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Restaurants, relaxing youngsters, city guards. Sesshi took a left turn. Book stores, pet stores, shopping housewives, a small, blond kid crying in the dooropening of what appeared to be a small store for bonsai-supplies. Sesshi paused for a moment and turned his head towards the toddler. For a split seconds, the shark's heart melted and he considered to help the boy, ask him what was bothering him. But before he had even moved a muscle, an elderly lady who appeared to be the child's grandmother dashed out of the store with surprisingly speed and agility, swooped her weeping relative from the doorstep and began comforting it by means of gentle pats on its back. Ironically, the scene made Sesshi agitated rather than happy, cozy and warm on the inside. The old crane's appearance had once again reminded him of what had to be done.

Another left turn. Sesshi now found himself in previously unexplored terrain. A narrow but cozy street, said to be known for housing many of Kirigakure's retired ninja legends - and smelling like the old veterans too. Sesshi took a deep breath, followed by a long and tired sigh. Warm air filled his lungs, a queer smell began dominating his nostrils; A most curious odor best described as a combination of fresh bakes cookies, cheap cologne and dirty laundry. If it wasn't for the dull task ahead, the eccentric Genin would have been fascinated by everything his senses were perceiving; But the dull task did exist, had to be done and cast a shadow over how Sesshi saw the unique neighborhood. Ignoring a great many "Hello"'s and "Good afternoon"'s, he dragged his feet forward and kept his vicious, yellow eye open for number 9. Bloody, godforsaken number 9.

It amused Sesshi to see the young girl manipulate her bone structure and dance through her attackers, killing the first two in the process and threatening the last one. At the same time, he felt a slight disappointment Tightly grasping his beloved mallet, regardless of the advice of the somewhat feminine boy who entered the fray shortly after himself, the shark-boy had hoped to jump in and take his share of violence. But it looked like the girl had hogged up all the action, slaying her attackers in the blink of an eye and finishing the fight before it even properly started. Letting out an exited and impressed chuckle, Sesshi took a couple of steps forward and briefly poked one of the corpses. Blood squirted out of a gaping hole in its chest as it rocked back and forth. This guy was as dead as he could be.

"I never doubted you were capable of dealing with this lowlife". Sesshi walked up to the second corpse and poked it in a similar fashion. Having suffered less messy injuries than his comrade, namely only a couple of cuts in vital spots, the second mans body showed less of a bloody spectacle upon being jabbed with the mallet. He was equally dead, nonetheless. Gesturing at the two corpses, and gesturing at the pale skeleton girl, Sesshi continued. "But this, I didn't expect. Why did you let the third guy go? A bone in the gut would've served him right!"

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It was a mere 30 minutes later that Sesshi pushed open worn back door of mister Ayabito's house, instantly welcomed by the pleasant smell of fresh coffee, yet finding no trace of its drinker. Even for a man alone, the kitchen was exceptionally small and, considering it was being used by a man who couldn't even tend his own garden, surprisingly well ordened and cleaned. Bright white cabinets, despite their light color free of stains, filled the wall and displayed several ancient sets of porcelain cups and dishes, decorated with a rather simplistic, blue flower-pattern. The one small piece of bare wall had been hidden behind the small picture of a young, brown-haired woman, smiling at the camera with a rather uncomfortable grin. If it wasn't for the tiny clouds of vapor escaping the iron kettle, not a single aspect of the kitchen would suggest someone even inhabited the apartment.

"Heloooo, mister Ayabito?!"

Sesshi took a step into the hallway. Its old, wooden floor let out load moans as the exceptionally large youngster shifted his weight from one plank to another. But beside the wood and the faint echo of his voice, the house remained dead silent. Like when he arrived, it took the old man ages to respond. But eventually, the flowershop owner returned a short and clear grunt from upstairs.

"Up here, kiddo. Aren't you done yet?"

"Yeah, I am. It was easy enough. This is no work for a real ninja! I'm just stopping by to tell you I'm finished and leaving"

There was a moment of silence upstairs, followed by the continuous creaking of planks as mister Ayabito made his way towards the back of the house; peeking out of the window to check his work, Sesshi guessed. A small feat which, once again, took the old man an impressive amount of time to preform. Sesshi killed the time by observing the hallway, a space not nearly as interesting as the mans kitchen. It was a bland room, almost completely built out of wood. The floor, the wall, the ceiling and even the stair had been made from plants, though the types of wood seemed different. The only real eyecatcher was a large rug nailed to the wall rather than placed on the floor. It was old but, like the kitchen surprisingly clean. But before Sesshi had the chance to wonder how someone to fragile kept his maintained his property so well (was the old man more vital than he appeared, or was someone else doing the work for him?), his employer had returned to the top of the stairs.

"You left quite the mess for a 'real ninja', don't you think?", he spoke in his deep voice with a faint spark of sarcasm. Took a fraction of a second for Sesshi to figure out what the man meant, but then it occurred to him. He had been lopping uprooted plants over his shoulder the whole time, the garden must've been a disaster by now. "Oh, right, thàt mess. Just give me a moment, I'll...""Never mind that, I've seen worse from some of your predecessors. It will wash away. Just remember this for next week. You can go, kid"

Sesshi left. Into the rain, but smiling. It was most kind of mister Ayabito to not make a hassle out of the plant waste. On the other hand, it was shocking he was unable to preform a task even as simple as this completely right. Ah well, he learned. Despite his hot-headed and stubborn nature, the young Hoshigake became wiser every day. Even on meaningless missions such as these: Learning.

[Exit]

Sesshi sighed as he stepped around in the garden and observed the numerous species of weed it harbored. It was hard to believe that this was actually a weekly mission. On the other hand, the wet Water Country climate was known for preforming miracles on plants. It was a seemingly endless job, as well as a seemingly useless one. Even if Sesshi rid the garden of its weeds for now, it was likely to be overgrown by next week. The shark-boy shrugged. It didn't matter. It was jobs like this that kept him busy and got him paid. He'd better get started.

After casting a sad look in his weapons direction, Sesshi placed his spiked mallet against the wall and took of his shirt, like he usually did before getting busy. Although he preferred to solve his problems with a well-aimed smack with the hammer, it looked like that tactic simply wouldn't cut it today. Especially now mister Ayabito had asked him to watch out for his flowers, bludgeoning the weeds into submission just didn't seem like the way to go. He folded his large hands around the first weed he could find and, using his infamous, raw, bloodline strength, began uprooting the green pests. No jutsu, no weapons. All todays mission needed was patience and a little bit of aggression.

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ARMAMENTS[/u][/color]

• Primary Weapons:
  
  
  Spiked Mallet
  Rank: C
  Type: Primary / Melee
  Special: Besides delivering powerful, blunt blows, this weapon also punctures the enemy's skin
  Description: The Spiked Mallet is the weapon of choice of Hoshigake Sesshi. It is made up from a metal shaft, slightly longer than 4 feet, and a heavy, steel hammerhead. Tiny spikes, roughly one and a half inch in length, extend from each side of the hammerhead to add some additional stabbing damage to each strike.
  
  To further personalize the mallet, the hammerhead was altered to resemble 2 gaping shark jaws with with the spikes resembling their teeth. Done by Sesshi himself however, the modification was far from professional and looks hilarious rather than frightening.
  Cost: 1,000 Ryo
  
  
• Secondary Weapons:
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  Exploding Note
  Rank: D
  Type: Tool / Area of Effect
  Range: 0 - 5 meters
  Special: 10 per pack
  Description: The exploding note is a piece of parchment paper infused with special chakra, layered over with a special script on it that serves to enable and facilitate its explosive properties. Its execution is simple - the ninja can attach the note to another object such as a kunai or log, and upon activation, the note is set and begins either a slow countdown burn, which eventually results in a large explosion, or the explosion in itself upon command.
  Cost: 500 per Pack
  

  
  

  
  Kama (x2)
  Rank: C
  Type: Secondary / Ranged + Melee
  Special: 1 per pack
  Description: A "kama" is a Japanese sickle used as a weapon. It has a short handle and a sharp beak that inflicts more damage than a kunai or shuriken but is considerably slower through the air.
  Cost: 500 per pack
  

  
  

  
  Shuriken (Ninja Star) (x10)
  Rank: D
  Type: Secondary / Ranged
  Special: 5 per Pack.
  Description: A shuriken, like kunai, is one of the more basic weapons employed by ninja of all classes. They are sharpened, four-pronged metal stars, no more than a few inches long, and are extremely useful for throwing. Although small, they can be used to distract, or, if accurate enough, to kill. They have an open circle in the center, used for grabbing with a finger, to avoid cutting oneself, or to put thread through. The circle is also a benefit in aerodynamics, as it ensures more accurate trajectories.
  Cost: 100 Ryo per Pack
  

  
  
  
  
• Items:
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  Blank Scroll
  Rank: C
  Type: Accessory / Self
  Special: -
  Description: Scrolls remain one of the most important pieces of equipment in a ninja's arsenal. Because of their size, multiple scrolls can be carried into battle in the front pouches of a flak jacket or in a satchel. This will save space and not sacrifice a much needed piece of equipment which may be required later. In the end, the scroll is useful because it allows the ninja to summon creatures, people and items to their aid.
  Cost: 1,000

  
  
• Releases: Suiton