—Here's a really short drabble thingy for SDK. It's not really set in a specific time or anything. You can make it pretty much any time you want.
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God, does this woman ever shut up? I swear she's always bitching about something or other. If I hadn't grown to tolerate her so much, I assure you, she'd be dead.
Yes, tolerate. Not like. Never like.
I don't -like- anyone. Sure, I like things, like a good fight, or sake, or distancing myself from bitchy women.
But never people. I cannot like people. I can only tolerate them.
I tolerate some more than others. Like Benitora and that Yuya woman. Of course, I still find them annoying. I probably always will. I'm just not a people person, and like I said, she's always bitching about something. Plus, she continues to tag along even when I tell her to go the hell away.
At least she's not as bad as Okuni, the insane, psycho, stalker bitch who can't take a hint. Yes, I know I'm sexy and irresistible. The memo has been sent. Leave. Me. ALONE!
OW! Did that fucking bounty hunter just smack me upside the head? That's it. I don't care how much I tolerate her. The sword is coming out.
She steps back and finally shuts up as I stand and begin to unsheath my sword. The scared look on her face kinda makes me feel guilty. Oh, come on. She should know by now that I wouldn't really hurt her just for something like that. I just want to get the message across that I don't tolerate her bitchy rants.
Then again, I barely listen to them anyway. I usually just tune her out after the first screech.
She's mumbling some apology, and I put my sword away and sit back down, facing the opposite direction.
I don't mean to make her scared of me. If anything, I want her tolerate me. Sad to say, but that loud-mouth is probably the best friend I've ever had.
Not that I'm into friendship or anything. After all, you have to like someone to be their friend. And I don't like anyone. I merely tolerate.
I glance behind me where Yuya has started trying to busy herself with cleaning her gun. She doesn't seem to be paying me any mind and no one else is around so, I allow the slightest of smirks to cross my face for a split second.
Then again, you have to like something at least a little bit to tolerate it.
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–DixieGoddess