Reaver has a predicament, one he never thought he’d be in. Contradicting honors. On one hand he had a honor to himself to defend his word and reputation from those that sought to tear it down. And on the other he made a oath to the mission, a honor bound oath. Could his actions to defend his personal honor be interfering with and oath he had made?
Fighting the blind runt was hardly fighting the mission at every turn. Hell, I wouldn’t even considered that against the mission!
You know as well as I the Azumi is the team leader, and you did the exact opposite of what the team leader had said and...would have killed her if she couldn’t fly. Even you have to see that.
“....” Reaver couldn’t formulate the words to convert what he felt or meant. Instead, he shoved it aside and focused on The present. “A warrior must always honor an oath. Less they take their own life.”
Without adding anything more onto that, Reaver eyed a sword placed rather precariously at the side of the room. He picked it up the handle and stared it down intensely, as if he were contemplating something.
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“Heh, calls it like I sees it, Bub.” Zaku snickered.
Sakon clenched a fist as he looked to the dark skinned ninja before him. He couldn’t tell if the jounin was either stupid, suicidal, or a mix of the two. Either way, Sakon held his ground.
“How about I send a counter offer?” Sakon spat. “You leave now and we won’t invade your village next!!”
“You know just as well as I that fighting each other would guarantee both our failures in this mission.” Kidomaru cocked his head. “We have reinforcements on the way. We will win either way you spin it. Either right now, or in ten minutes.”
Meanwhile Kou just looked at either side of the argument, and back to Heshina. The poor girl was stuck between two factions that were already fighting for the right to kidnap her. He mouthed the words ‘Sorry’ to her as sincerely as he could.
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“You honestly think I would walk out of here with just one vial?”
hama’s voice was stern and unnerving as she stood before kakashi, inches away from his face. The cold air was far more frigid than any icicle this Yuki could make. The silence was deafening, the wind blowing at an eerily slow pace. Fight would break out at any moment...!
“We...gladly accept the terms~” Hama practically sang.
Kai twitched from under the mask. She....thinks this is a game. What is WRONG with her?
“Now then Kakashi dearist, Take the vile and chose a member. I’m waiting~”
He plopped the glass vile in his hand, giving a lazy wave to him. It seemed this sudden shift of time was indeed genuine. Weather that was a good or bad thing was open to debate