Mission 2 (Yenn)

Mission Name: Slaver Slayer (Repeatable)
Mission Type: Extermination
Mission Rank: B
Mission Goal: Kill off the Slavers or the Brothel Owners and free the slaves.
Description: While searching the exposed officials you came across information about Human Trafficking, no it's time to eradicate them and free there slaves.
Payment: 25,000
Requirements: Genin (With Chuunin+), or Chuunin+ (Completed Expose the Corrupt for clues leading to a Slave Ring or a Brothel (Sex Slave).

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So Tamwyn had ended up letting her pick the restaurant. Because what else was a gentleman to do? Now they were out taking care of the first shady dealing on Mr. Tinwhistle’s list. Because why not give the two that found out about the man’s shady escapades the job of taking them down? The first one of the list of shady dealings the shady man had been apart of was a shady brothel on the shady part of town. It had no sign out front, or advertisements of any kind. Which only made the shady establishment seem even more shady to Tamwyn. He would know, he was a shinobi, so it was literally his job to be shady when necessary. He moved up to the shady door, Yenn hopefully not far behind, and knocked in as shady a manner as possible. It was important to blend in after all, and he needed the door to open, preferably without breaking it down. Honestly, the place looked shady enough without adding a kicked in door to the mix.

The door would open and a shady looking man would be inside and looking at Tamwyn and Yenn with a shady eye before shrugging and letting them inside. “A few of the girls don’t mind dealing with two, but you’ll have to pay extra.” He would say before turning around and walking shadily to the side to let them into the shady brothel where shady deals involving people's bodies were made. Tamwyn would move in, and since they were really supposed to be there, would have no issues striking up a conversation. “Okay, but like, what kind of plants do you like the smell of? I can’t give you a tree as a gift..” He would say as they walked toward the back. Eventually they would arrive. Their conversation didn’t seem to be shady enough to the individuals around and they looked at them oddly. Or was it that was too shady in this case? He wasn’t certain. Either way it was probably time to drop the hammer. “Ready?” He would ask his violet eyed companion with a grin on his features, his eyes wide with the knowledge of how these shady people would certainly be meeting a shady end in this shady part of town.

[Tam 1]

Tamwyn had let her pick the restaurant. He was always doing gentlemanly things like that, he even gave her two kisses, both on the lips. Technically. She had wanted to pick something different than Tamwyn’s first choice, but in the end red meat won out and they all won. It seemed that doing a good job on a mission meant that you got to do more missions, so they had been assigned to follow up on the damning evidence they’d found at Mr. Tinwhistle’s house. Dressed to kill, or at least look at menacingly, Yenn followed Tamwyn to the dark alley where the brothel was holed up. No signs or markings of any kind were around, had they not known where the place was they probably would have just walked on by without a second glance. She tried not to look too suspicious as the door was answered, but what that meant was beyond her as she knew she was supposed to look a little suspicious. The door man’s comment about ‘dealing with two’ would be met with a raised eyebrow from Yenn. She had no idea what he was talking about, and for that matter had no idea what the actual business was that they were standing in. Context clues were still not her thing.

Continuing their conversation from before she puzzled on how best to answer this new question. “I guess pine, it’s a really comforting smell. Pine trees are also really good for climbing, but the sap is not so good for leather. I should maybe consider getting better climbing clothes come to think of it.” She was so invested in answering the question properly that she almost missed the part where he said he couldn’t get her a tree as a gift. Her eyebrow would raise once more, this time directed at Tamwyn. “A gift? I don’t need one of those. You’ve already given me more than I could have ever dreamed of.” She smiled at him as she spoke, only becoming serious again as he asked if she was ready. She was. She had her ‘terrible for walking but great for ass kicking’ boots on. With a nod she would look around suspiciously at the gathered clients and staff, some of whom were far less dressed than others, and get ready for the impending shake down.

Her answer to his question would be met with another nod. Pine then, he would have to figure out a way to work that into their room. He wanted to try to make the place more comfortable for her and if she loved the forest and the outdoors so much. Then perhaps surrounding her with plantlife in their bedroom would make her comfortable enough to stay in it each night. He loved sleeping next to her, holding her close to him and feeling the rhythm of her heart against his chest. The scent of her hair as he held her close. It was peaceful, comforting, and he wanted it every single chance he could get. But she always went outside after a time and slept in the forest. He knew why, he knew it wasn’t him, that she was just comfortable out there. But when he followed her, he was always so cold that he couldn’t sleep at night. He wanted a way to get her to stay with him in their room at night if possible. Was that selfish? Maybe, but he wanted to spend as much time near her as possible, waking or not.

Smiling softly at her words he would give an embarrassed shrug. “Gifts aren’t something you need usually. It’s just something nice..” He would say, his yellow eyes meeting her violet ones again. “And that depends on perspective, I don’t think I’ve given you anything truly worthy of you. My time is yours, my attention is yours. But I keep wanting to give you more..” He would say, trailing off before deciding that it was at that time that they put a pin in the discussion. It was time to free some girls who were forced into a life of cruel servitude, and kill bad people while they did it. Perfect day for Tamwyn. At her nod he would activate his Lightning Armor, and move about the room, taking down the proprietors of the brothel. Anyone who worked there was unfit to live according to their mission briefing. That was fine with Tamwyn. Customers would run and leave the building quickly, running off to hide and lay low for a while. They weren’t on the Chunin’s radar today.

Moving through the place, he would plunge hands into chests, slit throats with his hands, and in general move through the place in a swift, and efficient manner. No kill took particularly long, each of them was quick and painless for the individual, and once his share of baddies was dealt with he would begin to open doors. In each of them a woman anywhere from eighteen to their mid twenties was inside, chained to a bed, looking dejected, miserable, and alone. They were scrawny, had too much make up, and the bed sheets beneath them were rumbled and stained. The yellow eyed man began to snap their bonds help them to the front. After a time, all of the women would be freed, some by him, only missing those that Yenn might have freed first. Once that was done and all of the women were gathered he would look to them. “You’re free now, you can go.” He would say, pointing toward the door. All of the woman would leave, some in haste, others in dejected slowness. Once that was over, he would turn to Yenn to ensure she was well before nodding his head toward the door. “Shall we?” He would ask, and leaving provided she said yes. He had research into pine trees to do.

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[Tam 2]

Yenn saw the embarrassed shrug and immediately felt bad for saying no to his idea of a gift. “Okay, you can give me a gift. I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to or anything. I’m perfectly happy with everything as it is. But if you really want to, that’s okay.” She was supremely uncomfortable with the idea that Tamwyn wanted to give her things. Not that it was him that was doing it, but that she’d been taught that she wasn’t worthy of anything. She was having just as much trouble with the concept of being worthy of a gift as she had been and still was of being worthy of a compliment. But she also wanted Tamwyn to be happy and she could see that these were things that brought him happiness, so she tried her very best to accept them gracefully, holding on to the idea that one day she would be comfortable with it. Just as he’d promised her.

According to the mission briefing they had to free the girls being held in the brothel and make everyone else dead. She still hadn’t killed anyone and she was not looking forward to having to do it. Today though did not have to be that day as she saw Tamwyn activate his Lightning Release Armor and speed around the room. While the deaths looked quick and painless they were bloody and abrupt and she felt her stomach churn. She was supposed to be helping to off the crooks, but instead she looked around the room for a trash can, and tried pointedly to not look at the fallen bodies as she got rid of her dinner. It didn’t take long for the noise to end and she would stand and turn, wiping her mouth with the back of a gloved hand. The rooms were small and in each one was a young woman around her age chained and clearly mistreated. She would go around and release as many as she could, taking the time to reassure each one that they were safe now. It was a horrible situation and one that she knew all too well, being locked away from the light. She was somber as she met up with Tamwyn, her voice holding the melancholy that gripped her heart. “That was awful. Can we go home now?” She had waited to speak until after the girls had left, not wanting to add to their misery and fear. The only thing she wanted at that moment was to sleep and not remember what she’d just seen. So she walked close to Tamwyn as they left, drawing strength from his presence.

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