New Dawn

Burittsu entered the armory with the eyes of the covert ops upon him with no questions asked the Mizukage made his way within and closed the doors behind him. Leaving the eyes of the Anbu behind him he doubted they had any reason to trust him but he remained in good behavior and continued to show his worth. Yet he had nothing but time on his hands and things to do before his time was up in the world. Entering the armory to see the wares and weapons for the shinobi that belonged in the village, it was his first time entering such a place. Yet he could only make haste leaving behind the traditional weapons before making his way to what seemed like a giant box. Five swords to make the group of legendary swordsmen as two empty spaces stood out.

One was Samehada as the mighty blade remained on the back of the young shinobi as the other was the mighty Kiba blades. Such stories of the sharpness and lightning that could be emitted from such weapons were heard from far and wide. He wondered where it was but whoever had the weapons could only mean that they were in good hands. Using the five rings out of eight rings he recently purchased to seal one by one the remaining blades inside each ring. Before closing the empty chest and retreating back to the exit locking and leaving the armory behind him. Upon each hand he had four rings and only five of them had been used. With the remaining three unused he had time to see if he was able to collect. Before disappearing into the distance and heading back into the office.

-Claiming Remaining Seven Swords.

Burittsu made his way late at night out of the building to head out towards the armory giving it another visit since his last time. Heading out at these times only the eyes of the shinobi were upon him this fateful night watching his steps one way or another. Yet he knew and did not care for them to watch but he wondered who would finally speak up. Opening up the armory himself as he made himself a guest to what was inside awaiting for its new owner. Heading towards the closed chest opening it once more as each arm extended out from the box revealing empty slots.

Each except for one the dual swords that have been told for generations sharp enough to cut any life down in a single swing. Even jutsu if wielded correctly the two swords were family great individuals but when together they did something all would fear. Grasping each blade by their handle he quickly turned around sealing the pair. As he now cracked a sudden smile underneath the lights of the armory, keeping it to himself was easier said than done. The box had nothing to contain so there was no point in closing it up behind him; he had no will to ensure that anyone would come after such weapons.

As to now he was the keeper of such things only to protect the world that the boy had cared so deeply about. Cracking his neck as he made his way towards the exit turning off the lights and closing behind him. In the darkness of the night he had no one but himself yet with his new prize he made sure to study and learn from each of these weapons. To be even better than their previous owners no matter their origin.

Keeping away from paperwork and the daily business that comes with the seat he did not care when it came to his free time as long as he knew he put his all. Into the village and the people who reside with him making this place a worthy home for anyone who was looking to make a decent living as a resident or shinobi. Chuckling to himself he made his way back to the office in case of paperwork being sent straight to his desk.

-Claiming Kiba, Has All 7 Swords Of The Mist
-End Thread