Lines of Loyalty
Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2016 3:47 pm
Ai had made her way to the meeting point several hours early, a healthy dose of paranoia fueling the decision. Also a desire to be able to take a nice, slow walk through the markets before arriving at the warehouse. It was soothing to fade into the crowds and watch the people of the village going about their lives, unaware of her intentions for the day or how it affected them. That peace of mind in the masses was her biggest motivation after all. She turned the corner sharply out of the flowing crowds to slip into the alleys that lead to the meeting place.
However quaint and well kept the shops looked from the front, the alleys hidden behind them were just as dingy and molded as one would expect. The smell of garbage and mildew caused her to briefly scrunch her nose before she walked into the warehouse without another moment of hesitation. The place was empty for the most part, littered with dust and cobwebs, and containing a singular large room with a smaller interconnected back storage area. Thankfully with no doors or windows in the latter for her to worry about. The wood was damp and weak in both the walls and the floor, making the floors and front door creak beautifully.
Ai placed herself near the entry of the back room facing the door. A good twenty-five feet between her and the door she created a false relaxation in her posture and crossed her arms. A position she knew she could easily maneuver them out of to begin forming hand seals. She leaned against the wall behind her and awaited her teammates for this assignment.
Ishiguro Zipo and Ishiguro Souma. A set of brothers, which was interesting in itself, with a powerful skill set and some useful experience in the necessary fields. She had yet to work with either directly, but their reputation was enough for her to have heard a few things. Souma was the biggest risk going into this from what she could tell with his...history. The meeting was in part for Ai to make her own observation on her potential team members as well as debrief them like they'd been told. She assumed they had at least some idea of the classified nature of the assignment. A scroll with a meeting place, minimal details on the mission aside from 'high risk infiltration assignment' and other simarly vague information.
One thing was certain about this, the result would be interesting. Regardless of what direction things took a turn in. Ai smirked, whether in anticipation or as part of the persona she aimed to put out, even she wasn't quite sure.
However quaint and well kept the shops looked from the front, the alleys hidden behind them were just as dingy and molded as one would expect. The smell of garbage and mildew caused her to briefly scrunch her nose before she walked into the warehouse without another moment of hesitation. The place was empty for the most part, littered with dust and cobwebs, and containing a singular large room with a smaller interconnected back storage area. Thankfully with no doors or windows in the latter for her to worry about. The wood was damp and weak in both the walls and the floor, making the floors and front door creak beautifully.
Ai placed herself near the entry of the back room facing the door. A good twenty-five feet between her and the door she created a false relaxation in her posture and crossed her arms. A position she knew she could easily maneuver them out of to begin forming hand seals. She leaned against the wall behind her and awaited her teammates for this assignment.
Ishiguro Zipo and Ishiguro Souma. A set of brothers, which was interesting in itself, with a powerful skill set and some useful experience in the necessary fields. She had yet to work with either directly, but their reputation was enough for her to have heard a few things. Souma was the biggest risk going into this from what she could tell with his...history. The meeting was in part for Ai to make her own observation on her potential team members as well as debrief them like they'd been told. She assumed they had at least some idea of the classified nature of the assignment. A scroll with a meeting place, minimal details on the mission aside from 'high risk infiltration assignment' and other simarly vague information.
One thing was certain about this, the result would be interesting. Regardless of what direction things took a turn in. Ai smirked, whether in anticipation or as part of the persona she aimed to put out, even she wasn't quite sure.