[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 shot a glance at Aoi as she mocked him for 'attracting all the Kiri weirdo's' and even though he knew she was being sarcastic, he couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed. Maybe he'd quickly grow tired of trying to be sort of nice to this girl, and instead punt her all the way back across the ocean to Konohagakure. He was contemplating doing that exact thing, especially now that she was blabbering on about charging in whenever she was with Yamato and Tsukiko, well, he was totally prepared to punt her over an ocean if he had to.. His plan would be cut short, however, by a man entering the room. Aoi might've been impressed by the hologram, Yamato was more concerned with the man's lack of professionalism. It was pretty clear the man wasn't a shinobi, that much Yamato could infer from his dress style and.. well, general apathy towards his own safety. Then again, the entire fleet was on the ocean, so they were wide open to attack pretty much constantly. They must have some sort of safety set up here, maybe there was shinobi patrolling around the fleet at all times. 

That said, Yamato simply looked at the hologram and listened intensely. This was his first combat mission believe it or not, all previous 'capture the criminal' missions, that wasn't combat, that was child's play compared to this. Now they were fighting shinobi's, people of equal skill and valor. People who could very well hurt Yamato, and members of his team. Ofcourse, he wasn't planning on that. [i]I have Tsukiko, the jonin commander, right here with me. Aoi, despite her quirks, is a valuable ally. And myself.. I am Yamato, a prodigy of attack. Watashi wa Kami. I am God. We will bring this mission to an end, and we will do so without getting scratched, kicked, punched or hurt once.[/i] As he stood there, thinking to himself, he smiled at the thought of the coming battles. Finally it was time to earn a name, to earn valour, honour, glory for his family. To the others it'd seem like he was smiling at the man's explanation of the mission, which would be quite weird. Yamato didn't seem to care that much, however. He was perfectly fine smiling at his thoughts.

As the man left again, Yamato turned to his team and waited for Tsukiko to speak, but it seemed Aoi had different plans. She ran away instantly, not caring that much for whatever else could be said here, such as important things, or things that could save her life. Obviously Aoi was just as excited as Yamato, though she made sure to show it to everyone that would look at her to see it. As Aoi ran away Yamato looked at Tsukiko, wondering if she felt the same excitement for what was going to happen.

Tsukiko gave the 'move out' order shortly after, as expected, and Yamato followed suit. He was shortly behind her, going up to the deck again before running towards the edge of the ship. With one hand he grabbed the metal railing and swung his feet up, jumping over with ease. He trailed slightly behind Tsukiko, as he was taking it easy, but it wasn't enough to warrant any sort of waiting from their end. He'd catch up in a few rapid, far steps and was right beside them again. Tsukiko gave some more information, ofcourse, but it was information that Yamato had already understood. As such he simply told himself the information was for Aoi, so that he wouldn't get annoyed at Tsukiko for saying mundane things like 'we're not going home after this'. 

[color=9e0039][b]“This new guy. He's just guiding us, isn't he? I'd prefer to do this mission with just us three. It'd be easier..”[/b][/color] he half-asked, half-mumbled to Tsukiko. He wasn't looking forward to having another person in the group obviously, since it'd be more of a hassle to get accustomed to this new person than it would be to simply complete the mission. And guidance was all they needed, if even that. Tsukiko would probably be able to pinpoint the factory anyway. [color=9e0039][b]“Besides, I'm already gonna have enough on my hands trying to keep you two out of harms way..”[/b][/color] he added quickly, because Yamato wouldn't be Yamato if he wasn't subtly insulting the others. Clearly it was sarcasm, he had faith in Aoi and Tsukiko, but the sarcastic joke likely wouldn't be amusing to anyone else but himself. And he was perfectly fine with that.

Yamato stopped at Tsukiko's command, after all he was quite good at following orders despite his rebellious and aggressive nature. Her idea was, perhaps, a bit useless, but it seemed like an acceptable thing to do. If anything it'd help them get past the shinobi that don't have sensory abilities. He formed some handseals, slowly because he wasn't really in need of it right now, and poofed away. When the smoke cleared, he stood there as a [url=http://safebooru.org//samples/607/sample_69b10e7001845f6285a3e7c01a88d2489922b9b7.png?612311]young man[/url] with a grim, dark look on his face. As if he'd just seen his family murdered a week ago and was now scrounging to get by and eat every day. His armor would be covered now, by a thick patchwork coat, that looked like it'd seen a few generations of usage. 

As he looked upon Tsukiko's transformation he couldn't help himself. [color=9e0039][b]“Aren't you going to disguise yourself? You still look the same.”[/b][/color] he said bitingly, laughing internally at the joke. He'd then face Aoi and wait to see what she'd come up with to disguise herself. Somehow the idea of playing Aoi's big brother didn't sit that well with him. He'd never done something like that, not even for Rei. 

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

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Saburo followed Daisuke and Shin, as well as the man that was called 'Tento' apparently. Interesting name. He took out his notebook and started writing down key points of the man's speech. When he saw the map he quickly also drew up a small scale version of the map. It was missing details but it got the point across - entrypoints, windows, and surrounding buildings. After the introduction to the mission or objective, the man let again to get his crew ready. Daisuke started off right away, saying that Shin and Saburo probably had more time out in the field. This is where Saburo's instincts kicked in. He had a vast encyclopedia of facts in his mind, due to the 11th corps work he did, that allowed him access to a large amount of files and reports. For this mission he had specifically re-read Shin and Daisuke's files atleast five times in his spare time. That meant he couldn't control himself in this moment.

[b][color=415E79]“You are factually correct Daisuke. During your time away from Konohagakure, due to your permitted leave to travel the world, Shin accrued approximately 264% of your field work hours. My own field work hours are inconsistent due to the large amount of classified 11th corps data in them, but I have plus minus 168% documented field work hours more than you. However, you being the leader is not just a formality. You have been chosen by Ayame Choko or her chosen representative to lead, so there must be a reason for that. Whether that reason is bureaucratic randomness or not is besides the point. You are the leader. Me and Shin will follow your orders. [i][b]To the death.[/b][/i]”[/color][/b] He said it all with a smile, and he stated it all matter-of-factly, as if this information was known to anyone. And for the largest part, most of this information was readily available to the rest of the 11th corps members, so his understanding was that Shin and Daisuke also would've had access to these files. That was, ofcourse, not true. Moreover, his strange quirk showed again when he stressed he would follow orders to the death - Saburo was strangely prepared to die for the mission, and that began to show itself already.

Saburo nodded along when Daisuke gave his tactical insight to the team role division. Daisuke did seem like a bulky man that could take a few shots. Then again, nothing would stop him from dying to a stray powerful jutsu. He'd have to be careful regardless of what he did. Furthermore, his reading of Shin was accurate too Saburo imagined. [b][color=415E79]“Hmm. I am a very good jutsu duelist, that's my specialty. However, ever since I got this..”[/color][/b] he'd say, tapping on Madara's gunbai on his back, before continueing, [b][color=415E79]“.. I am also able to fight defensively at close range. However, having three people at close range seems redundant. I'll hold back, and when I see an attack coming in, I will catch it with the Gunbai and use the Uchiha return to blow them away. Literally.”[/color][/b]

He paused for a brief moment, looking awkwardly at Daisuke, before bowing slightly. [b][color=415E79]“Is that okay with you, captain Daisuke-sama.”[/color][/b] he said. The words were obviously said to give Daisuke some form of self confidence, and they weren't very convincing at that. Saburo had just thought that if Daisuke was more sure of his capabilities as a team leader, he'd do better and increase the chances of the mission succeeding. He wasn't doing this as a gesture of friendship and compassion, nor was it respect for the team leader. It was a calculated effort to raise the percentages of mission success through social working. It was all factual, calculated and based on educational theories in Saburo's head. But he lacked the social skills to make it come out genuine and honest. No, it sounded like he was a robot, trying to mimic human social skills.