1 Bazaar Bizarre [Plot | Training | Private | NK] Sun Jul 09, 2017 8:56 am
Shinko Akemi
D-rank
It had been a few days now since Akemi had arrived in Sunagakure with her child, Ami. While she had left her kit in the care of the monastery, Akemi had explored the Village to see what it was about and found that, of all the places, the Bazaar spoke most of all to her.
A busy place, seemingly alive 24/7, full of shops and merchants setting up their stalls and carts to sell their wares. The place teemed with people, crawling around like ants in search of something good to bring home, each of them quite passionate about finding the 'right price'. Sure, there were a lot of scammers, and even the shady dealers barely bothered to shun the light as they selectively picked their clients. Street kids romped around, distracting shoppers with their antics, upon which pick-pockets took the golden occasion to sweep away their ryo like the brush of a wind. If anything, honest trade or shady deal, Akemi could see the full potential of this district as a new temporary play-ground for shopping, training and performing her trade. In here, there would always be someone requiring something to be transported or delivered, stolen or retrieved - the perfect place to be for a contractor like Akemi.
But that was just business talking to the kitsune, and the Bazaar was more than that. Despite the beating heat and sweeping winds of Sunagakure, the way the buildings were arranged, there was always a shadow covering part of the Bazaar. Like a cloak shrouding one district or another of the Bazaar and inducing an air of mystery about its life. And a mystery it was, as the Bazaar had its own way of being a labyrinth. The buildings weren't exactly lined up in a dam board pattern. No, they turned and twisted at the oddest moments, and as stalls and carts were folded up and new ones took their place the 'streets' seemingly changed just as much. It was generally mind-boggling to the people who weren't native to Suna, but to Akemi it seemed like one fun game of hide and seek. The Bazaar was much like a mirage in which one tried to guess what would be the next shape it'd reveal.
That said, the kitsune did wanted some sort of mapping. Even if the carts and stalls ever changed places, the buildings luckily did not and so a lot of the shops would be able to be mapped out. Akemi had already figured out there was a certain divide in the shops not dissimilar to districts, even though they weren't exactly a hundred percent guaranteed to be correct. Mapping these out would certainly improve navigation for a starter, but as time passed, Akemi would be able to add other sensitive information such as small pick-pocket gangs, potential hide-outs as shinobi or for trade goods whenever those would be needed, entrances to the black market or good meeting points to forge contracts with business partners. If need be, she could even make copies of this little map and sell the information for a good price - and not just in Sunagakure, should this be the case. Though she wasn't of a mind such information should serve as a means to destroy the Village should it fall in the wrong hands, the kitsune wasn't ashamed of filling her pockets with ryo in exchange for information.
She had decided, then. In the next coming weeks, she'd tackle every district for a full week to take note of just about everything she could discover.
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A busy place, seemingly alive 24/7, full of shops and merchants setting up their stalls and carts to sell their wares. The place teemed with people, crawling around like ants in search of something good to bring home, each of them quite passionate about finding the 'right price'. Sure, there were a lot of scammers, and even the shady dealers barely bothered to shun the light as they selectively picked their clients. Street kids romped around, distracting shoppers with their antics, upon which pick-pockets took the golden occasion to sweep away their ryo like the brush of a wind. If anything, honest trade or shady deal, Akemi could see the full potential of this district as a new temporary play-ground for shopping, training and performing her trade. In here, there would always be someone requiring something to be transported or delivered, stolen or retrieved - the perfect place to be for a contractor like Akemi.
But that was just business talking to the kitsune, and the Bazaar was more than that. Despite the beating heat and sweeping winds of Sunagakure, the way the buildings were arranged, there was always a shadow covering part of the Bazaar. Like a cloak shrouding one district or another of the Bazaar and inducing an air of mystery about its life. And a mystery it was, as the Bazaar had its own way of being a labyrinth. The buildings weren't exactly lined up in a dam board pattern. No, they turned and twisted at the oddest moments, and as stalls and carts were folded up and new ones took their place the 'streets' seemingly changed just as much. It was generally mind-boggling to the people who weren't native to Suna, but to Akemi it seemed like one fun game of hide and seek. The Bazaar was much like a mirage in which one tried to guess what would be the next shape it'd reveal.
That said, the kitsune did wanted some sort of mapping. Even if the carts and stalls ever changed places, the buildings luckily did not and so a lot of the shops would be able to be mapped out. Akemi had already figured out there was a certain divide in the shops not dissimilar to districts, even though they weren't exactly a hundred percent guaranteed to be correct. Mapping these out would certainly improve navigation for a starter, but as time passed, Akemi would be able to add other sensitive information such as small pick-pocket gangs, potential hide-outs as shinobi or for trade goods whenever those would be needed, entrances to the black market or good meeting points to forge contracts with business partners. If need be, she could even make copies of this little map and sell the information for a good price - and not just in Sunagakure, should this be the case. Though she wasn't of a mind such information should serve as a means to destroy the Village should it fall in the wrong hands, the kitsune wasn't ashamed of filling her pockets with ryo in exchange for information.
She had decided, then. In the next coming weeks, she'd tackle every district for a full week to take note of just about everything she could discover.
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