Moving to the new orphanage [mission].

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

Name: A mini rebel and Oliver Twist.
Rank: “B” Rank.
IIC Length: 2 days.
Difficulty: Moderate.
People required: 1 Chuunin/Jounin with up to 3 Genins.
Objective: Help the staff with moving the children into the orphanage.
Description: The new Kazeraikou council has decided to build a new orphanage in order to improve their reputation. In addition to this, the current orphanage is in a small old house. The staff members have asked the Raikage for help to transport the new furniture safely into the new house, paint the rooms plus buying new toys that the children may like. You then have to escort the children into the new orphanage when this is done. But there is an additional catch. You have only three days to do this!
Reward: 18,000 ryo (15,500 ryo for a non-nin).

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Photo of the old orphanage: Here.


Photo of Tatsuo Kazeraikou: Here.

Photo of Mitsue Sakurai: Here.

[Enter Tatsuo]

"Kami-sama. I wonder what the council was thinking about. This orphanage looks like something taken out of a horror movie" muttered the man to himself as he approached the building.
He knocked at the door of the orphanage. A few moments later, he heard steps at the other side.

The door opened up to reveal the inside of the house. "Ah - you must be Kazeraikou-san. Please come in" told the woman with a polite smile.
She was in her mid thirties with black hair, pale beige skin as well as taupe brown eyes. The age was however the only thing she had in common with Tatsuo.

He had light beige skin, cobalt blue eyes plus a head of forest green hair. "Pleased to meet you. I assume you are Mitsue Sakurai" greeted the man.
"I am. Let me show you the drawings of the new orphanage while we wait for the shinobis" told Mitsue.

She went to her office with the Jounin right behind her. He noticed that the building was not in its best condition. The duo then entered the room at the second floor that read 'Manager'.
"I'm so happy we're finally moving. The carpenters have revamped this building twice, but it's getting too old" informed the woman with a relieved look in her eyes.

"I'm glad to hear that. I'm sure the children are happy for that too" told the male in a sincere voice. "They are - especially the ones that have lived here for some time" replied the manager.
The children were at school now, hence why they had so little time to move. Having them in the way would complicate the moving process.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu was one of the first to arrive for the mission of building and moving to a new orphanage. While he personally was familiar with the orphanage, he was a orphan himself. His skills were limited when it came to building stuff but he figured his abilities with metal and his blacksmithing would be handy. He could already feel the mass of nails and hinges and stuff that was holding this old building up as he approached.

Ryutatsu was a large boy for eight years old at five foot five, and because this wasn't expected to be a particularly dangerous mission he was lightly armed. On his back rested the exquisite piece know as Nightin Gale, in a beautiful Copper plated sheath. He was wearing his typical shinobi outfit of pants, shirt and shoes made of dark colors. Over his pants was a leg holster set with a pair of knives and a pair of kunai. He was also wearing a tactical vest that carried three pouches of metal shavings and three pouches of seeds. He even had a full slot of Hira shuriken, just in case. His right arm, his primary arm, was covered in a odd bracer gauntlet. His shinobi plate hung from his neck while his goggles rested on the top of his head.

This was the lightly armed boy that approached the rickety old orphanage. He kind of stood there waiting for a moment as he looked around. He in particular was looking for tools of his trade mainly a hammer, anvil, and a place to heat up the metal to be shaped. Ryutatsu actually carried some tools that were not of war make, stuff that he barrowed from his old friend the sword smith. It was simple stuff like proper shaping hammers, tongs, and other small pieces of equipment he could need.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu approached into the building with a the confidence of a sword master. He knocked on the threshold and awaited a response politely. His Blacksmith gear sat beside him on the ground in a old bag. It was simple stuff that looked like should weigh a lot but he had been hauling it with ease. With his work at a smith's forge he had started to fill out a bit was still lean with muscle. He was a strong and fast kid, a true shinobi of the clouds.

While waiting he reached out his blood given senses to sense every nail, hinge, or metal piece that held the building together. He could sense their metallic properties and wondered if any of it was salvageable. Reusing the metal would make better use of it then letting it sit their and rust and rot. But he would have to see the condition of the individual pieces to decided that.

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

((OOC: We'll move on since nobody else has posted yet. I'm tagging Father 'Suke, Flynn and eyequincy so they know what's going on))


"We'll get rid of the bedding and furniture that can't be used anymore. But I have suggested that we can recycle as much as we can. I've already packed down the children's personal belongings in the boxes there" informed the female. She pointed at a stack of boxes in the corner of the office. There were 16 in total with the children's names written on it.

"Not a bad idea. Hang on a little - someone's here. Let me check who it is" told the male. He did a couple of quick handseals before his eyes started to glow.
Tatsuo used his ryuugan dendou to see who he had heard open the door. But the subpar wiring made the piggybacking a bit difficult.

The man eventually saw a boy after hijacking a lamp. The kid was tall - he was about the same height as petite adult woman. But his face however would look average on an eight or nine year old.
'He has those face markings as well. I'm quite sure it's a specific clan that uses them...but I don't remember their name' cursed the Jounin.

He blinked as he cancelled out the jutsu. "I believe the first shinobi has arrived. He's a Genin I think. I'll go downstairs to meet him" told the male. Mitsue nodded as he got up from his chair to greet the newcomer.

Creaking sounds could be heard as the greenette walked down the stairs. He smiled when he approached the ivory-haired child. "Hello there - I take it you're one of the Genins we hired.
My name is Tatsuo Kazeraikou and I'm one of the koordinators. I'm happy to meet you" greeted the man.

Ryutatsu had probably not seen him before. Tatsuo had been busy lately after his wife had given birth to their daughter Sumiko. He did not do missions that much since he was doing more administrative work.
This suited him quite well, but he still did missions on a regular basis. Having your cousin as the Raikage made things a little easier and harder in that department though.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu clasped his hands in front of him and gave a little bow of greeting. It was his way to live as a true swordsman even though he was a shinobi. As he bent over the older man would get a clearer look at the sword on his back and it was in a copper coated sheath. The sheath was exquisitely detailed with a Rose and tree motif that had drifting petals reminiscent of Cherry Blossom trees. A master craftsman made this for him to the highest standard.

When he straighten up he his eyes as well as his markings proved his heritage as a Kyoudo. "Greetings sir. I am Ryutatsu Kyoudo. I am one of the genin assigned to the task of building and escorting. " Ryutatsu was slightly surprised at the mention of the man's last name for it was shared with the current Raikage. So that meant whatever his title and duties currently he had connections. Besides he was coming to understand that politics of the village could be considered complicated at times.

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

"Greetings sir. I am Ryutatsu Kyoudo. I am one of the genin assigned to the task of building and escorting." replied Ryutatsu.
He gave him a polite bow, which the older male returned. His mind then kicked into gear when he saw the red marks.

'He's a Kyoudo member huh? That explains the marks as well as his young age. Most of the members I've met from that clan are very gifted with ninjutsu.
But I wonder who he got that sword from. Such exquisite work is not cheap to make or easy to find' noticed Tatsuo.

Having a father and a grandfather who were sword smiths had given him plenty of knowledge about the craft. "I'm happy to see you too Kyoudo-kun. Please come with me. Sakurai-san is waiting for us at the office" told the older man.
He would take the lead and walk back to the office. Creaking noises could be heard as they walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The boy would probably notice the paint peeling off the walls plus the faint smell of soap. Even though the building was in bad condition, they did their best to keep it clean. The Jounin would then walk towards the door that had the sign 'Manager' on it.
He opened the door slowly and went into the room. A woman approached the duo with a smile on her face.

"I take this is one of the Genins" told the ebony-haired female. The male nodded in reply. Her taupe brown eyes then looked at Ryutatsu.
"My name is Mitsue Sakurai. I'm glad you signed up for the mission" told Mitsue.

She felt a little surprised when she saw the child. His face was similar to a nine year old boy's, but he was already at her height. The woman had not seen anyone with the marks that he had either.
She did not look at them for more than a second or two however. The manager had sadly seen worse things during her time at the orphanage.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu followed the man into the mangers office, while noting the state of the building. He was feeling better that he got left in the Wind Country to be raised more at the state of this place. HE wondered how that other Orphan handled being raised here. The Dojo while not a comfortable place was still home to him. Or at least it was until he set up his own little place down the road from the old Sword Smith.

Ryutatsu bowed in greetings to the ebony haired woman who introduced herself as Mitsue Sakurai. At the last name his eyebrow rose even though he said nothing. She had the same last name as the technique tree of lightning that he favored. He was getting all sorts of surprises this day on people's origins. But from the lack of reactions of people to his markings he figured they either knew and didn't are or don't know anything about them.

Though the markings on his face were no longer really a mystery to him, the lack of his family still was. But he had met a few of his clan and a lot of them tend to find this village. That was fortunate for him to learn about his heritage. But getting his mind to the point he straighten up from his polite bow. "Greetings, ma'am. Just tell me where the new facility is to be built and I will get started on forging the metal that will be needed for it. Also if you have the designs up I could use that to fashion more specific metal pieces like fitted doors and the like."

Extending his senses, he was specifically feeling for the metal and materials below them in the earth. With all the specialty of lightning, people forget that he was on Earth as well. Ryutatsu could feel the metal below and he began shifting it without even a seal really. This was the power of his blood as he pushed it closer to the earth to use as a base for the forge he was going to set up to build this building.

[eyequincy]

Young Ikana Miyamoto was a genie living within this very orphanage, and when the matron had requested to help pack her things for her she objected. She wanted to prove she was “all grown up” by doing it herself. She packed some clothing, her ryo, a couple of scrolls, and whatever else she wanted. On the very top was her favorite teddy bear plush toy whom she named Koda. Now...she seemed to have overestimated her strength as she was not able to lift the box at all. “Okay box. You have not beaten me yet! I’ll be right back!” she soon ran down the halls despite the sign that said “No Running” before getting two large buckets of water. Performing a short sequence of handseals, she channeled her chakra. “Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu!” Soon, five duplicates of herself would be formed before she nodded with a smug look. “Altogether now everyone!”

After a painful struggle, a large and heavy box has been brought with the other 15 boxes with her name on it. She wore her headband proudly around her neck as she silently cheered at getting her box there. It was then she wondered if the team had arrived yet to help move everything to the other new building. Maybe she could ask “mother” the matron to let her know. Dashing to the room called manager, she knocked politely before slowly opening the door to see the older woman and a jonin by the looks of it. The young girl adorably tugged down on the dress she was currently wearing before shyly looking to the Jounin with her eyes. “G-Gomenosai. My name is Miyamoto Ikana. I am a genin and I live here mister. Here is my mission slip.” She then looked to the floor adorably before speaking. “How can I help?” She was the young girl who helped around the orphanage with her knowledge of ninjutsu and had big hopes and dreams. The child looked so incredibly shy in the presence of this Jounin however.

First impressions matter a lot, and she worried that the man in front of her might be a bit mean or scary. For an eight year old girl, she stood at 4,2 and had grey silver hair which was a neat ponytail behind her. She was new to the Kunoichi business, and by the looks of it wasn't used to being in the presence of a Jounin. She honestly wondered how much of a help she could really even be...if at all. She knew little Suiton and Raiton, and she was wondering if she could meet to the mans expectations. Her clones wait in the room with the boxes with further instruction.

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OOC: Hope my post is good.

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

A low 'knock knock' could be heard. Both of the adults looked up when the door opened.
"G-Gomenosai. My name is Miyamoto Ikana. I am a genin and I live here mister. Here is my mission slip." told Ikana before she handed him the slip.

The male glanced at the female after checking her slip. 'She has a headband and the slip looks valid. But why are there only two kids at this mission? I had expected some teenagers here too' thought Tatsuo. He looked back up at the eight year old girl.

"How can I help?" inquired the girl. "Well, I need some help moving the furniture into the new house.
Does any of you know any bunshin jutsus? That should make things go a little faster" replied the man. He tried to keep his voice neutral even if he was a bit disappointed.

"Ikana-san, you can start with the dining room. Ryutatsu-kun, you will start in the living room. I'll take the two remaining bedrooms. Remember that the furniture that are not being recycled have a big red sticker on them.
Furniture that does NOT have a big red sticker on them are not coming with us. Any questions?" inquired the Jounin.

Having two kids as his partners would make things a bit harder. They were not as strong nor as smart as a teenager or an adult. Second, their chakra network was still developing.
The positive was that children were not as bratty as a teenager. The male knew that they were probably eager to learn as well.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu shrugged and place down the heavy tools that he had carried in with him. They thumped loudly on the floor, and as soon as he did so he began four strings of hand seals. The first three would only be recognizable by ikebana or those that fought them. First he summoned some random flower seeds. Then he continued to that second string hovering his hand over the seeds to make them sprout up rapidly. He wasn't worried this time on making sure the plants survive so he didn't give his little flowers anything beyond the immediate needs.

The third string was what was more what the Jonin wanted as a clone was now standing before them where the flowers were. It was a perfectly solid replication of himself which was fairly strong for a child. While may not be the strongest child his training regiment was one of the tougher ones around. Then he looked out the window to where the well was. That would give him the material for the other Clone Jutsu he needed. So a Four searies of weaving movements were completed and the water rushed up.

The water rushed in through the window and in front of them stood five more clones of Ryutatsu. These though were made of water instead of Flowers. For a Lightning child he had many a jutsu that wasn't lightning related. With a little bow each of the clones rushed downstairs. The Flower Clone went to checking each piece of furniture to see if it had a red tag while the Water Clones did the heavy lifting. Ryutatsu himself also gave a bow and followed behind his clones with few words.

So now there was seven of Ryutatsu working on moving out the furniture. The living room was easily and quickly done. Despite his physique, Ryutatsu was actually fairly strong for his size. Between working as a metal smith and constant sword practice, his muscles have been developing into bands of steel. After finishing with the Living room Ryutatsu and his clones would move on to other rooms. They would hit each one looking for red tags to move it out. Kitchen and various other rooms were high on his list to move out quickly. 

Since it was simple muscle work after the summoning of the clones, the real Ryutatsu was able to use his abilities to help. Anything metal that needed to be move literally flew to where it needed to be. Using his abilities he was able to fly five or so objects at a time. It wasn't hard for him in the least actually he approached like training. Each thing needed to be move was a challenge to be overcome. For a child he was a hard worker and diligent. There wasn't much emotion there just a get down to business attitude.

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Kuchiyose no Jutsu: Mi (Summoning Technique: Seeds)
Rank: C
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates Ten Seeds.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: The things summoned are only seeds, not full-grown plants. Seeds do not grow herbs that have herbalistic effects.
Description: User Performs the handseals needed and creates the following seeds
Tree (varieties include elm, oak, apple, cherry, birch, cedar, camellia, cypress, fir, lilac, magnolia, maple, plum, spruce, sycamore, willow)
Vine (regular, thick, thorn)
Flower (roses, daisies, lilacs, and sunflowers are the most common flowers created- there are plenty more that can be dependent on the situation, but it would take forever to list them all)
Limit: Must be in the Ikebana Clan.

Puranto Ninpou: Haeru
Rank: "E"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: A basic technique of the Ikebana, where the user molds a certain type of chakra to feed it to the clan’s special seeds and make them sprout into flowers. With other techniques, the seeds can grow into different kinds of plants.
Drawback: ---
Special: “Hand Seals”
Description: This is the first clan technique for the members of Ikebana to learn, since it’s needed for many other techniques. The user spreads the needed amount of seeds in the desired area and uses then the hand seals to make the seeds sprout into flowers instantly – almost as soon as the seals have been formed the flowers are ready for use. The seeds will always respond to Haeru chakra, no matter where the seeds are when the technique is used: One bag of the Silene seeds can become a full-sized, flower filled meadow even in sand and snow, or while floating on water. The basic form of Haeru creates red, blue, white and yellow daisies, but by molding their chakra in a slightly different way, the user can also create other kinds of flowers.
Limit: Must be in the Ikebana Clan.

Hana Bunshin (Flower Clone)
Rank: "C"
Skill: Ninjutsu
Effect: Creates a clone from Flowers
Special: ”Hand Seals”
Drawback: Weak to Katon.
Description: After forming hand seals flowers from around the user begin to swirl and form together. Being made of flowers, these clones will disintegrate after a single hit. After they fall apart, the flowers can still be used in flower techniques unless destroyed. These clones are capable of performing Ikebana techniques. At the cost of the clone destroying itself, it can use the flowers of its own body to perform a technique.
Limit: Must be in the Ikebana Clan.

Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu (Water Clone)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: ---
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: ---
Description: Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu is a Ninjutsu technique that utilizes water to create a Bunshin clone. Unlike a normal Bunshin, the Mizu Bunshin has the ability to interact more with the environment due to it having physical substance. This allows the clone to carry out limited attacks on its target. The range of the clone is limited; however, it can not travel very far from the original body. If the Mizu Bunshin is injured, the clone will usually revert back into its natural water state. When first learned the user is capable of having or capable of creating up to Five Clones. Each time learned the user learns this technique the number of Clones is capable of increasing by one. The maximum amount of clones is Ten for the Difficulty Class of D Rank. For each Difficulty Rank Increase the number increases by five of maximum but learning is still one per learned.
Limit: Water Release

[eyequincy]

The little girl nodded seeing she knew what she had to do. She was going to be moving furniture from the dining room and that anything that had a red sticker was going to be recycled, and that anything without would be left behind. "I know the Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu mister. I have five of them waiting downstairs. I'll try my best mister, but one question!" She asked this question to the receptionist before, but she wanted to ask this fellow just to make sure. "Since I live here too, can I get a toy?" She would give the biggest puppy dog eyes possible as she was hopeful that she could. After receiving her answer, she would walk off to the dining room to see there were many chairs, and tables of course.

Some of the items would be in better condition than others, so she made sure to only work with the items with red stickers. The original would lift up two chairs at a time stacking them as all five of the Bunshin began to work on lifting up a table. All of these items had red stickers and so they would begin to make their way outside first, tilting the items so they would make it out the door. "Been working so hard. Been punching my card. Eight hours for what? Oh tell me what I got. I got that feeling. That time's just holding me down. I'll hit the ceiling. Or else I'll tear up this town! Now I gotta cut loose. Footloose. Kick off your Sunday shoes." The young girl would continue to sing this song while she and her clones would work on moving all of the furniture out of the house, invigorated by the power of music!

She was a charismatic and enthusiastic little girl who seemed to be having fun even while doing this manual bit of labor that most people would groan and complain about. She made her way for a second trip bringing out two tables this time. She was sweating slightly seeing she was not the strongest weight lifter. She was only eight after all but she was determined to work to save time and other people's efforts by doing this all by herself. Ironically, the box Ikana had lifted earlier was heavier than most of the things here. She had no arms on her at the moment as majority of it was within her box with the others. She just tried to remain positive on the whole outlook.

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

"I know the Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu mister. I have five of them waiting downstairs. I'll try my best mister, but one question!" started the female.
She then looked at them with huge puppy-like eyes. "Since I live here too, can I get a toy?" asked Ikana.

"Do you know what? I'm going to give you a larger percentage of the mission fee so you can buy your own toy" told Mitsue in a neutral voice. Both of the kids then went downstairs to start moving.
'This should be interesting' mused the male as he left the office. He had to go to the bathroom first to prepare his jutsu.

Tatsuo locked himself in before he turned on the shower. "Suiton! Mizu bunshin!" muttered the man as he sent a decent amount of chakra into the water.
Six clones exited the shower one by one. This was actually one of the most effective ways to make water clones inside a house.

Clone number six turned off the shower and the groups started to clear out the bedrooms. The Jounin went downstairs twenty minutes later to see how the kids were doing. He could not help but to smile when he heard the female Genin sing as loud as her voice allowed her to.
'Guess work shanties haven't died out yet. I certainly don't mind' thought the male as he carried the two chairs to the cart.

The shinobis now had to move the furniture to the new house. The greenette took out the map to see where it was. 'Hmmm...we have to pull the cart through six blocks in total.
Good thing that neither of them are in a crime-heavy area. But we have to make sure that we don't lose anything on the way there' thought the man.

He went back into the house. "HEY KIDS! WE NEED TO MOVE OUR FURNITURE NOW!" shouted Tatsuo.
He would wait until the kids had cleaned up their rooms. But they had to hurry since the orphans would be back in just three hours.

[eyequincy]

Upon hearing that the child would be able to have a bigger percentage of the mission fee to buy herself a toy, Ikana Miyamoto giggled in happiness. "Thank you mister!" Running down the stairs, she and her clones would work for twenty minutes moving furniture as instructed. She was singing her little work song as she was sweating lightly. Her clones had to work together to carry heavier pieces of furniture, so she was getting majority of the harder work done. Soon, she heard a call that all the furniture needed to be moved out of the house immediately. “Hai!” She gestured to the clones and they nodded before they lugged the furniture piece by piece outside and onto their large cart. She had chairs, a few tables, an oven, and a refrigerator soon out and ready.

Within fifteen minutes, she completed that. "D-Done!" The child held her aching fingers and she panted from the strain of getting all that out and done with. However, the hard part wasn't done yet after all. She wished the manual labor wasn't so hard but at least she had clones to help her. Also, she would be able to get a sweet reward of payment from it. She wondered what they would be doing now that everything had been transferred. "Should I keep my clones around or should they disperse now?" She was just curious as she didn't know how much chakra they had in them at this point. She wouldn't want them to be doing something like help carry the cart but then fail to do so because they reverted. 

They still needed to push the cart, and then they still needed to get the new house prepared for all of the orphans including herself. She was excited to see what the new house was going to be like and was hopeful it would be a great place. She was grateful getting a new home with her orphan brothers and sisters. She still had doubts in her mind that she could help much with anything. She knew some Raiton and Suiton, but surely not enough to help everybody. Then again, who knows. Maybe she could be more useful than she knew. 

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

((OOC: I decided to move on so we can do the more exciting things))

The male ordered his clones to put the heaviest furniture in the bottom. It did not take long until the female had carried out an impressive amount of furniture.
"Should I keep my clones around or should they disperse now?" inquired Ikana. "I want you to hide a few clones in the cart. They won't be that heavy since they're made out of water" assured Tatsuo.

He would wait for the younger male to arrive before he gave them the next piece of information. "All right kids - listen carefully. We're going to pull this cart to the new orphanage.
We have to be careful so we don't drop anything. Sakurai-san won't be happy if we do that" stated the man in a serious voice.

"I want you to keep the clones near the cart. DO NOT MAKE THEM WALK NEXT TO US! That will make it harder for us in case we run into nasty people.
Do you have any questions?" inquired the Jounin in a polite voice. He made sure that his face looked a bit friendlier when he said this.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu shrugged and nodded at the Jonin's command at keeping the clones next to the cart and not them. The real Ryutatsu summoned a pack of ten rose seeds, three of them he pocketed for later use. But the other six he performed some hand seals over. Suddenly the seven rose plants grew and he reached for each one in turn. He was growing each one to a certain length and shape.

He was definitely showing an ikebana familiarity. No one knows who his parents were all that was known about his heritage was at least one parent was a Kyoudo. And that Shiki Senri, the Kyoudo that got adopted by that noble family was a cousin of some sort. So maybe there was some actual Ikebana in his blood or maybe something else. That was a mystery that wouldn't be revealed this day.

Either way when Ryutatsu was finished, himself and each of the clones was holding wicked looking swords. Each sword was made from a rose, with a blossoming rose as the end of the hilt. The thorns of each rose plant were grown in such a way, they made a serrated blade. These swords were a display in beauty and deadliness. When each clone was similarly armed and he was as well the clones took up positions around the cart.

Each armed clone had a rose-thorn scabbard that went to their blade as well. It was obvious this was an old trick of the very young sword master. The real Ryutatsu went back into the house and came back out a moment later. He was carrying his tools for smithing items, he loaded those into the cart as well and then waited for the command to get going. But as he was waiting a curious set of one handed seals was performed and no visible reaction happen but those of certain eyes. Ryutatsu put an electrical charge on his real scabbard.

[eyequincy]

The little girl nodded at everything she was informed to keep the clones near the cart. She was also informed not to let anything drop? "Okay! You got it Jonin-San! But...what kind of nasty people would we run into?" She asked with child like innocence as she wiped a bit of sweat from her eyes. If they were fighting, the little girl did not come very well prepared. She had packed her Shinobi weapons and tools thinking it would be more of a mission of labor than anything else.

She was a bit more than surprised at the flower jutsu. She remembered how in school they did boring flower sorting, but was this what boys learned about flowers in the academy? So unfair! Not once did she consider it was a kekkei genkai or anything of the sort. Ikana's water clones were moved to the opposite side of the cart and had no weaponry. She was new to the entirety of the career and so was a slowly developing Kunoichi. She had probably better up her training or else she'd be falling behind surely. She would get to work on that later, for now she had a mission to fulfill.

[Marii K. Kazeraikou]

It appeared that the younger male was fine with this. "Okay! You got it jonin-san! But...what kind of nasty people would we run into?" inquired the female. The older male bent down a little so he was on the same eye level as her.

"There may be people who want to steal some of the goods to sell money. But I will do my best to protect you and Kyoudo-kun" promised Tatsuo. He stood up again before he ordered two of his clones to pull the cart.
One of them was wearing a black cap plus a face mask people wore when they had a cold. The man had made sure to create different outfits for his clones as well.

"I would like you to stay behind with me. Pretend that I'm your father or uncle. That won't make the thieves suspicious" told the Jounin. He put on a pair of sunglasses after he had hid his headband in his jeans pocket.
The male made the clones push the cart and started moving when they were 20 feet ahead. His other four clones were following them from behind.

'RYUUGAN!' thought the greenette as he turned on his heritage. It was unlikely that his young partners would notice the change. He was wearing sunglasses after all.
"So - how has your day been? Did you learn anything new?" inquired the man as he looked at the duo.

He did not only ask this question as a part of his 'daddy role'. Tatsuo was a bit curious to know how these kids were like. It was not usual to see Genins this young take "B"-ranked missions.
Furthermore, at least one of them was an orphan. Maybe he could find a family that would love to have her as their daughter.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu half shrugged when the Jonin pledged to protect him. "I don't need protection, I am a Shinobi of Kumogakure just like you. " He had a serious bent to his face but his various clones modified their clothing slightly to appear as a bunch of different rose sword having kids. As the Jonin asked them a direct question did Ryutatsu open up a bit. "The learning of the state of this orphanage makes me glad I was raised in a dojo. "

Ryutatsu looking at his various clones decided to at least make them act like a bunch of kids going on a trip, that to make the disguise better. He had his clones placed around the cart though in such a way that at least three clones could react instantly to an attack on any side. Then as a added little oddity to their disguise and cart, Ryutatsu did some weaving movements while placing a seed on the cart's edge. Suddenly a Flowering vine blossomed around the edge of the cart, wrapping around it to look like some decoration.

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The jonin in front of her kneeled down to eye level before replying. Apparently people might try to steal the belongings from the orphanage, and that was a new low. Ikana never could have dreamed that something like that could ever happen. It was then that he promised to protect her. "Thank you mister jonin. I didn't bring any Shinobu gear since I thought we were just gonna go move stuff. " Thus the party would soon move out, but before they did, Ikana listened to the new orders. She was ordered to treat the jonin like an uncle or father...how odd seeing she's never had a father. It was all an act as to throw people off to not make them look conspicuous. Ikana didn't question as she was just an innocent little girl.

As they walked, she didn't notice the man's sudden activation of the Kekkei Genkai as she was too busy looking left and right. Her clones had simply traveled by rooftop, overseeing them with a vantage bird eyes view. She was imagining there were "bad guys" everywhere, but in reality there was little risk of danger probably. She was suddenly asked how her day was and if she'd learned anything new. "Umm...uhh. I've been training in ninjutsu and stuff. I wanted to train with some clan kids but they made me sad. They told me to go away because I was just a clanless orphan. But that's okay seeing I train all by myself anyways." Ikana was sorrowful on the inside although she wore a smile on the outside. For a young girl of eight with no parents, she was used to sadness as it was just a part of every day life.

[Ryutatsu "Sakurai Sword"]

Ryutatsu frowned at the little girl's comments. He did not like the idea that she was being picked on by the clan children because of her orphan status. He knew what that felt like and it was a rough and hard burden to bare. He patted her on the shoulder to show sympathy towards her plight. " I too was an orphan, still am technically. If you need a training partner I use a grove up yonder past the old sword smith's place. Or I will be at the Senri Lightning Dojo. My cousin Shiki when he is in town is usually there."

After that little speech, Ryutatsu went back to his position on the opposite side of the Jonin. He didn't like the fact he got emotional at all. Emotions served only to bring trouble when making decisions. He preferred the calm and collected path of honor and contemplation. Ryutatsu was a swordsman first and a shinobi second sometimes. This was just how he was raised after being discovered on the steps to a dojo in the Wind Country. Ironically he was born in this country and the dojo master had brought him here in hopes of finding family and in a way he had.