Naito on his way to Mist

"How about a little...backup?" Reikon offered, appearing upside down in a tree. He jumped from the branch he hung from, flipping twice before landing. With a smile on his face, he winked at the two shinobi. "Mist is my next raid target, I figured I might as well get as many as I can to help." He said, running his right hand through the long, sea foam green hair. It was down today, which was odd, and it hung everywhere. It went down to his waist, and over half of his face. His scythe was strapped to his back in the usual position, but his cloak wasn't there. There was no clink of metal on metal as the scythe connected with the metal straps attached to the cloak, and there was no brightness to his dark, natural color scheme. He was barefoot, instead of wearing boots, and his shirt was pulled a little closer in so that only part of his chest showed.

"Easy. You guys charge mist with your guns blazing, and I'll give support with my special...talents...from the shadows." He began, flipping through handseals. To demonstrate his talents, he cast a genjutsu on the ground beneath Naito, making it look like it had frozen over. "With my genjutsu, it should become easier for you to catch them off guard. If it looks like your having problems, I'll jump in and give my full support." He said, releasing the simple genjutsu. The ground returned to normal as the ice faded and anyone effected would begin to feel the warmth return to the air around them. He winked at the two again, awaiting their answer.

"All I can do? Please, that was a D-ranked genjutsu. As I mentioned before, I am an Akatsuki. My strongest genjutsu are beyond explanation. They can only be demonstrated, and using it on you would more than likely place you in a coma for the rest of your life." He said matter-of-factly. Then, he turned away from Naito. "If you don't want my help, fine. I'll pick a different place to raid so I can stay out of your way." He said, beginning to walk back the way he came. His wild, sea foam green, hair billowed behind him as he walked, and glistened in the sunlight, giving him an angelic look. The only thing missing were wings and a halo. Maybe some nicer clothes. He looked down at his clothing and sighed, deciding he would have to change and bathe as soon as he could. Until then, he would settle for forcefully rubbing out the mud and blood stains on his shirt. He cursed as he came upon an extremely difficult stain, and poured more energy into rubbing it off. Soon, he tore the shirt and gave up.

Reikon shook his head slightly, sighing. Obviously the genjutsu part hadn't sunk in. However, his chakra level and control were both exceptionally higher than those two, so there was some intelligence to the formation. Reikon thought for a short while, retracing the mist in his head. He pulled out a mental map of the countries and began to come up with a strategy. He pulled his hair up and out of his face, tying it into it's ponytail with a rubber band from around his wrist. Then, he pulled his shirt out further. Producing his cape and boots from pouches along his waist, he pulled these on.
"Is there anyone else coming along this trip? If you want my help I need full detail." He said in an authoritative tone. He didn't want control, he just needed all of the information.

"If it just us, then I suggest that you make one of your advanced bug clones, maybe two. We need to hit them from every angle. They are on an island, so if we allow them to get too close to one border they gain a massive advantage. Your bug clone won't last long, so I would much rather you get another person...but if we can't I suppose I can muster something up for us." He said with a wink, eying both of the men. They weren't perfect allies, but they could do for the time being.

"A smile? Complements? I thought you were a missing ninja." Reikon shot back, hoping to dash any hopes for friendship or any form of bond between the three right there. He was going to do this, and that was it. After that, they went their separate ways. "Now, do you want to go through with it, or not. Naito?" He asked the missing ninja directly, knowing fully well that Naito was the leader of the other missing ninja. His was the only opinion that mattered.