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[color=ed1c24][u][b]Jaakuna Aka[/b][/u]
Location - Yomigaeri Base / Interaction - [@Seraphicide][/color]
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Meetings... Dull... And yet, Jaakuna had more pressing personal matters. A week after revival, he began to note a strange change in himself. The first was eyes. The sclerae of his eyes where the first, and most obvious difference at a glance. A slight redness, as if constantly bloodshot. As time ticked on, he noticed cracks forming under his skin, as if the skin had become dry. He didn't want to think to much on it, though he brought it up frequently to Seijuro, as if he was a ticking bomb. 

He remained silent through the meeting, though he did laugh at the idea of family. Yomigaeri was never family, even back in the old days when the organization was more... Well fierce. He recalled at one point there was a man who looked like a zombie. Something Ohaka... But that man hadn't been seen heads or tails for a long time according to reports. Most of them ended up dead, so he wasn't hedging his bets on anything. But, Jaakuna knew the mission ahead would be dangerous. For he and Seijuro where going after a most difficult prey. The man known as Ocha Kyusu, who he knew from life. Long ago he had met the would be Mizukage in battle, considering the man was the top assassin of his village. Now it seemed that he would once more have to face the dreaded poison mist ninja. Clearly Seijuro was an asset for this fight. Standing up from the table, Jaakuna led the way, senses awake. 

[color=ed1c24]"Seijuro..."[/color] Jaakuna said, once he was sure the duo was alone. [color=ed1c24]"You got what you wanted from the invasion, but I am still no closer to what I [b]need[/b]."[/color] He said, eyes snapping to his cohort. [color=ed1c24]"We can continue to play games all we want, but until I am whole again... I can't keep fighting like this."[/color] He tapped his foot against the ground, eyes flicking back and forth. Ahead of them he could make out Iwagakure, the place where all this would go down. [color=ed1c24]"Either way... Lets make this fast. I can't pull off another full invasion like I did before."[/color]

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[color=9e0b0f][u][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/u]
Location - Konohagakure - Aka Clan Manor Outskirts / Interaction - None[/color]
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The air was cold. Wet... It was as if it rained every day no matter what. To a point where Bumu started to hate the outside. His hair felt wet, and often times he had to brush it just to keep it from frizzling in the humidity. He hated it. He hated it. [b]He hated it[/b]. But he couldn't do a thing about it. He sat on the roof of a building, some kind of flower shop judging from the smells. They where nice, and a good distraction for his mind right now. Across the street, he could see the Aka Clan Manor. A lovely place to be honest. Red wood, the symbol of the fox etched onto the doors. The clan emblem held up proudly, but it was... Meaningless now. They had made a reputation off Jaakuna Aka, and their close connections to the Hokages of the past had given them power. Now Bumu was witnessing a mad scramble. A clan dealing with the destruction of their beloved hero, and more so than ever they where cutting out the bastards... The fat that could bog them down... 

Bumu sighed softly, fingers digging into the wood of the building roof. Guess this was just the way the world was going at the moment. Slowly edging towards extinction. The ever growing troubles of the ninja world seemed dedicated to crashing and burning. Guess it was all up to Bumu to watch as it all broke apart. [color=9e0b0f]"Everything is lame..."[/color]

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[color=39b54a][u][b]Kurin Senju[/b][/u]
Location - Konoha Gates / Interaction - ???[/color]
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It was time. Kurin Senju stood at the gates of Konoha, looking out across the distance to the road leading out of the village. The mission he had received from the new Hokage was... Troubling. He didn't know what to think, since he believed primarily in defense as the best offense, and the new Hokage... Well he came out of nowhere, and was already starting to enact major changes. It was... Unsettling. Yes, that was the word. Part of Kurin didn't want to admit it, while another part was more than aware of one simple truth. The world was changing rapidly, and it didn't seem like it would remain this way for long. The Oak shinobi would have to bend. 

With a bag over his shoulder, he was prepared as best he could. Having replaced the radio Shizuki had broken in his childish spat over a month ago during the earth exam. Kurin himself was barely recognizable. Having wrapped himself heavily in bandages, till some had already begun rumors that he had lost all his skin. That wasn't exactly true, but the burns he did have where... Unsettling. Besides, bandages weren't bad. Simply because he looked good in a mummy costume.