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[Open] It was like they were trying for a 'greatest hits of shinobi war' remake.

Where: Uzushio - Village Map
When: Evening of the 10th to the afternoon of the 12th.
Who: Anyone in or near Uzushio (Only a couple hours from the closest seal at a dead run)
Notes: Anyone is welcome to jump in here from either side of the conflict! All players are welcome to post top levels to this post for the situation.

The siege, for those that had lived through the last one, wasn't the same. Last time Uzushio had fallen, there had been inside attackers, and the coordination had been flawless. Last time, the people of Uzushio had relied on the rocky waters to keep them safe, and hadn't put too much more work into making sure that their defenses would withstand the tide of people coming at them from all sides.

This time, Uzushio had been built to weather anything people could dish out... and it was proving to be needed as the shinobi came down from the north like a tide, on the rivers and over land. It was like waves, with a crest of people before it trickled off, uncoordinated in a way only those from different places could manage, before another surge broke against the walls of Uzushio. The sealmasters, being the bulk of those who had returned to their village, had started rigging traps the day Konoha had sent people over, so it wasn't until the next morning that the last of the pre-set traps went off, and the waiting shinobi had to engage in proper combat as the enemy started to get in.

Proper reinforcements wouldn't arrive until the morning of the 12th to help drive the enemy off.

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He'd intended to stay out of it. He had, well and truly, intended to keep out of it. Konoha? Fine. It was none of his concern. Suna? Kazue appeared to be fine, and he'd heard word of her.

Uzushio?

Kushina and Karin were both there, from what he was currently understanding, and while he hesitated... he was careful to make sure the borders of the country were well patrolled, then went. It took longer than he cared for, but his presence was announced by a slam of his hand, sending dozens flying before following it with a hail of shrapnel.

Uzushio had people he knew and cared about, and clearly their allies of Konoha weren't there yet to help them. He'd return home as soon as this was... dealt with.

By the time the reinforcements from Konoha managed to arrive--they moved out soon as the message was received by Konoha and evaluated as authentic--the fight was quickly over. Their skill and numbers drove out the enemy and Uzushio was reclaimed, leaving the job now in the hands of the T&I departments, with Konoha to mostly help reinforce Uzu's borders.

He had spotted the red-haired stranger during the fighting and once it was over and Konoha's forces had their new assignments, and word was sent to Obito to assure him of Uzushio's safety, Gai was quick to seek out the man and both thank him for his help during the battle...and become better acquainted with their odd ally. In these times, with everything that had gone on with the fliers and the attack on Konoha, he wanted to know who they were working with--if they were trustworthy--and have a name to put with the face and the powers.

"Hello! I saw you during battle! That was quite impressive!" He held out a hand, offering it to shake.

He tilted his head, peering at him sideways through Rinnegan eyes as his blood red hair shifted aside. He wore no hitai-ate currently, though his black coat was littered with the red clouds of his elite.

"It was minimal for what was needed." It was a murmur, and he turned, facing him fully, looking him over.

Gai didn't recognize the cloak the man wore, though it made for an interesting fashion statement--not very useful for a fight, though the man was capable enough in it.

"How modest!" Gai struck a pose with thumbs up as he was looked over. "My name is Maito Gai! You are not a member of Uzushio, are you!"

"No. I did not use what I could have against them. We were.. too close to the village for that to please me." He shook his head slightly. "And no I am not. I am Nagato."

Even now, it was a name little known beyond his village, let alone his country.

So he had even stronger powers than just what Gai saw here! Well, of course he did. No one brought out all of their tricks when the battle was so clearly in their favor, but now he was curious just what the strange redhead could do if given the chance and need.

"Nagato!" He tried to make note of the name to ask Obito about later. Perhaps this was an ally they needed to make sure to keep. "It is a pleasure to meet you! On behalf of Konoha, thank you for your assistance!"

He stared at him for a long moment, oddly stiff at the words, then let out a little scoff. "I did not do this for Konoha."

"Of course not, I--" He was undaunted, though clearly that was a diplomatic setback Gai was unprepared for. "You are an ally of Uzushio, though, I take it? We have mutual friends, then, and I thank you for saving those that are important to us!"

"I'm not." He looked him over, realizing this man was younger than him and probably had no idea about him. "I simply have family here."

When he'd heard the news about Uzushio, Juugo had almost gone tearing out of there. But he'd held his calm, and held it back. Fear for Karin had become anger at those who dared threaten her, so when Nagato left, Juugo wasn't about to stay behind.

These people were trying to hurt his friend, and this time, he didn't feel the least built guilty or sick about hurting them back. A wave of water pushed a group back, and Juugo followed it back up with arms extended into their fluid chain forms, slamming down hard enough that the ground cracked beneath those so hit.

He worked deftly around Juugo, reinforcing and backing up his attacks with his own, making sure that no one would get past them in their part of the battle. He couldn't use his widescale attacks because it would kill people they were aiming to protect, but that didn't negate the intensity of their combined presence. It didn't take so much time before they were clearing a path.

A part of him, so close to it gloried in the violence and the rapid changes, and if Juugo had to stop and breathe once in a while to try to keep it at bay, well, Nagato was there.

He wasn't going to stop, though. These men were going to hurt Karin if they got closer to Uzushio, and Juugo wasn't going to let it happen. His arms became blades and hammers as he whirled, laying out enemies with hardly a thought to his own safety. When opponents' attacks got through the toughened skin he kept like armor, Juugo didn't pause. No time.

Nagato kept close to him, making sure that the younger man didn't get too hurt, or accidentally kick into one of the allied people who got too close. More than once he checked him into the enemy again in just such a situation, though he wasn't overly worried.

Then again, Nagato was hardly without his own war path, and the constant influx of enemy was keeping him busy enough. He'd left his Paths behind on purpose, it was true, but the enemy was probably regretting that.

Juugo ended up temporarily surrounded by reinforcements, having sensed that he was the less skilled fighter of the pair, and a temporary snarl marked his features. Wings burst out of his back, and up he went, only to fall with two fists pointed at the ground, and his chakra boosters adding to the force. It caused a shock wave when he hit the ground, and the earth cracked and was thrown outward.

But after an attack like that, Juugo needed a moment to gather his bearings, even if the enemies were worse off.

Nagato came to his side immediately, summoned creatures springing from nowhere to attack and defend even as he flicked his wrists to send injured enemies flying away. Of course, then he grabbed one to reel in, using that person to intercept an explosive tag and send it back to its owner.

"Good?"

Juugo nodded, wiping blood off the side of his face. It wasn't his, and one unfortunate enemy who'd managed to sneak close in the aftermath started backing away uncertainly. Juugo barely spared the ninja a glance, before one arm extended out in a flash and sent the poor man flying.

"Not badly hurt. There are so many."

Juugo's brows creased. He'd never fought so many at once, even that one time when they'd mean to attack Rain and caught Lee on the border.

"There are. We'll just have to bring the numbers down then. We're the strongest here, after all." He looked to him, face blank, but his eyes were catching absolutely everything. He reached and fed his chakra into his skin, absently and quickly healing his wounds before looking around.

"Though it seems we might have to give chase, they're trying to find other ways in."

The healing was welcome and got a tiny flash of a smile, before Juugo's frown came back. He didn't like fighting even though he knew he had to.

"I know. I wish there was a way to just catch them all and hold them still so they can't hurt anyone."

But that news made him scowl. "Where are they?"

He could sense so many people, but not knowing them personally, it was so hard to really pick out who was who.

"Further west. People who feel like me are the ones you want to defend, if that helps." It was a murmur, and he swept his gaze over their surroundings. "Shall we?"

Juugo could do that, so he nodded. West was easy, and he could already stretch out and determine that no one really close felt like Nagato. “Let’s go.”

With a sense of purpose, Juugo started west, knowing that Nagato would lead the way.

The fight from that point was chaotic, brutal, and the message seemed to be that if someone saw them coming then the locals and their allies should retreat so that they could fight freely. It made the next few hours intensely chaotic, but when no more enemies came... it was also a relief.

It was a relief, and Juugo had used a lot of chakra, so when there were no more enemies, he immediately made his way to the nearest clear area and sat down. After a moment’s rest he looked to Nagato. “They won’t try to come back, will they?”

"If they do, I don't think it will be today.... or here." He pressed his lips together. "They were making a statement."

“I don’t understand. What were they trying to say? This is just… mean. Uzushio didn’t do anything to them!” Juugo pauses for a moment, head tilting to the side. “I’m sure they didn’t…”

He’s not completely sure, though. There’s a lot he doesn’t know. But if Uzushio was going to war, wouldn’t Karin have told them?

"They'd probably do the same to Rain if they could get through my borders." It was a murmur, low and pointed. "Uzushio was not with them, nor were they given the chance to be so they could be held up as an example."

“How do we make them stop doing things like that? It’s not right.” Juugo shook his head again, rubbing his arms because the thought of attacking someone just because made his skin crawl. Why would someone make enemies of people as an example?

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[Open] It was like they were trying for a 'greatest hits of shinobi war' remake.

Early morning of the 12th. Anyone who wants to roll up on him is welcome.

After the battle, once Uzu is safe?

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