"Huh... well..." Kohaku began, shielding his eyes from the sun and looking over at the approaching fleet, "That's about a dozen ships... maybe two hundred...?"<br/><br/>It would have been comparable to the number of Jounin and Chuunin that the Mizukage brought with him. He stood up and scratched his chin, "Wow. Didn't think there would be so many.." Usually, when this many ninja got together from different countries, that meant there was a war going on.<br/><br/>His technique immediately picked up Kohaku and Samehada's signatures, but Kakumei could control it so that they wouldn't set it off. This would be an ideal place to scout out the processions or to launch an ambush. He looked down to see the Mizukage and Tsukire leaving the mayoral mansion to look out at the approaching fleet from the terrace. Of course she would be by his side.<br/><br/>"What do you think the rest of us are going to do while they have their little talk? Just sit and wait?" Kohaku complained with a shrug, "Can't say I've ever spoken with a foreign ninja in anything but veiled threats before eh?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Damui and Kaede made an unusual pair, the man tall while she was short. Both of them were muscled and tough, masters of taijutsu. He had not achieved the same level of mastery or specialization that she had, but he could pull a hundred pound bow as easily as one would pull a book from a shelf. His greatbow was taller than he was, even though he towered over others at six feet. Usually it was kept in his bracer, ready to be summoned. His hands were gloved, and his other arm had a bracer that could produce an arrow whenever he needed it. Above, his arms were thick and muscled from training, and he was darker in complexion than Kaede. He wore samurai-style shoulder pads and two bands across his chest that kept them in place, exposing his sculpted chest... beneath, a sarashi that silhouetted his abdominal muscles and trousers that ended in sandals like her own. He wore the Kumogakure style forehead protector, had yellow eyes and red hair.<br/><br/>Their third team mate came bounding down the deck into the cabin of their boat. "Heeeeyyy, Damui! Kaede!" He called out, "We're almost there, huh!?"<br/><br/>He was light skinned with blonde hair and though taller than Kaede, he was the least physically imposing of the three. Of course, it would have been unwise to judge him from that alone. Em was a master of combining ninjutsu and taijutsu together, channeling lightning into his blade to increase its cutting edge. He had the kanji '雷', lightning on his right shoulder and '刀', katana on his left. He wore the sword itself upon his belt. He dressed in Kumogakure blue and white, wearing a jacket and fishnet shirt beneath like Kaede. He wore the standard gloves and sandals of his village.<br/><br/>Em went up on the deck, leaving the two behind. "Finally." Damui complained, "I can't wait to stretch my legs."