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[quote=Gushiken Kohaku][color=E0A11A]“Sorry guys got a bit sidetracked today, sometimes my memory refuses to work when I want it too, but it wasn't like I was gonna slack off or anything 'cause it has been a busy week and I thought I could get a bit of rest today, but still if somethin's gotta be done I'm all ears! I'll say that I'm just about ready for anything 'cause I can't exactly remember why we're all supposed to be here!”[/color][/quote]
[i]Sidetracked?[/i]

The words coming from Kohaku’s lips were frustrating to hear and had it not been for Inori’s relatively distracted state of mind she would’ve been furious with the kunoichi. She could barely tolerate Haitani’s idiocy so she really didn’t need another thing to be irked by, especially given present circumstances. Between Haitani’s attempt to fluster her with a flirtatious comparison between her and Kohaku, the immediacy of them getting started on their assignment, and the fact she had been tossed into a pond when she was caught off guard during a redundant exercise— there were a good number of things on Inori’s mind.

The blonde-haired kunoichi crossed her arms in a huff, eyeing over both of the two other members of her squad who had arrived at the training field approximately at the same time. Inori ran her tongue against one of her canine’s as a light, annoyed breath left her lips as she looked to Kohaku.

[color=0054a6]“I guess it would be easy for [i]you[/i] to [i]forget[/i] that this is the day of our assignment while they figure out what to do with us following the loss of sensei. If you ask me it’s just busy work— but it’s still important enough to [i]remember[/i] it!”[/color]

The higher ups in Konohagakure didn’t want the students of Senju Madarame to get antsy following his passing, a sentiment that was expressively made clear when they spoke to Haitani some several days ago following the funeral service of their former sensei and group leader that had molded herself, Haitani, and Kohaku as a team since their graduation from the academy. Inori thought back to Madarame’s mannerisms since they had met him unsure why she hadn’t noticed that he had been sick the whole time. It was so bizarre to lose him after they all had gone through the winter with little issue. Perhaps it spoke to the fatality of disease and that not all shinobi left this world with a kunai in their heart.

Inori looked toward the member of their group she had the least amount of familiarity with— Izo Moroku. A shinobi sent over to Konohagakure as a show of good faith and in harsher times would be their enemy more than their ally; a fact that was always present on Inori’s mind since she met him and one reason she felt legitimized her instinct of not trusting him. She wondered if those instincts she had would ever change.

She turned her head back towards Haitani, [color=0054a6]“Haitani, do you think we can get on track now?”[/color]

[@Kal-El][@Jay Kalton][@Weird Tales]