1 Stepping into New Waters [B Rank Mission | Ryoka, or Invite Only] Wed Jul 06, 2016 5:36 pm
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S-rank
- Mission Taken - Bounty Hunt Aki Sato (B Rank):
Mission name: Bounty Hunt: Aki Sato
Mission rank: B
Objective: Apprehend or kill Aki Sato.
Location: Konoha
Reward: 250 ryo
Mission description: One of many Bounty Hunter missions available to Konohagakure Shinobi. Aki Sato is a rogue shinobi that has defected from Konohagakure and is labeled to be dangerous. She holds valuable information regarding the inner workings of Konohagakure, and as such, needs to be taken care of. The bounty office Administrator holds no preference to whether she's brought back dead or alive, though he would like for her to be brought back for questioning if possible.
Mission details: Aki Sato can be found enjoying herself at a bar in a town that neighbors Konohagakure. When confronted, she will attempt to leave without a fight. If/When force is used, she will retaliate and a fight will ensue.
Name: Aki Sato
Age: 24
General Appearance: Aki Sato has the appearance of a young woman with tan skin and shoulder-length auburn hair. Her eyes are hazel in color, and many freckles decorate her cheeks and nose. She wears a short white kimono with black and gold colored decoration over a pair of black shinobi trousers, followed by a set of generic shinobi sandals. A Konohagakure flak-jacket is worn over the kimono, signifying her apparent "loyalty" to Konohagakure. She does not wear a headband.
Personality: Aki Sato has a very childish personality. She severely hates when things do not go her way and often throws tantrums in an attempt to fix that. She uses every dirty trick in the book to gain the upper and in a fight, and is not beyond playing dumb or acting like a damsel in distress to throw somebody off their guard. She lacks respect and both insults and obscenities tend to roll off her tongue quite naturally.
Skills: Kenjutsu (A-Rank, wields a B-Rank sword with no special properties.) primary, Ninjutsu (B-Rank) Secondary. Utilizes Fuuton(B-Rank) and Raiton(B-Rank) jutsu. Possesses 200 chakra.
Name: Mr. Fett
Age: 33
General Appearance: Mr. Fett wears a brown tunic with a white sash wrapped around his waist, as well as a pair of bluish black trousers and generic shinobi sandals.
Personality: Mr. Fett has a very professional, business-orientated attitude. He is not easily surprised and tends to thing ahead. He tends to refrain from displaying emotion or tones of voice when speaking, and enjoys the bounty hunts going smoothly.
Skills: N/A
Well, this was going to be interesting. She was currently down to one student, Ryoka, her newest. She had gone through one 'squad' meeting with him in which he had proved himself valuable and intelligent even without having been trained properly at a shinobi. She had followed that day by doing his transplant the next. She had given him a few days to get used to his arms and too get things worked out, and now she felt it was time for him to get a taste of some real ninja work. This would not only be a method of teaching him valuable things he might not have picked up elsewhere, but also a way for him to get some money in his pocket, and for Amaya to get a taste of what he was capable of. She also had her own personal motives; positions she wished to step into that she wanted to prove she had earned so no one could call favoritism later on - but that was besides the point right now.
Amaya had sent Ryoka a small message indicating that she wished to take him on a mission - though she gave no ranking to it, or additional details. Secracy was needed, or so she figured in this situation given the work they were about to do. She'd much rather brief him in person then risk the message getting into the wrong hands and anyone getting tipped off. So, the message had been simple and to the point:
Ryoka,
Meet me at the east gate at noon, I have a mission for us. Bring all of your weapons, and equipment as ths is a bit higher up than the average Genin's work.
~Amaya Sensei
The letter had been sent via a Chuunin, and would have arrived roughly two hours prior at least to give him plenty of time to get ready. For now Amaya simply waited, leaning against the gate as she did so. Her long white hair was back in a ponytail and her trademark neon yellow sunglasses were in place. She was dressed today in more casual attire; a white tank top whose straps crossed in the back, and which showed off the majority of her belly. A pair of capri length black pants with her weapons pouch tied around her right leg. In her hand was a Twizzlers which she was biting and chewing on slowly; slowly decreasing in size as she ate it.
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