A day at the Docks for work

mission:

Travin awoke and threw his clothes on knowing that he had a mission for today. He also knew that he wasn’t going to be alone for this mission, unlike his last few mission he had done. Apparently, an outbreak of some kind happened down on the dock and they had lost several of their employees to it who are out sick. Because of this, they had been putting in more shinobi to help them move the creates from the boats to the warehouses. Travin knew that it would be an easy job but it would also be very physically taxing for him. Sliding his boots on and making sure his shinobi headband was tight around his waist to help keep his loose pants up Travin headed out the door. He jumped onto the nearby roof and made his way down to the docks. He should have plenty of time to get there as the sun was just starting to raise up and be seen through the mist. 

By the time Travin arrived at the docks, the sun was up and a few random rays of light could be seen making its way through the mist. Not wanting to get ahead of himself Travin would stand by the door to the office and keep an eye out for his partner. He wasn’t sure who it would be as he was just informed that he would have help with this one. 

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Kita awoke that morning to the sound of his alarm once again. Kita quickly leaned over, slapping the top of his alarm to silence the machine before getting out of bed. Immediately, Kita went over to his closet and began putting on his uniform. Kita slipped on his Kirigakure underclothes, and put on his gray kimono on top. Kita looked at himself in the mirror to double check his appearance. Kita smiled, satisfied with his appearance. Kita slipped on his ninja tools and his forehead protector around his belt before securely fastening it. This would be Kita's first mission in a while. Kita walked over to the kitchen, where the familiar envelope slipped underneath the door. Kita reached over and scooped up the envelope, knowing full well that his mission was inside. As Kita opened it and began to read, he made himself coffee, pouring it, and a lot of cream, into two paper "to-go" cups, before capping them and setting the envelope down. "Some kind of disease huh? Hopefully we don't catch it. It doesn't seem to be lethal, but it does some nasty stuff. Vomiting, nausea, fever. I'd be bedridden for at least a week." Kita set down the envelope, and picked up the two to-go cups, walking over to and opening the door with his foot, before heading to the docks.

As Kita made his way through the mist and onto the sun speckled docks, he noticed that someone was standing outside the doors of the dockmaster's office. Kita put on his biggest smile, and walked over to the office door, sipping on one of the coffees that he brought. "Hello! I'm assuming that you're Travin Rentei? Sorry that I took so long, I got a little distracted on the way here." Kita extended the to-go cup that he hadn't been drinking out to the fellow shinobi. "I don't know if you're a coffee drinker or not, but I brought this for you. Think of it as an apology for being late. It's cinnamon flavored."

Word Count = 338

Kita followed Travin onto dock three, finishing off the last of his coffee as he did. After finishing the last of his drink, Kita tossed his drink into a nearby garbage can. Eventually the pair of ninja arrived onto the dock, noticing a couple of empty carts and a number of boats loaded with crates. Kita inhaled a little bit and sighed. "Seems like it's going to be another mission of grunt work. I'm going to be honest, I always thought that life as a ninja was a bit more glamorous than this." Kita shook his head, and looked around at the boats that they were required to unload. There were about three of them in total currently docked, each containing the boxes that the two ninja were required to carry. "How about this. I'll hop in the boats and hand the crates over to you, and you load the crates up into those two carts over there. With any luck, we'll be done before too long. After that, it's just a matter of taking it to the suppliers." Kita cracked his neck, and formed a peculiar hand seal. As he did, two puffs of smoke appeared on either side of him, before dissipating into two identical looking Kita's stood next to him, saluting at the two shinobi (Shadow Clone). Kita turned to them and pointed at the boat. "Alright you two. You guys are going to hop in the boats, and bring the crates 

For the rest of the morning, and deep into late afternoon, the two Kita clones hauled hefty crates from the boats onto the docks, dragging them from their resting positions into the waiting hands of the original Kita and Travin. It was relatively easy work for the original shinobi, and Kita watched with mild amusement as the two clones struggled and sweat attempting to move the crates from the boats into the docks high above themselves. "I've gotta say, that jutsu has come in handy more times than I can count. I hardly ever have to do manual labor like this, because I can just have these copies do it for me!" Eventually the two shinobi loaded the last of the crates into the carts, and Kita dismissed the two exhausted shadow clones, feeling his chakra return to him. Kita turned to his partner and grinned. "Looks like we got the work done in about half the time we needed. All that's left now is just to takes these carts to the supply stores! How about I drive one of them, and you drive the other?"

Jutsu Used-

[Shadow Clone - 0 AP] - (280 to the original, 280 to clone 1, 280 to clone 2)

Word Count- 431

Total Word Count- 769

Travin, approved.

Kita loaded up the last of his crates into his cart, and began to haul his cart towards the warehouses. Kita followed behind Travin as they made their way to their destination. Kita half debated whether or not to summon shadow clones to pull the cart along, but ultimately decided against it. Before long, they had brought their carts into the holding warehouse, and dropped it off. Kita placed his cart into the appropriate spot in the warehouse, and turned to his partner, who was professing his exhaustion. "I know what you mean. I would invest in learning some kind of physical clone technique. I promise you that it makes work like this a lot easier. It was nice working with you. Hopefully I'll see you around!" Kita parted ways with his mission companion, and returned to his apartment. By the time that Kita got home, he was a bit tired. Thankfully his clones had done most of the work for him. Kita remembered taking the time and energy to learn the jutsu, and smiled softly to himself. Originally he had learned the jutsu for usage in combat, but it ended up being far more useful in his run of the mill grunt work missions. Kita went to his room and picked up some more of the ninja scrolls that his mother and father had left for him. It couldn't hurt to hone his skills a little bit while he waited for his next mission.

Word Count- 245

Total Word Count- 1014

Claims:

Approved