1 A Discordian Tale [Mission/Kisei] Tue May 08, 2018 12:52 pm
Nora
D-rank
- What Lies Beneath:
- Mission name: What Lies Beneath Konohagakure
Mission rank: C-rank
Objective: Information Gathering
Location: Konohagakure no Sato.
Reward: 300 Ryo +1 EP
Mission Description: Konoha has pledged to defend the people of Wind Country from harm during the upcoming relief efforts. Konoha ninja have been tasked with seeking out Sunagakure refugees and questioning them about their experiences in order to determine the best place for the village to provide assistance.
Development References: What lies beneath
Mission Details: The ninja will track down and gather information from one of the many refugees or groups of refugees from Suna who will share their tales of escape from the Sand and provide valuable information as to where people may be who require assistance. They will then deliver this information to Jonin coordinating teams who will shortly be dispatched to the Land of Wind.
“Taka… Takahiro, is everything all right? You seem a little more wound up than usual?”
“I can’t believe someone would do this to an entire village… What gives them the right, huh?!”
The woman’s eyes had widened ever slightly in surprise at the child soldier’s outburst, her jaw clenched if only for a moment as she began to withdraw her hands from the table only to press her palms into the wooden frame as they reached the near edge. Slowly she assumed a standing position, maneuvering the chair in which she once sat to a position underneath the desk, before casually strolling around it to face Takahiro directly.
Takahiro, as cogitative as he is, wondered as she drew near, whether this time his outburst had overstepped any lines as he prepared for the worst of outcomes. But as she came to stand just a few feet before him and several inches above him, the tension that once gripped her face had seemingly subsided. A sincere smile had broken through; it was reassuring to him at least, although this didn’t cleanse him of all apprehension before she began to respond,
“I understand your anger Taka-san, and as for what, or why rather, your guess is still as good as mine. I didn’t realize you were so unaware of the more recent developments… Although I do hear you’ve been quite the vagabond lately, meanwhile the village has been making efforts to provide aid and accumulate whatever intelligence it can that concerns those events. “
His superior placed a gentle, strong hand atop his left shoulder, she continued on to qualify further without considerable delay, not giving Takahiro the slightest of chances to jump to any substantial conclusion,
“Many leaf shinobi have been dispatched so far, senior officer’s have been ordered to review and judge their subordinates aptitudes before forwarding those to me and other’s like me. Your time away has unfortunately put you in the bind of not having been reviewed. Therefore your options are quite limited at the moment, namely you have none… “
“However, a colleague has personally vouched for you concerning your preparedness, and considering that recommendation I’ve found a capacity in which you might still serve that would benefit the village.. And, I believe you as well. You see Konoha has opened it’s doors to those displaced in the fall of Suna, these people have lost many things… yet I’m sure they carry many memories of all that was lost. Takahiro. I want you to find and listen to such individuals, heed their words, and prepare to be de-briefed concerning all that you’ve learned, through the proper channels when the time comes.”
It was a lot to ascertain, yet Takahiro kept up and was sure he understood the objective of his makeshift, new assignment. Just moments before she finished, he swore that he could still feel the firmness of her grip atop his shoulder, despite the fact that the responsible hand had assumed its position at her side well before. It was reminiscent of the way his brute of a mother called herself coddling him at times.
Then the mention of a “colleague” seemed a bit conspicuous and obviously begged the question of whom? Takahiro knew of their relationship from memories prior in which he’d followed his mother like a baby duckling as she performed her duties to the village, he could still recall that same reassuring smile as the image of the woman, now standing before him, crouching down to admonish him for solely being cute. It was a warming memory that imparted him with confidence, as he spoke up.
“I’m grateful that your peers think enough of me to ask you to give me a chance. I will not let you down; my reports will be perfect Shizuka-sama!”
His eyes narrowed slightly, as their newfound glare fully conveyed his determined resolve to the jounin he addressed. With a sense of urgency swelling inside him, his visage inevitably broke into an excited smile tinged by anxiety as Takahiro neared the door following a hasty departure. But he couldn’t resist leaving her with one simple, rhetorical question:
“You know I thought Mom had given up on me after that stunt I’d pulled.. It’s nice to know she still has faith in me.”
With his back turned to her, Takahiro couldn’t fully appreciate the look of bewilderment displayed on her face, nor she the knowing smirk on his. With a quick whirl about the doorframe he turned the corner as the tail of his flowing, silken blue kimono followed, adding an air of gracefulness
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