Notes: Blah, blah, blah... not my characters... Very short introspective piece. I am obsessed with Trowa, yes.

Personality

Duo asked me today if I actually had a personality. Naturally Quatre leapt to my defense, though I wasn't offended. I am perfectly aware of the fact that I keep things to myself. If it's not relevant to the mission, I see no reason to share.

And also, maybe it is a way of protecting myself. When one is a soldier, it is so easy to get lost in the cause. To lose sight of what makes you an individual, rather than just another weapon.

The other mercenaries would sit around and talk about their interests. And when one of them would die, their favorites would suddenly vanish from the conversation. It took something away. Maybe no one else noticed, but I did. It was as if their feelings and opinions had never existed- by speaking of them they gave them to the group, and by dying they were lost, along with the particular personality of that soldier.

Duo would be very surprised to know that I have a favorite author, favorite city, favorite season. Even a favorite song. Quatre doesn't know, though I swear he can look right into me sometimes.

And they won't know. Because when I die in this war, which I probably will – and very soon- I want to take those things that make me an individual, beyond my stolen name, beyond my status as a soldier, with me. I want to keep them close and die with them, and I don't want my death to take anything from their conversations at the victory celebration.