Ugh... if there was going to be a fight, Katsu would've liked to be in it, at least. An Uchiha boy approached him, older and, from Katsu's quick assessment, probably stronger. He wanted to break this person. Especially when he kept calling Katsu 'kiddo'. "Name's Katsu," he said, a small growl in his voice. There was the speech, though Katsu didn't care for it. He hadn't been in Leaf long, and didn't really have any strong attachments to law and order. But the Uchiha seemed aight, at least shared a disgruntled attitude.
Unfortunately, he was not staying long. He had come because of timing, but the truth was he was supposed to be in jail, but he had to come since the shinobi accompanying him to the hospital after a light game of fisticuffs he'd gotten into in the prison. "Sorry, I've got a sentence to finish, no time for babysitting the weak." But he gave it some thought, the twisted mind of the young brute turning gears until, finally, something interesting clicked into place. He turned to Nitish with a playful, toothy grin. "Though, if you're going to be acting on the sennin's orders anyway," he spoke softly so only Nitish, who was nearby, might hear in the noisy room where so many wannabe leaders and suck-ups were giving their own two-cents on the whole matter. "I know a place full of misunderstood noncombatants, if you're not too faint-hearted." With a wink, Katsu was found and led off by his current warden, who needed to get Katsu back to the lockup quickly such that he could prepare for the coming attack. Katsu wasn't positive his little hint would work out, but while Katsu acted nonchalantly as he did, he appreciated that there were some like-minded individuals in this place. People who weren't pussyfooting their lives away. If that Uchiha Nitish was like him and preferred trouble over mundanity, Katsu felt confident he was in for an exciting day.
Unfortunately, he was not staying long. He had come because of timing, but the truth was he was supposed to be in jail, but he had to come since the shinobi accompanying him to the hospital after a light game of fisticuffs he'd gotten into in the prison. "Sorry, I've got a sentence to finish, no time for babysitting the weak." But he gave it some thought, the twisted mind of the young brute turning gears until, finally, something interesting clicked into place. He turned to Nitish with a playful, toothy grin. "Though, if you're going to be acting on the sennin's orders anyway," he spoke softly so only Nitish, who was nearby, might hear in the noisy room where so many wannabe leaders and suck-ups were giving their own two-cents on the whole matter. "I know a place full of misunderstood noncombatants, if you're not too faint-hearted." With a wink, Katsu was found and led off by his current warden, who needed to get Katsu back to the lockup quickly such that he could prepare for the coming attack. Katsu wasn't positive his little hint would work out, but while Katsu acted nonchalantly as he did, he appreciated that there were some like-minded individuals in this place. People who weren't pussyfooting their lives away. If that Uchiha Nitish was like him and preferred trouble over mundanity, Katsu felt confident he was in for an exciting day.
Some in the room would feel a slight chill down their backs while those more attuned to their chakra sensing abilities would feel as though a dark ocean had suddenly weighed upon them just before the room door slid open. The main branch sennin had just finished his speech, one that could be heard just fine down several halls, an inspirational peace that converted fears and worries into courage and motivation. Standing in the doorway, a dark Kunochi housed in black and black robs raidianting an ominous aura... perhaps counter productive to the good vibes inspired but this could not be helped. The majority of the room had never met her before this meeting and wild cosmetic change but for those who have, she had quiet the noticeable differences from what they might have witnessed before. Her once emerald green eyes were now a bluish silver, one that reflected the lights in an unnatural way as if they were meant for the dark. Her hair no longer a midnight black but a snow white three times the length from before. No longer a pale maiden but her skin dark like oak and smooth as ever. Her attire hadn't changed much preferring traditional dark Kunochi robes, dark colored vambrace and gloves. She'd not bow upon entering the room but instead tilt her head down slifhtly out of respect to ranks deserving. With a faint smile, her silver eyes scanned the room filled with shinobi and trainees, a room filled with mixed emotions and brave fronts. Turning her gaze to the main branch Sennin, Akira would speak addressing those who were listening more or less, her voice carrying an unnatural and ghostly echo... a slight side effect of her new transformation and something else she hadn't control of.