Arrival [Yomi, Nozomi]

"You're not wrong with the policy, but I don't think it means to follow it exactly to the letter. You can take different routes in a few situations, you just need to know sometimes when to follow Kirigakure's code and when not to, for example... I'm higher ranked then you, yet you don't show me that superior respect and I'm not targeting you for doing so, I'm just merely bringing that up to prove my point. It's good work that you and Nozomi took upon the initiative to wipe out the crew, but I'm just telling you for future reference, killing everything isn't always the answer." Kotsubo is one to love fighting and killing, but that doesn't mean he's illogical about it unless he's in bloodrage mode, he's pragmatic when he needs to be when he's in his calm state. "I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall, so I'll shut up now and get along with our mission." he said, putting in his last poke.

Kotsubo looked towards the distance, towards the temples being visited by the small population and thought upon what to do. "I'd have to agree, don't think any of us can infiltrate the temples. I could probably eavesdrop from the water since I can breathe underwater, but if there are lookouts I could be spotted easily. I just don't know if there are any actual guards." he thought once more, another idea popping up in his head. "We could scout ahead and properly check to see if there are any lookouts or guards, if not I say we use the transformation jutsu to look like a member of the population, learn what we can before they suspect were not from the population and move on before anyone is the wiser." if they suggested anything else, he would hear them among the way as he started to get closer to the valley, but only close enough for a closer look and at a safe distance so he wouldn't be spotted.

Day 24/42

"Rank means nothing, intelligence and intuition make the superior shinobi," Yomi laughed and waved with her hand to make it clear to Kotsubo that he'd better keep certain ideas and thoughts to himself. he may have been a jounin, but she was making clear to him that for now, the respect he seemingly demanded was not warranted yet. What did annoy her though, was the fact that somehow she got herself some sort of egg in her hands and while Kotsubo was making certain points on her comment towards the gathering of information and possible intel on their surroundings, the chuunin suddenly chuckled.

"I don't think it's impossible to just have ourselves a stake out to look around and make a decision based on our findings," Nudging Nozomi, Yomi pointed at the tree line that surrounded most of the temple and the water next and behind it. "We could have a good view on the temple and the surroundings from those trees, I can enhance my perception and Nozomi can do so as well, so a bit of distance shouldn't be a problem. From there on out, we can keep an eye on the temple's security. If it is to our and your taste, you can then decide wether or not to use your particular talent or not. Sound good?"

In the meantime though, the chuunin started looking around, just to see if there were more eggs laying around, slightly curious with the egg she was already holding, swiftly tucked away in her coat.

*Searching for Eggs

25/42

As Yomi began scanning her immediate vision for any outstanding evidence for Easter eggs. Sharp to her eye she did discover something pink and green within the nearby woods that surrounded the temple. The tones stood out among the dark mahogany and deep green that made up most of the grove. Though, what stood out the most was the fact that those eggs were placed within a patch of white mushrooms with varying sizes in a dense formation. It would be impossible to retrieve them without sifting through the mushroom patch. Yomi would be wise to avoid direct contact with said mushrooms. To her own personal knowledge of the wilderness, those mushrooms belonged to the Amanita phalloides family. This particular breed violently produces spores when disturbed. The spores, however, are less lethal than the mushrooms themselves. When consuming the Amanita phalloides, death is a common occurrence. Inhaling the spores will instead induce unconsciousness. One thing was certain: if Yomi wanted those eggs, she would need a safe method of extracting them from the fungus patch.

"Oh, like with my Oculus Enhancement jutsu? Yeah, I could use that like binoculars sort of I suppose. Wouldn't help for hearing though." She said, frowning as she felt a lump near her chest. Looking down, there was a tiny round object in her chest pouch. Pulling it out, she noted the pink and green egg. "Where did you come from?" She asked, as if it would respond.

Nozomi activated the jutsu she had just mentioned, her vision sharpening and even the colors she saw were more vibrant. To anyone looking at her eyes, they would have almost seemed to magnify slightly, the blue and green glow more and more noticeable. She searched around, looking for deviations in the usual color pattern of the world, bright colors a priority.

Not sure wether the pink and green tones she had noticed among the mushrooms were what she was looking for, but it's suspicious nature was enough to grab her attention and with Nozomi seemingly doing the same, probably just as surprised as the chuunin was about the egg they suddenly received, there was nothing stopping her to check things out a bit.

Placing her rebreather in front of her mouth and after pulling her gloves a bit tighter, Yomi decided not to just randomly remove the mushrooms, but actually try and see if they had anything interesting about them as well, after all...if they happened to be usefull, she could very well put those in her pouch for some later use down the road.

"Strange eggs, interesting mushrooms," The chuunin could not help herself but chuckle a little. Sure, they were supposed to watch their surroundings, but this was a welcome distraction for the moment and if anyone complained, she had a background regarding medical ninjutsu, so having her check out a bunch of fauna and flora wouldn't be that unexpected. "See anything yet, Nozomi...better yet, see anything interesting enough for us to care about?"

Nozomi would sharply catch several eggs in her scan of the landscape from her vantage point. They were dots of colorful fun scattered among the generic landscape. Cyan, pink, yellow, red: they all boldly caught her attention. Some far and some in their local vicinity. The closest egg Nozomi could see was ironically in a bird's nest in the following foliage. It would be an easy climb, even without chakra to aide. In the nest were eggs in pink, red, orange, and yellow. Four eggs in the bird's nest alone. It was an easy and bountiful find. The colors were alluring and had a sense of value to them, despite just being eggs tinted in a colorful brine.

Yomi would fine immense value in the death cap mushrooms. They were actually quite rare, and their value in chemistry were infinitely useful for making a variety of deadly poisons. The spores could be collected to create drugs to knock people unconscious, and the fungi itself to cause massive detriments to health and even death. Harvesting said mushrooms would have great value in Yomi's line of work.

Well, so she had the deathcaps, which were without a doubt a valuable resource in the chuunin's own research in regards to interesting poisons, potions and generally detrimental concoctions that would aid her in her pursuit of becoming a well rounded shinobi. Now, with the deathcaps out of the way though, Yomi should've been perfectly able to get her hands on whatever egg it was she had found and with that done, she simply thought it best to follow Nozomi's lead in checking the area around them for more of those strange eggs which somehow felt as if they were radiating with a strange and unnatural power, almost like if they were magical in sort.

So without further ado, Yomi yet again began scouring the area around her, rummaging through bushes, looking at the base of trees and into hollow stumps, anywhere she would be able to hide an egg herself would basically be a spot to check for the possibility of one being there.

[Due to collecting the mushrooms, Yomi obtains an additional green egg with pink zigzags.]

Throughout Yomi's egg hunt she was easily able to find two solid colored egg, one pink and one green, located around the vegetation. Though, upon looking into a hollow tree stump she found something...odd. The hollow tree led down into a narrow tunnel of sorts. The tunnel dropped down a couple meters before straightening out. From what she could tell the tunnel was rather dim and would require a form of light to safely navigate herself. On top of that, the tunnel was very narrow forcing her to proceed in the prone position squeezing every inch of her body through. It would be a claustrophobic experience, though sometimes curiosity was rewarding.

Gathering up a few eggs was already extremely fun, but to be surprised by finding a hidden tunnel was even more rewarding, sating Yomi's natural curiosity. However, in that dark, damp and cramped place, the chuunin simply had to muster up the will to squeeze through the tunnel, even deciding to make use of her soft body manipulation if she couldn't get further on any normal possible way. After all, if she couldn't see the end, she could still attempt to feel what might've been at the end.

"This really is one of those moments in which I should've thought things through," She sighed deeply, realizing that her entire outfit wasn't exactly made to squeeze through things to begin with and by the time she realized that, undressing herself wasn't exactly an option either...so all she could do was hope she wouldn't get stuck and press on.

Forcing herself in the narrow ground she struggled to move, as she managed only slightly. It was a tight fit, but workable. Moving forward as the tunnel straightened out Yomi would see it through the darkness. Merely ten meters away was a pure silver egg. It looked as if it was polished and made to be presented as appealing. The sheer value of its appearance was mouthwatering, and to Yomi's unknown take on it, the egg was priceless. Yet, there was a problem at hand. From where she was prone there was a bottomless pit that made up six of the ten meters between her and the egg. With little room to work with in general it would seem almost impossible to obtain the egg on her own. She had to reach a total of eight meters to take the egg on the other side. And she couldn't act too brutish, or the egg might roll off and fall into the pit. And worse case scenario, the narrow tunnel might collapse on herself! Caution and effective measures were needed, but the reward was bountiful.

Squeezing and wheezing, that was the order of the day apparently, it was reminiscent of trying to fit into one of her earlier armor prototypes, which she had made without first taking her most recent measurements. Yomi was truly doing her outmost best to get through the narrow and claustrophobic tunnel and though in utter darkness, something seemed to shimmer not too far away from her position, something shiny and silver, yet not accessible without actually using her chakra, that much was clear to the chuunin.

"This'll either be an egg like those other ones, or one very large lump of silver...no matter, I want it," Doing her best to move her arms forward as much as she could, the chuunin's arms started to become softer and more mallable, allowing for them to stretch and extend by using the tried and tested soft body manipulation technique. However, she reached out rather slowly and carefully, intending to use her hands to gently embrace the shimmering and shiny object rather than straight up grab it, after all without a good vision, there could be traps or even things outside of her view and in those cases, caution was best.

Nozomi, in the meantime, had moved to go and collect the bright colored eggs that she saw in the nest. It wasn't really all that difficult, and she found it all to be rather whimsical, just a spot of fun. Still, while doing so, she noticed that her chakra reserves were dropping below optimal levels. Perhaps they'd better rest up soon, to restore some of that missing chakra, so they could continue on at top performance levels. After all, they were in foreign territory now. Not only the people could be hostile, but the environment as well.

In the nest was four more eggs, and she picked them up, adding them to the one she already had. In addition to her Pink/Green egg, she now found in the nest were eggs in pink, red, orange, and yellow. Usually one for more fun than this, Nozomi was oddly satisfied with what she had with her. A hunt would be fun, but at the same time, she didn't want to waste too much time from their mission. Placing them on the ground in front of her, Nozomi slumped to the ground, resting her back against the tree the eggs had been in.

She would wait until Yomi was back, so they could continue onwards with their mission, and took the moment to gain a bit of rest.

Yomi would cautiously approach the silver egg with every ounce of coordination in her body. There was still room for error, and to lose such a prize and be left in the crammed tunnel would be a waste. Cradling the egg gently it would appear there were no tricks or traps to be activated. It would end up in her possession, the lump of silver being a true silver egg. For Yomi she had earned her prize. But the hardest part had just begun. How was she going to get herself out of this tunnel? With no room to turn around there was little chance she could scale herself out. But that was a challenge she would have to face on her own, or perhaps with aide of her allies.

Oh good, so despite getting her egg, she got stuck in an underground tunnel without much maneuvrability. Though rather than getting backwards, she squirmed forwards, knowing now that it was obviously spacious in front of her and not at her back. With that in mind, she might just use one of her techniques from that new loacation to just burrow through the ground and perhaps even end up somewhere new. It was all a hassle though for Yomi, who now without contact with the team and underground, had to find a way out for herself.

Eventually she did manage to get out of the tunnel and into the open space, but had to hold onto the tunnel's edge when realizing that she'd drop down for quite a bit if she hadn't caught the edge of it. "Damn, what now?"

27/42

Very content, Nozomi couldn't help herself: She started to fall asleep where she sat. The nice breeze of the coastal air, the warmth of the sun, and the shade from the tree all combined into a nice and calming sensation. It was somehow different from that of Kirigakure's usually more brisk air, even though so much of the surroundings were still quite similar. It was nice to be somewhere different, somewhere new.

She wished Yomi would hurry up and get back, but she could use some rest now and realized how badly she needed it. "Hey guys, I think we should set up camp and recover a bit. It's been a long day, even though we just kinda got here." she called out. If anyone was inclined to answer her in the affirmative, she'd simply curl up and take a nap.

Otherwise, she'd remain awake, although she wasn't happy about that.

Day:29/42

Kotsubo didn't know what the two were doing with all this egg business, but while they were going about he continued to have a look at the temples, trying to learn anything substantial for their next plan but it was just the same, citizens just going in and out of those temples. He still couldn't see any guards or lookouts however, seeing the population that's going around the temples he would assume guards would be around but they weren't, from what he can see. He'll go with the idea that aren't any guards, but he'll be cautious just in-case for when they start moving through the valley.

He walked back down to where he saw Nozomi, it seems her business was wrapped up with the eggs, he thought it would be better to not ask her about that and just proceed with the mission. He heard Nozomi's call out though to set up camp, and he thought it wasn't a bad idea, since he's still unsure about something with the temple. He'd need time to figure out and go with a plan that he believes is the best course of action. "I agree, no need to rush this mission." he sat down a few steps away from Nozomi, and just sat there quietly, still thinking on the mission, but a few thoughts had drifted up about Yomi. He wasn't worried much about Nozomi, as it seems she's a bit more reasonable but with Yomi... he'll have to keep a close eye on her, Kotsubo knows the way he lives, he has a high chance of dying one day but he doesn't plan to be stabbed in the back by some Chuunin with something to prove.

He waited for Yomi to come along though, and hopefully continue to discuss the mission with both of them, and then see if they can get a good sleep in before they execute the mission.

She could actually still hear Nozomi make the rolecall, so that meant she wasn't far from their location, but to get out, she had to make one heck of a jump and punch through solid rock or something like it at the very least. This whole egghunting thing had had her doing quite some crazy stuff, but she got away with some beautiful stuff in the end, allowing for her antics to at least have some sort of excuse. However, she was not about to completely give up on the mission though.

Searching Kumo was fine and all, but there was most certainly more to it than expected, otherwise they'd have probably gone to the first best guide to ask directions, but no...they were being secretive, so this mission wasn't exactly a friendly one either. Not a problem, but certainly a complication when things went south.

With a few punches, Yomi managed to make a hole right above her in the layer of dirt and plantroots, noticing that as she crawled out, she ws practically on the other side of the lake near the temple, quite further than she had expected, meaning the hollow network probably connected somehere near her compatriots as well. "F, I need to get all the way to the other side again, the F kind of place did I stumble on, If all those tunnels are connected, this could be interesting."

day 30/42

[OOC: I will be taking charge of the NPC guards since Noz is in your group :> ]


A trio of masked, cloaked individuals moved in a loosely kept group throughout the treeline. They were actively seeking a small party of invading scouts. Kumogakure's own scouting network noticed this long in advance, notifying the guard unit when they checked into the outpost. From there on they were on a mission. The guard unit were somewhat diverse. Their heights varied with the female in the group being the shortest. They all wore the standard black sandals and loosely fit black pants, some wrapping the ends of their pants in white bandage wrap to secure the bottoms. They opted the standard load-out many Shinobi carry. A blue holster strapped to their right right, two holsters on their right side, and a hip pouch around their back. It seemed the most basic of Shinobi gear served the most useful for these veterans.

A standard mesh shirt and black top accompanied with a dark gray flak jacket, a separate model from the casual white jacket worn by many units. The gray jacket served as a heavy duty model, suited much more for direct confrontation. Being an elite guard unit, combat was almost a daily occurrence to these guys. A long black cloak covered every detail about their body from the neck and below. Their hand movements, load out, gear, clothing and everything essential to knowing your opponent was conceal with one simple piece of clothing. This was topped by a set of face masks: a bear, a fox, and a cat. They were white porcelain and painted with a bold golden paint. At the tops of each mask they were engraved with Kumogakure's village symbol.

"There. Slow down." The squad immediately halted their pursuit taking cover behind their nearest resource. Two of them chose a tree while the last crouched deep inside a bush. The group was a mere sixty meters from their target. One blonde and the shark boy. But where is the third woman... The captain looked at his squad mate along the tree with him awaiting orders. The man pointed at him with a set of four fingers, then followed up by pointing two towards the tree top. The man nodded in silence as he ascended into the treeline grabbing a foothold on an extending branch. The Captain have the remaining female member of the group to stay put and act as a rebound or support when needed.

The men closed in on the area. It was the best moment to strike, despite not knowing of the third person's whereabouts. The blonde was asleep as the shark man was resting, sitting with his legs crossed. There were no precautions taken to trigger any sort of alarm. They were as vulnurable as ever. The men approached using their years of obtained stealth to creep up on the two. They felt the surface they were stepping on with each step doing everything their skill permitted to make the least noise possible. Finally the two arrived at the tree behind the presumed Jounin of the squad. The flak jacket among Genin made you a prime target. The captain moved around the tree using chakra on his hands and feet to scale around to the front of the tree to be directly behind the shark man. The other man descended using the same stealth to ground level remaining behind the tree for cover. He waited for the audio cue from the captain before moving in.

The Captain, being on his vantage point as well as completely exposed began to execute his plan. Sliding his arm out from his cloak he held it out to his side. His hand was clenched like a claw. In a sudden dash he lunged out to the Jounin's flank. Timing his actions precisely he activated his technique. Lightning crackled as a tracer as left in his descent. The man aimed to grab the Jounin by the back of his neck. To do this he would have to go through the additional effort of reaching into the collar of his neck guard. This was as a form of safety measure to prevent executing the Jounin by not delivering electricity directly into his cranium. Their current goal was to disable and question the foreign invaders, though if situations permit, death was always a viable option. The two remaining members of the ANBU dispatchment knew their roles well and remained on standby until the situation permitted.

Captain:

Male Anbu:

Female Anbu:

Kotsubo waited patiently for their late third squad member to come, looking around him occasionally in his spot to see if she'll show up. "All that attitude about following the mission to the letter seemed to be a ruse, she's gone off somewhere." he looked at Nozomi a few times to see the blonde sleeping peacefully, without a care in the world. "Guess I'm on guard duty for the nigh- hmm?" something odd had picked up on his ears, he might've been imagining things but he thought he heard clothes moving around. "Yomi? no... she wouldn't be so quiet, who's this?"

He started to rely on his sense of smell rather then his ears, he picked up about... at least two people closing in on the area, judging by the fact that Kotsubo had a bit of a hard time hearing them move in, it's someone skilled in stealth for sure. It might've been a bit too early to assess it, but he would place an educated guess that someone has been sent to deal with Kotsubo's squad, they would consider it a foreign threat so whoever is creeping up on them is probably Chuunin at the very least.

Kotsubo played along for now, and pretended to have no clue to their presence, waiting for the instant that they'd try to strike him so he'd give them a surprise of his own. He started to rely on his sense of hearing again to hear when their clothing would lightly move again. As soon as he heard the sudden dash towards him however, he instantly rolled over to his left and rotated behind him to see the masked man, when the man's arm would come into reach Kotsubo would attempt to grab the man's lower wrist of the arm he reached out, Kotsubo trying to avoid contact with the electrified hand, if successful Kotsubo would hold the wrist tightly in place with his strength, so the man wouldn't try to rotate his hand around to touch Kotsubo's own arm.

Kotsubo would then place his spare hand on the handle of his sheathed sword, he hasn't unsheathed it but rather he's showing he's ready to fight if it goes to it. "Oh my... a masked ninja? what are you doing here?" he didn't call out the other person he smells hiding behind the tree. He wanted them to feel like they're the ones in control, to get more information out of them that way before the situation might escalate to a fight.

Nozomi's trained ears heard the tiny scuffle, waking her up from her sleep instantly. Her eyes shot open, but she didn't make a move just yet, preferring to watch the proceedings rather than join in herself. A ninja meant that she would get to see Kotsubo actually fight. "Let's see what you really got Kotsubo." She said, sitting up and folding her arms, legs crossed. It was obvious she wasn't looking to interfere with this match just yet.

He could prove to be quite strong, in which case he would be something to look forward to fighting, or he could show a weakness that she thought he had already. After Makahshi, her view of Jounin was greatly diminished. If that man could become one, then anyone could. He wasn't anything special, and she doubted Kotsubo or this other man was either.

She had finally reached the surface and from her position, Yomi could see something was amiss. Though still easily a few dozen meters away from the spot at which Kotsubo and Nozomi had taken their time to camp out, the chuunin could notice something ill-fitting with the green of the surrounding forestry: something white and gold; alluding to either bluster and pride or sheer arrogance coming from whomever it was that tried to ambush her current teammates. Surely, she cared not as much for Kotsubo as she did for the young shinobi at their side.

With a cold rage rising within her gut, Yomi jumped into the water with her rebreather allowing her to remain under water for the entire length. She wouldn't allow them to hurt Nozomi, she wouldn't allow them to take away her prize, her prestige, her prey. Nozomi was hers and if the girl was ever to die, would only be by the hand of someone who either had the right to it or the actual power, but not to some sneaky, arrogant ambushers.

Swimming through the lake, Yomi hoped she'd each the location in time, for not only was this an affront to herself, but to her nation if those two were to lose against these strangers.

From the treeline the Captain assaulted the Jounin with his lightning technique. The man would narrowly miss his target, a bit surprised her did not get the drop on the resting Jounin. These emotions were hidden behind the stolid mask he wore giving him a less-than-human appearance. The ANBU Captain did not struggle or make any effort to avoid being grappled by the Kirigakure Jounin. As he snagged his wrist the Captain turned his head to face the Jounin directly. The crackling lightning in his palm slowly receded into nothingness. Kotsubo would attempt to speak to the ANBU, though only being answered by a dead gaze. The Captain's mask provided no outlet for any human feature to be exposed. The eye sockets were even designed to shadow out the wearer's giving nothing but an emotionless, blackened stare to their foe.

The rambling of the Jounin did trigger the Captain's reinforcement. The slight muffle of struggle paired by the unfamiliar voice led the male ANBU to believe their initial plan was compromised. In a tremendous leap the ANBU male jumped five meters into the air. His presence would be reckoned as he passed through the leaves of the treeline scattering a few leaflets in his wake. The man drew a kunai from his holster embracing the iron grip of the rugged, standard issue dagger. He did this while simultaneously retrieving a stack of four shuriken from his hip pouch in his off hand. As he began to descend his cloak would flare open revealing every tell of his actions. From the start of his descent he arced his left arm releasing the gathered shuriken. The dark gray iron disks soared from the ANBU's grasp in a downward attempt to bombard the shark man.

The shuriken flew in an unpredictable pattern, corkscrewing and becoming ever-so more difficult to parry. The final result would be two of them striking the man's torso, one on the inside of the man's arm that was holding his ally, and the final shuriken being aim to strike the side of the man's face. Of course these locations would not be revealed until the nearest last moment of impact, such skill only achieved by dexterous, skillful foe. The shuriken would hit their mark just before the male ANBU was within striking range. Having his kunai held in both hands he would attempt to drive the dagger deep into the flesh before his clavicle sending all twelve inches of iron into his body. Such an attack would be severely incapacitating to the average man. Given the size and suggested strength of the Jounin it would be assumed he would survive. If not, it was simply one less person they had to worry about and question.

Finally the female ANBU, who was doing her job in the back field of the clearing where combat was taking place had just finished surveying the land for the seventh time since her team has moved out. A little less than a hundred meters away she caught sight of the lake, which was most recently disturbed. It was an odd attraction which begged for her investigation. The ANBU female swiftly moved throughout the forest not worrying about being detected by those currently fighting. Letting the invaders get distracted would perhaps serve beneficial for her allies. The ANBU female located herself nearest to the small lake behind one of the few trees a dozen meters or so from the shore. In this position she still had access to the fight. She was closer than she was previous, and now she could survey the lake for any strange activity.

Captain:

Male Anbu:

Female Anbu:

Kotsubo still held his grip on the masked man's wrist tightly, expecting an answer but only met the masked ninja's cold gaze into his eye sockets. "The silent treatment, hm?" he said, Kotsubo then suddenly saw a few leafs flying from the treeline and saw the second masked man in the air, grabbing a few shurikens and already saw what he had planned. "Oh, hello to you too." Kotsubo showed a surprisingly calm attitude the entire time, Kotsubo used his strength to push away the masked man's arm that he's holding, trying to throw him off balance but it wouldn't make him fall over or anything, Kotsubo then quickly jumped to his right in order to dodge the incoming shurikens, but still saw the masked man flying down on Kotsubo with one kunai he's holding with both hands

Kotsubo drawed out his Shinobigatana with his spare hand that was already on the handle, focusing on the masked man's kunai tip and started to aim his katana's flat side to where he would predict the man's kunai tip to land.

Kotsubo's stuff:

Forced to tunnel through the ground, forced to dig my way out, forced to swim to reach the others. Yes, I've been forced to do a lot this time, but there's one thing I won't accept: not letting loose.

Slowly, Yomi moved out of the water, she tried to look around, trying to spot at least one of those overly obvious masks and the golden trimming nearby. The corners of her lips curled upwards, even though she did not see anyone nor had the impression that anyone had seen that she had jumped into the water of the lake, she was still happy...deciding that perhaps she could lure someone out if there was anyone. With her clothes soaked and her mind slowly going blank, the chuunin was revealing her true self, the person she was when a few years ago, she killed both of her parents just to prove a point: that they were weak and not worth living in Yomi's ideal world.

"I hate weak people... I hate people hiding and not facing me in person," She tried to taunt, hoping that should anyone be around they might at the very least make a move or anything to show their presence. Clenching her hands into fists and released them again, repeating this process a few times she tried to calm herself just enough not to make dumb mistakes. Suddenly stomping her left foot on the ground and holding her arms backwards, smiling rather madly, she suddenly let out a loud roar. "Let me have some fun will ya!!!"

With the water nearby, she suddenly chuckled and placed her hands together, concentrating tendrils of chakra towards the lake behind her, carefully avoiding to use the water which had soaked her clothes. "I'll have to show just how terrifying the shinobi of Kirigakure can truly be." A thick fog started to rise up from the water, covering a massive portion of the forest due to the constant supply of water. The hiding in the mist technique was the first step and even if it reached Kotsubo and Nozomi, Yomi knew that both of them would most likely know this to be a sign that Yomi had arrived and that the time for a counter attack had arrived. So, wether or not anyone was nearby had now become less of an issue, since Yomi herself would now be more than capable of reaching the camp in a sneaky fashion.

With the mist envelopping her, the chuunin swiftly calmed her breathing and started to focus on her surroundings all the while removing her presence from the equation, slowly starting to move to the edges of the forest with a smile on her face. "Let the fun begin."

Chakra: 117

Techniques/abilities used/active
Hiding in the mist
Silence is Golden 1/3

Note:
Remove presence from anyone with perception B tier or lower
lower perception Yomi by 1 tier for 3 posts 1/3

The Captain remained quiet not to bother speaking to the Kirigakure Jounin. There was nothing he had to say to him aside from idol conversation. Something that may distract him and his work. He had to stay at full guard. As his squad-mate ascended into the air his actions were enough to draw the attention of the Jounin. It was a fatal mistake on his end. The Captain watched as the shark man lifted his head to admire distraction purveyed by his team mate. Taking his eyes off the Captain allowed him to quickly retaliate. Bringing his back leg around he would aim to strike the most open and debilitating weakness he exposed: his neck. The ANBU Captain's shin would attempt to strike the Jounin's throat with full force. Such a blow would be incapacitating to most leaving him winded and struggling for their muscles in their trachea to operate again. Although serving as less of an issue for the shark man it would certainly leave him temporarily stunned.

This would leave a window for the ANBU Captain to break from his grasp and retreat a couple meters back in a shallow, dignified hop back before readying himself back in a combat stance. If Kotsubo was unable to respond directly to the ANBU descending from above he would be further debilitated by having a kunai plunged deep into his trapezius.

At the lake the female ANBU remained dormant listening to her surroundings. She was well aware her threat could be anywhere. Even underground. As Yomi ascended from the water, despite being careful, the sound of water running off her body and into the lake was inevitable. The woman instinctively turned around facing the back of the tree. She performed a series of five hand seals before extending her arms out, fingertips inches from the bark. A blue-white flash would occur in the wake of the lightning coming out as several bolts in a powerful torrent. The bolts would rip through the tree's front with no effort splintering the wood as it zipped past it approaching Yomi in the same sense of speed. The top of the tree would fall to the side, its fall causing birds in the canopy to scatter as well as making a notable presence to those fighting on the other side. The electricity would deliver tremendous shock to the Chuunin to incapacitate her. The water on her body would also aide in attracting the lightning thus singing her flesh slightly if connected. What would be left is a petrified, white-eyed woman with frizzy air and smoldering skin. She would live, only to collapse forwards in unconsciousness.

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