Hojo gave a haughty snort at Even's instruction for him to observe somebody else. Specimens didn't get to dictate who observed them, when, why, or how.
"At the far end of the West Wing," he answered, "past the training grounds and servants quarters. The facilities were," he paused to sneer, "not up to my usual standards, but they were better than I'd had in my exile. Their previous occupant had been little more than a hack, obsessed with jutsu," he said, with a specific stress on the word 'jutsu' that indicated it was a bit like a scientist claiming to study astrology to his eyes. It might have been real, but it was hardly science. Not true science, and in any case wasn't as arduous as crafting a perfect soldier, for example.
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Date: 2015-06-16 11:15 pm (UTC)"At the far end of the West Wing," he answered, "past the training grounds and servants quarters. The facilities were," he paused to sneer, "not up to my usual standards, but they were better than I'd had in my exile. Their previous occupant had been little more than a hack, obsessed with jutsu," he said, with a specific stress on the word 'jutsu' that indicated it was a bit like a scientist claiming to study astrology to his eyes. It might have been real, but it was hardly science. Not true science, and in any case wasn't as arduous as crafting a perfect soldier, for example.