[h1][color=3137FD]Takashi Ryuuga[/color][/h1]

As the group all went about introducing themselves in a variety of rather stock standard ways, Takashi set about making some decision based on what he had seen so far. Nothing solid, just his impressions on everyone so far.

[color=moccasin]"My name is Tsukiko Umene, former Jonin Commander of Konohagakure."[/color]

[i][color=3137FD]"Straight to the point, no embellishments, an interesting reveal. Delivery was as expected, but the tidbit gives her a much more solid presence, as well as making a bigger wall between her and us. Conclusion: DOn't fuck with her if I want to live.[/color][/i]

"[color=EEE685]Rin Takahashi, Sunagakure. I'm pretty good at hitting things I guess.[/color]"

[i][color=3137FD]Dull, Bland, forgettable. Plain girl is plain, but that could work for her if she's given infiltration missions. Conclusion: She's alright, better than the Mascot character and has a more amiable personality than the Top-heavy bear-trap that went before her. Definitely going to fuck with her, though, she seems like a fun one to tease.[/color][/i]

[color=orange][b] “I’m May-Ma Nisshoku. I have a peculiar kekkei-tota that I plan on using to slay the dragon. Its not a friendly ability to be honest.”[/b][/color]

[i][color=3137FD]Someone's trying to seem cool, parroting the Commander's line and all. Kekkei-tota bit is interesting, but since he wants to be a mysterious asshole, that's all he says. If you're bring it up, give details, ya shit. Conclusion: Primary target for now, he's going to learn to hate me. That being said, he's tolerable, just needs to drop the 'I'm too cool to care' act[/color][/i]

[color=salmon]"Roga, Seichirō. Konohagakure."[/color]

[i][color=3137FD]Another too-cool-for-school Konoha nin, with an extremely lacking intro. Two thumbs down, but he looks like he has his shit together. Conclusion: Reliable so far, but probably somewhat of an asshole, so a plausible secondary target. I'm going to annoying him, but not too much.[/color][/i]

[color=00a99d]"I am Oshiro Kazuki, I came from Iwagakure. I am a medical ninja who can offer medium to long range support with my doton jutsu and my ranged weapons."[/color]

[i][color=3137FD]Medic, which means I will also not fuck with him. Never fuck with the guy whose job is to patch you up. He seems nice, and unlike everyone else, he actually volunteered some useful information. Why couldn't everyone do that, is it really so hard? Conclusion: I like him, and depending on how open he is to giving me access to various chemicals, he'd make a good pranking buddy. He's joining the Commander and Bear-trap on the 'Don't fuck with' list. I should probably put the Mascot on that list, but honestly, I can't think of any reason good enough to discount how fun it;ll be to mess with the little brat. Just have to be sure I'm ready to run like hell.[/color][/i]

After everyone had introduced themselves, Takashi nodded his head, feeling pleased that his introduction was definitely the most memorable of those presented, but that smugness kind of fell away as he then counted the fact that nobody else was really trying, thus making his victory feel rather bitter sweet. He shook himself out of his funk, however, when the Commander laid out the plan. One would see Takashi's face widen into a rather manic grin as she mentioned blowing up the Hamajo Statue, little sparks of electricity arcing off him a tad as he could barely contain himself, only for it to die immediately as he saw his name on the Perimeter Security team. However, he his face was not as disappointed as one might expect from his previous reaction. Instead, he seemed deeply convicted over something. That something was the fact that, while he wasn't going to be part of the demolition squad, which sucked, he also wasn't going to be on the same team as the Mascot, which didn't suck and was much preffered. After seeming to weigh the options in his head, he leaned back into his seat with an expression that seemed to say 'I'm okay with this.' This expression only seemed to solidify as the mascot led her team away immediately to form a 'plan', though something told Takashi that most of the planning would be done by her subordinates while she did what all Mascot characters did: eat a crap ton of food. [color=3137FD][i]Ok, I'm exaggerating that a bit, but I'll be damned if she isn't leading them somewhere so she could stuff her face while they talk. I almost want to send a Shadow Clone after them to make sure. . . nah, that'd be rude and I've got to focus right now.[/i][/color]

After that, Takashi turned his attention back to the commander, thinking of a few questions that would be worth asking the Commander at this moment. This would take a minute, in which his eyes would be closed, his tail curling around his waist, before rapidly unwinding as he finally had a good grasp of what he needed to know.

[color=3137FD]"Well, since you asked, I do have a few. First, what is our job exactly as the perimeter squad? What is the make up and number of our back-up platoon? Will there be any big-hitters that we should be worried about in the area when we strike, and what should the mission or our lives take precedence if such individuals appear?"[/color] As he spoke, Takashi reminded largely profesional in tone, looking intently at the Commander's face, seeming to be scanning it for any signs of emotion or weakness. It was a rather challenging stare, brought on by the base draconic instincts that bubbled up when he saw the Commander's apology to Tsukiko for giving her more units under her commander. WHile consciously, Takashi didn't care, subconsciously, it seemed weak and submissive to the much more dominant presence that Tsukiko emitted, and thus, while he was still respectful to her, a small bit of challenge was being presented, a test to see how dominant she could be.

Following these serious questions, however, Takashi's face would quickly shifted into an exaggerated look of exasperation as , he ran a hand through his hair, his posture relaxing as he offered one more statement to the Commander. [color=3137FD]"One last thing, can we not refer to Hamajo as a 'Dragon', because he barely makes it as a Drake from what I've seen from the propaganda the Confederation puts out. I've seen real dragons, and it's insulting to my clan to refer to him as such. Not to mention, all this talk of dragon slaying makes me feel a tad uncomfortable."[/color] The last part was said jokingly, but the rest of his complaint held some seriousness. It was the generally basis of the Ryuuga clan that Hamajo was full of hot air to call himself a dragon, cause while he seemed strong, to them, it was considered rather stupid and idiotic to equate one's self to a dragon without giving a rather extreme showing of one's own personal power. As far as Ryuuga cared, Hamajo wasn't worthy of such reverence, and as such, the whole thing about him being a dragon was jus a painful thing for any Ryuuga to hear. [color=3137FD]"But hey, it makes for good propaganda and what not, so it's whatever. Just a thought."[/color]