[ Patrol. ]

[kujira]

Name: Guard Duty: Village Patrol
Rank: D
IIC Length: 1 Day
Difficulty: Easy
Description: A shinobi or a cell of shinobi are to patrol the inner city of the village for an entire twelve hour shift. They are to take note of any suspicious activity and either act on there own or alert senior Shinobi. As well they are to keep the order within the city, settling any scuffles or mishaps. Usually taken by genin who are just learning the process's involved with protecting the village.
Objective: Patrol the inner city of Amekagure, investigating anything suspicious, as well as keeping order within the village.
Reward: 1000 Ryo
Note: May be done an infinite amount of times.

Idle foot steps would carry Souzen over the paved, cobbled rounds that seemed to wind forever amongst Amekagure. It seemed every day he lingered in this village its presence grew more and more disgusting. It was almost like a smell under his nostrils that he could not shake. Oh how he wished he could just be rid of it all. The putrid presence of this festering cesspool of corruption weighed on him ever so much. Yet, his task on this earth was not yet finished in the slightest. Vengeance would need to be reaped across the world before he could take his long awaited rest.

Divine thoughts still filtering through his consciousness Souzen would espy a nearby apple vendor, her wares gleaming bright and lush. At least it seemed the common people were happy enough. Despite their menial status beneath the higher “elite” ninja. Tch, it irked him so. Apparently his plans for vengeance were turning less and less from total destruction…to the complete and utter destruction of just shinobi themselves. Then, to his amazement a single, apple would fall and roll down the cobbled pavement. A young girl, no more than six, would run , giggling happily, as she chased after the bobbling treat.

THEN! YE ZOUNDS! A cart came barreling out of nowhere. A fat merchant with a curly mustache trying to control the snorting, foaming horse that was running breakneck onto the path of the little girl which would no doubt kill her in all manners of horribleness. Soft sigh escaping his lips Souzen would suddenly leap into alacritous movement, his form a mere blur as a single foot step upon terra firma sent him towards the girls position where he would sweep her up in his arms and away from harm.

Although, he did this seemingly noble act his intentions were quite different. It mattered little if this girl perished. But rather, he needed to cultivate the image of a king, caring Amekage to better ensnare the people within his plot. If he were to rule with an iron fist surely the people would rebuke him and he would end up fighting the village instead of controlling it. That was where the namine siblings went wrong in their plot for the village. He would rise above their petty charades and become the true instrument of justice upon the world.

Depositing the girl onto the ground, amidst the gathering, cheering crowd Souzen would stand. His arms sweeping forth in a ceremonious flourish, basking in the petty admirations of the fools of this village. Oh yes, he would soak it all in. Allow the people to be manipulated. Then he would be gone, vanishing again with his usage of the inkaten technique. It appeared as though his patrol of the village was done. Now he would led the word spread of the “hero” Amekage. Yes, it would be quite the image. Mayhaps he could flaunt it over Kininata…moving him to rash action. Oh how he mused and mused and mused. If anything, evil never rested…

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