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A collab between Nim, Glitchybugger, Inzane, Oetje and Roran Hawkins
Konohagakure Training Facility

Team 7 meets again since the fiasco of last mission. Tensions are high amongst the members although in the end everyone, including the two new members, does show up on the training. The training does not go swimmingly as the members of the team all have their own idea of what the problem is, which may spell doom for the stricken team in the future.

Kensuke looked at the watch he was carrying. One to eight in the morning. The sun had had just risen above the horizon in the East and began shedding its rays over the world, and the Konohagakure Training Facility. It was a watery december sun that did its best to thaw the frozen earth. This early, it had little effect. Kensuke could see his breath form in the air as he breathed, happy he'd decided to wear his full uniform. The flak jacket and the combat fatigues, especially the thick woolen winter version of them, were excellent ways to keep warm. His eyes wandered to the replacement sword leaning against the tree. An old and weathered blue ribbon that was tied aroud the base of the handle occasionally budged under the minescule breeze. He'd never thought of himself as a person for much emotional attachment to material objects, but he had to admit that breaking his clans last remaining heritage blade had put a jar in his confidence. Not a permanent one or a particularly terrible one, it was only a sword after all, but it made him stop and think about things he rather didn't. He dismissed his train of thoughts when he heard footsteps approaching.

Kyoi arrived on the scene more or less on time, in casual uniform over her normal shirt and trousers yet looking somewhat peculiar with her hair fanning up above her like an umbrella of sorts to protect her from the elements, the method of how she was doing it would be notable upon seeing a handseal being maintained as she arrived. "Good morning, Kensuke. Are we expecting the other two today?" The question was fairly open as if there wasn't any actual expectation of an answer, once she saw the tree Kensuke was stood beneath she dropped her jutsu, allowing her hair to fall back down to it's normal state and she placed herself beneath the cover of the tree as well.

This wasn't the best day or time. Rubbing her eyes, Meilin almost had to drag herself to the meeting place. It was both dreadful and annoying that she had to come to a training with the team. Her motivation was below sea-level pretty much due to various factors. More because she also had more training scheduled, with Jin. And the old man didn't joke that much around either. Meaning that today she wouldn't have any time to investigate and study the content of the old book further. She had even undergone the trouble to hide it in the small room to prevent anybody from getting to it. If that was a bit paranoid hadn't come up to Meilin's mind. Right now, she wasn't still certain if anybody was interested or curious about it. Then again, why would she share anything? It wasn't like they would be interested in her culture or the Sarutobi clan in all of a sudden, anyways. Their interaction and mannerism had made that abundantly clear to her.

Making it just harder to move herself to the field where the team would gather.
For a moment Meilin did ponder if she could just not go. Kensuke wasn't her sensei. She didn't consider him to be a real mentor-figure anyways. But as a chuunin, she could be punished as a chuunin. Which was more severe than as a genin. Not really encouraging her to lay off and do her own thing until the evening.
Eventually, arriving on the field Meilin frowned. It was that woman from Oakrath, that Hyuuga nin. Placing her hands behind the back of her hooded head, Meilin would approach the pair.

"Morning," she said in a calm and casual tone. Her gaze briefly lingered on Kensuke but with her facial expression being blank and perhaps prohibiting Kensuke's view, there wasn't much visible of her thoughts and current mood.

"Please, let this be done and over soon..."
Carrying a back pack with a small lunch and a few books, and a book open in her hands, Karma kept most of her attention on the paragraph she was reading, as she already knew the way to the training fields by heart. She was reading a book about the public history of the Nara and Yamanaka clans, which according to the book had some sort of connection throughout history. She found it interesting, but she decided it would probably be for the best if she didn't start throwing facts from the book at people until she had some sort of way of verifying it.

Once she arrived at the path that led to the training facilities, she lowered the book and started to look for the area the team was supposed to meet at. After a few minutes she found it and made her way there, and soon enough she saw Kensuke, Meilin and the Hyuuga standing near each other. Upon approaching them, she closed the book and placed it inside her backpack. She gave a brief nod to Meilin before looking at Kensuke, and appearing to completely ignore Kyoi "Morning Kensuke, Meilin." She said in a neutral voice before moving slightly away from them to put her bag next to a nearby tree.

He couldn't truly say he wasn't curious about this new team he was assigned too. He heard rumors and sometimes while rumors were wrong, sometimes they were right. He knew the rumor that his new sensei was pretty much part of a dead clan after the Hons went to town on them. Yet he also heard of some less than favorable teamwork among this team. Well it wouldn't kill him to go meet his new team, but if the rumors were true. he suspected he would be on a new team soon enough.

Having arrived at the field taking his time, he saw one man and three females gathered around so he would proceed to walk up to them with his arms folded as he would study them as he approached. One seemed formal which was usually easy pickings with his past, the black haired woman seemed different from the rest. He couldn't truly read her and for some reason that bothered him. Then their was one with a backpack which piqued his interest... the backpack that was, then he focused his gaze on the man. Was he... taking it easy right now? Well that was fine he supposed, he could understand that a bit anyway. "This is Team seven right? I was assigned to this team, not sure if you got the message on that or not. Should be expecting a Madoc Yamanaka right?"

The team was well on time, and he nodded a greeting to each of them as they arrived in turn. Naturally things were a bit awkward given the last mission's outcome, but there were worse things than working in an awkward situation. Dying for example. Something training was meant to prevent. Even the new guy made it there. Kensuke nodded when the new guy spoke. "Yes, this is Team seven. I read the note just yesterday evening. Welcome." Kensuke said. "I'm Nimatsu Kensuke, sensei of this team. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask. The rest of the team may introduce themselves." He added, glancing over towards the three girls.

Regardless of the reception Karma and Meilin gave her, Kyoi greeted them upon their arrival without hesitation and returned to patiently waiting for the meeting to start. The new member of the team, Madoc Yamanaka, was interesting to meet and Kyoi dipped her head towards him with a smile. "Hyuuga Kyoi, I'm a new addition to the team also so it's wonderful to meet you."

Standing there, Meilin remained silent. Karma was the next one to arrive the meeting. Still with her hands at the back of her hooded head, Meilin just threw a glance towards Karma. Nodding as the only manner of greeting back. Mentally preparing herself for what was to happen, Meilin frowned.
Another person joined the fray? Her hands lowered as she eyed the newcomer. He didn't seem that much special but that didn't mean anything. As the blonde introduced himself as a Yamanaka, asking if this was team 7, Meilin blinked rapidly.

Her eyes shot her gaze towards Kensuke, wondering if this was a new member. But what about Sen? Hadn't she made it out alive on the trip back from Oakrath? Finding herself confused and becoming wary, Meilin would take a subtle step back to observe the situation better.

"My name is Meilin Cho." It was phrased in Yakimara but in such a broken fashion that it almost seemed a blend of a Chonobi accent and poorly fashioned Yakimara. If anything, Meilin was proud that she knew a bit of the language, always having found it a dull thing at the theory training of the Guard.
As she turned back towards the rest of them, Karma noticed that another person arrived. She heard him introduce himself as Madoc Yamanaka, which she thought was an unusual name. After standing once more next to the rest, she heard them each introduce themselve, except for Meilin who said something in a different language, but considering how it was accompanied with her name she assumed it was also an introduction "I'm Karma Minami." She said in a brief manner, briefly thinking about the fact that the team was consistently getting people from known clans in the empire.

As the man answered his questions he went righ to the introductions, which was when with his eyes he began making movements to each of the three girls to look as least suspicious as possible. What he was doing was using the Mind's eye technique to pick up on any information the three girls would leave out of their first impressions. The Hyuuga still came off as a noble of sorts. Wasn't hiding anything that deemed reaction. He was about to read Meilin's mind when she started speaking in Yakimara? Or well a broken form of it, yet he got the gist of what she was saying. Reading her mind as well made him smirk though. Enough so he sent her a message straight to her mind. "That right? Well then this can be our little secret." his voice would ring in her head as he was now smiling as he looked at karma which was when his smile faded. His name.... was weird? How... How rude. This prompted another message to be sent to Meilin. "Why did it insult my name?" He would then roll his eyes before giving a smile again.

"My name is as I said before Madoc Yamanaka. I look forward to working with you all. I'm a chuunin so I do have some knowledge, so I shouldn't be a burden." Madoc replied with folding his arms again as he looked at Kensuke wondering what he had planned next that Introductions were done with.

"Alright. Let's move on to the training. I'm sure you're all acquainted to the necessities of a warming-up?" He said, completely unecessarily. "Generally, a shinobi who loses his breath is a dead one. Let's begin with half a dozen laps around the field and some basic excercises." Kensuke explained, loosening his ankles as he did. "After that we can move to the interesting bits." He said an waited for them to start before joining them.

For Kyoi the exercises were more rigorous and taxing than she was used to, it was evident that she was putting in maximum effort to keep up with Kensuke's pace, even if she began to falter and slow down somewhere during the middle point of the routine. Despite that she'd keep trying to carry on, feeling that if she couldn't at least try to keep up she wouldn't be as useful as she could be to the rest of the team, besides the more she pushed herself the better her performance would be in the long run.

Meilin remained silent. The hint of a small smile dawned on her lips as Madoc didn't correct or state anything bad about her Yakimara. It hadn't perhaps sound that sweet or fluent but she was glad that it had been accepted. Then her eyes widen slightly when Madoc's voice moved through her mind, after pondering for a moment. The Yamanaka were renowned for this ability but it was a completely different story to experience it instead of just hearing it. Blinking twice in a rapid succession Meilin frowned slightly. How was it possible to reply back? Speaking out loud was so not an option. She doubted already if anybody thought well about her in this team so doing something to make her look like a lunatic wasn't on her to-do list.

When she tried to push the thoughts away and focus on what was going on, Madoc's voice went for a second time through her mind. Causing her to grow somewhat amazed and frustrated. She had enough in her mind that kept her fretting and pondering. Somebody to mess with it, stalk around or talk through her mind wasn't really what she considered great. Who was or what was it? What was even going on?!

Kensuke talking prevented Meilin from breaking her mask and frowning at Madoc as she turned her attention back to the Nimatsu. There was the temptation to note that if somebody didn't breathe anymore that it was quite common to consider them to be dead, after a minute or two of not breathing. Deciding to keep that for herself Meilin would start to pick up the pace. Jogging with the group she pushed herself forward with the idea that time would go faster once they were busy. Even though Meilin didn't trust Kensuke affirming with interesting. She doubted it would be the same what she considered interesting.

The exercises weren't easy but she was used to similar exercises. Though not enjoying them, Meilin didn't lag behind. She wasn't certain if it was because she remembered the punishments all too well or because of of her pride but the idea of lagging behind was anything but comforting. Trying to manage to not appear that she was used to this kind of harsh drills Meilin would lean forward at the end, placing hands on her knees and feign that she was out of breath. She considered it better to not have anybody wonder or question why she wouldn't be completely winded out by the few exercises yet. Rolling with her shoulders as straightening her back Meilin wondered what would follow.

Upon hearing the repeated introduction of Madoc, which included the part about how him being a chuunin should mean he won't be a burden on the team, Karma couldn't help but close her eyes briefly. After letting a thought about her own mistakes pass, she opened her eyes as Kensuke begun speaking, explaining how they are going to be doing warm up now and afterwards they can get to something more interesting. She felt like she wasn't exactly interested in finding out what the interesting bits were, so instead she decided to focus her mind on Madoc. Perhaps she should try and get to know him better, she thought to herself as she begun to follow Kensuke, Kyoi and Meilin.

The excercises and running took a bit of a toll on Karma. While she didn't feel like she was out of shape, she had slowed down twice during the run to let herself maintain a proper breathing pattern. She ended up lagging slightly behind the rest, but that didn't bother her much. She knew that if she really wanted to, she could push her body further, Karma just didn't see the need to do that currently as this was a mere training session. When she reached the end, she did stop and begun walking around slowly, breathing deeply to let her heart rate calm down. The excercises weren't easy, but she felt like she managed to do them in a decent pace.
He was a bit surprised that Meilin didn't respond back, yet he chalked it up to the fact that she wasn't quite sure how to talk back just yet. Something he could teach her later. Yet for now he had to do a shit ton of laps which didn't cause a smile to appear on his face at all. So the team has one member that accuses one other member of being a missin nin.... and does laps out the ass. Great start already.

He took an average pace to this having been use to running away from all the past criminal acts hes done. Having to run away from guards or run away from the area he used his abilities in so no sensors picked him up. Yet it was still quite a bit of laps, enough so that even he was winded ever so slightly when it came to the end. Making him wonder just what grand team training he had planned next. Maybe it would be sit ups. Oh god it was more exercise.

Kensuke got up from the floor and loosened his shoulders after the excercises. "Alright. First things first. Yes, it's confirmed that Kyoi will be a permanent member of Team seven, as will Madoc. Sen has retired from active shinobi service for now, if you want to know why, I think it's best you ask her yourself." He began. "Since there's as many new members in this team as there's old ones we'll do a simple excercise in teamwork." Kensuke said. He then turned towards the forested arena next to their current field, where a single caretaker leaned lazily on a broom, watching them, waiting until he was told to open the arena. "In that forest I have hidden a small silver case. It will be your task to retrieve it before..." He said, and checked his watch. "... 10AM, meaning you have an hour and then some to find it." He then turned towards the team again.
"For the purpose of this you will be split in two groups of two, and you will compete to retrieve and escort the package to me, waiting at this gate." He added, carefully observing their behaviour after the announcement, trying to figure out who'd like to team up with who despite that he'd already made his decision. He allowed a moment of pause before he spoke again.

"Kyoi and Karma will form Team A, Meilin and Madoc will be Team B. Time's running."

Kyoi patiently waited after the announcement of a teamwork building exercise that required teams of two. She had figured that he already decided what the teams were to prevent anyone picking their favoured team member due to the fact that it was a 50/50 split of new and old members. With the teams set a moment later, Kyoi looked to Karma and gave her a smile. "We'd best get started then." Was all she said as she began by walking between the trees, she'd activate her byakugan once she was in the forest for a general layout of the immediate 30 metres surrounding her, she also used this to watch and see if Karma actually decided to go along with her or go at the task on her own. The cold shoulder she'd received after greeting her was evidence enough to her that Karma wasn't quite willing to play along nicely.

A scavenger hunt. That was the interesting bit that Kensuke spoke of earlier. She felt like rolling her eyes but decided to not do so, instead listening to the further instructions. small silver case, hidden somewhere in the woods That sounded simple, though she kept thinking about she could've used the time to instead trying to find someone who could start teaching her about any clan, or get to know Madoc better.

When Kensuke announced how the teams will be divided, she couldn't help but feel like she got the shortest straw of them all. Glancing briefly at Kyoi, she did not return a smile or acknowledged what her teammate said. After the way she acted in Oakrath, willing to backstab another person without fully knowing their intentions, she didn't feel like cooperating with her at all. While Kyoi activated her Byakugan, Karma begun to focus on surpressing her chakra. She did not know any of the capabilites that the newest member had, so she wanted to ensure that he won't be able to track her down in case it was possible for him. She also didn't want to be tracked down by her own team member as she begun to walk into the forest, not saying a word to Kyoi. As soon as she passed the first set of trees, she would begin to do a light jog in order to create some distance between Kyoi and herself.

Meilin listened to what Kensuke said. She didn't care much that Kyoi or Madoc was assigned as permanent members of the team. Wouldn't exactly make much sense if they were just here for one training, she thought to herself. But once more Meilin kept her thoughts to herself. Nobody would really find them amusing, anyways. The comment on Sen would be ignored. It made Meilin wonder briefly why Sen had resigned but it was the girl's own decision.

The mentioning of teamwork made Meilin, however, wary. The task of finding a small silver case while competing against one another? Meilin already slipped her gloved hands into the pockets of her pants. By hearing who was paired with who, Meilin kept up a blank expression. The only shift was a frown appearing on her brow but yet her lips didn't part from each other.

"Madoc, how about we go for walk?" Meilin asked in Yakimara, trying her best to formulate and pronnounce the words in Yakimara as best as she could. Gesturing with her left hand, before slipping it back into the pocket of her pants, Meilin would already 'take of' in a casual walking pace.

A competition and this was suppose to be a teamwork exercise? Seemed more like you wanted to continue to split your team apart than put it back together but not like he cared. This team died he wasn't getting caught in the crossfire, his teammate would be Meilin the one showing him respect by trying to speak Yakimara. which still caused him to think about what she was saying before having to make a response. Yet a walk? Well not like he actually cared about this exercise so why not.

Yet she was pretty quick to take off so he chuckled and would follow behind her in the best casual walking pace he could do to match hers. So far he didn't see much hope for this team. Got one labeling others as missing nin, another that should be more respectful of others cultures, then the sensei who didn't seem to want to fix any broken relationships among the team.

"I thank you for your attempt at using Yakimara, but if it would be easier for you. We can speak in this common language. Also." Madoc started before his voice would ring in her head again. "To respond back, all you really have to do is think it. I'm reading your mind after all."



Group A

That cold shoulder of Karma's got even colder it seemed as they found themselves amongst trees just past the gate, the girl refusing to respond and already taking off in a jog without so much as a hint of what she thought to do. But that wasn't what irked Kyoi at all, she was relatively fine with an uncooperative ally, she was more irked by the fact she couldn't see the girl's chakra at all with her Byakugan. She wouldn't let it show though, the girl had more than enough reason after Oakrath, but reluctance to follow her team leader's instruction was kind of annoying. "I hope you realise it's a team activity, Karma." She spoke flatly before she'd scale one of the trees and begin venturing around the confines of the enclosure to get a general idea of the perimeter before heading further into it and taking a look here and there as she moved in case she spotted any telltale glints of their target.

As she kept jogging ahead, Karma quickly lost track of Kyoi. It seemed the Hyuuga had chosen to go in a different direction, which was something she prefered. After a couple more minutes of jogging, she stopped and moved to rest between a bush and a tree, still keeping her chakra surpression active. They needed to find a silver case in a forest filled with shades, which effectively meant trying to spot a reflection of light from the case was very unlikely. Kensuke had also not given them any kind of clue regarding if it is on the ground or someone on a tree. It could also potentially be inside a tree, as some had hollow parts in them. As she tried to think about the potential locations, Karma closed her eyes and listened closely to the surrounding silence.

It was awfully eerie in the area as Kyoi nimbly hopped from branch to branch and skulked through the trees, it wasn't hard to see in there but one would be hard pressed to find something as small as a silver case within the trees, grass and leaves scattered as far as the eye could see. Oftentimes Kyoi would activate her Byakugan for a decent 360 view of the surrounding area, trying to make sure she wasn't accidentally double backing upon herself anywhere and wasting time that could be used finding the case and returning to the gate. But she had ideas on how to handle that issue later on, besides if one wanted to get technical, splitting up and searching for the case separately worked in terms of teamwork.

After several minutes of sitting still and listening to the slight movements of the leaves, Karma slowly and silently stood up. She looked around briefly before beginning to head back in the direction she came from. With the need to find an obscurely described item in a place where it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, Karma figured that finding that case wasn't the real goal. And if that was how Kensuke was trying to go at it, then she wasn't going to play ball. As she walked, she kept maintaining her chakra surpressed. The last thing she wanted was for the Hyuuga or the other team to find her, although she slightly doubted Meilin would bother saying anything on her walking on the opposite direction from the depths of the forest.

A dark figure would drop from the branches in front of Karma, revealing himself to be Kensuke instead of an unkown threat. His expression was blank and betrayed little more than that he was looking at her. "You failed this test Karma. You don't have to continue on your excercise. Come along, please." He said on a harsh tone, and half-turned, waiting for her to follow him.

Remaining silent and not giving up any expressions either, Karma stared at the clone briefly. So she somehow failed so quickly, which was apparently being determined by Kensuke who was watching them with multiple clones. She was tempted to spit at the clone's face for the way it talked to her, which was clearly displeased despite the blank expression it gave her. Not bothering to look in which direction the clone wanted her to go to, Karma continued to walk in the direction of the area from which she came from. She can fail the test a million times for all she cared, if it was performed by Kensuke, then she had no interest in hearing what she did wrong, as she could already figure what it would be. Not cooperating with the teammate, not working towards the goal, letting initial judgements get the best of her. Anything that came from him would only make him appear more of a hypocrite in her eyes.

Kensuke stopped in his tracks and watched Karma go. "Are you sure that this is what you want to do?" The clone asked. When Karma further ignored him Kensuke shrugged. "Well. Your mind seems made up." He said, and continued walking towards another exit.

After several more minutes of walking in the silence of the forest, Karma reached the edge of it. Looking around for a moment, she spotted Kensuke still standing near the exit that they initially came from. She avoided looking at him at length, going to grab her backpack and putting it properly on her back, before turning to look towards the Nimatsu again. She actually had no idea if this Kensuke was also a clone or not, but at the end of it, did it really matter? Sighing, she figured that it most likely didn't as she approached him "You told us to come here once the mission is finished, you didn't specify if it had to end in success or failure." She said to him.

"I didn't. Well. You're free to go if you think that that's a good decision." He said on a neutral tone with a whiff of the shoulder to acknowledge her point. "Remember that there won't be any more chances after this one though. This is the end of the line for you." He added on a casual tone that belied the message his words carried.

She couldn't help but slightly raise an eyebrow on his remark. No more chances? The end of the line? She didn't know that she was even on the edge of the line. As far as she knew, she had commited something wrong before, was punished severely, and then, if she recalled correctly what the Jounin Commander told her, she was told to get some free days off while Kensuke and Kyoi were told something else might happen, depending on Meilin's situation. No where did she hear anything about her having a last chance, not to mention this sounded like a threat when she approached him, which seemed odd to her.

"I'm still here. No need to threaten me when I approached you instead of just completely walking away from here. I followed the instructions, even if they weren't the clearest." Karma responded in a calm tone in return.

Kensuke raised an eyebrow in momentary confusion while a smile broke through on his face. "That is not a threat. It is just a warning, so you are aware of the consequences of your choices." He said. "If you plan on staying," Kensuke said, motioning towards a few benches nearby. "Then let us sit down and have a talk."

Similarly, a figure Kyoi would easily recognise as Kensuke jumped up to the branch Kyoi was standing on. "The excercise is over. Please follow me." The jounin said with a shrug.

Kyoi had been quietly looking over the area of the woods she was in at the moment, looking for possible locations of this illusive case. Before she could continue to search Kensuke, or at least a clone of him, hopped onto the branch with her and told her the exercise was over. "Aww, really?" She began, sounding quite disappointed. "But we had barely started.... That's a bit of a let down, but if you insist. I remember what you told me, but I hoped she would give co-operation a chance." Kyoi would hop down out of the tree and head towards the exit, as per Kensuke's orders.



Group B

Walking Meilin thought about how to go at it. The other pair had a Hyuuga. Meaning that they had an advantage. Unless Madoc had some kind of ability to spot or sense anything like a silver case? Thinking about it, she wondered why she should care? This was a team building training, right? So the desired result was to bond and understand your fellow team member much better. Unless it was needed to be done through fighting but Meilin didn't see any need for that. Even with being promoted to chuunin she knew her limits hadn't changed. That took more than just a promotion. That needed time and effort.

As Madoc spoke up, Meilin turned her head towards him. Realising something she would pull down her hoodie before speaking back to the Yamanaka. This time deciding to speak in the common tongue.

"Heh, sorry if I am not that great with it. It is part of... my education. Something, nothing really that interesting," she waved verbally off, "Hope you won't mind but I am not going to do much. This is a team building training and judging by the factors and variables," she shrugged, "I don't really find myself motivated to compete with another team when we can just talk, you know?"

Then he spoke through her mind and she frowned. It remained silent for a moment before Meilin would 'think': "And how about we don't read my mind? I don't even know how you pull it off but I am not growing comfortable with somebody that I don't know messing around in my head. Can I also mess around with your mind by any chance?"

Hearing what she said through her mind he laughed a bit before giving a shrug. "Sorry force of habit. I'll stop messing around in your mind though, the others however is another story." Madoc would state as he pondered on what to talk about with this woman, moving his pendant around in between his index and thumb he would speak once more. "Yeah kind of an odd teamwork building exercise if you ask me. Seems more like you would need to improve your relationship with the Hyuuga than myself, but hey I'm no jounin maybe he knows something I don't... So." he stopped for a second as he looked at her. "I could teach you how to mess around with others minds. Its not a Yamanaka technique so its possible for you to learn it. Yet want to explain what the whole situation is? Rather not risk my life for a team thats trying to sabotage each other."
Glad that he wouldn't continue to mess with her mind, Meilin wondered if this would really be the end. It seemed like a powerful ability to just enter somebody's mind and start to 'speak' there. When he stated that it was another story with the others, Meilin couldn't resist a soft snickering for a second. As they continued to walk at a casual pace into the woods, the Cho would just shove her hands back into her pockets.

"It is really odd. Nimatsu doesn't mean it in a bad way and probably tries to get a view of what we are capable. But I am not going to fight people who wanted me listed as a missing-nin. I don't think I will be able to best them but if I will see the chance, I might not hold back at breaking a few ribs or a spine..."
Her voice trailed off as if it was almost a promise.

"And I would like that. Seems really nifty. I won't ask, though, where you learn such an ability. Anyways, for the whole situation?"
Meilin would shrug before she continued.

"Nimatsu is... not somebody who I get along with. I respect him but during the last mission, some statements and behaviour didn't sit well with me. I expect from anybody to respect another clan and culture. To then wave a people off as... well, off, for not being able to understand their ways while they try to pay their respect to you? Yeah, not really making me excited. Then there is Karma," Meilin's nose wrinkled, "She tries to be my friend. But I am not sure if I am willing to trust her yet. I am not going to just trust any of them after learning that they were close to list me off as a missing-nin, cause they don't know the word 'wait for me'," Meilin explained as her voice betrayed that she was quite irritated by that fact.

"That Hyuuga? Don't know her but don't care or trust her. And that is it. They will tell you something else probably. That I ran off twice by now and did things my way. Which, surprisingly, proved much more effective than anything they tried. Both in Keishi and in the clan lands of the Sarutobi."

Listening to her he couldn't help but smile as he placed his hand behind his head. "Break all the ribs you want. perferably not mine. Besides if were being real with each other. I can just use my sensory and see where those two are at any point. Unless they both know how to camoflauge their chakra that is anyway. That and with what I can do. This doesn't really seem like something I want to invest any energy into if it won't be worth my time." Madoc would tell the Cho before going on to listen to the situation from her words. Not before adding his words in about the mind reading. "Ahh smart girl. Wouldn't have found out where either. Will say this though, its useful against fellow mind readers."

So from what she said, the sensei was rather ignorant of other cultures and clans? Well sounded like he would be fun to deal with in the future. Then the little brat that found his name odd, was trying to befriend Meilin which was admirable. Yet in the current situation wouldn't work out very well, with what she was accused of. She was even honest that their story would be different and how so. Yet apparently her running off got the desired results. "Well sounds like you have the right idea. In the end it isn't about bonds, nor about what you were told to do. The end result is whats most important. If you have to lie, cheat and steal to get that result. Then you screw over the world to get that result."

Could he use sensory ninjutsu? Meilin instantly thought of the risks and problems that could come when there would be another mission or time she wanted to bring success instead of just following team 7 around. She had found it easy to escape from the likes of Kensuke and Kyoi's dojutsu. But a sensor was the next step, she figured.

"I guess I should invest time and effort to learn how to repel mind readers. Never crossed me before how dreadful it could be to have somebody just snoop around in my mind. No offence, even though it sounds and seems great and nifty, it isn't when you're on the other side. So, if you wish to teach me, then I am willing to spend some time. Not sure what I could teach you back in return. My skills are..."
Meilin paused for a moment as she cupped her chin with her left hand.

"Unorthodox, I guess? Something like that."
His last comment did cause her to frown slightly.

"Don't say that too loud in this team. Before you know it then we will have a missing-nin and witchhunt going. And I am sure being hunted down as missing-nin sucks, but doubt that a witch will more pleasant."

"Well thats the time with the technique, its meant to invade your privacy without you knowing about it. As such not a lot of ways to counter it. So far I can already tell trying to take your mind from you will prove difficult. So you can rejoice in that much." Madoc stated hinting that her will could prove in making any of his Yamanaka techniques more difficult to pull off for an extended period of time. Yet when she said she wasn't sure what to teach him in return, as she stated her skills were unorthodox, he didn't really seem curious or put off by the thought. although her comment about a hunt for a missing-nin and witchhunt did cause a smirk.
"I doubt we will want that going on. As for your unorthodox methods well..... I got them as well. Yet I must say since you mentioned witch hunt. Do you believe in those rumors to be true? The rumors of Mind Seekers? I'll trust your word without snooping."

Listening to Madoc, Meilin wondered if that was all to blockade and prevent people from reading her mind. There had to be more, right? She decided that it would be perhaps interesting indulge into that once Madoc would teach her the basics. The idea to be able to invade and learn what the other person's mind was occupied with, was quite fascinating. And probably made things much easier.

When Madoc mentioned that he had some unorthodox methods, Meilin just tilted her head slightly. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of methods he had that seem to differ from the usual. Then again, he was able to infiltrate minds, which was far from usual. The question on if she believed the rumours about Mind-seekers made Meilin briefly look up as she thought about how to phrase her answer.

"I am not certain. I suppose they could have some truth but I don't that awful lot about your clan and culture. I know some bit of Yakimara to save myself in a not too complicated talk. But about the rumours, I have heard?"
Shrugging lightly, Meilin would remain silent for a second.

"I suppose that I am a bit wary from what I have heard about Mind-seekers. Though leaving a part of your soul in that of somebody else doesn't really align what I was raised up with. In my culture," she frowned slightly, "It would be a bit hard to leave your soul behind in that of another. I doubt that the gods and ancestors can welcome half a soul or something like that."

Well her being honest was a refreshing change of pace, here Madoc was ready to snoop her mind if she said she didn't believe any of them. That was the typical line most said when the one they were cautious about, would then ask them about. The words say one thing but your mind speak the truth. Yet she was upfront which was rather nice to him. Maybe he could teach her the basics of Mind reading afterall, possibly also help that broken Yakimara of hers. It was nice but also a bit hard to fix.
"Yeah speaking of Yakimara real fast, I can also help you there. No offense as its a nice gesture from you and all, yet you could do with some.... improvement."

Her comment on leaving part of his soul in others was the go to fear from most people. "Hahaha that ones a classic. Helps get you out of conversations you don't want to be part of. I can say that from what I know, that it is just a rumor. Who knows for sure though? Maybe I already implanted part of my soul in somebody. Maybe a Hon. Maybe a Tokugawa? Maybe Im working my way into planting my soul into someone on this team.... Okay I'm not that desperate."

When he brought up first about Yakimara, Meilin could already guess that it was about that she could use some more help. Which she didn't really like. The idea was nice and helpful but it also made it clear that she wasn't great in speaking and phrasing sentences in the other language. Deciding that the gesture was nicer and more plausible than her wary thoughts Meilin would just flash a smile and nod.
"I wouldn't say no to some more help. I have to say that Yakimara sounds so... cheerful. Friendly. I have to ask, do you prefer to talk in Yakimara or in another language?"

Just a rumour? An awful lot of rumours tend to have the nasty trait that they held some truth to them. But it was a bit of a relieve to hear that it was a rumour from Madoc.

"Guess that it must be one lucky girl or boy, huh?" Meilin said, with a growing smirk on her lips, "I suppose that you have to insert your 'soul' into a victim one way or another. Though I rather keep my body and soul for myself. I have no clue in what you believe but it would be quite confusing for you to be like," she thought about a fitting term, "Having your soul melted to mine when I would travel to the afterlife. Then again," the eyes of Meilin half closed as she nudged Madoc.

"Perhaps Kyoi or Karma wouldn't mind having some 'soul wrestling' going on, eh? Hehehe," nudging him again Meilin would snort back a laughter about her own 'joke'.

Thinking upon her question he had to amdit even he wasn't so sure. His parents taught him the basics of Yakimara but in the end it was down to him and his own studies to further it. In fact Cai taught him the language he was speaking with Meilin right now. Must have been difficult as hell getting past the unknown language for her. Thinking about her caused him to frown slightly before shaking his head.

" Yakimara was my first language but in a way this one has a special meaning to me as well. So I honestly have no favorites, yet if we go off how they sound then Yakimara by a landslide."
She was making jokes now so that was a plus. "Hey now souls dont judge. I think I would make a pretty girl if I say so myself." yet as she continued speaking it began to sound more... risque. Although she said she rather keep her body and soul as it would be confusing to go to the afterlife. She was probably hiting at this Akumu's Hall. "It would also most likely be frowned upon. Im sure they have ways of kicking out unwanted guests."
Then she said something that caused him to frown at her. "Didn't I just say I wasn't that desperate? Besides one looks like they are eleven, and your favorite seems like the stick up their ass type."

"Interesting," Meilin mumbled as she thought about it. She preferred speaking and hearing Chonobi above everything else. But that was more because it reminded her of another time in her life. Who didn't say that it was somewhat similar to Madoc and others?
"I do have to agree. Though I have a way to go to make myself sound better in Yakimara, I wager."

Then she couldn't hold back any laughter when he mentioned himself being able to be a pretty girl. Her outburst could potentially alert the others where they were but who cared? She wasn't planning to involve herself in any form of combat, over what again? A small silver case.

"You mean my favourite? I do suppose that the reference of the stick can be applied to both. Then again I rather not indulge myself in how Hyuuga's," Meilin's nose wrinkled, "Chose their partners. And about the other? No clue either. She stated to me she wants to learn and understand other cultures. Perhaps you could do some good for the Yakimara, hehe?"

Well he found her go to humor, if it was insulting her allies then she seemed way more energetic about speaking. Although he could do without wondering how the Hyuugas found their incest partner. Wait the little one wanted to learn and understand other cultures better? Well then she better keep learning. "Are you sure? Maybe you should take one for the team and have some girl talk with the Hyuuga. Figure it out. As for the other one. Lesson one would be not finding others names unusual. My name is rather common in Yamanaka lands. In fact I've known four Madoc's"

Continue walking Meilin thought of something. She could start a fire. Make it expand and basically start to smoke and cough out anybody foolish enough to keep standing in there. Unless somebody was capable of water release. Then again, against a big forest fire, there would be a big need of water. And moulding lot of chakra into 'water' had to be exhausting. Where just starting to lighten some fires was quite easy. It would take some patience to see the fire grow and then some more to wait for others to flock out of the area.
Yet, she wouldn't do such a thing. Not today.

"I doubt that I will be able to have a talk with somebody willing to plunge a dagger in my back without feeling the need to stab them in the face. I doubt that the Hyuuga dojutsu can catch a drawn knife when it is skull deep and tickle the brain," Meilin said in a rather calm tone, "As for Karma? Don't mind it too much. I seriously doubt any of them will respect or invest time and effort to learn much about another clan or culture. Perhaps the smell of ass keeps their heads there."

Warned by the sound of something landing behind them Meilin and Madoc would find Kensuke standing behind them with an expression that betrayed nothing. "You failed this test." Kensuke said and then turned to Madoc directly. "Please follow me, Madoc. Meilin, please wait here until I am back." He said and waited for them to react.

Turning half around, Meilin was already half expecting Kensuke. She would have a calm expression present on her face but had expected him to scold her for her language and what she had told Madoc the newling her thoughts of the team. The mere words of failing the test caused Meilin to place her hands on her hips and awaiting what would happen. Probably she should feel guilt or bad in some manner but she wouldn't. If anything she had managed to create a start of a bond with Madoc, so she considered that it was just the fact that they hadn't been looking for the silver case.

"Okay," Meilin said slowly as a frown formed on her brow. Throwing a sideways glance, Meilin nodded towards the Yamanaka and would utter just one word.
"Communicate."

Having said the word Meilin wondered if it would be possible to keep that thought communication with Madoc ongoing. Walking to a nearby tree Meilin would just cross her arms and lean against the vegetation. She was slightly curious and wondering for a moment what she would get to hear. Probably nothing all too good but she would mentally shrug it off and consider what she would do after this 'team training'.
Just as he was about to respond back to Meilin, Kensuke would appear behind them and instantly tell both of them that they had failed the test. Well no shit, were they even trying to pass it? Yet what now put a frown on his face was him singaling him out and telling Meilin to stay. Was there something he did differently than Meilin? With what he knew so far, they both were just chatting away not bothering with the test. As Meilin accepted he raised an eyebrow at her as he heard the next word she said. Making sure to look confused a message would enter her head. "Your words not mine." He then looked at Kensuke and pointed forth with his hand, as if to tell him to go ahead and lead the way.

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A collab between Nim and Roran Hawkins
Konohagakure Training Facility

Kensuke and Karma talk about Karma's future in Team 7.
Kensuke sat down on the bench nearby and waited to see if Karma would join him or would leave either way. He was not sure what she would do, but he knew the outcomes of both. One resulted in him having to write a very annoying letter to the Jounin Commander, and the other would make his life a lot more complicated than it already was. But not worse. Either way, it was Karma's choice now.

After hearing briefly that it was a warning and not a threat, and then his suggestion, Karma felt a lot more tempted to just walk away. But thinking about that threat, or warning, made her hesitate slightly. While she didn't think she could be demoted any further, her entire status as a shinobi could be taken away, which would in turn mean that she failed as a shinobi and wouldn't be capable of both supporting the country and serving the country like her father. Looking towards Kensuke, she walked a bit slowly and then sat down besides him. She turned to look at Kensuke, waiting to hear what he had to say.

So she stayed. Interesting. "Alright. For starters, I'd like you to tell me why you think you failed this test." He said.

"I did not work together with my team member nor did I attempt to locate the target object." Her response was brief and to the point.

"Right and wrong." He said. "What was the point of this excercise according to you?" He continued to ask.

Briefly starting to wonder if this will be just questions from Kensuke, Karma responded "The point of the excercise was to improve the teamwork between the team members of each duo you assigned, work together to learn how effiecent it can be to properly understand how to relay on each other."

Kensuke nodded again. "Yes, that's in the right direction. The goal of the excercise was to improve teamwork." He replied. "But doesn't it strike you as odd that I do such an excercise when the team has refused to work together in a mission in the past, where the stakes were so much higher than during this excercise?"

I honestly thought it was much weirder you do an excercise that is meant to improve the teamwork by splitting us into two smaller teams. She thought to herself before responding to Kensuke's question with a shrug of her shoulders "You could have a lot more reasons behind why you chose to do this kind of excersice. Who am I to say anything about what kind of excercises you choose for the team, even if we think about whatever happened before?"

"Exactly for this reason." He replied. "Because you simply don't seem to care. Maybe you do, maybe you don't, but the way you are behaving right now tells me that you'd rather be anywhere but here, doing anything but this, with anyone but me." He added. "Can you tell me why you're acting like this? Would you rather be in another team?"

Why she was acting like this? She could probably just slap him with the answer and he wouldn't understand. Then again, from the previous mission it seemed like he didn't want to understand either "Why am I acting like this? Because you and that Hyuuga didn't give me any reason to behave any other way. I am not saying I've been much better, but instead of slandering the name of one of our team members in front of a high ranking member of a clan in their clan lands, I tried to merely ask for them to look after her. You talked about how she left us behind, the Hyuuga tried marking her as a missing-nin, and now Meilin can barely look me in the eye, because both of you screwed things up and I have no way of proving to her that I wasn't with you. You guys ruined any chance you had in gaining any respect or trust from her, and took me down with you. So tell me, Kensuke," She paused briefly, though for the entire answer her tone did not change.
"If half of a team can cause such a huge break in trust with such ease, why should I want to be in the same team as you, or that Hyuuga? Because trust or respect sure aren't on the table." She finished speaking in the same blank tone.

He let her adloescent anger flow over him like a wave. He was finally getting somewhere. "So all you are worried about in all this is what Meilin thinks of you?" He asked. "Remember, she had no qualms leaving us behind, including yourself."

"Even if I do care what Meilin thinks of me, that isn't my point. She was the one in charge, with your agreement. She told us to go wait in the market while she went to talk to the superiors, something that we did not know how long it could take. But instead of following the instructions of the then leader, you went to the highest ranking person you can find and ratted her out. If you did it to her without thinking twice, who said I can't expect you to go behind my back to tell the Jounin Commander about every little action I do wrong? Or maybe you can go do it to Madoc, and break his trust in us before he even gets a chance to gain it. My point wasn't about Meilin. It was about the trust. And you can be certain, after what you and that Hyuuga did, I don't think I can ever trust either of you." She responded, her tone starting to turn a bit colder at this point.

"How can you expect me to trust Meilin if she did not trust us? The clone I made remained there, hidden, waiting, for the rest of the day. Yet Meilin never showed up. She told us to wait and then left her team all alone. I don't understand why you are defending her so vehemently when both parties are at fault. This world isn't black and white Karma. There are no absolutes of who is right and who is wrong. Kyoi jumped to a conclusion which was not entirely unreasonable given the circumstances and her knowledge of the situation. I also did not go to Lady Ragnhild specifically to rat Meilin out, I went there to figure out where she went to continue the mission. Unlike what you seem to believe I do care about Meilin. Do you think it doesn't bother me that her family was abducted right under our noses?" He replied, his voice still calm. "I am not necessarily a good person, but I am not a monster, Karma."

"Even if thats what you say now, the words you spoke back then showed otherwise. You only talked about how Meilin left us behind, not about how you care about what happens to her. And jumping to conclusions when you don't have all the facts is never the right answer, something any shinobi should be aware of, especially a specilized jounin, so making such a claim without all the facts has no excuse. You know what I told Lady Ragnhild after you were kicked? I told her exactly what you just said. That I cared about my teammate. She then let me travel all the way to where the troops left from to the battlefield. I even got to meet Captain Authun Blackroot again. If you cared about your teammate, then you wouldn't have approached this in the way you did. You would've put some faith in her and waited. And I am not saying the way she did it and the fact she managed to return justifies her actions. She is in the wrong just as you and that Hyuuga are. Everyone failed in this mission in one way or another. And I am not saying you are a monster. I'm saying something much simpler than that. There is a clear lack of trust in this team. I don't know why she doesn't trust you, I know she doesn't trust me, after the way you and the Hyuuga talked back there I don't trust either of you, and if I'm being honest, it doesn't sound like you trust Meilin much either." Karma finished speaking, the coldness in her tone going away and instead the black tone returned.

She turned to look down at the ground "A team like this, that has trust issues from almost every direction, has a very small chance of working. And honestly, I don't see myself trusting you or the Hyuuga." She stopped speaking and let out a small sigh. Even if it wasn't the thing that bothered her the most recently, it did feel somewhat good to let it be spoken out loud. She honestly didn't care what Kensuke thought, all she wanted at this point was for the conversation to be over. It felt like it just reached the peak and it is only going to go downhill from there.

"That's a pretty good argument." He said and allowed a silence to fall. Most of what she stated was not new to him, and in fact it surprised him that his guesses to Karma's issues with him had been so close to the truth. "But isn't your lack of trust an example of what you just said? You assumed I didn't care about Meilin because I did something different from what you would have done, thought I didn't trust her at all and didn't know that Meilin never meant to come back. So you decided that it's best not to trust me either, even though you didn't know all the facts." He shook his head and sighed. "Let's keep it at this. The Jounin Commander did not switch the members of our team away, so he expects us to work it out. I for one believe that it is possible, but it will require an effort from everyone involved. I want you to give it a shot, even if you don't believe in it. But the way you are currently acting is unworthy of a shinobi. If the Jounin Commander and all of Akino trust us to fight for them, then we must at least be able to trust eachother to do what is right. If it ends up failing anyways, then I'll arrange for you to change teams. But refusing to function in a team will not get you anywhere."

He was a bit of a hypocrite as she imagined he would be after all. Flinging her own statement back at her, while ignoring how he did not have all the facts either when he decided to approach Lady Ragnhild. But it seemed like, exactly like she said, everyone in that mission failed. She already acknowledged it, but it seemed like he felt it was needed to rub it in slightly further. As he moved on to speak about they will end it at that and then procceeded to make a brief speech on how they needed to make an effort, how the Jounin Commander and Akino trusted them to do what was right. She knew he had a point there, that every shinobi in the realm is being trusted to do the best work they can for the realm with their team, but she couldn't help but let a single thought into her mind If the Jounin Commander and Akino trusted you, then they probably wouldn't have locked you up.

After taking another moment, Karma stood up "I'll try to work things out, but only because Akino is the priority." She said, giving him a brief glance before turning to look at the exit "Have we concluded our talk? Or does the training session have anything else to offer?" She asked, returning to the straight forward way of talking.

"That's all I needed to hear."
He said, and leaned back. "You're dismissed, the training is over."
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A collab between Oetje and Roran Hawkins
Konohagakure Training Facility


Kensuke Nimatsu and Meilin Cho have a talk after the team training. Some sensetive subjects are brought up but no furniture have been damaged in the production of this collaberative post!

Tapping with her right foot at the ground Meilin was still standing in the same spot. She had something 'in' her mind that kept boredom away. But there wasn't much else that she had to do at the moment. Starting anything could just be interrupted by Kensuke's return. And who knew? Perhaps this was just him testing out her patience.
Lowering her head and closing her eyes, she would just release a soft sigh and listen to her surrounding.
This place was so tranquil and yet odd. There was no sound or indication of life around her. No insects buzzing or birds chirping or moving around.
Opening her eyes Meilin wondered what kind of training Jin had planned. She would have some hours free to herself but what could she do in such a timespan? The first idea that came to mind was to head to Azumi and tinker a bit in Koike's workshop. Perhaps try to experiment with another formula and bomb recipe? That almost caused her to smile.

Soft footsteps announced his presence right before Meilin would see Kensuke returning from where he and Madoc had left earlier. "Take a walk with me, Meilin." He said with a bit of a smile in as he departed in the opposite direction he'd come from.

Hearing footsteps Meilin would slightly turn her head to cast a sideways look into the direction. Pushing herself from the tree Meilin would let her arms hang at her sides. Standing with a calm posture and expression, she would remain silent.
When he asked her to take a walk with him there was the brief thought of stating she was fine with standing still. Turning, she would start to walk next to the Nimatsu.

Without a further word he led her through the forest arena's edge where they found another exit towards the outside world. Kensuke reached for a key and opened the gates, leading them outside. As the gates softly slammed shut behind them they made their way through a short hallway before Kensuke sat down at a bench with a table, inviting Meilin to do the same with a nod of the head. "So, why do you think you have failed this test, Meilin."

Continue to walk, Meilin hadn't expected them to exit the arena. Throwing a look over her shoulders she considered something. A thought passed her mind as she would release a soft sigh. Slipping her hands into the pockets of her pants she would follow Kensuke. Sitting at the table, across of Kensuke, the question didn't take too much time to be answered.
"Not going after the objective. Possibly because I might or might not have said some," a small moment passed, "Hurtful things or my blunt opinion. You tell me, Nimatsu." Meilin calmly replied back. Though her phrasing would, most likely, leave the desire to be more polite, there wasn't any present or undertone hinting towards irritation or negative emotions.

"Come on Meilin, you've said far worse things about me and the team in the past. That's not even close. And the objective? That silver case is one I found in a dumpster. But you're also right. You didn't pursue the objective in this teamwork excercise. You left the rest of the team to do it by themselves." Kensuke explained. "But let's ask ourselves a far more interesting question. What did I hope to effect with this training, you think?"

"Thought, yes. Voiced? Not really." Was Meilin's initial reply. She would remain silent regarding that she had let the team work on their own. She doubted that it was clear that she wasn't fond of the idea to work with Karma and Kyoi if it could be avoided.
"If I have to state my thought, I guess you attempted to make us realise that we have to work together as a team. Though you said that at the start. I did find it weird that you would make us compete with each other but I doubt that was really the intention. Perhaps cooperating with them to find the case or something."

He nodded, obviously in full agreement. "There, that's very close to what I wanted to achieve with this excercise had this been just any other team. But this is not just any team. This is Team 7. We seem to have a problem sticking together. I wanted to see if you'd even come to this training. If any of you would even try to complete the excercise." Kensuke replied. He inhaled as if he was going to say something, and then paused, sat back and exhaled slowly. "And yes, you have said far more hurtful things. I'll be honest with you Meilin, because that's the point of this. Your words during that mission hurt me more than I'd like to admit to myself. But there's more things I wouldn't like to admit to myself, so to hell with that. Making mistakes however, is not one of those things. As you'll have noticed you have not been placed in another team despite the results of our last mission, meaning that the Jounin Commander still expects us to work together in the future." Kensuke said and then rubbed his forehead before he spoke again. "I don't need you to like me all of a sudden, but we'll need to be able to learn to function together, in a team. That's what we're doing here. We're building trust."

"Tell me something about why and how you became a shinobi."

Meilin remained silent. She had her own amused opinion on the team's problem to stick together but she wouldn't voice it. Continue to listen to Kensuke, Meilin would slightly tilt her head to the right.
Out of all the things she had expected, she hadn't expected him to acknowledge that her words had hurt him before. Almost instantly Meilin felt the need to be very cautious. The fact she wasn't sure where it was going made her feel tense. Until Kensuke brought up that she hadn't switched teams yet and mentioned the Jounin commander. So this was going to be a warning then? Or just a scolding that would start out subtle? She could endure that.

"I don't like you, is to put it rather, mildly. I agree with that," Meilin said with a neutral tone. It even left her lips before she could consider them. But she would continue. "Trust? Respect? I guess that I trust and respect a lot more people than I do you. But regardless of my opinion," she shrugged, "It would be a big lie if I stated I wouldn't somewhat trust and respect you. It would also be a cold, after you managed to save me from bleeding worse in the catacombs in the Blackroot Vale, I guess."

The question on how she had become a shinobi made the calm expression crack. Though her facial expression became harder, the light brown eyes would portray grief for a split second.
"I did not choose it. Just a stupid accident at home. Then I got sent to the Academy. Should be probably in my profile. Nothing too exciting but not really my choice either, I guess. Why do you want to know that? And what relevance does it have to what we are going to discuss?" Meilin asked back, trying to still hold a calm composure to mask away the tension she was experiencing.

"Because I'm trying to understand you Meilin. So I can trust you." He replied on a calm tone. The fact that he sounded so calm surprised himself, given how anger, relief and gladness all fought for his attention below the surface. He already knew most of this story, yet he was convinced that hearing Meilin tell it herself would give him a better insight into how she ended up doing what she did. "What accident?"

To trust her? She kept the mask and facade of being calm up. She remained silent as she subtly eyed Kensuke and considered the situation.
"I accidentally released some fire chakra and resulted in spooking my parents. It was nothing but a burst of irritation that sparked it, I believe."
She said? lightly shrugged before continuing.
"I don't know what or how it came to be that I released some fire chakra. I had no prior training or interest in becoming a kunoichi or being able at ninjutsu. I had other ambitions at the age and time. However, due to the concern of future 'accidents, I was sent to Konohagakure. To learn and harness what had potentially caused the accident. I then stayed at a place, a contact of my mother, while attending to the Academy. Ever since then I never had experienced any 'accidents'."
Remaining silent she didn't feel that much better after telling him the short story from her perspective. It yet also seemed to make sense why he was pulling her aside. Then again, she knew that the others weren't pulled in together from the information send by Madoc.
"And what is the next question? I can already spoil that I am not a big fan of fish or spicy food."

Obviously it bugged her, and he felt guilty for reminding her of her family and better times. He knew all too well how that felt, but he also knew that sometimes it was necessary to dig through cartloads of shit to find a solution. Her stingy sarcasm lost its bite, and he couldn't tell if it was because he'd grown used to it or because he could relate to her, in a strange way. Meilin hating him had a lot in common with Kensuke when he was younger. When he hated himself. Maybe she hated herself too.

"So if you never really wanted to become a shinobi, why are you still one now? Why didn't you leave the corps as soon as your academy training was complete and your dangerous abilities under control?"

"Cause if I never learned some chakra control then I might have hurt more people. Or never been allowed to return home. Or potentially become what I wanted before with understanding some ninjutsu. Though right now," she shrugged, once more, "Guess it is handy to stay as one. Bigger chance to get both some vengeance on those bastards going on as retrieving the last few members of my family. I highly doubt they would allow me to chase after the zealots if I was a weaver or something like that."
Another small pause followed.
"That and as you might or might not have noticed or learned, my family isn't that particular rich. It probably cost quite a lot to get me from Keishi to Konohagakure, arrange a place for me to stay and then to train and be educated at the Academy. Though," her tone slightly shifted to a more defensive phrasing and fashion, "I did my own work to finance myself from time to time."

He nodded in response. He had a pretty good idea about what she meant by 'her own work', but he didn't feel the need to pry further. He'd had a pretty sheltered upbringing, and he'd never needed to do anything of the sort. But he would have, had it been necessary. It beated hunger. "If noone did before, I'll tell you now because someone's ought to at some point; vengeance is not the best motivation. You always end up feeling empty and useless afterwards." He said and rubbed his nose, dispelling a particular image. "But saving your family? That is the best motivation there is. Let that be what keeps you going, not vengeance. Would it surprise me if I said that I want to help you with that? And by the Gods, I will, if you'd allow me to."

"Vengeance is not the best motivation."
She just repeated what he had told her. It wasn't repeated in any mocking or angry fashion. She stared at him, letting the words almost echo through the air before slowly leaning forward. Placing her hands on the table instead of keeping her arms crossed out front of her chest, Meilin's eyes slightly narrowed.
"Let me clear this out so that you might understand me a bit better," she said as the volume and tone of her voice was a bit softer, "Unless you're going through the same as me, don't speak or bring up how I will feel. Cause for every life I have taken of the bastards involved in harming my family, I have known no bigger joy or pleasure to take their lives. I hope from the depths of my heart that each of those miserable bastards will vanish into the Black Pits. Cause if I come across them in this or the afterlife, I am going to keep killing them. I will continue first and foremost for my family but for what has been done to my mother and my little sister," her voice trailed off as she had made the decision to not continue what she wanted to say.

Allowing her words to sink in as she kept her eyes locked on Kensuke's, Meilin would straighten her back and once more take up a calm posture and tone.
"And I know you want to help but I will be playing open cards with you. I still hold it against you that you didn't allow me to check on them when we were in Keishi. I don't blame fate or something like that. Sadly, in what I believe there isn't something as destiny or a settled fate for everybody. I know it might not be completely fair but seeing I don't know how things could have been and how much harm could have been prevented, just know that I hold you responsible for a certain degree."
She would take second to pause and formulate how she would continue.
"And if you desire to help me, I want to know how and why. I already heard Karma apologise, for some reason, but I trust and respect her less than you."

"Because I, of all people, have a pretty good idea of what you are going through right now." He said with a dead tone. "Because I made up my mind to stay a shinobi despite the pain, the loss, the bloodshed, the mindless killing and all the other shit that comes along with the job. Because in the end I might save one person from going through the shit that I had to deal with and gets a happy life." He continued, the dead tone becoming sad instead. But he shook it off, and his eyes, which had been growing watery suddenly stabilised. "But my sad life isn't at question here. I want to help you because you remind me of myself, and because I don't want people to become like me."

Remaining silent, Meilin doubted it. She was expecting some story now that he had undergone horrors and terrors as well. Losing a friend, family and comrade in missions or events. She hadn't forgotten about the raid on his clan when Katsuro Hon had been the leader of the Hon clan. But she didn't want to consider that they could relate. It was some selfish and petty belief. Something she was aware off but didn't do anything to question it. Besides, his family was dead. It was confirmed. Not something easy to fall asleep but she had to live and try to sleep at night with the prospect of that some of her relatives were still alive and in misery. But she would keep that for herself and hoped that it wouldn't reach Madoc. Such thoughts and emotions were for herself and nobody else to be burden with.
Slowly her eyebrows went up on her brow by hearing his comment on hoping to prevent somebody from going through the same.

"That is a noble goal to strive and fight for. Better than what I have so far heard from Karma or anybody else on this team. "
She would grow silence once more, for a mere second.
"Don't take this wrong but I remind you of yourself? I can think of a dozen reasons right now on spot on how we differ."

He didn't bat an eye, although his calm and serious demeanour was by now long gone. He didn't care if his goal was noble. It was the only thing that kept him going. He didn't care about Karma's motivations and goals, not right now, not in this instance. But they were so similar in so many ways yet so different in a countless others that it seemed a cruel twist of fate that they'd ended up in a team together. "Because you are destroying yourself to save your family like I have destroyed myself in the past time over time."

"Destroying myself?" Meilin slowly repeated, phrasing it with clear doubt. "I got to admit, that is a new one. I can't understand of what I am destroying of myself, so feel free to educate me on that."
It wasn't said with any sarcasm or irritation. Frowning slightly Meilin would continue on.
"Besides, let's just cut to the chase. I am not going to agree with you. Various differences in our experiences, beliefs and I suspect even cultural differences won't allow that. I admit that my striving and goal is to bring back my family. I even am willing to admit that I would happily and without a second thought do all what I did before again if it would help me achieve that goal. The thing what is bothering is me is that you're stating you want to help and trust me. Understand me, correct? Then this might not sound too strange nor do I hope offensive but those words sound rather hollow."
Letting her words ring for a second Meilin would add a bit more to her comment.
"I am already aware of that the team tried to make me become listed as a missing-nin. I don't care if you voiced it or who ever did it. I did not hear that you were against either. So if I do remind you of yourself and your words of before, regarding trust and wanting to help are genuine," Meilin's eyes once more slightly narrowed as a sliver of anger rang through her voice, "Care to explain on how I can put faith and trust in somebody who didn't stop the progress of almost letting others hunt me down like a deer?"

"Because despite everything you've said to me and done to me and I've said to you and done to you, I still care." He said, his tone betraying a hint of frustration, as if admitting he did was a personal weakness. He physically wanted her to understand, yet at the same time he felt an intoxicating urge to just walk away, but he couldn't. He wouldn't be able to face the dead he saw in his nightmares if he didn't try until the very end.

Gazing at Kensuke there wasn't a reply returned right away. Only a frown briefly appearing on the Cho's features. Her head slightly tilted once more as she tried to grasp what he just had given as an answer.
"Cause you care?" Meilin repeated in a questioning manner. She seemed to ponder on it for a second before speaking up again.
"So, what is next?" She would ask, not wanting to delve further. The mere thought of questioning and going deeper on that made her already fear that this talk would bring up emotions. And she wasn't sure what kind of pain, anger or confusion would be pulled up or from who, but this wasn't the time nor place in her opinion.

That seemed to have surprised her. Good, he thought, and tried shedding his growing frustration. He allowed a moment's pause while he recollected himself in turn. "Next you go home and think about this. Then you prepare for this mission have been chosen to do. Maybe we'll speak eachother again before then, maybe we won't. And when you return you decide if you're giving this team another shot." He said and looked her right in the eyes. "That's it. All there is to it."

Once more Meilin remained silent. Her eyes didn't lose the lock on Kensuke. Then as she placed her gloved hands on the table before rising up the Cho just nodded. It was almost an unnoticeable gesture.
Furthering without saying anything as reply Meilin would half turn around, her hands slipping back into the pockets as she seemed ready to walk away.
"I guess I'll inform you later then of my choice, Nimatsu," A split second Meilin considered something as she would turn away and start walking, "-San."

He nodded back and looked at her when she stood. The entire talk had been a disaster, and he was already thinking of the things he should have said instead - until she added the traditional honorative as she walked away. It confused him and relieved him all at the same time. "Don't get yourself killed on that mission, Meilin-kun." The clone remained seated there, cursing himself and feeling deflated until Meilin's footsteps echoed away and quite a while after that. And then it disappeared.
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Meilin Cho,
Chuunin of Team 7/Nimatsu.
Empire of Akino | Konohagakure | Azumi, the Headquarters of the Guardians.



After the training with Team 7, Meilin had decided to tinker some more cherry bombs in the workshop of Koike at Azumi. While she wanted to try out a recipe she hadn't done before she was a bit bothered by the talk with Kensuke. Thinking about what had been said between them had given her something to think about it. Then again, she already made the decision that she would first see how things would be going before making a final verdict. Even though the talk had gone okay she still wasn't of the opinion that the Nimatsu was a sensei or mentor figure. Just her team leader and that was that.
Once she was done at the workshop Meilin would take her leave for her own room. For a few hours, she would indulge into the ancient looking book. The content was rather interesting as she learned more about the Catacombs but as she would head into what seemed to be a new chapter, it wasn't about the catacombs. It was about the 'ancient land' and more terms that threw Meilin off. She wasn't sure what it was referring to, at first, but after some thought, she had to conclude that it was the old and first kingdom of the Sarutobi.

The sky would slowly darken and Meilin considered that as her cue to get going again. Hiding the book she would leave her room and head towards Jin's home. The walk towards the Cho compound and Jin's home wasn't in any sense or way unpleasant but Meilin wondered if it would start to freeze. The temperature had already reached the point that the breezes were getting anything but enjoyable.
Arriving at Jin's home, the first what happened was something similar to a stampede. Hitomo and Atsumichi came running and lunging to get Meilin into a tight hug. While somewhat surprised the warm welcome cast a smile on Meilin's lip. A smile of short duration as she learned from one of Jin's servants that Wakumi had already gone to bed, not feeling hungry.
After joining dinner and hearing from Hitomi and Atsumichi what they had been up to and what they would do tomorrow, Jin would take Meilin apart.

"This training won't be all that difficult, in theory," the old man explained as they were heading to the backyard, "You need to sit down in a meditation sit and start to mould your chakra. The tricky part is that you need to just focus on that, moulding your chakra in your body."
Meilin shot Jin a frown. That indeed seemed easy. Yet she didn't believe that Jin did any training that was easy or supposed to be simple.
"And that is it?"

"No. If you lose focus then your chakra will go rampant and you will be in quite some pain. If it will be prolonged then your chakra will start to damage your own body, possibly rendering your capability of using ninjutsu no longer an option."
Meilin's eyes widen slightly. The training seemed easy indeed but the idea that it could have such consequences did make her tense. Was it worth to invest effort and time into a training that could potentially end her current career?
"And what will this training do to benefit my skills?" Meilin asked as she and Jin would halt in the backyard.

"Your chakra control. Unless you're going to tell me that it is great already. Then we can skip to the next training I am preparing."
Her lips parted slightly, the words at the ready to inform Jin that she never had any problem with chakra control. Yet she remembered that she didn't score that high in the tests and classes regarding that particular skill.
"Thought so. Sit down and just get starting. What is your affinity?"
"Fire," was all that Meilin said as she would sit down, slightly annoyed already.
"Form the Tiger hand signal and keep moulding your chakra. Let us put your focus and patience to the test."

Forming the Tiger hand signal, Meilin wanted to sneer back that she wasn't some puppy to be just ordered around. Instead, she kept her lips shut and would proceed with moulding her chakra. For a while, it seemed like nothing was going on. Moulding chakra was like breathing, Meilin thought to herself. She had never given it any thought on that every practitioner of ninjutsu did it. Not only those who were shinobi but everybody that used it for their comfort, defence or means to get to their goals and dreams. Closing her eyes she would focus on the moulding of her chakra. It didn't go smooth as she had expected it. Almost as if it was getting clogged or refused to move in a fluid fashion. Why? Was it because her control was lacking?
Continue on she lost track of time and where she was. Only to hear Jin's voice breaking through her thoughts.

"Slowly stop moulding and wait with undoing the hand signal. If you do it too soon or rush it then you will experience the backlash."
Following the instructions, Meilin would slowly halt the progress and remained with holding the Tiger seal.
"Good. Undo the seal. How do you feel?"
The question was met with Meilin lightly shrugging.
"Should I feel any different?"
"No, not really. Seeing how you performed, I want you to practice this four times a week. My advice is to do this before either going to bed or when you get up. The progress will be slow but in time you will notice the difference when you are getting a stronger grip on your chakra."

Getting up Meilin would stretch her arms and roll with her shoulders. Getting a better grip on her chakra? That didn't sound bad but she wasn't sure if she liked the fact she had to invest more time into training than she already did. Coupled with the new assignment, the training of the Cho Guard and the 'meetings' of Team 7, there wasn't much of her free time left. Spending a bit of time at Jin's home with her siblings, Meilin would leave for Azumi as the hour was getting late. She doubted that the following day would offer any respite or free time, causing her to sigh.
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[fieldbox="The Hardy Girls Part I, Orange"]Yamada Suzu "Rabbit" & Meilin Cho | Akinian Empire, Southeast District of Konohagakure
A collaboration between @Oetje and @FrostedCaramel

Meilin and Suzu find themselves in a Brothel, surrounded by men who mean to do them harm! Will our two heroines make it out unscathed? Find out next time on, "Where Are The Damn Cultists!".

Just a fair warning, this post is graphic and has some sexual tones but obviously no sexual scenes due to the placement of this RP. You've been warned.
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Another warning, this post is graphic and has some sexual tones but obviously no sexual scenes due to the placement of this RP. You've been warned, Twice.

It was up ahead where she would meet with the Sworn Sword Operative. Which was both exciting and scary. The reputation of the Sworn Sword hadn't bypassed Meilin. While not a force that had a long history, the fact that they were considered the best of the best of the entire empire said enough. The fact she was going to work with a person that was without a doubt skilled and experienced made Meilin wonder if that wasn't done on purpose. Kensuke was a skilled fighter, something that Meilin didn't disagree upon. But it felt as if this Sworn Sword investigation she was going to participate in wasn't some sort of a test.

Heading to the corner, next to an antique store, Meilin had pulled her hood and brown scarf up. The dark grey blanket of clouds didn't promise much sun or great weather. Furthermore, she wasn't carrying visible weaponry on her. She doubted that it would do much for an investigation if she was armed and armoured to the teeth. Besides, she figured that she could rely somewhat upon the presence of a Sworn Sword if things would grow a bit tense.

Leaning with her back against the wall Meilin's eyes peered bypassers for the possible person she was going to aid. Not much information had been given and while she understood the reasons for it, it wasn't really comforting. Shoving her gloved hands into the pockets of her pants Meilin hoped that it wouldn't start to pour today.

Suzu sat atop a water tower on the roof of a building as she thumbed through a file in her hands. 'Meilin Cho...' she thought to herself as she read, 'Unbelievably green to the Guardians and yet she's all they've got to spare right now.' she pushed the lollipop in her mouth around, "The Guardians really are pressed thin with their recent deployment." she said to herself as she studied the file once more.
She had been through the girls record. From birth to present day, even with the most recent debrief of her mission into the Blackroot Vale tacked on at the end. She had read it all several times, but there was one part that she had skipped each time she looked it over. A part right at the beginning. On the inside cover of the file there was a picture, held in place by a paperclip and slightly off center, a girl, no older than seventeen smiling at the camera in her graduation photo from the Academy. 'Still just a child...' Suzu thought as she went over the girls features.

Hazel eyes, drawn out by the girls jet black hair sat on a face, that as calm as it seemed, spelled determination. Suzu rolled the lollipop in her mouth again, the cherry flavor spreading across her palette as she did. She closed the file and formed a snake handseal, before separating her hands. She left her pointer and thumb just a few millimeters apart from one another and let her lightning chakra flow between her two fingers before placing the file inbetween them. The arcing electricity lighting the folder on fire. She spun the folder around, ensuring that everything was burnt to a satisfied black with nothing left to garner from the paper before she stood and gazed down on the street that she had been informed was there meeting area. The antique store that had been chosen as their meeting area was a good spot, in the open, something that two women would meet by, a place that no one would look twice to wonder why they were meeting there. She smiled as she watched a girl, about the same age as that in her picture walked up to the antique shop and leaned against it. The girl pulled her hood before Suzu could figure out her eye color but it had been enough. Suzu was positive this was Meilin Cho, the Guardian she had been assigned as assistance. She formed a tiger seal before flickering off the rooftop.

Seemingly materializing to the right side of Meilin, and out of the girls view thanks to her hood, Suzu tapped the newly minted Chuunin on her right shoulder, "Follow me Cho." she spoke before turning down the road through the sea of people, "Stick close, I'll brief you on the way." she stated as she pushed past a group of men.

Meilin kept a good watch over her surrounding. There was no way she would be slacking or caught off guard by anybody. Remembering how Kensuke had been able to camouflage himself and fading away from sight made Meilin wonder if the operative she was supposed to meet could pull something similar off. Biting her lower lip, Meilin realised that she could only vanish into a fire. Something that seemed useful but was rather limited with people not being fond to just make bonfires all over town.

Right as she was about to scratch the bridge of her nose, she felt somebody tapping her right shoulder. Meilin's eyes shot wide open as she quickly turned towards the direction, her right hand shooting to her concealed dagger.

Remaining motionless, Meilin stared at the person who seemed to be aware of her surname and origin. Meaning that this was the operative. Coughing softly and recomposing herself, Meilin would follow the woman. Keeping a small distance between them, there were some questions at the ready but Meilin wouldn't ask for anything. Not yet and not certainly in public. Eyeing the woman in her dark grey hoodied jacket Meilin could't spot any weapons on her.

"Probably concealed. Or perhaps, she doesn't need them..."
The thought excited as it also made Meilin tenser. She was getting doubts if she would be able to be useful for the likes of a Sworn Sword. Perhaps this mission was to humble her and make her more obedient to Team 7's command?

Suzu had almost moved to drop the girl where she stood as the Chuunin had obviously reached for a weapon, but it was only expected when she startled her like that. She brushed the act to the side and continued forward.

The Cho following close behind Suzu wasted no time to begin telling the girl of her earlier findings, "There have been a few... Symbols, appearing about the area of the Southeast district." she said as she pushed by a man that seemed late to something, "They're like nothing I've ever seen before. They can't be Jashin, far too complicated... Doesn't suit their simple tastes--" she paused her words as she walked ahead, "Plus they aren't exactly in the best of shape to start making themselves known again from how we left them." she stated as she continued forward. She looked back at the girl, her face much clearer so close, it was without a doubt the Cho she had wanted, and she seemed intent on listening to Suzu speak, 'Good, she is determined.' Suzu thought before speaking once more, "I'd like you to take a look at them, tell me if the Cho have any knowledge on something like this, I'm not the most versed in Chonobi or their culture, I can speak enough to get by but that doesn't give me knowledge into your ways." she said as she waved a hand at her side for the girl to see before turning into the alleyway that held the symbol nestled behind a piece of broken fence.

Suzu slid the fence piece out of the way, leaving the symbol exposed in front of herself and the Chuunin, "I've talked to all the locals, no one has a clue. Just hearsay. Any ideas Cho?" she asked, probing the girls knowledge and seeing how she would handle not having the answer to something like this.

A few symbols had appeared? It made Meilin frown but she remained silent. There was the question on why somebody would be upset with the appearance of some symbols but she realized that people could be worried if they had something menacing to them.

As the woman continued to explain the situation and what was to be expected Meilin gazing at the woman for a moment in silence.

"Understood," was the reply, given with a cautious tone. She wasn't sure what to think of the fact this woman could speak somewhat Chonobi. Team 7's behaviour with the Sarutobi culture had done anything but leave a good impression. "I will take some time to research later and figure out what I can find at the compound," Meilin further added.

Once exposed to the symbol Meilin felt how the hair on her neck started to rise. As the Sworn Sword operative spoke about the symbol, Meilin would crouch and observe it. It had certainly a menacing look to it and wasn't close to anything she had seen before. "No. Doesn't align with any style that I am familiar with," Meilin almost whispered.

The symbol looked that by the mere touch would curse and hex the person. "Is it known how long ago this symbol has placed?"

Suzu nodded as the Chuunin spoke, "I didn't think it would. That was a bit of a reach if I have to be honest with you, don't bother spending time looking through Chonobi documents it won't turn up anything." she said as the Chuunin continued on. She tilted her head to the side as the Chuunin asked if she knew how long the symbols had been there, "Well, the owner of this shop doesn't know exactly how long they've been here. They were only recently found a few weeks ago when some kids stumbled upon it by accident." she said as she took a step back to the Chuunin and knelt at her side.

She turned to look at the girl, ten years younger than herself and yet here she was as a Chuunin assigned to the care of a Sworn Sword and a member of the Guardians, if that wasn't proving your worth than Suzu wasn't sure what was, it reminded her slightly of herself at that age. A member of the ANBU, surrounded by those far more experienced then herself and much more intimidating than she could ever have imagined. She offered her hand to the Cho, "You can call me Rabbit for now Cho, maybe I'll give you my name if I feel I can trust you with it. But until then Rabbit will do." she said with a smile before she dug through her pocket and pulled a cherry lollipop from it, "Lollipop? I promise it's not poison, a dead assistant isn't very good at assisting after all." she stated blankly as she waited for the Chuunin to decide.

Nodding Meilin decided that it would be best in their interest to then not spend time trying to figure out if the symbol was something known within the Chonobi culture.

"A few weeks ago," Meilin repeated softly. She tried to remember when the Zealots were starting to kidnap people out of Keishi, trying to transport them out of the region towards, what seemed to be the south. It was a stretch but that had been a few weeks ago as well. Was there a possible connection between the two?

Drawn to her thoughts, Meilin almost seemed startled again as the operative introduced herself. For a second, Meilin was unsure what to think of the nickname. Rabbit? Sounded cute but there was the knowledge that this woman was part of the elite corps that it sounded almost like a joke. One that didn't provoke any laughter from Meilin.

"Meilin," was what the Cho said as she would stretch her own and briefly shake that of 'Rabbit', "Though I wager that you were already aware of that. Call me, Cho, if that is more comfortable for you. I am fine with both." She further added but a thought raced through her mind.
"Cho does sound more professional than going on first name base... Oh well."
"And no thanks. Not really having an appetite for anything after seeing that... dreadful thing." Meilin politely answered before turning towards the symbol.
"I wonder. Might be a long stretch but what if it is a seal? I am not knowledgeable or experienced with sealing ninjutsu but what if it is more than just some scary sign?" Was what Meilin asked, rubbing the bridge of her nose as she wasn't sure if she should feel stupid or not.
Suzu shook the Cho's hand before frowning a bit at her refusal at the lollipop. She slipped it back into her pocket. She listened as the Chuunin spoke again, she had good ideas on what it possibly could be, 'A seal is a good guess.' Suzu thought as she talked.

"Alright Meilin, the possibility it could be a seal is a good guess. But you're trying to hard if I have to weigh in on it. It's a symbol, nothing more, nothing less. A marking. An offering even..." she thought back onto her "chat" with Airo, "I talked to a willing local about it, claims to have seen a few of these appearing around, has even witnessed people interacting with them. Standing and staring for prolonged periods of time, briefly looking, one even got rid of a marking." she said as she nodded, "But none of them ever seemed to do anything that brought the local to think they were using chakra on them."

She stood and looked down the alley toward the street, toward the mass of people that were going about their business unaware of what was just out of sight. "I'd like to guess that it's a notice. It's letting those that know of it know that they've made it to the right place. It's a marker. A notable feature on a map that you can pick out to know you're int he right place." she said as she turned back to Meilin, "But your idea is good, it's one of the first things the ANBU looked into when they had this on their plate. They came up with nothing in that field." she told Meilin.

"The local I spoke to said that all those he saw looking at these symbols made their way South, he never followed them but South seems like a good place to start asking more questions. You have experience in screening the locals, or just in more... personal screenings?" Suzu asked, the sinister implication of the last part of the question obvious in her tone.

Listening to the reply of Rabbit, Meilin nodded. She did perhaps try but she couldn't think of anything else. When hearing that somebody had removed them made Meilin waver about them being possible seals.
Turning her attention towards the symbol, the Cho wondered why somebody would go through the trouble of making such an obscure looking symbol and later removing it. Or let somebody else remove it for them.
"I see," Meilin muttered, more to herself. Trying to take some joy that she had thought the same as the ANBU meant a good thing, right? Possibly.

When Rabbit finished her last sentence Meilin shot the woman sharp look. She had an inkling of what Rabbit meant and she wasn't so sure if it was to her liking.

"I suppose one could say that. Though I prefer to keep things clean and subtle. I rather avoid making the situation... complicated," was Meilin's response as she placed some cautious emphasis on the last word.

Suzu let out a small laugh as Meilin answered about how she would prefer to question the locals. "Don't worry Meilin, if we get that far, it won't be a local we're questioning." she said as she motioned toward the mouth of the alley, "This way, I have an idea of where to start." she said as she began to walk, slowly at first to let the Chuunin catch up to her. As the Chuunin came up to her side she leaned to the girl, "Tell me about your abilities Meilin, I like to know what I can expect of those that are supposed to watch my back." she said, there was only so much that could be garnered from a file after all.

Slightly comforted and even eager to question somebody, a zealot if she guessed correctly what Rabbit was implying, Meilin would start to follow the woman. Rabbit's question was met with doubt as Meilin wasn't sure where to begin. She shrugged lightly with her shoulders.

"I know how to throw a punch or two. Consider myself quite versed with blending into crowds, emptying pockets and picking locks. I like to believe that I am able to outrun most adults in any urban scenario."

There was a second of silence. The skills she had stated weren't that much of a surprise for a skilled thief in Keishi. Perhaps the fact she was good in running and climbing but there was the fact she knew the basics of swinging a sword. And a few tricks, such as what Koike had taught her. But some of that training was what she had learned from the Cho Guard. The information she wasn't willing to just share.
"Can't really boast about my martial arts with weapons. Know how to use a blade. Furthermore, I know a few fire release techniques."

After rounding up her answer Meilin wondered if she should return the question. But she opted to remain silent. The woman hadn't given her name and Meilin doubted that Rabbit would just state all her skills and expertise, before she would give her name.

Suzu rolled the lollipop in her mouth as she walked, listening intently to Meilin as she went over her skills. She perked up a bit as Meilin brought up her weapons use being nothing to brag about. "Alright then." Suzu said as they walked, "I'll keep those in mind, if we get any free time during this, which I imagine we will... Feel free to pick my mind---" she dodged a women rushing through the crowd, "-- if it's something I can tell you or teach you, I'll do my best to do so." she told Meilin.

Rounding a corner she stopped for a moment, taking a look at the buildings around her. Ahead of them was a rather tall building, a bit worse for wear than those around it, but the tallest of the group none the less. "Follow me Meilin, we're going to get a better vantage on the place I want to check out." she said as she started down the street toward the building. She slipped into an alley and turned her head to the sky. The tall buildings alley facing wall was lined with a fire escape and would make for an easy way up, she dropped her finished lollipop in a trash bin in the alley and jumped for the first landing of the fire escape, landing with a solid clunk and some metallic rattling to go with it.

Suzu leaned over the edge of the escape and motioned for Meilin to follow.

Meilin halted for a second. The words of Rabbit almost made Meilin drop her jaw. She was already missing the calm and great lessons of Koike. It was the idea that she couldn't just learn a lot from him on swordsmanship but also how the idea that he could help her with finding her place in Konohagakure. Something that Team 7 didn't really invoke. "Okay, that wasn't a fair thought," Meilin thought to herself as she would quickly follow Rabbit, "That talk with Hideki had been rather nice."
Realising that she had been silent and not yet answered to the words of Rabbit, a light red blush appeared on Meilin's cheeks.

"I would be honoured to learn from you, Rabbit."

With Rabbit instructing to follow, Meilin just nodded. The reason why was completely fine with the Cho as she has little trouble following. As Rabbit went by a fire escape, Meilin quickly noticed another way up. Close to the fire escape, was a drainpipe. Knowing she had to follow and that they were going to get up, Meilin didn't waste any time. It was a rush of adrenaline that followed quickly as she started to jog and move up, using the pipe. Not using chakra, she managed to climb up at a rapid pace towards the first level, climbing on a small rooftop. There was a way up, without the use of a chakra - she figured that she shouldn't use any chakra unless being instructed - but that would come later. Surveying from what she could see, Meilin's nose wrinkled. There wasn't anything that did pique her interest or suspicion. Perhaps she should have asked what Rabbit wanted to spot or was searching for? Probably had been smart.

Waiting a moment Meilin would quickly check on how far Rabbit was before she would continue to climb up to the higher levels of the building.

Noticing that Rabbit was making some progress in a rapid pace Meilin decided that it wouldn't hurt to make way to the highest rooftop of the building that they were scaling. Finding even some enjoyment to it as she hadn't spent much time or effort into climbing buildings.

Reaching the highest point Meilin took another look around. The district they were in reminded her of her parental home and block in Keishi. It wasn't pretty as many other places within Konohagakure. There were little buildings that seemed well maintained or experience the pleasure of some love and care of its occupants. And while she tried to ignore it Meilin's gaze did catch several shady looking bars and establishments. Frowning she noticed that one seemed a bit abandoned as curtains were closed in front of the window, yet a man walked out in a rapid place from the place. Clicking her tongue, Meilin already had a good hunch on what kind of establishment that building hold.

The idea came up to start with searching the various bars and pubs one could find in the district. If her past experience and knowledge in a poor district were right, it was there that they would find people making shady deals and offers to one another. Where gambling rings and illegal fighting happened in basements or other obscure parts of the establishment. Meilin turned her head slightly, wanting to softly call out Rabbit to see how far she was. A certain pride and joy rose in Meilin as she wondered if she had managed to outspeed a Sworn Sword operative, without the use of chakra.

Suzu watched from the first landing of the fire escape as Meilin began to make her way up the side of the building using a drainpipe. Suzu watched as the girl made good speed up the side of the building, seemingly without the use of chakra, which although not an impressive feat, it spoke well of Meilin's ability to interpret unspoken rules for any given situation.

With another roll of the lollipop in her mouth Suzu pulled herself over the edge of the fire escape, balancing on the outside of the railing, she focused, trying to feel out for any prying eyes or chakra signatures near by. Confident that they were not being watched or followed Suzu focused for a moment before once again flickering fom existence on the edge of the fire escape. Reappearing beside Meilin she found that the girl was apparently checking behind her to see where Suzu was.

Sure that Meilin had noticed her appear Suzu wasted no time in getting the girls attention again, "That building up ahead," she pointed at a building thirteen stories high and square. Appearing to be more like multiple buildings melded into one, it held the sort of air about it that was exactly what Suzu was looking for. It wasn't well kept, broken windows and trash littering the area around it as well as the few small balconies that peaked out of the building itself. It was almost derelict, with paint peeling everywhere you looked and most people appeared to almost fully avoid the building. It was no doubt a cesspool of some of the worst sort that Konohagakure had to offer, even with the reforms that the Empire had brought about there were still places that reeked of the lower parts that humanity had to offer. The kind of places that Police avoided, turning a blind eye to its inner-workings.

Suzu had no doubt in her mind that were she in need of just about any goods or services she could find them in that building. "That's the sort of place we can find out a lot of information. Things we want to know, and things we don't." she said, "I've read your file, I know what you come from, I imagine you know of dens like this." she said as she turned to Meilin, "I suspect you can keep yourself composed no matter what we find in there. It's not our job to bust any of the... businesses that may be within. We're simply here for information." she stated as she waited for some sort of confirmation from Meilin that she understood.

"Holy sh--" Meilin stumbled and would drop on her butt as Rabbit had appeared out of nowhere. She would have laughed if it weren't for the fact that this was actually a mission and the person being able to kill without much trouble. Quickly regaining her previous composure Meilin would turn to face the direction that Rabbit was pointing at. Listening to why that building was interesting for Rabbit, Meilin's lips parted already as she didn't want to go there. Then again, she doubted she had much of a choice. When Rabbit brought up that she had read her file, Meilin hid her irritation. It was getting pretty annoying people could do that. Sure enough, they all had reasons and were able but would there be a way to prevent people from learning things about her and scoring an edge?

"Understood. The only problem is that if you don't want to bust any 'businessess' in there, then we have to look apart. The only problem is that the decisions need to be made to either disguise with dirty old rags or using the transformation technique to do the work."

Meilin would wait for Rabbit's decision as she would straightening her back and throw another look at the place. Really not the place to have a picnic or go to get some sightseeing in the area.

Suzu rolled the lollipop in her mouth as she listened to Meilin, it was a good thought, but it was far simpler than that, "Meilin you're thinking too hard." she said as she pulled the lollipop from her lips and pointed it toward the Chuunin, "It's far easier than disguising ourselves. The moment we start asking questions anyone in there with their wits about them is going to understand what's going on. Disguises or not." she said matter-of-fact to the girl. "If we make it known that we're not there to bring any harm to their establishments, then there should be no harm for them to do to us. Dealing with people like this? They don't want any trouble just as much as we don't. If they answer our questions we'll be out of their hair as quickly as we came." she said before popping the lollipop back in her mouth and starting for the fire escape once more.

"We're heading down, leave anything up here that you won't need. Anything that marks you as a nin if you brought anything of the sort." she said as she began making her way down the fire escape.

Not waiting to see if Meilin dropped anything on the roof Suzu was quickly at the ground and waited for Meilin to catch up. Meilin next to her she made her way out of the alley and for the front of the building. There was a break in the middle of the building that allowed one to enter into the middle of the building. It was a cramped walkway between the two sides of the buildings. Smelling of trash and vomit, blood and other less pleasant things. There were a few homeless people huddle beneath makeshift homes pressed into outcroppings in the path that seemed to shy away from the two women as they passed.

The corridor went on before splitting to either side of them. Suzu took a moment to look down each way, one way lead to a group of rather gruff looking men, one of which was obviously hiding a weapon against his leg by the way he held his arm. The other way seemed safer, just a few people that seemed to disappear from one side of the path to the other, gone as quickly as they appeared.

Suzu motioned for Meilin to go left with her as she took off down the corridor, not so fast as to draw attention and not so slow as to give the men behind them any bad ideas. Suzu looked above her, the building reaching up to the stormy sky above letting in barely any light, yelling and rambunctious noise coming from one of the levels above. The sound of a fight somewhere far lingered in the air as they walked. All the while water dripped down all around them from above, where it came from, and from what it came from, Suzu ignored.
"What are two beautiful ladies doing around these parts?" came the voice of a man from an outcropping to Suzu's left, she stopped and gave the man a quick look up and down. Taller than her, muscled, short cut hair, a scar across his face, his left eye was 'Is he blind?' she thought as she judged the man wasn't too much of a threat.

"Honestly, two beauties like you...." the man reached out and slowly unzipped the raincoat Suzu was wearing, exposing the clothes beneath as he tugged a bit on her shirt, "...Would fetch quite a high price if you'd be interested in the work." he said as he tugged on Suzu's clothes a bit more, revealing more of her chest to himself.

Suzu stepped away from the man and gave him a weak smile, before rolling the lollipop in her mouth, "I think we would." she said as the mans eyes lit up. He turned to the door behind him and opened it, revealing a dimly lit and rather large room, Suzu followed the man in, casting a look back at Meilin that hopefully conveyed that Suzu had everything under control.

The comment on that she was thinking too hard caused the Cho to rub the back of her head. Perhaps she was thinking too cautious, after hearing what Rabbit said. Nodding, Meilin wouldn't reply to that. She knew how to deal with people like 'that' and sometimes being quite direct yielded results.

The order to leave anything that marked her as a nin was something she was quickly done with. It was just the headband that was wrapped around her left arm, near her shoulder. Unwrapping it she wagered if it would be a good idea to drop it here. Shrugging lightly, she dropped it on the rooftop. The soft thud of the metallic object landing on the roof didn't bother her. It was just a headband to her, anyways.

There was a second she wondered if she should leave her concealed knives behind. But decided against that. She had the feeling that they would come in handy if they would have a scuffle on their hands.

Catching up with Rabbit was easy. Descending from a building was so much quicker and easier than scaling it. Managing to get down Meilin would follow Rabbit, pulling her brown hood up to cover some of her features.
Crossing the few homeless Meilin throw one glance at them. In any other situation, she would have offered them a few coins before going on her way. Then again she wasn't living the rich dream and her empathy wasn't really that big at the moment either.

"Huh," Meilin frowned as they kept going on, "First moment that Konoha reminds me of... home." Mumbling it softly she would make certain to remain at Rabbit's flank. Easier to follow and provide any backup. The eyes of the young woman glanced at any possible corner or crevice from which a person could come from.

As Rabbit motioned to go left Meilin did so without any problem. Making little to no sound Meilin focused more on remaining silent. Hearing the sounds the chuunin wanted to pose a question, yet remained silent. Her right gloved hand reached towards her belt, her fingers twitching to grab the barely concealed hilt. Slowly but surely this place was starting to get on her nerves.

When a man approached them, asking a question, Meilin remained once more silent. While having caught sight of the man approaching Suzu and sickening the chuunin, she didn't do or say much. Slowly the gloved fingertips reached, and almost in a way caressed, the hilt of the concealed weapon. Meilin was sure that in a moment's notice she could drag the dagger and make the man bleed.

Catching Rabbit's look, Meilin's hand would drop slowly to drive up any suspicion. Her features showed a blank facial expression, while she would wait and see what the next course of action would be.

Glad that Meilin had only slightly revealed her intent and easily followed, Suzu walked behind the man as he led her through the brothel they had found their way into. The room was large, but cordoned off into smaller areas by curtains, separating the individual rooms that made up the area for the businesses "clientele". Suzu caught glimpses of a few of the rooms, the mattresses within them worn and ragged, a few with women and men occupying their spaces, but it wasn't her problem. She was here for something else, these women, whether they were here by force or by choice, it simply wasn't her problem to deal with. She looked back to Meilin, and shook her head to try and dispel any ideas the young kunoichi may have been cooking up.

As they walked the man lead them through a path in between the many rooms, and brought them to a separate room, with real walls and even a door. He stepped in, ushering the two women in before pointing at the mattress laid out on the floor, "I've got to try you two out before I put you on the floor, good Lord you two will make so much so fast." the man said as Suzu knelt, sitting back on her legs on the mattress. The man stepped forward, standing close enough to Suzu that she was at waist level, he began to undo his belt, the look in his eyes was sheer joy. An emotion that Suzu didn't quite get.

She rolled her eyes as the man took his time undoing his belt, running a hand across her hair and down the side of her face. In a flash Suzu was standing, her hand gripping the mans crotch with all her strength. He yelped in surprise, "I like it rough baby but not this rough..." he eeked out.

"I'm not here for this." Suzu said as she pushed the man with her other hand toward the wall with force, he slammed into it as he grasped himself in pain. Suzu looked toward Meilin, "The door." she said as she moved for the man, she pushed him down at his shoulders, bringing him to his knees easily as he still tried to figure out what was going on. "I have questions for you, and I need you to answer them." she said as the mans position was now reversed with him looking up at her.

"I'll fuck you and that young bitch up before the boys and I have our way with you two for as long as we please that's all that's about to happen here!" the man said as he tried to stand up. Suzu felt her heart race for a moment a twisted little smile parting her lips. She had a life in her hands that she could easily take away, a life that no one would ever look into but she couldn't get rid of him. She needed him. She let go of the man and stepped back, quickly forming three hand seals, lightning began to burst from her hand as a ball began to form. The intensity of the light that the lightning cutter gave out and the constant and overpowering sound of the electricity caused the man to have pause in his action.

He stood for a moment just a meter from Suzu as he seemed to contemplate his next move, eyeing Meilin and the door before focusing back on the ball of lightning that Suzu held in her right hand. "Fine what the fuck do you shinobi want?" he asked as he raised his hands in the air in surrender.

Following Rabbit, Meilin kept her attention focused on making sure she wouldn't get distracted. Or too disgusted by the place they were in. Regardless of her past experience and occupation, she didn't have that much with such establishments as they were passing through. Catching the silent signal of Rabbit, Meilin nodded subtly in return. If Rabbit thought any thought of liberation or aid would come to her mind - Meilin's - then she would be mistaken. Their problems couldn't be solved with anything that Meilin could provide. She didn't even want to help them as she found her own matters more pressing.

Not to forget that she had helped people before and it led to little satisfaction. More often, now she thought about it, it had led to bitter disappointment. Yeah, these people were on their own.

When ushered into the room Meilin heard the words of the man. A blank expression was still plastered on the young woman's features but her gloved hand was slowly reaching back to the previous spot. The man proceeded to 'prepare' himself for what he considered to happen. Only resulting that Meilin's eyes blinked rapidly. She swore that she had seen Rabbit flash from one place to another. It had been a blur and yet Meilin wasn't sure what just had transpired.

"How did she do that?"
Moving towards the door Meilin would pay half attention to the talk between the man and Rabbit. Her gloved hand was now resting on the hilt of her concealed dagger as her senses on guard for any signal that somebody else would enter the room.

Briefly, Meilin shot a glance at the man and Rabbit as a menacing sound resonated from their direction.
"By the fangs of the Great Wolf, what is that kind of technique?!"
Meilin felt her face losing some colour before forcing herself to her own task. She also tried to bring up something though she couldn't hide the slight trembling nerves audible in her voice.
"I can't patch people up if they lose a limb or losing too much blood," Meilin brought up as she would now pull out her dagger, from its scabbard. Just in case that one of that guy's friends had the bright idea to walk in.

Suzu let the lightning in her palm dissipate, the sound and light quickly fading to nothing. The room seemed far darker than before thanks to the light but it wasn't actually any darker than when they had entered. Suzu undid her jacket and tossed it to the side, the man taking her in as she did. She pulled a lollipop from her pocket and undid the wrapper, "You stay right there alright mister?" she said, more of a command then an actual question.
She moved over to Meilin, keeping her eyes on the man as she did. She leaned in toward the girl and whispered, "You're up hotshot. Show me what you can do." she said as she gave Meilin a slight push toward the man and took up her post at the shut door.

Outside she could hear commotion as the mans "boys" seemed to be rushing about. There was a loud banging on the door followed by some angry yelling and rather explicit questioning from the other side, "You out there had better shut the fuck up and leave this room alone or I swear I will enjoy filleting each and every one of you." she yelled loud enough to hear through the door, her rather emotionless delivery seemingly enough to quiet them all down at once. She clutched her chest for a moment as her heart raced, her want to really go out there and do it nearly forcing her to open the door but she took a deep breath and focused back on Meilin.

She didn't quite trust the girl to be able to handle this without her near. So for now, the fun would have to wait.

The words of Rabbit caused Meilin to waver for a second. Flipping the weapon in her gloved hand for a moment she would turn towards the man. Taking a few steps towards him, Meilin sized him up. Hearing the commotion Meilin's first movement was to slightly turn her head. But should she be really be caring about that all? A Sworn Sword was watching the door and the glimpses of Rabbit skill made it clear that fretting about some thugs would be a waste of time. Not to mention she had been given a task.

Flipping the dagger the eyes of Meilin would lock on that of the man. "Turn around," she instructed with a calm voice. "Then drop your pants. Once you have done me that pleasure, I want you to place your hands against the wall. Your right hand on your left."
She paused for a second, releasing a soft sigh.

"As long as you follow my instructions, I won't kill you or let 'her' take over the questioning. Just cooperate and you might enjoy it."

The last sentence was said with a voice that hinted towards a promise that the man had been after ever since seeing the two of them.

The man looked the younger bitch up and down, her hood was still covering her face but from what he could see, just as he saw outside she would have made a fine addition to his line-up. He paused his thoughts as the girl flipped her dagger in her hands, for a moment he wondered what his odds of getting the weapon from her were. 'Probably pretty good' the man thought before turning to the silver haired beauty at the door and expelling the thought from his mind as he peered past the woman's twisted smile.

"Fine you got me you litte bitch." he said as he turned around and dropped his pants, placing his hands on the wall. He perked up at her final comment, "Oh?".

Waiting for the man to turn around Meilin would flip her weapon in her right hand to a reverse grip. She seemed to ignore the nick that the man had given her, that was more appropriate in a dog's kennel and in use for a particular gender of dogs.

"Yes, but you got to play along," was Meilin's comment as he turned around. Making no sound as she approached the man, even holding her breath in, the chuunin would strike without any warning. She kicked against the knee cavity with her left foot, wanting the man to sink on his knees. The steel of the knife flashed as it would slam through the hands and 'hold' them together. Not done yet, Meilin would grab the man's head by his hair and pull hard backwards while keeping her knee at the ready to slam it into the man's back - wary and suspect that he would likely try to struggle.

"Now, let us start with the rules. For every time you don't answer my question I am going to use my knife to stab you somewhere. The problem is that there are so many places that have arteries that will likely cause you bleeding dry if you don't get medical attention. Something I could provide. Got that?"
She didn't wait for any confirmation but instead would shove the man's head forward, towards the wall, to knock in its hard skull.

Suzu watched as Meilin had the man drop his pants and put himself up against the wall. Then, much to her surprise she brutally struck the man in his knee, causing him to fall while at the same time impaling the mans overlapped hands in the wall with her dagger. His screams of pain were quickly silenced as Meilin slammed the mans head into the wall, leaving small marks of blood where his head struck the wallpaper. It was far more then even Suzu had planned to put the man through, but she had handed the job over to Meilin, and would allow the chuunin to carry it out how she saw fit.

Suzu placed a hand on the dresser to her right, leaning on it slightly as her heart began to race even more. The thought of opening the door and finding a weapon from one of the men outside was overwhelming, she needed to go out, but she had to stay here. Although it did seem as if Meilin had it quite under control... She clutched at her chest as it became hard to breath. 'How is this chuunin so brutal?' she wondered as she focused on the blood running off the mans hands.

"OH LORD, ANYTHING JUST NO MORE I'LL ANSWER ANYTHING" the man huffed out as he blinked blood from his eyes were his forehead had split open. "Just please no more!" he begged of Meilin as he was once again slammed against the wall.

"Your pleads disgust me," Meilin sneered softly in Chonobi as she would pull the man's hair back. Her right hand exerted more pressure on the knife to anchor the weapon deeper into the wall. There wasn't much weight dragging down the man's hands and cause the sharp edge of her knife to slice through flesh, blood and tendons. Meilin figured that it would be harder to cut through bone but she would focus on questioning the man.

"Now, shut up. This is simply to make it clear that we're not going to say anything naughty anymore. I will make the pain vanish once you have answered my questions."
Waiting a moment Meilin frowned.

"Have you or any of your boys, friends or whatever spotted weird images? I would also not lie if I were you. Cause else I am going to slit through the artery at your left arm and make you drink your own blood. So," Meilin continued in a cold tone, "Time to answer or bleed, your pick, buddy."

Suzu watched as the mans hands were practically being flayed in half by his own weight, acutely aware of every breath she took she watched Meilin go about her business. She whispered something that Suzu couldn't hear over the sound of her own heart beat and her every breath.

"I..." the man let out between a ragged breath, "I haven't seen nothing like that, nothing wei---" he winced in pain, "But one of the guys out there, he saw some weird symbols once but---" he breathed heavy, "It was gone when he tried to show me!" he yelled as Meilin seemed to be taking her time questioning him.

Meilin remained silent as she kept the man in the rather uncomfortable position and situation. The pull on the man's hair would lessen as the chuunin remained silent for a moment.

"You're lying."

The statement was made with a neutral voice. Pressing the knife into the wall the chuunin released the man's hair, her left-hand shooting to a pouch. Pulling out a senbon, Meilin would describe the odd and menacing looking symbol before asking another question. The tip of the senbon was moved against the man's skin at the left side of his throat. Just not pushed hard enough to penetrate into the skin but likely to cause a most uncomfortable sensation.

"Now, once more. Has anybody seen such a symbol and do they know more about it? And do think before answering, I really doubt that anybody is going to miss your sorry hide in here."
The man screamed in pain as Meilin jostled him around again and accused him of lying. His friends outside beginning to make more noise again. "I swear...." the man sobbed as he felt the sharp point against his neck, "I don't know about that symbol..." the tears running down his face mixing with the blood from his forehead. "I thought you'd be happy if I gave you an answer I'm sorry!" he pleaded.

Slowly and almost subtly Meilin nodded. She doubted the man saw the hazelnut coloured eyes half close as a dangerous glint appeared in them. "You get one more shot, bitch," Meilin mimicked so far she could the last word in the same way how he had addressed her and Rabbit.
"Is there something else that has happened or been noticed? Anything weird or unusual?"

Continuing to move the tip of the senbon, Meilin would slowly slide up towards the man's cheeks. Starting to get close to the man's eye. In fact, she wagered that if he would suddenly move that he could wind up penetrating his own left eye.

Suzu watched as Meilin continued to brutalize the man. Her twisted smile still plastered across her face, Suzu stared at the floor as she tried to bring herself back under her control.

The man in the meantime seemed to be trying to figure out what he wanted to say, "---Eh--" he irked out, "I--" he was staring at the needle next to his eye, focused on it as he tried not to move his head at all, "There were some hooded folk---" he screamed in pain as his hands slipped a bit further down the blade. Once he had gathered himself he spoke again, "Something about the True Path, and---" he breathed heavy, "---and a feast for those interested! I don't know who they wre they didn't give us names or a place!" he yelled, "They said they'd be back when they had more to tell us but we told them to screw off..." he said defeated as he realized it likely wasn't an answer the woman would be happy with.
"Now, you're just disappointing me," was Meilin's initial reply. Despite her answer, she wouldn't further harm the man. In fact, the tip of the senbon would move away, slowly sliding back towards the throat of the man.

"They said nothing about where this feast was held? Anything I might recognise them on? I will need more if you don't want me to grow from disappointed to angry."
Leaning a bit closer to the man, Meilin would whisper further.

"I already have some bad days behind me. You understand, right? I just want to find where these folk are hiding as they... have something of mine."

The man whimpered as Meilin dragged the needle away from his eye and began to tell him of what he needed to do in order to please her, "No... They wore black cloaks that's it! Black clokes! No other information! They didn't tell us any names or places just that something was going to happen!" he squeled as he felt the needle back against his throat.

"Hm, now that piques my interest," Meilin said. She remained silent. There was a question burning in the back of her mind but it was clear that this man wasn't a close ally - or one at all - with the Zealots. Yet he had done enough to deserve a cruel death in Meilin's opinion. There was little to no doubt with the chuunin that the man would be sorely missed.

The thing was that he had seen the zealots. Or what she imagined to be the zealots. Men in dark clothing. Perhaps they should take him alive so that his memories could be scanned for any possible hints or information? Then again, it wasn't her place this mission to call the shots.
Meilin would throw a look over her shoulder at Rabbit.

"They are going to hold a feast soon. Did you catch everything?" Was Meilin's question towards Rabbit, in quite more respectful tone, a clear contrast with how she had spoken to the man.
"Perhaps somebody should scan his memories, just to make sure that he is telling the truth."

Suzu shook her head at Meilin as she asked her question, taking a deep breath she tried to calm her heart before speaking, "No need, he's not lying. He lost that bright idea after the first time." she said before moving across the room and pulling the dagger from the wall. The man collapsed at her feet, she looked him over, his ragged body in shambles before her. He clutched his hands together as they were nearly split in two and awkwardly wiped blood from his face with his forearms.

"Can you really fix him?" she asked curiously, spinning Meilin's dagger in her right hand.

Meilin would step aside when Rabbit grabbed the knife. The question of Rabbit wasn't answered right away as Meilin looked down. "I could stop the bleeding and mend some of the wounds. But it will require a price."

Meilin would bring her eyes up to look at Rabbit. "If you would give the knife back, I could lessen the wounds and bleeding in exchange for a favour."

Her interest piqued, Suzu handed the dagger back to Meilin before shrugging, "Just don't kill him." she said as she stepped back to let the girl go about her work.

Nodding as she would get the dagger back. Flipping the weapon into a reverse grip the chuunin would crouch next to the man. Using her free hand she just grabbed one of the man's wounded hands.
"You're lucky. Seems that the split isn't too large enough to cost me too much chakra and effort. I can connect and mend the wound but you're going to suffer some aching."
Cleaning the bloodied knife on the man's rags she would sheath the weapon and start to mend the damage done. It took a minute or two before she had attended to the wounded hands. Proceeding to grab the man's head with her left hand, Meilin frowned. The wound at the forehead wasn't that threatening. She didn't consider that she should mend to the man's forehead, considering it a waste of time and effort. Releasing the man's head Meilin's gaze lowered.

"I made a promise."

The words were quickly followed by action. Her left gloved hand shot forwards to grab hold of some skin. Stepping with her left foot on the man's chest to keep him down, her right hand would draw the knife again.
"You're lucky to be allowed to live. Too bad for you that Lord Akumu will recognise you as a pathetic bastard," Meilin growled, in Chonobi, as she would follow her 'promise' with the knife. Blood would spill from the new caused wound as she would hold a certain prize in her left hand. It didn't take much time for the chuunin to turn around and throw the 'prize' in the man's face and rub it with the soil of her left boot over his face.

"Before I will make sure you won't bleed to death, I am going to make something clear. This neighbourhood isn't yours anymore. Next time, we are going to play this game again and I hope you will follow the rules without me needing to exert 'force'. Got that?" Pressuring more weight on the man's face for a moment, Meilin would grant the man the chance to breathe as answer back before she would stop the bleeding at his new wound.

Suzu stood and watched as Meilin healed the mans more horrendous injuries with a little effort, before she was caught off guard by the Chuunins sudden moment of violence once more. She pulled a new lollipop from her pocket and popped it in her mouth, before continuing to watch the unfolding fiasco in front of her. It was interesting, that a Chuunin would go to such lengths to dehumanize someone who hadn't really done her any wrong. But Suzu could also see why she was likely doing it.

With the man crying out in pain on the ground, Suzu walked to Meilin and tapped her shoulder, "Alright then, get ready to go." she said as she walked up to the door and formed a single tiger seal. Outside the room the gathered men were waiting, weapons at the ready for the door to the room to be unlocked, but soon they would all notice feathers falling from the ceiling, and their eyes would grow heavy as they were quickly taken by sleep.

With a cacophony of thuds Suzu opened the door cautiously, and much to her liking everyone in the room was in deep slumber before her. "Out then Meilin." she said as she moved through the room with Meilin behind her. As she passed a "room" she made another tiger seal out of view of Meilin and a shadow clone would appear in one of the "rooms" they passed.

As they exited the establishment Suzu took them right back the way they had come as her shadow clone stayed behind, searching through the men's weapons for the sharpest tool they had.
Walking down the pathway Suzu turned to Meilin, "That was a bit excessive." she said as her heart began to race and her breathing became labored, she clutched her chest as the shadow clone she had left behind went to work relieving her urge.

"Understood," Meilin replied back to Rabbit before shooting a glare at the man. "Remember, I will be coming back." The threat was said in a neutral tone but the dangerous glint in Meilin's eyes hadn't vanished yet.

Waiting Meilin held her dagger clutched in her right hand. There was no reason, however, to use the weapon. By some reason all the men were on the ground, sleeping? Most likely a technique that Rabbit had deployed. Curious and interested Meilin wouldn't utter any question. Doing as Rabbit desired from her, she would continue to follow the woman. There was a moment she shot the shadow clone a look.
"Wonder what she is intending with that shadow clone," Meilin thought to herself as she kept following Rabbit.

When Rabbit stated that her treatment had been a bit excessive Meilin briefly frowned before giving an answer.

"It would have been excessive to take his life. That guy would barely restrain himself or his boys if he had the chance. Besides, that kind of folk only replies well when they are scared. What I did to him possibly was the least he ever did to somebody during a moment of 'power'," Meilin pondered on something as she saw Rabbit clutching her chest, "Do you disapprove?"
Suzu thought for a moment on what Meilin said, it was true, intimidation was one of the best ways to force someones hand in this line of work. So she couldn't fault the Chuunin on that part, but it was going to make this whole fiasco a bit harder to explain to her superiors... There was no way she wasn't going to go up against a board again just like earlier. But that didn't really bother her either.

She shrugged as Meilin asked if she disapproved of her method, "Not particulary---" she breathed out in relief as her shadow clone finished its job and dissipated as she gained the satisfaction of its actions, "--- It'll just be hard to explain a brothel full of bodies to the police if they catch us." she said as she turned right again toward the exit of the winding corridor. She stopped in her tracks and thought about the group of men from earlier, they hadn't been there when they had left. But it probably wasn't anything to be aware of. Probably.

A brothel full of bodies? Catching them? Meilin's lips parted slightly as she wanted to voice her doubt and questions until it dawned on her, "She used that shadow clone to..."
Her eyes widened slightly as she tried to keep herself composed. Had Rabbit murdered everybody or just the men? She couldn't fathom the idea that everybody had to die but what was she supposed to do? Tell this woman no? That she disagreed? Yeah, not really something that would end well. She had the idea that if she would try to do anything against Rabbit that in the least case she would go off with a broken nose or limb. In the worse case, she would wind up as those who Rabbit had taken 'care off' in the place they had been in.
"I see," she muttered as she tried to prevent from slipping that the words of Rabbit had shocked her. Putting herself back on track, Meilin would follow Rabbit again.

Suzu raised an eyebrow at Meilin's response and playfully pointed her lollipop at the girl as they walked, "Oh don't worry Meilin, they were all asleep... Except for your friend, he was very much awake." she finished with a smile as they exited the buildings corridor and entered back onto the street.
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Rumbling from the far side of the riverbank — thousands upon thousands of voices joining together to create what to Hideki was an incomprehensible, maddening clamour. Shouts and orders rippled through the allied troops in response, fervour awakened in the wake of the initial salvo, and Hideki felt a quiver of excitement and fear running through him. From the slight, snow-capped eminence where the hill slopes began, with nineteen other Guardians in attendance, Hideki watched the proceedings of the foreign army, observing the strange ritual and the ostensible leaders presiding over it through the smoky haze of his Byakugan.

"Rather ugly-looking, that."

Hideki turned, met the blue-green eyes of Kaito Batoi, and nodded.

"Aye, although I doubt appearances will have much of an impact once we engage."

The senior Guardian rolled his shoulderblades, easing them with a slight pop, and fingered at the hilt of the sword slung across his back. He scowled, forming wrinkled lines on his brow, as if in deep thought.

"True enough, but there are good ways to die and there are bad ways to die. Sporting something arresting while it descends on you — now that's certainly preferable to the contrary, wouldn't you say?"

Hideki smiled, keeping his eye fast on the straw-hatted soldiers. On the topic of fashion... Strange clothing for combat...

After a dozen heartbeats of abstraction, sizing up the alleged bodyguards, he responded with, "Would a good suit negate the horror of having a blade rammed down one's throat, then?"

"The horror? Most certainly not. The misery, however — now that's a tale for another day."

"I think acquiring that new summoning of yours has addled your brain," Hideki murmured, scratching at the concealed tissue of his right eye. "My condolences to your family and friends."

Kaito bared his teeth in a yellow-stained grin, vestigial motes of snow drifting in the backdrop of his profile, and said nothing. The Guardians behind him wore perfectly composed faces, clutching at their motley assemblage of weapons and armaments with an air of zest — albeit an undercurrent of fear and anxiety was discernible beneath that iron-rigid veneer at the third glance.

He turned and scanned the horizon, the sun slowly edging skywards, losing its pale glow, and thought for a time. Hideki watched him in the corner of his eye, still keeping his primary focus on the enemy. He surmised they were thinking in similar terms. It seemed the most viable option for now — if one were to abide by their gut feeling. Kaito spoke:

"I say we position ourselves closer to the rear — by the cavalry and the left-hand flank."

Hideki nibbled on his lip for a while, then said, noncommittally, "Why?"

"Intuition."

Not a quaver of doubt in his voice.

Hideki licked his lips.

Intuition, eh?
That never took me far…


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Filtering through the ranks toward the back, the odour of sweat-stained fabric heavy in the air despite the chill temperature, Kaito addressed him again, this time in a lower voice. The familiar helmets of the cavalry eventually emerged from the crush ahead, indicating their general position. Listening to Kaito with half an ear, Hideki searched for any sign of Saki and the Tiger Claws.

"Tell me, Hyuuga, do you believe in any gods?"

"Well..."

Kaito smiled, something like mad hilarity glittering in his eyes, and Hideki felt a slight discomfort despite himself.

"In the old faith of the Batoi — now upheld only by a few living fossils and their endless, implacable bickering — as allegedly defined us by our highest deity the Devil Fish of Manusheia in times bygone, bloodshed is said to be the greatest sin known to man — as it will mar the soul of the malefactor until the day he draws his last breath, and perhaps even beyond that... And yet, in order to become a man — an adult — to graduate from one's fledgling days, it is required that you draw the blood of another person, ending their life by quantity lost, and then decorate your own face with it. As if you were washing up in the restroom. We call this one's Dousing."

He grinned again, exposing those sallow fangs, and fixed Hideki with a gleeful gaze.

"Now ain't that just superbly human?"
 
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A collab between Glitchybugger and Roran Hawkins
Konohagakure Training Facility



Kyoi Hyuuga and Kensuke Nimatsu have a talk over the purpose of the training session, like the rest of the team has. It's fairly uneventful.
"So, that would conclude today's training. As you may or may not have noticed, the training was a ruse, mostly." Kensuke told Kyoi after landing next to her on the forest floor while she made her way to the exit.

"Well, yes. Teamwork doesn't happen by splitting people up after all, although I was actually looking forward to the search if only because it's a good way to refine your perception. What was the true purpose of the training session then?"

Kensuke gave a small laugh as if it all was so very obvious. "See how willing they'd be to cooperate at this point, or even participate in an excercise, and-" He said, and flashed her a satisfied grin. "splitting the team up so I can talk to them in private." Kensuke then shrugged with just his shoulders. "Although I do admit that the concept of talking to four people at once is kind of confusing. I wonder what will happen if I collapse into myself afterwards, instantly learning what's been said in every conversation." He wondered out loud.

"Very well done then, I would say. I reckon you'll likely be a bit muddled for a moment as soon as you dispell your clones, but it wont be too bad, you'll have all the information you need anyway." Kyoi decided to walk slowly, just in case the discussion was going to take a while. "But I will say I had a feeling it would play out like this since you last told me about the girls. Karma isn't going to just get along with me because you've said so after all, she definitely seems to be stubborn. At least everyone showed up though, right?"

"Yeah, that definitely was the greatest achievement of today. Everyone got here, including the new guy." He ruefully agreed. But then he shook his head. "Anyhow, I don't have much to talk to you about for now. Just try to remain open towards them, and give them a chance to prove themselves beyond their reputation." He said, and then inclined his head as if to indicate he expected that the request was completely unnecessary.

Kyoi gave a simple nod at that. "Of course, I plan to be nothing but honest with them. It will probably be up to them to try and be open towards me, but I will welcome any conversations they wish to have. Do you know much about Madoc? He seems okay to me so far."

"Not much yet." He said with a devilish smile. "My conversation with him isn't over yet after all. I just know he's been in a lot of teams so far, and that most of them ended up falling apart because of various reasons. None of which he had anything to do with or was within his power to change."

"Hmm... Well I guess that's good to know at least, could just be poor timing on the state of the teams. What's your plan from here? You and I both know that such a division in the team is going to more or less be the end of it if something doesn't change." Whilst she spoke, Kyoi began to think to herself a little, she didn't really have any ideas on what to say to Meilin and Karma should they try to approach her, aside from starting with an apology over the oakrath issue, but even then that could just turn that issue into the topic.

"I have a few ideas, but it all depends on how these talks pan out of course. Either way-" He began and paused when they reached the exit of the forest, where he opened the gate again with a key. It was another gate than they'd entered from. "I'll let you know what's happening next as soon as I know it myself."

Kyoi nodded once more, wearing a passive smile. "Understood, I'll wait on your word then." She then looked this other gate up and down a little. "Are we not taking the front door out of here? Or was this one simply closer? Oh! Perhaps you have other plans as soon as we step outside, I never thought you would be so forward, Kensuke." Kyoi decided to tease him a little, feigning a gasp as well. Even if it was just a clone it would still act like him, seeing as it was a fairly casual moment she hoped the reaction would be equally off-guard.

"No, but I'm having one of these conversations where everyone entered." He said with a mirthless smile and shrugged. "Can't have us walking in there. Imagine if I meet myself! I'd break the fourt wall for sure."

Deflected without even batting an eyelid, what a shame. "Fair enough then, although I'm not sure about your worries over meeting yourself, otherwise you would've encountered it much sooner. Have you never tried training against yourself with clones? It can be interesting." Once the gate was open she'd walk through. "Is there anything else you need to talk about or should I make my way back to the main entrance?"

"Oh, I have, but training against yourself is quite weird. Not really, unless you have any questions that need answering?" He asked as he closed the gate behind them, locking it once more.

"No questions here, you answered them whilst we were walking here. I will be on my way now and await the next group training session." Seeing as he had no further business with her she turned and left, waving behind herself.
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Wolf country,
The First Battle!

At the front lines,
13th Brigade, the Disciples of Lord Akumu.

A collab between Sketching and Gerontis.

Summary:
As the enemy approaches them, the 13th Brigade take their positions at the front line. With the limited amount of space to make the crossing, the enemy decides to test if they can break through the allied defence instead of trying to make a crossing at a different point. This collab is written in the perspective of Colonel Koike Hon of the Foot Companions battalion and his aidé, Katsu Uchiha, as the battle takes place.







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This time not a few small units moved forward. The large line of visible enemies would march forward, their numbers pouring from the treeline and over the few hills. As a response, the allied force would ready their ranks. "Shields in front! Torrad!" Koike shouted as he would grab his shield, yet not drawing out one of his weapons. "Ready!" He shouted, turning his head back to watch the enemy advancing.

As the brigade got more and more excited, an unease started to settle in Katsu. For a few moments, his mind fleeted away to home and grim thoughts, but he shook himself back to reality. He stared at the marching enemy with a cautious anticipation. "So it starts," he muttered to himself. "Or something along those lines."

"Or it ends," Koike said on a low tone. The phalanx formations would slightly pulled back while their places were taken by men armed with weapons and shields. The enemy was closing in on the river, the air filled with faint sound of cheering, shouting and screams from the enemy horde. Turning half around, Koike would raise his right hand up in the air. Forming a fist, he would sign to Torrad and his archers. The orders to nock an arrow and prepare for a volley was done by other allied units. Turning back towards the sight of the enemy, Koike was looking for something. "Knew it. Enemy archers!" Walking forwards, Koike would shout from the top of his longs a command that was quickly followed by the troops that were now on the front.

As the men armed with longbows would release a volley of arrows, flying towards the approaching enemy, so would it be answered by a huge mass of projectiles from the other side of the river. Shields were quickly moved to form the shieldwall formation as Koike joined one of the units, holding his shield above his head while seeking cover.

Katsu followed Koike closely, ducking behind him with his eyes on the sky and right hand on the hilt of one of his short swords. "I hate this frontal assault nonsense already," he muttered with a bitter tone. As the volley of arrows reached their peak, the boy's eyes turned red. Once the arrows hit the shields and ground, they turned back to their original jade green.

A moment of silence dawned after the rain of arrows. Ordering the troops to stand in standard formation, Koike threw a quick look. Nobody was laying dead on the ground. This realization soon dawned on the unit as some men laughed and spoke in Chonobi. Koike didn't laugh as he noticed that their archers would unleash another volley. It was only difficult to see how much damage their archers were causing as the enemy was wading through the water and seemed eager to close in the distance. Biting his lower lip, Koike noticed another mass of projectiles being launched into the air from the enemy's side. Commanding for the second time to form a shield wall, Koike would move to the same spot. Just before he could say anything to Katsu, from their left, loud laughter rang through the air. Only a glance was needed to realize who were at their left. "Agnarrs," Koike grumbled as the enemy arrows would rain on the shields. "Remember, stick close to me," Koike said to Katsu in a calm tone. The moment that the no arrows were raining on the shield formation, Koike would skid back and both gesture as shout for the troops to fall back. Pointing at the phalanx formation, he ordered them to move forward. While more laughter from a few units resonated through the air, the orders were followed and done in a professional and disciplined fashion.

Gesturing Katsu to come with him, Koike would walk away from the forming ranks of the men with shields. The enemies were attempting to move close but the volleys of the allied skirmishers and archers made their advance a costly one. "On my command, we are going to push them back into the river," Koike said towards Katsu, "It is going to be a back and forth push and attack. Make sure that Tanpo won't linger too long behind, okay?"

Nodding, Katsu followed Koike through the others. The young nin stared at the enemies in front of them as he listened. "Alright. I'm not sure if I'd be any good with pushing, but I could work as a mid-range support to help push back. Or would you like me to help push?" Just as he finished talking, he brought his left hand up to his lips, letting out a loud, high pitched whistle. Before much time had passed, Tanpo had arrived behind Katsu. "Tell me where you need us and we'll do our best."

"Okay, try to find Skuli! He should be up ahead. See if he has suffered any loss and how he is holding up," Koike instructed Katsu. He had to raise the volume of his voice as things were getting noiser around them. "Then come back here once you have a report from captain Skuli. I will be here." Nodding towards Katsu, Koike would turn to the front. The enemy that was close to climbing out of the water were wavering. The sight of formations of pikes, spears and shields wasn't a comforting one. With rains of arrows raining and mowing down more enemies, there wasn't yet an unified charge on the allied frontline.

"We'll only be a minute," Katsu said before gesturing Tanpo to follow him. He rushed out of the group from the front with the direwolf following not far behind. Soldiers with pikes were tightening and strengthening their formations for the inevitable push. Just ahead, Skuli's heavy infantrymen could be seen with their eager shields and weapons at the ready. Katsu looked around quickly but abruptly turned to Tanpo. "Can you pick up his scent?" The wolf changed directions, moving ever so slightly towards the left of the formation. As Katsu recognized the man as well, he broke into a sprint. "Captain Skuli!"

The large captain plucked an arrow out of his shield while shouting an order to his men. Upon Katsu closing in the length between him and the captain as well calling out to the captain, caused Skuli to look up to Katsu's direcion. A grin spread on the man's lips as he would then release a loud chuckle. "Ah yes, at your service. Good to see you still on your feet! But doubt you came here for a cup of tea, ahaa! What is it boy?" Skuli asked, sounding quite cheerful.

Katsu couldn't help but feel a bit lightened up by the captain's good mood, forgetting for a moment where he was. "The colonel wants to get a status report. Any casualties on your side?" he asked before quickly glancing around.

Skuli seemed to ponder about something. Shouts and screams could be heard as the enemy was finally massing a charge. "None. Their arrows did barely dent my shield. Tell the colonel that he shouldn't worry too much! Me and the boys will hold those stinking rats at bay!" Gripping a handaxe Skuli would nod towards Katsu. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I got to paint, ahahahaa!" The captain released a loud laughter before quickly moving to join the ranks of his men.

As Skuli joyfully returned to the front, Katsu stared for a moment before turning and quickly running back towards Koike. He could see that the pike formations had gotten more organized by the time he passed them again. As he reached the group, he moved next to his friend. "He says everyone's still alive," he said, shooting a glance at the riverfront. "He might just be enjoying himself so much that he hasn't noticed," he joked half-heartedly.

Spotting Katsu, Koike waited for his friend to report what he had discovered from Skuli's unit. Nodding Koike shifted his attention back at the front. The enemy came as a big wave, about to crash on their front lines. For a moment it would seem that they would sla through against the shield formations and pass the pikes. Yet the allied frontline held their ground as the sounds of battle almost overwhelmed any sound. Licking his lips Koike tried to get a good understanding of the situation. His right hand was itching to draw his blade and attempt to hack and drive their enemies away but in the midst of battle he wouldn't be able to deal out orders or receive them from Hayate. Pacing for a moment it was clear that the enemy had inferior equipment. Many were just wearing clothing and holding a simple spear, club or crude weapon. Against the likes of the equipment and skill of the allied forces, the enemy charge wasn't doing more than to waste numbers on their defenses.

"Gods be damned," Koike grumbled as the fighting didn't stop, even as the charge had been halted for a few minutes. "If this continues, they will tire us out. Bring word to Torrad to give supporting fire! I want to create an opening for the next step!"

Katsu nodded and shoved his way through the tightly woven formation all the way to the back. Tanpo came running around, catching up to the young nin just as another volley of arrows went flying. He walked around to the side to see if he could spot the captain. Locking his eyes onto the man, Katsu approached him. "Captain! Ko--lonel wants to push forward and make an opening. Can you give some support?"

The Sarutobi in command would turn towards Katsu, frowning for a moment. "We will. No worries!" There was a growing smile on Torrad's lips as he turned towards his men and started to dish out orders. The archers of the unit would halt their volley fire. Reforming their ranks, their rate of fire would soon be picked up but the arrows wouldn't be shot towards those wading through the water. Instead they would fly with a small arc over the allied front line into nearby enemies.

The young nin nodded before quickly making his way back down the hill, ducking as a reflex the first time he heard the arrows flying off the bows. He reached the side of his friend once more. "They've started," he relayed.

"That they have," Koike answered as he would keep his attention focused on the front rows. Arrows pelted enemies down by a dozen while those at the front lines managed to hold their ground. Beckoning Katsu to follow him, Koike would make way towards one of the pike units that was under his command. A group of Hon and Sarutobi were standing at the ready, shield and weapon in hand. The most surprising perhaps was the presence of a pack of direwolves. Most were easily the same size as Akumu but they were disciplined enough to leave the side of their company. A lieutenant saluted towards Koike and Katsu, signalling that he and his troops were ready. "Ready? Remember, we are going to send these bastards crawling back but stick close together!" Drawing one of his swords, Koike would turn towards the pike formation. The front rows of formation and pikes were holding the enemy at bay, revealing their inexperience on how to deal with rows of sharp steel trying to jab and pierce them. With the others readying up, Koike would take a deep breath in before shouting the command.

Smoother than they probably expected, the order was passed through and the pike formation would make way for the charging men and direwolves. Holding his shield in front of him, Koike slammed himself against an enemy, sending the man stumbling backwards. Those behind the stumbling foe were send reeling back by the sudden charge of men and beasts. Making use of the surprise and confusion, Koike managed to deliver a few quick thrusts before forced to use his shield to defend himself. Low growling resonated near him as Akumu managed to snatch a bite at the ankles of the man in front of Koike.

As the men started to push the enemy, Katsu followed shortly after Koike through the opening he'd made with the shield ram. He quickly came face to face with a man swinging a club down at him. He swiftly drew his swords to parry it with a low stature as Tanpo leapt over him at the man's throat, tearing it out. The skirmish had quickly gotten chaotic. He looked around to see if he could spot his friend.

A heavy blow was dealt against his shield sending a vibration running through his arm. Grunting Koike would press his shield fowards, against the foe at the other side while his sword slided over the rim. Piercing the man by his throat, Koike would yank out his weapon before pushing his opponent, chocking in his own blood, aside. The charge was quite effective and they were winning with almost ease ground back. The enemy were startled by the use and presence of the large direwolves. After kicking an attacker backwards Koike took a step backwards, allowing Akumu to lunge forwards. The black direwolf would manage to grab hold of a man's right arm and drag him downwards, causing the man to drop on his knees. "Now! Fall back! Gardo! Forwards!" Koike shouted as he would briefly moved forwards to stab an enemy in the stomach, as he was about to try to attack Akumu. On Koike's command, the men with the direwolves would slowly fall back fighting as the pike formation would slowly move forwards, taking over the fighting. Compliments and cheers were passed by the pikemen as they would take over the fighting.

Managing to get behind the formation and rows of pikemen, Koike looked around to see where Katsu was. Akumu, was standing and panting at Koike's left. Though the black fur made the stains of blood hard to spot, Koike could spot some wet spots. As more men and direwolves would form up in ranks at a small distance from the pike formation, Koike's heart skipped a beat. He still hadn't noticed Katsu nor Tanpo.

Katsu stumbled back as blood spurted into his eyes from a cut to his opponent's artery. As he tried to clear his vision, a man let out a loud cry with his axe swinging, but the cry soon turned into a gurgle as Tanpo leapt on and tore the man's throat out. As Katsu's vision came back to him, he noticed that his allies had fallen back behind the pikemen, with a thin layer of the enemy between them and him. Just as he was about to turn to push his way through, a long, wide sword came swinging from the side. The young nin tried to parry but could only block. The weight of the weapon sent Katsu stumbling onto his back. He rolled sideways to avoid the following blow, but couldn't get a proper footing when he scurried to his feet.

As his attacker tried another attempt, joined by one of his comrades, a row of pikes would be pushed forwards. Piercing and stabbing enemies across the line of the formation, one of the man at the front shouted towards Katsu to crawl back. Ordering the formation to keep pushing, the rows of sharp steel and wood would start to press the enemy back. The man who had instructed Katsu to crawl back, would whistle hard and loud as possible while holding his position.

With the pikes moving forward, Katsu took a moment to come to his senses. He looked at the man calling to him as Tanpo ran to his side, biting onto the cloth under Katsu's armor, trying to pull him. With the initial pull, Katsu crawled back under the shields and over to the other side, panting and out of breath. Tanpo let go of his clothes and nudged him to get him up. The young nin sat on his knees for a moment, trying to dry the crimson wet feeling from around his eyes.

Not a moment of reprieve was allowed as a large creature bumped into Katsu, emitting a low and soft growl. Almost playfully, Akumu would attempt to grab hold of Katsu and try to drag him. A moment later Koike's voice would be audible through the chaos around them. "Good to see you're still alive, brother!" Trying to seem cheerful, there was a worried expression present on Koike's features. Spotting no visible injury Koike offered a hand as he held his sword with his left hand, letting his shield hang at his back. "Come, we need to get ready to keep the line holding. Those bastards don't know what giving up means!"

Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Katsu looked up at his friend with a lighthearted smile before grasping his wrist to get up. He looked down at Akumu. "Thanks buddy." He turned back to Koike, nodding. "You got it. And, uh... sorry, I got a bit disoriented. I'll be more careful."

Koike just nodded, shrugging the apology off as if it hadn't made him worry. Walking past the formations of pikes and infantry fighting against their ill-equipped and trained enemy, Koike would be on the look out for somebody. They were near the place where the Agnarr had been but where met with a sight of the Agnarr falling slightly in line wih the other formations as the ground was littered with corpses of the enemy. A captain noticed Koike and Katsu. Walking up to them, the man spread his arms, still holding his sword and shield in his hands. "Ah, Colonel Koike! A true honor to receive you on this part of the 'woods'! Everything is going well, ain't it?"

"So far yes. Where is your colonel?" He asked, trying to make himself audible with the sound of battle nearby. The captain shrugged before answering. "No idea, sir. We are preparing to cut their numbers further down." Nodding Koike would turn around and walk back, Akumu emitting a low growl. "This is going too well. I don't trust this," he told Katsu, not hiding his worry. "Can't leave too far to get a good sight of how the fight is going. If you can try to get sight from the hill or get either Saki or Hayate. Inform them that this might be a decoy attack, to hold us in place! I will try to keep holding ground as long as possible."

Katsu bit on his thumb, clicking his tongue. "Don't do anything reckless while I'm gone," he said. "Tanpo! Stick with Akumu and Koike 'till I'm back. I'm leaving them in your care, alright?" The wolf grinned and barked happily to confirm. He weaved a couple of handsignals and pressed his hand on the ground.
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Saki Yamanaka


| Spc. Jounin | Konohagakure Team 6 member| Captain-Major of the Guardians | Second-in-command of the Tiger Claws |
[ Wolf Country - near the battle. ]


A short collab with Sketcher.

Summary:
Saki and her Tiger Claws get ready for battle and towards their position. As they wait for further orders or situations they need to act upon, Katsu appeared through their summoning technique. Having a small chat, the Uchiha takes his leave to rejoin Koike's side afterwards.

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She had risen up early. Much like any member of the Tiger Claws present in this campaign, she had prepared and readied both herself and her mount. Duion seemed to be as ever relaxed, almost as if today couldn't be their last. Hopefully, it would not be their last, Saki thought to herself as she would get moving. The unit of Tiger Claws assembled on their position before the majority of forces were on theirs. Even before the enemy had been sighted on the other side of the river. While feeling tense there was still a sort of relaxed atmosphere present within the Tiger Claws unit. Perhaps it was because they had managed to tackle and wipe out an enemy unit last time, without any casualties? Their gear and weapons had been of poor quality but there was no telling if the enemy army would wield the same piss poor armour and weaponry.

As the enemy would start to get moving Saki kept watching with a blank expression. If anything she wanted both to get stuck in there, trying to take the threat down and push their advance to a halt. At the same time, she wanted to get out of here. Watching how arrows from the allied ranks would pelt down many of the attackers, it didn't seem to do much. The enemy army was pouring from the treeline and hills from the other side of the river at them. If anything it made Saki quite uneasy. She did consider to use her sensory technique but the range from where she was stationed wouldn't allow her to sense further than the riverbed on the enemy's side of the river. There was some banter going on between the Tiger Claws behind her, on both the battle and what they were thinking of the enemy. Just as Saki wanted to send a Tiger Claw to send word to Hayate, to request if she was free to leave to scout or give ranged support to the frontline, a familiar sensation moved through her body. Did somebody try to summon himself to her? Allowing it, Saki would calmly wait for who it could be on top of Duion.

In a flash, Katsu appeared in front of the tiger, crouching with one hand on the ground. He looked up and flinched, seeing a tiger right in front of him. As he fell on his bottom from the scare, he saw Saki atop it. A relieved smile appeared on his lips. After a moment, he hurriedly spoke. "Ah! Koike sent me," he said, scurrying to his feet. "He said he suspects the engagement the 13th is in to be a decoy to keep them busy. He's continuing the engagement as we speak, but he might need to know for sure."

The large feline blinked once but didn't react much further to the sudde appearance of Katsu. Saki leaned a bit forward as tilting her head slightly to the side. The question on how things were going at the front was on her lips but Katsu beat her to it. Listening to what he said and then brought up made Saki click her tongue. "Could be a move to keep us occupied and focused. They got enough manpower to do so," Saki thought out loud as she threw a look at the direction from where still enemy were pouring out of the treeline and over the hills. There was no end to the scum, so far she could see. "Bad thing is that even from this place we can't see if the enemy is moving to another position or is holding back some of their forces for a flanking attack. And I can't just move without a good reason or order from Hayate." She explained further to Katsu. Judging by the blood but the fact he seemed unharmed made her suspect that he had seen some fighting but not sustained any wounds. "Only thing I can do is to request Hayate to scout one of the flanks to see if the enemy is moving forces to flank us. That is really all I can do at the moment," flashing an apologizing smile, Saki would gesture to one of her riders to get Hayate's approval or thougths on this matter. "How are you holding up?"

"Ah, you know... Chipper as ever," he said nervously. "There's still a lot left to do, so I can't really start complaining now, can I?" He let out a sigh before continuing. "I was also thinking... I'm already informed about the situation, and here. I can go around undetected as well as most, and if I find anything, or anyone, I could get a more detailed look more quickly thanks to my eyes." He paused for a moment before continuing. "Maybe I could go. If I find anything, I could get to Koike quickly as well." His voice had a hint of desperation seeping through as he spoke.

Listening to Katsu's suggestion, Saki's eyebrows formed a frown on her brow as an amused expression shifted on her features. "You are not even half bad at sneaking around but I doubt you will be allowed. Right now," Saki nodded towards the direction where the battle was taking place, "They are there. We are holding the line. At least, from what I can spot from here. If anything, you should leave the scouting and flanks to me and this gang," pointing over her shoulder, towards the idle Tiger Claws, Saki would nod towards Katsu. "Would get quite frustrating and boring if we are just here for the show. Nor would it be fair if you guys would keep all the fun for yourself."

"Oh well," Katsu said with a disappointed smile. "Then, I'll go to meet with Koike. Do you have anything you want me to relay to him?"

"Not getting killed? Or need me to get you both out of trouble. Even though I am a bit bored this is a good place to relax, you know?" Saki gestured with her left hand at the position her Tiger Claws were stationed. Her expression and tone became serious, though. "But really, watch out. Know that I will keep the flanks covered, so pay full attention to those mongrols at the front."

"Got it. It was nice seeing you. Keep safe!" Katsu weaved a couple of hand signs before placing his hand on the ground before disappearing.

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As Katsu would poof away, returning to the frontline of the battle Saki would release a soft sigh. Watching the ongoing clash she wondered if she and the Tiger Claws would be sitting on the damn hill all day. The enemy had it clearly difficult with breaching through the frontlines and Saki wondered for how long the enemy could keep up this charge. Shouldn't their morale plummet by seeing how much of their fellow soldiers had already been cut down? Clicking her tongue she was aware that she was getting restless. Which wasn't a good thing when needing to stay prepared for any new developments.

Gazing at the side directions there wasn't any visible threat, appearing to launch an attack on their flanks. Nothing that she should respond or worry about. Yet, she couldn't help but wonder what would come. If Koike already was suspecting something then Saki found it enough reason to be even sharper.

"Namiko, take a few riders and scan the crossing at the south," Saki ordered, her gaze still set upon the ongoing battle. "Don't engage anybody but you know how to signal with the horn." The Hon replied in an eager fashion as she would select a few Tiger Claws before riding off towards the location. "Yatori, you do the same. Go north."

Hearing how Yatori responded, though, in a more professional and neutral tone, he would lead a few of the Tiger Claws with him towards the north. There was some chance that the enemy could have send detachments to attempt a crossing south or north of the battle. Though both spots were rather narrow and Saki had her doubts that the enemy would utilise them. Then again, it wouldn't hurt to be certain that they had some eyes there. Some movement then caught her attention. A small group was moving among the position of the reserve forces. Narrowing her eyes, Saki spotted a familiar figure at the head of the small moving unit.

Whistling softly she would observe the movement of the small group that were Guardians, led by Hideki. "Not getting lost, are we?" Saki decided to shout out, her tone conveying that she was somewhat amused to spot Hideki and the troop of Guardians. "Or did you come to also admire the view from here?"
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A collab between Inzane and Roran Hawkins
Konohagakure Training Facility

Madoc and Kensuke talk about the future of the team and its recent past, and come to a startling conclusion.
Kensuke led Madoc through the silent woods for a long, awkward and silent five minute walk where neither of them broke the silence. Eventually they reached another exit of the arena which Kensuke opened with a key he produced from one of his pockets. The gate swung open without a hitch on well-maintained hinges, and the jounin waited for Madoc to leave the arena. Once outside they walked through a few corridors when kensuke stopped at a couple of benches and tables where he invited Madoc to sit with a wave of his arm. "So," He began once he sat down himself. "What do you think of the team so far?"

They walked rather awkwardly for five minutes leading the young male to wonder where this man was leading him and why it had to be this far away. Yet nothing just walking and eventually they came to an exit in which kensuke opened the gate. Walking out of the area he followed him through some corridors before Kensuke made them stop and motioned for him to sit on a bench. Sighing a bit he would humor the man and sit down folding his arm in which the the first question came out of his mouth was meet with an instant response. "A broken mess. I've know them for literally less than ten minutes and I can tell just by looking to not trust them to be in a room, alone, with sharp objects. Meilin seems pretty nice though. Don't see why some would label her a missing-nin for getting a job done." Madoc would tell the man raising an eyebrow wondering when he was going to get to the heart of the matter. Five minutes of walking better not have been just for simple questions.

"That's a fair assessment." He said, nodding in agreement. "I'll be honest with you. The wreck this team is right now is the result of our past two missions. I'm mostly responsible for that, but Iem sure you're intelligent enough to know the world isn't all black and white." Kensuke paused, rubbing his chin. "Currently three other instances of me are having a similar conversation with the rest of this team in different locations to get to the bottom of the team's problems and get rid of them. Since you're new, all I can do is inform you of the state of things and answer any questions you might have about us." He said. He then leaned back on the bench, stretching his legs under the table.

"Let's start with Meilin being considered a rogue shinobi. During our last mission Meilin held control over the team while in lands of the Blackroot and Sarutobi clans. At one point where she met a local magnate she instructed us to wait she did not return, having departed with local soldiery on her own. By law that would make her a missing nin. But of course, things aren't just black and white, and as you already noticed, Meilin is still in this team. She did a commendable job aiding the locals and eventually succeeded in saving two of her abducted siblings after the rest of the team was sent back here."

"Well you are the Jounin of the team." Madoc stated plainly as he listened to the man speak and then begin getting to the heart of the matter. Starting with Meilin and the subject around her almost being labeled a rogue. Yet Madoc already knew all this, well knew about the situation, not the little details about the mission itself. "She gave me a short summary yes. However she also told me that she told you guys to wait for her. If she was in control at the moment I think she would be allowed to tell you guys to wait for her. It also seems you all chose not to wait. If an order is to wait, then you wait. You didn't take charge earlier so why take charge then? I know a little bit about what happened so do explain the situation a bit better. Like why she gained control in the first place." he said concluding his part. A thought entering his mind but leaving as he unfolded his arms, resting the right arm on the table and propping his head on his palm.

"Alright. During our mission we found ourselves deep in Blackroot lands, the Cursed Woods. We intended to help them fight the Zealots, who we had been fighting on our previous mission as well. Meilin has personal reasons to fight the Zealots, as her family's been abducted by them, just like many others. Long story short was that the Blackroot didn't trust me enough to fight alongside them, but they did trust Meilin. She used that to pressure me, and eventually I gave in, since I knew that there was a chance that her family could have been brought here, and I didn't want to take that away from her. It may not have been a good idea, but at the time it seemed like it was. Either way, we ended up in Oakrath where Meilin thus left us behind, telling us to wait. It appears that she'd been telling people that she did eventually return, but a shadow clone of mine remained at the location for the rest of the day until it ran out of chakra. Meilin never returned there, so much was clear. She left the team willingly and knowingly for reasons she knows best. So we ended up visiting Lady Ragnhild, a prominent local councilmember who received us without demur. We informed her of our situation where she appeared to be equally confused about Meilin's movements, until Kyoi dropped that that would make her a missing nin, a rogue shinobi by law. A bit precarious and unfortunate given the location, but given that she had only joined us an hour earlier, not an unreasonable assessment. And so we ended up being sent back here." Kensuke paused after his long story, slightly surprised by the length of it.

"How's that?"

Well first off he didn't like when people made a long story short. To him that was leaving out details. Yet he humored the man and would listen to what he said, blackroots didn't trust him which made him wonder why. Always a reason to these things. He then basically stated that since they trusted Meilin thats she forced him to listen to her. Although he would sugarcoat it saying it was for her family and he didn't wish to take that way from her. A nice thought and gesture but not one he believed quite yet. He knew every side of the story would be different as such when he said he had a shadow clone waiting for her to return which she seemingly never did. Then a story that both told was true in Kyoi labeling Meilin a missing-nin, yet in the end they were sent back here. After he concluded he rubbed his forehead a bit on where to begin.

"First things first. I don't like the whole long story short comments. We aren't out on a mission and thus don't need to keep things short. Second. Why did they distrust you? The blackroots that is. I know they are wary of outsiders but even still unless you offended them, most are willing to hear people out. As for you leaving a shadow clone behind well.... I can't say who's lying to me in that point, so until then I'll just say things were done in the heat of the moment. Finally for you getting sent back well I can see why. If Meilin was helping these people, and Kyoi drops something like that to someone from her own culture. Well hate to say it, but anyone would get upset and send you home. So can you answer why the Blackroots distrusted you?"
Madoc's file had failed to mention what an analytical thinker the teenager was. Thorough and depressingly precise. A very handy skill for a shinobi, and a terrible trait for a person. Kensuke had his share of those traits. The fact that Kensuke felt anger and frustration flare up with every point the boy made only further underlined his previous thought. Madoc made sense, which was why it frustrated him. So he counted to five, a conversational tactic that'd brought him some merit now and then, if he remembered to use it.

"I'm not entirely sure. I'm pretty sure it had to do with the fact that I don't know them very well. I was sent because I knew how to fight the zealots. Meilin, as a Cho knew far more about them than I did. In hindsight it's easy to say that we didn't talk about that enough for me to make a good impression. That aside, he'll have recognised my name and its implications. The Hon have warred with the Nimatsu in times past, and we aren't exactly popular amongst them and their friends."
As he spoke again Madoc would nod his head realizing he would have to be direct with this man. "Well the key thing there is you warred with the Hon not Sarutobi or the factions of the Sarutobi. Sure I understand your name may not be well liked by the Hon, Sarutobi, even Cho possibly. Yet people listen even when they have a dislike towards someone. After all your clones are talking with the others correct? Some show signs of disliking you and they are listening right? Yet I feel I have to be direct with you. So I mean no offense by this but were you ignorant to their culture? The Blackroots that is? Not saying you were but I've known people that will judge based on rumors alone. Some of these directed at me simply based on my eye color. So were you less considerate to their culture than you could have?"

He tilted his head at the young man in front of him, eyes narrowing slightly. It felt like he was pushing for that single answer. A confession of guilt that he had not cared about their culture and aspects. He wondered why Madoc seemed so bent on receiving an answer, but he couldn't figure out why. It frustrated him more than the new member's attitude altogether. He could deal with annoying habits, but he seemed to have an ulterior motive that Kensuke couldn't trace. It made him wary about sharing more information. Then again, it'd been his point to be honest. So he would be honest. "I am ignorant about many cultures, and theirs is no exception. I'd be lying if I said I knew much about them. They go great lengths to keep it that way too. So yes, if that's what you want to hear, I should have thought more about being considerate about their culture." He replied. "Now what are you getting to?" Kensuke then asked.

There was the answer he wanted and it lined up as well. Madoc smiled a bit at his honesty and would stop leaning on his arm, giving Kensuke a bit more of his attention now. "They go to lengths for reasons I'm sure they would explain if asked polietly. Yet the reason I asked quite aggressivly is that you are a jounin Kensuke. As the jounin of the team, we look to you for guidance. You are suppose to be the one telling us to bite our tongues, NOT the other way around. Why do you think Meilin got along so well with them? Cause she's pretty? No she knew how to approach them as they are part of her culture. Cultures are a very important thing in life, it defines who everyone is. Some don't really have a culture and thats fine, yet you can't expect to get results when you throw someones pride to the ground.So in my honest opinion, this would be why Meilin was able to take control of the team so easily. Maybe also why she chose to leave you guys behind as you said she did. Don't be afraid to ask questions to those that may have some influence in a particular area you aren't familiar with."

Madoc stated as he would fumble around with his pendant again as he locked eyes with Kensuke. "So now it's up to you from this point on if this team recovers and flourishes. Or if it sinks. I'll be honest with you, I won't be dying for a doomed team, so currently until I see everyone being less likely to start sliting throats. I don't see myself putting my all into this. Yet should you ask, I will consider trying."

"People must really like you." He said. "But yes, I understand your points, although I wonder where you get your information and why you feel the need to made them. You didn't get to talk with Meilin for that long." Kensuke paused and let out a deep, deflated sigh. "For all that matters, I am trying to glue the pieces back together, if only because my superiors are not really giving me another option. And-" He said, suddenly turning a lot more serious, looking Madoc dead in the eyes. "Noone dies in my team. I may be a terrible person, but that's one thing you may be certain of."

"Not really, but I'm used to it. As for how I got it? Shes a rather honest person if you just talk. Didn't really hold back on how she felt. I'm just trying in my own way to help fix this team. Don't worry I can tell the others what I think of them as well. I'm not one to hold back." Madoc stated and gave him a smile when he said no one dies in his team. "That so? I wouldn't say you are terrible sensei. Just a tad head strong, everyone is though in their own way. Like I am in pressuring people." Madoc said as he held his hand out. "Yet if this team survives then I look forward to working with you."

"Eh, well. We can use all the help we can get, there's no denying that." He said and shrugged. Kensuke, headstrong? Yes, that was frighteningly correct. Hisoka and Zakito knew all about that. "But yes, I think I can get used working with you as well." Kensuke replied and shook Madoc's hand. "Now, the others should be about done by now and this concludes the training. I'm not sure yet when the next occurs, but I'll send you a note beforehand. The clone then stood up and bowed before dispelling itself.
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Wolf country,
The First Battle!

At the front lines,
Satoshi's unit, at the left side of the Allied frontline.

A collab between Inzane, Frost, MelanchyBoi, Jason, Glitchybugger and Gerontis.

Summary:
The first battle wroten from the perspective of the left side of the battle where Satoshi and a part of his forces are located. Determined to hold their ground, the various characters are facing with a grim opposition that will test their mettle and cooperation in a test of life and death.


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The day had arrived. The plans for the battle had been made and now with the enemy arriving, it came down to the allied force to execute the orders and plans. In his tent Satoshi had enjoyed some solitude and peace while gearing up for the coming battle. He even had woken up earlier to make a small sacrifice to Akemi, praying to be allowed to survive this battle and campaign. To be allowed to return home eventually to his wife and child. To not fail and bring dishonor on his clan and nation. Once done he would venture out of his tent and make way towards where the front of the battle would take place. The unit under his direct command would start to make way in large groups and for a moment Satoshi wondered how Miu would be doing. There was still some worry if it was a wise decision to have the young Sanosuke still keep the position of sergeant. Then again, she hadn't done much to give him reason to take it away from her. Spotting Imperial and Republican troops being ready and making way towards their position, Satoshi bit his lower lip. The morale of his force wasn't as high as the Imperials or Republican forces. When last night sounds from the other camps had pierced the tranquility, Satoshi had taken sight from the edge of his camp to spot what could drive them. Was it their gods and traditions that made them eager for such an unfair battle? Or was it that they believed more than he or some of his officers did in a victory? Considering the last thought Satoshi would steel and harden himself. Carrying himself with pride, he would take place in front of his unit, staring at the sight of the enemy horde.

Remembering the reports and tales of the first encounter with their enemy, it seemed that they looked indeed most savage. It was hard to spot a lot of details from the distance that existed between them but there was no visible disciplined formation or ranks. Not that he could spot them. When a majority of the visible horde knelt and started to chant something, the hair on Satoshi's neck started to rise. Squinting his eyes he tried to spot something that could perhaps make him understand what was going on. Failing to do so caused the commander to grit his teeth. Turning towards his troops, he remained silent. The majority was already in place but a few more groups were jogging towards their positions as loud cheering and shouts could be heard from the place where the Imperial brigade, that carried the number 13, was located. Still remaining silent, Satoshi gazed at his troops.

Miu had actually woken up rather early, pretty restless with what today had in store for them. Today was the day when this war would actually begin. Yet here she was in a position where she had been in charge of a group of brave men and women and the odds she would see most of them when all was said and done was staggeringly low. She was so new to this that she had to have one of the female veterans help her get her gear on. In fact most of her group was awake nice and early, granted it had to do a bit with Miu's orders yet none the less she had them assemble, each with a cup in hand filled with some of the hard stuff, this Bloody Victory someone managed to acquire. She would look at them and give them a stern look before speaking. "I want to tell you all that, despite my lack of experience none of you have ever truly gotten out of line and I appreciate that to the bottom of my heart. Which is why, right here, right now we are all making a vow! This drink will be a toast to that vow. A vow to live throughout this hell and be able to properly drink after its all said and done!" Miu said holding her drink up to which got her some cheers as they mimicked her gesture and all of them down the drink, with Miu coughing at the strong flavor, causing the other soldiers to laugh a bit.

As time went on with her in the front, her group would arrive on the scene with Miu going wide eyed. "Holy shit...." she muttered looking at them just head right into volley after volley.... then they knelt and started chanting. What were they planning on doing? Just what on earth were these people? Miu would wonder as she would gaze at Satoshi and give him a smile and tapped her axe on her shield. She couldn't help but be amazed at the Imperial brigade. What crazy sons of bitches got this excited for a battle where they were in a disadvantage?

Niji had been up bright and early and gotten some exercise in to fight off the cold before she armed up with armour to match the rest of the unit, plucked a spear from the weapon racks and joined the rest of the unit once they had assembled, although she wasn't keen on the drink that was spread around the unit whom had gathered early. Whilst Miu gave her speech Niji looked at the cup in her hand slightly anxiously and then began glancing at the others of the unit who had shown up as early as she had, did she have to drink it? Would the others mock her for not drinking? Before she even put much thought into it the rest of the unit was cheering in response to Miu's small speech and they drank, giving her little time to actually do anything but follow the actions of the others and drinking as well. The flavour of it left a lot to be desired as she had to put effort into not wretching and then stifling a small bout of coughing with a hand, hopefully going more or less unseen by the rest of the unit, she would've asked herself what kind of people actually enjoy stuff like this but she was surrounded by them so the question was answered before it was even asked.

The morning had a remarkable chill in the air as the enemy force lingered on the other side of the river, seeing the enemy practically a stone's throw away was somewhat unnerving but this was the point of setting up on this side of the river. Probably just like the rest of the allied forces, the fact that the enemy had stopped and began to chant whilst hooded figures stepped to the front with a different style of soldier who looked to be a higher "class" of troop. Stealing a glance towards others of the unit and the army in general, it seemed obvious that the enemy was preparing to do something, what that something was though was a whole other issue but Niji had a really bad feeling about what was likely to come next.

Mizuchi had risen early, mostly due to nerves about the upcoming battle. While she'd seen combat before, the Chuunin still felt a little uneasy before going into battle. Having sent a prayer to Akemi, asking to be allowed to survive this battle, as well for the health of Yumeji and Yuuta. After that, she armed up for the upcoming battle. Wearing her usual armor, Mizuchi also had a spear and shield with her today. The Katana sheathed at her hip wouldn't be of as much use in formation. Soon after the girl met up with the rest of her unit, regarding the soldiers and few familiar faces. After the Sanosuke finished, as soldiers around cheered and drank, Mizuchi found herself taking a drink as well. It was strong stuff, and the flavor certainly had nothing on some of the drinks back home, but she found that she didn't mind it too much either.

Standing at the front, Mizuchi regarded their enemy carefully. Watching as they charged into volley after volley of arrows, did they have no regard for their own lives? That'd either make them more dangerous, or stupid. Though she wasn't confident that it was them being stupid. When they knelt and started chanting, her eyes went wide and she felt a small hint of fear in her gut. The odd looking troops, clearly higher class, struck her as odd. She couldn't help but start expecting one of those... things to suddenly burst onto the scene. The Hojo tightened her grip on the spear, looking at those on either side of her. She only recognized the girl to her right... Niji? Not that it mattered right now. Turning her attention back to the scene before her, she watched the Imperial Brigade. Getting excited for a battle at which they were in a disadvantage, something she had to admit struck her as a bit silly. Taking a deep breath, Mizuchi called herself and tried to prepare for what would come next.

Kenshin had woken early, disappointed that he had not been given a dream. His mind had not been at ease since had awoken, he tried doing shorts laps, but would shortly stop believing that he had to conserve his energy. The boy took his time with a lot of things knowing it could be the last time he would do them, the last time to taste the porridge, the last time to stroll around, even the last time to look at all the faces, the grizzled, the scared, the babied, the experienced. He noticed a few familiar faces, but all he did was take some time to study them, from a bent nose to a deep wrinkle, it helped ease his mind for awhile.

Present at the captain's speech the boy felt he may have had her out all wrong, the words she used revealed more of sensitive side and Kenshin felt them move his heart. Looking around everybody had a cup, even him, the smell was strong when Kenshin lifted the cup to his lips. Just sip would make the young lad screw his face, shaking his head in disgust, he doubted he would finish it. Luckily one of the older and more experienced soldiers took pity on the boy and gestured him to pour the so-called "good stuff" into his cup. Pouring liquid into the man's cup man would smile and pat Kenshin on the back.

Kenshin stood at the front, the air was chilly, maybe the spirits of war had their own battles, and this war was just interfering with theirs. He had his pike ready and bokken on his side, he had few odd looks, but he didn't care, he felt no pressure from the looks of his comrades but from the chanting of the heavily built enemy, chanting, even on their knees they lost no intimidation. The Hishima boys hands were clammy and he felt stuffy in his well-fitted armor, he would poke his head out trying to find a safety blanket but what good was it, he wouldn't be able to go to them. He saw Niji Yakei, and the albino lady, quickly drawing his head back in the boy stood straight and tried to relax, think of his best friend, Kenshin would quietly whisper his prayers to Akemi.

"Shit shit shit shit shit" Toshi said into the tent as he pulled his jacket on and knelt down to ensure his shoes weren't on the wrong feet. He stood up quickly, his head spinning as he did, reaching out an arm to steady himself he pushed for the tents entrance, being sure to blow out the lantern when he left. He opened the flaps and stepped into the snowy day. Immediately the bite of the cold air brought him entirely to his senses. The new jolt of energy moving Toshi forward he began to jog through the camp, there weren't many people left around, just camp followers and the few odd men left back to guard the camp, 'But if they get here it's not like we have much of a chance of winning' he thought as he jogged past a row of sitting soldiers. Turning a corner Toshi found himself no longer surrounded by tents but instead gazing upon the field and river that would soon be the site of their battle, he stopped in his tracks as he stared upon the enemy force, "No fucking way..." he said in awe of the sight.

With his brief moment of amazement gone he began to jog toward the front of the group. Arriving just in time to miss the toast Toshi simply laughed an awkward laugh hoping that no one had seen he was late and began to push his way toward the front of their squad as he tried to find Miu. He spotted the girl shortly after, kitted up in some fancy looking chainmail he almost passed right by her. He stopped to catch his breath as he walked up to her from behind and tapped her on the shoulder, "I think I---" he cut himself off as he looked at the soldiers around him before peering down at his empty hands, "Was I supposed to grab a spear?" he asked sheepishly, "If I was supposed to grab a spear nobody told me..." he said to Miu while he stared out at the enemy before them.

The allied forces were rallying as the enemy seemed to continue their prayers. Throwing once more a look at the enemy, Satoshi felt his heart sinking. There were so many of them, compared to the allied force. Another cheer of the nearby 13th Imperial Akinian brigade caused Satoshi's features to harden. Turning to his own troops Satoshi cast a stern look, keeping his head up high. "Troops of the Lightning Country! Men and women of the North, hear me!" Satoshi shouted, not just wanting to reach out to the unit that he was commanding but the various troop and formations nearby. He placed a fist at his chest as he would continue. "I know what you're feeling! I have felt the same feeling before. A hundred times. Maybe even a thousand times! The sight of such odds. The idea of being soon in battle. It causes both veterans and rookies to piss themselves. Shit themselves. I have even once seen a man both pissing and shitting himself before a battle took place!"

Some of the troops laughed but many weren't that cheered up by the words or attempt of their commander. He had their attention but their spirits weren't lifted yet. "No battlefield smells clean. This one? Won't either, so don't worry about dirtying your breeches. Nobody will give a damn, I promise that much. Now, some of you have fought against these bastards before. Saw and made them bleed. Struck them down! They are human and they bleed as easily as I or you do! I say that they only need to learn what happens when you mess with the North!" Clenching his right hand into a fist, Satoshi pumped it into the air. "For the North!"

A chant would begin, repeating the last three words of Satoshi's speech. A lot already followed the phrase with a fist up, weapon or shield into the air. Soon it became a chant that spreaded among the Lightning country forces. Some even started to bang their weapon against their shield or the end of their polearm on the snowy ground. Satoshi would slowly stop as his troops continued. He wasn't certain if their morale had increased but it was comforting that they wouldn't just turn their back on a fight! Turning towards the enemy, they were advancing in a rapid pace. As he noticed they were running towards the river, wanting to cross and wade through the shallow part to get to them, Satoshi would signal to his own archers to start unleashing their volleys. The other allied archers also started to unleash deadly hails of arrows, taking down many of the ill-equipped foes. Men would be falling or tripping down, never to rise up. But their comrades seemed to care little. Running over their wounded and dying comrades, shouting and screaming at the allied frontline.

"Shields in front! Now! Pikes and spears behind! Form up, quickly!" Satoshi shouted as he would move into the rows. He actually noticed Toshi but the boy wasn't carrying any arms. Staring at the boy as the troops around them started to move, Satoshi grunted. Pulling out a short sword, he pushed it into Toshi's hand. "I forbid you to die today, Toshi." The commander almost sneered with a stern tone before he would continue to walk as men with shields would form up the first rows. Just as Satoshi reached the back rows of the battle formation he heard various shouts from their right. The 13th were forming up formations to protect themselves against projectiles. "Arrows!" He shouted, as his soldiers would attempt to use their shields to protect themselves. Yet as enemy arrows rained down upon them, some cries of pain and agony pierced the air. Not all were equipped with a shield and those not lucky enough with chainmail found themselves having an arrow pierce through their gambeson or clothing. Satoshi even felt something hit his shoulder. Grunting, his left hand would wrap around the shaft of the arrow stuck, not having able to penetrate his armour. Pulling out the arrow, Satoshi would draw his sword afterwards.

"Prepare for battle!"
It was if the enemy was nothing more than a wild wave of the sea, bashing against the beach. In large numbers they waded through the shallow part of the river, charging at their lines.

Her train of thought was taken from her when a tap on her shoulder caused her to turn around and see Toshi. He wasn't there for the toast but considering he had the 'Oh shit I'm late' look, she could forgive him for that much. So offering him a smile, she was about to pat him on the shoulder when he said he forgot his weapon. Her smile faded into a blank look as she gazed at the enemy. "Umm... Maybe you can... shit." she was going to suggest quickly running back to get his weapon but people were forming up behind him kind of making that impossible. Before she could think of what to do the commander started a short little speech to get them going, which she would have loved to cheer too, but at the same time her ally brought nothing but his fists and she actually didn't hate him. She didn't feel like cheering for him to get stabbed. Yet Satoshi would make her breath in relief as he handed Toshi a short sword. "Well try to stay close to people with shield then Baker boy." She said giving him a smile as she started moving to the front for her position when she heard the word 'Arrows' ring out. It was kind of an instinct to grab Toshi pulling him closer and holding the shield abover their heads as arrows rained from the sky. She could hear the screams of the unlucky ones and felt some arrows hit her chainmail, stopping most of what would have been some serious damage.

When the hail ended she pulled away giving him a nod before moving quickly to the front where she readied her shield at the approaching wave of savage looking men. Standing her ground she bashed her axe off her shield as several others were doing to get themselves pumped up and then the collision happened. The force slammed into her and she could feel her one leg tremble, yet the man behind her helped her hold her position and would shove his spear forward into the unarmoured man's stomach, which was when Miu raied and lowered her axe into his neck. She had to yank it out of his neck and go right back on the defensive as not even a second later someone else took his place in a second. It was also a good thing for the chainmail as she was a bit late on the defense and felt something attempt to stab through her chest but the chainmail slowed most of that from happening. Yet in retaliation, she would swing her axe and almost ended up puking when her axe cleaved off part of his face, showing quite a bit of the facial region's bone. Yet when he dropped another took his place, causing her to mentally sigh. How many of them were there again?

All this talk of pissing and shitting breeches directed Kenshin's eyes to the lightly snowed ground, hunting for yellow snow and small brown logs. It was by shaking his head that the boy hoped to push all distractions away from him. While others laughed, the boy didn't crack a smile, this was more than a joke to him, not to mention that he was scared, scared to die, and scared to disappoint. The banging of the Pikes and shields sent a rush of energy to Kenshin, it reminded him of the time Abe Tanaka and he tried coffee for that one time. Before he knew the bottom of Kenshin's pike was punching the ground, his voice getting louder as he chanted "For The North".

The enemy arrow launch was like bloody rain, as the tips began to direct themselves Kenshin would hear a raspy voice wheeze, "I've shit me breeches". Before Kenshin even had a chance to react, the arrows hit, he could hear the whooshing sound of an arrow zooming past him, and after that, a female scream, some punctured and some hit off their armor, making "ting" sounds Kenshin drew quick breaths to help him, now was not the time to fuck up, everything was on the line now. "Now boy, now, send him to maggots", the man in front shouted, his shield raised, holding the line. Kenshin clenched his pike, and rammed it into the neck of the enemy, he heard the gurgle of the enemy soldier,The traces of blood spat upon his white hair. Kenshin's left leg trembled as his small body could not handle the adrenaline rush, he had just taken his first life and did not know how to feel about it, his hands went clammy, his armor grew dirtier every second the color palette, shit brown, and crimson red. "Pull it out you fucking c-" Kenshin blocked him out, yanking the pike, he struggled, but managed to pull it out, he smelt the blood and something else, it was then made clear, the man in front had shit himself, the liquid brown feces on Kenshin's leg and feet. It wouldn't be long before Kenshin's pike struck again.

The bloody battle began far sooner than Niji had expected. The sudden onslaught of waves of bodies upon the metaphorical shore that was the allied defensive line, accompanied by the arrows raining from above, almost caught her off guard if she hadn't been stood there ready for war the entire time. It took a matter of moments of stabbing and jabbing at those who tried to get past the shield wall before the man before her suffered a serious injury, one of the madness-driven men of the opposing force trying to tear a chunk out of the neck of the soldier in front of her, all she could hear was his terrified screams at this point as he began to crumble beneath the man at his throat.
So she moved swiftly, all but roaring in rage at the nameless man as she drove her spear through him and forced him off of the soldier who was acting as part of the wall keeping the maddened tide back, she followed up with pushing harder and forcing a small space out into the enemy forces which gave her time to grab and heft up the shield that was previously used by the soldier before her, taking up his sword as well. "Pick up a spear or run." She didn't even look behind herself as she spoke to him, shield up and sword at the ready, glancing to Mizuchi, the white-haired woman who was previously next to her. "Get them for me, I'll keep them at bay."
Now, Niji wasn't quite sure what she was thinking as she stood there and assisted in holding back the swarm of enemies, especially considering how her entire body was trembling from the situation. But she wasn't sure if that was adrenaline from the fight, fear of the enemy or pure relief at seriously trying to kill someone after all her time spent holding off from killing, it felt like a bizarre mix of all three and that was likely scarier than the war was at the moment as she began to block attacks and hack at those before her. They're triyng to kill you, so you have to kill them, there's nothing else to think about. You've been good and abstained from killing anything for long enough, if you don't fight to your fullest someone could die... It could be you if you're not careful. Was what ran through her mind the entire time she was stood there, she had refrained from killing for a long time, but she had no choice in this matter, war was war and it required blood to be spilt one way or another. Better to go with the way that kept her alive.

Oddly enough though this absurd behavoir, wanton violence for the sake of it, started to feel good. Were she a different person she might really enjoy it.

Giving the commander her full attention as he spoke, Mizuchi wondered if he believed in everything he was saying. Still, his words did inspire some level of confidence in her. She soon found herself pounding her weapon against her small shield. "For the North!" She echoed, getting ready to battle the bastards before her. Focusing in on the enemy, she found herself almost calmer at the moment. She'd trained to be a soldier all her life, she knew what she had to do.

It would not be long before the quiet was blown away by the oncoming storm. As the enemy charged, Mizuchi gripped her spear tighter and moved to a better position to stab between the shields. Overhead, a cloud of death flew into the enemy formation as archers fired upon the charging foe. However, the enemy's own archers soon answered in kind as arrows rained from the sky. The girl grunted for a moment, as an arrow glanced off her armor. However all around she could hear the pained yells of those who had been struck. As the enemy slammed into their unit, a tidal force of bodies, the Chuunin raised her weapon and jabbed out at any opponents coming near thode in front of her. One man charged the soldier before her, a grizzled veteran from the looks of it, attempting to cleave his head with an axe. The poor bastard soon found a spear jammed into his chest before being slammed back by a shield. Spitting blood from his wound, the opponent fell back and another stumbled in their charge, only to find death at the hands of the man to Mizuchi's left. To her right she heard a scream, and looked over just in time to see Niji taking the place of a fallen opponent and saying something. Partway through, a spear would lash out past Niji and slam into another charging man. The Hojo girl pulled her weapon back and simply nodded towards Niji. Keeping her attention ahead, Mizuchi used the reach of her weapon to try to keep as many men back from their section of the wall as she could. Shed make it through this, surely.

Listening to Satoshi's speech wasn't exactly the moral boost Toshi had been hoping for, 'Shitting ourselves? Seriously? That's supposed to make us feel confident?' he thought to himself as he sighed. The Commander was amazing, it was well known, but his oratory skills could use some serious work. He turned his attention back to Miu, who seemed to be at a loss for words at his earlier comment, it wasn't that he was unarmed he just hadn't grabbed a spear. Before he could let Miu know that he in fact had more weapons on him than were likely in their formation the Commander shoved a sword into his hands, with a kirt comment about not dying, Toshi nodded his head and replied, "Far too early for me to die Commander." he managed out as Satoshi made his way to somewhere else within the formation. At Miu's suggestion to stay close to those with a shield Toshi gave her a nod in agreement, "Probably a go--" his words cut off as the warning of arrows was called out, Toshi found himself being pressed against Miu as she held her shield above them, the cries of those not as lucky as them rang out around the Allied army but it wasn't anything that he had time to worry about as the enemy began to make land fall on their side of the river. Following Miu's advice he kept close behind her, she did afterall have a shield.

To call a battle of this scale chaotic would have been wrong. It was planned, choreographed even, on the larger scale of things, at least for the Allied side. On the enemies side Toshi wasn't sure there was any real plan past charging wall after wall of bodies to slowly eat away at them, "It's goddamn suicide..." he said aloud as he watched the enemy being taken down by arrows in the river, and spears on the shore. But it wasn't all for naught, there were Allied soldiers fighting and dying, not every attack met its mark, and those misses left openings for the enemy to take out one of their own which counted for far more than one of theirs. Toshi continued to stand behind the man that was backing Miu up with his spear, ready to assist if needed, even witnessing Miu cleave a mans face clean off and catching a small amount of blood on his face as he stared in awe at the violence in front of him, 'Oh fuck.' he thought as it finally dawned on him what the hell he had gotten himself into.
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Wolf country.
At the river battle between the unknown hostile force and the allied force.

A collab between Icy, Lesli and Gerontis.

Summary:
Hideki and Saki have a small exchange on the battle as about the two nearby crossings. On Saki's advise, Hideki decides to reinforce the few Tiger Claws near the northern crossing. Only as things seem peaceful, it rapidly changes to a fight a intense as where the bulk of the allied force is located.



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Whistling softly she would observe the movement of the small group that were Guardians, led by Hideki. "Not getting lost, are we?" Saki decided to shout out, her tone conveying that she was somewhat amused to spot Hideki and the troop of Guardians. "Or did you come to also admire the view from here?"

"If only," Hideki replied, somewhat ruefully. "How's the situation over here? Any butterflies making the rounds?" He could sense Kaito and some of the Guardians eyeing the beast Saki was seated astride with wary glances. Hideki felt a bit of trepidation himself — he'd never been much good with animals exceeding Noru's size, which was hardly an impressive quality.

Deciding to dismount, Saki would puff softly before replying back. "I wish. Would give me something to watch other than the turmoil at the riverbanks." Shooting a curious look at the small band of Guardians, Saki would shift her attention back on Hideki. "What about you? Deciding to go for a stroll? You're too late for our picknick, though. We held that almost a hour ago." She tried to joke, even casting a smile. Yet with the thoughts shooting through her mind and doing anything but making her less restless, Saki decided to add something. "Or are you and your lot the bringers of bad news?"

Taking a few steps forward, Hideki pushed a few locks of hair away from his eye and turned to survey the battle raging down by the river — screams and shouts rose like a tattoo of drums. Maybe it was just a product of his imagination, but the taste of iron in his mouth was undeniable. "Neither I'm afraid. Intuition told us to take up position here," he said, blushing at the mention of 'intuition'. Hardly the most capable commander along with Kaito, was he? "No sign of the enemy from the flanks?"

Slightly the blonde eyebrows of Saki rose by hearing the reasoning of Hideki taking a new position. She decided to not question or joke about it. Certainly not when he was in the presence of people he was meant to command and lead around. "No sign yet. I send a couple of riders to check the northern and southern crossings. I doubt that there will be any enemies moving from those places as there isn't much room to move a large force. Though," she tried to sound calm about it as she continued, "Katsu did report in that Koike was worried about that the massive attack is just a decoy. To pinpoint most of our attention and forces and leave our flanks open for an attack. Already asked permission from Hayate if I have free movement to redeploy to the crossings and keep a watch there but haven't gotten an answer back."

Hideki mulled over Saki's words, biting his lip. "A decoy, eh? It's possible, although..." He turned and scanned the disorderly mob of the enemy as they engaged the 13th Brigade, the clashing of iron and steel sending sparks biting into the air. "They don't strike me as the most organised of armies — but maybe that's part of the deception. Would you advice us to scout the area? As of now, our hands are rather free."

Considering something Saki threw a look in the direction of where Yatori had went. "I suppose we can use some more people at the northern crossing. There is quite some vegetation at that crossing which allows for cover. Probably would comfort me knowing that we got some people there to keep watch." Pondering further Saki would pause. "I will be happy to know you will go there but only if you and your troops are willing and able. Not that I doubt that the frontline will break any moment, but it might be quite dull there." Saki wanted to say something else but the entire situation and present people prevented her from voicing her concerns. Resting her left hand on the pommel of her sword, she shifted her weight before adding a final comment. "Then again, the southern crossing is perhaps less dull. It has much less vegetation but I will leave the choice up to you."

Lowering his head, Hideki swilled some saliva around in his mouth as he ruminated over the choices. He glanced over his shoulder at Kaito, seeking counseling, but the man was busy conferring with another Guardian over equipment — or the lack thereof rather. Turning back to Saki, he said, "We'll head North, then." Pausing, he eyed her for a moment, then spoke in a softer voice, "Stay safe now, won't you?"

"Okay," she responded at first, signalling to one of her Tiger Claws, furthering the signal with the instruction to show Hideki and his group to the place. Turning back to Hideki, there was something that Saki wanted to say but she decided against it. Flashing a cheeky smile, she would opt to wink at Hideki before replying. "I will. Make sure to not fall asleep over there. Now get going before people will talk about us."

Nodding, Hideki ensured that everyone of the Guardians were in formation and ready to dispatch before following the Tiger Claw envoy as they climbed the rolling low hills toward the northern crossing, the snow crunching audibly beneath their feet. "Scout duty, is it?" Kaito said from his flank, his voice neutral. "Yes. For now. Hopefully we'll be able to avoid any overt confrontation — although I probably shouldn't be saying that." A small squad of Tiger Claws came into view a small distance away, and Hideki picked up his pace.

One of the Tiger Claws that came in view was a man, who held his helmet underneath his right arm. Turning towards the approaching group, the man decided to stride in a confident fashion towards. "I didn't expect any reinforcements yet." He said, though there wasn't any amusement present in his voice. Rubbing his chin with his free hand, encased in a leather glove, the man shot a look at the present Tiger Claw - who had guided Hideki and his troop. "Though any help is welcome, whom among you is the leading officer?"

Stepping forward, slightly winded from catching up with the mounted Tiger Claw, Hideki said, half to the officer, half to Kaito, "I'll handle communication for now. Hideki, Chuunin of the Guardians. How are things here?"

There was a second that Yatori gazed at the spot of Hideki's right eye. Yet the facial expression of the man didn't say much. "Things are quiet here. We moved our own mounts down there," the man vaguely pointing with his thumb over his shoulder, "No sign of the enemy on the other side of the crossing. Already deployed a sensor but judging from earlier contact between the Lightning country forces and some ambushers, they have people who can cloak their chakra. Then again," the man half turned as he nodded towards the direction of where the crossing was. "The place to cross with a force is narrow. I doubt that the enemy will attempt to cross over with large numbers if they intend to do so." Yatori spoke without holding back towards Hideki, visibly pondering on something before he decided to shoot a question back. "Forgive me for perhaps assuming wrong but the length of the crossing is around fifty meters. I might be asking a lot but how far can you spot movement with your dojutsu?"

"Around that ballpark, give or take — if not exactly fifty metres," Hideki responded with confidence. "Give the signal and we'll move down, sir."

The hint of a smile crossed Yatori's features as he gestured towards the spot further up ahead. With the vegetation it was easy to keep watch over who would attempt to make a crossing and the lack of vegetation on the opposite side would even further any advantage that they could muster over any possible hostile groups or individuals. Walking with the Guardians to the spot, Yatori decided to speak up again. "Best to keep everybody that is able to deliver a ranged attack a bit spread. I don't have much numbers to add but most of us are capable marksmen. I think," he shot a look at the present Tiger Claws, "One of us is able to use some wind ninjutsu but if we have some luck, then we won't need to fret over it."

Hideki nodded, digesting the information with a narrowed eye. He gestured for Kaito to arrange the Guardians accordingly whilst he himself formed the Seal of Confrontation, his Byakugan awakening with a burst of whiteness visible to no-one but himself. Gazing ahead, he surveyed the crossing — searching for any sign of movement instead of chakra signatures as per Yatori's quick briefing.

It remained quiet, almost peaceful, on the other side of the river. No movement or signal of movement could be detected. As some time passed there wasn't much change until one of the Tiger Claws would warn that he had picked up some chakra signatures, only a second later stating that multiple were inbound. Soon enough there was visual on a large group of riders, atop of the same dreadful looking canines of before, heading towards the crossing. A few of the riders picked up the pace and seemed to be cautious. Shooting looks at the treeline, they wouldn't be able to spot any of the Tiger Claws or Guardians. One of the enemy riders would head back and shout something, in a foreign tongue. Whatever the rider had shouted caused movement as the mounted group would approach the riverbank on their side It soon became clear that the foul looking mounts were anything but willing to cross the water. Struggling to make their steeds to cross the water, sight of a large band of enemy infantry - both wearing crude armour and clothing as holding weapons of poor quality.

Scrutinizing the enemy from the vantage point, Hideki remained effaced under the cover of the vegetation, the Guardians behind him crouching as well. Glancing toward Yatori, he waited for the older man to determine their next course of action. It seemed Hideki had opted for the right option, picking the northern crossing — unless they were approaching from both fronts.

Yatori remained in cover as he would observe the enemy movement at the other side of the crossing. Gesturing to one of the present Tiger claws, an exchange of hushed words between the two took place. Resulting into that the Tiger Claw member would move away as quietly as he could. Spotting that Hideki was looking at him, Yatori would slowly draw his sword and nodded towards the Hyuuga. Remaining in cover, he would softly whistle as some of the other Tiger claws would ready their weapons but not yet spring into action.

There was some movement ongoing as a few of the enemy riders were able to pull their mounts into the cold water. Various grunts and snarls made it clear that the beasts still didn't entirely agreed with the decision. The present infantry would move closer to the crossing but would wait for their comrades with the canine mounts to make the crossing first, before following. From the fact that they barely watched or seemed alert of the treeline on the side of Hideki and Yatori, they didn't expect any ambush or imminent fight.

Drawing five kunai, Hideki lined them up in the crevices of his fingers before filling each with chakra, concentrating the vacuum so densely it might possibly break them upon impact. Closer now, Hideki thought, not moving an inch. A few more metres, I beg you. Yes, come. There's nothing to be afraid of. His thoughts eventually died out, replaced by the intensity of the interim alone. A slight quiver ran through him, eager to evolve into something more.

The enemy troops moved further into the shallow waters. What seemed to be the mounted vanguard, the trouble with their canine mounts seemed to persist. Eventually, the infantry company was ushered into movement and it became clear that the crossing was anything but organised. More at ease, the enemy soldiers started to enter the water. The front row was around fifteen men wide as it became clear, through one soldier slipping and sinking away, that the crossing wasn't really wide. Some comments in their foreign tongue were given and laughter followed. Slowly but surely the infantry started to reach the half of the crossing towards the other side, where the Imperials were concealed by the vegetation.

As their feet submerged beneath the water, mingling with the waterweed, the Guardians burst into motion, projectiles rippling through the air and homing in on the waterbound enemy. Hideki, following suit, sent his kunai flying with all the strength and accuracy he could muster from their hidden position, the vacuum contained within ready to detonate at impact. A fleeting thought crossed him, quickly obliterated: This will be ugly... Very ugly

The shift from a somewhat disorganised crossing went to panic and anger. The projectiles and various techniques thrown and shot delivered great damage. Screams of pain, agony and to alarm others were mixed and muffled by the canine mounts panicking, snarling and some even turning on their own owners. It took various moments before the enemy force decided to attempt to rush forward, with the majority of the infantry trying to wade as fast as they could through the bitter cold water. A part of the group was held up as various mounts seemed to have turned beserk, something that wouldn't likely hold them up forever.

Joining the Guardians in their ambush, there wasn't any need for a command what needed to happen. The few Tiger Claws would launch both arrow and a few, small sized, techniques towards the enemy. A sharp whistle would ring through the air as Yatori would signal a few men to be at the ready with him. Not a second later, a horn would be blown at their backs, signalling to the allied force of the enemy presence at the northern crossing.

Being pelted down by projectiles and techniques, the confidence of the group seemed to lessen. A few of the men came to a halt and seemed to consider to risk the chance to head back and try to get past the few angry creatures. Most, however, kept up the charge and even fewer managed to reach the riverbed. Cold, angry and with their gear soaked those who managed to reach the riverbed tried to charge straight into the treeline. Shouts in their odd language pierced the air, though only a few managed to get far before taken down. The problem about the canine mounts who had gone amock seemed to solve as the entire enemy group made haste to cross over to do battle against the few Tiger Claws and Guardians.

Preparing himself to engage in melee with the hastening soldiers of the enemy, Hideki suddenly flinched. Entering the scope of his Byakugan-enhanced vision, a new group — smaller than the one assailed by the fusillade of the allied force — dressed in the red cloaks and straw hats as sighted on the other side of the riverbank before the battle began, armed with a whole menagerie of weapons — some of which were completely alien to Hideki — emerged from behind the battered enemy, swiftly taking up their tail. "Reinforcements from the East," Hideki yelled, loud enough for Yatsuri and the rest of the Guardians to discern. "The red-cloaked men from before — I think we might have some trouble on our hands."

Cutting down an eager foe with almost ease, Yatori did catch what Hideki yelled. Managing to parry and deliver a strong counter-attack, Yatori caught sight of the new arrival at the other side of the river. "We have to hold them for a bit longer!" The man yelled, both back to Hideki as to his own troops. Though outnumbered, Yatori would lead a charge that almost seemed pitiful compared to the numbers of the present enemy. With just five against a dozen, he and four Tiger Claws would attempt to occupy those who managed to survive the crossing without getting taken down by projectile or technique.

The newly arrived enemies marched in a disciplined formation. Yet they didn't make any move to aid their troubled comrades. Even worse, a few of the enemy footmen were cut down on sight when they were wavering or turning around to run away. The odd group would distance somewhat from the crossing and waterline as an arrow managed to hit its mark. Gurgling, the hit enemy would fall on his knees as his hands shot towards his throat where the shaft of the arrow was still visible. Making some distance the odd group waited. Almost as if they were patient with just observing how the allied force would cut down the first group of attackers. Their presence did double the effort of the enemy footmen to move their canine beasts across the river. A few managed to stay in control, but most of them would perish due to the attack of the present allied force before reaching close to the western bank of the river and crossing.

Disregarding the sense of unease festering inside of him, Hideki along with approximately half of the Guardians split up from the ones sustaining the artillery to assist the Tiger Claws in the melee, unsheathing weapons of various kinds — the blue glow of chakra flared up from a dozen individuals, either extending the reach of their weapons or fashioning completely new ones. Bursting onto one hapless foe, bedraggled from wading through the cold, blood-soaked river, Hideki thrust out the blades concealed within his bandages and delivered a somewhat precise cut to the throat artery — careful to avoid the blades from clashing with the man's otherwise heavier weaponry. A blur of motion behind him, Kaito parried a blow meant for Hideki, red sparks sputtering from his blade, as another female Guardian moved in to slash the assailant along the length of his spine, eliciting a bloodcurdling scream that soon diminished into gurgling and the muted sound of his body collapsing into the grasses. His heart hammering in his chest, Hideki tried to keep the other group within his purview while still engaging the enemy — a hard task given the sheer number advantage of the enemy.

Though outnumbered Yatori and his managed to keep most enemy stalled. With Hideki and more joining in, the Tiger Claws seemed eager to fight even harder and fiercer than before. Sounds of commands from the treeline together with some cheering ring through as the volume of projectiles started to increase. Rushing with the remaining of her company, the vegetation had forced Saki to run the last part. Nocking an arrow she would quickly take aim and release the projectile. Nocking a new arrow, she didn't allow herself much time to see how bad the situation was at the moment. Ordering those armed with ranged weaponry or the use of ninjutsu among the Tiger Claws to take position at the treeline, Saki would fire another arrow at one of those miserable canine mounts.

The arrival of more Tiger Claws saw that the fight soon became a slaughter. Though many of the enemy resisted and attempted to fight back, they were quickly cut or shot down. Still, the red cloaked troops didn't make a step forward to aid their comrades. Waiting patiently for the Tiger Claws and Guardians to catch their breath, some of the red cloaks would kneel down. A soft muttering would follow the uneasy silence after the skirmish.

Panting, his breath coming in hoarse, ragged gasps, Hideki looked behind his shoulder — more out of habit than necessity, given his Byakugan — and glanced at Saki for a split-second before returning his full attention to the red-cloaked men on the other side of the river. What now, you bastards — mocking us? Still, the sense of unease he'd felt before slowly trickled back into his being, giving birth to countless ominous thoughts he forced himself to banish. Focus on the task at hand. The task that is the complete obliteration of the enemy. Numb your feelings — be a weapon, a machine if need be. That is all and everything you are. A shinobi. Gazing at the enemy, Hideki stood frozen solid, waiting for anyone to make a move.

"Get back! Now!" Saki yelled at Yatori and Hideki's group. Watching the threat at the other side of the river Saki would lower her bow. Most of her unit were in position to defend the crossing, ready to shoot at any unfortunate person that felt too confident. The sight of the enemy praying caused Saki's neck hair to rise but she couldn't reason with herself why it was unsettling in her opinion. With Yatori returning, Saki threw a look at the man. He simply shrugged and flashed a grin. Knowing enough from just that, Saki would wait for Hideki to return to the treeline as well.

Retreating into the relative safety of the Tiger Claws along with the rest of the Guardians, Hideki wiped some blood of his left cheek, the reek of urine from some of the dying soldiers still present in his nostrils after the skirmish. "Thanks for arriving in time," Hideki told Saki, the adrenaline still rushing through his bloodstream — and not likely to stop before the threat of the red-cloaked ones below had been annihilated.

"No problem," she replied, throwing a worried look at Hideki. Not able to spot anything that would likely cause her to tell him to get going back into safety, Saki would throw another look at the other side of the river. The enemy with their red cloaks were still busy, with whatever they were doing. "More units will be on their way to reinforce this position. Though, did any of them join the previous attempt to cross?" Saki asked as she would notch another arrow at the ready.

"No. They seem content watching their comrades slain. In fact, some of them even assisted us," Hideki said, his tone inflectionless. "I think it would be foolish of us not to assume they have something hidden up their sleeves — it takes a relative mastermind to muster an army this great. Or at least I would hope so."

"Did they now?" Saki asked in a colder tone. Raising her bow, she took a moment to take aim before releasing the arrow. Letting the projectile fly, she would wait a second before replying further to Hideki. "If they will break through, I want you to go back and report personally to Hayate. If it comes to worse, I will try to linger a bit around and provide you with some time. No," Saki's tone would turn sharper, "Discussion."

Biting back a host of objections, Hideki was silent for a dozen heartbeats, then replied, forcing the words out of his mouth, "Very well, ma'am." Voicing the sentence made him feel sick — but there was nothing he could do about it. She was in command here, not him — and her orders obtained. But no heroism, I impel you... he added silently.

Clicking with her tongue as she saw her arrow hit her mark, Saki noticed that nobody came to the aid to the red cloak, who would drop gurgling on the ground with an arrow stuck just below the chin. "I don't like them. But no need to sit still. Sashi! Light them up!" Saki ordered. A moment later more arrows would be released towards the red cloaks as Saki notched another arrow herself. "Might not be the best time to voice this," Saki shot a sideways look towards Hideki, "But will you marry me?" Right after the question, Saki would release her arrow towards the red cloaks.

Hideki watched the arrows rain down among the red cloaks, paying no particular heed to the sounds around him, when the essence of Saki's question hit him — truly. A grin slowly dawned on his lips in spite of the bloody web they'd found themselves entangled within, and drawing a kunai, upon throwing it he said, "You're absolutely and utterly nuts," and then, when a blast of vacuum ripped loose of the kunai, breaking it into smithereens and sending a clump of the red cloaks staggering, he followed up with, "Yes, you maniac — of course I will!"

The red cloaks kept praying, even though Saki shot one of them down. With a discipline and determination that seemed almost out of place the first arrow volley went without them reacting to it. Few more red cloaked enemies would drop dead. Then as one the group unleashed a battlecry before getting up. Running towards the water, it became painfully clear that they weren't as their fallen comrades that had been forced to cross first. Running over water, moulding chakra at their feet, a few of them started to weave hand signals as others kept charging. Some were clever enough to run in a zig-zag patern and use of their heavy red cloaks to evade or diminish the damage done by one of the arrows.

"We will go over our vows after this," Saki said, though she couldn't hide her grin and the joy in her voice. Notching another arrow she took aim. Only spotting that the red cloaks came in motion. Worse, they apparently had the ability to cross water, running over it. It delayed her arrow only moment before it would send flying. The projectile caught one of the red cloaks in the shoulder, making him slow down for a moment. Notching another arrow, Saki would yell the command for her Tiger Claws to shoot down any that were weaving signals for ninjutsu.

"Fine," Hideki responded, unable to truly wipe the grin off his face — even as the red cloaks rushed headlong over the surface of the water, nearing with frightening immediacy. Conserving his chakra for the full-on confrontation, he sent a volley of shurikens raking through the air, entertaining little hope of them wounding the enemy beyond a few superficial cuts.

The arrows and projectiles of the defenders saw more men and women with their red cloaks and unknown style of atire fall into the water. Three that managed to finish the streak of their hand signals would lob a ball of fire towards the defending side. The others kept charging as some would channel a blue hue through their weapons before unleashing a battlecry. A small group of four would huddle together just before reaching the west bank of the river, holding all together the bird signal while muttering something in a rapid pace.

Cursing as these enemies proved to be more difficult Saki felt the heat as one of the balls of fire made an impact near her. Jogging away from her last position, she would notice the small group of four. Yet, it became clear that they were being hard pressed as the enemy started to engage them up close. Notching an arrow against the string of her bow, Saki's pale blue eyes settled her aim already on the small group. Raising her bow she was about to shoot an arrow, hoping to disrupt anything that their enemy were plotting. Before she could do so, movement in the corner of her left eye caught her attention. A red cloak with two short maces attempted to close in, chakra visible at the head of one of the maces. Turning around, Saki released the arrow while muttering a curse in Yakimara. As her would-be attacker would drop, Saki would once more attempt to notch an arrow. "Those four! Somebody! Quick!"

The fireball streaked past Hideki, evoking bitter memories and seeming to prompt his scarred tissue into throbbing violently, as a rash of screams rose in its wake. Turning at the sound of Saki's command, Hideki barely had time to react before Kaito and two other Guardians were charging down the slope to disrupt the group. Cursing under his breath, he hounded after them, throwing kunai and shuriken at the red cloaks meaning to intercept Kaito's group — to little avail but stalling them momentarily.

Clashing against the Tiger Claws and Guardians both on the slopes as at the treeline, more shouts would follow. From the northern direction of the fighting, more red cloaks would charge at the battle. Though less strong in numbers, the reinforcements forced various Tiger Claws as Guardians to switch from ranged attacks to defending themselves against the new foes. Half a dozen even came on top of the large and dreadful appearing canine. Around the four red cloaks, mumbling and holding a signal, more of their comrades would attempt to form a certain kind of shield. Attempting to push the enemy back into the treeline, as the fire of the previous attacks started to spread across the vegetation and smoke filling the air around the trees and bushes.
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Wolf country,
The First Battle!

At the front lines,
13th Brigade, the Disciples of Lord Akumu.

A collab between Sketching and Gerontis.

Summary:
As the enemy approaches them, the 13th Brigade take their positions at the front line. With the limited amount of space to make the crossing, the enemy decides to test if they can break through the allied defence instead of trying to make a crossing at a different point. This collab is written in the perspective of Colonel Koike Hon of the Foot Companions battalion and his aidé, Katsu Uchiha, as the battle takes place.





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The battle raged on without any end. Three times Koike had managed to instruct a swap, so that the front rows could be replaced with more rested troops. There were already a few wounded that got carried and moved away. Bodies of the enemy were starting to pile up, becoming heaps that were once living and breathing people. Gazing at it with a blank expression Koike wasn't sure what to feel or think about it. It was in a way good to see and notice that his kin were more than capable of such a challenge. Fighting and defending themselves against such odds. But for how long would they be able to keep up against what seemed to be a pour of unlimited enemies? For a moment Koike thought to the legend of the End Time. This could surely not be it, there was no way.

A sensation creeped on Koike, pushing his thoughts and doubts aside. Allowing the summoning, he didn't need to look to know that it was Katsu. "You're back, good. Who did you meet?" He asked, inviting Katsu to bring his report while the battle nearby kept raging on.

"I talked to Saki," Katsu said as he got back up. "She sent someone to talk to Hayate, and it seems some of her own will be doing scouting as well." He looked over at the fighters and shield bearers pushing forward bit by bit in turns. "If we keep this up, our troops will definitely get tired. Can't we afford to give a short distance to cross?"

He wasn't sure if that was good or bad news. At least, that didn't mean that there were any enemies about to hit them hard in the flanks. That would tip the battle into a disaster, without any doubt and regardless of their equipment and training. Shaking his head Koike would point at the battling lines. "We got to keep them like this. If we give too much ground, we will start to stretch thine and allow them to pour more men at us. If we make it too small, we won't be able to take down a lot during the fighting and volleys. It will prolong the fighting. This is currently what we need to keep holding."

The boy nodded in response. "Alright. I guess we have our work cut out for us," he said, looking to the wall. "Let's hope we can cut them down faster than they can come at us."

"Already got a plan for that. Just need to wait for the right time. If I am right, we are going to muster another group to drive a wedge and buy a part of the frontline some time to catch their breath." Koike explained. Clicking his tongue twice he would keep his attention at the fighting rows. There was no change to it. Their side was literally slaughtering the incoming enemies and yet not one enemy had seemed terrified or deciding that it wasn't a fight that they could win. With a zealous desire, almost as fanatical as he knew Agnarr could be for a good battle, the enemy kept throwing themselves at them. "I don't like this," he began as a familiar cold would spread through the air. Blinking Koike found it strange. Was there a breeze? Not so far he had noticed before. As the hair on the back of his neck started to rise, Koike drew his sword, the one forged by Hayate, again. "With me," he just said as he would start to walk. There was nothing that caught his attention. No enemy that seemed to be different. And then he stood still.

In the midst of a fighting unit of the 13th brigade of men fighting with shield and axes, swords and spears, he noticed a man with a crude looking club just slamming down one of theirs. As if it was nothing. The man then got stabbed but the blade of the soldier of the 13th didn't seem to penetrate further than the clothing. A scream of pain moved through the air as the odd man just slammed his club at the attacking soldier. Almost as a natural effect, there was a push appearing in the unit as nobody wanted to get near the invincible enemy, who seemed still pretty calm despite the battle around him. When Koike whistled for Akumu to follow him and brushing into the ranks, the calm appearing enemy just turned towards the incoming Hon, lifting his club with both hands.

Katsu quickly followed quickly with Tanpo running to him from up the hill behind them. "What is it?" Katsu asked, but didn't expect an answer after seeing the club wielding man. He put his right hand on the hilt of his short sword. "We always get the weird ones," he muttered in frustration as he saw the knife stop and the man flew with the swing of a club.

The unit kept slowly moving back, while dealing with the charging enemies. Yet even the storming and screaming attackers stayed clear from the weird and calm man. Moving out of the rows, Koike managed to hack down an attacker that had decided it was a clever idea to spin your blade before trying to launch an attack. Slamming with his shield the dying man aside, Koike would block another attack before pushing his new attacker aside. The low growling and snarling of Akumu heralded the black direwolf's ravage, lunging forwards into the few attackers to spare Koike both a moment and space to move forwards. Holding his shield in front of him, Koike felt an intense cold washing over him. "Fuck."

As the younger nin followed, he pulled out his sword. He avoided a swinging axe and jabbed back at the man's gut, who was quickly cut down by one of the 13th. He didn't have to raise his sword again until the cold air grew heavy like a familiar rain. "This feels like..." Katsu didn't finish his sentence as he raised the sword in his right hand in front of him and grasped the hilt of the left. Tanpo had lagged a few meters behind, chewing up the throat of one of the men in front of the shields.

It was like standing in the eye of a hurricane. Or so Koike imagined it as he had never seen a hurricane in his life. The odd enemy with the club would attempt to swing and bash his club into Koike's shield. Stepping backwards, Koike managed to avoid the blow as he would lash out with his sword. The steel caused the odd man to frown and move a bit backwards. The unit behind Koike started to win ground, realising that they had to hold on. The shouting of their lieutenants and officers made the unit to push forwards. Lashing out, again, Koike wanted to keep the odd foe locked. If it was one of those things, he didn't want it to flee the battle into the safety of the horde.

The familiar, ominous feeling grew and grew the longer Katsu was in the area around the man. As Koike engaged the clubbed man from the front, Katsu pulled out his second sword and waited for an opening he could use to either deal damage or help Koike avoid a hit.

Just before Katsu could consider a moment longer to aid Koike, an enemy attempted to use a sloppy made shield to bash the young man aside. Before the eager foe could manage to land his attempt, a larger man stepped out of the line. Shouting something in Chonobi, the large Hon would take the smash. Using his own shield, the large Hon managed to land a jab overhead with his sword, to which the attacker that had his sights first on Katsu, would drop mortally wounded on the ground. "Come, sons of the wolves, and get flesh!" The shout would be followed by Skuli's laughter as his men would try to push further.

Katsu made a sharp turn around to see one of the Hon between him and his attacker. As Skuli cried out to rouse the men of the 13th for a big push, Katsu turned back to the creature facing him and Koike. "That's a relief," he muttered to himself as a smirk crept up his lips. "Now we can get some privacy." With the 13th pushing, the creature's escape had become quite a bit more difficult, switching Katsu into an offensive stance, light on his feet. He made a quick dash forward, watching the creature for a swing of the club.

The disguised vrykyl would turn by noticing Katsu's movement and approach. Attempting a swing with his club, aiming to slam the weapon at Katsu's shoulder, Koike shot forwards. Noticing the opening, he would drive his weapon, Dread, into the side of the vrykyl. The blade of dragonsteel forged by Hayate, cut and moved in as if their opponent was made of butter. It caused the attack of the vrykyl to slow down as Koike would twist the handle of his sword, ripping and causing more internal damage for their deadly foe.

As the club swung towards him, Katsu ducked under the weapon as the clumsy weapon flew around. Seeing Koike's weapon made it through the man's skin, the younger nin moved to follow the club and swung both of his weapons at the hand holding the club and the handle of the club in an effort to give Koike an interrupted opening to finish the creature off.

The attack of Katsu wouldn't have any visible impact but yet it caused the hands to twitch, dropping the large club. Grunting the struck foe attempted to turn around but Koike would jerk out his blade. Stapping back, the Hon would drop his shield before he attack again with a hew at the vrykyl's neck. Once more the dragonsteel blade sliced through without any hint of resistance. "Katsu, cover me!" Koike shouted as he would catch the decapitated head of the vrykyl with his free hand. As around them the fight was still ongoing, Koike wanted to throw a look around before he would make his next action.

With the cold air around the vrykyl dispersing, the enemy grew much more comfortable attacking them. Two men armed with blunted swords entered the area first. Katsu reached for one of his throwing knives, slinging it over to one, sending the man stumbling back with the blade of the knife stuck into his neck. As the second man swung his sword, Katsu managed to parry and kick the man's shin to throw him off his balance before sliding his sword into the bent man's nape. As he pulled out his sword, he looked ahead at the rest of the men looking to charge forward.

"Catch!" Koike yelled as he would throw the head he held in his left hand in an arc towards the enemy. The head itself was starting to vanish, as without the body it wasn't able to sustain its form. Yet it wouldn't go fast enough as the head did cause some panic among various of the charging enemies. "Lord Akumu owns you all!" Koike yelled in Chonobi, pumping his fist and sword in the air. He attempted to yell and appear full of confidence but he wasn't sure if his plan was working. Skuli, Katsu and the rest seemed fine with holding the line but it was now the question if the enemy would continue their attack. Some tried to turn and make their way back but much to Koike's surprise, some of their comrades became furious and took down those who had the nerve to try to make a turn around.

Katsu plucked the knife he'd thrown as he looked back at Koike taunting the enemy. "That seems to have rattled them," he said with a relieved smile before turning back ahead to see another soldier coming at him. Thankfully, one of the members from the 13th shoved him to the ground before gutting him with his pike.

It became painfully clear for the attackers by now that they wouldn't be able to smash through the 13th lines. More of them tried to make their way towards the other river bank but they were met with fanatical soldiers that didnt seem to approve any fleeing. Koike panted slightly as he would observe the sight in front of them. "Captain Skuli, hold this position!" Koike ordered. He hoped that the large man would have heard the order as Koike wondered for a moment where a particular direwolf was. Reaching to grab his shield he noticed a large shadow next to him, panting. "Good. Katsu!" Koike shouted as he would make a small distance from the battlefront.

As Koike called out to him, Katsu drew his sword out of the body of one of the enemy soldiers and turned back to his friend. In that moment of distraction, one more soldier swung his sword at an oblivious Katsu before Tanpo crushed the man's collarbone and neck. Katsu made a quick jog towards Koike. "I'm here," he shouted to be heard over the sound of the raging battle. "What do you need?"

"There are bound to be more of those... things," Koike told his friend. "I will check the right wing. I need you to go to the left and see if there are more of those things wandering around. Don't engage them without me, got that?" Koike asked, unable to hide away his concern. "For the time being, Akumu will also go with you."

The boy nodded before speaking up. "What should I do if I spot one, then?" he asked, looking over to the left wing of the battlefield. "It'll be difficult to come to you and go back."

Koike threw a quick look at the frontline. It was as before, they were holding out without breaking much of a sweat. "Keep off. Just summon me if there is one. I will try to see if I can then come towards you as soon as possible. Don't engage without my aid, got that?" Koike answered back, giving his friend a stern look. "You don't need to worry," Katsu said with a grin, letting out a high pitched whistle. "Tanpo! Akumu!" He made a gesture with his head to the left wing. "I'll call you over if we see anything. Be careful!" He made his way away from the center of the battle with Tanpo and Akumu taking the lead.
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Madoc Yamanaka and Karma Minami

A Collab between Inzane and Nim

Summary:
Madoc and Karma meet up at a teahouse, talk about their team and then Madoc starts teaching Karma.

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It was a couple of days after the last team training, which Karma figured ended up being not the worst. Waiting outside of a tea house, she sent a message to Madoc requesting to meet him there, so they could more properly get to know each other, as they didn't have a chance to do so then, and she wanted to have a more proper time to introduce herself.

Now normally he would ignore the message altogether. She seemed to not know a bit about the culture he was born in, which was slightly rude after all he didn't insult her name. Boy could he as well, but he wouldn't stoop so low. As was evident by him showing up at the tea house, spotting the young woman he gave a polite smile and wave. "So you want a proper introduction? How so? You know my name, do you want my chakra affinity? Cause if so it's wind."

As he approached and begun talking to her, Karma returned a smile "Well, that's nice to know. That's certainly a question I had in mind, if I'll be honest." She said before she gave him a bow "Thank you for agreeing to see me Madoc-san. I know that we are pretty much strangers aside for knowing each others name and now chakra affinity. Mine is Lightning, if I want to keep us on an even knowledge field." Rising from the bow, she glanced at the tea house briefly "Shall we head inside?" She asked, while thinking to herself if maybe Madoc would prefer that they were somewhere else instead.

"Us strangers? Whatever do you mean? You mean we don't become friends right away? Man all those friendships with kids I had back then were alll lies." Madoc would state offering a smile to show he was kidding before nodding and holding the door open for her. "Well you invited me here, be rude to not partake in some tea. Ladies first." he stated as he motioned with his left arm for her to enter.

Hearing his funny remark and then the polite gesture, Karma's smile grew a bit as she turned towards the inside "Thank you." She said as she entered the tea house. After being directed to a small table and heading to sit down by it, Karma looked at Madoc "I hope you don't mind me saying, but I haven't met anyone with your name before. It sounds unusual to me, but in an interesting way. Does it have any particular meaning behind it?" She asked, appearing to be quite interested to hear the answer.

Following behind and taking his seat at the table, the first thing out of her mouth was his name being unusual, but in an interesting way. Well that's one way to put it he guessed. "Well every culture has different names. So probably should read up before finding them unusual. To answer though, it means Fortune. Why I was named Madoc is beyond me. What about you. Why did you get named Karma?"

His answer made Karma look down at her feet for a moment. He was right, she should look up more details before thinking things are unusual. Looking back at him when he asked his question, she shrugged slightly "I don't know. I don't really recall my parents because they both died before I was 2 years old." putting her hands on her knees, she had many more questions that were roaming in her head, but now, because of his remark, she didn't feel like it was right to ask them. They were mostly stereotypical-based questions, so instead she decided to think about it a bit further "And you are right. I really shouldn't judge things before I know more about them. I hope I hadn't given you a bad impression with that remark alone."

Well that was a twist he didn't see coming.Well he could have but he rather not waste the energy and chakra on such a simple talk, besides she didn't seem like she would be all knowing or anything. "Well I'm sorry to hear that then." he said plain and simple as she would go on to apologize to which he waved it off with his hand. "It's fine. You get used to such sayings with time. Although I wouldn't go calling any Hon's names unusual. Might not be as understanding as me. So details on the team and why it looks like children of five years of age would make a better team than this one, if you don't mind."

She had no intentions of saying such remarks ever again, she thought to herself as she listened to his request for more details "Well, I think there are several reasons as to that, it is a bit of a story though, and I can, of course, only tell you my side of things. I believe others may differ." Karma replied, briefly thinking about Kyoi before moving on to properly answer.

"It started a couple of missions ago. We were sent to Keishi for a mission with classified details, and of course, not a pretty one. At some point throughout the mission, we encountered a few details that affected us all. It was also Meilin's first mission with us, I should mention." Briefly thinking about the encounter at Meilin's family home, she continued "Meilin and I both discovered, around the same time, that her family had been abducted by Zealots. I don't know why exactly, but Meilin chose to go on her own to recover her family instead of informing Kensuke, and I chose to not inform him either and allow her to do so. I can't say what happened afterwards to her, but it was clear there was some kind of lack in trust. This most recent mission shook up the team even further. There was a lot that went on, but throughout the mission, Meilin got the respect of the Sarutobi higher rankings, and led the team for a bit. Upon reaching another city, Meilin had told us that she was going to discuss matters with the higher rankings once more, and requested we wait in a certain place. After some time had passed, Kensuke decided enough was enough and ordered us to go back to that city's barracks."

Closing her eyes, the events that took place still appeared very fresh in her mind "Kensuke requested to talk to a higher up as well. He got his request, and all of us, him, Kyoi and I, met a higher up. It was there that Kensuke showed a lack of tact when speaking to the higher up while requesting to know where Meilin was, and Kyoi almost outright demanded that Meilin will be marked as a missing-nin. After standing at the sideline for this long, I couldn't bare it anymore, and requested from the higher up that they look after Meilin. I was allowed to serve the higher up for a simple message delivery in order to try and see if I could, perhaps, ensure Meilin is okay, but as far as I am aware, I was too late and Meilin had already departed to a battle, according a captain who accompanied us earlier in the mission. Now Kensuke is trying to put everything back together, it seems like Meilin does not really want to hear who said what, and after Kyoi's actions and quick judgement, I do not really wish to interact with her. She is a specialized jounin who does not act like one in my personal opinion." Karma said as she opened her eyes and straight into Madoc's eyes.

"But, I personally believe everyone from the previous mission is at fault to some degree as to why the team is the way it is, including myself." She stopped speaking for a bit before thinking about how this could be a bit too much for anyone to handle at once. It wasn't like she was reporting to the Lord Commander, it was merely a talk with a teammate "I'm sorry if this is a bit too much. I can get a bit carried away when describing things." Karma added with an apologetic smile.

As she said her story may differ he simply motioned with his hand for her to continue. He heard more details about this first mission and some more information on what caused Meilin's path of revenge. One she knew about and chose not to inform Kensuke, which was her own choice sure but why she didn't was beyond him. Yet piecing some things together from the few talks hes had, he could begin seeing something which caused him to smirk mentally. Then she began speaking about the second mission, the one that he joined after they completed, or well Meilin completed in the way it sounded. She then spoke about the meeting which got them booted back home and her part after that. This girl really did harbor some hope she and Meilin could be friends it was almost sickeningly sweet. Of course as most did she ended with saying everyone had fault in that mission including herself, which most did to get out of blame should they be questioned about it. Then she apologized for its length which he shook his head to.

"No that's fine, some questions if you don't mind then. First one is why didn't you tell Kensuke after Meilin went off on this revenge path. Second question is did Kensuke leave behind a shadow clone in case Meilin did come back?" Madoc asked folding his hand on the table as he would focus his gaze on the waitress who came for their orders, where he ordered some simple green tea, putting his gaze back at Karma awaiting her answer.

Not surprising, Madoc had more questions after her story. One question made sense, but the other slightly surprised her. She then realized that Madoc could've already heard Kensuke's side of things after their so called training session "I didn't tell Kensuke about Meilin going on her path of revenge because earlier in the same mission, we discovered Kensuke was already acquainted with a shinobi who aided the zealots, and I was personally unsure if that compromised Kensuke. As for the second question, I wouldn't know. He claims to have left one behind, but I never saw him perform the seals to create one, or even give any indication that he was telling one to stay behind, so I'm quite hesitant on believing his claim." She answered and then ordered some herbal mix tea as her order, letting the waitress go and deliver their order to whoever made it.

Nodding his head as she spoke he would bring his cup to his mouth blowing on it a bit to cool it off and proceed to take a sip. Yet so far everyone literally had a different story to tell and he wasn't quite sure if this girl really doubted her sensei that much, or just liked rebelling. "I hope you don't mind me asking but how old are you?" he asked raising an eyebrow as he took another sip from his tea, before responding again. "So anything else broken about this team I should know about?"

"I don't mind. I'm 15 years old. But seeing how you asked me, could I retaliate with the same question to you, if you don't mind?" Karma responded, and simply grabbed a hold of her tea with her hands. It was nice, holding something warm in her hands before she rose it to her mouth to take a small sip herself, thinking about his second question "I'm not sure if I could tell you about anything else that might be broken, as I don't really know how are things between the others as of now." She said, lowering her cup back to the table but still holding onto it with both her hands.

Fifteen? Well that would be the age where a teenagers rebellious spirit shined the brightest. Now he straight up wondered if she was acting this way towards her team, cause she had no one else to act like it towards. A question he wouldn't ask but a thought none the less. "I'm eighteen." he answered as it was a simple question, yet if she didn't have any other information on the team then his curiosity was slowly dying now. "So anything else you wanted to ask me while I'm here?"

Three years older than her and Chuunin ranked. Well, she supposed the age isn't a good indicator of what rank a person should be "I have one question, which is a request, You don't have to accept it, of course." Karma said as she let go of her tea cup "Could I ask you to teach me about the Yakimara clans and culture? I know this could be a bit out there considering how little time we know each other, but seeing how we are on the same team and how we will be working together on missions, I thought I'd ask. Again, I'll understand if you don't want to do it and won't hold it against you."

Hearing she had a request piqued his interest until he heard what it was she requested. "I mean you can find most of the information in books you know. Only thing I could really do is teach you some Yakimara but the culture and clans itself aren't that secluded. Everything I know I read from books little one. I can say the Yamanaka have a different naming scheme than the Hons, Uchiha, Hanta. So when you speak to a Yamanaka what may be considered odd to you is normal for us. Same could be said about the Mind Seekers and the rumors that surround it. As much as people like to think, I don't know anyone that can insert their soul into someone, die, then claim the body they inserted their soul into."

As he replied to her, Karma listened carefully. Different naming schemes, rumours about the mind seekers "Just because I can find most of the information in the books doesn't mean I can walk to people with what I learn from it and be just fine. I want someone who can help me learn more about the culture so I'll know what is accepted, what isn't, the things that books don't always cover." She said as she grabbed a hold of her cup again and rose it towards her lip "And I would personally love to learn some Yakimara, if it will help me show more respect towards the people who use it." She added before taking another sip of her drink.

She seemed rather honest in wanting to learn more which caused him to sigh a bit. "You usually can get a gist of what not to do from reading about their culture, like in the Tokugawa lands you wouldn't eat shark. I guess I can teach you though. I don't have a lot of free time so you won't be getting constant lessons I hope you know that." he said tapping his finger on the table before speaking again, this time in Yakimara, which sounded rather cheerful. Very fitting for a Tea house. "What I said was Hello, how are you today. Try saying it, but don't force it out. It should come out naturally. Forcing it will just sound odd and not fit the way it sounds." madoc said motioning with his hand for her to try to say the phrase.

Nodding at the fact he wouldn't have time for constant lessons, Madoc's sudden switch to Yakimara caught her slightly off guard. She did start going over it before he explained what it was and how it should be spoken, although she was very unsure of herself. When he motioned to her to try, Karma nodded again and took a moment before repeating what he said. It didn't sound the same as how he said it, but she figured no one mastered anything in one try. She said it again, this time slightly slower but getting closer to how Madoc said it. She looked up at him with a questioning look, wanting to hear any remarks he had to say.

Hearing the first time he said it caused him to snicker without meaning too, it was a good try but well he wouldn't tell her how it sounded. The next time was a bit better but too slow. "Well practice makes perfect. Keep at it with that phrase until you can say it easily enough that it rolls of your tongue. Then you will know how its meant to sound. Also I'd practice in your room or away from any Yakimara. They might get a chuckle out of what you said."

Listening to his comments, Karma nodded. That explained the snicker he let out after her first attempt. She kept going until Madoc gave the indication that they should move on.

Some time later they left the tea house and went their separate ways, with Karma feeling satisfied about how this little meeting turned out. They got to learn more about each other, and she even got her first Yakimara lesson. Practicing the new expressions she learned in whispers to herself on the way, Karma felt determined to show Madoc that she will not waste his time with the things he will teach her.
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Kiro "Yuuki Narukami" Oda- Commander of the Republics Force and ANBU


As he waited on the battlefield with his armor on looking at the scenery giving orders for his men and where to stand, he surveyed the area wonder how he could put this landscape further into their advantage. With Sol standing next to him he gave the old man a grin, as he pointed at the enemy with his sword "You see that old man, the cattle came to play. Hope you like your steak rare." Kiro said playfully laughing as he lowered his sword, which caused Sol to chuckle a bit. "You are a joker Yuuki. Thinking they will be intact enough to be called steak. Amusing." Sol would say as he went and took his position with his men. As the enemy got close Kiro would raise his arm with his shield. "Archers! Fire!!!" Kiro gave the command which prompted the archers to load their arrows and let loose hundred and hundreds of arrows, tearing through the enemy only for the gaps to be filled in an instant. "Today is going to be a fun day. Men! Get that Shield wall up and have fun!" He said raising his sword running to join the first few lines to get a better angle. Then a hail of arrows were launched at them and everyone else from the allied force. "Shield ups!" He ordered raising his own grabbing a nearby woman who had no shield pulling her close, giving a little wink as he held the shield over their heads. Once the swarm of arrows desist, he let go just in time to see the charging meet clash against his force.

He felt the ripple as the front held the line and those in the back helped hold them in place. The back did their job correctly and rammed their spear or pikes into the enemy chest or face. Taking care of the first initial wave that hit them only for the next and next to strike. While the archers fired into the backlines taking out the easy pickings, things seemed way too easy so far. In fact he had no need to give new orders since the enemy just kept rushing them, literally in a suicide blitz. This would have worked better if the fucks didn't have fur for armor, was this to mock them? Oh he was so ripping one of the enemies general's head from their body. If these guys even had a general that is. "Keep it up men, if the cattle are going to keep this up, we can keep the slaughter up!" He shouted which got some chorus of cheers.

The cheers were then however overshadowed by the Imperial's army suddenly going apeshit and decided to charge tearing through the ranks of the enemy, which was followed up by the Lightning's force doing the same. He didn't even have enough time before the Akiyama decided they had to join in and charged as well. "I didn't say charge you- Gah fine kill a few then!" Kiro said frowning at the sudden surge the allied force was doing, while it took a good chunk out, they now were moving closer to the thing they were letting them cross. "Okay enough! Everyone hold your positions now!!" Kiro ordered which caused his force to slow to a halt getting back into their shield wall formation. "Now reserves remain ready at all times! Front lines hold out a bit longer! Akiyama since you are so eager, stay behind the shield wall and stab or hack at your leisure!" Kiro sent out more orders watching the aftermath of the counter charge. Luckily for them it was a success and not a horrible downfall for them.

What came next was a chill that made even him shudder a bit as a voice rang in his head a bit. At first he wondered if that antidote wasn't working, but this wasn't as painful as that poison was. Suddenly the front line got smashed in by one lone man with a big axe. With one swing he cleaved through the front lines like it was nothing, to make matters worse for his soldiers he saw one attempt to stab it only for the blade to not enter the man's flesh. Normally this should terrify a man but Kiro was grinning as she shook. A mixture of both excitement and fear. While his men were confused, Kiro simply pushed his way forward. "Men keep the grunts off me! The big boy and me gotta play a bit!" Kiro said grinning before taking off in a jog as his men let him through easily enough, prompting for Kiro to do an upwards slash at the guy, slicing through his clothing but not his flesh one bit. Then with a quick switch of his wrist brought it back down in a downwards slash, weaving to the side avoid the axe and prompting Kiro to slam his shield against the man's cheek and grin at him. "Lets see who breaks first." Kiro said taking a few steps back holding his arms out for the guy to take a shot whenever he wanted, causing a growl to be his response.

The guy would swing his axe again, only for Kiro to duck it and wave his hand in front of his face, ducking the next swing as well. Plainly trash talking him at this point, it seemed to actually increase his side's morale a bit, toying with the guy that was so easily slaughtering them just a few seconds ago. It made it easy for Kiro as the other grunts seemed to avoid this man and for a reason he could see why, as soon as one neared him he grabbed the grunt and threw him at Kiro, only for Kiro to stab the grunt with his blade, and kick him off with his foot. Which was when the guy rammed into Kiro with his shoulder tossing Kiro to the ground gasping a bit at the immense force that hit him. Jumping back to his feet, Kiro wiped some blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned even more. This was proving more fun than he thought. The man would bring his axe up in the air, only for Kiro to get in close and do three quick swipes at the man's chest and shoving off to the side avoiding the axe being brought down. Which as soon as it landed in the ground was meet with four swipes to the man's side. A clear growl resonated as he swiped at Kiro who pulled away from it and would spit on the man's arm.

The guy seemed more agitated with Kiro more so than before swinging rather wildly at Kiro this time, hitting everything but the one he wanted. In fact after every swing Kiro would deal out two strikes to the man and move back. Something that further fueled the anger filled swings. He knew for a fact if even one of those hit him, he would be like the others and end up cleaved in half and sent flying. Yet his movements were too slow to catch Kiro, which some grunts saw this but a couple wouldn't make a difference. As soon as they neared him their heads would be on the ground with a quick swipe of Kiro's blade. All while Kiro moved away from the axe, taunting him even more so by grabbing a ground and throwing him in the axe's way. Causing the guy to cleave his own ally in half only to see he didn't care one bit. Damn these guys were heartless monsters.

As the guy swung his axe as Kiro dodged it, with the axe slamming into the ground causing snow to fly all around. Kiro would swing his sword at the man's arm where a cut would form on the man's arm. Seeing this his eyes widened and swung again at the arm, making the cut even bigger this time. The man pulled back at seeing this and gave Kiro a glare and began pushing grunts towards him which caused Kiro to laugh as he cut through them on his way to the axe man who now seemed to be showing damage and swung his sword at his arm again making the cut only that much bigger, going from a scratch to a couple inches deep now. "What's the matter, can't take anymore? Pathetic!" Kiro taunted which resulted in a grabbing lunge which was dodged easily enough as Kiro brought his word up and down with a quick motion cutting deep this time into his arm, probably to the bone this time around. As the man gripped the axe more tightly, he would see Kiro's grinning expression as he swung his sword again and off the man's arm would go. Causing the axe to hit the ground early due to the sudden power loss. Seeing the man taken back a bit by his arm loss Kiro wouldn't give him any chance to rest and swung at the man's side dishing out a decent gash.

The other grunts seeing this started to try and make their way towards Kiro only for his own allies to block them off. The man grabbed his axe tightly with one arm, raising it to the sky only for Kiro to lop that arm off as well. When the axe slammed to the ground the guy's arm still attached to it. Kiro's laugh would resonate through the area. "I win shit face!" Kiro shouted as he would plunge his sword through the man's chest only to pull it out and repeat this several times as the guy dropped to his knees after the ninth time, once on his knees Kiro brought up his sword and would cut the man's head off with blood splattering on his face and chest. Giving the grunts a rather demented grin and chuckle. Seeing some falter a bit at seeing the look on his face, but still continued the attack. "Men let me know if another shit stain like that appears! I'll put him down like the cattle they are!" he shouted raising his sword as the men roared at the sight of the man that wouldn't die being killed by their commander.[/fieldbox]
 
Sometimes Dying is Better

A Collab between Jason and Fieryfly

Summary:

Ryu and Sho meet on the same trainingsfield. The two 'spar' but as soon as the fight is over a conversation starts about why Sho hates the Uchiha. Sho reveals the origins of his father as well as another wish that he has kept secret for years.​

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Sitting alone in the training fields, the girl seemed to be meditating, or asleep. Behind her, a black mass seemed to be lounging comfortably. Like the genin in front of her, the panther had her eyes closed. The genin in front sat perfectly still, once again practicing at moulding her chakra properly so she could preform medical ninjutsu. Hopefully, she wouldn't be bothered by anybody. She had come out here hoping that she would find herself a quiet space to practice alone. As she still needed to focus wholly on what she was doing in order to achieve anything resembling progress.

It had been forever since he had actually spend some time training by himself. The whole post office incident, riots, getting shipped off to jail twice had kind of stood in the way of actually getting stuff done. But today everything was seemingly calm and he could actually get something done. Hopefully. Sho was walking in a brisk pace towards Trainingsfield E. It was one of the trainingsfields that was usually empty because it was somewhat further away than the rest of the fields. It was also the field where he had met the guy that could make explosions with his chakra. The guy who had helped him slightly with his lightning release. It was not like he hoped that this guy with the red hair to be there. Not even a bit.

And when he finally stepped on the field, the guy indeed wasn't there. Sho stretched his arms high above his head, popping something in his back as he did so. A workout alone then. He cracked his neck, turned, and then suddenly realised there actually was a person on the field. A girl and... some kind of animal? Sho narrowed his eyes as he suddenly remembered this person from Kuni shop. She was the girl who had rushed in and had been all defensive about everything. That was the day when Sho learned that Kuni was the host of that monster that had destroyed half of his house. Though he had acted aloof it had been a strange thing to learn. But the girl on the field now... she was an Uchiha.

"Oi, Uchiha!" he called out against better judgement which told him that he should probably not get into fights again. He might actually end up in prison for a third time this yeah. "This is my field, couldn't you see? Not even with your magical fucking eyes?"
A sudden voice jolted the girl from her meditation, as a small yelp of surprise left her lips. Immediately, the panther who had been seemingly asleep was in front of her and growling at the boy who had startled her. Shaking her head, Ryu began to formulate an apology before recognising the guy on the field. Why me? She thought miserably. Rolling her eye at his comment she stood and stared at him. Bringing her hand to cover her lips in mock surprise she spoke up. "Oh, I didn't know you owned this field! She said as her tone dripped with sarcasm.

Even with her reply and mock surprise, she made no move to leave the field. This boy... Sho, she believed, was a total asshole. He didn't deserve any form of kindness and she wasn't going to give any. He was an asshole, at best, and frankly she couldn't stand him. She especially wasn't in the mood, given that she had suddenly found herself being pushed away by the boy she had fallen for just a few hours ago. She glared at Sho, and if looks could kill then this boy would already have been dead eight times over.

"You know, with your red eyes your glare is weak, but this is just pathetic," Sho said, placing his hands on his hips as he looked back entirely unimpressed. "If anything I have more rights to be on this field than you. Not to mention you were just sitting there, not even using it so you might as well leave and let the people who can actually fight stay and train." He raised his chin. He was not really taller than her, but that didn't matter. He would still beat her in a battle. And she would get one if she didn't leave the field. He was not going to have his training session be observed by an Uchiha. He had done that once, it sucked. Not up for repeating.

Why did all boys have to be stupid? More importantly, why was she stuck dealing with this boy. "Thats interesting, considering my Sharingan isn't even active. So I wonder how you're seeing red when my eyes are blue." She said, crossing her arms and watching the boy with an annoyed look on her face. "Then you might as well go find another training field. I was doing my own training, so I can preform Medical Ninjutsu. You know, the kind of stuff that keeps idiots like yourself alive. So go away. I don't need idiots who can't distinguish an individual from others who look like them." She said with an eyeroll, watching impatiently as she waited for him to leave.

Yeah, no. He wasn't leaving. He had already set his mind to training and he was not going to find another trainingsfield. It had become a matter of principle now. Besides he had already been to trainingsfield C and D and they had been rather over populated. He didn't want to mix with any of those people.

"That's interesting because I didn't say that your eye was red at the moment. Maybe you should check your ears while you are at it," he threw back. "Seems you are deaf and half blind. You must suck at Medical Ninjutsu if can't even fix yourself. But hey, if you want to train in that pathetic stuff you can just sit over there in the corner and watch me do some real work that will actually keep you alive, because at least one of us knows how to handle themselves."

"I don't know if you get off to insults, or if you're compensating for being vertically challenged, but you might as well just leave." She said in an annoyed tone, as she pushed a hand into her pocket, but gently pat the back of her leg with two fingers before doing so. Hopefully it had been a small enough movement that the idiot hadn't noticed. After a few moments, Naomi got up and the panther made her way off the field slowly. Seeming as if she were in search of somewhere to lay down that didn't seem like it was about to become violent. "Believe it or not, I can actually handle myself. I'm learning medical ninjutsu," She said as she put an emphasis on the word 'learning' in case his small brain couldn't process. "So I can hopefully fix what is broken, like short guys with anger issues.".

Sho's eyebrow twitched. Yes, he was short, he knew that and honestly he wasn't too bothered about it. People tended to underestimate him because of his size. The annoyance about his height only came from the fact that he knew that his father had a small stature as well. And he hated being like his dad. He was too much like that guy already anyway though his red hair still made him significantly different, explosion guy had been right about that. "Or fix yourself. You seem to be missing a lot of things. Eye, common sense to know what to say to a friend, a decent lineage." He hadn't forgotten about this girl in Kuni's shop, talking about Kuni being a Jinchuuriki as if it wasn't a big deal. That was the stupidest thing ever.

Ryu bit her lip, hard, to avoid mouthing off about the comment on her eye. That was still a sore spot for the girl, having lost her twin and eye. "At least I'm not the one being aggressive towards everything that moves. What's wrong, overcompensating?" She said, along with a small laugh towards the boy. She remained standing on the field, listening closely as Naomi seemed to make her way through some of the plants surrounding them. Good girl. She thought to herself, still watching the short stack.

Sho rolled his eyes. He knew he had told Mitsunari that it wasn't fair that he had gone to jail. He knew he had told Mitsunari that he didn't want that anymore. He didn't want his name tarnished. Or maybe, he didn't want it even more tarnished than it already was when your father was a traitor and in prison. But that didn't mean that some random girl, who also was an Uchiha, could just yell insults at him and walk away without a scratch. "You know what," he said, "how about we test that, hm? We are on a trainingsfield. We are just two people doing a spar so..." He seemed almost more to convince himself when he suddenly lashed out and attempted to punch Ryu square on her nose.

"Right." She said as he spoke about a spar. She had more or less been expecting a fight, and when Sho threw a punch, Ryu obliged him. She took a quick hop back, just out of the range of his punch. The moment her backfoot touched the ground, she brought it up and around in a quick roundhouse towards his side. Hoping to hit him before he could move. "Seems more like you want an excuse to fight."

"Seems more like your kicks are just as weak as your words," Sho said after he had stopped the kick with his arm instead of moving out of the way. He twisted his arm in an attempt to get a hold of Ryu's leg while at the same time pulling her forward towards him. "Maybe you just have to talk less."

Whenever Sho tried to grab her leg, Ryu yanked her leg down to break his grip. Looking towards the boy, she remained silent for a moment. "Why are you so angry all the time?" She asked as her front leg came up to kick at him quickly, in hopes of just keeping him off guard. "If this is just a spar, then how about we agree to no ninjutsu."

He let go to avoid being the one dragged forward and instead stepped to the side as she kicked him again. Ignoring the first question, Sho shook the arm he had used to catch Ryu's leg before. "How about.... no. Spars are to simulate real life fights. With real life enemies. And not cheap knockoffs who hold back." With that said, Sho lashed out with his left leg, a low swipe to get Ryu off the ground, or move back. Regardless he would start forming seals as she reacted.

As her front leg came back down, Ryu spun on a heel and drove a hard knee between his legs. Hoping to catch him off guard with the attack. However, in doing so, she was also caught by his attempt to sweep her off the ground. Moments later, she crashed to the ground with a slight gasp. Immediately she attempted a kick towards one of his shins, hoping to take Sho down with her.

She would be met by a violent wave of water that crashed down on her as she lay on the ground. Sho, having released the technique as soon as he executed his sweep, had avoided the knee mostly, the leg having done no real damage that would cause him to pause. As the wave pushed her down, he attempted to prepare the only lightning technique he knew, only to be violently kicked in the shin. Sho cursed and stumbled, landing awkwardly on one knee in the mud. The lightning technique fell apart as his concentration broke and with his hands in the mud he found it difficult to recall.

Ryu had been trying to get up whenever the wave of water smashed down on her, and threw the genin back down. She found her entire body throbbing, from the wave and hitting the ground in quick succession. As the technique suddenly stopped from Sho falling to a knee in the mud, Ryu took the chance to lash out with another kick, aimed towards the inside of his leg. Hoping to keep him off guard as she would try to go to her feet.

Anticipating another attack now that the first kick had hit, Sho rolled, through the mud which was now all sticky because of the water wave, to the left before flipping himself up and backwards. As soon as his feet, however, hit some solid ground again, he would shoot forwards. Just like Ryu didn't want to allow Sho any breathing space, so too was Sho occupied with giving Ryu no room to do anything substantial. He would dive right for her as she would get back up in an attempt to knock her back down again.

Ryu barely had time to yelp in surprise before Sho slammed right into her. Lashing out, she grabbed at Sho's arm as she went down, fully intent on trying to drag him down with her. As she hit the ground, Ryu looked towards the trees to the side and noticed a familiar shape up in the branches. She turned her attention back to Sho, lashing out with another punch to try to keep him away so she could get to her feet again.

Sho let himself fall with her, smirk on his face, as with a crash they both landed on the ground, Sho on Ryu, his hands finishing a seal. He took the punch, bracing his body against the impact as he pushed his hand against her. It hurt, it did, he could feel his head spin, but he held. With a last flick of his wrist, Sho activated the only lightning jutsu he knew. Sure there was a high potential that he might shock himself in the process, but that was fine. He was used to it. He was not quite sure if that was a good thing or not, but for now it was useful.

Ryu yelled out as her whole body suddenly felt like it was on fire. The shock coursing through her body, the girl couldn't muster the strength to properly fight back. Only for a loud roar to pierce the air, as a black blur came ripping across the field, lunging for Sho. The boy was knocked clear off of Ryu as the panther slammed into him. The moment he landed on the ground, Naomi went to pin Sho to the ground. The panther snapped near Sho, almost as a warning. "Naomi! Stop!" The girl shouted as she got to her feet, and the panther froze, but growled at Sho once more as if to make a point.

The contact with the ground knocked the air straight out of Sho's lungs. He struggled to regain breath, especially now that there was a panther literally standing on his body, pinning him to the ground. Slight miscalculation there. He had forgotten the panther. But then again, why would anyone ever remember that freaking beast?! He stared into its mawl, no fear in his eyes, his hands clawing at the ground beneath him. "So your kitten had to save you. Pathetic," he sneered, still half weezing. "Maybe you should let it battle for you instead since it is clearly so much more capable at things than you."

"Gee, thanks Ryu for stopping Naomi from tearing my throat out! You're so nice!" She said in a mocking tone of Sho's voice. "Oh you're welcome, I'm glad you're not being rude or I might feel inclined to let her bite you." She continued. Then shrugged and looked towards Sho. "To be fair, you're the one picking on genin. Can't handle anybody of your own rank?"

"Fighting has nothing to do with ranks," Sho said, finally regaining his breath. "Absolutely nothing." He wiggled his toes and tested his feet. The panther was pinning both his arms and legs to the ground - which frankly wasn't very pleasant at all - and though he was confident of his own strength, he wasn't so sure if he could pull himself free from this beast that easily.

"I'd wager most jounin have more fighting experience and can kick your ass. So, kind of. But, anyways, you win. Congrats. Just tell me, why do you hate me so much? Besides all your pent-up aggression evidently." She said, signaling to Naomi as the panther got off Sho, moving to the side but watching him closely. Meanwhile Ryu offered a hand to Sho, opting to try to be nice and see where it got her.

"A Jounin can kick my ass if I go straight at him. Go from a clever angle, however, and that Jounin is still just a person." He tried to feel satisfaction from her admitting defeat, but couldn't find much in the victory. He rolled over on his side the moment the panther released him, failing to see Ryu's hand. For a second he remained on the ground, but then he pushed himself up. As if in an almost routine movement, he pulled off his scarf and attempted to get most of the mud of of it. And then came her question. Why did he hate her? Sho scoffed. "You're an Uchiha. What is there not to hate?"

"Why do you hate Uchiha so much? Not to mention, what's to say I'm like any other Uchiha? I don't even know either." She asked immediately, after rolling her eye at the comment and him ignoring her offering to help him up. She pat her leg gently, and Naomi slowly made her way over next to her, making sure to bump into Sho roughly on her way over. Ryu couldn't help but want to know why Sho was so... aggressive. Hateful. As she thought about this, the girl wore a slight frown on her features.

He had heard that question so many times now. Maybe it made sense. The whole world seemed to think Uchiha were great. They build Konoha and set the foundations of the Empire he lived in today. That was great, that was just lovely. Uchiha were the saviors of the world and they could never do anything wrong. They had their magic eyes that helped them on the battlefield and their large compound in Konoha from which they ruled. Two Hokage had been from that clan. They were the best.

Yeah, right.

He ignored the panther as the animal brushed past him, no doubt intending to knock him over. He tugged on the scraf, trying to get the mud out of it and get rid of his frustration. It didn't work. Why did he hate Uchiha? It was the million ryo question and he could feel the bile rising up in his mouth when he thought of why. All those visits. All those times that guy showed his face. All the times he destroyed his life and that of his mother. He spit on the ground. "Because as far as I know all they do is destroy. That's all they know."

"Yet, I'm learning medical ninjutsu. To heal others, which last I checked wasn't destroying. So there goes your theory. At least with me. What happened that brought this around? Believe me, I've had plenty of bad experiences with Uchiha, yet I do not hate them. I get that you might not want to share, I just want to understand why you hate me so much." She said, realizing she was asking something personal and becoming a bit embarrassed. That, and she was worried he might just try to punch her in the face again...

Oh, yeah, she was fucking perfect too. Medical ninjutsu, healing others, it was all great. And she was also super sympathetic towards him because she was so freaking nice. Even more annoyed and frustrated, he flicked the red scarf back and forth. She just wanted to understand? How could she possibly understand?! "You want to understand? You want to understand why I hate Uchiha?!" Sho shot her a deadly look as he stalked closer to her so that he could look her straight in the eyes. "Because my father is one. My father. Is. An Uchiha! Because my father had those red eyes. Because he destroyed everything. Her life, my life. Everytime, every freaking time. He destroyed everything!"

A pause in which Sho stilled, his breath heeving as if he had just run a mile.

Sho snapped. That was the only way the girl could imagine describing it. When he finished going off about his father, Ryu simply remained silent for a few moments. Then she gave a sad smile. "I think I can understand, actually. Tadashi was not any kind of father to me either, and he destroyed everything I had as well. My home. My mother. My sister. I think I can understand." She said, keeping her tone soft and trying to carefully avoid angering him. "We've got different views on this, that is for sure. But I don't think the actions of one, or a few men should dictate that of an entire people. I can understand what you're going through. Maybe you'll give me a chance, and we can help each other with our pasts. Or just sometimes talking might help, with somebody who can actually understand." She said, her whole demeanor towards Sho suddenly softening.

Sho punched her in the face without a second of hesitation as soon as she finished her last words. "Understand? You understand?! You understand what I am going through? That is the fucking joke of the year. You understand nothing. You cannot even begin to comprehend. If you did you would not be speaking those words like you are some goddamn saint who has forgiven the world for throwing shit at your face," he snarled. "Your mother and sister? They are what? Dead? Boohoo. People die. But you know what, some people don't die. Some people survive. And for some people not dying is worse. Not dying is so much worse because they cling to a madness so strongely that they won't even... they won't even..." He turned his head away from her. He could feel his hands cramping as his fingers clenched together so stongely that the nails were digging in his flesh.

"You idiot!" She responded, holding her face where he had punched her. She held her free hand towards Naomi, gesturing for the panther to stay where she was. "Yes, they're dead. You know why? Because Tadashi got sick of torturing us everyday. Because he got sick of violating his daughter, forcing her to pretend to be somebody she wasn't. So he burned our home, killed my mother. You want to know why I have one eye? Because my twin was driven mad by Tadashi, and attacked me. She took my other eye, and I had to kill her. I do understand, maybe not about the others surviving. But I've seen the worst firsthand." She retaliated in anger, before taking a few breaths to calm herself. "I'm sorry, look, I'm sorry. I meant that I can understand something of your pain. I... I know you probably don't want anything to do with it, but I want to try to help. Please, even just talking can help..." She said before gently reaching out to grab at Sho. She aimed to put a hand gently on his shoulder. "Please. Try to calm down a little bit. Just... lets talk."

Instantly Sho violently slapped her hand away and did a step back almost instinctively. His eyes were narrowed as he looked at her. "Talk? That is your solution? Just, let's talk about it and everything will go away. Wow and you say you've seen the worst firsthand. Because you were there when your mother died? Because you had to kill your sister? Suck it up. You know what?" He retook his step. "Sure, let me tell you something, let me tell you something I have never told anyone before. Let's talk, huh? Wanna know something about me?" His tone became harder. "You know what I think sometimes?

I sometimes think it would be better if my mom was dead.

Not because I don't love her. Because you know, that would be better for her than this existance. It would be better than the life she is leading now full of madness and false hope. Better for me too maybe. Who knows. You certainly don't. You have no understanding of any of this even though you seem to think you have the selfish reason to know about this. You have no idea. So shut the fuck up about talking and about your selfless need to help others, because you don't know shit."
Sho spit on the ground before her, gave her one last foul look and turned around. With angry paces he walked away.

She wanted to tell him he was wrong, that it wouldn't be better. He would be alone, and she'd have no chance of reclaiming the life she had. She wanted to say something, to try to help the boy who was clearly suffering more than she was. But she couldn't. Her face simply drained of color as she thought about what he had said. "Talking... can help." She said in a small voice, frowning to herself as he walked away. She stayed there, contemplating what he said for what she thought was only a moment.

Looking up to call after the boy, and force him to see some reason, only to notice that it was now dark outside. Looking around, she wondered how long she had been standing there. The girl quickly retrevied a jacket she had brought before heading out of the field. She paused for a moment, staring in the direction of Eiji's house before shaking her head. Spinning on a heel the girl decided to head towards Doctor Tsubaki's.
She needed his help with a little project forming in her mind.

With that in her mind, the girl decided on her plan. Speaking softly to herself. "Sorry Eiji-sensei, I think I'll be home late tonight.". Hopefully he wouldn't worry about her too much.
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Neji Uchiha
Konohagakure Genin Team 8
Amekagure
A few scratches and bruises, that was all of the injuries that he had gotten during their mission into enemy territory. The zealots proved to be very viscous and capable enemies, especially with those THINGS that were on their side. Neji got a chill down his spine just thinking about them. Neji though again was very lucky that he came out of the whole ordeal with only some scratches and bruises. A nurse at the hospital quickly took care of his injuries and he was told that he was free to leave. Neji waited in the waiting room to see if he would come across Aiko sensei. He sat in the waiting room for about an hour with no sign of her. He figured she was getting looked at herself or maybe was already at the barracks talking with the higher ups about their mission.

Neji slowly got out of his chair and stretched out. He was pretty tired, they had fought through almost an entire building that was filled with the Zealots. Neji needed to get back to the barracks and take a nap. He walked over to the woman behind the desk and told her to tell his sensei if she saw her that he was heading back to the barracks. The woman smiled at the young thirteen year old and told him that if she saw Aiko sensei she would tell her. Neji thanked the woman and headed out of the hospital and headed back towards the barracks. He exited the hospital and was immediately met with the all so familiar rain of Amekagure. He looked up into the grey sky and silently sighed to himself. He can't imagine how people could live here all of their lives. He put his hood up and started to make his way back towards the barracks. They had been in Amekagure for a few weeks now, so he had gotten a hang of the geography of the village and figured out where everything was. It was about a ten minute walk from the Hospital back to the barracks giving him plenty of time to think about the mission.

Those things what were those things. Neji had never seen anything like them before in his life. They weren't human, were they demons? He had no idea, but those things and the chill that accompanied them was the first thing he thought about when thinking of their mission. Neji thought back to when the one of them took a hold Kazumo. Neji for sure thought that if he or Tomiko didn't do something soon, that Kazumo was going to be killed. That was something Neji was not gonna let happen. Even though he and Kazumo were not friends in fact they didn't like each other at all really, but he was still his comrade and Neji was not gonna let him die. Neji rushed in to be the hero and guess what happened. He messed up AGAIN. Instead of striking the thing's arm like he was planning on, he actually ended up striking Kazumo's arm instead and making a deep cut into his arm in which he started to bleed from. After he did that he was pretty useless the rest of the mission scared to make a move. He was scared that he would mess up and cause one of his comrades to be killed. Luckily somehow Kazumo was able to kill that thing and because of him and Aiko sensei, they were able to get out of that building relatively in one peace. Neji curled his hand into a fist and gritted his teeth as the rain continued to come down on the streets of Amekagure. Mistake after mistake after mistake, to Neji it seemed like all he did now was make mistakes and he hated it. He hated feeling useless. This was when his mind suddenly shifted. His mind shifted to his older brother Nadaki.

Nadaki was someone Neji could always count on for anything. Even when he messed up or things weren't working out, he could always count on Nadaki. He thought about something Nadaki told him once when Neji was little. Nadaki told him that even the great shinobi make mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes at some point. This was told too him after Neji messed up on trying to learn the giant fireball jutsu. Neji was very young then and was upset that he had messed it up. Nadaki laughed and told him that mistakes are going to happen a lot, but to try and not to dwell on them. Try to not let the mistakes you make define you as a person. Neji smiled as some tears started to roll down his face. He just realized that with everything going on, he hadn't even had the time to mourn the death of his big brother. He kinda just pushed all the feelings deep down inside, so that he could focus on his missions. That is what Nadaki would want him to do. Tears continued to roll down his face as he finally made it back to the barracks. He went inside and went into the sleeping quarters, he was the only one there and that is when he really finally let his emotions go and started to silently cry. Memories of his brother came rushing to his mind and he just continued to cry. Everything just seemed to be crashing down on him, but the mistakes he had made during his missions were nothing compared to how he felt about losing his brother. He looked up to Nadaki a lot he idolized him and wanted to be like him. He was an Anbu Black Op and went on missions that really were important to protect the village. He was proud of his brother he really was, but still why was it his brother that had to die. Why Nadaki? Neji almost hated him for just leaving him and his family like that.

After he laid in a bed and cried for a while, he wiped away his tears. He realized that he should be proud of his brother. His brother was a hero who died protecting the village. His brother was someone that always believed in Neji and Neji wasn't about to let him down anymore, he had already done that enough. "
Nadaki if you're out there somewhere please watch me. I'm going to make you proud. I promise." Neji soon nodded off too sleep as he waited to hear his next orders from Aiko sensei.
 
Saki and Hideki's Adorable Honeymoon

Whistling softly she would observe the movement of the small group that were Guardians, led by Hideki. "Not getting lost, are we?" Saki decided to shout out, her tone conveying that she was somewhat amused to spot Hideki and the troop of Guardians. "Or did you come to also admire the view from here?"

"If only," Hideki replied, somewhat ruefully. "How's the situation over here? Any butterflies making the rounds?" He could sense Kaito and some of the Guardians eyeing the beast Saki was seated astride with wary glances. Hideki felt a bit of trepidation himself — he'd never been much good with animals exceeding Noru's size, which was hardly an impressive quality.

Deciding to dismount, Saki would puff softly before replying back. "I wish. Would give me something to watch other than the turmoil at the riverbanks." Shooting a curious look at the small band of Guardians, Saki would shift her attention back on Hideki. "What about you? Deciding to go for a stroll? You're too late for our picknick, though. We held that almost a hour ago." She tried to joke, even casting a smile. Yet with the thoughts shooting through her mind and doing anything but making her less restless, Saki decided to add something. "Or are you and your lot the bringers of bad news?"

Taking a few steps forward, Hideki pushed a few locks of hair away from his eye and turned to survey the battle raging down by the river — screams and shouts rose like a tattoo of drums. Maybe it was just a product of his imagination, but the taste of iron in his mouth was undeniable. "Neither I'm afraid. Intuition told us to take up position here," he said, blushing at the mention of 'intuition'. Hardly the most capable commander along with Kaito, was he? "No sign of the enemy from the flanks?"

Slightly the blonde eyebrows of Saki rose by hearing the reasoning of Hideki taking a new position. She decided to not question or joke about it. Certainly not when he was in the presence of people he was meant to command and lead around. "No sign yet. I send a couple of riders to check the northern and southern crossings. I doubt that there will be any enemies moving from those places as there isn't much room to move a large force. Though," she tried to sound calm about it as she continued, "Katsu did report in that Koike was worried about that the massive attack is just a decoy. To pinpoint most of our attention and forces and leave our flanks open for an attack. Already asked permission from Hayate if I have free movement to redeploy to the crossings and keep a watch there but haven't gotten an answer back."

Hideki mulled over Saki's words, biting his lip. "A decoy, eh? It's possible, although..." He turned and scanned the disorderly mob of the enemy as they engaged the 13th Brigade, the clashing of iron and steel sending sparks biting into the air. "They don't strike me as the most organised of armies — but maybe that's part of the deception. Would you advice us to scout the area? As of now, our hands are rather free."

Considering something Saki threw a look in the direction of where Yatori had went. "I suppose we can use some more people at the northern crossing. There is quite some vegetation at that crossing which allows for cover. Probably would comfort me knowing that we got some people there to keep watch." Pondering further Saki would pause. "I will be happy to know you will go there but only if you and your troops are willing and able. Not that I doubt that the frontline will break any moment, but it might be quite dull there." Saki wanted to say something else but the entire situation and present people prevented her from voicing her concerns. Resting her left hand on the pommel of her sword, she shifted her weight before adding a final comment. "Then again, the southern crossing is perhaps less dull. It has much less vegetation but I will leave the choice up to you."

Lowering his head, Hideki swilled some saliva around in his mouth as he ruminated over the choices. He glanced over his shoulder at Kaito, seeking counseling, but the man was busy conferring with another Guardian over equipment — or the lack thereof rather. Turning back to Saki, he said, "We'll head North, then." Pausing, he eyed her for a moment, then spoke in a softer voice, "Stay safe now, won't you?"

"Okay," she responded at first, signalling to one of her Tiger Claws, furthering the signal with the instruction to show Hideki and his group to the place. Turning back to Hideki, there was something that Saki wanted to say but she decided against it. Flashing a cheeky smile, she would opt to wink at Hideki before replying. "I will. Make sure to not fall asleep over there. Now get going before people will talk about us."

Nodding, Hideki ensured that everyone of the Guardians were in formation and ready to dispatch before following the Tiger Claw envoy as they climbed the rolling low hills toward the northern crossing, the snow crunching audibly beneath their feet. "Scout duty, is it?" Kaito said from his flank, his voice neutral. "Yes. For now. Hopefully we'll be able to avoid any overt confrontation — although I probably shouldn't be saying that." A small squad of Tiger Claws came into view a small distance away, and Hideki picked up his pace.

One of the Tiger Claws that came in view was a man, who held his helmet underneath his right arm. Turning towards the approaching group, the man decided to stride in a confident fashion towards. "I didn't expect any reinforcements yet." He said, though there wasn't any amusement present in his voice. Rubbing his chin with his free hand, encased in a leather glove, the man shot a look at the present Tiger Claw - who had guided Hideki and his troop. "Though any help is welcome, whom among you is the leading officer?"
Stepping forward, slightly winded from catching up with the mounted Tiger Claw, Hideki said, half to the officer, half to Kaito, "I'll handle communication for now. Hideki, Chuunin of the Guardians. How are things here?"

There was a second that Yatori gazed at the spot of Hideki's right eye. Yet the facial expression of the man didn't say much. "Things are quiet here. We moved our own mounts down there," the man vaguely pointing with his thumb over his shoulder, "No sign of the enemy on the other side of the crossing. Already deployed a sensor but judging from earlier contact between the Lightning country forces and some ambushers, they have people who can cloak their chakra. Then again," the man half turned as he nodded towards the direction of where the crossing was. "The place to cross with a force is narrow. I doubt that the enemy will attempt to cross over with large numbers if they intend to do so." Yatori spoke without holding back towards Hideki, visibly pondering on something before he decided to shoot a question back. "Forgive me for perhaps assuming wrong but the length of the crossing is around fifty meters. I might be asking a lot but how far can you spot movement with your dojutsu?"

"Around that ballpark, give or take — if not exactly fifty metres," Hideki responded with confidence. "Give the signal and we'll move down, sir."

The hint of a smile crossed Yatori's features as he gestured towards the spot further up ahead. With the vegetation it was easy to keep watch over who would attempt to make a crossing and the lack of vegetation on the opposite side would even further any advantage that they could muster over any possible hostile groups or individuals. Walking with the Guardians to the spot, Yatori decided to speak up again. "Best to keep everybody that is able to deliver a ranged attack a bit spread. I don't have much numbers to add but most of us are capable marksmen. I think," he shot a look at the present Tiger Claws, "One of us is able to use some wind ninjutsu but if we have some luck, then we won't need to fret over it."

Hideki nodded, digesting the information with a narrowed eye. He gestured for Kaito to arrange the Guardians accordingly whilst he himself formed the Seal of Confrontation, his Byakugan awakening with a burst of whiteness visible to no-one but himself. Gazing ahead, he surveyed the crossing — searching for any sign of movement instead of chakra signatures as per Yatori's quick briefing.

It remained quiet, almost peaceful, on the other side of the river. No movement or signal of movement could be detected. As some time passed there wasn't much change until one of the Tiger Claws would warn that he had picked up some chakra signatures, only a second later stating that multiple were inbound. Soon enough there was visual on a large group of riders, atop of the same dreadful looking canines of before, heading towards the crossing. A few of the riders picked up the pace and seemed to be cautious. Shooting looks at the treeline, they wouldn't be able to spot any of the Tiger Claws or Guardians. One of the enemy riders would head back and shout something, in a foreign tongue. Whatever the rider had shouted caused movement as the mounted group would approach the riverbank on their side It soon became clear that the foul looking mounts were anything but willing to cross the water. Struggling to make their steeds to cross the water, sight of a large band of enemy infantry - both wearing crude armour and clothing as holding weapons of poor quality.

Scrutinizing the enemy from the vantage point, Hideki remained effaced under the cover of the vegetation, the Guardians behind him crouching as well. Glancing toward Yatori, he waited for the older man to determine their next course of action. It seemed Hideki had opted for the right option, picking the northern crossing — unless they were approaching from both fronts.
Yatori remained in cover as he would observe the enemy movement at the other side of the crossing. Gesturing to one of the present Tiger claws, an exchange of hushed words between the two took place. Resulting into that the Tiger Claw member would move away as quietly as he could. Spotting that Hideki was looking at him, Yatori would slowly draw his sword and nodded towards the Hyuuga. Remaining in cover, he would softly whistle as some of the other Tiger claws would ready their weapons but not yet spring into action.

There was some movement ongoing as a few of the enemy riders were able to pull their mounts into the cold water. Various grunts and snarls made it clear that the beasts still didn't entirely agreed with the decision. The present infantry would move closer to the crossing but would wait for their comrades with the canine mounts to make the crossing first, before following. From the fact that they barely watched or seemed alert of the treeline on the side of Hideki and Yatori, they didn't expect any ambush or imminent fight.

Drawing five kunai, Hideki lined them up in the crevices of his fingers before filling each with chakra, concentrating the vacuum so densely it might possibly break them upon impact. Closer now, Hideki thought, not moving an inch. A few more metres, I beg you. Yes, come. There's nothing to be afraid of. His thoughts eventually died out, replaced by the intensity of the interim alone. A slight quiver ran through him, eager to evolve into something more.

The enemy troops moved further into the shallow waters. What seemed to be the mounted vanguard, the trouble with their canine mounts seemed to persist. Eventually, the infantry company was ushered into movement and it became clear that the crossing was anything but organised. More at ease, the enemy soldiers started to enter the water. The front row was around fifteen men wide as it became clear, through one soldier slipping and sinking away, that the crossing wasn't really wide. Some comments in their foreign tongue were given and laughter followed. Slowly but surely the infantry started to reach the half of the crossing towards the other side, where the Imperials were concealed by the vegetation.

As their feet submerged beneath the water, mingling with the waterweed, the Guardians burst into motion, projectiles rippling through the air and homing in on the waterbound enemy. Hideki, following suit, sent his kunai flying with all the strength and accuracy he could muster from their hidden position, the vacuum contained within ready to detonate at impact. A fleeting thought crossed him, quickly obliterated: This will be ugly... Very ugly

The shift from a somewhat disorganised crossing went to panic and anger. The projectiles and various techniques thrown and shot delivered great damage. Screams of pain, agony and to alarm others were mixed and muffled by the canine mounts panicking, snarling and some even turning on their own owners. It took various moments before the enemy force decided to attempt to rush forward, with the majority of the infantry trying to wade as fast as they could through the bitter cold water. A part of the group was held up as various mounts seemed to have turned beserk, something that wouldn't likely hold them up forever.

Joining the Guardians in their ambush, there wasn't any need for a command what needed to happen. The few Tiger Claws would launch both arrow and a few, small sized, techniques towards the enemy. A sharp whistle would ring through the air as Yatori would signal a few men to be at the ready with him. Not a second later, a horn would be blown at their backs, signalling to the allied force of the enemy presence at the northern crossing.

Being pelted down by projectiles and techniques, the confidence of the group seemed to lessen. A few of the men came to a halt and seemed to consider to risk the chance to head back and try to get past the few angry creatures. Most, however, kept up the charge and even fewer managed to reach the riverbed. Cold, angry and with their gear soaked those who managed to reach the riverbed tried to charge straight into the treeline. Shouts in their odd language pierced the air, though only a few managed to get far before taken down. The problem about the canine mounts who had gone amock seemed to solve as the entire enemy group made haste to cross over to do battle against the few Tiger Claws and Guardians.

Preparing himself to engage in melee with the hastening soldiers of the enemy, Hideki suddenly flinched. Entering the scope of his Byakugan-enhanced vision, a new group — smaller than the one assailed by the fusillade of the allied force — dressed in the red cloaks and straw hats as sighted on the other side of the riverbank before the battle began, armed with a whole menagerie of weapons — some of which were completely alien to Hideki — emerged from behind the battered enemy, swiftly taking up their tail. "Reinforcements from the East," Hideki yelled, loud enough for Yatsuri and the rest of the Guardians to discern. "The red-cloaked men from before — I think we might have some trouble on our hands."

Cutting down an eager foe with almost ease, Yatori did catch what Hideki yelled. Managing to parry and deliver a strong counter-attack, Yatori caught sight of the new arrival at the other side of the river. "We have to hold them for a bit longer!" The man yelled, both back to Hideki as to his own troops. Though outnumbered, Yatori would lead a charge that almost seemed pitiful compared to the numbers of the present enemy. With just five against a dozen, he and four Tiger Claws would attempt to occupy those who managed to survive the crossing without getting taken down by projectile or technique.

The newly arrived enemies marched in a disciplined formation. Yet they didn't make any move to aid their troubled comrades. Even worse, a few of the enemy footmen were cut down on sight when they were wavering or turning around to run away. The odd group would distance somewhat from the crossing and waterline as an arrow managed to hit its mark. Gurgling, the hit enemy would fall on his knees as his hands shot towards his throat where the shaft of the arrow was still visible. Making some distance the odd group waited. Almost as if they were patient with just observing how the allied force would cut down the first group of attackers. Their presence did double the effort of the enemy footmen to move their canine beasts across the river. A few managed to stay in control, but most of them would perish due to the attack of the present allied force before reaching close to the western bank of the river and crossing.

Disregarding the sense of unease festering inside of him, Hideki along with approximately half of the Guardians split up from the ones sustaining the artillery to assist the Tiger Claws in the melee, unsheathing weapons of various kinds — the blue glow of chakra flared up from a dozen individuals, either extending the reach of their weapons or fashioning completely new ones. Bursting onto one hapless foe, bedraggled from wading through the cold, blood-soaked river, Hideki thrust out the blades concealed within his bandages and delivered a somewhat precise cut to the throat artery — careful to avoid the blades from clashing with the man's otherwise heavier weaponry. A blur of motion behind him, Kaito parried a blow meant for Hideki, red sparks sputtering from his blade, as another female Guardian moved in to slash the assailant along the length of his spine, eliciting a bloodcurdling scream that soon diminished into gurgling and the muted sound of his body collapsing into the grasses. His heart hammering in his chest, Hideki tried to keep the other group within his purview while still engaging the enemy — a difficult task given the sheer number advantage of the enemy.

Though outnumbered Yatori and his managed to keep most enemy stalled. With Hideki and more joining in, the Tiger Claws seemed eager to fight even harder and fiercer than before. Sounds of commands from the treeline together with some cheering ring through as the volume of projectiles started to increase. Rushing with the remaining of her company, the vegetation had forced Saki to run the last part. Nocking an arrow she would quickly take aim and release the projectile. Nocking a new arrow, she didn't allow herself much time to see how bad the situation was at the moment. Ordering those armed with ranged weaponry or the use of ninjutsu among the Tiger Claws to take position at the treeline, Saki would fire another arrow at one of those miserable canine mounts.

The arrival of more Tiger Claws saw that the fight soon became a slaughter. Though many of the enemy resisted and attempted to fight back, they were quickly cut or shot down. Still, the red cloaked troops didn't make a step forward to aid their comrades. Waiting patiently for the Tiger Claws and Guardians to catch their breath, some of the red cloaks would kneel down. A soft muttering would follow the uneasy silence after the skirmish.

Panting, his breath coming in hoarse, ragged gasps, Hideki looked behind his shoulder — more out of habit than necessity, given his Byakugan — and glanced at Saki for a split-second before returning his full attention to the red-cloaked men on the other side of the river. What now, you bastards — mocking us? Still, the sense of unease he'd felt before slowly trickled back into his being, giving birth to countless ominous thoughts he forced himself to banish. Focus on the task at hand. The task that is the complete obliteration of the enemy. Numb your feelings — be a weapon, a machine if need be. That is all and everything you are. A shinobi. Gazing at the enemy, Hideki stood frozen solid, waiting for anyone to make a move.

"Get back! Now!" Saki yelled at Yatori and Hideki's group. Watching the threat at the other side of the river Saki would lower her bow. Most of her unit were in position to defend the crossing, ready to shoot at any unfortunate person that felt too confident. The sight of the enemy praying caused Saki's neck hair to rise but she couldn't reason with herself why it was unsettling in her opinion. With Yatori returning, Saki threw a look at the man. He simply shrugged and flashed a grin. Knowing enough from just that, Saki would wait for Hideki to return to the treeline as well.
Retreating into the relative safety of the Tiger Claws along with the rest of the Guardians, Hideki wiped some blood of his left cheek, the reek of urine from some of the dying soldiers still present in his nostrils after the skirmish. "Thanks for arriving in time," Hideki told Saki, the adrenaline still rushing through his bloodstream — and not likely to stop before the threat of the red-cloaked ones below had been annihilated.

"No problem," she replied, throwing a worried look at Hideki. Not able to spot anything that would likely cause her to tell him to get going back into safety, Saki would throw another look at the other side of the river. The enemy with their red cloaks were still busy, with whatever they were doing. "More units will be on their way to reinforce this position. Though, did any of them join the previous attempt to cross?" Saki asked as she would notch another arrow at the ready.
"No. They seem content watching their comrades slain. In fact, some of them even assisted us," Hideki said, his tone inflectionless. "I think it would be foolish of us not to assume they have something hidden up their sleeves — it takes a relative mastermind to muster an army this great. Or at least I would hope so."

"Did they now?" Saki asked in a colder tone. Raising her bow, she took a moment to take aim before releasing the arrow. Letting the projectile fly, she would wait a second before replying further to Hideki. "If they will break through, I want you to go back and report personally to Hayate. If it comes to worse, I will try to linger a bit around and provide you with some time. No," Saki's tone would turn sharper, "Discussion."

Biting back a host of objections, Hideki was silent for a dozen heartbeats, then replied, forcing the words out of his mouth, "Very well, ma'am." Voicing the sentence made him feel sick — but there was nothing he could do about it. She was in command here, not him — and her orders obtained. But no heroism, I impel you... he added silently.

Clicking with her tongue as she saw her arrow hit her mark, Saki noticed that nobody came to the aid to the red cloak, who would drop gurgling on the ground with an arrow stuck just below the chin. "I don't like them. But no need to sit still. Sashi! Light them up!" Saki ordered. A moment later more arrows would be released towards the red cloaks as Saki notched another arrow herself. "Might not be the best time to voice this," Saki shot a sideways look towards Hideki, "But will you marry me?" Right after the question, Saki would release her arrow towards the red cloaks.

Hideki watched the arrows rain down among the red cloaks, paying no particular heed to the sounds around him, when the essence of Saki's question hit him — truly. A grin slowly dawned on his lips in spite of the bloody web they'd found themselves entangled within, and drawing a kunai, upon throwing it he said, "You're absolutely and utterly nuts," and then, when a blast of vacuum ripped loose of the kunai, breaking it into smithereens and sending a clump of the red cloaks staggering, he followed up with, "Yes, you maniac — of course I will!"

The red cloaks kept praying, even though Saki shot one of them down. With a discipline and determination that seemed almost out of place the first arrow volley went without them reacting to it. Few more red cloaked enemies would drop dead. Then as one the group unleashed a battlecry before getting up. Running towards the water, it became painfully clear that they weren't as their fallen comrades that had been forced to cross first. Running over water, moulding chakra at their feet, a few of them started to weave hand signals as others kept charging. Some were clever enough to run in a zig-zag patern and use of their heavy red cloaks to evade or diminish the damage done by one of the arrows.

"We will go over our vows after this," Saki said, though she couldn't hide her grin and the joy in her voice. Notching another arrow she took aim. Only spotting that the red cloaks came in motion. Worse, they apparently had the ability to cross water, running over it. It delayed her arrow only moment before it would send flying. The projectile caught one of the red cloaks in the shoulder, making him slow down for a moment. Notching another arrow, Saki would yell the command for her Tiger Claws to shoot down any that were weaving signals for ninjutsu.

"Fine," Hideki responded, unable to truly wipe the grin off his face — even as the red cloaks rushed headlong over the surface of the water, nearing with frightening immediacy. Conserving his chakra for the full-on confrontation, he sent a volley of shurikens raking through the air, entertaining little hope of them wounding the enemy beyond a few superficial cuts.

The arrows and projectiles of the defenders saw more men and women with their red cloaks and unknown style of atire fall into the water. Three that managed to finish the streak of their hand signals would lob a ball of fire towards the defending side. The others kept charging as some would channel a blue hue through their weapons before unleashing a battlecry. A small group of four would huddle together just before reaching the west bank of the river, holding all together the bird signal while muttering something in a rapid pace.

Cursing as these enemies proved to be more difficult Saki felt the heat as one of the balls of fire made an impact near her. Jogging away from her last position, she would notice the small group of four. Yet, it became clear that they were being hard pressed as the enemy started to engage them up close. Notching an arrow against the string of her bow, Saki's pale blue eyes settled her aim already on the small group. Raising her bow she was about to shoot an arrow, hoping to disrupt anything that their enemy were plotting. Before she could do so, movement in the corner of her left eye caught her attention. A red cloak with two short maces attempted to close in, chakra visible at the head of one of the maces. Turning around, Saki released the arrow while muttering a curse in Yakimara. As her would-be attacker would drop, Saki would once more attempt to notch an arrow. "Those four! Somebody! Quick!"

The fireball streaked past Hideki, evoking bitter memories and seeming to prompt his scarred tissue into throbbing violently, as a rash of screams rose in its wake. Turning at the sound of Saki's command, Hideki barely had time to react before Kaito and two other Guardians were charging down the slope to disrupt the group. Cursing under his breath, he hounded after them, throwing kunai and shuriken at the red cloaks meaning to intercept Kaito's group — to little avail but stalling them momentarily.

Clashing against the Tiger Claws and Guardians both on the slopes as at the treeline, more shouts would follow. From the northern direction of the fighting, more red cloaks would charge at the battle. Though less strong in numbers, the reinforcements forced various Tiger Claws as Guardians to switch from ranged attacks to defending themselves against the new foes. Half a dozen even came on top of the large and dreadful appearing canine. Around the four red cloaks, mumbling and holding a signal, more of their comrades would attempt to form a certain kind of shield. Attempting to push the enemy back into the treeline, as the fire of the previous attacks started to spread across the vegetation and smoke filling the air around the trees and bushes.

Wanting to unleash another arrow at the four, things were starting to look bad. Hearing new shouts and battlecries coming from their north, Saki lowered her bow for a moment as she turned her head. They were being attacked from the north as well? Gritting her teeth, she would turn towards the position while shouting an order for Yatori to take her place over. Rushing as fast as she could without engaging any of the red cloaks, she did notice that they weren't being put down as helpless sheep but if nothing wouldn't change quickly then it would be over for them.

Reaching the northern position of the fight, Saki came to a short skidding halt in the snow. Spotting one of the beasts, being mounted by a red cloak, Saki would insert some chakra through the arrow shaft into the steel tip. Drawing the arrow back she aimed for the beast's back, upon which the saddle was girded. Releasing the projectile, she wouldn't notch another arrow afterwards. The moment that the projectile had hit its mark Saki would form the seal of confrontation to initate the next step. Several slim spikes of chakra would shoot out of the arrow tip, impaling both mount and rider.

An eye for an eye: one of the Guardians went down in a spray of blood, his eyes rolling back in their sockets, as Kaito's blade subsequently decapitated the culprit, the huddling four still enclosed within their protective bubble. "We need to break through, damn it!" Kaito shouted, straining the veins around his neck. Hideki made to respond, almost stumbling down the snow-clad slope as he thrust out the blades strapped to his forearms, when—
Twin gouts of fire exploded where Kaito and the other Guardian fought, the embers singing Hideki face as everyone in the near vicinity were thrown backwards — in the flashing interval before Hideki hit the ground, he glimpsed the attendant Guardian nearly cartwheeling through the air, the flames tearing at his clothing. Damn... Not like this."

Lowering her bow as she nocked another arrow Saki heard some sounds that attracted her attention to the side. She spotted some dust and clutches of sand and dirt thrown into the air. Realising that it was where she had last seen Hideki, Saki wavered. They were being hard pressed from two directions and her duty wasn't to just look out after one person. It lasted only for one second that she hesistated but it was enough for a red cloak to close in from her left. Spotting the movement Saki was too late to properly react to it. The red cloak's mace slammed hard against her helmet, sending a heavy vibration through her head. Stumbling she felt another impact that send her to the ground. Dazed from the first impact Saki had dropped her bow. Her right hand went to the handle of her sword, trying to reach for the weapon as thoughts raced through her mind.

The smoke screen of the flame blast suddenly parted, admitting two red cloaks charging toward Hideki's position with weapons drawn, steel glinting in the pale morning sun. Shit, Hideki thought, fumbling to his feet just in time to manage a spin, casting a web of chakra around him that forced the red cloaks to disengage, splitting up into two directions. Wordless, the shadows cast by their straw hats obscuring their eyes. This was bad, Hideki realized. Very bad. It was already taxing enough to maintain the Byakugan on its own and then coupling it with a dozen vacuum shells and now Revolving Heaven would inevitably lead to his depletion of chakra if the battle prolonged for too long. I'll have to conserve for a while. Brandishing his blades, he faced the two red cloaks as they circled around him, his heart beating rapidly in his chest — too absorbed to take notice of Saki's plight.

Gripping the handle of her sword Saki's vision started slowly to cease being blurry. Her opponent didn't waste any time with a speech or kind of parting words with her. The mace of the red cloak was being raised with the intent of being brought down on her face clear. Still, more desperate than anything else, Saki tried to draw her weapon. Before she could manage she saw how her attacker froze. The red cloak grunted softly as quickly a tip of a sword pierced through the throat. As the sudden tip of sharp steel was pulled back, Saki's opponent would sink down on the ground as a Tiger Claw leaned forward to stretch out his left wrist. Grasping the wrist while muttering a thanks Saki tried to make sense of what was going on around her.

The heat-drifts from the nearby forest fire danced on Hideki's skin as he engaged the two red cloaks, relentlessly driven back by their undying onslaught — steel flashing in coruscating waves. Fuck, fuck, fuck — what can I do? He spun, deftly avoiding a broad slash aimed for his neck, and jumped backwards, nearly colliding with another soldier of the Tiger Claws. A strip of his bandages had come undone, the gash hidden therein pulsating with the flowing of blood — a superficial wound, heavens be praised. Down by the river, the group of mumbling red cloaks seemed close to finishing their ritual. Not good. Not good. Think, Hideki. Think. His mind racing, he clutched at the straws and, upon coming eye to eye with the attacking red cloaks, set aglow the tattoo behind his left ear and melted into the background, dashing behind them and rushing for the group. He had no idea if they could still see him, if they had sensors within their squad — unless every fucking one of them is a sensor — but there was no other choice. It was this or possibly jeopardise the entire battle.

As her vision became clear Saki threw one more look around. Growing angry due to various factors Saki gripped the handle of her blade tighter. Walking in a brisk pace towards the treeline, a red cloak approached her with a pair of short swords. Raising her own sword, she would parry the initial attack of the red cloak. Her opponent then attempted to launch another attack with his second weapon but Saki trusted on her armour. Raising her arm, the edge of the red cloak's sword clashed against her shoulder guard. Making use of the moment Saki directed the tip of her blade towards her foe and thrusted forward. The sharp and durable dragonsteel managed to slice through the leather armour. Feeling how the blade sink into her opponent Saki would softly curse before pushing the red cloak backward. Figuring that he was done, she barely managed to avoid having a blade in her face. Leaning away for the last attack of the dying red cloak, Saki would kick the man aside. With her left hand she would draw out one of her knives, imbuing it with chakra as she tried to examine the situation on the beach.

Barrelling down the slope, Hideki swallowed a huge gulp of air upon seeing the red cloaks swarming around the group of four as a defensive barrier. No other choice, then... Expelling a shell of vacuum from underneath his feet, he took to air, launching himself above the group with two more, the chakra draining from his system ridiculously fast, and then, when he was directly above them, detonated a final one to send himself plunging into their midst, blades flashing wildly, his thoughts so jumbled and incoherent he had no choice but to rely on instinct alone.

The blue visible energy started to hiss as Saki increased the intensity of the chakra around the blade of the knife, in her left fist. Managing to catch sight of Hideki, Saki tried to read his line of attack. Spotting the four red cloaks he was about to assault, Saki moved as fast as she could forward. It was an odd experience as she did so with the adrenaline rush mixing together with a few emotions. Raising the knife she would have cursed the fact she hadn't bring her bow with her if all her focus wasn't on providing some aid for Hideki. Throwing the knife as she spotted two red cloaks attempting to pursue and posing a threat to Hideki's flank, Saki gave it all she had. The moment that the knife was thrown in a vertical way, the blue hue not yet diminishing. Raising her hands Saki narrowed her eyes as she had to time it correctly. One of the red cloaks was armed with that awful hook and chained end while the other had a curved blade, from which a blue hue of chakra was visible. The pair would dash forwards, attempting to deliver their attacks on the Hyuuga's back and thus not spotting that the chakra imbued around the edge of Saki's knife would extend. In a mere moment the knife would slice through and mortally wound both of the red cloaks. Panting Saki still tried to run forwards, towards Hideki's position.

Blood lifted into air — blood that could possibly be his own — as the adrenaline seemed to obliterate all pain, enshrouding his vision in a crimson haze. Whirling, his lefthand blade slicing through the neck of one of the ritual officials, spraying blood, he absently — as if from a remote distance, observing someone else — felt something sharp slice into his right calf, causing him to wobble slightly, the pain still absent. What the hell now. The thought passed him quickly, as when he tried to spin, he found himself wobbling further, barely able to parry the blow of the assailant, electric currents jolting through his arm upon the clashing of their weapons. He had no idea if he'd managed to get any of the other of the four, but it seemed there was nothing he could do about that now — his resources were quickly caving in from under him.

Trying to reach the fighting Saki gripped her sword with both hands as she did her best to run as fast as she could. Seeing how Hideki was doing caused her heart to skip some beats. Ignoring everything around her, Saki tried to come into the fight with literally bashing herself into the group. Managing to slam one of the red cloaks aside the dangerous weapon in the Yamanaka's right hand would start to sweep and lash out to anybody nearby with a red cloak. "Get out!" She yelled, hoping that the Hyuuga would be both able and willing to get going.

Something warm and sticky flowed down his right leg, throbbing wildly and out of tune, as Hideki attempted to stumble backwards on an awkward gait, simultaneously parrying the swift blows of the red cloaks hounding his tail. Again, as if from a distance, Saki's words reached him, seeming several miles away. I'm not dying, am I? What a crappy hill to go on. The blade of the assailant suddenly lunged forward, extending into a full sweep, and Hideki glimpsed as if through a lens as it sliced into his left forearm, breaking the blade and causing blood to spurt. Finally, pain blossomed. Letting out a scream — more instinctive than anything else — Hideki fell to the ground, desperately rolling away from the ever-nearing assailant, his right leg seeming to have frozen fast, the nerves unresponsive. Using the last vestige of strength he could muster then, he twisted upwards and ousted enough chakra from the tenketsu near his righthand blade to send it flying into the chest of the red cloak, forcing him to stumble backwards. From behind him, however, more red cloaks seemed eager to finish the job, brandishing blades by the dozen. Shit.

Parrying a strike Saki was about to make use of the opening to hack down the opposing red cloak. Hearing Hideki's scream, she felt a cold fear rippling through her being. The slash that would have cut down the red cloak would become sloppy as it would just slash across the man's chest, driving him slightly back. Turning around Saki was just in time to witness that Hideki was on the ground. Before she could react, she experienced an impact at her side, causing her to stumble. The enemy of before unleashed another attack, trying to deliver a fast cut from the left. Raising her arm, Saki managed to fend the attack - suffering a heavy vibration across her arm - with her left bracer. Fending the attack off she would execute a quick thrust in the opening of her foe's defense, managing to let the blade sink deep into the chest. Instead of holding on to the blade Saki would release her grip while turning around. Spotting more red cloaks approaching, time seemed to slow down. Somewhere, very faintly, Saki could hear the whispers about letting Hideki lie. Abandoning him to his own fate, which was more than likely a gruesome death. Unaware of the tears that started to roll over her cheeks Saki rushed forward. Drawing another of her knives she would make an attempt to keep a last stand while yelling out a battle cry.

Seeing Saki burst into the fray, an ungodly mixture of rage and desperation surged through Hideki. "Run, you goddamn moron! he screamed, the veins around his neck bunching as he forced himself to stand on his good leg, the pain fierce and burning. "It's not worth it! Retreat! Retreat!" Raising his palm in despair, he released another vacuum shell aimed at the red cloaks, then foundered abruptly, the strength siphoning out of him with the shortage of chakra. Fuck, fuck... Get out, you—

"Bite me!" Saki sneered back as she readied for the collision. She was aware that she could perhaps take one or two of those red cloaks at the same time. But there were quite a few more. With her left hand she would draw another knife and attempted to throw it in a fluid movement. The weapon managed to hit the shoulder of a red cloak but didn't do much but stall that one's progress in closing on to her and Hideki. "Shit, just shut up! Shut up!" Saki yelled back, refusing to move away. Just before the clash would happen, a flurry of arrows would soar through the air and prevent the red cloaks from getting near the two. Surprised Saki wanted to look who was responsible but she realised what she had to do. "Come on, need to get you out of here," she said, turning to Hideki and attempting to provide some support for him to walk.

Gritting his teeth as he once more stood up, leaning on Saki this time around, he cursed under his breath, the fury still gushing through him. "Fuck, fuck, I never signed up for this dogshit. Is this how it feels to be married?" Grimacing in pain as they put some distance between them and the red cloaks, the artillery of the reinforcements ensuring their 'safe' passage, Hideki continued to swear like a sailor, eventually shutting up when multitasking became too difficult.

"Just get moving! Better keep saving your strength. You're not allowed to die yet, you hear me?" Saki tried to sound stern but her voice was higher pitched than normal. It gave clearly away what she was going through as she tried to move Hideki towards the treeline. Various members of the Tiger claws started to open fire at any red cloak at the beach. Spotting various red cloaks starting to disengage Saki throw a worried look at the legs of Hideki. "You better not bleed dry. I will..." Her voice trailed off as she tried to spot anybody who could perhaps provide medical assistance.

Trying to keep himself from blackening out, Hideki deactivated his Byakugan and focused on normalizing his breathing, taking slow, methodical breaths in spite of his body screaming out. "Is the ritual still on?" he asked Saki between breaths, faintly discerning the forest fire ahead — and the black smoke rising toward the sky.

Managing to get Hideki further away, Saki would attempt to lay down on his side so that he remained stable. "No, you made a big mess of it. Whatever they were trying to do, you fucked it up. Really," she tried to flash a warm smile despite feeling the need to cry by just spotting present blood on him, "You're probably are now going to be their worst enemy. Just stay still okay." Placing a hand on his shoulder Saki would slightly turn and shout out that a medic was needed. Waiting for a moment, nobody nearby seemed to react. Cursing softly before yelling out again, finally a member of the Guardians rushed towards them. "Hey, hey," Saki patted Hideki's cheek gently, "I know it is once more a bad timing but don't worry okay? We will do the whole asking thing over again soon."

Hideki closed his eye, tuning out the sounds of battle and listening to Saki's voice alone. Their worst enemy, huh. Maybe it was all one big mistake, getting involved like this. How many times had he died now? Once in Snow Country, murdering those thugs, his innocence battered into a pulp. Then in Seakeep, baptized by fire. And now this. "Once more, eh? Let's make it more romantic this time around," he rasped, grinning as much as he managed before it turned into a grimace, the pain flowing regularly down his leg and arm. "You were really cool there, y'know. I don't think archers are supposed to rush in like that," he told Saki, squinting at her through the glare of the sun.

A smile, though void of joy, dawned on Saki's lips as she nodded. Fighting back the tears she would reply back. "Perhaps with some sushi, some nice walls and who know? Perhaps you will be able to get your hands on some pretty flowers," she said back, trying to ignore the sounds of the ending battle nearby. Or she hoped that it was ending with a victory for them. It could very well be their last hour. Pushing that dreadful thought away, she grasped briefly one of Hideki's hands as she tried to produce a chuckle. "I guess they aren't. But thanks." She wanted to so many things but wasn't able to. Sqeeuzing gently and briefly in Hideki's hand, she would let go and nod one more time. "Just make sure that you surprise me in a good fashion! I like tulips! Remember that okay?" Trying to sound cheerful Saki would get up, throwing one last look at the Guardian who was focused on patching up Hideki. Considering that she couldn't do anything more for him, she would turn around and head to see what she could to the remaining enemies.
 
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[fieldbox=Get Ready! Set! , lightgreen]Etsu Yabut,
Jounin of Ame Team 22
Amegakure, at a 'friend's home'.


Gaho had been pacing for how long now? Etsu had lost count how many times the old man had walked back and forth. How many times he had softly cursed while taking in the information she had brought back. The concern was visible on the features of Gaho and Etsu was tempted to ask him if he was tired yet. As if he had anticipated Etu's question, Gaho abruptly turned towards Etsu with a stern look.
"You are aware what will happen if you mess this up? There is not going to be a plan B, C or what so ever! If you make a mess of this, we are all going to hang! Not just you, we all will!"

Remaining calm Etsu's eyebrows slowly raised as a playful smile adorned her features. She was well aware of the risks that involved the operation she wanted to start. To try to tackle the corrupt elements in the police corps with just a few of the Tough Rats and her own team? A team that wasn't per terms experienced or capable for such a large and risky gamble but they just had to try their hardest.
"No need to scare me, Gaho," Etsu replied in a friendly manner as she slightly raised both her hands, "I am aware of the risks. But hey, the current big shot doesn't seem to disapprove of the idea."
Her reply did anything but calm down the man. He glared at Etsu as he wiggled a right index finger at Etsu.

"You know as good as me that there isn't any confirmed proof that you got any legal support. An ANBU will be nice and great but I doubt he will take any shots for you. Nor will the Amekage assistant cover you if it will threaten to bite him in the ass. If you wish to pursue this then what we need is careful and good planning. Every move needs to weighted and considered."
He was right. She knew that. But yet it remained annoying that he treated her like she was some inexperienced chuunin that needed to be told what the protocol was for an intelligence mission.
"I know. Just make sure that I got what I need on spot and I will do the rest. How many of the boys and girls did you get to muster?"

"Five."

It remained silent for a solid twenty seconds.

"F-Five?"
"Five," was the resolute answer, once more.

Etsu just gazed at Gaho, who shrugged lightly. Five Tough Rats were able to partake in what she wanted to do? That was not half of what she had expected, let alone hoped for! She had braced herself for a dozen or so members of the Tough Rats to be able. Willing was more or less out of the question.
"Good fucking Taishaku," Etsu groaned softly, "How come it that---"
"Cause I won't risk more than five!"
"Gaho!"
"No! And no! You know as well as I that it took a damn lot of effort, time and resources to build everything up! To then just see it all collapse cause you want to be some kind of glorified vigilante? Fuck that!"

Etsu rose up from the chair she sat on. Her cheeks gained a red taint that made it evident that she was growing anything but happy with Gaho's words or decision.
"Old man, I warn you that if you keep it up that you will have to swallow some teeth!"
Gaho didn't turn his gaze away from the angry Etsu. He instead replied in a calm tone back.
"I suggest you get going. There is work to be done."

Etsu narrowed her eyes for a moment before turning and walking away.



The usual friendly facade wasn't present as she was waiting for her team. The note that there would be a meeting, followed up by some training. Though, that would all be a rouse for those who could perhaps keep an eye on the activity on teams. She realised it would be too suspicious perhaps for any mole who was assigned to keep a close watch of what team did what. Which would keep her now off from the radar, Etsu wagered, as it wouldn't be odd for a team to meet and then do a training.

Waiting close to the post-office of mister Nomura, the place known for being under 'siege' of various brigands and vagabonds a couple of weeks ago. Or was it even a month? Etsu wasn't entirely certain. But, hopefully, she wouldn't have to wait too long on her students.

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[fieldbox=For the North! - Part II, lightsalmon]
Wolf country,
The First Battle!

At the front lines,
Satoshi's unit, at the left side of the Allied frontline.

A collab between Inzane, Frost, MelanchyBoi, Jason, Glitchybugger and Gerontis.

Summary:
The first battle wroten from the perspective of the left side of the battle where Satoshi and a part of his forces are located. Determined to hold their ground, the various characters are facing with a grim opposition that will test their mettle and cooperation in a test of life and death.


[spoili]
The battle kept raging on. Slowly the ground would be watered with the blood of both charging attackers as several defenders would meet a gruesome end. While stopping the charge, there seemed no halt to the attacking brutes. Though better equipped and trained, various soldiers and shinobi of the Lightning country would meet their end at the front rows. Officers would shout the order to hold the line and while there was no crack appearing, several more hails of arrows from the enemy would land into the rows of Satoshi's unit. The screams of agony, anger and truimph would be mixed with that of clashing steel, splintering wood of shield and shafts.
Watching as his troops were starting to hold their own, a grim expression shifted on Satoshi's face. By the first hail of enemy projectiles they were losing a few soldiers. Stationed at the far right of their line and thus right next to the side of the middle portion of the frontline, Satoshi had some sight on how the Imperials were doing. They were holding their own and for some reason Satoshi felt the need to make it certain that his troops wouldn't lose more than their allies. Shouting orders, he started to direct some of his skirmishers, that were close to give support, to pin point several areas in front of their frontline. Salvo of arrows and javelins started to pelt down incoming chargers. It would offer a bit of relief for those on the front rows but not enough to give them much space to relax.

Suddenly the sound of battlecries started to fill the air, muffling the sounds of battle almost. At the right of Satoshi's unit, a charge was initated by the nearby Imperial forces. A wave of blood was what the scenery could be described as with the charging and shouting men starting to hack down the collective foe. This sudden charge seemed to be something that the enemy couldn't hold back, losing ground in a rapid pace. Before any officer in the ranks of Satoshi's unit could shout the command, a large number of Lightning country combatants would follow, a particular group rushing from the mid and back rows. Some of them wielding large axes that yielded terrible success as enemies were cut down. For the first time since the charge, the enemy seemed to be more reculant to press on as the allied force started to make a determined push. The surprise and dread of the allied counter-charge was quickly replaced by the same suicidal attitude the enemy had at the start.

"Hold!" Satoshi shouted from the top of his lungs. He wasn't sure how many times by now he had shouted that particular command but luckily his troops were standing their ground. The brief counter-charge had been a success and he was wondering who had faired better. The Agnarr present at their right or the Sanosuke with their large axes. Standing still behind the fighting formations he tried once more to spot a sense of discipline or strategy behind the enemy. They were losing manpower fast and yet, there wasn't any shift in how they would fight? Growing worried Satoshi would motion one of the nearby soldiers. Instructing the soldier to alert the reserve troops to remain vigilant as well sending word of his worry to the other commanders, Satoshi noticed something taking place.

While they had managed to push their attackers back and even instilling a certain sense of dread among their foes, the attackers regained their vigour. Those at the front rows would, however, feel an ice cold breeze. For a brief moment, the world would move at a slower speed for those familiar for the cold and dreadful sensation. A whisper, almost undectectable, would ring through the mind of various people before a hard impact would land on a few places of Satoshi's unit. Various enemy soldiers that didn't seem appart from their gear and weapons managed to score a few kills, with strength greater than their charging comrades. Confused, Satoshi tried to spot what was going on, until he noticed that a soldier attempted to plunge his spear into the side of an enemy. Only for the weapon to penetrate the rugged wool clothing, not able to sink deeper.


Mizuchi found herself joining in the charge, putting down any stragglers or injured that they came across during the charge. When the order to hold came, the Chuunin froze where she was, yanking her spear from a recently slain attacker. Then the familiar feeling hit her, the cold creeping across the field, and feelings of dread piercing her mind. Looking to either side, and infront of her, she confirmed her worry to be true. One of those things had arrived. Remembering how the enemy had charged once more after the first appearance, Mizuchi quickly shouted at the soldiers on the front line. "Hold the line! They're going to charge! Teach them what happens when they fuck with the North!" She commanded, and saw it have some effect. Soldiers who had previously seemed to have given up nearby raised their shields once more. Though it still lacked the confidence they had beforehand.

In front of her, Mizuchi watched as the attackers seemed to be clearing a path, and a single opponent strode down the middle. Occasionally it would strike at one holding the line, and an ally would fall in scream of pain. She could see the minor confidence from before going away in the soldiers around her, and Mizuchi swallowed nervously. An ally struck at the opponent, and yet their attack did not go through. Her eyes went wide, as it started to occur to her that this man was... one of those things. Stepping forward, she gave a look to Niji and the soldier next to her. "Akemi give me strength." She muttered as she faced the new enemy down. Lifting her spear to first point at the enemy, then towards the ground. "You'll be laying there when I'm done." She taunted, before readying for what would no doubt be a rough fight.

Much like others in the defensive line, as the counter-charge began to push the enemies further into the river, Niji pushed along with them. During the fight so far she had been especially aggressive by taking every chance she could to hack down another enemy, but something felt incredibly off about the rush of cold air that blew past them, it caused a moment of unease to linger over her as she shook herself off and began to regain her composure. From the chaos of the battle a few larger men became apparent as soldiers fell to their weapons, at this point Niji was preparing herself to take the brunt of the club belonging to the one that was approaching the front she was stood in.

It was strange how there was a gap between this man and the normal fighters. What was stranger was the fact that Mizuchi, the Hojo from before, decided to essentially challenge him herself to a fight. Now wasn't the time for some one on one duel and anyone would know that, even if the enemies seemed to be allowing it, this was no place for such a fight. "My strength might not be much compared to Akemi's, but you're not fighting this guy alone." As soon as Niji pulled herself from the battle line, having to forcefully shunt one of the normal enemy warriors out of the way with her shield, the shield wall closed off behind her. "Besides, two on one makes it a bit easier." With shield raised and sword ready to strike, Niji was braced to take a hit or get straight into the fight.

The man before them didn't seem to care about any words exchanged between them, nor about what was said to him as he took a labourious step forwards, gripped the large club he had with both hands and performed a wide swing to try and crush both of them in the same attack.

Having already seen the damage this man could do with his swing, Mizuchi hopped back to avoid his swing. Answering immediately with a jab from her spear, eyes widening slightly when the weapon seemed to not penetrate. With a slight frown, the girl started to circle her opponent. Hoping Niji would be able to keep its attention long enough for her to get behind. Hitting him from two sides might work best...

Niji on the other hand, as she saw the swing coming her way after Mizuchi avoided it, stood her ground and brought her shield up to block it's attack. Now of course she had no idea what these things hit like, so she was promptly sent staggering back as the shield was wrenched from her grip and clattered away somewhere, it was a miracle she wasn't thrown through the air by it being mostly deflected away. But she was now shield-less and had few options to work with aside from trying to avoid any further attacks. She quickly tapped the seal on the underside her wrist with her now free hand and her staff popped out and into her hand, she could see Mizuchi moving around behind it and she steeled her gaze on this brute. "Right, I guess this is how it'll have to be." Niji uttered under her breath as she rushed the front of him, swiftly side stepping a swing from above and twirling into a quick and powerful swing at his neck.

If everything previously had been warning sign enough that this guy wasn't just some ordinary soldier, the fact that her sword hit his completely exposed neck and literally did nothing to him told her that she was punching above her weight, whatever he had or was doing to have that level of protection was beyond her. It couldn't just be thick skin, not when you're taking a sword blow like that, just trying to rationalise how he was unaffected had her all but stuck on the spot. And whilst she stood there he took another step forwards and raised a foot to deliver a kick to her chest and throw her off her feet completely. The impact from the kick alone made Niji feel as if she'd been kicked by a horse, her entire rib-cage aching from that one blow, if it hadn't been for the military armour her ribs probably wouldn't exist right now. Before he followed up with another attack she forced herself back onto her feet, no thinking about this then, it's time for action and naught else. At least he was distracted enough for Mizuchi to do whatever she was planning.

The girl grit her teeth, watching the enemy attack Niji, she wasn't fond of others getting hurt on her watch. The moment she was behind her opponent, Mizuchi drove her spear hard between the man's shoulders, only to feel the shock run up her arm as surely as if she'd struck a wall. Stumbling back a step, she shook her arm out and continued to circle, hoping to stay behind an avoid the man. Another thrust of the spear yielding the same result, and she began to wonder why nothing went through...

Unable to fully see what Mizuchi was up to, Niji continued to try and keep his attention by dodging swing after swing of his club whilst ineffectually hitting with her borrowed sword once or twice. There wasn't any thought going into tactics at this point as she was under the impression that hitting it until it stopped moving was probably the only way forwards from here, it certainly seemed to be the case whenever she was able to see Mizuchi behind the brute. "Is there anything that works on this thing!?" She called over to Mizuchi as she dove under his club and regathered her barings. "We can't get hit by him, that much I can tell."

Mizuchi merely grunted back, before moments later the tip of her spear would catch fire, as she channeled her chakra into the weapon. Stepping forward, she brought the spear in what should have been a deadly blow through its side. However, this thing seemed unfazed once more, and even more so; it seemed like her chakra enhancement flowed away from her weapon. Immediately she let the blaze diminish, bringing her shield up as she quickly moved to avoid getting hit.

The brute's off-hand was remarkably quick in swatting Mizuchi away after her attack did less than expected, flinging her shield and all off to the side, bringing his attention back to Niji for now. "Well... Chakra didn't help either. This is bad." She began before pointing the end of her staff towards his legs and firing off one of her nets to entangle his legs as he began to move towards her and he toppled over onto his front with a thud. Before Niji could begin to revel in the success she quickly found herself beset with the smaller men, whom began to attack her and keep her busy whilst others rushed in and untangled their brute's legs, as soon as he was starting to get back up they scrambled out of their confrontation with her and returned to their own battles.

All Niji could do about that was groan in annoyance and begin the dodging routine again, managing to snap the sword she'd been using by attempting to stab him in the kidney whilst moving around him. "Why wont you die already!?" Was all she could think to yell at him as she tossed her old sword to the side and pulled her katana from another seal on her clothing, quickly stuffing the scabbard for it into a belt loop so she wouldn't lose it and moving to keep the brute's attention on her.

The girl let out a yelp of surprise as the offhand slammed into her chest. She felt the impact, then hit the ground not far away with no recollection of the moments between. Her shield lay in the dirt a little ways away, with her spear still clutched tightly in her right hand. As she rose unsteadily to her feet, she thanked Akemi and Smiths back home for her armor. Grasping her spear with both hands, Mizuchi immediately dove back into the fray.

Plunging her spear through the back of a man who had helped untangle their for from the net, Mizuchi kicked the body into the Vyrkyl as it swung a vicious attack towards Niji. The impact of the body stumbling into the beast caused it to stumble for a moment, before it's club became a blur of motion once more. Mizuchi dove to the side, but pushed off the moment she landed to launch at the beast. Using a powerful twohanded thrust and her own momentum, she slammed the spear into the beast's side once more. Still her weapon did not penetrate, but the beast suddenly found itself stumbling back a bit. "Try to keep it on the defensive!" she shouted towards Niji, before once more lashing out towards the beast.

A near-miss from the brute made Niji glad that she wasn't fighting this thing on her own as Mizuchi returned to the fight and began staggering his movements. The fact that he was staggering at all was a huge change in pace compared to the last few moments of combat they had been part of, it was almost encouraging seeing him stagger. Upon hearing Mizuchi's advice Niji nodded, dropping her staff for the time being as she lunged in around an ill aimed swing of the club and began to lay into it with slash after slash, once someone was staggered if there was anything Niji was capable of, it was putting on the pressure by attacking as much as was physically possible. She had the stamina to keep slashing and swiping at him as she practically danced in and out of combat to keep him from getting a hit on her, it was gradually beginning to have some sort of effect as she sighted some very minor signs of damage to his skin, even if they were only tiny scrapes compared to the gaping wounds her sword should be doing it was a big improvement from nothing. "He's taking damage, keep going!"

As Niji continued to slash and hack at it, the damage becoming more and more evident, she glanced towards Mizuchi to see how she was faring, the Hojo continuing her own flurry of attacks as she jabbed and stabbed at the brute with her spear. Without warning, and not far from them on the battlefield, a sizable explosion erupted and caused a large plume of smoke to rise into the air. Be it of curiosity or concern for whomever was there, both Niji and Mizuchi leapt back out of their current assault and shot a glance over towards the source before having to refocus on the brute in case he was coming for them. At the moment though he seemed to have slowed down a bit due to the unrelenting attacks from earlier.

Their momentary respite was over as the grunt began another attack, lunging in at the pair of them. Niji was quick on her feet with adrenaline surging through her system as she counter-charged at him, a flash of her blade removed his club-wielding hand from his arm and another through most of his shoulder before darting behind him and kicking him in the back to make him stumble towards Mizuchi. "Finish him off."

Mizuchi watched as Niji laid into the enemy, as the enemy stumbled forward, the Hojo drove her spear hard into his leg, near his knee as the enemy stumbled and fell to his knees. In a flash, she'd drawn her own blade and made a cut in the same movement. Following the flash of steel through the air, the beast's head rolled from its shoulders, hitting the ground next to its corpse. Sheathing her blade, Mizuchi pulled the spear free from the corpse and watched it tumble to the side. Gripping her weapon, the Hojo slowly started to move back towards their wall, weary that the enemy might close in once more.


Kenshin persistently joined the charged along with all the other soldiers, with various shouts rushing through his eardrums. The boy was able to join forces with Abe Tanaka, his childhood friend.This would have been their second meeting in Wolf Country, "Glad you're well," the older boy voiced with a hint of exhaustion. However, the words fell on deaf ears, yanking his pike out of the ill-armored enemy, the white haired boy pressed forward, with a focused look in his eye. The order was given and repeated across the line and just like that, the boys would both stand their ground. Abe took the left, while Kenshin took the right side, the enemies difficulty seemed to increase to the point that they were leaping into the tips of the spears and pikes just to send a couple allies to the afterlife. With the combined efforts of Kenshin and a soldier holding a shield and sword, both were able to push one of the pawns back, watching the creature of a man fall back, Kenshin's hides would widen in shock as the man was trampled over by his brethren.

The snow was christened in various size footprints and blood, and despite the cold air, everyone was able to move freely due to their workouts, however, Kenshin couldn't shake this ice cold breeze he felt, it was spine numbing."Please tell me you just felt that...Baako," Kenshin from the chains of fear, "I know.. it isn't right," striking his pike into another enemy, he would rip their shield from them and then exit the wall with Abe. Pointing to one of the hulk looking enemies,slowly swinging their weapon, Abe switched his pike with a sword and shield, "We will definitely be recognized after we take that thing." Kenshin was unsure about the idea, however, he agreed to the idea. The two Genin circled the brute, Abe baiting it out, giving Kenshin time to strike.

The big man focused its attention on Abe, exposing its fur covered back to Kenshin. The boy would attempt to plunge the tip of his polearm to the kidney area of the mammoth looking soldier, remembering what his Taijutsu instructor had taught him, a satisfying way to stagger your opponent, however, nothing happened. The Genin tried again, and still, nothing happened, "not even a flesh wound, what the hell?" Kenshin eyes shifted from left to right, as he tried to think. "Abe, I can't- it won't Pierce. The head won't pierce it!" "Maybe the tip is the blunt, distract him I'll give it a try." Kenshin and Abe would circle the brute crossing path's with each other, the Hishima boy would provoke it, thrusting the polearm weapon at its head, his attention was divided, the brute that was now hungry for flesh of a darker kind, and Abe, who would have to move in closer to get a cut. Remembering what Abe's mother said before they shipped off from their home triggered Kenshin to shout over to Abe. "Be careful!" He observed his friend getting closer, slashing at the ankles of the foe. "No good little brother, I will give it another shot," "no!"Kenshin demanded, the boy had never shouted so aggressively, the brute turned his attention the pale skinned older boy, just a blade and messy topknot swinging away near his ankle. Kenshin moved fast, desperately cutting through the wind to get to his friend who was still hacking at the foe. Finally, Kenshin got to him, "Call reinforcements, we can't it alone," he panicked, as he attempted to thrust his pike at the head of the mammoth. A hiss echoed from the creature, as it grabbed the extended front polearm and Kenshin with it, and then launching him away from both of Abe and the creature itself.

The boy was sent flying to the otherside of the field, due to the shock of the surprise attack by the mammoth the boy failed to recover, causing him to land on his back, the impact winded him, quietly the boy gasped for breath. After all this, he still had no time to catch his breath as two more grunts came to take advantage of the Genins unfortunate situation. Their animalistic screams were more dangerous down on the ground, fending the attackers off with just his shield, he would launch his foot into the genitals of one of the grunts, a high pitched wheeze escaped him, along with spit as he fell to the ground holding his groin. The second grunt would strike with his polearm, but miss due to Kenshin turning to his side, out of frustration the grunt would draw his short sword and try to chop Kenshin, luckily the Genin parried him with the shield, stumbling him, taking the opportunity full force Kenshin swung his arm in collision with the grunts, performing an arm drag, sending the man to the ground. Finally, he was able to get up, taking up spear he'd finish the second grunt then take his short sword, the groin damaged grunt slowly came to his senses, however by the time he was able to assess the situation he would take steel to the back of his neck.

Kenshin would take a moment trying to regain himself, however, the moment was interrupted when he heard the cry of his sea name from a familiar voice, his head snapped to its direction, only to witness his childhood best friend's voice get cleaved off by the mammoth. His eyes widened in shock, fear, and rage, he held down the warmly spiced vomit that tried to surface, he tried to regain focus but it was difficult, his confidence boost was lost and he could feel himself becoming unsure, "Will I survive this?" he questioned, as the large opponent made its way to him. He held his shield up, but it felt his legs were made of stone, that same cold feeling he felt earlier became stronger, it even froze his sweat.

With the club armed foe nearing Kenshin, the air started to become colder. Breathing became difficult as a pressure would be noticed. The battle kept raging on but none of the grunts of the enemy army made the decision to aid the strange foe. The club would be raised by Kenshin's foe, the expression strangely calm. The moment that the weapon was about to be raised down to slam down on the genin's shield, somebody would move in. In a quick and fluid movement, a man would slam his shoulder into the strange foe, causing it to slightly stumble and cease its attack. Without any warning, the newcomer launched a fierce attack but only for his blade to slide against the surface of the foe's skin. This would suffice, however, to catch the attention of the strange foe, turning towards the newcomer.

"Come on," Satoshi grumbled as he would lash another time out. This time the commander would raise his blade for a hew from above but would halt his attack, hoping that his opponent would attempt to block it. Instead Satoshi suffered a punch to the chest, causing him to stagger backwards. Feeling how the air was slammed out of his chest, it would take the commander a moment to regain his breath, but at the same time the club armed foe would raise his club slightly to prepare for a strong sweep.

He held his shield and breath unsurely ready to take the blow from the club, this could have been the last one he took, while convinced he was joining his friend in the afterlife someone would object to Kenshin having a gruesome death. He heard another familiar voice, however, this voice was not the beacon of death, or a beacon of hope. Peering his head over his shield the boy couldn't believe his own eyes. "S-Satoshi Jun," he mumbled, still not convinced he was real. He didn't know whether to take it as a coincidence or a blessing. Watching the hew coat the blade psyched up Kenshin, a rush of self-assurance came, "He's finished," the Genin thought, but the punch to his idol said otherwise, watching the man's ponytail whip the air due to the mammoths force in the one punch. " No, not like this, you took my brother, but you won't take my hero," he shakingly whispered, as tears of emotion erupted from his eye sockets. The Genin fired himself into danger with everything, with a big leap he would latch onto the shoulder of the enemy beating down the foe with his blade and shield, trying to cause damage to the head. The Genin couldn't get balanced but it didn't stop him from attempting to beat the mammoth senseless, with sword and shield, he felt the wear on his body and force of the wavering club.

The attack of Kenshin caused the brute to shift its attention. The brute would try to turn as the genin latch himself to him, constantly hitting the brute at his head. While no visible damage appared from the fierce and brave genin's attacks, it kept the brute certainly distracted. The brute would attempt to get a hold of the genin but the constant hammering made it difficult. Satoshi managed to get up and catch some breath. The pain at his chest hadn't vanished yet but spotting that the brute was now endangering Kenshin again, Satoshi didn't waver. Like before he would move in. The fighting around them was under control by his troops holding back the relentless attacks and waves of enemy grunts and brutes, allowing the commander to focus on this particular foe.

Moving in with an aimed hew at the abdomen , Satoshi felt a heavy vibration moving through his arms. The commander gritted his teeth as he wasn't sure what this was about. Never before had he seen something like this happen. Moving back a step, the man would coat his blade in fierce blue, the visible chakra starting to softly hiss at the highly concentrated mass. All aimed for a fierce killing blow. Unleashing the attack Satoshi's eyes widen. He had cut foes nearly in half with this attack. But right before his eyes the fierce blue hue of chakra would vanish rapidly. The brute simply turned and raised his club as Satoshi felt the ice cold grip at a greater intensity.

As the club reached its peak, a beast flew out of the crowd in a flash, locking its jaw on the weapon. As what seemed to be an oversized wolf swung to the other side of the club, he dragged it to the side with his weight. As the man was about to retaliate, two feet planted themselves on the side of his head, throwing him off balance. The young nin jumped off the man's head, forming handsignals midair and slamming his hands on the ground upon landing.

Taken aback by the sudden attack, Satoshi moved out of reflex away from the sudden appearance of the beast and new attacker. Moving himself to stand between the fight and Kenshin, Satoshi tried to gauge what would follow. As the young nin that had arrived to their aid would slam his hands on the ground, black lines would flow in a fast speed over the ground. Recognising it as a summoning technique, Satoshi readied his blade to move in to aid the young nin. As the commander stepped forwards, a poof of smoke would appear from the black lines. Right afterwards a blade was thrusted into the chest of the downed brute, going in without any kind of resistance to it. Another person in gear that differed from his own - Satoshi's - military appeared from the poof of smoke, wielding a blade. The summoned newcomer placed a boot on the chest of the downed brute before hewing off the head with a single slash.

"One down. Katsu," the stranger called out as he would grab the chopped off head of the brute before tossing it to Katsu, "Go ahead."

"Oh?" Katsu grinned as he caught the head. He threw it upwards towards the enemy soldiers. "Let's see how long you last without your tricky little monsters!" He looked back over at Koike, smiling. "Let's find another. If we keep this up, we'll avoid any and all breeches!"

"Yeah," Koike instructed as he caught sight of Satoshi. "They will handle from here on," Koike further said. Satoshi frowned upon the sight of the pair of the 13th brigade but after seeing that the odd brute wasn't rising up, he wouldn't ask any questions. Nodding towards the two he would briefly check upon the situation of the battle. The enemy were wavering as soon as they caught sight of the brute's head landing in their midst. Though many of them still charged and tried to hack through their line, some of the enemies tried to turn around. Only to be taken down by their own comrades who were still determinent. Yet, Satoshi thought he saw a decline in the amount of enemies moving against them from the other side of the river. "Hold the line! We are close to victory!"

The rocking caused the Genin to loosen his grip, about to strike again, the wind would be forced out of him as the big man grabbed him. He felt helpless, he tried to struggle bought it was hopeless, he had no strength, it felt like gravity was pushing down him, his breaths became heavier each time, his body feeling more fatigued as the grip tightened. His eyelids began to flicker as he tried to fight the exhaustion, As soon as the boy would feel giving in, he would feel himself get thrown to the ground, a soft grunt escaping him as he attempted to turn to his side. lazy eyed, he was still able to see, his commander had finally injured giant, the sight of thin red liquid, running from the abdomen of the creature gave him hope, however, the creature would turn to his weakened commander not even phased by the massive gash and the boy could do was just watch, his teeth chattered due to frustration, as he tried to get up but his body just couldn't move, warm tears rolled down his eyelids, the side of his face felt numb and a shiver rushed down his spine. Letting out a held in a cry of frustration, he would finally reach his limit and just give up. "Akemi, please forgive me." Suddenly a snarl was heard, Kenshin forced his eyes open, "A Dire wolf?" The boy couldn't believe his eyes, he wondered if this was Akemi's work.

The boy heard the body crash into the snow, his eyes were on the stranger, the way he moved, the technique, he was definitely a Shinobi, Kenshin had never seen him before, and judging from the reaction of the commander he didn't seem like one theirs, high chance he could be Akinian. Kenshin watched the Akinian picked up the head as if it were a ball, tossing it in a playful and cocky manner. "Katsu?" There were two of them, two Akinians on our side of the field, things must have been going well for them. Kenshin's heart sank as they bantered with each other, treating this as if were child play, guys must have been strong, especially if they were eager to look for another. Kenshin frowned, the comment sounded smug, but that was just how it was, they didn't have to do what they did. Still lying there Kenshin wouldn't utter a single word, he felt ashamed, he knew right now wasn't the time to feel sorry for himself, as soon as the order was given Kenshin Hishima would muster all of his strength to stand up. Taking a deep breath he picked up his weapons, the short sword, and shield, and would make be on his way, mumbling a hollowed thanks to his commander, the corpse of Abe Tanaka was still present, the corpse face first in the snow. The destroyed face of Abe Tanaka now haunted Kenshin, he had forgotten what his friend had actually looked like.

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