[table][row][cell][color=#A2ADD0]Yue Nara[/color][/cell][cell][color=#A2ADD0]"Stop... being alive. It's embarrassing."[/color][/cell][/row][row][cell][sup][color=#2E2C2C]_______________________________________________[/color][/sup]
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[cell]Yue's cheeks burned. It sounded like the whole mission was going sideways. Hideo even said that the odds of "the genin's survival is lower" as a "net positive". So she was right the first time, they were Team Trash. They were the ones that it was okay if they died. That's probably why they were only led by Hideo, a man that nobody trusted, and a clone of Mizuraki-sensei. The others were already fighting over leadership, but what did it matter who led them into death? Yue imagined the six of them going into the caves and running into... probably a whole shinobi team. They were detected, right? That meant that they'd reinforce the tunnels and they'd have to fight their way through... But they weren't a fighting force. In her mind, she could see that Kumo girl getting a katana through her chest from the darkness. She wouldn't know right away, she may not even know that she'd died. She could see Bakuto fighting, catching a kunai in his arm, one of the sinister enemies blowing fire at him at close range, could imagine him burning and melting into ash. Would she tell Natsuo to run? Would he listen? Of course he wouldn't... He'd... let his bugs attack and in such a confined space, even Yue could imagine them doing some real damage... But there was no way that it'd last. If even one knew Earth Release, they'd bury him in rock and slate, maybe they'd make a stalactite fall through his head. She could practically see his blood stained eyes staring at nothing anymore and never again...

And what about Mizuraki and Hideo? The mission comes first, right? With all the strongest in the cave, she imagined he'd just cave in the tunnels and she and him would be crushed to death together under ten thousand tons of rock and water. Something about this struck her as concordant, in a sense, and her mind extrapolated that for some, maybe death was welcome. She narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. Her hands clenched in her pocket.

There was nothing she could do about it now.

[color=#A2ADD0][b]"We can't beat fully trained shinobi"[/b][/color], she murmured, [color=#A2ADD0][b]"We have to think of something else."[/b][/color]



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