Today’s mission was to escort some high profile businessmen from Port Cirrus around the village. Something, something about it wouldn’t look good to have such an important person robbed or worse while visiting the Village Hidden in the Clouds. Now while this normally wouldn’t be a difficult mission at all, Tatsuo was unfortunate enough to not have gotten any sleep for the past week. His hotel room was really nice, but every night he was kept up with the sound of bumping and bouncing. Tatsuo looked more like a racoon than man, with his hair unruly, his eyes having large black circles under them. The effects of sleep loss were really getting to him and combination with his already apathetic attitude to being here in Cloud made him quite irritable.
Luckily enough for Tatsuo the businessman he was escorting at first glance seemed to be quiet and meek. He was respectful to Tatsuo despite the obvious age difference but didn’t involve Tatsuo too much in what was going on. And that was perfectly fine for the boy, as they went to eat, he met with some businessmen and Tatsuo sat in the booth behind, watching as the two ate. His meal was comped and he felt no shame in being greedy, he ordered a meal for a king as he watched the two businessmen discuss something that Tatsuo could care less about.
As he finally finished his meal, they were still discussing some intricate details in some greater business plan, apparently expanding into Raiden’s Eye or something like that. Tatsuo then realized ordering and then eating such a large meal when he was already exhausted wasn’t wise. It took everything he had to not fall asleep. He could feel his conscious slipping, however before he disgraced himself he remembered that lots of times people would order coffee when they were tired, that should keep him up, right?
The waitress eyed him suspiciously as the boy ordered coffee, no sugar, or anything. “Ya’ sure hun? It’s not gonna taste good.” she’d say trying to change Tatsuo’s mind, but he shaked his head. “No it’s okay, I need something to keep me up.” He thought he had heard somewhere that you still get tired of you put milk in it, since ya’ know, warm milk made him tired. When the dark roast coffee finally reached his table, piping hot and the flavor filling the air around him. Tatsuo took a hesitant sip and the strong bitter taste sent his head back. It wasn’t terrible tasting, it was just so strong. However he could already feel himself filled with energy.
As the businessmen spoke and debated Tatsuo worked through that cup of coffee like a trooper. Every taste worse than the last, as he was now more awake and alert to it’s unique taste. This wasn’t something Tatsuo could see him drinking on his own accord, but for now it’d do it’s job. Soon enough Tatsuo had finished the black cup and the businessmen were shaking hands and bowing to each other. Tatsuo took this as his signal to get back to work. Stuffing the last riceball he had on his plate, he then stood up continuing to escort the man. He was told he wanted to go back to his room and rest and that his hotel was on the opposite side of the city.
Tatsuo nodded and continued to walk with him, both of them really didn’t know the city well but after a few times asking for directions and utilizing the travel maps both of them had. They managed to make it to the train inside the city, taking it to the district which his hotel room was in. Tatsuo walked him to his room, even opting to carry some of his luggage since the man was a bit older. The man handed him a business card written on it was “Okazaki Corp.” And that if Tatsuo was every interested in Ninja work for Hire to ask for “Mr. Okazaki.”
Tatsuo pondered on the offer as he made his way back to his own room. Maybe they could get him out of this terrible country, work for them for a few years, retire as a ninja, purchase a nice farm outside of Konoha. Live his days as a tree farmer with an average wife and two kids.. That was the life, Tatsuo thought, but he doubted it’d happen like that. There was no doubt in his mind that he was just going to complain about tomorrow just like he did. At least there was no banging in his room currently.
WC: 770
Luckily enough for Tatsuo the businessman he was escorting at first glance seemed to be quiet and meek. He was respectful to Tatsuo despite the obvious age difference but didn’t involve Tatsuo too much in what was going on. And that was perfectly fine for the boy, as they went to eat, he met with some businessmen and Tatsuo sat in the booth behind, watching as the two ate. His meal was comped and he felt no shame in being greedy, he ordered a meal for a king as he watched the two businessmen discuss something that Tatsuo could care less about.
As he finally finished his meal, they were still discussing some intricate details in some greater business plan, apparently expanding into Raiden’s Eye or something like that. Tatsuo then realized ordering and then eating such a large meal when he was already exhausted wasn’t wise. It took everything he had to not fall asleep. He could feel his conscious slipping, however before he disgraced himself he remembered that lots of times people would order coffee when they were tired, that should keep him up, right?
The waitress eyed him suspiciously as the boy ordered coffee, no sugar, or anything. “Ya’ sure hun? It’s not gonna taste good.” she’d say trying to change Tatsuo’s mind, but he shaked his head. “No it’s okay, I need something to keep me up.” He thought he had heard somewhere that you still get tired of you put milk in it, since ya’ know, warm milk made him tired. When the dark roast coffee finally reached his table, piping hot and the flavor filling the air around him. Tatsuo took a hesitant sip and the strong bitter taste sent his head back. It wasn’t terrible tasting, it was just so strong. However he could already feel himself filled with energy.
As the businessmen spoke and debated Tatsuo worked through that cup of coffee like a trooper. Every taste worse than the last, as he was now more awake and alert to it’s unique taste. This wasn’t something Tatsuo could see him drinking on his own accord, but for now it’d do it’s job. Soon enough Tatsuo had finished the black cup and the businessmen were shaking hands and bowing to each other. Tatsuo took this as his signal to get back to work. Stuffing the last riceball he had on his plate, he then stood up continuing to escort the man. He was told he wanted to go back to his room and rest and that his hotel was on the opposite side of the city.
Tatsuo nodded and continued to walk with him, both of them really didn’t know the city well but after a few times asking for directions and utilizing the travel maps both of them had. They managed to make it to the train inside the city, taking it to the district which his hotel room was in. Tatsuo walked him to his room, even opting to carry some of his luggage since the man was a bit older. The man handed him a business card written on it was “Okazaki Corp.” And that if Tatsuo was every interested in Ninja work for Hire to ask for “Mr. Okazaki.”
Tatsuo pondered on the offer as he made his way back to his own room. Maybe they could get him out of this terrible country, work for them for a few years, retire as a ninja, purchase a nice farm outside of Konoha. Live his days as a tree farmer with an average wife and two kids.. That was the life, Tatsuo thought, but he doubted it’d happen like that. There was no doubt in his mind that he was just going to complain about tomorrow just like he did. At least there was no banging in his room currently.
WC: 770