1 Rooting out spies C rank Plot mission Tue Nov 26, 2013 7:41 am
Boris
D-rank
Well to be honest She had been fairly surprised that Anyone had remembered her during the war. She was hardly a noticeable girl (Really a guy) except to the occasional pervert. And those she dealt with in a sort of extreme prejudice manner. She didn't shun everyone attracted to her but the older perverts seemed to think that a hand on the thigh was going to encourage her to meet in the alley with them. Truly disgusting. She wanted a beautiful man to invite her dancing and then ravish her on the beach. While accepting she had the wrong equipment of course. She purred at the idea as she moved about the old creaky and nearly sinking ship that she called home. She was happy here and felt safe. The pirates thought process was if Kiri lost then she could set sail and escape to Kumo maybe. If the ship could make it up the coast. She doubted that she would make it that far but just getting away was the idea. Still that thought process was mostly due to her thinking she would be of little to no help in the war effort. A medic with hardly any chakra and a fairly basic sword that didn't deal well with death? What a joke.
Still the request she had been given was surprising enough. Her green eyes looked down over the sheet of paper. It had a blood stain on the corner. That alone should be enough to tell her how the war effort was going. She nibbled her lip as she read the frantic scribbles. It was one simple sentence scribbled in. Locate and eliminate the spies with a detail saying the mission was a C rank level. So they expected the spies to be simple fools? C ranks where hardly ever dangerous. Still this wasn't hunting crows or anything story book like that. No this was looking for people who where already watching you. But where to begin? the question haunted her as she stepped into the bathroom and slipped into the bath. It was warm now and that would help her thought process. Slipping into the water she let her green hair float about her like an underwater goddess or mermaid. Not like Hygiene was the only thing on her mind but it let her think while she relaxed her muscles. The soapy water taking away the edge from so many worries. The sweat and dust washed away.
So she began to review what she knew. She was ideal for this kind of mission because thanks to her clan she had a high survive-ability. Meaning that even if they caught on and hurt her she could at the very least escape and be good as new in an hour, Meaning if need be she could evade them and return to report who they where. Information would be key. So if she was to bring them back alive then they could spit out more information then just their supposed identities. And likely more loot for doing so. She grinned at the thought of loot before rising from the water and letting it drain. Then she dried off and fussed with her hair and make up for about an hour. So priorities where hardly her thing but she did figure that if she had to die she could at least look pretty. Next she moved onto clothes. Short shorts where the first to be put on. With that bit hidden now she really felt like a girl. Next was a skirt, then knee high socks and boots. Black with sparkly stars on the toes. Then a button up sleeveless top with a high collar. The front designed to look like she had breasts. Then it was the elbow length black gloves and finally the head band was used to keep her bangs out of her face with her hair put up in pigtails. She smiled and looked herself over.
Lastly she crossed the room to the bed and grabbed her Odachi with the words "Come on then Koibito. People to hurt now. I need your help for that." Koibito was the name she gave her sword. It strangely enough meant lover. She did after all have the oddest relationship with her sword. Opening the captains cabin door she locked it behind her and looked about. Still no one about. Even the dock hands where hiding with their families. Ugh thats why she hated war. Loved ones getting dragged into things left and right. It was like they wanted her to kick their ass. No one deserved to die over some dispute or whatever was going on. Still she launched off the deck and landed on the docks easily. Moving quickly as she tied Koibito to her back. It was time to get involved in the war. Lousy freaking spies.
810/2500 word count
Still the request she had been given was surprising enough. Her green eyes looked down over the sheet of paper. It had a blood stain on the corner. That alone should be enough to tell her how the war effort was going. She nibbled her lip as she read the frantic scribbles. It was one simple sentence scribbled in. Locate and eliminate the spies with a detail saying the mission was a C rank level. So they expected the spies to be simple fools? C ranks where hardly ever dangerous. Still this wasn't hunting crows or anything story book like that. No this was looking for people who where already watching you. But where to begin? the question haunted her as she stepped into the bathroom and slipped into the bath. It was warm now and that would help her thought process. Slipping into the water she let her green hair float about her like an underwater goddess or mermaid. Not like Hygiene was the only thing on her mind but it let her think while she relaxed her muscles. The soapy water taking away the edge from so many worries. The sweat and dust washed away.
So she began to review what she knew. She was ideal for this kind of mission because thanks to her clan she had a high survive-ability. Meaning that even if they caught on and hurt her she could at the very least escape and be good as new in an hour, Meaning if need be she could evade them and return to report who they where. Information would be key. So if she was to bring them back alive then they could spit out more information then just their supposed identities. And likely more loot for doing so. She grinned at the thought of loot before rising from the water and letting it drain. Then she dried off and fussed with her hair and make up for about an hour. So priorities where hardly her thing but she did figure that if she had to die she could at least look pretty. Next she moved onto clothes. Short shorts where the first to be put on. With that bit hidden now she really felt like a girl. Next was a skirt, then knee high socks and boots. Black with sparkly stars on the toes. Then a button up sleeveless top with a high collar. The front designed to look like she had breasts. Then it was the elbow length black gloves and finally the head band was used to keep her bangs out of her face with her hair put up in pigtails. She smiled and looked herself over.
Lastly she crossed the room to the bed and grabbed her Odachi with the words "Come on then Koibito. People to hurt now. I need your help for that." Koibito was the name she gave her sword. It strangely enough meant lover. She did after all have the oddest relationship with her sword. Opening the captains cabin door she locked it behind her and looked about. Still no one about. Even the dock hands where hiding with their families. Ugh thats why she hated war. Loved ones getting dragged into things left and right. It was like they wanted her to kick their ass. No one deserved to die over some dispute or whatever was going on. Still she launched off the deck and landed on the docks easily. Moving quickly as she tied Koibito to her back. It was time to get involved in the war. Lousy freaking spies.
810/2500 word count