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I have an intro post written if that helps, lol..










Miscellaneous: The name Akizakura Namine means Cosmos, A blade to drive out evil spirits
..wat?
Sorry for the inactivity but I have more time to post during the week now
Even while unconscious the feeling of care and safety within Ra's arms reached her drowning mind throughout the torment that ensued from feeling the pain of the One-Tailed Jinchuuriki. Just as the pair reached the infirmary Namine was conscious enough to thank Ra in a drowsy tone. The medics guided her over to a cot where she sat and formed a hand seal, channeling positive energy and stabilizing her chakra. Slowly folding her legs she closed her eyes gently, her presence radiating discipline and balance. She remained stoic for a long moment.

The arrival of Nikuya was a shock to the other medics in the infirmary. If it were not from the strength of Matatabi's presence inside of the young girl, Namine would not have been shaken a feather by the commotion in her state of mind. She gracefully glided off the bed across the room, the other medic-nin allowing her to view the Jinchuuriki of the Two-Tails. There was no indication that the severity of the girls wounds were of any immediate concern to Namine. She rolled up her right sleeve and placed her hand on Nikuya's seal. For a brief moment she felt connected to the Two-Tails, feeling its entrapment within the girl.

After just feeling the suffering from Shukaku entering Ryuza, Namine saw Nikuya's physical wounds as trivial compared to the physical and mental agony that was included with being a Jinchuuriki. The seals on her right hand that extended up her wrist and forearm glew brightly with a white light as the burns, cuts and bruises that littered Nikuya's body returned to their natural healed form in a matter of moments. Namine's dual Yin-Yang chakra reconstructed her wounds together and regenerated the tissue from her bones within a few short moments, leaving only minor scars that would undoubtably heal soon seeing as she was a Jinchuuriki.

After the process was done Namine detached herself from the situation before the girl woke up. After experiencing Shukaku's sealing and encountering Matatabi, it triggered a thought in Namine's mind, trailing off into the suffering she had just absorbed. She wanted to speak with the Two-Tails, but she awoke shortly after Namine had done her work and sprang off toward the conference room. Regardless of what she perceived, there would be slim to no soreness in her body after Namine's treatment. Her remarkable healing potential was something very rare that few grasped.

Namine was quite curious as to what had transpired during her unconscious period. She had numerous questions including why the Two-Tails had returned from Konoha so injured. Her speculation led her to believe that the mass unrest she felt before from Konoha and Kiri had been a revolt from the Rebel thorn in Shoko's side. She had missed the end of the battle, her conclusion being the mercenaries were wiped clean. From what she could see the infirmary was lively with survivors who would certainly be converted to soldiers for the Empire. The Empress certainly knew of the fate of Konoha at the very least due to Nikuya's arrival. So she devised to speak with Shoko herself on the matter.

Quietly making her way through the castle, Namine darted in and our of the many passageways and corridors of the castle, taking the shortest route to Shoko's private quarters. However she did not enter, a strange feeling overcame her as she raised her hand to knock at the door. She felt.. nothing? she could not sense the chakra of the Empress or anyone in the room for that matter. All that Namine could perceive was raw emotion. Her hand raised to knock, she hesitated as a strange feeling settled within her. A magnificent, refined innocence was glowing like a small dwarf star of pure light from within the confines of Shoko's quarters. A strong bond of intimacy gently caressed the atmosphere before a spiral of anxiety and a fear of the unknown closed the situation.

Namine was very confused, she was processing the emotional scenario she had just encountered without any vital facts on what had actually transpired. All she had were emotions. And suddenly the Empress's presence was upon her again, and so Namine quickly tapped on Shoko's door to signify her presence. She put the thought behind her as she prepared to greet her leader.
SoleAccord said
Hm, I'd say no, wouldn't make sense. Orochimaru made it for one purpose and without him there shouldn't be one ...unless someone happened to somehow make it but given the peace treaty terms I'd say its impossible now.


Could I possibly make the sound village and the pre-Empire Otokage if I had an original idea for such? :3 I'd run it by you and Pierce of course!
Yakoul's unwarranted presence in the dungeon offset Namine a smidgeon. She cocked an eyebrow at him as his words accosted the very backbone of what she stood for. The lack of compassion in his voice.. and the way he spoke of the concepts of war and of the lives of human beings in such a careless, casual nature. The creature boasting its selfish lifestyle to a woman of great empathy with such an apathetic tone, this creature was clearly lower than the worms in the dirt around which the blooming ideologies of the Akizakura supplanted Yakoul's foul delusion of turning children into drones devoid of sentience. The manner in which he spoke of the rebels as less than human, as nothing more than beast, she looked down upon him for such ignorance. This condescension was quickly erased with pity, knowing full well that a simple-minded creature of Yakoul's caliber was not capable of understanding these things.

At this point Namine silently welcomed the Empress's presence knowing full well that her questions would be given proper answers. It was never her intention to insult the woman's grace or character but given the circumstances Namine could not help but be swayed a certain way by her emotions. The arrival of their model leader dispersed the tension which fogged the room, and her simple presence created an orderly atmosphere just as she released her black aura upon them. Namine's eyes widened as her mind caved inward and was absorbed into the experiences presenting themselves to her from the dawn of man. They cycle of suffering battered her mind though she was all too familiar with its embrace, Namine's eyes met the Empress's. "A noble cause, yes?" The visions ceased as her aura receded back into her body. These visions reminded Namine vividly of the oppression the Akizakura clan felt and rekindled emotions brought about by the death of her mother.

Gently, her hand covered her mouth as her fiery eyes looked over the Empress. The effect the visions had on her cut deep, her views on the Empress differed slightly under these circumstances.. She wanted to cry out her emotions, to unleash her deepest concerns of the matter. A daunting presence dragged her focus elsewhere... a beast of raw power and anger amassed itself beyond the walls of the castle. Ryuza's words matched Namine's senses, her attention being pulled away from the scenario at hand out into the world. Her eyes looked distantly beyond the walls of the castle as an uneasy feeling caused her legs to tremble. She fiercely grounded herself as the weight of the next moment nearly brought her to her knees.

Shukaku was tearing its way through the forest toward the castle. Namine had a feeling this was not the cause of her unease. The feelings resonating from Shoko did not reflect this, as her calmness seemed to show her confidence in her control of this situation. It was a vibration coming from the entire world... it seemed a vast unrest was coming, and it was coming now. The death of hundreds resounded all the way to the Empress's castle as it overtook Namine, she could feel it en masse from Konoha and Kirigakure. The death was much more swift in Kirigakure like a knife quickly being jabbed into Namine's spine. It was Konoha in which the conflict was being dragged out, twisting the knife that already afflicted her. She gripped her stomach as nausea set in, the feeling of widespread suffering almost bringing her to the point of vomiting.

Namine was left alone with Ra where she could finally hear her colleague out, although the tumultuous storm of emotions continuing to pelt her mind until an emotional bolt of lightning struck her spine. She stood tall as a massive oppressive force followed the civil unrest among the two villages. The oppression came from none other than the Empress herself as she tamed the will of the sleepless beast and sealed it into... Ryuza? Shock overcame Namine, the feeling of Shukaku being driven into the girl amounted to an incredible amount of suffering. The pain in which a human being felt undergoing the process of becoming a Jinchuuriki... she had never felt such a thing before. The feelings of suffering conjured by the Empress's aura swept back into her mind as visions of the future berated her. Namine looked to Ra with deeply saddened eyes in the way one would look to a friend in need, but before Namine could reply to Ra she was hitting the floor with a thud when Shukaku was sealed into the poor, unknowing Ryuza.
By the time Namine had completed her healing she had reasoned with herself about the nature and origin of Yakoul's invitation. Their worlds, Namine's and Yakoul's, were of two opposite ends. Was it possible for the cold world of carnal desire to meet with the world of compassion and love? A foolish, younger Namine would say no. She would say that there is no justification for the actions born from hatred. A wiser woman would know that love and hatred form a middle ground, and that one cannot be without the other. One finds balance at the heart of that paradox, a resounding balance that comes from within projected outward into the world.

To force onself on another, to dominate their will and impose your own onto them... That was a realm devoid of love. The young girl stared off into a dark corner of the prison as Ra spoke to her back. She looked down at Ryuza, feeling the conscious energy come to life like a flame in her mind. She looked back at the corner of the room again, losing herself in her thoughts... Her eyes glowered for a brief moment, her mouth wound up tight as she mulled over the possibilities in her head.

"No... That won't be necessary.." Namine responded softly, her tone seemed distant as her mind was lost in the sea of emotion that surrounded the situation. "It is only natural, despite how disgusting it may be to have such intention. The lust for power and control is reflected in all of us, somehow." She was silent for what seemed like a long moment. The image of the Empress stroking Yakoul's head affectionately flashed into Namine's mind. She turned away from Ryuza to look Ra in the eye. Her eyes were full of emotion, glossed over so much so that she appeared to be on the verge of tears, though Namine was more in control of her emotions than it seemed.

"How is this justified...?" She hissed, her eyes narrowing in passionate defiance. Gritting her teeth, she searched for answers in Ra's eyes, knowing of her clear-cut devotion toward the Empress and the Imperial cause in general, but would she stand for a cause that facilitated and enabled a rapist to express his intentions freely? How was it so that the Empire's cause was righteous because they brought stability and unity but at what cost? Did the ends justify the means, even when the means meant employing the services of a rapist? Just because the army they were facing were greedy mercenaries it meant that their lives held less value than the Imperials? This ideology of social darwinism was a recurring theme throughout the history of shinobi and Namine questioned if its place in their society was truly valid.

"Are we so self-righteous that the slaughter of thousands is justified because we deem them not fit to participate in this Imperialistic experiment? And Empress Shoko is to reward those of Yakoul's nature for their duty to her just as long as they follow orders, regardless of the ethical issues of their character? Is their no moral standard for her to hold us to, her subordinates? Is her mission to conquer the world by any means necessary?" Namine rambled on, allowing her emotion to pour forth from her onto the company of Ra. She took a deep breath to balance herself as her feathers were just a tad ruffled at Yakoul's invitation.

She hung her head for a moment. "Don't get me wrong, Ra... There is a fine line between the two sides of this war, and one must always know there they stand. And there is no question where I lie here, but can these kinds of questions go without answers?" Namine raised her head as she spoke to look into the eyes of the woman who stood on the same side of her. Perhaps Namine needed reassurance that she was in fact walking the right path in life. To be on the same side as a rapist, it was an unsettling factor of her disposition.
I'm glad Namine isn't included in the senseless carnage of mercenaries :p Prison duty with a little girl is cool.
Death... It was so unfathomable that in one moment she could be standing here observing the beauty and danger that is life and in the next the conscious independent soul that claimed her identity could no longer be tethered to this realm. Her skin crawled as the battle ensued, an uneasy tension overtaking her. The number started at over five thousand; over five thousand unique individual souls moving toward their position. They may have been hired goons working for the highest bidder, but they were human beings with a soul. Namine sensed it all. Every inch of the battlefield was hers, from the surges of electrified water to the Senju's crushing roots to the tentacle monster rambunctiously impaling everything with a heartbeat. The Empress would be pleased, but Namine was sick to her stomach. She sensed the light of every soul disappear as it happened, she sensed the painful desperation of the wounded survivors trying to free their half-dead comrades who were crushed in between the Senju's roots. Another part of the forest was lit ablaze where Namine felt each and every moment of intense agony felt by the mercenaries as they burned alive.

All of this death, all of this pain, all of this hatred, and those who served the Empire were made to believe there was a jsut cause behind all of this? Namine was simply following orders, and had grown so accustomed to dealing with scenarios of this nature that there were no indications from her facial expression or body language of her discontent toward the situation whatsoever. She looked over to the Empress and searched as deep as she could... just what were her intentions behind all of this?

The affection the Empress displayed toward Yakoul, was it even real? Did she truly value this sick beast as anything more than a simple bodyguard? The question flowed through Namine's mind as Shoko seemed more focused on Ra and her suggestion. Namine marvelled at Ra's ability to manipulate others, not to say she was manipulating Shoko in any form as such efforts would go wasted, but her ability to turn the hearts of men to their side was a very potent ability indeed. Namine wondered for a moment why Ra was so complacent where she was in life...

Shoko glanced over at Namine and for a brief moment the two locked eyes, almost as if the Empress was sending a clear-cut message to Namine about the depth of her sensory abilities. Namine's bright blue eyes held a deep seated love for this world, though this love was buried in sadness. Namine turned away from the Empress's gaze and felt a strange presence coming their way. "Catapults?" The Empress assumed as a large boulder appeared to be coming their way. Shoko already had her hand out to block it before Namine could get a word in.

"That's not..." Namine began but stopped herself. It was too late and her words would fall on deaf ears anyway. She could sense the intense feelings of revenge coming from the boulder before it transformed back into the kunoichi. What stood out most was the fact that boulders didn't usually come with the will to murder the empress, though the young girl lacked a true intention to kill. Namine allowed the situation to play out with the Empress until she gave the order for Namine to bring her to the prison. Yakoul had been quick to guard Shoko who had never lost her full control of the situation even for a moment. Namine quickly sensed the displeasure from the beast as thoughts of sexual perversion floated through her mind, obviously coming from Yakoul. As it lifted the poor girl by the neck it gazed into Namine's eyes. Namine firmly believed that eyes were the windows into the soul, and within Yakoul's soul there was an ocean of pure, unbridled malice that was met with an unconditional love from Namine. Her eyes moved away from Yakoul's onto the girl.

The sick creature's open invitation to rape the poor girl's unconscious body repulsed Namine, though again she made no visible expression of her displeasure. "I'll be fine by myself. Thank you, Yakoul." Namine stated as she retrieved Ryuza's body, looking the creature in the eyes as she did so before carrying her through the castle to the prison. There she placed the girl's body inside one of the cells atop a cot. Namine rolled up her right sleeve to reveal an intricate tattoo full of seals. She could sense the pain and dissatisfaction coming from Ryuza even though she was not conscious. Namine waved her right arm over the girl, covering her in a warm, white light. The girl would awake feeling refreshed and healed. The pain and physical damage Yakoul inflicted would be gone entirely. Namine's Shiyuuto no Uwan was a marvelous technique.

"How are you feeling, Miss Ryuza?" Namine would ask the young girl once she awoke. Namine maintained a warm smile and a very pleasant, genuine tone. Though the circumstances were grim, Namine manageed to keep up a compassionate aura wherever she went. And although this girl was jut on the side of the mercenaries and trying to assassinate the Empress, none of that mattered to Namine. She simply saw a young girl in need of guidance.
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