"I'll make sure not to eat her," Ira assures. "Shall we?"

"Thanks! And yes, can I come, I want to see the looks on their faces - "

"I was assuming you were coming," Ira assures them, already shedding her human avatar. The movement is the same as before, although on a slightly smaller scale, and then they're in the tower.

Hisame starts cackling as people shout in alarm, and people in white masks lunge for them -

Tentacles have a variety of uses. Including hanging people trying to attack them upside down.

Anyone else I shouldn't eat?

"My old team. Naruto, Sakura, Kakashi. I like them well enough."

The people Ira's holding start to vanish as yet other tentacles start to wind their way through the building, throught the very walls.

Ant is busy looking around, excited. "This is so cool."

"Should we stay here for safety, or can we start looking for books?"

"Oh, we can start looking for books. Ira's basically everywhere."

"Sweet! Come on, I bet they keep some cool stuff near the office... Ira, we might end up tripping over some seals, and they might cause weird stuff like explosions, as a heads up."

Don't get caught in them.

"We'll try not to!"

"Well then: lead on!"

She does.

Anything interesting in the Hokage's office is protected by seals, but there's a library that was mostly relying on being next to a lot of scary people for protection. Hisame starts cackling when she figures that out.

Well, to be fair, lots of scary people is quite a good protection. But Ant is laughing delightedly as well about that particular turn of events.

"I wanna see Ira scaring people," Hisame says once they've confirmed there's sealing stuff. "It's fun to imagine but I wanna see their faces."

-Ask and ye shall receive.

While there's still a sense of tentacles, it's Ira's redheaded avatar who flickers into existence nearby, crouched down so that her fingers can curl around the edge of one of the white masks - the person is still hung upside down.

She leans forward, grinning and then laughing at the man's snarl of "Traitor!"

"Oh, an ANBU! They're the most fun, like to act like they have no emotions at all," Hisame says.

"Ooh. This should be fun then."

Ira's visage shifts and morphs, and there's a sense of whispering at the edge of Hisame's consciousness. Ira holds human form, but her skin bleaches and her eyes seem to widen, darkening, galaxies spiralling deep within them, dead stars and broken planets.

The man makes a strangled sound, making Hisame laugh. "Oh, can I see his face? I want to watch him struggle."

Ira shifts the man, so that Hisame can see his face with ease, her own body giving way to half-decayed muscles, clinging to a skeleton.

His careful facade is crumbling into sheer terror, to Hisame's delight.

She taunts him a bit, about how she's against Konoha now - and then, as he breaks into pleas: "He's boring now. You can eat him."

Ira laughs and dissolves-