These are drabbles that I wrote about characters that I really liked, but didn't feel like I had a real grasp of who they were yet. It really helps to see what a certain character is like if you write a drabble or two about them. You get right to the bottom of who they are.
I will not curse a woman. I am chivalrous, after all.
My emotions, my heart, all rage at me to curse her for daring to touch him. For taking his sword.
The deluded chit doesn't even realize what she has done in claiming his sword for her duel. She didn't even know how to use it properly.
How can she not understand? How can she not see?
He is mine! Mine!
His arrogance. His fragile beauty. His insensitivity. His grace. His insecurity. His passion. His obsession. All are mine!
I will not curse a woman. I am chivalrous, after all.
Blade of the Immortal
What Price Immortality
Manji
A blade cuts into my body. I grunt. It is of no concern. The bloodworms infesting my body will heal me. I slice into the body in front of me.
My lips stretch into a smile. He dies. He will not rise again.
Hn. Seems that my skills are returning. I am not as sloppy.
One. Two. Three seconds, and I add another ten to the thousand unrighteous that I must kill. To atone for the hundred righteous lives I have taken.
It is not enough. The way of the samurai is death.
I cannot die. I. Cannot. Die!