Entering the academy building felt strange to the young purple haired boy. It wasn't necessarily a special occasion, but to him it carried an air like a powder keg with a lit fuse. At any moment, unprovoked, an action as mundane as crossing the threshold could be the catalyst for intensity that he wasn't prepared for. The very idea of it made him tired. Hinata stifled a yawn as he ventured deeper into the building to find the classroom he was meant to be in, taking a seat far to the back and away from where the teacher would likely be standing when their day started.
While other students would likely get lost in conversations amongst themselves, the Nara youth felt more comfortable avoiding the idle chitchat. In the back of his mind, he wondered what his parents would say about his anti-social behavior, but pushed those thoughts down as quickly as they formed. They weren't here, and so long as he wasn't planning on slacking off the whole time, there was no harm in taking things easy. Right? Hinata laid his head down on folded arms. Before long, his eyes shut, dozing off in a light sleep.
“Hey, you!” Sakiko let out a sigh and stopped walking. She recognized the call out for the jeering it was. Not that she was in any rush to make it to class (which she’d reallocated the time for napping), but being forced to stop by some random students wasn’t something she preferred. The girl kept her hands in her pockets as a small group of her peers barred her path. One, the one who spoke, was a boy about her age that radiated attitude. "What do you think you’re doing here? I didn’t know the Academy was letting cultist freaks ins-”
“Twelve.” Sakiko cut in. She locked eyes with the boy, but her expression was bored.
“Ex-excuse me?!” The boy stuttered.
“I’ve heard that particular line twelve times in the last week.” Sakiko explained. She knew what was coming, but despite the number advantage she kept her hands in her pockets. However, as she spoke, the air around her began to shimmer like a mirage. [Learned Scorch Manipulation] “Can we get a move on?” The girl asked, ignoring the sputtering of her assailant. “I’d love to hear you blather on until the heat death of the universe, I have a million better things to do. So move. Before I use your skulls to hold my pencils.” Sakiko didn’t wait for the group to respond before she continued walking. If they were going to try and fight her, it wouldn’t be until she got closer. It was do or die for the group as she got closer, the heat rolling off of her making nearby vegetation wilt. And, just like that, the group parted for her.
“W-we’ll be back to teach you a lesson!” The first boy finally managed to find his words. This got a small reaction out of Sakiko. Her eyes shifted to look at him from the sides of eyes, but she didn’t stop walking. Murderous intent rolled off of her like the fog of heat she made: subtle, but no less prominent.
“Great. Bring some friends.” Sakiko shrugged the group away before entering her designated classroom and taking a seat in the back.
Nep arrived at the academy, not entirely enthusiastic to be going to the building. The thought of becoming a shinobi and killing shook Nep to the core. They didn't wanna be a killer. As Nep approached the building, the feeling of apprehension only grew in her chest with each step. Once they reached the door, they would take a deep breath and enter the building. Once Nep entered the building, they saw a gathering of some academy students. They seemed to be surrounding a single student from what Nep could tell. 'They better not be messing with her.' Nep would think to themselves as they got closer to the group. The thought that this group was ganging up on another student made Nep's bloodboil. Before Nep was able to get to the group, they dispersed. From the heat radiating in the area, it seemed as though the girl managed to scare off the group. Nep was impressed. They would follow Sakiko into the classroom and take a seat next to her. "Hi I'm Nep." Neptune would say with a smile.
A commotion outside caused the boy to stir. It wasn't particularly loud, but it was enough to interrupt his nap. He couldn't make out what was being said, only tones and slight variations in pitch. Still, that was enough to where he could more or less piece together what was happening. There was someone being picked on. Normally, Hinata would spring into action at that realization. However, by the time he had been woken up, things already seemed to have concluded. Weary eyes cracked just enough to gaze about the classroom as a girl entered, taking a seat in the back just as he had.
Hinata wasn't one to pry, but if she was being bullied then he would be inclined to help, even if she didn't ask. He put just hands together to form a rat seal, focusing his chakra in the manner that his father had explained to him. He was still tired and talking would have been too much effort on his part. Nonetheless he would try and communicate. The shadow at his feet darkened slightly, then began to wave around as a test of the control he had over it.
Lazy eyes followed the inky shade as it became a small rabbit-looking form, moving away from the boy. The rabbit would pause a moment following the entrance of another person, who came to introduce themselves as Nep. Hinata thought briefly of withdrawing his extended shadow, but decided against it. It hopped quietly over towards the girl, stretching as far as it could before settling into a location near where she sat.
It wouldn't make a sound or gesture to vie for her attention. It simply sat, looking up at her, a thin dark trail stretching to Hinata's feet. Where a nose would be twitched ever so slightly. Should she take notice, Hinata would have the shadow creature melt into a simple message that would read "You good?"
Sakiko had taken a seat in the back of the class and had pulled out a small black book. The girl had been scratching into it with her pencil quietly, ignoring most things happening in the class while she wrote. It wasn’t like she truly wanted to be there in any case, nor did she care about what was expected of her. The young girl’s goal was to do the bare minimum as she could so that the Arashi government would stay off of her damn case. So when someone came up and introduced themselves, Sakiko was definitely not expecting it. The girl knew she’d be bothered by other students. But it was more how the previous encounter had gone, with kids antagonizing her. Sakiko flitted her eyes to look at Nep with an intense stare. “Hi.” She said back after a long moment. The appearance of Nep would force the red haired girl to notice the formation of a shadow creature: a small rabbit, hopping around on the desk between the two of them.
“I’m fine.” Sakiko answered simply, lightly pushing the shadow creature away with her pen holding hand. “You two are either really brave, really dumb, or both to try to talk to me.” Sakiko’s eyes briefly looked at the group of students that were confronting her earlier. From what she could tell, the group were still suffering from the dry heat she’d caused earlier. [Learned: Diagnosis] Pathetic. Before anything else could really happen, the academy teacher would finally walk into the room. They would apologize for being late and introduce themselves, taking a moment to write their name on the board. Sakiko would seal away her book before resting her cheek on her hand, looking bored. [Learned: Sealing technique] As a breeze drifted in through the window next to her, Nep, and Hinata, the girl let out a small sigh. With the teacher’s attention taken to nervously dropping their chalk in the middle of writing on the board, Sakiko would take her opportunity to play hooky. The girl would form a sign, a half Tiger seal, before disappearing through the open window to the roof of the building. [Learned: Shunshin] Nep and Hinata would notice the students from before see Sakiko leave and quietly leave through the door as a unit.
Nep didn't really care for Sakiko's reaction to their introduction. They would c**k their head slightly as Nep stared at Sakiko. It was clear the intense stare down wasn't bothering Nep in the slightest. "Let's call it brave." Nep would smile, turning their attention to the small shadow creature. It was an interesting thing to behold. "It's so cute." They would smile, but it wasn't long before the teacher arrived and began the boring class process. Like Sakiko, Nep was completely bored of the class. They didn't want to be there to begin with, so it wasn't like they were actually gonna pay attention. Best case they failed the academy and got out of being a shinobi for good. Nep would raise their hand and place their help on the desk in front of them. With some concentration, their hand would grow into nearly the size of their head. Nep would then place their head on the hand that now acted almost like a pillow. [ Learned: Metamorphose: Version 1 ]
Nep couldn't help but sigh as the teacher dropped the piece of chalk. This guy must have been new. They really hoped that them failing out of the academy wouldn't be blamed on this poser for a teacher. That might result in Arashi forcing them to stay in the academy with a "better" teacher. Nep couldn't help but notice the disappearance of Sakiko. Not long after the other students from before left the room. 'They better not be going after her again.' The young Junsei thought to themselves before they thought back to Sakiko's technique. 'I've seen that technique before.' Nep would flash a handseal and disappear only to reappear on the outside of the class room behind a corner so they could sneak behind the group. At the same time they would begin to transform into an exact replica of the teacher. Height, weight, voice and all. 'I'm gonna get these guys so good.'
Hinata's eye twitched a bit at Sakiko's reaction. He wouldn't necessarily describe himself as brave, and he certainly was not dumb, but from the way that she phrased her statement, arguing against those descriptors would put him in the third category: being both. His expression visibly drooped at the thought. "That isn't really fair," he mumbled, withdrawing his shadow. Hinata traced her gaze to a group of students who had entered the room. Clearly these had been the boys who had initiated that ruckus in the halls a few moments ago, but considering the current setting, approaching them seemed unwise.
The girl known as Nep used a technique to alter the size of her hand before using it as a pillow. The purple haired student was familiar with the Akimichi clans ability to control the size of their physical form, but something about this was different. Regardless, the three back-row students seemed to share somewhat similar feelings about being in the classroom. They didn't want to be here. Hinata would have much rather been at home, doing… whatever he does at home. To make matters worse, the teacher seemed far too nervous for this job. Anxiety was fairly normal, but this was a room full of future shinobi! They should at least have been able to feign confidence for their students.
Sakiko was the first to leave, her disappearing act through the window caught his attention, but not enough to warrant a reaction. It wasn't until the group of boys she had been eyeing escaped through the door that he stirred. Nep also left out the window, likely for similar reasons. Hinata, though, took a different route. As the last stragglers of the group were exiting, he stood and began walking towards the door to follow them. As he crept closer to the exit, he picked up a freshly sharpened pencil off of a desk. When he passed by the teacher, Hinata held a hand sign, a thin layer of chakra coating his body. "I'm going to the bathroom," he said. However, when the teacher would look for the student, their eyes would simply pass him by. Hinata exited the classroom, stealthily following behind the bullies at a safe distance, the stolen pencil held firmly in hand.
In the days following the riot, Sugichi devoted all of his extra time to training. It had shown him that although he'd come a long way in his recovery, he still had a long way to go in order to catch up to where he'd been. The thought lingered in his head all, so he used it as a motivator instead of letting it drive him crazy. It kept him around the school grounds from sun up to sundown most days, the only exceptions being the time he carved out to take on missions.
Today was to be an eventful day for him. First up had been the Walking on Walls technique, which took him an hour or so to manage. For the first fifteen minutes, all Sugichi could manage was getting a suction cup type reaction that broke with any real pressure. After solving the sticking issue, he found that although he could stick and even move up the wall slightly, he slide back down nearly as far. Once or twice he sent himself tumbling across the classroom by overamping the chakra flow, but it was nothing too bad. Eventually he got it back down though, and moved on to the next technique.
Sugichi headed outside to the practice fields, and found the wide, shallow troughs used to practice the Walk on Water technique. He filled one up, set a small stepstool beside it, took his shoes and socks off, and rolled up his pantlegs. Perched on the stepstool, he would spend time focusing his chakra into his feet, then slowly step into the trough. He'd sink right into the water, just above his ankles, sigh, and try again. Over and over again, he'd move his chakra around his feet and attempt to step onto the water. Each time was a little better than before, but it still took some time before he could even get a foothold. Once he did though, it wasn't long before he was hopping around on top of the water without issue, hardly disturbing the water in the process.
Content with his progress, Sugichi took a short break to dry himself off and give his body a rest. He got a drink from the faucet, put his shoes back on, and munched on some crackers before hopping back to his feet for more. Next was the Body Flicker. "I've been putting out too much chakra all morning, so this should be easy." Despite his mindset, the output wasn't the issue, it was the control of that high output. More than a few times, the teen faceplanted because his body wasn't moving at the same speed. On one occasion he blasted himself into a wall, and just narrowly avoided doing so two other times. Overall though it only took him the remainder of the morning to home in on balancing everything, and he was a pro by lunch.
Caving in to his stomach's nagging, Sugichi took the opportunity to eat the lunch he'd packed away for himself. He admired the early afternoon sky, and listened to how the wind howled slightly inside the shield strapped to his back. It was a calm day, and he was grateful to be enjoying it while he ate. Not grateful enough however, to not immediately inhale his lunch and get back to his practice. Miraculously avoiding getting a case of the hiccups, Sugichi tossed his lunchbox back into his backpack, then sat the bag in an opening. Having already learned the Body Flicker, Henge, and Bunshin, it was only a short stretch to remaster the Substitution Technique. Although it was tricky to flow his chakra in so many places in so many different ways at once, he did manage to get it down inside an hour.
Sugichi began his next project with misplaced optimism, taking a seat on the ground with his legs crossed. He sat for a moment and felt his chakra flowing through him, and focusing it toward his fingers. When they began to tingle, he spread his fingers out as if clutching a ball in each hand, then slowly began moving his hands toward each other. As the ends of his fingers came closer together, lightning arced between them, jolting his hands and burning the tips of fingers slightly. The shock caused his hands to shake and his concentration to break, immediately killing the lightning. Not to be discouraged, Sugichi collected himself and tired again, to similar results. The bot-turned-science experiment would sit there until sundown, shocking himself repeatedly. It wasn't until he could channel his chakra as lightning all over his body without feeling the harsh end of the current that he finally stood, his training complete for the day. He would collect his bag slowly, and shuffle home, various muscles all over his body twitching from repeated electrical exposure through the day. His body ached, but he was proud of his work for the day.
❃Shinobi Missions Complete❃ D Rank | 0 C Rank | 0 B Rank | 0 A Rank | 0 S Rank | 0
Ryo: 両0 XP: 0 Passive XP: 0
Techniques Used: -None
Current Status Effects: -None
Current Active Techniques: -None
Modifiers: • Shadow Lurker | Despite being made of chakra, techniques that manipulate shadow that travel along the ground cannot be collided with unless the shadow is manipulated above the earth. • Master of Shadows | The clan member may learn any listed technique or augment that has the word "shadow" in it without consuming a slot. • Trinity Teamwork | When performed within the Ino-Shika or Shika-Cho formation, clan imitation techniques have a one post increase added to their duration before the opponent is allowed to spend the chakra to break free. When used within the Ino-Shika formation then this duration is increased by two, for a total length of three posts. • Shadow Locked | All Nara techniques that restrain movement are considered to also apply the grappled status. This grapple is considered spiritual and equal to the rank of the jutsu, requiring both be broken.
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Personal Attributes: ▱▰▱ "I can do this all day." | Increases Sugichi's Endurance by [2] points. ▱▰▱ Superhero Pose | Sugichi is able to cast ninjutsu through somatic gestures. For some reason, these gestures tend to be ridiculous poses. ▱▰▱ Purest Lineage | The clansman's thoroughbred lineage allows them access to the Byakugan without the use of a hand seal, chakra cost, or activation. In addition, should they unlock the Tenseigan, they may have 50% less reserves to maintain it than other clan members and may also activate the Tenseigan without the use of a hand seal, chakra cost, or activation. ▱▰▱ Physical Prowess | The Hyuuga gains a [2] point increase in any stat after mastering stage 3 of the gentle fist and another [2] points after mastering stage 6 for a total of [4] rather than [2]. In addition, the Hyuuga gains [3] custom slots to be used exclusively for the gentle fist style and [1] taijutsu style slot. ▱▰▱ Born in Shadow | All Imitation techniques gain [1] additional use before they are weakened. Additionally, the user's clan techniques are considered one rank higher when attempting to break free. ▱▰▱ Tactical Genius | By spending at least one full post studying their opponent the user gains one extra activation against that specific target, to be used only on a Nara Imitation technique against them. In order to properly study a target one must not take any offensive actions against them and should describe in detail things like the opponents fighting style, as well as formulating a plan against them.
Learned
• Substitution Technique | Rank E | • Art of Walking on Water | Rank D | • Art of Walking on Walls | Rank D | • Body Flicker Technique [ Shunshin no Jutsu ] | Rank D | • Electrical Resistance Training [ Teikou no Kuntou ] | Rank E | Passive
"We have arrived" She declared and let the dolls hand free. Before them were two buildings beautifully constructed. During the time of year, they were currently in the buildings sustained its open concept with having no ceiling on them. Letting fresh air circulate through the entire grounds uninterrupted."These days. It is a requirement for aspiring shinobi to undergo basic training here at these grounds. There are tests, quizzes, lessons, and exercises that every student participates in." Ariella would start walking to show the doll around the grounds a bit more. As they walked there would be some students running around outside, others inside studying, and even some students who were practicing their techniques."All things taught are under the guidance of the village leaders. Our kage, the Raikage, specifically helps to ensure that all teachings are for the betterment of its students." Taking a moment she would direct the dolls gaze to the tall round building that seemed to be not too far away."You can even see the Raikage's office from here."Looking down at the doll Ariella took the time to make sure it was comfortable and had no questions."How are you feeling? Is this much different that your experiences in the past?"
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The doll would look around as the two would enter the Academy. Had she any real eyes, they would have been dancing around the landscape before them. There were indeed people nearby them, shinobi of all ages and shapes that were out and about. It reminded the doll of what life was like around the manor, or at least from what she could recall among the lower guards. Just people sharpening swords for the next needless battle over something they had no control of. To die for a meaningless cause. It mattered little to them. only requiring somebody to serve and fulfill any desire that they may have. As Ariella would ask her a question, she'd answer with a slow nod. "We feel fine. This place reminds Us of the barracks is all. But why do they look so young? Your shinobi should be adults." The doll said before then looking at a nearby youth studying a jutsu handbook with great difficulty. The yokai slowly hovered towards the student with a curious gaze. Something inside of them appeared to have given way to a more youthful side of the doll, a very stark difference from what they had acted and spoken like before.
He was a fairly studious soul, his thick green glasses sitting on his red sea of curls. While not exactly blending in with the locals around this village, The Doll's size helped them get close enough to not get too much into trouble. They continued closer until just a few inches from the boy in question. He was reading from a book with the title of "Ninjutsu Basics" before noticing the figure staring up at him. "Oh, sorry. Can I help y-" he began, eyes widening in fear as the painfully decrepit doll gazed up at him with an eyeless face, unmoving. "You look confused. Can We help?" The boy froze in place, staring at the doll in horror before he began to back away from it. "Th-This isn't funny! Who put me in a genjutsu! Ah-I'm not scared!" The Doll tilted her head before moving closer until the boy began to cry and ran away. "M-Mommy!"
While The Doll watched him run off, they would look back to Ariella and moved back to her. "Why did they run away? We did not sense a genjutsu being used. Are all shinobi like this?" she asked, her tone more now childish as she'd wait for answers from Ariella.
The tour had been going well so far. Kimiko was engaged in the environment, the people, the building, everything. However, when Ariella had asked Kimiko how she was feeling the answer was surprising."Barracks? Don't be silly, this is a place of educational nourishment." To her, this place didn't seem that bland and boring. Or even cold. She has seen worse, she has been in worse. Her own childhood upbringing wasn't the best. So to Ariella the academy was a safe haven."Don't worry. These children will not being seeing the battlefield any time soon. Shinobi these days are divided into rankings. Once graduating the academy they are given the rank of Genin. Mission given to freshly graduated students are more of community service of sorts. Genin have to be given special permissions in order to leave the village." Bending over Ariella would old a single finger up to her smiling lips."Which is why we had to sneak back into the village." She would whisper before standing back upright."Missions are also given out in ranking systems. The higher the shinobi rank the higher and more dangerous missions they may be given. Starting children out young just helps to engrain the basics into their minds, thus increasing the survival rates than those who started at older ages."
The doll's attention was soon drawn over to a boy who seemed to be having trouble studying. This was the first time she had seen the doll actually shown interest in something enough to wander off on its own. clasping her hands behind her back Ariella would stroll behind Kimiko as she approached the boy. He had been studying ninjutsu and the doll had offered both of their assistance. At first, it looked as if the boy was going to engage in conversation with the doll, but the moment he saw its face he was frightened. The sight of the doll was so scary that the boy had thought he was placed under a genjutsu. At least he knew what genjutsu was at that age. As the boy ran off in terror the doll turned around confused. Ariella wasn't sure how to respond to the doll. Standing there smiling the tried to think of how her parents would want her to respond."The shinobi would be filled with interesting things. The academy focuses on teaching simply the basics. Seeing something in a textbook is far different than in-person sight. Pay him no mind Kimiko, you are simply unique." She would gently place a hand on top of the dolls head in an effort to comfort it. Her words were meant to be enduring yet, while also hiding the real reason by only saying part of the truth.
The young girl sat at the edge of the roof of the Academy. She had a view of the district of Arshashi, but she wasn’t admiring any of it. Sakiko was simply scratching notes away in her notebook. So far her first day of academy was proving to be a waste of her time. Sakiko mourned the loss of her free time, while silently cursing her parents for leaving her in the care of the Arashi government. Ever since then, Sakiko’s relatively quiet reputation inside the village became drastically inflated, and resulted in nothing except hassle. Those boys that confronted her earlier were far from the first, and the young girl figured it was a safe assumption that they weren’t the last.
“Hey you!” Speaking of the devil, the voice of the leader of the group from before echoed over the roof to Sakiko. She turned her head over her shoulder without standing, looking at a much larger group of students than before. “Since you wanted to talk so big before, I took your advice and brought more people to see you.” He said. He had a smile on his face that carried an air to it that just pissed the young girl off. Cocky, without anything to back it up, was the impression that she got. Still, she said nothing. Sakiko looked away back to her view over the village. She could hear that this wasn’t the response the boy wanted from her. He grit his teeth and growled audibly before calling out to her again. “What is wrong with you?! Don’t you have emotions, you stupid b***h?! Everyone in the village hates you! No-one wants you here! What’re you even doing?!” This caught Sakiko’s attention. There was something in his tone, something that the girl was familiar with.
Fear. An undercurrent of fear, just underneath the anger and the bravado. She rose to her feet slowly and began to walk towards the group. If she was bothered by the numbers, she didn’t show it. Sakiko held her bored expression while she locked eyes with the boy. “It’s simple. If the world turns against me, then I’ll just do the same thing I always have.” Frost formed around her body as the temperature on the roof dropped by degrees. [Learned: Ice Release, Snowball] In her hand, a stick of ice formed, about four feet long and a few inches thick. The boy took a half step back as his fear took over his confidence. It showed on his face, and it made Sakiko feel a short surge of validation. She stopped right in front of the boy, her face inches from his, staring him down silently. Then her arm blurred, lashing out to strike the kid in the knee with her rod of ice. A sickening crack thundered over the roof, followed by wails of pain. Sakiko looked down at her aggressor, her eyes as cold as the ice she wielded.
“I’ll fight.”
Her moment of vindication was short lived, as the mob of other students began to go on the attack, for payback for their friend against the monster of Arashi.
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How very interesting that the village had somehow seemed to draft children in their service to the village. Coming from her own time, it was fairly odd to discover such a fact. Normally most children would be in school or out and learning about the various jobs of townships and the like. To see them preparing for enlistment was rather odd to the lost souls. "Do they like it?" They asked Ariella, curious about their lives. She even let the doll know about the reason they had snuck out and went back in so covert: Genin were not allowed outside of the village. The doll nodded their head slowly in understanding. Everything did make some sense so far to her. Children here were trained exclusively in the ways of ninja before heing sent out to do missions, typically lower rankings. The higher the rank, the more dangerous. It did put some fears at rest for her, like if Ariella would be in danger. "Hm. We would like to do a mission some time with you. To see what it would be like." The voice, normally stoic, would seem to be getting a hint of humanity inside of it. Or maybe it was just finding humor in her little joke from earlier.
Now standing and thinking about the child who had run off from in front of her, The Doll would turn to face Ariella again while she reaffirmed her of experiencing something up close and personal as opposed to on a scroll. the Doll would say nothing for a moment, looking at all of the other children for a moment. They all seemed so happy and carefree for being in an academy where they would learn to do harm. But more importantly, if Ariella was keen enough, she might notice a sense of longing where the Doll was. "It is Us." Her voice was much younger, now resembling a child her age. It was the tone somebody took upon learning something they had no intentions of becoming personal with. A fact of life or discovering something best kept a secret. "Maybe...We do not fit here. If We will cause everyone to fear Us." The Doll's face went up to the white haired girl's before feeling a bit less confident. "Do We scare you, Ariella?"
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Nep continued to follow the other school children up to the roof of the building. The entire time they would stick far back so that the children wouldn't see their teacher following them. The Junsei had planned this out to go as smoothly as possible. First they wanted to trick the kids then help Sakiko beat them up for daring to gang up on her like that. Upon getting to the roof it seemed the other kids were quick to begin bashing Sakiko for various things. 'What a rotten group.' Sakiko thought to themselves as they watched from behind a doorway. Nep could then feel how cold things on the roof began to get. It seemed that hthe fighting was finally coming to fruition. Without a moment's notice, Nep would step out onto the roof. "What do you kids think you're doing?" Nep would say in a voice that was entirely not their won. "You're supposed to be in my class." They would lecture in their teacher's voice. As they did so they would push their control over their DNA a step further and their skin would become as hard as stone without any indication of doing so. Nep would then move their hand over their head, creating 5 senbon created full of lightning. Without any warning, Nep would release the senbon on some of the children present. A simple paralysis technique to prevent them from fighting further without killing any of the kids. [ Learned: Rough Skin | Rank E & Lightning Release: Electric Shock Needles [ Raiton: Kanden Haribari ] | Rank E ]
Ariella wasn't sure how to answer Kimiko's question. Do the children like being trained? Such a difficult question to answer. She could only hesitate as she thought of how to respond."Every child's purpose is unique. Some have strong ambitions to achieve great things, others may be simply following in their ancestor's footsteps... As for myself, I simply aim to serve the village of Arashigakure however they see fit." Hoping that answer was enough Ariella continued on with the conversation by answering Kimiko's follow-up question."Certainly if they allow it. I'm only permitted to go on lower-ranked missions so I do not see why they would have any opposition." She said continuously smiling.
After the childing ran away screaming the doll would turn to her asking why the boy ran away and why he thought he was under a genjutsu. Ariella responded trying to be as gentle as possible while also telling remnants of the truth. The little doll didn't respond right away and just looked out toward the other kids. Up until now Kimiko had shown very little personality, typically acting like a robot. But in this moment, the doll almost looked sad, like she felt she was missing out on something. Looking at the children, longingly. Breaking the silence the doll looked up at Ariella asking a heartbreaking question. The tone in the doll's voice had more of a human characteristic this time. More close to a young child. Ariella's eyes looked down at the doll and watched Kimiko's behavior change. The smile that was also displayed to the world started to frown just before speaking."Come now, why ask such a silly question. If it was fear I felt, would I be escorting you through my home village?" Denying the question outright, Ariella would reach out her hand once again to Kimiko."Let go somewhere more lively, shall we? Kimiko?" If the doll would accept Ariella's next destination would be the marketplace.
