Verdandi was reaching the end of her primary set of diplomatic missions. She was told that potentially more was to come in the next stage of suna's invasion. Her last task was, once more tied in with the Kumo Administration. She had come to learn that the tasks connected to Kumo seemed to be all generally quite violent and aggressive in nature. Her previous civilian soldiers that she was paired up with during her Kumo Missions, were all rather shady characters she couldn't really get used to yet. Feeling that this wouldn't change she was quickly confirmed in her worries as she picked up her final assignment at the Kumo Administration tent. To put down, the resisting forces. Pretty much everything in that sentence disturbed Verdandi. The young Jonin however was sure she could somehow deal with this mission, once again, in her very own way, without the need of too much violence. The previous ones were more connected to directly engage criminal forces. Verd usually had little problems when it came to doing her job as an enforcer and facing criminals in the process. She however denied the idea of involving any civilians in the prospect of fulfilling her job to the Kumo's administration in satisfaction. Verd and her trusty pet bear Avalanche prepared themselves at the entrance of the Kumo camp. The supposed soldier squads were already in place and there was no caravan to escort this time. As there was no one to wait for, Verd would crawl her palm through her Pets head and took off on her travel.
The journey towards the city in question would take a while. Despite not being part of a caravan, Verdandi had expert knowledge about the very areas of Suna by now. She could pin point her movements from one Oasis to the next and take subtle breaks on her movement ahead. Keeping herself hydrated, refreshed and as usually, keeping herself cool by the very means of her Hyouton element. She would occasionally face a pack of stray wolves. Verdandi would put the Grim Reapers Mask on her face whenever she saw them. As he once used to be their leader, the wolves would growl but then simply avoid Verdandi as a target. So, after all, picking up this item would become quite handy. Verdandi would move past the dunes and cross the many valleys. Most refugees had been escorted back to the village camps by now. The few villages and cities remaining were now but the true survivors of Suna. The real people that would not want to emigrate to a new country. The suna forces that did not take part in the war by default, simple civilians that merely wished to be left alone and continue their lives without interruption from outside forces. Needless to say, when Verdandi arrived at the entrance of the city in question. She would not be greeted by warm welcome. Instead she was quickly shunned for wearing her ninja garments. Clearly not welcome at all.
Verdandi would walk past the city. Move slowly deeper into the streets. Watching the various Kumo forces simply do their jobs as security forces. She not rarely saw some of them being aggressive or mean towards the civilians. Any sign of potential molestation or sexual advances would quickly be dealt with by Verdandi, as she did not take such behaviour lightly. Being of highest rank in this city, despite her affiliation to a different village, gave her at least some minor authority that yet many of the Kumo soldiers rather… tolerated than actually really accepted as truth. It was not in many of their minds to accept a foreigner as their forces leader. Especially when Verdandi was clearly showing that she did not tolerate any sadistic behaviour while she was here. The soldiers that did not act as she wished would be jailed. Verdandi created her very own regime of militia. Based on a mixture of trustworthy and peaceful Kumo soldiers and a bunch of Suna locals that seemed more than happy at the chance of being given back some authority in order to keep the streets clean. Within the first few days. Verdandi's new rule over the forces was quickly the main topic at hand. Kumo soldiers were complaining about her restrictive rules and implied it was hindering them in executing their orders. But Verdandi was smart. She would intercept all the messages the potential Kumo administration was trying to send back home. She would not have her authority taken before her mission was actually finished.
In the streets, many of the preachers were daring to breach conflict between the locals and the soldiers. Verdandi however had a more than easy idea on how to deal with this. She sent the recruited suna militia to bring them in. They were directly brought to the prisons were already plenty of Kumo soldiers were residing in. An advantage for not working under Kiri rule, where prisoners were a prospect or ideal that was not allowed to exist. Verdandi gazed into the depths of and wideness of the city past the window in the prison cell office. Before turning her head back to the preachers that were all cuffed by their hands and made kneeling before her. Verdandi stood up and waltzed right in front of them. Her blade at hand as she pulled it to simply smash it into the ground. "Alright. We're going to make this easy. I am not your enemy. I have already imprisoned every damn Kumo soldier that tried to harm your people without the new leader's authority. I have a task force running that is hunting down thieves and other criminal elements in your city. I am close towards being persuaded to allow a joint administration between the Kumo office and the local suna elders. Until I receive word from my superiors this is all within my powers. I am on a good way to fix this for both parties. But your damn lot actually don't give a shit now do you?"
Verdandi moved around them as her blade remained stuck into the floor. Giving any of them plenty of chance to get up and try to pull it from the ground if they dared to attack her, cuffed or not, their bindings were made of loose rope for the most part. Verdandi sighed. "Instead of allowing me to do my job, you insist in making this hard for me. You step onto the streets and try to rally the locals to pick up their arms and start another bloody fucking war right in this city, when I was told that all your people want is to be left in peace and to do their own thing without being involved into the war as far as possible. Now You see, I can't make these soldiers leave anymore. They are not going to leave. They besieged this whole area. Every suna nin that tried to mess with them is dead here and the forces keep advancing in order to take more and more of this territory. And don't you dare tell me that you'd be better off under the rule of those lawless bastards. I've seen their way. They have raped and slaughtered worse than any of these mindless fellas. I simply am here to give you one. Tiny chance to have an actual controlling element over your own city. To have your own militia of mixed forces and to be allowed to defend yourself even against the Kumo soldiers under the simple rule that it is to prevent them from enacting criminal acts."
Verdandi moved back around. Most of the preachers had already lowered their faces. They knew it was true and not much was left in need to convince them further. Some yet remained vigilant and resistive. "You poor fools. Do you think I don't know this sucks? I am not ignorant to your situation. But you can influence how this is going to turn out. I am more than capable of dissolving this militia again. With the simple word of my mouth all of your own people will be sent right back home and every last one soldier in your streets will become Kumo soldier once again. An oppressing force inside your country, one you can do absolutely nothing against. One you can only watch how it slowly tramples your people, loots all your goods, mistreats your women and plunders and murders in the streets and none of you fools could do anything against it. None of those revolutionists you might wish to recruit would be able to resist for long and all you would create is more needless bloodshed among your people. Sacrificing the very civilians that you supposedly are protecting with your actions. But I can actually offer you a working solution that does not cost any lives. Or at least keeps the causalities at their lowest point. A solution that even allows you to keep your pride and take care of your own people completely legal.
A myriad of the preachers would ultimately kneel completely and bow their heads in submission. One of them kept screaming venomous words about the filth that the village-nin had brought to the lands of suna. Verdandi pointed her finger at him and the very suna militia that had brought them in would drag him to his very own cell, toss him in and give him a cloth gag so he would shut up. Completely replacing his ropes with actual chains that would tie behind his back. As the prison door shut the militia returned. "Alright. I'm making this very clear one last time. This is our only option to succeed here. I will purge this city from anyone trying to start a civil war. I will remove all hostile objects and I will completely eradicate every last criminal that dares to walk these streets in blatant ignorance that no one would do anything against their toxic behaviour. Once all that is complete and I can see that your people are willing to accept our protection. I will return control over this city to your own very elders. All you will have to do is follow the law given by the village nin and as the army will carry on and move further. You can do what you wish with your own, new, mixed militia. You will be protected by the soldiers against the rebels and you will be able to trade with a sustainable source of resources for your people. This is my only offer. Say no and begone. I will leave and I will not stop any of these soldiers from taking whatever they desire. How do you answer?"
It didn't take long and the last of the preachers would bow their head down. Their resistance was broken. Their spirits changed and their wills tended with. Verdandi would send them back to their posts. Now spreading the word of how the new militia would be the salvation of the city. How the new rule would bring order into chaos. How the new joined forces of suna locals and kumo soldiers would be able to keep this city safe and properly connected to all the sustainable resources they needed. The preachers would do their job and influence the people. Conning them into the idea that this was for the very betterment of their own people. However, to underline this, Verdandi had one last task to fulfil and in order to do so. She would know exactly where to start. She had the preacher with the toxic tongue bullied and punished, punched and physically tortured so that his screams could echo into the night of the city. Verdandi knew that once she would release him. The people of the resistance would quickly find him and bring him to safety and shelter. The only difference was. That this person she would release would not be the toxic preacher. But instead it was no one else but Verdandi herself, disguised in the garments of her prisoner and under the simply disguise of the transformation technique.
The fake preacher Verdandi, supposedly full of bruises from 'his' torture in the prisons. Was walking through the streets. In truth the actual prisoner had never been harmed. Creating sounds that would mimic it was an easy task to do so. It wouldn't take long until some people of the resistance would pull her up and take her away. Verdandi would have to lure them into trusting her. Trying to mimic the speeches he had given. Trying to speak of 'his' hatred about the village-nin and the true salvation of the old powers. It would take a few days of abusing their hospitality until she had earned enough trust to be sent to the secret meeting of the rebellion. Verdandi would mark the building before she entered it. Giving the signal to her soldiers as they cam to lure and wait surrounding the place. Once Verdandi entered the depths of the place she created a shadow clone and hid her real self in its dark shadow with the Silhouette technique. Letting the clone knock on the door to the entrance as they, obviously, demanded a test to see if the preacher was who he claimed to be. While the clone kept the men busy, Verdandi's real body slipped past them in their shadows. She would make sure to find the escape tunnel they would potentially use if under enemy. Attack then tossing a smoke bomb into the midst of the room.
The many revolutionists and criminals were quickly confused. The Shadow clone would use its blade to slaughter the guards at the entrance. Soon the forces of the kumo soldiers, lead by a furiously screaming bear, would march into the place and start to execute every last one of them that dared to resist. The others were quickly chained and brought to their knees for further processing into the prisons. Once the leaders wanted to leave the place by the escape tunnel, they would neatly walk straight into Verdandi, whom raised, under the power of the 'certain-kill ice spears' many ice pillars inside the tunnel. Impaling the leaders first and killing them by cutting through their necks with her blade. The masses of dead corpses and large ice pillars would officially cut off the escape tunnel. Not long until the raid was over and all enemies were either caught or dead.
Verdandi had finished her task. The joint leadership of the militia and the kumo administration would be founded the very next day. Allowing a somewhat peaceful reign of the kumo leaders over the people of the city. The joint security forces keeping the streets clean of revolutionists and the preachers kept supporting the new, joint rule of kumo and suna. Verdandi was content with the turn out. She'd leave what they wished to do with the prisoners up to their own terms. Once that was dealt with. All she had to do is return home and turn in her last diplomatic assignment, completed at her very own terms. With no civilian causalities.
[EXIT]2540
- WC Usage:
2500 for minimal mission pay