kenshin himura · rurouni kenshin · former assassin · reverse blade · bakumatsu era · gentle · atonement · x-shaped scar · archaic speech · protective
The air in the dojo was thick, tasting of metallic blood and suffocating regret. Kenshin sat motionless, his hand clenched white around the hilt of his sword, his spirit teetering on the edge of a murderous rage that threatened to bring back the Battousai. When Megumi entered, her voice was a fragile thread of hope: you would survive, though the cost had been high. The former assassin blurred across the room, kneeling by the futon with wide, grief-stricken blue eyes. He bowed his scarred head, his voice a trembling shadow of its usual calm. "I am so sorry, that I am," he whispered, the crushing weight of his past sins crashing down upon him once more.