Garbage Three

Name: Take out the garbage
Location: Anywhere
Rank: D
Team: No
Client: Random Citizen
Rewards: 500 exp and 500 Ryo
Description: An old lady is having trouble with her garbage, she needs a strong young ninja to come help her take it out. She already has it bagged, she just needs you to carry it down one hundred flights of stairs to the bottom of the building and put it in the dumpster for her.


Garbage Three

Gekkido continued on up the one-hundred flight of stairs for his third appointment with a trash lady. As he reached the top floor, the woman, slightly obese, handed him three heavy bags of trash. He smiled, knowing indeed it would take him more than a minute or two to come back empty handed. His great strength and speed would make this trip nothing for him, but yet he took his time to ensure he could follow up where the deep thoughts of his heart left off. He began to meditate and think back to various experiences that still carried with them negative energy. Energy that would continue to affect his senses, hormones, and capacity to act if he did not de-enerrgize them and replace them with more positive and empowering concepts. The first thought was when he was a small child and remembers longing for his father. His father's presence and love was something he craved more than life itself as a kid. He remembers imagining that his dad was some legendary warrior out somewhere in the world fighting darkness on an unimaginable scale. He imagined his mother had gone with him on this journey and they had left him behind to ensure his safety; but that they were coming back. The stories he'd learned in religion even brought to mind the idea that perhaps they'd found a way to visit and meet the Ootsutsuki; their celestial ancestors. This thought was brought to an abrupt end when it was one day told to him by a peer who often bullied him that his parents were slaughtered along with a hundred others for an attempt to take over leadership of the Kaguya. The records he sneaked in and found confirmed this truth later on. Rather than resent his clan, he resented himself. Carrying with him at all times the assumption that he was not nor would ever be good enough to have a family if he was not strong enough to protect them. The burden and illusion of action captivated him as a youth, always guiding him towards greater and greater pursuits of power, security, and independence. He dumped the trash as he reached the bottom floor, and took his time in returning back to the lady above. He was not interested in eating at her place, and she was apparently not interested in inviting him. So he said his goodbyes and headed towards the next station where he was to help his last customer.