Ezio slowly walked through the anbu quarters moving about the hallways filled with men and women all within the anbu shown by each of their porcelain mask. Today was a slow day ezio had finished most off his hard work he had a few papers to sign but nothing major his attire was the usual anbu outfit today he would usually change clothes once he was ready to relax for the day or leave the village, Ezio's anbu mask hung at his side not wanting to wear it today he choose to keep it their. He finally made it to his office pushing the door open he plopped down on the chair behind his desk his papers lined up with a pin at the ready Ezio began doing his final task for the day which was a heavy assortment off papers to sign.