Mission Name: Weed control
Mission Type: Cleaning
Mission Rank: D
Mission Goal: Clear the vines and help the lady
Description: An elderly women is having trouble with controlling the vines which inhabit her small garden. Over time the vines have grown out of control and have become a large nuisance to the elderly lady. The Vines have taken over her property and are even coming through the windows! At her age she finds it difficult to keep up with the growing vines and cutting them back. Your mission is to cut back the demanding vines using any means necessary. She does not want them destroyed, but controlled.
The young stranger, formerly known as Fujio, exited the administration building with a mission scroll in his hand. He had been a full flow Genin for about three weeks now. His days had been spent mostly in training and learning. He had performed few missions and those he had performed were nothing more than chores in the eyes of many would be Raikages. To the young man however, they were stepping stones to experience and camaraderie when undertaken with fellow shinobi. He read the scroll again to refresh his mind of the address. He was to aid an elderly woman with some vines that had all but overtaken her home. Fujio felt compelled to give it more than his best for the elderly woman reminded him of his own grandfather who had fallen ill recently. This mission was more to him than just doing his duty, it was personal.
Fujio made his way to the housing area; he had always found it interesting at how segregated things were. The teachings of the village was equality and justice for all, but Fujio could plainly see that the main clans, such as the Inazuma, Miriki and such, held prime real estate while those lesser clans or even those without a clan were lived in crowded sectors. Take the old lady to which house he had arrived, for example. She lived in little more than a shack. The weeds were not the only thing left to its own devices. Broken windows, walls that needed patching and a leaning fence were evidence of neglect. Fujio could hardly blame the owner for the state of the house. The older lady that came out to greet him was probably high up in her eighties. Her snow white hair tied into a neat top bun was the proof of her many years in this world. She sported the wrinkles left by time as battle scars. She had survived and endured and for that she had Fujio’s admiration.
“Welcome young man, welcome.” The elderly lady said in a motherly voice. “I see that they have sent a young and strong person for this job. I am sorry to be taking your time away from more important issues. I am sure that you are trying to be a great shinobi. But I am afraid that I am not as capable as before of taking care of my plants. I don’t even know what kinds they are no more.” Fujio scanned the unruly vines and after taking inventory of the kinds that he saw looked towards the old lady and gave her a warm smile. “Ma’am, please let me take care of this for you. I will have your arrowhead vines, asparagus ferns and your assorted ivies pruned in no time.” He gave her a respectful bow. “Now if you would please show me to the tools I will gladly get started.”
The elder lady was surprised and glad to see that her plants were in capable and knowledgeable hands. Fujio followed the lady slowly, to a tool shed which stood haphazardly on the edge of her property. Fujio bowed once more and assured her that he would let her know when the job was done. The lady left giving Fujio a small pat on the back. The young Genin proceeded to his work. Opening the badly squeaking door of the tool shed, Fujio saw an assortment of tools. They ranged from hammers and shovels to carving and special tools. All shared one thing in particular, rust. Fujio smiled at the poor misfortune of the elder lady. He made a mental note to get all that corrosion off.
First things was first, Fujio retrieve the pair of gardener’s shears and headed for town. There he found the usual person with the sharpening stone who for a small price sharpened the blades of the badly rusted shears. The merchant even buffed the rust out at no extra charge with a different attachment for Fujio. With a refurbished set of shears Fujio made his way back to the elder lady’s house. Once there he rolled up his sleeves and dug in for a long day of weed waking.