“So Bishie is fine, but Chibi ain’t eh? What does that say~?” teased Risu as they magically arrived outside the village gates from the magical powers of thread transference… or really quick walking. Or something. “Is that like, selective vanity? Either way, we need to submit the appropriate paperwork to the Deathwatch before we can dance on out of here.” A sharp whistle called into appearance a scruffy mess of a pup looking way too pleased to be toting around the messengers capsule on its back. “Hey hey, that’s a good boy.” came the requisite, but heartfelt, praise as she unclipped the top with a quick chakra swipe and retrieved a bundle of papers. Idly petting the dog, she sent him away before turning back to the kid.
“First thing you have to know? Paperwork sucks. It’s also important and pretty much the inglorious backbone of any competent large organization. Which is to say don’t get stuck doing paperwork, kay Chibi-Asuka-Bishie? …Hmm. Too long.” She paused as if to consider, but quickly continued. “Eh, oh well. Oooyyyyeeee. Deathwatch! Two for Village exit clearance. Paperwork on hand,” Risu sang out as she waltzed forward, prepared to hand over the required documents to the first face that showed itself.
“First thing you have to know? Paperwork sucks. It’s also important and pretty much the inglorious backbone of any competent large organization. Which is to say don’t get stuck doing paperwork, kay Chibi-Asuka-Bishie? …Hmm. Too long.” She paused as if to consider, but quickly continued. “Eh, oh well. Oooyyyyeeee. Deathwatch! Two for Village exit clearance. Paperwork on hand,” Risu sang out as she waltzed forward, prepared to hand over the required documents to the first face that showed itself.
