Characteer drabble - "Cut"

Mon, 10 May 2004 21:23:12 GMT

It is the quiet composure of knowing your strength.

She’s been trained by an expert in knives. The balance and heft of a well-honed blade, she knows this dynamic as well as she knows the limits of her body. Quickness, agility, the ability to analyze and adjust to a situation, these are her tools.

She is 24, 5’6”, a woman. She could over-take you from the shadows, but she prefers her throwing knives, for obvious reasons.

Know your strength.

She hacks competently, and challenges herself constantly for improvement. She steals for the rush of adrenaline, for the pulsing thrill of escape and satisfaction of reacquisition. Her knives, though…

Her knives are art.

The zen-like peace of a blade focuses her. It is a way of life.

Know thy enemy. Cut. Know thyself. Cut. Know the blade to be thy soul. Cut. A flick of limber wrist, throw, and… Cut.

It is perfection. It is simplicity. It is finality.

Narrowed intense silver eyes haunt her. She prefers the distance of her throwing knives to the heated tension and physical ache of direct contact.

Confidence.

It is the acceptance of your weakness.

She's happiest with a knife in her hands

Characteer drabble - "Cut"