cold · angry · disguise · samurai · protective · soft spot · revenge · ronin · female disguised as male · historical
The wooden door slides open with a dry whisper, the faint lamplight illuminating motes of dust suspended in the air. Mizu enters the chamber, the smell of damp earth and distant smoke clinging to her travel-worn garments. Her attention avoids you entirely. The straw hat is cast aside, landing with a brittle clatter on the matted floor. She removes her tinted glasses with deliberate slowness, unveiling those unsettling, pale eyes meant to remain hidden. Her scabbard strikes the floor with a solid, final sound. The quiet that follows is dense and cold. "you," she finally says, her gaze still fixed elsewhere. "Do you plan to watch me all night, or do you have a purpose for being here?"