[table][row][cell][color=#FF7518]Lola Shigetsu[/color][/cell][cell][color=#2E2C2C]_______________________________________[/color][/cell][cell][right][color=#9932CC]Misaki Mori[/color][/right][/cell][/row][row][cell][sup][color=#2E2C2C]_______________________________________[/color][/sup]
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[cell]The sun was just beginning to crest. With so much light, it was certain that by now their target had gone to ground. That's right... with the sun illuminating the whole forest, they weren't going to find her running about. It was time to scout, move, find their next search location before their target had the opportunity to move again. Their target. Ts. Lola clenched her teeth and snarled, forcing that rising bile from the back of her throat. She was furious. She'd been furious since she'd read the report. Ran... Wherever she was... What was she doing? She could scarcely make sense of it. The last she'd seen her was on that boat far from home, running away while their dad, that dead-beat, the pirate, covered her escape. She'd vowed to drag her back to Suna, kicking and screaming if she had to, but she'd do it. Dear old dad was safely locked away, if she could she would have preferred to avoid locking up her entire family.

[color=#FF7518][i]Damnit Ran... Whatever yer mad at... just let me take you home...[/i][/color]

She took a sip of an extra strong latte and poured a little more water over her waterstone before returning to sharpening her scimitars. It was meditative and calming. When her mind was this full and there wasn't anyone whose ass needed kicking and when it was too early for the strip clubs, sharpening and polishing swords helped. Unfortunately, her swords were going to be as sharp as she needed them to be soon enough, ready for use. She growled a little under her breath and felt for once a resentment at having to use them. 

Lola had been a small terror to everyone around her on this mission. She kept her sentences terse and sharp and glared at anyone that referred to their target in anything but the most neutral of terms. While she hadn't snapped at anyone or made any sort of unreasonable demands, the tension was palpable. From the few extra seconds with her eyes closed as she forced out commands and strategies through grit teeth to the way she raised her shoulders and clenched and unclenched her fists just walking around, unless anyone had business with her, they steered clear... and for the most part, she preferred it that way. The only exception was-

[b][color=#9932CC]"Sensei! Your swords look perfect, as expected!"[/color][/b]

-Misaki. Lola grunted a slight acknowledgement and held up one of her scimitar to inspect. She chopped a little of the slurry from it and set to finishing the blade with a small piece of paper and some water.

[b][color=#9932CC]"It looks sharp enough to cut through anything"[/color][/b], said Misaki with a smile.

Lola grunted again and replied with a mumbled, [b][color=#FF7518]"sharp ain't make the cut."[/color][/b]

Misaki threw a powerful kick in the air, held it, and slowly made circles, keeping her foot perfectly level, hoping to show off the precision that SHE'D been working on. Lola sipped her latte.

[b][color=#9932CC]"But it [i]is[/i] sharp, sensei. You can't deny that!"[/color][/b]

Lola turned her head slightly and glanced at her apprentice with a raised eyebrow, [b][color=#FF7518]"Sharp ain't make the cut. It's the strike. Perfect strike, perfect cut. Best blade only helps an inferior strike."[/color][/b]

Misaki knit her eyebrows and lowered her slim leg slowly to the ground, [b][color=#9932CC]"But... it is a good blade."[/color][/b]

At that moment, one of the scouts came into their tent and Lola indicated towards him by pointing her scimitar directly at the unfortunate shinobi.

[b]"Sir"[/b], he said behind a desert lizard mask, [b]"We have news that Leaf is on the move towards this location."[/b]

Lola sheathed her blade and frowned thoughtfully, [b][color=#FF7518]"Yeah, we're approaching their border."[/color][/b]

[b]"Should I inform the scouts to avoid them or tail them?"[/b]

[b][color=#FF7518]"Neither. This's their territory. No reason we can't give 'em a hello. If there here, they know we're here anyway. No reason to come out here otherwise. This's dead land. Gather a troop and make an introduction."[/color][/b]

[b]"Yes sir"[/b], said the lizard-masked man with a small bow.

Lola smirked a little. It was a happy distraction.[/cell][cell][sup][color=#2E2C2C]_______________________________________[/color][/sup]
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