100 Days, 100 Drabbles (#33: Words)
Genre: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Title: 100 Days, 100 Drabbles
Chapter Title: Words (033/100)
Author:
catalyst283
Word count: 302
Rating: G
Warnings: implied images
Notes: More ideas on a specific character; I was trying for a prompt at
avatar_contest, but it didn’t exactly work out. That’s alright, though, because I’m kind of interested in how this turned out…
------------------
Words
Her eager face peeks out from behind the curtain, the maliciousness belonging on a face much older. She feels her brother beneath her, watching the same spectacle with much less eager eyes. Any other time she would feel the fear coming off his body in waves, but right now she is too interested in the scene in front of her. And a most interesting scene it is.
Father, revoke Iroh's birthright. I am your humble servant, here to serve you and our nation. Use me.
Her ears can scarcely hear one thing before something else invades, a new piece of the verbal war between the two men in the front of the room. She is a child, but her ears and eyes have shown her things beyond her age. She knows much more than her brother would ever dream to know, knows much more than her mother could ever think she did. Things are escalating quickly, and so she watches the scene with anticipation. Her grandfather speaks again, and she can feel her brother trembling beneath her, the curtain slightly swaying.
I think Iroh has suffered enough. But you, your punishment has scarcely begun!
And the curtain flutters, her brother running off in the other direction in quite a hurry. She smirks at him before turning back to the scene before her, partially glad she doesn’t have to share it with anyone else anymore. In any case, her brother definitely isn’t the courageous one; she doesn’t need anyone to tell her that.
You must know the pain of losing a first born son, by sacrificing your own.
She’ll be back to tell her brother what she heard, for sure, but that doesn’t mean he’s going get all the details. He’d never believe her, anyway.
Title: 100 Days, 100 Drabbles
Chapter Title: Words (033/100)
Author:
catalyst283
Word count: 302
Rating: G
Warnings: implied images
Notes: More ideas on a specific character; I was trying for a prompt at
avatar_contest, but it didn’t exactly work out. That’s alright, though, because I’m kind of interested in how this turned out…
------------------
Words
Her eager face peeks out from behind the curtain, the maliciousness belonging on a face much older. She feels her brother beneath her, watching the same spectacle with much less eager eyes. Any other time she would feel the fear coming off his body in waves, but right now she is too interested in the scene in front of her. And a most interesting scene it is.
Father, revoke Iroh's birthright. I am your humble servant, here to serve you and our nation. Use me.
Her ears can scarcely hear one thing before something else invades, a new piece of the verbal war between the two men in the front of the room. She is a child, but her ears and eyes have shown her things beyond her age. She knows much more than her brother would ever dream to know, knows much more than her mother could ever think she did. Things are escalating quickly, and so she watches the scene with anticipation. Her grandfather speaks again, and she can feel her brother trembling beneath her, the curtain slightly swaying.
I think Iroh has suffered enough. But you, your punishment has scarcely begun!
And the curtain flutters, her brother running off in the other direction in quite a hurry. She smirks at him before turning back to the scene before her, partially glad she doesn’t have to share it with anyone else anymore. In any case, her brother definitely isn’t the courageous one; she doesn’t need anyone to tell her that.
You must know the pain of losing a first born son, by sacrificing your own.
She’ll be back to tell her brother what she heard, for sure, but that doesn’t mean he’s going get all the details. He’d never believe her, anyway.