Of dumb children and exasperated shinobi

Mission:

If it weren’t for the shouting, Asuka might not have noticed the chaos in one of the nearby parks. But there was a lot of shouting, and he wasn’t the type to ignore a civilian in need if he could help it, so he reluctantly made his way to the area. The scene that greeted him was pure chaos. There were screaming kids everywhere, and one fraying pitifully from what appeared to be his tongue stuck to a pole. Children.

If the kid ripped his tongue free, Asuka could fix any damage he’d managed to cause. But first would come the trouble of getting through the crowd of kids to him, and the encouraging him to free himself. Sighing, the young medic attempted to slip his way through the crowd, only to be blocked by several kids. Some were panicked, while others still were actively taunting the crying and trapped kid.

“Excuse me! Please let me through, I’m a medic. I can help him.” he called, though his voice was too soft to be particularly effective. Some of the children stepped aside, but with how many were in the way the young man wasn’t making any progress. He couldn’t really jump over them or push them aside, or there would be hell to pay. What was he to do, here?

WC: 220

"He shall deliver the child from the icy grip of the pole, for even a tongue stuck fast is no match for His might. And all the people shall say 'Hallelujah! He has saved us from one less trip to the dentist!"

With a determined look on his face, Jupiter knew he had to act fast. He quickly assessed the situation, noticing the panicked expressions of the children and the desperate cries of the child whose tongue was glued to the pole. He knew he had to spring into action, and with his above-average height of six foot one, he towered over the crowd, his sharp eyes spotting the child's predicament from afar.

With a sense of urgency, he ran towards the commotion, his long strides propelling him forward. As he reached the edge of the crowd, he leapt past them and over their heads, his strong arms reaching out to grab the pole just above the child's head. In one swift motion, he flipped over, still in the air, and ripped the pole out of the pavement with ease. The child screamed in terror as Jupiter landed gracefully on his feet on the other side of the crowd, letting out a fierce athletic grunt.

But his mission was not yet complete. He tugged on the child's shirt, determined to free him from the icy grip of the pole but he realized that his strength could not free him without severing his tongue. And just as he thought all hope was lost, he saw a white-haired individual making their way through the crowd. The shinobi, whom he thought to be a girl, had called out that he was a medic. With renewed hope, he waited patiently for them to navigate through the crowd.

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WC: 293

Picking his way through the crowd, Asuka witnessed another man jump over the heads of the crowd and rip the pole out of the ground with his own bare hands. Raising an eyebrow, he watched as the other attempted to free the child, only to apparently think better of it. Good. He could probably fix a severed tongue, but it was far easier to deal with when the whole extraction was carried out cleanly. Simply ripping the child’s tongue from the pole would make things more messy than they needed to be, and right now he wasn’t in the mood for messy. This was already bad enough.

Sighing, the young man managed to make his way to the front after several long moments of coaxing children out of the way. Children truly were the most single-minded creatures he knew. They could already be over and done with this if they’d simply let him through. But there was nothing to be done about it, as he’d finally managed to free himself of the crowd. Stopping beside child and man, his words and eyes were fixed firmly on the child. “I’m going to do a jutsu, and that will make your tongue feel a little numb. You won’t be able to feel anything with it. Once I’ve done that I’ll get your tongue unstuck, and heal any damage you’ve managed to cause. But I need you to not panic, okay? Don’t close your mouth once I’ve unstuck you, or you’ll end up with a mouthful of blood.” warned the young man, waiting until the child made a muffled noise of assent.

With a quick succession of signs, Hare > Ox > Monkey, the young man’s hands were glowing a pleasant blue. It would only take a single tap to the child’s tongue to numb it, and from there Asuka would set about the rest of his task. His hands were delicate in their goal, prying away far more carefully than the other man would have managed, though there would still be blood. If the other let Asuka continue on from there, his hands  would form the signs Snake > Ox > Tiger > Ram > Rat. This time, when they glowed, they lit up in a soft green, unflinchingly moving to the little boy’s tongue to heal the bloody mess that had been made of the muscle.

Chakra Anesthesia -10 AP
Mystical Palm -40 AP

WC: 395
TWC: 615

"Though the tongue may be stuck, don't get it in a muck, for every cloud has a silver lining, and sometimes it is but a matter of timing." Jupiter spoke to the child as he held him firmly in place by the back of his shirt, while the medic got to work. He watched carefully, taking a keen interest in the blue glow that emanated from the medic's palms. It was a wondrous gift that he possessed, and Jupiter himself longed to be able to do the same thing, to be able to handle such a delicate situation with care. It would be in contrast with his natural affinity for raw strength, but it would also be more aligned with his true calling. After all, although he often had to resort to violence, he aspired strongly to be a pacifist well and through. 

 The Genin held the boy tight as he winced, bracing for pain. Yet, it became evident that he barely felt the pain. It was a result of the technique used by the 'kunoichi', Jupiter deemed. He observed his hand seals as he weaved them, and stared in awe as the blue glow of his palms became green. When the boy was finally freed, the shinobi wiped his brow and let out a sigh of relief. "That was very impressive, Ms...?" He would ask the medic's name. If he responded with his name, he would add, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Asuka Shimizu. I hope to be able to do just as you have done one day." 

 With those words, he would promptly take his leave. After all, this job was a detour. He had to find a man in a poster that he carried with him.

EXIT;

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WC: 291
TWC: 584

Claims:
+5 Chakra
2x Mission Rewards with Beloved Presence:

4000 ryo, 20 AP, 500 ET

584 words towards Med spec

[Exit]

Claims:
615 WC towards Chakra Scalpel for 2,208/2,500
3 Stat points towards Chakra
2,000 Ryō / 10 AP / 500 Winter Equinox Tickets

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