It's Too Late To Apologize (P)

The metal automaton lead the girl to the Kage offices, where Risako would reside. From inside her steely throne, Aryll’s lips would move to form a command.

”Enter. You know where she resides.” She told the girl simply. The raspy, metallic voice of Ludwig didn’t betray the identity of its owner, and for all she knew, Ludwig really was just a soulless machine ”I’ll be with you shortly.” She added, as Ludwig stepped away from the door, turning about face to allow the girl entry. Aryll’s byakugan allowed her to see whatever the girl was doing, and should she try anything, she would see just how far the reach of this machine was.

Once she entered the building, Ludwig would round the corner, stepping across the cobbled streets and towards the window of the Kage offices. It might have been an imposing sight, Aryll’s machine staring in through the window as it was. The hatch would open, and Aryll’s delicate hand, still connected to the machine, would knock lightly upon the door with a single arched index finger. It was a hassle to get inside the building in her chair, and she preferred to stay in her armor anyways with the former acting Hokage so close at hand. Assuming the window was opened, she would greet the occupant of the room in whatever manner was appropriate, likely just a curt nod, given her lack of familiarity with the leader, and if she was needed, she would remain.

The window was not opened. The girl was taking for fucking ever. Ludwig's hatch would close, the Hyuuga heiress not having encountered such rudeness, even from her own family, some of whom despised her and considered her a traitor. So be it, she had better things to do than supervise this deserter and the whelp who'd been broken just as she had. A twitch of Aryll's finger sent Ludwig's fist  through the window of the Kage's office, the desk Risako was likely sitting at being sent careening across the room and crashing through the other side of the wall. Aryll was a proud Kirigakure warrior, and she would not take being ignored lightly. She didn't care to stick around any longer, however. She was sick of Konohagakure. 

(Exit) 
(374 words towards Geist)