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01-19-2006, 12:28 PM | #11 |
Zettai Hero
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Rose panted heavily. She had used up a great amount of chakra with that fight, but as of current, she still had a normal sized amount of chakra to spare. The greatest toll was the mental one. While a majority of her clones had poofed when she wanted them too, there were some that objected, as well as some that ran off.
She guessed she could blame it on the cursed seal upon her head, but it did irk her a bit that there might be clones still out there, unpoofed. Oh well. Perhaps Kazero would find and take care of them before he came here to tongue lash me. Jin and Shino wouldn't mind my rough housing, unless it was a danger to my life. They only care that I'm where their money comes from... She expected Kazero very soon, though he might be swayed to not interfere with the mission by pounding me senseless. She did have to say that the Ninja from the mist who intervened in their fight was admirable, as in his wisdom all he had done wa kept watch patiently until the real Tomasu was clearly visible, and smack him around with speed and silence. Why didn't Rose think of that? She turned to face the group. She hadn't been paying attention at all when the Shinobi leader of the Village had explained the mission, or while the others were discussing stratagems. This would obviously present a problem, but Rose had never been a part of a team before, her sensei opting out of that particular lesson due to the easily angered nature of his ward. And another reason, which Rose had yet to pick up. <Well, fuck. Do I risk looking stupid and ask what we're doing, or do I simply pretend that I know long enough to get away with it? Wait...Is that Aseta?>
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