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 Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2022 7:17 pm
Quote: Prompt 11 (Cracked) : There’s always a surplus of homemade candy and treats this time of year, and you’ve happened across some gorgeous hard candy. Maybe you picked it up in a shop, or maybe it was a gift, or something you found at a holiday party. It’s sweet, it’s savory, it’s just about anything you could want in a candy. Except, you bite into it too hard and hear a crack. You don’t feel pain, but it seems impossible that this was from the candy and not a tooth cracking. If you check, you’ll find no damage, but for the next few hours, you hear the sound of cracking ice–constantly. When you step on a sidewalk covered in snow, when you pass a glass window. Sometimes, if you turn fast enough, you see the cracks. When you blink, they’re gone. The sound is jarring and alarming, and sometimes you can feel the reverberations of the crack around. It can be disorienting, and every step feels like you might just crack the surface of the Earth and fall through.
…and the fact that said teammate was now a General…well. That left a rather bitter taste in the back of the Captain’s mouth.
She drew two pieces of the candy she had purchased earlier from her subspace pocket and handed one out to Larimar. “Long time no see. Have you seen our great and powerful, wonderful big headed General lately? I mean, I assume you must have since you got a promotion…”
All Wavellite had to do was work harder that was all. She could do that easy. Just a few more sessions with Dresda, show everyone that she could handle more responsibility…she’d have a cape of her own in absolutely no time.
Hopefully.
The bad taste persisted and she shoved her piece of candy in her mouth, humming as she took in the flavor…
Damn. It was good.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2022 10:20 pm
"What," Larimar said, with as much oh it's this ******** b***h, god damn it as ze could possibly imbue into zyr face and voice, "the <********>, do you want?"
It wasn't as if ze was having a good day. Larimar was never having a good day, ever, and had not necessarily had an unmistakably great day in probably at least a year. Aside from the promotion? Maybe not even that; surely there'd been some other godforsaken discourse going on that day. But Wavellite did not have the dubious pleasure of being the one pseudo-ex-teammate Larimar had ever liked (that was Leifite) (Ashanite himself was not included in this count, because ever publicly admitting ze liked him -- even in the sanctity of zyr own head -- ew?), and, as such, ze looked at her the way you might look at a mangy dog, or at a very loud and irritating fifth-grader.
It was an impressive sort of look. Ze'd probably practiced it.
"I bitched at him until he got me in to see a General-Sovereign," Larimar said, dismissively, "because getting kidnapped to space once is too ******** many times, and it's not like we even get ******** dental, so I know what I'm worth." It was an exaggeration. It wasn't that simple; nothing ever was. "It was a few months ago. Have you tried texting him? Unlike in-person, he ghosts considerably less."
Larimar also said this like it was an entirely reasonable thing to say. Maybe it was. Ze said it in a way that implied 'texting Axinite' was also within the realm of things people could and should do with regularity, which was less so. As an afterthought, ze reached out and grabbed the candy from Wavellite's hand, shoving it in zyr mouth.
Hmm. Pretty good; could use more lemon, most candy could, but a good balance of savory.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2022 7:44 am
Wavellite’s eyes narrowed at the sudden but inevitable onset of attitude from Larimar and she remembered why she didn’t bother with anyone else in the team, apart from Ashanite…and honestly? If anything, she had transferred herself to Bellite’s care by now so. ******** this.
“How do we know he hasn’t just ******** off to be with his stupid traitor knight boyfriend by now? Honestly, I doubt I’d text him if my life depended on it, since we both know he would just ghost me for a week, minimum. Too busy mooning over golden haired jerks.”
Wavellite suddenly wished she hadn’t stopped to chat. Wished she hadn’t given a piece of this candy to this stupid jerk. This. Had been stupid. Larimar was as stuck up as she had always figured ******** it. Hopefully someday karma would come to deliver a swift kick. Maybe not today but. Someday.
She rolled the candy in her mouth and bit down in it, yelping as a resounding crack went through her entire head, her hand going to her mouth, hoping to fend off any damage just by covering it. “....Think I just….broke a tooth…”
The words were strangely vulnerable and Wavellite wished that it wasn’t someone who actively disliked her that was with her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2022 5:29 pm
""I would ******** skewer him like a fish if he did that," Larimar said, while rolling the candy to the side of zyr mouth, in a tone that was somewhere between implacable and -- gleeful?? -- or something along those lines. "And as much of a horny idiot as he might be -" emphasis on might; they both knew that was more of a was -- "I'm fairly sure that all he technically has over me now is reach." Ze thought for a second. Shrugged. Gestured ambiguously into the air, summoning zyr rapier with a flourish, flipping zyr dagger into existence with the other hand. (Was zyr hand shaking? Ze'd only slept four hours. ********. Okay. It wasn't shaking. Pretty sure on that.) "But I've technically got a free hand, and I actually know how to use a sword outside of the ******** Negaverse, so. Maybe he'd like you better if you --"
Crack. It felt like it ******** reverberated through zyr skull, ringing out sharp enough that Larimar immediately dismissed zyr dagger, spit out the candy into zyr free hand, and felt around zyr mouth with zyr tongue. Sure had ******** sounded like a broken tooth! But nothing felt sharp, or detached, so -
"Are you trying to ******** poison us," Larimar said before ze actually really thought about it, and said it with the conviction of someone who would not be surprised if the answer was yes. Why wouldn't she? That was a thing people did, probably, and she was probably ********> jealous, it wasn't as if they'd ever liked each other.Orangeish Sherbert i broke a tooth on kettle corn once and the sense of betrayal and shock i felt cannot be overstated. channeling that into larimar.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2022 8:36 pm
“You know it’s going to end up happening one day, we all know it.” Wavellite’s answer was muffled as her hand was still over her mouth, but then…karma did answer swiftly, giving Larimar the same treatment…but then…then Ze had the audacity to accuse her of trying to poison them? Both of them?
“Okay, buddy. If this had happened to you, I can see why you’d think that, and ********, with the way you’re acting, it honestly doesn’t sound like so bad of an idea, but if I were trying to poison you, why would I do the same damn thing to myself? I’m not stupid. Just angry.”
And this wasn’t helping the situation. She did take a step towards the General, finger extended, ready to wag it in Larimar’s face or do something along those lines when she heard another cracking sound as she took the step and froze, eyes wide with fear.
Slowly, Wavellite looked down at the ground, her face pale. It sounded like she had just stepped on thin ice and it was cracking beneath her but…
But there was nothing there apart from the solid ground and…
She looked up at Larimar and swallowed. “...I think maybe this was all just a bad idea and you and I should both just leave and forget this ever happened. And maybe not get too close to any frozen lakes.” Taking a step back, Wavellite winced as the crack came again and she gave an afterthought. “...or rivers. Ponds. Pools. Whatever.”
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2023 11:45 am
Thinking about it for a second, it had, admittedly, been a very stupid question to ask. No, she wasn't trying to poison zem. Who did that? Did people even do poison in the Negaverse? Larimar hadn't heard about anyone with weapons that were only poison, but it sounded like an Infiltration sort of weapon or something. Still, ze couldn't resist digging that hole deeper; when Wavellite argued she wasn't stupid, Larimar opened zyr mouth --
but she really did look scared. Not in the mundane way ze was more familiar with. A real, genuine, fear. Close your mouth or you'll catch flies, ze chided zemself, refraining from a comment that would've -- ideally it would've hurt her, but ze was off-balance, and the poison comment had been an overbalance. God, but that had been a ******** stupid thing to say. Did she have any idea ze wasn't necessarily well?
Like hell she did. Larimar had made every effort to cultivate the image of an abrasive a*****e, a bully, who kept everyone at arm's-length. She didn't know zyr ******** tells well enough to know s**t.
...Probably. One could never be sure.
"...No," Larimar said, acidically defensive, "we don't ******** know that," and, okay, that was mostly because ze would rather actually be doused in acid than think about two people ze knew having sex a good 70% of the time, but for wishful thinking ze liked to think it was rooted in some truth. Ashanite liked zem best, anyway. Probably. Maybe? He wouldn't.
Anyway. Anyway. Yes. Okay. "...Fine." Larimar turned on zyr heel, surprisingly steady, and strode off; shoulders tense, posture only a little s**t.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2023 6:04 pm
For a moment, for one glorious moment, Wavellite had a vision of just impaling Larimar with her saber. It wouldn’t really be a crime, and nobody would have to know…but. Alas.
With a disgruntled sigh she also turned on her heel and took a step, wincing when the awful cracking sound came again. “God damnit. The swear came out loudly and without stoping to see the General’s reaction, Wavellite teleported, eager to just get away.
This whole thing had been stupid. But. Ze was gone now and she was alone.
Stupid Larimar.
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