Board Thread:Nalini Shinigami/@comment-24479578-20160812163247

After travelling through the desert for several weeks, having passed by several smaller villages where you could barely stock up on water for completely absurd prices, you finally find yourself standing upon a high dune that allows you to look over a vast ocean of sand with in the distance a great array of light from the ruined city of Sunagakure, a village said to be inhabited by tramps and peasants after the war had happened. You can recall passing a group of Nomads who said they felt sorry for the new Kazekage who had never given up hope. (It was rumored that the Kazekage’s lights have never gone out for a single night since the war had taken place. )
 * HokageSenju The unforgiving sun of the Wind’s desert was one that bore no sense of remorse or guilt for the everlasting drought of heat that it radiates down onto the inhabitants of the Land of Wind. The people who grew up in these parts were very well accustomed to the heat as seen in their darker skin tones and special clothing. Both the nomads, and those who inhabit smaller or larger villages, are often seen wearing clothes that protect against the sun; white being the predominant color for everyone who is not a shinobi.



All in all, you can feel a certain urgency of needing to help rushing through your veins as if the desert itself is crying out for your aid in a quest surpassing the boundaries of men and women, a quest that beckons only to the call of destiny.

-A few days pass.-

Just after the sun sank down you finally find yourself approaching the ruined gates of Sunagakure. There’s but a single guard on patrol and he doesn’t look too interested from the way he’s smoking a pipe and leaning against a broken pillar that used to serve as the frame for a huge doorway, as seen by the crooked steel hinges as big as one’s head that sadly serve no more purpose as the very gate itself was nowhere to be seen. You can clearly see it in the face of the guard as he approaches the squad, his face weary as seen in the large bags under his eyes.

“What business have you in Sunagakure? Are you volunteers for the orphanage?”

Upon taking a look at the huge city behind the guard you can see that over 90% of all the buildings are still destroyed, although some are in the process of being rebuilt. In the center of the village, where the Kazekage’s building used to be, now stood a quarter of a fractured tower that was being rebuilt by what seemed, from the current distance, like men using earth release techniques.

-Upon seeing you look at the construction taking place, the guard will comment: “Iwagakure mercenaries rented to do handy work. That kage sure thinks of some clever ways to avoid the costs of mass labor.”



A few seconds pass before you hear a loud scream coming from a few dozen yards away, the sound of someone in great pain. Upon passing through the gate and immediately heading right, you’ll see a couple of sheds around a pool of water where you could also see several camels drinking; hinting that these sheds were used for animalsthat served travelers, merchants, and village shinobi alike.

The guard gives no reaction to the scream, it was obviou that this was nothing out of the ordinary for him, as if this was the new standard of life in Sunagakure.

Again, you hear a scream, high-pitched like that of a female, coming out of one of the four sheds.. Edited by HokageSenju 15:27, May 19, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki It had been a year since everything happened in Sunagakure, yet the council include her father picked the ninja he thought were most fit to go on a reconnaissance mission. Seika was made the leader of the mission, told by her father she would be the most experienced with information. Which was eventually taken out of her two weeks after the whole mess by an Anbu with Genjutsu… Due to the fact Seika was too troubled to even speak of the matter. For the 22 year old it was like the time had no end… Her days and nights consisted of no socializing with the ninja she once talked too and training rigorously in fields that were usually not gone to after her 6 months of rehab.



Thanks to Miyako Hyuuga, Mother of her past student Hitomi. Her body had once again become pulp with muscles, not looking disfigured anymore as if someone had taken bites out of her... All due to Miyako's personal healing and muscle regeneration medicine. Obviously if she was to be naked there would be tons of muscle tare scars on her body. Even with those scars Seika's recovery was a miracle to many other medical ninja, thus showing why Miyako was the head med ninja; even bringing her nerves back to life with help of the best physical therapists in the village… Yet with all her recovery time— Miyako's and the psychologists mental healing, Seika still had so much pain curling in her stomach living without closure or so much as a goodbye from Keldran... Making the Sarutobi determined to figure out just what they had done with the Fuma’s body and Hitomi's Eyes.



<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Her hair was not only flowing down below her butt, it was shoulder length now; due to the fact more then half burned off and later had to be trimmed. Thankfully her face as not as scared like the rest of her body… in fact it was the only part Hitomi’s mother healed to where there was not a scar. Not to say that the emotions plastered on her face said the same. As for her clothes she wore her same old navy blue outfit, consisting of a half top that exposed a bit of her cleavage and covered her neck. Underneath she wore fishnets to keep everything in place, to match she had shorts that had open cuts on the sides with a black belt. Not showing her legs, she covered them entirely with bandages right below her shorts. Seika also wore black gloves that mostly covered her arms to go with her black ninja shoes. As for her weapons, Seika was always ready to go; In her first pouch that was attached to her left thigh held 10 kunai, her chakra blades, smokes and lighter. Then in her 1st of 2 pouches attached to her lower back held 10 shurikans, while the last pouch held her 3 smoke bombs and 2 paper bombs.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Seika was no longer shamed of her bodies scars… In fact she wore them normally.. Actually wanting to use it to draw men away from her. She was ready to get back to business… Although wondered what would happen if she actually found Keldrans body. Sadly she no longer cried, she was cold almost like her heart was ripped away from her. Her cheerful and outgoing persona had disappeared and this “Will of Fire” She suppose to have had turned into nothing more then a tiny candle… Yet still finds people trying to bring her back to that once blooming state. It had been a couple weeks and finally their team had made it to a opening of sand seeming almost like an ocean; if you looked far out enough you could see a light showing what was left of the Sand village. Thankfully she was prepared and bought some foods with her to last a while but her water was wearing thin as it was almost impossible to find anywhere.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Stopping for a moment, she stared at the damaged village… Clenching her fists and jaw tightly. To her the village was a symbol of all her pain— Indeed Seika was a ruined village. Nomads of the area had pitt towards the village, but Seika did not care in the slightest. Maybe if she was the person she was before, Seika would have teared up for the villagers. However she was too emotionally scarred to care. She could tell the village was in desperate need of help from all villages, however Seika would barely show a sign of life in her face. She was soon going to face the place of her nightmares, the place that had changed her so much. It took about a few days when her team had made it to the gates. Leading the ground she looked around quickly examining the area and remembering this entrance was the place Keldrans last battle was on. It made her tears whell up in her throat but she calmed down and pushed the thoughts to the deepest parts of her brain. She would not let her emotions get in the way of what she had to do… She was going to figure out what happened to Hitomi’s eyes and Keldrans body.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Alright guys. I don't think it will be necessary but keep your eyes peeled. We have to find the man Eidel who came to our village about a year ago. I believe he is the Kazekage now” Seika commented as she found herself arriving towards a guard smoking a pipe, seeming like he cared not for what was going around. He even asked why they were here.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">No responding at first to his question she skipped in her spot with excitement, “That you for reminding me” Reaching into her thigh pouch she pulled out a cigarette, placing it between her lips lighting the killer between her soft lips. Taking a calm and centred inhale she barely had to part her lips for the smoke to exhale from her mouth and nose. “Our ‘Business’ is classified, We have an audience with the Kazekage. We are ninjas from the leaf, we were to be expected” Seika finally answered the mans question in a almost emotionless fashion. Looking out into the village so much was destroyed, having people using earth techniques to rebuild. Walking down the path they found themselves turning right after a women’s large scream. Sighing Seika slouched forward “Aw man… Now we have to do the right think and make sure all is okay. Follow me and stay together” moving forward quickly they found themselves at 4 sheds for animals, hearing another scream. Using her sensory abilities, she could sense the women coming from the shed furthest to the left. “Theres a women in that shed” Pushing forward her hand was already in her pouch ready to grab a kunai and launch it out if needed… Using her sensory abilities so that if anything attacked her with her 20 metre rage she would have been more than ready to defend herself.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Obviously her team would see that Seika meant business and even if this lady had nothing wrong with her. The village kept the jonin on edge and ready to kill; completely silent with her footsteps as they treaded through the sand smoking her cigarette. 22:18, May 19, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

Weary feet walked along the never ending sands for days, weeks, maybe even a month, the heat alone made it hard to even tell. As each foot from the group of four pushed into the sand, Zango Uzumaki, Novice Jonin of the Leaf, he kept behind Seika Sarutobi, a higher up of him as the displeasured face rang out as his blonde hair only dangled in front of his face a bit. His piercing emerald eyes looked onward as in the distance, the heat waves were able to be seen and like there was nothing even further out. That was until he lowered his head to wipe some sweat from his forehead as he then lifted it once more, seeing the village far in the distance with lights on in the middle of the day. Shaking his head to the thought, they now had their destination in sight after all.

Following behind Seika for as long as he had to, while two Chunin followed behind him, his mind slowly started to drift into thought. After a few more days, they finally reached the village. The sun was just going down as they got to the ruined gates where only one guard stood in place as patrol. Zango only listened to Seika as he said "Gotcha." while they came upon the smoking guard. Letting Seika handle it since Zango himself knew his cranky attitude wouldn't be good for a time like this. Following behind her just like before, it could be seen that Zango wore bandages all over his upper body, full black gloves, black pants, the same colored battle skirt and sandals. He  had three pouches lining his body, two along his lower back and one on his thigh. The left pouch on his lower back held 7 kunai, 10 shuriken and 10 makibishi. The right pouch on his lower back was larger than the others by far which had 3 glass bottles in it, within three different slots to make sure they don't make any noise, the liquid that was in them dried up days ago. The pouch along his thigh though held 2 smoke bombs, 3 paper bombs and 3 wire strings.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Keeping behind his squad leader, the scream was heard as he only scoffed when he saw Seika slouching forward, which meant they needed to check it out. Taking off with Seika, hoping the others would be behind them both, they ended up in an area with four animal sheds. Slowly three steel claws only slid out between the knuckles on his hands as they slid through the black fabric gloves and caused minimal physical pain to Zango. Hearing Seika on the woman being in the furthest to the left shed, Zango only pushed forward as he noticed Seika and only kept following her while he stuck closer just in case he had to jump in the way of any danger. 23:58, May 19, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Silver hues gleamed brightly from under the shade of her hood as the sun beat down upon the young Shinigami woman. This was not her first trip through the sands and she had remembered the time that her family had made this trip on their own. Though it was much longer than this one was. That was ten years ago when her brother was still a toddler and her sister was not even thought of yet. Dressed in the loose clothing that had belonged to her mother on that long journey, she wore white that reflected the light from her rather than absorb it like the black or dark hues that those of the leaf normally would wear. Her white and black hair was hidden under the hood she made from her thin scarf. Under the layers of thin white was her black leggings that were a cross of fishnet and solid cloth and a white tank top that had black fishnet under it.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">It had been a long time since she had played in the sand and rather enjoyed walking along the dunes. The sand swirls that brushed the loose grains caused her to giggle with a cheshire cat grin while it all just was barren to the eye. Yet those that didn’t know the sands or know their story wouldn’t have been able to know the story that she was being told with each step. Though not having heard everything about what had transpired a year ago, the young woman could tell anyone that asked. With each step the dead talked to her and she was being told of their story though the ways the bodies were buried by the sand. How they landed and how they were grouped. The Great battle would be one that she would see through the sensing of the dead below their steps. Her grin would remain constant as she chomped on dried meal worms, rather enjoying the story that she was being told.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">She simply moved along in a self induced cheerful state. It’s true that they had been walking for a while, but it wasn’t her fault that they didn’t remember to bring any gum to chew to make sure that they would contain the saliva in their mouths. It would have helped to save the water that was in their containers. Then again, she was also the only one that would eat the more juicy bugs that she brought. Not only were they a small source of water but a giant boost in protein. However, she still had more than enough bugs to feed everyone if they could get over the ‘grosse’ factor. What they also didn’t realize was that a main component into her ration pills was ground up bugs because of the nutritional factor. But that would be a story that she would love to tell them on a later date just to see the reaction on their faces. That would just make her day.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">So aside from having to stare at Senior Grumpy pants in front of her the whole way, she started to think about ways to give him a haircut with the dual headed scythe that was strapped onto her back with a quick release that was triggered with her unique chakra signature. She was pretty sure that she could give him a much closer shave on the back of his neck. Perhaps he should change his barber. They missed a lot in the back from what she could see. Then behind that was her coffin backpack that held all her medical supplies and the rest of her weapons that consisted of 5 kunai, 15 senbon and 4 smoke bombs. But she was first and foremost a med nin. Her med pack was packed with fresh items and tools to make sure that she could do her job regardless of what was to come and do it to the best of her ability.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The woman looked about as if she wasn’t paying attention to what was going on around her while their squad leader spoke and lit up a cigarette. However, there wasn’t a word or movement that was missed by the young necromancer. How interesting it was that the guard didn’t move to the scream. It was a bit intriguing to the woman. Had the care for life in this village gotten to the point that they didn’t care who lived and died? Indeed the tales that the streets would tell her. She’d follow the rest of her team and keep her eyes open as well as her ears though really just looking like she was enjoying what they did with the place. It was a dump before when her family had been shunned away from the place and now she could see that they had truly raised the standards on what a ‘slum’ should look like. It showed promise. Reaching back into the side of her backpack, she’d take out a kunai and grip it against her forearm as they went towards the scream. However, the thought that went through her mind as they went to investigate was *If their own people are not concerned with it, why is it up to us?* She knew that the whole mission had to do with them and some fallen shinobi of the leaf, but their own guard didn’t even take interest in it. Why was it their job? Her mother had told her that poking her nose in other people’s business was a good way to get in trouble. However, the trouble could very well mean death in this case. 01:05, May 20, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

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<p class="MsoNormal">The collection of Konohagakure ninja travel through the desert, approaching Sunagakure that at the time seemed like a mirage. With every step it seemed to remain the same distance away, it was rather perplexing. Kin tailed behind the group, her cherry pink hues shifting every once in a while to gather information on their location. Every once in a while, Kin saw an animal unique to the desert, rattle snakes, scorpions, horned lizards. It was exhilarating to the short woman, to see such a different landscape. Kin was finally pushing ahead with her dream to see the entirety of the shinobi world. Though it be little by little, it was still progress. This was the desert where many shinobi’s lost their lives, yet it still held awe to it, it interested Kin, though at the time she seemed rather aloof and out of it. Kin slowly walked behind the group, watching the black and white haired female as she ate what seemed to be mealworms. Surely, it was rather disgusting but Kin was one of the few people who lived by the ‘Don’t knock it till you try it’ philosophy.

<p class="MsoNormal">For this expedition Kin had fashioned a revealing tan robe, with a large hemline on the front. The top exposed her arms, her belly and navel. Her shinobi sandals this time had intense tread on the bottom, making sure she moved carefully through the sand. Kin’s pants had been black which seemed to blend into where her ninja shoes began. Around the females neck would be a white scarf, which covered up about half of her face in case of sandstorms or anything of the sort. The long pink locks would be secured into a bun. On her back was a ninja pouch that carried only smoke bombs and explosive tags, the rest of her tools could easily be created if need be, due to her unique nature.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Soon the group had made their way to Sunagakure, and no long had it seemed like a mirage in the distance, now it was rather magnificent though the majority of it had been in shambles. It was still a piece of art; it was still beautiful. What the short female wanted to see was a puppet user, she heard a lot about them and was very intrigued in their fighting style. The doll like female gazed at the village guard, smiling at him beneath her scarf. She’d listen to Seika and Zango speak, but she wouldn’t provide any input. As the group continued moving, Kin trailed behind her team, her eyes pulling from the guards once it became too much of a strain on her neck to look anymore.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">As the team approached the four sheds, Kin’s eyes trailed to Seika to see what she had said. As she gave the location of the woman Kin offered a quick nod, her eyes opening wide as a grin tugged at her cheeks. “Allow me.” She murmured, her hand stretching out, her palm facing towards the sky. A few sheets of paper pulled from her wrist and one sheet slowly began to drift towards the shack as she remained a decent distance away, the other sheets swirled around her form, ready to take the shape of a weapon at anytime if they needed to. With ease it made its way inside, the color of the paper changing to a dull brown to mask itself against the wooden interior. Kin would now close her eyes and allow a gentle exhale to leave her lips as she tilted her head to listen. Due to the paper being inside the shed she’d be able to hear clearly what was occurring inside. Whatever she heard, she’d reiterate to her group, telling them in detail what exactly had been going on inside. From there it would be Seika’s choice on what to do, and Kin would oblige with the order. The short female seemed a lot more controlled with the time that had passed, not as uppity…but this was due to the seriousness of the mission as well as her not knowing the squad members all that well. Kin's exterior seemed the same however, she still wore a large smile on her face even with her mind being as focused as it was. 02:20, May 20, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-top:0px!important;">Surprised at the unusual piece she used to smoke from, the guard took another long draw from his pipe before nodding at Seika and ‘granting’ the group entrance while grumbling something along the lines of; “You’ve been expected.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Then, gripped by a sudden sense of duty and urgency that wasn’t shared by all party members, the group decided to follow after the loud scream and Seika cleverly user her sensory skills to detect which of the shacks was inhabited by the signature of a female before Kin sent in one of her paper’s to spy through.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Seeing as paper doesn’t normally transmit sound in an audible form, Kin had to move her actual ear out of the piece of paper in order to hear what was going on inside. However, in a moment of misfortune, she’d find the wet rubbery tongue of a camel licking its way up her ear. Which’d do nothing but possible make her feel dirty in all kinds of ways but if she bore through it, she’d be able to pick up on the following dialogue.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Male voice: “Now then, seeing as you became 12 today and I paid your father a good sum, you should make this worth my while.” –Followed by a disturbing chuckle.-

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Girl voice: -Screams.- “Please… no…. I heard stories of how much it hurts. I don’t want to.” –Followed by quivering and squirming.-

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Meanwhile, the evening properly set in so that the sky was dark and the presence of many a star became apparent in the heavenly body stretching over Sunagakure. Those who had been working in labor, including the Iwagakure mercenaries, now finally finished their shifts and headed ‘home’ for the day as they made way to a large camp of tents which was used as a temporary refugee camp home to around 250 people; there was also one large brown tent in the middle of the vast amount smaller white tents.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">This large brown tent bore the logo of Sunagakure on each of its side and was surrounded by soldiers composed of nothing but sand; tall and powerful looking hunters who each carried a long spear and short round shield.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-bottom:0px!important;">The smaller white tents were home to one or two people each and it was clear to see who was related by the way people grouped their tents together in little packs here and there. Edited by HokageSenju 19:06, May 20, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">With the beaming sun against her back she would think to herself how much this weather bothered her… She honestly did not want to stop, but as a Shinobi it was the right thing to do. Looking over to her squad, she’d realize they were close to her and attentive. Nodding to all of them, she would look over to a girl with cherry pink eyes; known as Kin. Seika had briefly looked over her information like all the others due to the fact she was distracted by wanting to read a new book she had gotten that same day.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Have you heard anything?” Waiting for Kins answer, Seika creeped up to the door. Making sure if there was any windows to sat clear of them, where she would find herself at the door. Looking over to her team where she would place her left hand on the handle and her left one taking out and holding a kunai.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">If there was any type of unwanted funny business wanted, Seika would use her strength to elbow the door open and swiftly move back away from the door, taking a stride to the left. Just in case of anything that would be waiting. Where she would raise her Kunai ready to throw and speak.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Leave the girl alone and back away slowly.”

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 * A Wikia contributor 108.8.107.221<p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Zango stood at the ready as he always did, even when it wasn't the time to even do so. Looking over to Seika and then back to Kin, he only sighed heavily, as if he was getting bored. The heat from the entire time they've been walking already put him in a bad mood and this wasn't the best of times to be screwing with him, which not that anybody knew they were doing such a thing to him. The sun was already set by this time while the heat all around was lowering down, he took it as yet another blessing on this trip. With Seika and Kin being able to sense or do some other weird shit, Zango was only getting more annoyed while they took so long.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Once Seika pushed the door open, Zango retracted his left hand claws as he dashed into the shed and looked to the man while he took a simple stance and said "Oi, what's going on here? Don't want any trouble but I'm tired and thirsty, this is not the time for this." Seeing the older male and the younger female, he only stared down to them while he was at the ready to flow his chakra into wherever in his body he had to turn steel. In his mind, Zango thought "This isn't even our village, we shouldn't care for such a thing." Just standing there, the blonde haired male waited for a response in any way of them form and hoped no trouble would come from it since he even stated he wasnt wanting any. Though, even at that time, he remembered back that a year ago, some male from Suna named Eido? Eidel? Adol? He shrugged as he only remembered the images shown and the large guards that ended up being made of sand. Zango himself though, had a look of displeasure and annoyance amongst his face from his travels with the others. 23:40, May 21, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Nali had followed close to her team mates and even noticed that Kin had sent her own little form of sensing equipment into the shed. Raising a brow, she smirked a bit. "Impressive." She had said to the girl before she had turned her attention from her to the rest of the group.

Perhaps the young woman thought it amuzing but she had noticed the growing annoyance that was only continuing to come to the front of Zango's personallity. It made her tilt her head and think for a bit if she remembered if he was like this during the Academy or not. She remembered being there with him but couldn't remember if he was hot headed or not. However, she continued to look around with silent steps. Making sure to stay close to the rest of her group, but the story that she was being told was something of interest as well.

The battle. The bloodshed. The feel of death that came from the depths below their feet. This story was one that she knew that only Seika would know about since she was here a year ago. The images that came to her mind with each story was indeed impressive. Though they were only drawn with her own mind, they matched the story well. It caused her eyes to grow more so metallic in appearence while she looked about to the buildings and shambles that were around her. Such carnage and destruction to come about in such a short time. The young woman was beginning to see why it was that they were sent out once more.

However, she wondered why they were coming to this place chasing after a scream rather then going to where they were supposed to be going. Though she understood the need to help, this was taking time from them as well. The Hokage had sent them out to find the Kazekage and report to him. Her eyes continued to look about as she would keep her senses about her honed and sharp though it looked like she was in a constant state of day dreaming. There wasn't a moment that didn't catch her eyes nor a step that missed her ear within the area. Though the sound and smell of the camals made things rather amusing.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She'd stand with kunai in hand if needed, but her body was not tense. It was hard for already tensed muscles to move the other way if needed, but she would be ready in an instant to move if the situation called for it. 00:08, May 22, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">“Two voices. One male, one female. Male seems aggressive, female is scared.“ Kin paused, her eyes shifting to Seika, she’d give a short nod to let her squad leader know that she should enter. As Seika busted in, Zango seemed to follow suit, as Kin was going to follow them a feeling over took her, it was slimy…wet…and just flat out wrong.

<p class="MsoNormal">“EW!” she called out, her hand immediately cupping her ear as her head turned to look at the camel who had begun to lick at the single sheet of paper. The feeling caused shivers to rundown her spine as she bore a disgusted expression. Her hand jerked slightly, and the sheet would pull away from the shack, returning to only attach itself to her body once more. Kin glared at the camel form a brief moment before a short sigh left her lips. The other sheets around her stayed in place, swirling around her figure rather mindlessly. Kin would stand about six feet from the door, her arms hung at her sides as she waited to see what would come out of the situation the others had introduced themselves to. The other sheets of paper would be useful weapons if they were needed, but for the moment things seemed pretty calm. Kin knew however things could change rather quickly.

<p class="MsoNormal">A familiar voice pulled Kin from her thoughts, she’d listen to Nali as she spoke, her eyes remaining forwards as she stood on guard. “Thank ya.” She murmured, a short giggle leaving her lips. ‘I do wonder what they found.’ She thought over, her eyelids sliding down so her eyes were halfway open, giving a relaxed expression. ‘That man sounded like a pervert…He should die’ a short smile tugged at her lips as her eyes widened a bit more. ‘No..’ the expression slowly faded, as a more dull one came into play. Kin was aware of the situation, what was going on…what that girl was to the older male. It was flilthy. Terrible, but Kin had to stay under control and follow her squads actions. It wasn't her place to attack, not unless she was ordered to.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Seika, Zango. Is everything alright in there!?” she  called out, her blood boiling as her mind continued to wander on what the man had wanted to do to her. Human beings were not possessions, they weren’t slaves.. Kin’s brows furrowed as her gaze remained ahead, waiting for a response from the others. She wanted a reason to go in there, she wanted a reason to hurt that  man...

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“What do you think you’re doing! This girl just turned twelve, he’s of legal working age!”  Shouted the surprised man who jump up in anger and shook his cane around the place in a blind fury, possibly hitting Zango, although with such weak strength that it wouldn’t even leave a bruise. The oldtimer continued his ‘rampage’ for a good five seconds before falling down, exhausted, beside a cringing girl who was seen milking a camel. From what it looked like, she seemed most unhappy with her stinging red hands that spend their first day at work. Her pouting face made it evident that she wasn’t much a fan of the job but she wasn’t here against her will either, just grossed out by the camel.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“If you want me to leave her alone, you owe me what I paid for her help this month. Two chickens, a pigupine (a sunagakue-unique porcupine pig.), and three bags of grain.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">With a grunt and stumble the old man heaved himself back up and leaned on his cane while panting and wiping the sweat of his thick set brows,

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Oh, and you owe me for the door too. 3000 Ryo in total.” He frowned at Seika and shook his head in disappointment. “Perhaps after that, you can tell me what business you have here? For a good price, I can help you with anything you need.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The old man wore a white turban and was dressed in a simple brown robe, his beard black for the most part but already showing signs of age in the gray that came through here and there. Even so, the man had aged quite well and although his winkled face and leathery skin showed a life of strife there was something oddly charming about him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The little girl got back up on her feet and sipped over to Zango, jumping up and down to try and each for his blonde hair which she found most extraordinary as it was far different from the ash blonde hair people rarely had around here. “Ooohh… so pretty and gold. Can I have one of your locks please mister please can I have one?” She said while looking up at Zango with puppy doll eyes. From what it looked like, she didn’t’’t live in poverty as she looked well fed and her clothes were quite clean given the state of things.

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 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Looking into the shed, she would Look to see Zango had jumped in all on his own. Sighing she jumped in after to see that it was an old man and a girl milking a camel. With a growing shadow on her face and sweat drop above her head she  looked at the old man that tried to throw his cane at Zango. Easily maneuvering her hand in front of the area it would hit, having it fall into her hand as if she was simply catching it. It was obvious to see that the man was too old to do anything more.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Sorry for the intrusion, your new workers screams sounded outputting. We will leave you to your days work” About to turn away she stopped as he asked for the reason they were here. Piercing the man from the corner of her eyes, Seika only spoke in a serious tone “Thank you. But our reason is of no ones business, other then another” Looking over to Zango the girl was now standing beside him expressing that his hair was beautiful. Seika looked plainly at the girl who flaunted over him… It made her jaw clench ‘Dear child, soon you will learn that opening your heart as such with that kindness will destroy you’ Seika though to herself as she pat Zango’s shoulder. “We have no time for this, c’mon” With that Seika left the Shed and looked at her other partners.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Eventually following that path they would see that the once working people were gone. “Probably finished for the day” Seika commented as she would soon find herself looking at a large camp of tents. Instantly she knew it was for the people who had lost their homes in that terrible night… For those who lost way more then just material possessions. ‘Think Seika, Eidel has to be around here” Using her senses that branched out as far as 20 metres, she followed her way to an area that had a large amount of chakra. It looked different then the other simple white tents. It was Brown with the Sunagakure logo on its sides, but was what most interesting was the fact it had sand soldiers guarding along its perimeter.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“We are here. It has to be” Commenting back to her team she looked at the soldiers from a safe 2 metre distance. Seika had no doubt he would know they had arrived, “Hello, I am Seika Sarutobi, Leader of this assigned team that was sent by Konohagakure. We have an audience with Eidel. The new Kazekage I assume” Seika was very polite, strong… Fearless with every word as she spoke to the sand soldiers. Awaiting patiently to see this new powered man of such a withered city. She hated this place, its almost like she could feel the bad auras and the amount of blood shed… Including her entire team, comrades of the leaf and most cherished boyfriend Keldran. If she could even call him that— they had only been talking and getting to know each other during that stage. Although she cared almost too deeply for him.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“I expect total respect towards this man, no silly business” Seika looked to her team for a second with a different face then before. It screamed in need of closure and this mission was where she was going to get it— meaning no one was going to destroy it for her. Seika even wondered if the man would remember her, it had been a year since he came to the village showing the death of Keldran; where she tried to throw a stone at him but was too weak to get it anywhere near him. She closed her eyes for a second trying to forget those painful memories knowing fully well she would apologize when meeting Eidel again. 17:21, May 23, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">With Zango going into the shed only to see the male jump up while he listened to his yelling and saw the cane he had begin to swipe around while Seika caught the cane after coming in, just in time as he watched the old man fall to the ground. Looking at the entire scene only made Zango question the reason they came in here as he then only listened to what the old man said. Sighing lightly, he began to question it all more while he watched Seika turn away and begin to walk as he brought up about why they were here and only let Seika speak for that. His eyes fixed on the little girl as she came closer to him and only hopped in place as he looked down to her with a confused look while he saw her reaching upwards toward him. Hearing her request, he only squinted and then saw her eyes as he then only lifted the hand that still had the claws out as he cut off a few strands of his hair and handed them to her gently. Giving her a slight smile, the claws retracted as it set in some pain but he ignored it as his right hand placed on her head and only ruffled her hair gently. He then felt the pat on his shoulder as he nodded towards Seika and said "Have a good day." As he turned, he began to walk out with Seika as he only heard her orders as the smile fled from his face and back to the dull, cranky look he had on while he followed behind her closely.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After a bit of them going through Sunagakure, they came across the multitude of white tents and a big brown one, holding the Sunagakure symbol on it while there were soldiers outside of the tent. Listening to Seika speaking to the guards, he only then looked to her when she spoke to the team. Shrugging, he only then said to her "I'll let you three go in, I'll stay out here unless I'm needed in there." Stepping to the side, he only yawned slightly while he let his arms rest on his sides and looked around waiting for them to be let in and to see if his ass was dragged in or not. Thinking to himself as he got an odd feeling 'Hope Kano is okay.' Taking a few more looks around, he merely stood there, awaiting the response he'd be given. 20:34, May 23, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Hearing the man yelling at her companions, Nali couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Once more her mother was right. The humor of the situation showed on her face as she turned around and watched the on going conversation between the memebers of the group and the old man. She had to give it to the old man, he was spunky. A cheshire cat grin came over her lips as she continued to watch the man yell at her team. He was one of the good ones. She could tell by the way he was naming off all the things that they would have to own him for leaving the girl alone for the work that he had paid for. The grouchy ones were always the ones that were the ones you wanted around. Not because they were grouchy, but because behind those barking words and wrinkles, there was wisdom and knowledge to be passed down to the next generation if they were willing to hear it. Nali smiled to the man from outside the door and simply looked to her team leader as she spoke. The look she gave him didn't sit well with Nali. He was an elder of this village and they had been in the wrong.

Her silvery eyes moved then to the little girl that was making a fuss over Zango's hair. Her smile became a bit softer with this as she thought it was absolutely adorable. Then seeing something that she thought was an illusion of the sands, it almost made her take a step back. Zango smiled. She could have been knocked over with a feather at that point. The man never smiled. Well, not that she had seen. But nonetheless, it caught her off guard. Then it went back to the sour face she was used to. She could only think to herself *Well.. that was short lived..*

Seeing that they were heading out and not one of them had even bothered giving the old man any money for the damages to the door, Nali only shook her head and walked forward to him. "I'm sorry for the damage to your property. I don't have enough to cover the total cost, but it's something." She said as she took out what she had for currency and gave it to the man with a slight bow in appology. Turning, she'd walk from the shed and follow after her team. If the old man had anything to say to her, she'd wait and listen but if not, she'd once more follow her group leader and continue on. Looking to Kin, she'd smirk and go to ruffle her pink hair a bit. "I didn't know camals were your thing." She teased the girl with a soft chuckle as she placed the kunai away. She'd walk beside the girl as their team moved out.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Having followed the rest of her group, the young Shinigami woman's hues only looked to her team leader as she spoke. Why would she think they would give this man anything but respect? That was a bit of an odd thing for her to say to a group of shinobi that had been picked specificly for this mission. Crossing her arms over her chest after Seika spoke, her hues looked about the area once more. Again the stories were being told to her from under the soil. What a tale. However, she would have to wait to enjoy this one as she would wait for further instruction from Seika before moving further. 22:03, May 23, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Kin’s blood boiled as the thoughts continued to pulse in her mind, but soon Kin would meet Seika’s gaze, her head nodding mindlessly in response. “Hai. Thank you.” She added, her eyes lowing to the ground as the sheets floating around her collected around her head before forging themselves into a hood that was attached to the scarf. As they began to walk, Kin’s gaze turned to Nali as she ruffled her hair. In response Kin began to blush, a short giggle leaving her lips. “I’ve never been kissed like that.” She shuttered slightly as her small pale hands gripped the hood, pulling it over her soft pink hair. “Never again. That was sooo gross.” She snickered before turning her attention forwards.

<p class="MsoNormal">‘I was wrong’ she thought over, her eyes watching the path before her. The short pink haired woman continued thinking as she walked past large assortment of white tents. ‘I need to be smarter and not jump to assumptions. So careless.’ She hummed once before she pulled the hood up a bit, showing more of her face now. Kin wore smile, her eyes opened wide now. This whole situation seemed like a game to the woman, one she intended to win. Kin always had a bizarre way at looking at life, the way she processed things was far different than anyone else. ‘But it’s time to be serious’ The soft hues shifted as Seika began to speak, her head nodding in response as the rather joyous expression remained on her face. Kin tried too hard to fit in, and it showed…though she came off as insane rather than being lonely. The woman grasped at straws to maintain what she saw as normality. Kin’s bodyweight shifted as she awaited the order to press on, her eyes looking at Zango for a brief moment. When Seika began to move ahead, Kin would as well.

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 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-top:0px!important;">

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">The little girl squealed in happiness as she held up the gold hairs and looked at them in disbelief like she had never seen such a color before. And to have it herself, she felt really happy and smiled big, especially while her hair was ruffled, before hugging the stranger’s leg and uttering an excited “Thank you sir!” before watching the Konoha Shinobi take off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Meanwhile, the old man shook his head at the rash teenagers and stroked his thing fingers down his beard while humming to himself. He had expected them all to leave and thus looked slightly surprised when one girl remained behind to offer him what looked like her last allowance. With a charismatic smile on his face the oldtimer waved a hand and winked at Nalini. “Do not worry about it. In all honesty I am a very rich man.’. HE whispered to her while the other Konoha Shinobi had walked out of earshot. “But if you wanna make a little extra money, I have a new camel for you to milk. If you know what I mean.”. The old man would now have a filthy smirk on his face but the moment anyone else looked back at him he’d look like an innocent and wise grandpa again.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">A few minutes later Seika & Co arrived at the large refugee camp and began walking through the mass of erected tents. It wasn’t long before they came upon the large brown tent that seemed to be the HQ of whatever this place was. Surrounding this large brown tent were a multitude of sand soldiers the likes of whom were seen during Eidel’s visit to Konoha one year ago. It was quite fascinating to see the wind continue to blow a light trail of particles off of these unnatural beings as they walked up to Seika and bowed their heads politely. They then pointed their fingers back to the tent and walked alongside her to open up a doorway in the wall that provided entrance to her and anyone else who wanted to come inside.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Within the large brown tent stood a huge round table upon which was seen a massive map that covered close to all of said table. Upon closer inspection one could see that the map displayed Amegakure to the greatest detail and was covered in chess-like pieces. At the head of the table stood Eidel. His long hair tied up in a messy bun that made it look like he either just got out of bed or hasn’t slept in sages. His forehead was shimmering and his armpits were drenched with sweat as he stood leaned over, peering down at the pieces, sighing in relief when the Konoha Shinobi entered.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Finally. I’ve been awaiting you. I’m glad you made it.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Eidel looked up at Seika with a thankful gaze before motioning for her to walk over to him. There were a few other people in the tent, all of whom were discussing something in the corner and occasionally shot a suspicious look towards the Konoha Shinobi.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“Don’t worry about them.” Eidel said. “They are in doubt over whether the leaf can be trusted. Their pain and agony has left them blind.”. He then took Seika and whoever else was inside to show them the map on the table and pointed at various locations while he spoke. “We’ve set up several spies in Amegakure. These spies will serve as check-points and safe-houses as well as places to get your intel from. We’ve set up communication between Sunagakure and the spies who have infiltrated the rain. They will keep us up to date of your progress.”. He then looked over at the suspicion-bearing  people in the tent and sent them off for some privacy before he continued. “Seeing as secrecy is our greatest weapon, we can’t risk information falling in the wrong hands. Therefore we will provide intel based on your progress. The further you get on this mission, the more information will be divulged to the spies waiting at check points, who, in turn, will provide you with said information. Try to see it as a puzzle treasure hunt where you receive a new puzzle piece at each stop.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Eidel then handed a scroll over to Seika, a scroll with three eyes drawn onto it. “Activating his scroll will let you know whether someone is telling the truth or lying. Upon unsealing it will allow you a glance inside someone’s soul. However, bear in mind that this scroll only has 3 uses.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Then, after calling everyone back inside, including the grumpy men who still didn’t look like they trusted the Shinobi from Konoha, Eidel clapped his hands together and revealed a big excited smile. “All right. After a year of planning we’re finally here.”. Even in his tired state his voice was unwavering and full of hope. “Our mission is to find and return the daughters of our former council members, and any prisoners from the Hidden Leaf, who will be referred to as packages in this retrieval mission.”. Eidel looked over at Seika. “All information on the whereabouts of the packages will be disclosed upon arrival at your first checkpoint. Your set to depart tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, due to sensory improvements in Amegakure, I cannot join you there because it’s too easy for them detect the Tailed Beast sealed within me. Instead I’ll send you one of the best men we have available as a guide in my place. There is an empty green tent, large enough for you all, at the east of our refugee camp. Inside you’ll find supplies and Amegakure headbands. Rest up. Eat up.” Eidel’s eyes travelled over the Amegakure map again. Confidence showing. Before he finally took a sip of his untouched flask of water. The feeling of the cold glass to his brittle lips, and the fresh liquid quenching his thirst, was a welcoming relief. He then handed the flask over to Kin and smiled. “And Drink up. Make sure you’re ready to leave at sunrise. Your Guide will pick you up at your tent.”

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 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Hearing Zango’s comment she gave him a simple look. “You come in. There will most likely be information that is valuable for all of us, if you have the chance to get info… do it. Believe me from experience, its the worst thing to go in blind” Seika looked to the sandy ground seeing her feet sink in as she shook off her sad old memories; focusing on the mission at hand. Taking a quick moment to look over her team her eyes fell on Kin, Seika did not know much about the girl but it was obvious the girl was trying her hardest to fit in. With a small smirk she gave the girl a nod and mouthed some words strictly to her “Do not be anyone but yourself.” With a sparkle of her perfect teeth she looked back to see the soldiers who had bowed in respect moving to open up the tent. With the same acknowledgement she bowed, motioning her team to follow her.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Happy to be here Lord Kazekage” Seika’s voice was polite as she walked towards him talking a good look at the huge map that displayed Amegakure in full detail. With a look up she saw some people giving them some off putting looks, Seika was personally offended— Especially when Eidel said they doubted whether to trust the leaf or not… Were they blind? Or were they just stupid. Seika was slightly ticked off due to the fact she had lost some very special people in her life for this damn village and everyone in it, gone through hell for these people and they had the gull to doubt them? Sighing she calmed herself down and looked back to Eidel with her determined and cold hearted eyes. They told stories, pain and anger dominated them but they were also the only things pushing her everyday. Elders of the Sarutobi clan told her that her darkness would was a path to power… but not of anything good. That once she got her revenge she would be empty.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">But that was for another day, needing much more explanation. Eidel’s intel was much more important as he made all of them aware they had spies already at work in the village, this was a relief that they would be able to get more info then they were about to get. Making mental notes about where they were located, having an superb photographic memory. The only thing is she hoped they would not be found, they were the soul way to communicate back to the Kazekage.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Continuing to watch as Eidel sent away the people from before, Seika understood this mission was top secret and was not to be told to anyone. “I just see them as check points, no time for games” She said simply looking over to the scroll that was handed to her. It was interesting… It had three eyes drawn onto it but the most curious part about it was the fact they could use it to know rather someone would be lying to not. A path way to a personals soul the only problem was the fact I had only three uses… It would have to be used wisely. “How long does each use go on for? Is it only for one question? For example one look into the persons mind and thats if?” Seika looked at Eidel wanting to make sure she was prepared and knew everything she possibly could. Putting the scroll away safely into her side pouch fro easy access.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">‘A year… Has it been that little of time. It felt like years in my time’ She thought to herself. “We understand Lord Kazekage. All that you have done so far has made us greatful. Without your help it would have been much harder” She said with a genuine tone. Waiting for his last words to be spoken, waiting for her team to lead out to their tent where she would give them a nod that she would follow soon. Wanting to talk to the Kazekage alone. Once they were she would take a deep breath and took a step towards him.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“The last time I saw you… You came to our village and displayed a video with your sand of Keldran Fuma and other of my comrades dying. I was very disrespectful, I looked much different then… But I tried to throw a rock at you— failing horribly of course. I wanted to apologize, As the daughter of Ren Sarutobi, Leader of my clan; it was no way for me to act. Even if I was a common ninja. Without you, my grief probably would have been worse, I-I was just torn up seeing someone I cared about die. Thank you for going all that way to give people some closure” Her voice was strong but frail when she talked about Keldran, finding herself stutter once. However she would not allow herself to do that again. Raising her broken slouched posture, she allowed her shoulders to lift up and straight as she nodded to the man goodnight. “Have a good night.”

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Rest up team… We will need it. Be prepared to leave early and be on your highest guard. Thank you for doing so well today” Seika gave them a saddened smile as talking to Eidel had brought up some un dealt with feelings. Tucking her way into the blankets…

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">If anyone knew Seika, she was not one to acknowledge people so much like she had done today. She had changed… Feeling as if she needed to because of the fact how fast people could leave you. Closing her eyes she was half asleep and half alert, finding her stomach curl about the people in the tent. If they did not trust the leaf, there was no way she would trust them. She would not allow herself to fall in a deep sleep, keeping her senses open and branching out around their tent while she rested…

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 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">While Zango listened to Seika, he only lfted his right brow while he mumbled as his arms crossed over his chest "I like going in blind, makes things more interesting." After he said such a thing in such a low tone to where nobody would hear, he'd see the sand guards walking up to Seika as they bowed and pointed towards the tent. With them walking to the tent, Zango's right foot extended forward as he took a long step towards Seika and walked in behind her. Upon entering the tent, he saw Eidel as well as a big map of Amegakure. Following next to Seika as if he was some form of guard for her, he saw the people off in the corner as he heard what Eidel said and merely stood there as he looked over the entire map and listened to each and every word exchanged between Seika and Eidel.

After all was spoken about at least from what Zango knew which was when the comment about their tent was given. Seeing the nod from Seika, he only shrugged as he walked out of the tent and past the sand guards that stood near the entrance while Zango himself only the stood out there as he said "Now if only we could find some booze." Looking over to the side, he then waited for Seika to come out while he then followed her to their set up tent. Upon getting there, he'd let the ladies go in first while he looked behind him, looking at their surroundings as he only then said to himself "We all know what we signed up for when we went into the academy." Once his words ended, he entered into the tent as he merely began to pack up a little rucksack with some food and water. Looking to another rather big crate in the tent, he saw one of the Ame shinobi headbands on it as he only grew a disgusted look on his face when he grabbed it and slid it into his pouch for later and only opened up the crate slghtly as he pulled out a black cloak that had a hood on it as he only then stuffed it into rucksack as he then looked to the girls as he said gently "Rest well."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">When everything was said and done between all of them and the three females went to lay down, Zango grabbed the blankets from his bed and only the threw it on top of the crate he opened earlier and pushed the crate up the middle of the beds, towards the back of the tent. Facing the doorway, he threw down one of the blankets over the sand as he sat down on it and leaned his back against the crate and only then threw the other blanket over himself as he then stayed silent for the rest as he leaned his head down, closing his eyes while he thought off to himself while keeping himself in between sleep and awake, which would give him rest but also allow him to jump into action if need be. Small snores left his throat as he basically stood guard for the gals of the team through the night and got some rest himself. 14:42, May 26, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Nali chuckled to herself as she walked away from the tent holding the old man and the child. “Yeah. He’s a spunky one alright.” She said to no one in particular while following her team mates with a cheshire cat grin on her face. Though most would have seen that as being disrespectful, it was rather funny to the black and white haired young woman. He’d probably find her to his liking up until he saw what she would eat than she’d be dismissed. Which was fine with her. She had come to call herself a ‘limited edition’ with her bestie. Because that’s what the odd ones were really. At least in their eyes. She looked to the pink haired girl that was with them and continued to smirk. *Yeah, she could be a limited edition as well.* She thought to herself while she continued to follow to the tent.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">She’d follow into the tent and listen to what was said and took in the map. She had ignored the guards that had let them enter believing that if they continued to bow to the group of four, they poor men would end up with whiplash of some sort. Now with her eyes on the map completely, she’d take in every inch of it as if painting a picture of it with her mind. No marker would be left to take in while she listened to what it was the Kazekage had said.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">However, she couldn’t help herself as she leaned aro <span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;line-height:1.38;white-space:pre-wrap;">und a bit and looked to the ones that didn’t trust them. <span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;line-height:1.38;white-space:pre-wrap;">With a smile and wink, she’d move back to listen in about the rest of the instructions.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">The scroll had intrigued her for a bit but knew that she would be best to not touch it. Knowing her, she’d ask some creature where the best place to find food was. That wouldn’t help them at all. However, the longer they stood in the area, the more images were coming to Nali from below her feet. It was beginning to become distracting. Very distracting. She was only too grateful for when they were able to move out once more. At least it would give her a bit of a break while they walked to the tent.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">She’d walk inside and go to the pack that was to be hers. Taking her coffin backpack off, she’d place it on the table as she once more went through all the contents that were in it. Her fingers moved through all her medical supplies and placed more in there from the pack along with more food. She’d take a moment to make sure that all the supplies were ready for them to take in the morning. It was perhaps the one thing so far that she actually did to help the group.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Like a small nagging voice in the back of her mind, she’d almost hear the Hyuga woman tell her to take care of her team at all cost. Personally, Nali had thought the woman to be off her rocker or had a split personality until she found out about the daughter that had died here the year ago. She understood why she was pushed so hard by the woman afterward. Especially being a year older than the woman’s daughter. There was no item that she would over look. Everything was placed as it should be and ready to go.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">With a sigh, she knew this was going to be a long night for her. The voices of the dead were all too talkative for her tonight. She’d look to the others that were with her and nodded her head a bit. This was the time that she was going to be able to have for one last bit of prep before they were going to be leaving. With the recipe committed to memory, Nali took out the ingredient she had packed away and began with her work for making ration pills. It was true that she had some, but the ones that she had would not be of any use to anyone if she had gotten separated from her team. Grinding together the ingredients, she made sure that her companions would never know of the protein rich insects that she placed in there. But they would thank her for them later. She’d take the time to craft and mold each of the pills into small balls while she looked to those that were sleeping around her. Each ball was crafted with care and urgency. This was no time to play around as one of these things could mean the life of one of her teammates. When she had finished, she’d place two in a plastic bag and tie it off. Then did that twice more and placed each bag into her teammates’ bags. She’d tell them about the pills in the morning.

<span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">But there was no rest for the girl that heard the stories from a year ago. Images came flashing through her mind as she walked out of the tent and sat on the ground looking up to the night sky. So many faces she had come to recognize with the flashing images. The story being told no longer entertained her as it now gave her information as to why they were there. Whoever came up with the saying ‘Dead men tell no tales.’ had obviously never listened to the dead speak. Because they talked more than most. Her silver hues caught the glimpse of a beetle crawling across the ground and she grinned. “Oh yeah. That’s what I’m talking about.” She said with a grin as she reached down and picked up the large sand beetle. She’d hold it for a few moments, looking over the color of it and the way it was different from the ones in the Leaf. “I love exotic food,” she said to herself as she popped the beetle into her mouth and began to chew thinking to herself about how it held a small hint of almond. Her eyes looked to the moon that watched over head and silently she said a soft prayer that their Priestess would be safe through the night as she had asked every night since she and her family left the Land of Demons. One day, she’d make the trip back to her home land. But that was some time from now.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">With a sigh, she got up and walked back into the tent. Her eyes looked to her sleeping companions before she moved to take her own bed and roll it out. Slipping beneath the blankets, she’d close her eyes only to see the images more vividly and with greater detail with her head being that much closer to the ground. Story time was going to come if she wanted it or not. Her eyes opened once more as if to check on her team while the soft snores of Zango was heard. She’d listen to the heavy breathing of Seika and then would listen for Kin. With her focus being on those three things, she’d have to rely on the others to guard her. But with any luck, their sleeping sounds would allow her to drift off to sleep. 02:20, May 27, 2016 She spoke, her voice soft as she offered him a slight bow, her hands taking the flask, she immediately took a chug of the liquid, the burning sensation causing her body to twitch slightly as a pained expression rested on her face for a moment. Once the feeling left, her eyes fluttered back open, offering the male a smile.
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Kin moved with her team, her eyes sliding halfway open as they came face to face with the Kazekage. Cautiously, her pink hues shifted to the various people who had shot them suspicious glances. Her face was neutral, however once Eidel began speaking her eyes shifted to look directly at him as he spoke. As he began pointing at spots on the map Kin looked at the map, studying it carefully as she listened to him speak. The pink haired female offered a nod before looking back up to the male as he handed Seika a scroll. ‘Such a interesting item.’ Her lips twitched, forming a smile as she looked back to Eidel, his hand reaching out to her with a flask in his palm. The smile tugged more at her cheeks as the playfull behavior showed. “Hai! Thank you sir.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Suddenly, there was an outburst from Seika…One that caused Kin’s brows to raise in awe. Surely, that took a lot out of Seika. ‘…Hm.’ Kin would turn on her heels and close her eyes as she began to head out the door, in her head visualized the map and the locations of the map as she followed her team to the tent. Kin would wait for Seika if she stayed inside to talk. The girl hadn’t even noticed the flask still in her hand. After a few steps her eyes opened, and a gentle hum left her lips as she followed the woman’s lead to camp. First Seika entered the tent, then Zango, and then Nali, soon after Kin followed them inside. At Zango’s comment Kin gave him a sharp whistle as she tossed the flask to him. Soon after Kin made her way to the corner of the tent, where she’d sit cross legged on the center of the bed. Her eyes shutting as a deep exhale lost her nostrils.

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<p class="MsoNormal">''‘The art of illusion, and here I thought this wasn’t going to be fun. Something I can do flawlessly! And to Amegakure…of all places…Fantastic!’ Kin would laugh slightly aloud. ‘Now what are the rumors…A lot of buildings, and never ending rain, Seems like I can rest easy on the thought of a ninja with fire release. Even so the water will coat me and I won’t burn if I absorb some of it. Blending in won’t be hard, tweak colors, wear a rain coat. I think purple will do, a deep purple with striking yellow eyes. I will wear my headband properly, and act as though I am a child. Put on such a pleasant front if we run into danger. They won’t see it coming~!!!’ “kukuku~” the short laugh left her lips as she shifted and laid down, her head resting on the pillows.''

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">In response to Seika: “You unseal before asking a question to the target, at which a glowing eye will appear on the targets forehead. This glowing eye will then allow you to look inside their mind as if looking through a window, for the duration of their answer. This will allow you to see truth or false in a way unique to each individual, most often in a symbolical sense.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Then, as the Konoha Shinobi took off, Seika went over to Eidel on her own just before he continued about his business. He met her gaze with understanding and nodded along while she spoke, showing that he was listening caefullly to every word before taking a moment to think rather than replying straight away. The look of concern was strong in his eyes but then made place for the frown on his face that signaled he was trying to find some kind of truth or answer that could ease her mind. In the end, however, he let up with a sigh and smiled at her while saying. “The past is but the past. Eventually everything will be nothing but dust. Eventually our whole reality will be nothing more than a desert of past time. Therefore, as the living, as the heroes of an era in need, it is our duty to look at the future with hope. Don’t apologize, make things right, don’t regret, make thing right. But do so for the right reasons.”. While stepping past her, he quickly leaned in to whisper to her ear. “Don’t let that darkness consume you or you won’t be able to contain the monster that escapes at night.”. As if he had seen the abyss in her eyes, for he could relate and recognize due to the monster that he was a host to.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“It’s time to leave my pretties! ~Sheesheee~” Spoke the alluring voice of a stranger outside the Konoha tent. He’d wait outside while giving the Shinobi time to prepare themselves if need be.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">“We’ll eat on the way.~Sheesheee~ We have to leave camp within 10 minutes. So make sure you look pretty. I’d hate to be embarrassed while we travel”.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Until they went outside the tent, it’d be left up to the imagination to see what their guide looked like as he stood beside one of the closed walls of the tent through which they could only see the shadow of what looked like a female silhouette.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">Inside the tent were provisions for the Shinobi to take along and/or eat now as well as other basic supplements and of course the Amegakure headbands; Zango already having stored away his own.

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 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Already sitting outside her tent it was 5:30 am. Seika had eaten for the trip and made sure she had extras for later… However she found herself thinking about what the Kazekage had told her. “Don’t let that darkness consume you or you won’t be able to contain the monster that escapes at night.”

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“Gate ways to the soul…” Seika’s voice traveled against the warm breeze that flowed, rubbing her thumb against the Amegakure headband she had received. Walking back inside where she would see her whole team she felt her heart clench… It had been a while since she had last lead a squad— she was not afraid to fight but she was afraid of not protecting them. She did not want to fail anyone… not anymore.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“I’m Seika Sarutobi, I am leading this squad. You are?” She asked curiously. Edited by KasumiHozuki 00:58, May 28, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">As the night went forward and each one of the four man team were sleeping, the noises of shuffling around only caused Zango's eyes to snap open and his snores to grow quiet as he pushed himself up, the blanket he had only sliding to the ground as he walked out of the tent quietly and looked around, only then walking around the tent, making sure nothing was around while he came across a piece of white cloth with bloodstains on it. His right brow only lifted as he then picked it up and looked over the entire thing as he went back inside and merely kept it in his hand lightly while he pulled the blanket back over him once more. Letting him drift off back to the light sleep he was in, his snores began again as he was back in the state he was before.

When Seika had woken up, her movements disrupted Zango as he only sat there, his back still against the crate as his snores stopped and he had his eyes open only halfway so he could see everything. As Seika came back into the tent, Zango only pushed himself up as he stretched a bit and walked over to Seika as he placed his hand on her shoulder and merely said "I know what kind of pain you might be going through, or at least have a decent idea of it. Just don't jump in front of anything unless I'm not there. I'm planning for nobody to get hurt on this mission and if anything, I'm ready to give my life up for you three. Trust me." He offered her a gentle and warming smile as he tilted his head a bit to her. Losing the smile, he then held up his right hand, holding up the bloodstained cloth and said "I found this outside during the night after I heard something shuffling around out there. I have no clue where it came from but there was no blood on the sand and nobody around." If Seika would have taken the cloth, he'd only pull his left hand from her shoulder as he then said "Once you're done checking that out, give it back to me, I'll hold onto it if anything."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Just a little time had passed by then as he heard some laughter outside after some speaking as Zango only squinted towards the entrance of the tent and sighed "Not like this." He was back in his cranky mood as he then would follow Seika outside to see the person that woke them up after getting his rucksack. As he got outside, he only squinted again at the person, letting his eyes travel up and down the figure and only let his right eye twitch a bit and decided to say nothing. 04:37, May 28, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The deep breathing and snores were the only help that Nali had to get to sleep. Though a light sleep, she'd still have some rest under her belt when the morning would come. With her eyes closed, she'd listen to the conversation between Zango and Seika. It seemed there was a heart somewhere under the thick mask of grump. She'd simply listen to all that was going on around her while she stretched out on the bedding that she was given. The last few moments of peace and relaxation before trucking out once more. She didn't stress or worry about what later that day was going to bring. Only enjoying the moment.

Then came the laugh that caused her eyes top open.

Sitting up, she stretched with a soft squeal and moan before itching her long hair all the way down to the scalp. "Oh yeah... that's the spot baby!" She said to herself before relaxing once more and looking about. She had packed her stuff last night and upon looking at the other supplies, she'd dress accordingly. Though she would once more wrap the light hooded scarf around her neck and head once more. Her forehead protector from the Leaf, she'd place in her bag at the bottom and she'd make sure to grab the other one and place it up towards the top. Easy access. She'd then grab some extra food for the trip over since she had already packed her casket bag with it the night before. She'd carry as much water containers as was given to her. Her thoughts then went to her team mates. She only hoped she had enough if they forgot something. Looking to them a moment before they walked from her, she spoke soft but sternly. "In each of your bags, you will find a small plastic bag with two pills. Those are ration pills. Use them as you see fit." She said as she pulled the white hood up from her scarf and tucked her black ends into the hood to hide them.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She'd then walk out and look to the one that spoke with the interesting laugh. She wondered if they would be able to have some sort of fun while making the journey. Another long walk with no fun was going to be the death of her. Her silver hues looked over the individual from head to toe while she stood next to Zango. 05:10, May 28, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Glossy blank hues stared at the at the tents burlap, listening carefully to Seika and Zangos conversation, she wouldn’t move or give any sign she was awake, she was curious on Zango’s behavior but kept it to herself. Kin never slept more than a few hours a night, the causing being nightmares that constantly haunted her mind. With a gentle exhale from her nostrils she slowly shut her eyes. ‘Only a few hours..I suppose its better then nothing,’ the female would shift in the bed, sitting up at the sound of a feminine tone calling to them. With a light exhale Kin stood up, gazing at her squad as he eyes fluttered shut. If one was to watch Kin, they’d see her skin, clothing, hair change color and shape rather quickly.  First her hair hue would slowly change to that of a deep lilac, the hair would change in length, becoming longer. Her outfit changed to a crop top, baggy black ninja pants and knee length ninja shoes, the same deep lilac in color. Rather than place the Amegakure ninja headband on her forehead she decided to have it take shape around her neck. With a gentle yawn Kin’s eyes reopened, showing glowing golden orbs.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kin began taking a slow stride, grabbing a supply of food and water for the journey. “Hmhm.” As she exited the tent, her gaze shifted to the guide, her eyebrows raised. Kin took notice of Zango and Seika. “Morning, I hope this is suitable for Amegakure.” She murmured, gesturing to herself, the tone would be Kin’s signifying it had been her. The short purple haired female yawned as she stretched her arms to the sky. “Whew” she smiled brightly as her attention turned to the sky. ‘This is the day.’ Kin would giggle softly, her head shaking causing the long purple locks to sway.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Soon as Nali exited the tent Kin spun on her heels and began to wave, “Good Morning.” The purple haired female seemed to be a morning person, but in reality the thoughts she had last night left her excited. ‘I can’t wait.’ She hummed softly as she turned her attention away from Nali and to the guide. The golden hues studied the male, looking over his makeup and style of attire. “You’re very pretty.” She called out, laughing gently as she hid her lips behind her arm. 00:25, May 29, 2016
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">A lace-gloved hand was used as the launching pad for a dozen of heart-shaped kisses which flew off towards the Konoha Shinobi before popping at which they’d feel the sensation of a creepy and unwelcome affection. “Finally. ~sheeshee~”. Stepping out to face them was a male, or female, one couldn’t be a hundred percent sure but for now we’ll say male due to the lack of breasts or any other curves. Even so, his face was close to that of a female and coated in a heavy layer of Lolita make-up that suited his melancholic gothic-Victorian style. If it wasn’t for the Sunagakure headband around his waist the guide could easily be mistaken for a regular civilian, with a very un-regular style.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;">He bowed in a way seen by those of nobility who have a sense of showman ship, stretching one leg back while lowering his torso and touching his chest with the tips of his dainty finger. “My name is Monique Delacroix, Jounin of Sunagakure. I’ll be your guide for the day.”.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;"> Standing back up to his 5ft8 height, the androgynous Jounin gave everyone a good look and then nodded, seemingly well please, and turned around real quick for a moment to smile big like a perverted, drooling, creep. But then turned back to face them as if nothing had happened. “Very charming. ~sheeshee.~ Our transport is expecting us 20 miles into the desert in a location known to no more than half a dozen men, and myself. However, the location chosen requires us to pass through a hidden cave in the desert, sneak past the Burath’Sur, and pass over the golden rocks, in order to get to the underground river that’ll carry us close to Amegakure.”

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.6pt;margin-bottom:0px!important;">With that, the group would set out to leave the former village of prosperity now reduced to ruins after that bloody war one year ago. And with Sunagakure disappearing from view behind them, the ventured deeper into the desert and walked through small valley between high sand dunes. The sun above them was of immense intesity so it was incredible how their guide, dressed in full black and a thick long coat, didn't break so much as a sweat and happily skipped along with a jovial swaying of the hips. Edited by HokageSenju 19:07, May 29, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Before walking out of the tent, Zango had awakened placed a hand upon her shoulder. Instinctually having her shoulders curl up together, She was not afraid it was just the fact she did not like when other people touched her anymore— So she simply stared at his hand for a few seconds as he spoke. It was a cheerful tone… Slightly hopeful to her ear. Looking up to his eyes with her own empty ones “Thats noble of you,” her tone was a little off almost like you could not really tell if she was sarcastic or appreciative about his comment. Seika did not have the intentions to be rude, its just the fact she did not know how to interact with others the way she used to anymore… Not to mention the fact the boy seemed about Keldran’s age kinda made her nostalgic.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“What the….” Looking at the blood strained cloth. Is was quite weird he had found it the night they got there. “How fresh was the blood on the sand and cloth when you found it?” She asked as she never touched it. “Keep it but we should make sure Eidel knows about that. Might be nothing… Possibly the cloth of a worker who got hurt at a shift. But you never want to take chances” With that they soon found themselves outside looking at a male dressed as a doll, giving no comment she said good morning to the rest of her squad. “Nice to meet you Monique” She said kindly as she turned to Zango and whispered so that only he could hear “Keep it. Looks like we will not have time to notify the Kazekage.”

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">With that she would continue on with Monique and her team to their first check point in the strong desert heat, questioning how their guide was not suffering sunstroke from his attire.

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 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Seeing the male, female, thing...whatever it was, his grumpy face only came back as he only nodded to it and said "Pleasure to meet ya." With that he looked to Seika as he heard her whisper and nodded to her in response as they already began their walk to out of the village and back into the desert. Sighing lightly, he said to himself "Ugh, if there's anywhere I hate the most, it's this fucking desert." After saying so, he only forced himself forward as he felt the heat beating down on him as he listened closely for anybody speaking to him or at all as he was also on alert for any danger that would be incoming. Not much to do in a desert but the Suna Jonin they were following could've been interesting if Zango wasn't an asshole. He chuckled to himself as he started thinking about some things from his past to pass the time.
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Nali looked to Kin as she came out of the tent. A playful half smirk came across her lips as she gave a wink before she'd reach out and go to ruffle up the girl's hair a bit. "Indeed it is, doll face!" She said with a light chuckle as her eyes looked then to the person that she had heard call them out. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Looking the individual over from head to toe, a cheshire cat grin crossed her lips and only broadened more at the creepy sensation that was coming from the heart-shaped kisses. The gothic-Victorian style of the Jounin before them was something that she admired. She'd have to see just what this person was going to be like because at first glance this person was going to be fun to work with. She truly couldn't wait to see what the Jounin had in store for them. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The silver hues watched every delicate movement while the sound of the laugh and the voice was one that she had already started committing to memory. Listening to the instruction as to their transport, she gave a nod. Looking to their own Jounin, she'd wait to see if there was going to be introductions and pressed her lips to the side a bit with a furrow of her brows as common courtesy was overlooked. Her silver hues continued lay upon the Suna Jounin and gave the individual her playful smirk with a nod. "Nalini. Nali, if you like. It's a pleasure to meet you, Monique." <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Obviously they were heading right out and it only made her happy to know that she packed as much as she could for food and water. After they had truly began their journey, she'd walk up next to Zango just as he had spoken of his distaste for the desert. Her hues looked straight ahead as she would walk beside him a bit more. "We are lucky that we are only moving this small distance across the desert. I remember leaving my homeland when I was a young child." It was one of the few times that Nali actually was evenly tempered. She was truly speaking as a normal person though she still looked very much like someone that stood out. "We walked from the Land of Demons across the longest part of the desert." She lightly reached down and touched upon the sand. "I never thought that it would be traveling it again so soon." Her silver hues then looked to him as she let the grains of sand fall from her hand. "I heard what you had said to Seika this morning. Thank you for that." She said as she then turned her gaze back to their path and the miles of sand before them with a smile once more on her face.
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">At Nali’s comment Kin giggled softly, a smile wide on her face as she looked back to their guide, looking over his features once more. . Kin didn’t really talk to her team members because she didn’t exactly know them much. As their guide began to speak she listened carefully on the details of where they were going, and how exactly they were going to get there. At his introduction she’d in turn introduce herself, “I am Kin~” she said with a rather large cheeky smile. The pink haired female would offer a short nod before turning on her heels, awaiting the others to begin walking.

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<p class="MsoNormal">As they walked through the desert Kin’s pink hues looked ahead, watching the desert before them. “So much sand.” She murmured, her head thinking of how exactly the desert became to be. “I wonder where it all came from~” she added, a short chuckle leaving her lips.

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 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;margin-top:0px!important;">First Encounter:

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;">Upon the dustcloud  passing over the last dune in between it and the Konoha Shinobi, it became visible what was hiding inside the uplifted sand. Dozens of men and women, even children, who all rode on horses, some of them pulling carts that held various goods. These people, introduced as the Yurei Nomads, by Monique, were dressed in brown robes that blended in with the sand and provided camouflage, their heads wrapped in cloths that covered everything but their eyes.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;">If the Konoha group chose to hide then the Caravan would spread out with all the armed riders slowly moving around the area where the Konoha Shinobi were last seen, stabbing their spears into the ground. The civilians meanwhile would look for any movement in the sane to which they’d alarm the armed riders.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;">Whatever the case, the nomads remained silent for the time being and sternly looked down upon anyone in sight while raising their spears in a threatening manner. 22:29, June 2, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">After walking out in the desert heat, Seika was left to travel with her set team and intense thoughts. It was almost like she had a looming dark aura hovering around her, she could imagine it as a very evil shadow of nothingness; all it had was a mouth that spoke horror in her mind. Whereas the goodness she once had was being forced deep into her mind. Seika was not vulnerable… However she seemed to be very hot. Almost like anything that would attempt to stop her mission would be killed in the most un caring way possible.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">It made the woman chuckle a little, ‘Father… I remember when you told me to be emotionless. To have no heart on a mission because it would compromise everything. Look at me now, I am the perfect embodiment of a person with nothing more then her own goals pushing her. No love that will lead to heart break… No compassion that will cause me to have sympathy… Is this what you wanted? Well you got it.’

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Seika was completely mute for most of the way, until she looked upon a dust cloud about a mile away. Furrowing her brow, Seika finally used her tongue. “Get ready, Follow my lead” The Jonin would not provide much of a pep talk to her team, the last time she did that it caused her no good; Just horror and waste of breath. As they grew slightly closer it seemed she was just barely able to make out figures within that dusty cloud, but they were in fact people.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Monique would have confirmed that, providing info on who they were. ‘Yurei Nomads?’ Seika had no idea who they were… In fact she did not like the way they were coming towards them.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">That voice of pure darkness screamed to the Sarutobi, it made her cringe and growl silently. ‘Seika you are smart… quickly access the situation’ the 22 year old spoke to herself as she noticed Monique did not react much to them coming. Was this there transportation?…. Monique did say they would meet half a dozen men, but these were way more and they were not at the hidden cave location.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">The voices kept talking and Seika whispered back ‘Keldran is dead…’  Noticing she was talking to herself her face seemed to hold a lot of anger. Staring down the group that was quickly heading towards them; about 12 of them had long spears. “Beware of the spears…” Locked and loaded the Jonin Clapped her hands together, yelling extremely loud to the first 3 riders coming towards them. “Drop your weapons and come peacefully!!! WE MEAN NO HARM! SINGLE WARNING!” if they would stop peacefully putting away their weapons, Seika would look at Monique to see what to do, making sure to keep her guard with her sensory technique. If they would not listen she would have already concentrated chakra into her hands performed hand seals while she spoke, going in order {Tiger → Ox → Dog → Rabbit → Snake}. Timing herself properly to where as soon as they would do something out of the ordinary or get too close would ride into a grand gust of wind that would escape her mouth, strong enough to make even their horses fly back about 5 metres, this was a technique called the great breakthrough… If they were to throw their spears they would just fly backwards as well, seeming like nothing more then tooth picks flying through the air. Not only that but having their other buddies be winded with a gust of sand flying up/out and preventing them from seeing what would be coming towards them. Allowing Seika and her team to use this to their own advantage to further prepare and strike the remaining 3. Doing so Seika Would reach into her pouch and grab out a kunai with a paper bomb attached, Waiting for the right moment were she would launch it. Edited by KasumiHozuki 04:21, June 8, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">As the team and the sand Jonin were walking within the hot desert, Nali, another member of the Konoha team for this mission decided to speak to him while walking next to him as well. Listening closely, he would only then say once she was done speaking "Well, when it comes down to it, we don't know exactly how far away all of this could be, how long we'll be walking or anything. However, you made it across the desert once, might as well do it multiple times. Also, there's no reason to thank me, just makes me wonder sometimes what's going through some peoples' heads because they think that they're the only person that has something to prove or some dumb shit like that, just because something tragic happened." His shoulders only lifted for a second as they dropped back down and then he looked over to her "I could care less however, for the sake of the village and the mission, I don't plan on dying yet and trying to get all of you back safe even if that means my life." His eyes slowly looked forward again.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After a bit more walking, a sand cloud was seen not too far away in front of them and Zango's facial expression of displeasure only grew a bit more into the way it was. He disliked randomly meeting people out on the desert or anywhere since they could be crazy people or some shit. He continued to walk with Seika and the rest of them as he was ready to transform his body into the steel that it could. Slowly but surely, his hands were only tightening in their grasp as watched the people in front of them. Three armed riders and more in the back as well with the others. They didn't seem so dangerous because they could've easily attacked by now however, you could never trust a lot of people within this world. Sticking behind Seika though, he let her do the talking even though not everything someone could or would do would be what other people could or would do but all Zango knew was that he was ready to fight and move in any which way. No hesitation would be found in his step once he started, if he had to but merely, he wanted to wait to see what these Nomads would do instead of merely driving them into the ground. 00:14, June 11, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Nali smiled softly hearing him speak and couldn't hide the cheshire smile that crossed her lips as he continued to speak. Was there anything that could possibly make senior grumpy pants truly happy? Come hell or high water, she'd find out even if he began to hate her for it. In her mind, the words simply were stated with almost a twisted pleasure. *Challenge accepted!* Once more she actually listened to what he was saying. With a nod, she looked to him. "Well, regardless of if it is solely for the sake of the mission or the village, it is still something that I wish to thank you for. Not everyone would just place their life out there for the sake of others. Honor and duty or not."

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