Apparently, if you speak too often of a person who lives with you and interacts with you daily, it means that you have certain feelings for said person. Because of such delusions, I will no longer mention such a person again, because I would like this fact to be clear: I have spent much of my life purging such vulgar desires from my body. If I ever possessed any feelings of admiration or...love...toward anyone, it would have been for Orochimaru-sama, and if any of you take that the wrong way, I will kill you, perverts.
With that said, I trained with the twins yesterday, as planned. The conditions: they could only activate their curse seals to level one, mainly because at my current state, I would not be able to guard myself if they chose to merge with my body. As a result, we practiced our taijutsu and, though they had an extra pair of arms and legs to their advantage, I still easily parried their punches and kicks with Yanagi no Mai.
After about twenty minutes or so of skirting one another, I managed to pin Ukon (who was partially merged with Sakon's right side) under my left foot and stabbed my right ulna into Sakon's abdomen. The match was then declared over, despite the fact Sakon's wound was healed soon after. Because of this, they both were angry at the loss, with Ukon cursing me under his breath and Sakon whining that the match should not have been ended. Ignoring them was easy, and I started to leave the practice grounds when Sakon crossed the line.
"Why do you pretend you're special when Orochimaru-sama can't even use you?! Face it, you're no greater than the rest of us now!"
Before I returned to my room, I left Ukon with the task of keeping his brother alive long enough for his torn throat to heal closed.
Orochimaru-sama, am I truly useless now? I'll do anything, anything for you! Forgive me, please!
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My plant collection is looking very nasty.
Not one of them are pretty! I need to find a flower that won't die, because between the cactus, venus fly trap, random thornbush, and ivy, my room is looking very intimidating.
To all the people, for all the things I should have apologized for: I'm sorry.