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[b][color=f7941d]Sunagakure - Lecture hall[/color][/b][/center]

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	Zay's pale pupils glanced at the Hyuga's knuckles as they tensed up, before returning eye contact. "[color=gray]Who are you again?[/color]" Higoho said, brushing at Zay's ego lightly. Feh, it was to be expected. Zay wasn't particularly popular, nor did he see any value in fame, but that tiny comment managed to crack his smile, draining what little enthusiasm he'd woven into his expression. Regardless, Higoho began to dig up some level of refinement, only to sprinkle his shit-soaked style of speech with superficial mannerisms. [i]Family name? Honor?[/i] Zay couldn't help but scoff as Higoho went on, but he managed to keep from smiling. And then that arrogant twat leaned in close, prompting Zay to cringe at his contorted expression. Eugh... Although his words rang hollow to the silver shinobi, the boy's face was quite an... Unruly sight to behold. Zay maintained his composure as best he could, trying not to laugh at the Hyuga boy's expression, or at the insinuation that he'd been trying to [i]impress[/i] Kaori. 
	
	[color=gray]“Unless you wanna throw down, right here, right now, in the middle of the crowd, shithead. I'll kick your ass to the curb in front of everyone.”[/color] Although it was somewhat entertaining to see Higoho's reaction, Zay had no real intention of getting himself into any unnecessary physical conflicts. But maintaining a disdainful posture proved to be exhausting. For a split second, he'd considered turning that announcement hall into a battleground. Fortunately, before he could even say another word, Higoho turned away and disregarded Zay entirely. [color=a187be][i]What an annoying brat[/i][/color]. Zay thought, Exhaling and smiling to himself as other shinobi left the room, one after another, until he was all alone. 

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[b][color=f7941d]Aboard the VTOL - En Route to the Kohonjenpou Warehouses[/color][/b]

[@Fallentrinity][@l0ck0n][@Lost in my mind]
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	[i][color=a187be]It wasn't on vibrate after all[/color][/i] Zay thought to himself, scratching the paint off of his old, clunky cell phone as it rested in his back pocket. He wasn't very happy with the premise that Setsuko laid down for him and his two comrades. From the looks of it, she didn't seem all that confident in her plan either. Zay cleared his throat as Setsuko tightened her headband, attempting to interject as politely as possible.

	[color=a187be]"Yes, Erm- Setsuko... As excited as I am to 'use a good technique' with opportune timing, I don't think my Jutsu is the most effective tool for what you're proposing. I'm not insinuating that you didn't look over my files thoroughly, but just how confident are you that this plan is structurally sound?,"[/color] Zay asked, gesturing towards her curiously. Although Zay wasn't being dishonest, he was certainly underselling himself to avoid the weighty responsibility he had been given. Before she could respond to his deceptive inquiry, Zay formed a single Silver Kunai in his hand and waggled it about lazily. [color=a187be]" My mobility is less than impressive if I'm to put any of my more powerful Jutsu to effective use. Furthermore, none of this silver stuff can get very far away from my body without [i]dissolving.[/i] Although it may not come across at a first glance, my Kekkei Genkai is [i]very[/i] defensive. What you're proposing sounds awfully risky,"[/color] He rasped, stretching his neck. Whatever happened, Zay wasn't eager to debate the technical aspects of Setsuko's orders. He would just have to make due with his [i]captain's[/i] orders.