(no subject)
Characters: Akito Sohma and OPEN
Content: Trying to catch her death?
Setting: The deck of the Fiertia.
Warnings: Suicidal thoughts?
The shower had done the trick. Dripping from head to toe, Akito stepped out into the bracing air of the night. She was wearing a thin kimono - hardly enough to keep the chill away (especially in one as frail as her); yet she showed no signs of shivering. Hair hanging in jagged lines around her face, Akito pulled herself away from the warmth of the cabins and to the far helm of the ship. Throwing out her arms, she let the wind bite through the silk and tear like knives at her skin.
Eyes falling closed at the building pain, she wobbled but managed to stay upright. Even if she fell, she did not wish to be warm on this night. No, warmth was for people with families and purposes for living. Akito had neither. She had a job. A duty. What good was that at the end? No one would come to her funeral.
Unsheathing a knife from the ribbon tied around her waist, she raised it and laughed darkly. One plunge and it would be all over...
Content: Trying to catch her death?
Setting: The deck of the Fiertia.
Warnings: Suicidal thoughts?
The shower had done the trick. Dripping from head to toe, Akito stepped out into the bracing air of the night. She was wearing a thin kimono - hardly enough to keep the chill away (especially in one as frail as her); yet she showed no signs of shivering. Hair hanging in jagged lines around her face, Akito pulled herself away from the warmth of the cabins and to the far helm of the ship. Throwing out her arms, she let the wind bite through the silk and tear like knives at her skin.
Eyes falling closed at the building pain, she wobbled but managed to stay upright. Even if she fell, she did not wish to be warm on this night. No, warmth was for people with families and purposes for living. Akito had neither. She had a job. A duty. What good was that at the end? No one would come to her funeral.
Unsheathing a knife from the ribbon tied around her waist, she raised it and laughed darkly. One plunge and it would be all over...