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[h3][color=0072bc]Cheiko Honma[/color][/h3][i][color=7ea7d8]Ditching the meeting (that's now over)
Red Sage[/color][/i][/center][hr]Chieko feel back as Arima and herself neared the compound. As soon as she entered through the tunnel's door she was told by the secretary there was a new mission waiting. Chieko frowned at the woman, turned on her heel and left. 

Where she went, she didn't quite know, she just kind of choose a direction. 

When she felt she was far enough away she let out a large cry and punched the nearest tree. It exploded in a flash of chakra aided rage. As the ash fell around her she stood, head hanging, panting. She closed her green eyes tightly and pressed her palms into them. If anyone asked, she'd deny to her dying day that she might be crying.

How long the teen spent out there, she wasn't sure. Thoughts of her family swirled through her head. She wasn't doubting if what she had done was right. She was far past that stage. But she had failed to realize she might come in direct conflict with her sister. Or her sister might come into direct conflict with a strong Red Sage. And she might die.

Chieko's breathing went ragged. 

Instead of sorting through her feelings like a normal human being she began training. Breathing in and out and feeling her chakra flow through her. She took most of her anger out on the trees, creating a small artificial clearing covered in ash.

It felt like ages before Chieko felt level headed enough to return to base. She patted herself down as she walked, trying to erase all evidence of her little temper tantrum.

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[h3][color=ec008c]Umary Honma[/color][/h3][i][color=f49ac2]At the nearest Hospital
Confederate[/color][/i][/center][hr]Umary lifted her hand from another shinobi and ignored the slight shaking. The hospital was not at the harvest festival, but was the nearest one they could start bringing the wounded to. At least the wounded they couldn't treat on site. She had stripped out of her armor and changed into a medic's white robes. The sleeves were rolled all the way up leaving her arms bare.

The young woman grabbed more bandages and moved onto the next patient. Earlier in the evening one of the shinobi she had treated had been interrogated. She had treated him only for him to be taken away again. When they brought him back for a second time she had threatened everyone's life, taken the Red Sage and sequestered him away in a bed with dire threats.

Umary cast a glance over at him as he was treated by another medic. He still hadn't regained consciousness. Umary turned to her next patient and wet down her old bandages and began to peel them off. The burns she had received were extensive.

Once the wound was completely exposed Umary held her hands over it and breathed through the expenditure of chakra. If her hands shook just a little more, everyone was too busy to notice. Umary re-wrapped the patient in clean bandages and for the n[sup]th[/sup] time wished the day was over, or never happened. Either would be fine by her.

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[h3][color=9e0b0f]Noriko Honma[/color][/h3][i][color=ed1c24]Outside of the Lecture Hall
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[@Raijinslayer][/center][hr]Noriko could feel her eyes glazing over as the General stood up front and ranted. And ranted. Her mother had always mentioned how odd it was. But she had added that it was a good fighter and a good general. Which warranted Noriko's half attention. Only half, because the rant was nonsensical. Really there was nothing to it. 

When it ended, Noriko slowly stood from where she crouched and stretched. She didn't bother looking at anyone or caring about any of them. She rather wanted to find Umary an see how she was. But she was liable to be punched in the face if she continued to hover. Her younger sister might be less able, but she could get worked up if the occasion called for it.

Instead she decided she it was time to find Tatsuya and return him his payment. She laid her hand briefly on her short short before letting it go and looking around for the red-haired kid. There was quite a few with red hair which made it more annoying, but Noriko was nothing if not diligent.

In fact, right after she mentally bemoaned the fact she might not find him, she found someone who did fit the profile. Tall, red head, check. She had only noticed when he was passed by two girls who accented his tall-ness.

Noriko smiled to herself and lazily set off in pursuit. She was in no hurry. Unless her squad got after her later, but she still had time to herself. And she'd make every second count. Not excluding stalking this guy.