[≈] A Place of Growth | Taki Shrine|

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Mi stepped away from the bank and moved further in towards the woods. Using her nail, she bit into her thumb, applying pressure until she had broken through the thin layers of skin. Blood oozed out easily, despite the insignificance the cut was. She swiped her thumb across the palm of her opposite hand, drawing a small crimson line in her blood. Bending down slowly, she activated her chakra and thrust her hand to the ground. A series of black patterns appeared on the ground, followed by a small explosion before her and then almost instantly after further out in the still water. Mi had summoned Katsuya, her newly acquired slug summons. Katsuya's girth forced the water to rise. Despite Mi being at the tree line the water had been pushed out around her, her ankles submerged. Katsuya quivered, the wet something she was probably not used to. Maybe summoning her here was a bad idea. As Mi craned her neck to look up at her she realized just how enormous the Slug Queen was. "Good morning, Lady Katsuya." Mi said, greeting the slug queen. Katsuya appeared to be looking down at her, dipping lower to see Mi. "Miss Mi. Good morning. Is something the matter?" Katsuya asked ever so politely. Her voice was sing song despite her enormity. It struck Mi as sort of odd and she was finding it hard to concentrate. Clearing her mind and throat, she nodded. "There is no danger, I just...have some questions." Mi asked, hugging herself as the chill of the water got to her. Katsuya nodded and then poofed, her entire mass multiplying into the multiple little Katsuya's Mi had first encountered when she had found the slug queen. "It's a lot easier to speak at this elevation." The nearest Katsuya said, which was surprisingly resting on Mi's shoulder. Mi turned her head slightly, trying to look at the mini version of Katsuya. "Is there...a reason why you picked me?" Mi asked, watching the water slowly recede now that Katsuya was no longer concentrated in just one area. "We pick our contractors according to their skills and compatibility to our own natures. Miss Mi. You are a perfect match. " Mi stayed silent, unsure if that was something she could take as the truth. "Am I stronger now?" Mi asked, itching to know if all her hard work was starting to pay off."You've always been strong Miss Mi. It was just a matter of learning what best accompanied your skills. I am sure that with time you will polish yourself even more. I will assist you in anyway I can." Mi nodded, feeling a little more reassured. "Lady Katsuya. I told my Mizukage that you would protect the Mist along side of me...without consulting you to see if that was even possible. Is it okay?" Katsuya giggled and trembled. "Of course. We are contracted after all. Miss Mi. I must take my leave now. Excuse me." Katsuya bowed her tiny slug head and disappeared, all the multiple Katsuya in the area did so as well. Mi stood there, a little confused. Summons were interesting to her. She really wanted to know more about Katsuya. It would have to wait for another time and setting.  

[Misujage]

Se seemed to hear the rushing crests of the river immediately. So rough and so violent, it had created so much noise she was drawn to it the moment she had heard. The waters were so clear, but should they not be in a Village surrounded by them. The water did not lie and the water showed no weakness. It made it the perfect thing to sustain her life. Pasty white hands extended from their cove at her side, dipping into the fresh cold water. She cooled a bit and let the water rush over her hands. It was all she did was feel the rushing water before standing once more. Fingers disdainfully wet from her previous action. An outcome she should have foreseen when she went to touch the water.

Though still over the sound of the rushing waves there came another more powerful sound. As if it were a beast roaring when it was awoken to soon. Well, she had no choice but to follow it. Who could pass up the chance to meet a beast personally. The thought alone made her giddy with excitement beyond compare. Beasts were strong and they'd make her smile. Mostly because they were also dumb, it made them easier to kill if they were too foolish to put up any kind of real fight. Ecstatic, that is what she was. Fingers dancing lovingly about her bottom lip. The extent of her smile becoming more ridiculous as the seconds pressed on. She took to the trees and approached where she had heard the distorted noise. Sadly as she arrived she did not meet the beast she wanted to see. There was no beast here at all. The people weren't even ugly, they couldn't even sub as beasts in any world.

Disappointed, she flopped down upon the branch in which she stood. Face shifting from her previous smile to a bit of a frown. Her hands draped around the branch and she would continue to peer aimlessly at the two below. Why had she come here again? She couldn't remember. She only knew that she wanted to stay away ... from here. It would seem in her awkward wish to stay away from this place her mind had become obsessive. Clinging to the very ideal of being at this location. As such she was drawn here by accident. Well, this would never do. Either way, it meant one of those things below was Nekkita. The other, was prey. "Oh my, I wonder if his shirt matches his blood" The thought alone brought the over sized smirk back to her face. Her canines protruding a bit as if she wanted to bite him. Sadly she could not be greedy, she had marked her first target. It would do no good to organize yourself just to succumb to barbaric tendencies. Even if they seemed all to easy.

 

[Misujage]

Such words of pure imitation brought a snarl to the young girls lips. Subtly they would part showing only the tips of her teeth in their retreat. A soft grumble resonated in her chest as she leaned forward towards the two but still very much atop her branch. This was seeming more pointless as time grew on. She didn't seem like much of a teacher, at least not in the literal sense. She was directly telling combos, which by many means was good in itself. Other than that she could only scoff, telling others your combo won't help them execute it properly. People learned through experience, and that experience was not theory. She knew this from bound hands that scarred her life, there was nothing for her here. Not in such a naive place like this, it was far too much for her. But she had found something else in the existence here. That boy, somehow, he was marked as second and she ... this Nekita. She was third. Her organization on this matter would not be fluctuated, but she had somewhere to be. Other things to learn, and even though it may seem hypocritical. This ... combination sounded nice in theory. She would have to put it to practice after she learned it. And who better to use it on than her first target. "The Hyuuga child ..." Shihouhapou an Okuyuki Katawa. She would remember these names, and put theory to practice.

She dropped from the tree uncaring of whether or not she was seen, turning from the two man group and walking away. Surely they seemed happy enough with each other. With three being a crowd and all she would hate to disrupt their time together. Besides, she had better things to do than sit around and be told what to learn. Wouldn't it be that much more rewarding if she learned it herself and still managed to beat all of the Shinobi with a Sensei. Yes, that should be enough cause for her to kill them. It was her trophy for having defeated them, no one should contest to such an ideal. Especially not her. Her mouth grew wide and she gained that sadistic smile she loved to wear so effortlessly. They weren't perfect if they couldn't win. This was obvious to someone like her. Even if she were to lose the appropriate thing to do would be to kill her. Or she would get her revenge on some idiot who did not know mercy. For who would ever choose not to kill a flawed being. In its very essence the thought was implausible.

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