Aoi Don Maquia
The two were finally entering the financial district of Konoha, the large skyscrapers depicting the massiveness of the leaf's progress in two centuries of peace. There were many businesses open at this time of the day and the streets were littered with people and vehicles of all sorts. It was generally safe to walk around here with an abundance of surveillance and armed security shinobi patrolling the area, it was no wonder that such a crowded place would paradoxically be one of the safest places in the city. Aoi didn't like this place too much, it made her feel a bit sick with the pollution and all the noise during rush hours, but she only came when events she was really fond of occurred (or for a job).
Akio referenced the Don Maquia theater Aoi herself hasn't gone to in a while, which sparked some ideas in her head. Of course, because she hadn't thought of it, the answer was evidently not it, but she did have an large influx of ideas all of a sudden. Raising her index finger up in the air for dramatic effect, she'd turn around to point it right toward Akio's nose. The tip of Aoi's nail barely poking the tip of Akio's nose.
"
Nope! The play is only during the evening~ But that's a great idea! Maybe we could catch the show tonight! Whatcha think?~"
She asked, omitting the fact that she didn't tell Akio as to what they were heading for as of yet. Aoi didn't stop either when she poked her friend's nose, but kept walking in a form of side hop, as silly as it seemed, and didn't mind keeping it up. The more they progressed, the more there would be people condensed into different spots, even on the roads, jamming traffic in the process. They'd quickly catch a glimpse of the Great Tenzu Hall, a typical looking modern building, with large, glass walls at the entrance and a couple of fountains to greet visitors. There'd be lines of people sticking out of the building, though they seemed to be waiting for different thing.
"
Heehee, there we go, the Film Festival! I wanna get a couple of things signed by Hayazaki Miyao~"
She'd state as she got closer and closer to the line, and as such, got closer to the masses all eager to get an autograph from their favorite actors and directors. But before Aoi would proceed any further, she'd go into a full halt and turn to face her friend. She finally remembered something Akio had told her beforehand, back at the tent they shared.
"
Oh! Can't believe I forgot... Are you okay with this or do you wanna do something else? It's okay if you don't feel well~"
Indeed, she had remembered Akio's lack of ease in such crowded places, and she nearly put her friend in a pretty bad position by not thinking of her. At least the clown's mind was geared to care about others' feelings in order to make herself feel at ease. The little performer beamed at her friend, in hopes to at least cheer her up in a probably highly uncomfortable position for her. At the same time she elaborated a crazy plan on how she could get an autograph without having to deal with these lines. If there was one thing Aoi hated a whole lot, it was endless lines of people streaming for yards upon yards.
The endless uproar coming from behind the large back door of the massive building was indiscriminate toward the three Chuunin summoned to handle this mission with the utmost care. After five minutes of wait, the three boys would still be waiting for their client, and no signs of her approaching was in the horizon. But eventually, the sound of locks being turned rattled the door before them as it slowly opened to reveal the petite figure known as Miyaka Shuyo. Her green eyes, as always, almost glowed as she gazed at the three individuals she was going to have watching over her during this day. There were two well dressed men behind her, insuring that the protection team of shinobi had indeed arrived.
The young girl, barely looking adult, slowly walked down the small set of step to have her ballet flat shoes touch the dirty concrete of the ally behind the building. She was wearing a typical white dress with only a beige handbag over her left shoulder. A moment of silence occurred as she fixated every single one of them for exactly 17 seconds. There was one missing, a Jonin, a character she wanted more than the rest, especially for what she had planned for her little team. Nonetheless she kept an upbeat and warming smile along with her cute, flawless face to add to the commodity of being able to see such a celebrity up close.
First she looked at Daiki, approaching him and presenting her hand to shake his. She didn't get rid of that warming smile, even if behind it she could hide whatever she wanted. She was the decade's actress after all, it wasn't hard for her to cheat keen observers.
"
Hello Mister Naito! Your codename shall be... Red! Isn't that great? We're going to have special codenames, like in those action films."
'
Cold eyes and red head, hah as expected of a soulless ginger, the stereotype is confirmed. Fucking loser, I'm pretty sure his clan is just as typical as they say.'
She'd then walk over to Takeshi, presenting her hand as well.
"
Mister Hanami! Enchanted. You'll be green, like my hair! Isn't that just so cool that we have the same hair?!"
'
Ugh, degenerate parasite. Holy fuck I thought it was a joke when I saw his file but this fucking loser seems to fit the profile. Man I'm lucky this year.'
And finally, she presented Jaakuna with the same greeting as the rest.
"
Mister Sawada! It's a pleasure to finally meet a Sawada! Haha! You'll be Yellow, is that good?"
She could barely hold out her eye from twitching when he saw this guy, however, but she managed nonetheless. This time, she needed to hold her breath of her a second to appear inconspicuous as possible.
'
Oh. My. God. Is he for fucking real? I thought social fuck ups like this only existed on TV, some stupid teenage girl flick in a movie I'd never associate with. Tattoos at 16? Fucking body exposed for kids to see? NAIL POLISH? What the fuck is this stereotype? Oh God, I've hit jackpot today.'
Miyaka was finally accustomed to her team and now she had to introduce herself. Back up just a little, she bowed to the men, holding the edges of her dress as she did so. Her lady-like salutation would last a couple of seconds before she'd talk again.
"
So I'm Miyaka Shuyo! I'm so happy you guys came to help me!" she'd say with both her hands set on her torso to accentuate the care she had for their presence right now. "
You can call me Phia during this run, that way nosy people won't swarm you guys. By the way, isn't there supposed to be a woman named Tsukiko around with you all? Your commander assured me she'd be here."
'
Damn fucking right, where's my big titted Psycho-bitch? Without an enabler like that, it'll get salty too quick and this'll suck so fucking much. Fucking Hell.'
She looked around the place, hoping to spot the Jonin hidden in a corner. She also expected her current team to have an answer to all this and possibly find Tsukiko for her.
"
But it's okay! For now, Green, can you grab my bag please? You'd be a sweetheart! Red, can I sit on your right shoulder, I've been standing up all morning and I didn't sleep much last night, so is that okay? We're headed to Dan Avenue a block away!"
She asked the two men, leaving Jaakuna to possibly find Tsukiko in case she wouldn't be around yet. Deep inside, she was maliciously grinning. She had found the perfect team to mess around with, all the while hiding her dishonest nature for the meantime.
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