Hand in the Cookie Jar - Part 3 - Heading Out

[Junan]

A-Rank: "Hand in the cookie jar"
Brief description: A member of Kushin's Harvester unit has been caught by enemy forces. Recently the Cloud village received a set of demands to be met if the village wants its shinobi returned. Proof of his capture was provided. The village council were unaware of any operation in the area that the Harvester was caught, Kushin being brought before them, questioned and then sent to deal with this personally (all of which will be included in the mission).
Combat: Plenty.

Heading to his home he was in a foul mood. How was he going to go about this mission.

Should he let his subordinate die?

No, Fuka was valuable, also if they found any information they might be able to use that against him. The information that Fuka had on him was pretty damning, however as long as Fuka was around he couldn't say anything himself... else Fuka himself would get in trouble. Kushin had to do something. Yet the more he thought about it the angrier he was getting.

There must have been five of them, the number of blades, the number of surgeries requested... it was a group of five missing nin who had him in this situation.

So... how would he take down five shinobi?

A smile played on his lips. Taking the money they requested from his vault he sealed it into several scrolls which he packed into a bag. After this he went to the hospital. Taking the eyes out he moved to the operating room, placing micro chakra bombs inside them he would use these to help himself during the combat.

Taking his tools of the trade he then picked up the weapons and equipment they wanted, and then sealed those away and placed them in sheaths where appropriate.

He headed to the gates to be let out on his mission.

 

[Santaru Rin]

Jeno gazed out of the arrow slit and into the courtyard. The Gatehouse was still and silent; many of the Deathwatch were asleep, awaiting their various nighttime shifts. Most people didn't try to go missing during the afternoon, because that would just be stupid. No one tried to bust a move at the Gates in broad daylight.

It seemed like nobody wanted to send any messages in the middle of the broad daylight, either, so he was busy staring at the milling masses of day laborers wasting time until they could depart for home.

Someone walked into the courtyard with the charactistic rolling walk of a shinobi--someone who probably should have been strutting, but couldn't be bothered. Jeno squinted. Looked older than Jeno. Probably, thus, more important than he was. Where's Numa? he wondered. Jeno descended the tower and walked out of the postern to greet the other nin. At this distance, he recognized the man at last--one of the Sennin. Man, what the fuck? I don't want to get my balls cut off.

"Uhh, hello Sennin-sensei, um, your papers?" Jeno stammered. With the passport, or temporary mission passport, examined and returned, the young Uchiha would let his superior get on his way.

 

[Junan]

Reaching into his pocket he drew the papers which detailed the mission he was heading on. The return date was relatively short for such a high ranking mission, however with the packs weighing Kushin down it would likely be assumed to be a very important delivery mission. Either way Kushin would be allowed out and without a word headed out.

There was going to be a firefight!

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