One Mans Trash...Is Another Mans Trash

Bulk Trash Day Mission

Mission Details:

Tanbogakure was always relatively quiet compared to what the young Kaguya was used to...and also brighter than he'd like due to the growing villages location. There was hardly any shade in the open fields of rice that the village was known for and it caused Garuda's eyes to always tinge with slight pain as the rays struck through his veil scoring his cornea. It had been some time since he had interacted with his brother and best friend Yasahiro..he knew the village leader was more than likely busy but it still didn't make the heartache any less painful for being ignored and left behind.

"Ahhh...this is why I hate the day time, what god decided to make the sun? We could just have infinite moon light and the world would be a better place....YA-SA-HI-RO KUUUUUUUUUUUN"

His voice and tone had went from that of a complaining child as he kicked the earth complaining about the sun to a giddy school child. Usually throwing the name out there into the world someone would come up to him deeming his blindness as the reason he was yelling. They'd escort him to where they last saw the lord or simply chat with him attempting to get to learn a little more about the eccentric visitor they had.

"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE A BLIND MAN ALONE?! YOUR OWN BEST FRIEND EVEN?!? YASAHI-"

He was cut off before he could finish his play by a young male gripping onto his robe and letting out a small cough to alert Garuda to his presence. The young male looked flustered and still groggy from waking up to screaming first thing in the morning and he let it show on his face thinking the Kaguya to be really blind however his voice was laced with a pleasant tone as he attempted to help the situation. Thats when he told the visitor about the trash facility and the problems it had been having taking the automated process offline forcing everyone to find other methods of reducing their footprint and creating a backup at the facility itself. He told Garuda that if he was looking for Yasahiro that more than likely the leader would be in that direction as well attempting to fix his villages problems. With a quick pat on the shoulder Garuda thanked the man and asked to be turned in the direction of the facility, the male insisted in walking him there but was swiftly turned down.

"I'll find it my-"

Pretending to trip over a lone rock that was protruding from the path the Kaguya caught his balance once again before placing both hands out in front of him feeling the air in front of him for anymore hazards as he walked forward.

"I left my walking stick...ooooo what's a man to do"

Another day another ryo, at least that’s what Asahi told himself moving through the street.  He’d just received word that something was wrong with the trash facility, and as the newly crowned komekage of economics and social development….this somehow landed in his lap.  In truth, he was starting to feel as though this job was just a way for the other komekage to get out of everything they didn’t want to do.  He also couldn’t help but shake the feeling he was still being punished by Yasahiro for accepting the job….though what choice had he had really?  They’d said such nice things to him, and said how good of a job he was doing etc etc.  if there was one thing Asahi Yagami was a sucker for….it was playing up his ego.  Maybe not the most holy man approach, but he never claimed to be holy, and sometimes didn’t even claim to be a man.  Just depended on the situation and say really.  Still, what was one to do but keep on keeping on.  So, this fine bright morning, Asahi found himself walking through the streets in the direction of the latest project that demanded of him his full attention.  

He was still keeping his apartment above the tea shop where most of his possessions and clothes were.  His sword was still with Hayato being worked on.  So it was with a certain degree of feeling naked that he made his way.  Dressed in the rather drab colors of dark orange, brown, and white his kimono moved a little loose against him. On top of his head a large hat sat distinguishing his rank.  Blonde hair tied up and hidden underneath.  Though no one could really mistake Asahi and Yasahiro as the same person, for once the resemblance was noticeable.  He hated all of it.  It was as he was having these exact thoughts that he heard a commotion coming from further up, and he swore he even heard his cousins name.  Yasahiro was supposedly outside the village working against the Zukumiki or was it zukumaki…..some bad guys so the likelihood of him being ahead was low, but never zero.  Picking up his pace he made his way to an old man and a seemingly cripple lunatic.  A distant memory floated up, a table…a couple bottles of sake, and a story of a crazy blind man that called Yasahiro brother.  This must be the culprit.

“Ummm anything I can do?”  He’d say which seemed to bring a sigh of relief to the older man trying to guide the rather eccentric fellow.  He seemed to hand him  off and then disappeared as though he’d vanished in a puff of smoke.  “Hello friend!”  He’d say jovially, “are you umm….alright or?”  He let the question hang there for a moment.  Waiting to see a response.

TWC - 472

Garuda hadn't made it very far after his accidental trip over the extreme hazards that Tanbo had before someone else was now halting his progress in finding Yasahiro-kun. Stopping in mid movement with hands still forward reaching into the abyss in front of him he spun around on his free foot to the direction of the new mans voice looking akin to that of a zombie with his head tilted to the side slightly as he took in the full visual Apperance of the new entrant. The Kimono he recognized as the traditional garbs of any male or female in this era which was completely different from his own design. The flowing robes he wore dragging lightly across the ground beneath him almost giving a regal slow as the colors ran into each other from the red and purple each swirling around the black in the middle ensuring the colors never mixed with themselves. On top of it this new man was wearing an awful weird hat that no one that valued fashion and their self dignity would wear. the gears started spinning in Garuda's head as he struggled to come up with a fitting nickname for this new arrival before he finally sat on and stuck with "Weird hat guy" All this happened over the course of two minutes of pure silence between him and the new man if nothing else was said while he processed all of this with both hands still in the air placed forward with his head tilted and an awkward smile adorning his face.

"Oh, oh, oh," He'd finally say as his hands slowly flowed down to his side before his right hand would speed back up to a pointing gesture towards the mans voice. "Yes, my loyal subject, indeed, we need to away to this villages trash facility in order to find Yasahiro-kun....he seems to have forgotten to wake me up for our morning breakfast to see to the villages needs and I shall abate these worries!"

Garuda had completely cut off the other mans question of if he was alright and the words never reached his ears as he showed a confident smile before turning back around beginning the journey to the facility now in the wrong direction as he had forgotten which way he was standing before this but he walked forward confidently...or as confidently as one could with both hands facing forward in the air playing grab and feel with the empty space in front of him as he took wide steps shifting his balance from one foot to the other moving awkwardly.

"~Trash, trash, trash, trash, take out the trash in the house/make sure you don't see a mouse/ do it with style and you won't have to frown~"

His words would trail further off as he sung to himself as he walked towards a rice field on the hill that had a drop off into the water and mud below that housed the food Tanbo was known for. He'd fall into it if his steps weren't impeded or stopped by anyone..it was so hard feigning blindness every day but it was that or deal with the sun on a daily basis which was something he just couldn't do.

What followed was tow of the most awkward minutes Asahi had experienced since being within the village of Tanbo.  However, he couldn't come up with anything to say so he likewise just stared at the very strange man.  So, the silence continued until it was finally broken by the blind man.  The man mentioned daily breakfasts and something about Asahi being his loyal subject, which merely brought a smile to his face.  Pride was not really high on Asahi's list of things to be worried about, and instead he found the entire thing very amusing.  However, he was unable to deliver his normal quick wit as he was constantly cut off when he tried to speak.  Still, he had experienced worse things, so it was still hardly a reason to be upset.  He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about the man, and closely watching his feet these thoughts where even more confirmed.  Still, he kept pace slightly behind Garuda as they moved off in the wrong direction.  He allowed this to go on for some time continently listening to the tone-deaf fellow sing about trash.  Naturally he saw the cliff that was nearing, and supposedly the man was blind.... However, he thought the man would likely survive the fall, and Hikari was one heck of a medic.  So rather than physically stopping the man, he would not speak until he had a foot in the air to go off the cliff.

"Oye, just so you know senpai.....trash facility is the other way."  He would say so very calmly with a smile on his face.  Watching and waiting to see the mans reaction.  While the man did whatever he was going to do, fall or turn, he felt his own spiritual sensory abilities wash over the man.  Getting a sense of his soul, and then it happened.  A flash of the man's life went across his mind.  He could only assume his trainings and meditations had unlocked this new found ability, but whenever he stayed in close contact with someone, he couldn't help but walking away knowing fragments of unsaid things.  

Shaking his head at the oddness of the feeling he would follow up his sentence, "You know Yasahiro and I are supposed to get dinner later.  If you want to meet up with him, we better hurry."  He would turn and very casually glance over his shoulder to see if he was being followed.  Making his way to complete the mission, and somehow, he thought the other man would find his way there too.

TWC 899 / 1k

(Utilizing ninshu, so please provide a description of Garuda's chakra color, its feal, etc whatever you want.  And a sentence from his history for Asahi to have gleamed.)

(Ok, ninja wizard. Chakra color would be a midnight blue. It would feel like a strong wave crashing but when it hits you feel tranquil. You get this feeling from his intense desires but his almost childish demeanor. A far as the sentence I’ll let you pick whatever you want from his backstory since he’s only been in one topic lmao)

Garuda saw the edge coming and weird hat guy has made no efforts in stopping him from cascading down the small hill till it was for normal people far too late to change course. However the kaguya was far from normal and he controlled the very bone structure of his body and could really manipulate it in a way to prevent himself from this minor inconvenience. That, however, was not what was going to happen today and he confidently put his now free falling foot down as it became uneven with his other and the ground beneath him disappeared. The free fall and tumbling that ensued after barely hurt however he had a role to play and he’d do it to the utmost of his ability.

“HELP I’VE FALLEN….. I’M FALLING…”
The small water patch mixed with all the things needed to grow rice covered his garbs and himself as he made contact and the splash could be heard. Standing up once more he’d climb out of the small hole feeling for land with his hands out stretched and he could hear whispers from the villagers around about how weird hat guy has let a blind man fall. Everyone knew you lead the blind from the front! During his stint he had heard the words senpai from his disciple and that was what he cling to. The fall now behind him he walked with gusto one more

“This way, your senpai will lead you to victory” he’d say with a smile still drenched and his garb trailing a wet streak behind him as his feet sloshed forward.

He could see the trash facility as they walked and talked. He’d answer questions along the way if there were any while he continued to sing about the trash. As they reached the facility he’d turn to face weird hat guy if indeed he was still behind him.

“I’ll let you do all the talking disciple, find what it is we need to do…and a walking stick for me please!…. After we’ll talk about dinner and Yasahiro-kun

With every thud Asahi gave a small wince.  It wasn't really his intention to let the man fall down the cliffside.... he'd been pretty confident the man wasn't blind...... now however there was a shred of doubt to this original belief.  If the man was a fraud, he had a hell of commitment, soon enough however the man seemed to pop back and return, no worse for the fall.  This led to a slight smile as they continued to walk towards the trash facility, the man singing all the way.  With the words of the song several feelings came across Asahi as their spirits seemed to become more familiar.  A certain chaos, and yet stillness encompassed the man, much like the ocean that was not far off from where they stood now.  Even as these feelings hit him, another thought that was not his own seemed to move through his mind quickly, like the disappearing waves never to be repeated.  The man, as far as Asahi could tell, really believed that Yasahiro was his brother.  An interesting development as he did not believe his cousin felt the same about the fellow next to him.  Still the idea made him chuckle ever so slightly.  

Instead of talking about himself, he would allow a little of his spirit to move over the man.  A small fleeting memory, a memory of his conversation with an old ghost in a graveyard.  It was brief and quick, but a small bit of his spirit to share with the man.  

("You have too many syllables you know...." The spectral voice came over his shoulder. A slight chill moving down his spine at the close proximity of the spirit. This particular haunt was a wizened old man who said he could help the young samurai with his haikus.)

The memory would move through Garuda's mind just as they arrived at the trash facility.  Asahi giving a bow and moving forward to get the low down on what they needed to do.  Overall, the mission ended up being a simple one.  Move trash from the overflowing mounds, into a nearby cart.  He would relay this information to Garuda, with verbal instructions, and handing him an old broken broom handle to use as a stick.

He would keep up a conversation buying into the man's eccentricities, until the work was done.  "Now how about that dinner!"  He would say.  The idea of watching Yasahiro interact with this fool in a public dinning establishment was too good to pass up. 

TWC - 1319 / 1000

Exit

+13 vigor to Princess IvyBluemoon
Earth Moving Core 1000wc towards this for Princess Ivy bluemoon

Mission rewards - +20ap for Princess Ivy bluemoon
+4k ryo and an additional 15k for being kage - sending 1k to the vault and keeping the rest

“What… the hell…..was that….” Garuda would exclaim with a look of concern mixed with dread on his face as he stared in the direction of where he assumed weird hat guy disciple to be.

The memory not his own floating into his mind almost forcefully pushing out his own thoughts for a brief moment. This was something that he’d never experienced and couldn’t tell if it was a just jutsu from the man he was now following. Was he attempting to take over his mind or scare him with his mind magic? For now it seemed harmless but he’d store the information away for later just in case.

As they made it to the facility and Garuda took the broom stick to use as a guide to getting around he walked off in a general direction of the facility to help as best as a blind man could with trash sitting and removal. While weird hat disciple was busy moving trash Garuda was in fact clogging up other faculties with bags that had been piled in one spot he simply pushed them all down to another location fumbling over each bag as he attempted his best to be as useless as anyone without eye sight would be in this venture. As hours passed and the work was done Garuda looked proudly at the pile of trash he had moved from being sorted to clogging up a congested pathway, the villagers there looked in silence as they knew their work would be doubled the next day because of this. With a sigh and huff of exhaustion he tapped his walking stick forward of him and began making his way back to his disciple.

“Yes, away disciple. Dinner sounds amazing, I think we both deserve to be treated for the hard work we’ve done today!”

-exit

Twc =1700

+17 stats to strength

+20 ap and 4k ryo

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