To the guards it would likely be a unique sight. From out of the wilderness came a man, walking, in a black single breasted pocket suit with peak lapels. Matching dress slacks were under the jacket, while a white button up shirt with a black bow tie completed the look. His shoes were obviously hiking boots, but even they seemed to have been shined quite recently. Indeed, he was utilizing wind mastery to keep dust off of his outfit as he moved, and chakra to repel it from the soles of his boots. It wasn’t that difficult a trick, and appearances mattered.
Brown eyes look up at the gates as he lowers his pack to the ground and pulls a letter from his breast pocket, his lips moving as he reads it, the goatee circling them glistening as it oiled just recently. Finally he looks back up to the gates and waves the letter at them. ”This was written by Shinrya Kitsune. Please bring her here. I come as a representative of the Hokage, Uchiha Takeshi. I speak with his authority and voice in all matters relating to our former alliance.” Words well chosen, and deliberately emphasized on the former.
(Topic entered, calling Kitsune)
Brown eyes look up at the gates as he lowers his pack to the ground and pulls a letter from his breast pocket, his lips moving as he reads it, the goatee circling them glistening as it oiled just recently. Finally he looks back up to the gates and waves the letter at them. ”This was written by Shinrya Kitsune. Please bring her here. I come as a representative of the Hokage, Uchiha Takeshi. I speak with his authority and voice in all matters relating to our former alliance.” Words well chosen, and deliberately emphasized on the former.
(Topic entered, calling Kitsune)