The medical kunoichi listlessly tidies up various vanilla folders, clearing her workspace for the vistor's she expects in due time. In recent light of the Medical Branch unexpectedly surging in population, it was becoming difficult to traverse and properly oversee all her colleagues; Minamoto Suyashi was currently occupied with other affairs and Mikasa allowing his traversing. The purpose of the summoning was to openly discuss the future of the branch and which direction the members wish for, the Sennin never intended to make decisions on her own unless forced to do so.
Concerning her appearance, her platinum mane tidy in a braid, her normal spectacles snug on the bridge of her nose, and her ivory coat providing warmth in the slightly chilly office space. Directly behind the maiden, the bay window allows viewing access to the patient garden, heavy droplets of water pitter patter and give a relaxing tone. Naturally, the kunoichi leans back to absorb herself in the pleasantry of simpler items in life. Tingles streak through her body, goose bumps form beneath her attire as a melancholy grin is born. "I pray that this goes as smoothly as I envision in my head." she muses aloud, tenderly clasping her hands on her lap.
Earlier in the morning, the duo would have been informed by the faceless to appear before the Medical Branch head and nearing her office would they be met with the fragrance of lilies, subtle, however pleasing to the senses. The door itself was ajar and awaiting the medical shinobi would be the simplicity of a fruit bowl and a pitcher of orange juice if they wished to indulge themselves during their discussion. Mikasa wasn't one to beat around the bush, thus she didn't perceive the conversation lasting more than an hour or so - mostly to not wishing to take up what little free time the villagers currently had.
Concerning her appearance, her platinum mane tidy in a braid, her normal spectacles snug on the bridge of her nose, and her ivory coat providing warmth in the slightly chilly office space. Directly behind the maiden, the bay window allows viewing access to the patient garden, heavy droplets of water pitter patter and give a relaxing tone. Naturally, the kunoichi leans back to absorb herself in the pleasantry of simpler items in life. Tingles streak through her body, goose bumps form beneath her attire as a melancholy grin is born. "I pray that this goes as smoothly as I envision in my head." she muses aloud, tenderly clasping her hands on her lap.
Earlier in the morning, the duo would have been informed by the faceless to appear before the Medical Branch head and nearing her office would they be met with the fragrance of lilies, subtle, however pleasing to the senses. The door itself was ajar and awaiting the medical shinobi would be the simplicity of a fruit bowl and a pitcher of orange juice if they wished to indulge themselves during their discussion. Mikasa wasn't one to beat around the bush, thus she didn't perceive the conversation lasting more than an hour or so - mostly to not wishing to take up what little free time the villagers currently had.
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