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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 3:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 6:14 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 2:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 2:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 3:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 3:33 pm
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Tsunade Senju| Godaime Hokage of Konoha Tsunade cocked her head, leaning against the wall with a sigh, her gaze shifting over her friends and subordinates. "So the girl you and Sakura found just outside the east gate, Shikamaru, had broken ribs, a punctured lung, broken arm, and a concussion, yet she mentioned a 'Thomas', and the young man Ino and Shizune found a couple of blocks away from the hospital had severe second and third degree burns... you claim, Ino, that he mentioned a 'Naomi'. Assuming these two aren't enemy ninjas especially after Iwa's attempt to kidnap Hinata after the war before Naruto brought her back, it is clear that the girl is this 'Naomi', while the young man is this 'Thomas', though their injuries were severe enough to prevent being moved yet both parties claim that neither of the injured people had been moved... a mystery we will have to unravel once they wake," she said calmly.
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 3:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 3:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 3:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 6:24 pm
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Thomas Rae Oliver Thomas gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of molten energy ripple throughout his body, starting from his abdomen and spreading through his body and, unknown to him, manifest as a brilliant bluish white aura as his slate gray eyes widened slightly. Wind kicked up suddenly, shredding the gown in his body and ripping up the sheet and blanket covering him yet leaving just enough of him covered to be decent. It revealed his toned, leanly muscled frame as his fingers clenched into fists in the sheets. He focused, feeling the familiar Void of emptiness form in the space of time between heartbeats. He sensed the wild flow of energy calming along with the wind a second or two before the door flew open to show a nurse with short pink hair that fell just below her shoulders and, though he remained silent and calm in a way he suspected would be quite odd to her, considering the tension in her body that he unconsciously noted to be surprise and some shock, semi-unaware that the burst of strength he had unintentionally employed was equal to that of a mid Chûnin in concentration.
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 6:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 7:07 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 7:21 pm
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