Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-34754862-20170915200706/@comment-28929139-20170917235859

Perhaps it was just a habit, but when Sup Pung got comfortable enough around certain people, it was a knee-jerk reaction for her to take those kind of liberties around them. It wasn't that long ago that she'd shared a cigar with him, and since he was the only other person in this village that actually smoked, (she needs to quit) she figured why not? The worst that could happen was that he objected. And well, he didn't and that was a welcomed relief.

"Kick ass. I know exactly where it is too."

Anddddddddd here came Moonpie with a lynch mob trailing behind her. Raising an eyebrow, Sup Pung sprang off her spur-of the-moment chair that had been her pet goat. In a panic, she reached back for the naginata she had strapped on but froze. "Goddamnit woman, did you make another house mistress cry again or did you accidentally run over small child on your way t the can?" With that, Sup Pung took off the naginata but then noticed how the masses stopped once they laid eyes upon Hayato. Cocking an eyebrow at the awkward pause, staring from one party to the other, she utilized that moment to kick a random chunk of rock at the crowd. "Take a picture, pigshits-BEAT IT!" Sup Pung's loud boisterous voice carried like a deep horn and should have hopefully been enough to send them running.

Even if it didn't, she glanced to Hayato before turning to take on after Munashi, tugging Boche to scuttle along behind her. Madam Lynchabitch had asked what their mission was but Sup Pung let Hayato explain what they were doing while she read over the list and quickly pulled out a very large magnifying glass which she held out during their walk. Once they started, she took off at a very brisk walk, easily keeping up with Hayato while she made constant scans through the magnifying glass and her own eyes for any plant that still showed signs of life or even dead ones that might still be useful.

Fast as they all were walking, they'd come across the orchard before the hour was out and pulling a kunai from her pouch, Sup Pung tugged Boche along to follow her toward the first tree she saw.

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It brought a slight frown to her face to see that such a beautiful place had been reduced to just another brown patch of land. The evergreen hues of willows were rendered to dull olive tones and many of their trunks had been deformed and uprooted from....something, but the general scent of the area told her that there was still some life left in the bark. So without hesitation, Sup Pung walked toward the capsized tree that closest to them, handing each of them a canvas bag from off the back of her goat. "Shave off  and collect as much of the bark as you can." As much as she wanted to explain why, Sup Pung wasn't sure who or what bandits might be listening and didn't want to run the risk of them being attacked for the stock they were collecting.