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If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.

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Seijo Tametomo

Lady Commander Tametomo
Red Sage

@Grafroy Zeppeli @Nero @hatman1801



Kaminari Today




Seijo entered her room and locked the door behind her, sighing deeply at the thought of possibly having sent those three into a deathtrap. At least she could say she didn't send them into a deathtrap willingly.. and she was going to enter it herself as well. “Perhaps I'm getting suicidal, chasing some legendary weapon as if it's going to help us win the war..” she said as she placed her hand on her forehead, leaning back against the door. Slowly she got up again and looked around the room, her eye falling on a picture of Tarara by her nightstand.

Her feet carried her over to the nightstand, where her hand softly pressed against the glass frame of the picture. A single tear fell from her eye onto the concrete floor of the room, before Seijo's eyes tensed up in anger. Her teeth flashed as she felt anger well up inside of her, taking the place of the sadness she felt before.

Suddenly her other hand moved rapidly towards the frame, descending towards the nightstand. Tchk. A kunai stuck out from the place in front of the picture. She sniffed once in an attempt to stop the crying, before her voice rung out loudly. “BAKAYARO! Why did you have to die and leave me to do this!? I can't do this!” Her hands moved again to lean on the nightstand, to help herself stay upright. It didn't take long for her hand to shoot out towards the picture frame again, grabbing it tightly.

Her fingers were tense with strain as she held the wooden frame, so tense that she began to shake. Her eyes were filled with anger and sadness at the same time, producing an awful effect. Truly, she looked like she was capable of murdering even Yakoul at this stage. “BAKA!” she yelled as she turned around and threw the wooden frame against the wall, smashing the glass and sending it flying everywhere.

The picture slowly fell down to the ground, swaying side to side lightly, almost as if it was mocking Seijo's pathetic attempt at destroying it. It was characteristic, typical. Even in death, Tarara found ways to be Seijo's hero and at the same time her worst enemy. Defeated, she laid herself down on her bed, and fell asleep.



The next afternoon.

Chiyoko's theme


Seijo's authoritative footsteps echoed through the hallway as she approached the living quarters of those in her group. She first arrived at Nori's room, which was evidently closest to her on the right hand side. She knocked twice and then immediately entered the room, looking around to see if he was in there. “We're moving. Get ready.” She'd then walk out and not bother closing the door, leaving to go find Yudai. At his room she'd repeat the process, and the same went for Anzai. She'd meet them at the intersection of the hallways, standing there with a look that said that the guys should've been ready ages ago.

As soon as they were all ready she'd head out, not saying much as they walked out the main entrance of the small facility. She'd immediately head off in the direction of Amegakure, jumping through the trees, going branch to branch. “Approximated time of arrival will be within an hour. Move at average pacing. We don't wanna be tired when we arrive.” she said, looking sternly ahead. The casual demeanor of the woman she'd shown the night before was gone now, making way for the 'leader' figure that she was in reality. These were two chunin and a jonin, they should be able to keep up with her she thought. Little did she know she was pushing them hard - this mission was more of a task for 4 jonin. She was just gambling with their lives at this point, and was gambling on the idea that they'd not be seen or detected until it was too late for the Confederation to respond.

They would arrive at the Amegakure city border a little bit earlier than expected, allowing them to catch a slight breather before entering the city. The city was massive - there were large skyscrapers, in the style of old Amegakure but obviously heavily modernized. The old sewage system had been slightly reworked - there were now 'off limits' systems that were for sewage and drainage, and there were reworked sewage pipes that now functioned as improvised streets - mostly to gather attention from tourists.

But that's not why they were here. It was probably now that the three other companions of Seijo would notice the extra satchel on Seijo's hip, which hadn't been there the day before when they attacked the compound.



After 15 minutes of traveling, atop the Kohonjenpou Warehouses

Parade


Atop the warehouse sat the four shinobi, having gone undetected easily due to the large amounts of people, traffic and above all, shinobi, in the capital city of the Hamajo Confederation. It would require incredible, godlike skill, or a healthy dose of luck, would any of the Confederate shinobi have caught them slipping in between the mazes of the net. The four of them were now surveying the inside of the Warehouse, where several low rank shinobi were keeping guard. They had increased the amount of guards since the attack, but nothing incredible. It seemed that the Confederates were more wary of a strike on political head quarters, than a weaponry procurement operation. Or 'theft' as normal people might call it.

“I count eleven inside. One by the door, seven spread out in between the door and the vault, three at the vault itself. Between the door and the vault, there's aproximately 30 meters. We need to go in fast, kill or disable the guards and get in the vault.” By now the obvious question 'how are we going to get into the vault' might've arisen. Seijo's eyes locked with the vault for a long time before she looked up and let her gaze circle around the group of shinobi. “Nori. You'll be the important one in all this - I've not seen your capabilities yet so I can't put you in battle right away. That means you're on explosive duty.” Her eyes now went down to her side, where she grabbed the extra pouch she was wearing and tossed it to him. The toss was light, easy for him to catch, and for good reason too. One bad move and she might've just killed everyone on the rooftop.

“Careful with that. It's residue Senju-chakra, from the first Hokage himself. I stole it from the 11th corps when I made my exit out of Amegakure a long time ago. This is the last pouch we have left. And I guess you know that we can't make any more of it, since he's, well, dead. It has a special construct inside of the pouch, forcing the Senju chakra towards the back end of the pouch. This causes the pouch to explode in a similar fashion to, say, a hundred explosive tags, and the best part is it concentrates it all into one specific area. It's enough to break the vault door... twice. Just place it on the door, activate it and run.”

After instructing Nori on the usage of that pouch, she looked at Anzai and Yudai, trying to think of a battle plan. She was a fast thinker when it came to that, and a pretty good tactician if you gave her a few seconds to think of all the possible options. Thinking ahead was usually not one of her strengths in the grand scheme of things, but on a smaller scale like this, it was as easy as 1-2-3. “Okay, Yudai, we need to get rid of the guy by the door if we want a smooth entrance. So you're going to go underground and take that guy out from right under his nose. After that, me and Anzai come inside, with Nori right behind us. We can take out the guys in the middle, but we have to leave the three by the vault door to you, Yudai. Nori, you need to support Yudai if he can't handle it.”

“Anzai, you take the right half of the center of the warehouse. I'll take the left. Ready? Okay.. let's go.” she said, standing up straight now and walking to the end of the warehouse that had the exit below it. Once there, she'd let herself drop down, looking at the door and waiting for Yudai to work his magic.

THERE YOU GO.
Good boy.



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Look at the comments, decide for yourself what to change (if anything) and answer the few questions I had in the jutsu section and I'll accept him.
@Akai no Senshi Give me a minute to clear my table and finish my video and I'll go have a look.
@Blue Demon Hissatsu: Henge no Jutsu.

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@Akai no Senshi add an /indent at the very end of your CS and then put hiders and it will work.

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@Blue Demon Digging the avatar/signature combo.
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We'll be advancing today. @Tex That means I'm probably not gonna reply until we advance the plot, and that also means we'll probably not get to fight. @Nero same goes for you. Though, I feel like this'd be good material for a collaboration at some point. Agreed?
@Lost in my Mind You're up to post buddy.
Seijo Tametomo

Lady Commander Tametomo
Red Sage

@GrafRoy Zeppeli @Nero @hatman1801



宏光 上妻




“Tsk. Keep that arrogance to yourself. If all goes according to plan tomorrow, we won't even be spotted.” she said to Anzai, semi-joking and semi-serious, before leaning on her arm casually and looking towards where Nori was standing. She wouldn't give Nori an answer but simply patted on the chair next to her. She then reacted to Anzai saying that the team seemed capable. “I have seen Yudai- speak of the devil.” Yudai then came along and introduced himself, asking for a seat at the table.

Seijo leaned back in her chair and with her foot kicked back the chair next to Anzai. She seemed more relaxed now than she would be in the field or during the talks. Hell, she seemed more relaxed than most other times. That was largely due to the fact that she was now in a more casual setting, with people she'd be working with tomorrow. It was pretty much her ritual for any mission - beforehand she hung out on her own or with teammates.. or Tarara, when he was still around. Then during the mission she could be serious.

“As I was saying, I've seen Yudai in action myself. Capable, killed an entire staircase of shinobi and then was humble enough to say it was Katsuko. That's what I like about him.” she said, looking at Yudai, staring into his eyes. She waited a moment before looking at Nori. “Now him, I've not seen him in action. That's good, because that meant he was out keeping the confederates off my back while I killed that commander.” She then locked eyes with Nori, trying to get a good look at how he'd respond to her praise. “Aside, he showed me the respect that I as a commander deserve. A solid understanding of hierarchy is how you advance in this world.” As she spoke the last words she'd look at Anzai again. “Isn't that right, Anzai-kun.”

His lack of respect for her command had annoyed her greatly, even if she had made some stupid jokes. She didn't dislike the man, nor like him, as was the same with most people in this base. Hence it'd be no great surprise she could go from enjoying someones company to sassing them out. “Anyway, you kids have a blast. I'm hitting the sack. Tomorrow is a big day. That gunbai will be ours.” she said, grinning at Nori, Yudai and Anzai. She slowly got up and walked away, but before reaching the door way, turned around and looked at the group. “Oh, and all our names have an i in it. Interesting.” Smiling to the two young boys, she turned around again and walked down the hallway towards her room. Atleast morale for the mission would be high. The chance of casualties was much higher, but she decided not to tell them that given their.. young age.



Higōhō Hyuga

Bastard
Hamajō Confederation

@nero





Higoho didn't look at Kaori as she spoke, simply toying around with his Hamajo Confederation chain that hung around his neck. “Ah. So everything was under control while you were in a genjutsu.” he said, finally letting go of the chain and looking at Kaori. “Interesting.” She continued by saying that she'd like to fight him. He couldn't help but grin, before bursting out in laughter. It wasn't loud enough to upset anyone or something, but seriously, her fighting him? “I just saved your life and now you want to fight me?”

Slowly he let his legs drop down onto the floor and stood up, looking at her from above. His long hair was put behind his shoulders, showcasing his full face. “I'm sure you want to fight me.” he said, looking her directly into her eyes. Not a look of love, or admiration, or even friendship. He was simply looking at her in a serious manner. “And I'm also sure you'll lose. Unlike the Uchiha, the Hyuga don't make a big deal of our dojutsu. But I can say with certainty that the Byakugan is better than any Sharingan.” He looked around for a bit, looking over Tetsuba's head as he was still sitting down, and noticing Setsuko was still there. He pointed at her and then looked at Kaori. “You're likely to find a match in her. She doesn't use the Byakugan.”

As he lowered his arm he couldn't wonder why she wanted to fight him precisely. “But she's a branch member, like me. There's no honour in defeating her. Same goes for me. So.. why would you want to fight me?”
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