[Sai Shō]

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Maybe it was the dead-pan expression on her face that seemed forever cemented... or maybe it was the elegant scent that he perceived as roses whilst her sword techniques tore his clothing to pieces. Either way, there was one particular Kirigakure kunoichi that Shō had recently seen wandering around the Mist Village, one that he explicitly remembered losing to during the Chūnin Exams the year prior, who unfortunately had conjured the unintentional curse of Sai Shō's infatuation for the time being... and her name was Yamaguchi Kyoko. "Time check, seventeen twenty-eight on the dot...", the pathetically desperate lad thought to himself as he attempted to blend in with a thick brush that lined both sides of a gravel pathway that led from the Mizukage headquarters to the residential division of the village.[break][break]

Despite the air typically being polluted with a thick mist from the surrounding bodies of water, it was colder on this day to the point that the droplets couldn't hang freely, and thus the Sun peered through with a satisfying glaze as it started to fall toward the horizon. Sadly for Shō, this commonplace lack of visibility did him exactly no favors for what he was trying to achieve. "Ehh, maybe she took a different route today...", he mumbled as his fingers played with themselves from the concealment of the greenery. The road wasn't completely barren, as a few pedestrians strolled by here and there, and each time Shō made sure to peek his little white-haired head up to scan from left to right, only just to be disappointed. "*sniff* *sniff*...Wait a second, she's gotta be close...", he reassured himself as a single nostril flared up twice, catching a whiff of familiar odor that he strongly believed to be hers.[break][break]

Ever since the day he encountered her guarding the Mizukage's office when he was tasked with dropping off a recent mission debrief, the Silver Horn made it his own mission to learn more about the one who had given him such a hard time during the Chūnin Exams. For the time being, the best he could do was narrow her scent down to this precise throughway, although he had done this several times before and she never showed. However, he had a feeling that this was a notably fortuitous day, nevermind the fact that he hadn't thought far ahead as to what he would do once she actually showed up. Perhaps it was just the sight of her that would be satisfactory enough for him, since it was unlikely he had the courage to step up and actually introduce himself to her. Meanwhile, on a nearby bench sat an elderly old man, who had only taken a moment to rest on his long walk to enjoy the scenery. Instead, he glanced over and had noticed the bizarre teenager poking his head back and forth repeatedly from the thicket. "What in the.... I'll tell ya, kids sure are weird nowadays..."[break][break]

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[Ryo Koshutora]

TORARyo Matters in the village were a rare time Ryo walked around the streets lined with other common people and shinobi alike. For him it was a break in routine. At this point his entire life had been devolved in refining his strenght that he kind of just had two states of being. On and off. If he wasn't sleeping he was breaking his back in grueling training. The red headed sage would thus mostly try to keep his visit there short and meaningful, but could not help and be curious as he stumbled into an old man grumbling about kids... and said kid doing...what the hell was he doing actually. While the sage didn't think people would infiltrate the mist, it always be a possibilty. He could just check it out real quick and be done anyway. Thus, he circled around and walked closer from behind. Man the guy was just tunnel visioning so hard to not see him coming his way. Stopping in the near vicinity, he tapped the guy on the shoulder. "What the hell are you doing? Are you okay?" Ryo mused, not really bothered of sudden retaliation. That would be grounds to flex his muscles a bit... and he loved doing that.

[Mayonaka Homare]

Homare is walking towards the Mizukage's office, on the lookout for any missions she could take with her new team in order to try out her abilities while also trying to make some money. She had no doubt that the missions she could take would be easy enough for herself to handle alone, but she knew that the Mizukage expected her to work with her new team, despite there not being a third genin for them just yet; she'd heard that there was supposed to be a graduation ceremony for the Academy soon, so they would likely get at least one new genin from the batch. The Mayonaka kunoichi uses her top right hand to brush her dark blue hair with her fingers, looking somewhat bored, with her lowest pair of arms crossed over her chest and her middle pair of arms clasped behind her back in order to keep them out of the way. When Homare herself had been in the Academy, this was similar to how she'd kept her arms hidden in her baggy clothing, before she'd graduated and decided to make herself well-known as a member of the Mayonaka clan. Her appearance often garnered odd looks, but at least with her clothing, she didn't look quite like a monster.

Homare stops outside of the Mizukage building, straightening her clothing and brushing any dust off her white kimono, while also ensuring the purple floral pattern over her left shoulder is visible. The vermilion corset around her waist is cinched nice and tight, and her dark blue bodysuit underneath is nice and unwrinkled, along with the sleeves on each of her six arms of the same color. Her dark blue headband on her forehead is nicely visible, as well. She even makes sure her sword and axe are hanging cleanly on the sash at her waist. Her heels click on the dust of the trail to the Mizukage's office, with her dark blue shorts not visible under her kimono, but there just in case. Of course, she probably doesn't need to make sure her weapons are in place; they'll likely be removed before she gets to the Mizukage's door, even the weapon pouches on either of her hips. And that's when she notices some stranger's head peeking out of a bush, causing her blue eyebrows to furl. What kind of oddball would be sneaking around in the bushes almost right outside of the Mizukage's office building.

As an introvert, Homare wants nothing to do with it. But someone hiding in the bushes like that could be a security concern, and although it would have taken a lot for some stranger to get into the bushes and not just go straight into the Mizukage's office on an assassination attempt, that doesn't mean that isn't their intention. The blue-haired woman takes a deep breath and decides she has to get over her aversion to direct conversation with other people eventually, and she might as well start here, with this... strange person.

"You there! What do you think you're doing!"

Of course, it didn't help that she was pointing to some old man sitting on the bench instead of directly at the strange person creeping in the bushes with her upper right hand. The elderly fellow quickly hops up and moves away, but Homare's light pink eyes are trained directly on that bobbing head, intensely focused on her self-imposed "mission" of confronting this stranger for their odd behavior. She doesn't even notice the redheaded boy sneaking up to him from behind at the same time, and so they're both confronting him, unaware of the other for the time being, and both of them focused on this odd white-haired person snooping around in the bushes.

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Working for the Mizukage had its perks and downsides most of which was making sure he didn't get himself into precarious situations. Not that he probably needed either Daichi or Kyoko's help anyway being how strong he was, but the fact they were even there had to mean something about their abilities right? So she always put her work to the forefront of her mind and kept a level head despite the hardships that came from it. Today in particular she found herself staying a little bit later than usual. Finishing up some stuff before the shift change or her dismissal for the day of her duties. Though if she had to guess this was mostly because Daichi wanted some alone time with the Mizukage. She would never mention it to her brother, but she saw some of the glances he gave him. [break][break]

Leaving the office things seemed like they were gonna be the same as normal, but after a bit of walking, she began to hear a commotion coming from ahead. Grabbing her bo staff, but not retracting it, she rushed over to the noise to see what was going on. When she reached the scene she saw a girl pointing at an elderly man and what looked like some redhead sneaking up on a bush. What was even going on? Putting on a stern face she would shout, "What seems to be going on here?" A demanding presence to her tone she normally didn't have, but with how close it was in proximity to the Mizukage's office she felt she needed to do this.

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Patiently he waited, his eyes peering as he focused on observing both sides of the walkway since his enhanced sense of smell had reassured him that she was near. Begrudgingly, he did take note of the boring elderly man glancing over at him and mumbling to himself, but he didn't care, he was on a mission. Things were seemingly going in his favor, even though he hadn't concocted a plan once the girl would appear, until he felt a tap on his shoulder and the voice of a male standing at his rear.[break][break]

"Hmmmm?", he groaned as he turned his head slightly to catch the red-headed lad in his peripheral. Shō paused for a moment, as he contemplated who and where he had seen this person before. While it was blatantly obvious how strange he looked in this situation, the Kirigakure headband that gleamed the rays of sunlight from his left bicep would serve as a reminder that he was a friendly.[break][break]

Before he could respond to the enigma, the previously stated inquisition somehow echoed from another location; Shō turned his gaze back to the sidewalk to witness a descendant of the Mayonaka clan pointing and speaking to what appeared to be the old man. "W-wait a second...! I'm not doing anything wrong!", the old man panicked, as he sprung from the bench and started backing away from the girl. It wasn't until he moved that Shō realized just exactly who she was talking to.[break][break]

"You've got to be kidding me... how unlucky." Shō sighed, as he scratched his head and then stood to his feet, his burly frame standing out like a sore thumb from the low brush. Once again, words were just milliseconds from spilling from his mouth before he heard a fourth voice, but this time, he knew exactly who it belonged to. "K-Kyoko...!", he thought to himself as his eyes widened at the appearance of the one he had been tailing for the past few weeks.[break][break]

The Yamaguchi kunoichi's thunderous request caused Shō to swallow out of nervousness, but he didn't let it petrify him for too long, as he shook his head to snap himself out of the sorcery so that he could step out onto the pathway. He was no stranger to putting on an act, and it was if there ever was a time to shine, it was now.[break][break]

"You have nothing to worry about," he shrugged with his hands up, "I was just making sure there were no suspicious characters around here... you can never be too safe, really." he said sarcastically. Though his attitude was composed, the ridiculousness of his statement was sure to fall on deaf ears. However, it didn't really matter, as the truth was he was buying time to surmise exactly what he wanted to say to Kyoko.

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[Ryo Koshutora]

TORARyo Well, wasn't this some kind of funny little reunion of little critters. Ryo could read the room pretty well, this was just some kind of young man with a crush on someone. Nothing inherently dangerous, provided the guy knew his boundaries. He chuckled at the excuse the guy gave. It was really amusing. "You do know that you are pretty suspicious doing... whatever you are doing?" He pointed out to the guy, before looking back at the whole thing and seeing there were other people around. One of them seemed to be the lady the guy was most likely fawning about. The tiger sage just took a step back and leaned against the nearest wall with a grin on his face. He had little more to add to the conversation, but he was more than happy to stay awhile and listen. He was curious on how this would settle and resolve. The guy got himself in quite the pickle...

[Mayonaka Homare]

Homare is rather surprised by the sudden intrusion by a woman wearing a black hoodie and tights, along with black tabi and the Kiri headband used to tie one of her locks of hair up, so at least the six-armed woman is aware that she's a Kiri ninja, same as herself. She also seems to be holding some kind of little metal stick, but she barely pays attention to that detail as she continues pointing at the old guy, realizing it probably looks a little bit odd, and the old guy seems to take the accusation to be personally aimed at him, but Homare brushes him aside so she can keep pointing at the bush with the guy hiding inside.

"N-not you, sir! There's someone in that bush right there!"

Then the man stands up, towering over both her and the other girl that had showed up with some kind of metal pipe, and Homare considers grabbing a weapon herself before he apparently recognizes the other girl, even calling her by name. This is confusing for Homare, who's never met either of the two of them, much less the other odd person that had apparently been sneaking up on the dude from behind as well. This was getting more and more insane for her, and she had no clue what to make of this.

"Erm... Miss Kyoko, is this... person a friend of yours?"

His excuse made no sense to her, nor to the other boy around her age with the bright blue eyes and red hair, though the hair color was far less outstanding than the strange tattoos that seemed to cover almost all of his body with stripes, somewhat similar to a tiger. Not that she'd ever seen a tiger before now, only in wildlife pictures. The situation was insane, and just like the redhead, Homare herself decides it's best to take a step back and just watch, since this drama didn't seem to directly involve her, and it would be quite rude to get right in the way. Instead, she relaxes her stance and moves back a bit, though still staying within range to hear what was going on; she at least decides to stay upwind of the odd man with the obtrusive eyelashes, after getting just a little whiff of his body odor nearly made her gag. Although her pointing and accusations had been rude, it would have been far more rude for her to lose her lunch from the man's stench.

[Yamaguchi Kyoko]

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Seeing who was involved in this scenario caused Kyoko to audibly sigh in annoyance. "Great," she would mutter to herself getting out of her fighting stance and putting her bo staff away. She knew he was following her ever since the exams when she beat him to a pulp, but she figured it was harmless and didn't do anything about it. After all, no one else seemed to comment about his presence before now so why should she care about his presence? Yet now he was involving other shinobi and an elderly civilian for no reason so she had to take care of this.[break][break]

First drawing her attention to the other female of the group she would respond to her question, "Acquaintance at best." A bit blunt in her words she was at least honest that she knew of him, but the two of them being friends was certainly something she wouldn't put as a label between them. Turning her attention to the redhead she would add, "He's harmless let him be." After that, she would turn to the boy in question, "How many times are you going to do this Sho?" walking over to him she would give him a small smack on his forehead and add, "I can take care of myself you don't have to constantly watch me. if anything you should care for your safety. People around here might get the wrong idea about you." Looking over at the people around them she would wave her hand around to them and continue, "though it looks like that has already passed. So what do you have to say for yourself?" A little harsh maybe, but it was getting annoying his little stalker behavior and with others nearby at least she would have some backup on approaching him about this should he grow hostile.

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