1 Employment Opportunity (Sero/ No Kill) Fri Jan 06, 2017 12:38 pm
Alwen Sangotatsu
D-rank
The prior day, she had her meeting at the administration building with the stand in for the Mizukage. The meeting, in Alwen’s mind, had gone okay, although the reality is it remained to be seen. And today, Alwen had somewhat of a follow up meeting… Somewhat. Rather than at the administration building, this was at the manor of which the person she was meeting was the lord of. Furthermore, this was a meeting about her employment there. So, in a sense, it was also its own meeting. But none of this was important, merely thoughts and labels to an encounter that really, only mattered to one or two people. So, early in the morning, the girl got ready, leaving and heading throughout the fog covered streets of Kirigakure, heading in the direction of the place of meeting; the Osada manor.
After a two hour walk at a somewhat brisk pace, clad in rather grey and bleak attire, Alwen arrived at the rope based ferry that existed to guide travellers to and from the island. A ferry that seemed to pull itself. Not that Alwen cared, instead sitting down on the wooden panels of the ferry and watching the water, amber eyes staring intensely for any sight of fishes. To her dismay, the water was too bleak and lifeless, and she found no such sight to amuse her. Still, it didn’t hurt to try, and it allowed time to further pass her by, the ferry having arrived to the shore of the manor grounds. With a hop, her feet left the wooden flooring of the ferry, finding footing on the somewhat green ground of the Osada manor, veiled in a thin mist like one would expect of a place within the land of water. Sighing softly to herself, the literally horned girl began walking towards the somewhat aged building of the manor.
Alwen made note of the greenery, or perhaps, the lack thereof as she walked, making a mental note of the array of thorns, moss, weeds and other untended foliage. Well, perhaps untended was the wrong word, as it was clear that some care had been taken into the plants. However, not a priority amount of care, or enough for it to really count as care. A somewhat menacing appearance, if plants could be called such. A shrug, and Alwen continued, taking the sight as an example of something to work on upon being properly employed, considering that was why she was here. Now at the rather intricately designed door in front of her, the suiton specialist paused, composing her thoughts and breath, and allowing herself to take a quick look around once more. Grey clouds, and cobwebs in the corners of the wall, just above the doorframe. Given all of her prior visits, Alwen was not surprised. Preparing for anything, even a skeleton falling out in front of her given how creepy the vibes this building could give, Alwen of the Sangotatsu raised her hand and knocked on the door.
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After a two hour walk at a somewhat brisk pace, clad in rather grey and bleak attire, Alwen arrived at the rope based ferry that existed to guide travellers to and from the island. A ferry that seemed to pull itself. Not that Alwen cared, instead sitting down on the wooden panels of the ferry and watching the water, amber eyes staring intensely for any sight of fishes. To her dismay, the water was too bleak and lifeless, and she found no such sight to amuse her. Still, it didn’t hurt to try, and it allowed time to further pass her by, the ferry having arrived to the shore of the manor grounds. With a hop, her feet left the wooden flooring of the ferry, finding footing on the somewhat green ground of the Osada manor, veiled in a thin mist like one would expect of a place within the land of water. Sighing softly to herself, the literally horned girl began walking towards the somewhat aged building of the manor.
Alwen made note of the greenery, or perhaps, the lack thereof as she walked, making a mental note of the array of thorns, moss, weeds and other untended foliage. Well, perhaps untended was the wrong word, as it was clear that some care had been taken into the plants. However, not a priority amount of care, or enough for it to really count as care. A somewhat menacing appearance, if plants could be called such. A shrug, and Alwen continued, taking the sight as an example of something to work on upon being properly employed, considering that was why she was here. Now at the rather intricately designed door in front of her, the suiton specialist paused, composing her thoughts and breath, and allowing herself to take a quick look around once more. Grey clouds, and cobwebs in the corners of the wall, just above the doorframe. Given all of her prior visits, Alwen was not surprised. Preparing for anything, even a skeleton falling out in front of her given how creepy the vibes this building could give, Alwen of the Sangotatsu raised her hand and knocked on the door.
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