1 A Night in the Red Light [Mission|Solo] Sun Dec 31, 2017 3:42 am
Izumi
A-rank
- Mission:
- Mission name: Fill-In Waiter
Mission rank: D
Objective: Fill in for the Missing Waiters
Location: Sunagakure
Reward: 150 ryo
Mission description: A restaurant in the Sand Village is missing its waiters and they need ninja to fill in for the sick staff. The Kazekage has asked any and all ninja to complete this Mission and fill in for the missing staff.
Mission details:Be warned that females who take this mission will be subject to wearing a bunny girl or French maid outfit depending on the manager and guys will wear flashy scandalous costumes that show a lot of skin.
After the most agonizing walk through the alleys and streets of the city she's come to know so well in her young life thanks to her frequent jogs and walks through the village by dawn's twilight, Izumi finally arrived at her destination the most popular club in Sungakure. Pausing before entering one last time and remembering at the last second to produce the bunny ears back on her head. Quickly sealing the coat and belt on her left forearm like a tattoo, Izumi entered the raunchy club with great shame and reluctance. As soon as she cleared the threshold she ensured she put on her best “winning” smile and getting to work serving the most base members of Sunagakure society, wanton men willing to lower themselves to the standard of objectifying beautiful women in little to no clothing for money. Embarrassed enough already to be a server she could not imagine the shame of being one of the “performers”, quickly shaking such negative thoughts in order to her job she set off to find some sort of supervisor to give her her orders for the next eight hours. She quickly identified the man in question by his tacky suit and tackier haircut, as she approached the tanned out of shape man with the cigar he made no secret that he was admiring her approaching form, only at the last second seeing the sigil of a sand shinobi tied around her left bicep. ”You sure you want to be a kunoichi sweetie.” Breaking her servile façade by allowing momentary rage to flash in her face her, eyes shining with an almost supernatural sparkle she managed to hiss a (semi)non-hostile response, ”I'm as sure I want to be a kunoichi as I am that I will never accept this contract again. Now please, tell me where my tables are.” Unsurprisingly to Izumi, the manager who was enchanted by her clans signature doujutsu didn't reply in kind to this slight, instead politely telling her where her section for the evening was.
Izumi quickly deactivated the technique enthralling the man before hoping there were no shinobi nearby that noticed what she'd just done and left to do her job for the night. Izumi by some miracle was able to brush off his parting catcall ”I hate when you girls leave but I love watching you leave.” without even losing a step feeling that her justice had already been enacted getting the vile man to hang on her every word with one look assisted by the power of her Karisuma blood. Smiling at her small triumph over the disgusting man she had a surprisingly, nondescript night for the most part. The men she served while certainly distracted enough by her when she was right in front of them they for the most part were sufficiently entertained by the “performing staff”. Izumi's night was without incident until it was time to go home, as soon as 2 am rolled around she found her favorite sleazebag manager and informed him she was heading home. As soon as she was acknowledged by the tanned, heavily perfumed, ugly man she unsealed her jacket and belt and donned them. Ensuring to throw the bunny ears to the floor as she left within view of the sleazy manager. ”You sure move quick in those heels,” called the man behind her as she left him behind to rule his kingdom of degenerate squalor. ”I'm never doing that again I don't care what it pa–” suddenly cutting off her sentence when a sharp CRACK sounding through the night air and Izumi felt a sting on her buttocks. Some daring fool had had the audacity to slap her bottom as she left, quite hard in fact, Izumi could feel stinging burn of a good slap building. Whipping around on to discover the foolish simpleton that deigned such arrogance to lay a hand on such a private part of her stunning form. As the man looked her in the eyes his mouth opening to speak the swagger in his eyes quickly gave way to horror as eyes finally found the headband of a shinobi tied to her bicep. ”I'm going to give you ten seconds to get as far away from me as possible. If you don't take your chance the only thing the pitiful inbreds that you call family will have to identify is the charcoal I've made of your bones”, her tone and demeanor leaving no room for doubt of her intention. The man who was now wetting himself in fear was not the brightest one however, which to a rational person with a normal temper would be obvious given his poor choices up until this point, decided what Izumi actually wanted, was for him to beg ”P-please, I t-thought you were someone else.” Izumi scoffed at the implication that this made what he did any better, only replying with three words, ”Seven more seconds.” Finally understanding the gravity of his situation the man broke into a full devil on your heels sprint in the opposite direction of Izumi. Smiling satisfied, Izumi left for home coincidentally the opposite direction of the addled idiot screaming into the night in flight of her. Finally pausing to check her tips for the night she realized she made out quite nicely with one hundred and fifty in tips on top of the base wages owed equal to the same amount. Rubbing her sore bottom before finally setting off for home happy that the night was at least lucrative and even happier that it was about to be over.
[Exit]
[1375|750 for the full double bonus]
- Chakra Used:
- D rank Stunning Eyes. 145/150