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[b][h2][color=2F4F4F]Masato Saruwatari[/color][/h2]
Konoha Ame-Suna Border, At the Harvest Festival[/b][/center]
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Masato’s eyes drifted along the various stalls and people that milled around them, taking in the information without thought. Today was one of his few days off which would normally mean he would be busy training with his Constructs, however his parents had insisted he experience the Harvest Festival at least once in his life and they had decided that him having the day off was an indicator that now was the best time to do so. Despite the nature of the festival and the various activities, Masato was in fact having a good time. It was an event that was unlike any he had attended before and it allowed him to learn new things, something that he loved doing regardless of the usefulness of the information in relation to him. Overall he would consider the day a success and was grateful for a reprieve from missions and even training, though he did love doing the second he appreciated a break every now and then. The fact that it had also been relatively relaxing was simply a bonus. 

This serenity though was broken as a flare was launched into the air and all hell began to break loose as explosions emanated from various locations within the festival. Naturally this lead to hysteria breaking out among the civilians which only escalated with the appearance of shinobi wearing red bands around their left arms, showing their allegiance to the rebel group known as the Red Sages. Fortunately the attention of the opposing shinobi wasn’t directed towards him at the moment as they were focused on a kunoichi with red locks of impressive length. 

With the two on one fight commencing, Masato turned his attention towards the building that a current meeting of political figures was underway. For just a moment the thought of rushing to the aid of those within the compound crossed his mind it was quickly extinguished as he turned his gaze back to the kunoichi, who looked vaguely familiar, and the two opponents that she had subdued. With the immediate threat clearly dealt with Masato began to work towards securing the safety of the civilians still in the area. 

In a quick and fluid motion he bit into his thumb to draw blood before slamming his hand to the ground. [b][color=2F4F4F]”Shieldbearers, step forward!”[/color][/b] White smoke exploded around Masato briefly before vanishing, revealing six heavily armored constructs wielding massive shields surrounding him. Standing back up, Masato turned his attention to the civilians that were either too frightened to move or too curious. [color=2F4F4F]”Everyone I need you to come this way and enter the formation created by my Shieldbearers.”[/color] As he spoke he removed himself from the group of constructs, making more room for the civilians who slowly made their way to the designated location. [color=2F4F4F]”Shieldbearers close ranks and have shields at the ready.”[/color] At his words all six constructs moved in unison, forming together to create a solid circle of metal around the civilians before raising their shields.

With the civilians taken care of temporarily, Masato turned his attention to the kunoichi once again as he made his way over to her. While he moved forward he flicked his right hand in the same direction, causing the constructs to move forward at a slow pace. Once he was before the woman he lifted his hand straight up, and held his palm open signalling for the Shieldbearers to halt. [color=2F4F4F]”Would you be willing to assist me in bringing these people to safety? While I can provide protection I am not much use in dispatching opposition at the moment and would appreciate your assistance. If you are willing please feel free to join us.”[/color] Knowing that time was of the essence he was unable to wait for her response. Instead he swung his arm back down while continuing past her, his Shieldbearers beginning to move again with the movement of his arm.