Tackling Missions

Tue Aug 22, 2023 9:50 pm

First Mission: Link
Second Mission: Link
Third Mission: Link

By calling these random jobs low ranking missions, the academy instructors had tricked many students into helping out this weekend with the various overlapping tea ceremonies. She didn't know what her other classmates had been assigned to do, but Gun had been assigned to help deliver goods from a tea shop, so she arrived right on time. She was glad to be the only student there, it meant she wouldn't have to interact with anyone and could just do the work.

After a woman opened the door, she saw Gun standing there. "Ah, you're my helper, right?" Gun simply nodded in the affirmative and then followed the woman inside, as the woman gestured. "Ok, we have these three packages. The addresses are attached, just get them there in the next hour, then return and see what else we got going out. Good?" The woman had too much to do and had made the explanation brief, which Gun appreciated though for a different reason. She was just glad to grab the packages and start moving. Ever since she had joined the academy, Gun had become excited to utilize her newly discovered speed. As Gun reached the door with the packages in tow, she heard "Oh, and be gentle with those so they don't get messed up."

Gun nodded her affirmation as she headed out the door. The packages were a bit cumbersome, but thanks to her training, she could handle all three without too much difficulty. The regular exercise that she was forced to do had really increased her physical capabilities. She looked at the first address and began heading in that direction. Despite being fairly new to Sakuragakure no Sato, she had gotten a pretty decent idea of where things were. She moved swiftly (again, partially due to her increased physical abilities) through the streets being careful to avoid too much jostling of the packages. Gun arrived at the first address and knocked on the door, it was only mildly uncomfortable for the girl mostly because she had a job to do and delivering the package couldn't be done without meeting the client. With what she hoped to be a smile on her face, she handed the package to the woman once she opened the door. She was expecting it, said her thanks and took the package inside. Gun took off for the next address, relieved to have gotten out of that situation without too much interaction with a stranger.

The kunoichi hopeful arrived at the second address without any trouble and, like the first, handed the package to the person and was gone without any issues. Gun could only hope that things continued like this the rest of the day. She headed towards the last address, knowing full well that she had plenty of time left to complete her work. She arrived at the last address and delivered the package; she was a little proud of herself for completing the work and headed back to the tea shop to get the next batch of deliveries.

WC: 506

Wed Aug 23, 2023 4:51 pm

Kids often swarmed the academy building because it was new and exciting. One such day, the instructor sent the students out to entertain them with the things they’d learned. Gun understood that if they kept them interested in being shinobi, they might enroll when they were old enough. The more enrollees the academy had, the more shinobi they could produce and that would strengthen the village’s ability to withstand any attacks that may come against their village. The instructor divided up the kids, giving 4 or 5 to each student. Gun had 3 young girls and a boy. She was supposed to show them some of the things she’d learned, strategies and fighting techniques. Maybe even give them some pointers if it seemed like something they were interested in.

Gun’s red face and downcast eyes made the kids around her wonder what she was doing. ”Come on! Show us something cool,” the tallest girl said, her tone clearly full of frustration.

”Yeah!” the other two girls said in unison. The look on the boy’s face indicated he didn’t think Gun knew or could do anything cool.

Still unsure what to do, Gun’s head finally shifted up, so her eyes were looking towards them. Her hand moved too and she gestured to them, taunting them to come and get her, a small smirk even appearing on her face. All three of the girls looked at each other, like they were trying to decide if Gun was really serious. The boy didn’t seem to hesitate, rushing at the student with all his speed. Gun’s smirk didn’t waver, she could easily see the boy’s movements and stepped to the side as his hands went out as if to grab her in a hug. She tapped his hand, sending him off balance and stumbling to the ground.

All three girls decided to go for it and ran at Gun too. The taller one moved a little slower and Gun could tell she was aiming to get her after she evaded the other two girls. The boy was already to his feet and Gun simply kept backing up. The two girls tried their best to get her but Gun’s speed wouldn’t allow it. As they began to breathe a little heavier, Gun stopped backing up and moved towards them. She easily ducked, past their attempts at grabbing her, before tapping them both on the backs, sending them into a hugging embrace with each other!

With a giggle, Gun turned her attention to the taller girl who was trying to grab Gun from behind. She turned near instantly and flicked the girl on the forehead, both shocking her and sending her back a bit. The boy’s foot came rushing in, but Gun’s hand was quick enough. She caught the boy’s flying kick, letting go quickly. The boy’s suddenly stop and lack of a foundation beneath him caused him to fall to the ground for a second time. All the kids laughed with the realization that Gun was actually pretty good at this.

WC: 506
TWC: 1012

Fri Aug 25, 2023 9:54 am

After just a few minutes, Gun had been given a few pointers and a basic schedule and now she found herself alone with 11 babies. She’d never spent any time with babies prior to this occasion so she wasn’t exactly brimming with confidence. She was grateful that none of the babies were crawling yet, meaning she didn’t have to worry about them escaping. At the moment, all was well: the owners had swaddled all the little babies and most were either on their way to sleepy land or were already there. Gun couldn’t help but appreciate the cuteness of the babies, but the daycare owners had made it clear that times like this one didn’t last long. It only took one sad baby to awaken and sadden the other ten.

She went ahead and got more swaddling blankets out, laying them across a few of the changing stations that littered the room. She even got the wipes out and prepared, propping trash cans open so that she’d be ready when the time came. Glancing at her schedule, she could tell that feeding time was still an hour away. It was a little unnerving just sitting there waiting for all hell to break loose, but she didn’t have much choice in the matter. A whimper from a little boy and some movement caught Gun’s attention and she moved towards him. His little eyes looked up at her and she could see on his face that he was trying to decide if he was ok. She slowly picked him up, pulling him to her chest and rocking him. It was a move she’d felt from her mother many times, even as she got much older than the little guy that was currently in her arms.

The technique seemed to work as the boy didn’t began crying, instead he seemed to settle in her arms. Soon, Gun could tell from his breathing that he was back asleep but she wasn’t sure whether she could put him down without waking him. Then another baby began making little noises, so, with grace and care, Gun put the first baby down and moved towards the second noisy baby. As her hands reached for it, it began bawling louder than one might think something so little should be able to cry. She picked it up, pulling it close like before. However, two other babies stirred before beginning some loud wails. The one she was holding began to throw up on Gun's shoulder, cascading down her back. She tried to coo some of the babies back to sleep, but it was no use. She finally decided that they could eat a few minutes early and gathered their bottles and began trying to feed them. Most of the children took it eagerly, which stopped most of the crying.

The day continued like that until the owners returned, glad to see everyone still alive. That was all they were really hoping for. Gun waved goodbye as she left, feeling more exhausted than any other day she'd experienced.

WC: 507
TWC: 1519