Dante's Questioning

Interrogation room four.

Operative Wolf was back on duty and on her way interrogation room four. Chairomaru remained in the cozy office of the administration complex of Konoha, that lucky dog. With long strides Wolf made her way through the familiar building. Sure, she was not usually part of the interrogation corps--she wasn't much of a sadist--but they needed someone to fill in for them so here Wolf was standing in front of heavily reinforced door. The kanji for four neatly scrawled across the door indicated that she had arrived.

Let's get this over with already.

Pushing open the door Wolf stepped into the room. The smell of smoke hit her nose in an instant; she despised that smell. To an Inuzuka smell was everything and the smell of cigarettes was up there on Wolf's list of worst smells. Luckily the wrinkling of her nose in distaste would be obscured by the porcelain white mask from which she drew her operative code name. With armor to match her rank of anbu, Wolf knew she struck quite the imposing figure despite her general lack of height.

After smell came sight, Wolf took in the scene with an eye for any immediate threat in the diminutive room. Sitting at the sole table in the room was a boy who looked like he could be no older than sixteen or seventeen-Wolf was bad with ages. On the table lay a headband that Wolf knew she was going to have look at later. However, for the moment, she allowed the door to close behind her as she took a seat opposite the boy.

This must be a joke; I am interrogating vagrants now? Great.

Lazily laying out the file she had brought with her, Wolf scanned over it rather quickly jumping from line to line in a swift yet efficient manner. She didn't need the fine details, just the essentials were needed. Picked up at the gates...wanting entrance to the village...claiming to go by the name of Dante Hyuuga...from the Volcano village...Glancing up from the file after a few moments Wolf spoke up in a smooth natural voice befitting one who is entirely relaxed with their position in life.

"So, Dante is it?" Wolf questioned before continuing. " If you'd please put that out we may begin."

Pausing, Wolf motioned to the cigarette in-between the boy's lips. She then attempted to pick up the headband that lay on the table. If not stopped, she would turn the headband over a few times before speaking up for a second time.

The Volcano village, Funkagakure. Interesting.

"So, tell me a story."

Another brief pause.

"Better yet, tell me your story. What brings you to the village hidden in the leaves and so far from home?"

Wolf expected a full explanation. A one word response would simply not do. Hopefully the boy had a good head on his shoulders-Wolf did not much enjoy extracting information from the unwilling.

Fair enough.

The boy's story checked out thus far. Funkagakure was not very well known for its booming economy nor anything else really besides a body count. That aside, the boy had not really given much information that Wolf did not already know. After all, she had his name from and village of origin from the report made from his initial visit to the gates. So, the only real information that he could glean came from talk of a twin sister.

Guess that is a good a place as any to start.

"So, you have relatives here in Konoha?" Wolf questioned. "That is good to know. One so young should not be living on his own."

A pause as Wolf shuffled through the papers in front of her and pulled out a few.

"You will need to fill these out. It's all pretty basic." Wolf said holding out the papers along with a pen to fill them out. Normally she would have slid them across the table, but the cigarette kind of prevented such an action.

The forms themselves asked pretty basic questions. Why are you coming to Konoha? Where did you come from? Do you belong to a clan? Where will you be staying and how can you be contacted? The list went on for a bit, but there was nothing on there to cause alarm. The village simply wanted anything and everything on record. Paperwork made the village run.

"Do you have any questions?"

Of course it went without saying that the boy would be watched like a hawk. Konohagakure had not fallen so far under Jason's rule that it did not keep tabs on possible threats. It would be foolish to simply allow the boy to walk free without surveillance. This, of course, meant that Wolf would have to fill out more paperwork to request surveillance. Bureaucracy's a killer.

"No, it does not ring a bell," Wolf replied plainly before falling quiet again.

A dual clan name? That was a first. The Inuzka did not have much experience in the field of genetics, but from what had observed one clan often dominated the other. This domination often held true  for both naming and actual bloodline. However, there was always a first for everything. Here was Wolf's first encounter with a member of two clans and both bloodlines.

That explains those bleach white swords he turned in.

Then came the bombshell, the boy had no where to go. Were Wolf in a different position she might have taken him in for a few nights. However, her job prevented any hope of that ever happening. Shame, Ashi could use someone in her life besides Chairomaru, even if it were a kid. Fate was not kind to a shinobi, man or woman. Though the ball was now in Ashi's court to find a place for this kid to live; fifteen year olds living by themselves was not really a thing after all.

"I suggest submitting yourself to an a children's house," Wolf stated dryly. Many such houses had popped up around Konoha after its destruction left many children homeless and without families to care for them. "When you leave talk to the people at the front desk and they will show you the way along with returning you your belongings."

A pause as Wolf contemplated the boy's last request.

"Unfortunately, the anbu of Konoha are not in the business of reuniting people with their loved ones. The staff at the children's house will be more than willing to help though, I am sure of that. Be sure to inform the front desk of where you will be staying as we will be checking up on you."

Glancing down at the initial report for anything that may need clearing up, Wolf sighed inaudibly before continuing.

"I will be holding onto your headband here," Wolf said holding up the Funkagakure headband. "If you don't object that is. You will not be directly allowed to join the village until you undergo a probationary period during which you will be going to meetings such as this one to make sure you are adjusting....Any questions?"

Wolf was nothing if not efficient even in the face of a child. When on the clock it was her job to operate to the best of her ability. And so she did and so she would continue to do so. Such was the life of an anbu.

Childrens house? No! Dante was a little old for this and after thinking about it, he could find Sephora simply by listening for the loud mouth brat. Yes, she could be heard across the village with her distinct tone. As a matter of fact anyone who tried to could hear her. 
"No housing needed, I am pretty sure I can find Sephora if need be. I also know her friends here in the village. I am not exactly concerned about a place to stay. Besides I am a little old for childrens housing. But thank you for the offer. I have no questions, your instructions were quite clear. Is there anything else you need from me?" Dante asked politely. This ANBU seemed to be friendly and not intimidating towards him so he felt no need to be offensive or defensive either.

A single quirked eyebrow was all Wolf would provide as a response. So, for a moment there would be silence. At least there would be until Wolf recalled the mask on her face prevented Dante from seeing the skeptical look on her face. How old was he? Fifteen or something? Kids his age don't live alone. After the awkward silence Wolf would now simply nod before speaking up again.

"No, that is everything." Wolf replied. "You can pick-up your effects with the same desk people I mentioned before as you leave. And regardless of where you are staying we would like to know. So, please keep us informed."

With that said Wolf turned her hand in such a way to invite Dante to stand and leave. Wolf still had to go over all the paperwork and file it away. Such was the nature of these small jobs. A bit irksome, but necessary. Perhaps she could get ramen with Chai today? Yeah, that would be nice.

Dante stood up to take his leave as the ANBU seemed to gesture that he could leave. He was kind of anxious considering it felt like forever since he had slept or ate anything. He stood up as he left the room and as he walked outside the door he headed towards the area that held his weapons and he retrieved them and then headed to find someone Sephora knew or Sephora herself.

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