[ Damn that Mailman!]

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Name: You've got mail!
Rank: D
IIC Length: 1 Day
Difficulty: Easy
Description: The life of an Amekagure mail-nin is not easy. Mounds of unmailed letters are found within the mail-nin office and they are severely understaffed due to recent events! Thus the Amekage has decided to employ a team of genin to help the understaffed mail-ninja's in their time of dire need. A cell of genin class ninja are to go to the mail-nin office, collect two large sacks each of letters and deliver them as expeditiously as possible
Objective: Deliver the Letters Safely, to their correct owners and before night time hits the village.
Reward: 1000 Ryo.
Note: May be done Three times.

Azure occuli would glint with a malign kind of distaste. Apparently his abilities however great were not lauded above his newfound genin status. They paid no heed to his ability to wield forces both terrible and great. He was designated a “genin” and so forth that would be his mission status. His newest task was to assist…the mail services. For one who had been Amekage this was tantamount to torture. How could he have inflicted such malice upon the young aspiring youths of the nation. He would need to have a serious talk with the upper beaurocratic management when his claim to vengeance came…however long that might take.

Disgust showing upon his countenance Souzen would use his prodigious abilities within the shunshin ability to being to deliver the mail quickly and efficiently. Mailboxes both large and small would fall beneath his might. Dexterous hands depositing the mail within the boxes before his movements could even be registered by the naked eye. O how the city blocks would fall quickly neath his powers of alacrity. Even the large, bulky packages they deemed necessary to loud upon him fell beneath his abilities. O how easy this mission was to his abilities. Although it bored him greatly.

However, it was to be a necessary boredom. He would need to accrue power within the village and do that end he would need to rise within the ranks quickly. Even more so he needed to achieve the rank of chunnin before he could truly start tendou. That was why he Must attend the chunnin exams in February. Soon he would be back at the post office. The large, ovular white washed building within his gaze. O how he hated these walls with a kind of impregnated malice. Stomping his feet rather angrily he would approach the rather timid, bespeckeled man who was Noboushuge Ishimaru, the head mail cheiftan! Defiance showing within his eyes he would pick up the last sack of mail and be off.

Off course while he left he would give one last malice filled glare at all the patrons before leaving. Such petty people and their poor, insipid ways. Truly he held them in contempt. They would never have their name remembered, they would never aspire to the heavens. It was lamentable to say the least. But alas, our protagonist would endeavor onwards. This mail needed to be delivered if he was to be accredited with the mission upon his file as well as the ryo. He did have a rather large need for secondary weapons…having disposed of most of his sometime earlier in his life.

Feet pounding upon gaia he would be off. The intrepid mail man servent of the whores of Amekagure. Ready to battle injustice wherever he might find it, as well as submit to the dogs who ruled this country. O how he laughed fearlessly into the winds. If only they knew the extent of his true allegiance. But that would never happen, he had a new form and the only other person who knew was his beloved |Syaora. She would never betray him, just as he would never betray her. After all, she was his goddess. Ah how he wished her to be here at the moment. But it was naught to be. She was gone off, no doubt helping his cause as well as doing her own devious machinations.

Soon all too soon, Souzen would arrive at the last house. A rather large, ornate mansion. No Doubt holding some of Amekagure’s despicable rich nobles who bled the land dry for their own asinine purposes. Depositing the rather large parcel, which he assumed to contain opium, Souzen would kick down the mailbox in a fit of delirious madness. ( probably brought on by his insomnia.) Mere minutes later he would return to the mail station, slight perspiration showing upon his crown. Seconds later he would leave the mail station again, leaving behind a very scared Head Mail Chieftan! Also he carried with him a small shard of paper that would no doubt confirm his participation in this mission.

” One down…two to go.”

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