A Report from the North
Continued from “The Wild Eyes of a Beast”
The sun was making a steady drop along the horizon, slowly falling behind the monument of Hokage Rock. The golden glow of dusk lined the halls of the library, where The Hidden Leaf’s top brass worked from day to day since the Hokage’s tower was destroyed by some shinobi’s loss of control. As dinner and closing times collided, the usually busy building became a quiet setting with just a few clerks and staffers roaming about. Those who still remained despite the day’s closing were the true heart of the village— they were the dedicated kind who never stopped until their work was finished. Of course, shinobi simply worked the late shift, such as a courier who came hurrying through the halls with an urgent message in hand.
He was a middle-height lad with a gymnasts’ frame, who wore the standard chuunin uniform, even a brass plated Leaf head protector worn centered on his forehead. The only modification to his apparel were low cuts to the arm-holes of his jacket, which wouldn’t bear much meaning to onlookers. His name was Jomei Koyanagi; the same one raised as a native of The Hidden Stone with earthy, tamed auburn curls, and vermilion eyes which viewed the world with a pedigree of insight and intellect behind them. Where he came from, Jomei had a bit of regard for his explorations into the depths of Arcadia, but here he was in Konoha, modestly running scrolls as a courier for the Aviary. He had taken up a residence at the Leaf for some time now, living the simple (boring) life behind this new identity for nearly two long years.
In fact, he had been here for so long that he began to neglect the past, and thoughtlessly in the door frame of the Hokage’s temporary arrangements with the scroll in hand. “Lord Hokage?” Jomei’s arrival came with a greeting which fell into a confused sound, as he had forgotten that the Hokage was in fact, a former sennin from stone, well acquainted to Jomei and even an ally on the field of battle before. “Good evening, Lord Hokage… a message has just come in via carrier bird from our diplomat stationed in the Hidden Cloud— Kaji Okada.” Jomei then raised the scroll into an upright presentation, noting the official wax seal of the Land of Lightning, which authorized the transmission.
Jomei Koyanagi has entered the thread.
Requesting Umashi only.
Continued from “The Wild Eyes of a Beast”
The sun was making a steady drop along the horizon, slowly falling behind the monument of Hokage Rock. The golden glow of dusk lined the halls of the library, where The Hidden Leaf’s top brass worked from day to day since the Hokage’s tower was destroyed by some shinobi’s loss of control. As dinner and closing times collided, the usually busy building became a quiet setting with just a few clerks and staffers roaming about. Those who still remained despite the day’s closing were the true heart of the village— they were the dedicated kind who never stopped until their work was finished. Of course, shinobi simply worked the late shift, such as a courier who came hurrying through the halls with an urgent message in hand.
He was a middle-height lad with a gymnasts’ frame, who wore the standard chuunin uniform, even a brass plated Leaf head protector worn centered on his forehead. The only modification to his apparel were low cuts to the arm-holes of his jacket, which wouldn’t bear much meaning to onlookers. His name was Jomei Koyanagi; the same one raised as a native of The Hidden Stone with earthy, tamed auburn curls, and vermilion eyes which viewed the world with a pedigree of insight and intellect behind them. Where he came from, Jomei had a bit of regard for his explorations into the depths of Arcadia, but here he was in Konoha, modestly running scrolls as a courier for the Aviary. He had taken up a residence at the Leaf for some time now, living the simple (boring) life behind this new identity for nearly two long years.
In fact, he had been here for so long that he began to neglect the past, and thoughtlessly in the door frame of the Hokage’s temporary arrangements with the scroll in hand. “Lord Hokage?” Jomei’s arrival came with a greeting which fell into a confused sound, as he had forgotten that the Hokage was in fact, a former sennin from stone, well acquainted to Jomei and even an ally on the field of battle before. “Good evening, Lord Hokage… a message has just come in via carrier bird from our diplomat stationed in the Hidden Cloud— Kaji Okada.” Jomei then raised the scroll into an upright presentation, noting the official wax seal of the Land of Lightning, which authorized the transmission.
Jomei Koyanagi has entered the thread.
Requesting Umashi only.