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~We're starting a recon and regrouping mission soon. You'll be needed eventually, but no, if that's all the info you have that's all I need. I've been busy in the office finally sorting through the entirety of each previous dojo...you could say powering myself up. Anyway.~

6 large clouds of smoke arose around Kaimen as metal clones of himself stood in a circle.

~Direct these guys as you will, they'll understand even if you say 'fix the blade' once it's done, they're gone. As am I. Take Care.~

With that, Kaimen sank into the ground, leaving his clones behind awaiting verbal instruction.

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Recon and regrouping? I understand why we might need a recon mission, but what's this about regrouping? Finding old members of the Academy, maybe?

Iri just nods to Kaimen as he leaves. There's not much else that needs to be said. Then she turns her attention to the metal clones.

"Okay. I need one of you to make sure the grassfire is out. The rain didn't let it go far, but I want to make sure it doesn't smolder and gain strength again. The rest of you, if you would, start fixing the windmill blade. That's all I have for you."

Just as Kaimen said, the clones went to work. Iri watches them for a few moments. The one clone puts out what's left of the fire and stirs up earth all around the charred area to make sure there are no embers left. The other five use what's left of the broken blade to repair it. As the five work, the sixth eventually joins them. Iri never moves from her spot, though. She just sits there with Dalcon, monitoring the construction, her environment in case a new threat appears, and occasionally glancing down at the boy.

*At Dalcon's words, Iri blanches. She looks down at the boy with wide eyes. "Uh, kid? I ain't your mom. Hate to burst your bubble, but..."

((* Had to edit that in last minute. That's why it seems disjointed. ^_^ ))

For a moment, he looks hurt and confused, blinking with glowing emerald eyes as he looks up with her. He shakes his head, touching one of her feathers lighty. He looks somewhat cross, though it's rather obvious that it's a front. "I know. Of course not. But I remember- Mom was an angel, too."

Dalcon drops all pretense of being tough and sets about braiding the feather into his hair. Now, this would be an odd enough sight, even if the boy -weren't- covered in daedric brain matter.
"I know better," he says simply. "Shower...where?"

"When he was a student here, he could do things with electricity," Dalcon says as he plods alongside her, worn out from all the drama and trauma. He frowns, trying to remember and clearly not liking the subject he's chosen. "Mom said he used to keep a pine needle braided in his hair... it was a last ditch tool, or weapon, but more than that, it sort of signified how attached he was to the forest. I'm attached to angels," he says, some of his true, kindhearted boyish nature again showing through the stern way he was raised. Perhaps he is starting to accept things as they are, or trying to.

Or maybe he's trying to keep his mind off the fact that he's doused in brain matter.

((Sorry I left you hanging, Iri, the net where I was at went shoddy...))

A crow could be seen flying very quickly towards the Kaze Dojo. The crow had a single yellow eye. It flew inside through the Kaze Dojo's entrance and located Jin sleeping in his room. The crow turned into a shadow and slipped underneath the door's crack before reforming back to a crow.

The crow flew on Jin's head while kicking several times at his face. It and opened it's mouth; Tier's voice came out of the shadow bird, "You are needed for a mission, Ryu Jin. Report to the Main Dojo immediately." The bird dispersed into a shadow and slipped off the bed onto the ground before it sank into nothing.

Jin had awoken and started to slap at the bird. But his hand stayed itself when he heard it speak. Jin blinked.

"Oi. Guess it's time fer me ta be leavin'."

The dragon man hops out of bed and grabs his armor from its place next to the wall. He quickly suits up and equips himself with his sword last. Jin takes Iri's amethyst out of a hidden pocket within the armor to inspect it. The stone faintly glows and is a little warm. As she had ordered, Jin has been feeding his energy to the stone. He cuts off the flow of energy now. Time to get going.

"Teach, yer yellow-eyed comrade summoned me. Ah'm to report to the Main Dojo. Orders?"

Iri is still in the shower room. She's dressed, but this time in a sarong and a strap shirt instead of hakama. And she's dressing the wound on her arm. Violet eyes narrow as she listens to Jin.

"Tier has already given you your orders. I know we haven't had time for much. But you can improvise with what you've learned. Just make sure to monitor your chakra and watch your back. Remember what I told you about Genjutsu?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good. Take it to heart. I've never learned any forms of Genjutsu, so all I could teach you was the little defense I've been taught. Good luck and be careful, Jin."

"Of course! Over and out, Miss Kaze!"

Jin nods to himself and exits his room. He clears the basement and the Dojo's main room. Then he walks outside and makes his way to the train.

Iri smiles at the nickname. Then she makes her way out of the lady's room just in time to meet Dalcon.

"Jin just left to meet Tier. I had hoped you'd have another guy to talk to for a while, but I had forgotten he'd be going on a mission soon. Oh well. Now, let's get you a room. I'm sure you're tired."

With that, Iri starts walking in the direction of the Kaze dorms.

Iri feels eyes on her once again. She takes her attention away from Dalcon to look at the source, which is directly ahead of her now. The avian blinks. Even now, she's not exactly used to the antics of the violet-eyed girl. And it's so damn hard to tell if she means to be creepy in a mean way, or if it's just the way the spirit plays with people.

"Uh, hi there, Syn!" Iri takes in her soaked state. "You need a towel there, sweets?"

One hand comes out to signal Dalcon to stop. Iri isn't sure as to how he'll react to the girl.