Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-27079171-20161126235016/@comment-30269418-20161129212340

In the end, she couldn't keep her head straight. What a pain. Again, boundries were blurring. She was more enraged then anything else, but she acknowledged one thing; the way the Hyuga would train them would definetely grant her the strength she desired. Still, the vial of Kano's blood was in her weapons' pouch. If it wasn't her blood, it was her mind, not being able to handle the severe blowback of emotion that came along with changing her perspective, her views.

Damn, were people a pain. She was as weak with them as she was without them. And then, Satoshi spoke. Her eyes widened, but then narrowed. Yes, that Rena and this Rena were different, but also the same. This Rena was a result of that Rena feeling the pressure. From everything she'd witnessed, to this, she felt like there was a substantial amount of weight here. He body flickered behind her, which put a massive stop to her plans of attacking him.

And in that moment, she simply thought, {Wouldn't it be easier if I simply killed everything that made me feel differently?} The Dog. Satoshi. Honestly, she doubted she could handle it. She wasn't handling it at the moment.

She really was losing it. Although she only had a resistance to pain, that resistance was, well, persistent. She needed to come back down to earth. And so, as Satoshi made his handsigns, she removed a kunai from her weapons' pouch.. grabbed a fistful of her hair, and cut it.

This was pain. Massive pain. Really, who expected that what seemed so subtle was her most prevailent weakness? Nobody ever targeted her hair nor thought why she'd been able to draw blood from it. Her hair was thick, because in reality, all it was was blood vessels. In fact, it was almost impossible to tell the difference from normal hair unless you looked up close.

From the staggering amount of pain she felt, she dropped to her knees, unable to focus on anything other than that. A truly honest yell of pain came from her. Her head began to clear. Really, what was she thinking? Why would she be better off with the things she found important dead?

The strands cut leaked to white as the blood from the strands of hair cut simply splashed to the ground as the rush of water came towards her. Azarias also seemed to kick her in the ribs, but the amount of pain coming from the strands she had cut was so unreal that that pain was all she could focus on. She smiled a bitter smile, a different one than the one she had given Satoshi before, as if it could be some sort of apology.

But honestly, what was with them? The Aburame... rushing headlong into Satoshi's attack like that? Really, what kind of tactic was that?

And yet, she had been so foolish before, as to lose sight of everything in a temporary emotional snap. So, she couldn't really look at others' tactics. Beyond that, she couldn't move out of the way of a technique that basically had a double function as a high-pressure water gun. Or rather, she wouldn't. The water would hit her, pushing her several feet back, causing her to basically do a somersault*. Unfortunately, she would not be landing on her feet today as she completely ended up skidding across the ground face-first.

*Somersault- An acrobatic movement in which a person turns head over heels in the air on the ground and lands or finishes on their feet.