Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25213565-20160427194710/@comment-25213565-20160427213229

Listen & Read

It was just then that he felt a being presenting itself beyond the feel of an animal or a mere breeze, but along the lines of a person. He would only keep his eyes closed as he continued to meditate among the critters around. Just then as she was in front of him and the petals glided along the wind. Slowly opening his eyes, it could be seen that he had the byakugan of a more lifeless look, giving it a blue tint instead of a white. Wrinkles covered the flesh to his face around while a long beard hung from his jaw and chin as well as a mustache covering most of his top lip. A scar ran down his left eye which gave made it not open as much as the right one but he could still see out of it. His hair was short in length. His hair had a few bit of grey in it as he looked to the girl in front of him. He only lowered his hands to his thighs as he pressed the palms into them as he said in a raspy, deep voice "Little Hitomi or rather, the Byakugan Princess." His face held no emotion of the sorts but his voice held the true emotion of what could've been a smile.

As he said so, the birds flew from his body as he only reached over to her as he offered a gentle smile for only a second, his hance brushing some of her hair back as he said "Glad to see you have grown up, princess." Then, he pulled his hand away from her as he pushed himself up and stood up straight, towering over her as he held out his right hand to help her up, he then would do so and once she was up, he'd look into her orbs as he said "I remember when you were such a tiny thing." As he then gave a hearty chuckle and then said "So the cards have brought you here, huh? Very interesting to say the least." While he spoke, he stroked his beard slowly and only began to speak once more "I heard about your fight against Dante, I could say I'm proud of you since I heard things before that however, I cannot be proud of you until you're much stronger." He knew she was a gentle soul and so was he but the difference was that he had a hard shell covering his soul. He was proud of her overall but not nearly as much as he could be. The only reason he knows who she is, was because he was there when she was born. Taking a few steps away, he'd only speak in a colder tone "Either way we go about it, we met today in order for me to teach you. I'm going to only say this now as a warning so your father doesn't kill me later on, the training I will put you through will be harsh and you will more than likely be injured in the process but, in the end, you will come out stronger than before. I will not only teach you the ways of Gentle Fist but I will also teach you to be more lethal. You will be on the battlefield one day and you will need to know such, especially if you wish to protect those you love, care for or even see as a person. All life is precious and I shall teach you how to make sure a life is hopefully never taken in front of you." His words were sincere in emotion but cold in tone.