"Nothing recognizable." She said, shaking her head, "It might have just been my imagination. But I thought I saw.. a man, average height, average build. His face was covered in a mask. I chased after him, but he was gone as soon I turned the corner. I lost him in the garden on the east side, by the water's edge... They were likely using Henge no Jutsu to disguise themselves so that even if they<em>were</em>caught- no one could identify them. So who knows what he or she might really look like."<br/><br/>That was standard operating procedures, one of the oldest tricks in the book from the warring states era... "I went through everything in the office, but not a single thing was stolen." Tsukire explained, "Meaning the culprit wasn't after anything physical." There was no suspect, and no apparent motive. All they had going for them was what the alleged infiltrator<em>didn't</em>do. It had been a few days, and nothing had occurred out of the ordinary. No sabotage or other probing attempts, even after Tsukire managed to convince Gengetsu to post more guards around his office. This was assuming, of course, that Tsukire hadn't imagined the whole thing as the Mizukage suspected. She was known to work late nights.. and that one was no exception.<br/><br/>The woman shook her head and took another sip of tea, "Maybe Gengetsu is right... Maybe I am just worrying too much."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"A day? And a night?" The woman asked, obviously a little annoyed even though she had tried to hide it. Kaede was an unknown factor to her, and the Yugakure kunoichi wanted her out of her hair as soon as possible... Still, she smiled obligingly, "Don't you have some serious business to attend to back in Kumogakure? I'm sure after completing your mission, the village is eager to have you back..."<br/><br/>She tilted her head to the side as the Kumo-nin stroked her behind with her foot, blinking and begging with her eyes to give her a break. But the woman had little choice in the matter.. being forced to chaperon this ninja from a major village was no doubt a troublesome task, especially when she had to acquiesce to practically every demand she might have of her. Refusing a special jounin of Kumogakure could hurt Yugakure's reputation... Kaede might not have been an influential figure in international politics, but this was a matter of policy.<br/><br/>"I suppose.." She said, the hint of resignation in her voice and pale blue eyes.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Natsumi dressed in front of Kaede once she was ready to depart the relaxing baths, obscuring too much of that petite body underneath a fairly ordinary black ninja outfit and a pale breastplate, almost pink in color. It was embarrassingly non-threatening. It didn't have much armor on it and left the woman's midriff exposed, her skin pale as snow. She wore a short-sleeved shirt and a skirt, and her sandals covered most of her shins as well. She slipped on her fingerless gloves and tied her forehead protector around her head, allowing her hair to fall over it.<br/><br/>She turned back, looking at the Kumo kunoichi, "Are you ready yet? I'm kind of hungry too now that I think about it.."