"I dunno bout finding Sal. I mean I could sniff him out, but then we gotta retrace all the steps and I gotta pick the smell out and I dunno if I can do that right now. You got a better way?" She walked along with the jinchuriki, putting her left arms around Aka's shoulders. It was a good thing Aka was shorter than her, in her current state it couldn't reach her pockets without throwing Arumi off balance, and it wasn't in the mood to do that. It kept to itself, being content with resting on the redhead's shoulder.

"My clan?" The gears in Arumi's head turned. She looked at street signs, trying to get her bearings. After a minute or two, she figured it out. "Okay take a right here." She pointed at the street up ahead.

Aka nodded taking the directions. The people were thinning out now and surprisingly so were the buildings. In Sora Space was a premium, even the Senju complex was wall to wall with its neighbors. They were still in the village just everything was more spread out. "So what's your clan like?" She asked trying to make conversation. 

The small red head stopped seeing a giant compound wall. She looked surprised, it was much taller than the other ones she had seen, She could all feel the large mass of dirty chakra inside as well. She jumped back a bit when a hooded figure in a mask appeared in front of her. Oh sweet Karmi, I hope that is not ANBU. She stepped back a bit wondering how much freaking trouble she was in. Aka suddenly flashed back to smoke, reflectively covering her stomach not wanting to experience that feeling again. "Hey Arumi scary masked people are here and I don't think they are happy." She hadn't been looking for a fight, and really didn't want one.

Arumi was about to speak, but she stopped herself. She had to choose her words carefully. While her clan was awesome, they also had a lot of secrets. One drunken misstep could get her in serious trouble. She toned down her enthusiasm a bit, staying as chill and nonchalant as she could. "Pretty cool, really. We're a close bunch, get shapeshifting powers from the Three-Headed Father." She left it at that. That was safe enough to say, anything else might risk revealing too much.

Aka wasn't the only one nervous when the masked figures approached. She recognized one of them. Well, she knew the mask and how he walked. Arumi forced a nervous smile. "Hi dad." It wasn't the first time she'd come back tipsy, she could handle this. Her father reached into his cloak and pulled out a dry-erase board. After a moment of scribbling, he held it up for them to see. Who is this? Arumi looked over at Aka. Could he sense the bijuu inside her? Arumi kept it vague, just in case. "Oh her, she's Aka. Civvie helped us out with the rescue stuff, she's cool." Mr. Hirano nodded, taking Arumi from Aka. He erased his board and wrote something new. Thanks.

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Aka nodded mutely, relaxing slight when Arumi took over and that it wasn't ANBU. She bowed respectfully, "It was no trouble, sir. I do hope that she will not be in too much trouble." She smiled slightly wishing them good night before body flicking away. She would see Arumi again hopefully, right now she had a mission to deal with and a fellow Jinchuriki to find.

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