With a cup of warm black tea close at hand Erwin poured over a clipboard held in his right hand, which detailed the days agenda, from behind the Mizukage's desk. He was at least dressed the part, even if he wasn’t required to be and his predecessor didn’t do the same, garbed in his black officer’s uniform with white trimming and his metal plated eye patch that bore the city’s symbol. It was still an odd feeling for him, to be back behind a seat of power pushing papers instead of out on the front lines, he had begun to miss it. Not too long ago the current Mizukage, Ōsharu Kōkkai, had decided to take a planned leave of absence to pursue an unknown personal goal, entrusting Erwin with the care of his city until the time of his return. It was an opportunity the middle aged samurai would not squander, he was already in the process of going over the “less known” laws of the land in the hope of improving them and perhaps one day change them to his liking, but that was for another time.
The most prevalent task on today’s agenda was the interviewing and assignment of the defector he had recently escorted into Kirigakure at Ōsharu’s request, Sunagakure’s Shiro Redfox, whom he had set a meeting with that was due to start in thirty minutes. He was curious to see whether or not Shiro would arrive early, punctuality usually spoke well of an individual, nevertheless it would only be a small hint towards Shiro’s character. If Erwin were to truly assess Shiro’s worth as an individual and his honesty towards joining Kirigakure’s military force he would need to question him first hand. If things went well he would place the Ex-Sunagakure shinobi in a probationary position and put him to work, then if he proved himself capable Erwin would fully instate the defector into Kirigakure’s ranks. Sure there was always the chance that this Shiro was a double agent or working of his own accord, and if he was anywhere near as skilled as Ōsharu implied then it would likely be near impossible to tell truth from lie, but Erwin himself was in the same situation roughly seven years back. He knew that earnest defectors did exist, the trouble was sorting them from those that would bring poison into their ranks.
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The most prevalent task on today’s agenda was the interviewing and assignment of the defector he had recently escorted into Kirigakure at Ōsharu’s request, Sunagakure’s Shiro Redfox, whom he had set a meeting with that was due to start in thirty minutes. He was curious to see whether or not Shiro would arrive early, punctuality usually spoke well of an individual, nevertheless it would only be a small hint towards Shiro’s character. If Erwin were to truly assess Shiro’s worth as an individual and his honesty towards joining Kirigakure’s military force he would need to question him first hand. If things went well he would place the Ex-Sunagakure shinobi in a probationary position and put him to work, then if he proved himself capable Erwin would fully instate the defector into Kirigakure’s ranks. Sure there was always the chance that this Shiro was a double agent or working of his own accord, and if he was anywhere near as skilled as Ōsharu implied then it would likely be near impossible to tell truth from lie, but Erwin himself was in the same situation roughly seven years back. He knew that earnest defectors did exist, the trouble was sorting them from those that would bring poison into their ranks.
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