Maigo stood in the missions office, thumbing over the stone in his hand, rolling it about in his palm. The attendant began to go over his mission of marking a supply route, but he merely apathetically listened in on the mission as he focused his eyes on the stone. A short pause, he heard the woman call out, "Maigo!" his attention shot up from the stone to her. "Right, right! Sorry! Take the stone to the border and place it in the pre-marked spot, it's west 50 kilometers just south of the port to the Land of Waves. Got it!" he said as he saluted her with a dopey smile on his face and nervously rubbing the back of his head. She sat back down and waved him off, sending him to go and complete his mission, he flickered out of the room and to the front of the administration building. Standing at the front of it and now walking towards the village gates, the stone with its sigil marked rolled in his palm. All his ninja gear and equipment on his person, he began to sped up his pace, heading into a paced run, he grabbed the stone and let it slide into his ninja pouch as his arms fell behind him.

It was a quick stop to the gate, checking in and waving the guard quickly before he sped off to his designated location. His marked location was quite some ways a way, but luckily for him, he was pretty quick compared to others at his rank. It would take some time, but a nice brisk running speed would get him there within a few hours, and the day was just getting started. A cloudy morning with a cool breeze, the perfect backdrop for a good run, the conditioning alone was probably worth it. An hour or two passed, Maigo had hardly been keeping track of time, focusing more instead upon staying upon the right path.

His attention frayed though, from his peripherals, two kunai shot out at him, he grabbed his sword and rotated in air, deflecting them away as he fell to the ground. Sliding with his left hand and feet dragging into the dirt, his right hand reversed gripped the sword and held it behind his back still, unsheathed and diligently looking around for his opponents. He activated his sharingan, searching through the trees around him and in the bushes, he found two sources of chakra to his right about 15 and 20 meters away, and a third to his left about 10 meters away.

Maigo stood himself up, his sharingan reverberating between the two groups, he brought his sword out in front of himself, gripping it with two hands. He called out, "I don't know who you are, but attacking me out in the open like this was a mistake. Turn back now or else..." his eyes followed their every twitch of muscle. When one leaned from behind the tree or shifted their weight, Maigo saw it and kept a close eye on the entire scene. One of the people to the right called out, a man, "How about you heed our warning and hand over all your goods and valaubles and we might just let you live." he said with some ferocity.

Turning the corner the man had kunai drawn in hand, but he would never see that Maigo had already lept from that spot, into the tree above him. By the time he looked up, Maigo would already be descending upon him, his sword leading the way and cutting a heavy slash across his chest. The man next to him as well watched in disbelief, he tried to throw a quick punch, leaping from his place to Maigo. But it wouldn't work, Maigo saw the maneuver and leaned to the side, letting his punch fall just underneath him. Then with a grab, he pinched his arm and rotated quickly, breaking his wrist, or at lest spraining it severely as he dragged him to the ground too.

Maigo stood over the two, one of them bleeding badly and the other grabbing his arm in pain, unmarked ninja. Perhaps from a neighboring land trying to make some quick cash, his eyes coldly wandered behind him though, where a young girl stood. Her eyes nearly watered over, she shakily held a kunai in her hand at him, his eyes would appear cold but he was sympathetic. He sheathed his sword and looked at her, "Your friends here aren't dead yet. Hurry and take them to a hospital, the one may lose blood fairly quickly." he let his sharingan fade away.

Then with a quick leap, he ran by her, not taking a second look back, his empathy masked in cruelty of ignoring a young girl to fend for herself. He dashed forward, a small delay in his venture, he hoped that he could plant the sigil and then make a late lunch stop at one of his favorite stops outside the village. A nice noodle shop, that would be a great way to reward himself for completing such a busy work mission. Or perhaps it was just that he was getting better at his work, maybe he would need a raise and paygrade bump soon. But that would entitle more training and tougher missions, but more ryo and better stuff? The debate was endless, but in the end, who was he to say no to being a little bit higher up the totem pole.

The mission ended smoothly, he found the small cut out in the tree with the marking and a nook to slide the stone into. Once the stone was placed and everything seemed in order, the trip back was much quicker, not worrying about the path, he headed straight for his noodle house. Then another quick run back to the village to turn in the mission and he had been done in no time at all. It wasn't even dinner yet, record time if he could say so himself.

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