Nagato Uzumaki (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
teachingpeace) wrote2013-09-16 01:27 pm
teachingpeace) wrote2013-09-16 01:27 pm
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3 Jutsu: [Action]
[Action: Incredibly early in the morning.]
[It was still dark outside and Nagato already knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. That dream had been... He'd woken up like this more than once since his memories had been interfered with, it's true, but he hadn't remembered why.
He hadn't remembered the dreams. Now, he was somewhat mortified, very confused, and extremely concerned if this was some kind of revenge from his Sensei from beyond the grave. Given the man's later works and his philosophies where women were concerned he wouldn't exactly be surprised but...
But that still didn't make it any less strange, or embarrassing, or confusing, given that he'd never had dreams like this in his life.
Though, to be fair, he hadn't exactly been healthy enough for that to be the case. Not that he realized that this, more than a determined ghost of Jiraiya, was the cause of his disturbance.
No, instead he just dressed, and went hunting outside for somewhere to train to try to get his mind off of it, and to try to... calm his nerves.]
[Action: Later that morning, before noon.]
[Getting his mind off it hadn't worked. No, instead, if anything, he'd picked at his thoughts mercilessly because he'd given himself time to think about it instead of keeping himself occupied with something intellectual.
Not the wisest plan he'd ever had. In the end though, he didn't know what else to do, but he needed to know if this was... incredibly abnormal, and the medics he'd worked with were still back in Ame so...
Clinic.
He'd just... go in there... and apparently stand incredibly awkwardly just inside the doorway trying to decide if he should ask to see someone about... this.
He had no idea why he thought this was a good one.]
[It was still dark outside and Nagato already knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. That dream had been... He'd woken up like this more than once since his memories had been interfered with, it's true, but he hadn't remembered why.
He hadn't remembered the dreams. Now, he was somewhat mortified, very confused, and extremely concerned if this was some kind of revenge from his Sensei from beyond the grave. Given the man's later works and his philosophies where women were concerned he wouldn't exactly be surprised but...
But that still didn't make it any less strange, or embarrassing, or confusing, given that he'd never had dreams like this in his life.
Though, to be fair, he hadn't exactly been healthy enough for that to be the case. Not that he realized that this, more than a determined ghost of Jiraiya, was the cause of his disturbance.
No, instead he just dressed, and went hunting outside for somewhere to train to try to get his mind off of it, and to try to... calm his nerves.]
[Action: Later that morning, before noon.]
[Getting his mind off it hadn't worked. No, instead, if anything, he'd picked at his thoughts mercilessly because he'd given himself time to think about it instead of keeping himself occupied with something intellectual.
Not the wisest plan he'd ever had. In the end though, he didn't know what else to do, but he needed to know if this was... incredibly abnormal, and the medics he'd worked with were still back in Ame so...
Clinic.
He'd just... go in there... and apparently stand incredibly awkwardly just inside the doorway trying to decide if he should ask to see someone about... this.
He had no idea why he thought this was a good one.]
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I should probably set up something similar at some point then,
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[She'll be damned if she's going to lose him again. She refuses to let it happen again. Especially to something easily preventable like damage to his wings.]
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I know. I should have done it already.
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You had other concerns, Nagato. You were getting used to this place and then there was that other false reality…
[Although even as she says that, she’s inwardly berating herself for not doing something herself. It’s her responsibility to protect him, to be a pillar that supports him.]
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That and my trying overly hard to convince myself that... that I'm not like I am.
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[She blinks, not entirely clear whether he's referring to his power or that he technically died, or if it's something else entirely.]
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But... if nothing else, I've realized that I can't go back to that, if I was ever there to begin with.
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[Initially, they'd wanted to learn from Jiraiya so they could protect themselves and each other, but that quickly changed with Yahiko's big dreams. It was easy to get swept up in them. Even Konan couldn't be content with being just a normal shinobi. While she preferred not to lead, she liked to be right in the thick of big things, strategizing and being the close confidante of Yahiko and Nagato.]
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I guess I'm just stuck with being more, mm? I just have to figure out what to do with it then, before I harry myself with the maybes.
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[She's certainly focused her attention on select individuals in that way.]
Perhaps after the treaty has been written, we can talk to Namikaze-san about offering our help as jounin-senseis.
[Assuming he'd accept that and the young Konoha shinobi would have them. Both are very big ifs, but it wasn't entirely out of the question, either.]
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We have talked about getting me students before. Perhaps I simply need to go out and find students, mm?
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[Planning out lessons, gathering the materials necessary...it's something to do while stuck in this enclosure. They can't be constantly plotting their escapes, after all.]
And it's rewarding to know that you're helping someone be better at defending themselves.
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You're right. That would be very nice.
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Now it's simply a matter of finding people that you want to teach.
[For Konan, she hadn't wanted to offer lessons to just anyone, and instead offered lessons to people she felt some sort of connection to.]
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Then clearly I must keep my eyes open to such a thing in the future.
[He didn't want to become what he'd been. Being a god had been hard, had left something empty inside, and he didn't want to return to that.... but that meant he needed to find something else, someone else to turn to inside himself instead. This... was definitely a good option for that.]
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You can start by thinking of what you'd like to teach. Not everyone here is able to mold chakra, so you may want to take that into account.
[The lessons she's imparted so far have been focused on shuriken, traps and strategy.]
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You know better than most that I could teach... many things. Not all are jutsu related.
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[She offers a slight smile. She knows this probably more than anyone at this point. But she also knows that he's inexperienced at dealing with people. His intention is genuine and he's talented, but for the years that she was "god's angel", she was the one who communicated to the people of Ame on his behalf much of the time.
Knowing a lot isn't a guarantee of being able to pass on that knowledge, and while she knows he'll sincerely try and that he has so much to pass on, she doesn't actually know if he'll be a successful teacher or not. Only time will tell.]
I'm just advising you to take a range of skill levels and abilities in mind when you plan your lessons.
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If I need any help at all, then I'll ask you. [And then he smiled at her.]
I know you won't leave me flailing in the dark.
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[The image of Nagato flailing around brings a slight playful smile to her face, but he's right. She wouldn't do that to him.]
You're right. I would offer as much guidance as I could.
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[He ducked his head, then peeked through his hair.]
I'm glad to know you.
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[Although she is getting old enough that she prefers not to think of just how many years ago that was. That sort of thinking led to feeling old, which didn't benefit a shinobi in any way.
She reaches over and gives Nagato's hand a light squeeze.]
I'm glad that we met all those years ago.
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[Even if he was the baby of the group, that had never really stopped him from feeling like they were all growing together. And he honestly didn't think himself old at all.]
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[But also old enough for a shinobi. The average life expectancy for shinobi wasn't very high compared to the civilian population, due to the dangers involved.]
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Young Konan, never let it be said otherwise.
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