...51...I Write For the Heck of It

Feb 15, 2009 16:18

Upon first look at Sakeme, there are several thoughts about her persona and traits that come to mind. Quiet is one of them. She speaks rarely out of turn, but that isn’t to say she doesn’t talk. With friends and close comrades she voices her opinion openly and rather enjoys a good, intelligent conversation. Who wouldn’t like a thoughtful chat now and then? Sakeme likes to believe she is smart, as she enjoys reading and has done much of it in the past. What she reads, however, is not something she is picky about. Fictional stories about princesses and fairies are no different than historical texts that expand the smart part of the brain over the creative. Biographies are interesting, to a point, as one can only read so much about one person. Sakeme believes it’s important to know about history, at least enough to fend for yourself in an argument where only wits can be matched. But she hates to argue, much less fight, and would prefer to only do what is necessary when it is absolutely required. Instead, Sakeme chooses to focus on documentation and paperwork in her office. Her skill with reading, understanding, and handling the stacks of papers can easily be matched and beaten. There is no such thing in Sakeme’s world as the perfect secretary, the perfect document. But she tries as hard as possible to make sure it’s as best as she can get it. Generally, she’s praised, though when things turn out wrong she feels highly embarrassed.

The woman fancies writing herself; of the fictional and creative persuasion of course. Depending on her mood she’ll write little stories, tales that only take up a few pages in a small, well-used journal. The journal, a gift from an old friend, is very dear to her. She fears writing upon it sometimes, if only because wasting a page within it is like wasting a life. Sakeme believes only her best works should go into this journal, which is why she writes on scrap paper and notebook pages until she is satisfied. Then, as if “editing,” she will rewrite the work into the beloved journal, making small proof checks as she goes, adding things here or removing there. Perhaps the journal is so dear to her because it was her singular friend the first year of the Academy. Sakeme enjoyed school and still loves to learn, ergo the reading habits, but because of that she was a little bit of a loner. Life learned properties remained with the young woman throughout her early death which lead her to a lack of social life. Being a socialite was not her idea of fun, for so long as she had one or two people to go to and have a good laugh with she was happy. The simple things in life are what count. Usually.

Sometimes the little things aren’t enough to make a person feel happy and whole. Those who are not content with taking life as it comes at them build war, so says Sakeme. They were not people who can ultimately enjoy themselves with a sunny day after a week of rain or a good, well-written novel. With war comes her personal problems. She fights with herself, internally, between doing the right thing and doing what she thinks is right. Being part of the Gotei 13 is something she wanted the moment she came to understand what they were about. Protection. Never in her entire life had she felt protected and so she wanted to make sure those around her felt safe. Comforted. Smiles no longer could satisfy the heart and console the worried mind. So she does what she’s told, prepares herself for the day a fierce battle is inevitable, and watches with sad eyes. At least, when the time comes, she will have the power of words upon her side. If she could, she would fight with the pen and not the sword, as some proverb once said the former was mightier than the latter.
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I'm sure this is only roughly half of her if I keep going. I don't remember all of what I had written for the old place, but this is what sums Sakeme up. I think I'll leave the rest for Strengths and Weaknesses, because I'm sure much of what is above will be repeated in smaller amounts anyway. <3

checkmate, sakeme

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