Disclaimer- Don't own. Don't want to. I'd wreck them if I did….lol
Just something to get over writer's block, I hope…
Soul
Sitting in her living room watching TV with Leonardo, April came to
wonder about something. Her eyes studied the swords on his back, then
glanced to his face and repeated the cycle again.
"April?
Something wrong?" Leo turned from the TV to look at her with
concern. She flustered at being caught. "I, um, no nothing's
wrong. I was just wondering about something…" "Like what?" He
tipped his head slightly. "Well you know how the Japanese believed
that a swordsman's soul was in his sword? Do you believe your soul
is in your swords?" She watched him consider it seriously. "Yes
and no, I guess. The swordsman relied on his weapon to aid him in
battle and with it the sword often saved the wielder's life from
whatever danger that threatened him. In a way he owed his life to the
weapon for being so reliable, you know?"
"Yeah." She smiled and glanced back to the TV. "So since you have two does that mean you're two faced?" She smiled jokingly at him. He laughed. "April, if I was I think you'd know that answer by now." And he sent her thinking once more about his personality and what she knew of him. He was calm and collected. A great leader to the others but there was another side to him when he fought. 'Maybe he was?' April shook her head. She'd never find that one out unless she got inside his head when he was in a battle. Maybe she could debate with Donnie later about that one.