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Sitting in the building more or less alone while her teammates trained and hunted, each occupied with their respective activity, Keikoku's eyes were closed, and body entirely relaxed for once. However, her attention was honed, and her mind was whirring with activity, her hands on the surface of her scarf, which for once she had unwound from her neck so as to clasp in her hands where it lay over her stomach. She could feel the intricate fibers between her fingertips, but more importantly she could sense the chakra within swirling with activity, some of the meaning behind the movements quite apparent to her, whilst many many others were totally beyond her understand. However, the ones that interested her most were those that she could [i]almost[/i] understand, but not quite grasp. They were just out of reach, the meaning of their movements eluding her...for now.

However, her reverie in the beautiful menagerie of fuinjutsu within her scarf was interrupted as she heard Kicho rush into their hideout and to the kitchen, before calling out to someone. It could only be Kareha, returned with their next meal. A smile crossed her face as she opened her eyes, stretching as she sat up, arm draping over the side of the couch as she looked through the room and into the kitchen, at Kicho as she rushed here and there. [color=#357D82][b]"You know, if you calmed down some, maybe you could be doing that more efficiently,"[/b][/color] she quipped to her teammate playfully before rising from her place, walking around the couch, and joining her frazzled friend in the kitchen. She placed her hands on the girl's shoulders, arresting her momentum for a moment before she met her eyes and spoke. [color=#357D82][b]"Let me help, it'll be faster, kay?"[/b][/color] She smiled at her, bright and friendly, before turning to see what needed doing. She glanced out the window, seeing Kareha with the doe, a grin plastering itself 'cross her face.

Now [i]that[/i] was going to be delicious.

Her attention shifting she began arranging cooking implements while she allowed Kicho to get out ingredients and heat things up. She hummed as she worked, her scarf once more wrapped around her neck securely. There was a warm feeling in her chest as she worked. She could feel the camaraderie here, even though--here and there--it was interrupted by certain idle thoughts, a feeling of brief unease and coldness. It passed, replaced by the warmth again.

Here, with Kicho and Kareha, she felt at home, comfortable. Or at least as comfortable as they could be in an unfamiliar place.

She adjusted her headband, which she wore around her neck, beneath her scarf, only revealing it when necessary. It usually wasn't. [color=#357D82][b]"So Kicho, how are we preparing the deer, mmm? Stew perhaps?"[/b][/color] She turned, hands finding their way to her hips as she waited for her friend's response, her eyes shining, a smile curving her mouth to the side in an amicable smirk.

Hopefully her good mood would carry over to their fated meeting with the arriving teams.