| [Jan. 25th, 2009|08:45 pm] |
Tsume stepped forward cautiously, holding out her hand when she was still mostly out of reach.
He swung the scroll teasingly.
Tsume wasn't dumb enough to get within grabbing distance. She smiled sweetly. "I'll send T&I in the morning," she said, and moved back into the shadows.
Asuma tossed the scroll. She looked at it, watched it roll to a stop against the opposite wall, then walked over and picked it up. There was a wax seal to keep it closed. She slid a curved nail under it and unrolled the parchment, skimming the contents.
It was an instatement of a new ANBU, signed by the Hokage. The new man's name was neatly printed: Sarutobi Asuma.
Sarutobi.
She tipped her head sideways to look around the contract, eyeing the man in front of her. She looked back at the contract. Signed by the Hokage, Sarutobi Hizuren. Instating a new ANBU. Sarutobi Asuma.
She tipped her head again to peer at the large man draped over the bars of the cell. The man who'd been 'getting out,' who'd just returned. Who did, now that she focused, look remarkably like the Hokage. "When'd you leave?" she asked conversationally.
Before the fox, she remembered. It had made quite the stir among the clan heads--and she'd been one of them, newly made. Asuma leaving had taken some of the focus off her as the new blood, which had been much appreciated.
He held up one hand, five fingers spread, then let it drop again.
Gone five years. She peered at the scroll, at the names, and once again looked at him. Huh. She stepped forward, wracking her memory for any recall of the young man she was sure she'd seen.
He hadn't looked like this.
He hadn't been trapped in a cell, either. Grinning, she sauntered forward and handed back his scroll, leaning against the bars to one side of him. "This is a memorable start to your new career. You know, ANBU's hungry for good rumors. Getting locked in a cell's pretty unique." Up close, he looked even better. |
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