Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-28131316-20160423184412/@comment-28131316-20160430190448

It felt like she had been training for ages, but in reality it probably wasn't that long. She was quite focused on her task, and didn't care if anyone else had happened to be watching. She spent her time slowly increasing her accuracy, spending that time to calmly and quietly focus and practice. It was actually sort of cathartic, because she could imagine the targets were her family. It was a little frustrating, but she was going to get better.

She had a lot to prove, not just to herself, but to her family. For the years of neglect, the years of them pushing her down because she couldn't manipulate chakra. Still they pressured her to see if she could, but they treated her better than before. Even still, it was ridiculous, and she acknowledged this as another Kunai was thrown and sunk into the target. She gave a small sound of frustration as she threw another, trying to channel her problems into the practice.

Kumiko was angry, not just at herself - but at her family. She was angry at the hand she had been dealt, and angry that her worth was judged based on the fact that she was working for and being trained by someone of power. This caused a small sound of frustration to leave her as the shuriken was thrown and buried itself in the target. She walked over and gathered her tools, slamming her fist on the target as she gave a small sound of frustration.

Why couldn't she get better? Why couldn't she be better? She hated that she was so weak, why couldn't she get better?