1 Blood for treachery. (mission/mokuzai/fuyuko) Wed Apr 18, 2018 6:58 pm
Kirei
B-rank
- mission:
- Mission name: The Rouge
Mission rank: B rank
Objective: Find and kill the rouge ninja and his current posse, get rid of the bodies as well. The Kirigakure secrets shall not get out, if you capture the ninja find out how he left at all costs.
Location: Kiri->Kumo
Reward: 500 ryo
Mission description: ''A ninja has just left the village, one of the genin saw him leaving the gate, but there should be special jounin guarding the gate, get that ninja and kill him...and find out how he got out and who helped him. Anyone he is with is open to kill as well.
Mission details: The takers of the mission will have to chase the ninja from Kirigakure to Kumogakure, the ninja is a Spec jounin ranked rouge ninja, who is with 1 Chuunin ranked ninja as help as well as multiple (4-10) D ranked mercenaries, the ninja have to take 600 words to travel plus the 1500 for the mission. You will catch the ninja in the Mountains of Kumogakure or somewhere near it.
Name: Kiro Osada
Age: 19
General Appearance: 5ft8, 150lbs.- Here:
Motivations: Be a feared rouge ninja
Fears: Slugs and Snails, and exposed bones.
Abilities: Up to A ranked Futton(Acid) jutsu of any type.
Other: Has a set of B ranked Knuckle dusters that cut 1.5 inch cuts.
Str. B Rank
Spd. C rank
End.B rank
Perception.C rank
Reaction time. C rank
Name: Asuske Kaguya
Age: 14
General Appearance: 5ft6 140lbs.- Here:
Motivations: Being the left hand man of a group of Evil ninja.
Fears: Losing his life.
Abilities: Assorted Bone Based jutsus, including the clan jutsu. (Up to B rank jutsu)
Other: Carries a large 20ft long length of barbed wire that he can swing arond in the same fashion that one would use a lasso, though it causes .5 inch lacerations. All Stats are C ranked except for endurance which is D
Name: Paid Mercenary
Age: 15-30
General Appearance: 5ft5-6ft1 130lbs.-200lbs.- Without the Sound Symbol:
Motivations: Money
Fears: Death
Abilities: Have Bukijutsu and Taijutsu
Other: Each have 10 kunai and 10 shuriken.
All of the mercs. have E rank stats.
'Remember, Kirei. You asked for this.'
Standing alone in the administration building before a mission assignment was a feeling that had yet to grow on Kirei. Since being granted the Mist's trust in recent weeks, he'd been embarking on missions alone more and more often. Tasks which once they had paired him with another Genin or superior officer faded away and the Uchiha fought for the village nightly, in secret, honing himself apart from the others. He spent his days commuting to the camps being held on Sero Osada's private island, stretching his body to the limit as he prepared for what lay ahead. In his ambition, or perhaps out of loneliness, Kirei had requested a higher ranking mission in order to be placed with a squad. After two days, the Jonin, whose distant eyes Kirei had become so familiar with, called the boy in for his new mission.
"This assignment is a top priority, your travel documents are included in the dossier if you need to cross the border into Lightning Country. The objective is not to capture the traitor alive, for those who have forsaken The Mist, the punishment is death. Read and remember this information carefully, once you depart on this mission, there won't be any village ANBU nearby to help. I've assigned two Chunin who will meet you at the border. The three of you will be designated Squad Searchlight and represent the Mist even if you leave our nation. Good luck, bring death to the traitors."
Words rang over and over in Kirei's head as he prepared. By instructions, their party would leave only hours before dusk, slated to arrive near the Lightning border after dark and operate where the Mist is most comfortable; in the shadows. Dark cloak obscured most of his form and strung to the top of his head, currently serving as a hat, was the red and white cat's visage; replica ANBU mask by appearance. The blonde felt sick as he secured the mask around his face once to make sure he could easily slide it up and down, hands still unsteady with the prospect of premeditated assassination. Unable to stop, hands strung a collection of deadly tools across the boy's body, and he hopped in place, twisting his arms and boxing at the shadows to make sure his equipment wouldn't come undone.
With winter creeping toward the Land of Water, dusk came earlier each day; Kirei departed from the window of his dorm, situated in the center of the city, just as the low-hanging sun began to stain the horizon pink. Journey to the city limits found Kirei's mind searching for another answer; capture was not an option, the Mist would merely execute him upon his return, and there would be no offer of redemption even if political means could be used to change his mind. The life of a Shinobi inevitably involves death, and already the Uchiha was no stranger to it, but picturing how you will slay another man scouting and planning to snuff out a life felt different. Perhaps, Kirei pondered, he would provide the information to his allies, and leave the killing to the killers. Such a pact made the boy no better, and left his hands no cleaner, but would not expose his biggest weakness.
Finding practice wherever it lay, Kirei focused on the positions of the guards who surrounded the village walls, noting their locations and sightlines. Such observation would not only hone his own skills but allow him to glean information on how their target may have slipped away unnoticed. Konoha headband afforded the Uchiha freedom to come and go unquestioned, not the responsibility of these guards, and so this was a new quarry for him. He wouldn't stray, merely analyzing en route and then continuing for the border while processing what he'd learned. The most likely explanation was that another ninja willfully let the rogue escape, which would present another issue upon return; the punishment for such a crime would also be death.
Always arriving early, the blonde would be sat in a low-hanging branch overlooking the rendezvous by the time the evening sun was in position for departure. If they didn't already lay in secret, his companions would be arriving shortly; keen eyes watched for them in his peripherals, but the majority of his focus was on the stacks of paper in his hands. An eager new student of the Sealing Arts, Kirei's hands drew symbols on parchment tags, replicating designs from memory efficiently with the analytic powers of the Sharingan. He'd seen some seals during Death Camp already, even going so far as to develop some rudimentary formula of his own. This was far different from the years spent practicing with blades under his father's tutelage, Fūinjutsu was a precise skill requiring much more finesse than Kirei thought it took to wield a sword.
For the first time, Kirei was awaiting team mates without knowing who they were. In truth, the boy hadn't even opened the dossier he carried which contained information on their targets and his assigned squad members. The Uchiha was dutifully trying to avoid thoughts of the man who soon the trio would kill; he didn't want to think about his face any more than necessary.
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