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Gwen ran down her house stairs into the small living room. She is in her usual long spaghetti strapped white shirt that goes to her knees, over the shirt she is wearing a tight short jacket of a thin armor like fabric. A black piece of fabric about her waist tightened and tied into a bow behind her, the lose ends of the bow go down about three inches. Underneath the shirt she is wearing tight black spandex like pants that go to her ankles. On her feet she is wearing worn out looking black boots that go a few inches over her ankles. She has her blond curly hair up in a messy ponytail, a few curls got lose and are framing her face. Her piercing pure blue eyes surveying her surroundings as she quickly and as quietly as she could ran down the stairs.

Gwen got to the bottom two steps and jumped to the floor. She then ran off through a door and suddenly ran into someone. She looked up and her eyes opened wide, her father is home. She took in a deep breath and held it as her father studied her. Her very pale complexion turned a pink color as her father made a grunt and he patted her head and walked off into the room she just came from. He then disappeared up the stairs.

Gwen just stood their holding her pent up breath. She couldn't think straight, there was just to many emotions storming through her. She finally caught hold of herself. She then let out the breath and continued her regular breathing. She stepped out of the kitchen and into the dry air of the housing district.

[you know what, can we just skip the whole rebuilding process, finish the night up, and wake up next month wink

Um, I don't think any of you did enough training to constitute more than 5 exp but yeah >>]

It was night-time and Andou was pleased. His work force had done an adequate amount of work that day and although Andou had had to leave halfway through to look over another project being worked on (namely, the habour) upon his return everything was neatly done. He'd had to reward his team when this was all over. He had officially dismissed his team for the night, but since they were all going to the same place most of them were probably somewhere close to him as they travelled back to the Fubuki Estate. It was around this time that Andou saw the tiny blonde girl with the bright blue eyes.

Even though, and maybe even especially because Kirigakure had just been reduced to such a poor state, its crime rate had risen drastically. Poor civilians with nothing to lose had been reduced to desperation or just mere boredom. As shinobi Andou was confident that his squad would be fine, but he wasn't so sure about this waif-like tiny girl.

"Girl, it's dangerous so late at night," he said to Gwen, not unkindly. "Go back home and play tomorrow."

[Sorry, school kept me away for ages <_< I had arranged for someone to cover me but that went nowhere... Sorry, I forgot about Kazuma completely >_< What about he let Kazuma hang around the area and gave him a little info about ninja hood or something.]

While waiting for the girl's reply, Andou looked back at the people that still had to complete work, Kiketsu being one of them. He had noted how unmotivated Kiketsu had seemed to be all day and gave him a look that was half reprimanding, half resigned. Get it done so we can all go rest, his eyes seemed to say and you could imagine him giving a sigh. Running his fingers through his wild pale yellow hair, he gave Gwen one last look at moved back to Kiketsu's side.

"No matter who does it, the job still has to be done," he said, again, half to Kiketsu and half to himself. "Come on, I'll help you. Once Kirigakure is mostly rebuilt, Dakatsu, you can focus on your training again.

"Why did you choose to learn the ninja arts, Dakatsu." This, although obviously expectant of an answer, was asked in a way that did not sound like a question. Rather it sounded like Andou was making a statement of fact and that he was expressing some sort of point.

As he said this, Andou began to help Kiketsu with the various rocks littering the area, gatherine as many rocks as he could carry in his hands. His chocolate brown eyes remained steely and focused all throughout this process.

[d20 + Str mod 17... i think...]
DC: 12

And beneath a group of rocks that Andou had so gingerly picked up from the area, he'd find a bruised and tired Shin Takamura. How the boy had got here was hard to fathom, and how he was still breathing was harder to comprehend. But the explanation for both those things were quite simple. The over eager student had taken a boat back to mainland but had near collapsed from the effort to row at the speed he had desired to travel. Add in a little bit of collapsing structures, natural protection and and dash of luck and one would get the current scenario. The removal of pressure from his shoulders jolted him back into consciousness for a brief moment, enough time for him to flash a quick smile before collapsing once again.

As Hikaru bent down to grasp a large boulder there was what seemed to be an explosion that came from behind him. A loud booming noise came from where he had heard others working earlier. As the sound rolled by, Hikaru crouched. He would not be ambushed because he was easily seen. Hikaru turned around slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible. He then weaved his way through the boulders until he came upon a large group of shinobi, who where facing Andou sensei. I should stay hidden, should there be a problem I would be of much more use that way. Hikaru's eyes scanned his surroundings and waited for whatever would be coming next.

A rough lifting, general tossing about, and then abrupt dropping of an unconscious body tended to bring quite a bit of pain to a body as sore as Shin's was. So he wouldn't stay unconscious for long, rather the whole ordeal would not so gently ease him into an uncomfortable awakening. And the first sound his sore ears were greeted by was the loud and sudden arrival of several chatty youngsters from a village he had only heard of. Talk about a rude wake up call!

So it was safe to say that Shin was grumpy, a mood that did not get better once he saw the company he was in. As he was accompanied by none other than the weird snake like boy, "Snakehead!" He'd shout softly as he laid eyes his voice trailing off so bad at the end that it might sound as if he had said "Snakehe--" instead. His eyes moved around some more to see the person who had ever so gently tossed him to ground, none other than "Satsujinki-sensei! !" (again speaking in that sad trailing thing he now called a voice) the teacher who so liked to torture them for only god knows what reason.

Yep, he was not in the best of company but at least he was in some company, not counting these strange newcomers who would not stop talking near his sensitive ears. Getting buried alive made everything sore and sensitive, for now atleast. But enough about his bad tidings and back to his good. Shin was lucky enough to have company, company that would hopefully use some medical jutsu or provide him with food & water or maybe even both. He crossed his fingers and prayed that he received the latter treatment but deep down he knew that with this lot, chances were that he was probably getting absolutely nothing. 'Drats!' he thought and he would have snapped his fingers if doing so would not be as painful as it was now.