The ANBU Compound. Ziren has had bad memories of this place. Mainly because of Maru, and his stupid Genjustu. But Ziren can't blame the half demon human puppet for Ziren being here once again. He himself has made mistakes that were solely on him.
It's been a week since Takeshi has talked to him. About him losing his job as an ANBU operative. Today. He wore a plain black garb with black jeans. Something he never did. He has to admit it. He has changed, both for the better and the worse. A lot has happened since Ziren was told to go find Berserk when he was ready. He fought his inner self, inside his own mind. Not knowing that that fight caused physical damages to his body. He has healed now. And before the fight, he talked to a Chigokai while visiting Tea. There, he learned that not all Chigokai are evil as the books have said they were.
Here. He now has to talk to an ANBU Captain, Berserk. To test him to see if he is still able to be part of the ANBU. Or will he be kicked out with shame and disgrace. Ziren took a deep breath. "No matter what happens. Just know that you did your best." Ziren assured himself. He could feel some tears coming. But bit his tongue until he was certain that they won't come out. He especially made sure his other self is dormant. He doesn't want any rude interruptions from his other self.
Ziren wore a plain expression, hiding his fears, determination in his eyes. As he entered the compound, he found himself in some sort of lobby area. Which was weird because this wasn't here when he did Maru's nightmare class. It was all extravagant, if you don't count for the whole area looking like some kind of haunted house mess. Complete with moss and creaky floor boards.
He sat down, right in the middle of the lobby on the dusty old carpet. He knew that someone out there was watching him. And if they seen him come in with a weapon and act all stealthy, that he would die because they would think of him as an intruder. But, walking in and sitting in the most vulnerable spot will show them that he doesn't plan on fighting. Which he doesn't.
He decided that listening for blood would kind of be hopeless now. Especially since this is a very skilled ninja. He could hear their blood all he wants, but he won't be able to match their speed with his reaction being super slow.
After waiting a little bit, Ziren stood back up and took a deep breath. He was ready for whatever judgement they were going to give him. He will try to keep his ANBU rank, but now, it's up to an ANBU Captain to decide his fate.
"Berserk. I am ready for my judgement." His voice echoed throughout the old building. Nothing seems to be there, except for a few mice that scurried at the sound of his voice. He waited. Waited for an answer to come his way.
It's been a week since Takeshi has talked to him. About him losing his job as an ANBU operative. Today. He wore a plain black garb with black jeans. Something he never did. He has to admit it. He has changed, both for the better and the worse. A lot has happened since Ziren was told to go find Berserk when he was ready. He fought his inner self, inside his own mind. Not knowing that that fight caused physical damages to his body. He has healed now. And before the fight, he talked to a Chigokai while visiting Tea. There, he learned that not all Chigokai are evil as the books have said they were.
Here. He now has to talk to an ANBU Captain, Berserk. To test him to see if he is still able to be part of the ANBU. Or will he be kicked out with shame and disgrace. Ziren took a deep breath. "No matter what happens. Just know that you did your best." Ziren assured himself. He could feel some tears coming. But bit his tongue until he was certain that they won't come out. He especially made sure his other self is dormant. He doesn't want any rude interruptions from his other self.
Ziren wore a plain expression, hiding his fears, determination in his eyes. As he entered the compound, he found himself in some sort of lobby area. Which was weird because this wasn't here when he did Maru's nightmare class. It was all extravagant, if you don't count for the whole area looking like some kind of haunted house mess. Complete with moss and creaky floor boards.
He sat down, right in the middle of the lobby on the dusty old carpet. He knew that someone out there was watching him. And if they seen him come in with a weapon and act all stealthy, that he would die because they would think of him as an intruder. But, walking in and sitting in the most vulnerable spot will show them that he doesn't plan on fighting. Which he doesn't.
He decided that listening for blood would kind of be hopeless now. Especially since this is a very skilled ninja. He could hear their blood all he wants, but he won't be able to match their speed with his reaction being super slow.
After waiting a little bit, Ziren stood back up and took a deep breath. He was ready for whatever judgement they were going to give him. He will try to keep his ANBU rank, but now, it's up to an ANBU Captain to decide his fate.
"Berserk. I am ready for my judgement." His voice echoed throughout the old building. Nothing seems to be there, except for a few mice that scurried at the sound of his voice. He waited. Waited for an answer to come his way.