Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27375402-20160405215937/@comment-27375402-20160406014529

Eito stared with a cold expression whilst the head of the clan made his entrance, upon the arrival of the maid, a blade slices through the air, separating both Eito and the made, the blade held by one of the masked individuals as he grasps one of said refreshments and sliding it beneath his mask to indulge in it. As nothing occurred, the blade dropped and a hand gestured for the maid to proceed, the tray now before the elder, the man stares at the tray then returns his attention before pushing the tray to the side, the other masked individual grabbing the tray and tossing it out towards the crowd, intending to frighten them.

“If I wanted your recommendation I would’ve already requested it. I’ve said I’ve come for a recruit and I already know who I want. The member of your clan that seeks-“despite his words, it seemed the clan head seemed far too intent on recommending their so-called heir to the clan. Eito shook his head before arising to his feet, dusting off his already clean pants before walking about towards the training grounds he was gestured towards, masked shinobi in tow. Each step emanated a soft, subtle sound as he arrived; bringing with him the crowd that sought his attention.

He stares off towards the duo amidst the field of combat; one wore a gi whilst the other wore something unorthodox for combat but more so befitting for that of a researcher. He lifts his index finger and points to the one fighting with the peculiar clothing before taking a deep breath to focus a moment. His sensory capabilities tap into the female’s chakra and finds that there’s a bewildering potential about her, smiling, he steps forth into the training grounds as the male bests the female. Whispers linger as it is believed that Eito was approaching the male to offer him a position.

Though, to the contrary, the tall, brown haired elder approached the female, a collective gasp exhume once more as a hand is offered to the befallen female, one of the masked shinobi standing between the male member of the clan and Eito whilst he offered to help the female onto her feet. His eyes narrow as he focused intently on what the unlocked potential may be, though perhaps it was best left unanswered for the time being for him to research later. Provided she accepted the offer, he’d help her up and then stare coldly towards the female.

“You, you will join us”