Akemi Saotome: Forest
Akemi caught the senbon, and as soon as she caught them, she felt the added chakra and gave a dark chuckle, and thought, 'well done, well done.' She hadn't thought of adding their chakras together, but the idea was quite a good one. "I think you're forgetting who you're talking to." She said, not in a harsh way, but almost teasing. It was starting to feel like old times now. She felt an odd warm comfort that she was fighting alongside Rai again. There were so many things that she wanted to say, so many things that she wanted to take back, but at the same time, she wanted to make up for all of the things she had done wrong to her team. She could start by just being here for now. If they would let her into their lives, that is. For some it might be too late.
Her muscles were used to the constant fighting, and they weren't getting sore from all of this throwing and running, and she was prepared for something like this: she always was. The main thing that hadn't changed since she had been gone was her 'paranoia' of being attacked. The thing about it is that anyone who didn't have some sort of paranoia in the business of being a shinobi was lacking something instinctual and they wouldn't get very far.
Fighting always brought out the best in Akemi: her ghostly pale cheeks were tinged slightly with a pale pink, and her pale scars seemed to shine brightly as dewdrops of sweat formed: not the sweat of one who isn't used to working out, but the sweat that you see on athletes that are professionals at what they do. Her long brown hair was up in a ponytail and as she began to throw the senbon that Rai had thrown to her, it waved with the impact of her throws. She had thrown before Rai could explain that one should kill the creature, and by the time that what he had said sunk in, she had already thrown three into the one construct, and she quickly altered her aim on the fourth senbon to throw it into another construct. She still has more than enough senbon at that point, so it wasn't too bad, and she let loose, her killer instinct beginning to rise to the surface as the muscles in her face relaxed and her features began to take on a slightly more feral look to them.
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