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Walking through the streets like this... With the bone plating below her skin exposed, the skin-deep patches her Dance of the Larch had not pierced when she had made her escape from the Senju's roots were covered in frost and some had started to fade in color, the blood frozen in most places. The one on her head still bled from time to time, though it was far from being fatal. She knew that much, she knew her own limits. She knew what her body and any other body could take before it was over. She was playing with fire, but she was definitely not going to be burned just yet. She would have had she engaged the Senju... Her gaze, however, held determination and exhaustion.
[break][break]The Mizukage's return to the inner city was one which caused murmurs and soon enough shinobi bearing the Yukigakure insignia upon them would appear. Minako herself would not be far from her lodging when they approached her. It seemed tempting to simply refuse them and tend to her own wounds for a bit while she recovered some of her strength, but... It was another chance to sow seeds which could benefit her cause later. No sense in lowering her defences and toying with her life this way if she had nothing come of it.[break][break]
It didn't take much. [break][break]
Her body had already taken quite a bit of punishment from the mushroom giant Yuuta had summoned, though some of the damage was definitely also caused by the brittle, subpar armor she had created. Stumbling was no great feat, but as she fell to one knee with a grunt and her one free hand came to break her fall, she quickly found hands pulling her up and the faint crackle of a walkie talkie could be heard, though the words were too faint for her to pick up on. Blue eyes settled on the nearest operative.[break]
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"Take me to your Lady. I will see the medic there..."[break][break]
They led her along and as they did Minako couldn't help but feel a certain sense of dejavu. The last time she had taken a beating it had been by Arizo's hands and she had been scared at the end of it. Scared Fuyumi wouldn't accept her into her arms and erase the pain and traces of the man. She did not feel fear now. She did not expect anyone to wave their hand and forgive her sins. It was a moment of opposites, where Minako couldn't help wonder how she had ever allowed herself to depend on anyone like that. She didn't stand and fall with one individual's praise. [break][break]

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[Yuki Shuka]

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eace was meant to reign over the days of the Chuunin Exams. A concord of ceasefire was set between all nations during it, an agreement to put aside petty squabbles in favor of properly testing the next generation, of mutually assuring the future of their collective villages. It was something of a point of pride, showing up the others, showing how strong you had trained your generation this year.

No leader was a fool. They knew by accepting others into their nation's borders they were playing risky games. But it was the sort of risky game that rarely lead to defiance, to actual trouble. That was why, despite all preparation for the worst, Shuka was still quite shocked when she received word from her guards that the Mizukage had been found bloodied and injured along the streets of Byakuya.

She accepted the request to meet her and arranged for a medic to come swiftly so that all would be prepared when Minako arrived. Shuka had attendants prepare tea and somewhere comfortable to sit, a fire set to warm her. The shinobi who had accompanied Minako showed her in and attempted to fuss and trouble, but Shuka was quick to shoo them, allowing the medic to have space to get to work.

Shuka stood before her and made an apology.

"Lady Kaguya, I am sorry for the trouble you have endured here today. Please tell me what happened." She'll sort out whoever did this swiftly, that's for sure.

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[Kaguya Minako]

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Her escort reacted swiftly and the strawberry blond woman felt embers she had thought smothered by the peace following the civil war flicker to life - the promise of battle was a breath of air, fanning the dying embers and restoring some life. Minako was older now, but the training her father had put her through was still there. She may have learned to don the shape of a political figure, a noble dressed in silks and gold, a leader with a sense of duty, but... Before that, she took the form of an instrument of war and it was the form in which she felt the most at home. At peace.[break][break]
Aquamarine eyes settled on the elder Yuki Lady as she offered her a seat. The torn kimono was pushed from her shoulders and revealed where the Gure's fungi had eaten away at her skin. Ivory patches of bone could have been mistaken for skin, but upon close examination, it was definitely bone. As the medic worked Minako would brush the dark hair of Yua's head to the side before she spoke. Her voice held the hard bite of the sea itself and the cliffs its waves crashed against. [break][break]
"The treaty has been broken. Konohagakure shinobi thought it wise to attack me while I was taking a stroll through the cherry park, when I et Gue Yuuta, we talked and I honestly thought all was well despite the animosity between our villages. But..."[break][break]
The woman sighed deeply and her shoulders sagged, the standoffish nature of her seat falling away. Her eyes would avoid the older female and fall upon the face of the baby in her arms, her blue eyes searching the large, innocent eyes peering up at her. [break][break]
"He attacked me. Scattered a cloud of spore over my daughter. I don't know how you do things in Yuki, but in Kirigakure? In my clan? Such an offense can't go unanswered. Actually, do you have a cloth and some water? We have some Gure clan members in Mizu no kuni, you have to wash the spores off or they linger..." [break][break]The request was aimed at the medic and Minako would have turned to face the medic as she made the request, only turning back once the medic had given their answer. [break][break]
"Another from Konohagakure would join, he assumed I had attacked the Gure. Said I would not have gone on a walk without escorts." She would scoff at the idea, a small tick pulled at one edge of her lip. "As if I am some pompous noble." Yua would fuss and turn in as the sound of her mother's harsh voice kept filling the room. It caused Minako to shift her attention for a moment, calming the babe before continuing, her voice softer and while it held a more positive note, the words were anything but. [break][break]
"It matters little what accusations he threw at me, all I can say is that I seemed to draw the short stick when it came to this battle between Gure Yuuta and I... I... I can't look past this. I offered to look past it in exchange for the Gure, but the Senju denied it..."
[break][break]A bitter look settled on her features and her blue eyes sought out Shuka's.
[break][break]"I know this is far from the ideal circumstances, but... Should Konohagakure decide to not heed my request, I do not foresee it ending well. I spoke with Lady Fourth she seemed open to an alliance between Yukigakure and Kirigakure, do you share her view? Would you and yours answer if Kirigakure called upon you?"

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[Yuki Shuka]

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n attack, in broad daylight, by one of Konoha's shinobi. It is at once a diplomatic nightmare and dream served up to her readily. Of course her rule would be greeted with such troubles. Given the context of the Konoha shinobi invading Yuki no Kuni, she could not help but wonder if Konoha had ill aims against her village. Were they hoping to assassinate Minako and attempt to pin the blame on Yukigakure? Or had it been the crime of a random fool? It reflected badly on Konoha either way. They would have to answer for this in some way.

The medic took a wet cloth, swiftly, and began to help tenderly clean the spores off of Yua, checking the poor infant over for wounds.

Shuka did wonder, idly, if Minako had prompted the battle, somehow. It would not be the first time someone with such political aims did something of the sort. The fact that she had her child with her made Shuka doubt the possibility, though. Some people would risk the life and safety of their child for glory, but the Mizukage did not strike her as the sort. Whether she had done so mattered little anyways. Shuka could not make such a proclamation without seeming callous and alienating an ally. Regardless of whatever might have happened to lead to the fight, Shuka intended to stand with the village leader, not the random shinobi who decided this brawl was wise.

"Such an attack on our land is unacceptable. There is an understanding of peace between all of us during this time and Konoha violating that harms everyone, you most of all, of course." She folded her hands in her lap as she contemplated what to say next, words carefully considered.

"I believe it would be ideal to avoid a confrontation with Konoha," she started. She would avoid bloodshed as long as she could in any situation, as that was what she had trained to do. However, some conflict was unavoidable. Attacking the leader of a village was something that could not be taken lightly. "However, I believe very few will support them after this. I would be glad to have Kirigakure as our ally and to come to your aid on this matter if necessary," she confirmed.

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The aid of the elder was appreciated -Yua did not seem to appreciate the sudden wipe down, though- and while she would never admit she worried, she did and it showed in the minute release of tension from her shoulders. Yua would fuss as Shuka spoke, Minako's attention would be split but once the babe was situated in her arms with a small hand clutching two of Minako's fingers awkwardly, it seemed Minako would be able to dedicate her attention to the woman. From what little Minako had interacted with the elder, she reminded her a little of Takamori. Experienced. Contemplative. Far from what Minako was raised to be, from what she was. However, the oddly timed offer was accepted. [break][break]
"We, along with Iwagakure, would sit on the majority of the sea trade routes. It'd be a strategic move. However... I can't say I do not want to strike a blow to Konohagakure for this... But war? I'd have to discuss with my council. It is... Likely though."
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The blue gaze was fixed on Shuka to gauge her reaction. She had idly retracted her fingers from Yua's iron grip and was holding her hands in hers. There was another matter to be dealt with now. An alliance. A thing they had touched upon in letters, but they had yet to have a proper conversation about it.
[break][break]"We may not have much spectacular to offer, but an alliance would mean better prices on livestock, naval aid and arguably a safer sea for both our people. Though, we, of course, expect something in return."[break][break]
This was not the same Minako who had met with the Lord of Takigakure, but that didn't mean she was ready to lay down and hand over everything she had to offer right off the bat. Especially not if Yukigakure did not grant them something of value in return.

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[Yuki Shuka]

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trike a blow. It is a casual way to refer to the violence done between nations. She is sure that any aggression would mean war, even if it is never referred to it in name. Battles of that sort are waged all the time. Where sly village leaders believe that so long as they do not call it a war, do not declare it such, then the people will not notice that it is war. It is an interesting tactic, but its use can only extend so far. If aggression breaks between the two villages, she's sure it will lead to war.

"Of course," Shuka agreed, at the request for something in trade. "We would, naturally, lend our military support if we were to make a formal alliance. We are well known for our weapons and building materials, which we can supply in trade for what you offer. I am certain we could have financial advisors determine a fair balance of trade." She would have to speak with other members of her diplomatic team before coming to a firm number on that.

"I am also interested in some of the technology your navy commands," Shuka says. It would be far too early in the alliance to ask for schematics to warships, but she does have a particular interest. "Your submarine fleets... Have you ever considered utilizing such a design for merchant vessels? If we used such a thing between our nations we could avoid piracy all the more and avert most of the risk of the ice floating in our waters."

Expanding Yuki no Kuni's trade options was quite important to her. The people craved for an economic boom. She wanted something with more staying power than war.

As they spoke, the medic continued working, carefully, to make sure Minako was alright. When Yua was more contented and it seemed the medic had done all she could do with such a hasty checkup, she stood back to watch, just in case Minako requested further aid.

ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

[Kaguya Minako]

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It was certainly not something they could establish here and now, both would need to speak to their councils, verify and deny demands and requirements. Regardless, it was good to know the woman now knew what had transpired rather than hearing about it through other channels, such as konoha spies. Their materials would bring much prosperity to Kirigakure, that was certain. Sharing some of their seafaring knowledge and techniques would certainly be something which could be on the table. After all, they were both island nations and as such they both had advantages against the mainland nations and disadvantages, if they stood together they could be stronger, better.  [break] [break]Just like Kirigakure had risen above the Daimyo and his forces in the civil war. [break][break]


"Certainly something we can discuss. "

[break][break]She nodded. The woman's suggestion that merchants could utilize submarines were certainly something they could test out and put into effect rather quickly. It meant safety from bandits, but also meant their equipment had to be top tier. Or they'd face the crushing forces of the ocean. A fight they would be sure to lose. However... It was a talk they would have to save for another time. Another place. One where both were prepared and Minako not in need of a nap and some food to replenish her strength...[break][break]

"I must travel home with my genin, but - if I may- then I can return at the next full moon and we can discuss this in a more... official capacity?"

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Soft blue hues settled upon the woman, her slender hands stroking the dark head of hair on her daugther's head. 

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[Yuki Shuka]

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es, now was not the proper time to discuss such things in extensive detail. Shuka would never purposefully take advantage of a stressful situation in order to make agreements swiftly. After what she had endured, Minako may well make slightly impulsive decisions in her agreement if she felt it would obtain her and her village's safety. That was not the foundation of a good deal. Everyone knew bad treaties were the root of great resentment. They were a surer way to war than subterfuge and assassination. A bad deal was worse than no deal.

"Of course. I would be happy to meet with you again when you have been given proper time to recover, and all the shinobi who came to participant in this event are home safe." She would heighten security to make certain that nothing else of this caliber happened. It was ridiculous that it had come to pass in the first place. Some people lacked civility.

"We can have our assistants make more formal arrangements for your safe travel back once all has settled. My door is always open to you."

How swiftly such bonds formed. Creating a good relationship between their villages was very important for both of them. Such island nations were both powerful and precarious. They could command the waters, but were also at great risk. Working together would help them control large stretches of open sea. She would go to her council and begin drafting preemptive ideas for this agreement.

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