Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-24479578-20160424050715/@comment-24479578-20160425050350

Once she had walked into the temple, she had looked about. The feeling that came over her was one that left her arms in goose flesh. But she would continue to walk through the halls. Her eyes looked to the wall that held the Kanji of Hatred and knowing from the color of it that it had been created by blood. The flickering light reflected off her skin and casted eery shadows. Slowly, she'd come through the temple and see a silent monk stand before her with a smile on his face. Hitomi smiled softly and bowed to the man. She'd hear him tell her that she would have to give up all weapons and remove her shoes before she would be able to go any further. After making sure that she would get them back, she gave a nod and removed the precious gift given to her. Taking off each of the ten metal finger tips once more revealing the cut off nubs of the first fingers. She'd smile once more and show that she had no shoes on and was allowed to go further.

She'd walk down the center hall and look about her. Once more the light casted eery shadows upon her skin as she continued to walk. Taking that one step more, she'd follow B into the murky room of purple and crimson. She'd see the eyes look to her and bite her bottom lip softly while she held her hands in front of her. Her eyes would fall on the man she had wanted to stay. She'd stand looking to him, waiting to take whatever was to befall her. But she'd say not a word as she didn't want to disturb his meditation.