Beating Up The Delinquents

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 +

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The evening air was cool and crisp in the island nation as Valen sat atop a building. He was kicking his feet out in boredom as he waited for his mission partner to arrive so that they could start their mission. Some rowdy bunch of teens had started causing a ruckus at night and tagging shops with graffiti and other such things. Of course Valen had to ask what ‘Graffiti’ was since he had never encountered the term before. The mission desk administrator was not pleased to have to play teacher for him but Valen didn’t really care. He was actually back from the Emporium, taking time to visit home given the length of the festival and such and had decided to take on some missions. He had been told he would be senior shinobi on this one, meaning he was the one in charge. That was new to him, but it didn’t seem like it would be too difficult.

He had his weapon with him, the Hai no Ha, and it was secured firmly to a belt. In general he was in more appropriate shinobi gear now that he was home for a bit. Gone was the black silk and satin kimono. Now he wore black shinobi pants and a black compression shirt that hugged his form tightly. Over that he wore a simple cloak and his forehead protector was on his head. Idly he looked around at the area. His mission partner should be here any time now. He had given the meeting location to the mission desk admin who had nodded at the location without batting an eye. ‘On the rooftops of the street the shops getting tagged’ was simple enough he supposed.

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Takara was someone who would much prefer the known to the unknown, so she had asked a favor of the Jounin who was assigning the missions. It was simple really, when she was doing a mission, she asked if Valen had signed up for any and needed a partner, and if the answer was yes, she took that mission. It was as simple as knowing where she stood with the man, and knowing that if push came to shove, he would have her back in just about any situation. With that done, it was as simple as tracking him down now in order to handle some delinquents who were causing problems for some shopkeepers. It was human nature, she knew, to act out in this manner for some kids, but that didn’t mean that they would get away with it either. Her honest only concern was that Valen might take it too far, but she knew he could restrain himself and keep things held back too.

So long as no one ended up in the hospital and the kids were deterred, that was all that they really needed. It didn’t take long, given the ‘location’ that Valen had chosen, to find him, and she approached by moving from rooftop to rooftop without bothering to hide her presence. She didn’t know if he was scared easily, and considering his mentality, that could result in a swift slice in her direction that she probably wouldn’t be able to avoid. Just out of reach, she noted the new sword on his hip, and was curious, but not enough to pry just yet. “Good Morning. We ready to get this over and done with?” she asked, hoping that the familiar voice being heard out of range would be enough to earn her a reprieve.

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Given his relatively high perceptive skills the swordsman would note the arrival of an individual as she approached and stopped a distance away. He turned toward her as she began to open her mouth to greet him and nodded toward Takara in greeting. He remembered her from their meeting at the Emporium. “Good, you’re here. Now we just wait for them to show up.” He would say simply, his eyes turning back toward the street below. He kept his senses upon the street and an hour or so after the shopkeepers turned in for the night a group would appear at one end of the street and begin to spread out. The sound of a shaken up spray can would be heard and that was all Valen really needed to move. The genin simply stepped off the edge of the building, and flipped in air as he descended, when he neared the ground he broke his momentum by pushing his feet onto the building and kicking off, landing smoothly on the ground near one of the individuals.

Drawing his sword, and igniting his weapon the black blade of the Blade of Ashes would become engulfed in fire as Valen’s red eyes took in the scene around them. He understood the assignment. Either beat the children, or instill fear into them to make them stop. Valen, while enjoying a fight, did not relish the prospect of beating individuals that couldn’t defend themselves. So he went with the latter option. Inflamed blade in hand the genin, combined with his cloak with its hood up. Would appear like a faceless apparition given how the shadow of the hood and the light of the fire interacted. His facial features were still hidden from the children. Whatever Takara did to either help scare them, or facilitate his own efforts would be welcome of course but he himself would speak. His voice seemingly appeared from the depths of the cowl. “Cease, or be turned to naught but ash.” He would say, his voice chilling. Right after he did so the heat radiating from the weapon in his hand would cause the highly compressed can of spray paint in the hand of the nearest teen to explode violently all over the teen. Minor injuries were had but the intimidation factor couldn’t have been higher. With the sudden loud noise and the cry of pain and fear from the individual the rest of them, plus himself of course, ran for the metaphorical hills.

Once they were gone, the last of them turning the corner Valen would sheathe the weapon. The fire upon it seemingly extinguishing as it disappeared into the sheath at his side. With that he would pull back his hood and turn toward Takara. “Easy enough, let's go turn it in.” He would say, before hopping back up onto the wall onto the shinobi highway and moving toward the mission center.

Exit

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All business, it would seem, but at least he didn’t seem to have forgotten her at least; that would have been really awkward, and a tiny part of Takara’s inner personality wanted to do that to him just to see how he would react as a bit of fun, but that wasn’t what today was about. They had a mission, and you never knew when there was a Jounin in the wings keeping tabs on them in order to evaluate them for leadership potential. She suspected that it was happening already considering that he was designated as ‘Team Leader’ for these missions on the roster, and she was simply pairing up with him as his subordinate. She knew that he wouldn’t do anything he shouldn’t, but not having to take point was kind of nice too; she had to do it too many times when interacting with others simply because she was the one who knew what to do and had the motivation to do it. Some people saw that as leadership potential, which was all well and good, but it was also exhausting. She knew for a fact that it was going to be rough advancing in rank mostly because she didn’t know if she had the patience to teach people and walk them through things.

Takara could and would if she had to, but if given a choice would probably refrain.

So they set up to wait for the little rugrats that were tagging the streets, leaving the dark-skinned Genin to her own thoughts for a little while before they showed. When they did, however, she backed him up by staying directly in the shadow being cast from his sword, so behind him and to the side, but very close. She only chose to add, “We will be watching…” as they fled, the voice being almost completely without a body thanks to her clever hiding place and projected to bounce of the walls, making it sound like it was coming after them as they ran in a sinister siren tone. Once they were finally gone and the flames vanished, Takara shook her head and spoke in a low tone. “You could have done without hurting the kid. He’ll be fine, but I am pretty sure one of them dedicated himself to fear… it was more than enough at that.” She would of course explain what ‘deficated’ meant if he asked, but nodded at the idea of turning in the mission and followed his lead.

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[EXIT]
[(10 EXP x 2 Posts) +25 MISSION COMPLETION EXP = 45 EXP]
[+15,000 Ryo]