Mission Approval Link
Seven Dagger Area Link
[legend="A new face but a serious job"]
It was a supplemental mission at best, her objectives were simple and the threat level of a sparce minimum. Atleast those were the statistics on paper but as she stood across from the Seven Dagger's Tavern a sense of unease ran it's shifty hands up her spine. Although she looked quite older for her age the fact remained that she was still a youthful sixteen and although she was a member of the shinobi corps of Kumogakure there were still some experiences that time could never prepare her for. She stood hesitant for a split second at the entrance door before swallowing her inner unease and entering the property. Hardly dressed as someone who was covertly investigating a murder, Ejji sported her full shinobi attire along with her blade as she entered the building. This was not something that had not been looked into prior however as she had noticed that both shinobi and citizen alike ventured within the Seven Daggers walls, all in the pursuit of relaxation and intoxication. Ejji's ears instantly became bombarded by the sounds of merry laughter, drunken conversation, musical talents and the subtle sounds of men and some women alike jeering from a nearby staircase as if a fight club was in full swing. The environment itself was filled with merriment and as she walked towards the tavern's bar, being a new face as well as an attractive young woman, she recieved the usual gaze from some men. Ignoring the natural stimulus of the male gender something along the wall drew her immediate attention, a posting board filled with various notices.
"Interesting...", was all that ran through her head as she read some of the posting that were hanging up. Some of the papers had obviously been there for some time as the natural flux of time had caused the paper to either fade in color or tear from various other interactions with the local public. For the most part they were daily chore/labor types of request but even given that she had to see if something matched between these notices and the one she had recovered from the recent murder scene of Kenzo Oshin. Quietly removing the parchment from her belt pouch she would take the time to compare the notice to the others for any sort of symbolic link that would place the notice to having been placed on this board prior to being accepted. This would serve two purposes in her investigation with the first being to eliminate if the mission notice had been placed on the board with the approval of the tavern itself or if it had been personally assigned. Regardless of what she found out regarding this it would be something that could be expanded upon later on.
After spending no more than a few minutes at the board she would finally take a seat upon a bar stool, her facial expression resonating the usual feel a person gets when they enter an establishment for the first time. Rubbing her chin calmly she suddenly vocalized her thoughts, hoping to entice a conversation by someone nearby. "Great, just became old enough to drink here and I don't even know what to order....hard times definately..". She would tap her right palms fingers on the bartop while naturally looking curious as stared at the various bottles along the opposite wall.
[WC: 557]
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Seven Dagger Area Link
[legend="A new face but a serious job"]
It was a supplemental mission at best, her objectives were simple and the threat level of a sparce minimum. Atleast those were the statistics on paper but as she stood across from the Seven Dagger's Tavern a sense of unease ran it's shifty hands up her spine. Although she looked quite older for her age the fact remained that she was still a youthful sixteen and although she was a member of the shinobi corps of Kumogakure there were still some experiences that time could never prepare her for. She stood hesitant for a split second at the entrance door before swallowing her inner unease and entering the property. Hardly dressed as someone who was covertly investigating a murder, Ejji sported her full shinobi attire along with her blade as she entered the building. This was not something that had not been looked into prior however as she had noticed that both shinobi and citizen alike ventured within the Seven Daggers walls, all in the pursuit of relaxation and intoxication. Ejji's ears instantly became bombarded by the sounds of merry laughter, drunken conversation, musical talents and the subtle sounds of men and some women alike jeering from a nearby staircase as if a fight club was in full swing. The environment itself was filled with merriment and as she walked towards the tavern's bar, being a new face as well as an attractive young woman, she recieved the usual gaze from some men. Ignoring the natural stimulus of the male gender something along the wall drew her immediate attention, a posting board filled with various notices.
"Interesting...", was all that ran through her head as she read some of the posting that were hanging up. Some of the papers had obviously been there for some time as the natural flux of time had caused the paper to either fade in color or tear from various other interactions with the local public. For the most part they were daily chore/labor types of request but even given that she had to see if something matched between these notices and the one she had recovered from the recent murder scene of Kenzo Oshin. Quietly removing the parchment from her belt pouch she would take the time to compare the notice to the others for any sort of symbolic link that would place the notice to having been placed on this board prior to being accepted. This would serve two purposes in her investigation with the first being to eliminate if the mission notice had been placed on the board with the approval of the tavern itself or if it had been personally assigned. Regardless of what she found out regarding this it would be something that could be expanded upon later on.
After spending no more than a few minutes at the board she would finally take a seat upon a bar stool, her facial expression resonating the usual feel a person gets when they enter an establishment for the first time. Rubbing her chin calmly she suddenly vocalized her thoughts, hoping to entice a conversation by someone nearby. "Great, just became old enough to drink here and I don't even know what to order....hard times definately..". She would tap her right palms fingers on the bartop while naturally looking curious as stared at the various bottles along the opposite wall.
[WC: 557]
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