Kagura turned to listen to the specter and his strange voice. He wished to inform her of what was occurring in the room and that things might have been escalated since Hoshikata 'escaped' his binds. She was ready like always; her only priority being that the Raikage live, no matter who else died.
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The raikage spoke...
He preached about the all too well known attribute of human beings. Our ability to make mistakes even when we believed it to be the right course of action. However, his words were not directed at me. In fact none of this was, as previously stated. The lecture continued in his calculated tone until it reached a point where I believe Shin misinterpreted Ayumu's words. My expression grew visibly tense, and my hands which hand remained on the table clenched into fists. He did all this, and now the Raikage believed it to be a good course of action for him to join the ranks? No. I had half a mind to stand and just leave right then. I assumed I would be able to after being vindicated. But there was more to be said. If the topic didn't shift off this love shit, I would take my leave.
Haruka naturally took offense to the lecture, and Hoshikata responded in a way that even took me off guard. He was soon free of his bind and beside her, telling her whatever was needed to calm her down. He then proceeded to agree with my previous thoughts about what this... well whatever this was, (interrogation I suppose) was meant to be. After doing so, he continued to information the leadership of what they wanted to know, cooperating fully. My eyes only remained forward, my thoughts stirring with hatred at the wall in front of me. "I wonder if they even sent anyone after me. I mean they wouldn't have been able to figure it out but still..." I thought, looking up to the lights above. My eyes closed with a deep breath. The conversations continued.
One of the ANBU whispered into Ayumu's ear, something I could not hear. Hikari then went onto to try and get back on topic, which I appreciated. However, I couldn't help but smile at this. "Ever the professional." I said to myself. I questioned if any of her old self remained. Duty changed a person. She now had to worry about the many rather than just herself. Did that change her ideals? Her visions of the future? "Did you change, my old friend?" I pondered. If forced to answer, I would have said yes, but I didn't want to assume and give up hope of mending a friendship. Hope. How human of me...
Nevermind it all.
Thankfully Ayumu moved to correct the Raikage on his assumption of words, and that put me at ease. He, like the main branch sennin, wanted to get back to the real issue at hand. And apparently that meant asking my opinion of what might be the proper response to what he had done. It was a good thing I had been paying attention. I took a deep breath and voiced my concerns in a low tone, my eyes not moving from a small smudge on the wall across from me.
"What is just?" I asked aloud. "If we follow the law, conspiracy against the state is a tertiary offense and there are only two punishments that fit this crime and would be decided through the Raikage himself."
"However I do not feel those are just." I continued, my eyes turning to Hayata Shin. "It has been about one year that I have been missing. No doubt labeled a rogue and the rumors of my betrayal have passed through the ranks and the city. I have lost a year of my life. My reputation, no matter what you might say, is tarnished. Grief for my family and friends." I said with a pause. "It would not be just to follow the letter of the law."
"You ask me what is just. Justice is punishment. Punishment for a crime in which someone's very likely-hood was taken away from his. His free will." Pause. "I would not be so cruel as to ask the same done to him. Instead I ask only this. Take the dullest kunai you have, and remove any chance he has of bearing children in his life." I concluded with very obvious malice in my voice.
Castration. Perhaps a bit extreme, but all the anger I had within me came boiling upwards and it was the worst thing I could imagine having done to him. Maybe there was an alternative, but that alternative would have to present itself by some other means.
I took a breath and let it out, looking to my hands. I was calm once again. No clinching or tension, just contentment. I had said what needed to be said.