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Official Mission Thread

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Name: Memory Savers - Disc Transfer
Rank: D
Type: Courier
Difficulty: High
Objective: Deliver a filled holodisk to a shop merchant in Dante.
Description: Whatever the contents of the holodisk are isn't of importance. The item is to be delivered to the dreaded city of Dante, so it'll be best to remain vigil in the environment.
Reward: 15000 Ryo

Having ventured out into the wilds of Sound country, Zan'ei brought alongside him his usual equipment. There had been a claw of a black steel, outfitted on his right hand; upon his waist had been a length of chain, with a sickle attached to it to create a kusarigama. Within his black pouches, be them quick loaders or halves, he held hira-shuriken, marbles and two kunai. Since he had been a shinobi who relied on using the shadows, his equipment load had been rather light compared to most other travelers. His black cloak whipped in the low winds of the plateau land of Oto-kuni.

As the genin moved south toward Dante, he stashed the holodisk given to him in his pant pocket. He moved at a quickened pace, and clung towards the higher realms of grassland, so not to be wholly visible on the traveled road. Zan'ei thought it best to travel this way so that he encountered little to any one on his mission. With a goal in mind, he hurried his pace and moved with a light stride, using chakra to supplement his gait.

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Name: Show Me a Move II
Rank: C
Type: Training
Difficulty: High
Objective: Train a B-rank Technique
Description: Up the ante and go after a B-rank technique. You're gonna need it.
Reward: 17600 Ryo

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Fast Mover
Rank: "B"
Skill: Supplementary
Effect: User can move faster than normal.
Special: ---
Drawback: ---
Description: User gains a +1 extra movement. This Jutsu can stack with other movement increasement Jutsus. User may only learn this technique once.
Limit: Must learn from Universal Miscellaneous.

+2TP for D-Class incentive

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Not a newcomer to these darker lands of Oto-kuni, Zan'ei had been accustom to venture toward Dante. With a cool glide, he moved through the flatlands towards the more craggy terrain where the dark city stood. The sun began to fade against the horizon into lurid purples and twisting oranges; pretty soon, the Otonin would be upon the gates of the city, but that wouldn't be where he would enter. As a common criminal to the chaos plaguing the land of Sound, Zan'ei worked in the underworld of the hidden Nation. Much of his skill as a ninja was tested in illicit proclivity.

Dante loomed over the horizon as the moon sat upon the shoulders of low buildings in the skyline. Zan'ei had managed to enter the city with a quick movement, and so flourished in the shadow-combed environment. His movements had been tactile, yet there wasn't much having to think them through as he projected them. What came as natural and innate to Zan'ei was through constant want to improve upon one's ability. As a child of Nara, he had the potential to become one with the Shadow. As he moved through the tight-space of alleyways and toward the center of the city, the Genin flipped and leaped off of walls and other obstacles that would impede a simple passerby.

Soon, he would find himself immersed in a world of nightlife. These nocturnal denizen of Dante moved upon him as if zombified; drug-addicts and the homeless formed a gruesome wave that Zan'ei would have to meticulously cut through. With each person that he dodged and out-maneuvered, the teen pushed towards the shop of the man inquiring about the holodisk. The genin remained poised as he moved and disappeared from sight in the sea of men. As a practitioner of the feign, it was simple work that required some diligence on his end. The night howled in the sultry slums of Dante.

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He would reach a dilapidated market place, and creatures of the night moved in tight places where humans dared not venture. Keeping his stride, Ajit made sure to not mettle in this area for too long---his quick feet carried him across the ground smoothly as he ducked and dodged between rotted stalls and slumbering addicts. The newer market area was located west of where he found himself. The way that he effortlessly navigated the urban region proved he had been no neophyte to these twisting corridors of dreadful Dante. In a moment, he tightened his leg muscles and leap skyward to the top of a squat building and then just as quickly darted back down into the depth of darkness. His chakra-coated soles carried him across the vertical walls while he moved adjacent to the ground. There had been noting to abate him: the way he moved had been akin to water.

While he hadn't relied on power to propel him, he called upon his lower extremity strength to hurdle over obstacles that would have otherwise kept him from reaching his goal. Zan'ei moved as a blur through the thick blackness; he had seemed to become one with the shadows that literally clung to the cityscape of nighttime Dante. Soon, he would reach his desired destination and the aerogen lights of the market place produced so eerie a resonance, that it had been better suited to remain a dark and dank place. It appeared that the walls of numerous stalls and buildings had been covered in some slimy substance.  Orange neon lights above the local blacksmith's shop flickered as Zan'ei moved into the building. He would produce the holodisk, which brought a starry gleam into the hardened man's eyes.

"Ohhh!! That holodisk--you're from Otogakure, aren't you?" The blade that was once firmly in his grasp returned to the drawer at his desk. He stood up in the sweltering place and his full stature created a looming shadow cast against the low walls of the building.  Zan'ei slid the man's possession over toward him and before the blacksmith could muster a hardy pleasantry, the genin had rushed back off into the confusing darkness of Oto-no-Kuni's most treacherous city.

The trek back to the village would ultimately be the same, but the wild energy of Dante called out to the chaotic nature of Ajit. He would somersault over a blabbering drunk who had nothing to offer him; his cloak whipped wickedly in the air as he began to pick up speed and lower himself closer to the ground.

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Strobe lights opened a new vista in Dante once he reached the more livelier district of the city. Here, drug use had been rampant and those who partook in such proclivity had been slaves to the hypnotic rhythm of techno music that had recently grown popular in Sound country. The flickering lights made things appear to move erratically and with a particular speed, yet the movements of Zan'ei were wholly unaffected by such physics of light. Party-goers spun around him as he moved with a queer sense of prediction: hours spent in the taijutsu dojos had paid off with the subconscious transfer of movement sense into the every day world of the low-ninja. In the frenzy of bodies, however, there had been one set of eyes that managed to keep up with the slithering shadow. They glowed a deep crimson and watched with intention as Ajit jaunted across several meters at a time. Soon, the owner of the eyes would slink from off of his perch and give chase to the fleeting shinobi. It wouldn't take Ajit much time to register the fact that he had someone riding his coat tail. He cast a quick look from over his shoulder, noticed the deep red leer that had been cast his way, and suddenly dipped to his left down some random corridor.

His pursuer hadn't missed a step as they, too, moved coolly down the strict alleyway, which offered only right angles that got tighter and tighter the further they moved into its labyrinth. The Sound ninja knew very well of those hallowed eyes, the Sharingan: eyes that could truly predict another's movements and read chakra signatures. Ajit wondered why this person had chosen to stalk him and then it dawned on him that this may be a rogue ninja. His heart rate quickened and anxiety began to sprout. Carefully underneath the blackness of his cloak, he withdrew two kunai with his left hand and in one fluid motion, twisted his body as he jumped to hurl the weapons at his pursuer and then complete the three-hundred and sixty degree spin to continue sprinting down the alley. The genin jumped high and reached a low roof, where he would then break out into a hellish run. As he turned again to glance over his shoulder, he saw nothing; but almost immediately, he ran into am earthen wall that hadn't been there prior. This was Doton ninjutsu. Thanks to his hard composition, Ajit didn't get the breath knocked out of him nor had he sustained too much damage. Upon casting his gaze to the sky, he saw the pair of red eyes staring down at him.

"Tag," it was a feminine voice; in an instant, the woman body flickered down to meet Ajit and placed a hand on his cheek, "you're it." Then she vanished. Ajit felt a warm sensation wash over his cold frame. He had become flustered in the heat of the moment with her silly antics and smiled as he stood up, surveying the area. The Otonin would flex his right hand where he had attached his claw weapon. Once he saw her figure slip back to the ground, he rushed in hot pursuit to catch up with this unknown Uchihan woman...

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end training of fast mover (+0036TP)

- ceasing mission show me a move ii

Finding it trivial to continue to follow the alacritous woman through winding tunnels and black dead-ends, Zan’ei turned from the task and chose to depart Dante. Somehow, he had managed to finish a small collection of missions during his time away from Otogakure. He was in no rush to return to headquarters, so he took a route more tuned toward leisure.

Still though, the sultry eyes of the Uchiha hypnotized his mind while navigating dauntless Dante.

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