It wasn’t hard to get around the Byoin, medics rushing around trying to help the wounded and ill. Never enough medics, always too many seeking their attention. Grab a uniform, pretend you’re in a hurry; no one will ask anything as you rush by. Maki was in no particular panic however, each move he made was a calculated action designed to blend in with the rest of the chaos going on around him. There was never such a thing as true disorder, patterns existed even in the most volatile of situations. So while he was noticed coming through, no one remembered the medic in rush to get somewhere as they had their own matters to attend to.
The door was unlocked. He’d expected to have to pick it but no, they kept their office here open it appeared. Curious. He turns the knob and lets himself in, eyes scanning the room as he does. No one present currently, good. He had a knack for getting into places and waiting on people, something he wasn’t even sure how he’d managed to gain skill at but…it happened too often to be mere luck.
Maki grabs a seat and pulls a notepad from his pocket, a pen appearing in his hand as he begins scribbling notes about the person’s choice of décor and neatness or lack thereof down alongside other notes he’d taken in the last few days. Things were moving swiftly in the village, nothing new there; but these swift actions were unexpected and involved people close to him doing things he’d not foreseen. Even Asuka, one he’d never called friend but considered a comrade in their shared desire to see Leaf prosper, was on his mind now.
The former Sennin needed to know what was going on. He needed to make sure those he cared for were not being manipulated and were safe. And there was just one rogue element in all of these things. One piece of the puzzle he could not place.
So he was here, waiting in the Mednin Sennin’s office, for them to arrive so he could gather some information on that potential problem. That man whose history he did not know, and whose origins were known and were causing concern. A man this Sennin knew well, if the past few days of hitting up old contacts were anything to go by.
(Requesting Nao!)
The door was unlocked. He’d expected to have to pick it but no, they kept their office here open it appeared. Curious. He turns the knob and lets himself in, eyes scanning the room as he does. No one present currently, good. He had a knack for getting into places and waiting on people, something he wasn’t even sure how he’d managed to gain skill at but…it happened too often to be mere luck.
Maki grabs a seat and pulls a notepad from his pocket, a pen appearing in his hand as he begins scribbling notes about the person’s choice of décor and neatness or lack thereof down alongside other notes he’d taken in the last few days. Things were moving swiftly in the village, nothing new there; but these swift actions were unexpected and involved people close to him doing things he’d not foreseen. Even Asuka, one he’d never called friend but considered a comrade in their shared desire to see Leaf prosper, was on his mind now.
The former Sennin needed to know what was going on. He needed to make sure those he cared for were not being manipulated and were safe. And there was just one rogue element in all of these things. One piece of the puzzle he could not place.
So he was here, waiting in the Mednin Sennin’s office, for them to arrive so he could gather some information on that potential problem. That man whose history he did not know, and whose origins were known and were causing concern. A man this Sennin knew well, if the past few days of hitting up old contacts were anything to go by.
(Requesting Nao!)