Shashu was conflicted.
On one hand, the past fifteen months or so had been agonizing. The constant shake-ups in leadership since Hayata Shin's death meant that the original mission he had tasked her with was stuck in limbo, and her along with it. First Shin, then Haruka, then Saito, one authority after another had reviewed the mission, reaffirmed it, then promptly forgot about it during the next crisis. As a result, until some degree of stability had been attained Shashu was stuck doing busy-work and twiddling her thumbs. Her mission could technically be ordered to commence at any time after all.
However, on the other she was becoming accustomed to the ease of life afforded by her current stand-by status. Though she was unable to do any real missions to stretch her limbs and make good use of her abilities, the boring busy-work assigned her by the village left her ample time and opportunity to experience village life in a way she had been unable to since her academy days. She could laze about, reading in clock towers and snacking on meatbuns and takoyaki to her heart's content. More importantly, she had nearly unlimited opportunity to pursue her two true obsessions in life. Kogami Ayumu and Shinrya Kahako, her first and second loves respectively. Though neither knew of, much less returned, her affections. Likewise, neither truly understood exactly how much Shashu involved herself in their lives. All the free time afforded her recently had allowed her to glut herself on them like never before, and she was loathe to give that up.
She sighed and dug her fingers into her hair before incinerating yesterday's note as she had the others. Finally hauling herself out of bed, two pairs of hands set about dressing herself while a third began the arduous task of untangling her hair. If this summons was the real deal and the Raikage was finally ready to send her out she wouldn't have a real choice in the matter. That was part of being ANBU, part of what she signed up for. In exchange for a role worthy of her talents she had to obey orders without question. Those were the rules.
Well, I haven't exactly been the poster child for that one. Then again...aside from the one time with Shin it's never really come up has it?
Blinking slowly, she came to the conclusion that no, actually, it had not. For the most part either her interests had aligned with her orders or she had simply not cared one way or the other. Going by the incident with Shin though, she was oh for one in the 'obey without question' department when it came to something she actually had a problem with.
Somehow...that is a bit worrying. Feels almost like foreshadowing, or deja vu or something. Spirit whispers maybe?
She scratched her head again, then shook it and decided to put it out of mind. There were more pressing concerns than dead people trying to make her feel uneasy about the future. Like finding out if she would be sitting on her thumbs or not for another year. Once she was fully kitted out and her hair wouldn't strangle stray children she slipped out of the apartment and took the long sneaky way to the Torre. The Kage's secretary showed her in to Saito's office, and as soon as she left Shashu removed her mask.
"Tsuirakuya Shashu, reporting as requested. Long time no see, Saito-sama."
Perhaps it was petty, but the sight of Saito in this particular office put her far more at ease than anything he could have done deliberately. At their prior meeting he had occupied the seat of the ANBU Sennin, and though she tried to ignore it the sight of anybody sitting there besides Ayumu filled her with a deep sense of wrongness. In her mind, that seat would always belong to her Shukun, regardless of who the Kage saw fit to place there. Before she had greeted Saito with wariness and formality. This time she was much more her normal relaxed self despite nothing having actually changed between them. Shashu briefly wondered if the big man would even notice, then mentally chided herself. Of course he would. One didn't become Kage by ingoring such things.
On one hand, the past fifteen months or so had been agonizing. The constant shake-ups in leadership since Hayata Shin's death meant that the original mission he had tasked her with was stuck in limbo, and her along with it. First Shin, then Haruka, then Saito, one authority after another had reviewed the mission, reaffirmed it, then promptly forgot about it during the next crisis. As a result, until some degree of stability had been attained Shashu was stuck doing busy-work and twiddling her thumbs. Her mission could technically be ordered to commence at any time after all.
However, on the other she was becoming accustomed to the ease of life afforded by her current stand-by status. Though she was unable to do any real missions to stretch her limbs and make good use of her abilities, the boring busy-work assigned her by the village left her ample time and opportunity to experience village life in a way she had been unable to since her academy days. She could laze about, reading in clock towers and snacking on meatbuns and takoyaki to her heart's content. More importantly, she had nearly unlimited opportunity to pursue her two true obsessions in life. Kogami Ayumu and Shinrya Kahako, her first and second loves respectively. Though neither knew of, much less returned, her affections. Likewise, neither truly understood exactly how much Shashu involved herself in their lives. All the free time afforded her recently had allowed her to glut herself on them like never before, and she was loathe to give that up.
She sighed and dug her fingers into her hair before incinerating yesterday's note as she had the others. Finally hauling herself out of bed, two pairs of hands set about dressing herself while a third began the arduous task of untangling her hair. If this summons was the real deal and the Raikage was finally ready to send her out she wouldn't have a real choice in the matter. That was part of being ANBU, part of what she signed up for. In exchange for a role worthy of her talents she had to obey orders without question. Those were the rules.
Well, I haven't exactly been the poster child for that one. Then again...aside from the one time with Shin it's never really come up has it?
Blinking slowly, she came to the conclusion that no, actually, it had not. For the most part either her interests had aligned with her orders or she had simply not cared one way or the other. Going by the incident with Shin though, she was oh for one in the 'obey without question' department when it came to something she actually had a problem with.
Somehow...that is a bit worrying. Feels almost like foreshadowing, or deja vu or something. Spirit whispers maybe?
She scratched her head again, then shook it and decided to put it out of mind. There were more pressing concerns than dead people trying to make her feel uneasy about the future. Like finding out if she would be sitting on her thumbs or not for another year. Once she was fully kitted out and her hair wouldn't strangle stray children she slipped out of the apartment and took the long sneaky way to the Torre. The Kage's secretary showed her in to Saito's office, and as soon as she left Shashu removed her mask.
"Tsuirakuya Shashu, reporting as requested. Long time no see, Saito-sama."
Perhaps it was petty, but the sight of Saito in this particular office put her far more at ease than anything he could have done deliberately. At their prior meeting he had occupied the seat of the ANBU Sennin, and though she tried to ignore it the sight of anybody sitting there besides Ayumu filled her with a deep sense of wrongness. In her mind, that seat would always belong to her Shukun, regardless of who the Kage saw fit to place there. Before she had greeted Saito with wariness and formality. This time she was much more her normal relaxed self despite nothing having actually changed between them. Shashu briefly wondered if the big man would even notice, then mentally chided herself. Of course he would. One didn't become Kage by ingoring such things.
[OOC: WC-711]