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log; ongoing
When; NOW. :D
Rating; Uhh. PG-13 for bloodiness? :B
Characters; Otae (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
youwantmyeggs), Tsuna (mafiaphobic)
Summary; Otae comes with the intent to save a life, but whether or not she does is the question.
Log;
The fact that Otae wasn't a samurai had never been clearer before this day.
If she was a true samurai, she'd be able to do more. Say more. To fight in order to protect people amidst the chaos that was currently overtaking the City. As things stood, however, despite how fervently Otae left the apartment in an attempt to help, she knew that she was outclassed, that coming out and into the open was probably just asking for trouble.
Nevertheless, the City had a tendency to wear away certain degrees of inhibition. Knowing that no matter how many times she 'died,' Otae would still be able to come back in some form, had the effect of injecting courage in her veins, for the possible gains far outweighed the ultimate cost, from her point of view. What did it matter if she died in the process of saving others? What did it matter for a single person like her to be confined to the City when she had the potential of saving many others from that very fate?
The bloody hand which emerged from the rubble only cemented that belief.
"I'm here!" she called out, coughing as she breathed in what felt like ash and soot. "Hold on!"
Rating; Uhh. PG-13 for bloodiness? :B
Characters; Otae (
youwantmyeggs), Tsuna (mafiaphobic)Summary; Otae comes with the intent to save a life, but whether or not she does is the question.
Log;
The fact that Otae wasn't a samurai had never been clearer before this day.
If she was a true samurai, she'd be able to do more. Say more. To fight in order to protect people amidst the chaos that was currently overtaking the City. As things stood, however, despite how fervently Otae left the apartment in an attempt to help, she knew that she was outclassed, that coming out and into the open was probably just asking for trouble.
Nevertheless, the City had a tendency to wear away certain degrees of inhibition. Knowing that no matter how many times she 'died,' Otae would still be able to come back in some form, had the effect of injecting courage in her veins, for the possible gains far outweighed the ultimate cost, from her point of view. What did it matter if she died in the process of saving others? What did it matter for a single person like her to be confined to the City when she had the potential of saving many others from that very fate?
The bloody hand which emerged from the rubble only cemented that belief.
"I'm here!" she called out, coughing as she breathed in what felt like ash and soot. "Hold on!"