I Took A Knife And Cut Out Her Eye... [CLOSED]
Characters: Mamma Gkika and Yuuko Ichihara (9 years old)
Content: A Jager meets a little witch.
Setting: marketplace in Garrettstown
Time: daytime, maaaaaany years ago
Warnings: Quiet!angry!loli.
The frog was dead.
She hadn't seen it die, but there is lay, prone and on its back, legs flopped to each side. There was no sign to show her how it'd met its end; maybe it had a heart attack. Chin to one bare knee, Yuuko thought about how big a frog heart's had to be. Very small, probably. Something you could crush between your fingers.
The amphibian was out of place, here among the bustle of people, and she remained crouched by a relatively quiet stall, ebony hair falling into her little face. Absently, she lifted a hand to rub at it, and smeared mud along one alabaster cheek. Between each of her toes, she could feel the mud, half-dry and half-squishy, so she wiggled them, not caring that it dirtied the tail of her kimono.
Yuuko cast a quick gaze to the side to find a rock big enough, and she gingerly picked it up, testing its weight in her fingers before holding it up above the dead frog with intention to smash it -- just to see what would happen.
It wasn't considered taking a life if its life was already exhausted.
Content: A Jager meets a little witch.
Setting: marketplace in Garrettstown
Time: daytime, maaaaaany years ago
Warnings: Quiet!angry!loli.
The frog was dead.
She hadn't seen it die, but there is lay, prone and on its back, legs flopped to each side. There was no sign to show her how it'd met its end; maybe it had a heart attack. Chin to one bare knee, Yuuko thought about how big a frog heart's had to be. Very small, probably. Something you could crush between your fingers.
The amphibian was out of place, here among the bustle of people, and she remained crouched by a relatively quiet stall, ebony hair falling into her little face. Absently, she lifted a hand to rub at it, and smeared mud along one alabaster cheek. Between each of her toes, she could feel the mud, half-dry and half-squishy, so she wiggled them, not caring that it dirtied the tail of her kimono.
Yuuko cast a quick gaze to the side to find a rock big enough, and she gingerly picked it up, testing its weight in her fingers before holding it up above the dead frog with intention to smash it -- just to see what would happen.
It wasn't considered taking a life if its life was already exhausted.