Throw Down! [p][m]

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name; apeshit!
rank; d
description; Holding this one down was infinitely harder then originally capturing it and this wild gorilla will definitely show you why. While he may be primitive, unarmed and oblivious to the ninja arts, his incredible strength, speed and vicious primal rage will be more then enough to keep your hands full.
reward; 25 experience, 500 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

Entering the coliseum as soon as he could the golden-haired chuunin grassed through the entrance, his signature glasses dancing in the tint of sunlight which beamed down upon him. The sandy dirt underneath his foot would encircle his angles as he moved with a brisk walk towards his destination. The guards, who have been expecting his arrival took no delay in opening the gates for him, and only offering them a slight nod of the head - they knew that he was here to take care of business.

The guards signaled that the two men accompanying him had already arrived. The immediate danger was obvious and he was glad that they had arrived, not just on time, but before even he did. The coliseum had been overrun with monsters - all captured for events, glory and to train shinobi, something had gone wrong in the past couple of days for things to have spiraled down like this. With resources held in other areas Eiichiro was called to an emergency that the lower barons had been overrun, the capacity of the holding cells at its highest.

Moving forward he would see the two shadowy figures in front of him and before he would even introduce himself to them he signaled the frantic guards to open one the gates releasing one of the rampaging monsters below. This was his domain, and there would be no trouble on his watch. As the creaking gate opened the sounds of below echoed through the coliseum; howls, barks and growls could be heard - a deathly mixture of animalistic primitiveness.

"Alright boys, time for our first victim. To my knowledge we have an angry Gorilla behind this here gate. Lets sort through this mess as quickly as possible."

// Pause //

"Guards stand back, we will deal with this. Just make sure you have the gates ready to be released on my command."

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[Not Masakuni]

-Crazy Monkey, Go!

Step.

Fushoku Shiro entered the coliseum, his sandaled feet slapping up faint clouds of sand and dust with each step. The sun overhead was bright and hot, and it was almost impossible to see into the stands without blinding himself. That was for the better, he figured. It would keep him focused on the battle. He hadn't expected the shinobi of Kumogakure to call in his help with some of their work, but he didn't mind. After all, he had no village, and until it was revived, he was effectively a shinobi mercenary.

“So I've been called into fight an angry monkey.” He murmured, nodding to the blonde-haired man speaking. “This is my kind of village, here.” A faintly feral grin graced his lips as he spoke. With a deft motion, he unclasped the gourd attached to his back, letting it fall to the ground with an unceremonious thump. It was only a decoy, in the first place. He reached back, pulling a single kunai from his pack and gripping it in his hand. This was only the first battle, and he had to conserve some chakra, after all.

Shrug.

“Monkeys,” He murmured to himself, still shaking his head in bemusement. He glanced at the men at his sides, then at the gate creaking open. Behind it, an extremely angry and vicious ape was highly displeased with the situation. Shiro hung back, unsure of the first move, instead prepared to support his allies, who were more likely to have techniques suited to open hostilities. It wasn't the boldest thing he could have done, but he excelled at working as a support ninja...

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All equipment in bio is equipped.

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[Not Masakuni]

-Exit[/color]

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