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[Center][COLOR=39b54a][sup][b]Konohagakure | Jonin | Breezy-nin[/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=39b54a][b]TIME:[/b] [i]Present Day - Afternoon[/i] | [b]LOCATION:[/b] [i]Sunagakure - Outskirts[/i] | [b]INTERACTION:[/b][@Odin][@Spanner][@Queentze][/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]

Words were an ancient art wasted on the black eyed boy, Shizuka didn’t seem to momentarily flinch at the reveal of his sealing marks. Sakana was serious in more ways than one, he was much more a refined weapon than the passing breeze that was Shizuka. The smallest modicum of respect was received by Shizuka, but it was paramount for him to prove his own worth, after all actions did speak louder than words. [color=39b54a][i]”This just should have been a magician, people would pay for him to disappear.”[/i] [/color]another nuance that Shizuka picked up on his ever growing journey of personal and physical growth. The second degree burns might have completely healed underneath his clothes, but this boy sure did find a way to make his body itch. 

[color=39b54a]“Tsk..It’s clear you don’t care to parlay, I won’t try to defend myself any longer. If you wish to know what actually happened then go find a Nara or a Yamanka to invade my head and watch it yourself. If you two are going to gang up on me and look down from your pedestal so be it, we’re shinobi from the leaf and that’s all that matters now. We can share sideways glances and mutter under our breaths when we complete the mission. I’ll make sure I don’t get in your way, but I’ll watch your back in any event or is that not something you’d expect of a [i]runaway[/i]?”[/color] his words tinged with a hint of distaste. It was better for the group to start heading out, sunlight was burning as were the possibilities of villages crumbling to the ground. 

After their sultry pleasantries and introductions, for what appeared to be for the tenth time, Sakana took lead on establishing a semblance of a plan before quickly retracting. Once on the move the travel was longer than they could fathom, diplomacy had broken down between Amegakure cutting off their route to entry into Sunagakure. Sweat welled on Shizuka’s forehead as anticipation grew larger, he was a natural born citizen of Sungakure all the way up until his late entrance into the leafs academy. Luckily for him his parents had left Sunagakure shortly after Shizuka chose to attend the hidden leaf. Unfortunately, that didn’t spare him from the unease in the pit of his stomach, to return to what seemed like a foreign land with new leaders and faces? To defend it and ensure the safety of the village after Konoha had been decimated, was anything else but lax. 

Looking over adjacent to his squad formation, Shizuka caught the back of the fish boy, the air of competition worked itself up through Shizuka’s stomach swallowing his shallow fears, giving him a revitalized sense of purpose. Whether or not they had known it, Shizuka was instantly intimate with the landscape around them. The sand that slapped against his skin like paper was an all too nostalgic feeling, while Sakana was displeased with their current barrier to entry, Shizuka took the time to breathe in the atmosphere as memories clouded his thoughts. Unflinching in the face of the massive lion, the broken memory of the new Kazekage taking over after the sudden departure of the late war criminal who previously led washed over him. This lion was her familiar and purposely sent there to guide them through the never-ending sandstorm accompanied by the thunderous cacophony of the storm that choked the sky black, hurling balls of lighting down onto the city. 

After what seemed like a surreal conversation to have with a giant lion, the members forged a single tiger hand seal and walked through the storm surrounding them. Shizuka boldly walked through the storm as if it were a small shower, while the others were a bit hesitant. The short travel wasn’t met with any sumptuous sights, the village he had once grew up in was now a warzone. An artillery of explosions had gone off and destroyed whatever building the Kazekage could not protect with her walls of sand. The smog from the explosions were intoxicating and controlled by several figures standing on a roof. This must have been one of the criminals the lion spoke of, while the other was locked in mortal combat with Ishi. The sudden clash of the oasis made the scene almost too farfetched to describe, [color=39b54a]“I know the roads inside and out, I’ve lived here for a majority of my life, nearly a decade. If I can take lead for this short interval I can lead us safely and without being noticed.”[/color]

[color=39b54a]“I can control oxygen and air with utmost mastery, I can channel the sand around us to keep us hidden or serve as a vacuum to absorb or blow whatever smoke this is. From what I can tell this is chakra infused and controlled by one of the criminals sent to take Lady Ishi. I can’t be as positive as Kamui, but it looks like there’s multiple of them, perhaps clones?”[/color] Shizuka didn’t bother to wait for the rest of the team to walk all over him like they did before, he would establish himself as a true jonin. 
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