Private club

The mission:

Tadara had gotten what appeared to be an invite to a club. At first he was confused because not once in his life had he appreciated crowds, loud noises, or dancing. He appreciated alcohol though as it could be used as a base for most poisons. No one tasted a poison easily when the bitter taste of alcohol coated it. It was actually fairly interesting as generally everyone knew it was literally a poison but kept drinking it by choice. Perhaps there was something in them they were trying to kill. But enough of that. He read it a little more and realized he would be partnered up with another genin to help out a popular club with keeping out the riff raff during an event. Ahh yes. Cheap booze and loud noises attracted a certain type of kretin. None the less he wouldn't be working alone so he didn't much mind it. He wasn't much of one for the physical stuff anyway. So he would figure who was going to be there all the same. Someone more physically capable and that had paired with him several times prior. Katsumi would most likely be there. By his calculations it was an eighty five percent chance.

So Tadara would get ready to look the part at least. He brushed his hair and slipped into a pair of jeans over his black boots. He left his white button up shirt untucked and put on his coat with the symbol from his headband stitched in over his right breast pocket. He put on his fathers necklace and let it indicate he would one day be a clan leader. So none of that don't you know who I am talk. With that he would leave his apartment and head to the club in question. When he got there there were bright lights and a ton of chatter and even louder music. People were lined up down the street and all of it just started looking like a pain. Once he saw Katsumi was already there though he would move to stand next to him at the door. Glancing around before realizing they were the outside group. Checking people in. Well that was a pain. That meant they would have to interact with everyone. Great. Still Tadara would speak up. Back to his matter of fact speech pattern.

"I will handle checking for false identifications. You should be the muscle. Should a civilian decide to force their way in. Yes?"

Tadara would check ID with barely a once over. Satisfied with each one he allowed in. He wouldn't speak really. Just hold out his hand for each one as they passed it to him. Look over the front and back with black eyes before handing it back. Barely even noticing each person in line. It was going well he thought even if he was less than inviting. Customer service wasn't his strong suit. Still those who he denied for fake ID would try to argue or push forward. At least until Katsumi would demonstrate some firepower. After the crowd saw that once they would mostly fall in line. Speaking of falling in line. Some rather young individuals had dipped out throughout the line itself having seen they wouldn't get in. Most of the crowd though was legitimate. They would keep it under a hundred and twenty. The legal capacity for the establishment. At least that was how it was going for all until the last few minutes before shift change. It can't ever happen. Going out in public like this without running into those with less foundation for the thoughts in their brain. For one thing stalked nightclubs more than anything else.

The dreaded Bro's.

Tadara had met plenty of them. Thick skulled men who pushed and shoved their way through line. One of these men was drunk when he arrived. Tadara would inform him they were at capacity. The man ignored him and Tadara would blink. Still not moving out of the way and holding out his hand for the mans ID. The man rudely explained he wasn't showing shit before grabbing Tadara by the coat when he insisted. He didn't seem to care about the threat that was Katsumi. However instead of panicking, Tadara would form the tiger seal and touch his middle and index fingers to right between the mans eyes. With a touch the man crumpled and all he could move were his eyes. After that display of paralysis people behaved as they stepped over the guy until the shift ended. Tadara would explain that the man would be able to move soon and to behave in the future. Then he would nod to Katsumi and adjust his coat collar calmly. The next shift showed up and Tadara would exchange papers before turning to leave. Pausing a moment to look back at Katsumi.

"Until next time...Katsumi"

Exit thread
2 posts = 40 exp
mission complete = 25 exp