Jōnin Meeting (Please Vote!!)

Click. Jiraiya-sensei pushed open the doors to the meeting room. The lights cast his shadow onto the wall, along with the figure behind him. "Tsunade." Jiraiya-sensei suddenly halted, turning to look at the woman behind him with a bitter smile. "You didn't actually have to come. The old man didn't even summon you..." Tsunade's pale face was still marked by exhaustion and dazedness. Her right arm was still wrapped in bandages and suspended from her neck, making her look utterly unlike her usual decisive and forceful self.