Dray looked up at the mission bulletin
board in distaste. '
A supply run?' he
asked mentally, 'That's kind of odd...' He snatched the paper off the board and shoved it in his pocket, crumpling it up.
He looked out the window towards the
administration building.
'So that's where I am headed, huh?'
He took off in a faster-than-average
speed for a genin towards the building
that held the supplies he needed to complete his mission. As he ran through the city he heard many things. He saw many things. There were people bustling through the city, being almost as loud as they could possibly be. As he was running, he tripped on a rock and
scraped his knee. "AUGH! Dammit!" he
yelled, before getting back up, embarrassed, as he swept the dirt off his body. He looked around. Luckily no one was there to see him and laugh at him, as he was running through an alley way. He continued his journey towards the
building. Running across the wires above him were squirrels, chittering and playing together. He ran across the streets, his feet striding like majestic horses, his shoes making a 'pat, pat, pat, pat, pat' on the pavement that made up the road. He saw and heard children playing in the streets, a string of parties, and happy pedestrians.

Dray smiles. Konoha the lively village. He enjoys it when other
people are happy, and always has. He
only wishes he could be happy like everyone else. But he won't be happy until he avenges his family.

He continues on, and finally reaches the
administration building. The secretary sitting at her desk, with a bored expression
on her face. "Can I help you?" she asks.
"Yes, I came for the supplies for the army training camp, in the west?" The secretary's bored expression did not change other than a raised eyebrow. She
dialed a few numbers in on her phone, and
mumbles something before saying,
"Down the hall, in the closet to the right."
Dray did not hesitate to run towards the
closet, ignoring the shouts of the secretary. He took the box of delivery and before he leaves, he turned and noticed the coldest bowl of ice cream he had ever
set eyes on. He took it and placed the bowl on his head, making it stick with chakra.

He ran as fast as he could towards
the camp, seeing the same sights and hearing the same sounds. After a few
minutes of running, he noticed something
wet drip on his forehead. He instantly realized that the stuff was already melting as he ran! With frantic thoughts he continued to run
towards the camp. He finally reaches the
village walls, where the west gate lied.

He came up to the gate where he saw a
chunin stationed. "Registration plea-!" he
was interrupted as he saw a flash of a green hair fly by, and he looked down to
see a mission scroll, signed by the Hokage himself. The chunin sighed, and thought, 'They don't pay me enough for this...'

Dray finally reaches the camp. He expected the reception to be cold and dark, but it seemed like everyone was having a good time. They were playing around, wrestling, joking about, jisting,etc. and more. He was instantly greeted by a
man who wore samurai-like armor.
"Ah, you have our supplies yes? And-
OOHH!!!!" Dray was quickly relieved of
the ice cream that was atop his head,
almost with his head itself. Within three seconds flat the ice cream was gone, and
somehow the bowl was as well.
"Thank you so much! I will get the rest of the goodies to the soldiers
immediately!"
Dray just stared, his mouth wide open.
He had just delivered 20 kilogram of ice cream
'Sigh... Sure feels good to act like a kid a bit once in a while

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