Something to believe in
for Akito
Yesterday, 07:12 AM
The amount of practice required to master a skill was not something Seiko feared. What was life, if not constantly striving toward perfection, in trying to grow one's skills endlessly? Failure did not deter Seiko in the slightest. Those values had long since been instilled in them by their father. "Sometimes," they admitted, thinking carefully over Akito's question. Maybe they were getting too tangled in their thoughts when they were focused on their training. Maybe Akito was right. Surely he was- he was far more skilled than they were, after all. "Maybe that's where I'm struggling. But how do you force your mind to quiet?" Highly analytical, Seiko felt like they were always thinking about something. Their mind was rarely a quiet place at all. Akito's further explanation made sense though, and they nodded understanding. Leaning down to pick up the bamboo staff again, they spend a moment adjusting its position in their mouth and taking in a few measured breaths as they ensure it's being gripped properly. Once they're confident, they follow his lead, aiming a steady swing his direction. A few clumsy motions later and they catch up with him, only landing a hit once they try to do what he says- moving the weapon without thinking about it quite so hard. |
Note: Seiko is biologically female, but they identify as nonbinary (they/them pronouns).
Their companion - a female tabby cat with antlers, named Herajika - is often hanging around.
Their companion - a female tabby cat with antlers, named Herajika - is often hanging around.