"I see. I guess, it’s nice to meet you ?" Shiku huffed. Not wanting to stray from the task at hand; collecting poisonous herbs, the brutish redhead folded one arm over the other. "Say, ya know anywhere I can get a various amount of poisonous herbs and plant life around...
"The poison from the herbs. My tools need it." The male quirked a brow, he surmised that she felt as if he were a threat to the village. Though this wasn't the case. "I'm not gonna destroy the village. Would be a shame if I were to find out this was my birthplace, only to have destroyed it." The oni props his frame against a tree. "I specialize in making poison. Whether it's for people to research antidotes. Or for my usage when I fight. And go on missions." These were things selectively kept in his head by the very group of scientists experimenting on him. His name, birth date, age, ability and pastimes. Masame Shiku, Test Subject No. 4221. Four thousand two hundred and twenty one young victims under the Genin and Chūnin ranks. But only one survivor. Having suffered through the hardships of the experiment known as Project R.E.B.I.R.T.H .
