Progress Report [Main Branch Jounin Meeting]

[Moyamaru]

His palm flipped through various sheets of paper bound by metal coils between two sections of hard leather, his eyes scanning the script written upon each one as well as the images placed upon each sheet. It was a compiled list of several Jounin within the village and their registered data with segments of known history by the village's shinobi registry and records. He'd sectioned this group of individuals off for this particular meeting, as he had also done other groups of jounin through the course of the day in order to update them on village specifics as well as attain some of their own worries or feedback on the villages current status.

Closing the document, his lips released an exhale, before his neck turned to catch as glimpse of the village streets below. Street lights and building lamps were starting to become operational as night began to fall upon Konoha, as he stood atop the Hokage Mansion's large rooftop that because of design doubled as an impromptu meeting space. With their notices to arrive at this location already sent, all he had to do was wait for them to make their way here. Pressing his thumb beneath the button of his flak vest's storage pouch, the cloth which kept the contents stationary was pulled upwards allowing a pack of cigarettes to fall into his hands. It would only take a slight tap to expose the filter of a chosen smoke, taking said filter between his lips and freeing it from the packaging.

The spark of a lighter was met by a flame, setting the tip afire with a dim ember which he fed by inhaling. Releasing a trail of smoke, the package of cigarettes were restored in his flak jacket while the lighter deposited into his belt pouch. It was only a matter of time before they arrived..​

 

[Kairyuu]

Ha was on duty when the letter reached him. A summons from the Head Jounin was an easy way to be released early, however. Not to mention few would question him if he did decide to go. He normally put in overtime just to focus his thoughts and keep himself in check. A quick check in with the captain of the guard and he was on his way to the meeting place. Night falling only made his trek easier as people began heading inside to get out of the dark. Ha himself had no issue with the night, as most shinobi should not.

He rather blended a bit, however. While his hair was red in color, at night it absorbed little light and seemed to darken, the black and brown striping only helping it to vanish into the darkness. His black jacket and pants did much the same, so the white under the red rose on the back certainly stood out a bit. His sword was all but invisible at his side, the dark green sheathe cloaking it well. For someone six and a half feet tall, he was doing a good job of sneaking about without even trying to.

Still, hard to sneak up on someone expecting you, so as he cleared the rooftop Ha made no secret of his presence, stepping into view over the edge and moving closer to Oyochi. His eyes, hidden under a white mask with red markings, sweep over the other. This was the man who was above him in the village’s structure. Ha would never refer to any other as his superior, short of his god, however. Still, respect was due, somewhat. He bows his head to the proper degree. ”Shin Ha. Correctional Division.”

He looks back up from the bowed head to the man smoking before him, giving a hum so soft he himself barely heard it. But the wind did shift. Not much, but enough to move the smoke from entering his personal space.

 

[Kaguya Jikan]

He sipped up ramen from the bowl in front of him with ease as his mind raced with thoughts of the void. Silently he went over everything his new void friend had discussed, how he was supposed to be on his best behavior. Working with the village instead of against it, it wasn't something the arrogant prankster was used to. Slowly he gathered more ramen with his chopsticks as an envoy sat next to him with a small letter. "Matsukai Temujin?" was all he asked. Temujin looked towards him and nodded, "Aye, I am." The chef looked on with curious eyes, Temujin was a regular and he didn't like people harassing his clients. Waving one hand to the chef he took the letter and opened it. Reading through it his curiosity was peaked.

Sliding the rest of the bowl to the Envoy he stood from his position and made way through the cloth doors. "Enjoy, best ramen in K...Kononha." The envoy looked at him like he was mad, sloppy seconds must not be his thing.

Heading toward the direction of the letter's order, The void nuisance came once more. 'Where you going Temu-sama?' The thing never shut up and always pried, worst of all; Temujin didn't know if it was a figment of his imagination or a lasting void impression. "Meeting. Shut up." He was always short on words, specially when dealing with his void aspect. 'Waiiiii you're so mean Temu-sama, I thought we had this conversation already, you're supposed to be a nice guy now, you're getting older and more mature.

Temujin could only sigh as the mansion came closer to view. the stars back lighting and accentuating it's majesty. "Fine. Go find my sister, tell her plans have changed and I will talk to her in person at the next chance."

A few leaps with precision and speed landed him next to the two who had already gathered. He hadn't had the pleasure of meeting many people, choosing solitary missions since his Jounin status was granted. Coming out of the shadows he waved to the head Jounin. "You requested, I am here." Seeing the man smoking he decided to pull one out himself, while time granted it was nice to escape into the smoke as it filtered away into seeming nothingness.