There was only so much that one was able to do in a situation like this one. His day of training was ruined for the simple fact that it had decided to rain that evening. It forced him to cancel the training that he usually put himself through outside, usually close to water, and usually in an area that was surrounded by trees for security. It was a similar location as to where he had met Hyuga Akai, but even then, the security that he had sought to find there was fairly slim due to the trees being spread so thin in the mountainous environment that was Kumogakure no Sato. Despite it's meant to be inhospitable territory, Mt. Ikkyu had it's own beauty in the form of greenery, rocks, and when one got to a high enough altitude whether on the top of the hotel resort, or at the top of the waterfall, they could see over the lowest of the clouds. It was a beautiful sight, one that Atasüke was fond of looking at, and it was shown as to how many times he had gone to the top of the waterfall to simply relax and to soak in the silence and the beauty of the environment.

Unfortunately, due to the water falling out of the sky at that moment, the Uchiha had decided that his time would be best spent in his room, where he could perhaps do his own physical training. With his room on the higher levels of the hotel resort, he would have one of two choices. He could walk up the steps and towards the top floor to get to this room, or he could take a lift and find himself on his room's floor within a few moments of entering it, given that no one else had deigned to halt the elevator's progress as it moved.

In his current state of boredom, he needed something to take up his time, and he had decided long ago that every situation he finds himself in could possibly be used as training, as a lesson for him to learn and to apply to himself in the future to become a better person, and even more importantly, an even better ninja. So the exactly six foot, ebony eyed and haired Uchiha walked past the lifts and towards the staircase, bandaged arms and hands hanging out to either side of him from the depths of his robes, curved ever so slightly towards his body as if they were orbiting the entire mass that was Uchiha Atasüke.

He knew that there were multiple areas in the hotel, and in those designated areas there were different staircases that would take one to a different section of a specific floor. Rarely did Atasüke take the easiest route when he was training, and for that reason he had gone up the staircase that was the furthest from his own, from there he climbed the steps, higher and higher until he reached a random floor and decided to step off of it. I guess I can change sections now. The thought had come before he had reached that floor, and as his legs slowly trudged up the staircase, he folded his arms across his chest and his left index finger tapped on his right arm's elbow, tapping it once every two steps, as if it were setting the tempo that he was walking at.

Stepping up onto the floor's platform, he allowed his eyes to close for the briefest of moments as the sleeve of his plain black cloak reached upwards to yank open the door with a much unneeded speed and force, and just as he opened his eyes bumped into a much smaller form to his own, just as he had taken his first step through the threshold...

"Huh," was the only word that exited those lips of the Uchiha.

WC: 660

Typically, Kuroame loved the rain. It was calming and peaceful. But, today she hated it. Simply because of the fact that it's strong and graceful beauty reminded her of her sister. The way it flowed. The way it was silently overwhelming, but also fascinatingly beautiful with it's sound. Her sister was many of these traits, if not all of them. That's why her name suited her so well. However, that simple notation lead to her crying in her room for an upwards of about an hour or so. She sat there on top of her hotel room blanket with her knees tucked into her chest, and her arms wrapped around her knees, using them as a head rest, just crying. the thoughts, the pain. All of the memories. It all hurt. Like she had a pit inside that couldn't be filled by anything. She had lost the person closest to her, and she couldn't let it happen again. She wasn't sure she could handle this much pain a second time. Not that she had even gotten over this pain yet, but losing two people she loved would be way too much to bare.

Kuroame cried for about an hour before she pulled herself together and got up and out of her bed. She couldn't sit in her room and wallow in grief all day. Well she could, but she wouldn't get much accomplished that way at all. If she was going to be powerful some day, she couldn't sit there and cry about someone who she knew wasn't coming back even though it hurt so much. She knew she had to overcome her sister's death before she could make any substantial progress. But, she didn't want to let her go. Kuroame clutched her own hand tightly as she tried to fight back more tears, before she angrily stood and walked out the door. Biting her lip as she did so. She was glad the the Hotel had the common sense to put in an underground training facility, knowing that shinobi were going to want to train when the weather got a bit stormy. And, even though she wasn't a shinobi she could still use the training to grounds to her advantage. This was the thoughts running through her head as she stormed down the hall, her long black hair trailing behind her.

As she reached the end of the hall, wanting to take the stairs to avoid people, the door opened on her. However, in her rage she didn't notice it in time and kept on walking. Right into another person. Her eyes locked onto to the person who opened the door. She heard him mutter, "Huh," and she was even more enraged. Her eyes held anger and rage, although they were probably still red and puffy from all the crying she had done, as well as the tear stains down her cheek would be noticeable. Words like venom escaped her lips. "Get the hell out of my way before I start practicing my techniques on you instead of those practice dummies down stairs." Anger was apparent in her voice. There was a red mark on her face from where she had ran into his shoulder, however she wasn't displaying any sort of pain, except maybe emotional. Her eyes remain trained on him. Unwavering. Half expecting an apology from the man, half wanting to push him down the stairs. If nothing would happen for a few moments, she would simply push past the man, shoving him out of the way as she did so, and then head down towards the training grounds.

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WC:617
Total WC:617
EP Earned: 0

Multiple thoughts went through his brain when he first opened up the door. In his current state he wasn't entirely sure what he even wanted to do anymore, he had been determining to return to his room just as he saw a black moving figure bobbing up and down before it crashed into his shoulder. Unable to come to an immediate stop, the woman had instead crashed her head into his shoulder and his face was immediately taken with concern after the single sound of 'huh' had escaped from his lips. But, in that instant after the concern had been evident on his face, it was clear that the female didn't care for that and his expression immediately changed to one of irritation.

Her unwavering gaze was one similar to his own, and for the briefest of moments he took note of the red mark that was on her face, and his brows furrowed, creasing into a frown as his irritated look faded away. Her violent words weren't ones that he paid too much heed to. Judging from er eyes it was clear that she was in another sort of pain and that was when his mouth finally opened up in response, barely enough time before she would've decided to continue on down the stairs to the training facilities.

"Are you alright? I hadn't noticed you were coming down the hallway, lest I would've held it open for you." His head lowered a bit as if he were trying to get a closer look into her gaze. She is shattered. He was familiar with the look in his own eyes and his mother's eyes as well. He had first seen them in the pale moonlight streaming into his parent's bedroom as he raced back home to explain to his mother as to how his father had been slain by doujutsu hunters. His expression settled into a face of understanding to her own anger, and deep down through multiple layers of his shinobi training and living in the wilderness alone with no one to care for him, he felt sorry for her.

"...Who did you lose?" Of course in the event that he was wrong and she was simply mad at someone else, well then he'd feel horribly foolish and he would feel as if his best course of action for ridding himself of the embarrassment would be to no doubt kick her down the steps. Fortunately, he wasn't the sort of person to do that, but he was certain that she was in an emotional pain, rather than a physical one. They said the eyes were a window to the soul and Atasüke believed that. So many times before he had read the expressions of people that he had met. Lady Akai was one of those people that he had only recently been able to begin reading. Those featureless white eyes of hers that belonged to every member of the Hyuga Clan was unsettling at first, he even remembered how he had first felt when he had first seen her suspicion filled eyes, unsure as to whether they should trust him or not.

In the event that she did try to pass him, he would've simply blocked her with his larger size and weight, and for added measure if she did try to push him down the stairs he would've planted a leg behind his body to prevent such a thing from happening. In most situations he wouldn't act like this, in fact, he would've simply ignored such a person, but he saw pain that was familiar to him in the form of his mother's own dark eyes, and because of that, he couldn't allow this stranger to just let him pass... Amends had to be made, and he would do everything in his power to do so.

WC: 657

Kuroame watched a series of expressions on the mans face change, before he settled on one and spoke. "Are you alright? I hadn't noticed you were coming down the hallway, lest I would've held it open for you." She was a bit taken back by his response, however her emotional state wouldn't allow her to calm down so easily just yet. "DO I LOOK HURT TO YOU?" she shouted at the man. But, she knew the answer. Physically, maybe. Emotionally she looked like was a glass wall that someone just threw a stone through. her gaze moved away from man and towards the floor on her right side. Then, before he could answer she would say "Tch, The hell does it matter to you! Move!" She said as she began walking forwards towards the man, planning to push past him.

"...Who did you lose?" Kuroame stopped dead in her tracks, and her face went white as she stared the stairway ahead. she had to blink back tears as more memories flashed through her mind. Then one specific one, a memory of her opened the door, with her beautiful smile, and welcoming kuroame home. Her being the little sister of course came running and then almost tackled her sister to the floor in a hug of giggles and laughter. It was this memory where tears started to stream does her eyes. Only a few escaped before she blinked them back. "DAMN IT! WHAT DOES IT MATTER TO YOU!" she said trying to punch the man in the chest, although her technique and form were sloppy, and would easily be avoided. if she missed, she would simply collapse to the floor on her knees and attempt to stop herself from crying further, which would take a few moments. After she finished crying she would look up the man with pleading eyes. "Can you please just let me go? I'll never strong enough to avenge her and kill those filthy Uchiha, if I don't train." she said her voice broken, and weak. she couldn't handle any more crying today.

She would then stand up, her eyes trained on the ground now. No longer holding rage, just a look of defeat. The look that said it all. The person she lost was recent. Very recent. She had struggled to get out of bed today, and was going to distract herself. So she didn't have to think about her sister any more. So she might do something else today other than cry. Although she figured some more might happen even in the training grounds. It didn't help that she felt sick at this point. She felt like she might just throw up, or cry, or even do both at the same time. She locked sick too. With her face as white as it was. Her relatively blank expression matched that. She would begin walking towards the stairs before she waiting for an answer.

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WC:496
Total WC: 1113
EP Earned: 1

He was unsure as to whether it was the kindness out of his heart that he was doing this, or if it was simply because she seemed like his mother, the only person that he could say he truly loved and hated all in the same instant. He loved her as any young child should love the person who gave birth to them, but he hated her because she had kept certain things from him. Things that involved his father's death. She had known that he was hunted, he reminded himself once in a while so his emotions wouldn't get the better of him and control his actions... And force him to bring himself and all those emotions back to the Hidden Leaf Village. Would I even be able to find her? It was a thought that always made a course through his mind as he thought to himself. Would he be able to find his mother in the Land of Fire? Did she even live in Konohagakure no Sato anymore? Or had she moved to one of the nearby hamlets like she said she would? There was no way for him to know, he'd have to find someone he used to know to tell him, but when years past without you seeing someone, both changed. Physically and mentally, even emotionally, and he wasn't even entirely sure if his mother would've kept ties to any family friends. In fact, I don't even know any. He forced the thought from his mind as he returned to the girl at hand... It was time to do his best to help her.

Her first response was hostile, but the look of understanding in his face had yet to leave. He wasn't going to let someone who was striking out in anger harm him, if it were someone that he thought dearly of, then it was possible he'd take offense... But she was a stranger. They owed each other nothing, but he did this only because he needed to make amends for his own reasons of running away from his lonesome mother. He didn't give a response when she asked if she looked hurt, they both knew she did, and for whatever reason she continued for, she wasn't saving any face now. If only, she was making herself look more downtrodden in his eyes.

Then she started to approach him after his next words, with a clear determination to move past him and continue to wherever she was previously heading to.

Her movements had been halted as if she had been caught by a paralysis technique, her unmoving form proved that he was right, and then tears started to stream down her face after a few brief moments. Moments that he wasn't going to pry into, and she then proceeded to swing her fist at him. It wasn't one that was planned, and he took a moment to take less than even a half step to the side to twist out of the fist's way. In the same instant of her missing her hasty punch, she collapsed to the ground and he reached out to slow her fall so she wouldn't actually hurt herself, and when it was clear that there was no self harm, he gently released her from his quick grasp.

The words from the crying girl brought a sudden halt to his actions. Avenge... Her? Uchiha? His thoughts had barely had enough time to determine who 'her' was, whether it was a sister, or a mother he wasn't able to tell. As an only child he had no way of understanding the bond between siblings. Many times in his younger years he had thought of wanting a younger brother or sister, but he never made any mention of it to his parents. Compared to other children he was a fairly tamed child, always knowing what his parents wanted of him before they even asked, and he did it so smoothly, simply because it came so naturally. Everything had seemed so easy then, but now, there were times like these... The Uchiha killed someone close to her.


When she stood to her feet, he took a step back so that he could give her some room and to better see her face, and the anger that had been there was instead replaced with a defeated look, as if her facade of standing strong had finally collapsed. She had the appearance of someone who was sick, and he allowed her to pass him to walk down the stairs before he followed behind her and with two simple bounds of those legs of his, was right next to her.

If she was going to walk the entire way down to the first floor, she had quite a ways to go. It was why he remained silent for the time that it took them to get down the first flight, and then he pushed his hood back and opened up those lips of his. "It matters because I've felt the same way," he said softly, a delicate tone of voice because he didn't want to shatter her in her current state. "I can understand the pain you're going through," the same tone of voice was used, almost as if trying to soothe whatever remnants of her anger were still in her, to get them to vacate her. "Killing people won't solve anything, it will only put you on a list that every ninja village has, and then you'll be hunted and killed." His soft voice had a twist of a matter of fact tone to it. Based on appearances alone he determined that she was of an age with him, give or take a year, and for that he had decided that she was on the same level as he was. Of course, he had thought the same of Keigo Uchiha, a Chuunin from the Hidden Leaf, a man who was clearly of an age with him as well. "What happened to her?" He was speaking of whoever she had lost. His goal was to slowly open her up a bit, he didn't want her to go killing members of his clan. There were few of them as is, and over the last few years he had only encountered Keigo Uchiha, he would stop her. Here and now.

WC: 1084

No resistance. The man stepped to the side as kuroame walked past him, her eyes low. She took a deep breathe through her nose and closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. She was a mess. This she knew. But, she wasn't going to be able to do anything at all if she didn't have some sort of composure. She slowly calmed herself down as she noticed the man take pace next to her. If he had ran into her wouldn't take mean he was trying to go up the stairs? why was he following her now? It wasn't that big of an issue, but still, it was odd. After the first flight of stairs, he took off his hood and spoke. "It matters because I've felt the same way," he said softly, a delicate tone of voice. She wanted to break him for it. Sure she was more delicate than a vase which had been taped together. But, she didn't like being treated like a child. "I can understand the pain you're going through," the same tone of voice was used. He was trying to calm her down. However, her anger had been suppressed when she had her crying fit on the floor. Although she was clam now, she was starting to get a bit annoyed at this man for his delicate tone. "Killing people won't solve anything, it will only put you on a list that every ninja village has, and then you'll be hunted and killed." His tone had left him, well almost. It had twisted into more of a "this is what is going to happen" factual tone. However what he said pissed her off, and her anger resurfaced once more. Her face scrunched up with anger, and in one quick movement she drew her kunai with one hand, and shoved him against the wall with her other hand. Holding her arm against him as the cold blade of her kunai grazed his throat.  Her eyes glared into his. "You don't know a god damn thing about me." she spat the words at him the anger definitely returning to her voice. "I'm not a stupid fucking child. I know what the consequences of what i'm going to do are. But, you're wrong. Killing us red eyed freaks is going to solve everything." The word "us" stung the air. It would be easy to know now that she was an Uchiha herself. Even though he should have seen the clan logo on her back when he was following her down. "We Uchiha are evil. Every single one of us. Whether it be publicly, or whether  the individual denies it, doesn't matter. All of us are evil, and the world would be better off without such a sinister clan. That's why death doesn't scare me. I no one else kills me once I'm done, I'll do it. But, I will make sure I take down every single one of those demons before I go out. She said letting him go before returning to walking down the stairs once more.

"What happened to her?" Kuroame's stride had return to the same one from which she had had before the man crashed into her. Confidence, and power was the impression she gave off, as well as determination. Her eyes were set forwards towards her goal. "None of your damn business."  Kuroame said without even so much as glancing at the boy. She had already put her kunai away by this point. She remained in that stride until she got to the first floor, where instead of leaving the stair well, she walked around to the door underneath the stair case. Even though they had made an indoor training ground, they hadn't publicly announce it, and so it didn't get a whole lot of use. However, Kuroame had found it while exploring the hotel. She opened the door and went down the long flight of stairs. Then she opened another door at the end of the stair case. Not caring too see if the man had followed her or not. That wasn't really of any concern to her.

Kuroame opened the door to what looked like a large area, filled with dirt, and surrounded by torch light, with a massive torch in the middle. Surrounding the massive torch was wooden training dummies. On the opposite side of the door, there was a large pool, which could be more closer compared to a lake. Which had a wooden platform in the middle of it. On the right side of the oval arena, was something similar to an obstacle course. Although more like an obstacle course of death. It held a series of wooden spinning pillars. Several places that spat out fire, and some tohers that spat out kunai. There was even a section of a giant hammer, which would try to crush you underneath it. Along with a door next to it, which held every part in the obstacle course, so you could replace any if you broke them. The Training dummies were designed to Auto-replace. On the left side of the area There was a 30 meter wide arena, which was used for sparring practice, if you wanted to spar in a ring. And, on this side of the arena there was about one or two people practicing techniques, just out in the open. There was not including Kuroame, and the other man if he joined her, about 5 people total in this massive arena. Kuroame just grinned at it all.

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WC:943
Total WC: 2056
EP Earned: 2

The words and tones he had used had not delivered the desired response. Instead, he simply got more negativity from a previously tired, childish, and defeated girl. Extremely uncharacteristic of him he was quiet for plenty of the torrent that escaped from those lips of hers without so much as a hesitation on her part. In truth, it tore him apart that he was even doing this and helping her. If this is what it was like to communicate and to be social with people, he would gladly resume the solitary path that he had been pursuing previously. Of course, he was already in this deep, and to quit now would only make him look bad in his own eyes. Would he regret it in the future? If he were to take an impulsive guess, it'd certainly be no.

You're not as special as you think, he thought to himself as she made the comment of him not knowing her. If she had his mother's features, he would claim she was her, or at least a younger version anyway, but even so, he made no comment. You're as diverse as a brick wall. His own mind was slipping into that same irritated one that the girl had put him in when she had first started using those rude words upon him. When she made the point of saying 'us red eyed freaks' he was curious as to why she would kill her own clan. Simply because one person had killed her, wheover that was, who happened to be close to her? Without anyone close to him in such a way he couldn't understand the logical reasoning behind it, but he remained quiet. Even so, the kunai that was on his throat was left there, allowing her to think that she had the advantage over him. His hands didn't bother to move for his own weapons, but he continuously clenched and unclenched his fist, imagining what it would be like to punch her directly into that chest of hers, in his mind's eye imagining her lungs collapsing under a bandaged fist. Alas, he restrained himself physically from showing those wants on his face and the only hint was how his fists clenched and released every few moments. She talks too much, he took note of sliding his hand over his neck where the kunai had been pressing, an amused look on his face as he continued to follow her.

To him, this girl was less of a danger to anyone, or at least him than she was to herself. If she was indeed an Uchiha, he'd imagine that she'd die attempting to kill the other members of their shared Clan. After his conversation with Keigo Uchiha, he assumed that there were a few other Uchiha descendants in the Land of Fire, which gave reason to believe that there was the possibility of their being plenty from the Hidden Leaf Village in Kumogakure no Sato right now, as he followed this girl a mere step before him.

Again, his query had been denied, and he simply sighed. Am I going to die naturally before she shares anything? Atasüke certainly couldn't understand as to why people helped each other, but he decided that it was maybe out of the goodness that was supposedly in every human's heart... Although the quantity of that kindness obviously varied. In that moment he immediately pictured Uzumaki Manami and Hyuga Akai, two females that he knew were full of kindness, and he wondered if they had been in the same situation as this girl if they'd be willing to share the information much more easier than this one was being. She insists on acting like something she isn't. His teeth started to press into his tongue, to prevent doing something that he could quite possibly regret.

There was an indoor training facility, something that quite a few people knew about, but not so many went to visit, simply because it hadn't been announced as of yet. All it took was for one to find the location, and it'd be perfectly fine for them to enter it's confines. Following behind the girl, he entered through the door, down the stairs, and through another door at the bottom of that flight of steps only to find themselves in an extremely large training chamber. The room had a cultist esque appearance looming around it with the dirt floors, torches along the perimeter of the room, but other than that... He supposed it was fine. There were wooden training dummies, things that he used in his own training sessions although usually situated besides water for the simple reason of his katon techniques. It was more so that he wouldn't cause needless damage in the surrounding environment that he found himself training in on that specific day. The last time he had trained in such an environment with training dummies however had been on the day he had met Hyuga Akai. On the other side of the door there was a pool, but it's size gave wonder as to if it were truly an underwater lake or not... Why? Was it man made? He knew not, and he thought it best to not ask a figure of authority. He just didn't like to ask people for help.

There were plenty more activities in that underground training facility however, ones that he wouldn't expect a hotel resort to have. On another side of the room it appeared as if there was something that was akin to an obstacle course, and when his gaze located them all, without including him and the other Uchiha there were five other people within the confines of that facility with them, making the grand total seven.

"What makes you think the Uchiha are evil?" A pause. Inwardly, he smiled, his adventurous spirit taking hold of him as he spoke his next words. "You know, there are quite a few Uchiha here in Kumogakure no Sato, a lot of them from the Land of Fire." It was a guess, the most he knew was of two through directly knowing Keigo Uchiha, and from talking to a red headed Uzumaki girl.

"Are you going to kill other evil people? Like Uchiha accomplices and friends?" He was curious now. She had made the claim of killing the entirety of the Uchiha Clan, something that had been done centuries past, but hadn't even been completed as was evident to their apparent ancestry. "They are after all... Friends with evil folks." He was in no way mocking her, and his tone was serious, with a twist a curiosity to it, a tone that he had yet to apply to this situation that he found himself in.

WC: 1158

As her eyes grazed over the area before her as she then heard steps coming down the small tunnel of stairs. She let out a small sigh. Had that man really followed her all the way down to the arena? He walked up in stood next to her. She could feel it coming before he even asked. Most of what this guy did was ask questions."What makes you think the Uchiha are evil?" Kuroame let out a small sigh as she paused to think about her answer. "Honestly, it doesn't matter what I think, because in the end it's an opinion based off of my own moral compass, so two things that are solely based off of me, it would be highly unlikely that you share not only same opinions as i do, but the same moral compass as well. So yes i have my reasons, but given that you already have a preconceived notion of what you believe the Uchiha as a clan to be, itll be doubtful if I can change that based on biased opinions." she said taking a step before she heard his next question. "You know, there are quite a few Uchiha here in Kumogakure no Sato, a lot of them from the Land of Fire." She stopped and turned to face him. "And? It'll be doubtful if i can take any of them on head to head. I'm not a shinobi by any means. I'm not stupid enough to try to take on those who are stronger than me and expect to win. Hence why I'm here. To train." She was now going to stand here and wait to see if he held any more questions.

Ding, ding, ding, she was a winner.. guess who had more questions she was going to ask her? "Are you going to kill other evil people? Like Uchiha accomplices and friends?" A brief pause in his words. "They are after all... Friends with evil folks." His tone of voice was serious with a hint of curiosity in them. She figured that he wasn't mocking her with these questions at least. However she did let out yet another sigh. "Not unless they try to stop me... People who associate with evil people aren't inherently evil. That being said if anyone I come a crossed is displaying the reasons why I hate the Uchiha, I'll consider them no better than the Uchiha and kill them as well... Now if we are done playing 21 questions I have some training to get to so I can actually start my crusade. with that she spun on her heels, not even waiting for an answer, and headed towards the obstacle course. She was going to train, and she was going to train hard. Not only did she need to get her mind off of her sister, but she truly wanted to be stronger than she currently was. First, she needed to start with her body. Lots of physical exertion and practice would all her at least a shot at competing with some of the shinobi. then she would be able to worry about how well her tactics and strategies were formed.

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WC: 538
Total WC: 2594
EP Earned: 2

Every single time she opened her mouth he wondered if she was ever actually going to get to her supposed goal of killing off the entirety of the Uchiha Clan. He doubted it would happen, simply because the Clan had endured so much throughout time, and they were still leaving their marks on the world centuries after the first purge of the Uchiha Clan performed by Uchiha Itachi, an Uchiha who had performed the purge when he was younger than Atasüke was currently. How strong was he truly? It was certainly something to think about, and as he watched this girl he shrugged his shoulders, unable to see her performing the same feat as the famed aforementioned man.

It'd be impossible to do so anyway... The Clan is separated more than... His thoughts drifted off as the black haired girl spoke, and he finally started to truly pay attention when she got to her last part of talking.

"There is no point in continuing, let alone starting your crusade if you won't stand by your opinion." Atasüke paused. "If you have a goal or motivation in mind, are you really going to so easily describe it as something pointless and unimportant to explain? Doing so it only makes it seem as if you don't believe in it yourself. That, is pathetic." He didn't care what she thought of his words, and he was prepared to defend himself if he had to as he followed behind her by a few meters.

Being alone for so long forced Atasüke to grow up quickly from a young age after his father died and he had decided to instead flee, rather than confronting his last remaining parent for lying to him. Standing beside your own goals and opinion was important to the male Uchiha, it represented a part of yourself. No matter what it was, whether it was an opinion, a mistake, or whatever else, you had to stand beside it because it was apart of you. It was you and by declining it's importance was professing that it wasn't near as important to you as you had originally claimed. To Atasüke she was lying to herself at that point, and he wanted to make her passionate about it, or to at least show it so that he could get to the source of the problem. His mind still tried to figure out as to who 'her' was.

"Fight me. Or are you as unprepared to face me, as you are to stand beside your goal?"

WC: 440

"There is no point in continuing, let alone starting your crusade if you won't stand by your opinion." Kuroame stopped dead in her tracks her eyes narrowed as her body filled with anger once more. She was sick of this roller coaster of emotions this asshole unwilling was putter her on. "If you have a goal or motivation in mind, are you really going to so easily describe it as something pointless and unimportant to explain? Doing so it only makes it seem as if you don't believe in it yourself. That, is pathetic." She spun on her heels and faced him directly. "You seemed pretty keen on trying to convince me against my path. As such I figured you already held in your mind that the Uchiha weren't nearly as bad as i was making them out to be. As such my opinions weren't going to effect you in any way, shape, or form. It was a waste of time to explain something for it to fall on deaf ears. As you are trying to do with me. You aren't going to change my mind, so why are you trying?... I find it annoying and petty. To prey on a weak girl who is in extreme emotional distress. That. That is pathetic."

In no way did she find her goal unimportant. However she did see herself as too weak to complete it in her current state. That didn't mean she didn't believe in herself. She had nothing but faith she was going to destroy that clan, she just wasn't strong enough yet. As she told the man she wasn't even close to being on a shinobi's level yet. She was a mere citizen. Weak, and untrained. So here she was to train where the shinobi trained. She was going to get stronger so she could complete her goal. She didn't see how that made her somehow figure her goal was unimportant. Or the fact that she didn't want to take the time to explain her reasoning behind her opinion. This man obviously held the uchiha in a certain light, even before she talked to him. As a Konohagakure shinobi she wouldn't be surprised if he knew a few. As she told him, it would be pointless for her to speak fr it to fall on deaf ears. She would much rather spend that time trying to better herself so she could turn her words into actions. Was that so wrong?

"Fight me. Or are you as unprepared to face me, as you are to stand beside your goal?" Kuroame let out a sigh. "Didn't you hear me say I'm not a shinobi? I can't even compete with academy students. I have no understanding of Ninjutsu, the mere basics of genjutsu and a minor understanding of how a sword works. I have no physical attributes to boast either. I'm weak, I'm slow, My mind can't keep up with the movements of a Shinobi, and I can't take a hit either. But, yet I'm somehow suppose to fight a Shinobi? In what realm does your mind exist? What gets you off about fighting weak girls? Tell me, because I'm confused. Actually... it's better if you don't. Kuroame let out a breath of hot air as she turned around once more and headed towards the agility course. The spinning posts. The spots the spat fire. There were even some blades in there. She doubted she could see all of it from so far away, and she would discover more once she went through it. However, she was now fired up and determined to complete the course. She had to prove him that she had the determination to get this done. There was no going around that.

During one her runs, she got beat so bad that she unlocked the first tome of her sharigan.

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WC: 666
Total WC: 3242
EP Earned: 3

[Exit Thread]
Training:
1500 for E -> D-2 Reaction time
75 for E -> E-1 Perception
75 for E -> E-1 Endurance
75 for E -> E-1 Speed
Words left over: 1517

1500 for Sharigan Tomoe 1
Words left over: 17

After he had shared his words, he stopped following her. Undoubtedly, she thought that he was annoying, in fact he couldn't even imagine what he'd think if someone was doing the same to him. Brushing a hand through his hair, he knocked that ebony hood off of his head and pushed all of his hair out of his eyes with one well muscled hand. Now that he had a location to train in, he was certain that he'd be able to find peace and quiet in this area for multiple moons to come, but since this place hadn't been announced yet he knew that it had to be one day, and when that day came there would be plenty of people.

Although, the Hidden Cloud Village's Administration had yet to announce this portion of the building... Even if it is Underground. It was something to wonder about. Were they simply being quiet about it because they didn't want people who weren't from the Village to find out about it. If that was the case, then there wouldn't have been such an easy way inside... Unless it was a trap. But since there were no signs of someone having died in there or signs of a struggle, not that he'd particularly be able to tell due to the hard dirt packed earth that he stood upon, he figured that the Village's Leaders simply didn't want it to become so overflowed with people that it was impossible to manage. Besides, when people came to a resort they didn't come to fight other people. If they were normal for the most part, they would've gone to relax and so a place to train would be the last thing on their mind.

It appears that it is meant only for those who truly wish to find it. Exhaling the air from that was pent up in his lungs, he slipped out of the obstacle course, doing his best to push away the annnoyance and irritation that he felt from his interaction with the other Uchiha. His own with Keigo hadn't been so bad, but considering how that particular male Uchiha wasn't so... Teary eyed and in such a bad mood, it had been undoubtedly easy to converse with him, no matter how hard Atasüke had been trying to make it for the other member of his Clan.

Gathering up all of the chakra that he could in short notice, the tall and straight form that was Uchiha Atasüke slowly started to disappear from sight. It was almost as if there was heat surrounding the male, similar to how it'd be if there was plenty of heat in a specific area and it'd like almost... 'Wavy.' That was how it looked around the male Uchiha as he began to disappear from sight, the 'heat rays' that were around him slowly began to eat away at his form and he disappeared onto one of the many higher leveled floors.

The girl had vexed him beyond reason and had assumed much. It was why he didn't respond to her last statements. Her presumptions were ones that he didn't care to hear of again, and he was certain that he wouldn't be particularly interested in seeing and or talking to her again. At least, he wouldn't be approaching her the next time. His want for knowledge and his curious nature had been declined and rebuffed time and again. It was clear he had gotten no where, and just as he had begun to think that she was going to answer him, she didn't.

As he performed the Body Flicker technique, his back had been to her last known location, simply to aid in the fact of not wanting to set his ebony gaze on her again.

And then he disappeared wholly, almost as if he didn't exist.

And that's why you don't help people. Even if they need it.

WC: 684
TWC: 4683

-EXIT THREAD-

1000wc from one tomoe sharingan training.
3683wc left.

TRAINING = 150RYO: