Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences a few paragraphs from that story.
(I am trying to be honest about my length issues. *wry*)
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Utilitarian Virtue for
cherokee1 -- original fic about a wanderer between universes and her mysterious task (opening paragraphs of a novel
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Mukashi mukashi, there were four children named Ishimaru, Yuri, Keiei, and Shoumeiko, whose mother and father sent them away from Konoha during the Third Shinobi War because they had already been killed and resurrected once and that is more than enough for any parents to bear. They were sent to the estate of an elderly noble who had some tenuous connection to a previous daimyo of Fire Country, and who consequently kept many peculiar and dangerous objects in his storerooms. As the noble lived miles from the nearest village and his only contact with Konoha had been through the legendary Jiraiya, nobody knew about the problems until too late.
In any case, the four children settled in easily enough, since the old nobleman largely ignored them and they were careful to keep out of the housekeeper's way. While the weather was good, this caused nobody any harm, since they spent their days exploring the vast rambling wilderness that had formely been a set of formal gardens. But when a rainy day arrived, they were forced indoors and began to explore the aforementioned storerooms, with predictable results.
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And a bit from later on:
When the next rainy day arrived, Ishimaru and Yuri were somewhat reluctant to go back to the empty rooms, but Keiei and Shoumeiko made each other miserable in close company and eventually the elder two decided to separate them by means of playing hide-and-seek. Ishimaru forbade Keiei from using the little ninpou he'd learned at the academy before the war, which made him sulk, but under pressure he admitted it would be more useful to use his eyes and brain instead.
They played several rounds with no trouble, until it was Yuri's turn to be 'it' and Shoumeiko got turned around while looking for a good hiding place and found herself in the room with the mysterious cabinet. She didn't want to hide there -- that would only set the whole argument off again -- but by this time she was beginning to wonder if she had imagined Narnia and Tumnus-san after all. So she stepped inside, just to check, thinking she would easily have time to find a better hiding place before Yuri finished her count.
Just as she vanished into the dark belly of the cabinet, Keiei slid out from behind the open door, where he had been hiding in the dusty shadows. He was annoyed, first that Shoumeiko was in the room and thus spoiling his chances of trying to use ninjutsu to avoid Yuri when she inevitably checked behind the door (Yuri was very thorough about these things), and second that his sister seemed to still believe her nonsense about the cabinet, when anyone could tell it had a perfectly solid back and he had checked it all over for seals. If she didn't believe him...
Well, at the least he could give her a good scare. Keiei pulled a handful of shadows around himself to hide the dim, rain-soaked light of the storeroom, and slipped silently into the cabinet after his little sister.
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And from later yet:
Beaver-san was out of the cave like a flash the moment he heard the bells, too fast for Ishimaru or Yuri to stop him. "Oh, oh," Shoumeiko murmured to herself, biting the tips of her fingers. No matter how well he thought he could hide, if the Witch's magic was anything like ninpou, there was no telling what signs she might use to spy him out.
"We should leave, now," Yuri whispered to Beaver-san's wife. "Beaver-san is foolish, but he will not mind sacrificing his life for you and your country."
"She won't see him," Beaver-san's wife said in a comforting tone, but the children knew better than to believe her. Ishimaru motioned his sisters close and they were just about to begin sneaking away when they hear loud voices from above.
"Oh!" Beaver-san's wife said, clutching her bag in distress, but Shoumeiko smiled and shook her head.
"It's all right. That's not a fight; your husband sounds too happy for that."
"Let's go see what he found," Ishimaru said.
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And there you go. *stalks off to make a cage for the plot bunny*
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<3 So much fun!!! I really have to wonder at how shinobi children crash into the christian allegory... the cultural values are just so different!
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