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Here's a drabble that popped into my head and seemed to fit today's
open_on_sunday challenge ("Twist/Plot")
Survival
Once when she was 12, Sam Zabuto lost Kendra in a crowd.
He found her staring at a group of dancers in front of a flatbed truck with an old-fashioned sound system blasting bass-heavy music; Marley, Tosh, Burning Spear. A boy, maybe 14, took her hand with a smile and pulled her into the throng. She danced for a few moments; when she saw Zabuto, she obediently returned to him.
All the way home there was a twist in her step, a backbeat of her own.
It took an extra week of training to get her defensive stance right again.
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Survival
Once when she was 12, Sam Zabuto lost Kendra in a crowd.
He found her staring at a group of dancers in front of a flatbed truck with an old-fashioned sound system blasting bass-heavy music; Marley, Tosh, Burning Spear. A boy, maybe 14, took her hand with a smile and pulled her into the throng. She danced for a few moments; when she saw Zabuto, she obediently returned to him.
All the way home there was a twist in her step, a backbeat of her own.
It took an extra week of training to get her defensive stance right again.
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Date: 2013-02-18 12:12 am (UTC)I like to think Zabuto's position is a bit complicated. His job is to get her ready to fight, which as far as he knows can come at pretty much any time, and if she's not ready then, she's most likely dead. But yeah, it's not a pretty picture.
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Date: 2013-02-18 01:01 am (UTC)But you capture how out of step with the times that way has become - and you capture her youthful yearning. Poor girl really never had a chance - if you're being trained to be a "death dealer", how and when can you fully experience joy?
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Date: 2013-02-18 02:01 pm (UTC)(I have a whole backstory for Zabuto in my head that I might turn into fic one day. Which is a lot to form on the basis of a name and a few vague allusions, and which in itself is a bit problematic with all sorts of post-colonial stuff, but... so far I've only written him once (http://beer-good-foamy.livejournal.com/28696.html#cutid1) and I wouldn't mind exploring him a bit further, even if he is practically an OC.)
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Date: 2013-02-18 08:47 pm (UTC)Zabuto basically being an OC is probably a good thing because it gives you plenty of room to play. So yes, consider this a request to write more about Zabuto's world, if your brain takes requests.
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Date: 2013-02-18 01:32 am (UTC)(It was then that Zabuto decided that the problem was that Kendra had too many shirts. He realized that allowing her two was a foolish act, bound to lead to the kind of frivolous thinking that would get her killed.)
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Date: 2013-02-18 02:09 pm (UTC)Kendra actually has a number of simple cotton t-shirts, all equally practical and unflattering. Zabuto buys them in bulk.
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