A meeting of the past, when the Akatsuki mingle. [Toushirou only]

She sat on a boulder, deep in the village, so deep that she was a few minutes from any house. Her figure was slightly crouched down, her visible eye watched the ground below her like she was getting ready to pounce a prey. But nothing like that was being planned, as she had now sat there for 2 hours without moving. 2 hours of feeling the raindrops slowly make her light brown hair damp, before it got soaking wet against her back and face. Rain, rain, rain...nothing else was there really to this village than rain. Drip drop...drip drop.. To her, the voice that came from her lips sounded strange. She was used to staying silent for a long time, but something told her that was about to change now. It was 1 month since she had turned 18. She had celebrated that by buying herself a small cake, but only ended up staring down at it for hours before throwing it away. How could she celebrate anything when she didn't have anything to feel happy about? The girl cringed at the thought of that day, so she pushed it out of the way and started thinking about what had happened just a week ago. When she had met that cloaked figure, when she had agreed to become one of the Akatsuki. Never in her life had Yoshiko Tomoko thought she'd ever join an orginization, but she was proved very wrong.

She drew her legs up to her chest, hugging them to her while keep staring with an empty gaze to the ground. She had her katana also in her arms, as she had been trying to look for any answers available. For the first hour, she had stared at the black blade while trying to see if she would get any hint about if her path was the right one. Yoshiko had been somewhat expecting some sort of a miracle, that her father would speak out to her or that something great would happen. But nothing did. Everything stayed the same. She was still alone. There was no one there for her, no one that could scold her gently if she did the wrong thing. And no one had been there for years to give her the least of affection. Was there any wonder she was growing out to be a rather cold, silent young woman? She had stopped taking pleasures from small things like good food, good weather. She had been avoiding other's company for quite some time, her only ever communications were when she was getting food or when she was fighting.

Yoshiko licked her lips, before starting to whistle a low tune. She remembered hearing her mother sing it for her little brother when she was getting him to sleep. The only one that can hear me are the birds.. the squirrels... and yet they fear me also. I know there are animals around me all hiding, all watching me as they are trying to decide if I'm dangerous. I want to yell out that I am, I'm becoming something that no parent would be proud of. Her father had told her that weapons shouldn't be used to kill people with, but to protect them. She had been supposed to use her powers to protect the ones she loved, and not make people cry or bleed. There is just one thing wrong about that, father... how can I protect someone when I have no one. She had noticed this morning as she was passing a store, seeing her face reflected. Her visible, purplish colored eye was slowly starting to change somehow. At first Yoshiko hadn't been able to figure out just what it was that seemed to be different than to the others around her, until she realized. She didn't have that glint of "life" in there. When looking into her eye, it was as if someone was just looking at someone that was already dead.

While letting out a soft sigh, the Tomoko girl stretched her body and sat now upright while resting her katana across her thighs. It was around midday, so the rain wasn't really that cold. It felt kind of pleasant to feel it run over her skin, being able to imagine it was washing away all the blood that stained her hands. She lifted her katana slightly into the sky, before turning it so that the tip of the blade was pointed upwards. Holding her other hand next to the katana, Yoshiko looked over at it and then started to concentrate. It wasn't long, not even full 2 minutes, before the icy blue chakra started to form in her empty hand. The chakra started to get a bigger form as it stretched up into the air while starting to take the form of a similar katana as the one in her other hand. However, as soon as the form was starting to be taken it was as if the chakra had been replaced by ice. The weapon kept growing, being the exact mirroring image of her real weapon as she held them both now to the sky. Her ice-katana wasn't affected the least by the rain, as naturally it was of much greater essence than any normal ice. This was what she was living for, to keep up this ability. She knew she was the last one, the last Tomoko. Unless .. my sister.. She shook her head, knew she shouldn't be clinging to such an old dream. Squeezing her fist together while canceling her work, she let the ice-katana shatter. The small fragments fell beautifully to the ground in front of her, some of them reflecting her face that kept staring with the same indifferent expression ahead of her. She needed something to do, something to happen. And she was hoping that today was a day of something... exciting to occur.

Gradually losing Intrest in the constant rain the carnivorous venus-flytrap like creature sighed in agony he was hungry once again. Hungering not for meat but to someone he would be able to talk to, he was constantly being depressed by his other self`s restless comment`s about how much he wanted this and that, for an example sometimes in rare cases Soren actually wished that he would be a human being, envying those that could walk the streets withouth a worry in their minds. It deeply bothered him that for some reason it was only his other self that felt that way, himself he had no desire to be human like, weak, pathetic, fragile and most of all ARROGANT, i mean just because they inhabit the worlds four corners does not mean they own everything that their Greedy little eyes can set on.

His home had been crushed by the Greed of Men, the eternal agony that tormented him after that moment, swearing to claim the lands long lost to the Human expansion. Everything he had hold dear back then was gone, for what? a filthy farm meant only to serve the human population? enough had been enough... he did not seek revenge within the humans, he was searching for justice, the very justice he could find within akatsuki.

He was in a garden outside of Amegakure, he really liked the rain, it was refreshing its just that when the rain gets in your body you start to feel heavy and full, it slowed down his movement`s slightly, he attached both of his legs into the ground soon becoming one mass with the earth itself, letting his roots spread the water along the root system that he traveled along, it released some of his dull body and he was able to think crystal clear again, he had forgot to shut whatever made him absorb all that water, normally it did it by itself but in occasions he would forget all about it... he washed away the thoughts earlier...

Slowly Soren started to mingle into the ground with an eerie sound that sounded like something would creep against the earth itself and make his nest there in the mud and the silence after that was perfect. There was someone in particular that he wanted to meet, she was quite nearby too, if there was a smallest reason of doubt or reason for Soren to question Riku`s capability to lead Akatsuki then he would test it, and by test it he meant on "that" girl.
He was thinking about how he would do it seeing as he was no good at fighting. Well he would figure it out soon enough, through all this time, his other self had been busy explaining the wonders of the nature itself not that he really had been listening to it at all. His other self seemed to have ignored him either way until they moved underground, he simply moved towards his target, knowing what his other self was doing he was not asking questions...

Soon his head popped out from a wall masking his chakra, and even his face to match the concrete wall`s colors, you could never be too careful when approaching someone, it had clearly become a habit by now, he would never simply storm a place withouth getting the feeling around him and taking a look, unless he was ordered to off course. And there she was all wet, he coult tell by reading her lips that she was talking to herself occasionally he could also tell what she was speaking about as long as he had a clear view, he could never have heard what she said from that distance, but luckily there was no one else around, which meant green light for his approach.

He could also easily tell that no one was really nearby the corner stalking at the woman, the closest person outside was an 62 year old human, male sucking on his dirty cigarr in shelter from the rain minding his own business, about half a kilometer to the south-west, everyone else who was closer than that where either inside or dead... besides himself that is.

The streets had been oddly quiet the whole morning only to get a bit busy in around lunch time, He himself had been busy all morning trying to catch some good ol breakfast, the graveyard was a perfect place for a snack... nobody would see a diffrence let alone miss a few limbs... or corpses... anyway the point was, this place was pretty much dead and that he could approach her, the question was would she freak out like the rest of them? lets figure it out his other self said almost whispering while giving a low chuckle, he had a point there was no sense in staring and stalking at the girl anymore it was not like Soren felt anything for the human females, they where just a piece of meat like the rest of them. All trough he had to ask what those extra juicy pieces of meat that he only could find on the female counterparts where for? he was sure they where not meant for his own delight, that was something both of him could not differ in opinion. Just as Soren thought he was done and would approach the girl, he could feel a pulse of chakra coursing trough the woman`s veins icy cold, he could not quite describe the sensation or the feeling but it sure as hell made him alerted, he for a moment thought that the woman had sensed him but that would have been nearly impossible, he figured she was so deep in her thought`s that she would have missed him even if he would not have cloaked himself and stayed silent, like the trees around them.

The entire process before him folded into a katan made of ice? and it seemed to have grown exponentially since she former it in her hand, much like her katana on her other hand. Yet it was made out of pure chakra, that seemed too compressed to be normal ice. He was starting to see why Riku had chosen this woman in the first place, but still she was young, and probably unexperienced, would she be capable of fighting lets see a tailed beast or a Jounin? her skills would determinate that factor withouth futher ado, Soren decided to move on, quickly pulling his face back into the concrete wall.

Lonely are we? A lower toned voice echoed what seemed trough the ground into her ears, a few seconds later, a dark figure rose from the earth itself, clearly showing his Akatsuki cloak fluttering about in the gentle breeze that flowed across the field around them, the extensions slowly opening as a lightning flashing the sky brightly for a brief moment showing his true colors, two yellow eyes kept staring at her both diffrent in form from one another. His feet where not in sight yet they where only merged into the ground like one single mass from where it had come from to begin with. From within the cracks of the extensions he observed her reaction not opening them fully just in case the woman would freak out... A careful approach was always a good approach.

Her eye went to the ground as soon as Yoshiko noticed something happening. Something weird happening. Was there someone that had been spying on her? She scowled, slowly standing up while watching Soren emerge from the ground. This outfit... So, an Akatsuki member was here to meet her? Was there any real reason for that? There was a calm over her, Yoshiko was not one that would act out of impulse or a sudden desire. But the gaze in her single purple eye that was fixed on Soren, was just as cold as her ice-weapon had been. "How long have you been watching me? And what is your purpose here?" Placing the tip of her katana on the surface of the rock she was standing on, she slowly leaned against it while watching Soren. What is he? And was I truly this lost in my own thoughts so I didn't notice him, or is he just that good? It was very uncomfortable knowing that someone could have seen her secret, cursed, blood at work. The one thing her mother had always told her repeadetly was to never show anyone what she was capable of. It had been inevidable with the Akatsuki leader, but this? This had just been some reckless action. She wasn't allowed to kill him, at least not for now.

Jumping off the rock, she landed without making a sound on the ground below, as she raised the long and black bladed katana until it was resting it's blade against her shoulder. Even if they were on the same team, at least technically, then that didn't mean she had to trust him. In fact, she didn't trust anyone. Her pale face had an indifferent look on it as she looked Soren over, but in her gaze she had waryness along with caution. This was certainly a handy ability he had there. She sort of had no question about his purpose at the Akatsuki. The spy.. I'd bet my healthy eye on it. Her slender form shifted slightly as she waited for him to answer. Her voice had been cut short, and yet it was very soft. Even slightly low, as she wasn't that used to talk on a "normal" level with anyone.

Soren fixated his eyes to stare at the girl before him, he tilted his head slightly when he realized that she was not going to freak out like the rest of them, it had been an advantage to him that he had noticed her well before he had made his precence clear to her altrough he had to think twice he had just seen her ability not many people have done that and survived he would have to be careful, he knew that most members of the organization wanted to keep their abilities for themselfs, it was just a coincidence that he had managed to see and even record her ability...

Maybe she was more capable warrior than what her looks could hint on, her bloodline was more than enough to make him understand that, plus he was in the akatsuki Lets see... long enough to see you- talk for yourself he changed his tone of speaking in mid sentence, the first one sounded carefree and a bit more high pitched while the second one more low toned and calm, intelligent, and freaky. He had a vague memory about riku offering employing spots in their organization he would have to go straight forward to the point this girl seemed like the type who would hate to wait for an answer or avoid her questioning...

All trough Soren had to admit that it had been his thing to do from the start to ask questions since he was a much older Akatsuki member and she was just a green horn until proven otherwise, he would show no respect until he would gain her respect for serving the greater purpose... Yoshiko Tomoko i assume? we came here to figure out if you truly are Akatsuki material.... as he spoke he stood out more from the ground making one leg appear and solidify from the ground, his extesions opened up slightly more revealing his green hair and his white and black colored skin as well as his whole plan`t like appearence... Your thinking what is our purpose in the akatsuki right? im sure you can figure it out just by looking at us... he chukled a bit while his other self sighed No need to make it anymore clearer than that... Its all right shes on our side... right? don`t assume everything just by her looks... she might be one of us now but that does not mean we should trust her... he was pretty sure that she thought the same about him, his looks where never something that people found trustworthy, not that Yoshiko seemed to trust anyone... at least that was what he could tell just by looking at her eyes... because it reminded out of himself .... Soren kiyomeru he said revealing his own name to her altrough there was little if any trust between them you had to start from somewhere, team work was an essential key component to the akatsuki, and trust was the key word. Even if Soren worked "alone" in the background there was bound to be situations where they should trust each other...

From within his extensions Soren pulled up a hand and made a whole set of handseals that took over a minute to complete, normally this jutsu was used to fill up some openings in the sealing jutsu, but it would have to work a little diffrently at this time. It was clearly not meant in open combat, since the handseals took a lot of time to complete "Kyoumen Shuuja no Jutsu" he said as he had performed the jutsu, putting in a lot of chakra in the jutsu while keeping his eyes fixated at Yoshiko at all times. At first it appeared as nothing happened after he had completed the jutsu, but around 10 seconds later something moldy emerged from the ground about 10 feet behind Yoshiko, the creature seemed at first to be a clay doll of sorts but once it emerged from the ground it started shaping itself to look like someone Yoshiko had know for too long, it was a perfect mirrored real image of herself, the only diffrence was that it seemed to show no emotion, only a pair of cold empty eyes that could not be read even more than her own... the doppelganger held the same attire like she did, same body structure... and most of all the same weapons like she did, her chakra even felt the same as Yoshiko`s own...

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It didn't amuse her the least to know that he had been watching her, listening to her, when she was at a vulnerable state and thought she was alone. His voice, or voices, made her look at him more intensely as she wondered how something like him was a ninja. He is 2 persons? Or is this just some sort of an ability. Surely she had seen her share of bizarre beings through the years of traveling and training, but she couldn't really be blamed for wondering what the heck it was that was standing in front of her now. A curt nod of her head confirmed that she was indeed Yoshiko Tomoko, but her purple eye got a slightly hard look to it as he kept talking. "What is there to confirm here? I have already pledged my loyalty to the leader, he has confirmed my powers himself." So she was probably right about thinking he was the spy. But, was it usual for him to argue like this to himself? Her visible eye ran over his more revealed form, but nothing could be read from her expression. Soren Kiyomeru, I will be sure to remember that. Knowing a name always proved helpful, and especially when it came down to having to look for information about a certain enemy.

The Tomoko girl drew slightly back as Soren started to form the handseals. In her mind, she wondered if he was going to attack and she wondered also just what to expect from his attacks. But on the outside, the deadly calm remained over her face as her right hand twitched slightly, every muscle in it ready for when she would use her katana in one of her deadly dances against an opponent. But to her slight surprise, then Soren didn't attack, but instead something started forming from the ground. Something that made Yoshiko not help but have to stare at it, as she saw her own image rise from the ground in the form of a some sort of a doll. Looking over the creature's creating, she felt a slight irritation start inside of her. "Does the leader know of this?" By -this-, she assumed he would be able to gather that she meant their whole meeting along with this "testing" of his. It never made her feel good when she had to fight pointless fights. She hated them. And to fight against something that looked just like her.... even if she refused to word it out.. then it made her feel rather angry.

So a person was now here in this area that had managed to make Yoshiko of the ice-weapon specialists clan angry. He deserves a praise for that. "I have no intention of playing any games here." Her low voice had a hint of a growl to it, but she didn't do anything, didn't move. Her eye moved from the doll and over to Soren, where it stared hard at him.

It was as soren had expected, it was not that this girl was scared when she saw herself appear from the mud like that, it was probably something else he could not figure out just by looking at her, but he could easily tell she was annoyed, angry even, while he talked his mouth did not move exept when his carefree side spoke. He was unmoved by her words, loyality? she actually said she was loyal to riku, what a joke, he would not belive it before he saw it with his own yellow orb like eyes... .... what is there to confirm? is it not obvious? besides... you should concider it as a gift rather than a nuicance, after all you showed me your technique, it would only be fair.... for me to pay your kindness back.... a small smile crossed his lips it was not the smile you wanted to see in a happy event, it was the kind of smile some people see before they die or worse... some drool could clearly be seen dropping inside the extensions, altrough it was hard to tell due to the rain pouring down everywhere, his white razor sharp teeth could clearly be seen as he started to slowly embrance into the earthly void he had come from, Soren was not the easiest member to work with, that riku knew he was one of those few who truly understood him and his ideals, he was the only human he had ever learned to trust, and he respected him as if he was a true member of his clan... he heard her growl, it amused him that he had been able to make the tomoko girl angry so easily altrough he had to hand it to her she hided her feelings well...

He did not bother to answer her question about the leader, she knew the answer to it, better than she thought herself, his smile parted ways with the ground as the last thing she could see was his head and the extensions closing around him she heard a last few words a bit futher away, it Turned out Soren had moved place and he stood out from a tree about 30 feet above her diagonally, the doppelganger he had created had hardly moved an inch since it had been created, it did hardly even look alive due to the fact that it was not breathing, yet everything else stood out, it seemed to follow her every movement, just to be careful Soren created a clone of himself so that he could easily switch places if he so desired. He hided the clone from the woman`s view. It was not like he trusted her and by the look of her eyes she was not going to be an easy target. Say that to the girl behind ya Soren`s easygoing side said with his usual cold facial expression.

Withouth a moment`s notice the doppelganger used the exact same speed and power as Yoshi wielded and pulled out its edged weapon, it quickly withouth a single flaw in its movement, stood behind her and held the sharp weapon against her neck sending a clear cut towards her, Soren wondered how long it would take for this tomoko girl to realize how his technique worked... it won`t be easy though... shes gonna have a tough time fighting herself... it was one brilliant technique, not only did it allow him to stall some time but also to figure out his enemies fighting style and weakness well most of the time when they did not die... which by the way happened a lot.

So this was his way of "connecting" with her? To show a skill of his own when he had seen hers? But it wasn't that simple, her secret was one that many would kill for. It was the secret that had gotten her family killed. Her eye didn't move to follow his location, but every sense and fibre in her body was sure about where he was. Her body seemed completely relaxed, but every muscle and nerve were stiff and ready. As expected, the doppelganger moved and was behind her. A very nice attack indeed, but not good enough. Yoshiko moved with the grace and agility of a cat as she moved forward, doing a front flip and kicking up the blade of the doppelganger. She landed crouching, and swept her feet at her doppelganger's feet while grabbing from the small bag on her hip a kunai. Not waiting in the same spot, she jumped back, as she knew that if that doppelganger did have her same abilities then that leg sweeping had at most only made it jump a few centimeters to the side. This process of movements had taken about 2 seconds to perform, as she was now in front of the doppelganger, her stance slightly crouching as she put the kunai in her mouth before drawing her long and black bladed katana.

She moved like a dancer, each movement carefully thought out and also graceful. "Does this... -thing- really do the job of satisfying your curiosity about people?" Her voice was low but loud enough to reach Soren. It was truly rude in her opinion to be put in this situation, and very bothersome. This had supposed to be a calm day. Waiting on the next move of her doppelganger, Yoshiko studied it quickly. Sure it was just like her, the same face and body, same clothes, same katana. It was just like looking into a mirror. But that thing there did not have the real life experience from fighting, even if it managed to copy her moves. She would have to pull something new out, strengthen herself up. But for now she would not make the first move, it wasn't enjoyable to fight while being watched. As Yoshiko was also studying the doppelganger then her gaze ran over to where Soren was. It was very clear that he would have to be on the lookout, as she had no intention of forgiving him. "If this.. game of yours will entertain you... enough, then I would like to ask you.. not to talk about my abilities...with anyone." She couldn't of course -make- him honor that, or well... she could always try. But she didn't like the thought of a possible conflict in Akatsuki.

Now the question was, would she be encountering often this same thing? That was, the hostility or curiosity of the other members. She knew very well that she was probably youngest and also a female. From what she had gathered she might be the only female of Akatsuki, and that didn't make it any better for her. There were too many males out there which still thought that women were best kept in the kitchen and not on the battlefield. But Yoshiko was more than ready to prove to anyone that wished to test it out, that she was very much skillful enough for her position.

For a moment soren felt some regression in his inability to hold out his distrust, not just against the tomoko girl, but to all humans. Curiosity often kills the cat?.... .... .... im only gathering information, to our organization you can never be too careful.... many have betrayed, few have lived.... he got quiet for a while after speaking in that harsh cold tone, he had expected more of her, The doppelganger got its blade kicked from its hand, it did not waste a second but seemed to react to her movement, it moved quickly to her left side opposite from its katana. It seemed to pull its arm in a flawless motion where it had held its Katana before, it held an almost invisible string attached to the blade that the tomoko girl had kicked off its hand.

In a quick motion the black blade was pulled towards the doppelganger leaving the tomoko girl in the crossfire as the blade flew towards her from behind. Due to the master`s choice in choosing you, i will give you a hint...don`t worry im recording as we speak for everyone i wish to see... he joked off course, not that he was recording but that he would share it with everyone he so desired, yet the joke was as straight forward as it could sound not hesitating to annoy the girl, the conversation would leave some gasps in her probably, the black blade had caused a small cut along her waist, t dripped of small amount`s of blood.

He continued Its doing its job.... the very job that YOU are going to have if you live to tell about it that is... the hint... its constantly learning.... both from the past and precent time, don`t take too long in trying to fight it.... the longer the fight streches the higher the chances are that you will die by it... Unless she has a ace in her sleeve... It was a lie that the doppelgager would grow stronger, while it was herself who would eventually grow more tired as the battle progressed...

He thought about Riku´s words, "don`t be too rough" he had said or something alike, he would stop the fight if by some chance she would lower her guard. So far he had expected more of her, but he knew she where still hiding her true abilities... something he was unsure if he even wanted to find out in this moment You humans are all the same.... proud and greedy you dwell in the heavens while in truth you dwell in the deepest and darkest corners of hell, awaiting for salvation, you think so highly of yourself it sickens me.... in truth you are all lost in the darkness of your heart, your eyes tells me a lot of things.... they look a lot what mine used to... before i saw the judgement that this very organization offers the world.... You are but a single life form before the countless of generations ahead of us, a never ending cycle of hatred. Do you hate me? he said in a almost lifeless tone... he tilted his head as the doppelganger grabbed the blade and tossed a smoke bomb into the ground while pulling out several kunai`s attached with explosive tags, it jumped above her and sent them down around her, half a second later the tags exploded in unision, exactly as a lightning crossed the sky, nobody heard the explosion due to the thunder.... it had started to pour harder.

The air was calm and no wind blew making it a bit harder to see, but the doppelganger was not the least affected by the rain or the smoke as if it knew exatcly where she was..

The movement hadn't gone by her, and she was turned, her own blade dragging alongside the other's. It didn't stop the doppelganger's blade to make a small cut though. Interesting... Her expression didn't change the least as she listened to Soren's words while measuring up her opponent. She didn't react to his words, nor did she show her distrust outwards. But a small glance in his direction, her gaze as cold as the metal of the blade in her hand, showed that she didn't appreciate his comment the least about the recording. Her visible eye had the look of a wolf that was gazing down it's prey, and yet it was so calm that she seemed to not even have cared much. But the killing intent kept rising. Of course if she would be left to battle herself for too long, then she would get tired. She had a great deal of stamina and also a good amount of chakra, but she would not be counting on that. This wasn't one of those fights where you chose not to show what you were made of, but rather she had to take into account that this man... or thing.. was truly there for their leader to test her. He had already seen a bit of her power, the forbidden power, so now she had to make up her mind wether she wanted to take too long and get tired or get this over with. For even if this doppelganger was her mirror image, then Yoshiko knew that there was no way it could withstand the cursed blood as long as she did.

Yoshiko didn't look his way, but she heard him. Wondered about what he said. "I don't hate.... you. And even if I might be proud... and greedy.. then I at least know that is what makes me..human." A simple answer from her, like always. She didn't understand why she should hate someone which she had only met. The doppelganger jumped up, throwing a smoke bomb which was followed by a few exploding tags. As the explosion went off, Yoshiko nimbly jumped to the sides and avoided injuries, as her hands moved at a lightning speed. There was water all around, making it much easier for her to work. "Ice Frenzy." A short gasp escaped her as her chakra got a boost, before she secured the katana on her back and charged towards the doppelganger in a matter of a second. The smoke was quick in going away because of the rain, and she had also a good idea to where that .. thing was. In her hands formed kunais which she threw towards the doppelganger, the kunais didn't stop though as she summoned forth 12 of them and threw constantly before she was now upon her doppelganger. In her right hand there formed a 45 cm Jutte weapon which was thrust out towards the katana of the doppelganger where it aimed to trap the blade with the tine of the jutte. In her left hand formed a long chain which flew towards the doppelganger's other hand, the attempt to trap it's wrist with the chain. "You... don't hold the true origin of the .. blood that is in my veins."

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Soren listened to the girl for a brief moment when she told him she did not hate him he kept staring at her when she told him that she just might be proud and greedy that is what makes her human. Yes and that was his point to begin with, however she felt somehow diffrent? Soren decided to move along, however she did not seem to get it...

As if reacting by reflex the doppelganger formed similiar kunais in its hands and tossed them towards Yoshiko while still being in mid air the kunai`s took out each other, the doppelganger did not allow a single kunai to wound it, at similiar speeds as she did, in her left arm the doppelganger formed a similiar Jutte weapon the only diffrence was that the weapon was attached by a chain and as the Doppelganger was done in forming the weapon in its arm it tossed the black blade past the tomoko girl by a few inches of touching her head, it cut a few straws of her hair it hit the ground with the string still attached to it, the doppelganger then grabbed the chain and tossed it towards the Tomoko girls Jutte rotating a few times around it before she got too close to the doppelganger, the doppelganger pulled her weapon from her arm by pulling the chain that had rotated around her blade, at the same time the doppelganger concetraited chakra into the string that was attached to the black blade now stuck in the ground, the doppelganger made sure to start to rotate the chakra in the string, the doppelganger fell past her towards the ground, the string forming a deadly trap cutting skin and bone like a knife cutting melted butter...

don`t make half assed assumptions unless you are sure....

So the doppelganger didn't do -all- things like Yoshiko did them? That was good to know now. "Ice..Shield." The rain which fell around her in the air was perfect for this fight, as the shield started forming rapidly, a loud and uncomfortable sound echoing through the air as the chain came into contact with the hardened ice. The chain stopped, naturally, and Yoshiko landed with a soft thud on the ground before allowing the shield to break as she was out of the reach of the chain now. "I am.. always sure.... Double Sword technique." In her hands formed two big swords, around 1 and half meter each, as Yoshiko stood still and awaited to see what her doppelganger would do now. Clearly it didn't work to just charge ahead, but she was curious to see what the other would be able to pull out. She hadn't lost a bit of her confidence, she didn't question her cursed blood the least. Until this day she had managed to keep herself alive through all sorts of hardship, and she was not going to be beaten down by a fake double of herself. That was for sure.

As the rain was pouring down, and all the environment was wet and good, then Yoshiko wasn't having much troubles with using her techniques. Every time she did so, a good deal of water from the air around her or on the ground seemed to simply disappear. She was a bit annoyed though, as this was nothing but a silly game that was being played. A game with her own life, which she wasn't appreciating the least bit. I still lack experience, but that means that if this doppelganger is exactly like me then it should also lack the things I lack and have the same limits as I do. She had now forgotten about Soren's presence, her whole attention fixated upon the doppelganger as she felt like there was a small detail she was missing. There seemed to be a some sort of a solution, that was just outside of her grasp.

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