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[center][h2]Gin Kakiyama, Hyuuga Compound[/h2][/center]

    Though no one could see it under his mask, Gin had frowned when he heard the amount of time they had to complete the mission. [color=00aeef][i]
That's a pretty tight window but I think we can manage."[/i][/color] He looked over to Chihiro, his eyes squinted before giving his usual "smile", not as perverted but more along the lines as a caring friend. He caught the scroll that was tossed to him as he glanced over at NC4 before promptly turning 90 degrees to depart from the briefing room all the while contemplating on what to expect when he got to his objective. He stopped at the entrance of the manor and gestured for Chihiro to go first, the smile never left his face. As Chihiro would move past him he would silently follow suit and into the limousine. He sat down and looked around the limousine before pulling out a bottle of water and having a sip of it.

    [color=fff200]"Mister Gin. Your swordsmanship has been commended as great. However, your general prowess is much inferior to that of us both ... Hiro wields the Byakugan, making her suited perfectly for the role of gatherer. You will be solely tasked of creating the mist and neutralizing the daughter, Fi. Nothing more. None of you will commence the assault with every member of the meeting neutralized. This feat will be done by me alone, do not intervene. You will place your bomb in the area you've accomplished your primary goal. Over 3 minutes and 30 seconds, Protocol Beta will activate."[/color] If Chihiro looked at him while NC4 said this, she would notice that in his brief moment when he was about ask her something the smile that he wore disappeared almost instantaneously as he looked at her, not a trace of his usual perverse smile crossed his face but replaced with an icy glare with a trace of agitation that was focused in NC4 in a side glance. He said nothing for a moment, something he was used to doing. But within the two years that he remained in Konaha with the fight against Yamato that was needless to say disgraceful, and dealing with the arrogance and ignorance of some of the other ninja, he decided enough was enough.

    [color=00aeef]"No-no...You don't know a fucking thing about me you cunt..."[/color] His voice was calm but with a steely edge to it. He leaned back and placed his hands behind his head while he stared at NC4 and watched her body language. [color=00aeef]" Inferior? Why because I don't have the Byakugan? You don't need some bloodline limit to be a good combatant.  [i]"Protocol beta," guess if the time frame goes it blows up anyway, huh?. Look I'm not some expendable piece of shit you fucking bitch. You want this mission to go by easily, you'll give me the fucking respect I want and deserve, otherwise find another way to make yourself some cover because you won't get it from me."[/i][/color] He sat there in silence, undeterred from what he said. In the past he would have just been bluffing but this time he meant it, at least not for NC4. She could probably handle her own but he wouldn't provide her the cover.