Post by jazzyjess on Mar 5, 2010 2:53:42 GMT 10
Title: Turning Point
Rating: PG
Length: 300
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: Raoul and Kel go to a party.
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It is Midwinter and your company has been called to Corus. You might have gone even if you’d had a choice, because though you might be made to stay and attend rather than go and fight, you are certain that this holiday could be one of the greatest. There are servants and squires every time you turn your head, each toting a tray with some sort of cracker and paste or flutes of champagne and glasses of wine, but though you try to peer between them you just can’t see her.
There is a missive in your breast pocket that breathes a whisper of a promise, and when you first read the words your breath caught in your throat and for the first time in a long time, you wanted something more than you could ever have imagined wanting.
When the herald taps his staff twice, the same way he’s been doing all night, your eyes flicker to the door and finally, you are rewarded. She stands at the top of the stairwell, and she’s wearing a dress like you’ve never seen before. It is in the Mindelan colours and you can’t look away, just drink her in greedily, until your best friend touches your shoulder and says, “You did a fine job, Goldenlake.”
With those words you are brought back to the present, and you tear your eyes away from the woman you trained through squiredom. No one must know, you tell yourself, but you steal one last glance to see her staring right at you, and when your eyes meet you give a secret smile. “What else did you expect?” you tell Gary, and then you leave because you’ve made your appearance and you know that once she’s done her duty, Kel will find you.
She always does.
Rating: PG
Length: 300
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 2/A
Summary: Raoul and Kel go to a party.
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It is Midwinter and your company has been called to Corus. You might have gone even if you’d had a choice, because though you might be made to stay and attend rather than go and fight, you are certain that this holiday could be one of the greatest. There are servants and squires every time you turn your head, each toting a tray with some sort of cracker and paste or flutes of champagne and glasses of wine, but though you try to peer between them you just can’t see her.
There is a missive in your breast pocket that breathes a whisper of a promise, and when you first read the words your breath caught in your throat and for the first time in a long time, you wanted something more than you could ever have imagined wanting.
When the herald taps his staff twice, the same way he’s been doing all night, your eyes flicker to the door and finally, you are rewarded. She stands at the top of the stairwell, and she’s wearing a dress like you’ve never seen before. It is in the Mindelan colours and you can’t look away, just drink her in greedily, until your best friend touches your shoulder and says, “You did a fine job, Goldenlake.”
With those words you are brought back to the present, and you tear your eyes away from the woman you trained through squiredom. No one must know, you tell yourself, but you steal one last glance to see her staring right at you, and when your eyes meet you give a secret smile. “What else did you expect?” you tell Gary, and then you leave because you’ve made your appearance and you know that once she’s done her duty, Kel will find you.
She always does.