Safe here in the light.

Suiren, what a nice little village. Well, not little at all. A trading hub of Kirigakure, its five connecting rivers made for quick, safe trading routs. Barges were sent up and down them everyday. The first of the team assembled by the Mizukage arrived late in the day. A man and a girl. For now they were here just to observe, then report. Ask a few question here and there. Small villages across the land had been raided, goods stolen, women raped. This problem had slowly worked its way over the land of mist, now it seemed to knock at their doorstep. The most recent account of these crimimal actions, was at a village just two days away. The pattern had grown thusly, and the Mizukage had calculated the next place they would strike would surely be Suiren. So here they were.

Onishi stood cloaked at the gates of Suiren, the banner of the mist flying above his head. His team would soon be assemble, all scattered far across the world. A girl from his own village was with him now, Jay as she liked to be called. A young chuunin, but a good enough kid. They awaited the others arrival. His white hair swirling with the wind, purple eyes watching ahead.

Kiyaki also known as the two tailed jinchiriki of the sand walked towards the meeting area and said "Hello I am Kiyaki Tatitka. I am here for the mission." Kiyaki said. His red track jeans and red track shirt and his blood red scarf blew in the wind he had a scar from his past that he never showed cause it made him sad.

Josephine leapt from building to building. She was late for a mission meetup.
"Damn it!" she swore," I'm never this late, oh gosh."
She leapt down from the buildings and saw a guy with white hair whirling in the wind, and another guy with a blood red scarf.
She recognized the white haired guy as Onishi, she had met him before, somewhere. She hurried up to the two guys. "Hey! Am I late? Josephine Yukikaze at your service!" she huffed.

"Your very loud for someone who calls themself a shinobi." Said a hashed, yet mocking voice, which seemed to come from no where. "I'm suprised that the Sand would send someone so...immature for this mission." The voice said farther. "And one so brightly colored. Maybe I'm just getting up in years, but I don't remember a single battle feild where bright red was consitered a stealthy color." The assassin Wasser remained hidden. He would only reveal himself last. For now, the shadows called him and hid him from all sight. He watched teh newest arrival. Another loud shinobi. Parhaps his Anbu training made him this way, but he was very critical of teammates.

Kiyaki then said feriously. "Are you mocking my clans symbol you want to come out of hiding and we settle the score that my color of my cloths doesn't mean I will not beable to crush you." Kiyaki said feriously as he did a few hand sign's and absorbed the earth under him and made them into Earth Gloves.

" We're pleased to have you with us Tatitka-san. " Onishi told on receiving him.

His greeting, while rather coarse and possibly detrimental to their mission-- anyone around who heard him could use that against them. Passer-bys might have thought them old friends gathering to celebrate-- hell they could of thought anything other than what it really was and Onishi wouldn't have cared. News of something like this could spread fast throughout Suiren, possibly deterring the raiders off their course. Though Tatitka Kiyaki was an important member on this team, he couldn't-- wouldn't dismiss him just on these grounds. He was a Jinchiriki after all, there was value in him, somewhere.

When the Mist chuunin came leaping about, Onishi gave her a glance with his purple eyes.

" Your not late, " He told her, "but your not early either. A shinobi should be in place long before their opponents arrive." Not to mar her feelings, but teach her a well needed lesson.

The voice from the shadows stirred something in him, fear crept over him. The masculine voice made sharp words, berating the Sand Jounin. With just cause, one must admit. On reading the individualized reports on each of the team members, Onishi took note specifically on the man called Sheedin. He was the most dangerous man on the team-- would have been the team leader, but Onishi's knowledge of the land an its people gave him a leg up. Stealth mastery. If it wasn't Sheedin that spoke, then Onishi was doomed to be foolish,

" We're not here to play who is the better ninja, for surely you would win. " He told the shadows. Unnerved that he couldn't pinpoint his location.

" Stop. " Onishi demanded on noticing Tatitka take action, stepping in front of the sand shinobi. It seemed unlikely that Tatitka would find the Anbu's location, rather Onishi wanted this insurrection subdued.

" Your forget yourself, sir. Do not be so easily lured by words. You'll find your death quicker than not. "

What else could happen? Oh yeah there was still one more of then to come, joy.

((Imma say its my turn now since Lightningpaw already took his turn))

Josephine huffed and smiled, a lesson learned. She shrugged it off lightly and prepared for the mission. Why hadn't the last Konoha ninja come yet? Konoha's ninjas are usually always on time. Josephine sighed and began conversing with the white haired ninja.
A figure brushed past her, sending her odd chills down her spine. The feeling was dark, and cold. She turned to the figure who walked past her, down the road, not even giving her a second glance.
Shrugging off the feeling she turned to the white haired man. "What's our mission?" she smiled.



Suiyuki, using the name "Yusui Kazyu" brushed past the red haired chuunin of the Mist. He smirked, collecting information from the airhead of a sister would be easier than he thought.

Wasser laughed. Boy this was going to be interesting indeed. His teammate, the one with the demon just proved that the demon's rage had warped his mind already. He shook his head. He would put him in the front. So long as his...leader agreed. He liked the rest of them. He could sense their fear of him. Very wise. For now he would remain in the shadows and see how strong minded his partners were. He quickly moved, changing position unseen by his teammates, using most and shadows as his weapon. "Well parden me for any insult to your clan. I meant no disrespect for them...just the fool they sent on this mission. Quick to rage, jumps right into a fight without thinking. To think someone like you would be trusted with something so powerful. Wasser laughed to himself. This boy dared call himself jounin. He's the kind of ninja that lets while teams die. Ah well, he wouldn't be his problem. "Now then. If I may. I have already studied this village and I believe I have a plan of attack, if you will humor me." this was to the team leader.

"This bright coloring is a symbol that I have a. been through great bloodshed and b. am the last of my clan. They were destroyed in a civil war I am the last that is why to give me a fighting chance the village sealed this tailed beast inside of me."Kiyaki said feriously and broke the earth Hands by stoping the flow of chakra. He then looked around for the guy that said the insult to his clan. He wanted to pummel him to the ground and then rip him in tiny peices. Kiyaki never let anyone talk bad about his clan.