Board Thread:Kōgakure Missions/@comment-26068742-20170425201101/@comment-26510601-20170425204013

A day ago or so, Versace had signed up for a mission; his first one in fact. And they gave him this shit. Not that there was anything actually wrong with the mission itself, just this other dipshit kid who was likely just some off-brand gucci anyway. Nothing Versace could really fuck with. But hey, money is money, and money could help a young boy buy a lot of dumb shit that held no instrinsic value.

While Satoshi was too busy bitching about Versace taking too long, the man of the hour had actually been there all along. The two boys had never met before, but even when Satoshi mentioned Versace's name alas no response came from him. Why was this? Well, just a little behind Satoshi was a bench where some regular shinobi were sitting about waiting for their own squad mates and so on. Sandwiched between the two was a young  man with spiky, blonde hair reading a newspaper upside down. Or was he? Just one quaint little wind passed by and Versace's hands were just a little too relaxed and it went fluttering away. This now exposed Versace for just a second as he was mid-nap.

Half of his face was still holding form as if he were awake, while the other looked like he was having a stroke. The mix of the two would probably make any regular person take a second look when seeing him. Yet as the bitter wind passed, Versace's visage snapped back into place before taking that lazy, apathetic look he seemed to have about him. There was that brat, Satoshi, but Versace didn't know that. So he just kind of sat there, watching for as much as he pleased. Then he remembered he was supposed to be on a mission.

Versace got up from the ground and walked over to Satoshi, pointing to him, "Howdy, your name Satoshi?... I'm Versace."

Versace took the gut punch, making an "oof!" sound as it landed but just kind of looked down where he had been punched as it didn't really hurt. He looked back up to Satoshi before taking the map from him and looking over him. Once reading over it and all he just shrugged before folding it and shoving it in one of his jacket's pockets.

"Alright, let's head out then."

From there, Versace took lead so they could begin their quaint walk to Kannabi Bridge. If there were no interruptions, then Versace would keep on this trek and only stopping when needing reference where they were at and which road to take. Of course, things were never as easy as that in the shinobi world. Alas, Versace could only do so much before they ran into something.