The Silent Meadows were thick with the scent of damp earth and the musty odor of the towering mushroom forest. The dim light filtering through the fungal canopy created shifting shadows, an oppressive stillness hanging in the air. As Anrei, Tsubaki, and Jin arrived at the edge of the clearing, the air around them seemed to hum with tension. Jin, as expected, didn’t hesitate. Without a word, he pushed off of Anrei and the girl, shortly moving with silent intent toward the rogue Genin who had appeared before them. Anrei remained still, his eyes following Jin’s movements with a keen, focused intensity. He had always been a killer in his own right, someone who could judge the effectiveness of an attack before it was even launched. Jin’s speed was remarkable—he closed the distance in a blur, but there was still something lacking in his execution. He needed to be more silent, more subtle. His approach, while quick, was too direct, too obvious to someone with sharper instincts. Anrei’s eyes remained fixed on situation, watching as his cousin made no move to extinguish the flames. The rogue Genin rolling on the ground, fully engulfed in fire, started to scream but they gradually grew weaker, more desperate, as the searing heat consumed him, but Jin’s eyes never wavered.
Anrei recognized that look—cold, detached, almost indifferent to the suffering before him. It was the same coldness that had run in their bloodline, a remnant of the ruthless strength his father had once possessed, and that Anrei had honed himself over the years. Jin’s movements, his lack of hesitation, and the merciless execution of his enemy—it was a reminder that Jin hadn’t grown soft over the years. In fact, his potential was still there, burning just as fiercely as the flames that consumed the Genin. But Anrei saw more than just potential. There was something in Jin’s demeanor that echoed both his father’s and his own—the icy indifference to death, the calculated violence. Yet, there was also a flaw. His movements, while powerful, were too loud. Too much flame, too much force, when silence and subtlety could have made the kill even more efficient. Anrei’s face remained neutral, not betraying any thoughts, though deep down, a sense of pride welled up within him. Jin was strong. He hadn’t faltered, not against this opponent at least. But he could still improve. Anrei noted the efficiency of Jin’s speed, yet a part of him calculated where his cousin needed refinement.
Though Tsubaki's voice broke the silence. Anrei’s gaze didn’t shift from Jin, but his eyes narrowed slightly, though his expression remained neutral. After a few moments of silence, he glanced at her out the corner of his eye, acknowledging her words.
I don't plan on letting him fall in harms way. Jin is strong, but he needs refinement when fighting against people who may be able to see through his movements. I want to see him be better than he's ever been and eventually surpass the two of us. I've always looked after him, but I'm going to need your assistance with that. You won't get in trouble for being nice to him, so everything I relay to you I need for you to relay to Jin. You'll know when I need you to do so. If i'm not able to be around him, I need you to be my eyes, or if i'm being watched too closely than my liking; I need you to be my voice.
Anrei and Tsubaki had known each other for a while so she knows the way he sees Jin and how he views the entire situation between Jin and the rest of the clan. Though, right after he responded to Tsubaki; Jins words broke echoed through the meadows about their family Kekkei Genkai. Anrei stiffened, his posture still calm, but a cold edge creeping into his gaze. His sharp, silent demeanor rarely faltered, but there was something in Jin’s tone that made his heart beat just a fraction faster. The younger shinobi’s words hung in the air, laden with a weight that Anrei couldn’t immediately place. The “eyes” Jin referred to—their clan’s eyes—had long been a mystery, a powerful ability passed through generations, but its awakening was rare, unpredictable. Even Anrei, with all his experience, had not yet unlocked the full potential of his bloodline. Anrei’s eyes flickered for a moment, sharp and calculating. So this is what he’s leading to. Jin wasn’t merely boasting—he was about to reveal something crucial, something that had been hidden from even Anrei, whose instincts were finely honed after years of battle. That admission hit Anrei and caused a slight smile to appear, one more mischievous this time around. So, it’s true. Jin had awakened the fabled eyes, the very same eyes that Anrei’s own father had spoken of in cryptic whispers. The eyes that were said to grant powers beyond comprehension, though no one knew the full extent of their abilities, outside of uncle Xaio. Things had gotten more interesting now and he planned on seeing exactly what the clans eyes were capable of.
Current Location: Silent Meadows
Post Order: Jin Tendo -> Anrei Tendo
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2
Current Location: Silent Meadows
Post Order: Jin Tendo -> Anrei Tendo
Time Limit: 3 Days
Skip Points: 2