Watching as both of the two the Japanese pair had approached become a bit more calm the black haired Shizuma moved to follow them. Oni glanced to her and met her eyes as she did, and he came in step with her. Walking threw the halls both took in their surroundings, and they would review them later, though the look of everything here, it was not much different from their old home base. Then again, at least everyone their spoke their language. Thank goodness both were quite fluent in English.

Seeing the blue haired male stop, the Asian female looked to the range. She remembered back home the twin boys no older then six could shoot so well that they had actually wounded her while she was purposefully moving to avoid their shots. Watching the female emerge and the boy whom had some of the same features emerge from the room as well, ONI stepped to be beside his partner. He didn't do well with people, that's why he let Shizuma do the talking.

As another person came up, this one female, Oni's hand instinctively moved for the hilt of one of his swords. Shizuma met his eyes and his movement ceased as he stood motionless at her side. They called him Oni for a reason, and it wasn't a pleasant one. He was close to no one, except his partner, who he cared for as a sister. She also cared for him as a brother, and ever since they had completed their first mission, they had been deemed a top ranked team. Not knowing whether to introduce themselves or not, the ninja girl decided that they would figure out their names eventually. "I am Shizuma and this is Oni, or demon in your language. Either one is fine with Oni." she said in her husky voice, her good eye taking in the reactions of the people around them.