[center][img]http://i57.tinypic.com/2e2ozra.jpg[/img] [h2][color=fuchsia][b]Aoi Don Maquia[/b][/color][/h2][/center] [hr] It was a couple of weeks after encountering her senpai now turned kohai once more that she'd have for the first time since the Ayame regime a Jonin worthy mission. By then she had gotten used to the Neo-Amegakure feel Konoha had adopted with the endless rain befalling the village, and it made her quite lazy to the idea. All that was needed was a boost from a certain taller girl to get a move on and find the motivation to get the job done. Aoi was made quite aware that this operation she was given in the utmost discretion would involve the degrading state of Kirigakure. The clown never really minded politics, she could barely understand them to begin with, but it seemed as though bad things were going on there and Ayame's speeches appeared to support the 'good cause' of the rebels. As such the masses were told to see this as a good action, the harlequin was of course one of these people to nab the bait. The contents of the missions were unknown anyway, the only information she had was that she'd give a hand to some higher ups along with other Jonin from her village and the water nation. 'Field trip' was the only thing she thought of when engaging in this mission. She left the leaf village alone as instructed, since unlike other shinobi sent to the civil war's aid she was stationed in a more secluded and concealed base camp. It fit her rank after all. She was excited to know who she'd be working with all the while wondering if the mission would involve getting wet, since it was the water nation and all. Finally reaching the docks coasting the massive sea that separated the shinobi continent from the water nation island. From there she'd find a contact, a small old lady that wouldn't speak a word, only holding a sign saying 'Clown', the code name the clown herself chose for this mission. They boarded a small tugboat, both of the alone. Aoi blathered on about her life and opinions to the old hag without a single response, but it didn't stop her. They went through interconnected rivers and canals once they'd traverse the sea. They were taking many random turns as if they purposely took the long way to avoid being followed. By then Aoi had taken a small nap to recharge her energy and be at full strength to release her life's story another time. Eventually they'd arrive at the center of a large lake somewhere in the nation. There was a deep fog instilled in the area, and it seemed natural, so she could only assume they weren't too far away from Kiri. After a few minutes of slow cruising, they finally cross path with a herd of small boast with a somewhat larger yacht in the center. She was dropped off on said larger boat and would be greeted with a young female rebel. She wore a red armband as they were known to wear. "[color=7ea7d8]Clown?[/color]" she asked bluntly. "[color=fuchsia]Erm ... Yup yup! That's me~ And who are youu~?[/color]" Aoi responded as whimsical as ever. "[color=7ea7d8]Uh-huh. Name's Fuegushi. My dad, Kirio Fuegushi wants to see you. You're the first in, any idea where your colleagues are?[/color]" she'd inquire. "[color=fuchsia]Hmmm, no I don't but they can't be that far~ I'm usually the fastest around teehee~[/color]" The harlequin answered with a condescending laugh mixed with an evident lack of seriousness in her tone. Se did pride herself over her how proactive she was and her general speed but she was also aware she was compared to other Jonin. She walked into the in bowels of the yacht and took a seat on one of the couches. She was in a living room with no one in it, not even the woman who greeted her. She just sat there, awkwardly, looking around to see if there was anything she could distract herself with. [@j8cob] [@Partisan] [@Lost in my mind] [hr] [center][img]http://oi62.tinypic.com/2ijruy9.jpg[/img] [h2][color=khaki][b]N.C.4[/b][/color][/h2][/center] [hr] There wasn't much to say about Gin Kakiyama's whereabouts. To Konoha, he was a traitor, to Kiri he was either a non-recognized shinobi due to his transfer or a possible threat with rumors surrounding his involvement in the rebel cause. He was a wanted man anywhere he would go at this point, and wanted shinobi were often a lot easier to capture dead than alive. Especially if they knew some rather disturbing information. N.C.4, known as Junshiro by the general public, knew how Gin operated and what he knew, and as such it would be natural that it'd be the field agent to handle and difficulties brought by the young man. However leads were low and Gin's priority went down a notch in Konoha's priorities when it became clear his word wouldn't be worth anything considerable with the rumors involving him. Nonetheless, a new lead brought some hope to the 11th corp grandmaster, Fujitora Choko, to finally closing this file. Yume Tenchi, quite a rigorous worker according to Fujitora, had picked up on his disappearance and was the more reliable source to pinpointing the location of the young man. The fact that Yume held a pivotal role in the direct involvement of Konoha in the rebel cause. After all, she was the descendant of the Mizukage many of the rebels used as symbol and model for their actions. This justified Fujitora conferring an agent to insure her survival through this ordeal. N.C.4, the 11th finest creation to date, would not hesitate to perform unthinkable things to complete the mission, all with great efficiency. They would already be at the gloomy outskirts of the Mist village early in the morning, scouting out for leftover hostiles in the desolate portions of the village. Many parts of the outskirts were hotspots for conflicts between citizens who took advantage of the real battle. The streets were riddled with trash while many homes were boarded up and were illuminated by primary sources of light such as fire. It felt like a jump to the past when they would witness the deafening silence of the neighborhood. It was the safest way to enter as no one would really pick a fight with them unless they encountered a few wildcards. "[color=khaki]I await to hear of your lead, Mistress Tenchi.[/color]" Standing on the roof of a two story house, the robot continuously gathered information on what it could see from the vantage point. All it wore were a turtle neck black top couple with fitting black jeans. Actually only its pale white face would contrast with the completely dark look it took. It was the best attire possible to get around unnoticed as long as it didn't wear some ski mask anyway. It slowly slid black combat gloves on each of its hands for it could already tell that they would not get through this unofficial mission without getting their hands dirty somewhere. [@Yorutenchi]