The Bears

ission Name: I cannot bear to see this!
Mission Type: Elimination
Mission Rank: B
Mission Goal: Clear out the bear infestation at Mr.Julian's cave.
Description: Mr. Julian is a famous biologist. For some reason, his cave is now filled with twenty bears. It seems he forgot a bear couple he left there for a few years and now they've gone insane, surviving from the provisions Mr.Julian stored there just in case a war broke out. Despite being animals, these bears have a tremendous physical might. Take care not to diiiie~ Village insurance doesn't cover loss of limbs by bear bite.
Payment: 25,000 ryo
Requirements: Jounin+

They were running low on their military forces as of late which had caused the newly appointed regent Kazekage to not only sit through an endless slew of meetings but also go on his fairer share of missions. This did not inherently bother him however with his newly found appointment and the sudden increase in his responsibilities has forced him to remain much closer to the village than he may have otherwise wanted. Thus, while there were many missions which required the attention of Sunagakure's once great military might he, personally, could rarely justify leaving for extended periods of time and, thus, many of these simply needed deferment until a later date.

He was able to make some exceptions, but they were few and far between. However, as they were so low on warriors he found that he needed to tend to many of the missions which transpired within the village proper. And so he listened as a renowned biologist told a simple and brief tale of how a band of bears had descended upon the cave he used as a workshop. To be fair, he was rather eccentric.

This mission seemed rather simple, offered the village a rather substantial reward and, most importantly, returned a famous and effective scientist to work within the village. Somewhat of a botanist himself and one of the best medicine makers within the village, Zhengti had met this man multiple times before and, on more than one occasion, asked his advice about various plant and animal extracts as for creating poisons and the like. Thus, he felt a somewhat more personal connection to this mission that perhaps he would have otherwise and agreed to take it quickly, postponing the remaining meetings until the following day and pushing paperwork back to later in the evening.

When finally the acting Kazekage had completed the final meeting of the day he stood up from his meditative pose in the center of the large hall which served as his meeting chambers. He rose, bare chested, and moved confidently towards the front of the room, through the large double doors, and off down the hall to one of the side balconies that overlooked large portions of the city. He had selectively chosen this particular location to observe the distant reaches of the village where, as it were, resided the laboratory of the man which he had recently learned was infested with a host of bears. How.... supremely strange.

Regardless, the man prepared himself lightly, sans any of his prized creation and instead realized that this would be a simple and quick mission. The whole palace had a collection of furnishings installed which were made of compressed sandstone and filled with iron filings, retaining the palatial vibe of the Kazekage's accommodations while effectively arming the entire palace as a massive weapon available to the young Kazehana clansman. He extended his two arms out perpendicular to his body and summoned up a collection of sand from a nearby pot.

The mass swirled about him and formed a platform beneath him as he took on the aspect of a massive grey storm which, to some of those directly beneath the Wind Dome may appear to blot out the very sun. And then he took flight, bringing the magnetic storm with him as he soared through the arid skies of the desert village. Within moments he had crossed the majority of the village and come down to a low hover before the mouth of the cave. From within he could glimpse the angry and rabid eyes of the bears as they bellowed from within. His hands rose up to face them and, with this small motion, the desert itself billowed behind him, ready to strike with its endless fury.

The moment came in an almost blinding fury as the bears, post a small pause for both parties to posture appropriately, charged forward in a blind rage. Five escaped the mouth all at the same time and though they were swift, the sands which the Kazekage had brought were so much swifter. Their charged was met only by a veritable wall of iron sand which swept up the first two, crushing them in naught but an instant, before tripping up numbers three and four. The fifth charged forward as if utterly unaware and three more poured from the cave as their full numbers began to emerge, running in a quick but straight line at the man who hovered before them.

Upon his platform of sand they were no match for the speed and agility at which he could retreat. He floated away as if without effort and, once he had drawn out the host of them he fired off a collection of iron spikes from the sea of sand which now swarmed beneath and beside the beasts. These small but rapid darts make quick work of the flesh surrounding their vital areas, primarily the throats, and within but a few more moments the bears had been quickly and effectively dispatched, leaving behind steaming heaps of body which the local craftsmen could render down into useful products, though they slayer was not himself a fan of bear meat.

And then, as quickly as he had come, the descended man rose up once more and, as he went, so too did the sand which he had brought, flowing away in a strangely hypnotic pattern as he expertly manipulated the magnetic forces which were the gift of his clan. He returned to the same balcony from which he had departed and, when his feet finally graced the earth, the iron shavings neatly returned to their many containers, safely tucked away for a later date. He received the thanks of his biologist warmly, invited him to dine with him this evening, and then, when his offer was declined, wished the man the best in his future endeavors and sent him with an escort back to his laboratory. Then, he returned to his office to tirelessly fill out the various payment forms which never ceased and, if he had the time, to tinker a bit more with his puppetry.

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