[center] [b] Chinatsu Hon [/b]
[i] Konoha, Team 6 [/i] [/center]

The next day, Chinatsu stood outside of the Hon Compound where the targets were with her bios and arrow in hand, needing to do something. Slowly, she readied her bow and nocked an arrow, aiming casually at the center of the target. Taking a deep breath, she let the arrow go and watched as it flew through the air. A smile on her lips as she watched hit the center of the target, accurte. She was always accurate, she could calculate her opponent movements into her aim and she could still hit them, easily. She was a Kunoichi now, sent from the Hon Estate and now lived in the leaf village as she did not feel like having to walk back and forth. Being a kunoichi meant that she would have to kill people, she would have to aim at vital points and not hold back. Just thinking about it now, she was not sure if she would be able to cope with the after math of killing someone. What if the enemy was not the enemy? What if it was just a mistake? Could she accept the death of someone as a mistake? 

She readied her bow again and nocked another arrow, aiming again but this time with more focus. After a three second, she let the arrow go and nocked another arrow, aiming and letting it go. [i] Thud! Thud! [/i] The two arrows hit the target, the first dead center and the second was right next to it. An inch, that was the space between the two arrows. What if that was the error or misjudgment in killing someone? What if the mistake was that small but impacted everything quite much? 

She couldn't make that mistake, she would not let one die just for the village. There could be no mistake, it had to be accurate and correct, it would make a difference. Chinatsu readied her bow, nocked her arrow and aimed. Pausing only a moment before, just a moment, did that moment make a difference? She let the arrow fly, watching as it hit dead center of the target and nodded. There, no mistake, no error, no miscalculation. It was the way it should be, accurate and percise.