[table][row][cell][color=gold]Ichika Uchiha[/color][/cell][cell][color=gold]“Peace earned through communication is just and true, but without the strong to protect those who would shepherd in such an age... Everything will be lost. Power is absolute.”[/color][/cell][/row][row][cell][sup][color=#2E2C2C]_______________________________________________[/color][/sup]
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Hideo responded to Tenshi's complaints with a giggle and walked away, beckoning Ichika to follow. With an audible sigh and visible frustration, Ichika rose to her feet from her perch atop the boulder, her eyes rolling as the quiet crunch of her boots flattening the grass beneath her feet became audible as she begrudgingly followed the Anbu operative. Taking no care to silence herself. 

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Several minutes later Ichika emerged from the woods, her face a visage of rage, whilst Hideo promptly followed suit, looking rather sunny. Many would wonder what had gone on between the two, if they had possessed enough wit to have noted their absence. With a bold stride, Ichika made a beeline for Mizuraki; seemingly brimming with rage. Her fists clenched by her side with her long nails digging into her palms so firmly that her right hand had begun to bleed from the pressure. Despite her profession, and apparent lack of aptitude for all things feminine; Ichika had always kept good care of her nails. 

[Color=gold]"If he does not die on this mission I am going to kill that impudent child."[/color] She growled to her friend, pacing back and forth beside her, hoping to seek counsel from the younger Jōnin. 

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