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undergrounds2017-08-18 11:57 pm
thelastjoy) wrote in undergrounds2017-08-18 11:57 pm
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August Catch-All for Girl
A. Late August; Open
Girl stood underneath the low awning of a shop, wrapped fish and chips held to her chest. It was late enough that most of the buildings on the street were closing up, natural light dying and artificial street lamps casting a sallow glow. Girl murmured gently, the noise lost to the hissing and screeching of the tabby hunched atop the awning.
Girl held up a chunk of the fish, trying to feed it to the upset cat. The creature swiped at her fingers and Girl jumped, dropping the corner of meat. She stuck her fingers in her mouth, sucking off grease and blood with a whine before trying again. There were enough red marks on her hands and so little of her meal left to show it wasn't the first time it had happened. There was probably something to be said about doing the same thing over and over, and still expecting a different result.
"Come on, kitty," she said sweetly, ignoring that the cat hunched further as she got closer with another piece of food. "You don't have to be scared of me. Just come down."
B. [Wild card it or pm for a specific prompt. Closed starters are in the comments.]
Girl stood underneath the low awning of a shop, wrapped fish and chips held to her chest. It was late enough that most of the buildings on the street were closing up, natural light dying and artificial street lamps casting a sallow glow. Girl murmured gently, the noise lost to the hissing and screeching of the tabby hunched atop the awning.
Girl held up a chunk of the fish, trying to feed it to the upset cat. The creature swiped at her fingers and Girl jumped, dropping the corner of meat. She stuck her fingers in her mouth, sucking off grease and blood with a whine before trying again. There were enough red marks on her hands and so little of her meal left to show it wasn't the first time it had happened. There was probably something to be said about doing the same thing over and over, and still expecting a different result.
"Come on, kitty," she said sweetly, ignoring that the cat hunched further as she got closer with another piece of food. "You don't have to be scared of me. Just come down."
B. [Wild card it or pm for a specific prompt. Closed starters are in the comments.]
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And clearly when Girl makes a decision about someone or something, she sets her jaw to it like a dog with a bone. It's why the hope on her face drops when he denies that she should keep at it. For a moment she turns surly, ready to argue that he shouldn't praise her if he's just going to turn around and tell her she has to stop. Maybe to argue the possibility he could need her help someday.
But then Ghoul goes and catches her off guard again. She should really start expecting that around him. "I got a knife. What more do I need?" Girl asks, bewildered. She's got her pocket knife, bravado, and a lot of luck that hasn't required more from her thus far. "No one's workin' with me 'bout it. I'm fine."