[h1][color=Gold]Akio Tendou[/color][/h1]
[hr]Sunakagure, Archive Building, Hamajo Confederate
Akio didn’t pay much attention to the first trigger, as it was on the roof and had been triggered several times that day by pigeons and the like, though she still figured she should send a pair of chunin to investigate. However, before she did, she felt another shock, this one coming from a string see set by a window. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion, looking between the two directions, before finally bringing her hand up to her ear piece.

“Two different strings have been sprung. Could be nothing, but all the same, I’m going to investigate the second disturbance. Squad 3, go to the roof and check it out.”

She heard a few less than enthusiastic replies from the aforementioned squad, as well as a general muttering of chunin promising to be on their guard. This wasn’t the first alert that she’d given, and it seemed like the men under her command were getting tired of being sent on wild goose chases. Akio rolled her eyes and clicked her teeth before getting up out of her chair and making her way towards the area of the other disturbance, holding her head ever so slightly as she was still suffering from her hangover.

Squad 3 would head up to the roof in a rather bored fashion, opening the door to see Katsuko standing there. They’d freeze for a moment, surprised to see that there was actually somebody up here, before quickly gaining their bearings and fanning out to surround the lone shinobi. One of them would throw a brace of shuriken at the man, while another would attempt to launch the phoenix fire jutsu at him. While that was happening, another was planning to catch him in a genjutsu, throwing a barrage of beled Senbon at him in order to catch him in it. 

Meanwhile, Akio would soon approach the area where she’d felt the disturbance, and would soon find a young shinobi searching through files. Not in the mood to really ask questions, she’d run through hand seals before lashing out with her hand, unleashing a stream of electrical energy at the intruder. With her other hand, she’d be quick to pull out a number of shurikens that she’d launch in their direction immediately after she finished her first attack, hoping to catch them off guard, before taking a leap back. She hoped that her opening strike had bought her enough time so that she could form her Thunder Bow and fire off a few shots. If the intruder managed to dodge those first to attacks however, she’d switch to using the Pulse Blast Technique, leaping back as she tossed it forward. 

The resulting shockwave would be two-fold, as it would alert the others that their was an intruder in the building and bring them here, as well as propel her further away from her assailant to get the distance she prefered. She’d hit the ceiling a little harder than she’d like, sticking to it with chakra though she had to put a lot more concentration into it then necessary, as the loud bang from her jutsu, followed by the impact with the ceiling and the blood now rushing to her head while she stood up, caused her headache to flare up again, and while she still had a visual of her target, her ability to react would be noticeably hampered.

[i]Fuckin’ Hell . . . Why couldn’t my gut be wrong just this once. if I die because of a goddamn hangover, I’m going to find Kami and strangle the fucker myself.[/i]00

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[@Akai no Senshi] I kinda assumed from your post that Saketsui was rifling through files, so if that’s wrong, then tell me and I’ll edit it.
 
[center[color=DarkOrange][h1]Tatsuya Kajiya-Terumi[/h1][/color][/center]
[hr]Amegakure, Outpost, Hamajo Confederate[hr]

Tatsuya breathed a sigh of relief as Setsuko passed by him, glad that he’d get to relax a bit more before he got sent on a Sage hunt. Turning away from the Hyuuga, he looked around at a few of the glass cages before deciding on one. However, before he made it, he noticed that blue haired girl from before, though she was missing her friend this time around. She looked to be a little aimless, so Tatsuya decide to delay Bishamon’s ass kicking for now and go talk to her. As he approached however, he suddenly noticed something about the girl that he had somehow missed before. Her arm was completely robotic, and looked fucking awesome too. Part of him really wanted to ask a flurry of question regarding it's specifications, how it was made, and how it functions, but he suppressed those urges as he walked up, giving a slight wave as he did so.

“Sup, how’s, uh . . . being in charge feel?” He said a bit awkwardly, his raised hand falling behind his head as he tried to think of something of something else to say. He hadn’t really thought through the process, and was currently struggling with a way to continue the conversation without bringing up the arm, which was currently in the forefront of his mind. However, after a few moments of silence he came up with something else to mention that he had observed. “So, I see you’re friend from before isn’t here? She get sent out on a patrol or something?”