”This seems to happen every single holiday. A bunch of brigands get together and take advantage of the holiday mascot, using its likeness to commit atrocities. Honestly, it is disgusting and somewhat disrespectful to the spirit of the holiday,” he said to himself, reading the briefing that had been left on his doorstep the proceeding date. Seems as if Shinn were on clean up duty. He was to clean up the streets, this time from a bunch pumpkin wearing buffoons that were hitting small little merchant shops. The young Akechi knew that it was for a good cause but part of him couldn’t shake the feeling that he was getting the bitchwork of the village, and that this mission was more suited for an ANBU in Training. After all, he was a Med Nin… Well, a Med Nin in Training, after his demotion and this job was a little too far left of his actual field.
Madoka Kei”Sad to say but it makes sense. Actually, it’s pretty smart for a bunch of criminals. Pumpkin heads roaming the streets in the middle of Halloween aren’t going to draw any suspicion, and even if the unfortunate victim manages to send someone after them, they’d be too difficult to spot in a sea of costumes.” Kei rationalized, combing through her long brown hair as she stared at herself in the mirror. Even amidst a serious conversation, she still found time in front of the mirror for putting on makeup and the like. ”It’s probably a decently sized group, judging by how they’ve been set up. Maybe 8 to 10, each with varying heights and weights so it’s hard for the standard ‘police’ force to come up with potential suspects.”
”So we set up a sting. Scare one of the more successful merchants into allowing us to set up a little honeypot for our guests. Make him seem vulnerable, however, make it seem like he’s carrying the most product that he’s ever held. Allow them to take it and then I take them out,” Shinn spoke, confidently laying the foundation of a traditional sting operation, one that would allow them to take advantage of greed to ensnare the gangsters into a large net.
”Sounds good. I’ll handle the owner and get the players into position by dropping some hints around the back channels. What makes you think they’ll come though?” Kei asked, curious to what Shinn would say in response.
”Criminals are stupid. Their minds are clouded by greed. Despite that ominous sinking feeling in the pit of their stomachs, they’ll convince themselves that it is safe… because they are stupid.” Shinn responded, Kei laughed and they both moving into position.
”Looks like it’s already getting started.”
”AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
”Shut uuuupppppp BITCH!!!! We told you not to scream!!!”
”I gave you everything. Just ggggooooOOOOOO!!!!” Kei screamed, attempting to hide the smirk on her face as she jumped beneath the counter, the 7 brigands scrambling out of the door in haste. It seemed like they were in the clear, until they realized something peculiar.
As they blasted out of the store, they noticed that the clear blue sky had been replaced by clouds of rain, the sand beneath them transforming into something rather muddy. The group also noticed that the once crowded section of this “merchants’ lane” had been replaced with one single ANBU, standing in the middle and holding a pumpkin-headed individual on his arm. ”Trick or treat,” Shinn giggled, dropping the body on the floor, the sound of the body hitting the wet sand amplifying the sound all around the young shinobi, allowing him to see exactly where everyone was.
”OOOO Shi—“ Shit was the term this unfortunate thief was probably looking for but he was interrupted by a sharp pain in his chest where a bamboo stick was driven into his chest. ”1.” Shinn laughed, moving toward his next target as his first fell to the ground. ”2.” A slap to the neck before the thief could respond to his instinct to run. ”3.” Four Kunai went flying after number three. He had gotten the farthest but suddenly felt his knees buckle, a called shot with a throwing weapon that completely disabled the man. ”4 and 5.” The two men leapt toward the young Akechi, defying their natural instinct of flight and opting for a more honorable strategy. The thieves proved that they weren’t cowards but Shinn was a shinobi. They raised their pikes over their heads ready to pounce on the young shinobi. However, Shinn was too fast, he spun to face them and planted his bamboo sword right on their chins’. ”6.” Number 6 wanted to strike Shinn from behind but started to run after witnessing the double knockout. The pumpkin head only made it a couple of steps away before he suddenly felt a slight crack on his neck, the sword slamming into the back of his skull.
”Where is number 7? I don’t hear him.”
”Knocked him out already. I wanted in on some of the fun. I mean he called me a bitch!”
”Of course.”
[WC: 852]
[Mission Complete]
Madoka Kei
”So we set up a sting. Scare one of the more successful merchants into allowing us to set up a little honeypot for our guests. Make him seem vulnerable, however, make it seem like he’s carrying the most product that he’s ever held. Allow them to take it and then I take them out,” Shinn spoke, confidently laying the foundation of a traditional sting operation, one that would allow them to take advantage of greed to ensnare the gangsters into a large net.
”Sounds good. I’ll handle the owner and get the players into position by dropping some hints around the back channels. What makes you think they’ll come though?” Kei asked, curious to what Shinn would say in response.
”Criminals are stupid. Their minds are clouded by greed. Despite that ominous sinking feeling in the pit of their stomachs, they’ll convince themselves that it is safe… because they are stupid.” Shinn responded, Kei laughed and they both moving into position.
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”Looks like it’s already getting started.”
”AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”
”Shut uuuupppppp BITCH!!!! We told you not to scream!!!”
”I gave you everything. Just ggggooooOOOOOO!!!!” Kei screamed, attempting to hide the smirk on her face as she jumped beneath the counter, the 7 brigands scrambling out of the door in haste. It seemed like they were in the clear, until they realized something peculiar.
As they blasted out of the store, they noticed that the clear blue sky had been replaced by clouds of rain, the sand beneath them transforming into something rather muddy. The group also noticed that the once crowded section of this “merchants’ lane” had been replaced with one single ANBU, standing in the middle and holding a pumpkin-headed individual on his arm. ”Trick or treat,” Shinn giggled, dropping the body on the floor, the sound of the body hitting the wet sand amplifying the sound all around the young shinobi, allowing him to see exactly where everyone was.
”OOOO Shi—“ Shit was the term this unfortunate thief was probably looking for but he was interrupted by a sharp pain in his chest where a bamboo stick was driven into his chest. ”1.” Shinn laughed, moving toward his next target as his first fell to the ground. ”2.” A slap to the neck before the thief could respond to his instinct to run. ”3.” Four Kunai went flying after number three. He had gotten the farthest but suddenly felt his knees buckle, a called shot with a throwing weapon that completely disabled the man. ”4 and 5.” The two men leapt toward the young Akechi, defying their natural instinct of flight and opting for a more honorable strategy. The thieves proved that they weren’t cowards but Shinn was a shinobi. They raised their pikes over their heads ready to pounce on the young shinobi. However, Shinn was too fast, he spun to face them and planted his bamboo sword right on their chins’. ”6.” Number 6 wanted to strike Shinn from behind but started to run after witnessing the double knockout. The pumpkin head only made it a couple of steps away before he suddenly felt a slight crack on his neck, the sword slamming into the back of his skull.
”Where is number 7? I don’t hear him.”
”Knocked him out already. I wanted in on some of the fun. I mean he called me a bitch!”
”Of course.”
[WC: 852]
[Mission Complete]