Burial of the Fallen[P]

After completing his first mission in Tea Country (Travel Post lands), Tousen met up with the traveling party of the Mizaki clan. The clan was planning on having a burial here, but were scared of being attacked during the procession, thus hired a shinobi in order to escort the funeral party. It seemed as though something wrong had happened in Sunagakure, as he was suppose to have another chunnin with him for securities sake, but only himself was there. Tousen played this off, telling those around him that he was of Jounin rank to ease their minds. If no one knew about the death of the individual or that the clan members planned to bury him here then he wouldn't have anything to worry about unless they straight up ran into someone. In any case, he met them upon boarding the boat and all he had to do was escort them through Moon Country to the plot of land that the individual would be buried. There was some risk involved, but he didn't believe that too much could go wrong for as long as they kept a low profile. With the sad and somber atmosphere that surrounded the idea of a passing loved one, he would have no problem keeping those around him at bay. Also, because he was a shinobi of particular skill in the sensory department, he would be able to locate any hidden enemies that lay in wait with hopes of ambushing the convoy.

There were four separate house and buggy sort of carriages. each of them drawn by four houses, each of them black and each of them with 4-6 family members. It was a small clan funeral as only the closes to him and the branch were brave enough to risk it. It was true that these individuals had a bad reputation but was it this serious? Tousen listen in to their conversations on the side, but stopped himself as he was reminded that it was rude to do so. The casket was the first of the convoy, leading the way and Tousen himself sat upon the top of one of the carriages in a meditative state so that he may take in his surroundings as clearly and accurately as possible. All he had to do now was wait. Not a single one of his intuned seven senses detected anything that could be close to being classified a shinobi, but Tousen knew better than to be naive; he would stay on guard and focused until the mission was over and he could head home. One advantage of being blind was the fact that one didn't easily lose focus; to live without sight was to live without distraction and for as long as others lives were placed in his hands, he would remain vigilant...

However, this mission seemed to go smoothly. With the exception of a few random woodland creature curiously scanning the route from the trees, nothing worth paying attention to showed up. Missing-nin were apparently on the move, or at least else where then moon country. This did make sense, as moon country was its own island after all and far form the great nations. It was something of a hassle to get back and forth in any timely manner. It took about two hours to get to the burial site from where they were. It was an uphill climb most of the time and the horses trotted along in something of a slow and melancholy pace. It was quiet as besides the occasional sob or word of prayer, the members of the convoy kept to themselves. It was horribly sad but otherwise peaceful. As much as he would like to sympathize with the family but in this case, his mission came before emotions.

They got to the area in due time without any bumps in the road so to speak. The grave was dug on the spot while Tousen sat upon the carriage, and watched over the area. It wasn't too soon until the ceremony took place, the casket was placed in the grave and his mission was over. Before the ceremony even ended, Tousen bid fair well to the family and headed back down the slopping hill side to the port where he would return to the mainland...

Mission Complete~