A Man and His Locket [P][Misson]

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Name: [ Lost and Found. ]
Rank: D
IIC Length: 2 days
Difficulty: Easy
Description: Old man Morosuke has lost a precious family heirloom. The item in question is a intricately carved wooden locket, Morosuke has reason to believe that he lost the item only a day ago, although he is unsure of exactly when he lost it. The elderly man has detailed out his entire day so that someone can go everywhere he went and search for the locket. As this is not a high priority mission, nor is it a dangerous mission we will be sending either a single genin, or a group of genin to complete the task.
Objective:Read the outline of old man Morosuke's day and search each location he visited in order to find the lost air loom. Once found return the item to the Mizukage tower.
Reward: 500 Ryo

The boy would stride quickly to the old man’s place wondering whether he had been wrong in following his sempai’s last bit of advice to him before they separated within the village. Long tassels of reddish brown hair would dance with excitement as if they funneled the youth’s hidden anticipation of the mission ahead. Morosuke, an old man inhabitant that dwelled peacefully within the hidden village for many years now had reported his treasured family heirloom missing only a day ago. It would be Kenchu’s job to meet with him and gather information upon the possible whereabouts of the lost artifact could be. Nothing dangerous, nor important, but the nonetheless even the stale faced Genin couldn’t ignore the flighty feeling that would be carrying his feet against his will,

“Think only about the mission…that’s all” he would remind himself as he would draw closer to the old man’s place of residence; a decorative house to say the least, but it wouldn’t be ordinary as it was common for villagers to experiment on their houses.

After all the mist that hung over the entire land made it all, but impossible to fully make out every bad detail of another’s house. A subtle knock would suffice as a withered form quickly opened the door with a relieved smile upon his face as his eyes took in Uesugi’s athletic figure.

“Ah! You’re the youngster that’s gunna find my locket…” the old man chirped excitedly, but when Kenchu remained standing at the door silently and then glanced away after a moment instead taking in the innards of the house a worried wrinkle would mark the senior’s face, “…you ARE here to find my locket, right?” he would ask in a more wary tone this time.

Putting aside his desire to remain silent Uesugi would oblige the man with a forced smile, “Yes, I am Genin Uesugi Kenchu. I’m here to help” he would deliver somewhat believably.

It would be enough to visibly vanquish the tension that had been hovering over the old man’s shoulders, “If you could kindly pass me the outline of your day yesterday I will be on my way and return by night with the lost article” he would continue not wanting to engage in meaningless banter with the quite social old timer.

For a moment Morosuke would regard Kenchu with an oddly reflective expression on his face as if he were familiar with the boy. After a few minutes of squirming uncomfortably beneath the gray eyed gaze of the old man Uesugi would finally tap the old man with a tenuous finger although his eyes wouldn’t belie the annoyance that had somewhat told of him in the time that he would feel he was wasting, “There other things I must do as well Mr. Morosuke, so please” he would offer kindly though barely managing to keep the growl from coming out in his voice, “…I need the outline quickly”

As if snapping out of a long daze, Morosuke would jerk slightly then glance around as if he didn’t know where he was. A second glance at Uesugi would settle him quickly which was just as well for Kenchu would be eager to go on his mission and the old man was hindering his time frame of work; the night time would be impossible to search in. Torn paper would come tumbling out of the man’s shirt pocket which Morosuke would promptly pick up and hand to Kenchu with a toothy smile, “There ya go mi boy” the old man would coo before shutting the door quickly.

“Tch…old people… Uesugi would mutter as he walked away with his eyes entrenched in the list of places.

[R i k i c h i]

Glancing at the once crumbled sheet of paper Kenchu would feel a slight tick of irritation pull at his cheek though this would be the only indication of the young man’s annoyance at the way things had turned out for the success of his mission. A quick examination of the sky would reveal the sun already past its high point and beginning the slow descent back over the horizon which would mean that despite any diligence he would display time would be against him for the remainder of the day; the possibility of finding the locket in the night would be next to zero. Twisting his head quickly he would manage to flip away an errant strand of his hair without much thought as he would focus on his first destination; the fried eel stand at the centre of the square. In his younger days he would recall a few lazy summer days spent with a few trusted friends where they would all lay about beside the stand speaking casually with the jovial vendor. That was before…

“Focus! There’s no time for that now” he would remind himself of the factor with mild intolerance for his own dawdling much less the old man’s; some part of him would want to visit those old days, those times when his heart had not been so burdened with the blood of so many.

Eventually the stand would become visible amidst the happiness of the townspeople enjoying what would be considered by any hidden village to be one of the most pleasant weathered days in a long time. Beautiful mothers would dance happily with their young toddlers who were equally as beautiful, old friends would laugh happily over a game or drink, even the hermits that would usually maintain their solitude at all cost had come to soak in the merriment of the entire village. His cheeks would flush as a few girls his own age would twirl past him in vibrant kimono and make up that would make even a pokerfaced lad like himself attempt to shirk his duties to frolic with them; it would be over two years since he’d spent any time around girls and he found himself staring more curiously at them now than he would have in the past.

Centering his attention upon the stand he would note that wide expanse and the positioning of the stand in the middle of the main town road would make it impossible for the locket to be found at this point; which meant that the only chance he would have is someone having seen it or picked it up. Taking a position at the rear of the line with the paper clenched tightly in his fist Kenchu would smell as the air of festivity would assuage his tension with alluring scents of all kinds. It would be a constant battle with the pleasures around him and the responsibility of his mission being weighed by the second, but evening would find the determinded lad at the front of the line, finally.

“Have you seen a wooden locket like this?” he would ask revealing the image of the locket that had been placed at the top of the outline to the squinty eyed vendor whose eyes widened briefly in recognition,

“Oh! That’s Morosuke’s!” the man would exclaim giving Uesugi hope, but the remorseful expression shortly thereafter would grind out any hopes the Genin had, “…I’m sorry I spoke with him yesterday, but he had the locket when I last saw him, was actually fiddling with it while we spoke most of the time” the man would explain with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

A quick stare that would shoot over Uesugi’s head would tell him that there were more paying customers in line and the vendor would be eager to bring in as much profit as he could; one boy with a missing locket was not going to make him enough money to pay his dues. Nodding his head politely Uesugi would give his thanks and walk away from the stand a bit exasperated as he would stare blankly at the outline to find out where he should go next. The sun would be all, but extinguished as he would raise his head up once more to look at the sky.

[R i k i c h i]

A nearby garden would be his next target, but it wouldn’t hold as much promise since most likely there would have been no one there supervising what people came or not. Sighing he would reluctantly decide to go ahead and search anyway in case there was as slight possibility that perhaps the trinket had been left forgotten under the shade of a nearby tree. With night fast approaching fewer bodies would be seen in the streets and many of the adults would give a wavering glance of pity in blue outfitted Genin that would seem to be wandering the streets alone, at least until they saw the headband with the Kirigakure shinobi insignia on his forehead. Even so a few mothers would give him a sympathetic passing wave of a hand and a small smile as if either would offer much solace to the thankless life that he was pursuing. Strangely, he would find himself waving back and even…even feeling happy that they had taken notice of him; sometimes he was just as unpredictable to himself as he was to everyone else. The garden would be devoid of any people by the time he stepped foot into the boundary marking the separation of the plot of land and the rest of the village. Not many variations of plants grew in the area due to the ever looming mist that would shield off a majority of the sun’s light offering little opportunity for photosynthesis.

“I wonder what I can find something to eat…” he would wonder aloud as he peeled back a few green branches of plant life to examine the sheltered areas, but to no avail no matter where he would search the garden yielded no signs of the locket in question.

Night would force him to give up as it became too dim to see anything regardless of whether it had been there or not so Kenchu would stave off a yawn before exiting the garden a few steps, but then he would turn back with a quizzical look upon his face. As the idea filled his head he would run back towards the first bench could find then exhale to calm himself; he should have used the ‘Sonar’ jutsu in the first place.

“Bird, Boar, Ox” he would mouth keeping the seals in his mind to keep his fingers moving according to what he had in mind, then he would quickly follow up with a clap which would emit a spherical wave of sound rushing from his location to encase everything within his range; the ultimate tracking jutsu.

Wait a few moments he would then hold his hands clasped tightly to form the ‘Boar’ seal as he would send chakra rushing to his ears as the audio information would come flooding back to him and very disappointingly so; there was no locket in this garden. Deciding that it would be time to find a place to sleep Uesugi left the garden on his way back to his small apartment where he would drop into his bed with his hands clasping his head in his pillow as he would eye the ceiling with vehement frustration. His first mission would be a simple retrieval of an object and he couldn’t even manage that. Blowing his tension through his mouth and into the air above him the Genin resolved that he would find the locket tomorrow for certain or else he’d….well his rash behavior wouldn’t allow for much room for forethought so his consequences would be a bit unprepared at the moment. He’d think of something though. In the comfort of his own home, in his own bed, his eye’s restless fluttering would cease to persist as he would dream of glory days that saw him at the head of the ninja world.

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"Sonar" [110 TP][150 M]
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: Supplementary Ninjutsu
Effect: The user can locate the general location of enemies.
Special: Bird, Boar, Ox
Drawback: Some objects might interfere with the sonar. Low rank provides a 2-D reading (explained below). Must be learned multiple times
Description: The user performs the need hand seals. From there, the user emits 3, very low pitched sound waves(via voice or weapon). The sound travels very quickly in a 360 degree radius. The low pitched sound bounces off various objects with the area and returns to the user to interpret. With this done, the user can pin point enemy movement and location in fractions of a second. The draw back to this that the sound wave only travels in a flat line until a C-rank is attained.
The user begins with 10 meters distance, increasing 20 Meters every time learned. After 50 meters, Training is moved to a C-Rank, which then allows the user to emit the sound wave in all three dimensions. Every time learned in C-ranked increase the distance to 25 meters, With a maximum of 150 meters.
Limit: Must have sound release.

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Jigoku no Mimi (Hells ears) Universal [10 TP]
Rank: "D"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: With this technique the user is capable of figuring the location of where a sound is coming from. This takes a post in order for this type of technique may take place.
Special: "Hand signs" and "Holds with the Boar"
Drawback: The user must stand still, with their eyes closed in order for the user to gain the capability of judging the direction of the sound.
Description: The way this works is that the user concentrates along the Sound release as they push the chakra along towards their ears. As the user does this, they concentrate on certain sounds that surround the user. If the sounds are in a large area and more sounds are created the user is capable of identifying the general location as to where the sound is coming from.
Limit: Sound Release.

[R i k i c h i]

Shinobi talents aside, young Uesugi had dreamed a good while so when the first hesitant rays of the sun filtered past the windowpanes he was a bit surprised. Hair ruffled and breathe heavy with the remnants of late night bacteria, the ambitious youngster was on his feet and into his sandals in a jiffy. Going through the midmorning processes of brushing, cleaning and getting to overall cleanliness the Genin dwelt upon the lost locket’s whereabouts ruefully; this was supposed to be an easy mission and if he couldn’t even manage that he’d truly be in trouble. Before long he was amongst the people once more flashing pictures of the family heirloom to the unusually ebullient members of the ‘Hidden Mist’ village. Each times his hopes of the mission’s completion were dashed…at least until he found a hawk nosed woman with prominent cheeks that made her appear to have a permanent smile etched into her leathery old face.

“Ah, yes!! I gave that thing to the innkeeper just yesterday night. Figured it was my old pappy’s stopwatch, but it wasn’t…funny when ya think about it.” she muttered while scratching at the frilly bun placed atop her head. Irony aside, Kenchu bowed graciously many times even as she teetered past him with a wry expression clearly misunderstanding the boy’s joy at the information for ulterior motives. It mattered little for he was on his way back towards the inn with a foolish grin plastered on his countenance. Upon pushing the oaken passageway into the cozily establishment the innkeeper’s face lit up as he immediately reached into a nearby drawer and pulled out the tarnished item.

A bit more aggressive bowing and a few nervous laughs were spared between the lad and his henceforth savior before the exchange was made. Hoisting his catch overhead several times he examined it in brief intervals as if he couldn’t really believe things had worked to his advantage so easily. Yesterday had been an enigma of a confusion, but it was hardly past the early hours of dawn and he’d run into the old woman who offered most helpful advice, Maybe old people aren’t all that bad after all. A bit revised given previous statements, but all doubt ebbed away as the door gave away to reveal the downtrodden old geezer who had hired him, “Might this be what you’re looking for sir?” Uesugi asked wistfully. Happier than was probably healthy the senior citizen sprung spryly from his seat, snatched the locket before doing a dance of thanks.

At the very least Uesugi could admit that there were many strange characters in this world. Goodbyes shared were not as much of a burden, but by the noon the gratitude wore on a bit too tightly leaving the youngster somewhat harebrained when door finally closed and Morosuke had finally given the promise to send word of his success at finding the locket within the time frame. Of course he’d have to check with the Mizukage, but that could wait for now. Shoulder length brown hair tickled at his shoulders as the proud headband he wore for his country remained tightly woven around his cranium,

“Maybe the future isn’t so grim after all…” he murmured to know one in particular.

MISSION FINISHED?