My Favorite Weapon
Using a Demon Bat is a lot of hard work. You can't make the kill nice and clean, like with a scythe. You have to bludgeon the damn pre-kishin in one of its few weak spots over and over again. In this respect, Ian- my newest student- will never live up to my weapon of choice.
A bat is a blunt club. A weapon of rage and hatred. You have to have great pounding power to use one properly. And you also have to make sure you don't hit the bat's weak spot- or it'll snap like a twig. At least, with wooden bats. Thankfully, Ian is made of metal. Thankfully, I usually don't have to explain to Lord Death how my newest protégée ended up with a broken arm or leg or whatever appendage he uses for transforming. Or whatever ends up broke. I like the kid, but he can't come close to my favorite weapon.
The one with the bitterest memories for me.
A scythe can be used with precision, with grace. With elegance, dammit, and I miss that feeling! And he had to take it from me, with all his goddam philandering until I couldn't stand the nights I'd break down any longer. Of course, he never knew I cried over him. Nobody knew. But I had a nasty feeling Maka might just have listened in one night. Or several. I hated the idea that she knew I was fallible, that I could be weak as any other mortal. I wanted to be a goddess in her eyes and for that to never change... Am I vain for wanting to look strong in her eyes?
A scythe can slice and dice like a dream... If you know how to use it. A scythe, in my opinion, is the perfect bladed weapon. The swing, the heft, it's totally unlike a sword. The long shaft is perfect, even for shorter people. A short person can still wield a scythe twice his or her size. As Franken Stein proved with my favorite weapon. If he hadn't been a Death Scythe, my ex probably would have paired up again with him.
We both choose people that are bad for us, him and me. He's bad for me, and he stays friends with someone who biopsied him while he slept for most of their partnership. I still wonder whether or not they had a fling at one point. There were rumors to that effect, in college.
Why should I care? We were over. Spirit and I.
And over is over. No matter what my aching heart told me over and over and over again.
Melancholy Kami, as usual. I haven't checked this in forever, so I was stunned to realize I had a couple chappies in reserve... Mmmph. This was my birthday month, by the way... July 7. I forgot to update then, I was so crazy busy that week... When you're headed to college, that happens... Ah well.
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