unresolved resolutions [T]

[Kaeor]

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[femme fatale]

Chapter 1!

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"Ugh! How dare Sesshou!"

There was many things I hated about this disgusted, cretin-filled world, but there was very few things that truly didn't tickle my fancy, and being alone was one of them. Apparently, my older, impatient brother, Sesshou Hyuuga, decided it was best that we spent some time together since his transition to Kumogakure, and had even had the nerve to change his name to "I die" something, but whatever. My venture through the Cloud Village was an extremely lonely one, Sesshou deciding to travel to his destination without me. Fortunately for him, I was having quite a pleasant day before the messenger bird thrilled me with such exciting news! I couldn't believe it! A mission!!! yaaaaaay.

No. I have come to absolutely despise this ruined, infested territory that I dared to call my home, my ceased shopping addiction ruining any sort of happiness I had remaining within me. The only way that I kept myself from committing seppuku was to entertain myself with various things, whether it be overseeing my beautiful gardens, or watching shinobi combat over the most trivial things. Tsk. Boys was so overrated. But luckily for me, Sesshou had granted me with something that I refused to scowl upon: a chance to become free from this black hole of a village, even if it was temporary.

And so, with my shinobi gear equipped¹ and my charming gaze set on the Kumogakure Gate, I finally arrived at the marked destination, my aquatic eyes matching those ivory, overpowered eyes that I had seen too many times before. I couldn't help but wave my hand nonchalantly as I approached my sibling, exiling any negative remark that I assumed Sesshou had prepared for me as my pupils shifted towards the mountainous range in the distance. Even though my appearance was foreshadowed by his Kekkei Genkai ability, I made sure to have the first word, immediately speaking with as much sarcasm as I possibly could.

"Sesshou-chaaaaan! I see your impatience hasn't blown over with that old title, ehhh?"

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SPOILER: Click to show

¹All items equipped are those within my bio.

[Kaeor]

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[femme fatale]

Chapter 1!

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"Tch, I wouldn't be late if you waited for me, Sesshou!"

Hmph! I can't believe he just said that to me! I couldn't help but roll my eyes as his fingers ran through my golden hair, Sesshou's over-protectiveness suddenly revealing itself once again. One thing that I loathed, yet relished about that stubborn brother of mines was his seriousness when it came to my safety and well-being, and it would be foolish of me to dare say that he never looked out for me. However, my entrance into the military was not just for the hell of it, I demanded the respect that came with it, and I hoped that one of these days, Sesshou would understand that I was no longer the little girl that he had to protect. But for now, my chances of proving this to him was slim to none, and that profound goal would have to be punted back to from whence it came, my imagination.

Although my weaponry was extremely limited at the moment, I prayed that some form of experience would be gained from this adventure, even if it meant initiating in combat, as for I was surely not afraid to do so. The only thing I feared was not being the one that my family could depend on, and if my brother was to ever be killed on account of my deficiency, I'm not sure how much further I could sustain living. Nonetheless, standing here mentally ranting about how much training I had to do certainly would not get it done, and I knew that Sesshou's impatience required that we completed this mission promptly, his next sentence approving that observation. Analyzing my stunning figure to guarantee that my perfection wasn't anything other than perfected, I nodded with agreement, grasping Sesshou's hand as I bolted into the distance. This journey to the Water Country would surely be an adventurous one!

"Well, Sesshou-chan, what're we waiting for?!?! Lesgooo!!! <3"

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[Kii!]

Moved.

[Kaeor]

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[femme fatale]

Chapter 1!

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Good lord! I hadn't walked such a distance in my entire life! I had to admit, the scenery that we encountered was something different, being too used to the mountainous landscape from back home, and I wondered just how much of the world those white-eyes of Sesshou had seen before he settled in Kumogakure, probably too used to traveling to give a damn about anything else but this mission. However, I couldn't help but stop and marvel a few times, witnessing a few shrines, hotels, and points of interest along the way. I even had amusement to keep me entertained, my high-profile beauty confusing the few pedestrians we met, many of them claiming me to be some form of princess, and Sesshou my bodyguard. I laughed at the thought repeatedly in my mind, how envious that a simple glance upon my figure and I was immediately assumed royalty! Nonetheless, the objective at hand nearly slipped from my mind the entire tread through Kaminari no Kuni, but it suddenly struck me like lightning upon entering the border of Mizu no Kuni.

"Ugh, this mist is atrocious..."

Although I was wearing my normal shinobi attire, I couldn't resist shielding my eyes with thick, vibrant shades, slowly removing them from my face as we exited onto the dock. Not only had the atmosphere been shrouded in a ridiculous veil, but a profound salty scent lurked as well, most likely coming from the body of water we had just crossed. I shook my head with disbelief as I realized that I had found territory that felt worse than Kumogakure itself! However, I knew that we hadn't ventured such a distance just to turn back now on account of my irritation, promptly stashing my shades and Cloud headband in one of my butt pouches. Upon doing so, I would examine the area once again, impatience suddenly jumping from Sesshou's mentality to my own as my disapproval of this location slowly revealed itself. Without another word spoken, I simply followed behind as he dashed through the mist, his piercing pupils surely leading the way.

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[Trigga]

GM

The conniving Hyūga traveled not only in a pair of two, but as well in lands that didn’t concern them. An area populated with the sheer volume of repugnance that ushered in despair upon all those who journeyed into its territory without the bequest entrusted to those born to this environment. A continental plane that needless to say was far enough from their native soil to be considered casual travel, their journey would be filled with not only decisive labyrinths, but the seemingly omnipresent opposition that affected all that weren’t acquainted to such a blanketed land. Hardships were prospecting, and while the two seemed convincing enough; only the success of their voyage would justify fate’s expectations.

From the docks, the Hyūga duet could only progress eastbound which would eventually guide them to the exit. While the populace was few, and their identities conserved for the time being, the vast shroud of mist would make any travel in this condition complicated. Upon their eventual exit from the docking section, they would venture into a dense forest land, occupied by numerous trees and bigoted animal life. A trail carved into the flooring was the only indication of where to go, however once they entered and progressed further, there would be no turning back. Could they weather their own self-imposed expedition?

[Kaeor]

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[femme fatale]

Chapter 1!

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Mizu no Kuni was already turning out to be more than what I expected! The smell of poverty and the aura of desperation loomed in the air as I quickly came to loathe this wretched land. The movement through the mist-filled dock did no justice for this country, homeless citizens lurking about every step that we took, but our mission was our first and only priority, and Sesshou knew that time spent in this location wouldn't be needed any longer. Before I could complain about the horrific environment anymore, it had instantaneously molded itself into something different, our adventure now streaming throughout a voluminous jungle. Despite the change of scenery, this journey of ours was truly starting to become a stress for me, both mentally AND physically, the ever-present mist rendering my vision useless, and my exhausted feet still pulling me through what seemed to be an endless cycle.

"Don't worry about me, Sesshou-chan, just make sure we don't get eaten by some giant snake or something in this awful place!"

I normally wasn't the type to present fear so easily, but I knew that I could trust my brother with such an emotion that I fought vigorously to contain. However, I couldn't give in now, I vowed to prove to my brother, my family, and those Kumogakure cretins that I was a proud, powerful kunoichi. The massive undergrowth still frustrating me to no end, I gasped as I examined my surroundings. I hadn't seen such a vast array creatures before! From small critters to hulking predators, this forest was surely something not to be taken lightly. But, with enough effort, our expedition would hopefully take us from the wilderness to civilization once again. Refusing to hold back anymore energy, I thrusted myself into a full sprint, nearly surpassing my Taijutsu-trained sibling at a few points, but nothing to be remarkably proud of. The destination couldn't be too far away now...

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[Trigga]

GM

The two feared not what they didn’t know, but what they knew; this in itself would prove to be the one mistake the two would make. The shadows always held a reign over revulsion—more so then a province inundated in light could ever imagine. Why you ask? Simple; because the shadows held entities the eyes couldn’t see. Yet ignorance equated to courage and young explorers tested the indefinite. It was righteous, or more so sanctimonious when one completely disregarded the danger they placed themselves in. Nonetheless, only time and continuum would truly test one’s patience and skill. Hopefully these two were commendable enough to find what they desperately wanted.

It was cold as an unexpected chill rushed through the area, touching against the guarded skin of the two Hyūga. Silence was ubiquitous with the small exception of sandaled feet crunching the blades of lush olives beneath their soles. The atmosphere itself seemed too ominous, as if the hierarchies themselves peered out, stalking the two as they moved aimlessly through the abyss of towering oak and thickening mist. Though partially visible ahead, the interpretation of a fork in the road was perceptible. A two-prong split, it appeared as if one ventured deeper into the shadows as the absence of light was absolute. The path to the left however permitted the visibility more suitable then its counterpart. What direction would the two take, or would they do the more liberal option, and split? Severing their ties to one another to cover more ground, or weather a foreign location together?

[Kaeor]

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[femme fatale]

Chapter 1!

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I squinted my eyes as my weakened vision attempted to pierce through this brutal mist, but to no success. Luckily, the road we treaded upon was easily viewable, and the obstacles in front was far enough seen to be avoided in time. However, even such advantages paled compared to the misfortune that continued to stalk us, the mist suddenly lowering to an extremely chilling temperature. Although the amount of creatures I witnessed had decreased, I still remained cautious of my surroundings, this cold aura forcing me to believe that we was finally on the right track. Gripping my arms with the opposite hand tightly, I exiled the irritating brisk that grasped my skin as Sesshou and I came to a fork in the road. For a moment, we pondered which road seemed more logical, and it only sounded reasonable that a hidden village would be disguised along a more hidden road. Nodding with Sesshou's decision, that moment of approval didn't last very long, my eyes rolling in disgust due to his next statement.

"Oh, jeez Sesshou! I'm not a child anymore!"

How could that brother of mine say such a thing! Immediately after responding to his ridiculous request, I sprinted down the darker route, preparing myself from several new dangers that possibly lurked, such as an even more threatening chill, or even traps and creatures that guarded this jungle. However, I refused to be wary any longer, this mission becoming more of a misery the longer we pursued it. I hadn't completed many missions for Kumogakure yet, nor any that involved traveling through another country, so my tolerance for such an objective would be quite low, but I only kept in mind the compensation that came with it. With my arms crossed across my bust tightly and my eyes shifting from east to west in search of new signs, I would agree to Sesshou's command, my distance never straying more than a few meters away from him.

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[Trigga]

The first rule a Shinobi was taught when instructed in an Academy, or even by their superior officer was the rule of Deception. Take nothing for face value, but instead look to the nonfigurative and formulate from there. While logical to take the obvious route, it wasn’t the correct route and thus would really put the two behind schedule. A shame really, with two brains perfectly habituated with the tactical prowess of the occupations they so proudly undertook, they took the bait of a foreign land, and would ultimately be swallowed in its proverbial jaws. The first fault was played and in this chess game of life, the Hyūga descendants’ pawn was captured.

However there was no turning back, and as they moved down the murky path, should one be aware enough to his or hers’ surrounding, the sensation of interfering eyes would haunt their sensory detailing. It would sting away at their consciousness until finally their tolerance shattered and curiosity settled enough to seek out the intrusion of oculars. For not too far away from their rear, lurking within one of the many oaks that embodied the mist-covered forest, a figure perched himself upon one of its robust branches. He snickered to himself wordlessly, looking on as the two unsuspecting passed without even giving notice to his appearance.

“Two mice in an unfamiliar maze I see.” He beckoned forth with an portentous tone, loud enough for the two ahead to hear him before the crackling of twigs sounded—the man lowered towards the ground in one swift leap. Though the mist hindered one’s vision moderately, it mattered not to the mysterious male’s identity, for he was garbed in black, skin-tight leather entirely. Even a dark mask covered his face. Leaning against the tree, his facial expression masked from the world, the newcomer of sorts awaited an answer.

[Kaeor]

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