Ch3-Rivals and KingdomsShe had felt something out of the normal excitement of a fight waiting to come when their fighting master had called for her and Avarie to open the class. They donned the light padding and each took up a lightly dulled practice blade.
Begin! And so it had. Facing Avarie, about to battle, had given her the twinge of thrill she hadnt felt for a long time. Without a doubt, this battle would be one to remember.
Kendra, ever the offensive, began with a cautious lunge, dodged beyond easily by the opponent. She tested him carefully again and again, but each time Avarie seemed more eager to dodge than give her a hint of his strength with any kind of block. Realizing quickly his determination not to show his strength with defense, she began to leave small openings, not too obvious, but ones that would allow him to gain an edge.
Avarie, though, seemed bent on frustrating her. He ignored her feints, yet began to block, just lightly enough to produce effect. He was beginning to s
DistractionsI keep my bangs long and straight, hiding half my face;
My face is ugly by itself: I need something to distract people from that.
I wear eyeliner, thick and dark;
My eyes are ugly by themselves: I need something to distract people from that.
I wear studded wristbands and extra bracelets, with black nailpolish;
My scars are ugly by themselves: I need something to distract people from that.
I wear dark jeans, and designed, anime, and band t shirts;
My body is ugly by itself: I need something to distract people from that.
I smile and laugh no matter how much I want to cry or frown;
My personality is ugly by itself: I need something to distract people from that.
I surround myself with perfect and popular friends;
My life is ugly by itself: I need something to distract people from that.
I cry like nothing else when I'm alone;
My pain is unbearable by itself: I have nothing to distract me from that.
A MessageI held nothing against you,
I forgave that which I almost didn't make it through;
I accept your silence even now,
Hoping maybe you'll find the words somehow;
But your accusation was the curse,
A cut that's deeper, pain that's worse;
How could I see you differently
With everything you mean to me?
The same you I got to know
Over school lunch and Death Note;
The same you who cheered me up so easily,
By a few words on my arm in sharpie;
The same you I met after school everyday
Cause you were happier that way;
The same you I IMed every night
That always made everything seem alright;
The same you I thought about so much,
The only one ever to actually make me blush;
The same you that made me shake with nerves,
And a feeling that had me ready to burst;
The same you I grew to love as mine
Over words, laughter, and time;
Forget it, there's not a thing you could do,
To make me hate or forget about you;
If you're any of the person you were before,
I..my heart, is just as sure...
What I Waited for..It's the life of a child in my position. The destiny of us born in this way. My life belonged to everyone but me. My decisions, my actions, my words..were theirs to control. Never mine.
But the time came for me like it never comes for so many of them. I understood it, thanks to those rogues we fell in alongside on the road. Now they were happy! They were free! They knew the point of life. They knew what I needed to.
My friend and I, we took the biggest step we could in going to that school. I didn't really figure it'd actually get us out on the road, only ready for it. But I guess we really owe that to her and Avarie. Fighting in the city was the last bit of preperation we could have needed.
And thanks to her, to Kedri-uh..Kendra, we ended here: fighting alongside the greatest fighter of the century, seeing the continent, hunting any challenge we can find. I figure I'd be enough to rival those men I met as a little kid, and that alone is more than I would have dared to wish for as a ki