1 The second meeting (Jamie/invite only) Tue Nov 28, 2017 9:12 pm
Rippa
D-rank
Rippa had finished with a round of meetings the night before. Shop owners and heads of households either demanding a meeting with him for their own prestige or simply wanting to know if taxes would raise or lower. As if the subtle change in power would alter their realities. It was tiring but he was more than happy to comfort them. Their fear of pain brought upon their lives eased. At least for the time being. Still even though it had been a late night he had returned from his home in his clan compound at a reasonable working hour in the morning. Coming in at nine that morning before even his secretary who had stayed even later to file some paperwork. However for a time he would help catch up. Running down this rabbit hole at such an insane pace as alice did down the rabbit hole. However he was keeping track of the end of that path and watching for when he could alter that pace. Minding his own exhaustion. So there was a need for a break soon. One that wouldn't require scribbling or staring at papers. Yet still at the same time something that would accomplish progress. Or so he hoped.
For now he was busy scribbling down some notes as he compared two different claims on a property dispute. It normally wouldn't be up to him but it involved two shinobi training houses. One clan was demanding their ancient land be returned to them while the other had evidence of having acquired it through time honored bouts long ago. It was an interesting issue based on poor choices of men long passed. Still he compared the notes and would consider this an inner office issue for the time being. His large wooden desk sitting in front of him with a small stack of papers, a pen and his Kage hat to his right facing forward. To his left on the desk was a single file. Behind him on the wall was his twin Katana Adam and Eve crossed together but easily accessible. Around the top of the room was hanged pictures of the Kage of the past. While next to the door was a long red coat on a coat rack with his ammo belt. Eight bolts left within it. On the other side of the office a fire crackled With a couch facing it with a chair on either side facing slightly more inward. All with red cushions.
His own chair was a high backed red chair with copper buttons running down it in two lines of three. Across from the desk was two smaller black chairs. Less cushioned but suited for a somewhat lengthy meeting if need be. For now Rippa was waiting on his next meeting. One Jamie with no surname to speak of. An outsider which had only recently been allowed admission into the ranks of Konoha. His picture appeared to be far more frail than that of the others. Though his age stated twelve he looked closer to half that. A part of Rippa wondered if the kid had lied about his age if only to retain his shinobi status. Still he would be let within the top floor of the administration building via either the elevator or stairwell. There if he came he would run into the receptionist. A woman behind a single white desk taking calls and arranging papers. A dark haired woman with tan skin and dark eyes wearing traditional robes. Dark blue in color with a single tanto on her hip and a headband around her neck. Once he announced himself should he do so he would be shown down the single hall towards a pair of double oak doors. As soon as he arrived of course she was to prepare Oolong tea. A darker tea with a smell of Jasmine. His personal favorite. He could only hope the child thought as much. After all he desired an outsiders opinion. Still his summons had been sent via word messenger only earlier that morning. It was only ten now and that meant the summons had only been sent out an hour ago. Perhaps he was too eager and expecting too much.
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For now he was busy scribbling down some notes as he compared two different claims on a property dispute. It normally wouldn't be up to him but it involved two shinobi training houses. One clan was demanding their ancient land be returned to them while the other had evidence of having acquired it through time honored bouts long ago. It was an interesting issue based on poor choices of men long passed. Still he compared the notes and would consider this an inner office issue for the time being. His large wooden desk sitting in front of him with a small stack of papers, a pen and his Kage hat to his right facing forward. To his left on the desk was a single file. Behind him on the wall was his twin Katana Adam and Eve crossed together but easily accessible. Around the top of the room was hanged pictures of the Kage of the past. While next to the door was a long red coat on a coat rack with his ammo belt. Eight bolts left within it. On the other side of the office a fire crackled With a couch facing it with a chair on either side facing slightly more inward. All with red cushions.
His own chair was a high backed red chair with copper buttons running down it in two lines of three. Across from the desk was two smaller black chairs. Less cushioned but suited for a somewhat lengthy meeting if need be. For now Rippa was waiting on his next meeting. One Jamie with no surname to speak of. An outsider which had only recently been allowed admission into the ranks of Konoha. His picture appeared to be far more frail than that of the others. Though his age stated twelve he looked closer to half that. A part of Rippa wondered if the kid had lied about his age if only to retain his shinobi status. Still he would be let within the top floor of the administration building via either the elevator or stairwell. There if he came he would run into the receptionist. A woman behind a single white desk taking calls and arranging papers. A dark haired woman with tan skin and dark eyes wearing traditional robes. Dark blue in color with a single tanto on her hip and a headband around her neck. Once he announced himself should he do so he would be shown down the single hall towards a pair of double oak doors. As soon as he arrived of course she was to prepare Oolong tea. A darker tea with a smell of Jasmine. His personal favorite. He could only hope the child thought as much. After all he desired an outsiders opinion. Still his summons had been sent via word messenger only earlier that morning. It was only ten now and that meant the summons had only been sent out an hour ago. Perhaps he was too eager and expecting too much.
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