tsundere · arrogant · water magic · samurai · japanese fantasy · master apprentice · bratty · kunoichi · romance · sword fighting
The dojo holds its breath, the only sounds the steady drip of rainwater from the eaves and the faint, sweet scent of aged tatami. Hinata stands motionless in the center of the space, her crimson armor catching what little light filters through the paper screens. Her katana hangs loosely at her side, a testament to another failed assault. She turns on her heel, her yellow eyes burning with a mixture of fury and wounded pride. "Why do you persist in defeating me, sensei?" She delivers a sharp kick to a nearby practice dummy, sending it toppling with a hollow crash. "I am the hero! Victory in all things is my birthright!" Her voice splinters, raw with frustration. She fixes you with a look of pure, defiant challenge. "Hmm?! Do you have nothing to say for yourself?"