Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24479578-20160506150846/@comment-24479578-20160507162808

Hitomi watched with wide eyes as he dropped down to one knee. She swallowed hard then heard his cry of pain. It echoed through her ears as her eyes started to well up with tears. Why would he do this? Why would he put himself through this? She was a stranger to him! Shaking her head a moment with her eyes closed, she’d look to be almost having this internal argument within herself. The battle between what was right and what was insane. This was definitely insane by any measure that she had. He should not have done this! At all!

Then the sound of liquid hit the floor. Blood.

Hitomi opened her eyes and looked to the blood that was on the floor and in a single smooth sweep of her eyes, her gaze would fall upon the hunched over body of O as he continued to speak to her and cough up more blood. In that one moment, she had closed her eyes and all that was heard in that moment was the beating of her own heart in a slow and rhythmic motion. For the moment it was as if time had come to a stand still around her. *Buh dump………....Buh dump……...Buh dump…” In that moment, she felt the gentle calm of a pond flow over her before she opened her eyes and looked to him with a calm that was envied by the best of monks.

But that was only the beginning.

She moved around the room with precision and opened the cabinets. Taking out gauzes and towels, she’d place them over on the desk. She’d move around the room and gather things that she would need. This was not longer the scared girl that looked to him only a few moments before. This was a calculating and measured young woman with years of studying under her belt. The only thing that was new was the fact that it was a jutsu that she was learning to use. But since there were no scalpels in the room for her to use, she had no other choice.

She’d move the cat and it’s tray from the table and lay down a few towels onto the metallic table. With the rest of the things that she was going to be needing on the chair next to her, she’d look to him with a calm yet stern tone to her face. “Lay down…” was all that was said as she motioned to the prepped table. This was not a request, but an order.