A Typical Patrol

Mission Name: Patrol The Emporium
Mission Rank: B
Theater of War: N/A
Relevant Plot NPCs Nope
Mission Goal: Patrol The Heavenly Emporium to keep the peace
Description: The Heavenly Emporium is an absolutely essential place for all sides of the war. It provides neutral ground for diplomatic envoys, and safety for those who seek refuge who aren't from one of the villages. Everyone has a duty to ensure it's safety and protection no matter what is going on in the war. Patrol the Emporium and ensure that no one is preying upon those who have been displaced by the war.
Payment: 25,000
Maximum Number of Participants: 4

Today was the day, despite struggling to get to sleep throughout the night, the Uzumaki was primed and ready for a mission with his new compatriot. Still situated in the heavenly emporium, the Uzumaki found himself waiting for his blue eyed team-mate while wearing black combat pants and a light blue shirt.

The mission that they were tasked with was quite a simple one in that the duo had to patrol the emporium in order to keep the peace. It was quite straight forward but as the Uzumaki had learned from the back of his mothers passing, nothings straight forward in the ninja world.

Sliding his fingers through his spikey golden hair, he observed the surroundings, taking care to note anything of importance ahead of their patrol. Unlike his previous encounter with the Yuki, the Uzumaki had come prepared, armed with a wooden flute and a box of bento.

Naturally, the Uzumaki was early, the mission not set to commence for a little while and so he decided to take the opportunity to squeeze in a quick toot of the flute. Raising the wooden contraption to his lips, he played a simple melodic rhythm that he had crafted in his spare time.

The melody was quite catchy, so much so that his instructors asked him to document the notes used during the commision of the melody in order to allow them the opportunity to share the students brilliance with the peers.


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Before long, the Yuki had arrived which called the end to the Uzumakis flute practice. Flashing a toothy grin, he waved a palm in Nobos direction before quickly springing to his feet. By awkward coincidence, the duo shared the same greeting gesture, “Ye’... shouldn’t be too difficult, we got lucky with the mornin’ shift, the hooligans are probably still sleeping.” he cracked up a little before slipping his flute into his pocket.

It was set to be an interesting day, one where the Uzumaki and the Yuki would be patrolling the sprawling grounds of the emporium in an effort to deter any criminals from committing any illegal acts in the sacred land of the emporium. Nodding to himself, the Uzumaki gesture towards the direction of their patrol route and it wasn’t long before the duo got on their way. The entirety of the patrol was relatively quite, with the duo exchanging quips and remarks along the way in an effort to bring a level of entertainment to an otherwise boring mission.

While boring, the opportunity gave the duo an opportunity to serve alongside one another in an official capacity which in turn allowed them bond a little. Having met the young Yuki but a few days ago, the Uzumaki had grown quite fond of him. Not only was the Yuki tradesman a rather funny individual but he was also well versed in the art of hand to hand styles which excited the bookworm of an Uzumaki as he was almost positive that he would need someone of Noborus caliber by his side in order to achieve the goals that he had set out for himself and the Shinobi world.

Before long, their shift had concluded, the Uzumaki quickly tucked into his bento, offering exactly half of the contents to his Yuki team mate before the duo parted ways, the plan — “Lets meet up later for anotha’ one.”

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