She'd called for Kouki and Isao to meet her at the spring they had on permanent reservation; she had... some things that they needed to talk about, and some solutions she had to offer. Strange things; but important none-the-less. Given how quickly they had healed in the springs of Niwaurushi; and now the glorious warmth of the volcanic caldera they'd begun building their new home in... she'd had to return to wearing the insanely long gloves and thigh high boots that kept them safe from her natural poisonous nature. Her specific type of anemone were toxic from birth; add in the dangerous toxins and poisons she'd found on the reefs, and taken from her clan... she was lethal to the touch, in many ways. That her human skin wasn't as toxic as a poison dart frog was sheer luck; she knew many of the elders with the largest internal stores of poisons became lethal to anyone outside of the clan to touch at all.

But... hope wasn't lost. She had... a possible solution; if they would agree to it. She'd taken a small roll of the special chakra bonding cloth, and she could easily seed it with her own anemone; create an almost instant immunity for them. She would have to be careful about inoculating them against anything she acquired later on, but it was still better than having to... no. She didn't even want to think about that. She couldn't handle the thought of having to push them away, even for their own safety. There was too much... they needed each other; even know. The thought of having to pull away and push them away... she'd rather die.

For now, she just waited in the spring; half submerged and trying to let the glorious warmth of the mineral water keep her calm.

Kouki had been busy up in the many offices recently created in the Administrative building; mostly going over the stuff they absolutely had to have done, while also taking special notice of two young Genin who were busy helping out in the village, when she had received word that Mizuko needed her down at the Hot Springs.

So, after having placed the paperwork in a special sealed cabinet to keep out any nosy buggers who might have otherwise gone peeping she had taken off; and headed straight towards the hot springs. She figured which one Mizuko was in - the one they had claimed for themselves - one that was off limits to even staff unless given specific permission to enter. At least that would save them from being bothered like had happened back in Niwa.

She changed quickly - not bothering about showering since she had got one only an hour or so ago and entered into the private area: the white bikini she had snagged along the way standing out against otherwise darkly tanned skin. She pulled her black shoulder length choppy styled hair back into a ponytail before stepping into the hot springs. "Mmm... I prefer this meeting spot... quite nice." She allowed herself to slide the whole way into the water, keeping just her head out; the warmth felt instantly nice and inviting, and she sighed comfortably.

Joy was not a strong enough word to describe Isao's emotions recently. First meeting two wonderful women that survived the awful fate of his village. Then, finally getting back to full health. Not to mention, the paradise that they created together. This village had more than just blood and sweat in it. It had the heart of three ninja that desperately needed a village to call their own. A smile was locked onto his face as he walked down the street of the village. While there were not many people in it yet, There were two genin who had take a lot of the grunt work. They were playing a big hand in starting Hinowa's economics and reputation as a village. He would be sure to thank them personally later on.

That would have to wait though, as Isao had received a message from Mizuko to meet her in the personal springs that they claimed. He figured that Kouki would also be there as well, as the three of them rarely met without everyone present. Considering the amount of work they had been putting in recently, it would be nice to just relax and enjoy each others company. He moved at a higher than normal pace due to that excitement. Seeing the steam rising behind one of the buildings like a pillar of smoke, he knew that he was here.

Walking through the doors without much attention being drawn to him, he immediately went and got dressed to jump in. The people here all knew him, so he didn't need to talk to anyone. Slipping his clothes and weapons off, he was left in just his boxers as he grabbed a towel and headed out to baths. His smile became even wider as he saw the two girls relaxing. He walked up and peacefully lowered himself into the water, allowing his shoulders and head to stick out. "I'm glad you called us here. It's nice to relax." He said with a calm tone as he closed his eyes and leaned against the side.

"Yeah. Everyone's been so busy making sure the village is safe and stable; and now with the new genin, there's all those little things we're having to figure out about having to deal with them. Can't complain, though; they're doing amazing work." That wasn't what she'd called them for, though. Relaxing? Sure, they were working too hard; and she felt bad about taking the longest to recover and get back to work; so she figured she'd make sure they took a break. Having them to herself for a bit was just icing on the cake.

She felt... strange now that they where here; mostly because she was wearing almost a wetsuit, between all the various bits she had on; although they were far from watertight. Breathable fabrics, water permeated easily; but they protected other people from her rather dangerous anemone. Now that she was up to 100%, she was pretty damn lethal to anyone outside the clan. "So, there's something I wanted to talk about. Kinda important; given everything. Kouki's seen a bit of this; and I'd bet you might have as well, Isao. You both know how my clan works, mostly; the toxin generation and such. Thing is; and not many know this; many of the anemone the clan used are naturally toxic. It's part of why we wear the special gloves and coverings; protecting others. Before... back in the other village; it wasn't an issue; damaged and dormant anemone don't react to stimuli, I was in complete control. However... they are still living, separate beings, in their own way; even a casual contact can cause involuntary reactions I wouldn't even notice."

She paused a moment, chewing her lip in that stressed way she would sometimes, "My anemone is called "Blue Sleeper" within the clan. Not it's proper name, of course; but fitting enough. A sleeper agent, strong enough to be considered a paralytic and sedative. It can easily stop you from breathing in a large enough dose. A large enough dose in this case being nearly nonexistent. You can see... were the issue is.."

Mizuko's words, and the lip chewing to boot that Kouki knew she did when she was stressed, caused Kouki to frown. She had a feeling Mizuko was about to present them with a huge problem - and she just hoped that whatever it was they could solve it and fast. She listened as she offered up some information about the anemone, some of which Kouki knew from their very first meeting back when she had been placed on Mizuko's squad, and other information that she didn't know. She understood the need to bring up some things too - Mizuko was by all rights exceptionally dangerous to them right now.

She knew that Mizuko couldn't change herself, and Kouki would never ever expect her to, but that meant that Kouki and Isao might have to do something to make it so that they could safely be around her. "Alright... well, I'm going to guess it's safe to assume that if you brought us here to present to us this.. issue... that you might know a way to solve it?" At least she assumed it was safe to assume. There had to be some way to make it safe for them to touch her again - and Kouki wasn't about to accept a "there isn't a way", no way or no how. "Because, I'd do anything, no matter what it is, to help fix this issue." Yeap, if that wasn't Kouki's undying loyalty, then what was? Not being able to be near Mizuko and Isao like she had gotten used to over the time period since they had reunited simply wasn't acceptable.