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[b][h2][color=Orange]Tanji Tsugiharu[/color][/h2]

Somewhere in the Rooftops, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival[/b][/center]

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Tsugi took the other Shinobi's sudden appearance, insult and departure in stride. While it did hurt the little pride he had in himself he figured the man simply meant to keep him focused, and ready. Yup. Clearly. He looked to his squad mates who were again given the order by their Jonin to fan-out and assist other Shinobi, which all in all a squad of specialized information gatherers were more effective as supports to more combat orientated nin, rather than a roaming band of desperate ambushers. 

Tsugi resigned to follow that man that had given him "sound" tactical advice, and found that he was indeed correct. Many loyal, brave guardsmen of the confederacy, barely Chunin, had been cut down by a red-banded assailant wielding fearsome weapons of water. Fortunately the long haired drear-looking comrade from earlier was already in action, [color=gray]"Byakugan!" [/color]Ah, a Hyuga, fearsome fellows, many of Tsugi's "sources" (willing or otherwise) had deep seeded fears of the famous clan's abilities.

[color=gray] "Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm,"[/color] a near-invisible force heading straight for the swordsman. It looked deadly accurate, and the Hyuga was already preparing a follow up. He was capable for sure, but time was invaluable, better make sure this skirmish goes without a hitch. He formed simple hand seals of an academy level transformation jutsu, turning him into the likeliness of the Hyuga, and followed up:[color=Orange] "Haze Clone" [/color]and made 10 copies of (not)himself. He set the clones to provide a threatening screen for the Hyuga's actual follow up, he himself staying far from the battle.