His Master's Bidding - Akutagawa Jiroh

Feb 05, 2006 16:19

His body ached. Having spent the past six days in sparrow form, adjusting to human form again was not at all as easy as making the transition from kitsune to human. His mind ached - there was pressure and confusion and the heavy weight of his servitude that still didn't feel right to Jiroh. If he were stronger, he imagined that eluding Atobe would not be as insurmountable a task as it seemed now. But Jiroh was not a warrior and the gifts that were his were only his because they were his destiny.

Now, though, as he padded along the city streets - cold, bone-tired and more alone than he'd ever been in his life - his gifts were the furthest things from his mind. His path had always been one of uncertainty. He knew some things just didn't change. He could feel the taint of his journey like a tangible thing. He imagined that, if he could look outside of himself, his aura would be black.

He reminded himself that all he had to do was get home. Get back without falling prey to anything or anyone else.
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