by Wyndhail » 01/27/2010 7:27 PM
Pip tried to mask her amused snickers once Angeni showed them her attempt at a roundhouse kick. It was a pretty sad attempt, too, but of course she didn't say anything like that. After all, it wouldn't be too nice, and doctors were supposed to be nice. So, instead, the teigu nodded at Moruvan once he explained his knowledge of the pirate/ninja argument. She assumed, then, that he was on the side of ninjas. He was evidently one, after all. She was on the ninja side too. They seemed cooler than pirates, who for the most part seemed like they would smell bad and be all hairy and crusty and what-have-you.
Average ninja? There was such a thing as an average ninja? For a moment she was skeptical. 'The kind that doesn't consentrate on attacking, but moreso fleeing, hiding, and confusing their opponents' sounds like the kind of thing someone would say when they thought they were a ninja but what they were really good at was making amusing statements about their own cowardice and running away as quickly as possible. She wasn't sure, though, and didn't jump to any conclusions. Rightfully so, too, because Moruvan did end up putting up an impressive performance.
For a moment Pip only stared in confusion at the cloud of smoke and, then, the small seashell that was laying on the beach where Moruvan had previously been standing. However, once she heard his voice come from several feet behind her, the teigu whipped around.
"That was really cool!" she exclaimed, using her slightly limited nine-year-old vocabulary. Of course, considering her 'profession', she did know some big non-nine-year-old words like... 'laceration' and 'fracture' and 'incision'.
get a little closer, let fold
cut open my sternum, and pull
my little ribs around you
the lungs of me be crowns over you
get a little closer, let fold
cut open my sternum, and pull
my little ribs around you
the rungs of me be under, under you
ill cut the soft pockets, let bleed
over the rocky cliffs that you leave
to peer over and not forget what feet are
splitting threads of lightning over me"Fineshrine" by Purity Ringzoo pen sales