Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-25955740-20171014194452

A Dōjutsu? She questioned within her head. She hadn’t quite learned of such a thing from her clan…? A sharingan… A eye technique that enables one to mimic and copy techniques from all three core fields, along with access some type of genjutsu ability? Did it belong to those who strived for power and got lost in their own darkness of the heart? Possibly, the sharingan was something abused and feared, thus it’s always the easiest to remember the worst over the best or the good. Despite feeling disgruntled, she thought about it quite hard. Looking to her left hand, she thought about the faded words from her father. That made sense. It almost started to make sense. How she was treated from the clan, what her father always told her and that one saying that she always told herself when she felt so… Like this, when she felt like this.   So. Prejudgement. I will make him eat it . She thought. Despite her emotional pulling, it came down to fear and the dark behavior from those that came before her. She was left in their shadow and she happened to be the fool to believe she could get out of it. She was still the fool, because, she still believed… She could walk in her own light and not their shadow. Curling over her lips, she smiled as those violet hues shifted and balling her left hand into a fist; she felt a weird sense of encouragement. “ What a shame. ” She murmured for a moment, dropping her hand as she used her right hand to lift her mask to the side of her head as she narrowed her hues to him. “ Those are the expectations many have for me. They will be finely disappointed. Starting with that man. ” She said, not with hate, not with cheerfulness, but a confidence. She meant nothing in terms of plotting out violence. Despite the moment earlier, being a mixture of annoyed and undoubtedly, being petty for the second time in her life.   “ This curse of hatred or not. With sharingan or not. I will overcome it. And I won’t become what my father protected me from. I may not be perfect. I may fall to my emotions and the feelings. But. ” She paused for a moment, stopping in her steps as she looked to Hayato with narrow hues and a smile that seemed soft. This was Liara. She could drown for a bit, fade into a sadness or a sorrow, but she never kept herself down for too long before returning back to this cheerful nature… Be it an act or the truth. It was never easily told. It seemed Hayato had told her something that gave her an understanding, an understanding of the past that she could rewrite with her own life and blood; the way she lived hers will influence the new world. She always looked for a light, but sometimes, she stopped looking, sometimes, she paused or got stunned. In the end. She has a good heart. “ I promis—Huh? ” She started to speak seriously, to make a vow and a promise it seemed, but she cut herself out. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Noticing Hayato having a moment of pause, she attempted to peer to his face—Did he see a ghost? Extending her hand to place it on his shoulder, she wondered if he was alright.. Did she say something wrong and he thought of a horrible memory? As her hand went to tap against his shoulder, he turned after exhaling a breath to gain composure. Liara immediately dropped her hand back to her side as if she hadn’t been concerned at all. He apologized for something, his reaction no doubt and he hopped right back into the topic. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">It’s you or them <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">. That saying seemed like a lesson, one that made her feel a different way, against her encouragement. It seemed cold and expressed a grim lesson in having to take a life; to preserve your own life. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">“I.. I don’t— <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She almost started to express her opinion of disagreement with such a saying, but as she attempted to. She heard something. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Hearing her name being called, a voice filled with worry and concern, belonging to that of a female, undoubted, Kyo—Turning her head to look, Liara noticed Kyo making her way to them. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">I don’t have to trust you. I do thank you, however. And don’t worry any longer. I may have not been okay then, but I will always strong enough to pull through, not just for myself, but for those that couldn’t make it. For both my brothers, for my father and my mother. I will always pull through because of people like her, like Nobu and even adults like you. So. I may want to be stronger, but I just want to protect everyone, to help them. And I don’t ever. I don’t ever.. Want to take a life. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” Extending her hand to wave to Kyo with a smile, a warm smile of her cheerful self. Almost as if today didn’t happen, which wasn’t the case. However, the words she spoke were loud enough and quite clear to be heard only by Hayato. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">There is this saying my father gave me. You gave me one. So. I will give you one. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">If will is defined by the burden one carries; the sea is surely a big place, the number of boats are endless. We are all attempting to war against the tide; we fight together or we die, alone. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said to him, as she waved her hand as a <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">tata <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> for now. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Dashing forward to Kyo, she stopped a good one in front of her, invading her personal space. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kota-Senpai~ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said with a cheerful chirp of her voice to disable all the dismay Kyo had to be feeling for the situation that happened—Feeling at one hundred percent, she still smiled. Because. She was going to be okay. Liara was going to be fine. As Hayato said himself, she has alot of time left to grow and grow she will. This mistake today was something she learned from. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Oh crap. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She murmured, as she looked behind Kyo to see a few trainees running up to them, waving their hands, flailing in panic. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Liara! The talent show! <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” The mixture of voices screamed to her in dismay, hands on their masks as they shook their heads. Turning her violet hues to Kyo once again, she smiled happily as she tilted her head—Almost like a confused puppy. Her hands clapped together, pressing into her mouth. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">This won’t stop me from advancing into the person I want to be. Curse or not. I will prove that monster wrong. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She thought those words, that thought being pure in thought and a challenge, she had to focus on the thing she promised. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Kyo! Do the talent show with us. You know some of the lyrical bits and I will feel more comfortable! Besides. They are counting on you. We need one more. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said with a puppy face, almost using it to force Kyo to agree and with the speed of everything happening, she was more than likely attempting to keep up—Liara was abusing that to it’s fullest! Grabbing Kyo’s right hand, waved her left for a boy to go run and grab a mask and the clothes for the performance. Not allowing Kyo to get a single word in, once she grabbed ahold of Kyo’s hand, thirteen trainees, counting Liara and Kyo as well, even the person who ran to get the clothes. Pulling Kyo with her, she dashed to the festival, to where the talent show was to begin, hopefully signing up in time—“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Do we have everything? <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked one of the trainees who almost giggled a bit. Being a bit older than Liara, the brown haired boy said a simple set of words. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">Here I thought you were going to bail on us. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” He said. Which Liara narrowed her hues as the group ran to the sign up with a soft smile, or rather a smirk. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">I planned to. But. I thought of something. So. I refuse to be drowned so easily. Besides. I shouldn’t be alone on a day like this. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said. The group, a mixture of boys and girls laughed along, some not knowing the full level of what happened, but seemed more than happy with Liara still willing to join them, after all, they all agreed to do this together. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Reaching the sign up, she came to a stop. She released Kyo at this point, and with the mass she found herself in, each trainee held up a hand awhile bent over, panting for a breath or leaning on eachother for support while panting—“ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">W-We’ll like to join the talent show. All thirteen of us are all together. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” All of them spoke, Liara’s voice even mixed in with them as each one held up a hand, even giving their names out. It seemed like it was going to be a group thing. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Munashi <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Easily told. It seemed things were quite wonderful in terms of how Munashi was living her life, it was still a shame, she hadn’t quite seen Hayato, Kyo, Sup Pung nor Shien—Akui was another soul to add, however, she did offer that box a few books to read.. Thus, they had tabbed. Because if he damaged one, it’ll be very <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">fated <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> meeting between the two. Upon Keldran gave her more of a causal greeting, it seemed the vixen couldn’t help but stay formal, even though, she was apart of the family at this point. Being greeted both wonderfully and considerably, it may have not been the greatest living style, but she was the happiest without a doubt; hands down. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Returning a tender and gentle kiss, she smiled. Trailing in Godric’s shadow, almost tugged into his side with less than an inch between them. Possibly, it was the crowd that caused her to cling, nonetheless, she wasn’t terrified or scared, she just kept her closest—She could do that now. She was allowed to do that now. And from all the bad that happened. That’s all she wanted to really do. “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">I missed you too. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She said in the elegance she kept over the years that passed, her tempting voice only matured for the better—With the moniker that stuck. Nothing seemed to get old to her. She was still the happiest camper when it came to him. Though, with the time, he became the taller one and is almost wasn’t fair! “ <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">Do tell me. Has anything caught your eye thus far? <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She asked him, not bothering to ask if he was enjoying himself this far. None of that mattered, because she was here now. If something hadn't, best believe she will find something. <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">