It had been a short, yet tedious day so far in the Village hidden in Whirlpools, at least for one young girl. Risu Ishishabi, the pink haired weapons user of the mist had arrived only an hour ago, and she was less than impressed. She had rushed ahead of her teammates as usual to scout out everything interesting in town, and of course their house. Being less than impressed she wanted more for her team and went in search of a new place. Surely with all the corruption she'd seen so far there would be a place she could find owned by people she could get away with kicking out.
It was in this search that young Risu had found a weapons dealer, which she couldn't help but respect and almost admire the mans craftsmanship, the only problem was his materials weren't that great so she couldn't indulge herself with any new toys. In the end she left thanking him for his time and let him carry on with his day. After that let down she found a food place and tried a little bit of food, which was only adequate. All in all everything here so far, well it sucked.
Eventually young Risu happened upon a good find though. A drug house in wonderful condition, at least considering where they were, and only a few people to protect it. Upon approaching the house the two men had raised their eyebrows at the small girl before them. Of course at first no one notices that Risu is from the Hidden Mist, but part of that has always been her fault. She sewed the the headband protector she got as a genin onto her scarf. So when the two men tried to grab her to drag her off and out of the way they were both unaware of what happened when they both suddenly lost sight of her and they were both struck in the side of the neck rendering them unconcious.
Finally we arrive to current time where young Risu had finally caught the attention of the owner of the establishment, who had thoughtfully come out in the open for everyone to witness what was going on. By then Risu had turned the two men into a spectacle, tying them to a pole in nothing but their underwear for everyone to see. She had thrown their garments onto the ground without a care in the world which a coulple of homeless people had gladly taken into their own care for themselves. Now she stood leaning on the pole smirking towards the dealer who finally showed up. "It's about time you got out here! Now if you would kindly put your keys to the residence on the ground and vacate immediately I would greatly appreciate it. Oh and don't worry about your things I'll be seizing those as well. Everything you've taken, or earned, through your business, is now the property of the Hidden Mist, so beat it." Risu spoke plainly, cofidently, and most of all, arrogantly. She wasn't verbally threatening or demanding anything. She was informing the man as if it he had no choice, which wasn't far from the truth.