I AIN'T GOT MONEY![Various Missions]

Field trip to the pool:

After a few more days rest Nasin felt better. The money he had was spent on rent for a few months. It didn't cover his food, clothes and most importantly medical expenses. It wasn't like he was new to the idea of living on a few dollars a day. The new part of this experience was he had no connections to make life easier.This land was far more orderly than he ever expected. There was no where to sell his snake oil. That is to say if he still had the snake oil. It was crushed when he fell off the cliff. Nasin was permitted to do missions within the village. Today he would supervise kids swim.

The day was average as expected nothing wild happened and Nasin would get paid for essentially getting a sunbath.

WORD COUNT:137

Discover the Pervert :

Undercover work. This was new. Nasin was used to telling lies. Taught himself that while growing up as an urchin. His skill was refined in the academy, but he never did anything for the village as being a vendor was so much better. Less dangerous and he already knew the trade. Being a cashier was rather boring. People would come in buy junk food then leave. At times some girls would stare at Nasin daring one another to go up and talk to him. Not to mention he was in the constant eye of pervert manager.

The manager accused of being a pervert made his move within the first few days of working. To which Nasin promptly stopped the behavior by twisting the managers arm then whacking his neck causing the pervert to knock out.

WORD COUNTER: 135

Catch the Animal :

The wound was making everything more difficult. Everything from changing clothes to going out for a job was filled with a dull pain. Nasin couldn't rest until he had a decent amount of money saved up. He had to pay for medicine, food, books, and replace the traveling gear that was destroyed on the journey to Hanagakure. Not to mention he might be under constant surveillance. Now Nasin the only job available today was catching some family's pet pooch. Never had he known that money could be wasted on such things. It bewildered him why the family couldn't send their kids to look for the small dog.

Taking some pain revilers Nasin waited for them to start working before he ironically start his work. The dog in question was a pooch. White, fluffy fur with big droopy ears. It had been sheltered all its life adn did not know how to survive by itself. It was too accustomed to having everything on a platter on demand. After walking around the area where the dog was last seen Nasin found little that could lead him to his objective. It was odd walking on a paved street with only a few people actually walking on it. Exact opposite of his homeland. It was always crowded.

Nasin laughed as he walked past the pooch as it cried and yelped for food. It annoyed him. This dog was somehow related at some point to the wolves that gave him his injury. Small world. Grabbing the dog Nasin returned it to its owners.

WORD COUNTER: 258

Defeat the Bandit :

The last few weeks was rough, but manageable. After spending a few hours last night crunching numbers Nasin knew this would be the last job he would need for awhile. After this he could do as he please for the most part. Today he would investigate the mugging of civilians around the shopping district. The day was spent talking to victims describing the mugger. None of them had anything worth recalling. Still Nasin needed the money so giving up wasn't an option. Sitting on bench Nasin waited for night to come.

That was the biggest lead he gathered. All the muggins occurred at night. The mugger voice of the mugger was male one victim recalled earlier. Nothing too detailed. Giving up seemed like a good idea. The work was making the job seem far more than it was worth. It wasn't like he was obliged to help the people of this country. Slouching against the bench Nasin somehow felt this is the reason why people do drugs or drink. It was to get away from the problems of life. The feeling wasn't enough to convince him to drink. He had seen too much of it in his life for him to be convinced drinking would bring any good.

Staring at the moon. Distracted by it Nasin failed to notice a man sneak up behind him with kunai in hand. The man placing the kunai firmly on Nasin's back ordered him to stand up. Following the orders Nasin stood up. He wasn't scared. The mugger had made the job all the more easier. No more asking people for information, running the village or taking orders from random people. Nasin quickly tuning around grabbed the muggers wrist twisting it forcing the muggers grip to loosen. The kunai fell out of the muggers hand.

The mugger pulling out a second kunai. It wouldn't help. Nasin grabbing the mans head pulled the mugger closer to himself. Using this sudden motion to get the mugger off balance Nasin slammed the muggers throat into the bench. The man started coughing up vigorously as he felt the sudden pain emanate from his throat. Nasin walking around the bench took small breaths before stomping on the mans face knocking the man out. Picking up the man Nasin smiling knew this would be the last job he would do for awhile.

WORD COUNTER: 392

TOTAL WORDS: 922