odd commissions | sango Jan 27, 2022 14:56:29 GMT -5
masahiro sango
Fall down seven times, stand up eight.
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age 18 years old
birthday
rank chuunin
occupation operation team 2
"The blacksmith," Sango corrected lightly, their smile taking on a bit of an amused curl as they ducked below the desk to pull out a neat and organized, if clearly well-used, ledger. They gave a polite laugh and shook their head. "Despite his best efforts, no, I haven't taken on a new apprenticeship." Well, not yet at least. It wasn't just their mother who had a silver tongue in their family. "My father is out of town, at the moment, anyway, and shouldn't be back until the end of the day, day after tomorrow, and his apprentice isn't taking shinobi commissions above genin level, currently." Sango flipped through the pages of the ledger until they reached a blank page. "But I can still help you get the commission started if you already have an idea of what it is you're looking for. And even if you don't, actually." They might not be the blacksmith's apprentice, but they had been working in the shop since they could totter around on their own two feet - though, back then it was a slightly different definition of working. Now, as a chuunin, Sango had seen - had commissioned themself, with their rope dart - just about every request, shinobi and civilian, that could possibly come through the shop.
"So," the younger ninja continued, getting straight to business with an expression that was just as insincere and polite as the jounin's, "What's the name and rank for the order, and a basic description of the item." The question was more of a statement, a testament to the rote-ness of such a task. nue masahiko sango like - this is going to be another average sword commission isn't it with no clue about what's about to be dropped on them rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold [attr="class","mizocredit"] [newclass=.mizocredit]font:bold 6pt calibri;color:#ffffff;[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans][googlefont=Karla]
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