Blitzkrieg

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[spoiler=HELP THE ELDERLY
RANK: D]
DESCRIPTION: An old people’s home which promotes independence of the elderly in Kusagakure has requested some shinobi to go out and buy the items that a certain old gent or lady has requested. Due to the short timelimit, your agility as a shinobi comes in to play and you must be successful in collecting the items, as any wrong things bought may result in the mission being jeopardized! The items can range from soap to ready-made meals and the mission is fairly straight forward, so try not to mess up!
OBJECTIVE: Buy the items on the list and deliver them to the elderly!
PAY: 25 EXP and 500 Ryo.[/spoiler]

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Situated and squished out of place in the middle of a number of mid-size structures. A lone mildly popular ramen stand made its home among the surrounding giants. It was a simple place when it came to its layout, and it was primarily built out of lumber. The hideaway had a red and white awning that jutted out from the crown of its construction, while six steel cushioned stools were staged before a clean wooden counter peppered with a pair of napkin receptacles and assorted condiments. The stools were embedded into a lower outstretching timber surface positioned evenly, and spaced out by roughly a foot and a half. Two of those seats on this warm sunny day had happened to be occupied by two different species who shared similar beastlike souls.

The first, a untamed mortal by the name of Inuzuka Unari whose eyes burned with a ravenous sense of adventure. The second, Kuroimaru a all black ninken that is a deadly gray wolf in the making. The kusa genin was fitted with his accustomed attire, his spear propped to the left of him and he was burdened with his accustomed appetite at the moment.

"Yo, can I get a rare cooked beef and cheese hamburger."

A bark jumped in Unari's direction as Kuroimaru displayed dissatisfaction with what had just went down. The Inuzuka faintly tilted his head to the left, glaring out the corner of his eyes.

"Jeez! I wasn't even finished with the order yet! And can I also get a raw t-bone steak for the impatient mutt please?"

A burly brown haired chef average in height dressed in the common cooking uniform nodded alongside a grin in confirmation toward the request.

Unari continued to look in the course of Kuroimaru with a crazed look.

"Ya know Kuroimaru    ...I wish YOU would cover the bill..."

The small pup whimpered in response. Then followed it up with a few excited barks that came in swift succession.

"Your right, and of course I'm excited about the mission   ...somewhat. I mean we are helping old people man. And I didn't join the shinobi corps to be a errand boy for bags of bones."

Unari's disposition soon altered as a empty facial expression had boredom written all over it immediately upon him dwelling on his first assignment as a shinobi. Keeping up with the crabby appearance, his left elbow rested on the woody surface, meanwhile his palm leisurely cupped his left cheek. The sizzling of a burger could be heard ringing in the small confine, simultaneously the mouthwatering beefy aroma had crept into the air making its way to Unari and Kuroimaru nostrils which was pure bliss. Then suddenly out of nowhere a voice filled with bass spoke out from behind the counter.

"What makes you so sure this is going to be a boring mission kid? You might end up being surprised. Plus, it's a good thing your doing. Helping the elderly. Don't be so quick to downplay your role and purpose."

The kusanin soaked up the middle-age man's words. His short spiel sounded similar to something his mother would cook up and the Inuzuka figured there was some truth in it, although Unari badly wanted to partake in something that would fire him up. Moments later two ivory plates would slide across the plank's surface like synchronized ice skaters. One dish a hamburger, the other a raw t-bone steak. Both perishable items would be quickly and wildly eaten. In the seconds succeeding Unari and Kuroimaru would casually depart, but of course only after the genin left his expense prior to slinging his spear over his shoulder.

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"Yyyyaaaahhhhaaaa!"

A revolving silhouette flipped three times over executing a nimble triple front tuck. After Unari landed he paused briefly in a crouched position prior to accelerating back to his rapid pace atop the Kusa buildings. Trailing close behind was a fast moving black patch of fur. The duo proceeded onward with a breakneck pace, energetically vaulting over the gaps of developed and ruined creations alike.

'I've never been to an old folks home. Haha   ...naw, naw it's more like a living graveyard.'

Being the outspoken individual Unari is. His little mental joke he anticipated was funny. The undomesticated teen thought its standard was good enough to be shared with his best pal.

"Hey Kuroimaru!   ...were not going to an old people's home but a living graveyard   ...Yeah?"

The Inuzuka presumed he was a fairly humorous entity. So when he went seeking approval on his most recent attempt to be hilarious, Kuroimaru's low audible whimper that mimicked a irked sigh let him know he failed at his most recent comedic endeavor.

"No!?   ...is that the dog pound over there?"

Kuroimaru unleashed some barks in retort in which a snobbish look would be sculpted onto Unari's face.

After approximately several minutes the savage barefooted youngster would decelerate out of a full titled sprint transitioning into a light jog, and finally dying into a mild walk upon nearing his target destination. 

The old people's home was quite presentable, the grounds crew did a good job in keeping up with the well trimmed hedges. Meanwhile shrubs and flowers were precisely and artfully planted creating a overall tranquil affect. Unari strolled along the stone path with both arms coolly folded behind his head allowing his digits to interlock behind his cranium. He whistled a simple tune and turned to his left and right soaking up the two story building before him. At the time people were coming in and out. The teen knew it was more than likely that they were visiting family members.

'Not a bad shindig   ...Not bad at all. I wonder if my father's parents live in a place like this?   ...whatever I just need to find...'

Resetting to a more neutral body language, the genin reached within one of his pouches to unveil a slip of paper. His lemon headlights glanced down at the sheet in order to reabsorb the contents.

'...to find Mr? Takao Kouya.'

Swiftly with a brisk walk the Inuzuka entered the facilities and approached the front desk. Subsequent to a minor conversation with the clerk, Unari found out his presence was expected and he had accumulated the necessary intel on where to locate this Takao Kouya.

The man commissioning Unari's current responsibility was stationed in a gorgeous japanese garden, placed at the heels of the elderly farm and Kouya position was based upon the center of a timbered crescent bridge overlooking a small pond full of koi fish. The Inuzuka and his canine companion would approach with a sturdy confidence.

"What's up? The name is Unari. This four-legged beast here is Kuroimaru. I'm here to fulfill my duty. So what exactly is it?"

"Ah the young always in a rush, but your punctual    ...I like that. I'm glad your not like the rest of the youth these days?   ...you guys like to be    ...fashionably late?"

The old tiny withered looking man faced Unari with a wide grin chuckling to his own tune till he let out a few messy coughs.

"So is that what the youth are into these days? No shoes? My, my, my how times have changed. Your quite the savage looking boy aren't you? I can tell your from the Inuzuka clan. So what is your mission?"

The genin's face went blank and was chased by a facepalm. The old man snickered again.

"Oh yes! I need you to pick me up a package. It should be arriving in a half hour in the Teshio district. Behind this address you will see a man standing in an alleyway wearing a conical hat similar to mine. Time is of the essence since an exact hour is all you got   ...to get here and back. Now shoo."

Unari had a stoned look of disbelief.

'A hour to get to the Teshio district and back?  ...really?

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Naked feet-hands thumped and four paws with claws clattered with a high sense of urgency across a rooftop. Associated with this sprint was a genin panting heavily pointing to a mild fatigue. To boot clammy skin gleamed in the Kusa sunshine.

Not only did Unari have to be fast physically, but his route also had to be fast efficiently. The teen felt he was doing that with the path he was piecing together like a puzzle in relation to his ultimate journey's end. 

"Yyyooowww!"

It was an instinctual cry as the genin cleared a rather wide gap onto a lower roof. Performing a snappy barrel roll when touching down, the Inuzuka quickly rose back to his feet persisting on with his hasty pace.

A few more vaults over some rifts here, a descent to the ground there, and a couple of lefts and rights. Unari would arrive to the Teshio District eventually pulling in your typical looking alley. The man Kouya described was exactly where he said he would be. Making his approach cautiously the two would exchange cold unfriendly glares. Kuroimaru would growl lowly.

"Here for a package for Takao Kouya?"

The large man in the conical hat nodded saying nothing and handing Unari a sealed 15x10 yellow envelope. Judging from the weight, size, and general feel of it. Unari figured there was some type of booklet in it.

With the transaction completed the teen meshed both hands together holding a seal, at the same time focus his chakra.

"Shikyaku no Jutsu!"

Slowly a blue aura soon began to snake off of Unari's frame like steam. As he assumed a four point stance his finger and toe nails warped further into a claw-like state. In a flicker the beastly nin hands and feet tore off into the earth. His ensuing action after entering a narrow passage was to ping pong off a parallel set of adjacent walls until he angled off the surface carrying out a simple single front tuck. He landed on all fours only to continue manically running beyond the Kusa overheads.

When Unari had presently breezed back to the old folks home he didn't bother with the front door. Instead spring over the wall leading to the garden was a much better direct beeline to the old man.

"So I see you have made it back and with four minutes to spare. I must admit your pretty fast sonny, you remind me of myself. Now where's the package?"

A moist perspiry and excessive panting teen had the envelope snatched right from his hand.

"So what is in there? Why did I nearly collapse my lungs for? Is it some secre-"

The elderly man's facial expression was twisted, dirty, and perverted. The hexed look that was the Inuzuka's face couldn't explain his frustration. He pushed his self to his limits and beyond for a dirty magazine? Then suddenly there was a voice yelling.

"OK EVERYONE VISITING HOURS ARE OVER!"

"WellwishIhadmoretimetotalknowbye! Oh and get some shoes!" 

This whole time Unari was in shock. His right eyebrow uncontrollably twitched in annoyance along with a random vein appearing on the side of his temple.  

'...A nude magazine?   ...that's what I was assigned to get?'

Unari just smirked and glanced down at a tail wagging Kuroimaru.

'Welp what do ya do?'

The Inuzuka would indifferently shrug his shoulders. A sharp whistled sounded as the genin gave a directional head gesture to tell Kuroimaru 'this way'. The joyous pup barked before walking off lazily side-by-side with Unari.

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[LOOCH]

[spoiler=CUTTING BACK THE FOREST
RANK: D]
DESCRIPTION: Despite the fact that Kusagakure is widely known as a village that harbours all kinds of plants, not all of them are ones that citizens want to see in the village. Sometimes the plants get out of hand and they need cutting back in order to prevent them from growing over paths and becoming menaces, and because of that the village has requested shinobi to go out and cut back some of the plants that have started to become overgrown- cut them back by any means necessary, but don’t go overboard and destroy the plants!
OBJECTIVE: Prune some trees and bushes!
PAY: 25 EXP and 500 Ryo.[/spoiler]

If an individual was to look at Unari they would notice the nuetral mug was focused like a microscope. Why so? Becuase he wanted to get his next mission over with already and he hadn't even begun it yet. Although the teen had to admit he was faintly fired up, primarly due to the use of his weapon would be permitted on this assignment. The savage youth gleamed a jagged-toothed smile as he momentarily pushed his optics in the corner of their sockets overlooking his shoulder toward his sheathed polearm. His japanese yari was a beautiful sight, it was one that delivered chills down his spine. It wasn't out of some sick sadistic enjoyment ...well lets be real it was out of some sick sadistic enjyment. He finally had a opportunity to swing it even if it his enemies was some overgrown bushes that needed to be trimmed.

Winding down a cobblestone road his first destination was not far and like always Kuroimaru, his canine traveling companion was right by his side.

"So you ready to do some lawncare? ...Perhaps after my grand display of talent we can open up some type of business?"

The black pup he spoke down to reeled off multiple yips.

"True ...lawncare just doesn't suit us well ...it just doesn't compliment our attributes. We're to savage for this stuff, and besides ..it'll get boring Real fast I suppose ...C'mon lets speed it up and do work."

As the words came to a close, Unari's feet ripped into the earth as he and Kuroimaru had swiftened their getalong.

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'The first location according to my mission slip should be here around this bend if I'm not mistaken....'

Upon Unari rounding the corner the target building had came into sight and its address was hard to recognize from the obstructing greenery that surrounded the site. Once he had officailly arrived he stopped and stared at the place and 'its problems'. No wonder these people requested the service, the structure was damn near shrouded in unwanted green foilage, and it had made the place look very ugly in appearance. After being outside for only a minor moment he was appaorached by a average looking blacked haired woman decked in a complete geisha getup. She had informed the Inuzuka that she was the requestee and she had given him instructions on what she wanted to be done.

When the woman had finished with her plead and left the onyx haired youth to do his own bidding he artfully unstrapped his arm and removed the sheath covering the bladed end of his spear. Taking the spear in his right hand he had angled the bladed cusp upward. This allowed the sixteen inch blade to shimmer as it refracted off of the suns radiate rays.

"No time like the present, A Kuroimaru?"

The dog's retort came back in the form of a bark.

"Welp! Lets get to it!

After finishing his statement Unari held a single seal manipulating his chakra for a purpose.

"Juujin Bunshin!'

A sudden plume of ivory smoke covered over Unari and Kuroimaru respective position. When the haze cleared, not just one of the Inuzuka would be erect, but a exact replication of himself now stood to his right where Kuroimaru had once been.

"Alright. You know what to do. I got this side of the building you get the otherside, and we will meet in the back ...okay?"

The doppleganger that was Kuroimaru let out a audible snarl as Unari, the original tossed his twin a singular kunai.

Quickly the duo had went to work on the overcrowding shrubs. Each individual had used precise deft swipes to produce a clean cut result. Unari would also look at this chance as a opening to practice with his primary weapon of choice. Each stroke taken would be criticized and critiqued. In the rear of the countless slashes the pair would reunited back in front of the traditional Japanese construct. Scattered about the encompassing surface was a heavy amount of leaves, branches, and other debris. It even was decorated in the genin's hair and clothing. Without notice the ivory smog had returned and after it dissipated, once again Kuroimaru the gray wolf pup would be present. Uncluttering the waste took only a quarter of the time it had taken to obliterate it. After putting the finishing touches on this job, Unari would begin to sprint into another direction heading for the subsequent address.