1 Blood Angel and Dog Kage (Invite only) Sun Jan 15, 2017 7:25 pm
Rippa
D-rank
Rippa stared up at the administration building. His blue eyes taking in the height of it. He didn't spend a lot of time there nor did he get to know the Kage that passed through well. He was never sure who would last and who would simply disappear. It was just a mountain of stress for anyone on that top floor. Busiest and most responsible part of the village. He had met the current Kage once before but had been a child when they were Hokage their first time. Little more than an academy graduate at the time. No one for the Hokage to spend time meeting. This was years later. He stood now in the center of the road as people milled about him. Perhaps as a man he could be considered one of the strongest in the village. He himself doubted that he was truly strong but he was there standing against whatever tide of evil rolled in next. He had the power to protect and he was using it. Still there would always be that part of him, as with anyone, that doubted they belonged with the title of Sannin. Perhaps Kenta would change his mind soon enough. Either way holding the title for as long as he had did a great amount to build his clans honor.
He had decided going armed to the administration building was a foul move. Not that he was incapable without his blades in the slightest. He had begun with Ninjutsu and could do a great deal with it if need be. This was simply a meeting he had requested to introduce himself formally. Rumors had already started over the standing captain of the Sword saints not bowing as of yet to the new Kage. Gossip even suggested he was against the man taking back the office. Truth was he didn't mind in the slightest. Rippa had no interest in the position and was at the height of his career. He took well to running the division and teaching those who sought him out. Life practicing the sword and drinking with his men was a destiny he could agree with. Even if losses in the ranks weighed on him he would stay with those men. His blue eyes shifted up to the overcast sky. It was cloudy out but no rain as of yet. It was actually rather warm and dry. The rain would come soon enough though.
Rippa himself was wearing some formal robes. Dark blue robes were tied tightly around his waist with a black shirt underneath and black socks covering his feet in wooden sandals. Over his shoulders was a red coat with a konoha headband over each shoulder with the Sword Saints Captain written on the back. He would quell the rumors of his disapproval by bowing before the man now. He might be a little late to the game but he would manage all the same. Still his right arm lifted and ran through his shoulder length white hair making sure it was straight before stroking the stubble of his beard. He should of brought a gift....it was too late for that but he sure wished he had at least considered it. With a sigh he figured his loyalty would have to be gift enough. He had been warned this Kage didn't care for ceremony or politics but he figured he would put on a show for those who did. With a sigh he moved at a casual pace across the street as the doors automatically opened allowing him entry. He approached the desk and bowed his head to the lady there. He was tall with broad shoulders and well built. As expected of someone who could claim to be a captain of the most physically demanding of the divisions. Still when he spoke it was with a smile that met his eyes and a warmth to it.
"Excuse me, I am here for my two o'clock with the Hokage? Captain Rippa reporting in."
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He had decided going armed to the administration building was a foul move. Not that he was incapable without his blades in the slightest. He had begun with Ninjutsu and could do a great deal with it if need be. This was simply a meeting he had requested to introduce himself formally. Rumors had already started over the standing captain of the Sword saints not bowing as of yet to the new Kage. Gossip even suggested he was against the man taking back the office. Truth was he didn't mind in the slightest. Rippa had no interest in the position and was at the height of his career. He took well to running the division and teaching those who sought him out. Life practicing the sword and drinking with his men was a destiny he could agree with. Even if losses in the ranks weighed on him he would stay with those men. His blue eyes shifted up to the overcast sky. It was cloudy out but no rain as of yet. It was actually rather warm and dry. The rain would come soon enough though.
Rippa himself was wearing some formal robes. Dark blue robes were tied tightly around his waist with a black shirt underneath and black socks covering his feet in wooden sandals. Over his shoulders was a red coat with a konoha headband over each shoulder with the Sword Saints Captain written on the back. He would quell the rumors of his disapproval by bowing before the man now. He might be a little late to the game but he would manage all the same. Still his right arm lifted and ran through his shoulder length white hair making sure it was straight before stroking the stubble of his beard. He should of brought a gift....it was too late for that but he sure wished he had at least considered it. With a sigh he figured his loyalty would have to be gift enough. He had been warned this Kage didn't care for ceremony or politics but he figured he would put on a show for those who did. With a sigh he moved at a casual pace across the street as the doors automatically opened allowing him entry. He approached the desk and bowed his head to the lady there. He was tall with broad shoulders and well built. As expected of someone who could claim to be a captain of the most physically demanding of the divisions. Still when he spoke it was with a smile that met his eyes and a warmth to it.
"Excuse me, I am here for my two o'clock with the Hokage? Captain Rippa reporting in."
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