Post by Lisa on Feb 15, 2010 14:11:32 GMT 10
Title: The Things We Owe
Rating: G
Length: 299
Competitor: Lalasa
Round/Fight: 1/F
Summary: Kel has been trying to find a way to repay Lalasa for the fine she refused to take.
She still had the thirty gold crowns that Lalasa had refused, years before. The velvet bag sat at the bottom of her bureau drawers, waiting for the day that her quiet friend might be willing to take it. But Lalasa was no closer to accepting it than she had been after her trial.
Kel then decided that she would make it up to Lalasa through work; she got all her clothing through her store – not that she wanted to go elsewhere – and recommended her to anyone who wanted women’s clothing. But it didn’t feel like much of a stretch, since her dresses were the most popular in Corus already.
It wasn’t until she was back from the war in Scanra, after her months of border patrol ended and she was back in Corus again, that she was able to sit down with Lalasa and speak of their past, and the coins she still kept hidden away. But Lalasa refused again; she did so with the sweetest of smiles, and Kel was thunderstruck. She had failed to notice so much about the other woman when they were both young girls, struggling to find their places in their chosen fields.
Now, though, Kel understood from four years of war that you might not get second chances. And when she felt the desire to touch her lips to Lalasa’s, it would be better to do so now, rather than regret not doing so for the rest of her life.
So she did – it was a quick kiss, but she wasn’t pushed away forcefully, or even modestly. Lalasa simply accepted the kiss, and beamed up at her when Kel finally pulled away.
“That’s what I wanted,” she said softly, taking Kel’s hands in her own. “Not your coin, not the ladies who came in here on your recommendation. Just you.”
Rating: G
Length: 299
Competitor: Lalasa
Round/Fight: 1/F
Summary: Kel has been trying to find a way to repay Lalasa for the fine she refused to take.
She still had the thirty gold crowns that Lalasa had refused, years before. The velvet bag sat at the bottom of her bureau drawers, waiting for the day that her quiet friend might be willing to take it. But Lalasa was no closer to accepting it than she had been after her trial.
Kel then decided that she would make it up to Lalasa through work; she got all her clothing through her store – not that she wanted to go elsewhere – and recommended her to anyone who wanted women’s clothing. But it didn’t feel like much of a stretch, since her dresses were the most popular in Corus already.
It wasn’t until she was back from the war in Scanra, after her months of border patrol ended and she was back in Corus again, that she was able to sit down with Lalasa and speak of their past, and the coins she still kept hidden away. But Lalasa refused again; she did so with the sweetest of smiles, and Kel was thunderstruck. She had failed to notice so much about the other woman when they were both young girls, struggling to find their places in their chosen fields.
Now, though, Kel understood from four years of war that you might not get second chances. And when she felt the desire to touch her lips to Lalasa’s, it would be better to do so now, rather than regret not doing so for the rest of her life.
So she did – it was a quick kiss, but she wasn’t pushed away forcefully, or even modestly. Lalasa simply accepted the kiss, and beamed up at her when Kel finally pulled away.
“That’s what I wanted,” she said softly, taking Kel’s hands in her own. “Not your coin, not the ladies who came in here on your recommendation. Just you.”