The Locally Sourced Organic Resort!

Mission Details:

Dressed in the garbs of an attendant, conviently purloined from the resort’s well stocked storage facilities, katsuragi is seen moseying on by through the many patrons enjoying their time in the lavish resort. The bandit, now with the mass tourist trap of a village, made venture to the high roller club. His peering gaze scans the room, laying eyes on all thr rich saps gleefully giving up their meaningless coin in a game of chance.

His sights hones in on one person sitting at the table. With the help of his byakugan, he didn’t need to turn his head. However, not risking to drawing any attention to himself… yet, he continues as he were. “Mhmm”, he muttered with extreme affirmation.

Katsuragi was quite fond of such games, his need for high risk behaviors has gotten him in more trouble than rewards earned. Nevertheless, he of course presses onward to chase the dragon tail. The high he got from it was well worth it. He of course took note of how packed the resort was; such a mental note could prove useful in the future.

However, at this moment in time, he wasn’t here for pleasure. He was here to find out the source of the organ trade. Before Katsuragi got here, he had heard of such dealings taking place on an island south east of Pelican Prison; it was all due to his underworld connections of course, as he was a bandit who has indeed done business in the black market. It was a good thing, through his charm, fate would afford him access to the village’s mission board posting.

Start of Flashback:

Katsuragi is seen sitting on a bench, watching a certain individual fumble through lose papers and documents. The clumsy individual passes Katsuragi, dropping a piece of paper in front of him. The bandit casually picks it up, and reads the document in full. It described the mission entirely, its details, where to turn it in, and of course the payout.

“Mmhmmm, hold up now…”, he said as he rubbed his bare chin.

End of Flashback:

Katsuragi was now seen tending to a bar, as per a guest‘s request. He of course needed to keep up the guise of an attendant. But what he really needed, was to get back into the high roller room. The man at the end of the table, was a trafficker of all sorts of “commodities”. He he were to figure out who was really in charge of the alledged organ trade, Kim Jinsoo would be his best bet. Hell, he might even be running the damn thing.
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TWC/ 435
TMWC/ 435/ 3,000

Recently, Junko found herself under a considerable amount of stress due to rumors of an organization that had been operating an underground market for organs. It’s presence honestly surprised her, she wasn’t against organ, trading if she was, she wouldn’t be as close to Akabayashi as she was. The issue was they had “allegedly” been kidnapping people, removing whatever organ they wished, then after healing them, they’d drop them somewhere seemingly random within the village. Unfortunately, they have recently been kidnapping more than one person at a time and have gotten a bit sloppy with their cover-ups.

Thankfully due to Junko’s connection to the people of the village, she had a few allies who watched her back from the shadows and would occasionally gather a bit of information for her. One of those previous connections was now the owner of the Red Moon resort, a young man who she had helped set up with his now wife. He had recently informed her that one of his employees had potential information on who the next target was. After discussing what was said with the employee, Junko dispatched a group of guards to the target's house and thankfully they had managed to step in before anything could happen.

Finally, they had put a small dent into their plans and now knew of a few individuals who were at least involved. After pulling whatever information about them that she could from the records of the spa and village, Junko was able to pin down a few key members of the operation. However, she remained worried about those who chose to be more secretive and needed to know some more information before making any bigger moves against them. Though normally she’d send somebody in her stead, but most of the shinobi within her forces were rather well known so their cover would be blown quite easily.

Though her name and face were well known, if she altered her look a bit she believed she’d be able to blend in with a crowd. She was mostly known for her beauty, but admittedly she had a rather plain-looking face. The only distinguishing feature she had was her bright red eyes, other than that she looked like any other passerby. She’d take a few days to prepare a disguise and craft a personality that was a bit more like her clone Jun. If she was going to pull any kind of information from them, she’d need to play the part of an airheaded and easily manipulated young woman.  

Finally, the night came for her “shift”, and after disguising herself Junko would head out to the resort. Her attire was the same as the other attendants at the spa, though she had opted for a smaller size than normal in order to enhance her features. Instead of the long black hair that sat atop her head, a blonde, realistic-looking wig laid neatly in its place. Brown contacts had covered her red irises, and she wore a bit of makeup to give her face a more chiseled look. Once at the resort, she’d quickly get to work tending to a few different tables within the same vicinity of the targets.

She had also been told that there would be one other joining her in this mission, though she wasn’t too certain who it was. Junko would peer over the chakra of those she interacted with in an attempt to ascertain who within the crowd was there to assist her. Soon she’d notice a man she had never seen before, though his chakra was seemingly more powerful than the civilians that inhabited the resort. He looked to have some sort of dojutsu active as he moved towards the bar, though she wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing.

Soon she’d find herself at the table where the targets had been sitting, and with an upbeat and flirtatious demeanor, she started by taking their drink orders. After taking a few moments to talk them up and attempt to get them to warm up to her, she’d make her way over to the bar. If her partner was still making drinks, Junko would walk up beside him and hold out their ticket to him with an alluring smile. She’d speak up in her normal melodic voice and would attempt to hold eye contact with him as she talked.

”I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here before, first day? I’m Mai, and you must be the one the owner said would be working with me today. Here’s the drink ticket for table 8 if you wouldn’t mind helping me make them.”

Patiently she’d wait for a response, hoping he was getting what she was saying.

WC: 787

“Ok 1/2 ounce of vodka, 1/2 ounce of gin, 1/2 an ounce of ru-“, his creation interrupted by a ungodly scene of tickets flooding the well. He couldnt believe what he was seeing. One after one, a seever would drop off a ticket with drink orders; there were atleast 3 drinks per ticket, and they weren’t the same. Lucky, due to his all seeing eye. He didn’t have to move as much, he could see where everything was. A simple reach around, bam! A shot glass, beer glass, hell any bottle he needed was in sight! As he blazed through the drinks, he couldnt help be understand how bartenders could do their job without a doujutsu.

A server appears to fetch her drinks, “Um, I think this drink is missing a few garnishes…and this one too!”, she stated as she meticulously inspected the drinks before her. Her tips were at stake, and she couldn’t risk it.

Katsuragi retorts “Garnish it yourself! Can’t you see I got tickets out the ass!”, the server scoffs while taking the drinks after she fixes them. “You still have to tip me out!”, Katsuragi exclaimed as he finally gets a hold of the orders. “JA-shin!, I almost forgot why I reall- upt!”, he sees another server appear before him. The red eyed doe trots up to him with yet another ticket. “Uh yeah yeah, I just started here. Katsuragi, Bartender and uh…”, he notices that this order came from table 8, the highroller club. And on it, a similar drink that the man in question was drinking. Interesting…

In a brief moment of silence, the bandit from Tanzaku Quarters already devised a plan on how to get the VIP to talk about his organ trade business. If he could get the details to the precious pipeline, he could get a percentage of the trade after knowing the routes of which they took.

‘If I pour heavy, I can get him loose enough to start talking. But then the attendant would be ever so watchful, due to the tab increasing. Ugh…, I have no choice, I gotta work with her. Besides, she’s a server, a hustler, there’s no way she would turn down a chance to make even more money’, he schemes further, ready to add the attendant before him in his web of illegal activities.

“Ight, listen up. Ima make these drinks, but I need you to sell the shit out of this one here. Make him order atleast three of these”, he sets aside the VIPs drink while explaining just who the VIP looked like. It had a slight glow to it, due to the light hitting the glass. It was as potent as it was mystifying. As it should, since it was basically a long island…double”, Katsuragi streched the coller of his shirt as he awed at his creation. He couldnt help but think that if someone really ordered a long island, and made it a double, they really had a problem.

“You get him drink these, he’ll be overtipping in no time! You in? If anything happens I’ll help out.”, he hopes to hear the correct answer.

The Barback saunters in with buckets of ice, refilling the well. “Oh, my god! Thank you man! I needed that, you a true barback you know that!”, he turns around to the now bright eyed employee, he embraced Katauragi’s words wholeheartedly. “Um, why are you standing there all glass-eyed? There’s work to be done! All those simple syrups need to topped off, the glasses cleaned, of and we need some rum too. Lets bust of move!”, the barback scurries off with vigilance. Katsuragi, smirking just a bit, turns back to The attendant.

“Let’s hear it? You gonna get this guy plastered or what?”
—-
TWC/ 1,060
TMWC/ 1,847/ 3,000

Junko smiled brightly as he took the ticket from her and introduced himself as Katsuragi. ‘So this is our newest and potentially most concerning visitor’ she thought to herself as she inspected him. She recalled looking over his paperwork a few days ago and had noted his previous stay at Pelican Island. However he hadn’t lied at the gates, so maybe he was turning over a new leaf and was trying to make his way in the world as she had once sought to do. From the start, she wanted Tsukigakure to be a home for those rejected by society, and seemingly it was becoming that.

After a moment of silence between the two of them, he spoke up and agreed to make the drinks but requested that she push the target to order at least three of them. Her gaze would briefly shift to look at the drink, she could nearly smell the alcohol coming off of it, but she’d look back at him once more as he mentioned that the man would surly be tipping generously, and assured her that if anything happened, he’d step in. Clasping her hands in front of herself, Junko would give him a bow with an excited look on her face. Playing a damsel in distress was easy enough and he seemingly had a plan so she was happy to go along with him. Admittedly she was curious to see what his plan was, and what he intended to do with the information once he got it.

Junko listened as he both praised and chastised one of the other employees in nearly one breath. She couldn’t help but let out a light giggle as she watched their interaction, though she’d offer him a nod as he asked if she agreed or not.

”Well Kat, if I may call you that, I think I can agree, splitting the tip 50/50 right? I know you’ll be making the drinks but I have to be the one interacting with the guy, I’m sure you understand.”

She’d offer him a smirk as she finished speaking, though she didn’t really need the money, she just wanted to see how open to negotiations he was. Admittedly she felt a bit guilty, she was kinda testing him without him knowing. Though he did sign the paperwork that allowed him to be monitored, so at least legally she was all right. If he agreed, Junko would wait for the rest of the drinks to be made before then returning to the various tables, saving the targets for last. With ease, as normal, Junko worked her charm as she interacted with the main target and the few others that sat among him. As she placed the drink in front of him, she’d passively mention that it was her favorite drink and that he hoped he liked it.

After offering them a bow and a flirtatious smile, Junko pranced off towards another table to quickly take their order. It was odd to be back in a restaurant environment, she was used to the calmness of her office and felt a bit of stress as she actually worked the job. Thankfully a few waitresses saw her beginning to drown and decided to assist her. Most of the people she interacted with were rather pleasant, it was clear she was new to the position and due to her cheery, charming demeanor, she was able to skate by. Soon she noticed the man needed another drink, he had drank it rather quickly, which she was happy to see.

Presenting herself in front of them once more, she’d ask if he’d like another in a flirtatious tone. Thankfully he agreed, and a bit jokingly Junko would offer to bring him two. To her surprise, after he briefly looked at the others sitting with him he’d simply say “fuck it” and asked her to bring him two. She’d lightly clap her hands and give him an excited smile, before praising him and trotting back to the bar. With a bit of a smug look on her face, she walked up to Katsuragi and handed him another drink ticket with the table's order.

”He’s trying to show off, so would you make me two more?”

She’d place her hands on her hips and smile at him as she waited for him to make them.

WC:732
Total WC; 1519

His left eyebrow arched upon hearing the waitress’ offer, 50/50. He knew not of her past on how she dealt with making deals, but according to Katsuragi’s, heist or no heist, the one wity plan gets the higher cut. He thought this was common knowledge; perhaps the did things different here on this island? Usually, this would be the part where he would counter with a 70/30 deal, the 70% swinging his way of course. What Katsuragi was interested in was the organ trade routes. How and where the stuff was transported, and how it was getting into the village. Port by port, be would utilize the information to capitalize on the financial gain from a multi million ryo industry. The underground black market thrived on the organ/human trafficking business. Good thing for him his “co-worker” wasn’t aware of that.

After finishing the drinks, he rest them before her. “Surrrre, what a fantasic idea~”, his grin more menacing than the Chesire cat. ‘Ha, what a mark. This shit couldn’t be anymore easier.’

Fast foward, Katsuragi, watching his partner in crime from afar, fixes up his attire before stepping away from the bar. He walks towards the manager, and bumps into him on purpose. Katsuragi of course excuses himself, for his intentional mistake. “Whoopish, forgive me Manager Man”, he said while continuing on his way.

His sauntering towards the private office, attracting no one including the manager who seemed to be busy with a questionable female guest, was accompanied with the foresight to set up shop for his special guest. He arrived at the office, only to dig through his tight left pocket to retrieve a lone golden key. The same key his purloined from the busy Manager Man. Pickpocked, a skill learned during his youth in Tanzaku Town, when he was out of jail of course.

As time past, after he set up the office. He was now seen back behind the bar, just in time to meet the waitress. “Oh yeah? Heard!”, he knew that if the mark managed to finish the first drink, there was no way he would taste the liqour from the rest of the drinks. He nodded his head up and down woth guilty intentions and gleeful rhythmical taps with his right foot.

“Here you go!”, the drinks were done. And one the mark would finish the the drinks, Katsuragi would step in should the drinks be brought over.

Within the VIP section, a lone figure was running around the room with loosely worn clothing. Chips and dice were tossed everywhere in the drunken mad man’s wake. “Showtime…”, Katsuragi said while entering the room. Katsuragi charges towards the drunken man, who was currently dancing on top of the table. He leaps towards the man, wrappibg his arms around the his waist as he brings down the mark. The loud thump, along with the drunken antics, caused most of the guest to run out of the room in panic. Katsuragi, now standing up right with the drunken man in a head lock with his left arm wrapped over the back of the man’s neck, address the many great guest of this great resort. Those who were still there of course among the the chaos.

“Don’t worry yall, everything his under control. *throws a slap across the man’s face* Hurry up and cash out! We gotta talk!”, the drunken man barely registered what Katsuragi said. “Oh yeah…”, he throws money from his pocket towards the dealer who wasnt leaving till she got paid, and some money towards Katsuragi’s partner in crime should she be there.

After all was settled, he guides the man towards the office. If he saw the waitress along the way he would respond. “Thanks for the help! I’ll sober him up and uh… yeah! Bye!”

Katsuragi would take him to the office, pull any information out of the loose lips drunk man, and leave him in the office for the authories. He was knocked out of course before he left.

The manager of course intercepts Katsuragi, blocking his path. “Thank you so much for your help. I should promote you to head of security.”

“Mhmm, I’ll get back to you Manager Man! Lemme go on lunch first. He pulls a lighter and a joint out after walking away, smoking it with blissful glee wity a job well done and his cover not blown.
—-
Exit/ Claiming 9,000 ryo +7,500 ryo A rank bonus, 45 AP converted to 2,250 ryo. 18,750 ryo in total.
TWC/ 1,790
TMWC/ 3,309
705 for Hiding with Camouflage Technique V7,  Previous Training. 1,125/1,125(reduced wordcount due to Maxed stats)
1,085 words for Wind Release: Zephyr Blade 1,085/1,125(wordcount reduced due to maxed stats)

Katsuragi wrote:
Exit/ Claiming 9,000 ryo +7,500 ryo A rank bonus, 45 AP converted to 2,250 ryo. 18,750 ryo in total.
TWC/ 1,790
TMWC/ 3,309
705 for Hiding with Camouflage Technique V7,  Previous Training. 1,125/1,125(reduced wordcount due to Maxed stats)
1,085 words for Wind Release: Zephyr Blade 1,085/1,125(wordcount reduced due to maxed stats)

Approved!

Once the drinks had been handed to her, she’d saunter over to the VIP’s table and serve them to him. After only a short while the man began to make a fool of himself, loudly yelling at various waitresses and patrons. Seemingly the man had a bit more than he could handle, and Junko briefly felt as if her mission was in jeopardy. Thankfully her “partner” seemingly had it handled as he tackled the man to the floor after an outburst. Playing the part of “damsel in distress” Junko would immediately call for backup, and help calm the other customers who witnessed the ordeal.

Once the man had closed out his tab and tipped heavily, she watched as Katsuragi took the man to the main office. During this time, Junko would step into one of the large freezers in the kitchen, and once alone she’d activate her Ketsuryugan. Though she couldn’t hear what was being said, she watched as Kat began to question the man. After a few minutes, he exited the room, leaving the target unconscious in a chair. With Kat gone, Junko would leave the walk-in freezer and head to the office.

Using the mind-reading technique, Junko would sift through his memories of the last 24 hours and collect various kinds of juicy secrets about the organ trade. There was mention of a warehouse that was used to keep stock, and immediately she knew that it would need to be raided. Once the “proper” authorities showed up, Junko would pull them into the office and give them a briefing on what had happened. With the man arrested, Junko would finish out her shift at the resort, not wanting to leave them short-staffed

(EXIT)

WC: 284
Total WC: 1803

Mission Rewards: 9,000 Ryo / 45 AP
Doubled by beloved presence to: 18,000 Ryo / 90 AP
90 AP converted to 4500 Ryo
+10,000 Ryo from rank
Total Ryo : 32,500

WC claims:
1803/5000 Talented Ninjutsu (due to it not being my main spec it doubles the cost, but I'm going to use a Sakura Corps Loyalty Coupon for half price, making it 5k again)

Junko Tsukiko wrote:
(EXIT)

WC: 284
Total WC: 1803

Mission Rewards: 9,000 Ryo / 45 AP
Doubled by beloved presence to: 18,000 Ryo / 90 AP
90 AP converted to 4500 Ryo
+10,000 Ryo from rank
Total Ryo : 32,500

WC claims:
1803/5000 Talented Ninjutsu (due to it not being my main spec it doubles the cost, but I'm going to use a Sakura Corps Loyalty Coupon for half price, making it 5k again)

Approved!