The Right Hand Man of the Fifth Raikage was out of his element at the moment.  Oh no the weather wasn't bothering him at all, it was a little chilly and damp at the moment, but he was used to that.  Kumo was located on top of a mountain after all, so it was actually similar to home.  No it was more because of the assignment he had.  Kenchi knew that he was the best choice from Kumogakure to be sent to this little squad of ninja from the five great nations, but nevertheless it was hard to not be on end when you were working with four different foreign Shinobi.  He'd read the dossiers of his temporary allies, and they all seemed to be capable enough, though he wondered why Kiri only sent a Chunin while Konoha had given an Anbu, and he was a Veteran Jonin that could easily be classified as Anbu level.<br/><br/>Coming upon the village that was to be their metting site, Kenchi adjusted the sword that was strapped to his back.  A gift from the Raikage upon his promotion to Jonin, even though the man had yet to be named Kage back then.  Simpler times they were....  Pulling his mind out of the past, the Kumo ninja readied himself, he was representing his village now.  He could see the Kiri ninja near the Inn, and knew that he was also in vision.  Giving the other man a nod, the white haired ninja spoke.<br/><br/>"Jonin Kenchi of Kumogakure, Registration Number 016573.  Ren Yuki of Kirigakure I presume?"