Residential District

[Might Senju Flowers]

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There were several key points that stuck out to Zets, even though he would take note of everything said between the trio. The main topic that stuck out to him, was the mention of an upcoming concert, he’d seen a flyer in the bar advertising the very same.
‘the Beat sister huh? These guys seem quite familiar with them.’
Zets’ interests were peaked during this entire exchange, but he couldn’t just linger around waiting for more intel. Kara should be quite satisfied with the intel gathered thus far. Even though Zets felt as though they could get far more information by capturing one of these men, he didn’t want to go against the mission perimeters provided. The seed went silent after the trio parted ways and went to their respective rooms. However, the tiny seed was still able to transmit and receive intel when required.

Zets didn’t linger on the rooftop for long afterwards. He allowed several minutes to pass, just in case another bit of intel were to be relayed. Afterward he would make use of the body flicker technique, vanishing from the rooftop in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only a faint layer of dust. He was headed directly for the bar, still in his feminine disguise. In the meantime, Zets would relay all the information that he’d just heard, while in route to Takumi. He definitely needed the guidance of Atsuko in this if the concert were to be a setup for disaster.

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тєcниιqυєs υsєם
✗ Mokuton: Henge [ Wood Release: Transformation ] (sustained)
✗ body Flicker
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cнαкяα υsєαɢє
✗ -5

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Ergo War

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Im the Girl one

 

[Ergo War]

Zetsu's departure would go mostly unnoticed by the bustling city. Busy as it was, barely anyone had the desire to pay attention to a random face in the crowd. No more than they paid attention to the filth in the water and along the streets or the homeless camping in front of the stores, at any rate.

It was a humid night, holding onto the last memories of an afternoon rain. Whether tomorrow would bring more rain, a sheet of clouds, or the warm rays of the sun, no one knew.

((You're free!))

Might Senju Flowers