Hey.
For the drabble game: Suchin + Sword
I totally didn’t forget about this.
“They tried to kill me ป๋า , that means I get to try and kill them back right?”
Suchin, at the ripe old age of 13 years old, stares at her father with brown eyes. Normally, while she showed interest in things like running around the town and getting her hands dirty, never exactly showed interest in weapons and or violence.
Until today’s accidental murder attempt (or rather, what the man can piece together from his daughter’s story and that of the community), now did she take interest in both of these things with a heaping helping of vengeance on the side. A pair that would not go well together.
“Little one, I can assure you that there are things that you should leave to proper authorities. That is one of them. However, I do think it’s time I show you how to properly defend yourself. The world’s a big and scary place after all.”
She beams
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For weeks afterwards, her life became a balance of school, a healthy dose of play, and training. The training sword almost was like an extension of herself. A way to protect herself and those who could not protect themselves. -
“You’re not too bad yourself.”
Her school had sent her on a several week exchange program over to Japan since she was one of the most proficient in the language (not that they had to know that her favorite comics weren’t being published in their region fast enough/or in her native tongue so she taught herself out of sheer force of will.)
With the break to her well maintained routine of 2 years, she knew she had to burn off the excess energy somehow, which lead her to join the school’s Kendo club (probably not the wisest decision but it was either this and bend the rules of the exchange or break the rules of the exchange by getting into a fight).
Which put her face to face with their most proficient member: Takahashi Kenshi.
“Thanks, but I’m not done yet!”














