On paper it was a simple diplomatic mission. There were documents to be delivered and looked over, then signed and sealed, and sent back to Kirigakure. Really, the important details had been poured over, argued over, and refined to the point that this was more like a courier mission.
Not the kind of mission a Kiri jounin would be sent on, much less one of the Seven Swordsmen. Not that Kisame was dressed as anything other than the standard jounin at the moment, and Samehada, with great protest from the blade, was waiting for him back in Kiri. He had a scroll to summon it to him, in case of very dire need, but it was a point of pride in his skills, and one too many kids eying him like they expected him to drop dead, that Kisame wouldn't be summoning Samehada any time soon. He wore an oodachi on his back instead for this mission, nameless to outsiders, but just as deadly as one of the feared seven blades in his hands.
He might even get to use it, because on paper, this was a simple mission, but Kiri thrived on lies, and as much as Kisame wished otherwise, he was still neck deep in them. Kisame was to observe--not quite spying, not out loud--and report back anything "interesting," while walking around the place as an average foreign jounin bored from a too-easy mission. He suspected he was also a test of the local shinobi's alertness and readiness, but that part hadn't been put into so many words.
On paper here, he was Hoshigaki Kajiki, average jounin of a fading clan, distant relative to the great and terrible Monster of Kirigakure, and Kisame wondered how many would actually fall for that. He would hope no one he'd actually met (fought) would mistake him for anyone else, and he wasn't going to stoop to more than clothing changes for this mission.
Well, this would either go very badly or it would go exceedingly well, and if Kisame got a fight, he didn't think he'd care which. He held back his grin to something a little more respectable and took strides further into the village. "Interesting," was it? What would he find to report back on here?
Hoshigaki Kisame | Naruto | Let's go with still loyal to Kiri. For now
Not the kind of mission a Kiri jounin would be sent on, much less one of the Seven Swordsmen. Not that Kisame was dressed as anything other than the standard jounin at the moment, and Samehada, with great protest from the blade, was waiting for him back in Kiri. He had a scroll to summon it to him, in case of very dire need, but it was a point of pride in his skills, and one too many kids eying him like they expected him to drop dead, that Kisame wouldn't be summoning Samehada any time soon. He wore an oodachi on his back instead for this mission, nameless to outsiders, but just as deadly as one of the feared seven blades in his hands.
He might even get to use it, because on paper, this was a simple mission, but Kiri thrived on lies, and as much as Kisame wished otherwise, he was still neck deep in them. Kisame was to observe--not quite spying, not out loud--and report back anything "interesting," while walking around the place as an average foreign jounin bored from a too-easy mission. He suspected he was also a test of the local shinobi's alertness and readiness, but that part hadn't been put into so many words.
On paper here, he was Hoshigaki Kajiki, average jounin of a fading clan, distant relative to the great and terrible Monster of Kirigakure, and Kisame wondered how many would actually fall for that. He would hope no one he'd actually met (fought) would mistake him for anyone else, and he wasn't going to stoop to more than clothing changes for this mission.
Well, this would either go very badly or it would go exceedingly well, and if Kisame got a fight, he didn't think he'd care which. He held back his grin to something a little more respectable and took strides further into the village. "Interesting," was it? What would he find to report back on here?