[h1][color=Gold]Akio Tendou[/color][/h1]
[hr]Sunagakure, Confederate Archive, Hamajo Confederate[hr]

[i]Fuckin' hell. . .[/i] Akio groaned mentally from her seat near the back of the building, massaging her temples in an effort to make the pain in her head go away. After the festival and the added kick to the gut that was seeing Aoi, Akio had hit the liquor especially hard last night. Every thing after the 4th bottle was fuzzy, but she was certain she spent the first half of her night on the phone with someone, she had no clue who, speaking in between sobs and drunken nonsense about everything that was wrong with her life, before taking out her frustration on one of he house plants in her room, only to finally fall asleep in a drunken stupor. She'd woken up this morning feeling worse than shit, and after popping two pills and drinking some water, she could safely say that she still felt like shit, but at least she could operate somewhat effectively now.

Her current assignment was an easy one, defend the archive building in case the Red Sages attack. While she currently wasn't in the mood to deal with that shit, she had a some people around to help her watch the perimeter and shit. She'd been here for a few hours now, and her headache had gone from 'I can barely think' to 'Everything hurts, but I can suck it up'. A cough from nearby brought her out of hr thoughts with an irritated grumble as she lifted her head to look at the person who'd interrupted her hangover. He was a young man, probably a brand new chunnin, who had a very disapproving look on his face as he looked at his current superior.

"Tendou-san, I understand that you're not feeling well, but don't you think you should assist in guarding the perimeter, or at the very le-"

"Kid, shut the hell up. Your voice is just worsening my headache." Akio swiftly interrupted, not in the mood for some self-righteous, wet behind the ears green horn get on her about duties. "I'll take fucking patrol when I feel like I'm ready for it, cause as it is right now, I'd probably get killed right off the bat. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?" Akio looked at him coldly with her golden eyes, and while the chunnin conceded and said no. she could see it in his eyes that he wanted to say yes. Once he left, Akio simply reclined in her chair, once again going about the ritual of rubbing her temple in order to make the pain go away. "Fucking brat, it's not like I've been sitting here doing nothing." 

Akio grumbled a bit as she checked her static strings, which she had all over the building and over the ventalation grates, so that she could get an advance notice in case anything crossed the perimeter. It wasn't a perfect system, by any means, as anything could set it off, but it at least made it so that she wouldn't get completely blindsided incase anything came her way. With a sigh, she began to lean back in the chair, giving a silent prayer to whatever god there was that she'd gotten and easy mission today. Just guarded a glorified library for a day or two, than go to the outpost and wait for the shit to hit the fan. For the first day of a declared war, it wasn't so bad. Yet still, something in the back of her pained mind was telling her that this was [i]too[/i] easy, and that things were going to go south and soon. Call it women's intuition, experience, or just the knowledge that she had shit luck, but it stuck in Akio's gut and she wasn't about to deny this feeling completely. But she really, [i]really[/i] hoped that it was wrong.

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