Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170822224213/@comment-25955740-20170902072149

Failure. She assumed too much; commitment was always double edged. Noticing the resistence against her right hand, the parry from her right hand, the kunai was simply flicked out of her grip and flew a distance and that wasn’t good—Impacting against her gut, it was swift and blurry; attention drawing too late. Despite being prepared and converting into water, she felt this stinging pain, through her water replacement technique, crimson danced within the deforming rippling of her torso. Beneath his knee, against the force, she heard the soft cracks of something, the break of something that stabbed into tender and to that, her body reacted impulsively; she coughed not, but she felt the taste of bitter salt. Releasing her left hand from his collar, she stepped to the right, as swiftly as possible awhile her hand pressed into her reforming torso—It almost looked like she flickered, as she moved, as her body impulsively withdrew as quickly as possible. Simultaneously, within this shatter of something inside her, something that undoubtedly would’ve be felt underneath his knee, there was a flooding within her body, within her lungs, something that caused her to choke and forced her body to react instinctively. Nonetheless, to the bright side, the water replacement nullified some of the damage, along with force, it simply didn’t convert her whole torso as it was too forced on the wound within her left side and to that, that’s why her body wanted her to flee to the right, as last time he attacked her left side and it simply assumed; her mind assumed. Due to this. One could’ve assumed that she reacted almost as quickly as Hayato went to follow up and this was purely pain reaction and a bit of something more; she wasn’t that slow on reflex. Which wasn’t the true. She guarded one thing, the wound on her left side and her body did the same, it reacted purely on that, not because she could see him, which, she didn’t pay much attention to. Around the time he went to follow up with something, her body reacted by simply removing itself from the conflict, wishing not to commit to the hand to hand anymore—She didn’t take the few seconds to breath as she choose to move without going against her instinct. Hayato’s foot would’ve nearly missed her left side, that kick would’ve made the wound within her side, the one she got from the chess pieces rip open more and for a moment, her body had a lucky guess, she could’ve walked into that due to instinct. As she stepped out of his range, her body would’ve turned to face him, awhile she went to exhale, her left hand pressed against her mouth as she coughed; a painful choke of a cough. Between her fingers crimson dripped as kept stepping backwards to give five feet of distance and bless, if he actually engaged her at this point. Within her torso, she felt this tremble that she couldn’t control and her right hand was trying to control it as she coughed more heavily. Crimson dancing from her hand. This cough, she was trying to conceal it and it was obvious, as she didn’t express the pain facial wise. If he hadn’t advanced towards her after the first six feet of distance, her shake right hand, the tremble hand would’ve moved to her ninja bag, grabbing another kunai without an explosive seal on it—Despite her expression, the internal trembling and the physical shaking within her right hand, She didn’t seem willing enough to submit and she didn’t bother admitting he kneed her really good and her body desired nothing more to break down; curl into a ball in the darkest corner. Sadly. Even Munashi could do so much before her body said no and by the time she drew that kunai, a cough hit her and it hit really hard and if he thought she was coughing up a storm now. This cough hit so hard, the sound of liquid dancing within her throat made it appear that she was drowning behind her hand and that is ended it. The moment that hard, excruciating and severe cough happened, she actually closed her eyes and instantly fell to her knees, kneeling over as her right hand stabbed the kunai into the ground as she caught herself. Her left hand removing itself from her mouth, once removed, she threw up blood as she coughed and despite that, it didn’t simply just come from her mouth, but her nose as well. It broke more than a few ribs.. She didn’t want to show that. But it was showing as her body removed to get up and submitted to the exhaustion of pain in her body. “ ... ” She couldn’t say a word. Attempting to push herself up from the ground, she could, her hands only squeezed at the grass and this is where she started to feel annoyance, shame too. She couldn’t move. Why not? She knew why. The limit of her body; she could barely breath and her body simply reacted to it. Maybe. She had to quit now.. No way. She couldn’t. She didn’t submit.