Winter had come, striking with her usual fury at the peoples of Kumogakure as if she hoped to take one and all with her when the spring melt came. In order to combat her onslaught, the people of Cloud had wrapped themselves in the armour or their warmest winter gear until only their eyes were left exposed to her wrath. They resemble herds of wandering beasts made of down, wool and fur which wandered the streets of their vertical village on tasks of every nature.
For Yuii it was no different. Gone were the brightly coloured sweaters, traded for her practical canvas and fur jacket which protected head to thigh. Her black boots with blue laces had been set aside for a sturdy pair that reached her knees. Cold, blustery wind clawed at her face and hair as she made the final climb up the steps of the Torre Celeste, but the grey hat pulled at an awkward angle on her head and her grey scarf kept most of the cold's sting away. Dressed as she was and with her eyes cast downwards, Yuii was difficult to distinguish for the other shinobi running late evening errands through the tower.
The trip was familiar to a point. As she often did a dozen or more times a day, she passed the yawning doorway of the Torre and entered the unheated entrance hall that was only nominally warmer without the wind. Weaving past the odd person, she curved past the reception and common areas and made for the connecting doors that marked the beginning of the Legation.
But, as Yuii neared the usual route to her office she veered off suddenly, ducking down a little-used hall that led to storage and meeting rooms rarely used. Her hand flicked absently at each passing door, counting their numbers as she stalked past each one until finally, she stopped as an apparently normal broom closet. Opening it revealed all the cleaning supplies one might need available, stacked with militant precision, and a single broom huddled to the side.
Her eyes slipped past an old, crusted bottle of a liquid faded beyond recognition. The apparent ooze covering the bottle was repulsive and caustic in appearance, making one immediately cautious to touch it. The genjutsu carefully woven around it to suggest it wasn't even worth looking at was a subtle touch. The mess wasn't real, at least that was what Yuii told herself as she carefully avoided looking at the bottle even as she took a firm hold of it and pulled. The slime felt like glass but that didn't stop her from pulling away the moment the stone floor below her clicked unlocked.
Silently Yuii studied the floor over the edge of her scarf. The little notes a previous sennin had left about this doorway had been vague about how to open this hatch into the Sileo; something about stomping the floor. She gave the stone a cautious rap with her heel and was surprised when it popped up and revealed a slot large enough for her fingers to find perch and pull it open. Mystery solved.
She knew at the time of the note, this passage was little more than an emergency escape hatch and hadn't been closely guarded like the main entrances the Anbu used, but that the Anbu below would know she was in the Sileo within the first minute of her arrival. At least, they had been aware of her predecessor in that amount of time. Yuii, aware she wasn't just bumbling into a secret cellar, could give herself an extra minute to work with. Perhaps two because of the late hour. Unfortunately, she also knew in a vague sort of way that three minutes would be more than long enough to get irrevocably lost in the warren-like Sileo. Her only advantage was the vague sense of direction the tattoo of her hip gave her.
And so, with that in mind, Yuii slipped through the narrow door, down a ladder and into a passageway that brushed the top of her head and was choked with fine dust. The hatch swung shut far above, returning all to perfect darkness. Blind, she reached for and found the slightly damp smooth stone wall, then stretched across and touched the opposite side she judged was only a meter apart. With both hands against the stone, she began to follow the thankfully level passage. Step one to going undetected was creating no light to be found, but it was daunting when after a hundred steps the stone veered right into a new tunnel that was just as black as the first but much wider across and cleaner smelling. The next right brought confusion. The fourth understanding. Of course, an unguarded tunnel would have its own protection and this level was shaped like her favourite confection.
With that in mind, she did a second loop against the opposite wall, her fingers searching for anything that could be called a switch or lever. It occurred to her that there could be more of the floor panels like above but she reasoned that it had to be something easily found by those who were meant to be there. On her second pass, she chanced on a button that felt like a small stone set into the wall. It surprised her when it pressed in and a mechanical whirring started from behind the stone. again she was attacked by anxiety fed by the many horror stories spread about the Sileo. Had she set off a trap? An alarm? Would the floor give way beneath her feet?
It was almost a disappointment when a thin line of red appeared then widened as the stone slid away to reveal an elevator flooded with dim red light.
It felt too easy, Yuii reflected as she cautiously scanned for cameras then stepped inside. The interior wasn't much different from the one inside the tower, probably made at the same time, except for the red light that didn't shock her eyes and a tad less opulence. The buttons were different, she realized as the door behind her slid shut, and there was a scanner that she understood the meaning of all too late. The simple blend of chakra and technology wanted her to present an Anbu tattoo.
That was it then, Yuii thought with a pang of disappointment. She couldn't go any further without what was needed and she dared not phase through the elevator floor and chance what was below. It was impossible. She turned to leave but found there was no button to open the door again either. She was trapped until an Anbu found her- however long that would be. Yuii began to panic again, when an idea struck her that seemed irrational, even impossible for it to work. She did have a tattoo, one placed by a member of the Anbu, one that was supposed to help keep them close. What were the chances, she mused while peeling back her coat to reveal the intimately placed mark. that he had added a little more to it than that?
She felt idiotic balancing on her toes to let the scanner do its job. More so when nothing happened.
Well, damn.
"Of course it wasn't going to open, you're an idiot Yuii," she grumbled out loud, settling back to think about her predicament. She could get out, need be, but not without noise or damage. There was always trying to phase back through the elevator doors, but there was a good chance they were designed to stop even her. Sitting there until someone stumbled across her wasn't appealing either, for many reasons. Pride was foremost, then the small fear of starving to death. She also hated to leave Umeko alone for too long.
"I'd rather not stay here," she sighed, leaning back against the metal wall then sliding down to sitting. She sat there, head in hands, trying to reason out what she should do. Time in the red-lit box had no real meaning, but it felt like ten minutes passed when suddenly the elevator lurched into motion. The sudden, quick descent that felt an awful lot like falling was almost worse than being trapped. She no longer had time to decide, all that was left was a reaction.
At least she felt she the gap was closing between her and her goal.
Yuii was ready to have the whole of Anbu descend on her, but as the elevator came to a jarring stop and slid open she found herself a low lit tunnel that stretched right and left beyond vision. This section was empty but all around her were vague sounds of life. 'Apartments' she realized with some surprise. It had never occurred to her that there would be living quarters in Cloud's underbelly. She had never really thought about it either though- they weren't really meant to.
Suddenly Kaji maintaining a house in the woods seemed frivolous and vaguely heartwarming.
With the knowledge that pure chance had gotten her this far without being caught(or someone was watching and manipulating the playing field, Yuii veered left and continued to follow the incorporeal ribbon to its end. Vaguely she was aware of the militant decor growing richer, of the space between doorwatds growing further apart, of passing more elevators and branching paths that lead to the Anbu she was trying to avoid. Impossibly, no one crossed her path and yet she felt watched right to the moment she found the door she wanted.
There was no indication that this apartment was any different from the others. The numbers tagged on were meaningless to her. Yet, she knew it was right and knew Kaji must be there.
Yuii hesitated, sucked a breath between her teeth, and allowed herself to step inside.
For Yuii it was no different. Gone were the brightly coloured sweaters, traded for her practical canvas and fur jacket which protected head to thigh. Her black boots with blue laces had been set aside for a sturdy pair that reached her knees. Cold, blustery wind clawed at her face and hair as she made the final climb up the steps of the Torre Celeste, but the grey hat pulled at an awkward angle on her head and her grey scarf kept most of the cold's sting away. Dressed as she was and with her eyes cast downwards, Yuii was difficult to distinguish for the other shinobi running late evening errands through the tower.
The trip was familiar to a point. As she often did a dozen or more times a day, she passed the yawning doorway of the Torre and entered the unheated entrance hall that was only nominally warmer without the wind. Weaving past the odd person, she curved past the reception and common areas and made for the connecting doors that marked the beginning of the Legation.
But, as Yuii neared the usual route to her office she veered off suddenly, ducking down a little-used hall that led to storage and meeting rooms rarely used. Her hand flicked absently at each passing door, counting their numbers as she stalked past each one until finally, she stopped as an apparently normal broom closet. Opening it revealed all the cleaning supplies one might need available, stacked with militant precision, and a single broom huddled to the side.
Her eyes slipped past an old, crusted bottle of a liquid faded beyond recognition. The apparent ooze covering the bottle was repulsive and caustic in appearance, making one immediately cautious to touch it. The genjutsu carefully woven around it to suggest it wasn't even worth looking at was a subtle touch. The mess wasn't real, at least that was what Yuii told herself as she carefully avoided looking at the bottle even as she took a firm hold of it and pulled. The slime felt like glass but that didn't stop her from pulling away the moment the stone floor below her clicked unlocked.
Silently Yuii studied the floor over the edge of her scarf. The little notes a previous sennin had left about this doorway had been vague about how to open this hatch into the Sileo; something about stomping the floor. She gave the stone a cautious rap with her heel and was surprised when it popped up and revealed a slot large enough for her fingers to find perch and pull it open. Mystery solved.
She knew at the time of the note, this passage was little more than an emergency escape hatch and hadn't been closely guarded like the main entrances the Anbu used, but that the Anbu below would know she was in the Sileo within the first minute of her arrival. At least, they had been aware of her predecessor in that amount of time. Yuii, aware she wasn't just bumbling into a secret cellar, could give herself an extra minute to work with. Perhaps two because of the late hour. Unfortunately, she also knew in a vague sort of way that three minutes would be more than long enough to get irrevocably lost in the warren-like Sileo. Her only advantage was the vague sense of direction the tattoo of her hip gave her.
And so, with that in mind, Yuii slipped through the narrow door, down a ladder and into a passageway that brushed the top of her head and was choked with fine dust. The hatch swung shut far above, returning all to perfect darkness. Blind, she reached for and found the slightly damp smooth stone wall, then stretched across and touched the opposite side she judged was only a meter apart. With both hands against the stone, she began to follow the thankfully level passage. Step one to going undetected was creating no light to be found, but it was daunting when after a hundred steps the stone veered right into a new tunnel that was just as black as the first but much wider across and cleaner smelling. The next right brought confusion. The fourth understanding. Of course, an unguarded tunnel would have its own protection and this level was shaped like her favourite confection.
With that in mind, she did a second loop against the opposite wall, her fingers searching for anything that could be called a switch or lever. It occurred to her that there could be more of the floor panels like above but she reasoned that it had to be something easily found by those who were meant to be there. On her second pass, she chanced on a button that felt like a small stone set into the wall. It surprised her when it pressed in and a mechanical whirring started from behind the stone. again she was attacked by anxiety fed by the many horror stories spread about the Sileo. Had she set off a trap? An alarm? Would the floor give way beneath her feet?
It was almost a disappointment when a thin line of red appeared then widened as the stone slid away to reveal an elevator flooded with dim red light.
It felt too easy, Yuii reflected as she cautiously scanned for cameras then stepped inside. The interior wasn't much different from the one inside the tower, probably made at the same time, except for the red light that didn't shock her eyes and a tad less opulence. The buttons were different, she realized as the door behind her slid shut, and there was a scanner that she understood the meaning of all too late. The simple blend of chakra and technology wanted her to present an Anbu tattoo.
That was it then, Yuii thought with a pang of disappointment. She couldn't go any further without what was needed and she dared not phase through the elevator floor and chance what was below. It was impossible. She turned to leave but found there was no button to open the door again either. She was trapped until an Anbu found her- however long that would be. Yuii began to panic again, when an idea struck her that seemed irrational, even impossible for it to work. She did have a tattoo, one placed by a member of the Anbu, one that was supposed to help keep them close. What were the chances, she mused while peeling back her coat to reveal the intimately placed mark. that he had added a little more to it than that?
She felt idiotic balancing on her toes to let the scanner do its job. More so when nothing happened.
Well, damn.
"Of course it wasn't going to open, you're an idiot Yuii," she grumbled out loud, settling back to think about her predicament. She could get out, need be, but not without noise or damage. There was always trying to phase back through the elevator doors, but there was a good chance they were designed to stop even her. Sitting there until someone stumbled across her wasn't appealing either, for many reasons. Pride was foremost, then the small fear of starving to death. She also hated to leave Umeko alone for too long.
"I'd rather not stay here," she sighed, leaning back against the metal wall then sliding down to sitting. She sat there, head in hands, trying to reason out what she should do. Time in the red-lit box had no real meaning, but it felt like ten minutes passed when suddenly the elevator lurched into motion. The sudden, quick descent that felt an awful lot like falling was almost worse than being trapped. She no longer had time to decide, all that was left was a reaction.
At least she felt she the gap was closing between her and her goal.
Yuii was ready to have the whole of Anbu descend on her, but as the elevator came to a jarring stop and slid open she found herself a low lit tunnel that stretched right and left beyond vision. This section was empty but all around her were vague sounds of life. 'Apartments' she realized with some surprise. It had never occurred to her that there would be living quarters in Cloud's underbelly. She had never really thought about it either though- they weren't really meant to.
Suddenly Kaji maintaining a house in the woods seemed frivolous and vaguely heartwarming.
With the knowledge that pure chance had gotten her this far without being caught(or someone was watching and manipulating the playing field, Yuii veered left and continued to follow the incorporeal ribbon to its end. Vaguely she was aware of the militant decor growing richer, of the space between doorwatds growing further apart, of passing more elevators and branching paths that lead to the Anbu she was trying to avoid. Impossibly, no one crossed her path and yet she felt watched right to the moment she found the door she wanted.
There was no indication that this apartment was any different from the others. The numbers tagged on were meaningless to her. Yet, she knew it was right and knew Kaji must be there.
Yuii hesitated, sucked a breath between her teeth, and allowed herself to step inside.