Takeshi allowed his feet to step gently threw the corridors of the Hokage mansion, this place was something of wonder but also something that showed the truth behind all the talks of the village. Home to the king so to speak on the chess board. Takeshi watched as some people wandered by, the Anbu cloak and mask covering him from view as had become accustomed to as he held the book under his robes. His time as missing had shown him a lot and the names in this book were those to watch in the future. As he allowed himself to turn the corridor that spiralled towards the destination.
Walking past a couple that seemed rather happy with themselves he overheard a slightly bit of their conversation. He didn’t want it to be said that he eased roped on people. But it was in his nature as he allowed his hand to come to the door. He had already sent a messenger ahead for this to inform the Hokage of his meeting. He allowed his head to turn as he heard someone approaching him. Smiling he realised the polite look was pointless under the mask, just a habit of course but what else could he do.
Gently letting his hand come out to the door he let his knuckled knock on the door awaiting the response from inside, he wasn’t someone to just let himself in. After all he had been a pupal of Mugen back in his day as Hokage. Followed by the Anbu Sennin order and discipline that still sent shivers down his spine. Waiting their he let a deep sigh out wondering how this would go.
Walking past a couple that seemed rather happy with themselves he overheard a slightly bit of their conversation. He didn’t want it to be said that he eased roped on people. But it was in his nature as he allowed his hand to come to the door. He had already sent a messenger ahead for this to inform the Hokage of his meeting. He allowed his head to turn as he heard someone approaching him. Smiling he realised the polite look was pointless under the mask, just a habit of course but what else could he do.
Gently letting his hand come out to the door he let his knuckled knock on the door awaiting the response from inside, he wasn’t someone to just let himself in. After all he had been a pupal of Mugen back in his day as Hokage. Followed by the Anbu Sennin order and discipline that still sent shivers down his spine. Waiting their he let a deep sigh out wondering how this would go.