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Kazeemi looked the young shinobi up and down with a scowl. His hair was a mess and his yellow jacket was in tatters. His pants looked a size too big, clinging to his hips by only the help of his belt. He was a mess; it looked like Konoha had just enlisted some orphan teen off the streets, not...

Death hung in the air. The train creaked and groaned, its skeleton collapsing as it took its final breaths. The air reeked of molten metal and burnt flesh. Cries and screams surrounded them, a soliloquy of pain and fear. It was pure devastation. After blowing the fires away, the first thing...

Kazeemi breathed a sigh of relief when her teammate agreed to their positioning in what was soon to come. It was one less person who could get in the way. Having been working and training primarily on her own, it was more difficult for Kazeemi to strategize around the movements and abilities of...

Somber, Kazeemi nodded as she listened to Kiyoka. Her lips pursed, brow arching in befuddlement at the mention that her earlier statement was a joke. She shifted back half a step, giving Kiyoka more space in a near apology. Social cues weren’t Kazeemi’s greatest strength, to say the least, and...

Her jaw clenched, teeth gnashing tightly in response to Kiyoka’s impertinence. It’s a secret? She knew what the girl meant, the meaning beneath her words, and it sickened her. Their home had been taken, assaulted, and their brethren dead. Comrades and children alike found sudden slumber beneath...

The tension in Kazeemi’s shoulders loosened slightly as she stood with the Kazekage and the red headed kunoichi. Her fingers idly tapped against the guards of her fans as the two spoke of the mission. She scanned the crowds, digesting the motions of the masses. Settling into their new homes and...

Heat waves waltzed upon the sands, swirling and twirling across the desert floor. The sun beat down upon the myriad of dancers, a captive audience that begged for etude after etude - an endless encore. There was another spectator to the show - a woman marching to the beat, with one hand swaying...