[i]Charlia wasn't sure about the boy. He was.. fueled by a hatred, something that she had known and experienced. She would look at Ike and see herself - granted, herself a hundred years ago: bloody and cruel, chaotic, and fueled by pure hate. It was a sad way. It wasn't a way that she wanted someone else to experience.[/i]
[i]In her hands, she caressed the burnt remains of Ian's rapier. The once shining metal was burnt off, almost in a rusty kind of way, creating patches of ugly craters and holes in the once beautiful needle and the grip. The woman's gloved fingers would wrap around the thin blade, before a satisfying, quick *snap!* would be heard, as the elf twisted off a portion of the rapier's needle.[/i]
"I point this out, because I see something better than a killer in you. [i]Someone[/i] better, in fact. Where you, and others, would see an abomination - I see a potential for redemption."
[i]The clutter of steel rang as the rapier was dropped, before Charlia turned, facing Ike. She would find herself studying him.. thin, but quick on his feet. He wasn't skilled, but that rune.. it twisted him. It was what kept him going, somehow..[/i]
"First things first: admit to me that your rune is your only lifesaver. Not skill, not swords. The rune."
[i]Charlia.. well, wanted to test Ike. His admittance was the key. She wanted for him to realize that she would at least attempt to teach him proper swordplay, and.. well, a little more in the future.[/i]
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