Love's Labour's Lost [P|T]

[The God Damn Otokage]

A small home became her's after a small debate. The furnishings were non-existent but it had lights, plumbing, an ice box, and a cooking range. She haphazardly threw her belongings onto the floor of the bedroom and unrolled a sleeping bag with a pillow inside. Quietly she laid them out and look around. The place was terribly small and unfurnished but it was hers and she was alone... what else could matter?

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[The God Damn Otokage]

The bleakness here was pathetic but unless someone came to fetch her soon it would be hers for quite some time. She wanted to turn her mind to training now. She wanted strength, not the balance she offered to Elgar once. She wanted to be strong in her own right, strong enough to one day beat the man she once sought to protect... but where to begin? Breakfast was a good start. Rather pathetic seeing as she had next to nothing to make so she settled for left over rice balls. Not really delicious but filling. Now it was time to move on to training...

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