Chiyoko remembered her first experience with Lady Yanshi. The head lady was a scary person. The day was suppose to be just Chiyoko learning from Lady Yanshi how to be a Byakko and what it meant to be a Byakko. Chiyoko may have learnt the basic sequence of a trainee of the Byakko's fearsome fighting style however the genuine feeling of being in the presence of one was a whole different scale. The child remembers feeling the hidden raw force of power behind Lady Yanshi's lax clothing and stance. It also housed a motherly aura, something Chiyoko felt was brand new. However she could not help but sometimes whether that was just one face of her. The girl remembers in her studies a phrase she keeps close to heart for she does not truly understand it.
'Every person has two masks. The first we show the world, the second our closest family and friends, and our face to ourselves.' Chiyoko recited in her head. Chiyoko understood the phrase fundamentally. It meant that a person's identity depends from person to person, how the social circle affects their attitude. Maybe to those outside her immediate family, Lady Yanshi was a strong figure as of expected of the head of the prominent bloodline. However maybe to her children she was a lax and caring person, as she sees right now. Perhaps it is just another expression on the first mask and that Chiyoko was seeing Lady Yanshi's teacher mask. Regardless of the mask Lady Yanshi possibly wears, there was a consistency. It was a fixed nature of Lady Yanshi Chiyoko had noticed. Lady Yanshi to Chiyoko was a very straightforward person, contrary to whoever wrote the letter that requested she visit the Byakko family head herself. When Chiyoko first met Lady Yanshi she expected someone who would treat her more sweetly, like an actual mother. Instead she got the hard stance with straight to the point questioning. The girl was not sure. Even she herself has her own mask, being of those seperate bloodlines.
To Chiyoko for now, the concern was the present. The girl listens to Lady Yanshi thank everyone for arriving and continued with the current situation of the village, and many questions hit Chiyoko at once. Why has there not been action to control the Red Light District more strictly or perhaps there was action but not enough to provide a shift in results. Was it that big a problem, or was the child undermining its severity and doubting the head of the Byakko. There was the over looming threat of those outside with shinobi from other countries outside the villages of the Four Kages, and those inside as well like those of the Red Light District and of course the environment. Chiyoko never thought the real world was that dangerous outside of the history of the village facing nature's unbridled fury, being a relatively jaded child. However they allowed her to be here, and Chiyoko does not wish to prove them wrong. The girl just had to suck up the reality and listen. The half-blood tugs her hood over her head reassuringly to herself.
A question that Lady Yanshi asks then hits Chiyoko. Why did she pleaded to try to be a kunoichi of the village? Why did she when she was merely four or five pleaded with servants to ask her caretaker to let her study in the academy. Chiyoko never left the Torano household, no further than a small zen garden and her own room where servants would fulfill her slightest whims. Everything was almost within arm's reach with snap of a finger or the ringing of a bell. There was no need for her to even try to raise a kunai in the name of the Sand, she could just remain a mysterious offspring of two clans at tension and her existence perhaps forever a mystery and nothing but a rumor to those outside her circle of reach, if they did not had her to meet the current teacher in the room. Quietly she takes a deep moment to reflect and think. Why? Chiyoko had a flash memory, a flicker of a moment she recalled at this exact moment. The girl stares at the table, before looking up with as much confidence as she could and raised her hands with a newfound enthusiasm.
"I... I want to learn more about who I really am... Being a ninja means I... I'll have people know I am there for the truth..." Chiyko then puts her hand down slowly, just as her confidence drains into that one soul driven sentence. The hood remains on, and good thing she is at the front or it would be embarrassing for her to let strangers see her flustered face. Whatever she said just now was a reflection of how she feels at the current moment. Chiyoko wanted to know who she really was. The girl recalled back to her conversation with Lady Yanshi. Where were her parents? Who are they? The Aikayume and Byakko had a friction between themselves that is hard to fix, especially now with the Aikayume named Azusa at the seat of the Toraono clan head. The girl does not know the true reason behind the tension, but it seems to be a rivalry akin to cats and dogs, but with ninja tools and chakra arts. For two lovers to spring forth a child, her father must had been a male Byakko while her mother an Aikayume. Neither race had a strong male standing, excluding Lord Kyuji who was Lady Yanshi's husband, taking his role as a representative in the on-going Tea Country competition. What was the man like Chiyoko never really learnt, but she felt rather excited to wonder how the husband of Lady Yanshi would be. They must have been quite compatible if the head had chosen a husband. Chiyoko's thoughts slowly trailed off towards what Kyuji was gonna be like before snapping back to reality.
OOC:
Late but eh. Word Count of 999 Post ... 3? of 5.
'Every person has two masks. The first we show the world, the second our closest family and friends, and our face to ourselves.' Chiyoko recited in her head. Chiyoko understood the phrase fundamentally. It meant that a person's identity depends from person to person, how the social circle affects their attitude. Maybe to those outside her immediate family, Lady Yanshi was a strong figure as of expected of the head of the prominent bloodline. However maybe to her children she was a lax and caring person, as she sees right now. Perhaps it is just another expression on the first mask and that Chiyoko was seeing Lady Yanshi's teacher mask. Regardless of the mask Lady Yanshi possibly wears, there was a consistency. It was a fixed nature of Lady Yanshi Chiyoko had noticed. Lady Yanshi to Chiyoko was a very straightforward person, contrary to whoever wrote the letter that requested she visit the Byakko family head herself. When Chiyoko first met Lady Yanshi she expected someone who would treat her more sweetly, like an actual mother. Instead she got the hard stance with straight to the point questioning. The girl was not sure. Even she herself has her own mask, being of those seperate bloodlines.
To Chiyoko for now, the concern was the present. The girl listens to Lady Yanshi thank everyone for arriving and continued with the current situation of the village, and many questions hit Chiyoko at once. Why has there not been action to control the Red Light District more strictly or perhaps there was action but not enough to provide a shift in results. Was it that big a problem, or was the child undermining its severity and doubting the head of the Byakko. There was the over looming threat of those outside with shinobi from other countries outside the villages of the Four Kages, and those inside as well like those of the Red Light District and of course the environment. Chiyoko never thought the real world was that dangerous outside of the history of the village facing nature's unbridled fury, being a relatively jaded child. However they allowed her to be here, and Chiyoko does not wish to prove them wrong. The girl just had to suck up the reality and listen. The half-blood tugs her hood over her head reassuringly to herself.
A question that Lady Yanshi asks then hits Chiyoko. Why did she pleaded to try to be a kunoichi of the village? Why did she when she was merely four or five pleaded with servants to ask her caretaker to let her study in the academy. Chiyoko never left the Torano household, no further than a small zen garden and her own room where servants would fulfill her slightest whims. Everything was almost within arm's reach with snap of a finger or the ringing of a bell. There was no need for her to even try to raise a kunai in the name of the Sand, she could just remain a mysterious offspring of two clans at tension and her existence perhaps forever a mystery and nothing but a rumor to those outside her circle of reach, if they did not had her to meet the current teacher in the room. Quietly she takes a deep moment to reflect and think. Why? Chiyoko had a flash memory, a flicker of a moment she recalled at this exact moment. The girl stares at the table, before looking up with as much confidence as she could and raised her hands with a newfound enthusiasm.
"I... I want to learn more about who I really am... Being a ninja means I... I'll have people know I am there for the truth..." Chiyko then puts her hand down slowly, just as her confidence drains into that one soul driven sentence. The hood remains on, and good thing she is at the front or it would be embarrassing for her to let strangers see her flustered face. Whatever she said just now was a reflection of how she feels at the current moment. Chiyoko wanted to know who she really was. The girl recalled back to her conversation with Lady Yanshi. Where were her parents? Who are they? The Aikayume and Byakko had a friction between themselves that is hard to fix, especially now with the Aikayume named Azusa at the seat of the Toraono clan head. The girl does not know the true reason behind the tension, but it seems to be a rivalry akin to cats and dogs, but with ninja tools and chakra arts. For two lovers to spring forth a child, her father must had been a male Byakko while her mother an Aikayume. Neither race had a strong male standing, excluding Lord Kyuji who was Lady Yanshi's husband, taking his role as a representative in the on-going Tea Country competition. What was the man like Chiyoko never really learnt, but she felt rather excited to wonder how the husband of Lady Yanshi would be. They must have been quite compatible if the head had chosen a husband. Chiyoko's thoughts slowly trailed off towards what Kyuji was gonna be like before snapping back to reality.
OOC:
Late but eh. Word Count of 999 Post ... 3? of 5.
As they finished, a memory from someone afar would go into the leader of the Byakko Clan's mind showing a gruesome sight of a cat hanging from a hook and a message misspelled that stated that someone was coming for the one that shared the message. The link between the tutor's mind and the other individual's would seem to disconnect after that image as she looked over to the cat in the classroom and pondered if this feline had been a witness to that sight or not since it was highly likely that the one that had been controlling the feline had been the one who shared the image. It was quite possible, but without any concrete evidence, it was simply a theory and one that Lady Yanshi was not going to investigate until after this tutoring session.
