[31_days] - Precision (Ishidoro/Schierke) - (1/1)
Title: Precision
Day/Theme: September 04: The great bewildering city that you live in
Series: Berserk
Character/Pairing: Ishidoro/Schierke
Rating: G
"A city," Ishidoro said, picking up a pebble and stroking it with his thumb.
"What?" Schierke said, looking up from her book, and then shot Evarella a confused look when the she smirked and flew away, probably towards Puck and Guts off in the distance.
"You asked me where I was born," Ishidoro explained. "It was city."
In fact, Schierke had said, in a fit of frustration, that he was probably born from a barn. It wasn't something she'd normally say at all, but Ishidoro had a way of getting under her skin and making it hard for her to think, much less speak, properly.
Ishidoro threw the pebble in the water. It skipped twice before sinking.
Schierke carefully closed her book and walked over towards Ishidoro, who was watching her warily. She grabbed a pebble that was the color of rust that was next to his wrist and carefully tossed it into the lake. It skipped five times. "Use your wrist more carefully. Precision is important."
She expected him to scowl and proclaim that he knew that, but instead he picked up another stone and mimicked her.
It skipped four times.
Day/Theme: September 04: The great bewildering city that you live in
Series: Berserk
Character/Pairing: Ishidoro/Schierke
Rating: G
"A city," Ishidoro said, picking up a pebble and stroking it with his thumb.
"What?" Schierke said, looking up from her book, and then shot Evarella a confused look when the she smirked and flew away, probably towards Puck and Guts off in the distance.
"You asked me where I was born," Ishidoro explained. "It was city."
In fact, Schierke had said, in a fit of frustration, that he was probably born from a barn. It wasn't something she'd normally say at all, but Ishidoro had a way of getting under her skin and making it hard for her to think, much less speak, properly.
Ishidoro threw the pebble in the water. It skipped twice before sinking.
Schierke carefully closed her book and walked over towards Ishidoro, who was watching her warily. She grabbed a pebble that was the color of rust that was next to his wrist and carefully tossed it into the lake. It skipped five times. "Use your wrist more carefully. Precision is important."
She expected him to scowl and proclaim that he knew that, but instead he picked up another stone and mimicked her.
It skipped four times.