Well... After the whole getting randomly kicked off of Sagure even though Amaranth offered to train her, Himitsu was disappointed to say the least. Finally she would be able to become stronger, stronger so that she could protect her city, protect all the people that counted on her. But that chance had been dangled in front of her nose then taken... It just seemed like some sort of sick trick, life, all life really was; life was only cruel game, no matter how much you suffered, no matter how hard you tried, you would always fail. Nothing. No matter what you would always mean nothing in the grade scheme of things. Fate. HA! Fate was a wicked mistress, all the happiness in her life taken from her in one way or another.
Chipping, cracking away bit by bit at the seams. Love, she couldn't remember how to feel it, happiness? She didn't know it. She knew what thankfulness felt like, she knew misery, sadness and depression, hell bent rage and bloodlust. Negative. That's all she knew. She really had nothing to strive for.
In her eyes, she would never be anything.
Worthless, useless compared to the others.
She was just a weak human. A human that knew how to cast magic. A human that knew how to swing a blade, a human that knew where to punch to cause the most damage. A human. Pathetically human. Pathetically weak compared to someone like Alec Kane, compared to Amaranth Kane, compared to Re'yoak. She was so breakable. Honestly it pissed her off, but what could she do? She had been born with these genes, she couldn't change her parents, she knew not how to.
She was sitting in her high backed white chair, boot covered feet crossed and propped up on the large window's seal. She was wearing a long plain white fighting Ao Dai, long sleeves and tight-like black bottoms. Her long nailed fingers where clasped together, backs of her hands covered with the soft fabric of her white tekkou. From her office's window she had been watching the sky, watching the weather change with a scowl on her face. Displeased Himitsu was displeased. She was depressed and seething. Tired of being doomed to fail no matter what. She watched as the sky turned dark from the hurricane over Sagure, the water's surface turning white, as if it was seeming to bubble.
Hmmm. Well. That couldn't be good. A large part of her city's economy came from fishing or other sea-fairing trades. Last thing her city needed was a food and money shortage. She would have gone to investigate... But Amaranth had recently forced her off the island(practically). Going back so soon wasn't an idea she was highly keen on.
The hours slipped by. The ocean had stopped it's strange white appearance, the hurricane had receded fully, and now tourists where flocking back to the island. Now she would go to investigate. If Amaranth killed her for going, then she would simply die. She wasn't a match for the young girl. Not a match at all. She was just strongly curious as to what had caused the weather issue, what had gone wrong with the ocean. Now that it was rainy softly over Shinkai, Himitsu grabbed a thick dark green hooded cloak, whipping the cloak around she put it on, clasping it at the collar and pulling her waterfall of white hair back into a bun before leaving her office.
Down in the elevator, through and out of the lobby, she pulled the large hood up, letting it hide the upper parts of her face, such as her eyes, from an onlooker's view. She repressed her aura, reeling it in until it could just barely be felt by one that could sense energy. Through her city she walked, blending into the crowds of citizens without much worth mention happening. Coming to a fairy boat, she paid her way aboard like any normal person would, and soon she was at the docks on Sagure.
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