1 I'll give it all I've got....whatever I'm doing. [Mission] Mon Jun 29, 2015 11:45 pm
Taede
D-rank
- Two missions in one thread!:
- Mission name: Lost pet: Lizard (Repeatable)
Mission rank: D
Objective: Find and Return a lost lizard
Location: Sunagakure
Reward: 80 Ryo
Mission description: A local villager has reported that her pet Lizard has run off. Find it!
Mission details: 600 words minimum Pretty standard, the lizard just ran off and wont put up too much of a fight.
Mission name: Go! Train! (Repeatable)
Mission rank: D
Objective: Have a sparring match with a local Ninja (can be Npc).
Location: Sunagakure
Reward: 80 Ryo
Mission description: You are to go and spar with a local ninja, you are being paid by the village, for the genin need some incentive to train more.
Mission details: 600 words minimum, its a straight forward sparring match.
The new normal....had it sunk in, perhaps?
Taede, today, had quite the bounce in his step. It was what one would almost consider unnatural. Genin were usually not the type to enjoy doing these types of missions; rather, it was more of a dreading than anything, being the norm. But then again, Taede's normal....well, it never seemed to fit in with what everyone else defined as "normal". Nor did Taede himself, if popular opinion was correct. It wasn't that people disliked him, he just happened to be....exactly different enough to cause tiny stirs, maybe even gossip.
His antics were his normal, though. It was his every-day challenge to the social and cultural constructs that Suna, no, the entire world had created. It was something he prided himself on in a tiny fashion, at least in an internal way. He was never one to flaunt his accomplishments, much less what he did on the daily.
He had a lot on his plate today, admittedly. The first thing was...a simple retrieval.
The Mission Petitioner wrote:I lost my pet Gila monster when we were spectating an event last week in the Arena. He's a pretty lazy widdle boy, so you shouldn't have to go outside of the venue itself to find him. He should be hiding under one of the seats or basking out in the sun. He shouldn't be very scared of you if you don't make any sudden movements.....even if he does bite you, it isn't fatal nor hospitalizing. You might be bedridden, though....so be careful!
The second was a much-less-formal petition. More of a rewarded order, really. Taede held this small scrap of scribbled-on paper. It was from....one of the Toku-betsu Jounin of the village. An order to train..... A sigh escaped from the Genin's mouth as he trudged along the smooth, packed-sand ground. His feet and legs, which were even now still feeling faintly sore from his training, had brought him here, to the Arena of Suna-gakure no Sato. The Hidden Sand prided itself more on the Grand Colosseum, the four-seasons themed fighting space. This one, however, was for the more day-to-day events.
The open-air gateway to the main arena was grandiose and somehow, at the same time, plain. Taede wondered, but didn't mind much. In all honesty, he didn't know where to start first. Sitting down for a second in a corner (for all the corners there were in a curved arena) of the place that was, to his own eyes and ears, uninhabited. Thinking for just a moment, putting an index finger to his forehead - right between his bangs - he found his answer.
A spar was what he would need to do first. After all, finding the lizard as his foremost task would be redundant....since it ran off once, Taede thought it was like and wont to do so again. So, all he needed to do was....find someone to get it done and over with. It hopefully wouldn't be difficult; to the post-adolescent's knowledge, this was less of a training ground and more of a place to spar. Much more sociable than the Tsumi Sand-training Grounds, at any rate. Another thing he'd heard about...
The genin's ears would have perked if he had any control of them. The shuffling of footsteps was unmistakable...and he had been well-versed himself in the patterns of footsteps, from executing several of them himself. So this....was a punch. A right reverse thrust, if he was correct. Ducking would suit him fine here....by ducking to the left and crouching, the young man launched into an abrupt spin. Genkite. Then, a stop that was just as abrupt; he put all his momentum into a palm thrust that repelled the person that was trying to get a leg up on him. His feet slid across the ground and a small screech was heard as he stifled his rotation. His arm went from a bent position to a full extension, palm open, in a smooth movement that was executed right as he stopped.
"Come on....at least fight me face-to-face! I will be your opponent only if you challenge me."
The other ninja and kunoichi in the area---which he very thoroughly scoured, especially in such a state of guard---seemed disinterested. He didn't have to worry about anyone watching or anyone jumping in. He hated the former case, when someone had a leg up on him due to information. But, that was his own gripe.... he'd have to deal, as he often said to himself.
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