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tampered2007-12-20 03:23 am
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LOG; OPHELIA + BANSAI, ONGOING
When; After Ophelia gets (kind of) headed off by Bansai for going after a curse-affected Takasugi Shinsuke.
Rating; R, for red bloody mess, probably.
Characters; Ophelia (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
therippling) + Kawakami Bansai (writinurlyrics)
Summary; Bansai thought he would take one for the team. Regardless, he's taking one. >:
Log;
He could hear her, the woman who was involved with the man who lived next to the Kiheitai. Ophelia, that was her name. He remembered it well, because Bansai was particularly intrigued by this one. Like their neighbor, she had a certain sound to her, like a wood pipe. Something soulful but inhuman, capable of being piercing and cruel to the ears. It was a noise Bansai was incredibly fond of, one that told him that there was power, power willing to test itself against his own.
He would lose, he had no doubt about it, but Bansai was no stranger to loss. He'd lost to the Shiroyasha before, lost to quite a few, but he'd survived and that had been all the difference. A survival was not a loss.
A truly proud warrior would never allow a survivor, not in Bansai's opinion, one favored by Takasugi Shinsuke. This made it all the more valid to Bansai.
He could hear her, the earthy, metallic sound of her aura coming to Bansai's ears, louder and louder. One hand rested over his shoulder, ready to draw his blade from behind his shamisen.
Perhaps Shinsuke would thank him in the morning, if he survived.
They could have a smoke together.
Rating; R, for red bloody mess, probably.
Characters; Ophelia (
therippling) + Kawakami Bansai (writinurlyrics)Summary; Bansai thought he would take one for the team. Regardless, he's taking one. >:
Log;
He could hear her, the woman who was involved with the man who lived next to the Kiheitai. Ophelia, that was her name. He remembered it well, because Bansai was particularly intrigued by this one. Like their neighbor, she had a certain sound to her, like a wood pipe. Something soulful but inhuman, capable of being piercing and cruel to the ears. It was a noise Bansai was incredibly fond of, one that told him that there was power, power willing to test itself against his own.
He would lose, he had no doubt about it, but Bansai was no stranger to loss. He'd lost to the Shiroyasha before, lost to quite a few, but he'd survived and that had been all the difference. A survival was not a loss.
A truly proud warrior would never allow a survivor, not in Bansai's opinion, one favored by Takasugi Shinsuke. This made it all the more valid to Bansai.
He could hear her, the earthy, metallic sound of her aura coming to Bansai's ears, louder and louder. One hand rested over his shoulder, ready to draw his blade from behind his shamisen.
Perhaps Shinsuke would thank him in the morning, if he survived.
They could have a smoke together.