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If you're still worried about fighting, you can just have your character avoid it. In fact, there won't be much fighting for a little while anyway.
So who exactly is still here?
So who exactly is still here?
Natsumi's chopsticks fell from her hands and clanked against her plate as she heard a nostalgic voice. Turning her head, she saw Juri Aburame. She had not seen her recently, ever since six months ago when the village was taken by the empire she had become like a ghost. Natsumi had missed her, even though the feeling was not mutual. When they were younger, Juri was a friend to her, the Aburame actually smiled, and wasn't someone that appeared to be bearing the weight of the world on her shoulders. Seeing her now, it was frustrating. She'd thought long and hard how she could bring Juri back to a place where she could laugh and consider her a friend, but nothing ever came to her, it was as if she had lost a game with too much at stake. She was in the ANBU now, which meant it was her job to be elusive, both on the job and in her personal life.
Kaede's attempt at conversation was ignored, or perhaps she did not even notice it, as her gaze was directed towards Natsumi. Juri's words hurt, but they were nothing compared to the way her eyes bored into her. It was as if she weren't even speaking to a person, but a tool that needed to sharpen up. No rebuttal was given, it would be a waste of breath in a number of ways. She knew she had made a mistake, all she could do was try to learn from it.
Chizuma then walked outside, hearing that she was wanted by the Elders. She let out a derisive chuckle and planted her hand on Juri's shoulder. "It hasn't even been a day and the old geezers are already ordering people around. Alright Juri, let's go." She said, already walking off. She looked back towards Natsumi, and told her to get some rest, her daughter nodded, and went back to eating her food.
"Nice to see you, Juri." Natsumi muttered under her breath.
Kaede's attempt at conversation was ignored, or perhaps she did not even notice it, as her gaze was directed towards Natsumi. Juri's words hurt, but they were nothing compared to the way her eyes bored into her. It was as if she weren't even speaking to a person, but a tool that needed to sharpen up. No rebuttal was given, it would be a waste of breath in a number of ways. She knew she had made a mistake, all she could do was try to learn from it.
Chizuma then walked outside, hearing that she was wanted by the Elders. She let out a derisive chuckle and planted her hand on Juri's shoulder. "It hasn't even been a day and the old geezers are already ordering people around. Alright Juri, let's go." She said, already walking off. She looked back towards Natsumi, and told her to get some rest, her daughter nodded, and went back to eating her food.
"Nice to see you, Juri." Natsumi muttered under her breath.
Severe lack of posts right now, I would appreciate if some people found the time to write something up.
"Hrmm..." Natsumi glared at the food laid out before her, her tongue pursed between her lips as a pair of chopsticks shook in her fingers. Using the delicate eating utensils was proving to be more difficult with her hand still injured. After failing to pick up a piece of beef several times, she finally got fed up and stabbed it, then bringing it to her mouth and chewing on it with extreme prejudice. As she continued to eat in an awkward fashion, she listened to Kaede and Ryozan. Ryozan hesitated in answering Kaede's question, and seemed to avoid making it very clear just why he choose not to fight. She decided not to pry into it, she herself was not entirely fond of fighting. The sounds of people dying, the act of taking another life, it wasn't something she wanted to grow accustomed to.
Ryozan asked her about her mother's cooking, she looked down at the food before her. Sure, her mother was capable of cooking good food, but she was far too adventurous in the culinary arts. Often, she would cook up some frankenstien concoction and have her taste it, proclaiming it to be the next big thing. It was never the next big thing, it was always a disaster. "Well, honestly..." Natsumi started, but the sound of knives scraping together stopped her words in their tracks. Chizuma was standing right behind her, a devilish grin on her face that was daring her to speak out of turn about her cooking.
"My cooking is always perfect, isn't it dear?" She said in a honeysuckle voice. She leaned forward to cut up a steak on Natsumi's plate, a gracious action that seemed more like a threat to her. A bead of sweat ran down Natsumi's face, and she swallowed a lump in her throat.
"Y-yeah, my mother's cooking is always perfect. Every. Time. I've never gotten sick for an entire week or anything like that at all!" Natsumi said with a nervous chuckle. Chizuma patted her daughter's head and walked back into the kitchen. "A-anyway, we've got a lot of work ahead of us, huh? Helping the other villages fight the empire isn't going to be as easy as this. We caught them off guard, after all."
Ryozan asked her about her mother's cooking, she looked down at the food before her. Sure, her mother was capable of cooking good food, but she was far too adventurous in the culinary arts. Often, she would cook up some frankenstien concoction and have her taste it, proclaiming it to be the next big thing. It was never the next big thing, it was always a disaster. "Well, honestly..." Natsumi started, but the sound of knives scraping together stopped her words in their tracks. Chizuma was standing right behind her, a devilish grin on her face that was daring her to speak out of turn about her cooking.
"My cooking is always perfect, isn't it dear?" She said in a honeysuckle voice. She leaned forward to cut up a steak on Natsumi's plate, a gracious action that seemed more like a threat to her. A bead of sweat ran down Natsumi's face, and she swallowed a lump in her throat.
"Y-yeah, my mother's cooking is always perfect. Every. Time. I've never gotten sick for an entire week or anything like that at all!" Natsumi said with a nervous chuckle. Chizuma patted her daughter's head and walked back into the kitchen. "A-anyway, we've got a lot of work ahead of us, huh? Helping the other villages fight the empire isn't going to be as easy as this. We caught them off guard, after all."
A hug from Kaede was always welcome to Natsumi. The girl had a comforting aura that managed to ease her every time she wrapped her arms around her. "Must be black magic." Their cousin Makoto had claimed, feeling the wondrous effects of a Kaede brand hug.
"I know... I do need you." Natsumi said. She knew Kaede would have come regardless of what her father had told her, she was just that type of person. Her hands too weak to return the embrace, she let the weight of her body see that the affection was mutual. Pushing her friends away would do no good, Makoto wouldn't let her apologize, Kaede insisted on healing her, no self pity was going to be allowed. She watched in silence as she began to heal her arms. The flesh stirred as it was repaired, a surreal feeling akin to swarming microbes piecing together her skin like a macabre puzzle. The numbness slowly left her, replaced by a slight stinging as her nerves healed. Natsumi cringed, grinding her teeth. Having focused on the pain, she just then articulated what Kaede had said while treating her. "That's what I've always heard, that Kurama's chakra is dangerous, but I didn't listen did I? I can't shake all of the blame for what I'd done on Kurama however, it was my choice to let his chakra pervade mine, and all the while i was perfectly aware of what I was doing. A drunk can't blame their actions on sake after all." Natsumi let out a sigh, lifting her arms she wiggled her fingers, Thanks to Kaede's treatment they would be fulled healed within a day.
"I'll have to thank you and Makoto for the intervention, eh?" She said, feeling it was alright to let herself smile now.
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As Ryozan was speaking, Chizuma had pulled out a small notebook, and had begun scribbling into it. "...Likes... Reading..." She murmured. "Basic ninja hobbies, three out of 5 stars." She was taking notes on Ryozan, just like she took notes on any boys near her daughter. She wouldn't say she's overprotective, but that was her own opinion, albeit weighed against pretty much everyone else. Chizuma's eye's looked from the notebook upon hearing mention of Ryozan's mother. "I had heard of her, and seen her a few times, but I can't say I knew her personally." She said. She wasn't fond of talks of the dead, such a topic was like digging into old scars. "The life of a ninja can be hard, huh? This world in general is a pretty tough place to live in..." She stopped her musings when footsteps were heard from behind her. "Oh, finished already, Kaede?"
"You know how good she is mom." Natsumi answered, stepping out of the patient room. She still had the bandages around her arms, but had put on a red kimono, she hated the medical bay's drab wardrobe. She noticed Ryozan and her eyes widened for a moment. "Oh, I didn't know I had another visitor. I am Natsumi Uchiha, it's nice to meet you." She said, bowing her head.
"Only three stars." Chizuma mumbled.
"M-mother please."
"I know... I do need you." Natsumi said. She knew Kaede would have come regardless of what her father had told her, she was just that type of person. Her hands too weak to return the embrace, she let the weight of her body see that the affection was mutual. Pushing her friends away would do no good, Makoto wouldn't let her apologize, Kaede insisted on healing her, no self pity was going to be allowed. She watched in silence as she began to heal her arms. The flesh stirred as it was repaired, a surreal feeling akin to swarming microbes piecing together her skin like a macabre puzzle. The numbness slowly left her, replaced by a slight stinging as her nerves healed. Natsumi cringed, grinding her teeth. Having focused on the pain, she just then articulated what Kaede had said while treating her. "That's what I've always heard, that Kurama's chakra is dangerous, but I didn't listen did I? I can't shake all of the blame for what I'd done on Kurama however, it was my choice to let his chakra pervade mine, and all the while i was perfectly aware of what I was doing. A drunk can't blame their actions on sake after all." Natsumi let out a sigh, lifting her arms she wiggled her fingers, Thanks to Kaede's treatment they would be fulled healed within a day.
"I'll have to thank you and Makoto for the intervention, eh?" She said, feeling it was alright to let herself smile now.
As Ryozan was speaking, Chizuma had pulled out a small notebook, and had begun scribbling into it. "...Likes... Reading..." She murmured. "Basic ninja hobbies, three out of 5 stars." She was taking notes on Ryozan, just like she took notes on any boys near her daughter. She wouldn't say she's overprotective, but that was her own opinion, albeit weighed against pretty much everyone else. Chizuma's eye's looked from the notebook upon hearing mention of Ryozan's mother. "I had heard of her, and seen her a few times, but I can't say I knew her personally." She said. She wasn't fond of talks of the dead, such a topic was like digging into old scars. "The life of a ninja can be hard, huh? This world in general is a pretty tough place to live in..." She stopped her musings when footsteps were heard from behind her. "Oh, finished already, Kaede?"
"You know how good she is mom." Natsumi answered, stepping out of the patient room. She still had the bandages around her arms, but had put on a red kimono, she hated the medical bay's drab wardrobe. She noticed Ryozan and her eyes widened for a moment. "Oh, I didn't know I had another visitor. I am Natsumi Uchiha, it's nice to meet you." She said, bowing her head.
"Only three stars." Chizuma mumbled.
"M-mother please."
"I do not take a step before seeing where my foot will land, Ra. I have a plan." Shoko responded to her adviser. Her worries were sound, the rebels had considerable influence, and with the Hokage now backing them they were not a force she could ignore. Regardless, she was not concerned, if a few setbacks was all it took to ruin her empire, then she would have failed long ago. "Suna is nearly on our side as we speak. The citizens have taken notice of the changes since I took control. Before, Sunagakure was faced with an economic catastrophe, due to my guidance, that is no longer an issue. Also, during the war between Iwagakure and Takigakure, Iwa was threatening to annex Suna, just as Taki had plans to forcible invade The Land of Fire. War is easy to wage, but those people had no tact. They may call me as cruel as they wish, but waging war in populated areas is unacceptable..." Shoko tapped her nails on the desk in front of her, unknowingly digging up chips of wood. "No one else needs to perish, I will convince this village to side with me, and then move on to Iwa to do the same." He fingers stopped renovating the desk, and she turned to Ra. "Gather as many people as you can so I may address them... Use your spies to help spread the news, if need be."
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As soon as Chizuma's eyes targeted Kaede, she had wrapped her arms around her to give her a hug bears would find tight. "Kaede, it's great to see you! Natsumi's in the back, she may not seem excited to see you, but she's a little down right now. Cheer her up, eh?" Natsumi's mother patted Kaede on the back, directing her towards her daughter's room. Makoto had just left, saying she had some kinks to work out of a new technique, so she was alone right now. A boy had followed in behind Kaede, He introduced himself, and fumbling over his words, he left a fairly shaky first impression. Chizuma's smile turned sinister, and her eyes narrowed like the gates of hell closing. "Oh, nice to meet you, Pervzan. Natsumi isn't quite ready to show herself to strangers yet, it's a girl thing, ya know? Kaede should have her ready to come out soon. In the meantime, why don't you tell me about yourself, eh Pervzan?"
Natsumi's eyes lit up as she saw Kaede enter the medical bay. She held back a smile, feeling it would be rude to assume she could present herself in such a positive manner. She had nearly killed a friend right in front of her, the entire time acting like a rabid beast. Kaede was a forgiving person, one of the most kind she knew, but she still doubted that she could be forgiven so easily. "H-hi..." She whispered, her eyes avoiding Kaede's like a rabbit fleeing a snake. "You're... here to heal my arms, right? You umm... don't have to just because of my father. I don't deserve it..."
As soon as Chizuma's eyes targeted Kaede, she had wrapped her arms around her to give her a hug bears would find tight. "Kaede, it's great to see you! Natsumi's in the back, she may not seem excited to see you, but she's a little down right now. Cheer her up, eh?" Natsumi's mother patted Kaede on the back, directing her towards her daughter's room. Makoto had just left, saying she had some kinks to work out of a new technique, so she was alone right now. A boy had followed in behind Kaede, He introduced himself, and fumbling over his words, he left a fairly shaky first impression. Chizuma's smile turned sinister, and her eyes narrowed like the gates of hell closing. "Oh, nice to meet you, Pervzan. Natsumi isn't quite ready to show herself to strangers yet, it's a girl thing, ya know? Kaede should have her ready to come out soon. In the meantime, why don't you tell me about yourself, eh Pervzan?"
Natsumi's eyes lit up as she saw Kaede enter the medical bay. She held back a smile, feeling it would be rude to assume she could present herself in such a positive manner. She had nearly killed a friend right in front of her, the entire time acting like a rabid beast. Kaede was a forgiving person, one of the most kind she knew, but she still doubted that she could be forgiven so easily. "H-hi..." She whispered, her eyes avoiding Kaede's like a rabbit fleeing a snake. "You're... here to heal my arms, right? You umm... don't have to just because of my father. I don't deserve it..."
They staged a revolt around the same time Konoha did, so, the local ninja have control over Kiri now.
Natsumi awoke to find herself in a white room. White walls, white curtains, the dressing of the bed she laid in were even white. Everything was sterile, fitting considering this was a patient recovery room. Her body felt heavy, likely the side effects of the anesthetic she had been given. She tried to lean up, ignoring the nausea in her head. Her eyes felt blurred, she lifted an arm to rub her temples, but stopped. Her arms were wrapped in gauze, and completely numb. Her face tensed, as she recalled just why she was in this condition.
"Easy there." A feminine voice said. A tan hand pressed against her chest, prompting her to lay back down. Natsumi shifted her head to see her cousin Makoto sitting beside her. Makoto was half Uchiha, and half Hyuga, however, she did not posses either of the clan's signature Kekkei Genkai. "I don't want you freaking out again, try to calm down." She said, her voice typical of her pragmatic persona.
"Alright..." Natsumi said. Her voice was more tired than she thought it would be. The two of them were silent for a minute, every second more uncomfortable than the last, until Makoto spoke up.
"So, how did it feel? The demon fox's chakra, that is." She asked. Natsumi's body recoiled, shuddering at the very mention of Kurama. She pulled her sheets over her and rolled away from Makoto. "That bad huh? We should talk about this, the elders will no doubt be put back into power, and we both know they aren't very fond of the notion of you losing control."
"I know... I'm sorry." Natsumi said. She heard her cousin get up, and the bed sunk in slightly as she sat down next to her. Strong hands forced her to roll onto her back, Makoto was nearly on top of her, but she couldn't look her in the eyes.
"Stop apologizing already, you made a mistake, that's all. Kenta choose to join the enemy, so do not regret that you choose to fight him."
"But... I almost killed him, even though he's a friend, and I let myself be drawn in by Kurama's chakra, War is... Scary, I don't know if I can keep fighting. This was nothing compared to what the coming battles will be like. So many people will be killed, I'll have to kill so many people."
"War has always been a dreadful thing, but we must fight because it is our duty. We live and die in the name of the Leaf, this is our home after all." Makoto laid down beside Natsumi, closing her eyes. "You've always been like this. You are one of the most talented people I know, but you act as if being a ninja is something to be ashamed of. We don't fight to destroy peace, but to try and create a world in which it can even exist. You need to acknowledge this, alright?" Makoto said.
"Fighting to create peace, that sounds just like what she told me..." Makoto's eyes opened, and she looked her cousin in the eyes.
"Who?" She asked.
"The Empress..." Makoto stood up off of the bed, and let out a derisive chuckle.
"I guess we have something in common, eh?" She said.
The door to the room opened, and Natusmi's mother, Chizuma walked in, holding a cup of tea. "I knew you'd be awake by now, here, chubby cheeks, have some tea." Makoto snickered at the nickname, while her cousin's face flushed red. She reached out an arm to grab the tea, but the shaking in her hand convinced her holding anything so precarious was a bad idea. Chizuma must have anticipated this, because she pulled out a bundle of straws. "Bendy, or swirly?"
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Shoko was outside of the castle walls and rolling along a road in The Land of Rivers. The clatter of horseshoes filled the air as four horses pulled a large stagecoach. The vehicle was not designed to be very extravagant, bearing a khaki color scheme and no unneeded engravings. A male personal assistant to Shoko handled the horses, as she and the rest of those she told to accompany her sat inside. They were traveling at an accelerated pace, and at the rate they were going they would arrive in Suna in half a day. Along the way, Shoko instructed them of their duties. They were her personal escort for a mission of diplomacy, as such they were to conduct themselves peacefully. There would be no fighting, no threats. Once they arrived, everyone but Ra and Yakoul would be permitted to walk about the village if they so pleased. Ra and Yakoul would stay by her side for the duration of her stay.
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The stagecoach stopped by the entrance to Suna. A tall, thin man greeted Shoko, he was in charge of the village for the time being, though he needed her approval before he did anything drastic. Heading into the village, Shoko entered an eerie street. not a soul was walking about, however, countless people were watching her from the windows of their homes. She made her way to a local hotel, giving the manager a shock, seeing the Empress herself walk into his business. She paid for a room for herself, Ra, and Yakoul. The others were told they could stay in the same hotel if they wished, however the next day they would need too gather for the coming event.
"Easy there." A feminine voice said. A tan hand pressed against her chest, prompting her to lay back down. Natsumi shifted her head to see her cousin Makoto sitting beside her. Makoto was half Uchiha, and half Hyuga, however, she did not posses either of the clan's signature Kekkei Genkai. "I don't want you freaking out again, try to calm down." She said, her voice typical of her pragmatic persona.
"Alright..." Natsumi said. Her voice was more tired than she thought it would be. The two of them were silent for a minute, every second more uncomfortable than the last, until Makoto spoke up.
"So, how did it feel? The demon fox's chakra, that is." She asked. Natsumi's body recoiled, shuddering at the very mention of Kurama. She pulled her sheets over her and rolled away from Makoto. "That bad huh? We should talk about this, the elders will no doubt be put back into power, and we both know they aren't very fond of the notion of you losing control."
"I know... I'm sorry." Natsumi said. She heard her cousin get up, and the bed sunk in slightly as she sat down next to her. Strong hands forced her to roll onto her back, Makoto was nearly on top of her, but she couldn't look her in the eyes.
"Stop apologizing already, you made a mistake, that's all. Kenta choose to join the enemy, so do not regret that you choose to fight him."
"But... I almost killed him, even though he's a friend, and I let myself be drawn in by Kurama's chakra, War is... Scary, I don't know if I can keep fighting. This was nothing compared to what the coming battles will be like. So many people will be killed, I'll have to kill so many people."
"War has always been a dreadful thing, but we must fight because it is our duty. We live and die in the name of the Leaf, this is our home after all." Makoto laid down beside Natsumi, closing her eyes. "You've always been like this. You are one of the most talented people I know, but you act as if being a ninja is something to be ashamed of. We don't fight to destroy peace, but to try and create a world in which it can even exist. You need to acknowledge this, alright?" Makoto said.
"Fighting to create peace, that sounds just like what she told me..." Makoto's eyes opened, and she looked her cousin in the eyes.
"Who?" She asked.
"The Empress..." Makoto stood up off of the bed, and let out a derisive chuckle.
"I guess we have something in common, eh?" She said.
The door to the room opened, and Natusmi's mother, Chizuma walked in, holding a cup of tea. "I knew you'd be awake by now, here, chubby cheeks, have some tea." Makoto snickered at the nickname, while her cousin's face flushed red. She reached out an arm to grab the tea, but the shaking in her hand convinced her holding anything so precarious was a bad idea. Chizuma must have anticipated this, because she pulled out a bundle of straws. "Bendy, or swirly?"
Shoko was outside of the castle walls and rolling along a road in The Land of Rivers. The clatter of horseshoes filled the air as four horses pulled a large stagecoach. The vehicle was not designed to be very extravagant, bearing a khaki color scheme and no unneeded engravings. A male personal assistant to Shoko handled the horses, as she and the rest of those she told to accompany her sat inside. They were traveling at an accelerated pace, and at the rate they were going they would arrive in Suna in half a day. Along the way, Shoko instructed them of their duties. They were her personal escort for a mission of diplomacy, as such they were to conduct themselves peacefully. There would be no fighting, no threats. Once they arrived, everyone but Ra and Yakoul would be permitted to walk about the village if they so pleased. Ra and Yakoul would stay by her side for the duration of her stay.
The stagecoach stopped by the entrance to Suna. A tall, thin man greeted Shoko, he was in charge of the village for the time being, though he needed her approval before he did anything drastic. Heading into the village, Shoko entered an eerie street. not a soul was walking about, however, countless people were watching her from the windows of their homes. She made her way to a local hotel, giving the manager a shock, seeing the Empress herself walk into his business. She paid for a room for herself, Ra, and Yakoul. The others were told they could stay in the same hotel if they wished, however the next day they would need too gather for the coming event.
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