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Kira walked slowly through the borders of Iwa, Thinking through the task at hand. She hated having to do questionable missions but the shady man, as usual needed what he needed and she needed what she needed. it helped a little to know that the people traveling were visitors from some village she'd yet to hear about. She figured they were kind people....Not that it mattered. They owed the shady looking man money, plain and simple and those who dont pay their debts are bad. As she arived at the point they would be crossing she slid her hand into the bag at her side, drawing the mask from inside and fitting it to her face. The strap felt tighter then usual, though in all honesty she hadn't actually put it on in a very long time. Drawing a deep breath she prepared mentally for what would happen next. The attack point was a small pathway between two large mountains. It was a bottle neck of sorts, unable to really be assaulted effectively due to the small area on either side and It's possition high in the mountain along an old dirt road. To normal bandits this would be the point in the family's trip where they could breathe easy but a trained shinobi like kira would have no issues with traversing the side of the mountain. The climb had been slow and steady, dont get it twisted, but she perched herself up on a large opening in the rock, letting her legs dangle form the edge and awaiting the sign that she could attack. 

Slowly the small wagon came into sight in the distance. It appeared and disappeared twice winding down the long road before the sounds of wheels on rocky ground could be heard by the small Konoichi. She hopped down, falling the long distance to ensure a silent entrance. Just before she would hit the ground with a gut wrenching squish She called out to her shadow mastery and two tendrils rose up. two meters from the ground they would wrap around her arms, meeting her speed for a moment to slow down, cradling her to the ground safely and with very little sound. She stood back, peeking around the corner of a large boulder to watch the caravan come closer. When it was within four meters she would strike and she knew exactly how. The only thing left was to wait. Finally the time came and she walked slowly from the side. 

     "Um....Excuse me!" The man driving the cart stopped his horse to look at who had spoken. Terror gripped his eyes as he saw the mask across her face, resembling an anbu mask with a large painted blue raven across the face mask, and before he could scream she began her attack,. A single senbon silenced his attempt to cry out. She called out to her shadow mastery talent again and two tendrils whipped out to strike at the man, elicting loud screeches from the people within. He was dead in an instant, and as the blood seeped down the caravan she turned her attention to the wife within. Six shadows reached out to pierce into the cart, strking anything inside over and over. The cries eventually stopped, assumably as the woman breathed her last breath. It hurt her very soul to kill, but they were bad people from what she had been told, and that fact consoled her to her duty. Drawing from her bag two items she had borrowed from Iwa she doused the cart in gasoline and lit a match. As it burned she returned, feeling aweful but just a little richer. 

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