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[i]All I saw was blood, all I could hear was the howling of the people who thought they had triumphed as I held Kido's head in my lap. He was in pain. So much pain. And all I could do was watch as he slowly drifted away. For days, all I could do was mourn and weep about my loss; I loved him and he loved me. I'd lost hope, became distant with the people whom I have called my family. In my home, all I did was sit there unmotivated by life. I didn't want to live anymore.

And that's when it hit me.

Kido would not want to see me like that. He'd want me to carry on, trying to find my own happiness even with out him by my side. But I took it in a different way. I wanted to kill every last one of them. I trained and trained, hoping that the invaders would come back so I could avenge Kido's death. Soon, I was fully engulfed with my obsession for revenge. I was angry, miserable, even.

Now I realize that the way of the Bushido had almost slipped my mind. But I now remain bitter and unhappy, aware that I have changed. I've changed so much to the point where I almost couldn't recognize myself.
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Saidani sat with the group, listening to the stories that had been passed around: some were melancholic and some were joyous. No one was holding back from what they wanted to say, whether or not their stories would be anything worth listening to. Siegfried reminisced about the time he'd lost a fight, Jack had taken off his mask and made those around him fall silent, and Denzel attempted to change the mood and bring things into a more positive light. The woman looked at all of them, only interested in drinking her night away just to make it go by faster. Her brow rose as she further listened to Denzel's words. 

[i]"Now... How about we all enjoy a more pleasant story? I'm sure someone around here has some loved ones back home? I have a few friends back home in Harazan, old patients i'd love to hear about, see how they're doing! Last i heard from a friend, he got married, and had a beautiful daughter...! Heh, even times like these, there's always room for a little love, brilliant, don't you think?"[/i]

This made her roll her eyes in irritation, coughing to cut in. "[color=f7976a]In times like these, love will only get you hurt[/color]," the woman snarled, crossing her arms as she did so. "[color=f7976a]It's a bit foolish to think that there is room for love at all[/color]," she continued on, blowing the strands of hair from her face. What she said was what she believed, and although what she said may have sounded harsher than it should have, Saidani held no apologies in mind. "Well aren't you a bit bitter?" A man chuckled as he looked over to her, "c'mon, luv! I'm sure you'll find love soon!" This statement made her even more irritable, causing her to snap back, "[color=f7976a]and I'm sure you'd like to have my foot up your-[/color]" Her words were cut off by laughter towards her demeanor. "Lighten up! Quit your fussin', we're all having a bit of fun here!"