It was early morning when two anbu guards escorted Yakushi Kabumi from her cell. Of course, in the Torture & Interrogation cells, there's no clock or daylight to tell you what time of day it is. Here, it was as though time did not exist, but rather the imprisonment and torment stretched into a slow, unchecked eternity. But it was early morning
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She only looked up from her hand when they stopped moving her. Kabumi watched them open the double doors, and what she saw did not please her. Lips pressed into a thin line as they shoved her forward, but when she saw Kureno against the far wall she smiled a little at him.
"Hello, Kureno-san," she said, her voice leaking amusement. Her eyes lingered on the flowers in his hand. "For me?"
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"I thought they would suit you," he simply answered, a thumb idly running along one of the stems of the hallucinogen. With his other hand, he made a clear gesture to the circle surrounded by five kanji. "Please have a seat."
It was a polite tone, but also one that allowed no room for arguements. The unspoken "or else" hung like a poised scorpion in the air.
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The first task was to re-trace her memories; heavily influence the part of her mind that recalled the past few days...then weeks...then months... It was like being rocked to sleep in a state that wasn't yet dreaming nor gone; just a secure sense of being.
Like feeling right where you were supposed to be. And wherever that was, was slowly falling into Kureno's control.
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Kabumi moved to pick up a cotton swab, dipping it in rubbing alcohol and running it across the inside of Kimimari's elbow. "I'll take some more blood for testing, and maybe I'll see what the problem is this time."
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Kabumi's voice, her real one that issued forth from her actual mouth and was heard by all, did not echo in the room despite its emptiness. And with the second task completing itself, it gave voice to her thoughts as well. They came out more in a whisper, discerning themselves more from her speech, but they were heard all the same.
The memory still wasn't right however. It wasn't what he needed.
Reaching out with his chakra, Kureno prompted her mind to move again.
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He was huddled pathetically against the wall, and she glanced from the vial to him. She had told him it was poison. Will he believe it's poison? Is he that desperate? He doesn't-- "Unless you'll be taking that?"
A defiant little Hyuuga, she thought as he kicked out at the vial shattering it. He could be interesting. "I'll be back, then. And please, think carefully about my question."
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There was hardly time to react, (move) it all happened so fast and Kureno's mind was still too phazed from bringing himself out of the genjutsu to (Move) think of what he was supposed to do next. (Move!) He watched the guards who had the misfortune of being the closest targets become annihilated in a speed that mocked their position.
The enemy's words drew in his attention, and it was then that Kureno (Move!) began noticing the other details.
A puppet-jutsu user… (MOVE!)
He watched their eyes focus on the prisoner.
They're here for Kabumi...?
Something moved.
(MOVE!!!)And so did he. But not in time ( ... )
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