Kuro and Zanji mission.

Mission description :

Kuro sat in his house. Content now to strangle and feed peace and quiet a lot of alcohol, before taking advantage of peace. and quiet. “Poor young mrs Peace" Kuro thought. Being used for anothers advantage, but never servicing herself. But at the same time never midning. She is an odd one, but alas, that is her ninja way." Such strange thoughts occured to Kuro this morning, as he started his day like any other. With coffee and eggs. Thoughts of molesting a young and pure hearted maiden, whom did not exist, and was purely a definition of a lack of action. Of course Kuro would never harm any maiden, regardless of moral repute and age. Kuro focused his eyes and mind onto a spot on his coffee cup. The cup itself was made of xeramics, and the person whom he had bought it from had nt like it, due to it’s white color being over glossed by the people whom had made it. It was now basically a mirror. Kuro saw a hawk flying in through his window. Kuro didn’t like hawks overmuch. They were cowardly animals, and they would occasionally steal his bacon, which he carefully rationed and salted for visitors. “Oh no you don’t...” Kuro got up and jumped backwards, catching the beast in his hands. The creature squawked, and Kuro realized that this bird was a summon hawk, for delivering messages in the village. Specifically for jounin, and usually contained to special information and missions for jounins. Kuro opened the package, which was very small. Obviously just a letter. The information that it contained made it clear of why it was so small. (Jounin Kuro you have been called to defend the village from troublesome bandits, we do not know the amount that is attacking, all we can state with certainty is that they will be attacking the north wall in number. You will had assistance on this mission. Report to North side ASAP) The situation it addressed was well known to many of the village jounin’s. It was to do with the ever increasing problems of the bandits. Kuro got dressed hurridley, and within moments of receiving the letter dissipated from the house. Kuro reaperred. on the North side, standing on someones TV arial, probably creating an unwanted interruption. But oh well, the people in this village were getting too fat from sitting down all day anyway, and the one moment that Kuro stood there, getting his bearings, would not do the man, or Kuro any harm whatsoever. Kuro was curious about whom they would send on a missio with him. Should be interesting.


Kuro sat on his perch. A blot in the sky, among hundreds looking in the distance. They thought they were sneaking. Hmph. A few seconds ago he could have actually felt the vibrations of their many footsteps in the distance. Kuro was not sure exactly how many their were, but regardless, they were a threat. And they needed to die. Of course Kuro was talking of the bandits. they were a peculiar evil, a gay and stranger lot who had chosen the to kill others for their own profit, and steal and maim for no other reason than greed. Not unlike ninja were they, including in skill. The lot that Kuro saw before him were probably all c ranked, but fully grown and merciless men. Kuro did not fancy fighting all of them by himself, and would look around for the arrival of his partner on this mission. He better come soon, cuz Kuro was already planning a strategy which mainly included Katon ninjutsu and dethz.

Dice roll

The member 'Kruo' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Basic Dice' : 5

Zanji sat in the confines of his kitchen as he quietly ate his breakfast. He had a assortment of bacon, toast and eggs on his plate. He listened to the silence that filled his home except for the occasional scratching sound of his for on his plate. He remained quite and dignified even within the privacy of his own home. He was raised to always have good manners especially when dinning. He sipped on his orange juice to help wash down some of his meal as his throat felt a little dry. It was a beautiful morning as the suns rays shinned through his window. It did not take him long to finish up his meal and soon he was washing his dishes in his sink humming to himself.

He thought to himself 'Today's going to be a productive day I just can feel it in my bones.' Sure enough his prediction came to pass as he heard the sound of a hawk cry out on his windowsill. He quickly dried his hands and grabbed a spare piece of bacon and walked over to it. He pushed it open and out stretched his hand and the hawk proceeded to jump onto his exposed forearm. The hawk dug his talons grasping his forearm he gently stroked the top of the hawks head and removed the scroll it was carrying and placed it on the floor. He smiled at the hawk and spoke gently to it "Hey there little fella thanks for your hard work here have a little reward." and offered the bacon piece to the hawk and the hawk happily accepted. He walked back to the window lifted his arm up and the hawk quickly took flight heading back to its home.

He bent over and picked up the scroll and began to read it over. Seems like some bandits were coming to attack the hidden leaf village. He shook his head in disappointment. When would these dumb ass bandits learn they can never win against a major villages strength. He crumpled up the scroll and tossed it into the trash and headed for the front door. He stopped by his key holder and attached his weapon pouch to his side and left his home. This mission would not take long to complete especially not against such weak bandits. He could probably dispatch them all in one shot if he so desired. But he wasn't sure of the number of bandits and he wasn't exactly sure how strong they were. He slowly licked his lips as he made for the north gate where he was supposedly going to be getting some back up.

He skidded to a halt as he reached the gate and saw his partner for this mission. He wasn't familiar with the man but perhaps that would change once this mission got underway. He gave a warming smile "sorry I'm late hope i didn't miss all the fun hehe." He outstretched his hands and cracked his fingers. He looked around and didn't see the bandits yet so it seemed he hadn't missed the fun just yet. "So shall one of us take them down or shall we do a coordinated strike against these idiots?"  He  narrowed his eyes as he saw some figures charging towards the gate along the road.  "Well we better decide quickly our seems like our our would be attackers are here." Oh  there were so many painful ways he could easily dispatch these bandits. They sure were arrogant to think that only five men could take on a major village.

"sorry I'm late hope i didn't miss all the fun hehe." Kuro looked behind him. He had been so caught up in him about to murderize every single one of them in one fell weep that he hadn't been watching his back. And he had known someone was coming too... Kuro mentally bereated himself. Kuro changed his tune open hearing his partner, instead of wiping them all out, he inteneded to only incinerate a few. Kuro exhaled after making the appropriate hand seals "Katon,  Great fireball" A large fireball was blasted in the poor bandits direction, slow, but dangerous. The bandits whould be able to avoid it, no problem. But they would all get a little bit roasted, and at least one of them may have perished. However, neither Zanji nor Kuro could see him, due to the fireball in his face.  "So shall one of us take them down or shall we do a coordinated strike against these idiots?" Kuro shrugged for a econd. It seemed clear to him that this man took an enthusiasm to violence, which Kuro instantly did not like. Well, meh. "Gotta get over myself" Kuro thought to himself, enthusiasm was the key to ingenuity and the person whom was more creative tended to do better in fights. Kuro let his resentment for the trait go, and turned to the man. Kuro did not recognise him, which didn't mean much. "I don't really mind. These guys seem to enjoy their taijutsu," Kuro gestured at cruel and serrated weapons the bandits were using "So the smart thing to do would probably to wip them out with ninjutsu. Although if you want to kill them all with taijutsu, I won't mind." Kuro then suited wordss to actions, and punched the closest one n the face so hard that the man would be launched back, flying over the walls of the village that he had so recently climbed. It was unlikely he was dead, or even badly injured. After this, the remaining two bandits would charge at Zanji. Since they probably had a taijutsu skill at about zanji's own level,because bandits tended to love the thrill of killing someone, it made them dangerous to attack in hand to hand. Although Kuro was only estimating, he had no idea of what his mission partner's skills were like, and if he prefered ninjutsu or taijutsu, or whatever. He could only assume. One of them was wielding a katana, and the other a nun-chuck and a very old and rusty looking Kunai. Kuro would elave those two to zanji, confident that his attention to them would soon prove fatal.

Kuro would vault himself over the wall, the edge being quite near, and being very well within his jumping capacity. Kuro would seek after the other three bandits. Not because he felt better than his new partner, but simply because someone had to do it. Heck, he was probably going to some and help him, the other two bandits wouldn't last very long against someone of Zanji's caliber. Kuro came upon the scene of the three bandits. The wisest one had held back a little bit, and was currently tending to one of his comrades, whom was on fire, probably from the fire releae that Kuro had just utilise. The third, whom Kuro had punched, was now running at him, his nose probably broken, screaming "How 'ere ou'" At him. Kuro got ready for the oncoming mellee, crouching low to the ground, in a kneeling position, his legs terse and ready to kick, also being ready to anticipate any kind  of ninjutsu or unseen attacker.

Zanji cracked his toes inside his sandals as he watched the bandits moving closer and closer. Oh how he loved a good fight nothing like it to get the blood properly pumping throughout his system. Well there was a few other things but well he would keep that to himself for now. He watched as his ally used a fireball jutsu sending it straight to the bandits general direction. He ran down the wall being ever so quiet and vigilant as he skidded to a halt. He caught the sight of two bandits and sighed. "Now gentlemen you two seem to be of some intelligence we can do this one of two way the easy way or the hard way." He watched as the two men looked at each other and then back at him and charged at him there weapons drawn. He let out a lament filled sigh as he used his advanced speed and reflexes to easily out maneuver the two bandits.

He raised his hand and waved his index finger back and forth as if he were scolding a child/ "Tsk tsk gentlemen next time you decide to attack a major village bring more back up!" He used his enhanced speed and came up behind one of the bandits and grabbed the bandit and quickly snapped his neck. With a loud crack the bandit fell down to the ground dead. Zanji wiped his hands off on the dead bandits shirt and looked at the other one. "well looks like its just you and me junior come on lets get this over with." He smiled and licked his lips and he watched as the bandit wet himself and threw down his weapon and retreated in terror at what had just transpired. He chuckled and easily out ran the bandit and cut him off and stood infront of him and he spoke in a jokeful happy tone "Hi welcome back!" Zanji then wound up his fist and gave him a hard punch to straight into the bandits face. Blood spurted from the bandits mouth and a tooth came unhinged and fell to the ground. the bandit was bleeding out from his nose profusely indicating zanji had broken the mans nose as he saw that it was now to the side.

He walked slowly to the bandit as if a predator catching its prey. He held up his hands and formed the snake handseal and his right hand darkened as he fromed it into a fist. "Oh looks like i was worng you won't be attacking this village ever again." The bandit let out a loud scream and zanji punched into the face of the bandit. His hand wcaved in the bandits skull like it was a melon and hit the ground creating a impact crater. Dust flew up i9nto the air created from the crushed dirt as he casually strolled out of the dust his right hand reverting back to his original skin tone but dripping with blood. The front of his shirt had bits of brain and bone on it as he looked down. "Aw mann not my favorite shirt!" He growled and pulled out his kunai and watched as a bandit was about to attack the jounin he was working with while he was crouched down. He sighed and turned towards the other two that were back. He smiled and threw two kunai straight into the one man that was tending the burned bandit skull. The kunai would strike true due to his adept level in skill. He whistled as he walked towards the man whom he had just killed with his kunai.

After all weapons were not cheap to buy ad he was a bit on the stingy side when it came to money. He whistled as he pulled the kunai out of the bandit and urned to look down at the horribly burnt one. "Aww you poor thing let me ease your suffering." He held down the bandit and did a swift horizontal slash across the bandits neck. Blood spraying violently as the bandit began to choke on his own blood. Zanji had made sure to slice open the jugular vein. He watched as the man gurgled and gasped for air and twitch and then finally fall silent and lifeless. He bent down and wiped off his kinai blade from the mans shirt and stuffed int back in his weapon pouch. He sighed and smiled as he looked towards his shiobi brother. " Well looks like were all finnihsed up here i'll get started on the paper work you finish off the last one pleasure working with you and hope to see you around." He turned around and headed back to the village a song in his heart as he moved casually as if he had been out on a short walk.

Exit zanji
wc 807
twc 1405

Kuro stopped thinking about the situation that Zanji may or may not have been in, and engaged his opponents. The scared bandit, a rather pretty looking female rogue medic, screamed as Kuro came over the wall. She had been undeniably foolish to attack the village. They all had. Kuro cut he scream short by sprinting around the clsoest opposing bandit, the one whose face he had punched, and kicked her straight in the face. Instant unconsciousness. The Kuro didn't want her disturbing the good people of Kohona, screams tended to be able to carry further than most other kinds of sound. man on fire, Kuro left to his pain. And turned on the man whom was screaming, somewhat cheesed that Kuro had dodged past him so easily. He swung with his left fist, probably becuase his right arm he had landed on, and was a little damadged from his brief flight from only one round with Kuro. Kuro completely ignored the attack. There was no way that any kind if dangerous force was behind it, and the impact was mainly cushioned by Kuro's Jounin vest. The man looked distressed at the dispassionate way that Kuro had ignored his punch. He was so distressed in fact, that he bgun to cry. To Kuro he was now nothing more than an object. Kuro broke him, twisting his head 180 degrees, with a sharp "crack" . Kurothen turned to the two other people, the woman and the man on fire. Kuro walked calmy over to the two, the main had now feinted, but the girl was beginning to wake up. Kuro didn't like to make uncessary jobs for people, and making a mess of a man's body tended to be a little ichy to clean up. And Kuro was rarely the person to clean them up. Ah those sefless cleaners, ugliness and unpopularity, distrust and douchebaggerey being their curses. Well, that was the streyotype. And only an idiot would judge on the stereoype. Kuro was certain that some cleaners must be pretty nice. Such were Kuro's thoughts, as he closed the distance between him and the recently awakened female bandit. Their was nothing in Kuro's eye's as the woman begged for mercy, even as he grasped her head and broke her neck with a savage twist. No blood, she looked as if she were sleeping, were it not for the lack of breathing and the head that could have looked at her bum as she walked. The man whom had been partially burnt to death by Kuro's inital fireball was next. Kuro stamped on his neck, internally decapitating him. Some blood shot out of his nose rather comically, but that was the extent of it. "What violent creatures we are..." Thought Kuro, as he looked across the field of violence. These poor people had been about to trespass a small amount, maybe steal a few things, perhaps a few kills here and there. And now they were all dead. They had been caught intruding on the territory of Kohona, and had such been slaughtered with zero mercy. "This is what I am for. It's what I do. Nothing changes for me. The opponents will only get tougher, and my life will just get bloodier." Kuro summersualted over the wall again, his flight very brief and without incident, landing perfectly on the other side, his feet planting themselve perfectly on the tiles of a house, Kuro balancing himself again. He looked at his fellow killer, He dissaproved of th messy manner of which he had ended the bandit's lives "someone is gonna have to clean thtat up..." Kuro said to himself, quietly enough that Zanji would not hear. Zanji looked at him, and Kuro met his eyes, " Well looks like were all finished up here i'll get started on the paper work you finish off the last one pleasure working with you and hope to see you around." Kuro could not say the same about hte pleasure part. He didn't like the way that Zanji had killed them "Oh grow up" Kuro thought to himself "You did notice how you snapped the girl's neck right? that was enough to make anyone feel a little sick on the inside. You included. Talking of being included, last I checked, you are the same person as him. Pretty much, same purpose, your victims won't know the difference." Kuro conceded to his own mind, it made a fair point. He nodded at Zanji, and left without harm to himself or anyone else, making his way back ot his house.


605 + 603 + 762 = 1970