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[color=mediumaquamarine][h3]Nori Hisakawa[/h3] Red Sages[/color][/center]
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Nori was attentive for the meeting, albeit quiet, although he couldn't help but raise an amused eyebrow at Mikoto upon his declaration of giving the Uchiha girl a [i]"beautiful death,"[/i] as he so eloquently put it. Arrogant and confident, just as he had fought in the field. It reminded him a little bit of his younger training, back before Kirigakure was leveled by the war. Yes, time had soothed the bloodlust instilled in their shinobi, but they certainly didn't try to make them as gentle as Konohagakure's. He subconsciously ran a tongue over his teeth; pointed. Somewhere among his ancestors there was one of the old Seven Swordsmen, and it garnered a good amount of attention from his teachers. Son of a talented hunter-nin and that made you a popular guy among jounin. Considering how adequately he had fought in the Hiding in Mist, perhaps the redhead was from the area as well.

Not that it made much difference. His thoughts were properly realigned as soon as Seijo slapped down the clipboards and laid down the law. She went to what seemed like the most important mission first. Going straight into enemy territory to steal [i]Madara Uchiha's Gunbai[/i] and [i]Sasuke Uchiha's chokuto.[/i] Well that certainly sounded like a rough time, and he wasn't surprised that it was her own mission. No doubt she'd be bringing her highest class shinobi along to--

[color=0F1230][i]“Yudai, [b]Nori[/b] and god forbid Anzai. You're all with me."[/i][/color]

There was a part of Nori that wanted her to hurry and finish so he could interject. After his subpar performance on the last mission, which consisted of keeping an eye on the back lines, helping a handful of Red Sages, and nearly getting put out by some Hyuga runt trying to save Mikoto. All he had to show for it was some information she didn't really care about, and a flamboyant braggart. But...

He slipped up his scarf a bit and let himself smile a little wider than usual behind the cloth, and the slight ache in his side seemed to go away of its own accord. [color=mediumaquamarine][i]Two legendary weapons for the Red Sages, right out from under the Confederate's noses? How could I pass up something this exhilarating?[/i][/color] Nori thought to himself, a little more excited than he expected of himself.

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He didn't dawdle after the meeting, heading straight back to his room to prepare. A fresh mail, leggings, sandals. He usually didn't bring along shuriken and kunai, but he went ahead procured a few and set a pouch aside. He considered sitting down right then and getting to work on fixing up another spare naginata for tomorrow, but he felt an ache in his stomach that finally wasn't from getting smacked. They had been out on an intensive mission for a good portion of the evening, and his appetite had caught up with him. He was still dressed as he had been for the meeting, so he didn't need to dawdle and clean up as he went to the mess hall and grabbed himself a basic meal, idly noticing Seijo talking to another shinobi. Anzai, was it? He hadn't memorized everyone's names yet, sans Mikoto, Yudai, and Katsuko (hard to [b]not[/b] recognize him).

Well, might as well try to make himself look a little more competent to Seijo, and meet Anzai properly. He went ahead and made his way over to join the two of them, missing her speech, although she seemed rather stern about whatever she had said. [color=mediumaquamarine]"If I'm not interrupting, may I join the two of you? We may as well have a meal together before we fight together."[/color]