Sunagakure Chunin Exam: Sumiko vs Daiki

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" What is this ache. . . this ache in my chest?"

~ The pain was nothing less than awful as the kunai blade severed skin and organs like melted butter. The virtual reality had given her a window to what death would feel like if she met its' unforgiving embrace yet this pain held nothing to the weight of her own disappointment and bitterness that found its' way through her otherwise fortified defenses. A kunoichi who had mastered her emotions in the face of adversity which allowed her mind to be clear and concise had spun into darkness as her digital self materialized. Due to her death, Sumiko would be the first to return to reality but only her grey eyes would slowly open revealing a very dull gaze while her own thoughts held her in an aggressively like a metal vise. To work so hard on her skills and formulate plans for months only to be bested in a manner so mundane and in a public setting was nothing less than embarrassing to the statue that was Sumiko.~

(thoughts) " To see it coming yet, still get caught. . . I am an embarrassment to the Hidden Sand. . ."

" Princess. . . could they sense my weakness and made it an insult?"

" I have sullied both the Yoshido and Kazekage families legacies. . . Are they looking down upon me with distaste? Judgment?"

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~ Despite being free from the VR, the weight upon her chest only grew and her heart still ached to the point that a sudden pressure had begun to form in her head as the recollection of being saved by Yusuke and narrowly escaping Kaito's wrath played in her head. . . Was she truly so delusional to think that she could somehow elevate the legacy of being a kunoichi? Could she truly be so weak? Like vultures, these thoughts picked her fortitude, revealing the bare bones of her  raw emotions. At this moment, her eyes watered and tears began to trail down her rounded face while her breathing had deepened slightly to prevent her from completely breaking down at that moment. As she sat there completely spaced out, someone must have removed the headset from her head but suddenly another voice called out to her that orignated from the depths of her soul.~

(thought) " NO! This is NOT who we are nor is this going to break us. . ."

~ The voice was loud and harsh that it echoed through her mind and had stopped the growing dispair that was quickly overwhelming her. With this voice the pain her chest and the ebbing of her head had began to settle while a warmth had gathered in her gut which brought damaged Sumiko its' full attention.~

(thought) " You will not face loss and allow it to cripple you. . . You are a Yoshido and you come from prestige! Stop embarrassing yourself. . ."

~ With each word the metaphorical darkness cleared as a figure slowly became more and more visible with the final statement making this inner voice's manifestation clear to her inner eyes. It was her. . . with skin as as pale as the moon and a white kimono to match that complimented crimson glowing red eyes and jet black hair that seemed to flow without restraint. Inner Sumiko's face was serious but held an unsettling aggression and rage that made Sumiko's skin crawl as it got closer but when it did the flame in her stomach grew exponentially until her entire body felt its' embrace as inner Sumiko stood before her.~

Inner Sumiko: " Failure does not guarantee embarrassment and dishonor; Ignorance, pitty, and quitting does. Allow your ambition, your inner rage, and your dedication to fan the flames within you. . . then allow it to incenerate anyone who dares to challenge you!"

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~ While Sumiko wasn't entirely sure how this was possible the kunoichi couldn't refute the truth of her words and statement slowly brought the child out of this hole that her own expectations and insecurities had put her in. This loss would sting for a while but it would be dishonorable and pathetic to allow this to take her out. . . that is what those who doubted her would expect. . . Sumiko's introsepction ended when she heard Daiki speak to her, commending her for her efforts. Her eyes had shifted from the shinobi's smile and down to his open hand before she'd slowly stand to her feet before wiping her eyes. Her expression would be hard to read given the residual signs of her distress being noticeable behind her oddly enthusiastic expression. The kunoichi's hand met the Senju's before griping it securely as she peered up at him.~

" That sounds delightful. . . Very smart moves on your behalf though I will prove to be quite the opponent the next time."

~ Her words were calm and collected yet there was a slight nauance that would make it appear as if she knew something that Daiki didn't know. Once the handshake concluded, Sumiko would stick around for whatever response the Senju had for her before bowing to him then Sebastian and making her way out of the examination room with her head held high and a small smirk on her face.~



( Exit )

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