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[h2][color=fuchsia][b]Aoi Don Maquia[/b][/color][/h2][/center] 

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[i]Doto's reaction didn't move Aoi too much, she was all too used to being sensitive. It reminded her of her life as a Genin as well, actually. Being from a very different world from most of them, where everyone lived in a community and barely any harmed was made between each member of the troupe. The concept of killing was practically fictional to her when she joined Konoha. Babied by unconditional love from her foster home, it hit her hard when she was put in a similar position as the two Genin before her. She didn't like it, it made her cry quite a bit. It was a spy who had a little too much information on the location of a secret base she wasn't even aware of. Her teammates didn't fare well to the idea either, but their sensei insisted that they'd get their hands dirty. The kid was hurt, but very much alive and conscious. He tried to look tough, almost as if he was trying to give off a lack of fear, but anyone could tell he was terrified. 

She raised her hand. 

She took the initiative of having first blood. The concept of taking a life slowly sunk in her mind as another chore she'd have to practice and getting used to, to the point of being desensitized by it. It succeeded as she joined the ranks of Chuunin, killing was normal when justified. She'd never forget the burst of fear that boy expressed as she approached the Kunai to his throat. She was a bit clumsy at that time and her hands were shaking out of nervousness. But it was done fairly quickly, the clean cut quickly leaking the life right out of his eyes. She didn't feel too good afterward, but with the praise of her Sensei and a little morality speech to explain how her action was the right one, she felt remedied from this negative feeling. She gained attention and praise from killing someone. Hence, her lack of worry in these kinds of situations. She associated this feeling to what she craved most: Fame and praise.[/i] 

Haruka's expression touched her slightly, as if she felt obliged to consider her teammate's feelings in this scenario. There was no real danger and they could overpower the man whenever. She was going to let Rin do it, but not right now. However Daiki had his valiant heart going and stopped Rin before Aoi could give her the Sensei's head shake. Cocking an eyebrow, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Daiki, acting like a hero again, in a time like this? This went against Aoi's desire to act through altruism, to consider everyone's needs or at least try your best to offer as much to others while getting what she wants herself. Rin needed this experience more than he did. In the future, she'd try her best to prepare Doto better. When he suggested alternative routes that could lead to more casualties, she'd mercilessly stomp the redhead's foot with brute force, enough to turn his big toe blue for a week. This would interrupt his little moment of 'selflessness' and turn the attention to the leader. 

"[color=fuchsia]God, shut up Daiki! My orders are final! Rin will conduct this execution~... Wait what?![/color]" 

She'd say with an empowered tone, almost screaming without giving off an angry impression. However she did actively try to hurt him as disobeying her command in order to put himself in value over a Genin was simply annoying to her. She still liked him though, as a friend, with that questionable heroism always so charming for a lady. She'd however not be so controlled when Rin actually chickened out too. Gritting her teeth in slight disbelief, she didn't expect her Chuunin to be to reluctant to performing typical Shinobi actions. 

"[color=fuchsia]Pfff, way to go Daiki! Now what will they learn?! They'll learn we do everything and Aoi can't teach them nothing! Ugh! You're such a pickle sometimes.[/color]" 

She'd rage at Daiki, the need to crush his foot even more became very tempting. They still had to prepare their execution and insure that he wouldn't come back as his very own puppet. They were still five on one, so he couldn't do too much, especially with only weak corpses at his disposal. She looked at the old man for a brief moment as they waited, he didn't look like that kid she handled back then. He seemed really empty, fearless. He wanted to die. 

She sighed, now simply awaited for Haruka to get the kiddies back so she could maybe salvage this.