[legend="[size=5]Super Amazing Wagon Adventure![/size]"]It was another of those days, Junko had been sat down in the mines protecting the workers but there wasn’t much she could help with at the moment due to her lacking the needed skills. She was waiting in fact for material to be delivered from a village across the country, mostly lumber from one of the more lush areas as well as basalt and marble, but they were running a day late. Junko let out a slight yawn as she watched the men at work when out of the darkness scurried a small animal, a ferret to be exact. It was clad in a small, grey jacket and had a scroll attached to it, it would hop onto her lap and offered the scroll on its back, once take it would dart of into the shadows. Junko opened the scroll and read the contents quickly before standing up and moving over to the foreman of the site and showing it to him and he was just as unimpressed as her. Seems that early on yesterday the caravans transporting the materials were attacked, and had to turn tail back to their village and refuse to leave without some kind of escort and of course that would be Junkos job.
Quickly she got herself organized and left the village, heading on a fairly laborious journey to a small mining and lumber village near the northern borders. The journey was made quicker for the girl as she allowed herself to open the first gate of the Hachimon, giving her a considerable speed boost and before the sun could even set, she had arrived at the village and was greeted by the towns folk there who it seemed had been waiting. They were concerned that only she had come but she assured them that she was more than enough to handle a bunch of thugs, especially now that they had done something to piss her off. Junko would spend the night in the village, it would be difficult to travel at night after all and come morning they set on their way, over two dozen wagons, piled high with materials and being pulled by over one hundred Bison, it was quite impressive Junko had to admit. She took the lead of the caravans, keeping her eyes open and the first day went by with barely a noticeable hitch and they passed the point of the previous incident with relative ease. They would settle down for the night, with Junko being sentry and again in the morning they would set off early, it would be another two days of walking with the speed they were moving and Junko wouldn’t get a moments sleep through any of it.
It was the second day the raiders attacked again though and unsurprisingly a sleep deprived and grumpy Junko would face them head on before they could harm any of the caravan workers or their Bison. “Listen… I’m tired, so can we get this over with quickly, ehh?” They didn’t seem to be listening and the red headed girl would sigh loudly. “Do I really have to beat the lot of you to a bloody pulp? Can’t you just like, I dunno, fuck off back to where you came from so I can get this cargo and these people to their destination?” That seemed to get their attention, the thought of her beating up their rather large group seemed comical to them, Junko however didn’t find their amusement pleasant at all and she’d flicker over to one of them and head-butt him straight to the ground, head pouring with blood, which shut them up real fast. “Why do people like you never take me seriously? I have to hurt you to make you see? Just for once I want someone to take my word as fact and proceed to piss themselves but noooo, I got to deal with chuckle heads like you and it’s so fucking boring I could vomit. Now go on, leave.” The group were pretty taken aback by the girls speech though quickly they put her taking down of their friend down to simple luck and came to the conclusion that she was scare and trying to avoid a fight. They would quickly circle her and she’d just raise a hand to her nose and gently massage the bridge. “Fucking… uugh…” She would crouch down and place her hand to the ground, feeling it for a moment before suddenly jumping twenty or so feet into the air and then, clenching her fist she would aim for the spot on the ground she just took off from and would return to the ground with an almighty crash as her fist shattered the ground and sent tremors to all the thugs around her, sending each and every one of them into the air at least one hundred feet, only to be re-introduced to gravity as they plummeted to the ground painfully. At that point, Junko would re-join the caravan and signal them to keep on moving, clearly happy that she had won at this point. The remainder of the journey was uneventful and the materials were delivered, time for a long, much needed sleep.
[WC - 876]
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