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[h2][color=9e0039]Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”[/color][/h2][/center]
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Yamato slung his backpack around his shoulder and put it down in the sand. He rummaged through it quickly with his right hand, and without looking extended his hand towards Aoi. Normally he'd have cussed her off and told her to get lost but he was too focussed on his backpack to do that. Instead he simply took the chocolate, which was melty due to the heat, and tossed it on the ground. Not that he was abandoning it, he was simply putting it there so it wouldn't melt all over his hands and such. He ignored her request for help with training as he knew she wouldn't be able to properly learn the destructive techniques that used fire - she was more suited for water, which would flow extremely well with the muckus stuff she did - he'd let her figure that out on her own. 

Once he was done rummaging through the backpack, making sure everything was still in order, he slung it back around on his shoulders and moved a hand back to the back of his flak jacket. He pulled loose a string that had a water bottle attached to it and he took a few sips of it before extending the bottle to Aoi. He couldn't see if she had any water with her, but asides that it was best to be hydrated if Ayame had run into trouble and needed their help. [color=9e0039]“Not that I particularily care for your hydration, but you're more useless than normal if you're not hydrated. Drink.”[/color] he said in a bossy tone. He was unsure of Aoi would accept that but then again he didn't particularily give a shit. She was below him, both as a shinobi and in their line of work at the restaurant. 

After extending the water to Aoi he listened to Tsukiko ranting on him. He looked back in an equally threatening, challenging glare. It was obvious enough the two clashed. That left Aoi and Nobunaga to decide who they liked more. He didn't hold it against Tsukiko though, she was a capable jonin, other than some of the others that were around. He could respect her for that.. but he wouldn't say that to her face. [color=9e0039]“Baka.. baka.. shut up already..”[/color] he whispered to himself out of earshot of Tsukiko. 

He pulled on another cord and pulled loose another water flask (he had quite a few) and underhandedly tossed it towards Nobunaga, leaving it to him to catch it. He didn't say anything to the boy - he hated that boy's guts, with his annoying faux intelligence and seemingly calm manners. He just knew there was going to be a day where Nobunaga craced and Yamato would be the one to put him back in his place. But not now. Aoi, who would be close to Yamato still, would possibly see the small devilish smirk he had as he had tossed him the water. 

The last person no doubt had her own water, but Yamato didn't want to leave her out. Doing so was a too clear remark of annoyance at her - and Yamato wished to push Tsukiko's buttons a bit more than outright letting her know she annoyed him. He pulled loose the last waterflask he had and tossed it towards Tsukiko. Doing so from the back, she'd have to sense it in time [i]and[/i] move fast enough to catch it. More than likely she wouldn't be able to do that, although Yamato had no doubts about her senses. If she didn't catch it, it would land in the sand next to her. [b][color=9e0039]“Yo, drink up. When we get to team Ayame, I wanna see what you're capable of. Not like this, where me and the others cover your ass while you steal some scroll and cut down people that aren't fighting back.”[/color][/b] [i]Tsk, tsk.[/i] Tsukiko had better show them [i]something[/i] today. She'd just done a lot of bitching and whining, moaning and being a general pain in the fucking ass. Sure, she got the scroll, and made the plan. And it was a good plan. But Yamato didn't value that as much, he rather wanted to see her do some actual combat.

He also couldn't help but feel that what Tsukiko was doing was kind of wrong. Like a rogue nin, scavenging the dead. He looked at Tsukiko bend over to search the dead bodies, and thought about it some more. [i]“Ah, I suppose if miss Big-tits doesn't.. others less honest than us will.”[/i] That rationalized it a bit. It made him realize that if he wanted in on it, he'd have to search bodies for himself. He killed them after all, it was his loot now. He ignored the idea that this was pretty bad, and not honorable for a shinobi. If Tsukiko did it, so could, and would, he himself. He kneeled suddenly without saying a word, possibly startling Aoi with the speed at which he did it, and started rummaging through the clothes of a half-burnt body that he had mangled. Every time he found something that interested him, he pocketed it, such as money, coupons and other random crap. Most of all, he was looking for anything that linked the Yakuza clan to that ronin that stole the scrolls - as to be expected. Maybe one of these guys had a document relating to that, and that could help Ayame figure out the next step if one was to be taken. Sadly, he found no such thing. 

He finally stood up again and looked at the team. [b][color=9e0039]“Yo, I'm done here. I'm heading out. Guess I'll see you soon, if you don't slip and fall off a branch and die.”[/color][/b] he said, looking at Tsukiko when saying the last specific words. It was a bit of a challenge, though whether Tsukiko caught on or not was to be seen. After that he headed out towards Kannabi bridge, the spot where Ayame's team was supposed to be at.