Late Night Macabre [Yoko]Jul 24, 2019 21:10:39 GMT -5
Mikazuki Aikawa
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groupRain Shinobi
age 23 years old
birthday March 3rd
rank Chuunin
occupation
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] I'm scared that you'll compare and I'll look a lifetime past repair Himari tilted her head to the side slightly, looking at Yoko as the woman sat next to her instead of across from her at the other end of the table. Something Himari felt was odd, but she decided not to think on it too hard. Maybe it was just Yoko's way of trying to appear more familiar, close, and comfortable. "Good." If Yoko didn't go out of her way to talk about the events that were likely going to occur, then there probably wouldn't be any problems that would arise in the near future. Possibly, it'd never come at all, which would be ideal. However, as the pink-haired woman continued to speak, she began to ask for... well, information that Himari couldn't really share. It was complicated, now. She could reveal her true identity, but have to keep her position secret, or she could reveal her position and relationship to her village, and keep her identity hidden. Technically, her real identity could be revealed by force, and her position could also possibly be uncovered during their exercise. Himari wasn't sure which was worse, or how she'd want to go about this. Which one would be easier to hide? She had to keep consistency. Kaito knew her position, and her first name, but not her full name, and not her face and true identity. Akira knew her position and that her identity she used was not her own. It would probably be better if she was honest about what she was, and kept her secrets about who she was. Consistency was important, and since a handful of people already knew what she was, it was better not to risk her true identity, the "who", ever being revealed, slipped out, or brought up where someone else might be able to connect any possible pieces. Himari didn't look at the card that Yoko slipped onto the table, instead, she crossed her arms and sighed. "I will be honest in that there are some things I need to keep secret. I cannot share my identity with you because it's confidential." It'd be like Yoko telling Himari that she was an ANBU operative. Foolish. When it came to more secretive, dangerous positions and identities, they just simply couldn't be shared. It was just the way things were. "I mentioned before, that my relationship to my village is... of great importance. If I were to go missing, if something were to happen to me, it would cause some serious problems. My Lord wouldn't rest until my location and status was confirmed. It's why I need to make this clear to you before we do anything, so that you don't get any wrong ideas. I cannot be maimed--at least, no permanent damage could be done to my persons. If I were to return to Amegakure with my eyes gouged out or an arm missing, my Lord would raise hell, I'm sure. If I were to be killed, not only would Amegakure likely try to go to war with Iwagakure for your actions, but you also would likely be killed merely seconds after I die, as would everyone in the immediate area likely perish in moments. I'm not just some usual shinobi who can go around giving my name to you or my real identity, because of what I am to my village. I'm not just some genin, a random chūnin, genin squad leader or teacher. What you're involving yourself with tonight is the jinchūriki of Amegakure. I feel you should know that, so you can recognize the severity of the situation." She paused. "It's why I wish to be as secretive about this as I can. Like I mentioned previously today, the kind of training I'm requesting from you isn't something I believe would be given to me even if I'd asked. It's too dangerous. Too risky. Not something any sane person would do to someone like me, and not something my Lord would ever allow if he knew about it. However, he doesn't need to know. And, frankly, I need this. The way I see it... if I were ever to be taken hostage or kidnapped by an enemy nation, I would need to keep my identity secret as long as possible, and I would need to be able to maintain a calm state even under extreme pain. Not lose control of my tongue, or give in to emotion or pain. Not give up sensitive information just because I'm in pain, make it as difficult for them to force me into cooperation as I possibly can. Basically, I think it would be very useful for me to be able to keep a straight face even while undergoing torture, to become so attuned to pain that it has no affect on me. The worst patient to torture and interrogation that any enemy shinobi has ever seen, if you would," Himari explained and elaborated. Of course, that was the primary reason. The deepest fear that lurked in the darkest corners of her mind. She never, ever wished to betray her village, no matter the circumstances. If she gave out information, she wanted it to be willingly. She didn't want anyone to be able to force anything out of her, and if that meant becoming the type of person that was impossible to crack... then she'd have to train so that she could be strong under such "pressures". Of course, Himari would have other uses for the ability. There was plenty she could use to her advantage if she had that kind of a tolerance. But, more than anything, she wanted to be prepared for the worst. Most shinobi didn't have to worry about being kidnapped or tortured to get private information leaked out of them. Most shinobi were not so valuable to their village. Most did not have to fear how dangerous they were if they were ever forced to act against their will. Most didn't have to worry about staying strong even under such extreme situations, keeping sensitive information secret under all costs. Unless you were a JITE operative, you probably didn't have to worry about being targeted for such dangerous and lethal purposes. If enemy shinobi could just rough her up a little and beat her into submission until she did whatever they wanted... No way. Himari wouldn't allow it. And it's why she needed this training. Most shinobi didn't have to worry about such extreme events. Himari did. She was a jinchūriki. She wasn't worried that these things could happen. She knew they would. It was just a matter of time. Sooner, or later. Eventually, she would be targetted. If she wasn't strong enough to defend herself, she had to be strong enough to hold her ground. She only hoped that when she was targeted, when she was attacked, or betrayed, or whatever else... that she'd be ready. But nobody was willing to help her. Nobody. Not like this. Not in the way she believed she needed it most.
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Mika
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