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An ANBU crept out of the shadows almost seemed to appear, it was next to Yama and put a hand on his shoulder, it whispered in his ear with a calm level headed voice, almost monotone. "LT expects better of you than that Yama." It then disappeared in a swirl of shadow.

Yamatano jumped the slightest bit when the ANBU placed his hand on Yamatano's shoulder, and whispered to hi, He completely understood the ANBU's concern of why he was treating a fellow shinobi that way, but no one else had seen how Riku had nearly killed Kaizen. If Yamatano hadnt been there, he would probably be catching this damned cat by himself. Sighing at th irony of it all, Yamatano joined Kaizen in front of the door, now simply ignoring the pain and walking with a cats claws embedded in his leg.

"It seems the children are about...as usual" drawled a familiar and most likely dreaded voice as the Sannin materialised directly into the Mizukage office. His flowing robes swirled around his muscled body and a trio of katana clattered together at his waist. Black hair gently fell down to his shoulders as the majestic shinobi glanced down at the youths with a casual air.

"Children don't you have some...gardens to water or something of the sorts?" he said, noting their feeling of conquest after capturing a cat. At their rank catching that very same cat was a simple game of cat and mouse that took less than a hour to perform. "I only wish the standards of old were still in effect, mabye you'd be more competent," he chuckled, ending his small game and running a hand through his hair.

"Why don't you leave and let the adults talk,"

(Yea, and did you read how epic and hard catching the cat was? that should be like a b rank just cause of the epicness!)

Fordon walked up passed the annoying secretary whose jaw dropped open at seeing him and seeing him without his mask. It had been a month since Fordon had been in the village last and it had been a month since he saw his Lord. Fordon had shaven but his hair was still shaggy and untamed. Without his mask the stitches at both sides of his mouth were clearly visible. his face was handsome despite these obvious set backs. he still wore a cloak but it hung open and underneath it he no longer wore long sleeves or gloves. the stitches that riddled his well built arms where slightly hidden by shadow but they too were still visible. "excuses me guys" he said in a cheery manure squeezing past the genin to knock on the mizukages door

The sannin's face was an extremely careful and cunning smile that split across his pale features. His eyes were directed towards Luo's, something very few shinobi were allowed to do especially during previous years. These eyes belonged to one who often conversed with the active daimyo and even then Tensaijin had no problem staring directly into his true 'lords' eyes.

"I see you still remained shackled to your office, but fret not you are the perfect prisinor in this world"

With those words his robed body flowed into languid movements that revealed the utmost muscular choreography and perfected posture. However Tensaijin would not approach the young Mizukage but towards the door whose handle his bare hand wrapped around and slid open. This motion would cloak his presence to Fordon, though only temporarily due to the sannin closing the door behind the returning shinobi.

He would allow to Luo to deal with the as of yet unamed youth and Fordon but he planned on interjecting himself once Luo was finished with the two. The genin would need to learn patience after all and he was sure Luo dearly missed their verbal debates. Perhaps he would allow the genin to view the spectacle, depending on his current mood. At the moment however he would observe how Luo digested the sentence he had offered, and wondered if he was able to decipher it's meaning.

((you guys should read my post at the gates rofl ))

In a swirl of Mist, a clone of LT appeared next to the Mizukages desk in the office. Immediately it bowed to the Mizukage, then noticing that the Saanin was present, LT turned and bowed to him second. It then went over to its chair to the left of the Mizukages desk and sat down. It turned to the coffee maker and began to start a new pot of fresh coffee. LT then waited for the coffee to be ready, so it folded its arms and nodded to both Fordon and Varro. "Varro, dont you have some place to be training at right now? I need my one of my top students there to set an example." LT adjusted his three headbands and kakashi like facemask. LT was smart enough to not speak much when the Two power houses of the mist were in the same room. So far LT was the only allowed to sit in on their little verbal battles, or games, or what ever they like to call them. What ever Luo and the Sannin called them, LT never spoke when they were together or talking.

It seemed the LT was the type of person to consume coffee, something that rose the Sannin's eyebrows. He accepted to bow with only a slight dipping of his head though not low enough to diminish his prideful stance. Behind the flawless mask that conveyed simple amusement and patience Tensai was disgusted by Fordon's lack of respect and his haggard appearence. To be so vile and dirty in the presence of a Kage and Sannin was simply...annoying. It didn't show or emnate from the Sannin but he made sure to avert his gaze from Fordon.

"Tea is much healtheir for you than coffee,"

It wasn't a conversation starter it was a simple suggestion offered to LT. For the most part the ANBU was silent in his company but he was respectful, which was more than he could say for some shinobi.