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[b][color=004b80][h2]Arima Shuu - Tametomo[/h2]

[Sub]The Red Sages (With Chieko)[/sub][/color]

Harvest Festival, Escaping[/b]

[@Blue Demon][@Weird Tales][@Nero][@Hillan][@Partisan][/center]

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This Ninko guy was growing more and more suspicious when he mentioned being a Confederation shinobi but suddenly throwing it all away the instant they took down a big commander of the group. Arima, behind his mask, gave a rather suspicious look at the wannabe spy, being unable to read minds, he would be torn in the idea. He could be a potential, but he could also be the downfall of many others. In any case, they couldn't just bring him along, and yet he could very well follow them or just attack them. This couldn't happen. 

Throwing another glace at Chieko, she would return with evident distrust to this story for obvious reasons. Her silence made the answer clear, they couldn't leave any loose cannons lying around. 

"[color=004b80]Okay Ninko. Just tell me wh-[/color]"

And in the middle of his phrase, Arima simply lowered his foot on the man's shoulder, electrifying him enough to stun him. This very small frame of surprise would be enough for Chieko to swiftly launch with perfect accuracy a few senbon coated in anesthesia, enough to put the unsuspecting Ninko into an unconscious state so Arime could live the guy over his shoulder. It wouldn't be too difficult given that the young Tametomo was trained like any other shinobi and had boots that practically moved for him. 

With that done, the duo swiftly departed the area, Arima employing the electrical nature of his boots to get around the forests faster and Chieko easily in the lead with her spectacular speed and general lack of an entire human on her. But she made a good scout to the boy didn't complain, not that he would anyway with his clear attraction for her. The trip was silent by fear of being followed and they purposely took a much longer route to guarantee not meeting any trouble. After all carrying a sleeping guy around was probably a little suspicious.

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The two arrived at the time where Seijo was giving her little briefing. By then Ninko was left in a remote shed with a couple of lower leveled Red Sages to look after him until the higher ups decided on what they'd do with him. Chieko didn't stick around long, being the social butterfly she was, and made her way to her own quarters to do whatever. Arima on the other hand attended the briefing the exact moment Seijo got to the part that concerned him. Her snarky 'congratulations' followed by a 'slip up' prompted an eyebrow lift as he entered the 'cool' Arima mode. 

"[color=004b80]Always so enjoyable, Seijo.[/color]"

Chuckling a any chill guy trying a bit hard would before nonchalantly taking the document and checking it as Seijo attributed the members. At first he'd respond with a simple 'Uh-huh' before catching on that some random new guy was in the club. Somewhat dumbfounded, he paused for a good five seconds to make sure there wasn't a typo or something and Seijo was just not giving a crap. With that, he'd peer over at the corridor leading to the mess hall. The short red hair on the nice looking ass he'd definitely recognize, but the more masculine figure? Didn't ring a bell. 

With that he rushed to watch up with Naomi. In the process he'd notice that this guy had the same prestigious bright read hair color as her, which made it clear to the tryhard's mind that she probably got him in. After the events that happened, he was clearly suspicious of this and bringing along a complete stranger to a pretty sensitive mission didn't turn him on. 

"[color=004b80]Naomi. What's going on? You know this man? Also ... Do you still have that red dress while we're here?[/color]" 

He'd ask with the calmest voice he could muster, which would be pretty shaky given he wasn't at ease at all with this new guy. He'd give a quick and wary glance at Aro, barely even acknowledging his presence, let alone his rather edgy request. To be fair, that would do little to Arima's impression on him, as his current status somewhat over-encumbered that. 

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[b][color=f26522][h2]Yakoul Kakariko[/h2]

The Confederation's General of Armed Forces[/color]

Lecture Hall - Sunagakure[/b]

[@Every Confederation Member & Undecided][/center]

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The place was practically full bar some seats left in between groups of acquaintances. Many would notice however two individual's at the bottom of the hall, at the same level as Yakoul. One was a male known as Yamato Minamoru, leaning his back against the wall whilst taking part of the moment, his expression barely welcoming to anybody. The second one was a blue haired, quite charming young woman. Although from a distance it'd be hard to recognize but she'd be the world famous Aoi Fuegushi, sitting on a chair, legs crossed with a pen and a notebook on her hands as she prepared to take notes.

Most were settled down once Yakoul started to address them in the most direct way possible. There was a fat kid trying to be interesting, but Yakoul didn't like fatties so it did its best to gear its sight away from the whale. However, a very nasty sound would cause the veins in its eyes to plop out as it glared directly into Setsuko's soul. The unsettling fixation it had was easily noticed by everyone and felt by most chuunin level people and above. It breathed in a large quantity of air before exhaling really loudly over the mic. 

"[color=f26522]Please put away any tools or phones for now. Thank you very [i]fucking[/i] much.[/color]"

It announced with a forced and rather silly looking grin before reverting to its usual, neutral look, brushing the whole crowd with its eyes to look for any bad seeds. There were a lot. This was going to be a fun ride alright. Cracking its jaw as would dictate the tic, it arced its back slightly backwards to stretch itself, yawning strongly as a results before resuming what is started. 

"[color=f26522]Okay. OKAY. So you good people must all be wondering why the fuck I brought all of you here after the clusterfuck back over there. I mean, you're all heroes right? You've saved the motherfucking day by protecting civilians and [i]trying[/i] to save a few VIP's here and there, am I right?[/color]"

In that particular instance it winked toward Mirai and Kanata, the tomboy whom it recognized quite easily through her smell and voice it could capture without a problem. That and very few had such remarkable red hair. At that same time, Aoi would take notice of the redhead, giving her frequent glances as her agitated body language amused the blue star.

"[color=f26522]I mean, fuck the retarded cat thing, it's pissing on your well deserved hero break! Well fuck you all. In an hour or so, the news is going to explode after our President spills the beans on this bullshit. And guess what happens then? You guys actually become shinobi, which in turn means pussy mode is off. Want a break? Tough luck asshole, we're at war.[/color]"

As it started to rant somewhat incoherently, it did throw glares at various individuals whom the facial expression clearly indicated boredom or disdain. It couldn't entirely blame them, it hated to be here too, but unlike them, it kicked fucking ass. Taking a small pause of about four seconds, it would resume its little lecture with a more positive tone and a smile.

"[color=f26522]But hey, you know what? You ain't that big of pussies if you're here so cool your tits. Unlike all the fucking, bitch ass piles of garbage we've been hiring up here, you guys actually deliver the goods. At least, most of you. And now we have a bunch of psycho extremists who are way too OCD to compromise shit about the world. These Red Sages, they're not old news though. Fuck, they've been around since before Hamajo even existed. Not the sages, I mean fucking dumbshits who are too stupid to cope with what they have.[/color]" 

At the end of that line, it cracked its jaw. The awful sound it made echoed strongly through the room as it made another pause. 

"[color=f26522]The fact of the matter is, it takes shit like this to make the world fucking move. They'll call it a tragedy, but fuck it, I call it a goddamn opportunity! Cry for your losses, but make sure to know that this event marks the permanent downfall of the motherfuckers.[/color]"

Swaying its tail from left to right, it kept its monologue as fluid as possible to make the conference last a little as it could. Keeping things energized however, it walked up the stairs through the various rows while continuing its loaded speech.

"[color=f26522]We needed this ... Tragedy. Without it, we can't get the retarded populace to root these gaping assholes out of here. But let's be fair, there'll always be someone bitching, this won't really ever end. Seriously, even if the world was turned PERFECT there'd still be retards like this saying 'HUR DUR THIS DOESN'T FEEL REAL, LET'S REBEL'. If I recall correctly, the whole world even went apeshit when some Uchiha subtard proposed the idea! For fuck's sake, I don't even have to mention the rotten piece of crap the world was when people had so much 'freedom' with all these pathetic Yakuza and pseudo-diplomatic arrangements. Let's not lie to each other, this fucking world order isn't perfect, it's actually quite shit when you suck at life. But fucking guess what? For the first time in never, Shinobi are just one big orgy all agreeing to buttfuck each other.[/color]" 

It stopped its ascension once at the very top, throwing a glance at Higoho who happened to be up there as well before ending the point is was trying to make.

"[color=f26522]I think it is in many's interest, especially to their families, to maintain this never before seen sack of shit that is Hamajo. And dispose of those who rape the world that birthed them, that catered to them, sheltered their asses and kept most of you excuses for shinobi out of international conflict. Fuck, when you think about it ... These Red Sages truly are ... Mother Fuckers![/color]"

It shouted out as if it were surprise of the suddenly conclusion it made. It proceeded to make its way back down to the desk it was sitting on beforehand before finishing. 

"[color=f26522]Was there any real fucking point to this? Not really. But countless are the times where I've had to butcher traitors who simply forgot who the fuck gave them a life where they were allowed to be so fucking weak. These assholes biting the hand that's feeding them, they may appears like us, they may be friendly, they may be children, hell they may be saints. Despite any of this, they won't hesitate to exterminate you, so I suggest you very well do the fucking same, my comrade in arms~ We're at war, friends, final-fucking-ly.[/color]"

Sighing, as much as it seemed like propaganda, Yakoul was convinced it was petty close to the truth. Never would it admit the Confederation was perfect. Quite the contrary, it found it boring and evidently somewhat impaired in handling stuff people whine about. 

"[color=f26522]Okay. This bullshit is done. You're all part of the Armed Forces Branch now, spray yourself with fucking confetti if you want. You will all have aerial patrol duties as you'll essentially be first responders until I ... Want you to do other stuff? Fuck it, I'm feeling saucy today, you and ... You will call the shots this week. I ain't got time to deal with all of your shits right now. We're on motherfucking high alert so don't fuck this up.[/color]" 

With that, it tossed a plastic officer's badge at Mirai without even warning her, conferring the title of de facto decision maker during patrol routines while the other one would land on Setsuko's head because she got its attention. Yeah that's the reason why really. 

"[color=f26522]Oh yeah, you can a get the fuck out now. You'll get orders via your cheap as shit work phones. Except for you two, you're coming with me.[/color]" 

As it addressed two individuals, it pointed at both Tanji who would be somewhere and Kanata. Without giving them a second warning, Yakoul would be quick to depart the area through the exit door near it. There would be a set of stair there that would lead to a hallway. The second door to the right would be selected. The group would end up in a rather luxurious lounge with multiple vending machine and a coffee maker. Yakoul would swiftly leap on one of the sofas and lie on it like it was home. 

"[color=f26522]Take whatever the hell you want. We're going to get comfortable all three of us. So, Tenji was it? Who cares? Anyway, how was it with that fucking buzzkill in the 11th Corps? Jeez, tell me about your life there actually. As for you, Kanata, yeah that's it, just tell me what the fuck you were doing in that shithole in the first place. You know, the Festival no sane kid would go unless they were forced through death threats.[/color]" (Any of you two can respond first)

It questioned the two, curious as to who they were but most of all what they had in terms of potential. Kanata just interested Yakoul, and it appeared to be also the case with Aoi. Tanji however caught Yakoul's eyes during the attack, as such he got a special treatment. Of course, it didn't bring them for show and tell, they were going to participate in something.