[center][h2][color=9e0039]Yamato Minamoru, “Young Master”[/color][/h2]

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[color=9e0039][b]“Watashi wa Kami, I am God.”[/b][/color]
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Yamato was still looking at Aoi, waiting for her answer, but was then [i]rudely[/i] interrupted by the devil herself, Tsukiko Tsumene. He stood up as he looked over towards her now, and put his hands into his black pants. His battle armor made some metal scraping sounds, but it didn't seem to bother Yamato. He'd gotten used to that by now, so that was a plus atleast. There were days when he'd just throw off the metal armor because it was annoying to hear that sound constantly. [color=9e0039][b]“Ah. There we have our resident soccer-mom.”[/b][/color] he said. If anyone else had said these words to Tsukiko, they'd likely go paired with a wide grin that betrayed that it was a joke. But not with Yamato, oh no. His face remained perfectly calm, almost making it seem like he was attacking Tsukiko already. [i]And the mission hadn't even started yet..[/i]

But Tsukiko likely knew better - the little interaction they might've had, well, it wasn't enough to warrant a form of friendship, but Yamato was quite sure she understood when he was making a joke that was only funny to himself, or when he was actually seriously insulting someone. [color=9e0039][b]“Yes, I think I got spotted by an entire battalion of Kirigakure forces. Ofcourse I've not been spotted.”[/b][/color] He seemed almost insulted the way Tsukiko insinuated they'd even get spotted at all. They were jonins, and beside, they were in rebel territory now.. atleast, that's what Yamato had figured. There's no way this fleet of ramshackle boats would go undetected so long, and remain in one piece for that long either. That'd be insane. No, they were definetely in rebel territory. That would also explain the lack of fighting, and the lack of destroyed buildings. In Kirigakure itself, well.. it was a lot worse. 

Yamato glanced at Aoi, as if he was telling her to get up and get moving, so they could get on with the mission, but quite frankly he just knew they were going on a secret ops mission, so the details had been hidden from him, as well as Aoi. That didn't stop him from wanting to get on with the mission, however. His eyes diverted back towards Tsukiko, looking at her whilst standing casually. He was clearly not as impressed with Tsukiko as the others on the boat would've been. [color=9e0039][b]“So what's the mission here. All I, or we, heard.. was that we were going on a secret operation. Got any details for us?”[/b][/color] he asked her whilst taking a look around the room for the first time. It wasn't that interesting a room to be honest. Seemed more like a waiting room or a lounge, than something you'd expect to find in a headquarters. Then again it was probably just a converted civilian ship, so there was much that didn't seem like something you'd expect in a headquarters.

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[center][h2][color=415E79]Saburo Uchiha, “Kimyōna”[/color][/h2]

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Saburo's travels were mostly uneventful. It was obvious that that would be the case - the unsocial weirdo had little social skills that could be applied in simple situations like these, as all his social skills were found on the idea of manipulating others, and what little else he knew was mostly from books. It was a sad life for him, but alas, it was true. So when his boatsman tried to converse with him, he was met with Saburo taking notes, writing down what the man said. The answer would take atleast 5 minutes to be properly formulated and written down to the notebook for future studying.  [color=415E79][b]“Yes. It is a nice day.”[/b][/color] he said then, happy with his answer and the way he handled this. Maybe he was improving his social skills, he thought to himself? That'd be wondrous!

When they finally landed on a dock, Saburo realized he had to walk the rest of the way. Not that it mattered for him, he was used to it, but he was expecting to land somewhere closeby. Then again, that'd probably be dangerous, since they'd be landing in a warzone. He waved the boatsman goodbye, who simply gave him a strange look. [color=415E79][b]“Byebye!”[/b][/color] Saburo said before he turned round and started heading off. 

The further he got the more he started to note the civil wars. There'd been trenches dug in some parts of the land, some of them abandoned and some of them manned. It didn't really matter for Saburo as he'd landed on the rebel side of the island, so he didn't expect any opposition. After some time of travel he finally arrived at Kirigakure itself. The place was just as wartorn as the other side of the island, he assumed. Buildings were half destroyed, some were on fire, there were blockades in the streets and some corpses laying around at times. There were only some scavengers still around, or people that refused to leave their homes despite the ongoing war outside their homes. 

Saburo didn't give them any mind, because he was here for another reason. Rendez-vous with Daisuke and Shin. An interesting team he had to admit, but it was the goal of the mission that interested him. Mostly because, well, they hadn't received a proper mission briefing and were more or less assigned to a local rebel with a small powerbase to give them orders. But first he had to find this base, and that was to be done through some.. guide of sorts? The details were unclear to Saburo. He had to go to some place, and say some weird phrase, then he'd receive an answer and be guided to the base. The idea of such a security phrase was strange to Saburo. It'd be easy to emulate this phrase simply by watching the exchange of phrases and then repeating that phrase to a suspected guide. Kirigakure could have done this easily.. then again they were probably a bit too preoccupied to even take note of it.

[color=415E79][b]“What is dead, is dead, and thus it can never die again, unless it is masterfully reanimated by an edo tensei, in which case it can die again in a way that isn't truly like dying, as you are killing a re-animated body that wasn't alive in the first place.”[/b][/color] Saburo felt like he'd gotten the gist of it, but the guide looked at him in a strange way. Did he do it wrong? The guide looked around him a bit to see if this was, maybe, a joke? No, the street corner was empty apart from some scavengers a block away, and some dead corpses near a barricade. [b]“Umm.. but.. rises again.. harder and stronger..?”[/b] he said, slowly and unsure of what was going on. Saburo simply put on a fake smile and tilted his head slightly, to show happiness to this guy. A strange emotion perhaps, given that they were literally in a war torn village, but that wasn't Saburo's problem. [color=415E79][b]“Technically, that is false, since an Edo Tensei has the same properties of the body that it reanimates according to research. But yes, that is how it goes. Please show me the way.”[/b][/color] The guide simply shook his head and started walking through the alleyways that were still unblocked by debris and barricades, arriving at a torn down warehouse.

Upon entry the guide simply dissapeared again, off to do whatever bussiness he had to do, or perhaps just going home to keep up the appearance of not being a rebel. Regardless, Saburo headed inside and spotted his comrades instantly. It wasn't that hard - Daisuke was a very tall and big man, and Shin, well, Shin just dressed like it was 500 years ago. He walked up to them and greeted them with a cheerful wave of the hand. [color=415E79][b]“Hello, friends. What an interesting place. So, what is our objective?”[/b][/color]