Mojitsu Areomaru would make his way from the Hall of Hammers, where he often worked and found his way to the city proper, and more specifically the Kazekage's Tower. There was a rumor of a particular type of sand that Areomaru could use to make an exquisite glass that fractured horribly under stress that could only be found along the beaches found in Moon Country. He was planning on heading that way to grab a few pounds of this sand and come home to experiment, but he knew if he left the village without the proper documentation there was a large chance that the ANBU would be on his tail. That was a bother he did not want to deal with.
Staggering behind Areo was a small autonomous puppet that was built to look like Areo named The Child. It carried a few pieces of paper tucked in a couple of journals that have been strapped together and rested on its back. As soon as Areo entered the office The Child would run up and grab his hand, much like a small child would do in an unfamiliar location.
"I need a passport..." His eyes would roam around the room some as he waited for the documentation he needed to fill out so that this entire encounter could be over with. He not only hated the bureaucracy involved with leaving the village as a shinobi, but he hated the politics he had to pretend to be interested in if and when he got lectured about the relationships between the villages. He honestly didn't care about any of that.
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Staggering behind Areo was a small autonomous puppet that was built to look like Areo named The Child. It carried a few pieces of paper tucked in a couple of journals that have been strapped together and rested on its back. As soon as Areo entered the office The Child would run up and grab his hand, much like a small child would do in an unfamiliar location.
"I need a passport..." His eyes would roam around the room some as he waited for the documentation he needed to fill out so that this entire encounter could be over with. He not only hated the bureaucracy involved with leaving the village as a shinobi, but he hated the politics he had to pretend to be interested in if and when he got lectured about the relationships between the villages. He honestly didn't care about any of that.
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