Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-25687356-20170828030008/@comment-24714922-20170828031026

Michirama had received his notification from Alphonse a week before the operation. This gave Michirama more than enough time to prepare, mentally and physically. For the week leading up to the operation, he had been training a new set of abilities in quiet, making sure he had the techniques down pat and was used to using them. Michirama had arrived in Kogakure the night before the operation, staying overnight in one of the taverns closest to the Airship Docks. Since joining the 12 Guardian's Michirama had undergone a physical change, becoming taller as the months rolled by and more athletic due to the training. His appearance wasn't much different to when he had attended the trial; messy shoulder length blonde hair pulled back in a small bun and purple ripple patterned eyes that caught the attention of anyone nearby.

He wore his large green travel cloak over his usual attire of a simple shirt and pants combo. On his waist was the waistband of the 12 Guardians, something he wore proudly and like always he had his Katana strapped to his left hip and his shinobi pouch strapped to his right thigh. (Inventory in Bio) Michirama would wake up on the day of the Operation in the early AMs, making sure all his gear was packed, Michirama would head downstairs of the tavern, partake in a cheap breakfast before making his way to the Docks. He hadn't had a chance to explore much of Kogakure and he was always in awe of the village's advancement in comparison to Konoha. Michirama would wander the Docks until the scheduled meet up time where he would locate the rest of the guardians easily. He would give a wave as he approached them "Yo, am I the last one?" He said with a grin.