"ugh, who's there?" Lance said as he opened his door. The man, only a chunnin of his village, more of a messanger. "there has been a joint mission, with some other vilages. It is to keep peace in our lands, you know of the recent threats from the sound village, they need to be stopped. You are one of our top jounin" Lance just looked away for a second as the man's mindless babbeling continued. "I get it! I go, help assasinate a few trouble makers, problem solved! just tell whoever that I accept! now get out of my face!"
As Lance slammed his door shut, he whispered to himself. "damn messangers, they don't deserve the title of shinobi." Lance pulled his long, flowing jet black cloak over his clothing, put his headband over his neck on his cusom chain neckelace setup, and swung his giant shuriken and latched it to the back of his cloak. He had just trained a squad of genin to the chunin exams, what a pain. Lance stormed out of his small apartment and thrust his arm at the door to open it violently, so violently that it hit the wall, and slammed again as it closed. Lance calmed himself down, looking at the pathetic excuses for ninjas peeking their stupid, curious heads out of their doors. "it's nothing, now leave me alone" Lance nearly whispered as he exited the building.
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