1 Pallav's Pristine Pastry Palace [Mission/Private/NK/Cool Acronym] Sat Dec 06, 2014 3:21 am
Katsurou
D-rank
- Mission Briefing:
- Mission name: Fill-In Waiter
Mission rank: D
Objective: Fill in for the Missing Waiters
Location: Sunagakure
Reward: 60
Mission description: A restaurant in the Sand Village is missing its waiters and they need ninja to fill in for the sick staff. The Kazekage has asked any and all ninja to complete this Mission and fill in for the missing staff.
Mission details: Minimum 600 words describing what you do to help out in the restaurant. Also be warned that females who take this mission will be subject to wearing a bunny girl or French made outfit depending on the manager.
"What do you mean fill in waiter?!" Katsurou was incredulous. The mission briefing he had received crinkled between his shaking hands as he looked down on it with disbelief, Katsurou's twitching eyes burning in such a way as though he were looking through it. He had thought that finally graduating from the ninja academy in Suna had freed him from menial service jobs, but it seemed now that theory was far from the truth. Instead of being free to live life as a heroic, famous shinobi, his first step on his way of the ninja was backwards. Begrudgingly, Katsurou made his way from the mission board towards the address printed on the his mission briefing. As he trudged down the streets of Suna and the buildings changed from the stark military appearance of ninja barracks to the flashy lights of downtown, Katsurou grumbled to himself. He generally did not give the future a positive outlook, and this was no exception. All he could do was complain to himself about what a horrible time he would have until he could not accept things going any other way. Even though he recognized this fault in himself frequently, that knowledge did not stop him from living in such a way. It was simply part of his character which he had either decided not to correct or at least had not gotten to correcting as of yet.
Finally, after trudging through his angst for quite some time, Katsurou came upon a pristine white brick building complete with stained glass windows showing off all of the colors of the rainbow as well as little garden boxes outside the windows which were filled with a variety of colored flowers that Katsurou could not have named even if he tried. Even just looking through the windows, Katsurou could tell this place had class. Just inside the restaurant, in fact, behind each of the perfectly symetrical sunburst stained glass windows hung the softest drapes Katsurou had ever seen. From what he could tell through the dazzling refracted light of the colorful stained glass windows, the drapes seemed to be a light baby blue color, decorated with tiny star shaped stitchings in white. Looking up through the windows, Katsurou saw that the cascading fabric seemed to be held by an ornate brass bar whose decoration came from its twisted and coiled nature which made it seem as though the metal wrapped around itself. That did not seem to be enough to satisfy the bar's dignity, however, as the ends rapidly flared and then tapered out into ornately embossed wings. Katsurou simply whistled, thoroughly impressed as his eyes drifted downwards into the interior of the establishment. The young man's eyes lit up as before him rose table after table in a pattern of concentric circles. The tables themselves, which were circular as well, were all adorned with pristine white tablecloths and topped with identical three pronged brass candelabras. The tables almost seemed to dance across the marbled tile floor of the restaurant as servers waded between them with large silver platters each holding only a single pastry. Katsurou did not yet know it, but these outfits would define his life for the next several hours. The female restaurant employees were decked in crisp french maid outfits, as was customary for this type of restaurant. They were nothing too special; sure to be humiliating for any woman who was not used to showing off her figure, of course, but it was what was expected of an outfit like this, and it seemed that all the employees where quite professional and proper about it anyhow. What struck him as odd, however, was the fact that even the male employees uniforms were tailor made for aesthetic tastes with crisp vests and custom pants and shirts which hugged their figures. Katsurou cringed, contorting his face into a look of regret as he adjusted his coat. Soon I'll have to deal with all that. Finally, the young man removed his nose from the glass and made his way to the front door. Katsurou flipped his hair to the side in a last ditch attempt to look cool as he went in, just now noticing the sign above the double mahogany doors. Pallav's Pristine Pastry Palace, huh? Here goes nothing.
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Mission: [600/600] Complete!
Perception: E -> E-1 [75/75] Complete!
Perception: E-1 -> E-2 [44/150]