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Marshal Wallace ♊️
Marshal
Sweat drips off my skin while I whip through poses, trying my hardest.
Jōdan, Chudan, Seigan, Heito, Ten Chi Jin-
"Ah!" I yell out as my body recoils when I'm hit.
I drop my bo staff. Stings burn in a line across the back of my shoulder and back.
"Ung," I groan when I'm hit again.
I fall to the ground, weak as shit, struggling.
"You dropped your staff," he says calmly and hits me again.
"Ssss... ouch! You freakin crazy?" Slips out my mouth.
Just imagine if he was hitting me with his staff instead of the bo.
He pulls his bo staff back, then swings again, but this time I grab it before he can hit me.
"Too distracted by the pain to retrieve your staff," he point out, then spins; I let go of his staff before his movement can break my wrist.
I kick up and try to go for my staff. He stops me dead in my tracks by hitting me again.
Fuck!
"Take it easy... please!" I ask, out of breath from today's work load and pain.
"I am!" He starts rushing towards me.
His speed surprises me and makes my heart drop.
He's so old. It's so unbelievable.
I dive for my bow staff; my finger tips can barely touch it before I'm hit again.
"Ahhh!"
"This is taking it easy on you," he says softly while standing over me.
He hits me again. My body clinches up.
"Get up Marshal!" His voice booms.
He's doesn't raise his voice often at all.
I hold in all the feelings building inside me. Kicking up is painful and stiff. I grab my staff and rise with it slowly while watching him.
I flinch when he pretends to swing his staff. It sets me the fuck off.
This is new to me. Very new. Newer than everything else. I-
"The welts on your body could be a sword's sharp and deadly cut," his words make me sink inside of myself that much more.
My eyes water and stray away from his as soon as I think about the fears I've been trying my best to heal and grow pass.
I can't look at him. I feel-
"Cuts and scars. Wounds. I'm sure you've gotten to know quite a bit more about that since you've been here... in a very special way," he says; my eyes connect back with his instantly.
Koi.
He windmills his bo, then hits poses that seem stylized, but still sharp.
"I'm sure you've seen them on him. Felt them!" His old voice bounces off the walls while he speaks about my boyfriend without naming him.
"I'm sorry... alright! I'll do better. I get it-"
"Do you?" He asks.
I try to keep this negativity inside me down as best as I can. I squeeze my eyes shut for a bit, trying to find center fast.
Koi would probably be disappointed in my performance today.
"Yes... I do..." I tell him; when I look at him again, his energy confuses me.
"Do you? Do tell," he sighs.
I don't know if I'm imagining it, but there seems to be hope in his eyes.
"I'm listening," he nods and steps away from me.
My defenses turn off.
"Koi... he-he could die. I could die..." I force out.
"Hm..." comes from him.
My chest gets tighter and my breaths get more shallow.
"I would hit you again, but I have a soft spot for you. I expect you to grow. Dismissed," he says.
I bow immediately, feeling lesser than.
I was right. I should be happy I at least got that right, but I'm not. How could I be?
"Your boyfriend will be here shortly," he says, then bows.
"My boyfriend?" I look up kinda crazy as shit.
My mind stays stuck between my pain and a nervous feeling.
"Yes, I can't refer to him as that?" He asks.
"No... it's just. I don't know; I'm..." I trail off.
"Grateful," he says.
I notice that I'm failing to keep even a little bit of eye contact with him more and more.
That's not what I was going to say.
I look at the wood flooring instead of him.
"Curious... concerned," I get out, hoping that honesty will help the way I feel.
This is a lot for me right now.
"Be grateful," he says.
I struggle to let my uneasiness go, but eventually push it aside enough to speak.
"I am," I make clear.
He nods.
"I really am," I spin my staff properly, then offer it up to him in my palms.
It reminds me of how I gave my blade up to Grandmaster after Sea left. It reminds me of when I was given my blade at the tea shop: the tea shop where I killed another person, my second person... ever.
I killed for you Koi... like you killed for me.
"Enjoy your visit," Grandmaster Awkanatwe bows to me.
Our eyes connect.
"I don't know if I'll ever be your Koi, but I'll try my best. I'm trying," I assure.
No shit, I swear light twinkles in Grandmaster's eyes. He runs his hand down his beard before walking up to me. He takes my staff. I stand up straight.
"I have a Koi," he smiles and rests his hands on my shoulder.
A small chuckle leaves him. His energy feels light and warm now... like it usually feels. It pours a lil calmness into my system.
"Now, I have a Marshal and you will be amazing. You already are... even as a rising pupil and even as a new leader," he says.
Pulled this out my coochie frfr.
PULLED THE REWRITE OUT MY COOCHIE. LIKE BRUH. THIS WAS REWROTE LIKE A MUTHAFUCKA GODDDDAAAMNNNNNNNN.
