Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-25687356-20170817224259/@comment-28929139-20170818013515

On the receiving beach, Kideme would be lending her hand with the staff to set up a camp. She hadn't yet forgotten about the people who had gone missing, nor the search parties that tried to find them, nor that gigantic beast she had met. There was a great deal at stake here and she just found it ironic how she and the others were all here again.

Though some were missing and their absence was both noticeable and crucial. Ayame. Taiki. Tiatsu. But in their place, those who had not yet experienced this land were coming for the first time. That being Shien, Deucalion, Yahiko, and even Michirama. While she had only known of two of their combative ethics, Kideme was confident in their strive for survival and she silently prayed to ensure all of their survival.

Assuming they were indeed setting up camp like they hand last time, Kideme was helping with the resistance, tacking down tents, laying down wood for fires, and fortifying defensive structures for the duration of their downtime. Dressed in her usual red and white doryung with white linen pants and black boots, she was constantly moving around the perimeter. For any of the food or pleasantries being served, she was of the last people to get any while she worked to ensure less accidents would happen. And if not, she kept going until either approached by someone or Cairi made the call to speak with them all. It was still a bit daunting to know that even though there was roughly a thousand shinobi present, they would likely be going home with...less.

Once everything had been finished and there was little else to be done, Kideme would finally sit down, pulling her canteen loose for a swig of water. She gave the surrounding scene a full once over while she ran a hand through her sweaty hair.