Nuke Nin! [M]

[永遠に]

I. the valley

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Nuke-nin?!
Rank: B
Ninja needed: 1-3
Mission info: A trio of Chuunin nuke-nin have made there home in the Southern Forests. They raid caravans and the like, taunting the shinobi of the country to come deal with them. Give them what they want

The piece of paper crumped beneath his hands, it really did. The hot-wet weather entrapped him just as he’d escaped the breathe of the missions directory. It smelled like smog within the valley though Sohyo was already used to the smell by now. His tread was swift and endeavoring for no reason other than haste. There were no signs of the chuunin… any way of communicating with them… but then again he also had the element of analogy working with him always. The senju’s senses pulsed at an extraordinary rate. He analyzed too much and he couldn’t help it, he was of the wolf squadron and they were unrelenting, they really were.

His mask dangled hardly upon the back of his cheek and it seemed that with every ‘tap’ another pound added onto the overall weight of his leg. Sohyo despised knowing no information because it just bugged the shit out of him. The chuunin’s fingers had begun to tap along the hilt of his wazikashi which was turned in reverse for reverse-grip style fighting. It amused sohyo that he were doing a mission outside of his brotherhoods tribe. ANBU were a different world to him and it kept him within a struggle of two personalities.

The chuunin rubbed his hands through his hair just as he stepped upon the muddy earth outside the village. He were rather calm now that he didn’t have any of his villagers staring at him. A shift in posture swiftly carried the ninja to his destination outside of the barriers of the village. The nearest town was a mile down the road and he wanted his information quick. A jab step halted his movements within the next town, ‘Yo-Shu..!’ Sohyo whispered aloud just as he stepped forth into the towns-check. They were simple towns-men guards to the senju but they were still important in the decadent times of kiri.

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Sohyo had out his journal and pen looking down. The names of the fallen were printed amongst the white paperback cover. He tapped his pen amongst the paper, awaiting for the guard to give him some sort of intel.

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[kasuke]

Hot!

It was almost as the Grim Reaper roamed the lands searching for those who could not breath the sense of life anymore.

One. Yes one shinobi dared the Grim Reaper.He traveled through the funky weather, in search for three targets. Three targets he had not a clue about. And Unfortunately for the mist shinobi, Information was key to victory.

He had brought himself to two of the town guards, both of them at the ready.

"State-" They were about to ask for his business but he seemed to give it willingly.

The guard in heavy armor, fully clothed in steel shook his head calmly. "I have heard nothing of these...Chuunin. And I don't think you're capable for such a mission. 3 Chuunin? You plan to take all three of them on? Surely you mistake your skill level. 3 Genin, maybe you'd stand a chance."

The other guard waited for his turn to speak. He seemed dried as he gulped every last bit of his water before speaking. His now wet mouth would describe his feelings on the situation.

"You best look in town. Someone will have information for you...Check the inn. You could ask them of records and if you're lucky enough, maybe he'll even let you investigate the rooms." He almost said excitedly. "I always wanted to be a ninja! Fighting crime!" By his voice and his hair you would estimate this guard to be about 16 years of age. Since when did 16 year olds guard gates?

"My family is not as rich so I just had to find something to do....But yeah, check out the inn, or the bar!" He made the suggestion.

So who was more helpful? Did the Mizu Shinobi just waste his time on a pair of gate guards? Or perhaps the information that they just gave him would be the most valuable of all.



What would Sohyo do?

[Mystery RP ]

[Sayomi]

Leaving the gates to Kirigakure Masumi sprinted through the mist filled forest, the girls Hitai-ate swayed around her neck, her hair whipping at the nape of her neck as she was nothing more than an incoherent blur.

Light was blocked by the upper canopy she sprinted upon, her destination was a small town not to far off from her home, she needed some downtime, but also at the moment there wasn't anything that interested her, least nothing she was capable of doing by herself.

A wisp of the wind brought Masumi's heels to the earthen floor, her pools swayed over the town's entrance as she took a step closer to the gate; a shinobi with a Anbu mask dangling at his waist stood talking with two heavily armed guards, their armor reflecting the amber, oblique rays of the sun above.

'hmmmm?'

With a slow, subtle approach Masumi casually walked up to the two a wry smile upon her lips, hands in her jackets pockets. No doubt the guards eyes would wander upon her feminine frame.

It wasn't because she was just a simple girl, but because she was a shinobi, the large weapon wrapped in bandages at her back-Suigai was a spectacle to behold as well as the weapon holstered to her lower back-Kubikiri Tsurugi.

Closer to them she caught the end of the Kirigakure man's words, the guards replied with little to no information back, but they in fact gave him a possible route to take. Raising an eyebrow a voice would leap from off of the girls lips.

"Hey there. Can't help but to see your doing something important, mind letting me in?"

Her proposal was casual, but whatever this Anbu level ninja was doing would be a lot more damn fun than what she'd possible have in stored with her today. Her Hitai-ate would be in full view, speckles of light tapping its surface as a clam wind passed them by. Hopefully he'd allow the genin-Masumi to come along for the wild ride that was sure to get the girls blood pumping.

Masumi failed to hid a widening smile from the anticipation, she was looking for a thrill, could he give her one?

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OOC: Permission granted from Sohyo to enter.

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And I don't think you're capable for such a mission.

Sohyo about jumped in the mans face, he really did. His fists gripped at an exaggerated rate and a vein popped up just above his eyebrow. A slight cough would re-align the chuunin’s thoughts as he calmed himself with a sigh. The information he was given was at least vital in this critical situation. He wrote his notes within his journal and slipped it back into his front pocket.

"Hey there. Can't help but to see your doing something important, mind letting me in?"

The voice was rather squeaky. ‘shit’ the chuunin murmured under his breathe just as the genin protruded forth into their discussion. Sohyo was not too fond of bringing genin with him but he knew the task at foot were a little much for him to handle. So with another great sigh he responsded, quietly walking forth into the town whilst bumping the shoulder of the first guard.

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Sohyo’s tone was of joking manner as he stepped lightly into the town of yo-shu. It were fairly different indeed but the only thing rambling on the chuunins mind were the Inn and the Bar. His objective were to question the Suite holders and the bartenders. It was going to be a long day.

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[kasuke]

The guards would allow the two in. Maybe perhaps they could stop the terrorizing.

It would be busy. Everyone seemed to be rushing to get their shopping done save two ninja. These guys were out to take out three targets.

But where would they go first? What would be the wisest place to go? There was the inn closest to the gates, then there was the bar which was down the street near what seemed to be a shut down club.

It was this next choice, that would impact how much information Sohyo could get.

[Sayomi]

Masumi let her smile reach the far corners of her face as she closed her eyes an softly replied. "I'm sure I'll do fine!" With that said she awaited for the Chuunin to lead the way, for it was his decision to pick where they should investigate, however before things took a more serious tone she decided it best to at the very least introduce herself to her partner for the evening. "Before things get started, I'm Masumi, nice to meet cha!" Her voice was laced with a cheerful tone. Hands in her pockets she blew out a breath of air before a low sigh escaped her. Things needed to move along, for excitement was not going to find her if she idly lingered!

[Iizuka]

"Before things get started, I'm Masumi, nice to meet cha!"

"Lovely making your acquaintance."

In the blink of an eye, the world that existed around Masumi was no more. There was only darkness, a single hooded figure standing meters away. The voice was that of a woman's, and the cloak encompassing her frame was blood red. With another blink of the eye, she was standing directly before Masumi, a slim hand having put a letter into her left pocket. Shadow seemed to cover her visage, save for her smile, which would maniacally shine through as the rest of her disappeared, leaving only the illusion of her smile. The mouth opened up, whispering as the lips began to fade. "Read it." By the third time she blinked, all would be back to normal. Time would seemed to have frozen for the brief encounter, and although all seemed to be merely some facade, the letter had remained, real and with physical form in her left pocket.

Destiny was calling.

OOC: Check your PMs for the letter.

[Sayomi]

It all happened to fast as the world slowed for but a profound moment, a mixture of feelings existed within her at the moment the hooded, slender figure slipped a letter into her pocket-it seemed as if fate beckoned her giving her that of which sh so desired. A half smiled played across her lips as she simply turned around, heading backwards of whence she came she'd wave a hand.

"Something just came up!"

Darting back into the concaves of the forest she'd take the letter out an begin to read through its text. Who was this mysterious figure an what was their plan hidden away in the darkness?

EXIT

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sorry something really big an important came up as you can see, we can do another mission later.

[永遠に]

It all passed by too sudden for the chuunin. The words he’d heard thus far shifted like the wind and dropped to the earth as he’d begun to move. A slight move of his neck alerted him that the genin had changed her mind and a smirk befell his face as the mission paper crumpled beneath his hand. Sohyo stepped softly down the road in attempts to blend in, checking his left and right to mimic gestures he saw.

His forehead protector hadn’t been of use to him ever since he’d joined the brotherhood so he never wore it. This fact alone would aid him in camouflaging within the grasp of society. The senju did not need a forehead protector in the midst of silence and moved with less stress without it. He were a hunter at heart and his lust craved for those three vigilante who claimed themselves chuunin. It were blasphemy, sohyo was sure of that.

His hands swept through his locks rather solemnly as he stepped upon the wooden entrance of the bar. Fingertips treaded softly across the knife carvings within the wood. It reminded him of the academy.

Sohyo pushed his way through the swinging doors rather easily and just as he’d entered… silence had broken the chatter. ”shit../1” the chuunin remarked whilst walking to the bartender. Golden rubies leered through the bartender’s soul it seemed. He sat upon the stool and looked around… there didn’t seem to be anything interesting to him within the moment so he quietly rustled through his pockets.

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hey bartender. Care to throw me a shot o’whisky? It’s bout that time unh.

Sohyo’s voice remained calm and stern as he gestured to his wallet just after asking for the alcoholic beverage. He wasn’t of age but he sure as hell could weasel his way into getting himself one. A short sigh would escape his lips as he brought his wallet back into the bartenders eye. A kanji mark were placed upon it, symbol of authority within the vicinities of the Wolf branch. He awaited a response subtly whilst tapping his foot amongst the oakwood floors.

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[Resonate!]

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Taiga - 21 EXP

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Crap post...sorry, was kind of in a rush atm.

Each step the Nara took struck the earthen floor with the laziness of one thousand souls as his steps guided as seemingly rudderless path some meters behind his chuunin counterpart, utterly drawn in thought. "Ugh, gathering information is such a pain." As quickly as his thoughts came to mental view, they faded as his keen, crimson gaze caught sight of his superior entering a bar or tavern of sorts. With sense wide open the boys eyes fleeted, dancing around the entire room as he assimilated all the essential details about the surrounding that he deemed indispensable.

The brilliant thing about all this was that as he did this while he successfully blended with the towns cultural behavior, all in an instant, merely from extensive observation. He seated himself at least two spaces from his squad captain before he folded his hands underneath his head to rest his chin as his elbows acted as pillars along the bars surface. Tenju Lit his cigarette and took a hit of his cigarette as its twitched; the motion gave hint to his impending speech. "Tenju Nara. Nice to meet ya."

[kasuke]

The two of you were looked at briefly in the bar. Customers were always curious as to what kind of strange people came in.

Not alone anymore, the chuunin was granted aid for this mission. A wise decision. But could even two take on these chuunin?

"Whiskey, coming up!" The chuunin was granted his wish right away. The bartender didn't even bother with an age, as long as his business got


[Finishing when home from work]

[Kii!]

[[ Since I'll be taking over, I'm just going to start from where Kasuke's post left off. But since all you did was ask for whiskey, it won't be very long. ]]

A moment later and the small glass of whiskey slid down the bar, stopping lightly just in front of the Chuunin. After setting the rest of his supplies back in their places, he slowly made his way over to the shinobi. For a moment, he remained silent, simply gazing at the two out of the corner of his eye, allowing any conversation that might unfold to do so. When he was given a chance, he'd speak.

"What brings a person like you out here? On some sort of job?" He asked, shifting his weight a bit as he gazed toward the Chuunin curiously.

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Sohyo’s stature almost changed in the instant the bartender slid him the drink but he managed to keep his cool long enough to clear his throat and take the shot like a gentleman. After a quick sip he simply turned himself to face the bartender and soon after licked his lips before saying..

[/b]hey, bartender. I heard rumor of raids… and they’ve been taunting the mizukage. Suppose you heard anything of them three kids running around here causing trouble? ”[/ul]

The senju’s hues gazed solemnly at the bartenders silhouette, awaiting his response.

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[Kii!]

[[ I was waiting for Nara, as you knew, but from now on I'll post faster and just ignore him. You've waited long enough here =/ ]]

For a moment, the bartender was silent as he moved about the bar. He filled his time making drinks and sending them down to other customers. As he made yet another shot, he decided to respond without turning to look back just yet.

"Raids, eh?" He said, sliding the shot down to a man at the end of the bar. "Tauntin' the Mizukage . . ." For a moment he seemed to stop and think, setting his elbows on the bar just in front of the chuunin and supporting his head with one of his hands. "Ah! Them missin' kids from the hidden village, you mean? Ah, yeah, they've been causin' quite a bit o' trouble outside o' the town."

Apparently proud of his sudden realization, he slapped the bar with one hand before righting his posture. Turning, he began to fill another shot of whiskey, this one he passed to the chuunin in front of him.

"Tha's on the house." Throwing a towel over his shoulder, he again leaned in to continue speaking. "Anyways, they've been callin' fer a shinobi like you to come put 'em in their place, cocky bastards. Still, they're pretty strong; you think you can do it alone?" Raising an eyebrow, he shifted his weight a bit and motioned out the door. "There's a caravan leavin' soon, you might wanna tag along if you wanna find 'em."