Bar fight! | Mission |

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The small gentle breeze of fall stung at her skin, she always hated the difference of seasons, it made her nose begin to go runny. With her constantly having to wipe at her nose in order to not immediately have them fly on the ground and risk someone being able to trace or find her. All of her belongings were tucked neatly on her. Wakizashi strapped tightly on her back, Katana held at her side in its sheath. Her supplies inside of the small pouch on her right hip. Everything was organized and easily grabbable should she come across any kind of threat. Yet the cold would begin to eat at her if she didn’t get any new pair of clothing soon. She couldn’t keep warmth with just her chakra’s fiery presence alone. Yet she knew she needed money somewhere, or simply a place to stay in case rain would come the following morning.

It had taken her an overly annoying amount of time before she had found her next destination, eyes casting a look of annoyance towards the people when she had entered their small town. Everyone knew that she was some kind of warrior, someone that would not be kind to them if she felt like it. She glanced down at the town itself, long rows of dark houses lining the front of the town, with the occasional alleyway where children and adults were seen rushing in and out of them. Whether it was to play, robbery, or something sinister she did not know. The people around here seemed to be focusing on her. Maybe that way no one would bother her if she decided to simply move into some kind of inn for the night. Her hand resting on the handle of her sword, thinking to herself what she was supposed to do. The townsfolk were already scared, not only that but she needed some place to sleep. Her walking eventually led to her almost bumping into a dark haired child, causing him to trip and fall down onto his butt from the collision. Her head turned to glance at the child, some of the villagers stepping forwards in case she had done something.

“Sorry about that! Watch where you're going,” She said in an overly chipper mood, trying to make sure the people didn’t think she was that much of a monster. She continued to walk forwards. The cold winds continue to rush through from the sky above. Allowing her hair to continue to flow in the wind. It was almost like a fire was lit in her hair at all times. Allowing others to marvel in her looks. She was always like fire, wild and ever changing. Her walk continued, glancing around to see many of the townsfolk slowly begin to feel comfortable around her. She had even seen a few others who definitely were shinobi. She tried to make herself look inconspicuous. Even tying up her hair into a somewhat neat ponytail to hide the fact that she was barely getting by. Yet even when they had taken a glance at her, one of the shinobi, a woman with dark chocolate hair, gave a sweet smile. Winking towards Sukiba before catching up with the rest of their companions. Leaving Sukiba mildly flustered at the insinuation. Yet she quickly continued onwards, hoping to find some kind of place wher she could stay for the night. Yet that’s when she was approached by an older looking man, wispy grey hair almost flying off of his balding head.

“Miss please! Can you help me?” His voice was pitiful, scratchy and high pitched when he had begged for her sudden amount of help. Sukiba eyebrow raised, she should help the man, his small body was in no way able to do any physical activity. Yet she inquired further.

“What do you need help with?”

“These big oafs trampled into my inn! Please help, they're causing such a ruckus in there and none of my patrons want to stay because of them! I-I’ll pay you! Just please help.”

The incentive of money was the last thing she wanted to hear. A sudden joyful smile appeared on her lips. As she knew that this would be the best time for her to finally enjoy herself for the day without wandering around. Motioning the old owner to lead the way, he’d quickly run over towards the bar with her in hot pursuit. Her knuckles cracking from the excitement of finally being able to cut loose. Her hands were pooling with chakra before she eventually made it into the inn with the old man. Where a veritable clusterfuck was beginning to occur. There were at least four of them from what she could see. All of which were holding up bar stools, massive glasses, one of them was holding an entire keg of beer in his hands when she and the old man had appeared. To which the Old man cried out towards them.

“Leave here at once! I’ve called for reinforcements!” He screeched, yet one the four of them glanced at her, they only could burst out laughing at the Old man and her. Her curiosity peaked as to why they were laughing. To which she got her answer only a moment later.

“You bring someone like that to come fight us?! Bwahaha! She probably can’t even hold that sword properly-” A sudden slash appeared right on the man's chest, cutting him off with her holding the Wakizashi in her hands. He had fallen off from the slash, Sukiba suddenly appearing on top of him, stepping right on the cut she had put on him.

“You’re lucky that one was shallow, the next few won’t be.”

The three other goons only stood there in slight shock, confused as to how fast she had suddenly moved. Yet one of them had thrown the bar stool towards her, causing Sukiba to catch the wooden stool, right before she was suddenly tackled by the man. Her Wakizashi slashed at the man's side, before he received a boot to his stomach that sent him back.. The third and fourth had seen what she had done, dark eyes staring at the sunny iris that adorned her face. A bright smile on her lips.

“Now scram! Before I truly decide to let loose!” The two remaining would nod, right before grabbing their friends and making a run for it out of the bar. The few people left in the bar were surprised. Yet the owner would run over to check to see if anything was damaged, right before he had given her a large pouch of Ryo for her service.

“My treat.”

She nodded, before using some of it to buy a small room in an inn to stay at. A yawn escaped her mouth from night beginning to set in. She’d hope to be able to relax for a bit after this, her body resting on the bed right before she had fallen asleep.

WC:1168

Exit + Claims
2000 Ryo + 10 AP

+11 to Vigor = 61 Vigor
Genjutsu Release: 250/250

Genjutsu Release:250/250(Mastered - No Hand Seals

Kashogan:668/2000