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Shizuka had been in her small apartment in one of the many shinobi populated districts when she received word. I came in the form of a figure in a mask similar to her own jumping into her kitchen window seal and handing her a scroll before promptly vanishing. She’d taken it without question, recognizing the type of scroll immediately. Order, but not sealed to where she needed her blood to open it. So not classified then. She set down the tin watering can and moved away from the venus flytrap on her counter. She was done watering it anyways. She took the scroll with her into her room and scanned over the writing carefully. It was pretty simple and not coded. She was simply requested to bring herself to the Mizukage’s office. Probably for a mission or evaluation she mused to herself.
The woman changed into her ANBU gear and grabbed her mask just incase. It was a habit to always be ready for an order that needed immediate attendance. She didn’t really bring weapons, they weren’t her specialty and she was better with her needle rain for precision. Her vapor was for when she needed something silent and deadly. The teal haired woman let herself out through the same window the other had been in previously, and into the alleyway next to her house. She made her way across the roofs, as silently as possible and masking her chakra signature. She placed her mask over her face about halfway there and made her way towards the Mizukage’s office.
Shizuka jumped off the roof across from the building and walked up the two guards stationed outside. They nodded, referring to her by codename, and she walked inside. Once inside she promptly made her way to her office. His assistant left her out in front of them to alert him of her presence. Everything about this building seemed so formal, whether the man himself was or not was irrelevant. The systems worked a certain way, and it was slightly bothersome, but she hardly felt the need to make any fuss over it. The few moments she was brought in to wait she let her mind drift.
First was her wondering on her plants back home, and not the more worrying fears. She suspected she was being brought in for typical duty or evaluations. Perhaps even just a talk of some sort. What if that wasn’t it though? Maybe someone had noticed her behavior. That her passion for this position and patriotism had faded, and they were questioning her place in the system. Surely that wasn’t it, she may not be as enchanted by the village or her rank as she had once been, but she always achieved good results. Her missions went off without issue and she did what she was supposed to like any shinobi ought to. She’d helped in the fight to get this man in office, and had served these people under his reign dutifully. There was no reason for her to be worried. Or rather afraid of winding up with no duty and purpose to occupy her thoughts these days.
His assistant returned and she walked through the doors of the office. She gave a small bow of her head to them, before taking the final step in. The doors promptly closed behind her and she turned to face the desk. She gave a respectful bow. “Lord Mizukage.” She addressed him respectfully in a light and gentle voice.
WC: 617
The woman changed into her ANBU gear and grabbed her mask just incase. It was a habit to always be ready for an order that needed immediate attendance. She didn’t really bring weapons, they weren’t her specialty and she was better with her needle rain for precision. Her vapor was for when she needed something silent and deadly. The teal haired woman let herself out through the same window the other had been in previously, and into the alleyway next to her house. She made her way across the roofs, as silently as possible and masking her chakra signature. She placed her mask over her face about halfway there and made her way towards the Mizukage’s office.
Shizuka jumped off the roof across from the building and walked up the two guards stationed outside. They nodded, referring to her by codename, and she walked inside. Once inside she promptly made her way to her office. His assistant left her out in front of them to alert him of her presence. Everything about this building seemed so formal, whether the man himself was or not was irrelevant. The systems worked a certain way, and it was slightly bothersome, but she hardly felt the need to make any fuss over it. The few moments she was brought in to wait she let her mind drift.
First was her wondering on her plants back home, and not the more worrying fears. She suspected she was being brought in for typical duty or evaluations. Perhaps even just a talk of some sort. What if that wasn’t it though? Maybe someone had noticed her behavior. That her passion for this position and patriotism had faded, and they were questioning her place in the system. Surely that wasn’t it, she may not be as enchanted by the village or her rank as she had once been, but she always achieved good results. Her missions went off without issue and she did what she was supposed to like any shinobi ought to. She’d helped in the fight to get this man in office, and had served these people under his reign dutifully. There was no reason for her to be worried. Or rather afraid of winding up with no duty and purpose to occupy her thoughts these days.
His assistant returned and she walked through the doors of the office. She gave a small bow of her head to them, before taking the final step in. The doors promptly closed behind her and she turned to face the desk. She gave a respectful bow. “Lord Mizukage.” She addressed him respectfully in a light and gentle voice.
WC: 617
