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- the day before qt sets out for the thousand demon daggers, he gives her her own set of swords: one long sword and one short sword. her original dagger is strapped to her thigh
- thirteen wears a cloak of sorts to match qi. wears her hair in a bun instead of a braid maybe
qi's "death":
“...I’ll see who dares to stop me.”
Qi’s voice carries across the ridge,
[thirteen’s on a tree or smth idk boutta jump down to save her dumbass shifu]
And then. The pale-haired woman shifts, hand dropping to her sword. She sees it happening before it even occurs, steel going neatly through Qi’s heart from the back. Any other time, he would notice. But he’s fatigued, even if he doesn’t show it, and for some damn reason he trusts this woman. This woman she’s never heard of.
Her hand snaps out, flinging her short sword straight at the woman’s head, but it’s not made to be thrown. It’s far too sl–
Steel. Red soaking black.
Thirteen slaps a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming out.
[more stuff, thirteen is under surveillance for a while bc she was known to be qi’s student]
note:
i-if i make a sequel about canon..:flushed: she learns how to use the shuriken bc she never wants to be too slow in a ranged attack ever again