❧ || Konohagakure Central Market

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【 Hiro Tanaka ≎ Genin ≎ Kohonagakure 】
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Waiting by the counter inside the shop _ Ｃｈａｋｒａ: 150 / 150 _ Ｓｔａｍｉｎａ: 150 / 150

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★ ▌ Twilight had fallen onto the streets of Kohona as the setting sun cast shadows over the nearby houses of the village. Streetlights were already being lit for the night along the over-hanging lines of the streets. Hiro had made it to the second shop without incident, but seeking the third out would have to wait until tomorrow. Hopefully nobody else would take up the job before him. No matter, there was still this evening on the heels of late afternoon.

The Brass Gauntlet stuck out much like a sore thumb to the all-Senju wooded surrounding buildings. This one had a bit more foundation, a heavier structure of firm steel bracketing along the outer frame. Wood and straw framing and roofing took a backseat to this building of sturdy carved rock and forging. It left those who passed by on the street knowing without a shadow of a doubt heavy work was being done inside. Above the building a small plume of smoke exited a tall clay brick chimney. Yup, still at work.

Hiro walked up to the shop's heavy door, giving it a push open. The smell of smoke and melting iron was everywhere. There was a small front room, the shop area. Everything from tools to weapons to armor was lined along the walls. A sturdy wooden counter with a register sat at the edge of the room, with two areas behind it. One led down a flight of stairs, the other led deeper into the building. Classic, rustic, earthy, a blacksmith's shop always reminded Hiro of home. Hiro walked up to the counter, walking toward the entry into the back room. Yup, still at work, but no response to his presence. Was he just supposed to wait? s**t.

The delay gave Hiro an opportunity to look around at the store area. Plenty of shuriken and kunai of all shapes and sizes were hung up in the back. A glass display for some of the more intricate trinkets. Even some jewelry sat beneath a glass case in the counter, visible but not accessible for anybody not employed. Then Hiro caught the opaque reflection of a bell. "Hm," he grunted out before reaching and tapping the button atop the bell. A loud ping echoed through the rooms sure to grab somebody's attention. Well, that was easy.

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Ｍｏｏｄ: Nostalgic _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro
Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:
Quoting you since you told me to last time too.

Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Komorebii]

Tsubaki Yamanaka

Genin x Puppeteer/Sensor x Architect/Resolution x 450/450 x 50/50

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki rubbed at her eyes as she walked into the shop. Her food service had been more exhausting than she'd thought, but now she could reward herself. She passed someone who was likely waiting for their order and looked at the wares. She thought about getting the hunting knife, but a steel weapon would be interesting too. She wanted to learn some bukijutsu revolving around knives, and she already had a basic one, but maybe she'd want a nicer tool to fight with.

"Well, steel won't break as easy," she muttered to herself. She looked around for a shopkeeper with a furrowed brow and realized that the man already waiting probably hadn't been helped yet either. She stepped behind him so he'd clearly be the priority. "How long have you been waiting?" She asked just as a shop help appeared.

AC: 900 / Ryo: 500

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【 Hiro Tanaka ≎ Genin ≎ Kohonagakure 】
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Standing by the counter with Tsubaki. _ Ｃｈａｋｒａ: 150 / 150 _ Ｓｔａｍｉｎａ: 150 / 150

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★ ▌ Amid the sounds of pounding of steel and crackling of blue-hot air smelting away the imperfections of the work in the back, a small pop sounded behind Hiro. A latch. The heavy door began to move, being pushed as another person was coming into the shop. Hiro glanced behind him seeing the door move, but didn't bother to stay watching for the one who entered. He moved to the edge of the store's counter, getting the best look into the far room. He could see one person inside, and wasn't sure if there was another. Damn, he thought the bell might have worked.

A voice called out behind Hiro, directed at him. Hiro turned his head around, catching the pale features of Tsubaki Yamanaka. She stood a few centimeters shorter than Tanaka, but held a pair of haunting lavender eyes with such fine powdery white skin often attired in a dark Gothic chic. She was a living, breathing porcelain doll. Seeing her every time evoked an slight eye-widening glance from Hiro. Coming back to his senses, he furrowed his brow toward Tsubaki to respond to her question. "Couple minutes now. They're wanting some work done around the shop, figured I could use the money."

Hiro turned his head back around, looking into the other room. "What about you? What are you doing here?" The question intended for Tsubaki, even if he didn't show giving full attention. Somebody seemed to be coming out from the back of the shop. Maybe he could get started before they closed for the night.

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Ｍｏｏｄ: Neutral _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro
Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:

Komorebii

Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Komorebii]

Tsubaki Yamanaka

Genin x Puppeteer/Sensor x Architect/Resolution x 450/450 x 50/50

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki smiled neatly at the furrow of his brow; she could see the recognition on his face, though she wondered if he could see recognition on hers. She was standing by Hiro Tanaka, a strong worker that had had to go through the academy. It was interesting, but unsurprising, to catch him here.

"I'm here for... a steel knife," she said proudly, relishing the finality of making a decision. In the academy, many a teachers had described her as an airhead, and very apt a description it was. Then, a shopkeeper approached and looked to both of them. He asked, "What do ya need?" Tsubaki gestured to the steel section with her head. The shopkeeper went to the section while awaiting Hiro's response. Tsubaki mouthed 'knife' to the keep as he opened the glass box of wares. He selected a slender, but serrated blade and offered it to the Yamanaka. "Thank you," she said as she traded her ryo for the weapon. She turned to Hiro with a much warmer, real grin. "Sounds like you're in for a fun night."

AC: 900 / Ryo: 100

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【 Hiro Tanaka ≎ Genin ≎ Kohonagakure 】
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Leaning against the counter top with the shopkeep and Tsubaki _ Ｃｈａｋｒａ: 150 / 150 _ Ｓｔａｍｉｎａ: 150 / 150

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★ ▌ Hiro waited, lowering his hands down to the counter to lean against it. From where he stood, he could eye the shopkeeper approaching the doorway, but taking his sweet time in talking to the pair of Genin. Not exactly the best service here. It brought Hiro to drumming his fingers softly on the counter top. Tsubaki was speaking to Hiro from behind him. Her voice still rather indecisive. Typical bubble-head. Finally she spat out what she wanted. A knife. A simple steel knife. "You've come to the right place for one." Hiro responded.

The shopkeeper finally came out of the back room, approaching the counter. "Hey, sorry for the wait. Welcome to The Brass Gauntlet, how can I assist you today?" The shop keeper addressed the pair. Knowing his purpose here would take longer, Hiro shifted off his hands and turned to the side. His head turned, eyes locking on Tsubaki, and nodded his head upward, uttering simply. "Go." She took the heed and spoke with the shopkeeper, talking to him about her steel knife. Hiro watched the two make the exchange. The keep gave her a shiny new weapon, and she paid. Nothing out of the ordinary. Hiro leaned against the counter deeper, his left elbow resting onto it.

Tsubaki turned and addressed Hiro again, Fun night? "Hey, room for one more if you need something to do tonight." Hiro's response to Tsubaki was a simple invitation. Take it or leave it. But for now, he had to let them know he was taking their job. The shopkeeper turned to Hiro, and Hiro reached into his pocket to pull out the second missive. "You guys requested some help for a couple jobs around your place. Who do I need to see to take it up?" Hiro unfolded the paper marking the request, laying it down on the counter to show the keeper he was here on behalf of the village.

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Ｍｏｏｄ: Mildly amused _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro
Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:

Komorebii

Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Komorebii]

Tsubaki Yamanaka

Genin x Puppeteer/Sensor x Architect/Resolution x 450/450 x 50/50

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki considered his offer. She needed to train and practice and perform her genin duties, but... she'd never done a job like he always does. It would be a new experience and it wasn't like she saw him all the time. She stood there for a noticeable amount of time, brow furrowed, before she nodded to him. "Yeah, I'd love to help out." She couldn't match his work ethic, but she could match his can-do attitude. (Well, his was more of a 'whatever, I can do it' kinda of thing but, like, he got the job done well!)

AC: 900 / Ryo: 100

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[Wolfe Whitehorn]

Isao trekked up the stairs of the Brass Gauntlet and his eyes swept across the main floor. He saw two people in the building and smiled as he shut the door behind him that lead downstairs. His smile grew as he walked around the counter and with a hand upon a shovel poured more charcoal into the forge.

"Morning, fine folks." He said as he looked at the couple.

"First Date? This is an odd place to choose."  

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【 Hiro Tanaka ≎ Genin ≎ Kohonagakure 】
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Standing in front of Isao _ Ｃｈａｋｒａ: 150 / 150 _ Ｓｔａｍｉｎａ: 150 / 150

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★ ▌ Boots stomped up the steps trickling down into the depths of the shop, echoing through the corridor. Somebody else was coming. The first thing Hiro saw was a handle, followed by a black-charred dark gray glove. They saw him arrive. He stood at least six foot six, maybe two forty-five. Broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip. He was the kind of guy you didn't give no lip to. His presence alone made Hiro stand up straight once more.

The man walked past, filthy with char. The shovel in hand carried against his shoulder. He went into the back room, took the shovel off. Its scrapes echoed into the front room. More heat needed for whatever he was making. When he came back in, he offered a friendly enough greeting. "Morning..." Not quite. Then the implication of a date. With Tsubaki? Not even close. But this was something Hiro had seen in blacksmiths throughout his childhood. Coming closer to sunset, a man who had been up all day working on an order could lose track of time. Hiro's father had done it many times over the years. Coming in at daybreak, thinking it was evening due to working through the night. The bigger orders, he had thought he only worked partway through the night, winding up toiling until the next day. Blacksmiths seemed to always have a tendency to lose time. Perhaps more, they learned to count time by the project.

"Evening, actually," corrected Hiro. No use dwelling on it. "And we're here about work. You guys needed some help with things and here to give you a hand." The unfolded missive straight from Haru Akimichi was grabbed by Hiro and offered to the man in black dust.

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Ｍｏｏｄ: Attentive _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro
Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:

Komorebii

Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Komorebii]

Tsubaki Yamanaka

Genin x Puppeteer/Sensor x Architect/Resolution x 450/450 x 50/50

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki maintained a stoic expression as the shophelp assumed they were on a date, although she was laughing on the inside. Unfortunately, Hiro didn't overreact or play along and handled it fairly professionally. The Yamanaka couldn't shake the feeling that everyone around her was too serious. But maybe this was a serious matter."What he said," she commented with a curt nod.

AC: 900 / Ryo: 100

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Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Wolfe Whitehorn]

Isao tossed off his gloves and looked at the pair, actually enjoying the curt tone the young man took in response to his assumption. When he mentioned the time the Blacksmith looked out the window and began to take off his gloves. He hadn't realized how late it had gotten, between the project in the forge and making himself something to eat he hadn't looked out of the window in some hours.

"Aye. Here to purchase or just look around then? If it's getting this late I should probably close up shop soon." The man said with an odd toothy grin as he turned to grab the project in the forge with a pair of tongs and bring it out towards the anvil.  

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【 Hiro Tanaka ≎ Genin ≎ Kohonagakure 】
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Standing in the doorway to the forge area. _ Ｃｈａｋｒａ: 150 / 150 _ Ｓｔａｍｉｎａ: 150 / 150

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★ ▌ An affirmative response followed from Tsubaki as Hiro held up the paper for the blacksmith. He looked up at the statuesque muscleman standing before him. The man removed his gloves and stared over Hiro's head, yet did nothing to neither confirm nor deny the job at hand. The man's mind was clearly in another place. The burly blacksmith took over now for the previous shopkeeper, asking if Hiro and Tsubaki were in the store to shop or not. Today, it was a not.

Hiro moved around the counter, placing both hands against the doorframe. He saw the big man transfer a red-hot piece of steel over to an anvil on the other side of the room and began to hammer away on the object. The familiar pings of heavy pounding atop a blistering hot piece of metal echoed in the back forge. Hiro spoke, raising his voice and paused to match the pings. "Sir, we can...do this tomorrow...I just wann-...wanna know if we...if we got the job or not!" The last bit shouted as quick as Hiro could muster the words. Ping. Ping. "...Sir."

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Ｍｏｏｄ: Gradually getting irritated _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro
Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:
Komo, not sure if you wanna get out of here if Wolfe dismisses us. But I'm game.

Komorebii

Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Komorebii]

Tsubaki Yamanaka

Genin x Puppeteer/Sensor x Architect/Resolution x 450/450 x 50/50

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki giggled at Hiro's brave attempts at getting the shopkeeper's attention. She covered her mouth to hide the smile, but her eyes gave it away. She waited patiently to see the man's reply- if he ever stopped hammering away- and was ready to invite Hiro out of the shop if the man dismissed them.

AC: 900 / Ryo: 100

OOC: I don't think he'll dismiss us, but I'm totally down to walk around or do some training missions together. You won't utilize a lot of jutsu but who's to say you can't train up some serious chakra/stamina pools amirite?

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Wolfe Whitehorn

 

[Wolfe Whitehorn]

Isao cast a glance towards the young man and woman, a smile creeping on his face as they boy tried to speak between his hammer blows. The smile faded when the subject was clearly about work. He set down the hammer and returned the piece to the flames to soak up more heat.

"Aye, job you've got. You can start by retrieving bags of charcoal from the Woodworking shop. The Winding Crown, old man over there still has about half of my order waiting in his showroom. Let him know Kazuhiro Isao sent you, then he'll turn it over to you." The worn blacksmith said with a smirk.

He then tapped the hammer at the edge of the anvil to clear a bit of slag from the surface of the tool.

"Bring me back a fair bit of it an' we'll see about getting you some more work."  

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【 Hiro Tanaka ≎ Genin ≎ Kohonagakure 】
Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Standing beside Tsubaki _ Ｃｈａｋｒａ: 150 / 150 _ Ｓｔａｍｉｎａ: 150 / 150

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★ ▌ This guy...This guy was hard to pin down. He hammered the piece of metal oer and over as Hiro watched from the door frame. Behind him, Tsubaki let loose the faint sound of snickering at Hiro's attempt to talk to the smith. He got it. Must have been amusing seeing the ever-serious Hiro Tanaka being ignored. He pursed his lips, shifting eyes to slits for a moment, letting his gaze glance to the corner of his eye, as if to give the giggly little doll a look. One she couldn't see. One that lasted but a moment as the hammering continued.

Ping. Ping. Ping. Then the pings stopped.

The big man turned to face Hiro at the door, flashing a smile before it turned downward into a frown. He shifted, metal in the tongs no longer glowing red. The smith took it back to the forge and dumped it inside. The big man responded to Hiro's question with a cheshire smirk. "All right. Will do." Hiro responded. Play gopher. Simple enough. He pushed off from the frame and walked back around the counter, looking over to Tsubaki. "Did you hear all that?"

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Ｍｏｏｄ: less irritated _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro
Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:

Wolfe Whitehorn

Komorebii

 

[Komorebii]

Tsubaki Yamanaka

Genin x Medic/Sensor x Specialist/Resolution x 435/435 x 75/75

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki listened intently to the man as he told them about the help he needed. He directed them to another shop, to gather some charcoal. There were certainly more glamorous jobs, especially for a ninja of her training, but she thought it would be a good change of pace. She nodded at Hiro's question, and walked quickly (almost a trot) to the door so she could open it for him. "After you," she said with amusement, barely biting her tongue on a comment about their 'date'.

AC: 900 / Ryo: 100

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