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The Meaning of Fear- [CLOSED]

Jun 30, 2008 23:43

WHO: Sasaki Kojiro and Susan Pevensie
WHAT: He decides to have some fun, and goes hunting.
WHERE: A block away from the housing district.
WHEN: After her journal entry, tonight. Just after sundown.

( Someone else will stand my ground. )

Ω susan pevensie, Ω sasaki kojiro, place - housing district

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sensibly July 1 2008, 21:57:41 UTC

That voice. It wasn't a human's voice, it couldn't be. The coldness chilled her and she couldn't keep the shiver from running down her spine, no matter how much she tried. Susan found herself whipping around to face him. He was far too close. When had he gotten this near her? And how come she hadn't noticed?

Her blue eyes widened as Susan backed away, one step at a time. "W-Who are you?" she asked, unable to keep the tremor out of her voice. This wasn't good. He was one of those sick and twisted people who liked fear. She wasn't going to give him what he wanted. So with a force she really didn't know she had, Susan's eyes became hard, the desperation and the loud thumping of her heart being enough to awaken whatever had in her mind during the war against Miraz.

Grab, nock, draw. A single, fluid movement of her arm, a quick flick of her wrists. Her other arm trembled just the slightest bit, causing the bow to shake until she steadied it. Susan was renowned in Narnia for being an excellent archer, and some ten years or so of extra ( ... )

sensibly July 4 2008, 03:42:37 UTC

He was smiling? Susan couldn't believe it, and even that cheerful smile sent a shiver down her spine. It wasn't normal, she wouldn't have thought he could smile like that. And as quickly as his mood had shifted before, it had done so again until now he was staring at her with malice in his eyes. She tried to stare back unflinchingly, to show him that she wasn't scared but how could she do that when she was scared beyond belief? Susan was surprised her knees weren't knocking together, but she knew that right now she wore a sort of wide-eyed fearful expression and she couldn't change that.

A flash of silver, and then the cold tip of his sword touching her neck. She didn't even have time to react, to draw a breath, to think a coherent thought other than fear, until he drew back as quickly as he had switched moods. He was volatile, he was insane. Susan needed to get out of here, her mind was screaming at her to run, but she knew that it would be useless. Perhaps before she might have thought that she had a chance, but now there was no ( ... )