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

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

Military Establishement - Staff Lounge - Sunagakure[/b]

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The first to talk was the comedian of the group, Tanji, who from the start fiddled with the concept of Yakoul's gender. Something the feline would be quite used to by then, but the silliness of the intelligence agent's way of engaging with his superior prompted Yakoul to roll its eyes. 

"[color=f26522]Just ... Call me Boss.[/color]"

Brushing its face in annoyance before yawning in the rudest way possible, it kept staring awkwardly at Tanji who seemed to have finished his little story when in the 11th Corps. The general grinned at a small piece of information the man gave it, the part about interrogation, just the man for the job they were going to undertake the following day, all three of them. Swiftly, the cat person got on its feet, off the sofa and went along to grab itself some coffee.

"[color=f26522]So you liked it there huh? I didn't. Piece of shit white room, absent of any fucking thing to do other than wait for some incompetent idiot to find intel we likely know about. But but but, I gotta admit, your interrogation skills are giving me a raging boner.[/color]" 

It grabbed the transparent coffee kettle and instead of pouring it on a nearby mug like any normal person, it chugged directly from the container only to drop it while screaming hysterically. It coughed for a few seconds, coffee now covered the floor it was stepping on. 

"[color=f26522]Ahhhh fuck fuck fuckeddy fuck! Why is this shit so HOT oh my GOD![/color]" 

Pissed off, it smacked the table's foot lightly before marching in circles as it rubbed the back of its head, evidently making a fool out of itself. It didn't help that Kanata added into the problem by downright mocking her superior by getting a little to comfortable with its hospitality. With the nickname 'Neko-sama', it was over. It slowly walked over to her, as it would always do, its tail swaying from left to right as would a provoked cat. It kept silent, quickly adding a whole lot more tension to the room.

"[color=f26522]Keeping my mouth shut? The Cat?[/color]"

Before even giving a chance for Kanata to even attempt to apologize, the swaying tail used its limber and light form to swiftly deliver a brutal slap across her cheek. Kanata would feel as though she had received one of the most violent slaps of her life, the strength comparable to a large man's with massive hands. Yakoul had its arms crossed and frowned somewhat after delivering the strike at the young girl. It didn't feel bad for her, it was just annoyed that its good mood was cut short by all of the bullshit that had just happened. 

"[color=f26522]I do respect those two footballs you have as balls, but a minimal of motherfucking respect is in fucking order little cunt. I'm the boss. Not fucking NEKO-SAMA.[/color]" 

Sighing after establishing this, it would regain it normal expression and crack its jaw before resuming what it initially started.

"[color=f26522]I forgive you this time. Anyway, I ain't gonna hide it, us three are going to visit a very suspicious someone. I'll need your skills and your balls to handle this fuckery. So hopefully by tomorrow ... You two won't be as tense. I mean, I do think a master - subordinate relationship should be held highly. We can tell each other anything, right? Am I motherfucking right?![/color]"

It gave an ominous look at both of them. It evidently smelled their anxiety, because it was a weird animal thing but also because it was a pretty skilled shinobi as well. It would sit itself back on the couch and enter a more relaxed posture, arms both extended on the back of the sofa. 

"[color=f26522]So, got any questions for ol' fucking me? About the mission or my retarded self?[/color]"