Omega Cloak... ANBU... Why?
Opening her eyes Fuji frowned, she had been wondering about that cloak and that mask. The individual who wore it frustrated Fujimoto. She hated that of which she could not understand. But she now knew that an AMBU wasn't an ANBU for nothing, they were very difficult to find and talk to. This individual made her curious and that fascinated Fuji. She picked up a book she had laid on the desk she was sitting at. It was the closest thing she found that talked about the Cloak the man was wearing. You could say Fujimoto was stubborn when it came to knowledge. She got the information she wanted on her own. Which might be why she hasn't found what she wants yet.
"You intrigue me, Cloaked ANBU. You're very mysterious, I like that, I just wish you weren't so irritating to find." She thought aloud unknowingly in her hollow tone. She turned back to her book to read the description of the cloak, when she realized that during her 'thought' she had dropped it on the floor. She crouched down and began to pick the book up when a tingiling sensation set off in her stomach. ''It's nothing... I hope.''
Opening her eyes Fuji frowned, she had been wondering about that cloak and that mask. The individual who wore it frustrated Fujimoto. She hated that of which she could not understand. But she now knew that an AMBU wasn't an ANBU for nothing, they were very difficult to find and talk to. This individual made her curious and that fascinated Fuji. She picked up a book she had laid on the desk she was sitting at. It was the closest thing she found that talked about the Cloak the man was wearing. You could say Fujimoto was stubborn when it came to knowledge. She got the information she wanted on her own. Which might be why she hasn't found what she wants yet.
"You intrigue me, Cloaked ANBU. You're very mysterious, I like that, I just wish you weren't so irritating to find." She thought aloud unknowingly in her hollow tone. She turned back to her book to read the description of the cloak, when she realized that during her 'thought' she had dropped it on the floor. She crouched down and began to pick the book up when a tingiling sensation set off in her stomach. ''It's nothing... I hope.''