The meeting. [Sylvanas or invite]

Cold. Just the way he loved it. To most people, his office would feel freezing, nothing short of being caught in a snowstorm. But to him, it was comforting. It reminded him so much of the place where he used to spend his winters, and the embrace of an old friend...

White eyes blinked slowly, his breath barely visible in the frigid air as he looked down at his desk. A scattered mess of papers littered the smooth wood, peace treaties, trade negotiations, law ammendments and a letter from the Damiyo, of all people.

But there was something else; something that needed to be done within the village. There seemed to be a shinobi, going about in his village and getting jobs done at a better rate than he'd seen in a long time. Perhaps he needed to reach out to this person, send them a small message. A simple peice of paper would , hastily scrawled and signed with the stamp of this personal house; a snowflake.


The Mizukage requests your presense.

A whistle later, and messenger genin entered the frigid room; one of many whom were eager to please. With a quick nod, Kuai offered the male the paper for him to take, with explicit instructions to of whom to take it to; the female jounin whom been recently making 'waves' within the village. With a quick smile and a splash of water, the young genin was gone, making his way to find the female in question. All Kuai had to do for the moment was sit back and wait...

Sylvanas awoke late afternoon today, her door being knocked upon, causing her to rise from her humbled slumber. A small Genin boy walked toward her as he held a document in his hand, offering it to Sylvanas once he had reached the entry to the doorway. "Ms. Kazesousha, this is for you. He'd salute Sylvanas formally, and then leave the area, turning and dashing in the opposite direction toward the Eastern Gates. Chances were, he probably had somewhere else to be. It wasn't uncommon to see the Mizukage's Messengers around town, performing errands and delivering newsletters.

However, Sylvanas had an eerie and unexpecting aura when she looked at the document. It was stamped with the waxed seal of Kirigakure, and the Mizukage had sent it specifically for her eyes only. Was this it? Was this the moment she had been striving so hard for? She'd do what was needed to unfold the parchment, beginning to read as soon as it became possible for her to do so. "The Mizukage requests your presence." Those were the only words visibly put out on the page. Sylvanas became excited, a sly smirk spreading across her face. She quickly donned her shinobi gear and got on her way toward the office of the Mizukage.

After a few brief moments, she slammed her door shut and sprinted toward the building. Making her way through the hustle and bustle of down town Kirigakure, she had finally made it to the Official Quarter, where the Mizukage Office was located. As she entered the building, she was prompted by an ANBU Operative to provide evidence as to the reason behind her visiting the office of the Mizukage today. She showed him the letter, flipping it over and exposing the sealed insignia of Kirigakure. Nodding, he let her pass. Walking into the office, she looked at the Kage, smiling. She was happy, but nervous all the same. "Sylvanas Kazesousha, Mizukage. Responding to your summons of my presence. I am at your disposal, Sir." She was very mature, especially for being just thirteen. Unsure of how he would respond, or his reasoning behind calling this meeting into order, she waited, watching him for a response.

Fingers drummed the top of the desk as he waited for the female to arrive. He was not growing impatient, not him; the seal on his belly itched, a clear indication that a certain someone was getting impatient with waiting on him.

He'll just have to wait.


As the door opened, those white eyes rose up, taking in the sight of the young female whom entered the room. He'd expected her to be a bit older, but was fine with this. Hell, it only made her feats all the more admirable; someone this young performing this well was one to watch, someone he was sure he'd be able to count on in the future.

"Sylvanas Kazesousha, Mizukage. Responding to your summons of my presence. I am at your disposal, Sir."

Whit eyes widened slightly as she spoke -- was that a touch of nervousness in her voice? She'd need to learn that he wasnt all business when it came to his subordinates; a lesson he was very good at teaching.

"Please, Sylvanas, have a seat. Would you like some tea? Or water, perhaps?" At his words, a servant appeared; rising from the water pools on the floor before hardening into ice. As the creation busied itself with making the tea, he gestured to one of the chairs that were positioned in front of his desk. "We need to have a little chat about your future in the village..." He would wait until the female made her choice as to sit or not, before continueing. "It seems that you're making quite the name for yourself, young lady. Tell me.. what are your hoping to gain by your actions..?"

Sylvanas gladly obliged, taking the seat that had been offered, as well as nodding at the subordinate as he looked at her, curious of whether or not she would have liked tea. "Tea would be lovely, thank you." She'd say. Then, as the Mizukage continued speaking, she sat back in her chair, and then propped herself up, sitting with a predetermined proper mannerism. He had asked Sylvanas about her future in the village, and what she may hope to gain by her actions. Sylvanas looked down for a moment, thinking, but returned her gaze to him shortly after.

She took a breath. "Well, Mizukage, Sir.. What I hope to gain are many things I find would be suitable for a lifestyle I'm fit to achieve. I hope to one day become an ANBU Black Operative, and start my own elite organization of shinobi from Kirigakure, who dedicate themselves to hunting down and specialize in eliminating shinobi who have gone Rogue, or Missing. We will forevermore be known as the Hunter-Nin.. In addition to that, it is my duty as a shinobi, a sworn testament to the code of loyalty I chose to honor with sweat, and bound by blood. This inevitability was sealed upon my choice of admission into the Academy.." She'd look at the Mizukage, taking another breath.

She continued on after the brief period, in which she'd look at him, emotionally analyzing his responses to her words. ".. I hunt those who prey on the weak, and I serve my country well, dignified in doing so. It is my purpose as a Shinobi, as a woman, and as an intellectual with individuality, to fight for my country, and if necessary, to die for it as well.. And let me just say, I would like to personally thank you for allowing me to have the fortunate experience of the mission you sent me on recently." She'd smile at him. She wasn't sure what to expect from this man, but there was a calming aura which seemed to excoriate from his skin, settling down in abundance, showering those around him with a relaxing vibe. She hadn't expected this from a man of his caliber, but one thing was for sure, she liked it.

"Well, Mizukage, Sir.. What I hope to gain are many things I find would be suitable for a lifestyle I'm fit to achieve. I hope to one day become an ANBU Black Operative, and start my own elite organization of shinobi from Kirigakure, who dedicate themselves to hunting down and specialize in eliminating shinobi who have gone Rogue, or Missing. We will forevermore be known as the Hunter-Nin.. In addition to that, it is my duty as a shinobi, a sworn testament to the code of loyalty I chose to honor with sweat, and bound by blood. This inevitability was sealed upon my choice of admission into the Academy.."

".. I hunt those who prey on the weak, and I serve my country well, dignified in doing so. It is my purpose as a Shinobi, as a woman, and as an intellectual with individuality, to fight for my country, and if necessary, to die for it as well.. And let me just say, I would like to personally thank you for allowing me to have the fortunate experience of the mission you sent me on recently."

An eyebrow lifted as this female spoke. There was something that she possessed that he liked, and it wasnt tits. He wasnt into females of her age; too many hormones. As she spoke, he listed attentively, taking note of what she said, and the way she said it. If she wanted to ANBU, she was certainly traveling down the correct path. Her loyalty showed itself, and her goals were grand, and to be respected, but Kuai had his reservations; for years before he became Mizukage, Kirigakure operated without an ANBU roster. Previous Mizukage made it thier business to personally lead groups to hunt down traitors, and Kuai had planned to follow up this tradition.

But this woman spoke of reforming the Kirigakure Hunter-nin corp, and leading them herself. Admirable, but he wasnt so sure that a group formed within Kiri without the backing of the Mizukage..

"You have goals, I'll give you that. I wasnt so sure what to expect when you walked into my office, but to say that I'm suprised would be fairly accurate." The male stood up, walking around the desk as the ice servant came about with the tea for the female. "You wish to become a Hunter Nin... but you'll have to realize.. the hunter nin corp has been 'inactive' for a while. Forming the group youself without the backing of the Kage would have village in a buzz... especially with the elders clamoring to know why you're operating without my orders." He paused for a moment. Perhaps it as time to turn Kirigakure around, and bring back a few things. The village had existed in a self-imposed isolation for long enough. It was time for the world to remember that Kirigakure was a powerhouse of a nation still. Even if they were not actively going to war, still waters ran deep.

"Give me a few days to think on this, my dear. I'll speak with the elders about reforming the Hunter Nin corp. And do not worry, you'll have your place amonst them."

Sylvanas was more than pleased with the words she was hearing. The Mizukage seemed to take a liking to Sylvanas` demonstrations of absolute loyalty and honor. It was no wonder why, though. She always maintained a level-headed, pragmatic outlook on life, being very optomistic. "I had no intention to take full control of the organization, Sir. I had anticipated to have the approval and full backing of the Mizukage. It it were not for the likes of you, your capabilities and your choices; the Bloody Mist would cease to have its glorified reputation. I am nothing more than simply honored to know I am a part of this revolution, and I am grateful for your patronage. In addition to that, I have recently gathered information you may be interested in." She would smile. Adjusting her body, she sat up higher in the chair after a brief period where she would slouch lightly, relaxing her back.

Pulling out a letter, lightly crumpled due to light travel, and from the struggle it took to receive it, she handed it to the Mizukage. Upon reading the document, one would learn that there were increasing tensions between the villages of Konohagakure and Kumogakure. In accordance with suspicion, it is also theorized that the two powerhouses may very well invoke the right to war. "I managed to retrieve this from a traveling Rogue messenger who, after tracking for several days, I intercepted and eliminated. Although it is information that could be worth quite a pretty penny, I have no use for it in my hands. My life is consumed by training and dedication to my village, so I have no reason to have it, whereas, in your hands, the political influence of it would assist you greatly." She'd allow him to keep the parcel. It was true. Information like that would be put to better use in the hands of someone who actually understands how to handle things of this caliber on a nationally affecting scale.

"I managed to retrieve this from a traveling Rogue messenger who, after tracking for several days, I intercepted and eliminated. Although it is information that could be worth quite a pretty penny, I have no use for it in my hands. My life is consumed by training and dedication to my village, so I have no reason to have it, whereas, in your hands, the political influence of it would assist you greatly."

Kuai lifted his eyebrow again, reading the note that was passed to him. So, Kumo and Konoha were giving each other diry looks? Wonderful.  He could care less for what those villages did; so long as they kept out of Muzi no Kuni, Kuai has no reason to intervene. If one came to him afterwards for aid in rebuilding, he would help them-- he was Iki, after all. But as for participating in a war, he had no reason to care.

If they felt it was needed to come to blows in order to solve an issue, so be it.

"Thank you for this, Sylvanas. You are truely proving your worth to Kirigakure..." Glancing down at the parcel once more, he frowned slightly. If he aided another village in thier rebuild process -- if there even was one -- he'd have to possibly deal with someone having a chip on thier shoulder for him helping. Perhaps he'd better send a few more partols along the border? Just to be safe... Or...

"Slyvanas... what do you recommend that we do..?"

Sylvanas sat there and thought on the situation for a moment, smiling at the Mizukage as he complimented her. The room began influencing her, the chilled condition finally settling and allowing Sylvanas to adjust to it. As she spoke her words prior to the current point in time, they one uttered produce a light haze of discolored smog due to the temperature. However, be that as it may, Sylvanas has actually grown accustomed to withstanding harsh environments and has become especially adaptable in cold-climate conditions such as this. One of her most powerful techniques actually utilizes advanced water affinity manipulation as well as precise chakra control to lower the temperature gravely, and extremely fast; such as a cold snap. Due to this, it literally freezes her enemies to death.

However, she continued to ponder the thought of Kumogakure and Konohagakure. "Well, Sir Mizukage, although I am unsure exactly of why they had come to a stagnant standoff with each other, one could only speculate the logical reasoning behind their displeasure with one another. She took a breath. "I believe we should take a more politically adept approach to the situation. Because both Kumogakure and Konohagakure are powerful assets to The Great Five, this also makes them, involuntarily, possible enemies. Thus, that brings me to my next suggestion. We should work from the shadows utilizing infiltration tactics, interceptence methods and take extreme misdirective measures, dressed as and acting like ninja from both villages. Doing this in such a way, it would seem like attacks, or happenings, would be reportedly caused by shinobi of the opposite village." She explained this idea, and it was a very good one.

Sylvanas kept thinking, and by the time she was done speaking, she'd have come up with another brilliant idea. "By launching a campaign to undermine both Kumogakure and Konohagakure, whilst remaining completely incognito in the scope of both great villages, it would render Kirigakure the most powerful nation on the planet, allowing The Bloody Mist to move up in social, economic and political ladders exponentially. However, as knowledge of our awareness of their rising tensions is undisclosed to them, they will have no choice but to go after each other believing the sabotage and death were a gift brought to them by one another, and not a soul is wiser to believe we had a single thing to do with it." Sylvanas would hope that the Mizukage would carefully consider this. Although it meant Kirigakure would intervene and become an active-duty village, politically and in terms of warfare, the village would be unknown, unthought of, and unsuspected.

Once more, the female impressed him with her mind. Infiltration both villages with decoys, with the hopes of forcing them into a war amongst themselves while Kirigakure kept watch from afar and capitalizing on thier confusion to gain the upperhand. Devious.

"This would work wonderfully, Sylvanas. But, considering that they have yet to go to war. we should wait, my dear. Once the fighting begins, however.. we may implement your plan to undermine them both, and secure Kirigakure's place at the top." The Mizukage paused for a moment, chuckling. "Those poor fools. Fighting for second place..."

Opening a draw, the Mizukage reached in and pulled out a prepared envelope and slid it across the desk to the female. "I want you to take this, Sylvanas. You are to go to Hencho Taishi, the village blacksmith. Do exactly as he says, my dear, and you'll be rewarded." He didnt bother telling her not to open it; if she was good of a ninja as he believed, he was not worried about her looking at it. But in case she did, she would find nothing. It was a special note; only by the intended reciever channeling thier chakara through the paper would the message be revealed. "Consider this a pomotion bonus. Welcome to ANBU, child."

Once Hencho ran his chakra through the paper, the instructions were simple enough; forge the bearer of this note any one item of thier choosing. It was a simple arrangement that Kuai worked out with the old blacksmith long ago; he would forge the special requests that Kuai sent to him, and would be paid form the Mizukage's own pocket. A simple, yet beneficial arrangement for all involved.

"Remeber Sylvanas, you are a single drop of water among thousands in the flood of change. Though a small part, you are every bit as important as the whole. Do no disappoint me."

The Mizukage had spoken, telling Sylvanas that although her plan was creative and ingenius, it was not time to intiate it. And Sylvanas agreed, nodding in support of his decision. It was much too early to do something that could very well end up with Kirigakure jeapordizing their already tainted innocence. Although, if there was one thing everyone knew, it was not to mess around with The Bloody Mist. Yes, Sir Mizukage. She'd bow as the Mizukage would take out a parcel, sliding it across the table. Sylvanas picked it up, peering at it for a moment, and then back at the Mizukage as he informed her of what it was exactly.

Sylvanas thought that if this were a delivery, whatever it may contain was not her business. Afterward, he had given her instructions, as well as officially promoting her to the rank of ANBU Agent. Her mind instantly rushed with adrenaline in the excitement of the moment. Such tension, so suddenly. It was exhilerating to Sylvanas. This was something she had worked for her entire life. And in addition to that, she knew of Hencho Taishi. He was a highly skilled armory and weapon forging specialist with a unique touch on his creations. The Mizukage had obviously planned something for quite a while, and her presence here only confirmed that. She would deliver it accordingly, standing, and bowing to the Mizukage as he spoke his final words. "Remember Sylvanas, you are a single drop of water among thousands in the flood of change.

Though a small part, you are every bit as important as the whole. Do not disappoint me." She'd smile at him as she approached the door, looking back toward his direction just before placing her hand on the doorknob. "Sir Mizukage, even a single drop of water can generate a wave powerful enough to sweep the land with fear. If any should threaten the well-being or integrity of you, or this village, my Country; The flood of change will be born through blood. I bid you farewell, Sir Mizukage." She'd begin to walk from the door after flashing a big grin at him, politely curtsying. Just before she shut the door after hearing what he had to say and walking out, she'd look at him once more. "And... Thank you, Sir Mizukage, for giving me this opportunity. You can rely on me to get the job done. She'd nod, leaving the office and headed toward the village blacksmith.