The Pact of Gale and IronOct 20, 2023 7:48:13 GMT -5
hirana kizumi
death before dishonor.
groupCloud Shinobi
age 37 years old
birthday october 13
rank jounin
occupation raikage
A HEART'S A HEAVY BURDEN Tensions with Shimogakure were still high—understandably, in Kizumi’s estimation—but she had sent some letters and done some work and while there was certainly a dislike present, the state of relations was not so hostile that her people would be attacked on sight. It took some arranging with the Lord of Shimogakure, but she was granted permission to use an administrative building in the Land of Frost as neutral territory for a meeting with the Kazekage. All in all, not a bad maneuver. She was pretty pleased with her efforts.
Her guard was scant—she didn’t need a heavy entourage setting off alarm bells in the Shimogakure shinobi’s minds, so she had only Chitose as her one bodyguard, and Eri as her newly minted assistant, at her side for the journey to the Land of Frost. Careless, maybe, but she valued the optics of a small guard: at least to her mind, it suggested trust more than it did carelessness, and she could only hope that her intent was accurately conveyed. While Kumogakure and Sunagakure had not never been close friends, they shared common allies, and Kizumi chose to believe that a friend of her friend was, in fact, a friend.
They were set up in a formal meeting room; hot tea and small refreshments were provided, but as Kizumi looked the table over, she noticed something critical was missing.
"Eri,” she hissed, patting down her pockets as if one would magically produce a bottle. "Did you bring the sake? I forgot the sa—”
She cut herself off as a light knock rapped on the office door; straightened up, smoothed down the clean white robes of her station, tucked her fancy hat under her elbow. "Come in,” she called, and one of the building’s administrators, clad in a formal kimono, opened the door: leading the way for Oonakayama Takato and his entourage. Kizumi bowed politely in greeting.
"Lord Kazekage, thank you for coming all this way,” she said, straightening up with a warm smile. "I know it’s a long journey. I hope everything went smoothly along the way?”
She took a seat, and gestured for Takato to do the same; there were chairs enough for all of the room’s occupants, though the bodyguards would presumably position themselves however they felt most secure. Chitose stood at a comfortable distance from Kizumi’s position; her face was bare, her traditional ANBU mask nowhere in sight for once, and she was finely dressed in a rich forest-green kimono, her fluffy orange tail a stark contrast against the fabric.
"This is my assistant, Yamamoto Eri,” Kizumi said, gesturing to the younger woman, "and the guard my councilors bullied me into bringing, Murahira Chitose. I am Hirana Kizumi. It’s a pleasure to formally meet you all.”
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