A Former Students Return (p)

Mission - Assisting the Academy

It was the dawn of a new day the warming blanket cast by the summer sun gently woke as it broke the horizon.Waking to the joyful chirping of birds yogimiru raised from bed to embrace the day. Setting in to his morning routine he would grab a fresh pair of clothes before heading to bathe, now feeling sexy and clean yogi then fulfills the most important task of the morning, breakfast.

Entering the kitchen and opening the fridge yogi scanned it with a blank gaze. Moving to the cupboards and settling on a humble breakfast of oats, the slow burning energy of the high protein substance would provide yogi the stamina he would need through out the day. Having finished his breakfast yogimiru would then set out into the village to do some good.

Deciding to fill this time by taking on a mission the young man would find his way over to the hokages office, Standing in front of the building was the large timber bulletin board, filled with mission flyers yogimiru was spoilt with a abundance of choice. Scanning over the various flyers each detailing a separate mission, yogimiru would gravitate towards one reading "Help the Academy". Pulling the paper down from the board he takes a brief walk towards the small kiosk like structure housing the attendant, a bitter old woman that refused to remember his name.


Placing the flyer on the counter yogi would smile at the miserable woman, "your name" she would laboriously groan. "God Dam it!" his mind echoes as he responded with a slight sigh "Hyuuga Yogimiru", Proceeding with her usual routine she would reach for her clip board, flipping through the sheets attached to the board at an agonizing pace stopping when finding his name. Giving him a blank gaze she reaches under the counter top to pull out a A3 sized yellow envelop, placing it down on the table she would then go on to ignore yogimirus presence.


Picking up the mission statement yogimiru simply states "Alright, have a nice day" before taking his leave, Moving towards a bench seat along the bulletin board the young man would quickly delve into the mission statement. Further elaborating on the mission, it would detail the need for maintenance of the academy grounds, Wasting no time the he would set out towards the familiar grounds of the school.


Reaching the proud school yogimiru was filled with a wealth of emotions, having only gained his genin status several weeks ago the young man wondered how far he had truely advanced. Entering the nostalgic place, the warm energy from the youth of the village brought with it a sense of joy to the young man.
Being greeted by one of the schools assistants the daja vu continued, "Hello there can I help you" the woman would say repeating the same words he heard the first time he entered the academy. "Yeah im here for maintenance, the village sent me" he replied trying to proudly display his ninja status amongst the aspiring students, "Oh good, if you'll head out to the training grounds the maintenance staff will set you up."


Giving his thanks yogimiru would take his leave, traversing the school the halls are filled with students making their way to class. Remembering his hatred of dealing with the hordes in school he would walk through with a grin plastered on his face. Holding the pride of the village wrapped around his waist yogis ninja headband would demand respect and the young man would enjoy this fact and bring a shred of joy to the experience.


Finally working his way through the sea of students, he would reach the massive open area that was the training grounds. The Expanding space held many different obstacles for the students, holding a long distance oval race track with a sparring arena held in the middle of the track. Located to his immediate left was a short, portly man pulling out a range of tools from a beaten down wooden shed, approaching yogi would make his presence know to the man absorbed in his task. "Umm, excuse me. Im Yogimiru im here to help with the yard maintenance." Turning towards yogi the man would intensely gaze at him up and down "Dressed in that? This is hard labor, not ninja training," he states mockingly.

Chuckling to himself the man the proceeds to enter the shack returning with a plastic packaged outfit "Go chuck that on and we'll get into it. "Excusing himself and promptly returning the young man felt ridiculous. Dressed in a denim pair of overalls and a high viability shirt, the yardsman would burst into a sick laughter on seeing the young man "You look good mate" he would say to stir him up. Feeling embarrassed and placed on the spot yogi would revert to humour to try to defuse the situation. "You got me buddy," he says with an awkward chuckle, winding down from laughter he extends his hand to yogimiru. Meeting the mans hand in a shake "Alright mate, Im paulie. Where gunna start by line marking the field." he says with a firm squeeze, returning with an equally firm grip the two men measure each other based on the shake before moving on.

Breaking the shake yogi follows up with a question, "Whats line marking paulie?" continuing to prepare the gear for the job paulie replies with "Basically where gunna be painting the lines of the race course." Being handed two foreign tools to cart paulie then proceeds to escort the young man to the starting line of the track. Using one of the tools paulie went on to begin to demonstrate what they would be doing. "Alright yogi, this is a line marker" holding the tool it resembled a long stick attached to a child's plastic mower."Basically, it feeds paint to the ground. All you have to do is push it along the faded lines," Giving yogi one of the line markers the pair would start the process of refreshing the paint.

Consisting of fifteen separate lanes, the pair would have to track the distance of the course a total of eight times. Taking a total of twenty minutes per lap, the process was more so time consuming than difficult.Spanning across a total of two and a half hours the would wrap up the task for a lunch break. Entering the small storage shack yogimiru would use the break to quickly change back into his standard attire. Putting on  his long sleeved white kosode, sporting a hyuuga emblem . Completing the outfit with long hakama reaching his ankles, tied together with his village headband the young man now felt himself to be himself again.

Having worked up an appetite from the labor of painting marking the field yogimiru reluctantly had to move in to the school to purchase something from the cafeteria, knowing the area would be a hot spot of activity for students he was dreading having to re-live this experience. Entering the school from the training field the hallways were brimming with loitering students, compacting the space with both their bodies and their nonsensical chatter.

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(Occ : My character will be using his lunch break within the story Here. This is seperate from the mission and only for timeline purposes)

Returning to the mens room after the break yogimiru gets dressed back in to the ridiculous maintenance outfit. Making his way back out to the field paulie would yell out to him" "Hurry up yogi, we got shit to do," Scampering back over to the maintenance shed with a uncaring jog yogimiru would find himself back along side the yardsman" "Alright mate, we've got prep this shack and paint it, then we have to sharpen some ninja tools and we can get outta here." he says. The shack being a small wooden shed with rough dimensions 3x3x3m, the existing paint worn and cracked from weathering it would be no easy task. Paulie leading the young man through the process they would first have to commit to the pain staking labour of the task.

First they would have to scrape back the flaky pain, using a tungsten scraper which is a small metal hand tool with a blunt edged razor attached, they would remove all the old paint by dragging the tool across the weatherboards. After removing the old loose paint the paulie would explain they had to seal the bare wood so it doesn't rot, using a oil based sealer they then applied it to the structure by brush.

The baking summer sun beating over head drying the paint as fast as the two put it on the next step would be read as soon as the first coat of paint was done. Now getting an exterior paint the two would go on too apply the second coat of paint, Working from the height of the wall to the bottom to avoid drip marks the pair completed the second coat moving straight on to the final coat.

Paulie mentions that before they applied the final coat of paint they would need to sand the structure to give a smooth finish he handed the young man some hundred and eighty grit sand paper. Giving the surface a quick sanding it was now ready for the last coat of paint, taking a further hour the project was finally complete, Now a deep blue the maintenance shed looked as good as knew giving yogi a sense of accomplishment. Moving along to his final task paulie would escort the young man to the weapons locker, giving him directions to sharpen the box of kunai he would leave yogimiru alone to complete the task. ""Alrighty yogi im out, be good working with ya" paulie say out reaching for a hand shake, meeting his and giving a brisk shake "Yeah its been good" he replies being left alone to sharpen closely to sixty kunai.

Setting into the weapons room the space was an area of roughly five meters squares, littered with large cabinets housing various weapons of the academy lining the walls the area was extremely costraphobic. Located towards the back of the building was a rustic home made counter holding a few hand tools and several sharpening stones.
Walking towards the back to the room yogimiru would begin opening the lockers looking for the kunai supplies, going from cabinet to cabinet each was filled with a variety of tools ranging from shuriken, smoke bombs to exploding tags and scrolls.

Being fooled in to a much large job than what was made out the box was jam packed pull of kunai with an easily estimated amount close to the hundred mark. [color:fa3c=009900]"Yeah thanks paulie" yogimiru muttered as he dragged the box towards the work bench, beginning the task he piles ten at a time on the bench and starts the last part of his mission.

Requiring technique and finesse sharpening a blade wasn't as easy rubbing the kunai against the sharpening stone. Needing to move the kunai forwards and backwards along the stone he would need to hold the sharpened edge on roughly a twenty-degree angle. Following this process it would offer a therapeutic repetitive actions that clear the mind.Taking roughly five minutes per blade the task at the current rate would last long in to the afternoon and possibly the evening, deciding to try something new yogi places one hand down on the sharpening block.

Applying a thick chakra to the substance, the abrasive properties would raise aiding the sharpening process, using this new method it would drastically improve the sharpness of the final product and also reduce the labour required to sharpen each kunai.Now able to complete the process of sharpening in under two minutes yogimiru quickly tore through the bulk of the box in a short period of time. Reducing the quantity of the box by half the first hour had passed with ease, now beginning to become annoying due to the repetitive nature he would keep an internal monologue of each passing number.

"85" he would tell himself reaching for the final kunai, pressing it against the sharpening stone he would polish the edge to perfection, *Phew* he exerted completing the task, feeling a sense of accomplishment he then packs away the kunai, leaving the room and locking it behind him. Exhausted from the events of the day the young man would procced to make his way home.

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Total Word Counter : 2057
Mission Counter: 2000/2000
Ryo Gain : 1000
Mission Ap : 3
Skill Train : Chakra Infusion 2000/2000

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