1 Second Playthrough [Invite / N'Jobu] Fri Mar 01, 2019 11:39 am
Kisei
B-rank
It’s a beautiful day outside...
Birds are singing…
Flowers are blooming...
I groaned as morning peeked in on me from outside the windows. Groggily I forced my eyes open to check on the time. On the nightstand the basic electric clock stared my down, scolding me to get on with the day, displaying a stern looking 11:31 on its metallic face. Well, guess it is about time to get some work done. Unlikely the usually work day he couldn’t just slack off this time. Yeah.. Today, there was something that actually had to get done and slacking off wasn’t an option. Unfortunately. See, unlike normal, there’s someone I gotta meet. (‘AH! Social interaction!’ am I right? [Nope, I’m Kisei]) Terrible self-pun aside, I probably shouldn’t delay too much, after all I got about ten minutes to get to the opposite side of the Konohagakure.
One hectic umbrella ride and destroyed cabbage vending stall later
The meeting place was a bit less formal than what I typically did, but this was a more relaxed exchange this time. Meeting with a previous client was always a pleasure, (most of them being young fit ninjas who know a thing or two about weaponry). Now assuming memory hadn’t failed me this time, I was meeting the Aburame that bought those gauntlets. The reason for this meeting was somewhat mixed. Half business and the other half more personal. Being honest with myself here, it was getting kinda lonely just being cooped up in the basement or lounging around. The personal projects and new tech ideas were fun but it wasn’t like there was any one there who enjoyed the work aside from me. There was that recent thing with Takao. Being invited to join Root was.. Exciting. Not everyday you get invited to join a secret organization for the country that accepted you as a refugee. While I didn’t know the specifics of what exactly they expected, a short run down by Takao cleared up that they basically functioned as the Anbu. While not exactly sure about it, Takao Kimura was someone that he could trust. If he asked me for something as potentially dangerous as Root, then it meant that he had faith in me. Or at least that was the hope, no missions called out for him yet so I’ve been biding my time with machinations. Which brought us to our current situation. A blueprint delivery mixed with a nice get-to-know-you lunch.
As I stood by the doorway looking for my companion I felt someone tap me on my shoulder.
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Birds are singing…
Flowers are blooming...
I groaned as morning peeked in on me from outside the windows. Groggily I forced my eyes open to check on the time. On the nightstand the basic electric clock stared my down, scolding me to get on with the day, displaying a stern looking 11:31 on its metallic face. Well, guess it is about time to get some work done. Unlikely the usually work day he couldn’t just slack off this time. Yeah.. Today, there was something that actually had to get done and slacking off wasn’t an option. Unfortunately. See, unlike normal, there’s someone I gotta meet. (‘AH! Social interaction!’ am I right? [Nope, I’m Kisei]) Terrible self-pun aside, I probably shouldn’t delay too much, after all I got about ten minutes to get to the opposite side of the Konohagakure.
One hectic umbrella ride and destroyed cabbage vending stall later
The meeting place was a bit less formal than what I typically did, but this was a more relaxed exchange this time. Meeting with a previous client was always a pleasure, (most of them being young fit ninjas who know a thing or two about weaponry). Now assuming memory hadn’t failed me this time, I was meeting the Aburame that bought those gauntlets. The reason for this meeting was somewhat mixed. Half business and the other half more personal. Being honest with myself here, it was getting kinda lonely just being cooped up in the basement or lounging around. The personal projects and new tech ideas were fun but it wasn’t like there was any one there who enjoyed the work aside from me. There was that recent thing with Takao. Being invited to join Root was.. Exciting. Not everyday you get invited to join a secret organization for the country that accepted you as a refugee. While I didn’t know the specifics of what exactly they expected, a short run down by Takao cleared up that they basically functioned as the Anbu. While not exactly sure about it, Takao Kimura was someone that he could trust. If he asked me for something as potentially dangerous as Root, then it meant that he had faith in me. Or at least that was the hope, no missions called out for him yet so I’ve been biding my time with machinations. Which brought us to our current situation. A blueprint delivery mixed with a nice get-to-know-you lunch.
As I stood by the doorway looking for my companion I felt someone tap me on my shoulder.
442