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Candid, blunt, 'to-the-point', are merely a few among a great many words I could have used to describe what little of Kanae's personality I knew, truth be told I found it quite attractive. Never once had I've met a woman as bold, direct, and firm as she had been. Even as I reproduced the event of her shooting down my chivalric act like a bird out of a sky I remained attracted to her and her personality. I met my share of woman, however, they were all innocent, soft-spoken, and lacked depth within their personality. The more I ruminated upon this matter I realized just how rare it was to find a woman with a personality, just as it was rare to find a man who bore a chivalric mentality such a me.

My upper set of arms subconsciously uplifted as they dove their digits within the confines of my silky, ebony mane, soon locking themselves together behind my head. "So Kanae, Whats your story? What made you want to become a Kunoichi?" My tone was smooth, carrying a velvety touch with a guided sense of politeness. My focus remained hard upon Kanae as everything that laid outside of their interaction fell upon little more than deaf senses. I was absolutely interested in getting to know this woman, for she was a hard book to read. Its like a mundane book, one of which I knew contained much information and knowledge, however, its words presented itself as nothing more than a foreign language. We slowly approached the store but I felt that it would have been a good idea to at least make an attempt to break the ice.

An ebony mane fell deep into depths from my crown. It was silken, smooth, and almost velvety to touch, swaying resplendently with each step I'd taken. I was groomed to perfection, I made sure of it. Barefooted, I graciously trudged through Kirigakure's dirt roads, I could see a galore of sandal and foot prints, all of which varied from resident to resident. Some were deep, some were light, some short, others long, it was a sign of activity, they very activity that the village needed after being thrown into the adversity-filled jaws of war. I was galvanized by what I saw and heard, the chattering of successful busy, the sight of seeing the youth of Kirigakure smile once more, it'd been an overwhelming sense of joy.

A smile peaked itself at the corners of my mouth as I began to take in the lay of the land as I whipped out my mission slip with great prestidigitation. I realized just how much time I'd actually been walking as I was merely a corner away from my delegated destination. Prejudging the distant of my turn I hit the corner without looking up, reading over the information provided once more just for the sake of clarity. Feeling satisfied with the info I had assimilated, I looked up and lost control of the motor functions within my upper pair of arms. "Wow" I spoke, it was the only word that allowed me to express the beauty that spilled upon my eyes as I dropped my slip. My lowest right arm caught the slip mid-fall, (haha) were it not for my six armed, Sasanagi nature I'd would have lost my chances of getting rewarded.

In seconds I approached this...this...this..worshipful figure of beauty. As if to be a magician I whipped a shimmering rose from the fabrics of the surrounding area, bowed, and presented the rose to her as a token of good will. "My Name is Raoh Sasanagi, and I will be your partner for today. Though I must say, the gods must favor me heavily by blessing me with your presence."

My words contained no falsities, none at all, I stayed true to what I said.

My eyes extended in surprise and urgency as my thrown shurikens came to a premature faltering, detonating roughly two meters before me eyes. This prevented me from running into the edifices front entrance. Tried as I may I was unable to fully shield myself from the dancing lights. My eyes momentarily distended, my ears were swayed as an acoustic, wailing siren lingered deep within the the depths of my ears. "Damnit this isn't good" I said to my self within the safety of my own mind. With two senses ruptured I was at a disadvantage, however, having the nature of a spider I had advantages that not even a trained shinobi could hope to achieve.

You know, most spiders have poor eyesight, so you wonder how they find their pray, touch and vibration. I used this gift to somewhat track my opponents, but, my physical senses still proved disadvantageous. I felt two...maybe three feet strike the ground as I they came forward. I could feel them around me, yet, I knew not if they wielded any weapons or not, I had to think of something fast. By this time my sight began to comeback, yet, all efforts seemed too late as I caught but a mere glimpse of a blade.

The blade came to claim rightful ownership of my flesh, cleaving my body in two, yet, something was strange. The hired men's victory did not come, nor did blood, only a flash of blinding light. How do you ask? Simple, Kawarimi. With my level of skill in that area I'd only been able to do it once, so I had to make it count and that I did. All in one instant we switched senses, I gained my sense of sight as they in turn lost theirs. I capitalized. Rushing in from behind, ninjato drawn, my body committed to a crawling dash across the ground at shin level for I had used my extra appendages to crawl along the earthen floor. My blade ran through their lower shins like a knife on butter. We played opposites for quite some time.

I came to a full stand as they plummeted, glancing over their bodies reveling in my victory. My eyes crimson hues shimmered prominently, not even a single ounce of mercy laid within them, only tons of disdain. I palmed two more shuriken only to launch them in into both mens necks, leaving them to painfully bleed to death. I turned to the entrance and finally walked in with blazing senses. "Higuchi Prepare yourself!"