[h1][color=Gold]Akio Tendou[/color][/h1]
[hr]Central Compound, Hamajo Confederate[hr]
Akio clicked her teeth in annoyance as the red haired man blocked her attacks, and as the Lady Commander launched her own response, Akio readied her tanto in preparation to knock them aside, only for two of them to suddenly poof into two clones. Not wanting to engage the woman in close range, especially after her last display of strength, Akio leaped backwards into the air, tossing an explosive tag in between the two clones and activating it while still in the air. The explosion, however, turned out to be much bigger than expected, as the heat from the tag's discharge ignited the spores. The flames would rise up to lick at her heels, singeing her clothes as it rushed through the invisible cloud. No spores that escaped the flames and rushed upward towards her with the air currents managed to touched her skin due to her preference of clothing, the pants and turtleneck gaining a slight smattering of the powdering substance upon them.

Once she landed, she was about to engage her again, only for a few fodder to come at her, holding her up long enough for the silver haired jonin to pull out the general and execute him in a grisly and public fashion. The sight caused Akio to curse under her breath, the frustration only growing as she heard Yakoul's comments towards her, before she looked at the fleeing sages with a sense of uselessness. She'd had the leader in her sights, and yet had failed to do anything more than slower her down a tad. To say it was a blow to her already shaky confidence in her abilities as a Jonin was an understatement. She'd failed, plain and simple, and it was eating at her like a plague along with her increasing desire for inebriation. While all this was stewing on the inside, all that showed on the surface was a great amount of frustration, as she drew a kunai, turning her head towards one of the rebel's that she could still see. 

He was currently facing off with Yakoul, meaning that he was either about to be in for a world of pain, and likely death, or on the cusp of running like the rest. While Akio could careless what happened to the sadistic cat bastard, she knew that if those two chunnin behind Yakoul got caught up in a showdown between the two, they'd likely get killed by either the rebel or Yakoul. You could never know what they'd end up doing, especially in a fight. While she doubted that'd happen, if it did, she'd try her best to keep the two from getting killed in the cross-fire.

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[h1][color=f26522]Tatsuya Kajiya-Terumi[/color][/h1]
[hr]Leaving Central Compound, Hamajo Confederate, [sub][s]Has a creator who seems to want him to suffer needlessly in an RP that's probably going to have enough suffering for everyone[/s][/sub][hr]
Tatsuya was currently walking away from the battlefield with his clone in tow, having had to summon him to deal with some fodder. He'd briefly entertained the idea of trying to help out the Jonin in attacking the the stronger rebels, but then he saw that Yakoul, who had been leaking a crazy amount of killing intent, was in the middle of that mess. Not wanting to be anywhere near or around that crazy cat . . . thing, he decided it was best to leave that sort of thing to the Jonin and to go and help with the clean  up down below.

As he stood at the top of the stairs, he looked out over of the area with a decidedly somber air. [i]Well, this mission is a fucking failure. Couldn't protect that general, civilians died, and we weren't able to do any real damage to them in return. Geez, this is a disaster if I have ever saw one.[/i] As Tatsuya walked down to the bottom of the stairs, he'd forgotten about his clone as he thought over everything, wondering if they'd get punished for their failure or would it just lie on the Jonin. His clone, however, had stepped over to stand in front of Higoho, blocking his path with a smug smile. He waited until Tatsuya was out of ear shot, so that he wouldn't immediately disperse him upon hearing his own voice, before he started to speak to the prideful shinobi, with every intention of pissing him off. 

[i]"Well well, how ya doin' you zombie-eyed, shit-dick. Have you come to bitch the enemy to death and swing around you small dick-compensating ego, so that we can all have a good laugh behind your back, Though, with those shitty eyes of your's, I guess it'd be the same as saying it to your face, huh."[/i] Bishamon continued to grin as he walked past Higoho, his eyes filled little more than chaotic delight. [i]"But then, you must be used to people calling you shit to your face, huh, being just a branch member. I wonder if that's why you're such a showy bastard, just to make up for the fact that you're really just nothing and will always be nothing when it comes to how your clan looks at you."[/i] Bishamon would continue walking down the stairs, wondering how soon this would fuck over Tatsuya's reputation. Seeing Tatsuya suffer from his actions was just so delicious because the fool see's it as his own fault and accepts it without any attempt to clear his name. [i]Gotta love that Kajiya code of honor, it's going to get him killed one day, but it also makes it so easy to ruin his life.[/i] Whatever the Hyuuga did, Tatsuya would look terrible, even more so since he used a Shadow clone to pass along such an insulting thing to him. A sign of cowardice that would probably stick with him for a long time, if not forever. 

While Bishamon was trying to ruin Tatsuya's reputation, Tatsuya would happen upon the guy from the scuffle in the fog, along with a few others. Seeing that none of them were luckily particular urgent or agitated, he guessed that things down here were probably a lot calmer than they were up above. As he arrived, he caught the tail end of the silver haired guy's question, and while it had been pointed at the girl he was standing with, another Hyuuga by the looks of it, he decided to step into the conversation, walking in with a small wave.

"Yeah, it's pretty much done up there. Might be a fight between the fuckin' cat-thing and one of the Jonin-level Sages, but I highly doubt it. Either way, I'd stay down here, heard enough stories about the freak to know I want nothing to do with it and don't want to be anywhere near it either."

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