1 You like Pranks... [Private/D-Rank Mission/Iwa] Thu Jan 30, 2014 7:50 pm
Kurai
D-rank
Kurai was feeling even more edgy than usual this day. Instead of allowing his hair to flow elegantly in its normal sporadic manner, he tied most of his back, leaving only few strands dangling, intersecting his eyes vertically. He tied a black scarf around his neck with a red triangular patter along the fabric. He only wore the scarf when going espionage missions, or ones that required investigation. Next to align itself with Kurai's person was a long sleeve, skin tight black shirt, and he put on over it a black sleeveless leather vest, that he zipped all the way up to the scarf that was tied loosely around his neck. Kurai then stepped into a pair of black leather pants with a faint reddish coloring to the front thigh, and then stepped into a pair of black high top boots. Lastly, he slipped his black leather gloves securely around his hands.
His attire was set, he was ready to achieve the goal that had been placed before him. It had been entrusted to him to catch a particularly worrisome prankster. This was not something that Kurai was looking forward to, as the prankster was guilty of expressing himself artistically. Kurai didn't want to admonish the boy, but give him a bit of guidance, to show him how to aim his emotional expression. Oh yes, how quickly the tide does turn. A sudden sensation grew inside him, sprouting outwards. Kurai had came across the art before, and was ready to track the kid down and share with him a few words. As minutes passed, Kurai was now approaching one of the people who had complained and had relevant information regarding the incident. "Sir, my name is Kurai, and I've been given the job of dealing with your prankster issue. Please, inform me of your dealings with the mischievous kid." The man was obviously agitated by the whole situation. He appeared to already be calming himself down, as the thought of it angered him. Kurai sustained his even expression. "It's a boy, I know that much. And every time I've waited for him, he always escapes using, freaking acrobats." Kurai tilted his head to the right, "Acrobats?" The man's eyes widened, his voice rose and he started violently gesticulating, "YES! JUMPING ON TOP OF BUILDINGS. Argg, he gets away... every ****ing time." Kurai made note of every single word, "Could you show me to his work?" The man sent a glare that would've have stunned a lesser man.
The two walked to the back of his establishment, where most of the graffiti had been done. The colorful mural of words and symbols contained insults, jeers, and slander. No wonder the guy was pissed. But Kurai didn't care about the content so much as he did the context. If this kid was an artist, the message was more that what appeared on the surface, it was the undertones of a piece that gave understanding. Kurai stepped closer, examining the work. "This kid isn't a true artist... either that or he hasn't fully realized his potential." The look on the face of the man said it all, he wanted Kurai to elaborate. "Well, he is using high quality equipment. The paint and spray paint is vibrant and the fine definition resembles well crafted instruments... but... his strokes are careless. Under no circumstance, would an artist use such exemplary tools so carelessly. He knew ahead of time that his time to work was limited given your traps, so if he was aware of the elite equipment he would have resorted to equipment of lesser quality. His work in no situation would allow for his best. By "not a true artist" I don't mean he isn't good, but he is most likely just beginning. Thank you sir, you've been more than helpful."
How did he get a hold of such fine products? He's a child so he either stole it or his parents provided him with it. There have been no reports of theft of art products... Middle class family. The ability to jump over buildings... he is an academy student. Finally, because he is a beginner, there is no way he could have learned those techniques so fast, he has a teacher than he is surpassing quickly. There is only one art teacher in Iwagakure capable of such instruction, and if this kid is as good as I think, he'll be glad to talk about him.
Mission WC: 600/600
Training Doton [C>B]: 157/2000
His attire was set, he was ready to achieve the goal that had been placed before him. It had been entrusted to him to catch a particularly worrisome prankster. This was not something that Kurai was looking forward to, as the prankster was guilty of expressing himself artistically. Kurai didn't want to admonish the boy, but give him a bit of guidance, to show him how to aim his emotional expression. Oh yes, how quickly the tide does turn. A sudden sensation grew inside him, sprouting outwards. Kurai had came across the art before, and was ready to track the kid down and share with him a few words. As minutes passed, Kurai was now approaching one of the people who had complained and had relevant information regarding the incident. "Sir, my name is Kurai, and I've been given the job of dealing with your prankster issue. Please, inform me of your dealings with the mischievous kid." The man was obviously agitated by the whole situation. He appeared to already be calming himself down, as the thought of it angered him. Kurai sustained his even expression. "It's a boy, I know that much. And every time I've waited for him, he always escapes using, freaking acrobats." Kurai tilted his head to the right, "Acrobats?" The man's eyes widened, his voice rose and he started violently gesticulating, "YES! JUMPING ON TOP OF BUILDINGS. Argg, he gets away... every ****ing time." Kurai made note of every single word, "Could you show me to his work?" The man sent a glare that would've have stunned a lesser man.
The two walked to the back of his establishment, where most of the graffiti had been done. The colorful mural of words and symbols contained insults, jeers, and slander. No wonder the guy was pissed. But Kurai didn't care about the content so much as he did the context. If this kid was an artist, the message was more that what appeared on the surface, it was the undertones of a piece that gave understanding. Kurai stepped closer, examining the work. "This kid isn't a true artist... either that or he hasn't fully realized his potential." The look on the face of the man said it all, he wanted Kurai to elaborate. "Well, he is using high quality equipment. The paint and spray paint is vibrant and the fine definition resembles well crafted instruments... but... his strokes are careless. Under no circumstance, would an artist use such exemplary tools so carelessly. He knew ahead of time that his time to work was limited given your traps, so if he was aware of the elite equipment he would have resorted to equipment of lesser quality. His work in no situation would allow for his best. By "not a true artist" I don't mean he isn't good, but he is most likely just beginning. Thank you sir, you've been more than helpful."
How did he get a hold of such fine products? He's a child so he either stole it or his parents provided him with it. There have been no reports of theft of art products... Middle class family. The ability to jump over buildings... he is an academy student. Finally, because he is a beginner, there is no way he could have learned those techniques so fast, he has a teacher than he is surpassing quickly. There is only one art teacher in Iwagakure capable of such instruction, and if this kid is as good as I think, he'll be glad to talk about him.
Mission WC: 600/600
Training Doton [C>B]: 157/2000