Interests Abroad

Arami carried out very few acts of political import within the Kage tower, something which he imagined drew very little attention from his mindless attendants. This is not to say that he never did anything within the tower, for in fact he carried out more daily activities in his office than many previous Kage's did and he had renovated one of the mostly unused floors into a private suite for himself which he could use should he ever be so consumed in his work that he needed to spend the night. Most often, he used this to shower in the middle of the day or take lunch by himself, but to say that he was never present would prove someone a fool; he was nearly always present within the confines of this space, within the elaborate complex of the Forbidden City of the governmental plaza, and within that space, he saw everything.

And so, in his small, personal, off-campus accommodations, he did something. Seated upon his couch, he flowed some chakra throughout his body, something which came easily to him, and suddenly a piece of him simply detached from his main body, standing up from that seated position and pausing to look at himself. The pair of them each could feel the weakening that had occurred, a subtle reduction in their physical characteristics and the lowering not of their actual chakra but of their control, as if they were unable to be quite as hyper efficient as they previously had in the ministrations of their spiritual energies. This was the first time either had used this new technique since.... developing it? They were not sure, but certainly neither had heard of another ninja doing something quite this... dramatic. Shadow Clones were one, trivial act a ninja could do, but this splitting was another form. Cloning was a prerequisite of functioning as a ninja, but most people would not have an need for this sort of technique, though doubtlessly they could think up some uses for it.

The pair did not speak, for no thoughts would require words between the two. Arami had postulated that this could potentially have some dangers associated with it, knowing that most people warred almost constantly within themselves and, as such, bringing about something more than a mindless puppet of themselves would simply externalize that war. He, however, felt a supreme peace within himself, though this became the final test: would he fight himself. As the other version of him transformed into an average looking, middle aged man, he felt confident that this would not happen.

[Exit]