First Person (entry type)- prompt: Someone important to you
...How many of you have brothers and sisters?
How many of you want to DECK your brothers and sisters?
[locked to friends]I'm not a kid anymore, Derk. I'm a PILOT, for Christ's sake. I'm old enough to hang out with boys, and if... he... offers me weed I'll just say no. I thought he trusted me...
And I kind of need to do this sort of thing so I can keep my guns and swords and the Energy Sheath working and more powerful, too. I love him, and I know he means well, but I feel like he wants me to stay his little sister that he protects.
It's my turn to protect him.
Dammit.[locked]
Third Person (better than expected):
Sara takes a moment to frown at her reflection in the still water of the Bay, then she draws her arms to the side and pushes in.
Keenan blinked. "...Girl, what the ever-loving lord are you doing?"
"Trying to make my boobs look bigger," she - there was no other word for it - whined.
Keenan choked off his spluttered laughter at Sara's dirty look. "Sorry, s'just... okay, enlighten me. What's movin' a letter or two up gonna do for you?"
"Come on, Kaycee." Sara looked him in the eyes with a frown she didn't realize was utterly rediculous. "If I look more like a woman and less like a girl, SOME PEOPLE might stop TREATING me like a girl."
Keenan sighed. "Sara, you're a sweetheart, but it do not be workin' that way. All that'll happen in your brother's eyes is 'oh great, now I'll have to beat off boys with a stick instead of a glare.' Sides, you ain't exactly got the smallest boobs in the world."
"I'm an A-cup," Sara snarls.
Keenan grinned.
"What?" Sara said.
Keenan reached around her and squeezed her, experimentally.
"...h-hey!" Sara said, more out of surprise than indignation - Keenan was kind of that way, and kind of cute.
"Bullshit," he said. "B. On your frame, and with the sweaters you wear, that counts for a hell of a lot, girl. Count your blessings. Not everyone can have Anna's rack."
Sara thought about this, then grinned. Fangs. "Yeah, they'd look kind of odd on you - ow!"
Sara swung wildly in retaliation for Keenan's cuffing her, and missed, and then started to chase him while waving her firsts, both laughing the whole time.
Re: Sara Smith // Bliss Stage // 2 of 2
...How many of you have brothers and sisters?
How many of you want to DECK your brothers and sisters?
[locked to friends]I'm not a kid anymore, Derk. I'm a PILOT, for Christ's sake. I'm old enough to hang out with boys, and if... he... offers me weed I'll just say no. I thought he trusted me...
And I kind of need to do this sort of thing so I can keep my guns and swords and the Energy Sheath working and more powerful, too. I love him, and I know he means well, but I feel like he wants me to stay his little sister that he protects.
It's my turn to protect him.
Dammit.[locked]
Third Person (better than expected):
Sara takes a moment to frown at her reflection in the still water of the Bay, then she draws her arms to the side and pushes in.
Keenan blinked. "...Girl, what the ever-loving lord are you doing?"
"Trying to make my boobs look bigger," she - there was no other word for it - whined.
Keenan choked off his spluttered laughter at Sara's dirty look. "Sorry, s'just... okay, enlighten me. What's movin' a letter or two up gonna do for you?"
"Come on, Kaycee." Sara looked him in the eyes with a frown she didn't realize was utterly rediculous. "If I look more like a woman and less like a girl, SOME PEOPLE might stop TREATING me like a girl."
Keenan sighed. "Sara, you're a sweetheart, but it do not be workin' that way. All that'll happen in your brother's eyes is 'oh great, now I'll have to beat off boys with a stick instead of a glare.' Sides, you ain't exactly got the smallest boobs in the world."
"I'm an A-cup," Sara snarls.
Keenan grinned.
"What?" Sara said.
Keenan reached around her and squeezed her, experimentally.
"...h-hey!" Sara said, more out of surprise than indignation - Keenan was kind of that way, and kind of cute.
"Bullshit," he said. "B. On your frame, and with the sweaters you wear, that counts for a hell of a lot, girl. Count your blessings. Not everyone can have Anna's rack."
Sara thought about this, then grinned. Fangs. "Yeah, they'd look kind of odd on you - ow!"
Sara swung wildly in retaliation for Keenan's cuffing her, and missed, and then started to chase him while waving her firsts, both laughing the whole time.