Mo Money Baby [Private, Mission]

Mission:

Required Word Count: 300

Tamashi was walking at a slow and rather lazy pace around downtown Kirigakure. He was ignoring all the people because he could really care less about them and their issues. He had nothing to really do, and he had already done his training for today. If this kept up, then he would probably go do more training. As he was passing by this building that looked quite new, a man came called after him. Sighing, Tamashi turned around to see what he want. The man was garbed in ninja attire and had a sword placed at his side. Slightly curious now, Tamashi went to the man to see what he wanted. May I help you? Tamashi asked rather bored. The man looked at him up and down then nodded. Yes yes yes. You are the one. I have heard much about you Tamashi. I would greatly appreciate if you participated in my class. You see, I just opened this here dojo and I'm steadily trying to recruit members. Please come and allow me to teach you a thing or two, The stated with a huge smile on his face. Sighing once more, Tamashi nodded and the two walked into the dojo. There were a few other members already here, but Tamashi paid them no mind. He walked to the circle in the center of the room and turned to face the dojo master. The man had unsheathed his sword and charged at Tamashi with no warning. Tamashi dropped down, slightly unsheathing his sword from his back so that the blade would catch the downward arc of the man's attack. After, Tamashi finished his unsheathing and at the same time made an outward arc to throw the man back and off balance. As the man was knocked backward, Tamashi dashed forward and made a blur of stabs and slashes. He kept battering the man's defenses till it was broken. Tamashi held the tip of his sword at the man's throat, signaling the end of the spar. "That's game," he said. The man nodded in awe of his skill.

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Mission:

Required Word Count: 300

Tamashi had been offered to return to take another class by the Dojo Master. The master had been extremely impressed by Tamashi's skill with a sword and wanted to further his training. Tamashi accepted the master's offer because he knew that there was still much for him to learn. The master had a class every few hours, so it allowed Tamashi a chance to rest in between. He returned to the dojo a little early just so he could have a chance to relax himself and do a little meditating before he began his training. He sat in the middle of the circle in the middle of the dojo. Crossing his legs, he closed his eyes and took slow, deep breaths as his mind became blank and he entered into a calming state. He stayed like this for the next few minutes. He was so relaxed that he hadn't felt the annoying prodding that an unfortunate student had decided to do. Sighing, Tamashi moved in a blur and had quickly knocked the boy from his feet with a leg sweep and now stood over him. He shook his head at him before walking to one side of the circle. The master of the dojo helped the boy up who had become angered. The boy grabbed a sword and charged at Tamashi. The master told Tamashi that he only wanted him to use weak moves against his opponent. Accepting the challenge, Tamashi reversed the grip of his sword and stepped into the open guard of the boy. He smashed the bottom of his sword's hilt into the boy's face and watched as the broken, bloody boy fell to the ground. Tamashi sighed once more and nodded to the master telling him that he would be back for his final class in a few hours.

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Mission:

Required Word Count: 300

There was only one class left for Tamashi to attend. The sky had turned dark as usual it was cloudy. Tamashi had begun to wonder just what else the master had to teach him. So far he had learned how to really bring out the power of his sword. He had also learned how even the weakest forms of attack could prove to be useful in battle. He appreciated all that he has learned because every little bit helped. He felt himself growing stronger with each action that he took. It was getting close to the time to head back to the dojo and finish up his last class. Tamashi turned abruptly and walked briskly in the direction of the dojo. He arrived right on time. The master had been waiting on him, and smiled when he saw him coming. Tamashi greeted him and entered into the new establishment. The master told Tamashi that today he would have the hardest challenge yet. He would be sparring against the master, but this time the master would hold nothing back. Tamashi accepted the challenge and they walked to their spots in the circle located in the center of the dojo. They bowed in respect to each other than brandished their weapons. The master made the first move, stepping forward and initiating with a wide slash aimed at Tamashi's chest. Tamashi used his blade to knock away the slash and entered into the man's guard. Tamashi brought his forearm up to knock it into his face, but it was blocked by the man's hand. The master kicked Tamashi in the gut, knocking him back and freeing his own sword. Tamashi regathered himself and stabbed straight at the man. The master swiped at the stab with his own blade. Taking advantage of that, Tamashi flipped his body sideways and brought his foot down on the back of his head. He followed up with a repeated flurry of slashes that the man had barely had time to block as he had to turn around to do so. With his guard now dropped, Tamashi placed his blade at the man's neck signifying once more that the bout was over. The man nodded and Tamashi left.

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Mission:

Required Word Count: 500

Tamashi had arrived well before the party had begun.  He was suppose to be there early so that he would be able to watch all those who came in.  When he arrived, he was given a clipboard which contained a list of all the invited guests of the party.  He ran a hand through his snow white hair and gave a long whistle as he read the list.  There were a lot of names on this list.  This is not going to be fun, Tamashi said aloud in a rather droll tone.  He was not in for dealing with other people, but unfortunately he needed the money and this would just have to do.  The minutes were ticking down and the time still had not come for the people to begin arriving.  Tamashi was growing bored and restless.  He did not like standing around doing nothing.  He was more of a take-action kinda guy and this was definitely not up his ally.  

After about an hour had past, Tamashi could see people beginning to arrive.  Sighing in gratitude, he rose up from the chair he had been sitting in and walked over to the massive throng of people that had begun to line up by the door.  Holding up the clipboard, Tamashi asked for their names and looked on the clipboard for them.  Those that were on the clipboard were allowed access; however, there were quite a few who's names were not on the list and had to leave.  Unfortunately, most of the people that were not allowed inside did not want to leave quietly and had to be be escorted out.  One such group were horrendous in trying to get in and when they could not find access inside they went out about cussing and cursing the party.  Tamashi knew that he would have to keep an eye out for that group cause he had a feeling that they would be back.  Tamashi found the people entering the building for the party to be rather odd.  It was obvious that these were the more established folks of Kirigakure and their dress attire really showed it.  He saw how outlandish they were dressed with all their gold and fancy clothes.  Tamashi only grew angry on the inside because he knew the truth about Kirigakure.  Because of that, he could not wait to leave.  

After all the names had been checked and everybody was inside, Tamashi entered into the party and shut the door behind him.  The party was rather boring to Tamashi.  There was a band playing, but the music was not to his taste.  There were people dancing here and there, but  most were talking.  Tamashi was leaning up against the wall in the back of the room, keeping an eye on everything to make sure nothing went wrong.  Everything seemed to be going smoothly till suddenly a loud shouting and yelling could be heard coming from the front of the building.  Sighing, Tamashi made his way to the front to see what all the commotion was about.  That group from before had apparently decided to crash the party.  Cracking his knuckles and neck, a devilish grin crossed Tamashi's face.  Here was a chance for him to finally get some excitement.  The group spotted him and charged.  Tamashi ducked into the leader's guard and smashed his fist into his gut, causing him to fall over.  He dodged a kick and punch from the other two guys and leaped into the air.  Tamashi did a windmill kick, hitting them both in the face and causing them to fall out.  

Tamashi nodded at the party goers and after moving the men to the outside, the party was able to get back underway.  After about another hour or two of partying, it began to die down till eventually ending.

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Mission:

Required Word Count: 300

Tamashi traversed the dense mountain in a rather steady pace. He was in no hurry to get to the burial site. He had been walking for about an hour now and believed that he was pretty close to getting there. The moon had risen to its highest point in the sky. This gave Tamashi the sense that it was around midnight. He turned a corner on the dirt trail he was walking on and there in front of him stood the burial site.

Tamashi moved through the burial site, looking for a particular grave. It did not take much to find the grave. It was quite noticeable. However, when Tamashi approached the grave, he spotted multiple dark figures already there. He quieted his movements so that they would not here him coming. He wondered over to a nearby tombstone and hid behind him. He could hear voices now and from the sounds of it they were trying to rob the grave of Musashi Sanada.

Tamashi stepped out from his hiding spot and walked silently over to where the graverobbers were. He peered into the grave over their shoulders and stood like that for a few minutes. When the robbers finally realized that someone else was their, they turned and were startled by his sudden appearance. They leaped back away from the grave, and Tamashi just smiled. Unsheathing his sword, he dashed toward the first and made a powerful stab at his chest. Not having a chance to react, the stab made home and the first robber went down in a crumpled heap. Tamashi pulled his blade free and turned to the remaining robbers. There were two left.

The remaining two turned to flee, but Tamashi quickly ended their lives before they had a chance to get far. Going back to the grave, Tamashi looked inside to see just what they were looking for. Inside, Tamashi found something that was rather peculiar. He lifted a long black box. The box was even longer than his sword. Taking the box with him, Tamashi left the site and went home.

Word Count: 374/300