Manzo stood in the ANBU headquarters. It had been a while since he had last stood here with a mask on. He had not rushed to come down here after his promotion, but instead spent some time going over records and documents pertaining to the branch. His time doing the fun stuff was coming to an end and now he was in charge, meaning he had to watch and dictate others to do the fun stuff. With a sigh he looked at the noise coming up from behind him.
”This place is very homey” The Yoki said to him. Hannya had decided that she was going to join him for his tour. ”Are we going to be moving in here?”
Manzo could only chuckle. ”No, I need to be accessible by anyone now. This place isn’t the most accessible or welcoming fo most of the village.“ His black mask stylized into a cat covered his smile. Hannya truly liked staying at this realm and never seemed to want to go home these days. Preferring to stay close to him.
Manzo turned to face the door. His black robes of office that the Hokage had given him, giving a flourish with the wind. He had given an all hands call, wanting to meet everyone. Most he knew but it was always a good idea for a leader to present themselves. To give a ‘face’ to a name.
He really didn’t think a mask would help him now. Word had gotten out to much that he had claimed the title so he might as well walk openly and opened faced. The very idea made him twitch and remember a dark time in the ANBU’s history but that would not stop him.
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”This place is very homey” The Yoki said to him. Hannya had decided that she was going to join him for his tour. ”Are we going to be moving in here?”
Manzo could only chuckle. ”No, I need to be accessible by anyone now. This place isn’t the most accessible or welcoming fo most of the village.“ His black mask stylized into a cat covered his smile. Hannya truly liked staying at this realm and never seemed to want to go home these days. Preferring to stay close to him.
Manzo turned to face the door. His black robes of office that the Hokage had given him, giving a flourish with the wind. He had given an all hands call, wanting to meet everyone. Most he knew but it was always a good idea for a leader to present themselves. To give a ‘face’ to a name.
He really didn’t think a mask would help him now. Word had gotten out to much that he had claimed the title so he might as well walk openly and opened faced. The very idea made him twitch and remember a dark time in the ANBU’s history but that would not stop him.
[MFT]