The door to his office burst open, an ANBU panting as he looks at Takeshi. ”Sir! Captain Maki has returned. He’s at the gates requesting your presence. There’s….a large group with him also. A few hundred people and growing.” The man gives a salute before departing once dismissed.
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These people were annoying.
Maki relieved to see the gates of Leaf, but it was blunted by the aggravation he was feeling from the constant chatter behind his back. For the founders of Water, you would think these people would be more used to travel. But most of them thought a long walk was having to go from one room to the other to piss when they could likely do so in a bottle and pay someone to pour it out for them later. He puts in the order for someone to get Takeshi and leans back against a tree, waiting as quietly as he could.
Behind him was a baggage train of people and items. Hundreds of clan members, with their belongings and servants. In all he was sure it was going to be more than few thousand people once the stragglers caught up to him. Only a quarter would be Isaki, the rest were simply paid to be there. And this was just the ones who were deemed important enough to be housed in Moon at the clan headquarters.
Then there was Nobu. That fucking cyclops had been staring at him with that creepy smile most of the trip. Maki had once or twice contemplated removing his head from his shoulders to see if it stayed in place when he did. The captain takes a breath and waits on his Sennin to arrive to let him in…and determine what to do with this clan he’d put in charge of.
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These people were annoying.
Maki relieved to see the gates of Leaf, but it was blunted by the aggravation he was feeling from the constant chatter behind his back. For the founders of Water, you would think these people would be more used to travel. But most of them thought a long walk was having to go from one room to the other to piss when they could likely do so in a bottle and pay someone to pour it out for them later. He puts in the order for someone to get Takeshi and leans back against a tree, waiting as quietly as he could.
Behind him was a baggage train of people and items. Hundreds of clan members, with their belongings and servants. In all he was sure it was going to be more than few thousand people once the stragglers caught up to him. Only a quarter would be Isaki, the rest were simply paid to be there. And this was just the ones who were deemed important enough to be housed in Moon at the clan headquarters.
Then there was Nobu. That fucking cyclops had been staring at him with that creepy smile most of the trip. Maki had once or twice contemplated removing his head from his shoulders to see if it stayed in place when he did. The captain takes a breath and waits on his Sennin to arrive to let him in…and determine what to do with this clan he’d put in charge of.