he had been a fool, he expected him to have thrown such expectations or desires to the wayside during missions as shinobi kill. These men that they'd been assigned to hunt were the scum of the earth, criminals to the core, and for that alone was more than enough to write them off from the planet. Kiijin knew that none would care whether or not they died, because once they did, peace would sweep through and allow the citizens to sleep without worry.

He readied himself to speak, however, a loud scream snapped into the air, to which induced a reaction. He noticed his smaller companion take off and hastily rushed onto the scene - amateur. Kiijin, he merely walked, shirtless with only a pair of fitting sweats - black in colour. Still somewhat behind his partner, he approached him from his immediate rear before having stopped a good 5 meters behind him and listened in on the commotion that had been taken place. The yelling Yakuza was quite annoying, and well, when Kiijin's prey were annoying, bad things happened. His right hand fell upon Ardemus, a blade forged from Poseidon himself which allowed him to perform Suiton Ninjutusu in an instant without the need of handseals.

With physical contact upon his sword, a simple spike of chakra summoned forth duo of Kiijin duplicates, one to the Yakuza's left and right, both of which were1.5 meters from both flanks. Their stances were wide and power, legs shoulder length apart, arms rested at their sides and back straightened.

"I Suggest you stop this now. . .oh wait. . .Too late!"

Both hoshigake water clones, 1.5 meters to the left and right flank of the yakuza stepped forward with their right foot, roughly about 2 feet forward. Leading with that leg their bodies leaned forward to extend their arms. Fist bawled, a simple straight punch sped towards the side of the Yakuza's head, and the secondary Kiijin leaned even lower, aligned to the Yakuza's waist as its arm came around towards his lower back with a hooking punch.

• x2 Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu (Water Clone) - 'C'
  

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