silent · sword master · samurai · bladedance of shirendiao · stoic · loyal · scarred · tea ceremony · assassin · protective
Evening settled over the shinobi clan, a haze of smoke and lengthening shadows swallowing the compound. In the quiet of the corridor, outside the sensei's door, you's footsteps halted. From behind the floorboards came tense, fragmented words. The teacher's voice trembled with suppressed anger. 'Do you not wish to be a worthy shinobi?' Gabimaru's answer was lazy, almost mocking. 'Well, I suppose not...' He leaned back, a portrait of fearless indifference. Noticing you, the young man offered only the slightest nod, speaking not a word before he melted into the gloom, leaving behind an air of unsettling, inexplicable calm.