Powder snow [T][Hirihi]
Jul 11, 2011 15:06:35 GMT -8
Post by Hirihi on Jul 11, 2011 15:06:35 GMT -8
Hirihi's attention was being divided between giving that same little chant in her mind, as it was a good way to help her focus on what she was doing with the technique, focusing on Blanche as she spoke, and performing the technique. All in all, she was getting the hang of doing this. With her attention on Blanche for a moment, Hirihi let herself rest as she coughed once more into her hand, making sure her mouth was covered so as not to seem rude in coughing at her as she turned away. Once she had regathered her attention, Hirihi listened to her suggestions to attempt it once more, feeling exhaustion slowly working through her body. This was definitely the hardest she had worked on any of her medical techniques, not even since she had begun becoming a medic.
While Blanche began to recount her stories of her childhood, and how she had become a medic in the past, Hirihi produced a much faster version of the technique that she was working on, using all of the principles that she had been taught. Knowing in her mind that she could do it this fast, not even doubting it, Hirihi felt the chakra begin to gather in her palm in a bright green torrent, the chakra flowing around her hand as evenly and bright as it had been since she had started performing the technique for Blanche.
As she would maintain the technique at its current quality, finding that it was definitely much better than it had been when she started, Hirihi began to speak. "For me, my childhood consisted of my father sheltering me from the world. It was really hard to deal with the change from working with just my father to being in the academy with the other students. I didn't fit in with them, and most of them didn't like the fact that I was dramatically different than them. A lot of them even had a few choice names for me." She said, glowering a bit at the thought of recounting those names.
Even as she spoke, the technique didn't waiver at all in its quality. It remained constant, if not getting stronger as she spoke. "A lot of them used my unnaturally red eyes as a point of reference. 'Demon eyes' was a common name that I was called. It died out, though, as a lot of them were punished for singling me out as they had. Not by the teachers, but by a few people that had actually been kind enough to befriend me. They were going into the medic program at our village as well, so we were all working together. I came out ahead of them, but they were the first ones to ever introduce me to the medical field." She said, curious to see how Blanche would say she was doing now.