| [May. 15th, 2009|01:12 am] |
Blinking at the sudden onslaught of questions, Hiro postponed his answer for a moment by latching on to the proffered escape from curry. "I think I saw a ramen shop around the corner..." He activated his eyes again to confirm it, then turned back towards Ginta, shaking the hair out of his face. The civilians were all pointedly ignoring the two shinobi, the flow of traffic ebbing around them like a rock in the tide, so Hiro felt reasonably concealed as long as his back was turned to them.
"I am an intelligence agent, you know. Konoha civilians may be perfectly comfortable with ninja in the abstract, but when there's one right in their midst doing something creepy with his eyes... It can cause a disturbance. Or at least some discomfort, which is not the best thing for relations." He shrugged. "You said it yourself, it isn't exactly the most attractive look."
Konoha shinobi all knew what the Byakugan could do, and they were uncomfortable enough with it. Civilians who didn't know were often disturbed by the evidence of ninja-ing in their vicinity, but the few civilians who knew were even worse. The idea that someone was looking through you always made people uncomfortable, and civilians weren't used to uncomfortable things--not to mention being much more prudish than the average ninja.
"It doesn't hurt to activate, though," Hiro added. "Chakra control takes care of all the adjustments." Though when you were a little kid, first learning.... There was a reason they grew so many herbs in the Hyuuga gardens--every Hyuuga child learned to make simple pain salves and headache remedies along with their first Byakugan lessons. |
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