This area was one of the best spots for some training.
First Ichiryu would have to be mentally prepared. To gather his focus he inhaled a large amount of air and exhaled the air he let in. Then he focuses the chakra in his body while putting his hands together like he is praying. Doing this kind of training is something that needs to be consistent and mustn't lack. He would have to continue doing this for a while to improve his mentality and focus. He would have to gather and control his focus as he meditates. Not letting distractions get in the way of his training. Animals around the area and noises of the water that the river rushes across the land; noises were blocked out completely. His concentration increased as he imagined his chakra flow inside his body run smoothly. He knew he had to do something to better his results. He is training independently and doesn't have a master. There was only so much that he could actually do without one. It wasn't every day that he does this kind of thing, though he should. Maybe he should start looking for a mentor. With his meditation, he is almost hearing absolutely nothing. Even if there was noise around him, there, he blocked all sensation. The only thing that could be heard was the clothes that the breeze is blowing on, causing his sleeves to move. His focus is on an absolute level [Intermediate Training Meditation -Training Complete] _____
Right now, his meditation was only halfway done with his meditation. He goes to a different position as there was a stone in the river as he walked to the area. He sat on the stone, crossing his legs and but his hands on his knees with his index finger and thumb together. Then he began to focus on his objectives and things to accomplish that would make him stronger. He wonders if there was something he can do to increase productivity and results. As important as this is, is there something he can do to quicken the time? Like, have a multiple of him? Would that nothing ever bother them regardless of the situation they find themselves in? To be more frank, it is completely unknown. But he'll have to do it to figure it out on his next mediation. Nothing beats old meditation surrounded by one's own element. But, for Ichiryu, it's almost too literal. Meditating in owns own element and focus on one's own mentality. Plus there is so many ways to increase one's own focus through training. For a good while, he focuses his chakra where he can feel his chakra flow around his whole body. His chakra then started to rush like adredaline. As he focuses on his chakra flow, moss was growing out of the stone he was on. as he took a deep breath he exhaled as he finishes his meditation. [Intermediate Training Meditation - Training Complete] ____
With his meditation training done, it is time to work on his chakra performance. He created a wooden clone that grew out of the gown With this he would finish his performance training faster. He needed to better his control with the chakra he has. For one milisecond can cost one's own life if broken concentration. He walked to a random nearby tree and he climbed up the tree, his feet padded upon its rough tree bark. Stepping onto the underside of a branch extended from the tree, he now stood upside down like a bat as he closed his eyes. Much more chakra would need to be applied, not only to stay on the branch, but to maintain his weight. He placed his hands together, creating more hand seals, his hands blurring before him, practically invisible to those from a fair distance. Feeling his chakra move within him again, he practiced controlling the speed, feeling its pace increased and decrease from time to time. He bent his legs slowly, until his rear sat upon the branch, his legs were folded as he continued to breath calmly. He focused, until his hand seals slowed down, then finally stopping. He opened his eyes and looked around him before letting go of the control of the chakra on his underside that was holding him onto the branch. As he pummeled towards the earth he would extend his body and flip once before his feet touched the ground gracefully, his legs buckling slightly when he landed on the dismount. [Intermediate Training: Performance - Training Complete]
At the same time Ichiryu was doing his performance on the tree, the clone began making hand seals, controlling the motion of his chakra. His hand seals had significantly increased from prior to his last training. Through his handsigns, he was more fluid than they used to be. He began to add more difficulty to this training exercise, executing various forms of elaborate hand seals at a much faster pace.He closed his eyes, relaxing his body, focusing on the movement of his chakra. His ears attentive to the environment around him, hearing the gentle flow of the water behind him, and the rest of nature's wonderful sounds of helped him be more peaceful and and hightened his tranqu ility. As time progressed his his performance training, using differnt hand signs, he, the clone, tried to quicken his pace liek before. Though he was slightly faster than before. Continuing his hand sealing, he could feel his chakra rile up. Once he felt it he hand calmed down and it also followed. His training in chakra control for this level was complete. [Intermediate Training: Performance - Training Complete] _____
"Now with that done, it's time for some jutsu learnin'!" _____
Ichiryu looked down on the river from the edge where he is standing. The jutsu is a bit low yet how something like this he is about to perform is something genins can perform. He had practiced the hand signs to get used to the technique. When he was getting used to he then got ready to activate the jutsu on one of the fish that passes by. He activated the jutsu after completing the handsigns and one of the fish that passes by were caught and stopped moving for a few seconds. His jutsu would be of good use to stop the enemy. Kanashibari no Jutsu [ Temporary Body Paralysis Technique ] ____
Ichiryu looked around as he brought his hands together and formed a hand seal quickly. "The training was alright, but now for some real work!" He'd say as he started to move chakra all throughout his body. He was going to attempt the body transport technique for the first time. It was known to be an extremely valuable technique so he figured he should learn it sooner than later. He would continue to pump chakra throughout his body as he saught a different area in this location. He closed his eyes to allow himself to envision it even more with more vibrant details. It continued to build up the chakra in his system for a few moments before he started to release it. And when he did he was in a different area of the river. Shunshin no Jutsu [Body Flicker Technique] ____ Next, Ichiryu decided to work on some water style jutsus. This jutsu would be of good use on the battle. He pushed his chakra into the water around him and formed the needed hand signs. The water quickly formed a spinning vortex of water. This vortex would surround an opponent if Ichiryu had had one there at the moment. He knew that, if someone is caught by the vortex, his opponent would be knocked the hell out. Completely lose all consciousness from this jutsu. Mizu no Tatsumaki [ Tornado of Water ] ___ Next, he had to do something that was basic. His next jutsu is something that would give him an environmental advantage if maybe. He is going to turn into water. Ichiryu practiced the necessary hand signs and then activated his chakra. His body became literally a puddle of water. Mizutamari no Jutsu [ Water Puddle Technique ]
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Ichiryu nodded his head with satisfaction as he was ready for the next technique. Using the amount of water created by his last technique, he began molding his chakra in such a manner to almost control the water from before. With the final hand sign, it formed together into a sphere forming a rather functional prison composed of water. "With this technique, I can imprison anyone once they're captured." Suirou no Jutsu [ Water Prison Technique ] ____
After the impressive jutsu he was able to complete, it is time for the next water jutsu. Ichiryu knows that this next one, he would have to be a source of water. With the river being able to stretch for many miles. He walked to the river with no chakra. Ichiryu first practiced the hand seals. After a while, he had gotten used to the seals. With getting the jist of the seals in his head, he had then to activate the jutsu. He performed the necessary handsigns and then added chakra. His body was transformed into water and he, in water form, was able to move freely in water form, almost like his body was part of the river but not the whole river, but his body itself was able to travel with the body of water in this river. Mizutamari Yusuo no Jutsu [ Water Puddle Transportation Technique ] ____
After traveling for a quarter mile. He was stopped and transformed into his original body again. That is a useful technique to an area that large boides of water. He is thinking of how many ways to surprise an opponent with this next jutsu. Like many before, he first practiced the handsigns that were necessary for him to do the jutsu. It was simple like the other water styles but probably because they were of intermediate level. He performed the necessary handsighns and then activated the chakra to perform the jutsu. A large head like shape made of water formed and hade a tentacle like tongue that spat out from its mouth. This jutsu is somewhat like water prison jutsu. To capture a target but this can reach out to the target instead of being in close distance like a couple of meters. Mizu Oni Kuike [ Water Demon’s Appetite ]
Next, this jutsu would be great against ninjas that practice fire. A lot of people in the leaf village has the fire element. So he would have the advantage if there was a spar against them. Ichiryu took a deep breath and started practicing the handsigns. He was gathering his mental thoughts on activating this jutsu. Once he was used to the handsigns, he did them once more and added his chakra. Ichiryu then took a deep breath and released a large amount of water from his mouth. This would definately be of use against fire users/ Teppoudama [ Bullet ]
Jutsu Learned: Kanashibari no Jutsu [ Temporary Body Paralysis Technique ] Shunshin no Jutsu [Body Flicker Technique] Mizutamari no Jutsu [ Water Puddle Technique ] Mizu no Tatsumaki [ Tornado of Water ] Suirou no Jutsu [ Water Prison Technique ] Mizutamari Yusuo no Jutsu [ Water Puddle Transportation Technique ] Mizu Oni Kuike [ Water Demon’s Appetite ] Teppoudama [ Bullet ]
There was a dirt and rope-lined path leading from the Hot Springs to the closest, straightest, stretch of the river. There, some stalls had also set up while suspended rope rails divided the river into two sections; free use for people to enjoy the currents, and the place where the competitions will be held.
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Something was wrong. Terribly, horribly wrong. Hanae could've sworn she'd chased a watermelon into this crowd, but it had disappeared before her very eyes. She ducked through a gap in the crowd at the first opportunity she saw and fell face-first into the river, eliciting a chorus of whoops and hollers. She pulled herself back onto the surface using the Water Walking technique, and that was when she spotted it: the accursed melon, swollen and bulbous, like a distended stomach made entirely of fruit. It floated lazily down the river not too far away, mocking her with its nonchalance.
"I have you now!" she cried, making a few hand signs. Claws of water rose from the river around her, clacking somewhat mechanically before lashing out at the villainous melon. Lash after lash, it weathered every attempt she made to restrain it, until at last she started running out of steam. Then, as if mocking her further, the melon reached the other shore and scampered off. She followed in hot pursuit.
((Water performance: Complete!))
Chakra: 495/505 Stamina: 375/375
Jutsu used:
Isonagi no Jutsu [ Beach Crab Technique ]
Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2021 2:57 pm
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〚Keeping away from the busier parts of the river, Sypher and Aika found themselves a small spot in a far bend. There wasn’t much there, no trees and not many people, and as Sypher settled to the grass, he felt a bit of relief finally. He had spent almost all of his time in Konohagakure under watch or around people, feeling the constant press of eyes and attention. It had made him act rashly a few times, especially in that storage room, and he just wanted to get away from people. It wasn’t that he didn’t like them. Or even that he hadn’t felt like what he said was true. It was, obviously, but…I don’t know what I want. Or even why I spoke when I did. he stretched out his long legs, watching Aika sniff the river. She lapped at it a little with her tongue before jumping away with a funny little head toss and coming back to his side. Flopping over, she rolled in the grass, scratching her back and waving her paws in the air. Sypher smiled as he looked away from her, watching the water pass I wonder if I should have lied. Just not told people who I am. he could have started over, he supposed. Kirigakure was empty, abandoned, and he had been abandoned with it. With no one looking for him, starting a new life in a village would have been easy.
Presumed dead. How was he supposed to feel about that? At first, he’d felt irritated. Presumed. It was like it had been decided that he was dead, assuming that he was, so they slapped the label on his undiscovered corpse and washed their hands of him. Missing, he could understand. Even when he had discovered how long he had truly been missing, it hadn’t quite dulled the sting. Did they do that...to give themselves permission to move on? To forget me? he pulled a leg up, resting his chin on his hand as he gripped his knee. He saw a few leaves fall into the river, floating past him, and closed his eyes for a second If they thought I was dead, would it make them feel better than to just accept that I...what? what had they thought of him? Of his disappearance? So many unanswered questions. And all he could do was sit and hope that someone would tell him. He didn’t know Konohagakure, had no way of getting around the village, couldn’t even find people he knew. Was it lazy of him to sit and wait for someone to find him, when he couldn’t find anything himself?
Maybe it would be easier on everyone if he had remained presumed dead. Sypher opened his eyes as Aika lay on her side next to him, her breathing a comforting noise. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to find his village, to see those he loved...but did they want to see him? That was harder for him to stomach. Because it meant that he was unnecessary. And if he was, then...he swallowed hard “Aika...I’m beginning to think it was wrong that we came here.” he said softly, one hand resting on her ribcage. If they’ve moved on, as he suspected, then was it cruel of him to return? How many wounds would be ripped open? How much would he have to catch up on? How many events and milestones had been reached that he would never see? Would it have been better to never know that he was gone for so long? Would it be better…“without me?” the thoughts in his head were black, darker than anything he’d had since he escaped the Sero. All he’d thought about in that time was finding his family. Seeing them and knowing they were safe, they were okay. But would they still be okay when they eventually were told he was alive? Would Minowa know him? Would Inka recognize him? A light breeze pulled his hair into his face and he lifted his head, brushing the hairs out of his eyes. If they reunited, if he could see them again...then he would decide if he was truly needed in their lives. If he wasn’t…“We’ll see that horizon when it comes.” he whispered.〛
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Tracing through the old familiar sanctuaries of the village, Masahiro found himself trekking the banks of the river. His mine's eye focused on the young woman who had come to the office, the sword upon her hip. The resonant sounds and scents of Sunagakure upon her, the weighted memories of Sonyo clung to him and cast a pall over the former Hokage. His mind was unsteadied and his emotions wavered as he cast stones and bits of debris from the edge into the river, before he wandered into the furthest reaches along the shore.
It wasn't that he had expected everyone he knew to survive forever, quite the opposite in fact, but that the ones he had known nearest and dearest continued to be those who often faced the ire of the ages cast a continual shadow upon the Hatake. His parents both faced such horrendous ends over political and familial obligations. His wives and partners through such tumult over the years. His children...
Masahiro stopped as he looked out over the distance, his eyes transfixed on the water. His left eye, the eye of his adopted daughter Koan watered as the memories of the lost filtered through him. A voice in the near distance pulled him back from the brink. He was all but frozen from his pain, but the cloying sound of a voice not too dissimilar from his own, but reminiscent of one from his past. Much softer, but even still a voice he knew from elsewhere in it's own right.
"Just calm down, Masahiro." He told himself as he walked forward, towards the other voice and his hand loosed a stone off the surface of the water towards the figure.
It was a figure he had seen earlier in the office.
"Oh. I do know you." The Hatake intoned as he approached the other male in the woods.
〚Sypher had been lost in his own thoughts for some time, gently rubbing Aika’s belly as the wolf-dog half slept, that he didn’t immediately notice the noise that was coming towards him. Rocks and debris going into the water were fairly common place so he hadn’t really attributed anything of significance to the sounds. But Aika abruptly woke, flipping to sit up right and alert, her ears turned towards the approaching man. Her hackles weren’t up, neither was her ruff, and she had a more curious sense as she tilted her head. Her eyes tracked the man, while Sypher watched him throw a pebble or stone into the water. Is he playing at skipping stones? he wondered as the man came closer, feeling a bit uneasy at the way the man was approaching him.
“Oh, I do know you.”
Sypher very nearly looked around to see if the man was talking to someone else but the direct manner in which he spoke made it clear that it was to him the man was speaking. All right. But did Sypher know him? A tedious question without a clear answer. he thought, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle on him. Trying to remember everything, piecing together the memories of his life, the constant everyday battle to recall those people and places that he might have gone or been. He looked away from the man for a moment, trying to dispel the exhaustion that was settling on him. The exhaustion and the darkness. That empty feeling of knowing something was wrong with him but an inability or lack of will to do anything to fix it. Feeling that he had at least schooled his features to behave, Sypher glanced back at the man “I’m sorry but if you know me, I don’t know you.” he said, his voice filled with a fake bright politeness. It wasn’t that the politeness was fake. But he just couldn’t gather the strength for anything else. It was like his voice was lacking all the energy and vigor that came with a person being alive “May I ask, who are you?” Aika gave a bit of a wolf-dog version of a sigh and put her head back down but her eyes remained on the man. Smoothing her ears down, only for them to pop right back up, Sypher gave the man an apologetic look that didn’t quite reach the empty sadness of his eyes “My memory is not what it was.”I could say I lost my memory. But that doesn’t cover what I think I have actually lost.〛
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"I am Masahiro Hama Hatake, Twelfth Hokage of the Hidden Leaf. We crossed paths just momentarily in the office of my successor." Masahiro denoted, his crimson eye twirled as he looked ahead to the man with which he spoke.
The similarities between the pair were noted and Masahiro caught an awkward glance at the man before him, his glare took in the man's posture, his overall stance, and his hair before he drew his gaze back to the man's face.
He knew the man from more political office as well. He knew him for the man he was in Kirigakure, Sypher Senju, the predecessor to Jack Harren Snipe. Both men were of vastly different measure. Sypher, now as he was then, was simple of measure and direct. Jack had been, other. Complicated and convoluted a man who strained the already tense relations between Konohagure and Kirigakure to the breaking point during the War. Had it not been for the measure of the leaders from Kumogakure and Sunagakure taking the temperature of both men, an inter-village war would have followed on the heels of the open rebellion.
These topics of discussion were too broad for one who seemed to suffer, elsewise, and thus the elder male forded a different topic.
"Though initially, we met many moons ago while I traveled. I had visited the Village of the Mists." Masahiro recalled as he looked down at Sypher's companion.
〚Sypher turned towards the river, frowning, trying to remember back to the office. Yes...there was someone else there, if only briefly, that he had passed as he left. He had been in a cloud of confusion at the time, stunned by the Hokage’s information, that he hadn’t noticed anything really “Ah. My apologies. I...I had received some news and was preoccupied.” then his mind clicked onto what the man’s name was Wait...did I know him before? Masahiro... it was familiar but he couldn’t put the man in any of the memories that weren’t corrupted. Leaning forward slightly, he rubbed at his face roughly, fingernails leaving tiny scratches on his cheeks as he brought them down and looked at Masahiro. Sypher didn’t appear to notice the scratches He travelled to Kiri? he blinked, unsure how to take that information. He had at least placed the name of the man but that didn’t mean Masahiro was part of the memories that were clear. Sypher swallowed, feeling a fresh wave of shame and self disappointment wash over him “I can’t...I’m sorry.” he inwardly cringed at a third apology in so many minutes but pushed ahead “As I do not remember, allow me to introduce myself again. Sypher Jaeger Senju, Third and former Mizukage of Kirigakure.” he managed to at least give the man a small but sincere smile.
Aika, in the meantime, had decided this new man was going to be a very good friend as he had paid her even the tiniest bit of attention. Rising to her feet, revealing her quite substantial size, she shook the bits of grass from her dark black fur and padded the short distance to extend her snout to Masahiro, sniffing. Her golden orange wolf eyes were softened by the little bit of dog in her, making her seem a little more like a puppy than an adolescent. Her tail wagged as she dropped her jaw open to pant and grin at Masahiro “Her name is Aika.” a real smile on Sypher’s face now, as he gently ran a hand down her back leg, eliciting a more vigorous tail wag “Thank you for the compliment. She is quite friendly and a very dear part of me.” a strange way to say it but it was more true than Sypher could say of anything else. Aika was a part of him, more so than anyone else at the moment, if only because he had no one else “Can...Can I ask, if you are Hokage, who did I speak to in the office?” Sypher didn’t know much about the politics of Konohagakure. Most kages in Kirigakure left office because they died. Seeing two in one office was very strange for him.〛
『tabYOU GAVE ME THE CHANCEtabYOU GAVE ME THE CHANCEtabYOU GAVE ME THE CHANCEtabYOU GAVE ME THE CHANCE time and again, in vain ↗ time and again, in vain ↗ time and again, in vain ↗time and again, in vain NOW MY FEELINGS FOR YOUtab┈┈tab EVERY TEARtab┈┈tab EVERY SMILEtab┈┈tab PAID IN FULLtab』
"Aika? A lovely little flower, then." Masahiro quipped as he leaned down and reached forward to the modestly sized wolf-hound.
Her gentle measure reassured the former Hokage that she had welcomed his presence and her partner's general candor spoke of a continued conversation. As Sypher spoke of her dearness to him, the Hatake only mused internally. The boy was so apologetic, so mired in some internal struggle, and much as Masahiro so lithe of frame and lost in his own thoughts it was almost as if the pair stared through time to see one another. Even their love of dogs was similar, though Masahiro in his later life would become the Wild Cats Sage as he attempted to wrest control from his deeper-seated demons, unleashed from the subconscious by unguided Human Path Sennin Moodo.
"Ahso. That. Yes, he is the Acting Hokage, I stepped down from my position as the Twelfth Lord Hokage and turned my reign to Lady Ivalice Takamatsu some years prior after suffering a personal tragedy. I have come to learn that following this, Lady Takamatsu's post fell vacant and another was elected, who then came to pass. Lord Akatoki fills a role most important, until such a time as the village elects a new leader, or he formally accepts it permanently from the Village Elders." The elder Hatake acknowledged the elephant in the forest, his appearance at such an awkward interval really did solidify an already offputting power transition.
"Though I would be remiss to admit, I would gladly accept such a weight back onto my own shoulders, it was my own failure to carry my burdens that lead to the path we're in now, I feel I owe it to the village to fix the mistake of my pupil. But such is not the concern of a guest." He carried, his hand waving, a thin smile on his lips as he tried to think of something less somber.
The weight of the mistakes carried out by Ivalice and her successors haunted him, throughout all of his decisions unto now. Such could have even played a pivotal role in the untimely death of his dearest friend from Sunagakure. He felt his mind sink low for a moment, his facial expressions matched it, if only for a moment, and he snapped himself back into the conversation at hand.
〚Aika’s tail kept up a steady wag as she accepted pets from Masahiro, her mouth closing as she sniffed at his wrist and then his sleeve. Perhaps the reason she was so amiable towards the relative stranger as his physical similarities to Sypher. Both men were taller than most, though Sypher more so, with a unique silvery/grey hair that was far too long for practicality but that didn’t seem to bother either. They were both quite thin as well, again Sypher more so due to his recent captivity. She tilted her head into Masahiro’s hand, indicating that her left ear required substantial rubbing and scratches.
Sypher had pulled his knees up, resting his elbow on one so that he could tilt his head into his arm and watch Aika and Masahiro. He’d also noted the similarities between himself and Masahiro but for him, it was merely a passing notice... though...He couldn’t say that he had met anyone like himself before. Either in physical appearance or history. Maybe that was why he felt at ease talking to the man, rather than his usual weariness of strangers. That and Masahiro had nice things to say about Aika And he knows what her name means... he listened as Masahiro explained the situation in Konohagakure, his eyes widening a little in bewilderment Konohagakure seems to go through Kages with an alarming frequency. Sypher had only served two or three Kages in his lifetime, two in Kumogakure and one is Kirigakure. I think I would not have handled more than that very well. The shinobi of Konohagakure must be very adaptable... he winced when Masahiro explained that the Kage he had met was an acting Kage. No wonder the man had reacted, not poorly but, with a great deal of suspicion to Sypher’s arrival Again, I find myself in a position of being...unwanted. it seemed that was to be his life. Continually searching for acceptance and always being unwanted. The glum thought seemed to darken his eyes a bit but Masahiro was still speaking and he shook off the thought by brushing a hand through his hair “We are ever trying to atone. Even if the actions of others are not our own.” he agreed, a slight bitterness in his voice. He remembered the vitriol with which Kumogakure had treated him after an accident had resulted in his body being used like a puppet to inflict violence and damage. Sypher had spent much of his time in Kirigakure trying to atone for that sin, despite the situation being not of his own voluntary choice. He appreciated Masahiro calling him a guest, though. It had a ring of being welcome, instead of intrusive, which he had not felt in some time Again, my presence is disruptive...but at least, perhaps, I can hope to be treated as a person. Rather than a problem.
The...arts? Sypher lifted his head up, frowning a bit at the river, as he tried to decipher what that meant. Arts, like creative works of music or painting or drawing? Or the shinobi arts, those techniques that made them living weapons of destruction? He rubbed his neck, dislodging the hair tie a bit and bits of hair slipped free “I suppose...I was. Once.” he conceded, his gaze falling to the ground in front of his feet “I...” how much to share? Sypher wanted desperately to talk to someone, someone who would listen, but he suspected that his words would be rejected by most. He had always faced a certain amount of scorn and disinterest, and he had always worn it well. Letting those emotions that tended to rise up, the feelings of inadequacy and disappointment, fall away like smoke. One could not be a shinobi and allow the words of others to sway thoughts. But it was hard. It was so hard. And after his captivity, trapped with only his own thoughts and emotions for company, he could not discount them anymore. They had sustained him, along with the memories he had lived in, during a time when he was always a breath away from giving it all up. Sypher hesitated for longer than he wanted to, the struggle to speak or not speak obvious as he bit his lip “I...have been in captivity,” the words were slow, cautious, afraid “It was for longer than I knew. And so my skills...my arts...I lost them. I know I can learn again...but at this moment, no. I am not.” his words applied to either the creative arts or the shinobi arts. He had lost so much. And may yet lose even more. Sypher tugged a piece of hair, finding himself irrationally irritated with the length again. Perhaps it was time to cut it “And you?” he tucked the hair back behind his ear as he looked up at Masahiro, returning his question back to him “If you are the twelfth, you have had a lived life.”〛
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"One must learn to forgive oneself, before the forgiveness of others can be truly be attained. Else one is like to fall into the same trappings, less hold themselves accountable for the incidents that spawn from events not of their own making." The elder said with a knowing nod as he gauged the man, before he dusted himself off and turned to face back towards the core of the village.
"Time washes most things from us, and with time and practice most will return to us. Myself, I recently returned from a land in which my skills were not easily practiced due to a lack of natural chakra, but there I taught others in the use of the art and learned to harness chakra in other forms." He chuckled as the former Mizukage inferred at his 'lived' life "To call my life lived is, to be honest, fair. What say we make our way back to the village, I have a facility I would like to show you, and I think you will find the articles there will give facility to your return in the arts."
As the Hatake extended his offer, his palms thrust into the pockets of his vest and he gave a sincere smile to the younger man. His head cocked to the side as he intoned the direction back to the section of town they would be headed towards, should Sypher be incited to join him.
〚Forgiving oneself. Was it really okay for Sypher to do that? To allow himself to forgive everything that he had done? And if this man, this Masahiro, truly knew what he had done...would he be so quick to share that forgiveness? Sypher seemed to crumple in on himself slightly but did not have time to truly consider what Masahiro was saying. A land of no chakra...how peculiar. He truly was a lived existence then. Aika returned to Sypher's side, nosing him as a prompt to avoid the destructive behaviors he was prone to. But, oddly, Sypher didn't feel the need to use those behaviors after speaking to Masahiro. There was almost no judgement in the man's mannerisms or tone. It was different.
At the offer, Sypher came back out of himself and used a hand on Aika to stand, not bothering to brush off the grass or bits of leaves. They would fall where they did "All right." he agreed, more out of curiosity than any belief in the articles that Masahiro spoke of. If there were things that could help him that really existed, no doubt someone would have tried to do so already. Heading back to the center of town though was not high on his list of things he wanted to do Just bear with it. he swallowed, his unease masked as he motioned for Aika to come and they followed Masahiro.
Just feeling the sun on his skin was enough to put Inka into a better mood, free of the stuffy air inside the Kage Tower. "I have not had much chance to explore this area." He spoke quietly. "Where would you like to go?" As soon as they had left the populated areas, amber eyes did not hesitate to track over and take in Sypher's profile whenever it was convenient, taking in every detail he could.
[ Entry - Office ]
ch 1,030 // 1,030 | 950 // 950 st ⧼ Father ⬘ Mizukage ⬘ Godaime ⬘ Bukijutsu ⬘ Performer ⧽
T e c h n i q u e s :
• Speed ► Slight [Moderate Buki] [Heavily when drawing Small Weapons] [Moderate in smoke] [Heavily Buki in smoke ] [ Supreme when drawing Small Weapons in smoke ] • Reflex ► Supreme
