"So… strict or spicy?"

Karai turned slowly to the turtle next to her, one eyebrow raised.

"Excuse me?" she asked in a slow, deadly voice. The turtle went on, oblivious.

"You know, your name. Karai. In Japanese. It means either strict or spicy. So which is it?"

Karai wondered if she could work her arms out of the ropes just enough to slice the insolent brat. She couldn't. She sighed.

"It does not work that way. The word 'karai' means both strict and spicy. You cannot separate the meaning that way. However, that is not my name."

"Oh, really? It's not—" And he used his disgustingly long toes to draw a kanji onto the floor with some of the ambient moisture. It made her want to vomit, but it was effective. She sighed.

"No, that is not how to write my name. The kanji for my name are uzu and kaminari."

"Oh, like—" and the toes extended again and drew two more symbols on the concrete. Biting back another sigh, she nodded.

"That would be, like… whirling thunderstorm?"

She nodded again. There was a moment of awed silence.

"That is sooo cool! That's a name for the ages, Karai! Did Saki give you that name? It sounds like the name of a super secret ninja warrior who can kick major butt!"

"That is what I am, aho!" Karai exclaimed, her temper getting the best of her for a moment.

"Heeey, you're right!" the turtle said, as though it had just occurred to him. Karai made another effort to reign in her annoyance. Soon her Foot operatives would be here and she could get untied and she could finally kill this disgusting excuse for a sentient being.

"Hey, wanna know what my name means?"

Though she might not be able to wait that long.


AN: Aho means idiot.