Nick grabbed a lighter from his pocket. He then moved his lighter to his face and lit the cigaret that was laying between his lips. His vision was averted onto the village of Suna. His plans for leaving were almost rounded up. He would exhale white smoke from his lips as he yawned mildly. It was night. He was sitting on a mountain near the village, eyeing it. His stay here had been fun but it was time for him to move on. He couldn't stay in one place for too long or else he would get distracted with other stuff he really didn't need to concern himself about. He got off the ledge and headed to his apartment, on his way he saw a few drunk people. They were quite funny he thought. Though when he thought about it they didn't seem that drunk to him, he shrugged it didn't matter him too much.

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Nick opened his door to his apartment and got inside. he grabbed a sandwich from his fridge that was already prepared from his fridge. It was a left over from the night before. Meatball sandwich it was. It was quite nice, it had a nice taste. After having eaten the sandwich he headed into and was ready to start a new day tomorrow. It was around two AM when he went to bed. It was fortunate that he hadn't been drinking this time. So he had that going for him, which was nice. It was around one in the afternoon when he woke up. He slept out a little today. When he woke up he rolled out of bed and fell on his floor. It was quite a painful fall. After he fell he stood up and yawned into his hand once more. It had become a habit of his to yawn, he should try to stop that habit.

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He looked on his watch. He then mildly groaned internally and then stood up on his feet. He got dressed and then headed into his bathroom. He grabbed his sharp razor whilst applying some shaving cream on his face. He then traced the razer blade next to his face, shaving himself. He didn't have a lot of hairs on his face, but he prefered to keep it clean and smooth. Considering that he stroked his face oftenly when in deep thoughts it was an important key factor. And he likes to look somewhat more formally then casual, fashion choice, one could say. After being done with shaving he headed out his door and went downstairs. Then he remembered that he didn't have a downstairs and headed into his kithen. He opened the fridge and grabbed some random food and something to drink which he would then consume.

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Nick wiped away the sweat on his brow and then put on his leather boots. It was time for him to go on another adventure. Though a more cutting-edge mission would sound much more nicer then the mission he went on yesterday. Literally the entire mission was pretty much traveling and killing some geezer on the toilet with his secretary outside who was dumber then a potato. But nonetheless, it was classified B rank, probably because killing was involved. Nick put on his coat and his leather boots and left his home. He looked into the sun which trickled into his eyes. Ah, yes, it was warm once again. Nick was quite growing quite annoyed with the fact that it was warm. That it was ALWAYS warm, that is. Nick was one that enjoyed lukewarm envorinments more then areas where it was always hot.

605/1500

After walking towards the building of the Kazekage he got a bag of candy from the candy store nearby. Nick was in the mood for some candy, some odd lust one would call it. After eating some he would enter the kages office. There were so many missions flooding in every day, he imagined what a lucrative business it would be if a Kage put a tax on them. Well, there probably were a tax, other wise how'd the kage make money? There'd be no way for them to make money otherwise. After some looking he saw the mission he wanted. It was a B ranked one. He wanted to do A ranked missions, but, unfortunately he wasn't allowed. He wondered why the Suna state was caring for him anyway, maybe for public relations wise? Well, it wasn't his case to care for that really. He tore the poster of the wall and headed out.

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Nick grinned as he read the description. It was funny that the missions that were ranked higher up always had more killing invoved in them. The dangerous part of the mission wasn't that existing, but it was just, kill x, kill y. A little stale, he thought. But then again, killing people is nice. Panic at the state huh? With so many massacares, that is. He grinned a little as he read through it. It was another mission where he needed to be swift, furious, fast. Fast and furious, 2 soon 4 me. Not that anyone is reading this shit anyway. Might well go full jolo swekmajack. Ohwell, back on topic since I need a subject to write about. Nick wondered where the disclosed information would be. But he was instructed to go meet with an informant first, so that would be his first objective.

906/1500

Nick somewhat rubbed his forehead. He sent a bird to the informant first. He scheduled a meet with the informant at two PM near the plaza. He was there, waiting. It was one fifty-five PM. And Nick was waiting, he sighed slightly. Where did his life go to? The amount of ryo he would get for a silly B ranked mission was nothing compared to an archeological expedition. But he had to do them, for the better of hisself. It then was two pm. A stranger passed him on a big case. He guessed that the person who did was the informant. Nick took the briefcase and left the area. He opened the briefcase once he was home. The situation had changed from what the mission said, which was somewhat unfortunate. This time, he needed to fight more then six nins. Four from Ame, and three from Suna. Intriguing.

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He then saw the meet-up time where they would gather. It was in a hut outside of Suna, close enough. Apperantly, the hut had upgraded to a small housing. Nick began to architecture the structure of the house. It had to be based in a desert, so it had a good support. Infiltrating would probably the best course of action, he thought. He rolled up the architecture. It was lucky that the meeting was late into the night. He put on some black clothing that were tight to his skin. After having dressed up properly he grabbed his materials and left. He then would head towards the location of the house, ready to go guns and blazing.

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He went up in arms that night towards the meant house. It seemed to be lonely, but he definitely knew that there were people inside. Five chuunins eh. He saw three outside, keeping watch. He guessed that they were the genins. He used his black clothing as camoflage to get closer. He waited for a little bit and then saw one of them going inside, probably to use the toilet. He used that chance to get closer to the building without being seen, he creeped up close to where one was staking out and slit his throat, covering his mouth so that he wouldn't yell. He did the same with the other genin across from the building, who was sleeping. Which was adventous for him, it meant that he didn't have to put much effort into killing him. He waited outside until the genin who went inside returned and tripped him and as he tripped him he would snap his neck.

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Nick was moving through the apartment, killing chuunin floor by floor. Walls being painted by the blood of their brains. Jazz running in the background as lights flicker and people die. Nick was slightly out of focus as he was cutting chuunins from left to righ. It was like a task of a child who had to slightly pay attention as the adult was driving a car. That would be a good way to describe the sitaution. Nick was barely paying attention as he noticed that hewas done, there was no other nin left. Job was done, he hid every evidence that could be traced back to him and left the building, he headed home. After heading back to Sunagakure he grabbed his well-deserved cash reward and then ate the rest of what was remaining of his candy. He liked candy, candy was good it made him think well and it helped him when he was tired. But then again i wasn't very unhealthy. Oh well, for now it would do, not?

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