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Listening intently as the Tsuchikage briefed them on what details he had in regards to their mark, the kunoichi stowed the information away, picking it apart as best she could as she let the man finish. It was an interesting feeling being in the man's presence, he was simultaneously emitting an air of weakness and an sense of power. It wasn't traditional power, she knew. No, Kobuto was something of a trickster, and every bit a strategist and tactician. In his own way he was a force to be reckoned with.

She admired him.

[color=#534730][B]"Yes sir, we'll work with what we have. Thank you for taking the time out of your day to brief us,"[/B][/color] her tone was respectful, though serious. She glanced to her teammates, [color=#534730][B]"I'll keep things together,"[/B][/color] she stated simply, turning her head back to the man, though not to see him. It was a gesture of respect more than anything else. It wasn't as if she could [I]see[/I] anyways, and it wasn't because of the [I]mask[/I] covering her eyes either.

Bowing her head to the man for a brief moment to show her respect, Shirayuri then turned around, her head aiming at her teammates a moment before she passed them and left the room. It was her way of saying [i]follow[/i]. The two would be quite used to her curt nature by now, so they'd likely take no offense.

As she walked she rolled over what they knew. Their mark was a former shinobi of Kumogakure, and clearly had the surname of a rather prestigious clan from around that area. The Kanagata, masters of lightning and magnetism. They surely had one of the most versatile kekkei genkai in their country. She hadn't fought one of their kin before, it would prove...interesting, though likely more troublesome than anything else. [color=#534730][B]"Nobushige,"[/B][/color] she said, getting the man's attention before she spoke, [color=#534730][B]"Tracking, scouting the area. That's you. Strike from the shadows if possible, understood?"[/B][/color] She turned her head towards him as if she were looking at him, it was a formality. She couldn't see him with her eyes. She knew he was there through his chakra and the [I]mask[/I] that covered her eyes and ears. The device took utterly minuscule amounts of chakra from her, mostly to activate the chakra that was stored in it. This chakra was then converted into sound waves of varied frequency by seals and the object's mechanisms at which point they were released. She could release them in to a localized area, outwards in a sphere, or in a expanding cylinder around her.

It was more than just an asset, it was almost an advantage.

She waited for Nobushige to respond before turning her head slightly to appear as if she were regarding Mayumi. [color=#534730][B]"Mayumi, once we've located her base of operations, I want you to give us as much intel as your sharingan will allow before we go into this, understood? We'll decide additional roles after that point."[/B][/color] While most of what she said were delivered as statements or rhetorical questions, there was the unsaid option of adding to her plans, giving constructive criticism essentially. She was not so hard headed as to ignore good ideas or advice.

That would have been a fatal mistake on her part, and she did her best to avoid such missteps. It was her way. It had been for a long time and it would continue to be likely till the day she died. That was of course, if there was no reason to change.