No Holds Barred (Mission)

[Hogosha Kenji]

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BAR CRAWL BUST-UP!
RANK: C
DESCRIPTION: Alike any other village, Kusagakure has its own fair share of dodgy bars which only the physically strong would dare enter, and after the police was recently called in to break up a large fight in Kusagakure’s worst, the Metal seal, they’ve chosen to ask Shinobi to help them on their rounds when fights break loose, in so that they have some more back-up to prevent things from getting too out of hand. You can either choose to wait until the police call you to join them in some part of the village to help keep the peace, or choose to go undercover in any of Kusagakure’s bars, and stop any potential fights from starting- And stop already existing ones!
OBJECTIVE: Help the police prevent and stop drunken fights in the village!
PAY: 1,000 Ryo and 200 EXP.

The day was, as usual in this part of the world, bright and sunny. Plenty of sun shinning down on plenty of trees, and of course, plenty of grass. Plenty of birds chirping in the air, and plenty of other tiny creatures running about the grass, trees, and other foliage. It was hard to believe that this country was ever used as one of the battlefields for one of the great wars. Nevertheless it was. And nevertheless, Kenji still held a great amount of contempt for the major nations because of such.

The walk from the Atrium to the the bar would normally have felt lengthy, anywhere else in the world. But even to his cold and embittered self, the beautiful scenery was enough to keep him from going completely crazed or insane. Once at the bar, he walked in, and quietly looked around. He wasn't going to wait for the police to be brought in, and then for them to call for help. People might get hurt if that were done. So, he moved to a corner table, and sat down. Soon after, one of the workers would come by, and he would order a bottle of sake.

To many, he would not look like a shinobi. His white dogi was usually quite a giveaway, but with his clan's robe over it, it wasn't instantly recognizable. On top of that, the bangs of his hair covered his forehead protector, and the satchel and holsters for his various ninja tools were covered by the lower half of his robes, even if they were slit to the hip, for ease of movement in a fight. Coupled with the shadows of that corner, he could sit there, and enjoy a drink, while watching the crowd move in and out of the bar through the day, and wait for a fight to break out, or at least, wait for fighters to start acting rowdy.

It was still early, and nothing bad was going on. So as he had hoped, he had a chance to enjoy his drink. When it was brought to him, he would smile, and thank the woman, before she left him to his drink. It was quiet. So quiet, he got to thinking about his other duties, the events going on with his clans. The elders of the family; his parents siblings and other relatives of their generation, had been pushing Kenji for a few years now to pick a wife. Such a task one could not simply do. It wasn't like he could just go out onto the streets of the village, find a girl, and say 'marry me!'. At least, he couldn't do so and walk away without a red mark on his face in the form of a hand. Plus, he had to make sure she would be the right woman to help raise a new era of the Hogosha clan. She had be someone who shared his love of the village and aspiration for greatness, not just for the sake of one's self, but for the sake of the village, family, and to promote the prosperity of such as well. And... perhaps it would help if she were nice, and not a bitch.

Kenji gave his head a shake, and heaved a sigh, as he had come to realize that his thoughts had begun to drift from a profitable path, and had begun to list down a tedious trail to pointless frivolity. He would set his cup down and look back out to the crowd in the room. At this point, there was one man already staggering in his steps, as he took it upon himself to go looking for a server on his own, rather than wait for her to go to him. Probably because he had already had enough to drink. Kenji frowned, but kept his mind and eyes focused.

(To be continued...)
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[Hogosha Kenji]

The man looked like your usual drunkard, wearing a haggard set of clothes that were a mixture of a beige, tan, and brown color, whether by original design, or through the fading of time. His face looked a mess, dirt caking his face, and of course, some stains of booze on his skin and clothes. Then of course, there was also the pungent aroma of alcohol steeped into his clothes, and perhaps as well, soaked into his flesh. This was not just a man who frequented this bar, but all bars, enjoying not to drink, but to get drunk. His hair was long, but not long like Kenji's own hair. This man's hair appeared unevenly cut, and soaked in booze a few times over the years, so that it would not only feel greasy, but simply looked greasy. And it went without saying, his eyes were glassy looking, and bloodshot.

Kenji heaved a sigh as he looked this man over. Saying that he looked a mess was an understatement. He looked pathetic, like nothing more that a humiliation to whatever land he was in at the time. He held no small part in causing the disrepute this bar had acquired. If this man were put away, surely some of that bad image would fade away. And now, the man was calling out, loud and boisterous.

"Ora, woman! I need more!" He staggered, putting his hand to the bar, to steady himself, and still nearly falling over completly. "Ora!! Get over here."

"Sir, you have had enough, do not bother my staff," said the man in charge.

"'m payin', so shut yer yap and get me more sake!"

"Sir, I am not serving you any more sake. Sit down and be quiet, and when you're able to walk a straight line, go home. Or would you rather I contact the Shinobi Police?"

"'s tha' a threat, basta'd!? Don' threa'n me! I' bust you up!" The man continued to swagger, even as he talked tough to the owner of the bar, and rose his fists apparently actually serious about starting a fight. The man really looked pathetic. His stance was horrible. How did he give the police trouble?

"Sit down an' shut up you bastard! Or I'll bust your lip for him!" came the call of another patron of the bar. He was not as drunk, but he did get up with a little bit of a swagger, and approached the loud one. Kenji heaved a heavy sigh, and finished off his cup's content, and stood from his seat. The serving girl was huddled in the corner near his table at this point, and Kenji would gently pat her shoulder, as he approached the two men.

"How about both of you quiet down, and let everyone else in here enjoy their drinks in peace. I'm sure we can settle our issues with quiet words." This was a damned award acceptance speech, Kage initiation address, for Kenji, who was usually as quiet as death. Returning to such silence, he held both his hands out at his sides, palms outward, to the two mean as a show of peace.

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[Hogosha Kenji]

The two men quieted down, but only so they could look upon Kenji with bewildered expressions. Kenji remained as he was for a moment, as if he were intending to stay like that till they caved in and sat down quietly. That, was not going to happen. First, the loud drunkard started laughing boisterously. The other one did not laugh, but instead got angrier at the loud one. "Shut up already ye bastard!" This only angered the loud drunk, but at least it stopped his laughing. "Shu' up ya'self, ya pansy bast'd. Ya talk, bu' ye 'aven' raised a fist yet! Whaddya a cowid!?"

The loud man turned, and swung a fist at the other. He would then raise an arm, to block the first, but the loud one swaggered with his punch. The fist glided across the man's arm, which intended to block, and instead hit the man in the face, toppling him over. Clearly, not only did this guy drink to get drunk, but he also seemed adept at the Drunken Fist. Kenji heaved a sigh, and lowered his arms to his sides. "Pathetic simpletons..." he muttered, as he closed his eyes.

"Ora!! What did you call me!? You tryin'a start somethin'!?"

The other man had stumbled after the first punch, but by now had regained his composure, and got back up to address the louder drunk. "Yea, he may be a simpleton, but I was trying to quiet him down too. You got a problem with me!?"

"Ora!! Ora!! Watch your mouth, bastid!"

"Would you shut up already? You're only making yourself sound like a bigger and bigger idiot."

"Big talk from the idiot I just clobbered in the face!"

"Shut yer yap! You got lucky! You want my fist in your nose!"

Another sigh spilled from Kenji's lips as he decided this argument was going to get them no closer to any resolve of the issues. His body sprung into action, leaping slightly off the ground as he spun about in a full 360 degree turn, delivering first a kick at the louder drunk's shoulder, while his body twisted at the hip, and angled a fist for the jaw of the not as loud drunk.¹

The blows landed, and the loud drunk would stumble back, landing into a chair that toppled over and crashed to the floor. The not as loud drunk brought an arm up and blocked the fist, but took a few steps back due to the force behind the attack. After a moment, he lowered his arms, and eyed Kenji once again.

(To be continued...)

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1: Dainamikku Akushon (Dynamic Action)
Rank: D
Type: Offensive / Taijutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Chakra: Low - High
Special: Up to one punch and kick can be performed per use, plus one more of each one each time retrained. May be learned 5 times (4 retrains). Every 2 retrains increases tier consumption by one.
Description: Without warning, the user launches themselves at the opponent from whichever stance they were holding at whichever angle they can come in, and proceed to deliver a barrage of weak but quick punches and kicks.

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[Hogosha Kenji]

The loud one needed a moment, first to get out of the chair, since it apparently had the urge to prevent him from getting off of it. The quieter one, stood aghast for a moment, staring at Kenji seemingly startled by the fact that he had moved so quickly, suddenly, and decisively. In fact, Kenji had hardly put for any thought or effort at all. They were drunkards, anything beyond a job would seem fast to them. Kenji moved back to the table this had all started at, casually, and pulled out a seat, for himself, and sat down. Then, he motioned to the other chairs, one of which was down on the ground, with the loud drunkard spilling out of eventually. He got to his feet, and in a fluster moved to face Kenji once more.

Kenji cleared his throat. "Now, can we sit peacefully? And Chat?" He kept his hands held out to the two spots, where one chair was, and where the other chair would be, should they decide to sit and talk this out. For a time, silence would linger between the three, as the two drunks would look between each other, then back to Kenji, then back to each other. When a smile creased both their lips, Kenji once more frowned, and heaved a sigh. "Civilians, get clear." No sooner had he said such, than had the loud drunk picked up the chair from the ground, and moved to smash it over Kenji's head. The quieter drunk moved around the table, grasping for his own chair as well.

Kenji pushed out of his chair, and moved to the ground. He kicked his own chair towards the loud drunk's feet. The slight jostle it caused gave way to a tumble. The louder drunk tripped over the chair, and fell forward, towards Kenji. Kenji's eyes darted to the other drunk, as he was already moving. He braced his weight on one palm, sending a kick upward towards the loud drunk's face.² It connected, sending the man upward a bit, and then back into a pile against another table, breaking one of the table legs, and causing it to collapse atop him. Kenji then pivoted his body, switching weight from one hand to the other, as his body spun about, moving out of the way of the chair the quieter drunk was using, to try and crash over Kenji. It instead shattered on the floor, as Kenji swooped a leg across his legs.³ The second drunk came crashing down to the floor.

Kenji stood up, swinging one arm around the quieter man's neck as he did so, scooping him up to his feet, before moving over to the pile of wood that had once been a table, and wrestled the louder drunk from the wreckage. Plucking him up, he dragged both men over to the counter, where the owner stood with a shocked look on his face. Kenji glanced between the two men. "Ryo pouches, now." he said firmly. Reluctantly, the two men would take the pouches on their belts, filled meagerly with ryo, and dropped them on the counter. Kenji, smiled and nodded to the owner. "For the damage, have a nice day." Kenji then turned, and literally dragged the two men out of the bar, away from the people, so that they could enjoy the rest of their day.

(To be concluded...)
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2: Shoufuu (Rising Wind)
Rank: C
Type: Offensive / Taijutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Chakra: Mid
Special: Sends the victim or item flying up to 5 meters up in the air, plus 1 more each time retrained.
Description: Using their quickness and agility, the user will perform a highly swift upwards kick at their opponent or at a weapon they are wielding, sending either or flying in the air.
3: Reppuu (Violent Wind)
Rank: D
Type: Offensive / Taijutsu
Range: 0 - 5 meters
Chakra: Low
Special: Affects up to one opponent per kick, plus one more each time retrained, as long as opponent's are within the 5 meter vicinity of the kick.
Description: Using their quickness and agility, the user moves low to the ground, dropping and delivering a spinning kick to sweep their opponent off their feet.

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[Hogosha Kenji]

The spirits of the two drunkards had clearly dissipated, and they did not argue as they were dragged off. However, it would cause quite a scene as a whole, as Kenji dragged the two men out of the bar, and into the streets. The people in the streets would watch in wonder as Kenji continued with them, dragging them down the streets and to the police department. Kenji would in fact, take the long route to the station, so as to allow more people in the village to see what was happening. This scene was deliberate, but was not done simply to show the two men that causing mayhem in the city would get them punished, but it was also done to show the citizens of the village, they would be kept safe. Despite the lack of power Kusa had in contrast to the greater nations, there were still strong individuals working to make Kusa a safe place, that was Kenji's goal. Not just to punish those that upset the balance of justice, but to ensure the people of the village that they would be protected, from anything, even the littlest of things.

Along the way, the shock in the eyes of the many citizens would soon turn to wonder, and then awe. Some even began to cheer, as they clearly recognized the men as those that had caused trouble in the bar, and perhaps other areas of the village, before. Kenji smiled, delighted that his intended effect was attained.

Once at the police department, he would turn the two men over for the disturbance they created, and explained everything that happened in the bar. He would explain that he was there on a mission from the Kusakage, and that the police did not have to worry about handling everything themselves, they would always have help should they need it. With such message delivered, he would then depart, and walk leisurely back to the bar. He was met with smiles and thanks. He was given some more sake in thanks for his deeds. He would not be able to savor it for much longer though. After he had enjoyed a little more sake, and made sure that there were no other people prepared to cause trouble in the bar, he would return to the Atrium to relay the message that the mission was done. He did not care so much for the monetary reward of it, for his family was not so bad off, but the money would be put to use in his goals in strengthening the village and the country as a whole.

[KEITH]

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