ohhhhhh how about 61, 73, and 89 for saki?
61. What would have to be the most interesting thing about where yourcharacter lives?
She wouldn’t admit it, not now, but the first time Saki saw thesubmarine she almost wished to die during surgery. She’d had enough of notbeing able to go anywhere when she was younger, and the thought of spendingmost of her time underwater in a metal box sucked the life force out of her.
Then, one day, when she’s wiping a persistent stain from abull’s-eye, she sees a huge silhouette through it and sticks her face to the glass towatch.
She hears labored footsteps and the sound of Penguin’s cane against thefloor, and she doesn’t turn to face him even after he speaks.
“Why are you smooching that porthole?”
“Haha, you’re so funny—look!”
“What’s—wha—is that a sea king?”
They spend more time than is reasonable mouth breathing on the glass,staring at the monster gracefully swimming in the distance, and she hasn’t regretted hernew living arrangements since then.
73. If your character knew what they know now when they were youngerwould they do things in their life differently?
When there wasn’t any more blood left to pool around her feet, she slid thesword —his sword— from the bastard’s torso, wondering if she should have donethis sooner, how many more lives could have been spared, and she found itmattered little to her, because those lives hadn’t been important to her andthere was no point in imagining what ifs. Maybe she could not have done italone and those pirates had been a sort of blessing, but honestly, she didn’twant to think about it.
The final result was all that she cared about, and she had what shewanted. in the end.
89. Does your character like the ocean, or are they more of a landperson? Perhaps they prefer specific bodies of water, like ponds and rivers, orspecific locations on the land, like forests and mountains?
She leaned against the upper deck’s railing, pensive, and the breeze thatcarried the smell of salt everywhere made her want to jump into the water. Couldshe survive the fall? It looked like it would hurt, regardless.
“I want to swim,” she complained, more to herself than anybody else. Itwas ironic if she stopped to think about it, but she hadn’t had a good swim inyears.
Law didn’t need the power to read minds to understand the wistful lookshe was giving the waves below. “You’ll die if you do,” he said.
“Of course you’d know everything about it,” she snapped, embarrassed. “And I wasn’t going to.”
“Just saying, I’m not fishing you out.”
“I know.”
