I cant think of a good name for this mission (P)

http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t28896-holy-helpers-e-rank

It was a bright cold day in Hoshi, and Suzumebachi Aburame had shit to do or whatever. Her thin, pale arms were filled brim to brim with assorted articles of clothing, food, and other random stuff she had to deliver. The street below clicked softly with her footsteps, and she ignored the gazes of people around her as she passed. Her high collared dark grey coat and painted mask didn't do much to improve her image in the mind of the radical Hoshi religion fanatics, but she didn't particularly care- the dangerously large and sharp katana strapped to her hip would likely do something to deter them, or at least the various strapped weapons to her arms and legs would do something. She yawned, having not slept very well the night before. Her kikaichu- parasitic destruction insects- buzzed anxiously beneath her skin, anticipating trouble the instant she entered the religious building. She was just delivering shit on part of a mission, she didn't particularly care what they'd think of her. The could view her as a monster. They could view her as a tyrant. They could view her as a whore. She gave approximately zero fucks about what they'd decide about her anyways. Her only thoughts were to finishing this damn mission so she could get back home, collapse into her bed, and proceed to sleep for twenty hours in a goddamn row. She yawned once again. Suzumebachi saw the building in the distance, but she found her feet lagging behind.

She glanced around. Various families and children stared at her as she passed. She was the only ninja in the religious sector of the hidden star village at the moment. Something was flung at her from a distance, but she stepped under it. The rock cracked against a brick wall. What a douche bag. She decided to ignore it- responding would be overkill and result in her being painted as a bad guy- but... she shook her head. She vaguely wondered what she'd do next. She'd trained a lot, she was delivering clothes- she desperately hoped that she'd be able to participate in the next chuunin exams. Suzumebachi Aburame stretched her shoulders awkwardly, and scratched at her ear while she transferred all the clothes to her left arm. Her strength was able to keep up the items fairly reliably, and she used chakra to stick to the items so they wouldn't fall over. The building was only a few blocks away at this point. She glanced down at her feet, her steps rhythmic on the ground below. Step. Step. Step. She yawned slightly. Damn, she wished she could have gotten legitimately any other mission. Cleaning sewers or tutoring some entitled clan brats would be preferable to being downgraded to a goddamn delivery boy- girl, whatever. Honestly, fuck this. She glanced around once more. At this point, the crowds were more so avoiding her than they were trying to confront her by throwing rocks. The girl blinked to herself, mask hiding her facial expressions.

Suddenly, some robbers jumped Suzumebachi or something so she could have more wordcount for this mission. There were nineteen million of them. She pulled her katana out and half died instantly from the edginess that radiated off her very being. Then she blinked again, realizing that it had just been a sleep induced hallucination. She yawned three more times just to be sure before proceeding down the route. She entered a massive cathedral after around three more minutes of walking, depositing the items into a small chest. An old man greeted her, seemingly nonchalant about her weaponry or occupation as a ninja. He smelled faintly of eggnog and rum. Her nose wrinkled awkwardly, but it was hidden behind her mask so he probably wouldn't see it. As a way of thanking her, he ended up handing the young Aburame a small bottle of 90 proof vodka. She drunk it immediately then and there because she either had balls of steel, no sense of decency, or she genuinely didn't give a fuck. She ended up staying behind, helping move the boxes further into the building of worship, cleaning up some floors or whatever, and generally having a grand old time with that old fuck who gave her alcohol. She yawned once more before leaving the building, dusting off her clothes and awkwardly shambling back to her apartment where she collected her mission pay and promptly curled up to go the fuck to sleep. When she woke up the next day, she decided that it'd be a good idea to go back to the temple in civilian clothes- see if there was anything else she could help with.

Wearing a soft blue kimono and black sandals, she made her way slowly down towards the temple she had been at previously, slightly hungover from the night before. She yawned once more, noticing that she wasn't wearing her headband. Good- she just wanted to check up on the people, after all. Eventually, after a few more minutes of walking, she was standing in front of the cathedral. She breathed in, breathed out, and entered the building. Immediately, the old man smiled at her and waved her over. He must have remembered who she was, somehow. He started chatting with her, asking about her day, and before she left, he ended up handing her one small bottle of rum. Damn, he had all the good shit. She ended up asking about the supplies she had delivered, making sure that they had reached their intended recipients. Eventually, she made her way back home, satisfied that she had done at least a little bit of good. Most religious nuts in hoshi were little shits, but that old fart wasn't so bad. She yawned and leaned back against the wall. Maybe she'd take the day off and do some simple workout routines? That seemed like a good time waster after the mission yesterday. Suzumebachi smiled to herself a bit. Being a ninja was hard, but sometimes it paid off.


1,005 words
Claiming: 500 ryo, 1 ap

Would you also like to put the 1005 words towards Jutsu/skills/etc? You can't claim stats but you can still claim normal stuff in addition to the ryo/ap.

Post again with new claims or telling me no you're good and i'll finish it up.

Ack, sorry.

Claiming: 1000 words to http://naruto-role-play-rpg.forumotion.com/t33640-fuuton-buredokatta-wind-release-blade-cutter, other 5 words tossed into the void
500 ryo
1 ap

Approved.