Well, this was different. The old Konoha had been a….rather ugly, garish setup that seemed to be evolved toward worship of Kamicorp and little else. Now he was looking at something that seemed to be a quaint, rustic place from the look of the gates. It was, to say the least, not what he was expecting. Still, in his mind it was a step in the right direction to remove as much of the poison from this place as existed before.
Maki was dressed in his standard setup. Black boots were covered by red suneate, black pants that had matching red haidate over the thighs for protection. Up top was a black shirt with a red jacket that ended at his waist. There were red han kote to protect his forearms. He had no headband or helmet, no gloves, and his jacket was mostly bland. There were two katana at his side in their sheathes. One was slightly longer, but matched the norm for the weapons. The other looks a bit thicker and had a parrying ring built into the hilt for some reason.
He was standing outside of the gates, watching people enter and exit and being eyed by the guards but making no moves to come off as suspicious. He wasn’t even paying much attention to the people, just checking every so often for a familiar face in the crowd before going back to watching his boots. He was expecting someone, and hopefully they had a third with them who would have a mutually beneficial conversation with Maki.
Maki was dressed in his standard setup. Black boots were covered by red suneate, black pants that had matching red haidate over the thighs for protection. Up top was a black shirt with a red jacket that ended at his waist. There were red han kote to protect his forearms. He had no headband or helmet, no gloves, and his jacket was mostly bland. There were two katana at his side in their sheathes. One was slightly longer, but matched the norm for the weapons. The other looks a bit thicker and had a parrying ring built into the hilt for some reason.
He was standing outside of the gates, watching people enter and exit and being eyed by the guards but making no moves to come off as suspicious. He wasn’t even paying much attention to the people, just checking every so often for a familiar face in the crowd before going back to watching his boots. He was expecting someone, and hopefully they had a third with them who would have a mutually beneficial conversation with Maki.