Verbalim
The Ghost Neighbor
“Fuck it…” she muttered and simply drifted off into the lands of dreams. It had taken her a whole night of waking and sleeping. Time to time she rolled onto her wrist and jerked away from her rest. It had her pissed off. This damned wrist! She should have cut it off the moment it even started getting a problem! With her hand! Though she preferred her world and reality with two functional hands.
A few or one hour before the rays of the sun would kiss the earth and announce the new day, the birds started chirping like always. It had her in a slumber. However as soon as her wrist slammed a wave of pain through her whole body, Chiyoko was wide awake. Blinking, she noted the bed on the opposite side. Yama Tsubame’s bed.
It was empty, cold and abandoned. The moment she wondered where the male could’ve been, she heard the tent-entrance slightly flapping. Of course, it woke none of those snoring men.
“Where the hell is this ass going again,” Chiyoko muttered underneath her breath before she pushed herself upon her limps. Immediately they ached terribly and almost caused her to fall. Gladly, the female handled her injury just fine and tip-toed after the man. Was he going to betray them? Chiyoko had never heard a damn about him! Curiosity was the only friend she had this early morning.
Tsubame trailed off, further and further with her sticked to his heels. However, at some point he just began to swing his sword. That’s when it clicked. He trained!
Chiyoko, though, decided to not interfere with it. After all this must had been her fault. Yama Tsubame got bored at their training just because she could not cover the pain. Yet this was foolish, so so foolish. What was his goal?! Be exhausted when the mission starts?
With care she leaned against a tree and kept herself perfectly hidden behind the bushes. Tsubame kept swinging, until a little feathered friend landed on the first rays of the sun. He really practiced until sunrise. His eyes landed upon the tiny creature, too. So little, so peaceful … exactly what one needed in a morni—
Her eyes widened. He— what was that?! A movement she had never seen before! Too rapid for her to notice what he exactly did! All she saw was how it he struck three times in one swing! How could he do that? Where did he learn something like that? And how would she ever deal with this? Perhaps if she kept watching, perhaps if— there was no observing. There was nothing to observe. She didn’t even know when he attacked. He just did! And it was all just a load of bullshit! Nothing more than a flash of steel and the silent death of his victims— that was his damned move. For once in a long while, Chiyoko felt like vomiting, felt her getting sick to the core. Yet… something was not right.
“W-what,”she mumbled. Her heart raced itself, and every other being on this world. She knew she breathed, but was the forest breathing, or her spinning world? And the bir— the bird! Her eyes almost fell out of their sockets. This accurate cut… Speed and accuracy… great. Just great. It had gotten worse! Was Yama Tsubame human at all? Did others knew about this trick? How would she ever counter that exactly now? Did he held back the whole time? She underestimated him, she underestimated him so much…
“Fuck,” she rasped too loud and almost hit herself in disbelief. Would he…
Time to expose herself and play it all cool…
Emerging from the shadows, Chiyoko didn’t let her facials warn him, nor did they do so much as move either. Gazing at the cut-a-half bird, it softened a bit before freezing once again. That poor creature.
“It’s so early! Do you want to be exhausted before the mission starts already,” she growled at him and didn’t realized how her hand wrapped around her wrist. “This is madness, Yama Tsubame.”
But this move… Biding her groan back was the only thing she could do. If Chiyoko pissed him off more, he would just shut down, or shut her head down. “That—,” she began and gawked at the bird instead of him, “That move, where did you learn it?” And how can I encounter it…? And what was it?
A few or one hour before the rays of the sun would kiss the earth and announce the new day, the birds started chirping like always. It had her in a slumber. However as soon as her wrist slammed a wave of pain through her whole body, Chiyoko was wide awake. Blinking, she noted the bed on the opposite side. Yama Tsubame’s bed.
It was empty, cold and abandoned. The moment she wondered where the male could’ve been, she heard the tent-entrance slightly flapping. Of course, it woke none of those snoring men.
“Where the hell is this ass going again,” Chiyoko muttered underneath her breath before she pushed herself upon her limps. Immediately they ached terribly and almost caused her to fall. Gladly, the female handled her injury just fine and tip-toed after the man. Was he going to betray them? Chiyoko had never heard a damn about him! Curiosity was the only friend she had this early morning.
Tsubame trailed off, further and further with her sticked to his heels. However, at some point he just began to swing his sword. That’s when it clicked. He trained!
Chiyoko, though, decided to not interfere with it. After all this must had been her fault. Yama Tsubame got bored at their training just because she could not cover the pain. Yet this was foolish, so so foolish. What was his goal?! Be exhausted when the mission starts?
With care she leaned against a tree and kept herself perfectly hidden behind the bushes. Tsubame kept swinging, until a little feathered friend landed on the first rays of the sun. He really practiced until sunrise. His eyes landed upon the tiny creature, too. So little, so peaceful … exactly what one needed in a morni—
Her eyes widened. He— what was that?! A movement she had never seen before! Too rapid for her to notice what he exactly did! All she saw was how it he struck three times in one swing! How could he do that? Where did he learn something like that? And how would she ever deal with this? Perhaps if she kept watching, perhaps if— there was no observing. There was nothing to observe. She didn’t even know when he attacked. He just did! And it was all just a load of bullshit! Nothing more than a flash of steel and the silent death of his victims— that was his damned move. For once in a long while, Chiyoko felt like vomiting, felt her getting sick to the core. Yet… something was not right.
“W-what,”she mumbled. Her heart raced itself, and every other being on this world. She knew she breathed, but was the forest breathing, or her spinning world? And the bir— the bird! Her eyes almost fell out of their sockets. This accurate cut… Speed and accuracy… great. Just great. It had gotten worse! Was Yama Tsubame human at all? Did others knew about this trick? How would she ever counter that exactly now? Did he held back the whole time? She underestimated him, she underestimated him so much…
“Fuck,” she rasped too loud and almost hit herself in disbelief. Would he…
Time to expose herself and play it all cool…
Emerging from the shadows, Chiyoko didn’t let her facials warn him, nor did they do so much as move either. Gazing at the cut-a-half bird, it softened a bit before freezing once again. That poor creature.
“It’s so early! Do you want to be exhausted before the mission starts already,” she growled at him and didn’t realized how her hand wrapped around her wrist. “This is madness, Yama Tsubame.”
But this move… Biding her groan back was the only thing she could do. If Chiyoko pissed him off more, he would just shut down, or shut her head down. “That—,” she began and gawked at the bird instead of him, “That move, where did you learn it?” And how can I encounter it…? And what was it?
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