Meeting the Mizukage

Zachariah helped the Mizukage search for any possible remaining DNA. He found nothing except grey hairs, things he figured came from the current Mizukage's silvery head, instead of from the head of the previous Mizukage, who it was doubtful had begun to grey. The silver hairs slowly grew in numbers, each and every one of them belonging to the current one. It really had been a good cleaning job. He found one hair that wasn't silver, but it wasn't really any color. He figured that, by it's small size, it was just a bodily hair. He clumped it in with the others. Sighing, he stood up. "You cleaned up quite well." He grabbed the hairs he had placed on the desk, about ten belonging to the current Mizukage, and stuffed tossed them in the garbage. The few that remained on his hand he simply wiped off on his pants, leaving behind little streaks of silver and blond. He walked to the door. "Thank you for your time. The world is a weird place, and it is good to have friends in it." He walked out the door, the masked man following.

[Exit]

Nietzsche gave a slight nod to the leader of the Sky nation as he left his office. As a whole he felt the meeting had gone well; the Mist now had a new ally. Though the meeting had also left open a few questions that needed answering: for one, who was controlling Itsuka? And what did that person want with the Bijuu? He would definitely need to look deeper into the subject. Maybe a trip to the village hidden in the clouds would provide some of these answers, but unfortunately he could not depart right away. He had been informed that he had yet another meeting very soon. Luckily this time it was supposedly someone from his own village-maybe it would be relaxing. While he waited for his next appointment he lay back in his chair and started twirling one of his new flying thunder god kunai around his index finger-he really needed an opportunity to try this new jutsu out.

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