Soku sat at an nearby cafe munching on her bowl of ramen as she waited for an certain Chuunin to appear. It was time to settle this for once. For meetings like, the Santaru usually chose more..secretive places but this was out of the eye of the public. She didn't know how this would go. The branch were very selective. A request to join was not taken lightly. Everything was scrutinized from your first Academy grade to your deepest, darkest secret. You had to be a special type of person for this job. Morals had no place in such a division and were practically unheard of. The female sighed as she stirred the contents of her bowl. She had some choice words for the young chuunin who was to meet her. They were not meant to dampen his hopes but to be blunt. If you didn't like what you saw, get out. That was her two cents. Most people were horrififed at what their line of work entailed. She shrugged."Sucks to be them."The girl muttered thinking out loud.
The female had some trials in place for this prospective candidate but first, she would have to analyze. She didn't simply give out rewards with a silver spoon. The way Soku had been taught, you worked, you suffered and you sacrificed to achieve greatness. She would continue that tradition. The Santaru grabbed the attention of the server pointing to the empy seat across from her."One more bowl,
please. Put it on my tab."Nodding, the waiter disappeared to produce her order. This was a good way to break the ice. Get to know the person, his character before they got into the dark, dreary details. Heck, she didn't even know his name. All she knew, some aspiring Chuunin had expressed certain..interest in the branch. Her lip curled at that. It was amusing in a sense. Most people were fascinated by the ANBU and their secretive methods only to be horrified later when they learned of the true nature. Would he be the common sterotype or something more. Time would soon tell.
The female had some trials in place for this prospective candidate but first, she would have to analyze. She didn't simply give out rewards with a silver spoon. The way Soku had been taught, you worked, you suffered and you sacrificed to achieve greatness. She would continue that tradition. The Santaru grabbed the attention of the server pointing to the empy seat across from her."One more bowl,
please. Put it on my tab."Nodding, the waiter disappeared to produce her order. This was a good way to break the ice. Get to know the person, his character before they got into the dark, dreary details. Heck, she didn't even know his name. All she knew, some aspiring Chuunin had expressed certain..interest in the branch. Her lip curled at that. It was amusing in a sense. Most people were fascinated by the ANBU and their secretive methods only to be horrified later when they learned of the true nature. Would he be the common sterotype or something more. Time would soon tell.