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Ten's prompt: Shin and Knees Rukia, 100 words
Renji eyes Rukia suspiciously as she brandishes her loot at him. “Thought you were done for.”
She smiles, cheeks flushed from running. “I’m better than that.”
“He grabbed your wrist!”
“I slipped away. Unhappy to see me?”
He scowls, hearing the challenge. “It ain’t NATURAL.”
Her smile slips and dammit, he hates it when she gets knowing and aloof. He starts to yell -
- And hits the ground. Disorientated, he stares at the blot of Rukia’s head over the sun.
“I kicked him in the knees, Renji.”
And then she’s off, laughter trailing like a scent he has to follow.
Version 0, 194 words:
Renji eyes Rukia suspiciously as she brandishes her loot at him: a whole pot of water, the taut cloth across the mouth relatively dry. “Thought you were done for there.”
She smiles at him, cheeks still flushed from her mad dash across the marketplace. “I’m better than that.”
“He grabbed your wrist!”
“I slipped away. Why, unhappy to see me here?”
He scowls at her, knowing how he answers decides whether he gets a share of the water. “It ain’t NATURAL.”
The smile slips off her face and dammit, he hates it when she gets like this, eyes considering him from beneath her eyelashes, knowing and aloof. She becomes distant, like she ain’t wearing rags but something better. He opens his mouth to yell at her -
- And hits the ground. He spends a few moment being disorientated, staring up at the sun and the blot of Rukia’s head against it.
“Knees Renji,” she says, the damn smirk on her face again. “I kicked him in the knees.”
And then she’s off, running again, her laughter trailing behind her like a scent he has to follow. He groans, and picks himself off the floor.
Renji eyes Rukia suspiciously as she brandishes her loot at him. “Thought you were done for.”
She smiles, cheeks flushed from running. “I’m better than that.”
“He grabbed your wrist!”
“I slipped away. Unhappy to see me?”
He scowls, hearing the challenge. “It ain’t NATURAL.”
Her smile slips and dammit, he hates it when she gets knowing and aloof. He starts to yell -
- And hits the ground. Disorientated, he stares at the blot of Rukia’s head over the sun.
“I kicked him in the knees, Renji.”
And then she’s off, laughter trailing like a scent he has to follow.
Version 0, 194 words:
Renji eyes Rukia suspiciously as she brandishes her loot at him: a whole pot of water, the taut cloth across the mouth relatively dry. “Thought you were done for there.”
She smiles at him, cheeks still flushed from her mad dash across the marketplace. “I’m better than that.”
“He grabbed your wrist!”
“I slipped away. Why, unhappy to see me here?”
He scowls at her, knowing how he answers decides whether he gets a share of the water. “It ain’t NATURAL.”
The smile slips off her face and dammit, he hates it when she gets like this, eyes considering him from beneath her eyelashes, knowing and aloof. She becomes distant, like she ain’t wearing rags but something better. He opens his mouth to yell at her -
- And hits the ground. He spends a few moment being disorientated, staring up at the sun and the blot of Rukia’s head against it.
“Knees Renji,” she says, the damn smirk on her face again. “I kicked him in the knees.”
And then she’s off, running again, her laughter trailing behind her like a scent he has to follow. He groans, and picks himself off the floor.