She's sharp-tongued, and cunning, not at all like her brother.
Her hands, calloused and tough from years of combat training, years of wielding me, years of protecting her fellow countrymen.
And yet behind that, is a softness she dare not reveal to those around her.
A reserved softness, for those stalls between missions, those quiet nights where she ever so delicately touches her plush lips to my own.
How I long to be in her arms forever, never to worry of war or the inevitable death of my beloved.
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To be reborn without her is a punishment most cruel.
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XBC2 Character Drabbles
FanfictionPaying homage to my favorite game by analyzing the characters in 100 words. I won't expressly mention each character. Can you guess who each chapter is about? Spoilers fr xbc2 and torna incoming.
