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[ rofl Oh Shin, oh kiketsu heart ]

Andou observed the interactions with mild interest. These people were weird, to say the least. They reminded him of Cassie, actually; her and her father. Except he didn't think that even Cassie would be silly enough to be caught unawares and transported clear across the sea whilst playing card games...

He pushed these thoughts down after hearing of their abilities, however. Even though he still thought it was rather funny and stupid how they got here, this was no time to be insulting your allies. The added resource of skill and efficiency these people would add to the rebuilding force was much more than enough to make him swallow his laughter. Again. Not to mention that it would be rather creepy to see Andou-sensei laugh. Seriously kids, you don't want to see this.

However even he could not force down a smile, albeit a tiny one that resulted in a minute quirking of the two upper corners of his mouth.

"It's an honour to have you here," he finally managed, after he had gotten all his surprise and gratitude and shock and other emotions under control. "Thank you very much. But..." Andou inclined his head at the moon. "As you can see, it's rather late. We have shelter up north. We have to finish clearing rocks here but that won't take long. What say you that I have someone take you six there now to rest before starting tomorrow? I can visit you later and give you a little brief. Reverse summoning must be rather taxing, after all."

It was then that Andou remembered that phoenixes could heal injuries, and that a certain somebody amongst his students was rather gravely injured, not to mention starving and thirsty. But since he was too much of a b*****d, he decided to focus on the more important things. What didn't kill you made you stronger after all.

“Snakehe….?” Kiketsu repeated to himself, trying to understand the word. Was he referring to him as a snake. “Hmph. You are also rude.” The boy stated staring at the cerulean haired boy. Kiketsu knew he had seen this boy, who enjoyed the color blue, before. It probably was at the academy, but he could not remember him. There wasn’t much of a point now that many of the students were probably dead. “What is your name?” the lime eyes boy questioned, slightly curious. His interest was quickly averted to the band of bickering six. They were conversing with Andou-sensei so the serpent like child waited patiently before asking any questions. The dread head was curious as to who these people were, why they were here and more importantly how. Was it a type of jutsu? Kiketsu would have to ask about that later. Pale hands picked up another stone and tossed it to a random side. The youth did not want to miss this.

Exercise: Clear the Rocks
There are lots of medium sized rocks lying around. Actually, there are too many for one single person to clear on his own. Work together and move rocks away from the roads to the pile at the side specially designated for them.
[d20 + str mod]= 19
DC: 12
3/10

Lime eyes continued to watch the interactions of the six and the lightning blonde. While the boy’s sensei was normal, the band was far from that. One screaming something about ‘Uchiha’ and genjutsu. That person seemed to be the loudest. It was annoying. Kiketsu moved away from his blue haired peer and closer to the student overseer. The lime eyes took in the form of each of this group before looking up to the man. “Sensei… who are these strange people?” the youth asked. It would be too hard to get any work done with them creating such an outburst. Especially the one with those strange pale eyes. Kiketsu could not help, but feel a little strange around that one. It was like she could still see him even though here eyes were not in his direction. Despite this fact the dread head’s face remained impassive.

Exercise: Clear the Rocks
There are lots of medium sized rocks lying around. Actually, there are too many for one single person to clear on his own. Work together and move rocks away from the roads to the pile at the side specially designated for them.
[d20 + str mod]= 10
DC: 12
3/10

Touka's thought floated into her mind.

Four present from Senju main branch, one from the cadet branch, and one from the head family huh? So then, especially because Kiri is an allied nation, they would've been here not just once, but numerous times from diplomatic missions...visitations of goodwill: techniques the Senju Council uses to train the children to get used to acting as emissaries very early on.

Strangely enough, no other family bothers. Hm...but it made sense to her. Almost seven centuries ago, after all, ever since Konoha standarized the one hidden village per country system, Senju had remained an important symbolic and political figure. The clan...no, it would be wrong to say that today. Probably only the few known living members of the head family and select members of the main family has even any connection to the actual original Senju clan. The Senju Clan and numerous other families under their banner had merged to become 'the Senju Clan of the Forest' during that warring era, and under the leadership of exceptional Senju leaders, had undermined foreign attempts at destroying their then infant village...

The family with the 'thousand skills'. Kousei mused. Their name today thus was not a clan name, not a family name even, because it had been granted even to many descendants of ancestors who never had any blood ties to the family: but rather, like the honorary names, a title. The 'Senjus of the Forest' clan thus, had never officially banded in the same sense as the Hyuuga or Uchiha families... Simply, the Senjus were the first to have maintained such a strong chain of alliances in a chaotic era, and holding leadership over that chain. That was accomplishment. Almost as if, at that time, a hidden village had already been born: setting the present orderly system in the world.

Anyways, even though these children might've been to Kiri before on diplomatic missions...it had...eh...changed quite a bit. Kousei's eye curled up. Well, it was getting dark, and it was rather easy to lose the way these days in...what's left of Kiri. Meaning, look left, right, forward, and around: as far as the eye could see (though she was sure Hiatari would disagree): rubble. "If you would please...allow my shikigamis to assist you to your positions."

Three pieces of paper, shaped barely like a human outline, floated up into the air, but instead morphed and became three girls: in addition to the two shikigamis already by Kousei's side, but these three appeared radically different while the first two seemed almost to be fraternal twins.

One seemed to be as if she was the spirit of water itself, though dressed in the traditional clothing of Japan, hers were of the Heian era. This one, also a child, had shyly downcasted eyes the colour of mystic green and long, long dark hair that trailed down. Beside that one stood another girl, though the only obvious teenager of the group, this one her clothing more that of the flowing Greek dresses; she also had long dark hair but eyes the colour of lightning. She was holding a rather impressive naginata in her right hand. In fact...this shikigami in particular seemed almost like traditional depictions of the goddess Minerva.

The last of the shikigamis seemed to be the essence of the earth itself. She was younger than the blade bearing shikigami, and clad in no elaborate robes like the others, but wearing the simple garb of the huntresses. Above this, she wore pieces of heavy armor, her long, wavy brown hair cascading to her ankles.

Touka's eyes widened slightly, in surprise. That was no doppelganger technique. Shikigami holy arts? She heard of the monks at the Fire Temple using shikigami arts before...but this was... Now that she had thought about it...it seems each shikigami were really different...as if they each represented a different element...and except for the one shikigami Kousei was currently using to speak through, had different auras. She was sure the same would apply to the fire-clad shikigami, should the phoenix release her spell.

Well, if the others had any doubts before...it was quickly vanishing. Shiro of course was staying with her in this district. They had to follow no one. However, the other decided duo and solos followed: Ryuko to the Academy with the naginata bearing shikigami, Hanami and Haru to the library area with the water shikigami, while Anzu (very unhappily) took to following the stony-faced earth shikigami.

Kousei looked expectantly, at the pale-haired shikigami who brought Hiatari. The young Hyuuga, even if he was able to locate entrapped victims with his eyes, will be able to do nothing alone to dig them out... "Go assist him. Leave the heavier work though, to Miss Touka and Young Master Shiro here." A slip of something wrong, and the shikigami might end up destroying herself by falling rubble. Artemis, unlike Minerva, wasn't suited for combat. She was the gatekeeper: the Kyuuketsuki branch that controlled the inter-dimensional arts. Plus, Kousei's chakra reserves had not exactly returned to its full height, so she shall take to modest conservation. Splitting her reserves to form the shikigamis take their toll and she might not be able to repair Artemis.

The pale-haired child miko smiled, and bowed, before gleefully running off to perturb the Hyuuga... Funny, she seems to like him...?

Before long, everyone was at work. Occasionally, Kousei will bother to look with her Reishi, through the eyes of shikigamis at the progress of the other areas: they were progressing even faster than she had expected...

Fufufu.

When you deny shinobi the luxury known as sleep, they'll want to get work done as quickly as they can, so they could all go home. What a great idea. Plus, though with all their shortcomings, as the Senjus may be rather stubborn and hot-headed, but they are very good people. Their sense of loyalty and pride is, frankly, quite astounding and hard to find elsewhere: stretching beyond simply protecting their beloved village, but they would never abandon the helpless or those in need. Fiercely protective of both village and allies alike.

And that was why she had brought them. Honestly, it was a bit unfair, to be playing on their sympathy but...at times like these, Kiri will need all the help affordable. As for Hyuuga, they had mellowed over the years, but she was glad Artemis only managed to bring back one. She met their head of family though, but only once: during one year's New Year eve, when she finally agreed to the monks' request for her to sleep there in the temple. She was a very nice lady...pretty too, and her sweet buns were really, really yummy! So, she let her pet and rub her head.

It was still a dangerous gamble, considering how insanely paranoid they could get about protecting the Byakugan limit. Sometimes, Kousei wondered if she should tell the Fire Temple monks to broadcast that having a hobby was a good idea. She heard golf was becoming rather popular in the Grass Country... You know, give those fate preaching Hyuugas something to do. Really, they should leave the preaching to the monks.

So it was a probably a good thing Artemis had only taken a Chuunin: though with one witness, but a very confused witness at that.

...hopefully, he isn't from the main family though. They'll go berserker.

Maybe that blowdryer earlier (Anzu) had some sort of a point...

Andou was thinking, 'If only they got here sooner.' It was a good thing that most of the workers had retired, because seeing these Senju work would probably put a damper on their efforts. They would probably have thoughts like 'I work so hard and I only get this much done, while they make it look so easy lifting this huge slab of rock!' Not exactly very motivational.

"I don't know," he answered Kiketsu in a low voice. "It could be a clan ability... or maybe a manipulation of chakra," he told the child. "One can move chakra to certain parts of your body to enhance their performance, after all. Like your legs, or your nose."

Looking up at the moon, Andou stretched his long body out. "You know what, Dakatsu..." he said. "Let's just go back. These rocks will still be here tomorrow. Or maybe they won't. Just finish up with this and we can go. We can't forget about Takamura after all." Even though Andou so totally had for like the past few minutes. Regardless, he helped Kiketsu with a few rocks. Everyone did their part after all. Whilst the Senju were off doing their fancy heavy work, they could do the minor cleaning up so their helpers wouldn't have to bother with it.

[+3 to Kiketsu... I'm changing the day tomorrow cool ]

Shin was not in the best of health and as such he was fading in and out as time went on. One minute he would be completely aware of his surroundings and another everything would go fuzzy. This made a sustaining a conversation very hard, almost as if one was having a conversation with someone who had severe ADD. Needless to say, people like Kiketsu who were trying to talk to boy would have some difficulties.

Although Shin head the fellow student's voice, he didn't really hear everything. He'd hear something about rudeness before fading out and missing the question about his identity (fortunately his sensei would fill that information a second later). As for the bickering ninja from Konoha and the creatures that summoned them...they served only to hurt his ears with their constant yabbering everytime he was aware of his surroundings.

[[Entering Batosai Hitorki]]

He slowly opened his eyes as the sun flooded the bedroom of his apartment. It was young Batosai who recently returned from his trip back to the temple, his previous home, last night. He got out of the bed and made it. He then put on some faded blue jeans as the sun glared onto his skin. Batosai took notice of the sun glaring and walked over towards the window to take a look outside. He looked out to see the ocean shine like as if a new world was born. In the distance, the boats sailed back and forth from each other to bring new astonishing things to the island. Batosai's eyes turned downward as he seen the variety of different people walking by his apartment complex ranging from old to young, men to women, and adult to children. Batosai's eyes then turned back towards the the ocean and village. "Its really good to be home." Batosai thought.

His eyes slowly turned upward towards the sun. His hand placed over his eyes to prevent the glare from hurting his pupils. "It's already noon, I guess that means I'm already late for class. That would mean that Andou won't be happy with me as usual." he said amongst himself. Batosai then chuckled a little as a grin approached his face. "O well. I guess I can take the day off from school and catch up on some reading or do a little training on my own." He then quickly turned away and finished getting dress for the day. He put on a black t-shirt and made his way out of his bedroom and into the living room of his apartment. Unlike before, when he had nothing at all, his apartment is now decorated with items that can from the temple that they gladly donated to Batosai in hopes for luck on his path to become a shinobi.

He made his way to the door and put on his shoes. Batosai then made his way out the door after he collected some of his money. He walked down the stairs until he reached the bottom. There, his walked turned into a sprint out towards his new home.

[[Exiting]]

When the sun's powerful rays made their way into Bansame's room he stirred. attempting to find some position which would block out the sun and allow for a few more minutes of sleep. Giving up his useless efforts Ban opened his eyes and relaxed his third eyelid as he rose up out of the over-sized tub he called his bed. Due to his rough skin, a signature feature of his bloodline, Bansame never found traditional beds comfortable. Nearly every sheet material would always manage to snag on his skin causing the whole experience to be very constricting. It was not an uncommon thing for those of the Hoshigaki to prefer the comforts of water over that of cotton and springs.

Crawling out of the tub he reached out toward the towel rack to grab something to dry him off. Huh? he said out loud as he glanced up at the rack. Where there were usually several towels stacked and folded neatly was now a small rectangle of paper. From that arm's reach away Ban could already tell what the writing said thanks to the large, bolded, all capital print left by a magic marker.


A long sigh left Ban's lungs as he looked over towards his laundry basket. Pouring out over the basket like lava from a volcano was an assortment of dirty clothes and towels, which he currently needed. Doing his best effort to remove excess water from his body Bansame made his way towards his laundry and grabbed a towel. After removing the remaining moisture on himself he proceeded to dry the drips he had left across the floor before throwing the towel back into the basket. On any other day he would have done the laundry immediately, however today was different. Today was the day when Ban was assigned to report to the Kirigakure Academy.

After slipping on his training clothes Ban rushed to the kitchen, pulling a small container filled with sushi off the counter as he went out the door. By this time his mother would be out somewhere around the city, most likely doing some sort of shopping. His father on the other hand spent the most of his time either within the Hoshigaki offices or in the Mizukage's office building.

As Bansame exited his house and began his walk towards the central area of the island he noticed Sensei Andou prowling around the Housing district. He had heard many regard him as the future of Kirigakure, even his father had spoken well of him, but Ban had never had a chance to personally meet the man. Ban had seen him on occasion when Andou trained his cousin Hiru and knew that he was quite powerful. As he came closer to Andou he smiled and gave a nod. Ban figured a greater greeting would just end up drawing too much attention towards himself and distract the sensei from more important thoughts.

[ Clone check 16 - 3 = 13 < 16 FAIL ]
((I need a 20 or 19. I seriously doubt I'll get that roll but just for fun's sake, lol))