the androgynous keeper of plushfrogs (
crossfortune) wrote in
rainbowfic2015-06-18 06:13 pm
Entry tags:
the best-laid plans
Name: Mischa
Story: as if words could be undone
Colors: octarine (Multiple exclamation marks are a sure sign of a diseased mind), spark (Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown)
Supplies and Styles: canvas
Word Count: 161
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Mikha is never allowed to solve problems again.
“Did you just push him out a window?!”
For someone who was so soft-spoken and faithful, who always insisted on a lady’s courtesy, the volume and pitch of Iulia’s voice could raise alarmingly quickly. Mikha can already feel the headache beginning.
“You’re not blind, Iulia.” she says. The fall won’t kill him, more’s the pity.
“You didn’t need to do that!” Iulia shrieks. “That was absolutely unnecessary-”
Mikha just ignores her: she’s too busy stuffing papers into her bag. They don’t have the time to argue right now.
“Next time, don’t scream so loudly.” she says, and rolls her eyes. Next time, she’s not bringing Iulia: why hadn’t she brought Mira again? Oh, right, he was busy helping Rahela with her project. At least she has what she needs, though it’s not anywhere near as clean as she would have liked. And now they’re going to have to make a run for it. “Let’s go. I hope you’re ready to run.”
Story: as if words could be undone
Colors: octarine (Multiple exclamation marks are a sure sign of a diseased mind), spark (Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown)
Supplies and Styles: canvas
Word Count: 161
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Mikha is never allowed to solve problems again.
“Did you just push him out a window?!”
For someone who was so soft-spoken and faithful, who always insisted on a lady’s courtesy, the volume and pitch of Iulia’s voice could raise alarmingly quickly. Mikha can already feel the headache beginning.
“You’re not blind, Iulia.” she says. The fall won’t kill him, more’s the pity.
“You didn’t need to do that!” Iulia shrieks. “That was absolutely unnecessary-”
Mikha just ignores her: she’s too busy stuffing papers into her bag. They don’t have the time to argue right now.
“Next time, don’t scream so loudly.” she says, and rolls her eyes. Next time, she’s not bringing Iulia: why hadn’t she brought Mira again? Oh, right, he was busy helping Rahela with her project. At least she has what she needs, though it’s not anywhere near as clean as she would have liked. And now they’re going to have to make a run for it. “Let’s go. I hope you’re ready to run.”

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I really enjoyed how callus she is about it. You know, enjoyed it in a literary sense. :X
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I enjoy it as well, and it's an interesting dichotomy to write. Since she's a reasonably (mostly) heroic person trying to do good in the world...that is sometimes also utterly callous while doing so.
(really I just am not very good at writing Shiny Heroic Heroes.)
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Thank you for reading.
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(I agree that she solved the problem admirably).