Name: Patrol the Village
Participants: Moon Village, Sun Village
Type: Solo Mission
Reward: 20 EXP
Details: There is always something going on in the village. Low level criminals, basic thieves, or natural disasters like fires can pop up at any moment. Patrolling the village is the duty of all shinobi, and you must make sure all is well in the village. Patrolling consist of walking the streets, watching over business, looking into rumors, and just keeping an over all eye on things.
Requirements: Your post must be at least 600 words.
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The Sun Village had been lively as if late. Preparations were being made in order to celebrate along with the Moon Village. Due to this, a number of Shinobi wanted to take a break. Their lives were filled with the usual duties of patrol and walking the grounds. They were too busy shopping around, making deliveries, and not to mention menus. They had deserved a bit of laughter, and so it was a given that any hands that were of low-level shinobi or sensors would want to prove themselves for the minor tasks.
Hikari could sympathize with being useful.
The young violet haired boy had a soft spot for people who wanted to live their lives to the fullest! They deserved to spend time with families and laugh with one another. So, fulfilling the request, he would allow himself to do a mission away from the Moon Village for the Sun Village. The assignment was a simple one: simply to walk around the town and use his abilities to hear the sights and the sounds. True enough, if anyone would know how to be vigilant, it would be a rabbit.
“Let us go!” He would stand at the end of the Bizarre with a cry, “Kuchiyose No Jutsu!”
With a slap of his palm against the ground and a blast of smoke, there appeared the figure that was a rabbit-esque character. Her body humanoid as she would lift her little hands to her mouth, biting at the end of a corn pipe. Her long ears twitching as she would walk about on her large feet. “Well, tis’ about time you summoned your number one hand young bunny,” She would hold her pipe in her small paw before gesturing it to Hikari, “No summon? No letter? Have you been acting funny!” With the pipe slipped back between her teeth, Hikari would give a weak smile. Her eyes caught it with a glimpse as she looked to the violet haired rabbit.
“Something the matter young bun?” She would say, “You certainly do not seem as if you are acting fun.”
“N-no!” Hikari would sweep his hands before his face. “I-It is nothing Mirah-chan! I-I am just...thinking.” She was uniquistive and had sharp instincts. Even for a rabbit that could manage so little, it was her instinct that was the best part of her. Turning his head away, Hikari would gesture for the rabbit to follow. “W-we are...going for a walk today Mirah-sama, it is our mission to help them prepare for the festival.” Mirah’s head would tilt, of course, still puzzled by the occasion. The Usagi Clan were still not aware of the traditions of the villages, even after being so distant from them for so long.
“Well young bun, this is your world,” The rabbit would chuckle, “Come now! Show around this ol’ girl!”
Hikari would activate his Kekkei Genkai, his hearing extended from beyond the Bizarre. Many sounds would ring throughout the village and reach his ears, and every step brought him around the Sun Village to find the source of any disturbance. “So many people. Almost like the Moon Village,” Hikari would observe, “It is strange, however, as they are less relaxed and so much more structured.” Prices were prompt without bartering, the children were playing, but almost orderly. The young rabbit was not sure what to make of the different culture.
“So tell me young rabbit,” Mirah would hold her pipe. Her head tilting, “A certain green young bunny warrants my concern. Has this world shinobi finally inflicted its burns?”
Meron. Of course she would speak with worry. The Usagi summons were specifically present to worry about the clan members. With his head hanging, the blue orbs of Hikari would fill with concern. It was not until he would breathe in deeply and stop in place, expelling air after the long walk through the village on patrol. Mirah would stand at his side as he could feel the faint light from the coming sunset. His lips parted so slightly as if they trembled hesitantly to give an answer.
“It has...Mirah-sama…” Hikari would frown as the last light of the sunset dropped beyond the bazaar, “...even now...it still burns.”