[Open, Non-Event]

[first_host]

For once, one of the very rarest of moments had occurred. Mito was not the type to get lost or not know the layout of the village between Konoha and Uzushio as if it were the back of her very hand. This time, however, she'd ended up on the outskirts of Michi no Sato with confusion apparent on her face, not sure how she'd taken a wrong turn. Or, even, what this village was.

Tapping the side of her chin with her forefinger she quietly investigated the area right outside of the little village, not sure what to make of it or even if it were friendly. Even with the foundation of the ninja villages, tensions were still high if one were not careful. Steps were light and quiet as she moved from cover to cover, even if her cover was rather easily blown by the fairly ornate kimono and crimson colored hair.

If anything, the woman may have appeared almost skittish to the casual onlooker, or as if a spy of some shape or form.

Comments

[first_host]

"Sarutobi? No, no. The current Hokage is Hashirama and he's the first and only one so far." Some other strange person calling themselves Godaime of all things? It made absolutely no sense for her what-so-ever. "The village has not been around long enough for that to even be possible."

[withoutareason]

"Noooooo the Old man has always been Hokage... except when my daddy had me. But then he died and he was Hokage again so... yeah..."

[first_host]

"No, that cannot be. Hashirama is the Shodai and the only Hokage the village has seen thus far. Why would I lie about such a thing?" Had the village changed in some alternate time or some weird future come into play? It made no sense.

A frown crossed her lips for a moment, listening to a rather agitating voice in the back of her head cause quite a fuss. "... Tell me, child, do you know of a demonic fox?"

[withoutareason]

"...That's what killed my daddy." He frowned at her, getting quieter as he sensed that she wasn't believing him.

[first_host]

Of course it would have been, though how he managed to get out while she had control over her was perplexing at the very least. "I... see. I am sorry to hear that, but unfortunately he is full of hate."

[withoutareason]

He pressed his lips together at that and shook his head. "Nobody is all full of hate."

[first_host]

"Nobody that is human can be, no. But the fox is a demon and has always been a demon, controlled by the whims of evil and destruction." A faint frown, shifting him around to rest a hand on his head. "I know this for a fact."

[withoutareason]

He was frowning at her though, tense and somewhat uncomfortable now. "I don't believe you."

[first_host]

"Ah? And why is that?" Curious. It wasn't often that someone questioned her on that particular fact about the fox. Even less so when it was a child.

[withoutareason]

"If that was true then there's no room for hope or anything and everything is horrible without that so no!"

And have a distressed child on your hands Mito.

[first_host]

The first time she's ever had to deal with one, it's a bit distressing in itself.

"Aaah. See, that is where you're wrong. While he is full of hatred and evil, one can keep him in check by overwhelming love. Love can conquer any foe."

[withoutareason]

He shook his head at once. "No, if he's all bad and hatred where are the things that are all good and love? Huh? They don't exist."

[first_host]

"It's a bit early for you to know this, but there are things that are all good and love. Two people can be like that with one another and so can parents as well. Humanity can combat the bad and hatred."

[withoutareason]

"No. I mean made out of it." He frowned at her. "Everyone can hate and be mean, I already know that so they can do the other too, so if the fluffy is all mean and bad then where is the thing made of happy and good?"

[first_host]

A thing completely made of happy and good... There really wasn't an answer she could give for that one, thus she remained silent for the longest time to contemplate over the fact. Was there really an answer to it? "I... cannot say. Hatred is easier to see than happy and good, thus blinding us to the truth of the matter. If I knew a way to truly change the beast, then I would, but I can only keep him at bay."

[withoutareason]

"...Have you tried? Maybe he's just lonely. Lonely makes people feel really bad and sharp inside."

[first_host]

"It is impossible to speak to a creature with such hatred within his heart. Hatred towards me for keeping him sealed and unable to destroy lands at a mere whim... It is not safe to allow such a creature to speak freely."

[withoutareason]

"Have you tried?" By now the child was rather distressed and uneasy about this whole conversation.

[first_host]

Faltering in the conversation she merely frowns at him before turning her attention to something off to the side. "No... Speaking to him is probably the worst thing I could do."

[withoutareason]

Mito you're really not painting yourself as a good person to this kid. "Why?"

[first_host]

She can't really lie about it, can she? "Would you wish to speak to someone who wishes your death?"

[withoutareason]

"...I did that all the time at home." His voice was very quiet then, and he looked away from her.

[first_host]

Wait.

Wait what.

What did she just do, that's not what she meant to do what-so-ever. "... Why would they do such a thing?"

[withoutareason]

"Always have." It was a mumble and his voice wobbled. "They don't here, it's nice." He sniffled and looked back to her, eyes a little wide and wet. "Is it because no one knows to hate me here?"

[first_host]

"I cannot say for sure, but I do not see any reason to hate you. Nor would I believe there ever reason to wish death upon someone like that." Shifting her weight just a bit she held him closer in a tight hug, resting her chin on the top of his head. "And I will make sure that no one ever does such a thing if it does crop up."