1 The King's First move [Mission | Private] Tue Jun 07, 2016 7:35 am
Tré
B-rank
- Spoiler:
- Mission name: Supply Run.
Mission rank: D-Rank.
Objective: Bring the supplies to the army training camp in Konohagakure.
Location: Konoha.
Reward: 100 Ryo.
Mission description: The army training camp located on the western side of Konohagakure is running war games and needs somebody to do a supply run for them. Pick up the supplies from the administration building and take them to the Army Training Camp as quickly as possible.
Mission Details: There is fresh ice cream (a treat for one of the officers) in the order, if you don't hurry, the ice cream will melt and you'll have a very sad officer on your hands. If you make it with the ice cream, you may even get to eat a scoop.
- Spoiler:
- Mission name: Merchant Escort
Mission rank: C
Objective: Escort a band of metal merchants from the border with the Grass country to the main gates, where they will be handed off to their in-village escort team.
Location: Begins and ends at the main village gate.
Reward: 160 Ryo
Mission description: Simple escort mission; the advanced teams have cleared the way and finished half the trip for you. All you need do is escort them the last day and a half walk to the village, where you will pass them off to another group. The route you will travel is well policed, but the merchants woud rather be safe then sorry, hence the hiring of a protectorate team.
Mission details: Not really anything to worry about here, at worst some wild animals in the way.
Name: Tanama Housuki
Age: 39
General Appearance: Short, fat, balding. Fan of overly bright colors, whih make him an easy target.
Personality: Extrovert and consumate salesman. Talks the day away, mostly to himself, as you learn to tune him out after a while. Can be a bit forward, and not above using some light intimidation to make a sale.
Motivations: Money
Fears: Losing money, inventory damaged.
Other: A fan of shiny objets, he's always good to find rare (or not so much) crystals and ores that sparkle in the sun. Will sell them to you, for the right price.
- Spoiler:
- Mission name: Drill Instructor.
Mission rank: C-Rank.
Objective: Run a class for some recruits at the Army Training Compound.
Location: Konoha.
Reward: 200 Ryo.
Mission description: The army wants a Shinobi from the village to run a training course on basic ninja formations and tactics at the training camp, so they want anyone to come as much as possible, they'll book you in for as many sessions as you want.
Mission Details: You should teach the samurai about basic ninja weapons, jutsu, styles and formations. They want to learn some tips from the warriors who rely on skill and finesse to hone their own martial strength.
He'd been up all night, researching something that had caught his eye; a skill that the ninja of villages used to great effect for a variety of tasks; something called 'Genjutsu', or Illusionary Techniques. From what Tre could gather, these techniques are employed in the same fashion as ninjutsu, requiring chakra and hand seals. However, the primary difference between the two is that the effects of genjutsu are illusory; instead of attacking the victim's body, like taijutsu or ninjutsu, genjutsu techniques manipulate the flow of chakra in the victim's brain, thus causing a disruption in their senses.
He'd been up all night, researching something that had caught his eye; a skill that the ninja of villages used to great effect for a variety of tasks; something called 'Genjutsu', or Illusionary Techniques. From what Tre could gather, these techniques are employed in the same fashion as ninjutsu, requiring chakra and hand seals. However, the primary difference between the two is that the effects of genjutsu are illusory; instead of attacking the victim's body, like taijutsu or ninjutsu, genjutsu techniques manipulate the flow of chakra in the victim's brain, thus causing a disruption in their senses.
Apparently, this is frequently used to create false images or to cause pain from trauma (because the body is led to believe it is in pain); however, there are plenty of other uses depending on the situation. They are not used as often as ninjutsu because they don't physically harm the opponent. Genjutsu is created when a ninja controls the chakra flow of the opponent's cerebral nervous system, thereby affecting their five senses. Those under the influence of genjutsu will either appear to be unconscious or continue to move around under the pretence of the genjutsu. The latter was considered very effective in battle as a genjutsu user can make themselves appear to be somewhere else and attack the victim from behind or change the environment to make the victim see a flat plain where there is a steep cliff.
Closing the book, Tre sat back and stretched his arms and legs, attempting to work out the stiffness that built up during his reading. A quick glance at the clock would read 2:40 am; had he really been engrossed in his book for two hours? He'd only meant to read a little and wind down before he went to sleep, but given the time, it seemed that sleep was not going to happen tonight. A light snore from his bed caused him to turn and look back. His latest conquest was peacefully asleep; a young ninja by the name of Xio Mishima, ironicly his new former classmate. The male had studied with Tre for several months before this point in order to pass thier graduation exams, something that neither had planned: it was be request from thier academy teacher that Tre assist this young man to help him pass. A small celebration had turned into a night drinking, with the younger betting the Hatake he could drink him under the table. Not one to turn down a wager of such nature, the elder ninja accepted, and then proceeded to show Xio exactly how it was done. By the end of the night, both were quite drunk. Rather than let the young man walk home at that time of the night, the elder ninja offered to let Xio stay at his house for the night, as it was not far from the bar. Once home, one thing let to another and .. well... a satisfied Tre burned through the alcohol in his system while showing one of his classmates exactly why he was called 'King'.
Perhaps it was time for a shower? Getting up from his desk, Tre stripped down to his small clothes and fetched a clean pair of underwear from a nearby drawer. Stepping into the adjoining bathroom, he turned on the hot water. He prefered his showers burning, and the bathroom to feel like a sauna. As the water began to heat, and the bathroom began to steam, he couldnt help but think over what he'd been reading, mulling it over in his mind. There had been mention of something called 'Yin release'. From what he could understand,it was the opposite of his own chakra nature, Yang release. Where as Yang release techniques were based on the physical energy that governs vitality, Yin release, or "Dark Style" or "Shadow Style", were based based on the spiritual energy that governs imagination, can be used to create form out of nothingness. According to the texts, the abilities of Genjutsu fell under Yin release. Well, that seemed like the proper place to begin. He had to find a way to discover how to use Yin release, if possible. He had read that the power of a genjutsu relied heavily on a person's intelligence; he did not think himself unintelligent, but this was something he had no experience with whatsoever.
After stripping off the last of his clothes and ducking under the water, the male could not help but groan as the dirt, grime and the scent was scalded off his body. Reaching for the soap, he lathered his body before proceeding to scrub the remaining traces of the scent of sex from his skin. While he was particularly proud of his ability and stamina, he hated smelling like sex for an extended period. While one upon a time, he wore it as a badge of pride [particularly when he first lost his virginity], he had come to realize that that notion was foolish. When he was satisfied that he was finally clean, Tre stepped out from under the water and grabbed a towel hanging nearby. As he dried himself off, he could not help but admire his body. For a man in his late teens, he had the physique of a man in his late twenties. According to his doctor, his youthfulness was due to the power of his yang nature chakra, which apparently kept his body in top physical condition. He was going to complain; just another wonderful reason to be him.
Once he had put on his undergarments, he stepped back into his bedroom to the smell of breakfast. A quick glance at the bed would confirm that Xio was still asleep; so who the hell was cooking? Was Uno or Due awake? Did his 'fun' wake one of them up? Throwing on an A-shirt and sweatpants, the commander made his way to the kitchen and peeked in. Sitting on the table were two plates, and a folded piece of paper. Each plate contained an assortment of breakfast foods; egg done over easy, sausage links, biscuts, hash browns, bacon and toast. Mugs of coffee were settled next to each plate, as were tall glasses of juice.
Picking up the note, Tre would open it to read the message it contained:
Tre,
Due and I went to run a few late night missions while you and your 'company' had your fun. Try not to wake the neighbors this time. -- Uno.
Due and I went to run a few late night missions while you and your 'company' had your fun. Try not to wake the neighbors this time. -- Uno.
Tre snorted, crumpling the paper and pulling out a chair. He found it amusing, to say the least; there was a bit of truth to the note; on a previous 'play date' had indeed awoken the neighbors, but that was only because his conquest at the time had been a bit of a moaner. Turning his attention to his food, he wolfed it down rather quickly. Sex always gave him an huge appetite, so none of it would go to waste. Finding more coffee in the pot, he would refill his cup and set about placing the second plate into a fridge after covering it up. He was no longer sleepy by that point, and it was late and or early enough for him to not want to bother with it anyway. For a moment, the male wondered what he could do with his extra time -- wait. The prospect of a few extra missions sounded good. He was not worried about Xio -- he knew the male well enough, and it was not the first time he had slept over and woke up to find himself alone. Tre would not even bothering to leave him a note.
After setting his dishes into the sink to be washed later, the male headed back to the bedroom to get changed. His choice of clothing was typical for himself; a black jacket with skull-motif buttons and sequenced details on pockets. He keeps it unzipped and the tag on the zipper also has a small skull. Underneath he wears a steel gray shirt with skull prints. Tré wears black cropped trousers and black buckled boots with red soles. He wears a black motorcycle glovelet on his left hand. When he was satisfied with his clothes, he grabbed a brush and pulled it through his hair, thanking whatever deity that watched over him that he was blessed with easy to manage hair. When he was done, Tre snatched up his identification papers, his hitai-ate, a kunai and three shuriken to deposit into clothes in various places, then headed out the door.
It would not take him long to reach the mission board; perks of being from a small family like his was that they were able to live just about anywhere in the village instead of being regulated to a compound like most of the larger clans. As such, their home was close to the administration building, making it very easy for him and his siblings to pick up missions on the fly. Stepping into the building through the door, he would glance around. As expected at nearly four in the morning, the place was empty, save for the overnight secretary who was slumped at her desk, softly snoring. Chuckling quietly, the male made way over to the mission board, taking a quick look to see what was there to be completed. He quickly saw the latest missions were occupied by his siblings, something about a scouting and delivery mission that seemed like it would take them several days to complete. Shrugging it off, the male glanced through what was left, and settled on one that was marked as priority; those generally tended to pay a bit more than the average mission. It was simple enough; all that was required was for a simple delivery to one of the army training camp outposts. Seemed legit enough. Pulling the mission down from the board, he took it over to the desk and rang the bell. The secretary jumped up with a gasp, knocking her stationery to the floor.
Tre offered her a polite smile as he waited for the female to compose her self. Pulling out his identification papers, he slid them across the desk to her. "Hatake Tre, I.D. number zero nine two eight eight nine. I'll be taking this mission here."
The secretary adjusted her glasses, peering down at the mission. "Oh, okay. One moment, there is a bit of paperwork involved with this mission since its priority. Can you wait a second?"
"Yes ma'am. I got nothing but time." The Hatake grinned at her as she walked away, nodding slowly. It was true -- he did have nothing but time. With that breakfast in his belly, he was feeling fine; like he could go for hours. A moment later, the secretary reappeared, holding a form and offering him a pen. "Sign here, please."
Tre signed the form, and slid it back to the female who placed a scroll onto the desk and slid it over to Tre. "Because of the sensitive nature of the contents, it has been sealed into this scroll. However, that seal on it is timed, and will expire in seven hours. Until then, the contents cannot be unsealed unless you have the correct counter seal from the Jounin Sakumo Hatoshi, the man in charge of the outpost, but the contents of the scroll must be delivered long before then. We clear?"
"Crystal." With a set of instructions like that, the male could only wonder what exactly was sealed into the scroll. Perhaps some sort of secret battle formations? Orders to attack a foreign nation?
"Alright then; the training camp is called Yamamoto, located east of the village. If you head out the east gate, following the road, you'll see the sign pointing the way. The outpost is located near the boarder with the Land of Grass, or whats left of it. Good luck." There was nothing else to say; Tre tucked the scroll into his jacket with another smile and nod, before leaving out the administration building. He followed the secretary's instructions, heading towards the east gate of the village. Before he arrived there, he stopped for moment to grab another cup of coffee from one of the few stores that remained open twenty four seven. Once he was armed with his brew, the male made his way out of the gates of the village.
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