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Ch 11
Akatenchii hand been working at her wrist for several hours in silence, the only results she had yielded were her hands bleeding, and the tendrils tightening, she sighed in her discontentment. This shit sucks. The voice in her head growled in agitation.
I know this isn't yielding any immediate results but we have to keep trying, it at least gives us something to do. She grunted as she felt her hand pop, she looked down, the tendrils on her left hand was now around the center of her hand.
Well hell, that worked nicely the blood created lubricant. There was something close to relief in the voice.
Akatenchii brought her hands to her mouth and bit down on the tendrils that surrounded her left hand. Maybe gnawing will do something. She tasted the blood which coated the tendril as she chewed at it.
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Okami looked out from the out cropping rock she had been laying on; it had been hours since she had seen a single person pass by and the scents of anyone near was rather dull. The area has been clear of activity for hours, not a sound from any direction. Her beast was simple in statement. She quickly was finding herself annoyed with it, it was disregarding anything thought of someone being hidden. Able to hide the scent perhaps.
She moved to the craggy ledge and looked down, her eyes narrowed as the scent of blood drifted faintly to her. That is Aka-Ten-Ba's blood. Meaning she's shed it again… that mean's its fresh…
The scent however faint was fresh. We should find her while we can.
Okami frowned although this was her friend, student, and rival she had no intention of getting captured. I will wait. Her animal instinct snarled angrily, she just shut her eyes lazily, it quailed itself as she gained control of it easily. Her animal like nature calming it.
The silence in the hall ensued for several antagonizing minutes before crawled silently towards the edge, she laid a few more minutes, staring around, eyes taking in every detail of the room before she lowered herself to the floor and darted to the side, her mask a mere white blur compared to light that was in the room, only to disappear in the shadows, she immediately cut back a small sigh of relief as she stretched her legs, then began to move towards where the scent was drifting from.
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Akatenchii ground her teeth against the tendril, slowly it was starting to yield, but not as much as she desired. This shit is like biting metal, and it taste bad. Her inner voice complained. What do you suggest then? Akatenchii had stopped biting the bitter tendril.
Fuck I don't care just don't bite it, maybe you should try pulling your hand out again. She sighed and returned to pulling at her hand, feeling the tendril start biting into her hand again.
If I mangle my hand I will no longer be useful. Akatenchii could feel the tendril ripping her skin.
A sound made her stop and look up at the door; the handle jiggled and then was pulled open. Busted. The word was drug out in her mind as she watched a figure enter the room.
"Well well, look what I found." The figure stated looking down.
"…. Okami Nee-San?" Akatenchii breathed out the name in a question.
"Who were you expecting? The boogey man?" Okami smirked kneeling beside Akatenchii lifting her mask lightly..
"No, you would have ate him already, and I am not sure what to expect anymore." Akatenchii returned to pulling at her hand, she could feel it sliding. Okami was silent as she observed this.
"What the hell is up with your hand?" Okami grabbed Akatenchii's wrist, examining the black fiber that bound it.
This fiber is constricting every time she pulls on her wrist. Cutting into her skin, Akatenchii, god you're stubborn, no wonder I could smell the blood from a mile a way, and if these bad asses are as good as I think they are… they'll be smelling it soon too…
"I have spent the entire time I have been in this room trying to get my hand free." Akatenchii muttered. "I got the damn thing to the center of my hand, but every time I pull on the tendril it tightens."
"Have you tried biting it?" Okami asked as she went over and closed the door to the room. Thinking, I need to lessen the smell as much as possible, that way I can buy enough time to get her hands loose.
"Yes, it is like biting metal and it taste horrible." Akatenchii sighed.
At this, the elder woman shook her head. "Have you tried cutting it?"
"With what, I can't reach my kunai, I can feel it but, I can't reach it." Akatenchii closer her eyes as she pulled again getting the tendril to slip to where it was just below her knuckles.
"Well you seem to be in quite the predicament, if you ask I might be able to get your kunai for you." Maybe you shoul've paid extra attention when I was teaching you how to bend your legs to get what you want all those years ago… when I bound you up an left you till you'd give up… tsk tsk, should've learned. She was cut from her thoughts by her old student staring at her silently.
"Can you reach into the lining pocket of my cloak and give me the kunai, please." Akatenchii asked.
"Wow you said please, they must've fucked you up pretty bad." Deciding to oblige Akatenchii, Okami moved towards her and knelt again before she reached into her cloak grasping the kunai, she withdrew her hand and looked at the kunai then at Akatenchii and grinned.
"How are you going to hold the Kunai and cut that thing at the same time?" She asked.
Akatenchii blinked. "…Can you cut them?" Her request fell calmly on the room.
"Well I can do just about anything." Okami stared for a moment at the kunai contemplating as she waited for the request. She was no dog; she took no orders, only questions or suggestions held answers and results.
"Will you cut them?" Akatenchii breathed out relaxing her hand temporarily.
"Hmm, will I cut them; yes, I will, only because you are not seeing a way that is rather easy to cut them yourself…" She knelt down silently and murmured, "What the hell are these things anyways?"
" They are tendrils, they came from Kakuzu." Akatenchii was tilted her head as Okami slid the kunai between her wrists.
Okami pulled the kunai in one harsh movement letting the tendril slide down the blade, smirking when it finally gave, she chuckled lowly, "Tendrils eh? Hmm… nasty little bastards…" She glanced around for a moment before looking at Akatenchii, "well you have your hands free, and I really want to take a shower." Okami stood up, dropping the kunai at Akatenchii's side, "So I guess I'll come rescue you when I find a way out of here. Or you run out and get away, in which I'll follow…"
"Take a shower? There are too many people here for you to go foray in the hallways." Akatenchii grabbed the kunai with her right hand, and started cutting the tendril out of her left hand.
"Nah, they are asleep I spent a while in the halls." Okami murmured, "Plus, with the scent of your blood in the air, I only got a short amount of time before someone comes to investigate, so I'll take a shower quickly and go back into hiding… it's what I'm good at anyways…" She looked at Akatenchii then smiled, "Plus, if I don't, I'll start to smell, and being scentless at the moment is a matter of survival, or smelling like this cave, which ever comes first, and right now, I smell of your blood, so I really need a shower…"
"I would not be so sure." Akatenchii switched her attention to cutting the tendrils off of her right wrist.
Okami shook her head as she turned and went into the hall, closing the door behind her silently, she would have to be quick, pulling her mask down and inhaling she darted back into the shadows, moving quickly down the halls to where she smelt water and soap.
Akatenchii shook her head. Good luck with that Nee-san. There was a hint of worry in the voice that rang silently in her mind.
What are you worried about? Okami can take care of herself. She looked down at her feet which were still bound. Let's hope she does a better job than you. The voice snickered. Cause you got your ass caught.