Izumo sighed as he shifted his armful of files. He headed along the street steadily until he was nearly bowled over by a brace of running Genin: then in two quick bounds he was on top of the roof and walking along the ninja highway of Konoha. He was delivering various files to various heads of offices. It wasn't his usual job, but time-sensitive information had to be delivered by trusted agents. While Izumo loved to have fun, was a known prankster on occasion and was always ready for a night out, when he was on duty he was on duty and that was that.

He jogged down a powerline, disturbing several pigeons, then bounced down between the poer pole and a building to get back to street level. ANBU headquarters was this way, and Izumo knew the route by heart. Hard not to, when he knew just about every inch of his own village, after all.