Midnight Brawl [M/Solo]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] The Young Reaper Demonchild of the Kaguya clan SPOILER: Click to show - Midnight Brawl Client's Name: Maki Client's Occupation: Barman Mission Rank: C Payment for completion: 1,000 Ryo + 50EXP Mission Subject: A tavern brawl has sprawled out of control, around 20 - 30 drunk men and women are fighting like animals using anything they can find as a weapon, a few people are already severely hurt, this needs to stop now, please help! Special requests: Can be done solo. Nobody must be killed. Notes: Kira was in his office filling out some paperwork when the news came, it was late indeed, the hour approaching midnight. An urgent and rapid knock came at the door. Sighing deeply Kira nodded to the ANBU who leaned against the wall by the door, he returned the nod got up opened the door briskly. Facing him would be a young boy, sweat pured down his face, his breathing was fast and a sheer look of terror lit his pale green eyes. Before either Kira or the ANBU could say a word the boy burst into a monologue. "My lord Kage, please it's terrible come quick, they won't stop any of them, my boss' hurt badly, please send someone, send anybod-" The boys words were halted, Kira had risen from his seat, the ANBU had stepped aside and he was now facing the boy who was good few inches shorter. Kira's crimson orbs drilled into the boy is his expression was unreadable. He would utter only a few words in a quiet and commanding tone. "Hand it over" The boy looked confused for a moment, not knowing what to say or what to do, like an animal surrounded by a forest fire. Kira gave a small nod of his head in direction to a scrunched up scroll which the boy was clinging onto fiercely. The boy seemed to have forgotten he was holding it and after giving a look of apology to Kira handed it over and waited nervously as Kira read through it. It was a quickly scribbled mission request, calling for immediate aid, ranked at C. Frustration coursed through Kira like fire in his blood, how any of the patrols had not responded yet was beyond him. He would make a personal investigation. Looking past the boy Kira gave an order to the ANBU. "Take the boy home, i'll be back shortly" The ANBU knew only too well not to argue with Kira, and all three of them left the office, the ANBU lead the child one way and Kira went the other, now his frustration had subsided a little a wave of excitement hit him, finally a chance to cut loose and channel his frustration. He almost felt sorry for the poor drunken fools, almost but not quite. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] The Young Reaper Demonchild of the Kaguya clan The name and location of the Bar in question had been scribbled on the scroll also, Kira knew the location but not the name of the bar, no doubt it would not be too hard to find twenty odd brawling drunken fools. Kira moved from rooftop to rooftop under the moonlight, each footstep taking him closer to some decent action. The night was warm with a pleasant breeze for reprieve from the heat, all in all it was a truly magnificent night to be out and about, Kira would have to thank the brawlers for getting him out of the office, at least for an hour or so. Kira only hoped nobody was severely injured, whilst he was Kage no foolish transgressions would occur without punishment. After a short while his ears finally picked up the sound of angry shouting and smashing, his eyes picked up smoke also, things had indeed escalated further for the brawl in questions appeared to have spilled out into the street, neighboring establishments had received a good amount of damage also it seemed, Kira would make sure all participants payed adequate reparations. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] The Young Reaper Demonchild of the Kaguya clan Kira stood upon a taller building over looking the tavern in question which was now partly aflame, he had to act fast if he was to save the building and the ones next to it. Such fires especially on dry nights had the ability to become uncontrollable. Dropping from his current position Kira landed on the edge of the crowd of brawlers. He was amazed that they were still going, some looked quite beaten too, alcohol indeed was a rather strange fuel. Kira was untouchable, he danced through the crowd of civilians dodging any attempted strike and taking note of the brawlers who stood out, a tall well built bearded man who was flailing a chair about him and had knocked unconscious at least two others, a lean and sly looking bald teenager who had found a stick of considerable size and length and was swinging it with the proficiency of somebody who practiced with a Katana. Finally and most amazingly a young lady who moved with grace using her attackers strength against them throwing them and twisting their limbs to cause pain. These three he had decided would be enough hopefully to cause the other fools to step down. But not yet. Kira carried on moving through the crowd which he estimated had grown to around thirty plus. Breaking free at last he entered the bar, it looked like a battleground. All of the tables were in pieces and most of the chairs too, shards of glass littered the floor reflecting the light of the fire which had occurred by the heath on the far side of the tavern, it seemed somebody had thrown a chair into it causing embers and sparks to fly everywhere. Smoke was now thick in the air and Kira coughed a few times, eyes stinging from the smoke. Moving through the wreckage he made his way over to the bar, behind of which he spotted a pair of legs, leaping over it he saw the legs belonged to a middle aged man, no doubt the bar man in question, he had a considerable gash on his head and blood was flowing from it, luckily not a lot though. Grasping the man and hefting him over his shoulder Kira was about to leap back over the bar when a support beam fell smashing into the center of the tavern and causing the fire to spread even further, the heat was now unbearable. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] The Young Reaper Demonchild of the Kaguya clan Kira did not panic however, Shinobi were bound to face life threatening situations on a weekly basis if not daily, this was nothing. Activating his bloodline Kira reached up to his shoulder with his free hand, a lump formed there pushing out of his skin. It was a bone handle, grasping it and pulling out a sword of pure bone. He sued it to slash his way through the support beam of the tavern, he could feel the fire licking ta his sides. Ignoring it he continues to slash his way through any debris, after what seemed like a good while the fresh air of Iwa filled his lungs. The brawlers it seemed had paid little attention to the burning bar, they had simply moved back and continued their pointless fight. Kira cursed them under his breath before swiftly moving away finding a quiet spot to lay down the bar man. Standing up eyes still looking down upon the man he had rescued Kira's name was called out, turning he was met by a group of four Chunin. So finally help had come. Kira was not going to address the lateness of the help just yet he would save it for later. Looking at his nin he nodded and pointed to the crowd. "Deal with them, i will assist" With that he rushed past the Chunin and into the crowd delivering a roundhouse kick to the nearest man which sent him flying into the ground. The other Chunin also entered the fray dealing punishment in form of kicks and punches. Kira made his was to the man he had seen swinging the chair, the chair was now gone most likely broken after repetitive use, he was now swinging his ham sized fists about instead, still dealing quite a bit of damage. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] The Young Reaper Demonchild of the Kaguya clan Kira met the giant man in battle, the man swung his meaty arms with anger fueling his strikes, his speed however was slow, Kira dodged each strike effortlessly, side stepping and ducking and pulling back just out of reach. He allowed the man to tire himself out, waited until he slowed further and then went in for the attack, just as he had been taught. It would start with the activation of his bloodline once more. His bones were now akin to iron in terms of strength, he allowed the big man to land a punch to his chest, he gave a small grunt as it landed. It was nothing to him, an exhausted attack from a non shinobi, laughable. Kira would strike back rapidly dealing numerous blows to the mans torso, he was to slow to block and after the first strike the rest flowed like water down a stream. It would end with a powerful kick to the chest sending the man flying back and crashing back first into the ground. Kira guessed he may have damaged a few bones, but in all fairness the man was large and would be okay within a few weeks, in which time he would have a chance to reflect, his pain a reminder. Kira then moved on to his next target, the crowd around him had shrunken considerably, the Chunin though cautious were working with deadly efficiency. As expected of them. The boy with the stick still had it and was still swinging it like a Katana. Kira settled into his Yanagi no mai, two bone staves growing from his palms, the boy was good but Kira was a prodigy in his clans art. The boy noticed Kira and stared at the staves eyes wide, whether it was fear or courage Kira did not know but he rushed him aiming an accurate and powerful swing in Kira's direction. It was not enough. Kira's arms moved in a blur his staves cut the stick down four times until it was a small stump. He then proceeded to press the tip of one stave to the young mans neck, the man fell to his knees, he was done. CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding: 20px; border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dotted #bcbcbc;] The Young Reaper Demonchild of the Kaguya clan By the time Kira was done with the would be Samurai boy the Chunin had dealt with the rest of the crowd, the woman it seemed was smarter than most even drunk and had fled the area. He would have to find out who she was, all would receive just punishment. A Chunin approached him and asked for further orders Kira simply told him to call for extra help and to take all participants to a temporary holding area till they had sobered up. Kira himself left as soon as the Chunin had the situation under control, he had some minor burns on his legs and had inhaled a good deal of smoke. He decided he would pay a small visit to the hospital, he would not normally but he needed his calcium deficiency treatment anyway, the one major weakness of the Kaguya's ability. And so he placed all of tonight action to the back of his mind. All in all he had done well he thought, nobody was dead, the bar man was saved and all of the fools responsible would receive fines and be barred from any taverns for a good number of months. That was justice he supposed though he would have preferred something more lasting, maybe taking a hand from each civilian involved, but that he concluded would make a lot of useless civilians. [ FIN/EXIT ] CREDITS • made by lovesolfege from OTE

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