A Flood of Team Spirit

Why couldn't things happen in small margins. Here saya was struggling to keep hold on several things at a time, and sure enough there were more people and items just slowly floating towards her. She did NOT have enough hands for this. Shifting her heel to allow herself a bit more reach, she'd stretch out to catch a cat that was very unhappy about it's current situation floating slowly towards the edge of the village. She could tell he was unhappy because not only was his face very sour, but when she reached out to try and scoop him up under his belly he did his best impression of a sausage grinder on her arm. This was not exactly going as planned.

Here she stood, stretched out like taffy, three limbs extended and barelly holding onto three separate things that she needed to not wash out to sea, with a steady stream of succulents dropping out from the top of the boxes to float off to infinity, and no way to reliably solve this problem. If only she had more than two arms. more than.... MORE THAN TWO ARMS! She had puppets. Literally she had three and a half. She pulled back on the threads, and found Ai and Coach there to take the boxes and the cat...Which was wierd because she definitely designated three puppets to come help her. She had three apendages worth of stuff...Oh. she realized the issue when she felt her threads tugging behind her. Pinochio, in his three and a half foot glory, was not heavy enough to fight against the tide and was now floating face down at the end of his strings, flailing quite dramatically, but overall doing absolutely nothing else.

"PINOCHIO THIS ISN'T THE TIME TO PLAY AROUND LETS GO!!!!" There was a response from the small puppet, but the words got lost in the sea of water his head was underneath. In a quick motion the coach puppet swooped in, lifted pinochio up, and placed him on his shoulder.

"THATS MUCH BETTER! DON'T FOR GET TRIA i ONLY WEIGHT LIKE TWENTY FIVE POUNDS" Right. Yea that checked out. With her puppets now in action it took little effort to get a handle on the situation. She glanced over at her teammate as she worked, scooping up people and planting them on the tops of buildings, catching rogue furniture and any times that seemed important and piling them up on an incredibly convenient boat, remembering she could MAKE BOATS and using her humble carpenter jutsu to create a large wide raft that she could tie to one of the buildings to stack up stuff, and just generally finally being of some use in this aweful weather. THen the rain stopped.

"That... Well that didn't last very long at all did it Daik--daiko? Wierd." When she glanced back at her friend, she noticed he was like. super not around. maybe he'd left to turn his stuff in. Team puppet headed the same way, but missed him just barelly.

mission complete.

(TWC 2627 both missions complete! claiming 2627 towards great grasping vines second mastery (2726/5k)previous training then i'll take that sweet sweet 4500 and 6500 ryo from the 2 missions completetions(no ap as im capped) exit and topic closed )

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[2000] + [500] = [2500/2500] Swamp of the Underworld
[500/2750] Torture Chamber
29 words discarded

[2500] 50 AP

[1000/1000] Commentator's Curse
[1500/1500] Don't Forget an Umbrella

+4000 Ryo
+20 AP

+6000 Ryo
+30 AP

Total gained from missions -- 

10000 Ryo
50 AP

Totals -- 

100 AP 
10,000 Ryo

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