"Fuck."

"Quite."

"I don't think it's going to stop."

"What do you mean by that?"

A long pause, then: "The - shade - appears to have been involved in destabilizing events within the Elemental Nations stretching back decades, including the current movements of the Akatsuki."

"Mm."

"You mentioned a Madara."

"I expected him to be recognizable to Kiri. He's a Konoha missing-nin who, despite being killed shortly after the founding of the great villages, went on to severely interfere with Kiri's internal workings, before being killed again. I was investigating that, since it sounded like Madara might have Akatsuki ties - but I'm now fairly sure he died the first time, and his name and image were being used for other purposes."

"He was recognized. Are you willing to talk to Kiri directly?"

"...Sure why not."

"I can continue playing the intermediary, if you would prefer."

"They'll want to talk to me directly."

"It is not about what they want, Jakkou."

Sounding frustrated: "Reports should be direct. There's no point telling them critical intelligence through an intermediary, when I'm capable of relaying it myself, if I intend to actually relay it at all."

"That is one way to look at it. Very well."

Hrmph.

"Perhaps you would like a moment to compose yourself?"

"...Fine."

She can have a bit of space.

She goes to report soon enough. Still grouchily, but, she's a shinobi. She can do unpleasant things.

And with her responsibilities thus discharged for the moment, Occlus would like some private time with her wife.

Absolutely. Some cuddles are definitely called for. 

...Ani's - bothered. 

"My bad feelings have gotten worse," she says. "And - "

"This dread - that shade - is... Familiar."

"I feel it as well. It is... almost that of Sayuri."

"No."

"Sayuri's - gentler."

"This feels like Palpatine."

Hug.

"It seems that way."

Tight hug. 

(The dread is almost overwhelming, and she can't get her sense of the Force to focus, here.)