The repetitive clacking of his geta upon the stonework flooring of the Torre Celeste sounded the arrival of Shieo into it's hold once more. It had been quite a drawn time since Shieo had any significant time in the spotlight, given his inherently reclusive nature on top of the lack of interest in progressing his infamy to the locals or to the lands beyond ever since his defense of the village as a forefront or the declaration of being one of Kumo's champions. No, as his time drew forwards it too made him act as he fell into his age, nearing the fourth decade of his time on the planet. He sought once more, like he did in the past to leave the confines of his work for some time to himself, seek a hobby or interest outside the cold walls of Kumogakure; after-all he knew the village would still be there when he returned.With his arrival at the requests and approvals desk within' the building, the strangely dressed man with his leathers, hide and some fur lapped over his shoulder; some adorned porcelain white reptile scales acting as intermittent armor. One with a cursory glance may assume he were a barbarian or otherwise, but any longer and though older than his prime days; he was still very recognizably Shieo.
Stopping as he withdrew a fold of official papers and placed it down for the attendant; watching with a dour half-lidded gaze, he awaited for their attention without drawing any conclusions. Once he did, "Going for vacation, likely destination will be in the Wind Country and perhaps some neighboring locations. Figured I'd take the opportunity to brush up on my geography while taking a break. Just need to renew my passport." in saying so, he reached into his inner-fold of the torso attire and drew out his passport and placed it next to the request form.
