Kyori + Frozen

[Frozen]

Mission Name: Novice Diplomat
Rank: D
Description:
Make low-level connections with potential and existing trade/political partners in other countries. Carry out any tasks given by them to gain their favor.
Restrictions: None. Repeatable.
Rewards: 25 EXP 500 Ryo

[Taking place in a city nearby kumogakure. Just looking to learn a little more about the country.]
Kyori

With a heavy sigh Elsa scoured her crude map as she tried to find exactly where she was supposed to go. She was, of course, looking for kumogakure but this had turned out to be a much more difficult task than she had expected. As the days went by she could say with confidence that her map was pretty inaccurate and her parents only had a vague idea of where the village actually was. I guess that's why they call it a hidden village. Well, there wasn't much for her to do other than try to find the biggest city that she could and try to meet some people. Ideally she would be able to make some connections with important people.

Looking over her map again, Elsa soon found that there were some clearly marked towns and cities. One of which was named Kumokaku and was only several miles away from her current location. Upon arriving, she greeted the gate guardians politely and requested entrance into the city.

“Let’s see some paperwork,” said the gruff voice of a short statured man.

“Ah, yes,” Elsa replied as she pulled out a hand crafted wooden snowflake about the size of her palm. Where she was from, this signified exactly where she was from and that she was of royal blood. However, the guard simply looked at it with a puzzled expression.

“What’s this? I’m looking for some identification here. Got a headband? Got business here?”

Elsa blushed nervously as she got off of her horse to better speak with the man, “I am princess Elsa of Arendelle and I’m here to speak with a trade minister of your city.”

The man stared back at her and thought for a few moments. It was pretty obvious that this woman was either a real princess or someone that was really good at pretending to be one. He looked through the few bags that Elsa had brought along with her and found no weaponry whatsoever so he figured that there was no harm letting her in.
“Everything looks alright to me,” he continued, “however we’re going to need you to wear an identification bracelet. It lets people know that you’re an outsider and will give the authorities a means of tracking you to make sure you’re not doing anything unseemly.”

Elsa nodded in appreciation as she held out her wrist to receive the bracelet. This was all so odd to her; where she was from, almost anyone could enter the kingdom. Then again, it wasn’t anywhere near the size of this city and the guards had always been able to handle ruffians with ease. After finally being put in ‘the system’ and equipped with her ID bracelet, Elsa mounted her horse and continued into the city.

Now that she was inside, she really didn’t know where to go next… So she would just wander around for a few hours and try to get to know the place a little better. Perhaps she would meet a few interesting characters.

[Frozen]

[OOC: The mission got approved so I edited the first post. I would imagine you get mission credit as well if we complete it.]
[OOC #2: Kyori deleted his post so sorry if this one doesn't make much sense. I'll wrap up our interactions next post]


Just as Elsa was about to ride off into the city in search of the trade ministry, she heard some commotion behind her. She heard the voice of a young adult say something about keeping an eye on her. She turned her horse around to get a better view of the situation to see Kyori speaking with the short guard. The guard and the princess both looked the boy over. While Elsa didn’t really know why a young man would want or need to escort her, the guard seemed to think it was a good idea.

“Hmm, you’re a nin if I’m not mistaken,” the guard said gruffly as he referenced a list of Kumo shinobi and verified the boy’s appearance. “It’s not necessary, but the lass might need a little guidance. It’s pretty clear that she’s new to these parts.”

Elsa didn’t know whether she should be insulted or not, but decided to keep her calm and give them a polite smile. She got off her horse and patted it so it would know it was free to wander the wilderness for the time being.
“I would be delighted to be accompanied on my journey through the city. I am Elsa of Arendelle, who might you be?”

As the princess spoke, she motioned for the two to get moving into the city. There were plenty of people behind them that still needed to be processed so she didn’t want to cause any more of a commotion. After giving the young man some time to introduce himself, she would ask a question that had been nagging at her. “I’m curious as to how you got let in so easily. Do you provide an important service to this city?” Having been born and raised far from any sort of shinobi society, Elsa knew little to nothing about the shinobi hierarchy or how thing worked in these parts.

Elsa didn't have much to ask for the time being until she got to know Kyori a little better. If he had overheard her conversation with the guard he would already be aware that she was in search of a trade minister which could be a basis for continuing the conversation. 
Kyori

[Frozen]

Elsa enjoyed Kyori’s company as they went through the city. He was able to put her in touch several real estate owners, although he didn’t have much time to answer her questions. She guessed his life was a bit too busy to spend a good chunk of the day with a foreigner. In any case, it only took a few hours to set up living arrangements. Soon after she got settled, she invited a low level trade ministry representative to meet with her away from the hustle and bustle of the city. They would meet out by a beach bordering a fairly large lake where they could truly be alone with her thoughts.

The waves lapped over the shore, over and over as the winds and tides pushed and pulled them together, back and forth. The lake wind covered everything it touched with a miniscule layer of salt, blowing gently to counter the blazing sun that beat down mercilessly on the beach. It almost seemed like an illusion, for as soon as any indentation, any amount of permanence, anything at all that made it seem of this world was soon swept away by the winds and the shifting sands. Many had walked along its paths but none were remembered, such was the nature of sand.

There were those died, their blood splattered across the sands, and their graves soon were forgotten, their crosses buried by time and the ever changing weather. Storms, violent and powerful, ravaged the area one second and then in the next, the strange calm that fell over it now seemed to set in. A pair of black slippers slowly moved along the sand, leaving their mark that was soon to be blown away. A boy of 16 was walking along the beach, his pale white skin seeming to make her a direct target for the sun above him. He only smiled though, squinting his eyes forwards as he did, staring in the direction of the only other person on the beach.

Elsa had been waiting for about ten minutes. She was mounted on her snow white horse which had mild difficulty trotting over to the young man. She had only met with him briefly the other day indoors, so she was shocked to see exactly how fair skinned this guy was. The fact that he showed no signs of being skin burned at all was simply amazing. She herself wasn’t very dark skinned, but she felt as though such a person would have trouble living with such a condition. Fair skin often signified nobility, for they never lost their porcelain like skin to anything, well except perhaps blood.

It was a peaceful day so she wasn’t worried however about that coming. Her long blonde hair, falling down to the small of her back, was tied in to a simple braid, a tie at where her hair met the base of her head and at the end to keep it tidy. She looked like the princess that she was with how it was tied. She needed to look her best if she was going to ever make connections with foreign diplomats. But could she even consider this boy a diplomat? He was 16 at most and couldn’t possibly have that large of an influence…

[Frozen]

The boy’s clothing was of his own choice though, a pair of cloth white pants, a thin black shirt and a white cloth sleeveless vest. They were all light enough to blow in the wind, joining with his hair as they all danced along with the song of the sea. The boy smiled at the wind, closing his eyes to bask in its gentle game. It was only a few days after his first meeting with Elsa and he already felt so different, so changed. He truly felt like he could make his first trade deal with a foreign government!

“It’s good to see you again,” The boy stated as he flourished an identification badge to prove that it was really him. Elsa thought this formality was a bit excessive, but she responded in kind after recalling the boy’s name to be Kairo. “So let’s get down to business. I looked through our records and it seems as though we have only once ever traded with your kingdom. It was about thirty years ago over a course of about 6 months. It says here that we received a lot of very late shipments. It also notes that you were selling us… high quality ice.”

Kairo looked up to meet Elsa’s gaze with a puzzled look on his face. To Elsa this sounded pretty accurate and it took a few moments to realize that something was off. “What’s wrong,” she asked plainly. With a sigh, the boy replied, “well, I don’t really see how we would possibly have a use for ice. Unlike 30 years ago, we now have refrigeration units that can make as much ice as we need. That’s just the product I’m talking about. The fact that the shipments were always late is another thing. It’s very clear that we did not renew our contracts due to poor service when we did trade with your kingdom.”

Elsa now knew what was going on and she put her fingers to her temple as she tried to figure out how to explain herself. Kairo clearly thought that they literally sold ice. The kind of ice that you got in the winter. It was time to enlighten this boy.

“I now see why you’re hesitant to negotiate with me. Well, let me address the shipments first,” Elsa unrolled the scroll her father had given her and conjured up a handful of water to splash the parchment with. Upon making contact with the scroll, the water adsorbed to the surface and made a series of data appear listing out the trade histories with all the various cities around the world. “Our records state that your payments were late on all but one occasion. In addition, we experience winter for 6 months of the year so shipments are going to be late from time to time regardless. This being said, we send an excess of product for free with each shipment to hold you over until the next batch arrives.” The boy listened on.

[Frozen]

Elsa cleared her throat then continued, “In addition, this was only a trial period to test our shipping abilities for far away countries like this one. This was never meant to be a long lasting agreement. However we now have the capabilities to deliver to this region rather cheaply.”

The boy threw his hands into the air before placing them on top of his head, “I don’t think you’re getting the big picture here. We can make ice. As much as we want! I don’t know why we would need to import something that we can make very cheaply buy ourselves!”

The boy’s words infuriated Elsa to no end. She just wanted to punch him so hard that he flew all the way back to his stupid city. However she was a diplomat now. She had to maintain her calm and present herself in a very collected manner. She knew that this was the first step towards making a real trade deal and she couldn’t let her family down just because this kid didn’t know the difference between shit and quality ice.

“Allow me to explain,” she said with a forced smile, “I am aware of refrigeration units. You take tap water and automatically make ice from water. This is great for every day uses and in beverages. However our ice is literally crafted from particles in the air and solidified into the purest ice possible. This causes a noticeable change in flavor when added to any sort of beverage since it’s not being contaminated with filthy tap water. And have you ever taken a look at what you’re using for ice before? Those ugly chunks of frozen water are nothing compared to what we produce.”

Elsa drew out a box that was perpetually frozen on the inside. She opened it to reveal several samples of ice that she had brought from back home. Inside the case could be seen the most fancy ice patterns that were even possible to make. The boy’s jaw dropped as he saw just how crystal clear the ice was and how perfectly shaped they were.
“I won’t waste any of these on a demonstration here, but our ice dissolves in a special way. We can do any pattern you like for the right price.”

Elsa closed the box quickly and stowed it away before continuing, “and that’s just our luxury product. We can ship absolutely enormous chunks of ice of any purity and shape for whatever use you may have for it. We can ship entire houses made out of ice that will last you all winter and will shield your homeless from the elements. I could go on for hours with the different uses of our ice, but I would like to know what your feelings are now. If you’re not interested I could always move onto the next town.

“No!” the boy shouted after a few seconds of trying to process what Elsa had said. “We definitely could use a product such as this! Let me just jot down the key points here… and voila! I will contact my boss first thing tomorrow morning and try to set something up. I think this deal will benefit both of our cities…”

[Frozen]

Elsa bid Kairo farewell as he ran off into the distance where his carriage was waiting to take him back to the city. Elsa didn’t have much to do now other than prepare to speak with the kid’s boss so she would hang around at the lake for the time being. She raised her arms and formed some water out of thin air and tried to freeze it using sheer will power. However, this had enver been one of her strong points and she quickly realized that it was simply impossible without the wind release. She would have to practice if she was ever going to get it right! Her parents seemed to think that she needed someone to help her find the ability within herself, but she knew she could do it without help.

Even if the fact that the last few days had been hard training sessions that had failed miserably. She could see in her reflection that something was different. She had tried again and again at what her father had dictated and even though she never completed it, she didn’t stop trying until the night was old and dusk passed. Even though she had failed, it wasn’t the bitter failure she was used to feeling. It was a test these days, a test to pass the wall Father had shown her that she could break down.

Closing her eyes she stopped, bringing both hands to her sides as she closed her eyes and focused on the sound of the water, trying to keep the wind from her ears. The sound of the moving water was not as rough or as powerful as the waterfall but it was still around the same sound. Slowly she moved her hands forward, punching at the air, just as Father had shown her, slowly moving to kicks. She finally reached that kick, the one she never had been able to get before and spun around, her leg sweeping widely before skidding along the sand, she wobbling to keep her balance.

She smiled, happy not at the fact that she hadn’t mastered the technique yet but the fact that she hadn’t failed it yet again. She was improving, even if it was slowly. She pushed some of the hair that was falling over her face back over her eyes, smiling at the water in front of her. It seemed that the day could get no better. Did that mean it could only get worse? It was clear day, with a gentle breeze blowing off the sea, cooling the air that would otherwise be rather hot because of the yellow disk shining brightly in the sky.

The waves of sea water washed over the sand, moving back and forth gently, though with far more force than noticeable. The sea was powerful, wild, and uncontrollable; a force that was not be reckoned with. It pounded away at the few rocks that jutted out of the water, as though trying to wear them away with all of its strength and might. The salty air was crisp and light, giving the area a peaceful and eternally natural feel that few people could covet or understand. And there was life at every corner, whether it was the crabs that scuttled about on the sand, or the seagulls flying through the baby blue sky. All in all, it appeared to be a perfectly peaceful day.

[Frozen]

Now was the perfect time to blow off some pent up anger and frustration. At the very least, it would make her feel a hell of a lot better. Her blue eyes were blazing with a torrent of emotions: anger, confusion, frustration and, hidden deep inside of her icy depths, pain. Brushing her elegant hair out of her face, she continued making her away toward the shoreline, sighing deeply as her feet finally found the familiar sand shifting beneath her feet once more. It was different from the snow in her hometown, but it was no less comforting.

Ripping off her cape in irritation, she tossed it onto the sand, spreading it out like a blanket and then flopping down on it. Stretching out her well toned limbs, she finally began to relax a little, trying to get her mind off of things. Hopefully, a few days of rest here would help her relax so that she could return home once more. She had been granted a leave of absence from the for a few days, seeing as the day’s work had ended. Elsa needed the rest desperately, so she leapt at the chance to escape from the reminders of the fact that she needed to learn the ice release soon.

She needed some alone time so she could move on with her life, instead of sitting and moping about the prospect of losing her right to the throne. Learning a new release is not easy; never let anyone tell you any different, thought Elsa, grumbling angrily, seeing as she was thinking about it again. Failure could weigh you down and haunt you forever. And then she heard the familiar sound of sand shifting, along with the heavy breathing of training. Damnit, could she not find somewhere to be alone for five minutes?! Whoever the hell this person was, they were in for an ass-kicking, simply because they had gone off and disturbed her.

She hated it! Sure, she hadn’t noticed them there and they had probably been here first, but she didn’t care right now. She was in no mood to put up with people and besides, this was a wonderful excuse to beat someone up. At the very least, she had a reason that she could use to justify her quarrel. Grinning somewhat slyly, she leapt to her feet, landing elegantly before setting off in the direction of the offending noise. It was not long before her feet carried her to the source.

A young man just as pale as the last was training by herself a tad further up the beach. He was obviously fighting to keep her balance, and his dark hair fell ridiculously into his face as he struggled to continue. Elsa was unimpressed by this little show, and had half a mind to crush her self-confidence to mush with a few well chosen words. She crossed her arms, before deciding to get a little closer, keeping her steps quiet enough so that she could not hear. When she was close enough, she said rather coldly, “You know, you look like you could need some help,” She was getting enjoyment out of this, she would admit, and she was sure the guy was delicate when it came to his abilities.

[Frozen]

The boy’s training on the beach had continued with a few other maneuvers he had picked up over time. The countless lessons that he had learned all sorting through his head to remind him perfectly of what he had to do. Had he been less involved with his own thoughts or had he been able to muster the energy to focus on his surroundings, perhaps he would have noticed the woman walking towards him. Had he had more experience in the art of a warrior, he would have been able to sense her intentions but he was not yet at this point.

Had he had any sense he would have turned and run as soon as her words hit hiss ears, the charming ring to them being more than enough to show what exactly was going on through her mind. However none of these occurred. The female’s pleasant words hit his ears and immediately start driving themselves down in to his subconscious as they hit towards the key center that made him tick the wrong way, his doubt. He flinched, turning around to view the person who had just spoken, his mind winding and weaving at the same time. While it seemed as though she was giving her his full attention, nothing could be more untrue. There was clearly something wrong with this boy’s mental state.

‘You know, she’s right. You look pretty pathetic,’ the voices in the back of his head echoed with delight, having been silenced for a week now. They had been building up as he repressed them, pushed them back to make himself feel better, to forget his insecurities. It had mostly worked, his chakra being strong from the inside, where he controlled it. However the chakra failed when it came to the outside, his reliance on other people not attacking the sore subject having failed in an instant. It didn’t matter that the girl didn’t know him at all, had no ways of knowing how strong he was or wasn’t and had no basis for her statement. It still hurt all the same and it still went through her harsher than any wound he had ever received.

“So?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at her. That was right; he had to make her feel as though her comments were not worth his time. He had to try at least while he still had the confidence to do it, while His ideals planted after one day fought against years and years of beliefs hammered in to him viciously by all those around him. “Why would I be training if I was perfect?” he added, trying to contain his anxiousness. He was barely able to control his body to stop it from shaking and his hands were already a lost cause, trembling slightly. He needed to be sure his voice was kept controlled if anything, even the slightest crack would probably show the fact that she had hit a weak spot. That was easier said than done.

“What. do you want anyway?”

[Frozen]

“I just wanted to make conversation,” Elsa replied. She had no idea why this guy was taking what she had said the wrong way. “I meant no offense by it and I wish you luck in your training.” And that was that. She didn’t want to spend any time bothering this angsty child of he was going to be this way. She decided to bid the boy farewell and head back to the city. She had much to work on…

[Exiting. Felt as though this was dragging on for no reason]

[Axcel]

+76 exp

+25 mission exp and 500 ryo