Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-24714922-20161102224557/@comment-30271674-20161105001743

It was very early in the morning when Ieyasu woke up, having little sleep from the night before. He had already left his room and dressed for the occassion of this mission, just as casually as he would any other day. No headband, no armor; nothing. The reason for this was to make him at least a little more inconspicuous than he would be walking through the village and stand out as a shinobi amongst the regular citizens.

As his father was still asleep, he was eating by himself in the kitchen with some Korean barbecue chicken along with a potato patty and some other greens that greatly complemented it all to make for a savory and delicious dish which an Akimichi such as himself could enjoy. It was perhaps strange to see, as they lived in this little rural house on the outskirts of Konoha yet still afforded all this fresh stock and ingredients. They were a part of the Akimichi clan after all, why not live in splendor?

Things like this ran through Ieyasu's mind, tangled up in the rest of the thoughts that weirdly seemed to fit together but the young man just couldn't put his finger on why. The mysterious Ryogin. Gouda and Gyugii. The Fūma Clan Massacre. It felt as though there were an enigma that had a reason for it all, but maybe Ieyasu was simplifying these issues too much.

In order to keep a healthy mind for the mission today, as he finished his food he discarded it in the sink as he would the rest of his thoughts. He needed to get those files on Ryogin, maybe he could when he was Anbu but Ieyasu needed it now so he could put his strained mind at ease on the matter. Being already dressed and prepared for the day, Ieyasu didn't need to waste anymore time before heading out of his door and down the road towards Konoha.

'A thieves' guild in Konoha,' Ieyasu pondered in his thoughts as he walked down the road. The world was already going to hell, but Ieyasu personally couldn't let something like this thrive especially in his village. 'I'll crush them, they're already getting out of hand.'

Reaching through the village's gates, he began to turn down into the dark alleys of Konoha, traveling faster through there than he would on the streets as the churning and slow people in the streets made whole swaths of near-stagnant blocks still waking up as they headed off to whatever jobs they had for the day.

Eventually, Ieyasu came to the center of town and sat down at a bench. It was just five minutes before 6 A.M as specified on the mission, but he didn't know when his other teammates would be arriving. Bearing that in his thoughts, he scanned the countless people that walked through in search of any people that looked out of the ordinary, like an actual shinobi. Ieyasu was a bit of one himself, he was tall for his age and certainly bulky as well. Despite him not wearing anything significant for the occassion, the wave-like markings on his cheeks gave him away as a member of the Akimichi clan.