grace of a swan...ish

[championess]

O...kay. So. A broken mirror. That's like...seven years of bad luck, right?

Woe is me.

Good thing I don't believe in this supersticious shit.

[ooc; Obviously affected. Plz keep away from pointy sharpies. Especially you, Urahara.]

Comments

[anti_buttons]

Perhaps you broke one before coming here. Do you think windows count?

[championess]

Not many mirrors in my house. You broke a window?!

[anti_buttons]

... No.

I was referring to your act against Kurosaki back in Karakura Town.

[championess]

...you heard about that? Ehhh...right, well. I don't think windows count.

[anti_buttons]

As if there's such a thing as luck.

[championess]

...true.

1/2

[anti_buttons]

...

[anti_buttons]

All that matters is one's own capability. Whether that be physical strength, intellectual prowess, or other. Luck is merely an excuse for one's own shortcomings, for a person's inability to trust in himself.

[championess]

You took the words out of my mouth.

[anti_buttons]

I doubt that.

My words were far better phrased.

[championess]

Which is why I didn't say them.

[anti_buttons]

I won't always be there to talk for you.

[championess]

...that's a bit foreboding. D'you plan on leaving too?

[anti_buttons]

Of course. You don't?

1/2

[championess]

Course, I'll just...skeddadle back home to get killed a bit.

[championess]

I do want to go back, but given what's waiting for me there...I don't know.