The clouds looked really pretty as she sat there taking it all in. She felt better as she was not liking being stuck in that negativity. Thunderclouds reminding her of her parents and what they had told her.
Blue skies were her grandparents presence and the truths they spoke about and how they did not lean into the negative thoughts. It made her wonder what soured her father.
A thought occurred to her as she realized something. Her grandmother had once spoken to her mother about it. A training accident that left him blind in his right eye.
Her father had been ten at the time but it was enough to awaken the darkness within. He started bullying his siblings and even injured his little sister who adored him.
That very sister still refused to talk to them. She last heard she had turned her back on the Ninja life and became a simple baker. Though that very sister had marked her mother when both tempers flared.
The triangle scar on her right cheek was one way of identifying her mother. Her previous thoughts came back.
Reflecting on this made her feel better about herself. She had control over her life even if she didn’t feel it. Her eyes moved across the sky. She was checking on the weather since she knew like emotional issues, the weather was unpredictable. She saw clouds but they were harmless. Kumo was known for its cloudy days. She liked them as much as the rain when it fell.
She played with her hair as she thought about her plan. She wanted to find someone to train her to control her fear of fighting that was obvious. Training her Suiton and Byakugan was also there. Those three things were what she was aiming for. Maybe she could look into medical ninjutsu and Ice release.
She didn’t see herself being adept at those at her current age. It would be better to work on it down the road and get some training as a medical Nin. She could see herself being a Medical Nin as well as. Chunin. She closed her eyes in thought.
Visual info it helped her get clarification on how she could achieve this. She did know of experts in each field and finding the ones in Kumo would be easier. She smiled opening her eyes as she looked back up at the sky.
She continued looking up at the sky as she got her thoughts in check. They were known to overwhelm her with irrational thoughts and fears. She knew what they were and she had help from her grandmother on how to keep them in check. She was lucky they were still alive. Even in retirement the previous Hyuga members were happy to help her.
Her father was now considered useless as the head of the family so her Grandfather took back his role back. It helped her train as well since both were willing and able to go to their limits to get her further in her journey. The mental health was important to her grandmother who taught her to mediate and take walks when needed. Like the one she was taking now.
It was helping her more and more with every passing second. Her grandfather also made sure she was eating properly. It was the very reason they were still around at their ages. They weren’t up there in years but her mother’s family were already long gone due to the unstable way they were raised.
They didn’t act like Ninja, they focused on eliminating their targets. There was a reason her side of the family were considered suicidal or unhinged. She had no idea if that extended to her other family members that were scattered to the wind. If so then it would be interesting to see that in effect.
Mental health it was a big part of every life. Life was harsh when you lived in the world of fighting and death. It made sense that some would be prone to revenge and the case for the other side of the coin.
A memory flickers in her mind as she sat on the bench. Lavender eyes cast up on the sky as she pondered the options she had laid out before her. Kept from her family because they didn’t want her to be better than she was. A sudden anxiety of what would happen when she set out on her quest turned over in her mind. She sat there arms to her sides as the light breeze caressed her cheeks. She had put her hair up and now she realized it was a mistake.
That made the task of putting her hair down simple. A quick removal of her ponytail holder and her ears and face had protection from the bitter cold. A side effect of her genetic makeup since her mother had often been sick as a child. Kumo could get cold if you weren’t used to it and being from Kiri, her mother was always at odds with the weather. It made sense to her that she would return to her homeland.
Her mother wasn’t well, she had known this. Too many pregnancies back to back had sent her mother into the state she had tried so hard to break away from. If her mother was still alive then she’d be where no one knew her. She considered if her mother had become a wanderer who didn’t want to be found. Or was she that legendary missing Nin that she had heard about?
Each option was as bad as the other in terms of continuing to abandon and abuse her family. She thought about every complaint her mother had ever had. No, her mother wanted to destroy people and not create life. It was possible that her mother had done something to help her gain some control over her immune disorder. Being one with ice as well as water could help but was it enough?
She had no way of knowing but she was far from meeting up with her mother. Training had to be done and she was going to be counted on to look after the Genin along side her superiors. She had time to reflect for now.
Thoughts are a dangerous thing especially when you consider yourself a lesser being. This was Bashira's case and nothing anyone could say would change her mind. She was just a product of The Hyuga heritage and now her father was beating it into her head. She was never going to advance past her placement and that looking after snot nosed kids was her destiny. Her siblings had long proven to the man that reeked of spite and malice that their eldest sister was inferior. At least in his eyes, she had praise from others but names and faces blurred as she wandered aimlessly. Waves and greetings were exchanged with the civilians who actually noticed and paid attention to her. small talk was one of Bashira's favourite things to do and the kids that Kumo had were so curious and actually liked her stories that she made up.
Waving goodbye to the flower shopkeeper had her realize she didn't know what to do now. Sure, she could go home but her father was probably stalking the village looking for any sign of laziness. That meant she had to be on her toes but she also remembered he had brushed her off the previous evening. Something about he didn't want to be bothered with a brat like her. It was nothing new coming from the once proud man who some said struck fear just by looking at them. In fact the man was now so drunk all the time that she knew he barely knew the date or the simplest of things.
Abandonment did that to him. He had her mother wrapped around his little finger and then she was gone. Her mother was never the material type so why did he think she'd stay? She looked up at the sky. A silver lining. she knew the phrase well but did it apply to her? The dark storm clouds surrounding her very existence was suffocating her. Was there a way to push past them and make her life shine as brightly as the spark of hope she held deep inside.
Something caught her attention as it floated on the breeze. She watched as it gracefully fell into her outstretched hand. It was just a petal, the species of flower unknown. Something awoke within her. She took out a book she was reading and gently placed it with her bookmark. She looked back at the sky and decided then and there, that she'd be that petal no that flower that could float or dance among the elements, fire was going to be hard to dance with but she could find ways to dodge it.
Training. She needed to find someone who could help her, maybe not just one person. She had her Hyuga heritage and her father refused to help her. Then there was Suiton, her mothers beloved affinity, that needed a calm and balanced approach. She had her work cut out for her but that was the thing. She was a student of life and she was always going to keep learning. Finding those who had mastered what she had inherited was vital. Bashira now knew her route and it would be one hell of a journey.
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Bashira Hyuga was accident waiting to happen to her parents when they were messing aroung around before they even thought of settling down. She was the reason they got married because her father was of The old fashioned way. By all accounts it would look like Bashira was doomed from the start but that wasn't true. She was actually a welcoming change for her father and although he was busy, it never stopped him from spending as much time as he could with her. Her fatger was tough but fair in his teachings and never sugar coated anything. She was a Hyuga and he was a proud and well known member of The Hyuga branch clan from Kumogakure The seed for being the best she could be was planted and she started on her journey. Training more than playing became the norm for her and it never bothered her. She had a duty to her clan and whining was frowned upon. A willing student he became and nothing would tear her from her place in the world.
But that change came when her siblings and the Heiress came along . Suddenly she didn't know the path she was meant for. She watched as her siblings and The Heiress progressed faster than her and how it pleased her parents. Still she threw herself into her training and reading all she could. If she couldn't be the best in fighting like her sibling and her parents then she'd become the best Medical Nin she could be. So she dedicated to balancing her training between what her father taught her and the teachings of A normal Medical Nin. It has carried on past graduation from the Academy. Her thinking still to be The best she can be and be a beacon to the younger Hyuga. Her family growing past the four of them and then it changed again. The gentle and kind young woman had a life changing event occur to her.
Her mother left her family behind. Just like that her mother abandoned her children. It became her job to care for her younger siblings even as the rumors of potentially losing her mother to the elements.She didn't blame her mother or carry a grudge against her. She had caught rare glimpses of what her father could become and nothing could tell her that her mother wasn't in the right. What her siblings thought mattered so she kept telling them of how she was before the incident. But she feared one or more of them wouldn't believe them so she stayed alert to anything that would tip her off. A reunion with her mother and knowing she was alive are two of her deepest wishes. She continues to be as diligent and a friendly face to the youth of Kumogakure.
Proficiencies
Hyūga Heritage [Dormant] Born to a Branch member and his reluctant wife, Bashira’s life was cemented in the Hyuga way. The mark that was whispered about by her clan found her at age 8 a little later than her family wanted. The Byakugan changed her life and nothing was ever the same again.
Byakugan [Unranked] Because her father was the only one who had the Byakugan, Bashira finds her ability to use it is more of a problem. Being able to see as much as she can makes her uncomfortable because it gives her knowledge that she believes she isn’t worthy of.
Jūken [Apprentice] Before she was even a twinkle in her father's eye, Bashira was destined to become prolific among the Hyuga clan when it came to the Art of Gentle Fist. There was no other life that she could live as the daughter of her father, as it was required of his people. Despite their wishes, she didn't naturally take to it like her mother and father but that hasn't caused her to stop trying. She strives to become better and has learned to take her struggles as lessons, knowing no better way to improve than to understand where she may be failing.
Kyūjutsu [Apprentice] Having her father teaching her sounded good on paper but his knowledge and experience didn’t translate all the way to Bashira. Because of her aversion to combat, the arrows would go in different places and often ended up being too wide to be considered a true shot. However her mother’s affinity with Suiton created a new way of using her bow and arrows. Using small amounts of moisture in the atmosphere she can guide her arrows where she wants or using a bit of her chakra can create arrows made of water that would use the same moisture to land where she wants. However it depends on how much moisture is in the air and how much chakra she has.
Stealth [Apprentice] Because of the blessing of her byakugan Bashira is now granted nearly 360 degrees of view, save for the small blind spot all hyuuga have.
