Board Thread:Konohagakure/@comment-25955740-20181027233129/@comment-25955740-20181029001941

Interesting. It was so INTERESTING. “You are quite welcome.” She said with a gentling lull to her soft vocals. Breaking her gentle feature of a smile, her face became crazed with her hysterical thoughts. It was exciting! Their personalities were quite wondrous singularly, and fascinating when combined. She will cherish this experience, this chance to breaking the mask to reveal the deepest and darkest bits. What were their fears? What did they love? What could be broken? Oh, she was getting too far within her thoughts. She was suppose to be a teacher, not a monster maker and considering what she read within their files, bless their unfortunate souls. At this state, they were far from anything interesting and were not worth her time, to this, they did not make an ideal impression for a shinobi.

The darkness in her twisted expression revealed itself for only a moment, a mere moment that anyone could have caught as their attention was to pay itself. “'''Fascinating. Simply fascinating.'''” She said with a craze developing within her tone. This was not a normal reaction to such rude mannerism from such ‘promising’ ninja for the future. Oh, her heart was beating to beat, she was too excited. Picking herself up from her bench, she placed the tray down and simply trailed from her sitting location to the entry gate of the forest of death. Compared to her fellow Genin, her attire was a dress with an under layer easily seen through, along with bare feet concealed by mere leggings, she had a cape and lengthy gloves. Beneath her cape was a bulky shape centered on her back, this was a bow and a quiver, not easily pointed out or noticeable in shape. '''“No nonsense. I like it.'''” She said to Haname, in a whisper.

Due to the lack of visible muscle, along with freedom in attire, she appeared as someone that did not care much for a dress code and surely did not look like someone within the Taijutsu arts, Kaguya clan or not. Turning with her back pressing into the entry point of this forest, a gate held with chains and sealed, easily secured. “'''Hanama. Yang. Nene.” She called each name, “If this had been an introduction on mannerisms and first impressions. You would have all failed and with failure, you would be sent back to the village..'''” She said plain and simply, quite dryly too. However, was she serious? Being a Shinobi meant knowing how to carry oneself, it was not simply just ‘strength’, it was intelligence and impressions and to such, she would get into later. Or was she simply wanting to ruffle their feathers.

“'''Nonetheless. I am quite forgiving.'''” She waved her right hand at her own point and dismissing anything they would have to say. “'''As to claim, I am not your teacher and you are not yet my students. There is a prerequisite and failure to meet this prerequisite will send you, as a group, back to the academy.'''” She began to explain with a lull returning to her once listless voice, her smile returning too. Turning on her heel, she pulled a paper seal from her pocket, placing it centered upon the gate and with a small dim light, the chains fell and she simply opened it, proceeding inward.

“'''You have two options. You will take the prerequisite, regardless of what is it or reject the notion, fail and return back to the academy.'''” Holding the gate open for her future failures, or future students, as the entered the forest, they would’ve felt quite an intimidating atmosphere, they bodies being consumed by the dimlit surroundings that was this forest. The faint scent of decay and death rode the air that tickled their senses and to this, a slight fog and mist hindered their sight beyond twenty feet. And the cold? Oh yes, it was quite icy, it’ll be a shame if they chose to stay longer than needed. Nonetheless, Ichijama took quite the care in setting up a mile radius with the limits being being chained with lights to let them know. “'''I do wonder. If I was to state, death for failure beyond this point was possible. Would you still try?'''” She said with a titter, looking to Nene first, she seemed ‘timid’, her icy gaze moving to Yang, within the distance and then Hanama.

She wanted backbone, she wanted some will and she wanted some fire. Was there a will of fire? Was there something that would spark? A ditzy, an apathetic and a gloom. She wondered, how many buttons could she press. “'''This is the only warning you will get. Take your time to think about it.'''”

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Upon deciding their fate on their own wills, once everyone was within the gate. She closed the gate and began to lock it right back up, oh yes, she was sealing them within this forest. “'''You have two options to impress me. Sell me on why I should allow you under watch.'''” She said with her hands moving to fit something around her neck, it was a ‘key’ to the gate, which was tightly kept there and would either take a cut or a hard pull to remove, there was a little room for it to dangle off her neck about an inch or two. She was lightly poking these words at Yang and Hanama. “'''You can attack me head on. Or'''.” Lifting her right hand, she gestured within the darkness, where creatures standing on their fours and yellow hues lingered, awaiting their meal and beyond this fog was another key to leave the gate. Those were not simple creatures either, they were something close to ninkin, almost and they weren’t hers. “Or attempt to make it three-fourths of a mile that way for the key.” She said. There was a slight howl with those words. (Await for details for option two.)