[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

Morning Departure

Azarea waited patiently beside Kusagakure no Sato's gates. The Kumogakure Shinobi dressed in her usual red, black, and maroon mission jumpsuit with her red jacket. Two weapon pouches strapped to either of her legs and a belt pouch strapped to the small of her back just below where her mission pack would sit lest the two wear against one another as she ran. The woman's forehead protector tied gleaming in the early morning sun to her upper left bicep as she took a moment to braid her long wild mane of red hair back with some razor wire. The wire undoubtedly a nasty surprise for anyone dumb enough to try and grab the woman's braid. The shinobi herself was pretty in the way paper bombs and the light glinting off the edge of a blade were pretty. Her face delicate, but severe with high cheekbones, a straight aristocratic nose, and sharp glinting scarlet eyes. Though she perhaps might have one been prettier before her right eye had marred by a large scar bisecting it and a second one sliced across her left cheek from her jaw to nearly her nose.

The woman held herself with the sort of calm confidence of someone used to the work that had been assigned. Her gaze flicking over the gate guards and then back to the gates themselves before glancing towards the sun as she estimated the time of her partners arrival. Hopefully they wouldn't be late. They had a long ways to go yet and this would undoubtedly be one of the more tedious missions she ran in Kusa.

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Koume had been running a little bit behind as of late, having her heart broken and being under constant pressure by those around her..it was all beginning to show its wear on the young girl’s demeanor. Her movements seemed a little unmotivated and sluggish at times, and quite frankly it felt as if there weren’t anyone there to pick her up or give her that extra fire that she needed to become like herself again.

The pinkette sighed frustratedly as she rushed to make sure she had everything and looked the part like she was known to do. She started to pull her bright pink hair back into a more suitable and manageable style, but ultimately allowed the short hair to flow freely - resting just at the base of her neck.

Having only read the mission debriefing once, Koume was a bit confused on what she was tasked with. It was fine however, she was assigned a partner to help make things go smoothly, so the pinkette would be relying heavily on her comrade to share more important details on the mission. Besides, this was a mission more or less assigned her her stand in sensei…not exactly something that the teen was dying to do.

Nevertheless, emerald orbs fell upon the crimson and black hues that the woman adorned nicely. Koume gave the woman a wave as she spoke.. "Narahashi Koume, sorry if I’m late.” She mumbled softly, double checking her equipment to nue sure. "Ready when you are, I suppose.”

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

The Devil is in The Details

Azarea glanced up as the Pinkette approached her the woman's gaze sweeping without emotion over the other shinobi as she took into account their appearance and the gear they seemed to be carrying before tugging the missions scroll from her weapons pouch. Cracking open the seal she read over the specifics once more before getting to the two names stamped at the bottom for the shinobi assigned to the job. "I'm Azarea," She introduces herself glancing up over the scroll as she observes Koume's reaction, "And your name is?" The woman inquires wanting to make sure the name given matched the name she knew for her partner seeing as she'd yet to work with this Kunoichi before and couldn't ID her on sight and personality like she could some of her previous mission partners. As Azarea awaits her answer before continuing.

"More importantly did you bring your tagging and travel gear for multiple days? This is going to be a long one. We can't use the ninja highways since we're mapping this route for civilian traders and merchants so we're going to be on foot and looking for the safest paths with the least resistance from here, up to the top of the ridge, then back down into Hi no Kuni." Azarea explains snapping the scroll shut and storing it away. Before pulling out a roll of bright red plastic flagging they're to use to mark the trail to show the other woman.

"We'll be marking our route with this in addition to laying out directions on our maps to ensure the workers can follow the path clearly to establish the road and clearing out any bandits or dangers along our way." She elaborates well aware that this work would be boring, but highly essential for Kusagakure's future trade. "If you don't have flagging I've brought two rolls."

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Standing side by side with the woman, Koume would take note of the woman’s height before snapping her emerald orbs back onto the scroll as Azarea read from it, stating her name and prompting Koume to do the same. She sighed gently, gesturing towards her name on the parchment. "Koume.” Straightforward and to the point, much like her partner in crime for this particular mission. Under most circumstances there wouldn’t be much fondness towards the woman due to the fact that she would remind her of an old sensei of hers, on the other it was glad to have someone leading the way - because lord knows that Koume wouldn’t be able to do it on her own.

She reached for her weapons pouch before quickly sweeping her hand across the strap of her backpack, pulling the pack towards her front as she double checked the contents.

"I have everything.” Koume informed Azarea. The flags were stored in her weapons pouch which made them easier to access while they were on the move - which they would be doing a lot of. Nevertheless, with her equipment in check, it was safe to say that Koume was ready. Quickly following along with Azarea, flagging the area as they walked. She remained to herself at first, but eventually Koume’s personality prevailed. (Mostly due to boredom)

"So Azarea…how long have you been doing this, ya’know.” Koume asked curiously, her emerald orbs refusing to break contact as she awaited the woman’s reply.

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

Cutting Trail

Azarea moved with a sort of efficiency of energy that came with someone used to running long distsanced. Her movements minimal and exact as in the tall grass she'd put down one of the pole flags every mile within line of sight of the next. The woman hardly having to pause in step or glance back to pick out the positioning. Allowing her and Koume to make good time crossing the wider open fields. At least until they began to breach the sparse treeline. Then progress would slow as the two needed to ensure their markers remained within line of sight of their previous one. Leaving Azarea forced to pause and tie little ribbons of flagging to branches as they moved. Slowing their speed down to a crawl from what it would typically be for shinobi.

At Koume's question the red haired woman never glanced up from her work. The Kumo nin simply tilting her head slightly to give a clear indicator that though she was focusing mainly on the task that she was likewise still listening to her partner, "By this do you mean being a genin, running missions, or trail breaking?" Azarea questioned as she tied off a quick knot on the low hanging branch of a beech tree where the flagging would flutter in the breeze and hopefully catch the workers attention.

"Or all of the above?" She inquired scarlet eyes darting up the path as she narrows her gaze noting the large exposed roots ahead. They'll need to veer to the right where the ground was more even unless the workers wanted to do have to dig out the trees.

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The work was easy but tedious and repetitive, and it seemed as if Azarea wasn’t kidding when she stated that this would be a long boring mission. Following in the fiery-haired woman’s footsteps, the pinkette would place the flags adjacent to her’s - creating a clear cut path for anyone looking to traverse through this mountainous range. As the tree line grew thinner and thinner, the task became increasingly more mundane, slowing their pace severely. So much so that Koume had to small-talk just to keep herself from losing her mind.

The pinkette’s smiled subtly, emeralds eyes darting towards the woman before returning to the trail ahead. It was a vague question, but honestly the girl could sit there and listen to Azarea answer each version of her question without any issue - it would be much more interesting than what they were doing currently.

Nevertheless, the woman specified. "Being a shinobi! This has always been a dream of mine since I was a small girl, though I’m just recently starting to get the ball rolling so to say.” Sighing gently beneath her breath, Koume’s gaze shot towards the sky, watching the clouds as they danced peacefully above, and just like that her train of thought changed. "If you could be anything in the world, what would you be?” She asked much like a kid with her entire life ahead of her.

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

Past Time Stories

It was an odd question, but not an unwarranted one Azarea supposed. If Koume had only recently joined the ranks then that likely meant she'd been raised civilian and never had the oppertunity to learn the signs and signals of someone who'd grown up around other ninja their entire life. Otherwise the way Azarea walked, the way she talked, the callouses on her hands, and the position of her weapons pouches likely would have given away that this was a career the red head had been born into. "I graduated the academy at twelve. Took a near career ending injury at sixteen. Was assigned desk duty for six years during the interim while I healed. Returned to active service around two months ago." The Woman recites, her answer clipped, but not cold. Just business like as she paused as they began to move further into the rockier peaks of Hi no Kuni where the forests would grow thicker and the terrain no doubt more dangerous. Azarea half turning holding a few fingers up as she measured how far the sun was from the horizon before letting out a soft breath.

"We're going to want to make camp soon. We don't want to navigate those rocks and mark a path in the dark. Sides we'll just look suspicious to any patrolling Konoha shinobi if we do and I don't want to have to talk us out of a dressing down from the Barrier Corps." Azarea mused as she nodded for them to head off into the thicker brush to the right. Last thing they wanted was someone using the trail they laid to track them right to their camp.

"Help me find a nice big tree and I'll set up our tent for the night." She requested eyes scanning the forest for a likely spot as she considered Koume's question. "If I could be anything I'd be..." Free. Clan Head. Born a full clan member. Beloved. But she settles on, "Rich probably." The memory of worn boots with too many patched holes and her old jacket that had been more stitches then leather coming to her mind.

"You? How long have you been a shinobi?" She inquires turning the question back around.

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"Hmm.” The girl hummed at the woman’s response. Hearing her tell a few of the events that transpired throughout her time as a kunoichi sparked the thought that maybe the two weren’t all that different - at least when it came to unfortunate events holding them back for a bit. However, the pinkette wouldn’t weigh on it much; it was just interesting learning about others. And at this point, Azarae was her only source of entertainment. Regardless, Koume fell silent once again for a moment as they continued on, making their way through the tree-riddled terrain. She wasn’t the smartest girl, but she was pretty sure this was where she needed to really bunker down and be aware of her surroundings as there were both known and unknown creatures that called the dense forest their home.

As Azarae came to a halt, Koume would do the same. Her gaze surveyed the trees and every movement that those emerald eyes could catch. With the sun steadily falling towards the horizon, Koume undoubtedly agreed. "That works for me. My legs hurt from walking anyways.” She voiced softly as she looked down towards her shoes. Did her legs really hurt? Not really, but she was just being a crybaby and was hoping that Azarae wouldn't change her mind and try to continue forward a bit more.

Koume internally sighed a breath of relief when the lady told her to find a big tree for them to rest beneath. There was no backtalk from the pinkette, the girl gladly obliged. "Deal. One big healthy tree, coming up.”

She didn’t hesitate to break away from the red-haired woman just a bit, still being in the woman’s sight. There wasn’t an opinion to be had about the woman as of yet, but she definitely gave Koume academy instructor vibes, perhaps she could learn a few things from Azarae. "Ahh, being rich is a good one!” She exclaimed, making sure the woman heard her clearly. "I would like to be rich as well, but if I had to choose, I'd be .. an actress!” She enjoyed the theater arts. Nevertheless, her eyes scaled the trees as her fingers gently ran across the bark. "Got one!” The teen called out, and once the two were reunited - she would assist setting up the tent.

"Hm, oh? I graduated from the academy when I was thirteen. So a little over four years now, not nearly as seasoned as you.” She explained.

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

Camp

"I don't think I have the face for being an actress. Too many scars these day, but I'm not half bad at infiltration." Azarea mused deciding to give in to the younger girl's attempts at conversation just a touch. It was clear Koume was tired and bored and azarea really couldn't blame her. If she hadn't learned patience the hard why she might have been bored out of her mind looking for action to. Though she did offer the pink hair girl a quirk of a smile in approval as she located a suitable tree.

"Oh. We're not camping beneath the tree," The Kumo nin informs her with the first real laugh Koume's heard from the woman. The sound rueful, but fond as she realizes the girl probably has no idea about how dangerous the forest floor in Hi no Kuni can get at night. "We're camping in the tree," And the woman points up as suddenly it makes sense why she asked Koume to find an especially large one and... come to think of it where was the tent? There hadn't seemed to be one in Azarea's pack the little glimpse of her gear the younger girl had gotten when Azarea had been digging through it earlier.

Threading chakra to her feet the red haired woman scaled up the side of the tree like it was flat earth. Once high enough up into the branches the leaves concealed her from sight Azarea reached out, cocoon webbing spooling from her fingertips and she began to weave their tent for the night. Creating a temporary shelter safe from wind, rain, and sight, until she was satisfied with her temporary nest. Only then did Azrea poke her head out of the leaves.

"All right. Our sleeping spots all set up. Come on up and I'll show you how to work the door." She quips gesturing Koume to join her up among the branches.

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Koume finally cracked a smile, a big one at that, as Azarea finally softened up if only just a little. She didn’t think Azarae looked bad with the scars, in fact she genuinely liked them. "Oh stop.” The girl started, laughing a bit at the woman’s words. "From what I can see, your scars are pretty cool, if I do say so myself.” The once sullen girl was now almost back to old herself. With the mission keeping her mind and body occupied and with Azarea now keeping her company, it was easy for the teen to look past the things that had been bringing her down. It also made looking for a tree much more enjoyable.

After the two managed to find a tree that they both thought was suitable, Koume took a step back and watched as Azarea got everything out that they would need to set up their tent - which was nothing. She was confused for a bit but didn’t think much of it. The pinkette began making a clearing, sweeping sticks and debris out of the way before it was made apparent that they weren’t sleeping under the tree, the two kunoichi would be sleeping in the tree. "Ah. Right!” She spoke with a smile.

Watching as the red haired woman scaled the tree high into the sky. Once Azarea was out of her line of sight, Koume would take the time to communicate with her ward.

Eep! Hey Roku, have you ever gone camping?

Well yeah, but I never enjoyed you humans’ version. I lived in the wild before I was even considered being sealed within you. It was a much different time back then.

Right. Well I hope you’re ready to camp tonight.

It’s not like I have the choice.

Koume’s activities were either a hit or a miss when it came to her bijuu, and 9 times out of 10 they were misses. She just wanted the bijuu to enjoy life as much as she tried to. After the brief exchange was over however, Azarea eventually popped her head out and gave her the okay to meet her at the top. Koume didn't hesitate as she got some pep in her step and made her way up the tree along with Azarea.

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TREE CLIMBING

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

Tent

Once Koume's head breached the canopy she would see what appeared to be a giant spun cocoon of some massive monstrous moth. Whatever creature that might have produced this surely gigantic and terrifying and... why the fuck was Azarea fucking with it? As the red headed shinobi walked right up to the thing gesturing for the pinkette to follow her and pointed to where the cocoon was anchored to a branch producing a sort of overhang. As the woman reached up and... oh there was a hole up there. Azarea grabbing the branch and pulling herself up and into the cocoon through the hidden entrance as she dropped down inside bouncing a little on the woven floor before turning to wait for Koume to join her.

"I grabbed a flat rock to make us a fire stand. We should be able to set up a tin fire stove there and with how insulated this thing is we won't get cold in the night. Hi no Kuni's weather isn't as harsh as Kaminari no Kuni's, but I wouldn't be surprised if we got a frost tonight. I figured with how temperate Nohara no Kuni is you'd prefer to camp more on the warm side." Azarea quipped gesturing to the large flat rock in the center with a little clever smoke catch above it to filter any exhaust as the woman knelt down, pulled the tin can stove from her pack and began setting it up.

"What do you want for dinner? Our options are ramen, vegetable soup, tomato soup, or if you can catch a few birds as they nest down for the night I can make us kebabs." The woman offered, the question remaining how the absolute fuck had she built all this? Though at least Koume had the comfort of knowing she was basically out in the woods with a one woman mobile camp.

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She had to admit that she was a little confused, where was the tent? This question remained persistent until her gaze fell upon the giant cocoon that seemed a bit otherworldly. What kind of moths lived in this forest? Koume was a bit afraid of finding out, but as Azarea led her closer and closer it was starting to seem as if the woman had constructed the entire thing herself. "Wooah.” Koume voiced in part amazement and part concern. How did she manage something like this? The pink-haired teen didn't want to know.

Following Azarea’s lead, Koume would grab ahold of the branch, pulling herself up as she used the tree itself as a stepping stone to help boost herself up. Upon entering she’d get a glance of all the features/additions that the woman added. It seemed as if the two had everything they needed to survive the night and not die in their sleep from freezing or being mauled by some rabid animal.

Koume would give the cocoon a few bounces as if she were on a mattress, testing its resolve while also just being the energetic kid that she was inside. "This is so cool!” Koume voiced, quickly dropping her pack where she stood so that she could resume the bouncies without any obstruction. She had never been in anything like this, and it was clear that the girl was a bit excited.

Abruptly the young woman came to a stop and made her way closer to Azarea as she inquired about dinner for the night. It seemed they had options, and though Koume had her own food, she felt the need to accept Azarea’s. "Hmm.” She hummed. "How about…vegetable soup.” It wasn’t her favorite food, but it was definitely good enough for her to eat without a single complaint. Taking a seat on bent knees, Koume began rummaging through her own belongings. Retrieving a few of her own supplies, she’d show the lady a small bag of powdered matcha green tea.

"I have tea.” She informed Azarea before placing the bag down beside her and retrieving two clear bottles of h2o. "And I have water .. if you’d like.” The pinkette offered.

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

Business

The red head didn't seem too concerned or insulted by Koume's initial wariness of their 'home' for the night. Even if performing the jutsu wasn't the most offensive sight Azarea was well aware very few shinobi's reacted well to her hive and for the sake of cohesion it was easier to keep them hidden. Still the pinkette seemed to adapt quickly realizing the innate toughness and springiness of the silk gave the floor a fun little bounce.

"Sure you make the tea and I'll make dinner," Azarea agreed as the woman stoked the fire with a bit of kindling. Thankfully not much heat needed in it's container to warm the soup as she popped the top on the thermos and poured it into a small collapsible camping pot and began heating it over the flame. "I'll keep an eye out for some birds and game tomorrow so we'll have fresh meat or maybe see about gathering some wild edibles." She muses briefly glancing up from her work those scarlet eyes bright from the small frame as she gazes at Koume with quite consideration.

"I don't mean to pry, but have you had your first kill yet?" Azarea inquires. They'd been hired to take out any dangerous elements along the roads and the woman had no delusions that that meant dealing with any bandits doubtlessly hiding up in that rocky ridge in a permanent fashion.

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She gave the woman a nod of acknowledgement before opening the bottles of water and emptying the contents into a small kettle in which the teen would place on top of the flickering flames. She could've boiled their food and drinks almost instantly just by focusing her chakra into the pots, but figured it was best to keep that fact unknown following a previous conversation held with ANBU operative. So instead, she opted for the traditional way.

Koume remained fairly still, humming tunes to herself as she watched the flames flicker and listened to the boiling of the pot’s contents; it was a tell-tale sign that she was beginning to settle, especially after a burst of energy that she had displayed earlier. The later it grew, the more and more reserved Koume became. Her energy slowly diminishing with each passing second as a smooth calm replaced her typical energetic demeanor. Surely Azarea would find some peace in this as the girl likely wouldn’t be keeping her up throughout the night.

She remained quiet as well, that is until Azarea spoke out, informing the teen that tomorrow she’d take it upon herself to find the two some game so that they could have a more hearty meal when dinnertime rolled around next time. The pinkette simply smiled. "That sounds good to me. I’ll keep an eye out as well.” She voiced softly. There wasn’t a single thing that the girl could tell anyone about hunting, but dammit she would try. That was all that Koume had to say on the matter however, though she did want Azarea to not overexert herself chasing birds and other wildlife.

Just as the tea finished, the girl would remove the kettle from the heat and quickly set the water aside, as she did so, she would notice Azarea’s gaze falling upon her briefly before the woman spoke out yet again. This time the fiery haired woman had a question for Koume, one that stopped the girl in her tracks. She sat nigh motionless for a brief period, thinking over her entire career as a kunoichi.

Koume offered the woman a weak smile before continuing on with the making of the tea. "Um, well. Just some weird monsters that…” Her emotional turmoil kicked up again as the thought of a certain somebody crossed her mind. "We had to kill… do those count? If not and you’re referring to an actual human being then no.. I have not.” She answered.

"Tea is ready.” The girl informed Azarea softly.

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[Aburame Azarea]

The Devil That You Forgot

A Life

Azarea can't quite help her sigh as the woman stirred the soup eventually pouring it out into two bowls for them as she fetches them both a spoon. The woman wondering the entire time if she just has a face that screams 'first kill instructor' or something. Actually given who she looks like that's probably not too far off from the truth. It's logical in a fucked up sort of way to have a foreign nin be the one to do this since if the shinobi developed a phobia or associated them with the trauma it wouldn't disrupt their teamwork with a fellow ninja of their village. Just a foreigner they may likely never see again.

"We've been contracted to clear the potential road of any dangers. That means not just falling rocks, but bandits as well. There are probably some nesting up in some caves amidst the rocks and cliffs to avoid Konohagakure and Ashigaru pursuit. We'll be responsible for clearing them out. Now I can probably collapse whatever cave they are in atop them and spare us some bloodshed, but we can't get all of them that way." She explains her voice patient and logical as she lays out the situation.

"I need you to not balk at my orders if we go into combat. We can't be arguing in the middle of a battle when we don't know each others fighting styles that well. In exchange I'll do my best to handle the majority of the actual kills, but you should be aware you will likely have to take a human life." Azarea adds not wanting to distress the girl, but not wanting the situation to be sprung on her and risk her freezing.

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