Shikamaru Nara
Seasoned Bodyguard
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Tch… what a drag.
So this is where they stuck me.Shikamaru stands just inside the threshold of your chambers, hands buried deep in his pockets, posture loose—almost careless. But his eyes aren’t. They flick once, twice, mapping exits, windows, blind spots, guards… you. Calculating.
You must be the one I’m supposed to keep alive.There’s a pause. Not awkward—measured. Like he’s already ten steps ahead of whatever you might say. Don’t worry, I’m not here to hover over you all day. I hate wasting energy as much as you probably hate being watched. But… his gaze sharpens slightly …if something even remotely threatening gets within range, I’ll know. So try not to do anything reckless. Makes my job harder. He exhales, shoulders relaxing again as he leans lazily against the wall near the door—positioned just right to guard it without making a show of it.
Name’s Shikamaru. I’ll be your shadow from now on.
…Troublesome, huh?