--- Jason Liao <jliao@phoenix.Princeton.EDU> wrote:

On Sun, 27 Apr 2003 nausicaa@attbi.com wrote:

Ah, thought Keitaro.  A kendoist, like

Motoko.  This did not bode

well.
Er...doesn't bode well, just because he's a

kendoist?  I mean, Kuno hasn't
actually done anything yet.

Think of it from Keitaro's point of
view: "Someone like Motoko is here.
This does not bode well."  ^_-

did this for your sake, Urashima.  It is merely

the duty of a martial

artist to defend the weak.  Moreover, it would

seem this boy is a

pervert like yourself, rather than a true martial

artist."

Were he a true martial artist, then of course, I

would not deign to hit
him.

At least, that's what the sentance seems to imply.

^_^;;;

It seemed to me to imply that a true
martial artist would have cause Motoko
would pause to interfere in, whereas a
pervert was fair game.  That said...

---

I follow a code of honor none of the
so-called martial artists dare to even
begin to comprehend.

Ones such as ourselves should be
beyond combat.  Such petty grudges as
we share should be resolved through
the philosophies we have mastered en
route to attaining our control over
our bodies.  Besides, power versus
power is not so sure a thing as power
versus weakness; we should act so that
victory is assured.

And it is us who should be victorious.
Those without the will to control
themselves deserve no power over this
world.  They have it only because
there are so many of them, and so few
of us, that it takes time to properly
subvert them.  Even I need practice in
that art; I do so every day with my
own family.

And that is the true secret of my
"romantic interest": I have so
thoroughly broken his will that I
still do not know how to properly
cover it up, but allowing everyone to
believe he is in love with me will
suffice for now, so long as I
carefully do not acknowledge it as
romance.  I have sworn him to secrecy
on pain of death if he breathes a word
of the truth; under the circumstances,
a heart attack while he was in bed
with me could easily be dismissed by
blushes, and in saying nothing I would
technically not be lying.

It is the same with my other victims,
too.  None can tell who sees me as
sweet, and who merely plays along out
of fear.  My sister would drool if she
knew how many I could threaten and
manipulate - but restraint is part of
my control.  If I abuse my power,
those who fear me will have less
reason to think that compliance will
in fact result in better treatment,
and may begin to defy me.  And I can
not have that.  So I let them suffer
in silence: a visit, a look, is all
that is usually needed if they begin
to do something I object to.  And when
that fails...well, it is a chance for
more practice.  Just so long as I
avoid dragging in those who deserve
better than a servant's fate, and who
might be able to stand up to me.

My name is Kasumi Tendo, and I am a
bully.


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