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    Post by Guest Tue Jul 07, 2020 7:18 pm

    Name: Collapsed Mine
    Rank: B-Rank
    Participants: Moon Village, Sun Village, Missing Ninja
    Type: Group Mission
    Reward: 45 EXP, 20 Ryo
    Location: Anywhere outside a village
    Details: Recently a nearby mine that supplies nearby villages with precious metals has suddenly experienced a partial cave-in, trapping all of the workers inside. Head over quickly and extract the workers from the rubble as quickly as possible. In addition you must bring back the bodies of those who didn't make it so that they may be taken to their families to be laid to rest. Be careful though, the caves may still be unstable and it is only a matter of time until it comes crashing down completely.
    Requirements: Each person must make at least four posts, totaling to 1600 WC.

    [justify][color=#ffffff][font=Sans-serif]Shizuka had been returning from a routine patrol when people had caused a ruckus. They all pointed up towards a sky where colored flairs had been popped. Red, Red, and Black. There was an ongoing situation which had resulted in casualties. The crowds of Shinobi began to theorize where it was and what had happened. Some said they'd bet money it was the filthy moon Shinobi, others said it was a bandit attack. If the first were true then the two villages would be at war, the latter was probably unlikely as a large army of bandits would be needed to take out an outpost. Then again, the direction was not from an outpost.

    "Any B-Ranks here?"
    A young boy shouted. Shizuka's ears perked, turning her head quickly and raising her hand. He ran up to her handing over a scroll. Ah, there was a good chance she was being assigned to whatever mess had happened over at the smoke flares. A quick read of the scroll confirmed her mission and disproved whatever crazy theory the others had. It was in the direction of a mine. One that provided precious metal to the village. Without it, the Shinobi would be unable to produce blades and stamp out kunai and shuriken.

    "Tatsuya Nara? Has anyone seen Tatsuya Nara??"

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    Post by Guest Wed Jul 08, 2020 7:02 am

    Tatsuya walked out of a near-by bar and saw the flares slowly descending from the sky. His smooth black hair was tied back in a tail that went down past his shoulders and he wore his usual attire a black suit jacket and dress pants over a white button-up shirt with the first few buttons undone, black leather gloves on his hands, the right one bearing the seal to store his puppet, steel-toed shoes, and a patch over his left eye. He was armed, of course, but preferred to keep such things hidden until they were needed. It was a little early for the hard stuff, Tatsuya had just been smoking some locals in darts which he was better at than you’d expect a person with no depth perception to be. He thought,

    “Damn, sucks to be anyone caught up in that.”

    And was about to walk away to continue his day of doing whatever he wanted when he heard someone calling for him specifically. He considered just pretending he hadn’t heard it but then sighed, defeated,

    “I deserved that.”

    He turned around and made tracks toward the source of the voice calling for him.

    “Yeah, yeah, cram it already! Tatsuya, that’s me, what’s goin’ on?”

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    Post by Guest Thu Jul 09, 2020 6:43 pm

    "Nara Tatsuya? You have been assigned to a mission. You have been assigned with Imino Shizuka, she is waiting by the gate. The specifics are with her."

    The messenger would then throw a smoke bomb on the floor but this time he forgot to start running. Even as the smoke began to fade he stood there awkwardly while civilians and shinobi alike looked at their college. After a full three seconds, he'd look Tatsuya dead in the good eye. "Go now, lives are in danger." With that the messenger would begin to run back to the office.

    Back at the village gates, Shizuka would wait for the arrival of Tatsuya. While she did she'd back up a few supplies. A few bottles of water, some rope, medical kits, and food rations. The village didn't know if the mine had been attacked or if it had just suffered an accident. Recently Shizuka had responded to a similar incident, where the mine had collapsed and they were needed to clear out the mines and rescue the trapped workers.

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    Post by Guest Sun Jul 12, 2020 3:06 am

    He listened to the messenger explain… well not much, actually. He was supposed to go somewhere else and meet someone else to learn what he was actually needed to do. Let no one say the village was not an efficient machine. He raised one eyebrow at the messenger’s performance and cackled as he ran away,

    “That guy always cracks me up!” He laughed and wiped a tear away from his eye as he made his way over to the gates where his partner for the mission was supposed to be waiting. For most people that would entail walking there but for Tatsuya that meant using his jutsu to dive into the shadows of the buildings and move from across the village via an interconnected highway of shadows. It was very convenient, with no foot traffic, and it was always nice and cool in the shadows. He lit a cigarette and smoked it along the way, flicking it away once he reached his destination. He didn’t know where the cigarette went once he discarded it but as there were currently no laws about littering in magic shadow dimensions he didn’t care.

    He had never met Shizuka before but there weren’t all that many lone female shinobi waiting by the gates so he was able to spot her quickly. He’d rise up out of the shadow of a building that was being splayed across the villages great wall, about seven or eight feet over Shizuka’s head. As he squatted on the wall his pack of cigarettes would fall out of his jacket pocket and straight down toward her head!

    “Shit, can you get that for me?”

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    Post by Guest Sun Jul 12, 2020 12:03 pm

    Shizuka had considered leaving on her own. With the nature of the mission, every second could be dire. However, she would decide to wait for a moment more, choosing to watch the perfect the small blob of her shadow. The Noon was sun rose high, already the distant dunes were doing a slow drunk like a dance. Wobbling and falling over one another. Finally, she gave up, taking a step forward when a something fell behind her. A pack of cigarettes was soon followed by a voice than the stench of stale tobacco. She looked up, her hands acting as a cover for her eyes.

    "We're late."

    With that Shizuka would begin the move across the shifting sands. By now she had traversed these very sands close to ten thousand times. Even as the winds formed different dunes and hills, the recognized the general area. With far mountain ranges as landmarks, the sun as a form of anchor and an internal compass that was hard to fool. If they had travelled by day or night perhaps it would have taken under an hour but with the extreme heat, it would take close to two.

    "Finally! Look I know it's hard to travel across the desert but we need a lot of help. Mine three has collapsed and there aren't any shafts that connect to it. I currently have half a dozen men trapped behind a good layer of earth. We have over 20 injured and the digging is slow. Do either of you know how to use earth-moving ninja stuff?"

    The miners were largely civilian. Though they had a mutual interest with the Hidden Sun Village, they were still just your average human. They relied on pickaxes, heavy machinery and spades. Unfortunately for them, Shizuka wasn't able to use Doton. Perhaps Tatsuya did. She looked towards him with a questioning look. If he did he would certainly be able to help them.

    " Though it is tragic your workers are trapped,  I am relieved you aren't being attacked. " Smoke signals were outdated and extremely limited in how specific they were able to be. If Tatsuya couldn't help them dig then a team would arrive an hour later. If Tatsuya and the rest could at least get a breathing pipe to the miners it would buy them some time. Shizuka herself would help move the injured and see they had their wounds cleaned and remained hydrated.

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    Post by Guest Mon Jul 13, 2020 9:57 pm

    “Just gonna leave me hanging like that?!?” He cried out as she walked away. Rude dudes. Tatsuya made his way down from the side of the wall and picked up his pack of smokes, tucking them back into his jacket as he set off to follow Shizuka.

    Tatsuya’s cigarette left a small trail of smoke behind them as they made their way across the sands, passing the time in relative silence. Relative, because while they were not talking Tatsuya was humming a beat to himself and moon-walking through the sand behind Yuriko. It was not that far to their destination but all the same, Tatsuya seemed completely unaware of the oppressive heat of the desert.

    By the time they got to the mine, the rescue effort was already underway. Tatsuya was impressed with how they handled it, the tension in the air was palpable, but no one was panicking and running around, they were clearly professionals. Unfortunately, he did not have any more Doton techniques than Yuriko did, but he should be able to assist in some way.

    “I should be able to get to the other side of the cave-in with my shadow techniques. Unfortunately, I can’t bring living things with me or I would just bring them all out. I can bring them an oxygen supply or any other supplies they might need.”

    That would certainly help. The miners loaded Tatsuya up with food, water, medical supplies, lanterns, and an oxygen pipe. He would use his Shadow Swimming Technique to pass through the shadows among all the fallen rock and earth until he was on the other side. He crept toward some of the miners in the darkness and held a lantern under his face before turning it on so it lit his face up like a spooky ghost story,


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    Post by Guest Tue Jul 14, 2020 6:30 pm

    Inside the mines were pitch black. They had snuffed out their fire lights in order to reserve oxygen. The only thing they could hear were ghostly rumblings of the earthly caverns. The heavy breathing and stifled sobs as they tried to remain calm. Oxygen was the only resource that mattered. The occasional shifting of a boot as they scraped across the gritty sand and rocks. One of the trapped miners stared into the darkness, clearing his mind to remain as calm as possible. Deprived of all senses his mind began to play tricks on him. Swirls of purple and red, like little sparks popping in front of his eyes. Perhaps it was the rocks hitting his hardhat, he most likely had a concussion. 'Dodon't fall asleep.' He told himself, much like a mantra as he rocked himself in place. He stared deep into the abyss and...and it seemed to stare back at him?


    His voice echoed, reverbing through the tight tunnels. Only the screams of the miners were able to drown the voice of the puppeteer. On man began to pray, another holding up his mining pickaxe and swinging blindly in front of him.

    Outside the rescue efforts were underway. They were already digging a side tunnel from another mineshaft. It would take a while but the earth was harder, the chances of it collapsing were smaller. Their intention wasn't to make a hole big enough to pull the miners out but big enough to let air circulate back and forth. Shizuka was outside the collapsed tunnel when she thought she heard a scream from the other side.

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    Post by Guest Sat Jul 18, 2020 6:35 pm

    Shizuka's ears perked, among the racing heartbeats, the sound of spades on dirt and gravel, the grunting of men, and the stamping of boots, there was a sound played between. Like the sound of a mountainside breaking, crackling and echoing low notes. Imino's attention turned to the skies in the distance, black clouds on the horizon. They heralded bad news, casting shadows below them. The rain was always a blessing in the desert but those were few and almost exactly in the time of year and today was not such a day. In fact, it was still many months away from the rainy season.

    Though her face did not show it, there was mild anger growing inside her. If rage was boiling, she felt a simmer. There was no chance that big of a storm cloud was not reported by the scouts. It appeared out of nowhere and it felt awful like it was the act of several shinobi. Shinobi whose village had good knowledge of water chakra nature. Imino raised her voice calling the mine foreman to her. He scampered over, his slightly overweight body sweating and lungs wheezing.

    "We have another problem. Tell your men to stop securing the other mines. They need to all get out now or they will drown when the storms come. Tell them to dig trenches 3 feet deep from here all along the entrance. Forget about a collection pool, we'll have to flood your biggest mine."

    The man nodded quickly getting his men in line. He was the foreman for a reason. His men quickly got to work, never questioning him. Though the oncoming storms were reason enough to act quickly. They all knew when it rained in the desert it rained hard, flooding ravines and cutting off parts of the land. A giant hole was just a death trap to anyone still inside.

    Imino felt the winds kick up, the clouds rolling towards them. They didn't have enough time to dig them through. With no one to use earth release. She called for the foreman again, they needed to blow the mine. There was a chance they would die from collapse but if the storm got here before that, they'd die without a doubt.

    But the pressure, the pressure from the explosion will kill them!
    "Get a steel rod, a think one. Use it as a nail and ram it through. When it's through we can make a small charge to make the hole big enough for them to crawl out of."

    It was a dangerous plan and a wild gamble but the foreman considered it. Soon he had his demolition experts calculating the payload and if it was possible at all. Meanwhile, the rest stopped digging, now ramming thick steel rods into the earth. The rods formed a circular tube, much like bars in a vault door. The hopes were that a small enough explosion would dislodge just in the inner circle and create a tunnel for them to escape out of.

    The rain had already begun to fall when the preparations were complete. Everyone ran for cover and the fuses would go off. The plan worked, only a thin layer of dirt remained. The men quickly dug it out and those trapped inside flooded out. They were so relieved that the first thing they did was dive into the trenches of water to cool off. They'd be escorted to medical tents to be examined while rest of the mines were shut off until the storm passed.

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    Post by Guest Mon Jul 20, 2020 6:12 am

    So maybe, just maybe, trying to lighten the trapped miners spirits with a hilarious joke wasn't the correct decision to make. Maybe.  Clearly they just were not in the proper mindset to appreciate comedy right now, That wasn't Tatsuya's fault.

    "Woah! Woah, goddammit! Watch where you're swinging that thing!"

    He ducked under a pick ax being blindly swung as the miners started to scream and panic.

    "Calm down everyone just calm dow-"

    There was a resounding cracking noise that interrupted Tatsuya and the miners. It sounded an awful lot like a pick ax being swung in a panic and striking a rocky wall, an unstable rocky wall that had already suffered one cave-in. The entire cave fell silent at the sound and everyone held their breath. A second passed, nothing. Than another. Just as everyone was about to release a collective sigh of relief there was a sound of splintering rock that began slowly but immediately picked up in speed and intensity.

    "Run motherfucker run!"

    Tatsuya and the miners ran farther back into the tunnel as the front section suffered a second cave in that surely could not have been prevented. It was a good thing he had shown up when he did so he could calmly escort the miners away from further danger. Thankfully the second collapse did not completely bury the mine shaft they had been in, but it had about half as much room in it as it did before. It would also be a lot harder to safely get the miners out without someone who could use Earth Jutsu.

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    Post by Guest Thu Jul 23, 2020 3:34 am

    Tatsuya coughed up some dust from the collapsed rocky walls,

    “Everybody *cough* alright?” There were various groans of affirmation. The one miner Tatsuya spooked got all up in his face in the dark,

    “What the hell is wrong with you, you stupid sonofa-” Tatsuya clubbed him on the back of the head and knocked him out, though it was too dark for any of the miners to see that.

    “Oh my goodness sir are you alright?” He said with mock concern,

    “I think he might have a concussion he just passed right out after shouting some crazy talk at me. Try and keep his head elevated.” He passed the unconscious miner off to one of the others.

    “Anyway, I’m a shinobi from Nikkousato. I can’t get you out of the cave myself but I brought you food, water, and medical supplies. Once I can go back out I’ll grab the oxygen pipe and pull it further in, you’re all going to be fine. Earthmoving shinobi will be here soon and they’ll easily get you out of here.” The miners gave a polite golf clap in lieu of cheers or applause, fearing another, possibly fatal, cave-in.  

    Tatsuya went about passing out the food and water, giving basic medical attention where it was needed. It wasn’t long before the other shinobi got there and moved the earth out of the way. All in all, there hadn’t been any fatalities although some of the miners may have been worse for the wear. Tatsuya packed everything up and made his way back to the village, alone, seems like his partner had gotten lost at some point. Whatever, she had seemed like a bit of dick anyway. He returned to the village and got paid for the mission and used some of the money to buy himself a nice night out on the town.

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