Mission: Swords, Knives, and other Things.

Mission Name: Swords, Knives, and other Things.
Rank: E
Type: Labor
Character Requirements: None
Mission Location: Village
Word Count Requirements: 300
Repeatable? Yes
NPC? No
Reward: 250
 
Task:
 
Today, as of any other day, a group of powerful cloud ninja are going out on an assassination mission, which means they need the best of the best equipment to take down their target. Your job is to go to the building 10, the mission briefing building that all ninja go to. There, you must see to it that they get the best weapons and tools available. That's right, you are going to serve as the armory clerk today, give them their weapons that they ask for, kunai, swords, anything.
 
Believe it or not, this is one of the best opportunities you can get in your ninja carrier. While you retrieve the weapons that they ask for, you can in turn gain some information about the life of Jounin and Chuunin. Ask them anything you wish to know, who knows, you might learn a thing or two.

It wasn't that the smell of weapon polish, fine steel, and the mild, filtered dust of Building Ten that had Azuma excited to be there. No, it was the other ninja. There he was, interacting with them as they came in and out of the armory. Occasionally, he'd ask the elder ninjas questions about their equipment. Small, minor details usually, but any learning opportunity was a good one. 

"A sword's a sword, isn't it?" He asked one jounin, passing him a heft longsword with care, the jounin's eyebrows raising at the question, "Why not something sleeker? This thing must way a solid ton. You could probably bench press a mountain if you swing that around often enough."

The jounin grinned. Ah, flattery; it really did get you everywhere. "Well, once you've swung through enough ninja with one, you sort of forget about how much it weighs."

"Or," his female partner said, smacking him upside the back of his head, "you end up too slow and someone can get inside your reach."

"Which is why you went for the kusarigama?"

The female jounin looked down to the grinning genin, brow furrowing. "Well, yeah. Keeps people from getting too close inside and out."

"Your sterling personality does the rest," her partner quipped, before turning and heading for the door. Azuma stifled a snicker as she stormed after him.

All and all, it was a honest day's work for honest pay, not to mention a keen glimpse at how elder ninja outfitted themselves. They could keep their longswords and scythes, though; Azuma's heart had been set on the tool of his clan since day one. It was one of these tools that caught his sight at day's end: a shortbow, lean and gleaming temptingly.

A flash ran through his mind; an image of Azuma wooing women with fantastic trick shots and laying out whole armies with one well-placed arrow.

He smiled fondly, and finished cleaning up. "Next time, gorgeous," He said to the bow, giving the clean wood a loving tap, "next time."

[WC: 340 words]

Approved

[you get +1 AP]