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Mission Title: Walk that pooch!
Difficulty: D
Location: -set-
Reward: 15,000
Objective: People are busy nowadays! A kind and soft spoken blonde woman of about twenty years old has asked that someone walks her adorably fluffy chocolate brown Pomeranian dog. Walk the dog and make sure no harm befalls the little ball of fluff. If the dog is harmed you have failed the mission and will not be rewarded.
Finally, something that was more up Rin's alley! Walking a big ol' beast of a dog was much more interesting, and definitely preferable when compared to chasing some spoiled cat down from a tree. Now that he thought about it, he was suddenly reminded that he needed to fix the house that tree fell down on... It might not have been the smartest idea, but at least he got the thing down safely. He'd even apologized to the residents of the house, what else could he do?!
Rin stopped outside of the house that he had been instructed to go to. He scratched his chin as he thought, wondering what kind of dog the owner must have had. Why couldn't she walk it herself? Was it that massive and beastly? Or maybe it was some horrifyingly mean dog. Rin could only smirk eagerly as he approached the door.
His knuckles rapped against the wood thrice. He stepped back once and crossed his arms. After a moment of listening to somebody, or something fumble around inside, his eyes met with the young blonde woman that had contracted the mission. “
Hi! I'm here for t-” Rin began, but he was quickly cut off by the blonde's frantic movements. “
Hello! I'm terribly but I'm in a hurry. Make sure that he goes before you bring him back!” the Woman said as she practically threw the dog into his arms. “
Wh-.. wait, what?! This isn't a dog!” Rin yelled as the Woman ran off, laughing and waving nervously toward the clearly annoyed male.
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Damnit! I finally get something worth taking and I have to walk some fuckin' cat-dog!” Rin grumbled. He grabbed the leash and wrapped it around his right hand, then gave the dog a tug before leading it off. Rin continued to grumble for the entire walk. Every time the dog stopped to smell something and then walked off, he would mumble inaudible slurs and vent his frustration under his breath. He was really looking forward to walking something a bit more.. threatening. All these beta as hell missions were really bringing him down. He was a man! He needed to do manly things, like wrestle a bear into submission! But instead, he was stuck walking this walking ball of glorified pollen around the village.
Rin sighed as the dog took another break to smell around some random object. A bench, wall, rubbish pile, Rin didn't care enough to pay attention. “
Could be worse.. Could actually be walkin' a damn cat...” Rin said as he looked toward the Dog, who continued to smell around. “
Ornla wux hesjing jalyur?! Si mi zaja di nomeno!” Rin shouted in a very foreign sounding dialect. It sounded like a mixture of very strange hissing, combined with a beast clearing it's throat. Very strange indeed, but it seemed to have done the trick. Whatever Rin said motivated the canine into doing it's business, which Rin happily laughed at. Seemed like his native tongue was rather motivating! He'd have to remember that.
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S'bout damn time.” Rin said as he tugged the dog along again. It followed obediently, likely not wanting to be at the receiving end of Rin's next yelling fit. He made sure the dog did its business a few more times before he departed for the mission contractor's home. Rin pulled the leash from the collar of the dog and let it inside, then released a long, drawn out sigh before resting his back against the wall of the house. He glanced over at the same blonde woman from earlier, who seemed to be done with whatever she was doing. “
Thank you much for walking my do-” she began, but was interrupted by Rin shaking his head.
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No no, no.. Don't thank me.” He pushed himself off the wall and bowed his head very, very slightly toward the woman. Rin didn't let her say another word before he walked off, all the while adjusting the very threatening looking sword on his back. He made it clear that he didn't want to talk about the matter and further, and it seemed that she caught onto his unspoken desire to leave.
[Mission Total: 693/600]