Tsuro Hozuki
It was another rainy morning, water flowed past Tsuro as he stood on a maintenance path at the point where a large storm drain released into one of the canals that fed the excess water into the large body of water that surrounded the village. True to it's name, the Hidden Rain Village was subject to almost daily rainstorms. Tsuro found that he didn't mind it nearly as much as other people might. After all, the feel of the rainwater falling from the heavens to land on his skin was actually rather soothing, much better than the miserable desert that characterized the Hidden Sand. He allowed himself to enjoy the sound of water flowing by and the feel of raindrops hitting his face for a few moments as he levelly surveyed a row of buildings across the canal before turning and walking back the way he had come. It was a bit of a walk back to the maintenance shaft that led up to the abandoned warehouse the Akatsuki were using as their base of operations in the city, and the underground storm system was labyrinthine enough that most people would get lost after spending much time down there. Kira had been a major help in mapping out the system and helping familiarize the rest of the Akatsuki with it such that they could now navigate the system without difficulty, a fact that would no doubt serve them well in the days to come.
Returning to the warehouse base, Tsuro left behind the sound of rushing water and was left only with the sound of the rain pattering down on the warehouse roof. He had finished briefing the Akatsuki members last night. They had gone over what plans they could make, though there wasn't a lot they could do but wait for the right opportunity to present itself, and perhaps lure their prey off away from others. That would require more on the fly planning and exploiting those opportunities as they arose. It had been almost a week since they had infiltrated the Hidden Rain Village, and they hadn't been idle. Other than setting up their hideout, they had conducted general recon of the village and their targets. With this, they had learned a good deal about the opposition they faced. They now knew that each jinchuriki had a number of personal guardians who would doubtless interfere in their attempt to capture them. Over the course of their surveillance they had acquired some good information on both their targets and their guardians that would help even the playing field, despite their numerical and geographical disadvantage.
Now that it was time to get moving, Tsuro gathered up his gear, strapping his short samurai sword and his ninja tool pouch to his waist before donning the black and grey poncho and wide-brimmed straw hat characteristic of the village's civilians. Tsuro gave the final brief to the other members of Akatsuki. "Alright, this is it. Our recon phase is over, if you have an opportunity to get the jinchūriki or kill their guardians, take it. We're at a disadvantage numerically, so work as a team. Strike hard, strike fast, and get out. The tunnel is clear, time to move out." Moving to the entrance to the storm system, Tsuro pried open the cover and indicated the other members needed to move out. "Kira with me, let's move."
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The rain was already falling at the jinchūriki compound as the day began. The compound was an austere place of low, grey, stone buildings, with the exception of the wooden house the ninetails had built for himself. It was set up as a designated safe zone for the jinchūriki so that they could sleep without having to worry about catching a knife during the night, guarded by Hidden Rain shinobi.. As far as the jinchūriki and their guardians knew, it was a day like any other.