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[private; unhackable- Delita is recovering in his room, so Figaro peeps can feel free to harrass him]
I did not expect victory so easily achieved, but to feel it slip from my grasp is still no pleasant thing. I failed to land even a single scratch upon a single warrior, despite my own deceptions... If that fight had been for true, I would not be alive to write this.
Her skill was nearly inhuman. Such speed...
Where does one attain such power? How? A lifetime of battle? An unbreakable will? What is it that the Generals, the clan leaders, Rokujo himself possess that I and so many others lack?
What must I do to become more than I am?
The path exists, and I will walk it to the end. We will meet again, Tsuyako Yuki. When next our blades cross, you shall not find me so easy a mark.
I did not expect victory so easily achieved, but to feel it slip from my grasp is still no pleasant thing. I failed to land even a single scratch upon a single warrior, despite my own deceptions... If that fight had been for true, I would not be alive to write this.
Her skill was nearly inhuman. Such speed...
Where does one attain such power? How? A lifetime of battle? An unbreakable will? What is it that the Generals, the clan leaders, Rokujo himself possess that I and so many others lack?
What must I do to become more than I am?
The path exists, and I will walk it to the end. We will meet again, Tsuyako Yuki. When next our blades cross, you shall not find me so easy a mark.