C Rank's come in 3's.

Missions:

As the day began, missions were on the mind, today was simply that kind of day, it was a somewhat lazy day with somewhat lazy missions, the first one would be fixing a powerline, a tree seemed to be blocking the road, next there'd be the destruction of a building, all they really had too do was keep everything clean and safe, then there final mission, paying respects, something that she believes should been done weekly, though, who knows what might happen during this mission line, the 3 seemed too mesh together so well, perhaps things will go swimmingly, as Xena began walking around the Administration building, she waited a bit, perhaps some people would arrive too join the fun, if so it was less work for everyone involved which is nice, though the area wasn't particularly lively as Xena found herself leaning upon a pole, her hands confined too her jackets pockets she softly hummed too herself closing her eyes, she was mildly tired at the moment, but all seemed too be going well so far. The air was calm, the breeze was nice, and the sun was somewhat covered by the clouds, removing a little bit of heat from the area, though some people might of preferred that heat, she didn't, her Jacket was rather heavy, so it really didn't work out well with the summer heat, or was it autumn now, she'd have too check a calendrer or something the next chance she managed too get which could be quite a while for all she knew.

WC:259

"You've got to put it there....no just a little more to the right. There we go sis!!," the white haired male would exclaim as he gave a few claps. The two had been trying to hang something up for some time now and with one of them being assigned to a wheelchair and the other being just an inch too short to reach, the two were trying their best. As he sat the chipper girl back into her wheelchair he would give her a crisp high five as he smiled and looked back to the blue eyed girl for a moment. He had spent most of his time if not all of his time in the house with Nishima, the sister of the late Ishimaru Shinkou, for some time making sure she was okay. She was still getting used to her brother no longer being around, but found solace in the company of Ryouta, his son. She did not fully understand the situation but came to calling the white haired male big brother due to seeing so much of her big brother in him. While the rebellious red haired sibling remained out in the village proving his own might, Ryouta decided that his role for this life would be making sure their sister was good. Despite that, he knew that something could probably be done about her condition if he worked hard enough to get the Ryo for it and while he did not bring it up to Nuraihyon, his twin, he knew that this was something he had to do. He would spend a few moments walking with her around the house and talking about what his plans for the day would be.

He never outwardly spoke of going out into the village and doing any sort of mission or shinobi work, but today he had brought it up and she was both confused and happy for him. He had finally decided to step out into the world for his own sake, but what she had not known was that he was doing it for her. She would pat him on the shoulder and urge him to go out to accomplish his desires and just have fun. And so he would. Ruffling her hair, he would grab his white jacket and throw it on before heading out into the busy streets of Konoha. He had known of a few missions or requests of the village due to his brother, albeit he signed up for them ahead of time just to be sure. He wasn't going to downplay his own desire to not join the Shinobi Forces but for his sister he would challenge the world. The first request would be at the grave site where many of Konoha's finest would be buried. A thought did pop in his head about his own father being buried here but who would realistically bury the body of one of the Kage's in plain view? He wouldn't dawn on it much long as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket and walked silently determined to get where he needed to and complete his task. After a moment or two of walking he would arrive to the site and find no one there yet which had been a bit bizarre to him or maybe....maybe this was the norm for missions like this. Either way he waited in silence with his hands placed firmly in his pockets for any others to come before he began to work.

585 WC

OOC:
"Hello!" - Spoken aloud
'Oh no!' - Internal thought

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Yukio walked into the administration building, excited about new potential missions.  Now that he was a Genin, he had access to much higher rank missions, although he still wasn't being sent out to track down dangerous Missing-nin or anything like that. However, some C-rank missions felt like the right place to be for himself.  He walked up to the Mission Board, noting a young woman who was hanging about the place as well. Longer, spiky black hair indicated she could have been an Uchiha, but Yukio was unsure if that was true.  As he perused the listed missions, he noted three C-ranks that appeared to be fairly nearby to one another, all here within the village, and that someone had already put their name to them.  Adding his name to the list and turning, he addressed the young woman he suspected of being an Uchiha near him.

"Are you also looking to do these three C-rank missions? Xena, was it?" Yukio flashed a smile, he always enjoyed meeting new people, especially Konoha shinobi.  He headband was firmly affixed to his forehead, although his shaggy brown hair did obscure it slightly.  "I'm Senju Yukio, it's a pleasure to meet you!" He extended his hand for the woman to shake.  He had a good feeling about today, surely nothing would go wrong! Yukio took another glance around the building, wondering if others might also show to complete these missions. ”Did you want to wait and see if anyone else arrived to assist us with these missions? Many hands make light work! Er, at least that’s what my dad says.” Yukio scratched the back of his neck and let out a small chuckle. ’Way to make a great first impression Yuki!’ The young Senju chided himself internally, hoping the young woman was nice!

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WC: 300

As Nokino slept still in the early hours of the morning, the large wind gales and gusts outside ruffled the leaves of the trees, shaking and dancing in the air under the strong weather harshly moving them. With a loud crack, the tree in front of Nokino's house, and by the same occasion, in front of her bedroom window, splited in half under the pressure of the wind airy storm, sending a large branch trough her window, as well as sending the tree down onto the road, taking with it a chunk of electric cables, now all teared up, zapping away into the street. 

With the noise of the crack, of the glass shattering from the branch launched trough it as well as the noise of the tree, the Iburi girl woke up suddently in a jumpscare motion, gasping and quickly taking in hand the kunai from under her pillow, looking around, breathing fast, her high alert senses woken up by this event. As she saw the broken glass and heard the strong wind outside, Nokino mumbled to herself, and at the same time, the electricity shuted down immediately, closing the lightbulb and the ceiling fan as well, with a big noise of decharging battery.

''Ah for fuck sake...'' Mumbled to herself Nokino, mad about the power. As she got up in her night gown, she yawned and stretched, before getting to cleaning up the window and broken glass, throwing the branch outside back where it came from. The window now patched, she fell back asleep with a grumpy face.

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A few hours later, a bird on the side of her bed woke her up with his chirping, and the still grumpy Nokino shooed him away, throwing her kunai at it, the blade sticking into the wooden floor with a small thud. Getting up with a bad night of sleep and a still mad mind about her broken window, Nokino prepared herself like she always did, donning her usual outfit and getting out to accomplish missions, mainly fixing the power line, as knowing the village structure and rapid responsiveness, she knew there would already be a mission fixed for that.

Walking with a assured foot of someone pissed about their night, Nokino arrived at the mission center with her usual cigarette lit afixed at her plump lips, looking inside. Low and behold, she saw two person she recognized: Xena, the Uchiha girl whom she trained prior to this with, and Yukio, her very own student and genin, a member of his team no less! As she walked toward them, more grumpy than she usually already is. 

''Heya you two. There better be a mission for repairing that god damned electricity down my street.... Oh there is one ? Neet. Also sorry for the rudeness, this woke me up. Lemme start again but more polite. Good morning Xena, goodmornin' Yukio. What are the other missions you're looking at by the way? Care if I join up? good. Also, Yukio, last time you called me Nokino-san. Stick to Nokino-sensei or just sensei, 'aight? good. I'll follow you, lets go!'' said Nokino in a maner first that appeared rude, but then calmer as she took back control of her grumpy self.

Xena wasn't much other then sitting in thought on some steps, the missions were pretty basic, maybe even a tad boring but, that's life, she had too get these done, otherwise she was never gonna move up the ranks, she had a team now but they were no where in sight, apparently 3 others sign up for this mission list, and looking over to her right she could see someone approaching, it was a young male, brown hair, blue eyes. Interesting enough attire aside, they looked like a civilian, though maybe they were a Shinobi, you never know these days, eventually they began speaking and Xena listened. They knew her name, so it was likely they read the mission log, before going on too introduce themselves, Senju Yukio, a interesting name, this was the first time she met a senju, so it was a given that they'd be fascinating too her. It was always nice too meet a new clan, she had only seen the Hyuuga and Uchiha clans so far in her ninja life, which was moderately disappointing, perhaps this would be a new experience, oh, and Nokino, though she was a weird one, a person from some smoke clan or something.

Oh shit speak of the devil, as Xena turned her head too the left she could hear someone else approaching as the Senju said something, she couldn't quite hear it, something about a father. She could spot Nokino approaching, how interesting too see them at the administration building, perhaps they were looking for missions too, and then they began talking, almost irately about the power line mission, supposedly it crushed their housing unit, how sad, they'd have too fix it, though getting close too a live wire is always gonna be dangerous. "You even have a plan on how too fix the live wire Nokino?" Xena asked, her tone not disrespectful, more so just, tired. She didn't seem too say the usual Sensei or San's other people do either out of having never learned it as a kid or just not caring enough too, no one besides herself knew the answer. She sighed sitting up then coming too a stand stretching before looking at the two. "Well regardless lets just get over there, we can discuss the plan while we walk." Having said that Xena began walking towards the mission location, somewhere in the city center of Konoha, she hadn't meant too completely ignore the Senju, her mind just didn't think of saying her name, or really anything after Nokino showed up.

The girl walked with her hands in her robes pockets, her hair getting blown softly back by the wind, it wasn't particularly strong wind, nothing someone cant just walk through as she walked she yawned before commenting. "If we can find the source of the wires electricity we might be able too shut it down and move the line, then just wait for the city's repair too come fix it properly, if that doesn't work i do hope you have idea's cause I'm open too anything." Xena commented not really thinking too much right now, she figured the other two would figure it out, its likely they'd meet their fourth there, probably already working on the power line for all they knew, it would be funny if they had it done before they could even arrive, not that Xena would mind it, and she was relatively sure the other two wouldn't either.

WC:577 TWC:836

As they walked in the streets towards the district where nokino's own home was damaged by the power line and the trees falling due to the precedent storm, she talked with the others two, trying to change her mood to be less grumpy. The scroll for the missions of the day was regular, a casual scroll of missions handed out to shinobi, but the content was magnificient. Nokino could channel her inner anger issues, and use them to profit this very day! First, there was the powerline mission. This was prioritary as it annoyed Nokino as hell. As the group walked toward it from the mission distribution office, she and yukio talked along the way, discussing training of the team Mirai, her own team of students.

Team Mirai made Nokino feel proud, and she tought about it when walking trough the streets of Konoha. The students were always one of her priority, but this time they were not only her own, but her responsibility to teach, train and do missions with. Of course, this was filled with challenges, the first being that one of the member who was supposed to be in the team never showed up, leaving the team with only Matsuda, Yukio and Nokino herself. She would have to find a new student, someone good enough to be part of the team, and fitting in terms of spcecialties too.

Anyhow, she was now arrived at the site of the large catastrophy alongside the group, sighing at the sight of the results of the storm. In the middle of the Ichiraku Plaza, in front of the famously known and old timed establishment of the Ichiraku Ramen Shop, was a little plaza, with normally a few traders stalls and stands, with houses all around. In front of the restaurant was the house and private dojo, a small house tan in color, jammed between the other houses, with a roof of tiles and few large windows, one of them busted by a large branch squewered trough its glass pannel. The doors made of wood were painted with flames of red, bright oranges and yellow, with atop them a white rectangle framed, marked with this print: 消防ジム or fire gym. 

'' 'Aight this is my home. So please lets be carefull when we take on that power pole and lift it up! Lets not get zapped when doing it too, there is wood everywhere from the broken tree that feel into the power line, we wouldnt want to set fire to the place.'' Said Nokino as she got inside of her house. 

Reaching up the stairs she went into her bedroom where the branches fell and broke the window, and threw them outside. A part of the power cables were stuck inside the window, zapping and twirling a bit making one of the large electric metal cannister stuck hanging from the side of her house. With protective gloves to ensure she wouldnt get electrocuted, Nokino removed them from her house quickly, and threw them on the side of the road. At this moment the carriage for the debris arrived, thankfully, and she helped the rest of the group put the brokens parts of it inside the carriage, clearing the road effectively.

'' Good job! Now only to repair my house, but thats a job for another moment. We got still 2 missions to do. Apparently the storm dirtied some tombs too in the graveyard, and a few momuments too. The scroll also says that the old building of the desafected factory of headbands, the one abbandonned a long time ago, got dangeriously damaged by the storm, and we need to blow it up to leave place to modernity and prevent it from crashing down on people.'' Added nokino.

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As the group arrived to the graveyard, they each splitted away to clean parts of the cemetary, dividing better the work to clean them up. As usual, as the graveyard was a plain, the wind could be heard ruffling the leaves of the trees surounding it, making its ambiance serene, calm and peacefull. A nice resting place for the departed. Nokino approached the place of burrial of her parents, and started to clean with a rag and a small bucket of soapy water the tombstones around them, keeping the best, those of her parents, for the end. Some were really old, with the markings and names so washed up that it felt like a thousand years since they were made, commemorating ninja barelly remembered and lost trough time. This made her think of her future, of the legacy she would leave when she would die. She knew she wanted to be remembered for a very long time after she died, but for what? Her skills with a sword? her Abilities of the iburi clan to manipulate smoke? Or her talents as a teacher and provider of knowledge and discipline to the young ones of Konoha? All of this probably was the right answer! As they each cleaned their parts, Nokino went to her parents tomb, and as usual, talked to them a bit to give them news.

''Heya mom, hey 'pa. You'd be proud of me these days. im now a sensei for the village of konoha. An official team leader, your daughter! Im also now taking more and more part of the school system. Im doing a reform of the academy, changing things up, making a difference. And I also am now using your sword 'Pa. Its very good. I adapted it to my style, I know it was more grandpa thing to use it, but now i'm maintaining the legacy of our family and the Iburi. Anyways, see you soon. gotta go !'' Said softly to the tombstone the tall Iburi kunoichi, quickly leaving and joining the others as they went towards the abandonned factory to destroy it. 

The day was slowly fading away, leaving the dawn light of the orange setting sun to illuminate the group of ninja walking toward the warehouses district, where all the factory and assembly lines were, as well as the warehouses close to the place of productions. The building was bulky in size, and it would be hard to destroy and not endanger the other buildings around, or the housing areas with smoke and debris. Nokino waited for the rest of the group to formulate a plan, as she wasnt the best suited for explosives and destructions of buildings. Yukio had wood release surely he could deconstruct a building as well as building one right? Sure if it came down to it, the Iburi had a few fire release ninjutsu techniques down her sleeves, but it would mean a great deal of danger, and a risk of a fire spreading to other parts of other buildings, possibly creating a catastrophe over the village.

''Alright I think i also have an idea for this. If Yukio could do wood techniques to contain the building from falling, we can enter and destroy the pillars that support the structural integrity of the structure, and when we get out Yukio can release his jutsu and make the establishment remains fall appart, that way its collapse can be controled and not dangerous, or at least, not much, to the neihbooring buildings. I can burn pillars with fire release jutsu, as well as control the smoke to not create problems around the town. so when the building is brought down, i'll manipulate its dust and smokes to not spread and be contained here.'' Said Nokino, motivated as always to destroy stuff, especially in this day where she was angry at the damage sustained to her house. It was the perfect time to let some steam off, and channel her anger toward a structure that need destroying. 

As the group proceeded to attack the building according to the plan devised by all, Nokino was reveling in the demolition, happy to destroy stuff and walls, and bricks and stones to relieve her stress. With a large smile, the Iburi danced around gracefully in the debris, casting handsigns to create fire around herself and destroy the place as much as possible. When done, she rushed out swiftly outside of the building, and smiled while the place collapsed on itself. She maintained with one hand a hanseal of Ox, containing the smoke in a bubble arond the rubbles, and resting her katana blade on the ground upside down, resting on it like it was a temporary cane, taking in the scenery of the physics tearing appart the concrete dessicated structure.

''Well that was a good day. I dont wanna be rude, but i'll have to get going right now, as you know, my house suffered a bit from this storm today, so gotta bail, 'aight? See ya!'' Said Nokino, leaving shortly after the place fell down, walking slowly and sheating her katana.

[EXIT]

TWC: 2013

+12,000 ryo

+60 AP

263 WC going to finish Clan Pureblood (from here), 1750WC remaining. 

1500WC going toward Whistle Trigger and 250wc going toward Smoke Veil Mastery[Handseals]

Nokino wrote:

[EXIT]

TWC: 2013

+12,000 ryo

+60 AP

263 WC going to finish Clan Pureblood (from here), 1750WC remaining. 

1500WC going toward Whistle Trigger and 250wc going toward Smoke Veil Mastery[Handseals]

Approved

Yukio looked back towards the entrance of the administration building when he heard a familiar voice call out his name. In walked his sensei and the leader of Team Mirai, Nokino. Her trademark cigarette in her mouth, trailing the scent of herbs and flowers, he gave his sensei a slight bow.

”Good morning, Nokino-sensei! I would love to do a few missions with you! I’ve been getting pretty tired of these constant D-ranks, so I thought some C-rank missions around the town would help. How about you?” Yukio listened closely as Nokino discussed what had happened to her home and the surrounding area with the destruction of the power line. He was happy that the mission he had agreed to take would help resolve that problem for her! Next they needed to repair and clean the cemetery and monuments that were both impacted by the storm, and finally the abandoned headband factory was damaged as well and it needed to be demolished. All in all, a full day of work for the group, but Yukio was excited to get started.

As the group started off down the road, Yukio walked next to Nokino-sensei, talking about team Mirai and the training they had been doing. He was proud of the growth he had made even in just the short time since he had become a Genin. Now he and Nokino-sensei were signed up for the Culling Games, which filled him with both excitement and trepidation. He was almost assuredly not ready to be a Chunin, but at the same time, he had grown by leaps and bounds, so maybe he had a chance? He and Nokino continued to talk about their team as they traveled, soon coming upon a large plaza which had a large tree down in the middle of it.  It had pulled down the power line and the power pole itself. The group decided upon how they would split up the work and got to it. Yukio set into the work earnestly, clearing away debris and removing the broken power pole. Once that was done, he channeled Mokuton chakra through his system and formed another pole in the same place, ready for the technicians to reattach the electrical wires and mounts to it. He also assisted with repairing the wooden buildings that were around the area. Once that was completed, the group was ready to move on to the next area and continue their missions.

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The cemetery and monuments for the fallen was not a place that Yukio visited very often. The area was very tranquil and still, a quiet place to commune with those who have left this world behind. It was a somber affair as the group split up and divided the work amongst themselves. Yukio himself was assigned to clean the monuments to the founding of the village and those lost during the calamity. He approached the first monument with his cleaning equipment, starting first with removing the debris blown in from the storm from around the monument. This place was dedicated to the Uchiha, Senju, and Hyuuga clans. Together, those three formed the very first shinobi village, the Village Hidden in the Leaves. His own ancestors, Hashirama and Tobirama Senju, were responsible for such awesome progress and were themselves considered some of the strongest shinobi in the world. As he cleaned this monument, Yukio dedicated himself to his ancestors. ’Hashirama-dono, Tobirama-dono, I hope you are both resting well. This world has been through many difficulties, Konoha itself through several tumultuous and catastrophic events. Now though, we begin to have some stability. Aokidanza-sama is working very diligently to ensure Konohagakure is protected and prosperous. We couldn’t do this without him. As for myself, well…Hashirama-dono, please forgive my impertinence, but my desire is to surpass even you! I will bring back the lost techniques of the Senju clan and invent entirely new ones. We will make Konoha the greatest city in the elemental nations. I swear this to you.’ Yukio finished cleaning the first monument and began on the second, this one dedicated to the Calamity. He pondered what the world lost during such a massive event. Thousands of lives lost, and most of history destroyed along with them. Could something like this happen again? Was all of the progress they had made since the Calamity doomed to be erased by the hand of an angry god, no more effort than swatting a fly?

It was disconcerting, moving from such a somber, yet happy and proud feeling as he gazed upon the monument to his ancestors, to looking at this dedication to the near extinction of their entire way of life. As he scrubbed and removed the debris from this area, his mind continued to ponder all these things and more. His upcoming Chunin Examination, the training he still needed to do prior, missions to be done, work seemed to never end. Still, after what seemed only an eye blink, he looked out at the two monuments and they gleamed in the sunshine, clean and beautiful. His gaze lingered on the monument to the Calamity, and Yukio came to a conclusion – it did not matter whether or not something like the Calamity could happen again. He would work with his best effort in order to make the world he envisioned a reality. Not because it couldn’t be erased, but because it was right to do so regardless.

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After departing the cemetery, the group headed toward their final destination. Yukio took this time to reflect, walking in companionable silence with the others in the group. He wondered, if only for a moment, if these confusing feelings he felt were what his mother meant when she complained about “damnable teenage hormones,” although part of him felt great offense at this idea. The light in the sky was slowly dipping toward the horizon, dusk fast approaching. With the last of their light, the group arrived at the building scheduled for demolition and devised a plan. Nokino suggested a brilliant plan, utilizing Yukio’s Mokuton chakra to form temporary supports while the others demolished the building and she used her clan’s unique smoke control to ensure the smoke and dust would not bother any of the surrounding villagers. The group quickly set out to work with the plan they devised, Yukio setting in place the necessary supports throughout the entirety of the building. Meanwhile, the rest of the group began demolishing the building. Yukio was slightly annoyed he didn’t get to enjoy the destruction himself, but maintaining this many wooden constructs still took some decent concentration for him. Soon, this would be a cake walk. One by one the true support pillars were destroyed and eventually it was time to bring the building down. With a snake handseal, Yukio released his jutsu, the Senju constructs crumbling to dust and the building coming down in a nice and orderly form with them. Nokino used her smoke control to keep the dust and smoke contained in a large bubble that was slowly released into the air, thus completing their third and final mission.

After a brief goodbye Nokino departed, and Yukio said his farewells to the group too, walking back home.

[EXIT]

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WC: 1,200 | TWC: 1,500

Mission Rewards: 12,000 Ryo, +60AP

25% discount applied for max stats
833WC to Curse Mark Transformation - A rank 1,500/1,500
667WC to Advent of a World of Flowering Trees - 667/2,063

Ryouta had waited for some time for the rest of the group to get here and he had decided in their stead he would begin the mission until they had arrived. Walking up to the storage area where the cleaning tools and supplies were he would grab what he needed to get started; a bucket, some scrubbing tools, cleaning supplies that would not harm or destroy the tombstones, broom and dustpan for any debris. Picking up everything he would begin to head to the back of the cemetery and begin his cleaning. For the most part he would stay to himself cleaning each grave one at a time but giving them all the necessary attention that they needed. He honestly wondered how many of these contained the actual bodies of the departed and how many were truly for show. It made one think if they were high priority targets or had something that could be pilfered or taken after their deaths like an unique bloodline. Of course the Kage would not be buried here that would only incite an issue though they certainly had tombstones in the deeper parts of the graveyard so that people could pay their respects. Where the train of thought honestly had came from was completely random, but he had shook the thought from his mind for a moment to continue his work. After a few rows of graves he would begin to sweep up and stray debris that he was not able to get with his hands and throw it away in the receptacle he had brought with him. Looking back at his work he would nod with a pleased smile on his face as he went on to clean another few rows. As he cleaned he could see a few families coming in to pay their respects to their loved ones and even though he was not used to seeing such an act he would stop his cleaning to watch them.

The act of mourning for a lost one had still been pretty fresh on his mind as the only person he would have lost technically would be his father, but how would he truly mourn for the male? He was equipped with his memories and the feelings that he had when he had created both himself and his brother. But what had made them so sentimental that they brought gifts and talked to the tombstone? Could the departed hear their pleas and how much they missed them? Maybe they could or maybe it was closure for them to truly accept that someone was truly gone. Would he have to do this with his brother? Their Sister? Their foster father and his children? Would he even live long enough to see such things come to pass or would he expire before such things would happen? So many questions plagued his mind but he would not let the load bear him down any longer. After watching for a short moment he would begin to get back to work cleaning the graves until he had finished with another row. After finishing another two rows he would feel as if he had done enough in this area and went to clean and put back the tools that he had used to clean his portion of the graves. He had still not seen anyone come into the gravesite except for those paying their respects, so Ryouta simply thought the group went to deal with some of the other missions which might have been the smarter thing to do. After he finished cleaning his tools, he would hang them back up in the area in which he had gotten the from and before leaving he would head to the back.

Throwing his hood onto his head he would begin to slowly head through the path until he had walked into a completely new area of the graveyard. He knew this area to have a memorial for those lost in wars, heroes of the village and even graves to pay honor to the previous Hokage. While many of these were before his time he walked down the line until he had reached the last grave in the line. While he stared at it for a moment he looked up to see a picture of the 15th Hokage, Ishimaru Shinkou. His amber eyes settled on the picture for a moment as he wondered what kind of a man he was in his living life. Sure he had the memories of the male, but he had only truly heard stories from his sister. Goofy and bubbly he always had his heart set out and for the village even in stressful times. But what made him go the route he did up until his death? Sure he could ask Aokidanza or Goto since they were his sworn brothers, but something about just finding out from the source sounded better. He could...ask his brother as he inherited their fathers bloodline and through that he could get a link however small to the spirit of their father but he knew Nurai was not...ready for that. Even if he had never spoken about he was also torn about why their father did what he did. He hid it in his own way, but remained hardheaded and steadfast.

Slowly he would reach out to touch the picture before taking in a deep breath and putting his hands into his jacket pockets," Well I guess this is the only way I can see you nowadays...staring at a picture and an empty grave. Even if I didn't inherit the Yuumei like Nurai i can still feel you around with me...but what is it you want for me to become? You? Myself? So many questions so little answers. I guess all I can do in the meantime is find my own way right? Sis misses you so much though we should be calling her Auntie she just sees us as more brothers... You left a large hole in her heart, but I suppose that is why you created us...so that she had someone else in the world. We will take care of her don't worry...and maybe we will see one another again. Until next time," he would turn his back to the grave, and a small sense that he had felt better came over him. Adjusting his hood he would head out of the graveyard and head back to the admin building to receive his pay before shortly heading home.

WC: 1,080/ TWC: 1,665

[Exit]
Claiming Mission Rewards
16 Stats
(Wc claims at 25% due to being a fission lc)
750 to Learn Minus Field
750 to Learn Lightning Spheres
165 towards Storage Displacement 165/375