[center][h1][color=Navajowhite]Kiyoshi Uzumaki[/color][/h1]
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[color=Navajowhite][i]. . . You've got to be fucking kidding me?[/i][/color] The look Kiyoshi was giving his uncle was something between angry glare and stunned disbelief, and probably made him look pretty stupid, but he couldn't careless right now. Not only had his Uncle Hatsumo come back home after 4 years of fuckin' around doing who knows what, then coming back like nothing had happened, but he was also taking Kiyoshi on a super classified mission that was way above his fuckin' pay-grade and likely to get him fucking killed. He was a genin. A fuckin' Genin! What in the fuck is he doing anywhere near a mission involving a Biju?!?!?! What was his position on the team supposed to be; body-bag filler?!?! This was insane! He was going to die! Everything that could go wrong was going to go wrong in the worst possible way because who ever thought that putting him in this kind of team must've suffered from a temporary attack of completely inane stupidity. 

[color=Navajowhite]". . .Which god did I piss off to get involved in this mess?"[/color] Kiyoshi bowed his head with a sigh, already running several different scenarios in his head about his chances of surviving this mission. They were looking increasingly slim. [color=Navajowhite][i]"I wonder if this is how Ida-nii feels when ever he's put on missions like this?[/i][/color]

Shaking off his melancholy for a moment, he picked up the pace after the rest of his group, bringing up the rear and somewhat struggling to keep up with the rest of them. His eyes shifted between the other two in the group. Chunin. Barely older than he was, but likely ten times more prepared and capable. [color=Navajowhite][i]Okay, enough moping about. If the Shinigami's coming for my head, I've got to do my best to make him work for it. Okay, rundown on supplies: Got full set of Suppression, Full Set of Explosion, Full set of Smoke, A bunch of regular arrows, bunch of kunai, a bunch of shuriken, my back-up bow, and my back-up, back-up bow, and a whole bunch of explosive tags. Not sure how useful this'll be, though if I remember correctly, Uncle Hotsuma uses fire style jutsus, so that'll be good with my Smoke Arrows. As for the others . . .[/i][/color]

[color=Navajowhite]"Hey, you two, uh . . . Shimodaruma and Tsubaki, right? What do you guys do?"[/color] He had to raise his voice a little to be heard, internally cursing his lack of physical ability in his head. While he had the stamina of an Uzumaki to see him to the border, he was afraid that he might get left behind if he didn't keep his focus. That would be a humiliating way to start of this team, and he was certain he'd never live it down if he did, not to mention that the Hokage would probably kick him out of the shinobi force. As one part of his mind started going through the various ways he could possibly get kicked out of the shinobi force by their, frankly speaking, right-bitch of a Hokage, he continued talking to the others in his group, trying to come up with some sort of plan that would help keep them all alive. [color=Navajowhite]"I'm an archer, use a bow to shoot arrows enhanced by fuinjutsu at people, and for the ones I have now, Fire and Lightning jutus would be good to have, the latter especially, so the two of you wouldn't happen to have an affinity for them, would you?"[/color]