Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 8:08:30 GMT 10
Title: No Right
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 169
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings: Touch without consent; violence
Summary: “No, let go of me!”
Notes: Dark prompts are interesting.
“No, let go of me!” a woman screamed. Red hair flew free of tight braids, the power of storms and angry winds released from even stronger holds. “Don’t ever touch me that way; I gave you no right!”
The man flew across the room. His breath was forced from him as his back slammed against the wall. Tris was at him at an instant, pummelling with her fists.
Vines halted her motions. Kind living metal bound her wrists. Something spun her away, spun her taught and tight with three auras she knew to the deepest depths of her heart and magic.
“Briar. Daja. Sandry,” she called to them each. They arrived in the room to embrace her in full. “I told him not to. He didn’t listen.”
Briar turned. The man was still breathing. Briar would make sure he ended up in the docks; they all would. No one disobeyed their Tris, not in something like this.
“Sandry, take her home. Daja and I will bring this pig in.”
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 169
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings: Touch without consent; violence
Summary: “No, let go of me!”
Notes: Dark prompts are interesting.
“No, let go of me!” a woman screamed. Red hair flew free of tight braids, the power of storms and angry winds released from even stronger holds. “Don’t ever touch me that way; I gave you no right!”
The man flew across the room. His breath was forced from him as his back slammed against the wall. Tris was at him at an instant, pummelling with her fists.
Vines halted her motions. Kind living metal bound her wrists. Something spun her away, spun her taught and tight with three auras she knew to the deepest depths of her heart and magic.
“Briar. Daja. Sandry,” she called to them each. They arrived in the room to embrace her in full. “I told him not to. He didn’t listen.”
Briar turned. The man was still breathing. Briar would make sure he ended up in the docks; they all would. No one disobeyed their Tris, not in something like this.
“Sandry, take her home. Daja and I will bring this pig in.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!