[center][h1][color=Navajowhite]Kiyoshi Uzumaki[/color][/h1]
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En Route to assist Team Konoha
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[color=Navajowhite][i]Hmm, so nothing I have will work with her, unfortunate but maybe we cou- What the fuck is she doing?[/i][/color] Kiyoshi's eyes narrowed slightly as Tsubaki got a little too close for comfort, whispering into his ear in a way he wasn't really comfortable with. Hadn't this person ever heard of the concept of personal space? Before he could ask her to back away a bit or clarify what she meant by having secret techniques, she demonstrated her abilities, causing Kiyoshi's eyes to widen slightly as he felt a sudden rush of energy flow throughout his body, urging him faster and allowing him to easily keep up with the girl. [color=Navajowhite][i]Holy shit, this feels amazing! How does this work exactly, though? Is she just supply a steady stream of chakra, no, that'd be extremely draining on her own reserves and the fact that she does this casually for a demonstration means that she likely doesn't have to exert much. Maybe it works more like an activation of one's latent potential, enriching their own inner reserves in order to . . . [/i][/color] Kiyoshi was so lost in his own head, analyzing the technique that he almost didn't hear Tsubaki's explanation, which he found a bit base and lacking the depth he required, but then that's how these things usually worked with Jutsu. People didn't really need to understand the absolute minutia like he did if he hoped to incorporate stuff like this into his seals. However, as the 1 out of his 5 streams of conscious thought continued to listen to the girl and keep them from smacking into a tree, she said something that nearly brought all of them to a halt.

[b][color=FFA07A]"Also . . . I can feel your emotions. So you don't have to be nervous. We are here with you. No matter how difficult the mission may get."[/color][/b]


For Shimodaruma and Hotsuma, the only sign of anything being off was the slightest of twitches from his left eye. For Tsubaki, the strain of nervousness that had been present seemed to swell into a huge cloud of paranoia, violation, and just plain unease. It took everything Kiyoshi had not to try and pull the damn thing out of him right then and there, knowing it was futile but not wanting to be hooked up one second longer than he had to. [color=Navajowhite][i]Why in the fucking hell didn't she fucking lead with that little tid-bit of information?!?! Better yet, why didn't she fucking ask me if I wanted her to know my personal fucking emotional business or not!?!?!? Now she's in my head, feeling everything. that I'm feeling, and I'm not oaky with that!! How far does that even go, what does she even mean by 'feeling'?!?!? Can she read my emotions? My thoughts?!?. God-fucking-damn, I want it off, I want it off, I want this fucking jutsu off of me right-the-fuck now!![/i][/color] Kiyoshi didn't even look in Tsubaki's direction as he responded to her, his voice seeming surprisingly calm and collected. [color=Navajowhite]"Thanks Tsubaki-san, I'll do my best not to hold you guys up. Anyway, you should probably end the jutsu now. given that we don't know what the situation is, we should probably conserve our reserves as best as possible. Also a few quick questions, how long can the link go out to, how close does one have to be for you to establish a connection, and do the effects lessen the farther away a target is?"[/color]

Despite his absolute distaste for the added side-effect the jutsu had, he still needed to know more about it as it could very well help save his life in the coming fight and so he needed to know everything he could about it. After Tsubaki responded, Kiyoshi turned his attention to Shimodaruma, his attempt at humor garnering no response from the still perturbed genin. However, he still listen to what his elder teammate had to say about his skills and those of his Uncle, though the mention of Hotsuma did return a slight scowl to his features. [color=Navajowhite]"I'm aware of what Hotsuma's capable of, Shimodaruma. It's difficult to tell from looks alone, but he's actually my Uncle from my mother's side. Despite his . . . absence for the past four years, I'm sure he's still retained his skills as Jonin [sub][sub]*if nothing else.*[/sub][/sub] With him and the Hokage around, who knows, I may get out of this in one piece."[/color]

[i][color=Navajowhite]I also could end up getting eaten by the eight tails, squashed by the eight tails, blown-away by the eight-tails, stabbed in the back by a Kumo-nin, Electrocuted by a Kumo-nin, Stabbed and electrocuted by a kumo-nin. . . [/color][/i] That train of thought continued on in the back of Kiyoshi's head as he turned his attention to Uncle Hotsuma, listening to what he had to say with a blank stare, his mix-matched red and gold eyes meeting the man's gray ones without giving in an inch.

[color=Navajowhite]"Understood, Hotsuma-san."[/color]