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Hey good lookin'

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Suigetsu was having a pretty damn good day if you asked him, not that you would and not that he cared that you didn't. Yup, his day was that good. He couldn't believe his luck! Only a a few moments after he'd settled down under a large shady tree for a snooze his phone had rung. It was a new client! He had a job! A real money paying, food buying job! Sure the request was a little odd.. but that never stopped him before!

That's how the energetic lad had ended up in his current situation. He was currently loving life and swimming in a huge pool full of lime jell-o! Damn it was delicious! He grinned fiendishly, scanning the scantily-clad women around him. /Almost as delicious as them~/ A particularly busty brunette made her way over to him and leaned in close to his ear. "Suigetsu~ Sui~get~su~" she teased "how'd you like to-"

"SONNOVA BEETCH!" Suigetsu cried out as he slammed his head into a low hanging branch, startled awake by a sudden loud noise. "WUDDAFUCK WAZZAT?!" He searched the grass around him frantically only to discover it was his own cellphone. He scowled at it, seriously considering not answering whoever had ruined his awesome dream. /But what if.../ He thought and decided he couldn't take that chance.

" 'ello? Don't suppose you're a hot supermodel type keen on takin' a dip in gelatin? ... no?" He snorted, stretching from his spot beneath the tree. "Figured as much. So whudda ya want?" He frowned as he listened to the voice through the phone. It was job, that much of his dream had been real, but this time he had to... dust? He rolled his eyes. Another exciting day in the odd jobs business.

"Yeah yeah, I got ya. Things need dusting an' you're delicate an' such. I'll be there in an hour. I gotta drop off this porn first for-." His eyes went wide as he blurted "YOUDIDNTHEARTHATFROMME!" before quickly pressing [END] on his phone. He shook his head as he meandered down the sidewalk scratching his hip and muttering about libraries.

An hour later Suigetsu pushed open the door to the abandoned looking library. /This the right place?/ He checked the address again to confirm. "This place smells like the mummy's tomb." He muttered before poking his head around a corner and calling out: "OI! Sombuddy in 'ere order a stripper?!" 

Will Work For: [Orochimaru]

It seemed to Orochimaru he was constantly running errands. He didn’t mind so much, as it kept him occupied. And certainly there was no one forcing him to do all these things or forbidding him to just sleep in the library all day. Nobody except himself and his ambitious undergoing of reforming this library. At least the postal workers were less outwardly afraid of him.

On his way home he paused and backtracked to a bulletin board he’d passed. This paper pinned to it caught his eye only because it was absurd in it’s formatting, some things handwritten. Orochimaru cocked his head as he read over it.

Absurd was definitely the right word. Excess exclamation marks and highly informal word choice, how could this jack-of-trades expect anyone to take it seriously. And Fishy? Really?

Oh, but he did find himself in need of odd jobs. He’d been recruiting a denizen here or there to assist him at the library. No doubt this Suigetsu person wouldn’t mind dusting shelves for a sum, as he himself really did not want to dust anymore books. It was painful physically and philosophically.

He gave Suigetsu a call once he was back in the safety of his library. 

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[OOC: people wrote me things and now I have to write them things! Imagine that :D]

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Slurps loudly just for attention

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(OPEN) Will Work For:

Cash, sake, a date..

That last item made him grin ear to ear. "Maybe I should put that one first." Suigetsu wondered aloud, tapping the end of his pen against his bottom lip. He scanned the small courtyard and whistled as a hot blonde walked by. /I wouldn't mind helping her out/ he thought as he watched her sway her hips down the street /the things I would do to- Imeanfor her/ and practically drooled on his flyer.

His daydream was rudely interrupted by a rather loud growl from his stomach. He frowned and added to his list:

or a hot home-cooked meal 

With a satisfied nod the young man leaned back to look over his work.

  SUIGETSU

- ODD JOB EXTRAORDINAIRE!!

Got somethin' that needs doin'? I'm your man!

Call me up any time, I got what you need!

No job too big! No job too nasty!

(okay maybe we should talk about it first)

I have skills a plenty! So many skills my skills have skills!

Wait until you see my tools, there's nothin' I can't handle!

Trust me, you won't be disappointed.

Call: (90) GETFISHY

Will work for: Cash, sake, a date 

or a hot home-cooked meal

"That oughta do it!" The dude exclaimed, shoving his pen into his pocket as he stood. "Now to post these." He spotted a large bulletin board near where he had been seated and quickly made his way over to it. "The perfect place to start." He pinned the flyer to the board, stepping back and shielding his eyes from the sun. "Now I just wait for someone to bite!"

He looked down at the stack of clean white paper in his hand with a grimace. "...And make some copies" He shrugged, that could wait. At least he'd finished one already and he didn't think that was half bad. Shoving his hands in his pockets and whistling a happy tune, Suigetsu sauntered away in search of a good place to nap.

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Suigetsu in da house!

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It was Valentine's Day and Suigetsu found himself alone, again. He growled at the thought, "Stupid day!" He cursed and kicked a random rock into the grass. "If I had a girl right now, man! I'd be treating her right! "Then again," he smirked to himself, "being single is fucking fun! Nothing beats the chase and nothing gets your heart racing like an unexplored lady~" He walked along the busy street talking to himself and not caring who overheard.

At least he had a job today. He pulled a small slip of paper out of his jeans pocket to look it over. Hastily unfolding the note, his eyes poured over the messy handwriting. "Let's see, what did that guy want again? Smokes, lottery tickets, ramen..," He rolled his eyes. "this guy must have a hot date tonight." He came to a halt when he read the next item, squinting closely at the small words he read it again. /Secret Peeping Camera on DVD/ 

"..." 

Suigetsu snorted as he tried to keep himself under control but he couldn't help himself. Laughter exploded from his mouth and he threw his head back. He was drawing a lot of attention and that only made him laugh harder. "Secret-" He laughed "camera" and laughed "Hot date!" and laughed "Oh God!" and laughed more. His eyes were filled with tears and he clutched his stomach, laughing away every ounce of breath in him. That's when it happened.

-LOOK OUT!- -EEK!- ..... -POOF-

He hit the pavement with a loud thud, completely confused. /Uh..... what did I just run into? And... why is everything white!/ He waved his hand in front of his face to clear the /why white?/ smoke clouding his vision. /Did something blow up?/ He wondered, trying to make heads or tails of the situation. What he saw in front of him made him gasp, then choke, then fall into a coughing fit.

There on the sidewalk before him, settled on her /probably scrumptious/ butt, was a small disheveled girl clutching a now empty bag and covered head to toe in what he could only assume was flour. /Oh, that's what that smoke was./ She was also kind of glaring at him. It was hands down the most adorable thing he had ever seen. 

So he the only thing he could do in that situation: threw his head back and laughed anew

Bad Timing.

She’d been doodling for the past hour, leaning her head on her palm as she scribbled away on all the corners of her page - the page she was meant to be writing an essay on. She sighed, daydreaming about nothing and everything. She just couldn’t get herself to work and in her dazed state, she tilted her head up to the trees with a dreamy smile on her face. She took in the view of the trees planted all around the campus, the gardens they had were spread out and full of lovely floral designs. 

Sighing again, her eyes flickered down to her page once more and focused on the date written neatly in the corner. Her brows furrowed as she thought about it, was something happening today? It must be a birthday or an event yet it just wouldn’t click. Oh well, she’ll remember later. Nodding to herself, she thought this was a failed attempt at finishing her assignment and decided she could leave and start work early.

~x~ 

The door to the bakery was already open, and the shocked Hinata paused to survey the crowded bakery with wide eyes, not the usual soft whispered customers but loud with energy. 

“Hinata!”

Someone grabbed onto her shoulders and shook her, and turning back with wide eyes she found a stressed out Mei-san, one of her coworkers, with her hair out of her usual bun and some flour on her cheek. “Where have you been Hinata-chan! Wait - don’t tell me, there’s no time!” She stressed out the last word, her red eyes wide and wild, making Hinata wanting to take a step back. “Of all the days, today was the day everything had to go wrong. First, my hair is a mess and some asshole drove into a puddle where I was standing - A fucking puddle! On my brand new dress, a dress I bought especially for Valentines day!”

Lilac orbs widened. Oh. “Did you say Valentines day?”

Mei shook her head, inky strands fell into her face which she brushed away angrily, breathing noisily through her nose. “Yes, Hinata, Valentines Day. As in the best day for couples and worst day for singles.  Just - bah, we need you to buy some eggs and flour.”

Eggs? Flour? “W-why? We’re never out of those..” She couldn’t help the stutter, Mei-san could get dangerous quite quickly. “We always keep stock at the ba- “

“HINATA - WE WILL BE OUT IF YOU DON’T GO ALREADY!”

Hinata eeped and ducked. Slipping out her grasp and heading out the door, almost tripping in her hurry. The dark head leaned out the door and called out to Hinata before she could get too far.

“BUY ME A BOTTLE OF FUCKING SAKE WHILE YOU’RE AT IT!”

~x~

She really wished she had a car right at this moment. Bags of flour hung from both arms while she held up at least two dozen eggs in her hands against her chest. Whimpering, she made her way back (quite slowly), the lack of muscles in her arms burning as she did so. 

Through the pain, she smiled faintly at the thought of the red heart-shaped balloons the store was selling, all the bouquets that were being sold, and the happy couples that passed her. She wasn’t surprised that she had forgotten about Valentines Day. She was just.. busy. 

“Ow ow ow..” She flinched as her arm cramped up, tightening her grip on the eggs to avoid dropping them. She whimpered as she placed all of the ingredients on the bench she was about to pass and stretched her arm. She wasn’t cut out for this job if she couldn’t even carry some eggs and flour without falling over herself.

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Applicado

Writer URL/nickname: Jack

Character name: Suigetsu Hōzuki

Canon character? (Y/N?): Yup

Character age: 21

Character occupation: Jack of all trades [literally :D]

A short paragraph (6-8 sentences, max) to describe your character:

Suigetsu considers himself a man of many talents, though many would say he was not especially skilled in any. He never let that stop him. Barely attending enough courses to be considered a student he is always searching for a quick way to make a buck. He runs a small odd jobs business out of his apartment and never stays focused on anything. Free-spirited and rather mouthy he enjoys pressing all the wrong buttons on the women he's interested in, which is pretty much all of them. He has a terrible habit of grinding his teeth which lead to them taking on a very pointed shape. People stare, Suigetsu loves it; this is also the thinking behind his extremely unconventional bokken. Though if asked he's most likely to reply "ladies like 'em big" and grin in that fiendish way that makes you wish you'd never asked at all.