False Leader (Mission)

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Name: False Leader
Rank: D
IIC Length: 1 day
Difficulty: Easy
Description: Recently, there has been reports of a person wearing fake Kusakage attire, walking around and getting free food and such. Obviously this is a problem that needs to be dealt with.
Objective:
--Find the fellow.
--Stop her, but do not use too much force. She is only a citizen.
--Turn her in.
Reward: 700 Ryo

With the morning sun brightening his room, Kakan awoke with a slow stir. He was only a morning person when he was training, as the longer he slept, the less time he had to train. But, he had a new goal in mind this morning: catching a false leader.

With a quiet exit from the house, Kakan left the house with only a note of his whereabouts to his parents. They worried about him a lot, and his father nearly had a breakdown when he entered the house in his grandfather's clothes. It had been a reminder of the bloodlines dark past, as well as his father's almost death. Had he not of had white hair, Kakan might not have been born.

Stepping into the streets, Kakan decided to formulate a plan on capturing this imposter.

The mission gave the details that they were using the disguise as a means of getting free food. So, the best place to go would be a local restaurant and wait for them to come.

Nearing the restaurant he had planned on starting at, Kakan entered the doors and looked among the clientele for an idea of who ate here. They all appeared to be none that would be able to call a person on whether they were the Kusakage or not, so this would be a good spot to start.

Taking a seat, with a glass of water his only order, Kakan pulled a book out of his robe. The book was not what would hold his interest, but it would give off the appearance that he was not people watching.

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An hour later...

Things were picking up at the restaurant, as the lunch hour was coming. Not a single leaf-shinobi had entered, at least to Kakan's knowledge, and it seemed that his culprit would not be showing. This restaurant had seemed to be a total bust, just a waste of his valuable time.

Leaving his seat, closing his book and putting it into his pocket, Kakan turned to walk out of the restaurant. His headband had been removed and tucked away in his pocket, as that might scare the imposter away, Kakan left the restaurant and looked for his next target. Noon was approaching, and Kakan needed to track down this culprit today. He didn't want to waste a lot of his time searching for his target.

Most of the restaurants in town were close enough together that one could watch most of them from one sitting area. As he scanned over the streets, looking for an empty place to sit, Kakan was knocked over, catching himself before hitting the ground with the vines of his right hand. Quickly standing and retracting the vines, Kakan turned with a fire in his eyes. Who the hell was pushing and shoving in the street so rudely?!

As his eyes met the cause of his fall, the fire disappeared. It was just an old man who was carrying several boxes. The fact that he was able to hold them up, as each was stacked full of food and drink, surprised Kakan. "Excuse me..." He spoke, not knowing who he had hit. Grabbing the bottom box and taking the load off of the old man's hands, Kakan could see the gratitude in the man's eyes. "Thank you, young man... With the Kusakage coming to eat at my restaurant every day, its become quite a hassle to haul all of these boxes myself." He said, arching his back to stretch it out, several loud cracks echoing against the wall.

The Kusakage, eh...?

"Where is your restaurant, sir?" Kakan asked, eager to locate the restaurant so he could catch his target.

"Follow me and I'll show you. I'll treat you to lunch for your generosity." The man said, walking forward through the street. With Kakan carrying the boxes, the old man was free to keep people out of his way. It would've been quite a hassle to walk through the street without someone to keep the street clear for the delivery of foodstuffs.

As they neared the restaurant, the elderly man held the door open for Kakan, saying to set the boxes down in the back, near the rest of their goods. Crossing through the crowd and into the work area, Kakan set the boxes down gently beside the other boxes. As he examined the boxes, he noticed that several of them were extremely empty. If the man was buying all this for just one person, there had to be a deeper reason to someone masquerading as the Kusakage.

Putting that aside, Kakan turned to leave, when the elderly man came through the crowd to help Kakan unload the boxes onto the shelves. "I'll take care of this, sir, just make sure that the Kusakage gets her food served to her."

"She always orders a feast and pays nothing... She can't even eat a plate of what she orders, so we end up sending it home with her." The man spoke, still being as kind as he could be. "I know she is our leader, but does she really need a box of food a day?"

Had he of been speaking of the real Kusakage, Kakan might have to speak up in protest, but he was not a ninja at the moment, just merely a helping hand. "I'm sure she has her reasons..." Kakan spoke, half-supporting his statement with any emotion.

As the backroom was empty, aside from Kakan, Kakan was free to use the vines on his hands to load the boxes of stuff onto the shelf, matching each specific thing to its label on the shelf. Once the entirety of the boxes were emptied, aside from the drinks, Kakan would finish loading the drinks into a single box, the other boxes being set aside for future usage.

With his vines retracted and out of sight, Kakan would leave the stock room and sit down at a bar seat, waiting for the appearance of his target to arrive for lunch.

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As he waited, Kakan looked to those around him. Each patron of the establishment had a wary look on their face, as if they knew what was coming. Apparently, there was an aura of fear for the Kusakage, thanks to the imposter.

It didn't take long after Kakan sat down for the arrival of his target. Dressed in similar clothing, and even carrying the same mannerisms, the imposter would walk up to the bar, several of those seated in front of her moving for her to sit down. She didn't even have to speak and they had moved aside for her to sit down.

"You know my usual..." The imposter spoke, an air of arrogance and forced loyalty pushed onto those around her. Standing up, Kakan would stand behind the Kusakage and extend a single vine from his right index finger, the vine hovering near the Kusakage and splitting to form a venom covered blade.

"Those who masquerade as the Kusakage should be killed on sight..." Kakan spoke darkly, seeing the skin of the imposter turn a sheet of white. "Apologize to this man and come with me, or feel an agony worse than death..." Kakan spoke, the imposter stuttering out a small apology. Grabbing the imposter by the back of the neck, Kakan held the blade near her skin as he tugged her along towards the door. Everyone merely sat in silence, mostly at the thought that they had been tricked into believe this person was their leader. Some had stood with weapons drawn to protect the Kusakage, regardless of her mooching, but Kakan had given them a flash of his headband to let them know he was a fellow shinobi.

With the imposter in the street, Kakan threw the woman to the ground, the blade of his vine still pointing towards his target. "You do realize that, if I were not under orders to keep you alive, I'd have killed you by now, right? Kakan spoke harshly. He had kept the tone of his voice dark for a reason, as it would not seem so threatening for a 16 year old boy to be restraining an adult. As he stood in the street with his vine blade drawn, an ANBU hidden behind a mask would approach Kakan.

"What is going on here, grass shinobi?" He had kept Kakan's name a secret, which was a good thing. It must've been procedure to keep shinobi names secret, except among those that were allowed to know them.

"This is the imposter who has been getting free meals as the Kusakage. I have orders to turn her in, since she is nothing but a citizen."

"Oh, then I will take her from here..." The ANBU spoke, disappearing in a flash with the woman in question, leaving behind a small note in Kakan's hand that would denote completion of the mission. With the note in-hand, Kakan began walking towards the Atrium, ready to report in.

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