Forward Base Assembly:

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Despite the Raikage’s comment of not helping Iwagakure no Sato, the reason behind having not been known to the general populace, Daremo did not pay it any heed. There were people apart of the village that he would not turn his back to, even if it meant to go against the orders of a village’s leader. If there was one thing about him which was generally known, the silver-haired man put family above all else. They were the only thing he truly cared about in the world. They the primary thing which kept him going on a daily basis, and the foundation for many of his own motivations. And with him having family in Iwagakure no Sato who he knows was helping in the war efforts? Yes, there is no way that he would not see them, although, if any issue arises, he does have a plausible excuse for him being around them.

Stepping out of Kumo’s encampment with a scroll in hand, the male, wearing a dark brown haori, a white kosode, and dark brown hakama, took off towards Iwagakure no Sato’s encampment. The man had visited the location a couple of times whenever he had to look for his wayward niece who was apart of the village. Granted, he never ventured inside of the encampment always staying outside of it while waiting for his niece to appear. Speaking of his niece, Niala, last night, after rescuing the girls from a group of bandits, he had mentioned about coming by to not only check up on her but also to see how the rescued women were doing. He did not get a chance to do so last night, having to leave once he knew Niala was safe and sound, back with her brother in the camp.

Transversing the dunes his thoughts drifted to the scroll tucked away on his person. With a fire emblem on it, the scroll was handed to him by a courier-nin. It having been given to him the moment he stepped out of the breakfast tint. The courier-nin did not say why he was given the mission, only that it was requested of him to do it. Though he probably could have turned it down, he did not. A mission was a mission, and the ryo, while little, could be used for something useful. Plus, he did not have a problem in helping out the former village which had taken him in some time ago, and even allowed him, and now his wife, to leave without an incident. It was the least he could do for them.

After traveling for some time, the large Iwa encampment came into view. Daremo’s eyes were picking up on the movement of the shinobi stationed out the outer corners of the makeshift home for those who were helping in the war efforts. Decreasing his speed, the silver-haired man slowly walked towards the camp, his presence near immediately been picked up by the shinobi patrolling the area for any thread. Before he could even get closed to the camp, several Iwa shinobi appeared around him, halting his advancements. Questions were asked on why a Kumo-nin was so far out. Truthful answer was given, he wants to check on Niala, his niece, and to check up on the girls she brought in last night. More information was given to ease the shinobis worry, such as wanting to take Niala on a mission, the scroll with the fire emblem being shown as proof, and by the time everything was said and done, everything was and done, one of the Anbu disappeared to fetch the one in question. The Anbu leaving behind the other members to keep an eye on him, not like he minded.

Upon arriving back into the encampment, the Anbu would search for Niala, and upon finding her, mentioned someone by the name of Koyashi Daremo, who was proclaiming to be her Uncle, was waiting for her outside of the camp. Once the information was confirmed, and after the woman got her necessary materials, the Anbu body flickered them both back to the location were Daremo, still surrounded by the shinobis, waited for them. No sooner afterward, the shinobis disappeared, leaving the Uncle and Niece alone.

A smile spread across his face upon seeing his niece, “Hey, Niala. How are you?”, He asked, closing the distance between them, and hugging her. He having missed her despite them having seen her last night. Breaking the hug, he looks over his niece approved, “How are the girls from last night doing?”, He asked, wanting to know about their well-being. They were having been pretty roughed up when they were rescued. After an answer was given, Daremo pulled out the scroll with a fire emblem on it, “Got this mission this morning. Helping assisting the Konoha shinobi is establishing camps by clearing out some ruins. There is a good chance we will run into some bandits or thugs. You up for it?”

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A small frown briefly made its way upon his features, but quickly disappeared as soon as it came. Daremo had picked up that there was something more going on with his niece at the moment, she cut off her statement after mentioning having trouble to sleep. Not wanting her to close up, he did not push her on the topic, instead, he would wait for her to talk to him about it. She knew that there wasn’t anything she could say that would cause him to look at her in a different light. He cared for his niece more than a majority of people in his life, excluding his wife and children of course. The only thing he wanted was the best for Niala, nothing more. While his thoughts could have easily jumped to another conclusion, he clamped onto it before those thoughts could take root within him.

Daremo’s head nodded when she spoke about the rescued women, “It is fortunate that we were in the correct place during that night. There is no telling what type of horrors awaiting them. Not surprising they are still afraid and sticking together. There is safety, and in their case, comfort in numbers, especially with those you know. I only hope the best for them.”, He spoke, truly wishing the women will be able to get through the ordeals, and live a, somewhat, normal lifestyle. He knew it would be difficult for them, especially if they stayed within these war-torn lands. There is nothing for them here, except for bad memories, and he hoped they would manage to find some way out of the desolate lands.

He did not had to wait long for Niala to come to a decision in helping him with the mission, and a smile, eerily similar to hers, appeared on his face. Sure, he could have completed it on his own, the objective seemingly very simple, but he wanted company. Out of everyone he had met so far, Daremo enjoyed spending time with his niece the most. She was a breath of fresh air amongst the heartless of these lands that looked to snuff out any light. ”Like you have any room to take, but, I understand what you mean.”, The animal within him spoken, having woken up from its slumber. One of the beast’s eyes opening to peer out, and look at Niala, ”When will you properly introduce us?”, It inquired. He knew that the beast within him wanted to be introduced to their niece, maybe he will allow it sometime later, in privacy.

Daremo watched as a scroll appeared from her sleeve, and before one could blink, a hulking behemoth was standing before him. What the puppet lacked in stature it made up in pure intensity and meanness that oozed from it. “Let’s go.”, He spoke, turning around, and heading back the way he came. A moderate pace would be set, allowing for Niala to keep up as they traversed the lands. The colors around them blending together. It would not take long for them to reach a group of Konoha shinobis, who stopped upon seeing them approach.

Information was exchanged between the two group, Daremo finding out that this was the group who they were supposed to assist in clearing the way for them. Holding back a chuckle at some of the shinobis reaction in seeing Niala’s puppet, he promised the group that the area, which was only a couple of kilometers away from their location, that him and his partner, Niala, will have the area cleared by the time they arrived. Once more, Daremo set a moderate pace for the pair with them arriving to the ruin area.

No sooner after the touched down, a group for twenty bandits came out from a behind a couple of stone pillars which had collapsed. The men wielding swords with a few bowmen in the mix. Taking a glance at Niala, Daremo nodded his head, meeting a bandit advancing on him, the flash of silver being the only warning as the bandit dropped to the ground, grabbing his throat to stem the bleeding from the hole in his neck. Other bandits met similar fates as some of the wiser ones turned their attention on Niala, attempting to take her down. It took only a couple of seconds for Daremo to finish up his portion of bandits. Yellow eyes flicking over to Niala, seeing if she needed any assistance, it being unlikely. “Lets pile these up. A Konoha shinobi can burn their bodies.”, He mentioned, dragging the cadavers by their legs, not wanting to get blood on himself, and tossing them in a pile. The work being done by the time the Konoha shinobi arrived. “You ready to return back?”, Daremo would asked once everything was in order. He leaving along with Niala once she was ready.

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