They Won't Let Me Out

[Sabo]

Name: They Won't Let Me Out
Rank: C
IIC Length: 24 hours
Difficulty: Moderate
Description: Since the ANBU Wolf HQ is not open to anyone not of that pedigree, there has been offered an opportunity to hone one's patrolman/guard skills at the prison to the south. In the city of Marineford, simply fill in for one of their guards. The prisoners here aren't too savvy in -jutsu, but hey, every once in a while, some bozo ends up causing a massive ninja art riot.
Objective: Act as a guard for the Marineford Prison.
Reward: 38,500 Ryo

Touka came slightly appeared for any possible mishaps that could occur today, but in general, he expected smooth sailing, or at least he wanted smooth sailing as he would be guarding the Marineford prison just for today, the boy's shift was to start 10 minutes from now 12:00 AM and it was approximately 11:50 PM. Touka gave a short but cute yawn 'It's past my curfew' he muttered.

10 minutes had past and it was just about for his shift to start. The man who had just finished his shift would pat the young ninja on his head 'You be careful in there, they can get a bit wild some times' Touka nodded as he took his place in the Marineford Prison, they were a guard in the intelligence room watching the camera's but he could easily become a liability.

Touka leaned across the wall outside a cell, this cell contained, 4 men in it. They were all drabby looking middle-aged man. 'Idiots' Touka muttered, giving a quiet scoff. They heard that and one of the world come closer to the bars of the cell. 'Hey I heard that, why don't you get over here and say that to my face, kid' The man suggested.

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Touka sighed as he leaned back onto his chair, he wasn't going to entertain these prisoners. One of the other prisoners looked at him carefully, he wasn't wearing any prisoner equipment, just a sword that was at his back. Weird the man thought before taking his seat once more. The prisoner at the bars would snarl before heading back to his bead.

A few hours passed and it was time for the gates to be unlocked, Touka signalled to the man at the cameras and he would press a button for the gates of the cell to now be opened, it was just about time for them to be led to the cafeteria. Gossip went through the lines, it seems that only one guard apart from the cameraman would be with them today.

As they all took their seats at the cafeteria, it appears a riot had started, they were all throwing food at each other and fighting. Touka sighed before unsheathing his sword ever so quietly. 'Please Shut up and eat' Touka politely requested, nobody head his voice. The boy looked forward, it seems a set of mash potatoes were coming his way. 'No need to dirty my sword'

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He moved to the right and the potatoes would go slamming into a wall. Everyone stopped in silence and looked towards Touka 'Come, guys, no need to be afraid its just one prison guard and he's a kid, seriously what could a kid do?' He asked rhetorically, laughing with the rest of the 'Yeah your right, let's take his and escape' One man said, starting the riot.

Touka sighed as 20 of the prisoners surrounded him in a huge circle. 'Hey kid, just give us your keys and you won't get hurt' One of the prisoners said to the boy as they all crept closer towards him. Touka sighed, waiting for the right time, he unsheathed his blade instantly, drawing it from his back. Touka pointed his blade forward and then spun around.

Halfway through the spin, he would leap up into the air and continue the graceful spin. The guards were shocked, they had no idea of what was going on. The landed elegantly on the ground as he sheathed his blade, their clothes would be torn to rags. The prisoners holding for their divinity would be in fear of the prison guard Touka. 'That could have easily been your skin'

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As the boy said those words, he would strike fear into the mind of the prisoners. 'After you get a change of clothes, clean this place up' he ordered, before falling back to his seat, in the middle of the group. The prisoners all nodded, getting a change of clothes and coming back. Fear would bring them not to say anything else.

'Hey guys, I don't know about you but I'm not fucking around with him anymore, you lot are on you' He would say. 'Yeah man, nobody is messing with him, let's just comply until he leaves, I heard he's only here on a 1-day duty' The guards would agree as they all changed into another set of prisoner clothes, they would leave their cells once more to clean the cafe.

Once it was clean, it was about time for them to report back to their cells. They all sat in silence playing cards and talking about their wretched lives. 'Seems my job here is done' The boy remained on his seat for a few more minutes. Once it was 12:00 AM he would leave the prison.