1 Taking a Moment [closed/no kill] Wed Nov 14, 2012 11:20 am
Tsuneko
D-rank
It was around noon when Tsuneko could be seen walking near the river. She had been under a lot of stress recently with the destruction of Kirigakure and her escape to Konoha and needed some time to get her thoughts back together. She shaded her pale, lilac eyes from the sun as she looked up at the cloudless sky. It was warmer and much sunnier here than in Kiri, and she knew that the sunshine, as nice as it felt, wouldn’t be kind to her fair skin for long. The Genin made her way over to a tree next to the water and had a seat in the shaded grass, leaning back against the trunk.
She watched people enjoying the nice weather, picnicking and playing in the water and couldn’t help thinking of her own village. It would never be the same there. Often foggy, Kiri might seem like a dreary place to outsiders, but it was home. Suddenly a thought occurred to her, ‘The bad have been burned away just like the good… Everyone who looked down on mom and me for being Kaguya; they’re all dead.’ Although she felt a little guilty for thinking it, the idea was a pleasant one. Her whole life she had felt unwelcome because of her clan and, particularly, their bloody reputation within the village. It had defined her and how she interacted with others; her white hair was cut with long bangs to keep the brand of her clan from immediately drawing the eye, and she learned how to lie convincingly from childhood to hide the fact that she had actually inherited her clan’s rare bloodline trait.
But now… None of the other villages had the same history of persecuting those with Kekkei Genkai. She had always hidden her abilities out of fear, but did she really have to anymore? Could she afford to not begin seriously honing Shikotsumyaku, instead of sneaking bits of training in when no one could watch her? Seeing Amaterasu destroy everything and everyone she had ever known had woken her up from her illusion that she could survive while denying her biggest strength. Tsuneko bit her lip. So much was changing; could she keep her footing in this unstable world or would she be burned away, without even a smudge of ash to mark her place on the pages of history?
She watched people enjoying the nice weather, picnicking and playing in the water and couldn’t help thinking of her own village. It would never be the same there. Often foggy, Kiri might seem like a dreary place to outsiders, but it was home. Suddenly a thought occurred to her, ‘The bad have been burned away just like the good… Everyone who looked down on mom and me for being Kaguya; they’re all dead.’ Although she felt a little guilty for thinking it, the idea was a pleasant one. Her whole life she had felt unwelcome because of her clan and, particularly, their bloody reputation within the village. It had defined her and how she interacted with others; her white hair was cut with long bangs to keep the brand of her clan from immediately drawing the eye, and she learned how to lie convincingly from childhood to hide the fact that she had actually inherited her clan’s rare bloodline trait.
But now… None of the other villages had the same history of persecuting those with Kekkei Genkai. She had always hidden her abilities out of fear, but did she really have to anymore? Could she afford to not begin seriously honing Shikotsumyaku, instead of sneaking bits of training in when no one could watch her? Seeing Amaterasu destroy everything and everyone she had ever known had woken her up from her illusion that she could survive while denying her biggest strength. Tsuneko bit her lip. So much was changing; could she keep her footing in this unstable world or would she be burned away, without even a smudge of ash to mark her place on the pages of history?
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