Well...I figured that since I created this account so I could post my stuff on the Net, I suppose I should use it to upload certain...scenes from my WIPs that plague my head...
And now, without further ado, I present to you a snippet from TW, CH4!
Kenshin blinked, forced back a scowl and plastered a rather rough version of his "rurouni-smile" on his face. "Excuse me, but what do you mean 'he sounds like a woman', de gozaru ka?" he asked mildly.
The thoughts that ran through his head, however, weren't so mild. The ex-assassin questioned the ancestry and sexual preferences of the tactless...hybrid in front of him while a nagging thought from the back of his head started to distract him. Kenshin pushed it off - it could be examined later.
"Exactly that - You sound like a woman," was the prompt response.
Kenshin tiredly rubbed the bridge of his nose. Not only was this...hybrid...tactless, he was also a smart aleck. If only I have my daisho... he - uncharacteristically - thought. The nagging thought from the back of his mind suddenly hit him full-force, and he realized something important about the two in front of him - something he sensed from their ki.
The two in front of him were mixes between humans, those creatures that injured him in the first place and...something else entirely. Though what that "something" was, Kenshin didn't know. However, in the off-chance that he did find out what that "something" was, he'd have a fit, considering the fact that the omnipotent beings that brought him there in first place and that "something" he was wondering about were kin.
Nyahaha. I'll end it there. Don't have anything else to add yet, anyway...
God bless air conditioners. They're my salvation from the harsh, tropical sun...
And now, without further ado, I present to you a snippet from TW, CH4!
Kenshin blinked, forced back a scowl and plastered a rather rough version of his "rurouni-smile" on his face. "Excuse me, but what do you mean 'he sounds like a woman', de gozaru ka?" he asked mildly.
The thoughts that ran through his head, however, weren't so mild. The ex-assassin questioned the ancestry and sexual preferences of the tactless...hybrid in front of him while a nagging thought from the back of his head started to distract him. Kenshin pushed it off - it could be examined later.
"Exactly that - You sound like a woman," was the prompt response.
Kenshin tiredly rubbed the bridge of his nose. Not only was this...hybrid...tactless, he was also a smart aleck. If only I have my daisho... he - uncharacteristically - thought. The nagging thought from the back of his mind suddenly hit him full-force, and he realized something important about the two in front of him - something he sensed from their ki.
The two in front of him were mixes between humans, those creatures that injured him in the first place and...something else entirely. Though what that "something" was, Kenshin didn't know. However, in the off-chance that he did find out what that "something" was, he'd have a fit, considering the fact that the omnipotent beings that brought him there in first place and that "something" he was wondering about were kin.
Nyahaha. I'll end it there. Don't have anything else to add yet, anyway...
God bless air conditioners. They're my salvation from the harsh, tropical sun...