Mission Title: Ethics in Question
Type: Solo Modded Mission
Participant: Tatsuo
Moderator: Shieo
Rank: S
Concept: With the recent arrival to Kumogakure, Tatsuo is faced with a challenging scenario. With his ethics held fast, and the soon to be discovered reality of some of Kumogakure's necessary evils. During a casual stroll,
he finds himself venturing into a distant small-town in Lightning's country, given the tasks of simply observing the lay of the land and understanding the newfound responsibilities as a Kumogakure shinobi.
During his travels he comes face to face with a squadron of ethically questionable Kumogakure shinobi, employing a slowly growing archaic technique employed in the CPSS as they make efforts to coerce youth into the Shinobi forces, against their wills and those around.
... A week has passed, Tatsuo had been travelling throughout the lands of Kaminari no Kuni. His task was nothing short of mediocre; however it was key in developing fundamental knowledge of his new village's influence around the lands, and the task-coordinators knew this. Thus he was tasked with scouting the country in a 'at-a-glance' speed, to have a general understanding of where particular villages, landmarks and various tactical vantages were. Throughout his venture, there was little excitement; other than the occasional greeting from locals, and others giving him a look of relative disdain simply by him adorning the headband of Kumogakure no Sato. Anytime he decided to stay at an inn of sorts, they would interact if only minimally to serve him and be done with it.
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Which leads us to today, the young Jōnin found himself walking into an otherwise unassuming town, there were people strolling around with lazed purpose and intent to complete their days as soon as they had started them. There was an air of the rural life, a fresh smell of baked bread and in the distance lingering smells of fresh cow manure; a lulling sense of strange comfort for many, and certainly the folk that inhabited the town. Some passed by him with curious glances, none of which gave off any direct sense of disdain. With the sun nearing it's high, the day was warm and gave off plenty of light to observe the clockwork efforts of the locals. He had found himself exploring the streets for somewhere to settle down for a lunch, with a growing smell of soup in the air and the quiet bustle at the end of an alleyway, Tatsuo had been lulled like a mouse to cheese; being welcomed into a restaurant and offered a fairly reasonable cost for a large load of food, before he knew it a few hours had passed, between feasting and talking with a friendly waitress. As he prepared to depart, she stopped him with a ...
"Oh! Before you go~ I heard that there was some other Kumogakure shinobi in town, friends of yours? They looked to the rugged sort you know." She had paused and tapped her plump lips a moment afore continuing. "On second thought, they wouldn't be the sort you would be familiar, you're too sweet. But best of luck on your travels! Kaminari no Kuni is a beautiful country, certainly worth the travels. -- And take this, to help with your travels and to remember this town by!" She had given him a baguette bread, he could tell it was quite fresh. While departing, she had been waving him off.
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Walking back out into the streets of town, the sun had cast a lower light; although still present. Strolling back towards the main-road, which required to pass through the same alleyway- heavier shadows cast inside with the lowered sun.As he drew closer, the sounds of a number of people became present; they sounded panicked. "Come now! Stop strugglin- ! Tch you stupid cow!" A cold sensation would run down his spine, as a sound of flesh to flesh was heard, followed by a strained and muffled scream.
Around the corner, and looking into the alleyway. Tatsuo would quickly discern the details of the situation with the trained senses of a shinobi; and ultimately the instinct of a fighter. The alleyway itself was between thirteen to fifteen feet wide; from the end he was on to the main-road was approximately a hundred feet, a heavy over-shadow covered the alley with a blanket of contrasting darkness. Standing at the half-way mark were four figures, one of which appeared to be a young-woman; perhaps in her early twenties struggling under the weight of a lithe man; who even under this light looked incredibly pale.
The other two stood watch, each facing towards one of the alley-way openings. One was darker ethnicity, smaller in build, snow white hair and ice blue eyes; and definitely a woman with a quick glance; she was the one facing towards Tatsuo's entry. Immediately as she saw you, her voice cut into the air with a sharp "Boss, company!" It was then, you noticed the headbands-- All were Kumogakure in origin.
It was then, when the third and final looked over his shoulder. Markings underneath his golden eyes, his skin nearing the same color as his eyes with a matted fade to it. Standing a whole foot taller than Tatsuo, and merely squinted.
As if anticipating the young-man's movements.
"H-H-.Mfmgh.. Help!" An iced voice from the struggling woman sent the signals... What will come of this?
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