1 A Lovely Aftermath [Private/No Kill] Tue May 22, 2018 9:47 pm
Jun
D-rank
- Mission Details:
- Mission name: Help the Villagers
Mission rank: C-Rank
Objective: Build Shelters for the Villagers
Location: Village Ruins
Reward: 300 ryo + 1 EP
Mission Description: Help survivors of the carnage here rebuild what you can, they need shelters
Development References: Death Camp, part II
Mission Details: The villagers have pale skin as if they have been without sunlight for years, their skin is as cold as ice. they need shelter and fires for warmth, as far as what happened to the village it is up to the writer. However they will have to look for supplies across the Ruins of Kirigakure, to build some kind of shelter for those still alive as well as something to build a fire.
Jun woke up with a start, breathing heavily and staring up into the sky. She sat up abruptly, as if waking up from a nightmare. She panted, trying to calm herself down and get her breathing back to normal. What had happened? The last thing she remembered was going to sleep in one of the abandoned houses on this cursed island. No, wait, something had happened after that. It all came back to the young Kuroka in a flash. Her head pulsed. There was probably a headache coming, or maybe it was a concussion. Had she hit her head on something? Jun rubbed her temples, groaning. Yeah, she had definitely passed out and hit the floor.
Odd that that was the only injury she felt. The rest of her body was sore and stiff, but there weren't any visible wounds that she could tell with her lack of medical expertise. Broken bones were another story, though. She really hoped that wasn't the case, seeing as her aunt Misao was nowhere to be near this place. Her mother's younger sibling always took care of the family's injuries. She was the only medic that any of them trusted. And being an Uzumaki, all she had to do was offer a bite into her skin and that was that.
Jun rubbed her eyes before looking around her. It was still hard to tell whether it was night or day, mostly because of the thick layer of mist that clung to everything in its path. Nothing in this island could be simple, could it? She sighed and turned to look at her side. Two blotches of red hair caught her attention. Two women were sitting close by, each heavily armed with their own choice of weapon. "Hah?!" Jun let out. The last thing she remembered was falling unconscious in some catacombs underground. The two of them must have moved her. "What the hell are you two still doing here?" She asked, her expression akin to a snarl.
To them, it must have seemed like a kitten trying to bare its teeth in an effort to be intimidating. After all, no matter how much determination or promise she showed, Jun was still only a Genin, and a low leveled one at that. Her eyes darted from one woman to the other, trying to piece together what she remembered from her brief interaction with each. Both looked alike, with freckled skin and unruly hair. They stood at about the same height, although their builds slightly differed. Neither of them looked particularly bulky. They probably shied away from taijutsu or bukijutsu. It seemed to Jun that the one with the brighter colored hair was the leader of the two. The puppet master had deferred to her orders before. She had also mentioned something about them being girlfriends. Funny, the young Kuroka would have assumed they were siblings instead. "Do you want something from me or what?" Jun asked, her tone slightly more subdued.
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