Oceanic optics scan the surroundings, an ivory lab coat adheres to the figure of the medical chief. Little to no surprise, the integral structure of the gates had not suffered even minimal damage; Lord Umashiashikabihikoji was quite the magnificent man. Upon the day of the Hokage’s disappearance, his last moments were stated to be above the gates, midair combat with the fowl creature from the void. Steadily her neck cranes back, lifting upwards against the beacon of hope the gates symbolized – a low whistle escapes her pursed lips. “Could use windows, but impressive as always.” she comments dryly. To prove her worth in the new position she would not leave this location until concrete evidence was to be gathered.
Tenderly her left leather boot presses against the structure, teal chakra flooding outwards to coat the footwear. One step at a time, foot by foot could one view her scaling upwards. To convince the gate guards to allow her studies during such a crucial period had not been easy, fortunately her position of temporarily helming the medical branch certainly played a factor. Shaking her head, the platinum mane cascading towards the terra below as she climbed, Mikasa began to mentally prepare herself for the remaining course of the day. With one final momentous step, her body would normalize, settling on top of the gates to witness the magnificence and glory of Konohagakure spread before her very eyes.
“Hard to imagine such a catastrophe occurred days ago.” she murmurs gently. Wasting no time, the sound of hands clasping against one another resonates loudly above the village. The ivory coat upon her shoulders belonged to Lord Umashiashikabihikoji, gained through the temporary Hokage Lady Yomi; thus being adequate enough to use to locate his chakra if her within the village. Kaleidoscope hues spiral endlessly, Chakra Sense. Immediately her gaze settles against the last known location, the skyway above.
What would she be greet with? The sun light beamed brightly, the air with the occasional zephyrs of uncertainty. To falter with tasked with such importance would not be allowed. “I spy with my little eye . . .
Tenderly her left leather boot presses against the structure, teal chakra flooding outwards to coat the footwear. One step at a time, foot by foot could one view her scaling upwards. To convince the gate guards to allow her studies during such a crucial period had not been easy, fortunately her position of temporarily helming the medical branch certainly played a factor. Shaking her head, the platinum mane cascading towards the terra below as she climbed, Mikasa began to mentally prepare herself for the remaining course of the day. With one final momentous step, her body would normalize, settling on top of the gates to witness the magnificence and glory of Konohagakure spread before her very eyes.
“Hard to imagine such a catastrophe occurred days ago.” she murmurs gently. Wasting no time, the sound of hands clasping against one another resonates loudly above the village. The ivory coat upon her shoulders belonged to Lord Umashiashikabihikoji, gained through the temporary Hokage Lady Yomi; thus being adequate enough to use to locate his chakra if her within the village. Kaleidoscope hues spiral endlessly, Chakra Sense. Immediately her gaze settles against the last known location, the skyway above.
What would she be greet with? The sun light beamed brightly, the air with the occasional zephyrs of uncertainty. To falter with tasked with such importance would not be allowed. “I spy with my little eye . . .