Look Out Below! {Solo Mission}

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Misaki Ametsuchi wrote:

Mission Name: Look out Below
Rank: C
Type: Rescue
Character Requirements: None
Mission Location: Kumogakure/ Village
Word Count Requirements: 2500
Repeatable? Yes
NPC?If an NPC will be present in the mission, and what their purpose will be.
Reward: 2400 ryo
 
Task:
 
As you know, Kumogakure is famous for its Bars, its a great place to go to have fun. However, the village does have to deal with the "problem" that always seem to occur. Your mission is to stop 3 villagers from jumping off a 20 story building, they are drunk they don't know any better. You must rescue all three, or else you will fail the mission.

Megami sighed as she made her way towards the place where she had been ordered to reach immediately. In other words, there was absolutely no time to waste. However, she found it almost difficult to not waste her time. Apparently three drunken lunatics were atop a large 20 story building and were preparing to jump off to their death, something that Megami found herself struggling to see the issue with. She sighed once more and almost wanted to slap herself at that exact moment. Even if they were drunk and idiots, she had no right to judge them for drinking. It was the devil's temptation, after all, that had led them astray from the path of God. Furthermore, the devil had been at work with temptation for centuries upon centuries. It wasn't as if he was new to the whole aspect and people were able to resist him. Nay, he was an expert on temptation and trickery. To trick humans was so simple a matter to the devil that he did so with great ease.

Megami closed her eyed, turning her head upward to embrace the cool night's air as she walked briskly to her destination, taking her sweet time and hoping, nay knowing, that things would turn out just fine. Step after step, she placed one foot in front of the other, shifting her body weight in a fashion that allowed her to propel her body forward with merely the strength of her legs. Such a thing as walking seemed so simple yet it was so complex... She was not even taking into account the many muscles that were required in the process of walking but the sheer fast that you essentially used your entire body to maintain your poise, balance, among other things. She looked up as she heard the screams and chitter chatter of a crowd of people, all of whom were looking up at the 'three stooges' whom stood atop the rather large building.

Megami sighed and called up at them, hoping to encourage them to come down. "Please, don't do this! Don't you people realize that you are just being deceived by the devil?! He's clouding your thoughts with the booze you ingested!" she called out to them but they looked at her as if she was crazy, only one of them choosing to speak up while the other two looked to him to listen. "What do you know about us, young lady?! You're not even old enough to drink, none the less scold us for choosing to do so!" the man shouted down at her, making little to no sense in the words he spoke but he spoke them none the less. Megami looked back up at him, biting her bottom lip as she realized the man was gradually becoming a bit irate, which was causing the other two to follow suit.

"I'm not chastising you for drinking but just because you are drunk does not mean you have to go through with this! Come down safely and we can talk this over!" Megami shouted back to him, hoping to convince at least one of them to come down safely. If push came to shove, she always had a large arsenal of techniques and jutsu that would come in handy in saving them from falling to their deaths but she would have greatly preferred convincing them to come down of their own accord. At least that way mental doctors would not have to be involved and they could simply go on to their homes and go about their business like nothing had happened. At least, that was what Megami wanted. Though she knew all too well that such a thing was too much to hope for. There were three of the men on the ledge and at least one of them were bound to jump and she would be forced to rescue him. In the end, she knew that one life would be changed for better or for worse.

The man eyed her rather brazenly, holding back harsher words than he spoke. However, what he did say was already perplexing enough not to mention rude and selfish. He uttered something so incredibly selfish that Megami almost found it difficult to bear. "Who... Who are you, little girl, to tell us whether or not we can kill ourselves? It is our lives to do with as we please. If we sat back and chose to rot away instead, no one would stop us. Why? Why would you not stop us from torturing ourselves until we die but just because we want a quick and painless death, we're suddenly treated as insane and you want us to come down?! It hardly seems fair, does it?!" he shouted such oddities at her, utterances that made little sense to Megami. It wasn't simply because his verbalization was slurred, either. It was primarily because she found it rather difficult to grasp the concept that he was proposing. "A-a-actually... I-I don't want to... I want to get down..." muttered the one on the right of the man who was speaking, his rather shy and awkward voice resonating well despite such.

"Oh, don't be a pansy, man! We're all jumping and that's that!" he demanded, grabbing both of their hands and preparing to jump off of the building. Megami couldn't help but jump forward and shout for him to stop but her words fell on deaf ears, he jumped off of the twenty story building with both other men in tow, closing his own eyes as to not see his death that was to come. The other two men were far from such silence, however, and screamed in a mixture of terror and fear at that peril that appeared would befall them. They fell for several stories before Megami bit her bottom lip and finally leaped onto the side of the building, channeling chakra instinctively into the soles of her feet in order to stick to the wall as she began to speak a brief, short incantation. "She wept~" she uttered, activating her first seal of saturn and extending her left palm in the direction of the three men, three large serpent like tendrils extending from the seal to curl around and hold the three men in their grasp, slowly lowering them to the ground and dropping them a few feet to the ground.

The man who had been all talk, whom was evidently quite drunk, finally opened his eyes and looked around, asking the surrounding people if he was in heaven or hell. The other two cheered with happiness and excitement and approached Megami, thanking her and begging her for forgiveness for almost doing what they had been about to do. Megami put up her hand. "No need for apologies, boys, I understand... You weren't in the right state of mind. Get out of here now, quick. I don't want to see you again, though." she stated rather plainly. They thanked her once more before taking heed to her words and running off down the street, soon disappearing from sight.

Megami turned to the man whom had attempted to kill himself as well as two others, approaching him slowly and coldly. "You. You. You." she muttered with distinctive anger and borderline hatred. "You are under shinobi arrest for the attempted murder of two unarmed civilians and will be quarantined in a mental hospital for insanity examination." she told him rather coyly, cocking her head to the side as she pushed him onto his face, pulling his hands around to his back and holding him in place until officials arrived on the scene. The first officer arrived and noticed the shinobi emblem that Megami bore, realizing that she was suppressing the suspect. He immediately placed the man in handcuffs and escorted him away while a second official took the story from Megami on what happened.

"Well... There were two others but they were about to back out. So this man, this idiot, this moron... He grabbed their hands and attempted to jump and kill all three of them. I'd like for him to evaluated for any mental abnormalities then tried for attempted double homicide." she stated, her eyes raging with a burning passion to see this man convicted. The official noticed and backed up a little, almost scared that she would take out her anger on him. "Y-y-yes ma'am, we'll get right on that!" he said, salutering Megami before leaving. Megami sighed an exasperated sigh of relief, happy that the whole situation was over and that justice had been carried out properly. She was also glad that she had been the one assigned to the mission as she was afraid anyone else would have severely batched it up, even worse than she had done.

It had arguably been easier than she had thought. She wondered just why it had been so easy... She sighed and gave up on the train of thought. Did it really matter? She was simply that strong and that powerful. No ordinary three suicidal loons could stand up against her might! After all, she was the messiah who would deliver the world from the darkness of shinobi and the evil of the devil. Power and might was a necessary attribute for such a messiah. Without it, she would not be able to change the world at all. Not even in the slightest. Not only that but she had displayed such kindness, sympathy, and quick thinking that was clearly divine in nature. She was honestly quite proud of herself and how she had handled the situation. She did not think she could have handled it in any better of a fashion.

She turned around and began to walk away from the scene, leaving the crowd to disperse and the government officials to do their job. She had completed hers and she needed to retrieve her reward. Her feet patted the ground lightly, covered by her metal footwear which made a light jingling sound as she took each step. The only other sounds were parts of the crowd yelling out at her as well as yelling out at the government officials. She sighed, her train of thought wrecked as her stomach growling broke her concentration. "Oh, right. I haven't eaten since this morning!" she thought, suddenly breaking into a sprint as she took off into the general direction of her favorite ramen stand.

"I wonder if my favorite ramen stand is open? After all, that sounds rather delicious right about now. Not only that but it'd probably be cheaper than eating at a resturaunt... I'm rather low on ryo. I can't afford to blow what little I have on something so simple as food." she muttered, sighing at how poor she was. 'It's sad when a messiah must fret over Earthly matters, is it not...?' she thought to herself. After all, her family alone was so rich and wealthy yet her parents provided her with so little ryo. Why was that? Was it to teach her humbleness and humility or did they simply enjoy seeing her suffer? She sighed, realizing it was irrelevant. She would have to spend a portion of her newly earned ryo on food. That much was true.

Megami was extremely high maintenance and defered from hard labor or stressful duties that would cause her to over-exert herself. She would often complain and throw out off-handed comments that baffle others, speaking many times in parables. Those around her would often ask her why she did this and she would often reply with a variation of 'If God granted thee the insight to understand, thou already would. But God does not believe thee worthy of comprehension.' and walk away. Many believed her to be odd and to a degree such was true. As someone who believes herself to be the shinobi Messiah, she was very odd in many ways.

She was almost ashamed of how odd she was but at the same time, she wasn't. She almost didn't care. After all, they were nothing more than sinners who indulged in their carnal desires. She was a saint who kept her priorities in order and abstained from such sinful behavior. Did this not speak volumes on her character? Though fretting over some vague and petty things in itself might be wrong. She should probably just live her life. But as the 'supposed shinobi messiah' she found this hard to do. She was set to a completely different standard than your typical shinobi and it showed in her dissatisfaction with the world. Part of the reason she longed to get stronger and change the world, though she would never admit this, was so that she would no longer be judged and hated. If only such a thing could come sooner...

She was a clean freak and would clean up any mess to the best of her ability, whether it be an actual mess or a metaphorical mess. Her goal was a world without any shinobi, whom she believed to be false prophets, and dreamed of one day achieving a technique that could 'exorcise' the chakra usage of a being, rendering them powerless. Presently, she resided within the Cloud village and was allowing herself to be trained and made comrade by shinobi for the sake of getting stronger and achieving her goal of world domination. Once she had become strong enough she planned on revealing her true nature and conquering all who opposed her rule.

Such goals paired with her relentless determination still required much training. So much training that it almost didn't seem worth it. Though she stopped herself mid thought, realizing that eternal happiness with her divine father would be more than sufficient to compensate for all of her hard work. This was why she trained so hard. Not just for her own progress and furthering of power but also to add to the glory of God and one day be able to sit at his side as his right hand, exacting judgement on those sinners who judged her so.

Megami despised sin and dismissed all those who engaged in it as 'demons' who were not worthy of her time. Those shinobi that she met whom were virtuous and without sin she often referred to as 'saints' and would extend offers of friendship and camaraderie to them. She rarely engaged in the seven deadly sins and would often act high and mighty when refusing to engage in them to her fellow comrades.

She wondered if she could truly rid the world of sin... Such a thing seemed ever-present and difficult to eradicate. She couldn't help but worry that she might not be strong enough to eradicate it. At least not its entirety. Megami sighed, wondering just how long it would take for her to become a force to be reckoned with. Would it be many days? Weeks? Months? Perhaps years. It was irrelevant. It would all be worth it in the end.

Despite all of this, she DID have a 'cute' side. She would, at times, become shy and flustered at the very idea of something inappropriate or the aspect of someone becoming emotionally attached to her or even the other way around. She would get very serious when others threatened or attacked her friends or fellow villagers. She often referred to the Cloud village as 'sacred' or 'holy' and anyone who would blaspheme it or harm it in any way was laid to waste by her might.

In fact, this led her to ponder why she had yet to find a suitable match for herself. A male with whom she could relate, one she found attractive not only physically but mentally and spiritually. She sighed, realizing very well that the day would come on its own time. She couldn't help but sigh, however, becoming deeply engrossed in thought over one boy in particular deep in her past, riddled with missionaries. One boy who had left a near ever-lasting impression on her.

Her techniques, particularly Fuuinjutsu, were entirely centered around the usage of the many names of God. She believed only in using jutsu to the Glory of God and anyone who did otherwise deserved to be despised in her eyes. She referred to her usage of chakra as "Divine Fuuinjutsu" or "Holy Magick" though it was far from actually being either of these. It was merely an alternative method of using said technique styles that involved more 'religious' prerequisites and requirements that would otherwise be simple handsigns.

She was a very religious person, after all. She couldn't engage in such thoughts just because she longed for someone to call her own. She sighed, realizing how ridiculous the aspect was that someone like that would have found their way to the Hidden Cloud Village. 'Asura... Was it not?' she thought to herself.

She woke up quite early each morning so that she may spend approximately two hours preparing her ceremonies, rituals, and morning prayers for the day. Her God, Jehovah, was the object of her unrestricted affection and was the very centerpiece of her beliefs after all. She worshiped him as the one and only true God and as an all powerful and all merciful entity. Not only that but she believed herself to be the one true daughter of God and that she was the one true messiah who had come to rid the world of shinobi and demons, leaving only saints and angels.

Such beliefs left little room for a little romance on the side. She was gradually becoming more and more reconciled that she couldn't engage in such a social order that called for her full attention and emotional involvement. Emotional involvement was, after all, quite dangerous in this world ran by shinobi.

She would just have to get by with what she knew and what she believed in. And that was that all shinobi were evil demons and the only way to rid the world of evil was to rid the world of shinobi, replacing in their stead saints whom would command and protect the people from dangers. This was God plan, or so she believed. It was God's plan given to be carried out by her. She had no choice in the matter. After all, it was destiny. Would one fight destiny? Not her... She couldn't fight destiny... The scarred seals on her body that had been carved into her at birth spoke volumes regarding whether or not she could fight destiny.

She sighed, breaking loose from her train of thought as she made her way towards Lady Raikage's office, hoping to claim her reward for completing the mission.

{TWC: 3108}

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