attack on matsuo!

Itomoto, Asa dragged her feet through the hall, head hung low and she moved at a sluggish pace.
Shikakane says: Asa...
Ishikawa, Makoto says: ......
Shikakane whispers: Things are gonna get ugly in a sec... Mind steppin' aside with me for a sec? I wanna ask you some stuff.
Hisaya grew silent as everyone spoke up at once. Tears pricked her eyes as she realized that it was quite impossible for everyone to be telling a lie. To be joking with her. In her mind, Suzuri was fine - the picture of health, even if she had been covered in blood, hooked up to machines, when she fell asleep. The thought that... She was sent back to the forest when she had those wounds....

No.

Matsuo did that?

At first... The girl wanted to blame him. Yes - of course, he was at fault. He sent her coldly back into the forest despite her wounds. But it wasn't, in the end, his fault at all, was it?

It was her own.

Her face contorted, that ugly look of a person on the precipe of breaking down into full on tears. She had done this. She had wanted to end the fight quickly, and instead all she had done was murder her own cousin. Someone she loved. Someone she cherished. There would be no more going out for burgers anymore. There would be no more visits while Suzuri ranted about her problems, or apologized for the latest dumb thing she had done.

Because Suzuri was gone.
The tears spilled freely, and she backed up - no, she stumbled back. Her breath caught in her throat, and by the vending machine Hisaya hid in plain sight. She made no move to hide the sobs that wracked her form, her face hiding in that space between the wall and the vending machine before she fell onto her knees, hands sliding down the wall.

She had murdered Suzuri. She didn't mean to - but that didn't matter. Because Suzuri was gone. Her hands curled into fists and she slammed the fist into the machine itself, another sob escaping her body. For once it didn't matter if the others saw her crying, or acting this way. None of it mattered anymore.
Because Suzuri was gone.
Chou closes his eyes, exhaling audibly through his nostrils.
There were conversations that could never be had, now.
     "That's unfortunate."
Acts that could never be completed. "Extremely unfortunate."

Lids part, allowing his gaze to fall onto Hisaya- expression stoic.

"Come find me when you're less... Broken. I'll be downstairs."
Senju, Kourama comes thumping up the stairs...

Then he see's Hisaya.

Wordlessly, like a fucking robot, a man on a mission without any regard for who or what was getting in his way, Kourama moved over towards her. His giant hand reaches out - the hand he had just used to preform a life saving surgery to someone not but a few minutes ago. The hands that were massive and bulky but still nimble and gentle when they needed to be. But now? He didn't care what he was using. It didn't feel like he was moving his body anymore.

This was just instinct. Something he had no control over.

Hisaya is grabbed by her collar. Yanked towards Kourama with one hand. Hisaya might be able to see a fist out of the corner of her eye through the tears that were streaming down her face. Or at least feel the impact of five knuckles slamming into her nose as Kourama's arm drives it into her face and towards the ground.

If all goes according to plan? Hisaya's head is driven into the floorboards with enough strength to cause a loud CRACK! sound to echo though the room.
Yondaime hokage walks right up to Asa.
Ishikawa, Makoto planned to stop her immediately, the male Senju planned to punch her while she was sobbing. He remembered that he would do it and she probably expected it, he makes one handseal and vanished in a blur. He appeared right in time for him to grab the wrong person due to smoke covered his target.

"Let it rest, Kourama. Let her be."
Makoto would not be able to talk as his mouth would be filled with Kourama's fist and he would have three less teeth if he were to do this.
(Senju, Kourama)
Shimimaru saw a fight breaking out, promptly rushing over to stop it however he could.

"Kourama, no!" The Kaguya shouted as the Senju grabbed hold of his cousin, rushing to pull the man away from Hisaya. "Lashing out like this won't bring her back." He informed the man. A harsh truth.
Hayato took from his spot nigh immediately. He might not be able to stop the assault, but he'd certainly motion to separate the two. - In truth, he was protecting Hisaya in the only moment of weakness he had witnessed in the entire time he had known her.

Hands clapped together. Chakra surged into the wind around him, ravaging forth. He motioned to blow Kourama and the impassive shinobi across the room.
Ishikawa, Makoto gets punch in the face, he must really thought he was Hisaya.
Nahoshi hearing sobs wrack the body of the Senju was unreal if she was to be honest with herself having never heard such a thing. Yet at the same time it hammered home the point that the blue-haired girl she'd known for years was gone. A chill settles within her, races down her spine as the certainty of the death settled in. She's stunned, if only for a moment and then the Giant moves towards his cousin.

A sharp crack echoes in the hall as the teen aims to do harm.

"Kourama." There's a brief pause and then she's at the Senju's side, ready to back up Hayato's motion and protectively positioned.

"Not here. Not now."
Uzumaki, Ameno knew..
She knew before she sent Asa to the morgue..
She knew before the truth assaulted Hisaya...

But, it still didn't feel real, and to watch the Senju break down? - It's nothing more but a crack in her heart, eyes dipping towards the ground in sorrow.
The celebrity, the role-model she had grown to believe was dead, and she couldn't imagine the backlash that it had on the others.

As a result? - Ameno is numb, numb to both the pain and violence that ensued. She could only watch with a fragile heart as the fist are exchanged. She had the chance, to go against the Hokage and stop the Senju from leaving, but she didn't.
Was it as much as her fault as it was Hisaya? - It's a question that proves difficult to answer..
   "......"
Atsuko plants a turnip in Akira's back pocket.
Atsuko hands Pale, white-haired teen a Turnip.
Okawa, Katsuo hands Atsuko a Scroll.
Atsuko asks: ?
Pale, white-haired teen says: thanks
Atsuko steps away from Akira.
Itomoto, Asa had been stopped in her tracks by the Nara wanting her attention, a comment about things soon to be ugly. She couldn't yet see inside of the room fully and there were people inside that blocked her vision. She seemed to be unaware of Hisaya within the room, perhaps for the best, for i she saw the Senju? She wouldn't be able to control herself, it would be another repeat of the act moments prior that hospitalized three innocents.

Violet eyes turned upward to peer at Shikakane, her eyes were red from apparent agitation, an almost unending stream of tears only having just recently come to halt.

She lost her teacher, someone she held very dear and precious to her heart, her heart now shattered and broken. Her gaze meeting with Shikaken's accompanied a scowl, a most unfriendly and anguished gaze reflected in her eyes.

Before she could be taken away by Shikakane, before she could see Hisaya, the violet eyes of the girl caught the sight of Matsuo, the man standing before her and her eyes went wide.

"You.." She spoke softly, her hands clenching into tight fists. "It's your fault! You killed her!" She barked out, teeth gritting and all the exhaustion she felt suddenly uplifted and left her.

"You sent her back in there knowing she would die!"

Her hand clenched into a tight fist and she swung with all of her might intending to drive her fist into Matsuo's cheek, her hand coated with metal and she sought to drive a heavy impact into the Hokage's face, an impact strong enough to bust the mans cheek open and knock out a few teeth if she were successful.

"WHY?!"
Uzumaki, Negi has no idea that it was Hisaya who had inflicted those wounds. To him, it was the face of someone who had lost another precious family member. The two had seemed close, after all. Kourama moves to knock the crap out of her, Makoto intervenes and takes the hit. He shakes his head, unable to do much to intervene even if he wanted to. The distance was too great, his leg was too fucked up and even on his hands he'd be too slow to do anything. That said, he quietly watches as Nahoshi steps into the fray as well.

'Damn.' The word itself described the magnitude of just how fucked up this whole situation was and he didn't even have the full story.
Ishikawa, Makoto says: Everyone....Calm down.
Hisaya would have been lifted and honestly? She wouldn't have fought back. Kourama had told her he was going to beat her ass - and even if Suzuri had survived, she deserved it. But now? She deserved so much worse. But that lifting up never came. That blow never came.

Makoto, Hayato, Shimimaru, even Nahoshi - they all came to stop him. Hisaya, for her part, continued hunkering where she was, sobbing. Her nose was running, her eyes refusing to stop crying. It was a rather obvious moment of weakness. Suzuri always had been Hisaya's weakness.

But that sobbing slowly subsided, whilst another emotion overtook her. She had anger welling up within her - mostly at herself, but also at Matsuo. Hearing Asa's cries, Hisaya put two and two together, and slowly... Very slowly, she stood up.

".... W-...." she spoke up, but found herself unable to really complete the sentence, or even the word. It's only after some moments of trying to stop herself from sobbing, and wiping at her face repeatedly, does she speak up, her voice low, and soft - and so dangerous, ".... Where is he....."
Senju, Kourama had finished trying to slam his fist into Hisaya's face when an entire posse of people showed up in an attempt to stop him! It seemed that Makoto was intent on blocking the punch with his face - as one does from time to time! And so he'd be punched by Kourama, with enough strength to clock his head back and send it slamming into the vending machine behind him.

A Goke™ can rumbles to the bottom of the machine, being forced out without proper payment due to all the rumbling.

Kourama still doesn't show a hint of emotion in his face. Had he really lost all his senses just from this?

Though after that one good hit, he had already backed up. Either listening to the words of his peers or simply realizing that he had the wrong person. The wind that aims to blow him across the room is met with Kourama instead simply digging his heels in, skirting back a good bit but without losing his footing.

His eyes remain locked on Hisaya.... but he doesn't move to pursue.
Yondaime hokage says: ™
Uzumaki, Ameno says: ™
Hayato says: Conduct yourself as a shinobi, Kourama. You're not -helping-.
Nahoshi grumbles, her heart beating hard in her chest.

"I don't have all the details..." And truly, she didn't. Yet she had heard Asa's cries and could see the Hokage from her spot...couple that with what she'd heard... "But I know there's sure as hell not going to be a beating in the Hospital."

Her attention trails to Hisaya while her eyes remain cautiously locked on Kourama and the impassive shinobi.

"Where's who, Hisaya?" Nahoshi questioned softly, posture misleadingly relaxed.

Yondaime hokage had a whole different purpose than explanation when he came up closer to Asa. While her mind was burdened by revenge, sadness and rage Matsuo's had a clear plan. A quick review of a certain tape had revealed something he never would have expected to see. For one of his Shinobi to break into the morgue was definitely not right.

As the scarfed girl's lips parted to transmit her raw emotions verbally the Yondaime made a move of his own. His entire body turned into nothing more than a blur, right hand reaching for the blade at his side, a solid grip being taken. Raiton-natured chakra coursed through the weapon as its pommel was driven right towards the girl's abdomen with no restrain; he clearly aimed to put her out of commission right away.

The man's expression kept its neutrality despite the weight of the recent events, as if he did not care.
Shimimaru keeps rooted with arms locked around the larger Senju's, teeth grit fiercely as he holds the man in place.

"Easy, big guy. You don't want to do this. You're frustrated, I know.. But this isn't going to help you! You know I'm right, but your emotions are telling you otherwise! Pull yourself together, man, you're better than this!" The Kaguya spoke up, trying to get a handle on the situation.
*Okimi has rolled a 10 on a D10!*
Shikakane had simply intended to question Asa on what was going on. He knew that Suzuri's death was making waves, even within himself... but he never would have suspected the Hokage to come up to her as he did... and as suddenly as he appeared, so too was his attack towards Asa.

The Nara was naturally inable to engage at such a close distance, nor did he intend to fight anyone in the first place. He looked at the mess downstairs, and by the time the sword flung out its sheath, he nearly stumbles backwards from the two.
Even if his endurance matches his strength, well-prepared to get struck down.
It didn't stopped the Giant from thrashing him against the Vending Machine and in sitting position. He expected a punch from anybody -- But Hisaya. Hisaya, he knew about the technique from Ansem. Telling them how dangerous that A-Rank can be. She would of deserved it too, however he intercepted.

His body and mind telling him it's not right to punch a person when their not in their 'state of mind'

A hint of blood came out through a simple spit to the empty ground and slowly stood back up with his hair shadowing his face. "Hm..." At the moment, his expression had look blanked, but not anymore, he looks up and revealed an even more serious expression. "Everyone -- Calm the hell down. Now."
(Ishikawa, Makoto)
Ishikawa, Makoto says: This isn't going to bring anyone the hell back.
Hisaya slammed her hand into the machine suddenly, soon after Makoto's head met it,

"YOU KNOW WHO!" she shouted in response to Nahoshi's question. It was then that she moved away from the machine, squeezing between the various people crowded around her. She stumbled out from the crowd -- and that was when her eyes caught sight of the Hokage himself.

Her gaze darkened.

Hisaya moved - with purpose. If there was ever doubt on what Hisaya's next actions would be, they became perfectly clear in that moment. A snarl exited her lips - and even as he utilized his skill in kenjutsu to end Asa's chance at fighting against him with one move - she continued to move forward. She yelled, like she had never done,

"WHY DID YOU DO IT?!" she screamed, her voice cracking, "SHE WAS OKAY! SHE WAS FINE. SHE WAS HERE. SHE WAS IN THE BED. SHE WAS OKAY.... SHE WAS ALIVE!" she screeched.
Okawa, Katsuo looks between Asa, Matsuo, and finally, Hisaya.
His eyes are glued on the blonde Senju.

In his mind she was a monster.
"..."
Nahoshi whispers faintly.
Ishikawa, Makoto says: ....
Senju, Kourama ...seemed pretty calm, really. Just blankly staring at Hisaya as they moved over towards Matsuo. He didn't move the rest of his body an inch.
"--uh."

There's shrieking in the hospital lobby. That was never good. Okimi winces, shuffling towards the nearest person she thought she could talk to that she spotted first. Notably, one of her arms are in a cast and her torso is covered in all sorts of bandages.

She perches near the Iwagakure crowd, lowering her voice to a whisper.
(Okimi)
Nahoshi whispers faintly.
Itomoto, Asa had hardly even time to reaction, she was hardly able to speak a word before the mans assault struck her. A swift blow that came across as a blur to the Itomoto, the girls arms reflexively reaching to try and cover her gut, unable to fully block or prevent the mans attack however and a surge of lightning elemental chakra followed, it pushed into Asa's abdomen and she writhed with pain, her muscles locking up and her teeth were grit tight.

She wasn't going to let this be it for her, she wasn't going to allow herself to fall from this alone, even if it costs her an arm and a leg or even her life, she had no intention of letting up.

She collapsed to her knees, violet eyes reddened by a flow of tears stared up at the man, tears swelled up once more flowing down her cheeks.

"You.." she mumbled out soft spoken. "You..!" Her teeth were grit ot he point her gums were bleeding.

A chakra within the Itomoto flared up, the mark on her neck activating once more after just a short span of time since the last use of it, she had no control over it. Flame like markings spread out rooting from her neck and traveling across her body and over her face, over the bridge of her nose and seeking to overtake her entire

"I'm going to kill you, Matsuo!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, hand planted against the ground intending to push herself back up to her feet.
Uzumaki, Ameno winces..
All of it was beyond her comprehension.

However, she wouldn't make the same mistake twice, not when she had the chance..
She warned Asa about going into the morgue and yet? - She went anyways.
She had the chance to keep Suzuri in the hospital, but? - She yielded.

And now, with Hisaya stepping forward, The Minimaki would seek to intercept her path, acting as the small 'hump' in the road that she was.
  "Please, Lady Hisaya. I don't want you to get hurt," she uttered, tears withheld for the moment.
Okimi says: . . .
Ishikawa, Makoto makes his way over to the Itomoto, remembering those dark essence flowing through her body.

"For crisis sake...Not this again. We're gonna have to restrain, Asa."
Chou bit down into his lower lip.
     Don't tell me..
His eyes flicker across the room, landing onto the Hokage.
Now, bits and pieces of the situation began to come together.

The Akimichi's gaze moved toward a nearby room door - he headed in that direction, hands lost in his pockets.
Despite all the effort, his eyes were filling with water.
Shimimaru maintained the hold for a while, but looks over his shoulder when his attention is drawn to another scene. More trouble.. Why was he even getting involved? This wasn't his village. Perhaps he just considered the struggle between Senju a dishonor to the late Suzuri's memory. And the dead were always in need of their respects.

That other situation, however? He wasn't about to touch that.
Hayato scans the unfolding situation. Briefly, he'd turn toward Okimi and friends at his flank,
    "I'd.. Leave if I were you all."

With that, he ambled forth. An expression far from amused rested on his face. Dedicated to his purpose, the swordsman had all intent on protecting everyone he could - from harming themselves, or others. He was still an officer in spirit, despite his recent forfeiture of his badge.

As he scanned Asa, he couldn't help but recall the interaction with the snake-lady. It all slowly came together. A hand tugged at his hip. Hayato was quick to brandish his weapon.. As he always has been.
Uzumaki, Negi is drawn to the scene with Matsuo and Asa now, due to Hisaya breaking through the throng of the crowd to scream at the man. Negi sighs. Konoha was amazing and never dull, but things like this happened far too often for his liking. He continues to observe, even as Asa is dropped by the technique Matsuo uses. In a perfect world, none of this would have happened. Nobody would have gotten hurt. They wouldn't have to be this damaged by the tough reality of their job. His own reservations with Matsuo not withstanding, he was quite frankly disappointed. Not with anyone in particular sans himself for failing to perform to standard in the second test.

But with the situation as a whole. Their world was one of constant death, strife and tribulation. Never a dull moment, but never an honest break. He knew that Matsuo for all of his rather questionable actions, would never attack one of his Shinobi without a damn good reason for it. It didn't explain why Suzuri had been sent back, as potent a Shinobi as she was. But it at least explained Asa's current predicament. He empathized with the girl, though. Suzuri had been something of a role model to him, even if their ages weren't far apart. His rival in their ultimate goal. Lashing out wasn't going to help anyone though, and it certainly wasn't going to bring Suzuri back. His time in the forest had told him exactly what lashing out and getting ahead of yourself really did. It got you and the people you're responsible for hurt in the end. He couldn't fault anyone for it considering how recent his latest thrashing had gone, however.
A girl with a mark.
Which out of the two were more of a monster -- the leader of their village who supported cruel and twisted logic, or a girl who couldn't control her actions? It's something Okimi had to think deeply  on as she began to take slow steps forward. Though the medic was injured, she still had one good arm to work with and her legs. If she was careful, maybe things would go well.

For now, she was sticking to lurking in the back as she watched the scene unfold as she always did.
(Okimi)
"Hardly."

His response to Asa's determined yelling was followed by a cold hard truth. One that could only lead to a demonstration of power beyond what the young girl could fully endure. Her will to stay conscious would do more than merely scald her chakra with a foreign presence: This would hurt like hell.

His weapon was brought up, kept in its sheath. Raw chakra was flowed into both it and its container as the Genin struggled to get back up on her feet. This was borderline cruel-- something that none of his students really had to experience before. The man's sheathed blade came swiftly from the right, aimed to slam right into Asa's cheek with enough force to draw blood and knock out some teeth. That single strike may have been enough.

It should have been enough.

But another came. And another one. Each with far more speed and power behind it than the previous one. Matsuo's left leg slid forth, weapon dropping to his midsection for a flawless execution of the second part of this combination technique. Blinding thrusts were sent in succession towards the girl's body. Whether it would be her face or her chest that would take the blunt damage mattered little.

His stance changed once more. A powerful step from the right aggressively advanced forward as one final thrust was sent right for Asa, delivering a blow backed up by all of the chakra that had been built up into his weapon.

Had his blade not been sheathed, this would have undoubtedly killed the girl.
(Yondaime hokage)
The half-faced burnt youth thinks: Uh oh gamers.
Ishikawa, Makoto thinks: Shit. He's aiming to kill!
Nahoshi did what she had been doing for a while.

Remained a mere step behind Hayato and a handseal later there's two more of her; one Hao for each possible troubling element of the situation. The general crowd. Hisaya. And Asa. She didn't know what would need to be done but if the room descended into chaos she'd be ready to intervene. More chaos than was already present.
The half-faced burnt youth very slowly climbed the stairs.

[1/3]
Senju, Kourama early sacrifices shimimaru who then early sacrifices kourama and the two become a bit whirling manwheel of death and kills matsuo
Atsuko 's pensive for a moment or two, watching the scene go down. Her gaze mainly follows Okimi.
Senju, Kourama says: big*
Shikakane hadn't known such force in his life that's been so up close and personal. Attack after successive attack towards Asa would most certainly harm her at the very least, but after seeing her take a blade through the abdomen, he couldn't have any doubts about the situation. To cover every base was something he advertised often, after all.

That in mind, the Nara wuickly switched to resorting to his hiden, sending his shadow towards the already downed girl in the case she got up again. He liked Asa... She was a nice girl, but she was also a danger to everyone in this room, even greater than the Hokage. The combination of strikes and the fact she was on the ground would make linking his shadow very easy.
Matsui stumbles up the steps,
  "W-woah! So many people!"
Matsui thinks: . . . Or not?
Ishikawa, Makoto pushes Matsui down the stairs.
Hisaya even with Ameno's interjection... Hisaya moved forward. There was a terrible, terrible look upon her face and even with her desire to help Asa against Matsuo? There was too many people around. Simply too many. She pushed herself past Ameno in silence, refusing to answer the girl. Her teeth grit together,

".... MATSUO!.... Answer me," she growled, her voice actually cracking briefly. It was only now that her hand gripped the hilt of her blade. She didn't draw it.... Could she even draw it now? Did she have the courage for it?
So much going on.
Continuing to look between Matsuo, Hisaya and Asa- The Okawa would begin to try and categorize them in his mind as he lurked in the back, following behind Okimi.
(Okawa, Katsuo)
Nase, Nori stares in mild horror as the Hokage uses a technique eerily similar to the one that Jin had been so well known for. The view of it set something churning in his gut, a quiet anger.

Were there no limits that Matsuo wouldn't go to bring shame to their village?

To their way of life?
Hyuuga, Hyouhen ascends the stairs, having been unable to find a proper medic to tend to Tota's room. He hears various shouting along with multiple voices up ahead, prompting a quickened stride.

He arrives at the start of Asa's declaration, his squadmate having picked the absolute -worst- person to make such a bold threat to. Tota was down, and it seemed as if he were about to be down yet another member on his team. If only he had been here sooner...

He visibly winces at each successful blow upon the girl's person, a combination that he was sure would send her into the depths of unconsciousness. Hyouhen suddenly steps forth, affiliation clearly not an issue. As a member of his team, he was sort of responsible for her in a way.

"..Enough already," he speaks, waiting for an opportunity to collect the girl. This made two down...
Uzumaki, Ameno is quite literally 'moved'.
As said before, she was a 'hump' in the road, and it proves true.
Even with her greatest desire to deescalate the situation, she's useless, and fairly thankful that Hisaya had used such a restrained force.
   "...Hisaya," she uttered, her own voice fading in the background as she stared at the Senju's back.

There was absolutely nothing the young medic could do.
Atsuko begins to trot forward, panning around the area.
Katsuo was tailing her.
Okimi briefly stopped to flash him a frown, but she didn't tell him to go back. The medic knew about his convictions and where he stood against monsters. It's only a matter now of who was brave enough to stand up to people like that. It's terrifying. If a wrong move was made, her life would easily be taken, but...
...there was opportunity here, wasn't there?

He's distracted with Asa and her rage. The medic's footsteps pick up as she draws closer to the chaos, maneuvering through the crowd as she got a better look at the scene.

She'll wait a little longer.
(Okimi)
Everything was happening so fast, the man was far superior to the Itomoto, she could barely see the mans blade when he sought to strike her. The first blow was sent for her cheek and Asa's entire body ducked down and low rying to outright avoid the strike however failing to completely avoid it. Her temple instead of her cheek was struck sparing her from the loss of teeth.

The impact hit harshly, her temple busted open and her head recoiled backward. Her teeth were grit and tears ran down from her cheeks. Persistent she aimed to push herself forward, to go against the flow of the impacts hitting her body, to press all of her strength forward.

Strike after strike landed against the Itomoto's form and she fought against it, she sought to endure, her right hand thrown out clenched into a fist seeking to hit against Matsuo's chest, but by the time she'd manage to reach it would be nothing more than a harmless tap of her fist against the mans chest.

She refused to fall before she could manage that much, the damage she had accumulated however was far too much, she was opperating with nothing but pure and raw willpower by this point.

The final strike against her form, the thrust of the blade hitting her body being the final straw that she could endure. The markings spreading across her body receeds across her skin and her weight collapsed backward, she hit the ground with a resounding thud completely unable to lift even a muscle after.
(Itomoto, Asa)
Hayato squeezes his way through the crowd. As he scanned the scene before him, his lips parted,
    "Take Asa to the prison." he commanded, "Lord Hokage, I need to speak with you. It is a matter of the village's security."
Hyuuga, Hyouhen says: She's getting medical attention first.
Hayato says: She'll be fine.
*Hisaya has rolled a 3 on a D10!*
Matsui had enroached upon a peculiar scenario. He merely quirked a brow at the cluster of shinobi,
  "W-woah, what's happened?"

A pair of pupils slowly scan the vicinity, before finally resting upon the defeated Asa, and the towering Hokage.
Ishikawa, Makoto "Sh- Oh ... He have the sheath on."

He sighed in relief.
gnoring the frown his continues on, still looking between the three of them.
Hisaya was.. Upset at Matsuo? Could the emotionless, robot of a Senju actually care, and feel some form of remorse towards her actions? And on top of that, weren't those teachings from Matsuo himsefl? To the Okawa. She was safe.
Asa was.. She was known to attack her comrades in her rage, but was that really her fault? She was only upset because Hisaya killed Suzuri, which in truth was caused by Matsuo teaching Hisaya to be that way. On top of Matsuo forcing her back out to the forest. To the Okawa. She was safe.
Matsuo.. Each and every time a new 'monster' popped up, Matsuo was at the center of their creation, in one way or another. To the Okawa. He was a monster.

Continuing to follow behind Okimi, he'd make sure to stick close to the Medic, unsure of what was to come.
(Okawa, Katsuo)
The half-faced burnt youth made his way to the top of the stairs.
He leaned against the wall to catch his breath.
Climbing all that way was a workout.
Yondaime hokage brought the weapon back where it belonged at his hip. Hayato, if anything, proved that he was a splendid Shinobi in that moment; grasping the situation swiftly enough and giving out orders that would follow the line Matsuo was on. His attention shifted towards the distraught blonde, lips parting to give out a few cold words.

"Take her to the jail. She broke into the morgue."

A black VCR tape was tossed at the ex-Chuunin for her to catch before the Hokage walked past her, not addressing all of the issues she had in that moment-- almost as if he did not care.
Yondaime hokage hands Hisaya a Tape.
Uzumaki, Ameno didn't feel quite comfortable..

Instead, she moved backwards, departing from the crowd.
Tou says: ...L-let me go, Hizoku.
Hizoku let him go.
Tou takes a few steps away from the stairs, while stretching and bending his arm in multiple directions to make sure that he wasn't injured.

His gaze focuses on Asa and Matsuo for a few moments. What had just happened?
Uzumaki, Ameno knocks on the door.
Hyuuga, Hyouhen had already begun to swivel around Hayato. Clearly he wasn't asking. He kneels down next to the girl, assessing her condition.

"You'd throw her in a cell.. in this state?" he asks with the shake of his head. "Which one of you are capable of medical ninjutsu?" he asks to the crowd, aiming to take matters into his own hands. It seems to only get worse the longer he remains for one reason or another.
Tou thinks: Did that Iwa-nin just disobey Matsuo?
...It seems that he didn't really intend to kill her, as well as having the situation handled. Sharply exhaling, the Nara retracts his shadow, the small glimps of the clan hiden seeing no use today.

For now, all he would wait for is the next action of his commanding officer's response to the Hokage, the commanding commanding officer in his case. He stood by, regardless, prepared for anything. He doesn't know if she would be capable of recieving medical attention, and he knew his place was not to worry about that.
(Shikakane)