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[COLOR=silver][sup][b]Empire of Stone | Jonin | Squad Three[/b][/sup][/COLOR][/center][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=silver][b]TIME:[/b] [i]Present Day - 8:55AM[/i] | [b]LOCATION:[/b] [i]Amegakure - The Great Hall[/i] | [b]INTERACTION:[/b] [i][@GlitchyBugger][@Kheliop][@Ganryu][/i][/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]
[color=coral][b]"Punctual like always, eh Homuru? I'm glad to have a familiar face in the squad."[/b][/color]

The question roused Jinzo from his own thoughts, noticing by the tone of familiarity that it belonged to none other than Boshu; his fellow Tiger agent and squad-mate. Her arrival before the others eased him further. Had it been one of the two remaining members of his squad, he likely wouldn't have said much beyond greeting them before staying silent until Boshu arrived. It's not that he was shy, even despite the mask, Jinzo simply didn't feel entirely comfortable meeting people from different countries, especially when he wasn't being sent to kill them. He was always weary that someone would recognize his mask and act emotionally. Being a shinobi didn't give Jinzo much time for emotions, as such he had a hard time expressing them as well as being on the receiving end. 

[color=black][b]"Well the early bird [i]does[/i] catch the worm."[/b][/color] He replied, tilting his head towards her as she sat down. [color=black][b]"And is that a [i]joke[/i] at my expense? You haven't changed much."[/b][/color] He smiled. Whether she was referring to his mask or not, it didn't matter, he found it amusing all the same. It had been a long while since the two of them last saw each other, despite the fact that they were in the same Division. Jinzo had been away on several missions outside of the Empire, still mopping up remnants of the war. As for Boshu, he hadn't heard much at all. The brass were never very forthcoming when it came to the movements of the other agents.

[color=coral][b]"Know anything about the other two on our squad?"[/b][/color] He was about to respond to her question when another voice chimed in soon afterwards, which made him turn his head to look. 

[color=silver][b]”I am Kinzo, it would appear that we will be working together for the foreseeable future.”[/b][/color] The voice belonged to an exceptionally well-groomed young man, who possessed a pair of deep, black eyes. Without a doubt, he was a member of the Uragiri Clan. Jinzo didn't envy this man's genetic trait like most others did. If anything it was a hindrance, as it instantly provided him with the information that Kinzo was the Kumo-nin of their squad. Information like that, as a shinobi, shouldn't be given away so freely. He was readying his new response when he was interrupted once again. This time by an exceedingly young-looking girl, whose hair was tied back into a pony-tail which only proceeded to aid in her efforts to like a child, intentional or not.

[color=6ecff6][b]"What are you all good at? I'm a bit proud of my tools. Got a present for every occasion. What's your expertise?"[/b][/color]

Jinzo was taken aback slightly just by the sheer amount of talking she could do to complete strangers. So much so that he struggled to formulate an adequate response right away. If not for the mask that kept his expression well hidden, the Kiri-nin would no-doubt have seen the pained look that now plagued his face. [color=black][b]"Welcome Kinzo, Miyu. It's a pleasure to meet you."[/b][/color] He began after regaining his composure, nodding towards them both separately. [color=black][b]"I am Homuru. And I am grateful that you would share so much with us after barely introducing yourself, however, I am not quite at liberty to discuss with you my [i]own[/i] expertise in return."[/b][/color] Joint effort or not, Jinzo refused to give himself away so easily. Every fiber in his being told him not to, reinforced by years of training and discipline. As a fellow shinobi, he thought they too would understand the importance of retaining information. Evidently things were quite different outside of the Empire.