The Sennin office, the hallways full of various photos and collections for one to view and with every few moments would the maiden come to a halt to examine. While Lady Yomi had given her authority of the branch during her reign as Hokage, it didn’t rest well on her conscious to take home within the selected. An ivory lab coat layers over her usual attire, azure eyes scanning the doors between the corridors of history. Mikasa made it her personal mission to get the branches together on the same page, her meeting with Haku Yuki – a highly repsected ANBU Captain was the beginning. Next on the plate was that of the esteemed Sennin, Yuu Kenshin; which she didn’t have the slightest of inkling what his personality may be.
Silently the maiden continues to stroll through the corridors, mistakenly nearly propping open the wrong door countless of times. Fortunately the medical chief had taken the liberty of declaring her intentions to Kenshin days prior via letter. If Kenshin were to recall, the sealed coral envelope had been delivered directly to his office days prior - or he would be in for quite the surprise visit.
Greetings Lord Kenshin,
I wish to seek an audience with you in light of recent events and how to proceed forward. Lady Yomi has placed me in charge of the medical branch during this dark time and I wish to solidify the bond between the branches once more, we owe it to the village to collaborate to the fullest during this tragedy. I wish for your guidance during this time of trouble. Please free your schedule two days from now, I assure you that I will not take up too much of your time.
Sincerely,
Tsukasa Mikasa
Medical Chief of the Konohagakure Medical Coporation
PS: Please ensure there is a window view!
Rounding the final corner, the medical-nin halts, pressing her gloved knuckles against the door and giving a light knock upon the door. A second round would ensue and finally a third before pressing forward, “Lord Kenshin?” the maiden inquires in a dove tone, wedging herself between the door and into the office of the Sennin. Her hair were neatly braided on this day, clothes pressed, and her spectacles free of any streaks - ready for some serious conversation.
[OOC: For additional physical description please click Here. Appearance wise, scroll to the bottom post.]
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