Mission name: Transport the prisoners.
Mission rank: C-rank
Objective: Transport the bandits/rogue ninjas from the holding cells in the capital to the newly build prison.
Location: Mizu no Kuni
Reward: 1 EP + 300 ryo
Mission Description: Grab one of the many C-ranked bandits/rogue ninjas and transport them to the prison. It's important that as many as possible make it to the prison alive, while some casualties over the entire project are expected, getting the prisoners to their new home safely is the priority.
Development References: The bandits that have been captured under order from the previous Mizukage.
Mission Details: The bandit/rogue ninja will at some point during their travels to the prison attempt to escape. They have stats, 2 elements, 2 specializations and library jutsu equal to their rank as well. They will try to do anything in an attempt to escape.

Chiaki lingered in the break room of the prison, one that she had helped build and make secure and sipped her coffee. She was waiting for another assignment and the facilities were all that she could have hoped and wished for. She had ample food supply here, there was no one to bother her, and the facilities here were kept clean, spic and span. She nodded and scooted her butt into the counter to get a better position to lean on it while blowing on her coffee, it was still way too hot, and even though she had poured cream into it, she wanted to not burn herself on it again.

A ninja flew past the break room at breakneck speed and she blinked once slowly, before taking another sip of her coffee, perhaps there was something urgent they needed? The bathrooms were that way after all. After a split second the ninja returned, panting and held out a note for her. Oh, they were looking for her, the poor dear.

Kicking off of the counter she sauntered over and took the letter from the person nodding her thanks and opened it deftly with one hand, read over its contents and nodded, "Alright, you can tell your superiors I got this."

She indeed had this, as it was only a C ranked bandit, or so they had been classified, and Chiaki was more than capable of handling someone like them. Stretching languidly in the break room she blew on her coffee and sipped it once more. She would have to have a couple jutsu ready just in case the prisoner tried to escape.

WC: 273

Akaneya eyed the prisoners. There were two of them, a red-haired brute, and a lowlier one that she could only deem a coward. He seemed craven, shifty, uncertain. She despised him already, and could tell he would be making things quite difficult. It almost felt like a waste of time having to deal with such trash, but here she was, on her assignment, taking the trash to the new bin. So it goes, she supposed, and the kage only knows the shows in prose that undergoes such things. So it goes.

Akaneya was preparing for the task ahead, at any rate. She was to have a partner, and she believed she could already guess who it was. That sweet songbird had been her partner for more or less the entire duration of this expedition to a foreign land, and she had little reason to suspect that pattern would be changing any time soon. No matter, Chiaki had proven before her capability in trapping, restraining, and otherwise disabling enemies, and Akaneya knew that their skills worked well alongside one another.

As she felt the bells in her pouch, the needles they strung to, the kunai, and her flute, everything was well accounted for. She eyed them both down with a glare that could kill a dozen men, concentrated entirely on the two alone. Wordlessly, she threatened them, established that she was willing to do anything to succeed. She could cut off their hands if he had to, or their arms, or their legs, or their head. Her mission was to not let them escape, getting them to the next facility alive was merely incidental. All this, she tried to convey without uttering a single word.