[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/aFoHGUO.png?1[/img] [b][color=004b80][h2]Arima Shuu - Tametomo[/h2] [Sub]The Red Sages[/sub][/color] The Super Secret Base[/b] [@Nero][@Hillan][/center] [hr] While giving Aroshima a good dose of the cold shoulder, Arima couldn't help but feel a little too skeptical about Naomi's visibly anxious state of mind. The long pause she would drop into as they entered the mess hall left Arima suspicious of various things, especially this Aroshima guy she defended with reluctance. According to her he was legit, and he could easily deduce she had brought him in shortly after the invasion took place. The leader's cousin couldn't help but be torn on the matter. On the one hand they were at war and had lost a lot of comrades, as such bringing in some new guy and integrating him in operations felt like a massive risk to their already shrinking numbers. On the other hand, this same argument would defend this guy's cause as they were now running low on workforce and it wouldn't take long for the confederates to utilize their strength in numbers. "[color=004b80]Uh-huh.[/color]" Was the only response Arima could muster for now, not wanting to make a scene nor in any position to wave fingers. Naomi would then question the reasoning why the young Tametomo inquired about the red dress. To be fair, she wasn't wrong to ask why as it wasn't often that they had to actually play dress up around here, especially when they could just use transformation to get around in covert. "[color=004b80]Our next mission requires you and I to dress fancy for the B.A Auction near Konoha. With jacked up security and more shinobi committing fraud in this type of events, they've made it too risky to use basic transformation. We're going natural with Chieko and ... Him as our backup[/color]." When mentioning Aroshima, Arima gave him the same, wary glance as before. It was to be expected, they wouldn't trust the Sarutobi from the start, and good reason. But the teen said it in a way that would make anyone feel unwelcome. Arima didn't make an effort to introduce himself either, partially because he was growing paranoid but also because of his need to keep up certain appearances. He couldn't be caught being friendly with a potential threat, no he had to be the douchebag who'd put the new people to the test, even if he'd lack the balls to confront them in case of any resistance. With that look Arima also noticed Aro's fancy choice of clothing, prompting the boy to arc his eyebrow. "[color=004b80]The support can wear the usual gear. We'll go through the plan multiple times. Have you eaten yet, Naomi?[/color]" Although he called Naomi's name, he did have the courtesy to turn his head to Aro, indicating that he was willing to listen if he had also eaten. Once again, he was that douche but also the guy the younger recruits would look up to. He'd take a seat on a table near the one taken by the others, waving at the cook to have his attention as he'd prepare bowls of ramen according to the number of people sitting. Whether they'd eat or not, they were still invited to sit down as there weren't many other comfortable places to discuss at least the basics of the mission. And with that, he'd ask a simple question. "[color=004b80]I suppose you've heard of the Bashōsen?[/color]" [hr] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/XrYa8Ud.png[/img] [b][color=f26522][h2]Yakoul Kakariko[/h2] The Confederation's General of Armed Forces[/color] Military Establishement - Staff Lounge - Sunagakure[/b] [@GrafRoy Zeppeli][@KenyeIsMyLife][/center] [hr] A large and sinister grin formed on Yakoul's expression when Kanata decided to abide to its rather dominating request. The tip of its tail throbbed somewhat while most of it laid limp on the soft sofa, proof of how much it didn't hold back on that last strike. Luckily for either of them, it didn't actually care too much about these things, it simply wanted them to know who was the boss here, who was the alpha to be respected and where was the line drawn. Its jaw cracked once more when Tanji responded to Yakoul's curiosity and raised a few interesting points it would love to engage. Kanata would be the first to reply, which wasn't an issue as Yakoul more or less left a pause for her to do so. Strangely enough, it was expecting her to be more explosive than a typical support class. Unexpected, that's for sure. It liked that. Plus, since both were more or less backup rather than caretakers in the field, they'd go really well with the general in sure perilous operations within the lion's den. Yawning just a little, this time with its mouth covered, it would respond as well. "[color=f26522]My turn? I guess you can say I kick motherfucking ass. That makes you two pretty good cover when I fuck around a bit with all the dipshits we'll eventually have to handle.[/color]" It chuckled at what it said, leaning his body forward so it could rest its elbows on its tights and zoom in closer to the two standing before it, almost as if it was about to whisper some secret. It didn't lower its voice or anything, it just wanted to make this moment look more serious so that the feline could look 'cool'. "[color=f26522]Census on citizen loyalty, huh? Fuck a duck, I'm keeping you for myself. Screw the 11th Corp. But no, I was thinking more of something like ... Legal Engineering. You know, for the goddamn greater good.[/color]" It smirked, evidently displaying a rather corrupt idea from the get go. When it spoke of legal engineering, it evidently directed to tweaking the rights of certain individuals and essentially do what it wants. In its defense, it was indeed a state of war and usually these types of things happened anyway under suspicion. It didn't make the idea and the way it conveyed it anymore sinister. Hoping they would at least catch on to most of it, it left a pause for them to ask anything before it'd lift its index finger to indicate it wasn't done. "[color=f26522]But don't piss your panties yet. The fucker we're visiting it Gozoboro Haishu, piece of shit that runs one of my favorite lines of Spas. A little bird told me, and by little bird I mean an asston of ugly shitbirds vomiting in my ears, that some pretty unpatriotic transactions have been going on over there. Are you following? Your ass becomes useful here, [b][i]Tenjo[/i][/b], as we kind of have to get shit done ASAP. Don't want the guy to become an hero in a cell or bitch ass human rights to some how become relevant again.[/color]" It detailed, letting them process all this information for a bit before it finished. It straightened itself, a rather confident look on its face as it expected intriguing results from these two. Tanji was clearly not a random choice in this, after all Yakoul had observed the events during the attack and clearly distinguished Tanji in his specialty. Genjutsu masters, especially efficient ones, were hard to come by. That blue haired girl was its second option, but she was a little too relevant to stuff for Yakoul to bother begging. "[color=f26522]Any pain in the ass questions? Because we're going tomorrow, from here to, bumpier than my dick, Iwagakure.[/color]"