Beautification Society (M)

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Name: Beautification Society
Rank: D
IIC Length: 1 Day
Difficulty: Very Easy
Description: The Beautification Society of Kusagakure no Sato (BSKS) have petitioned the aid of the genin of to help make the village a more beautiful place. A list of instructions will be provided upon acceptance. Go make Kusa a more lovely place to live!
Objective: Perform the list of chores given to you. These could include planting flowers, picking trash, repairing fences.
Reward: 600

As Kakan awoke the next day, his parents still deeply asleep, he left yet another note of his whereabouts and disappeared out of the house. It was the early hours of the day, and he thought he might need an extra amount of time to work on today's mission. As he walked to the designated meeting place of the BSKS, he only found one person to be standing there, a small clipboard in hand.

"Kakan?" The male spoke, his brown curly hair overshadowing his eyes as he turned to look at Kakan. With a small nod, the male began to speak again. "Here's your list of things to do. I'll be here at close to sunset to see how far you got." He said, briskly giving Kakan the paper and disappearing around the corner of a building, obviously on his way to do some important things. With the note in hand, Kakan opened it and began reading his things he'd need to do today.

Clean the streets (Use your imagination)
Plant the trees that Mr. Kajint is donating
Prune the various shrubs around Kusagakure
Rebuild Ms. Jochint's fence

Oh boy... so much to do...

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Cleaning the streets

The easiest, and probably most annoying part of this job would be cleaning up all of the mess left behind by those that he'd be helping throughout the city. There were very few real "streets" to clean. So, he'd start with the restaurant areas first. They'd prove to be the hardest to clean, as they were always so busy during the day.

To his surprise, the streets weren't too littered. Just stray bits of trash here and there. And, of course, the dead leaves of fallen trees littering it as well. But, he had an idea of how to clean it up. Seeing a stray broom to his right, Kakan grabbed ahold of the handle and began working on the leaves. Unfortunately, all the techniques he knew were vine related, relating to the poison that coated the inside of the said vines. So, he had no choice but to sweep these up. The trash, though, would be easy enough with the vine blades, it would just require being careful.

Starting along the edge of the dead leaves, he gathered them all up into piles and thought of the best way to dispose of them. The leaves could easily be used as compost, once they were broken down by their own natural heat, so he'd figure out a way to get them to the greenhouse compost pile after taking care of any of the trash that couldn't go along with the compost as well. The dead leaves and branches took a good hour to pile, as they were large in number. With those taken care of, several people just passing him by as if he were regularly doing this, he pushed three vines out of the palm of his right hand, making the blades of his vines pop out and begin gathering trash and throwing them in the trash receptacles.

This is what got most people's attention, as they were not used to people sprouting vines and blades as they were cleaning. Keeping a good distance, several mothers making sure to keep their children out of harms way, Kakan didn't have to worry about dashing anyone with the poison on the blades. The poison that did drip off merely was absorbed by the dirt, the earth neutralizing any poison effects the poison might have.

The street was far cleaner than it had been when he first came here, he just had the job of moving the large pile of compost and dead limbs. Forcing the blades to retract into the vines, Kakan extended all of the vines from his right hand, equaling seven vines total, as well as the seven from his left hand and began curling the vines around the large pile, slowly lifting it off of the ground in large clumps. Using the vines from his shoulders to gather up any other loose leaves, he began towards the greenhouse compost pile, ready to take on his next task.

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Plant the trees that Mr. Kajint is donating

In a local shop that sold flowers, Kakan was approaching the owner, Mr. Kajint.

"The BSKS said you were going to be donating some trees, am I correct?" Kakan asked, making sure that he was correct.

"Oh, yes, I am donating to them. Are you the one I am to give them to?" Mr. Kajint asked, Kakan nodding his answer. "Of course, follow me." He spoke, Kakan following behind quietly. "I have put them in a buggy that you are welcome to take, in case you came alone. Just return it when you are done. I think they said something about planting them around the square and having some shinobi increase their growth, because right now, they are only small stubs." Mr. Kajint said, Kakan noting the location.

"I will have the buggy returned to you, as soon as I'm done, sir." Kakan said, grabbing the handles of the buggy and walking out of the back of the shop, his destination the center of town. Kajint had been nice enough to give Kakan the tools to dig the holes he'd need for the small trees, as Kakan heard them rattling around as he move the cart through the streets of the city.

As he neared the main square, he noticed a small sign next to a fountain, surrounded by several barren patches of ground. The sign read "Under Landscaping by the BSKS" which let Kakan know where to plant the seedlings. Pulling the buggy up to the spot, Kakan began doing some initial estimates on where he'd need to place the newly grown trees.

There were nine seedlings, and the area around the fountain where they were to be planted was circular. He'd plant them similar to that of a clock face, minus a few numbers. Setting to work, he planted one seedling after another, keeping the distance between the seedlings perfect, so as to keep to the symmetrical look the fountain gave off. Plus, the trees would need room to grow, if they were going to be bolstered by Ninjutsu, as he had been told by Kajint. As the last seedling was put in place and carefully planted, Kakan was finished with his second task. It was just a matter of taking the tools back to Kajint.

With the buggy lumbering quietly behind him, Kakan pulled into the back of Mr. Kajint's shop and left the buggy where it had been originally, minus the seedlings. Mr. Kajint had been in the back at the moment he was pulling in and gave Kakan a thumbs up, letting him know he could go on and do what else he needed to do today.

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Prune the shrubs around Kusagakure

The sun was beginning to reach its apex in the sky, the signal of noon visible to all that were outside. He had done two of the tasks that were asked of him and he was nearly halfway done with his day. It would just be a little longer until he could say that the mission was entirely finished.

With a set of pruning shears that Mr. Kajint had let him borrow, Kakan began at the center of town, slowly working his way around Kusagakure, snipping off limbs that were weighing down shrubs, pressing them towards the ground and nearly snapping the base of the plant. With each plant that he pruned, he remembered to keep them at least a little pretty. Not just 'Cut, snip, done!' as he knew some would think of it as.

As he clipped them, he made sure to add them to the bag of compost he had for the greenhouses. He had several bags hung over his shoulder, should the bag prove to be too full.

-Three bags later and two hours later-

Dripping with sweat, and his time for the day close to done, Kakan felt the overwhelming weight of four bags full of leaves, sticks, and various things he had picked up to keep the streets clean. With one last bag, and one last street to take care of, Kakan swiftly slipped through the street and clipped the shrubs here and there. "Almost done..." He said to himself, sealing the back with a quick tying motion and moving back towards where his bags were set down.

As he looked over where his bags had been, there was now just a pile of trash and leaves. The remains of the bags were just shreds of plastic and the string he had been using to constrict the bags.

Son of a...

Someone had slashed his bags. Who in their right mind would slash the bags he'd been using. Well, whoever it was was gone, and they were going to leave no trace of who they were. Luckily, he'd brought extra bags. With the five bags of trash now draping over his shoulder, Kakan set out for the greenhouse compost pile, ready to take on the last task of his mission.

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Rebuild Ms. Jochint's fence

With only three more hours of daylight, Kakan got directions from Kajint on where to find Ms. Jochint house. With haste in his step, Kakan moved across town towards his last task for the day.

After several failed attempts at finding the house, and a few misguided directions, he found the home he had been looking for. A small home that couldn't have been bigger than a two bedroom apartment sat between two large apartment complexes, a blue painted exterior with a gray roof. An elderly woman sat on the porch, her deep green eyes watching the sky as the sun moved closer towards the horizon.

"Ms. Jochint?" Kakan asked, standing in the street rather than approaching her. It was a common courtesy to not step onto someone's property without their expressed consent. No response. "Ms. Jochint?" Kakan spoke again, stepping onto her property and slowly approaching her.

It wasn't until he had started walking towards her that she would notice him. It was then that she began to make motions with her hands, not like handseals, but as if she were trying to communicate. Sign language?

Seeing a large pile of wood and tools, the wood already painted, Kakan pointed towards the wood and tools as if trying to communicate that he was here to work. With a silent nod and a smile, Kakan knew that his message had been conveyed. Setting to work, he motioned for her to come near him, so that he could get an idea of what she wanted her fence to look like. Several posts were already standing, just waiting to be pushed in. He didn't want to scathe her lawn without first getting her opinion of what the fence would look like.

With another nod and a smile, Ms. Jochint went inside, leaving Kakan to work on the fence with her approved nod. Setting to work, he began grounding each of the posts in place and nailing boards across the posts, creating what would be a white picket fence.

The fence didn't have to cover a large area, as there was no backyard. There was just the front fence to construct. As he finished, Kakan saw that all of the materials had been used, leaving only the tools to put away. Setting the tools in their box and setting the box silently on the porch, Kakan looked at the last of his craftsmanship. It was finished, and so was his day.

Running back to where the BSKS representative had been, Kakan saw the same brown haired male standing there with his clipboard. "How much did you get done, sir?"

Kakan, wiping a bit of sweat from his brow, began to speak. "The entire list, just as you asked. Is that alright?"

The look on the representative's face was priceless. "All... of it? That's a week's worth of work to most of our volunteers. You mean to tell me you did it all in one day?" A low mumble left his lips as wrote down what Kakan had said. "If you are lying to me, then you'll suffer for it at a later time. But, take this." A note was held out from his hand, Kakan taking it and stuffing it into his pocket. "Now we have to find some other work for tomorrow's volunteers... Should get more ninjas to do the job, they know what work really is..." The man said, mumbling to himself as he set off to turn in his paperwork.

Kakan would leave, a smile on his face. Another job done, and obviously done well.

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