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[h2][color=a187be]Tetsuba Zaisette[/color][/h2]

[b][color=f7941d]Harvest Festival - Outside the damaged compound.[/color][/b]

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	Zaisette slowly shifted his gaze back and forth between the two Hyuga as Setsuko spoke, appearing as if he were somehow offended by the performance before him. He wasn't, of course. Still, the actions of Tanji and Higoho were [i]embarrassing[/i] to behold.  [color=a187be]"I've heard nothing of [i]cats[/i] capable of anything beyond making a [i]mess[/i] of their general surroundings,"[/color] Zay mumbled, scratching his chin irritably with his left thumb as he overlooked the wreckage behind him. [color=a187be]"From what little I've heard, I'd imagine that this [i]Yakoul[/i] is good for nothing less. I think I'll take your advice."[/color] Though Zay wasn't exactly gifted with the knowledge to discern [i]whatever the hell[/i] Yakoul actually was, the little he did know didn't give him much reason to think highly of the general. Of course, that didn't mean he was excited to confront what might've been his untimely [i]death[/i] with a smug greeting. He'd prefer to avoid Yakoul altogether, if possible. [color=a187be]"I don't enjoy the smell of [i]feline dander[/i], anyways,"[/color] he quipped, avoiding eye contact with Setsuko, and lazily following Higoho with his eyes.

	[color=gray]“I'm gonna go see what is up at the compound. Feel free to stand around here some more like a bunch of idiots,”[/color] Higoho spat, crossing between him and Setsuko with a permanent aura of insolence about him. Zay cringed for a moment and exhaled through his nose, trying his absolute best to avoid [i]scolding[/i] the stubborn brat. Actively holding back his snide remarks proved challenging, as he was barely able to hush the single remark he did make under his breath- [i][color=a187be]shit furnace[/color][/i] he rasped, inaudibly commenting on the load of feces that Higoho lugged around in that air-tight, super heated little brain of his. Fury like that could level a mountain. Thankfully, unlike mountains, most shinobi could [i]move,[/i] or in Tanji's case, forsake their pride and beg like a peasant. When her clansmate was finally out of earshot, Zay turned his head back towards Setsuko, his eyes still fixed on Higoho.

	[color=a187be]"Glad to know that the Hyuga clan isn't made up [i]entirely[/i] of infantile hotheads,"[/color] Zay hissed, looking back at Setsuko with relief. [color=a187be]"I was about to lose a great deal of respect for your bloodline."[/color] Truth be told, Zay admired the Byakugan beyond most other jutsu that weren't unique to his clan. It had something to do with the direct similarities with the eyes of Tetsuba clan-mates, and the eyes of the Hyuga. Although there were no known Tetsuba Dojutsu, their silver eyes looked almost identical to the Byakugan, down to the pale grey pupils that Zay himself possessed. He stood lost in thought, glaring at Setsuko's eyes for a few seconds before snapping out of his nostalgic stupor and turning towards the staircase. [color=a187be]"I don't suppose we're truly needed up there anymore, hm?"[/color] Before he could get an answer, Kaori approached the grouping and drew closer to Tanji. But he couldn't properly greet her as the girl passed them by to follow after Higoho. Zay's shoulders tensed up at the thought of more work. There couldn't possibly be much more to be done, was there? A hopeful though, really. Zay didn't know anything about the goings on upstairs, and honestly, he didn't care.