Bitches Get Stitches [Mission]

[Izanami-no-Mikoto]

Heartbreaker
Rank: C
IIC Length: Two days
Difficulty: Easy
Objective: Humiliate an ex-boyfriend.
Description: Sayuri is extremely upset after her boyfriend cheated on her, and now she wants revenge. Somehow humiliate him, but do no harm.
Reward: 7,500 Ryo

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Real Folk Blues

MISSION START

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[Real Folk Blues]

The heavy downpour of the rain made Tuva's already wild hair even worse, her shorts and tee traded out from a long rain slicker and an umbrella that could hardly even cover her crown of hair let alone her gangly body but she made it work somehow. This mission on e of her making and upon really reading it over she made face. This wasn't a matter she'd usually get involved in, infidelity and what not but.. she'd agreed to come along and so now turning around to drift slowly back towards the tower would be ugly business. Boring. Ugly. Business.

Meeting with the client had gotten them a location. Some seedy little restaurant with tall windows that reached up into the ceiling and dim lights. The way the clouds hung so thick it felt like perpetual nightfall but... who knew anymore? While the rain beat down Tuva stood across the street staring at the man, their target and the fine young woman who sat across from him with long raven hair and fair skin, freckles, teal eyes that were hard as ice. These are the things she saw with her goggles on, lie detectors on them, quintuple zoom and a wire that connected to the holodisk on her hip.

They looked more like bulky shades one might wear to sleep and the camera lenses she had attached recorded everything. "So what are you thinking? Should we go in and just peppering him with personal questions or act like we're a few of the other girls whom he knowingly cheated on his girlfriend with and just let the chaos breed itself form there on out?" There were... a billion things she could do.

THEY COULD DO!

[Izanami-no-Mikoto]

In a place as emotionally arrested as this, a lot of times Izanami finds herself searching for a way to paint a brighter picture. The common artist works on a white canvas. The innovative create it. The rebellious change the canvas' shape. And the revolutionary turn the canvas itself into art through their vision. Izamami at every given point can be any one of these concepts. However sometimes she enjoys creating from a black canvas. Cause all one has to do; is scratch out the color underneath...

The rain cannot suppress her thoughts. She held her umbrella loosely in her hand. Twirling the curved handle with her slender pale fingers as she walked with the kage in unison. Her ruby red eyes flickering within the cinematic moment that they spent traveling. The client was a bore, but the phase that lead to the real prize was what Izanami came for. The part where she gets to scratch out the layer of black into a masterpiece.

A restaurant unsurprisingly enough, during a circumstance that looks to be a date. With the girl whom he decided was better than his previous perhaps? Or maybe a person that holds more worth than even that? None of that matters now, and it's going to. Not for Izanami. Her eyes were half lidded during the time of observing this. A sweet little smile on her face that hides what her mind was actually conjuring.

Her ears ignored the pitter patter of rain as her companion spoke. Listening to her suggestions which made her heart warm with glee towards her kind of thinking. She sighed happily before replying shortly after.

"As much as I adore your planning. I devised something rather simple, but all the more fun. Just let me handle it dear~" She would say, before taking lead. Whether or not Tuva actually stayed near was nota concern. No interest in that. Instead Izanami pushed onwards into the premises. Giving the hostess a short nod, playing the role of a casual customer to the best of her ability. Although the moment the hostess turned her back mid way of her scripted greeting. Izanami would ignore her, and walk past. The hostess herself was anxious as her pathetic attempt to get Izanami to come back was getting her worried. As it rightfully should...

Without warning Izanami would weave through the pathways and passing employees until she had clear sight of the man and his date. A sweet sight at heart which actually left Izanami a bit bitter for having to intervene. But unfortunately that feeling was mutual as her heart is not very sympathetic for long. Suddenly Izanami without a care, charged forward. Zoning in on them. And before anyone could even guess it, she tensed her right hand and sucker punched the poor girl making her spit out her shrimp on the wall to the right of her.

Izanami had to catch herself unless she wanted to crash into her completely. But she was fine, and definitely not done with her sudden outrageous chaos. Capitalizing with her current momentum she hooked her hand and fingers into the girl's hair. Yanking it harshly towards her, making her yelp from the piercing strain into her neck. From this point she would force the girl out of the seat. Ignoring the man as he yelled and commanded Izanami to give a reason for her sudden violent intrusion. Scared and shocked eye witnesses just as confused on if they should help or stay back from the crazy woman. Izanami herself was only getting started.

Slamming the girl's pretty face into the table. Then pulling on her hair to tilt her head to force her to face her. Her fearful whimpering made Izanami chuckle in a tone that's rather sinister more than anything. Still. While she had the attention of the innocent woman she would give her false hope by kissing her forehead and caressing her cheek as she stared sweetly into her eyes. But the sweetness only lasts so long, as she then proceeded to force the girl out of her seat, hooking her free hand underneath her clothing and tossing her harshly through the double doors leading to the kitchen.

After such a chaotic scene Izanami took a moment to make sure she wasn't daring to get up, which was a definite hell no. The man however was fuming and had half a mind to defend himself. His chances cut slim as Izanami turned around as happy as can be. Walking forward and forcefully sitting the man back in the booth. People having already scattered from the establishment for safety. Izanami herself found this humorous, and wasn't done toying with this situation that was now under her control. She would stare at him for a moment. Sipping a bit of what was once his date's wine as she stood there. After that awkward pause she would gracefully sit down across from him, taking hold of the fork on the plate and began twirling the food around as she gathered her thoughts. This was her playing field now...

[Real Folk Blues]

Tuva was really just a spectator throughout all of the activities, following Iza across the streets thinking they'd come busting through the doors and making some grand entrance but perhaps it was this naive and jovial attitude that had the young Kage's blinders on. Coming in behind the storming genin seemed to calm some of the anxious looks from the staff seeing as it was the Kage coming through but in the throes of attention she didn't catch the body language of Iza till the first wet blow had landed and the man in the booth they were about to storm stood up in anger.

"Oh...." Chaos ensued and all the while Tuva stared, looking from the slip of paper in her hand and back to the new spot Iza had dragged the woman to, bursting through the kitchen doors and the man following after them. For a moment she realized... these were definitely citizens with no ninja arts practice, no self defense lessons and no means of warding off unwanted attention and that this was her job to assign her ninjas to do.. well... that job of defending the citystate. But then again this was a mission of sorts and the dude had to learn his lesson.. maybe?

Throughout the rampage of Iza, Tuva help up her finger several times attempting to intervene, taking a breath but getting no words out as she was always interrupted by the clatter of silverware or the double doors, the staff all freaking out. So she focused her attentions on the staff, waving her hands about to grab their focus. "HEY! Hey, hey, hey it's alright!" It seemed to work she had all their eyes. The eyes of total strangers and the limelight got her nervous, prepared words suddenly getting stuck in her throat.

"Uhhh.... this man---" She turned to point behind her at Iza and the now bemused man sitting in a booth together, "He, is a cheater! Spending all his time around the village with that girl over the--" The double doors had stopped swinging and she couldn't see beyond but the girl was in there. "Uhhh.... the girl that was throw in there anyways, she... uhm... aha, just one moment, if you all would uh...."

Immediately she jumped and rode the air over to Iza twirling her food around on a fork, well, no it was the food of the girl she'd assaulted. "THIS was so totally not part of the plan! We can go around assaulting the citizens and whatnot!" While it made sense to her, sort of, the people behind would just see her flailing arms and tufts of red hair whipped into a frenzy. "And YOU! You shouldn't be rolling around my village breaking women's hearts like it's any given -what day is it?- Sunday? If you don't want to be with the girl anymore then say so! Now look at all this mess you dumb dumb!"

Oh the PR relations would have to smooth this over somehow. SOMEHOW.

[Izanami-no-Mikoto]

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