[Okada Goro]

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[attr="class","goro"]Messy blonde hair bobbed up and down just visible over the half-height brick wall, blue eyes straining to get a good look at the contents behind. Goro’s neck stretched upward, his mouth gaping slightly as if that somehow made a difference in whether he could see over the wall or not. He would attempt several times until a rough sigh escaped him and he would simply give up. He walked over to the side, a black metal gate keeping him from where he needed to be.

Why would they list this as the rendezvous point if the gates were locked? The young boy scratched the back of his head and then rolled his neck into a satisfying pop. He would then continue by cracking it in the opposite direction and following up with his knuckles. "Aight, aight. Where da fuck is this guy anyways!” Goro questioned himself, though perhaps someone within earshot would have heard him. He glanced around, knowing very well that others often didn’t approve of his foul language–not that he cared what they thought.

Goro reached out, ringing the doorbell once more, but within a few seconds, he was met with a tall man who looked rather annoyed and in a hurry.

"You lost or something, kid?”

"E-bina…Yasu?” Goro cocked his head. The man didn’t look like any kind of Shinobi he’d ever seen. The guy was in desperate need of a burger and a dumbbell.

"Wrong lot,” the man pointed east. "Two blocks and take a left.”

Goro took a look at the papers in his hand, crumbling his nose as he realized he had read the numbers wrong. "Err, thanks,” he said with shifted eyes before taking off. Was he really supposed to rendezvous at his teammate's house? It was a bit odd, but he wouldn’t question it any further. As he reached the gate, he confirmed the numbers and even noted that the family name "Ebina” was plastered at the door.

He must have still been early, though Goro wasn’t a very patient boy. He rang the doorbell, waiting patiently for an answer. He was ready to get this mission over and done with.


Mission: Right of Authority

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Mission Rank: C-rank

NPC Required: No, but recommended

Random Mission Scenario: Enabled

Participants:
Open, Repeatable and even solo capable for all ranks!
Description:
In approval of Hikari's followers to migrate to Tsuchi no Kuni, as well as a regular feeling of heat to a sudden change of environment. There's been an increase of violence especially among those in the more crowded border villages, as an attempt to crack down on this members of the light religion have agreed to accompany shinobi in 'handling' the violence. In an attempt to acclimate people to each other, there'll be two scenarios. One in which violators of public violence will be harmlessly detained and the other where those driven likely mad will attempt to fight even shinobi. Defeat those who're resisting detainment through violence, if successful the results of the conflict count as the punishment and the followers of light will take in the person to patch them up. Killing in this mission is a failure, even if random scenario has made a target worth killing.

Ebina Yasu

[Ebina Yasu]

Ebina was awoken with a start, someone was at the door? He wasn't expecting any visitors, his sisters had left already and his parents were out of town.
He had fallen asleep at his desk, his disheveled red hair almost taking the curve of the book. He had stayed up late last night after he had found an article on new medical techniques, which had led to a too long deep dive into his books on the subject.
Ebina slipped on his best sweater and overalls. Not bothering with his hair, it couldn't be that late in the day, who would be here this early in the morning?
As he made his way down stairs and approached the door, he felt a great annoyance. Not from himself, but from the other side of the door. He could feel that who ever was their was debating if the door was an optional concept that they should just remove.
Opening the door warily, he had to look down instead of up to see the visitor. The grin he would of had at this, disappeared when he saw the child's face.
"Hey, uh, my sisters already left for school. They won't be back till the afternoon."

[Okada Goro]

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[attr="class","goro"]Goro huffed as he quickly saw a smile fade on the young man standing before him. Something about the disappearance of the upward curve irked him, but he wouldn't let it show outside of a quick yet subtle tap tap tap of his foot.

The young boy took a deep breath, beginning to introduce himself, "Name's Okada Goro, I--" His face turned to beat red in color, whether it was anger or embarrassment was left for the other male to guess.

It was apparent that the green-haired shinobi before him thought Goro was just some child roaming around, someone of minor importance and thus little strength. "Hmph. Ain’t here fer that.” Goro shoved the mission papers into the man’s chest for him to take and view. "I’m a Genin. S’posed to be meeting up with you for some mission. Pack up, we leave in five.”

He glared at Yasu, blues against greens, though clearly, he was acting a bit bossy to try and get his point across. Goro didn’t like to be looked down on. He knew that he was younger and smaller than most with his skill level, but that he was a fighter just light everyone else, and had the experience to prove his worth well enough.

That also was without saying that he was the Gobi Jinchuuriki. Even with this not being taken into account, Goro was a force to be reckoned with.

Ebina Yasu