Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-30269418-20161227185259/@comment-30269418-20161227201755

Chisa would sigh, and look at her katana. "May I keep this, please? I will hand over anything else, but this katana is Fuma-made." She'd slightly draw the weapon, showing the black steel and a part of the Haiku on it. "It was given to me on the day of my graduation from the academy.  I can swear on my life that it will not be drawn. However, if an acception cannot be made, then I will ask that one of my family stay to watch over our weapons."

Her mother glanced at Chisa, and was more than willing to stay behind. She knew what the weapon meant to Chisa. It was the only slice of freedom left and Chisa even slept with it. If the guards accepted this, since the weapon was strung around her hip and in plain view, she'd bow to them. However, if not, then she'd remove it and give it to her mother.

Either way, she'd remove her four hidden blades. These were the only weapons she brought. Her mother, if she was allowed through or not, would drop hell of a lot more than that. Tools galore, all unique. She'd wink at the guards. "Feel free to take some if you'd like, most are of unique Setsuna design." Yuuto stifled laughter at his wife's way of being a walking advertisement; since he himself was not a shinobi he had nothing to drop but he'd walk towards a guard and open a case showing an ornamental dagger.

"If you could take this to Keldran, that would be kind of you. It's a gift that Chisa designed herself. Unless, of course, we are allowed to take it as a gift." Chisa's eyes strayed to the dagger; she'd worked for an entire week on the design. Although it was ornamental there was no doubt about the fact it was fully functional. It would certainly be of unique design, somewhat like a ritualistic dagger. Easily concealable, would it be strapped to someone's body. Definetely a weapon fit for an assassin. She didn't know what kind of weapons Keldran used, specifically, but perhaps one like that would come in handy. Depending on what the guards said Yuuto would either hand it to them or hand it to Chisa to present to Keldran.

Chisa would wait patiently as the gates opened before viewing the Fuma compound. As impressive as it was, materialistic was not what she desired. She liked things with a story, with a meaning. Something that had time and effort put into it.

Chisa and her family would walk forwards, into the compound. They felt no need to be on guard; her mother would stay at the gates depending on whether or not the sword was allowed through, but none of them would excessively look around as if they were looking for guards.

She'd sit at the table that they were directed to go to after having walked for a bit over the winding bridge. Her family would also sit. Chisa's eyes would look blank but at the same time, she'd be filled with a purpose.

She looked towards the distance, where a man with blue hair was walking towards them. Was this Keldran? She didn't know anything about him. However, his appearance was easy on the eyes, in a way, which she was thankful for. She was happy that he didn't look like Obelisk.



She'd stand as he approached, and bow. "I am Chisa Setsuna. Thank you, on behalf of the Setsuna, for seeing us." She'd be polite, but in all honesty, she wanted to talk to him alone, even if it was for a moment. It stressed her out to be near her family and she felt like it would be more relaxing to be alone.