It was a sad fact that he had little trouble picking out an office. Into the hut, down the ladder, and there was a plethora. Apparently the branch was still on the upswing like the rest of the village. Maki simply grabbed the largest empty office and began the process of renovation and furbishing. Someone had been using it for storage previously, and soon the storage room got an influx of new items like janitorial supplies and torture devices.
Being underground, there were obviously no windows. Instead the wall would be adorned with extremely lifelike pictures that were subtly backlit in the frame to give the appearance of windows leading outside. Two to each wall except for that which held the door heading back out to the main HQ. In between these would be various items of display. Here was an ANBU Mask made to look like the majestic hawk, there was a tanto whose blade was a Damascus pattern with an ornate pearl hilt. Everything looked quite tasteful and part of Maki was wondering why the hell he was doing this.
A desk went close to the back wall, bookshelves behind it lined with books on topics ranging from law to specialty combat tactics. Chairs would be laid in a hemisphere out from the desk in three lines, none blocking view of the desk while offering plenty of seating options. On the desk would go the writing implements he was sure he would soon need. Against the wall behind him, between the two sets of bookshelves, would be the closet. It was currently locked with a combination lock and a chakra seal.
Only after he’d set the room up would he send a trainee out to find Yuki to have her report in. It didn’t take much convincing after he explained his new rank and the proof of it.
Being underground, there were obviously no windows. Instead the wall would be adorned with extremely lifelike pictures that were subtly backlit in the frame to give the appearance of windows leading outside. Two to each wall except for that which held the door heading back out to the main HQ. In between these would be various items of display. Here was an ANBU Mask made to look like the majestic hawk, there was a tanto whose blade was a Damascus pattern with an ornate pearl hilt. Everything looked quite tasteful and part of Maki was wondering why the hell he was doing this.
A desk went close to the back wall, bookshelves behind it lined with books on topics ranging from law to specialty combat tactics. Chairs would be laid in a hemisphere out from the desk in three lines, none blocking view of the desk while offering plenty of seating options. On the desk would go the writing implements he was sure he would soon need. Against the wall behind him, between the two sets of bookshelves, would be the closet. It was currently locked with a combination lock and a chakra seal.
Only after he’d set the room up would he send a trainee out to find Yuki to have her report in. It didn’t take much convincing after he explained his new rank and the proof of it.