Blitz realized lately that some of the shops and local businesses have started to grow their own art styles on the side of their buildings and even some adopted the ritual in front where all who pass can see. The artwork itself was sloppy but it was clear to tell these weren’t the handwork of any of the owners; each shop was violated with its own art as the frustration was clearly heard, and seen coming from the people who worked in the district. People had enough time to disrupt those who worked hard and did not care that the world was a simple place. Either you learned a lesson or you had enough brains to avoid drama all together. Blitz sported his usual outfit: his blue and white kimono, his dark blue hair and eyes came in a matching set as his footwear was traditional wooden sandals. Upon his hip on this day he brought out his fathers sword, an old sword but one he took time to take care of and polish when he did not seek training or missions. Keeping it strong and durable was the least he could do in order for the sword to maintain its edge in battle. Picking up his feet he gave a light jog making his way backwards passing the market district and heading deeper into the village until he found himself almost at the heart of the village. Gazing around he looked for a certain building that needed what he was searching. The building was large but with a few looks around the area he could tell what he hunted for was basically the office of the Mizukage.
Simply lost, he turned around before seeing a poster board embedded into the earth; this only piqued his curiosity for a mere second before drawing him to see what the numerous papers pinned upon contained. As he grew closer it became obvious to him this was his destination: a building with wide open doors was behind this board. Simply reading each paper from bandits to sailors he came to a stop on one that filled in the pieces he needed. Ripping off the paper and walking inside the building he had a little line in front of him only lasting a couple of minutes but it seemed everyone was there for the same reason to take on missions. Other shinobi with the marking of the village upon their headbands how they talked and laughed with each was only a distraction from the fears they might face on the missions they take. As it took a little bit of time he finally made his way to the front counter and gently placed the paper down onto the desk. It was a male behind the counter who received the paper and began to read it to himself, a little elderly but he was there to get the job done. In his proficiency of marking and stamping out the paperwork before giving the okay on letting Blitz go out on this mission it seemed he had something to say to the shinobi.
“Never seen you around here before. Well if you’re here to help the people keep their shops out of the radar of these brats, more power to you. I know a lot of those owners down there and I know they don’t appreciate their hard work getting destroyed. Not saying you can’t handle yourself out there but it might be smart to bring someone with you no way one or two guys are behind this it’s too many buildings to cover. But that’s it, don't let this old man stop you anymore.”
Blitz smiled for a second to himself before waving off the old timer behind the desk as it seemed that was his way of receiving good luck from the stranger he accepted the challenge of how many people would be coming. Two to four didn’t matter, let alone six to ten he wanted something to do for the people who worked hard. He only lived in the district closest to the market, seeing the stores was a common thing for him before he walked out and enjoyed himself around the village. It didn't matter at this point. He had an itch to scratch and wanted to let loose on people who deserved to feel it as the right thing to do. It had been some time since he saw actual combat from his last mission, granted this was only his second mission ever he had hoped it would be as exciting as the first. Making his way out of the building he was greeted by the sun and all its light once more as it seemed he had time before the mission would start at nightfall. Planning was all he had to do and probably eating some food nothing else was of concern to him at this moment before making his way out towards the poster board of missions again forcing himself to remember this where the administration office was held.
“Mmm..”
Simply lost, he turned around before seeing a poster board embedded into the earth; this only piqued his curiosity for a mere second before drawing him to see what the numerous papers pinned upon contained. As he grew closer it became obvious to him this was his destination: a building with wide open doors was behind this board. Simply reading each paper from bandits to sailors he came to a stop on one that filled in the pieces he needed. Ripping off the paper and walking inside the building he had a little line in front of him only lasting a couple of minutes but it seemed everyone was there for the same reason to take on missions. Other shinobi with the marking of the village upon their headbands how they talked and laughed with each was only a distraction from the fears they might face on the missions they take. As it took a little bit of time he finally made his way to the front counter and gently placed the paper down onto the desk. It was a male behind the counter who received the paper and began to read it to himself, a little elderly but he was there to get the job done. In his proficiency of marking and stamping out the paperwork before giving the okay on letting Blitz go out on this mission it seemed he had something to say to the shinobi.
“Never seen you around here before. Well if you’re here to help the people keep their shops out of the radar of these brats, more power to you. I know a lot of those owners down there and I know they don’t appreciate their hard work getting destroyed. Not saying you can’t handle yourself out there but it might be smart to bring someone with you no way one or two guys are behind this it’s too many buildings to cover. But that’s it, don't let this old man stop you anymore.”
Blitz smiled for a second to himself before waving off the old timer behind the desk as it seemed that was his way of receiving good luck from the stranger he accepted the challenge of how many people would be coming. Two to four didn’t matter, let alone six to ten he wanted something to do for the people who worked hard. He only lived in the district closest to the market, seeing the stores was a common thing for him before he walked out and enjoyed himself around the village. It didn't matter at this point. He had an itch to scratch and wanted to let loose on people who deserved to feel it as the right thing to do. It had been some time since he saw actual combat from his last mission, granted this was only his second mission ever he had hoped it would be as exciting as the first. Making his way out of the building he was greeted by the sun and all its light once more as it seemed he had time before the mission would start at nightfall. Planning was all he had to do and probably eating some food nothing else was of concern to him at this moment before making his way out towards the poster board of missions again forcing himself to remember this where the administration office was held.
“Mmm..”
- Spoiler:
- Mission Name: Beat up the Delinquents
Mission Type: Guard
Mission Rank: C
Mission Goal: Beat up the Delinquents
Description: A group of juvenile delinquents have been going around at night tagging various shops with graffiti. The owners of these shops are getting fed up with it and have decided to finally do something about it. They are looking to hire a Shinobi to stake out the market district at night and wait for the delinquents to show up and then teach them a lesson. Beat the delinquents or install fear into them to get them to stop their evil ways.
Payment: 15,000 Ryo
Requirements: Genin +