Sugar Snow

Missions:

In an instant, Zunair was standing in the confined space of Onabi's warm and traditional apartment, now he is standing on top of a snowy path that led into the heart of the rather small village. The everlasting ice particles blanketed the wooden and stone structures that laid around the finite area. The bright moon shined through the frequent clouds that painted themselves on the night sky. The radiant light reflected off the snow, creating a white aura, lighting up any and all paths that laid around the village. Small lights found themselves outside the shops and homes in this frozen town.

Memories flood his mind, recalling the time he came to one of these villages a year ago. The journey he had with those other three individuals, especially Hikari. While Onabi was his cousin, Hikari was a part of the main house as well. In fact, she was destined to be the Clan leader when time came, but her mother, father, and brother all died. Zunair's aunt and uncle. After that, she just disappeared, until Zunair found her. But now she's just gone again. All the death in his family, especially his main family, left only him and his father. It left something broken and dark inside Zunair. While he showed kindness to others, something started to dwell in him.

Zunair eyes wondered around the town, making the observation on how time seemed to endlessly pass by but for town like this, it's almost as if time or the nature elements have never touched this place. It's seemingly peaceful in that aspect. Turning his focus to Onabi, "Let us get going, shall we?" He spoke in such a delighted town, patting the shoulder of his younger cousin as he started to lead them into the white village.

Leading with one foot in front of the other, the sound underneath his boat caught his attention. Usually, it would make a noise of a crunch, but it was like if it was the first snow fall had happened here. Soft and light without much sound. Interesting. His eyes followed him ahead. Watching the towns people talk amongst themselves. Laughing, joking, having a good time all around. It lit a spark inside Zunair. He wished Konoha could be like this. This was all he wanted. Peace. If there were no more wars. No more disease. Would the world be happy? No. But would Konoha. Yes. That's the main reason he became a medical ninja. His mother died from an unknown disease just like her brother, Hikari's father. Such a dreadful place.

"Let us head in their for minute before we get started," Zunair pointed at what looked like a tavern. From the outside of the place looks modest, humble and beautiful. Clay and hard wooden beams make up most of the building's outer structure. It's impossible to see through the closed windows, but the thrilled sounds from within can be felt outside. Above the door, wrote on a wooden sign, 'The Ole' Fiddle' pasted its name for the world to see.

As Zunair enters the tavern through the heavy, wooden door, he welcomed by amazing, but unknown scents and joyful music. Sounds and smells foreign to him but all still inviting. The bartender is working hard, but still manages to welcome Zunair and Onabi with a friendly nod. It's as alluring inside as it is on the outside. Tree logs support the upper floor and the decorational lights attached to them. The walls are clear of anything, though signs do show plenty of things used to hang on the walls, though they've probably been knocked off by customers who had too much to drink.

The tavern itself is packed. Small humans that looked like dwarves seem to be the primary clientele here, which could be seen as the best sign you can get. Several long tables are occupied by what must be separate groups who have bonded over great food and conversation. The other, smaller tables are also occupied by people who seem to be enjoying themselves a lot, perhaps too much, if such a thing is possible. Even most of the stools at the bar are occupied, though nobody seems to mind more company.

"Let's find a place to sit and get some food in our stomachs," Zunair said with a smile, leading them to probably the only empty table in the whole tavern. Taking his seat across from his cousin. a working wench came up to the table to take their order.

"'Ello boys, my name is Sophie, how can I help y'all tonight," the voluptuous woman with blonde hair said to them.

"I'll just have the house special, and some yale" Zunair said. He had no idea what to get so he figured with going with whatever special they had would work, plus, a little bit of alcohol never hurt him.

After Onabi ordered, Zunair would look at him, "So, what you think about all this?"

TWC: 827/1500

Still holding Zunair cloak Onabi's eyes were shut tight as the warmth and comfort of his home vanished and was replaced with a harsh cold, his feet sunk into the powdered snow, when he moved his feet Onabi could hear both the clank of the wooden clogs and the crunch of the fresh powder. Onabi opened his eyes  to show a rather meek yet lovely village. the sky was letting down a light flurry of unique crystallized water that took on the sate of snow fall. The dark esthetic of his home has been completely erased with the landscape of white and and vibrant colors.

The Beautiful colors that filled Onabi's mind had almost completely overwhelmed him, and the only thing he could really think was that his family would have really loved this view and he wished for them to have seen it, Onabi didn't know if his family members ever made it out side of the village gates before Onabi was born but here their child is. Half way across the world seeing sights he had never seen before. even in his absolute state of awe Onabi Couldn't help but to be sad that his parents could not see this winter landscape with him. even his elder didn't seem to enjoy the sights as his face carried a grimice that Onabi knew all to well.

Onabi gazed at the population that wandered the small streets of the town below, the people seemed joyful and happy, he didn't spot one sad face or a furled brow. Just people being happy and enjoying the situation that they were in. Zunair spoke to Onabi and startled him a bit. Even with his sweet tone of voice Onabi could still see the negative emotion that was held in Zunair's eyes. "Yes, Lets. But first-" Onabi reached to his own face and place his index fingers at the corners of his mouth and dragged his lips to form a smile "-Make sure to smile!". Onabi grabbed the cuff of Zunair's, sleeve and followed him into the village

Onabi made a conscious effort to step in the middle of Zunair's foot steps so that he could look at the size difference of the two Hyugas feet. Onabi made a game of staying quiet with his steps. the snow didn't slosh with the boys foot steps so he held it up as his own stealth, being that something supernatural did not come to thought with in the Hyugas mind. Onabi and Zunair slowly made there way and mixed in with the people that had lived here within the village, this place was nothing like the streets of the hidden leaf village. People were happy and held no grudges it seemed. At home you couldn't look at an individual with out them cursing the name of another village. Konoha had become a slaved village many time over and now that they were free they would have to make it through the darkness to get to a light like this village seemed to have.

Zunair Interrupted Onabi's thoughts once more so that he could lead both of the Hyuuga into a rather Jolly looking hole in the wall with a rather blazen advertising sign. Onabi looked at Zunair rather afraid to enter the establishment, though he did trust the heir to the leaf village Hyuuga. "I'll go where ever you take me Lord Zunair." Onabi looked back at the rather rustic looking building and back at Zunair "But lord are you sure that this is a good idea?" 

Ignoring Onabi's question Zunair lead Onabi into the tavern. The sent of Oak and other woods stained with ale hit Onabi when he crossed the threshold of the heavy wood door. Looking around Onabi admired the rather comforting interior of the bar. The stripped logs that held the heat of the fire made it so that when Onabi entered his cheeks and his nose turned red from the temperature change. Onabi saw the nod from the bartender and Onabi stopped and bowed in his direction trying to exclaim that he appreciated the hospitality

Zunair took Onabi's arm dragging him deeper into the establishment. Looking closer at the people who are taking part in the thick smelling grub and the rich smelling drinks seemed to be the size of Onabi. Onabi confused scrunched up his forehead looking at these people, they weren't children because around half of them held facial hair but they seem to be too small to be anything other then kids. being a little more freaked out Onabi held himself closer to Zunair for maybe he had some insight into whats going on with the clientele here.

Zunair Eventually lead them to a table where they sat down to eat something. Zunair ordered something with Alcohol and Onabi looked around and saw a small man eating some cut of meat. Onabi pointed
"can i have what that guys having and a water please?"
Onabi was kinda dumbfounded to restaurants he didn't understand the appeal of them if you could just make something yourself for cheaper. Zunair asked Onabi's Opinion.
"Well this is a very new experience for sure. I love the sights of the town though, the rustic look of everything is absolutely stunning. when i get older i want to build a home that looks kinda like this, but mix the style with my house i like my paper walls. Everyone seems so happy here and everyone is just so unique. I wonder if home will ever be like this. "

TWC: 925/1500

It wasn't too long before Sophie brought the bottle of yale and water to the Hyūga's table. "Arigotou," Zunair politely said with a humble bow to the serving wench. The bottle was dark green with the contents inside, he was assuming, to be that of a clear-like yellowy substance. He hasn't had some of this stuff in such a long time. A time when he met Ryo, Miki, and Ash. They were all Genin together and they have disappeared as well. They seemingly fell into the shadows of oblivion. They were his friends and now, it seems he barely has any of those left.

Looking up, he met Onabi's gaze as he began to talk about his experience so far. Just like Zunair, the younger Hyūga dreamed of a place like this. Even when they were outside, the aura of the town felt warm and inviting. Unlike the Hyūga compound that only made him feel dread. Laughter and kindness have soon fell out of the norm of that place. The Hyūga's left Zunair feeling fernweh. Searching somewhere far for a place to have those feelings. A place like this, but this is not home. It never will be. So, in his travels of learning and exploring different cultures. He realized he has to change the Hyūga's from the inside out, and then expanding to the entirety of the village. His mindset has severely altered from that he had when he was a child. He wanted everyone to be happy. Now, he only cares about the people in Konoha. If the world had to burn to the ground the civilians and shinobi of Konoha to be safe and happy, he would surely support that cause.

"Yes, Onabi. I agree entirely. Hopefully, I can make that happen. Sooner than later, I hope." Zunair replied with a soft smile. Onabi was still young, so he had that optimistic view of the world, but with age and time, he will most likely see as Zunair sees the world now. Both of them are loyal to a fault and while they both are, some aren't. Traitors have left and deserted the village when things got rough, just like Hikari. Abandoned what was left of their family, and still, she maybe has abandoned Zunair once again but not replying with the letters. The letters that he has sent over a year ago. Such a shame.

Taking a swig of his alcoholic beverage, the warm burning sensation swirled in his mouth before sliding down his throat and igniting his abdomen in a burst of heat. A soft approval sigh escaped from his lips. "So good," Zunair said with a shining grin. From his drink, he was startled by the sudden arrival of Sophie once again. This time, she brought their food along with her. Placing the steaming hot plates in front of the respected orderer, she asked if they needed anything else. Zunair thank her and said no, before she skipped off once again. Staring down at the contents of the plate, the smells did wonder to his nostrils, almost that his mouth began to start drooling.

"Let's eat," Zunair said before he picked up the wooden chopsticks to his side and began to shovel the food in. It was almost like a brothy stew, but unusually thicker than the normal. The beef was tender, and the spices complemented the meat well. Served with potatoes and carrots, the ingredients did was together. While he wished for a spoon, the chopsticks still the work.

"How is yours tasting because mine is rather exquisite," Zunair said as he took another drink from the yale.

Few the next few moments, time quickly passed as Zunair drank and ate with Onabi. A wonderful experience for the elder Hyūga to say the least. As they both finished, Zunair opted to pay and that he did before leading Onabi outside. It was time to get started around the village. From hearing around the tavern, apparently a group of individuals needed a few more players to participate in a snowball fight.

"What do you say Onabi, want to join the war of snowballs?" Zunair giggled as he led the duo to the spot where the teams were being decided. However, on the way there, Zunair heard commotion going on and found that someone has gotten their tongue stuck on a pole. Seems like a dare gone wrong. A slight chuckle escaped from Zunair's lips.

"Alright, everyone moved aside and let me see if I can help," Zunair said as the small mob moved out of his way. Performing the hand seals Ram → Horse → Snake → Dragon → Rat and a roaring dragon made of flames came twirling out of his mouth, hitting the top of the pole, nowhere near the stuck individual. The flames begin to heat up the pole enough to allow the individual to run from, most like from embarrassment, before even thanking Zunair.

He really didn't mind not being thanked; he was just happy to help. Continuing on, they would then find the spot where the battle was to start. With only two spots left, Zunair joined and hoped Onabi would too. For the next few hours, the game was dominated by the Hyūga's, unfortunately there were not expecting a few trained shinobi to intercept their game and obliterate any competition. If Onabi joined, he would be the sole winner as for Zunair is not as quick as he is.

After the tournament, it seemed the civilians of this small community decided to return to slumber as the lights and shops were closing up. "Let's had back to the tavern, I got us a room for the night and tomorrow we can continue helping these people," Zunair said leading the duo back to the tavern where they would be led to their room.



They were met with a small wooden room with two single beds in it. Not quite like his room back home, but it will work. Zunair enter the room before changing into his nightly attire before he retired for the night to his respected bed and saying goodnight to his younger cousin.

EXIT

TWC: 1,865/1,500

Claiming:
+6,000 Ryo
+1,500 Winter Equinox Tickets
445/3,750 to Strength of a Hundred ( 25% discount for max stat) (the other counted words here)
188/188 to Candlelight Method ( 25% discount for max stat)
188/188 to Smoke Veil ( 25% discount for max stat)
375/375 to Fire Lash ( 25% discount for max stat)
375/375 to Scattershot Technique ( 25% discount for max stat)

The waiting time for the beverages to come to the wooden table was fairly quick. Onabi was surprised by the short comute time in this establishment. Onabi followed Zunair's lead and he slightly bowed his head at the woman who brought over the two drinks. looking into the mug the water seemed cloudy and it seemed to have some particles that invade the liquid. So seeing Zunair drink his drink Onabi slides his to the side of the table.
talking about the wonders of this village both Zunair and Onabi fell silent, Onabi started to think about becoming stronger to better improve himself and the hidden village he presided in. For eons there has been talk of those that came before the shinobi of the modern world, and while all of these stories of these primordials tend to vary based around the lands the tales Onabi believed were the ones that his father told him, and the tale that his father told Onabi as a child always was centered on those that came before, these people were extremely tall, had skin and hair white as snow, and possessed horns. And recently, some of these strange beings has been spotted on the Borders of the ninja villages, His father had always told Onabi that we were direct decedents of these ancient people. Onabi's father had once left the village to investigate these mysterious people. And he came back with a mysterious sickness that spread through the Hyuuga District. This sickness killed most of the members of the hyuuga that presided in the hidden leaf. 
"My lord I know that you can do it, You can do anything you set your mind on." Onabi wondered if the ancient decedents that have been mysteriously spotted on the borders of the hidden village could help the young Hyuuga. While contemplating these mysterious sightings and then the food was placed in front of him pulling out of his stuper. Onabi continued to eat his food, Zunair asked if the food that Onabi ordered was good. "mmm its delish-ous." Onabi replied with his face stuffed with meats. Onabi finished his meal and decided to go on a walk with his elder.
Going out side Onabi dodged a ball of snow that was flung through the air. not hearing Zunair's question Onabi balled up some snow from a bank near him he joined into the snow ball fray flinging snow balls and pelting these kids with precision and speed. Giggling and having the time of his life he saw that his cousin had stopped flinging snow balls and moved to a child that had their tongue frozen to a pole. Onabi laughed at the obsured situation meanwhile his elder decided to help the child off of the pole and caused the pole to heat so the child could be taken off the metal without any harm. Onabi smiled at the hospitality that his elder gave to people in need. To put those feelings into words it would be that Onabi was proud of his family member.
Onabi kept on going within the snowball war that had broke out single handedly dominating the competition but with Zunair to help him the two hyuga shinobi utterly destroyed the other people that were flinging snow.
Cold and tired Onabi and his elder decided to go back into the tavern Zunair rented a room and Onabi shedded his cold wet clothes and sported old night robes and went to sleep. 

WC581
TWC: 1506
Claiming:
+6,000 Ryo
+ Chunnin mission pay
+1,500 Winter Equinox Tickets
x2 Ryo From Beloved Presense
188/188 Candle Light
188/188 Vandalism by Fire
750/750 Single Cell
350/350 Drifter
(25% max stat)

Zunair Hyuuga wrote:It wasn't too long before Sophie brought the bottle of yale and water to the Hyūga's table. "Arigotou," Zunair politely said with a humble bow to the serving wench. The bottle was dark green with the contents inside, he was assuming, to be that of a clear-like yellowy substance. He hasn't had some of this stuff in such a long time. A time when he met Ryo, Miki, and Ash. They were all Genin together and they have disappeared as well. They seemingly fell into the shadows of oblivion. They were his friends and now, it seems he barely has any of those left.

Looking up, he met Onabi's gaze as he began to talk about his experience so far. Just like Zunair, the younger Hyūga dreamed of a place like this. Even when they were outside, the aura of the town felt warm and inviting. Unlike the Hyūga compound that only made him feel dread. Laughter and kindness have soon fell out of the norm of that place. The Hyūga's left Zunair feeling fernweh. Searching somewhere far for a place to have those feelings. A place like this, but this is not home. It never will be. So, in his travels of learning and exploring different cultures. He realized he has to change the Hyūga's from the inside out, and then expanding to the entirety of the village. His mindset has severely altered from that he had when he was a child. He wanted everyone to be happy. Now, he only cares about the people in Konoha. If the world had to burn to the ground the civilians and shinobi of Konoha to be safe and happy, he would surely support that cause.

"Yes, Onabi. I agree entirely. Hopefully, I can make that happen. Sooner than later, I hope." Zunair replied with a soft smile. Onabi was still young, so he had that optimistic view of the world, but with age and time, he will most likely see as Zunair sees the world now. Both of them are loyal to a fault and while they both are, some aren't. Traitors have left and deserted the village when things got rough, just like Hikari. Abandoned what was left of their family, and still, she maybe has abandoned Zunair once again but not replying with the letters. The letters that he has sent over a year ago. Such a shame.

Taking a swig of his alcoholic beverage, the warm burning sensation swirled in his mouth before sliding down his throat and igniting his abdomen in a burst of heat. A soft approval sigh escaped from his lips. "So good," Zunair said with a shining grin. From his drink, he was startled by the sudden arrival of Sophie once again. This time, she brought their food along with her. Placing the steaming hot plates in front of the respected orderer, she asked if they needed anything else. Zunair thank her and said no, before she skipped off once again. Staring down at the contents of the plate, the smells did wonder to his nostrils, almost that his mouth began to start drooling.

"Let's eat," Zunair said before he picked up the wooden chopsticks to his side and began to shovel the food in. It was almost like a brothy stew, but unusually thicker than the normal. The beef was tender, and the spices complemented the meat well. Served with potatoes and carrots, the ingredients did was together. While he wished for a spoon, the chopsticks still the work.

"How is yours tasting because mine is rather exquisite," Zunair said as he took another drink from the yale.

Few the next few moments, time quickly passed as Zunair drank and ate with Onabi. A wonderful experience for the elder Hyūga to say the least. As they both finished, Zunair opted to pay and that he did before leading Onabi outside. It was time to get started around the village. From hearing around the tavern, apparently a group of individuals needed a few more players to participate in a snowball fight.

"What do you say Onabi, want to join the war of snowballs?" Zunair giggled as he led the duo to the spot where the teams were being decided. However, on the way there, Zunair heard commotion going on and found that someone has gotten their tongue stuck on a pole. Seems like a dare gone wrong. A slight chuckle escaped from Zunair's lips.

"Alright, everyone moved aside and let me see if I can help," Zunair said as the small mob moved out of his way. Performing the hand seals Ram → Horse → Snake → Dragon → Rat and a roaring dragon made of flames came twirling out of his mouth, hitting the top of the pole, nowhere near the stuck individual. The flames begin to heat up the pole enough to allow the individual to run from, most like from embarrassment, before even thanking Zunair.

He really didn't mind not being thanked; he was just happy to help. Continuing on, they would then find the spot where the battle was to start. With only two spots left, Zunair joined and hoped Onabi would too. For the next few hours, the game was dominated by the Hyūga's, unfortunately there were not expecting a few trained shinobi to intercept their game and obliterate any competition. If Onabi joined, he would be the sole winner as for Zunair is not as quick as he is.

After the tournament, it seemed the civilians of this small community decided to return to slumber as the lights and shops were closing up. "Let's had back to the tavern, I got us a room for the night and tomorrow we can continue helping these people," Zunair said leading the duo back to the tavern where they would be led to their room.



They were met with a small wooden room with two single beds in it. Not quite like his room back home, but it will work. Zunair enter the room before changing into his nightly attire before he retired for the night to his respected bed and saying goodnight to his younger cousin.

EXIT

TWC: 1,865/1,500

Claiming:
+6,000 Ryo
+1,500 Winter Equinox Tickets
445/3,750 to Strength of a Hundred ( 25% discount for max stat) (the other counted words here)
188/188 to Candlelight Method ( 25% discount for max stat)
188/188 to Smoke Veil ( 25% discount for max stat)
375/375 to Fire Lash ( 25% discount for max stat)
375/375 to Scattershot Technique ( 25% discount for max stat)

Approved, for next time, please remember to put in the claim how much accumulated WC was already put into it, if any

Onabi Hyuuga wrote:The waiting time for the beverages to come to the wooden table was fairly quick. Onabi was surprised by the short comute time in this establishment. Onabi followed Zunair's lead and he slightly bowed his head at the woman who brought over the two drinks. looking into the mug the water seemed cloudy and it seemed to have some particles that invade the liquid. So seeing Zunair drink his drink Onabi slides his to the side of the table.
talking about the wonders of this village both Zunair and Onabi fell silent, Onabi started to think about becoming stronger to better improve himself and the hidden village he presided in. For eons there has been talk of those that came before the shinobi of the modern world, and while all of these stories of these primordials tend to vary based around the lands the tales Onabi believed were the ones that his father told him, and the tale that his father told Onabi as a child always was centered on those that came before, these people were extremely tall, had skin and hair white as snow, and possessed horns. And recently, some of these strange beings has been spotted on the Borders of the ninja villages, His father had always told Onabi that we were direct decedents of these ancient people. Onabi's father had once left the village to investigate these mysterious people. And he came back with a mysterious sickness that spread through the Hyuuga District. This sickness killed most of the members of the hyuuga that presided in the hidden leaf. 
"My lord I know that you can do it, You can do anything you set your mind on." Onabi wondered if the ancient decedents that have been mysteriously spotted on the borders of the hidden village could help the young Hyuuga. While contemplating these mysterious sightings and then the food was placed in front of him pulling out of his stuper. Onabi continued to eat his food, Zunair asked if the food that Onabi ordered was good. "mmm its delish-ous." Onabi replied with his face stuffed with meats. Onabi finished his meal and decided to go on a walk with his elder.
Going out side Onabi dodged a ball of snow that was flung through the air. not hearing Zunair's question Onabi balled up some snow from a bank near him he joined into the snow ball fray flinging snow balls and pelting these kids with precision and speed. Giggling and having the time of his life he saw that his cousin had stopped flinging snow balls and moved to a child that had their tongue frozen to a pole. Onabi laughed at the obsured situation meanwhile his elder decided to help the child off of the pole and caused the pole to heat so the child could be taken off the metal without any harm. Onabi smiled at the hospitality that his elder gave to people in need. To put those feelings into words it would be that Onabi was proud of his family member.
Onabi kept on going within the snowball war that had broke out single handedly dominating the competition but with Zunair to help him the two hyuga shinobi utterly destroyed the other people that were flinging snow.
Cold and tired Onabi and his elder decided to go back into the tavern Zunair rented a room and Onabi shedded his cold wet clothes and sported old night robes and went to sleep. 

WC581
TWC: 1506
Claiming:
+6,000 Ryo
+ Chunnin mission pay
+1,500 Winter Equinox Tickets
x2 Ryo From Beloved Presense
188/188 Candle Light
188/188 Vandalism by Fire
750/750 Single Cell
350/350 Drifter
(25% max stat)

Approved, for next time please remember to claim the total amount of Ryo gained instead of just stating Chunin Pay and x2 from Beloved Presence, and iirc, Beloved Presence only doubles the mission's Ryo, not the Chunin bonus. That I'll have to double check on