Mission: Burying the Past in Zompania

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone who volunteered
What: A very special mission that will bring you honor. Or maybe just traumatic memories. Whatever.
When: July 20th - July 24th
Where: Zompania, or what's left of it
Summary: Mission detailed here. There are graves to dig and buildings to raze, and plenty more for the volunteers to stay busy with.
Rating: PG-13 for probable mentions of gore and other sad things

Direct further questions here!

Comments

[endgames]

I think that counts as an oxymoron-

[Off to the left of them, an officer with the MSF calls out their way, directing their attention to an area needing hands for demolishing.]

Right, right. On it, boss. [He salutes. This is the overseer being "nice", he can tell - a feat among MSF if there ever was one. Seems the Commandant's raised impression of Luceti is passing down the ranks too.] What a pain... Better move, while he's still in a good mood.

[musubi]

You gonna yell about your itching loud enough that it takes down buildings now?

[Isamu smirks and follows along, even though he knows it was a pretty lame joke on his part.]

[endgames]

Nah. Wouldn't do nearly as much damage as it would if I were a girl. Too bad my friend Ino went home - she could nag the buildings into toppling over for us.

[musubi]

[That earns Shikamaru a snort.] Yeah, that's a real shame.

Guess it's the old fashioned way for us.

[If 'old fashioned' referred to majic and ninjutsu.]

[endgames]

We don't get paid enough.

[But the way he smiles as he shakes his head, it's easy to tell he's more satisfied than not with the lot they've been given.]

So, how you want to go about this?

[musubi]

We don't get paid anything.

[If only.]

I can't really burn anything with fire unless they have a blow torch handy. I've got some light spells that can actually do some damage. Very direct.

[endgames]

Yeah? What kind of level are we talking, here?

[musubi]

... Well. Fairly low.

[He rubs the back of his neck.] But enough to help bring a building down if I do it enough.

[endgames]

Heh, I don't know if I'd call that low. [He's just trying to determine the fastest way they can pull this off together.]

But okay, how's this sound. When we get in and determine the structural weaknesses, we'll have you work on the areas that are still fortified. You put a dent in those, and then all we have to do is give one big push to bring the whole thing down.

[musubi]

Sounds like a plan.

[Isamu is definitely not above making things easier on himself.]

A lot of these places probably only need a good push as is.

[endgames]

They've definitely seen better days.

[musubi]

That's putting it lightly.

[He'd roll up his sleeves for this, but their current outfits make this impossible. The buildings get a thorough glance over as they approach them.]

You any good at this sort of thing? Knowing which spots are weaker than others? Or I guess that's a dumb question, seeing as you're a ninja and all.

[endgames]

Oh yeah. We ninjas are big into the contracting business.

[--actually the Konoha ninja kinda are, given how many times they've had to rebuild their village in the past five years. But. That's besides the point.]

I can figure it out with the right tools, though.

[musubi]

Hey, I don't know this shit! I thought you were supposed to have like... special senses or whatev-you know what forget it. Let's just do this thing.

[Isamu pulls a supply pack off his back and begins digging through it.]

[endgames]

[Ha. Maybe if I were a Hyuuga.

Shikamaru leaves him to do that and moves further in, testing the stairs experimentally.]

Let me know when you're ready.

[musubi]

[A bunch of random tools are dumped out of the bag haphazardly. Hell if he knows which ones they actually need to use.]

There. Anything useful?

[endgames]

[The first stair creaks, when he pushes the heel of his foot lightly against it. He'll hold off from going up there then.]

Got a... Hm. What was it called... Rebar locator? [He thinks that's it but isn't sure, so snaps his fingers.] It's like a handheld metal detector.

[He thought that was one of the tools described earlier anyhow.]

[musubi]

A what now?

[As if Isamu has ever worked with building construction. Or even putting up a painting. He looks over the items to see if anything looks like it might be a locator of anything and ends up handing over a small rectangular box with a screen.]

This it?

[endgames]

I think so. [He steps over to take it from Isamu with a nod of thanks, then to the nearest wall while working out how to turn the thing on.]

The way this building looked to be leaning when we came in, I figure not all of the beams supporting the walls are straight anymore.

[musubi]

Well there's the easy solution. We just need the Big Bad Wolf to come and blow on the opposite side to make this thing tumble over easy.

[He's not even sure if that one was lame or not. Eh.]

Let me know where the good ones are so I can break them.

[endgames]

[It sounds like a joke Masaomi would make, if only because it involves a reference he wouldn't know. Shikamaru smirks at it anyways, and takes the device along the walls. As he determines weak spots, he takes out a thick, black marker and draws over the rubble and plaster.]

'X' marks the spot.

[musubi]

Alright.

[He might not be able to roll up his sleeves, but he can still crack his knuckles, which he does now.]

You aren't allowed to laugh, though. Just so we're clear. I can zap you too.

[After he says this, a few solid rays of light strike from out of nowhere and hit the first of the markings, burning through the material.]

[endgames]

[Pfft. He's too busy being impressed to laugh.]

That isn't Hyt, is it?

[musubi]

Nope!

[He pats a hand to his chest.] It's symbology. I'd show you my tattoos, but I'm all covered up.

... Apparently I work real well with the light element for some reason. Don't ask me why.

[endgames]

[He's really interested in knowing how that works, but he should be one to talk. In the realm of possible things, he can stab things with his shadow, after all.]

So long as it gets the job done, I'm not fussed. [And it's kind of neat meeting someone with the opposite skillset from him. Not that he thought of light and shadows being such opposites until coming to Luceti.] How well will these hold until we can get out for the big shove?