*Scorn* !!D4MGD0ZwZl 2008/04/27 (Sun) 18:42 No. 1603 ▼
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"Could you do it for me? I've never used a razor like this before."
"Hmm? But you were clean shaved when I found you, how can you never have used a razor before?"
"Well I remember in my world, we had a different kind of razor. They were differently designed to this."
"Is that so~"
With a flourish she drapes the towel around your shoulders and begins to lather your face up, working so close to your face you can get smell her fresh clean body. She smells like strawberries....
"Don't you have to sharpen it first?" You say as she washes the it in the water.
"Well I cast a little charm on it so it won't ever loose it's edge. Always sharpening seemed to be a waste of time. Lift your chin -ze."
You do as she asks and she begins to run the blade gently over your skin. She's being tentative, probably to avoid cutting you while she builds up confidence, closing your eyes you try to relax more and communicate that in your body language to her. Even so your heart beats fast, but is that because of the edge at your throat or her hot breath on your face?
"So," You swallow and try to speak again after she moves the razor from your neck. "Why do you shave your legs Marisa? I mean, you always wear long skirts so you don't really need to..."
Stopping to wash the razor clear of foam and stubble she smiles gently at you.
"I'm going to let you in on a little secret David."
Propping a mirror up on a cushion in front of you she walks around behind you and leans over your shoulder as she begins to work on your cheeks. You swallow hard again as her body presses against yours and prey she doesn't notice.
"You see, I'm going to be the best one day."
"The best at what?"
"The best, at everything."
Her eyes light up as she speaks.
"I want to be the best at everything there is and I'm going to do it by my self. Part of being the best means looking the best, so I take care of the way I look." Slosh as she washes the blade again, skrit as she goes back to shaving.
"Being the best is why I study magic, magic can do anything. If you have the right spell that is."
Slosh slosh, skrit skrit.
"Alice and Patchy think the way I use magic is wasteful and excessive, but I believe that it doesn't matter how much magic you waste if you have lots to spare. Besides, it's not magic if it isn't flashy!"
"Why do you want to be the best, Marisa?"
"Because I was born ordinary. Even when I was little I used to read all the time, my dad didn't like it because he thought it wasn't proper for a girl to read."
"But he couldn't stop me, I was enticed by books. By stories of the amazing people who came to Gensokyo to live with the Youkai, but when I looked around the village all I saw was boring ordinary people. That's when I realised I didn't want to be ordinary, I wanted to be some one special. I didn't want to scrape out an existence scrabbling in the dirt only to die and have no one remember me, I wanted someone to write books about me one day."
Remembering what she was supposed to be doing she snaps from her revelry and gets back to shaving.
"Side burns on or off?"
"On please, keep going by the way. I'm interested..."
"Really? All right I guess. Where was I?"
"You didn't want to be normal."
"That's right. Yeah, so I started studying magic. That made dad REALLY mad, witches don't get married usually because normal people consider us weird."
You have to bite your tongue to stop your self from saying, I can imagine.
"He kept trying to stop me, threw out my books and made me work until I was too tired to study. But I wouldn't give in, even when all I could do was stumble into bed I'd still stay up half the night and study. That really drove him nuts, he kept threatening to throw me out if I didn't stop disobeying him....." A wistful look over takes her and her hand drops slightly.
"Did he throw you out?"
"Hm? Oh, no in the end I left him! To be honest I don't think he was ever serious about throwing me out, he certainly was surprised when I left with Mima-sama."
"Just someone from my past, that's another story in it's self. Let's just say that she was the one who gave me the confidence to go out into the big wide world and make a name for my self, she let me hang around her and I used to think that if I stayed with her she'd lead me to something great. I guess in a way she did."
She's nearly finished shaving, you prey that she takes her time. You want to hear the rest of the story.
"Anyway, while I was still with Mima, I met someone amazing. She was opposing Mima and so I saw her as my enemy, we fought of course and she won. I was still starting out back then, now I'm considered one of the most powerful humans alive." You detect more than just a hint of pride in her voice. "This girl who beat me, I later found out that she barely did any training. All her power was natural and here I was struggling to stand on my own, I think it was meeting her that pushed me forwards from then on. I wanted to prove that Heroes are made, not born."
She stops to take a sip of her tea, you follow suit while you can.
"Eventually I left Mima and moved to the forest by my self, but I still wanted to prove my self to that girl. Over and over we fought and while I hate to admit it, she kicked my ass most of the time. And when I finally did beat her, well I guess I felt empty. All that effort I had spent trying to best her and for what? To see her recognize me as a worthy foe? That day was horrible, the world felt hollow. But you know what?"
"All that effort had made me stronger, I guess I was thankful to her in the end because I couldn't find it in me to hate her. So I dusted myself off and set out to reach new goals. That's when I started going on the adventures I told you about. There finished."
With a flourish she swipes the last of the hair from your face and let's you towel off as she cleans the razor one last time, you're surprised to see so much hair in the bowl. Running a finger over your chin it feels smooth, she did a good close shave.
"Thanks Marisa, I guess I needed that more than I knew."
"No problem, sorry about waffling on about my self so long. You must've been bored to death."
"Not at all."